special stargazing

If the pairing treatment is not cancelled, Sheng Yexing will not be stable for a day.

In addition, Sheng Yexing also discovered something unexpectedly: Although Lu Jianxing seldom speaks and has no expression, his reaction is extremely fast.

He would always raise his head and look at himself with wet eyes after he was determined to ignore others, typically making sure that he was soft and not hard.

Most of the time, Lu Jianxing is cool again.

Every morning after getting up and washing, he would just sit there and pick out his brushes.He often struggles for a long time to choose dark blue or rust red, and after choosing, he puts a small dot on the end of his eyes in front of the mirror.

He had been spotting rusty red for several days in a row, which looked like a cinnabar mole at the end of his eyes from a distance.

The sun rises late in the November morning, and the sky is still gloomy when we wake up.

It was too cold to get out of bed.

Sheng Yexing was afraid of the cold, but he still had to persevere.He got out of bed first, then took out his boots and tied the laces, half-naked and biting his vest, he went to the bathroom to wash up.

The body of a teenager who has been exercising all year round is inevitably bronzed, and his abdominal muscles are also trained like the male models in magazines.After the three-month summer vacation in the first year of high school, Sheng Yexing compared again, hey, his own looks better than the ones in the magazines.

and many more.

The little autistic walks silently, but he also imitates him and holds a basin to wash his hair with cold water in the winter?

Sheng Yexing wiped the water off his head, frowned, "What are you doing?"

"..." Lu Jianxing pointed to his head.

"You're made of ice?" Sheng Yexing reached out and snatched the basin, looked at his rosy face, and said, "You don't have to use ice water if you have hot water, and no one will take care of you when you're sick."

After a few seconds, Lu Jianxing watched him get hot water for himself, and all his confusion was reduced to one word: "You."

"Me? Are you as healthy as I am? It's fine if you let me swim in the Yangtze River." Sheng Yexing washed his face again, impatient, "You wash it with hot water."

Lu Jianxing finally felt that Sheng Yexing didn't seem to "consider" him very much, his lips were biting white, and he didn't say a word.

Isn't it normal for boys to wash in cold water in winter?No one had ever taken care of him before.

To be honest, I am also a man of stature.

Lu Jianxing still stubbornly thought that he could also be washed in cold water, but he stubbornly refused to answer it.

"I'm different from you." Sheng Yexing emphasized again.

He looks at the road and the stars as if he were looking at a small animal, and he doesn't think his body is so good.

Lu Jianxing stood there with a cold face, with only three words on his expression: able to fart.

"I have a bad temper, so I only say it once," Sheng Yexing saw that he was stubborn, and didn't bother to say much, so he just pushed the hot water basin over, "It must."

Turn around and leave.

It took some time for Lu Jianxing to wash his hair in the morning, and Sheng Yexing tied his shoelaces very slowly.

After tying it up, he leaned against the door and waited for the road to see the stars. His expression was still fierce and impatient, as if he was fighting to block people in junior high school.

Lu Jianxing put on his shoes slowly, and was about to follow, but found that Sheng Yexing was gone, and went down the stairs again, and saw Sheng Yexing waiting at the stairs with a displeased expression on his face.

"You're so slow." Sheng Yexing dropped this sentence and left.

The two of them went back and forth as usual, passing the flower shop downstairs and then the fragrant breakfast shop. Sheng Yexing bought only one on purpose and asked him, "Do you want to eat?"

Lu Jianxing looked at him while clutching the strap of his schoolbag, but he still didn't hold back the word "think".

Don't eat it.

Sheng Yexing walked towards the intersection for a few steps and then turned back, cursing secretly.

An unbearable sigh followed.

Still have to buy him breakfast.

After receiving the breakfast bought by Sheng Yexing, Lu Jianxing took out five yuan from his bag and handed it to him, raised his head, the small red mole at the end of his eye was shining brightly in the morning sun.

He suddenly had an idea of ​​wanting to touch it.

If it were Li Dingxi's disease, Sheng Yexing felt that he would definitely not be able to resist the loud brain crash on the little autistic's smooth forehead.

Then, he was shot in the head by Lu Jianxing carrying a trash can, and then entered the school hospital with blood all over his face.

...he is lucky that he does not have ADHD.

"Go, follow closely."

He took a few steps forward, then turned his head to draw the line, "Lu Jian Xing, if you lose track, no one will find you."

He is a key observation subject of the whole school with a little autism, everyone looks at him once he passes the school gate, Sheng Yexing is not annoyed, he stops and moves to Lu Jianxing's side, using his height advantage to crush him with his eyes Everyone in the circle rushed into the classroom with Lu Jianxing who didn't say a word.

Helping roommates "stand on the street" can hide unnecessary troubles in many cases.

Ever since he took the road to see the stars, Sheng Yexing never stopped in the morning and was not late.Tang Han took such good care of him, he couldn't take the lead in delaying the teacher's focus on cultivating seedlings.

In the middle of the class, Sheng Yexing forgot to take the medicine in the morning, raised his hand and said that he would go to the office to mix the medicine, and he had a personal matter by the way.

Although his personal affairs are generally other than asking for leave and overcoming the wall, Tang Han saw that he was in a stable mood and nodded his approval.

What Sheng Yexing wanted to take was a vacation from physical education class, so he had to make a special trip to the physical education office.

The sports office is at the end of the corridor. Sheng Ye walked unhurriedly. Finally, he wandered outside the door while looking at the scenery, and found that he was surrounded by a five-story fence.

He lowered his eyes and looked down, feeling like he wanted to jump down...always thought he had grown a pair of wings.

He knew that he was a little emotional again, so he hurriedly cleared away the thoughts he shouldn't have, and remembered that he hadn't had an illness for a while.The last time he was taken to the confinement room, it was because he almost smashed the window of the school infirmary with his bare hands.

When he retracted his fist, his fingertips were cut with glass shards and bloodstained.

Just as he was about to knock on the door, he suddenly heard someone faintly mentioning "Seeing the stars on the road" from inside the door.

He suddenly stopped knocking on the door, leaned to the door and began to listen.

"Hey, that kid came from the next city, and his parents dumped it to the school when they were exhausted. Look, there are so many special education schools, how can autistic children be sent to closed schools without caring for them?" The one in the center?" said the inside.

Another voice said: "That's right! Tang Han doesn't know what to think... There are two children in the class who are the most troublesome, so he must be exhausted. Hey, I was in class yesterday and called that autistic child The child came up to write the question, but he didn't move. He didn't know whether he couldn't hear or understand what I said. From the outside, there is no problem with this child, which is a pity."

A female teacher said worriedly: "Could it be because he doesn't want to? I always feel that he is very strong and not as obedient as he looks. However, he lives with Ye Xing, and the two will fight sooner or later."

Sheng Yexing frowned.

After he finished smoking a cigarette, he rubbed the butt out with his fingers and threw it beside the trash can, then buttoned the neckline again, and reached out to knock on the door.

"Dong dong."

"That's right, I also think that kid... hey? Please come in!" The female teacher suddenly stopped talking.

Sheng Yexing opened the door expressionlessly, his boots stepped on the threshold, and his whole body swayed.

When he entered the office, the physical education teacher yelled at him: "Night travel."

"Well, teacher. I'm asking for leave." Sheng Yexing took out his bag and prepared to make medicine.

As if he was just here to inform, not to ask.

The teacher asked: "What leave?"

"Repair the car," Sheng Yexing said, "My car broke down."

"The car is broken... If the car breaks down, why don't you ride it... How dangerous is it that you go out to play every day?"

"Exercise, teacher." Sheng Yexing took out the granule to make medicine, and lowered his head.

It wasn't some kind of control drug, he just had a cold.

Seeing that Sheng Yexing's eyes were red, the teacher was a little worried about his emotional instability, "But the next physical education class is very important..."

"The repair shop I have been using is only available that afternoon." Sheng Yexing said.

"Annoyed recently?" The teacher looked at the surveillance camera, "Go out for a cigarette?"

"I just smoked," Sheng Yexing smiled, "It's outside."

The female teacher was a little embarrassed, and she also smiled embarrassedly: "Have you been listening for a long time?"

"Well," Sheng Yexing stirred the hot water with a spoon, as if to promise, "I won't fight with him."

I haven't been a jerk to the point of bullying the little autistic.

After he finished speaking, the office door opened again behind him. The person who came in was Mr. Ji Chuan who helped move the dormitory a few days ago, "Night Walk? Why are you in the office? Didn't you go to class?"

"Ask for leave." Sheng Yexing added, "To get the car repaired."

"Jian Xing has been in a good mood these past few days. Don't you continue to look at him? There will be an assessment next month." Ji Chuan bit his pen while drawing pictures on the textbooks. The lesson plans for special students are more complicated, and he almost Not much personal time.

"I am me, he is him," Sheng Yexing frowned, "don't mention him."

Now everyone is tying him to Lu Jianxing.

He raised his head and gulped down the bitter medicine, then took a candy from his pocket and ate it.

The big jar of sugar in the dormitory was given to him by Xiao Shengkai, saying that his brother would not suffer if he took the medicine.

In the first year of high school, he had an illness. He was so excited that he forgot who he was. He fell like drunk and lost the corners of the tables and stools at home. Xiao Shengkai huddled in the corner and cried "Brother". Sheng Yexing still remembers that scene .

From then on, he began to return to his aunt's house once every six months.

"Dong dong."

The sports office was extremely lively today, and the door rang again.

Ji Chuan stretched out his hand to open the door, Tang Chunhan led Lu Jianxing into the room, and said as he walked, "I'll get Lu Jianxing a certificate for individual sports training, he can't practice with his class."

Teacher Ji hummed a little tune, then stopped, "Why? Don't the children in your class take him to play?"

"This is one reason, and the second is because he is unwilling," Tang Han sighed, "and he still has many projects that need to be intervened alone."

When Tang Han was talking, Lu Jianxing stood by the open office door and looked into the corridor.It's the end of get out of class now, and there are people coming and going. Occasionally, a few people stop to see him, and he doesn't respond to greet him.

It is said to be watching people, but if you look carefully at Lu Jianxing's eyes, you will find that he is looking through the crowd to see the towering trees beside the teaching building.

It is shining brightly in the warm winter sun.

Nature has always been more interesting to him than man.

After greeting Tang Han, Sheng Yexing endured and ignored Lu Jianxing at the door.After signing the leave note, he was about to leave the office, but suddenly his footsteps stopped.

The class next door didn't know which wild bastards were there, like the group who played ball with Gu Qunshan and used to play tricks.Some of them were leaning against the door of the office, trying to find the way to see the little red mole under Xing's eyes.

Today is a rust red mole.

"Hey, don't you see the stars here? They don't even hit us with the ball."

"I've heard of your name for a long time." Someone said.

"..." Lu Jianxing turned his face to avoid the touch of unfamiliar fingers.

"I really saw it was blue last time," one of the boys turned to his companion and said, "I don't know why it turned red!"

The boy with dishonest hands and feet moved closer and stared blankly at Lu Jianxing's face, "Damn it, Lu Jianxing, can your mole change color? You're a little autistic?"

Lu Jianxing tried to walk, but the road ahead was blocked, "..."

"Hey, don't look angry on your face, everyone in your class calls you a little autistic."

Lu Jianxing turned sideways, the thin bangs that should be cut cast a shadow, covering the skin at the end of the eyes.

He suddenly said, "Go away."

"Damn it? Didn't you say he can't swear?" The boy hit his companion on the head, then quickly grabbed Lu Jianxing's chin, turned his face around, and reached out to touch his mole.

With a "pop", Lu Jianxing opened his hand, his eyes sullen.

Adolescent boys are like this as soon as they get on the head, regardless of whether it is wrong or right, if they want to mess with it, they have to go to the hands.

The second "snap" was over, and Lu Jianxing looked a little embarrassed as he avoided the touch.

Immediately afterwards, amidst the screams of everyone in the office, he slammed the broom stick against the wall at the door of the office and knocked it on the hand of the leading boy.

It is neither light nor heavy enough to break a human bone hand.

After a burst of tragic cries, Sheng Yexing was the first to rush forward to help Lu Jianxing fend off a punch in the face.

"You're owed!" Sheng Yexing's eyes were red, and he was the first to explode, as if the tranquilizer he had taken before had no effect, "Stand back the fuck! You dare to make trouble at the door of the office, just as the teachers inside are all Vegetarians don’t dare touch you, do they?!”

On the outside, maybe this group of children has their own flaws, and the outside world will always give some eyes that are higher than sympathy, but in school, everyone is the same in the eyes of Sheng Yexing, no different from ordinary people.

As long as he controls it properly, he doesn't think he is special.

Seeing that it was Sheng Yexing, the group of people in the next class dispersed in a rush, glancing here and there as they walked.

"Still watching?" Sheng Ye became annoyed, "Did you mess with someone from Class [-] in my face?"

He didn't know who he was speaking to, he subconsciously didn't want to admit that it was because of Lu Jianxing that he got angry.

Before Sheng Yexing returned his fist, Lu Jianxing suddenly turned around and hugged his waist, dragging him into the office.

With a loud bang, Sheng Yexing kicked the door with his last kick.

He was strong enough, and the toe of the black boots was hard enough, this kick made the window frame of the office vibrate.

"Night travel! Calm down!" The teacher who reacted first was Ji Chuan. He opened the door and dragged the boy who was beaten and bruised. After a brief inspection, he said, "Come with me first." Let's deal with it in the infirmary."

"Xiaohan! Something happened to the children in your class!"

Tang Han was originally copying documents in the innermost part of the office. He came out in a hurry when he heard other teachers yelling, and first grabbed the two children to check the situation.After making sure that she was not injured, she wanted to get the broom stick that Lu Jianxing was holding in her hand.

"Mr. Han," Sheng Yexing panted, "medicine."

He clenched his fists tightly, his shoulders trembled with the speed of his heartbeat, his ears were covered with an unspeakable flush, and the pores all over his body seemed to be scrambling to relax.

Tang Han was surprised: "Uncomfortable?"

"A little bit." Sheng Yexing almost swollen his palm.

He remembered that when he was in ordinary junior high school, everyone would beat him whenever he fell ill. The teachers and classmates always thought it was his fault, but no one ever asked who picked it first.

Lu Jianxing didn't let go of the "criminal tool", and Sheng Yexing's body was so hot that Tang Han had no choice but to find medicine for Sheng Yexing.

Sheng Yexing took a deep breath, looked at Lu Jianxing's hands still around his waist, and asked Tang Han, "Myrrh?"

"Over there in my office...not here. You wait, I'll get it," she said.

"Wait a minute," Sheng Yexing adjusted his breathing, "don't go yet."

He is tall, standing at the door can block most of the sunlight, Lu Jianxing is holding his waist from behind, half of his face is hidden in the shadow.

Sheng Yexing lowered his head, and saw that Lu Jianxing's white hands were twisting uneasily around his waist and abdomen.

here we go again--

Obviously, it was himself who looked like he was about to kill someone just now.

Sheng Yexing looked at his hand, and for some reason, the feeling of being needed stabilized him a lot.

"Let go." Sheng Yexing said.

Lu Jianxing didn't speak, Sheng Yexing reached out to separate his fingers one by one, but the rings were too tight.

He could clearly feel the trembling of the people behind him, so he could only soften his voice: "Lu Jianxing, let me go first."

Seeing that the two children had difficulty communicating and the other could not communicate, Tang Han had a terrible headache, so he had to call other teachers in the office to go out, apologetic, "I'm sorry, I just need to trouble you to go out first..."

Other teachers are also used to taking care of special students, and they understand this.

Tang Han saw the last teacher leaving the office, and sighed, "Ye Xing, do I still need to get you medicine?"

"No more," Sheng Yexing felt that he had calmed down, "Teacher, go out, I'm right here."

Tang Han was startled, "Where is Lu Jianxing?"

"It's here too." Sheng Yexing said, "You just waited for me at the door for an hour. When you heard things started to be smashed inside, you opened the door and came in to try to persuade the fight. If not, then it's okay. I'll take him out later. "

"But..." Tang Han couldn't accept the non-violent and non-cooperative way of getting along with these two children.

"He doesn't want to let go," Sheng Yexing pointed to his waist, "I'll handle it."

The door of the sports office was closed, and there were only the two of them left in the huge office.

Sheng Yexing lowered his head, his voice a little hoarse: "See the stars on the road."

"..." Lu Jianxing didn't speak.

"See the stars on the road," Sheng Yexing called out a few more times patiently, "Let go of me slowly, okay?"

Lu Jianxing opened his mouth, and finally said what he repeated for the second time in this school: "No."

Hey.

"Then you hug me." Sheng Yexing straightened his back, "Just now you blocked the fight because you are also from Class [-]. Are you hugging me like this now because I remind you of someone?"

Lu Jianxing said again: "No."

I don't quite understand the lack of security in the hearts of autistic patients, and Sheng Yexing can't understand what rigid behavior is.

Maybe it was just because Lu Jianxing wanted to hold him at that time, so he did it, and then he felt comfortable holding him, so he didn't want to let him go.

For Lu Jianxing, this kind of behavioral awareness of "hugging him" is not much different from standing and sitting.

The only difference is that he didn't take the initiative to have physical contact with anyone, and Sheng Yexing was the first one.

But the first person didn't know it.

"It's so fucking amazing," Sheng Yexing scolded in a low voice, "You hold me, I don't even get sick..."

"You." The little autistic popped another word out of nowhere.

Sheng Yexing sighed, "Huh? Finish talking."

"You are," Lu Jianxing struggled to speak, and it was very difficult to complete the sentence, "You."

The author has something to say: "It can only be said that it feels very subtle, gradually following your pace."