light adaptation

On the first day of school, the temperature rose to [-] degrees, the sun hung high, but the wind took off the summer heat, and gently lifted Bi Qiannian's large white school uniform, like a white dove spreading its wings and shaking its feathers.

He walked from the family courtyard with a light blue schoolbag on his back. He only had to pass through a security booth and bypassed a small puddle that had not yet dried up. There were few people on the road. Bi Qiannian first went to the bulletin board outside the teaching building to see Classification.

Liuqiba was in the liberal arts class, and he was assigned to Class [-]. There were not many classmates in the past. Liu Jingyang was assigned to him, and Tongzhi was in Class [-].He took a photo and posted a post, which was forwarded many times before long.

Happy and regretful, he refreshed a few times and found it quite lively.Lively adolescence, cherished friendship or budding love, because you are sad because you are not in the same class as your friends, and you can exchange snacks and secrets with your new tablemate in a blink of an eye.Bi Qiannian didn't think it was hypocritical or artificial, he felt that these joys and complaints were light and heavy, and they were small emotions that could be expressed so frankly in a teenager.

Ning Zhanmei was in Class 4 as he said, almost a whole grade away from Bi Qiannian's name, and the eight brand new A[-] papers posted on the bulletin board could be connected diagonally.He didn't have any regrets. It was impossible for him to be different in arts and sciences, and it was a bit choking for him to enter the first class.

It's a pity that the graduation photos can't stand together, he thought, and he was lucky that there is a practice of taking pictures together for the whole grade in No. [-] Middle School, and they are still in the same square after hundreds of thousands of miles.

Bi Qiannian arrived earlier than his classmates. He reported at 07:30 and entered the classroom before [-]:[-].The class teacher Fang Berry was very happy to see him, and immediately took people to move the textbooks and exercise books, and Liu Jingyang was also there.

Liu Jingyang was miserable, Bi Qiannian came here to copy his homework because he lived so early recently.

"Qiannian, why don't you carry it later? I haven't finished my homework yet." Liu Jingyang cried to him halfway while carrying the book, "It's a typhoon day, the song is not sung, and the homework can't be copied."

Bi Qiannian smiled and agreed to him, telling him that his homework was in his schoolbag, and Liu Jingyang would copy it when he got to the classroom later, and it would not be difficult for him to carry it by himself.

Liu Jingyang thanked him and promised to buy milk tea for Bi Qiannian.

It is not difficult to move, and Bi Qiannian is also tired and dizzy from going back and forth from the third floor to the fourth floor with the textbooks and exercise books of the whole class. The classmates couldn't even smile when they greeted each other.

He put his arms around the political exercise book again, sighed and resigned himself to his fate, and went upstairs.

Halfway through the book was taken away, he looked up and found Ning raised his eyebrows smiling at him.

"Where are you moving the books? You're so good." Ning Zhanmei walked to Class [-] with him.

Bi Qiannian had no strength to pay attention to him, and walked forward holding the book out of breath.

"Why are you ignoring me? It's only the first day, so indifferent." Ning Zhanmei said with a smile in his voice, and nudged Bi Qiannian with his elbow.

The book was put on the side of the podium, Liu Jingyang greeted Ning Zhanmei after listening to the movement, and welcomed him into the No. [-] Middle School family with a loud voice, and Ning Zhanmei waved to him.

"I'm exhausted..." Bi Qiannian put his head on Ning Zhan's eyebrows and shoulders as he walked out, "You came so early? Did you report it?"

"Don't act like a baby." Ning Zhanmei patted his head.

Bi Qiannian looked at him speechlessly with his chin retracted, and Ning Zhanmei felt that he didn't support his shoulders anymore, and it was difficult to move his chin back.

"Not yet," he motioned Bi Qiannian to look at his schoolbag, "I haven't had time to put the bag away, so I'll help you move the books when I see you moving them, and I won't say hello to you even if you don't have a conscience."

Bi Qiannian smiled, really happy to see him, the first day of dating.He quietly squeezed Ning Zhanmei's wrist as if flattering him, and Ning Zhanmei squeezed back, and the two went down to the third floor shoulder to shoulder.

"I'm going to move the books. There are still a few trips. You should report to the class first." Bi Qiannian said to him, the first class is on the third floor.

"Wait for me, I'll move with you," Ning Zhanmei told him to stand still, "accompany me to the dormitory to store things later."

Bi Qiannian nodded in agreement.

On the last trip, when Fang Berry came out of the office, Bi Qiannian's heart skipped a beat, as if she was with Ning Zhanmei even though she hadn't done anything, she was afraid that Fang Berry would see something.

"Hey, Qian Nian, finished moving?" Fang Berry smiled at him. She is 25 and [-], teaches history, is not tall, and wears delicate and small pearl earrings.Fang Berry has a good relationship with the students, and she taught Bi Qiannian in the first year of high school.

"Well, I just finished moving." Bi Qiannian nodded towards Fang Berry, and Fang Berry immediately pulled out the roster after hearing this, and it seemed that he was going to ask him to register.

Ning Zhanmei interjected at this moment, "Hi, teacher."

Fang Berry looked at Ning Zhanmei, not sure if Ning Zhanmei was a classmate in the class.

"Hey, hello." Fang Berry nodded at him with a smile, but Ning Zhanmei continued, "I just transferred to No. [-] Middle School, and I'm in Class No. [-]. I'm friends with Qian Nian. Now I'm going to ask him to take me there. Familiarize yourself with the bedroom."

After hearing this, Fang Berry was stunned for a moment, and realized that she was unwilling to ask Bi Qiannian to register. She smiled and took a picture of Bi Qiannian with the roster, "Are you so unwilling to help me? Go, go, I'll go." Let's see if anyone else is here."

Bi Qiannian smiled embarrassedly at Fang Berry, and said goodbye to the teacher. Fang Berry was so good-tempered that she didn't take it seriously, and asked them to clean up the dormitory.

"Your class teacher is very nice." Ning Zhanmei went downstairs with Bi Qiannian, otherwise he wouldn't have intercepted Bi Qiannian in front of the teacher.

"Yes, Teacher Fang has always been like this." Bi Qiannian replied, "I was scared to death just now."

"Huh?" Ning Zhan glanced sideways at him, and then whispered, "Isn't it? Boyfriend, your mental quality is not good."

Bi Qiannian was a little shy, and felt that he was a little too alarmed. He replied, "I'm a little nervous when I'm in a relationship for the first time. If Teacher Fang knocks me out the first day..."

"Crash?" Ning Zhanmei asked him, curious about the answer.

"Then I'll hold her and cry, buy her new earrings, and beg her not to tell the dean." After Bi Qiannian finished speaking, she also laughed.

Ning Zhanmei thought about it and thought it was cute, "Okay, it seems that you really value our love, I am satisfied."

"Actually, it's not a big deal," Bi Qiannian continued seeing Ning Zhan's puzzled expression, "No. [-] Middle School's ethos is open, and love is actually allowed by default, as long as both parties' grades don't regress. There are several couples in one class." Well, the teacher only looks at the enrollment rate."

Ning Zhanmei's expression was still not relieved, "Baby, it's okay for our school to be open until two boys are together?" He still remembers the isolation of Bi Qiannian in junior high school, and he can also get a glimpse of the school's tolerance for watching students .

"Ah..." Bi Qiannian was stunned for a moment, "I forgot."

He went on to say, "It's nothing, it's not something outrageous." He seemed to know that Ning Zhanmei was thinking about his being excluded in junior high school, so he smiled, "This time I'm with you, it doesn't feel good Scared."

Ning Zhanmei felt a little sweet when he heard it, but also a little sour. If he could tie a rope with Bi Qiannian in junior high school, Bi Qiannian might not have to experience the ridicule and white eyes of his classmates.

What are you not afraid of?Ning Zhanmei chewed on this sentence, of course he knew that Bi Qiannian didn't mean that he was not afraid of pulling him into the water, but that he seemed to be less afraid of everything and could face it together.

Ning Zhanmei was a little happy, guessing that just as he felt warm when he thought of Bi Qiannian by his side, he also meant a safe existence to Bi Qiannian.

He and Bi Qiannian walked side by side on the way to the dormitory, thinking in his heart that he should get the school uniform quickly so that he could wear the same style as the people around him. It is white and wide, and when it is blown by the wind, it looks like a school uniform. The plump cloud, Bi Qiannian is the sweet fruit he wants to pick from the cloud.

They were only sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing mud-spattered sneakers, weaving around the road to avoid puddles.There is still a long way to go, and there are still many unavoidable setbacks and ups and downs that must be faced directly. No matter how much teenage love is praised, it cannot escape fragility.

But there is also the fearlessness and loneliness brought about by innocence and ignorance.

The clear and shallow water swayed two figures that were very close together, like two brisk birds, galloping to claim the future of owning each other.