Goddess routine

When I entered the third year of high school, a natural pressure to enter a higher school was invisibly suppressed.

The school moved the candidates for the third year of high school to the innermost building.

The floor is built with walls, surrounded by only planted flowers and plants, and far away from the school gate, except for the sound of reading aloud every day, no other sounds can be heard.

Two banners were hung with red cloth strips on the left and right sides of the floor. One read "Afraid of suffering and tiredness and will not pass the exam", and the other read "You can only be rich if you are willing to learn and ask questions."

The two bright red banners, combined with the honor roll with the names of outstanding students that must be hung in the middle of the floor every month, and the increasingly serious faces of the teachers of each subject, are like reminders, making everyone's pace fast a lot.

An Peiyao, who lives with her, is even desperate. She learns a little every night, gets up at five o'clock in the morning, and goes to work without sleeping at noon.Seeing that she has big dark circles under her eyes every day, and she can fall asleep while walking with her eyes closed, Mo Xiaobei usually advises her to have a good rest, but she doesn't mind, she is still the same, studying desperately.

Mo Xiaobei couldn't control her like an old woman, so she had to let her go.

Compared with An Peiyao's tense rhythm, Mo Xiaobei seems much more at ease. He gets up at 05:30 every day and takes a book to stand and read in the flower gallery behind the classroom. He finishes everything before eleven o'clock and goes to bed Next, never stay up late.

Because of her adequate sleep, she was very efficient at reading every day. In the first monthly exam of the third year of high school, she got the first place in the grade.

Because of this monthly exam, she suddenly became famous in the liberal arts class. Every time the teacher commented on the papers, she would always use her as a model to explain to others.After such a round of exams, almost everyone in the grade recognized her.

The other class members she knew because of the seat relationship during the exam just greeted her, and even those who didn't recognize her greeted her with a smile when they saw her.

Mo Xiaobei didn't like the feeling of becoming a "celebrity".She is used to keeping a low profile, and it is best to hide in the crowd so that she cannot be seen. This way, she can no longer keep a low profile, and it also adds a lot of other troubles to her.

There are many love letters written to her by other girls in her desk drawer.

Whether you like boys or girls, many girls don't actually have a concept.Some people have said that because women have delicate and sensitive hearts, 90.00% of women are bisexual.

In youth, teenagers, or even childhood, affected by the surrounding environment, there is a vague concept of sex, or you meet the type you like, or you are disgusted by a certain behavior of the opposite sex so that you have a shadow, or you are surrounded by People teach that it is correct to be with the opposite sex, and so on. The combination of various factors will form a correct understanding of sexual orientation.

Seventeen or eighteen-year-old girls as old as Mo Xiaobei, in fact, many people don't know what they like at all.

Maybe liking the same sex is really just the love of the wrong gender, maybe it's just a kind of admiration and admiration for the same kind.Maybe there is another kind, which is the pursuit of fashion.

When they were in their third year of high school, the word "homosexuality" was just beginning to become popular among the general public. The topic of gay rights protection gradually entered people's field of vision, and homosexual literature on the Internet slowly began to rise. It will arouse the curiosity of a bunch of girls.

It may be that homosexuality is pursued as an unknown fashion, and many girls are always looking for a "partner" among the same sex to make their high school years not boring.

People who are good-looking and have good grades are the first to be targeted.Mo Xiaobei saw with his own eyes that a little girl from the same junior high school as her, who was from the same junior high school, was chased by many handsome T's of the same level to the point where her mind collapsed, and she had to use the best-looking boy in the same class as a shield .

There are also many pairs of girls in their grade. Every time they are tired from doing the problems, when they look out the window, Mo Xiaobei can always see a few pairs of girls holding hands in the blooming flower and vine corridor behind their classroom. Kiss off.

The feeling of two beautiful girls together is like adding a slice of lemon to a glass of ice water, the ice is sour and sweet to the heart.

I don't know the psychology of those girls who wrote love letters to her. Anyway, when Mo Xiaobei took out the first love letter he received in his life from the desk drawer, he was in a daze.

When she was pinching the purple envelope with broken flowers and the sincere letter inside, at a loss, it happened that Ji Lingyu, who came down from the podium with a lot of materials, saw it and looked at her. Direction blinked.

Before Mo Xiaobei could react, she squeezed the letter in her hand and took it.

He quickly ran to his seat, shook the arm of Su Ziqing who was still frowning as he solved the math problem, and said, "Ziqing, Ziqing, look at the love letter someone else wrote to classmate Mo Xiaobei!"

This shout not only made Su Ziqing, who was doing the question, stop writing, but also many people in the class looked at them as if they were watching a good show.

She read the words "Mo Xiaobei" and "Love Letter" a lot, as if she was going to eat her, and made Mo Xiaobei's back feel chilly, and smiled at the group of people in the class. With playful eyes, he hurried over to grab the envelope.

Arriving in front of them, I glanced at the two beauties who were studying the letter seriously, feeling a little guilty in my heart, and shook my head in a weak voice to argue, "No, it might be sent by someone else by mistake."

"Do you think I'm stupid or blind! The words Mo Xiaobei above are fake!"

Ji Lingyu looked up at her, moved her slender fingers to the bottom of the envelope, and tilted her head in doubt, "However, the name of the messenger is Wu Xue... I remember that she seems to be the study committee member of the second class... a girl Bar?"

After muttering to himself, Ji Lingyu suddenly went crazy, "You are not as good as a beast, it's fine to know that you like to mess with the girls in our class, but you don't let anyone in other classes go!"

As she said that, she knocked on Mo Xiaobei a few times, "Quickly confess, be lenient and refuse to be strict! What have you done to him!"

Mo Xiaobei, who was charged with this crime, was very wronged. Looking at the person who had been silent in the seat, he whispered, "I don't know her at all. I don't know why she wrote this to me."

The Sumerian in the seat read the love letter seriously, but remained silent.

Anyway, I have been classmate with her for three years, so I have got a good idea of ​​this person's temperament. Mo Xiaobei is especially afraid of her being silent.

When he was anxious to explain, Tang Wenxian came in from outside with a stack of math test papers, and there was a burst of wailing in the class, Mo Xiaobei had no choice but to give up, looked earnestly at the pretty girl on the seat, and returned to his seat dejectedly .

Mo Xiaobei stayed up until the evening self-study and get out of class, but Mo Xiaobei didn't find a chance to say a word to her.

As soon as the get out of class bell rang, she uncharacteristically pulled Ji Lingyu away, so fast that Mo Xiaobei had no time to hold her.

Frustrated, she walked back to her rented house step by step, tidied up and was about to go to sleep, when she suddenly heard the landlord calling her name, saying that someone was looking for her.

Mo Xiaobei suddenly wondered, it was so late, who else would look for her?

When she put on her clothes and went downstairs to check, she saw a familiar figure from the corner of her boarding house.

She thought it was too late and she made a mistake, so she rubbed her eyes several times, and after confirming that she was not hallucinating, she hurried to her.Under the quiet night, the sound of her footsteps was very obvious, making the girl who still turned her back turn around.

When she came to him, a pair of black and white eyes locked on her, and silently handed her an envelope.

In the night, Mo Xiaobei couldn't see the envelope clearly. After the day's events, he subconsciously thought it was a love letter from her, and suddenly panicked. He stepped back a few steps, not knowing whether he should take it or not .

"Don't think too much, this is the love letter that Ling Yu took from you during the day, it was wrong for us to take it privately, I accidentally took it back just now, I'm sorry."

Seeing her so scared, the girl in front of her spoke, but her words were full of indifference. Through the starry sky, I don't know if it was an illusion. Mo Xiaobei could vaguely see some clear water in her eyes, "I sent ,I'm leaving."

After finishing speaking, he stepped forward a few steps and stuffed the things in his hand to her, and slowly disappeared into the night.

She couldn't be seen anymore, Mo Xiaobei suddenly felt his nose sore, and his heart felt a little bit bitter. He raised his head and tried to force back the tears. He pinched the envelope in his hand, wanting to throw it away irritably, when his hands touched the thickness of the envelope, Suddenly something is wrong.

When she opened the envelope during the day, there was only a thin piece of paper inside, how could it be so thick?

Strangely, she held the envelope and walked under the nearby street lamp.Looking at the light, the envelope was still good, but when I opened the envelope, it was replaced with a small beautiful concentric knot with exquisite workmanship.

A few small silver bells were hung on the concentric knot, and there was an indentation in the middle. It was presumed to be a jade pendant. Under the light of the street lamp, it shone with the luster of glazed glass, which looked very beautiful.

The love letter she received was indeed only a piece of paper, so the sympathetic knot that was added for no reason was...

If you think about it for a while, you will know what's going on.Mo Xiaobei squeezed the concentric knot in his hand, clenched his hand in the direction where the girl disappeared just now, and walked back slowly.

The person Mo Xiaobei thought had gone away had actually been standing behind a sycamore tree not far away, together with her playmates she grew up with, and under the cover of night, they hid well and were not discovered by her.

Seeing that nasty person Mo Xiaobei open the envelope and take out the sympathetic knot made by Ziqing inside, Ji Lingyu, who was peeping, was very happy, and quickly turned around and said happily to Su Ziqing behind him, "Look, Ziqing, then It should be taken by Mo Xiaobei, who will be hacked into pieces!"

After the words fell, I was surprised to find that my friend squatted on the ground covering her ears in some pain. Thinking that something was wrong with her, she immediately squatted down to support her and said, "Ziqing, what's wrong with you, Ziqing, don't scare me."

"Ling Yu, I'm so selfish." Su Ziqing, who was squatting on the ground, shook her head in discomfort, hugged her tightly along her arm, and said sadly, "I never knew that I could be so despicable...it is obviously someone else's thing...but I Use it to satisfy your own selfish desires, Ling Yu, tell me, am I particularly bad?"

"No, no, Ziqing is the best." Ji Lingyu hugged her distressedly to comfort her.

"But I always feel like I stole something from someone else." The person in her arms was still in pain, grabbed her hand and shook her head, "You don't know what this feeling is like... My parents taught me Ten years... I..."

"If you can't say it, then don't say it." Ji Lingyu tried his best to pick her up, pulled her back, and said angrily, "Let's send things as well. If that damn Mo's name is pretending to be nothing tomorrow As if nothing happened, let’s pretend nothing happened! Damn it, there are too many men and women in the world, Ziqing, you are so kind, if you dare to hang yourself on a tree with a crooked neck, look at me Saw off that tree!"

Her angry words made Su Ziqing, who was still holding onto his conscience and remorse, amused, looked up at the starry sky, and nodded slightly.

The author has something to say: the writing is not good, and I can't write the feeling I want.