special stargazing

The New Year's Day welcome party is scheduled for the evening of December 31st.

During get out of class, Li Dingxi returned to the classroom immediately after receiving reliable gossip, holding a box of glutinous rice cakes delivered over the wall from outside the school, and pushed Sheng Yexing's stool: "Boss."

"..." Sheng Yexing was still in hibernation.

"Boss!"

"Big, big, big! Li Dingxi, you are the loudest in the whole class." A passing study committee member tapped Li Dingxi on the back of the neck, and the latter enjoyed it quite a bit.

"Isn't it the end of get out of class time..." Li Dingxi said, looking at the time.

This big brother has slept all morning, and now it is time for lunch after school, so he should have had enough sleep, right?

Something is wrong, Sheng Yexing has become more and more lethargic recently.

He decided to change his strategy, and knocked on Lu Jianxing's desk again, "Hey, Brother Lu."

After drawing the tenth little snake in the homework book, Lu Jianxing ignored it.

"Brother Lu, he recently," Li Dingxit whispered, pointing to Sheng Yexing who was asleep, "Does he often take medicine?"

Seeing that the matter was related to Sheng Yexing, Lu Jianxing raised his head and took a look.

"It's not good for him to take too much medicine, you have to watch it. I'm always called back to my relative's house by my parents, and I can't even live in the dormitory. Only you can help our brothers take care of him. "

Li Dingxi still didn't respond after talking about seeing the road and seeing the stars, and finally couldn't hold back a long sigh, and whispered: "Hey...you don't understand, let alone listen, what's the use of me trying so hard to tell you so much Woolen cloth."

no.

I understand.

Lu Jianxing clenched his pen tightly, but still didn't speak.

"Don't sleep, Boss!" Li Dingxi couldn't stop being excited, and bumped back against the stool, causing Lu Jianxing to glance over: "..."

Li Dingxi: "..."

He weighed it for a few minutes, and decided to wait for Sheng Yexing to wake up naturally for his own sake.

Before waiting for a few minutes, Sheng Yexing grabbed the school uniform that covered his head, crumpled it up and stuffed it into a drawer, slowly raised his eyes, just about to quietly put his hand on Lu Jianxing's thigh.

Seeing that he was awake, Li Dingxi started directly: "Boss, Zhuang Rou wants to sing."

Sheng Yexing was still in the state of just waking up, rubbing his eyes and snatching the soda bottle to take a sip, blinking hard to see the people around the table in front of him clearly.

With his feet on the table, Sheng Yexing pushed the drawer with his knees, shook the homework to shake all the eraser crumbs to the floor, and raised his chin at the person in front of the table: "Everyone back up."

Li Dingxi stood a little away, but his eyes fell on the little autistic body.

He tilted his head slightly, and was very seriously drawing circles on the textbook with a pencil, drawing a hollow one, and then drawing a solid one... Li Dingxi had only been here for 10 minutes, and the little autistic had already drawn a full page of circles.

what does it mean?

Li Dingxi didn't dare to ask, and repeated the gossip he wanted to tell Sheng Yexing just now: "Boss, Zhuang Rou wants to sing! Sing..."

"Damn, you said it would be great if Liu Ruotong didn't get sick, she is so beautiful, she must be very good at dancing!"

A member of the school team squeezed over, covered in sweat.

"Go away, which class should you go back to?" Li Dingxi pushed him with his elbow, "Several girls in our class are pretty!"

Gu Qunshan slammed his shoulder against the boys of the school team and said, "What kind of dance do you want to dance? Our school can't find a few who can dance, hey."

The boy from the school team bumped back at Gu Qunshan. Just as he was about to say something, he glanced at Lu Jianxing, who was quietly doing his homework, and suddenly said, "Gu Qunshan, let me tell you... the boys in your class are also It's pretty nice."

"Come to our class and don't mess with Lu Jianxing, as soon as he picks up the stool, you're done." Gu Qunshan took a toothpick into Li Dingxi's glutinous rice cake bowl.

For a moment, Gu Qunshan couldn't control his strength to poke down, and directly pierced the foam box and bowl.

Li Dingxi backed away with a "wow" in pain, "Fuck..."

Sheng Yexing was so speechless that he didn't want to talk to these two people, so he called the boys from the school team who were stunned to the side to come over.

He shouted, "See you on the road."

No matter how others called, there was no response, Sheng Yexing just called out his name and made Lu Jianxing turn his head.

After Sheng Yexing realized this, he felt relieved, held the boy's shoulder and told Lu Jianxing, "This is the vice captain of our school team, from Class [-]. His name is Zhan Fei."

"Hello..." Zhan Fei said.

Because he was in a different class from many members of the school team, all he knew about Lu Jianxing came from "rumors". When he met today, he felt that the other party was not so "closed", and his eyes were very sharp.

Lu Jianxing glanced at him indifferently, then turned his head and continued to do his homework.

I know it.

Li Dingxi forced back the tears that came from the pain, and couldn't help but glance at Sheng Yexing, "Tell him that he also..."

Sheng Yexing just said: "At least I said it."

At least I expressed it to him.

After school at noon, Sheng Yexing took some buddies from the school team and Lu Jianxing to the school gate to eat sliced ​​noodles.

Gu Qunshan and Li Dingxi were extremely enthusiastic about Lu Jianxing. They took soy sauce and added shallots and treated them as "group pets". There was no need for Sheng Yexing to ask Lu Jianxing what he needed alone.

The face came quickly, and the boys from the school basketball team all went to the window to face it.

Sheng Ye Xingren Gao Mada walked the fastest, and he was the first to bring him and Lu Jianxing back face to face. As soon as he sat down, Lu Jianxing suddenly muttered: "Zhuang Rou."

"What about Zhuang Rou? Who?" After Sheng Yexing asked, it took him a while to remember that it was the girl Li Dingxi said was going to sing.

After being shocked, he suddenly had a "ridiculous" idea in his heart——

Does Lu Jianxing really care?

I really care that Li Dingxi came here to tell me that there is a girl who wants to sing.

Seeing that the other team members were about to take their seats, Sheng Yexing whispered in Lu Jianxing's ear: "Lu Jianxing."

He breathed warmly, and his voice was hoarse, Lu Jianxing only felt a rush of momentum from his back to his neck, and he grabbed all the thoughts in his head with one hand.

A group of boys ate, nothing more than chatting and laughing, and a few silly ones occasionally choked on the soup.

Lu Jianxing didn't listen to a word.

It seems that a certain song started to loop in his mind. The volume of the song was as loud as a wave, sweeping across the originally quiet beach, clattering all the tunes in his ears.

He couldn't even hear what Sheng Yexing was saying to them.

Lu Jianxing eats noodles one by one, and sometimes he wraps the noodles with chopsticks and stuffs them into his mouth if he can't pick them up.

He was eating hard, and there would naturally be boys on the table looking at him curiously, but he couldn't feel that gaze.

Duo duo duo, dong dong dong——

He put his left hand on his knee and clapped along with the rhythm, while his right hand still grabbed the chopsticks and stirred them into the noodle bowl.

He was distracted, and it took him a while to realize that Sheng Yexing secretly held his hand under the dining table.

Lu Jianxing stopped chopsticks stirring noodles.

The next second, he put his chopsticks away, went to get a new pair of chopsticks and put them into Sheng Yexing's bowl.

Under the watchful eyes of the other boys on the table, Lu Jianxing picked out all the coriander in Sheng Yexing's bowl.

He didn't know that there were indeed some people who couldn't eat this. He only knew that Sheng Yexing ate noodles with Sheng Yexing for the first time when he just started school.

"Fuck me." Gu Qunshan was so shocked that he couldn't help but swear.

The table fell silent for an instant.

After picking all the coriander, Lu Jianxing raised his eyes coldly.

What are they looking at?

He poked his chopsticks into the bowl, and said in the astonished eyes of the boys on the table——

"eat."

After he finished "giving orders", Gu Qunshan, Zhan Fei, Li Dingxi and the other two team members stopped talking and turned their eyes to Sheng Yexing again in unison.

Sheng Yexing raised his eyebrows at Li Dingxi somewhat "provocatively", "Eat."

Lu Jianxing bowed his head and began to count how many green onions there were, and then took the chopsticks to wrap the dough again after counting.

Under the table, Sheng Yexing's warm and rough fingertips were stroking Guo Lu Jianxing's soft palm, and gently pinched it three times.

It means "thank you".

Lu Jianxing happily shook Sheng Yexing's hand.

Actively hold.

Zhan Fei, who was eating beef noodles and sweating profusely, suddenly saw Sheng Yexing's hand holding the chopsticks shaking, and said in a daze, "Fuck, brother, what's wrong with you?"

"fine."

The corner of Sheng Yexing's mouth curled up, "Eat noodles."

Seven o'clock in the evening.

The welcome party was held in the small auditorium in previous years, but this year it was moved to the middle of the playground which was not very big because of the strong protest of the students.

Due to funding and performance reasons, the stage set up by the school is about the same size as the stage at the general company annual meeting. It is said that there are not many students applying for the program this year.

Actually not many every year.

There are fewer programs that students can produce, and there are fewer requirements for audio equipment and stage lighting, but there is still no shortage of light sticks for students to cheer on. After all, some children have difficulty speaking and can only express their emotions by waving light sticks up.

Although the host is played by the teacher, there are also some students who are too nervous to hesitate and say nothing on the stage.

This kind of thing is a performance accident in other schools, but it is normal in Shier.

"Oh, talk, sisters," Gu Qunshan handed the melon seeds back, "Zhan Fei, is this the sensory-disordered girl in your class?"

"Yes, she has been preparing for this party for almost half a year, and she wanted to go on stage last year."

Zhan Fei took the plate of melon seeds, took one out and ate it, the sound of biting the skin of the melon seeds was so loud that Sheng Yexing stepped on his stool leg, and said with a low smile: "Eat in a low voice, let Tang Han see If you eat melon seeds in our class, I will send you back immediately."

"Go, go, go..."

Zhan Fei stretched his neck to watch the performance on the stage.

Because of the small number of people who came to the welcome party in the third year of high school, the seventh class was arranged not far from the stage.

The stools Sheng Yexing and the others sat on were all brought down from the upstairs classroom. It was cold at night, and the school gave them time in the afternoon to go back and get the blankets.

A person like Gu Qunshan and Li Dingxi who couldn't sit still could not go anywhere while sitting on a stool because Tang Han put a sandbag on his legs.

Li Dingxi was curious, and continued, "I don't think she has many lines."

"Only seven sentences, I practiced for half a year," Zhan Fei said, "Look, the catwalker on the stage is also from our class, and has tics. Can't you tell?"

"Is it so far away that I can't see him twitching?"

"He's been treated pretty well. He's fine at the age of twelve or thirteen. It's because he was ridiculed by the class since he was a child, and he has a psychological shadow when he grows up. He doesn't want to talk, and other complications..." Zhan Fei sighed. , "But he is very strong."

Li Dingxi laughed, "Oh, a miracle happened in Shier."

"The second miracle in the city" is a saying that is often circulated in the school. At first, it was self-deprecated as a way of comfort, but after a few years, it was found that some students really got better.

Sheng Yexing remembered that Tang Han's WeChat signature was these five characters.

He looked up at the pitch-black sky, and then looked straight ahead to see the radiant campus stage, and couldn't tell what he was feeling for a moment.

"One end of the fluorescent stick and the other end are buckled together to form a bracelet," Li Dingxi taught Lu Jianxing with his hands, "If you like bracelets, make a bracelet, if you don't like bracelets, make a collar, and you can also take ours. Make you a hula hoop..."

"..." Lu Jianxing was a little confused, so many ways to play?

"Don't listen to him." Sheng Yexing fixed a bracelet with a slightly jerky movement.

He took a look at the golden bracelet in his hand, pulled it away and straightened it, and hit the back of Zhan Fei's head, "Brother, give me a red one."

Zhanfei was watching the performance with enthusiasm, and quickly handed over the red light stick.

After Sheng Yexing made a red bracelet, he whispered to his side: "See you on the road."

He didn't get a response, so he leaned over in the dark, "Are you watching?"

Lu Jianxing turned his head for some unknown reason, only feeling Sheng Yexing lightly tap his eyes with the red bracelet.

Sheng Yexing handed him the ring and said, "Be happy, don't be so sad. I think... red suits you better."

Perhaps because he knew that it would be very noisy tonight, the moles under Lu Jianxing's eyes were blue today.

Seeing Sheng Yexing holding a fluorescent bracelet in his hand, a few boys hurried past from the back of the seat laughed and shouted: "Damn, the captain still plays with this? You made it yourself?"

"No." Sheng Yexing denied.

In the vast night, Lu Jianxing's side face flickered.

To Sheng Yexing's surprise, Lu Jianxing didn't feel restless because of the crowd tonight. Instead, he seemed very focused, taking a deep breath from time to time, pursing his lips and laughing again.

Lu Jianxing enjoyed the smell of green grass on the playground very much.

The stage lights did not shine here, and everyone's eyes were focused on the stage. Li Dingxi and his boys were so amazed by the folk dance performance that they forgot to spit out the shells.

It was cold at night, and Lu Jianxing's blanket covering his legs leaked air. He was concentrating on researching how to make the blanket airtight.

Seeing that he wasn't listening at all, Sheng Yexing leaned over shamelessly, "Cold?"

"Ah."

"Give me your hand."

"Ah."

"Put it in."

"Yeah." After Lu Jianxing finished speaking, he was stunned, and Sheng Yexing grabbed his hand and put it into the opponent's clothes - that is, he was stroking the opponent's lower abdomen.

Sheng Ye Xingjian's plan was successful, he picked up the blanket and put it on Lu Jianxing's arm, cleverly covering Lu Jianxing's extended arm, no one could find out that he was playing hooligans.

Lu Jianxing: "..."

He glanced at the human-shaped hand warmer, and was about to start watching the performance seriously. Unexpectedly, Sheng Yexing leaned over and whispered in his ear: "Hey, the show of the girl who sang is over. Do you think I heard it?"

"..." I really want to know!

"Teacher Tang Han asked me to guide you to talk more. I am doing this task now. Lu Jianxing, do you care about this matter?" Sheng Yexing looked at his eyes full of curiosity, and was happy, " You speak out, or express your opinion to me."

Lu Jianxing looked at him with a cold expression.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, the other dance program was over, before Lu Jianxing scratched Sheng Yexing's belly twice.

Sheng Yexing: "..."

I rely on.

After all the performances were over, it was around 09:30, and the electronic display screen that Shi Er spent a lot of money to rent finally worked.

After the host teacher announced the barrage request, he opened the WeChat barrage channel, and the playground was suddenly full of voices. The young saplings that had been frozen by the cold wind before all "lived" and started crackling barrage when they turned on the phone——

[I hope that in the new year, ADHD can be classified as a disability! 】

[1, and tics! 】

[I bet that Kamijou was posted by Gu Qunshan, a sophomore in high school hahahahahahahahahahahahaha 2333333! 】

[What if it's our Li Dingxi? 】

[New year's wish is that next year in the second year of high school, I can transfer to other high school ordinary classes to study! 】

【Certainly possible!Remember to miss us. 】

[Take a look~ I hope I can go home every week next year without causing trouble to my parents: (.]

[Both of us are going to laugh:)! 】

"Boss, what is your New Year's wish? Hurry up, send a barrage!" Li Dingxi stretched out his hand and patted Sheng Yexing's shoulder, "My wish is that the sandbag that Mr. Han will press on me tomorrow morning will not be so heavy... ..."

"Looking at the past, there is nothing to say, and looking at the future, there is nothing to look forward to." Sheng Yexing smiled indifferently, "The New Year's wish is to try not to commit suicide next year."

This can't be posted, it's too disappointing.

The barrage on the stage has exploded to a white-hot stage, but it rolls very slowly, and each barrage can be seen clearly.

The party was coming to an end, and the students in the second grade on the playground became restless. The host was going to invite the principal and directors to sing "Unforgettable Tonight" on stage.

After hearing Sheng Yexing's answer, Lu Jianxing felt like a needle pricked his heart.

Gu Qunshan sensed that the atmosphere between the two of them was somewhat depressed, and quickly said: "Boss, this year has just started, think about something else!"

Sheng Yexing was silent for a long time before saying, "[-], then I hope for a long time."

"Ah."

Lu Jianxing responded without asking what it was. His subconscious reaction had already positioned the object between the two, and other things and external factors had nothing to do with him.

The playground was very windy, and Lu Jianxing coughed a few times due to the blow.

Sheng Yexing picked up the blanket and stood up, ready to fetch some warm water from the thermos cup in the logistics area of ​​the class to moisten his throat.

Before leaving, Sheng Yexing rubbed Lu Jianxing's cold ears, and said in a low voice, "I'll go get a cup of hot water."

Lu Jianxing nodded, his eyes fixed on the bullet screen wall of the school motionlessly. Although he was weak in accepting information, there were many words on it that made him want to laugh.

He can perceive the "sad" or "sad" emotions, but he is slow, so he can only put a smile on his face.

After staring at it for a while, a line suddenly crossed the top of the screen——

[Lu Jianxing come on.Sheng Ye Xing. 】

The appeal of Sheng Yexing is the same as the sense of distance, and it has a great influence on the campus.Not to mention the other students, there are only a dozen or so boys in the school team. Seeing that the captain, who is usually not dared to mess with anyone, has directly left his name on the barrage, he started to follow the trend and swipe the screen——

[Lu Jianxing come on! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! 】

【Senior sophomore and seventh road, see the stars, come on!Welcome to City Two! ! ! ! ! ! ! 】

【2019, let's work hard together!twinkle Twinkle Little Star! 】

Lu Jianxing is extremely sensitive to "things", and with a slight squint, he captured dozens of text messages that slid across the screen.

He couldn't describe how he felt right now, he just felt that his heart was warmed by a palm, which was enough to resist the cold night wind blowing on the playground.

As soon as the barrage came out, whistles blew one after another in the playground. Gu Qunshan and Li Dingxi, ignoring the reaction of turning their heads to see Lu Jianxing, lowered their heads and fired barrages until all the students in the school picked up their mobile phones and began to swipe the phrase that was once They used self-deprecating words——

[The city's second miracle! 】

[The city's second miracle! 】

[The city's second miracle! 】

Lu Jianxing was shocked.

He took a deep breath and turned his head to see that Sheng Yexing was turning on the flashlight of his mobile phone and standing in the back row holding the light.

You have to work hard too.

Following Sheng Yexing's example and pulling the collar of the school uniform to the top, Lu Jianxing bent the light stick in his hand, and said something silently in his heart.

my light.