Blow

The monthly exam is scheduled for the last two days of October, on the Wednesday and Thursday of the big week, and the exam will be changed one by one, and the score will be issued on Friday at the earliest.

Anxiety before exams.Xia Jue had diarrhea early in self-study, and she was nauseated afterwards. She only drank two mouthfuls of plain porridge for breakfast, staring at the dinner plate in a daze, her face pale.

"No appetite, pregnant?" Wen Xiao slowly ate a basket of steamed dumplings, "Who did it?"

Xia Jue said sullenly, "Stop making fun of me..."

"Well, no kidding," Wen Xiao said, "Every year, some people faint in the exam room during the college entrance examination, which is equivalent to being forced to give up the exam—this is worse than failing the exam, do you understand?"

Of course Xia Jue understood what Wen Xiao meant, but she just couldn't control the nervousness in her heart.

——This is the first formal exam since he repeated his studies. Once the results are released, the gap between him and other students will be clear at a glance.In addition, whether his sweat and dedication this month has been rewarding or useless will also be verified.

Xia Jue was very afraid that it would be the latter, then he would have no face to face Wen Xiao who was doing his best to tutor him, and Wen Rushi who arranged him to study in No. [-] Middle School.

"Don't think too much, eat enough first." After Wen Xiao finished eating the steamed dumplings, he put down his chopsticks to supervise.

Xia Jue reluctantly drank some more porridge.

Wen Xiao said, "Wait for me to feed you? Eat the buns."

……hegemonism.Xia Jue muttered four words, took a bite of the meat bun, and coughed choked by the smell of oil.

Wen Xiao frowned, and asked, "Why don't you go to the infirmary?"

Xia Jue waved his hand and said, "It's okay."

"...If you really don't want to eat, forget it," Wen Xiao said, "Go to the supermarket later."

The two arranged the trays, put them in the recycling place, and walked out of the cafeteria.Wen Xiao took Xia Jue to the supermarket to buy a bag of whole wheat toast, a box of chocolates, a bottle of coconut milk, and a pack of Wangzai milk candies.

"The exam room didn't say that you can't eat. Forget about the bread, and the crumbs. You can prepare a few pieces of sugar." Wen Xiao said, tearing open the packaging bag of milk sugar.

Xia Jue nodded, took a handful and put it in his pocket.

Wen Xiao reminded him: "Put it on the table before the exam, don't take it out of your pocket, otherwise the teacher will suspect you of cheating... Open your mouth."

The last two words came out of nowhere, Xia Jue was at a loss, and opened his mouth reflexively.

Wen Xiao peeled off a round toffee and fed it into his mouth.

"Relax." After feeding, Wen Xiao wiped the corner of his mouth with his thumb, "Where is the pressure? Do you want to be the first in the grade? Your husband is here, so don't worry about it."

People came and went around, Xia Jue was taken aback by what he said, and then was speechless: "...Can you comfort others, how can you say that you are the first to the scumbags."

"Then I hand in a blank paper?" Wen Xiao asked.

Xia Jue was stunned: "Why?"

"Of course I will give you the bottom place," Wen Xiao said frankly, "otherwise? Just wait and see, this time you must be at the end of the whole grade - where are you in No. [-] middle school? Students here, you want to review only one class." Yue just catch up casually?"

Xia Jue was about to die of anger.

However, after he got angry, he was inexplicably relieved. He probably found that Wen Xiao's expectations of him were not as high as he imagined. just go.

He ate two slices of bread and drank a few sips of coconut milk, which made his stomach feel better.

"Take time to do a gastroscopy." Wen Xiao was still worried and told him.

10 minutes before the start of the exam, all senior three candidates are ready to enter the arena.

According to the practice of No. [-] Middle School, the examination room is divided according to the grade ranking of the previous month.Both Wen Xiao and Xia Jue were transfer students and had no grades. They were assigned to the last two seats in Class [-] together.

The first one is Chinese.

Arranged alphabetically, Wen Xiao sat in front of Xia Jue.When passing the test paper back, he squeezed Xia Jue's palm without showing any signs, and signaled with his eyes: Don't be nervous, come on.

Xia Jue tacitly received the signal in his eyes, took a deep breath, filled out her personal information, and looked through the composition questions at the end of the test paper.

[-]-word topic composition, the theme is "accompanying".

The answer bell rings.Xia Jue turned back to the front, drawing up a pen to answer, while conceiving; after more than 50 minutes, the last reading question was completed, and there was plenty of time for composition.

It's a pity that Xia Jue didn't grasp the word count properly, the length of the text was too long, and when the closing bell rang, there was still a sentence left unfinished.

The teacher on the podium yelled: "Retract papers! Start uploading from the last row!"

Xia Jue was so anxious that the tip of his pen rustled on the paper.

"The ones in this column, Wen Xiao, the papers are closed!" the teacher urged.

Wen Xiao clearly heard the anxious movement behind him.He responded and pretended to stretch. When he turned his head again, Xia Jue had just written the last full stop.

Successfully handed in the paper.

Excessive physical exertion, Xia Jue let out a sigh of relief after stopping writing, feeling weak all over.On the desktop, there is not a single caramel missing before the exam, and there is no time to touch it during the exam.

At this time, Xia Jue picked up one and tore it along the sawtooth, but failed to tear it open.Another slender hand took his place, peeled off a round milky white candy, and handed it to his lips.

Xia Jue subconsciously opened her mouth to hold it, and licked the opponent's fingertips with the tip of her tongue. When she recovered, she realized what she had done. She raised her head and blushed a little.

Wen Xiao retracted the finger he had licked, put it to his mouth and squeezed it.

Xia Jue coughed and looked around guiltily.

"Are you hungry?" Wen Xiao looked nonchalant, "Shall I go get my schoolbag?"

The schoolbags were handed over to the podium in a unified way, which contained the bread, chocolate, and coconut milk bought in the morning.

Xia Jue quickly said, "I'll go." She got up and went to fetch Wen Xiao's schoolbag.

The next subject is mathematics, and there is an interval of 10 minutes between the two exams.They each ate two slices of bread, two pieces of chocolate, and went to the bathroom once.

"The next few exams will count the time," Wen Xiao reminded him, "If the teacher says stop, you must stop, otherwise you will be given zero points if you encounter strict invigilators."

Xia Jue nodded and said, "The main thing is that Chinese and English essays must end. If I don't have time for other subjects, I will definitely give up."

"Quite self-aware." Wen Xiao raised his eyebrows and smiled.

Xia Jue kicked the chair leg hard.

At [-]:[-] p.m. the next day, after all the subjects had been tested, Wen Xiao and his class were all correcting the answers.Calculating scores in science is easy, and everyone will soon know their own scores. Wen Xiao estimates that the scores are in the early [-]s, which is equivalent to returning to the original level, with no progress or retreat.

During dinner, Xia Jue looked erratic: "I seem to be wrong about half of the multiple-choice questions..." The materialization question was also dizzy.

"The exams are over, what else are you thinking about?" Wen Xiao said, "Math papers will probably be handed out tonight, and then tell me the wrong questions."

"Tonight?!" Xia Jue was startled.He had other things to do tonight.

Wen Xiao said, "What's the matter? It's like this in normal situations, and the math papers are corrected quickly."

"But," Xia Jue bit her lip, "Tonight, you are not..."

Wen Xiao had a strange expression on his face: "What am I not?"

"You didn't receive my WeChat in the early morning?" Xia Jue was a little anxious.

"Early morning?" Wen Xiao narrowed his eyes, "You have an exam today, and you haven't slept in the early morning?"

The mobile phone is in the dormitory, and it is turned off. He hasn't moved it since ten o'clock last night.

"I..." Xia Jue was speechless.

Wen Xiao slowly put down his chopsticks, leaned back on the back of the chair, folded his hands on his lower abdomen, and put on an attitude of "you tell me the truth".

In normal times, Xia Jue would definitely have recruited, but today she kept silent and looked a little depressed.

Wen Xiao sensed something was wrong, frowned and said, "Then follow me back to the dormitory later."

"I, I won't go," Xia Jue panicked immediately, and picked up a piece of boiled meat, "I won't go, um, I have something to do in class. Go back by yourself."

His reaction was so abnormal.Wen Xiao felt more and more weird, so he glanced at him, didn't ask any more questions, and planned to find out by himself.

So after the meal, Xia Jue hurried to the teaching building, while Wen Xiao went back to the dormitory alone.

The phone is locked in a corner of the drawer.He took it out and turned it on, and a few seconds after entering the main interface, he connected to the network.

Wen Xiao opened WeChat, Xia Jue and Wen Rushi were chatting at the top, and Fu Ningyu, Chen Xinyue, and other students who were familiar or not very familiar were at the bottom, a whole list of new news.

Most of them are four words: happy birthday!

Wen Xiao was taken aback, thinking: what day is it today?Then I realized that I was stupid. Didn't the monthly exam just end?Today is the last day of October, the 31st.

His eighteenth birthday.

……

In the past, Wen Xiao's birthdays were mostly arranged by Fang Qinxin.Fang Qinxin is a romantic painter, especially understands the sense of art and ritual of life. He has hosted many meaningful birthday events for Wen Xiao and Wen Rushi, and recorded and carved the whole process. Those materials are well preserved in the study .

After Fang Qinxin's death, Wen Xiao no longer celebrates his birthday.Although Wen Zhengming would take him out for dinner, Wen Rushi would give him red envelopes, Ren Ningyu and Chen Xinyue would prepare gifts, and classmates would send blessings if they remembered... But he still couldn't use Go with a celebratory mind and a joyful mood on this day that inevitably reminds you of your mother.

The biggest difference this year is that there is an extra Xia Jue.

Wen Xiao settled down and replied to more than 20 messages one by one from bottom to top.Both Fu Ningyu and Chen Xinyue were weird, they already knew about his repetition and asked him to go home on weekends to check the presents.Wen Rushi's "blessing" is not quite like a blessing: "Article 11 of the General Principles of the Civil Law of the People's Republic of China: Citizens over the age of [-] are adults, have full capacity for civil conduct, and can independently conduct civil activities. competent person."

Finally, the top one is Xia Jue, who sent it at midnight.

"Dear Wen Xiao:

hello.

Today is your 70th birthday, and it is also the No.30 nine days of our acquaintance, and the No.[-] three days of our love.I'm a little grumpy at the moment, angry about time.

Time flies too slowly!Why are we acquainted and in love for so few days?It seems that it is still too early to say the word "commemorate".But I also hope that time will be slower, so that I, who is not smart, can remember every minute, every second, and every moment of yours.

I love you.

I am embarrassed to say this, because it is actually difficult for me to say clearly what love is.I'm so stupid, sometimes I'd rather be a piece of wood, a piece of blank paper...anything is fine, even lifeless.As long as you carve me, compose me, you will be what you carve, and you will be what song you compose.When I love you, I have a soul; when you look at me, it seems that there is infinite beauty; when you love me, it is my best moment.

But turning into wood, turning into white paper, I can no longer hug you.I'm so greedy, I can't bear to hug you, so I can only continue to be stupid.

Not long ago, we had a little dispute.I'm sorry, I'm sorry, but I wish you'd secretly scolded me so badly that I'd feel better.But please don't swear to ignore me, okay?

Finally, I, an unintelligent person, have an ordinary sentence to say to you:

Happy birthday;

Happy birthday, Wen Xiao, I love you, I will always love you.

——Waiting for your little wife at the Violet Stand at the corner of Lover's Road at [-]:[-] tonight. "

The author has something to say: Happy birthday Xiaoxiao!

Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angel who voted [Mine]: gossip, Mo Xiang guessed 1;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!