Can a scholar not be partial to a subject?

After the New Year's Day party is the real New Year's Day, a three-day small holiday, a two-day break in No. [-] Middle School, going home on Friday and returning to school on Sunday.

Qiu Zhen originally wanted to go home, but after calling, he found out that his father was still working outside and hadn't been home for a long time, so Sister Wang went to bring him warmth.

Qiu Zhen said a few more words and she became angry, saying that none of you surnamed Qiu is good, neither one or two are home, and I am the only one left in the family.

Qiuzheng: ...

His father participated in a lot of projects, and the school didn't arrange classes for him this year, but Sister Wang was different. She usually ran around during class and weekends, and it was normal to complain a little bit, so Qiu Zhen didn't dare to say more.

Isn't it just a New Year's Eve alone, at worst, an Internet cafe all night.

It doesn't have to be one person...

At lunch, Qiu Zhen asked Bi Xia what his plans were for New Year's Day.

"do not know."

"How about we go out for a day? A short trip, leave tomorrow morning for one night, and come back at noon the day after tomorrow."

Bi Xia hesitated and did not answer.

"Do you have arrangements?"

"She said she was coming back."

"Who?"

Bi Xia bowed his head: "My mother."

Qiu Zhen couldn't see his expression clearly, and felt a little strange. Is this an attitude of mentioning his mother?The relationship is not so good.

He didn't ask any more questions, it seems that he really can only spend the night in the Internet cafe.

When Bi Xia arrived home, Mr. Xia casually asked, "Where's Xiao Qiu?"

"alone at home."

Mr. Xia raised his head and glanced at him. This sentence is a bit interesting.

"Why don't you invite him to the house?"

Bi Xia didn't speak, Mr. Xia understood: "Don't you like him very much? It's boring to be alone at home on New Year's Day, please invite him to spend at home together."

"it is good."

Old Mr. Xia shook his head, obviously he wanted to play with others, but he couldn't speak, so he asked his old man to talk.

Bi Xia only joined the class group but never spoke. He found Qiu Zhen through the group members and sent a request to add friends.

Half an hour later, Qiu Zhen did not reply.

Bi Xia simply circled him in the group: Grandpa invites you to come home.

It was just a holiday, and the group was very lively. As soon as he said this, he refreshed ten news records in a second, as if the Internet was disconnected. The news stopped for a few seconds before people continued to speak one after another. Half of them were helping him. ornament.

Those who added Qiuzheng as friends also chatted with him privately, but Qiuzheng was playing games in the Internet cafe and saw nothing.

Bi Xia kept holding his mobile phone after sending the message, and only put it down when eating, but Qiu Zhen never replied to him.

After dinner, he went out with the old couple for a circle and came back. Qiu Zhen rejected his friend application. Bi Xia put his phone aside and started to do his homework. He didn't look at his phone again until eleven o'clock.

I don't know what Qiu Zhen was thinking, just rejected his application, but now he sent another friend application.

The profile picture is a misty picture, the id is Chaos, and the signature is: there is no black and white in my world.

Bi Xia: ...

If he didn't know that it was Qiu Zhen's number, he would definitely refuse.

As soon as he passed, he received a message from Qiu Zhen: I was playing games in the evening and didn't look at my phone.

Bi Xia: Yes

With just this one word, I still can't see his expression, and Qiu Zhen didn't know whether he was happy or unhappy, so he tentatively asked: Angry?

Bixia: no

Qiu Zheng: Then I will come tomorrow?

Bi Xia: Yes

Qiu Zheng: What time?

Bixia: up to you

Qiuzheng: why don't you add me

Bi Xia: time to sleep

Qiu Zheng: Going to bed so early during the holiday?

Qiuzheng: really sleep

Qiu Zheng:? ? ?

Qiuzheng: You haven't told me what time I'm coming

The game group is pretending again: Brother Qiu, hurry up, you are the only one missing

In the past, people in the game group always added him, and Qiu Zhen was annoyed, so he rejected the friend request as soon as he saw it.He didn't know that the tablemate was looking for him until he saw the group chat. He suddenly realized something, and glanced at the friend application record, and there was indeed Bi Xia.

So definitely angry.

While quitting the game, Qiuzhen replied in the group: not coming anymore

Teammate A:? ? ?

Teammate B: What about staying overnight?

Qiu Zhen: It doesn’t work, go to my deskmate’s house tomorrow morning

Teammate C: Going out early in the morning, is your deskmate a woman?Remember to bring breakfast.

Qiu Zheng: Why do you have to bring breakfast?

Teammate C: Aren't you going to visit the old man?

Qiu Zheng: I am at the same table, male!

Qiu Zhen got up very early the next day. Others might catch up on sleep during the holidays, but Bi Xia definitely wouldn't.

Originally, he wanted to ride his bicycle directly, but thinking that Mr. Xia was there, he still had to pretend, and finally walked over.

Qiu Zhen arrived at the right time, just in time for breakfast, and was dragged to eat an extra meal.

When eating noodles at home in the morning, Qiu Zhen originally thought that Bi Xia would have a spoon in one hand and chopsticks in the other as he did at school, but he didn't.

He only uses chopsticks, picks up a few noodles at a time, and then picks up the same noodle a few times. The long noodles hang on the chopsticks and eat them in one bite.

There was no sound of sucking and sucking, and there was no splashing of soup, and I didn't even drink the noodle soup after eating.

How can there be such a noodle?

After breakfast, Mr. Xia asked Qiu Zhen to write for him. This time, he didn't take a brush but a fountain pen.

Qiu Zhen practiced calligraphy every day during this period, and it still had some results. Mr. Xia praised him a few words and then said to Bi Xia: "Didn't you buy a pen for Xiao Qiu? Did you give it away? If you give it to me, I won’t give it away." delivered."

Bi Xia: "..."

He did have a pen that he wanted to give to Qiu Zhen, but how did grandpa know.

Mr. Xia didn't know whether to explain it to him or to Qiu Zhen: "The pen you bought yourself, the sound of every buckle cap is very pleasant. This model has a good writing feel, but the sound is not pleasant."

Thinking of this reason, Qiu Zhen wanted to laugh a little, feeling that it was against harmony and at the same time felt that this was what his deskmate would do.

Be cute every now and then.

Qiu Zhen was struck with goosebumps by his own thoughts, but he felt that this adjective was very appropriate. It was strangely cute when paired with the always calm face at the same table.

After saying what he wanted to say, Mr. Xia sent the two of them to play by themselves.

Bi Xia took Qiu Zhen upstairs, there were two guest rooms on the third floor, a master bedroom, and a small living room, where he lived alone.

Bi Xia's room is too clean and tidy. At home on weekends, it's fine to fold the quilt, but it's still folded the same as at school?

There are no decorations in the room, but there are many potted plants on the balcony. Unlike him, the room is full of large and small hand-made models.

The cloakroom was converted into a study room, with bookshelves on three sides, soft blankets on the floor, and two pillows scattered around, this is probably the most comfortable place in the whole room.

Bi Xia handed him the pen, and Qiu Zhen took out the pen and tried to open and close the pen. Sure enough, the sound was blunt, not as crisp as when he usually closed the pen cap.

Bi Xia stared out the window, Qiu Zhen wanted to laugh a little, and the tablemate was sometimes embarrassed.

In order not to make the tablemate continue to be embarrassed, Brother Qiu randomly found a topic to talk about.

"You called me to your house, you must entertain me?"

"What do you want to do?"

"What can I play?"

"No."

"Ludo?"

Bi Xia shook his head.

"Monopoly."

Keep shaking your head.

"have what?"

"Go, chess." Bi Xia thought for a while, grandma occasionally called people to play mahjong at home, so she added: "Mahjong."

"..."

Qiu Zhen guessed that he probably hadn't had any entertainment in the past few years, but he didn't expect that he didn't have anything that everyone played when he was young.

"Then play games?"

"The Internet speed at home is not good."

"It's not a client game, a mobile game, just use data."

"never play it."

"Then what do you usually do at home?"

Bi Xia turned his gaze to the bookshelf.

"..."

"You invite me to come and read a book with you?"

"see?"

Bi Xia didn't think so much, never thought that inviting people to the house was to entertain guests, and they got along very well at school.He was not sure about the question, if Qiu Zhen refused, he could also try to play the game.

"look look look."

They just sat on the sofa in the small hall and read books all morning, and it was almost noon when summer came.

There was a knock on the door after the sound of footsteps. This house is a self-built house, and the third floor is more like a small apartment with three bedrooms, one living room and two bathrooms without a kitchen. The door is just up from the stairs.

Xia Tian gently knocked on the door: "Brother Bi Xia, can I come in?"

"Who is it?" Qiu Zhen put down his book and asked in a low voice.

"cousin."

After Bi Xia finished speaking, he went to open the door.

When Xia Tian came in, he saw Qiu Zhen, and said hello to his brother, he looked very well-behaved.

Xia Tian asked Bi Xia to borrow a book. The "Pride and Prejudice" she took contained the bookmark she left last time. Her mother wouldn't let her read romance novels, so she bought her four famous books. She didn't like to read them. Cousin is good here, and I can still see my favorite world famous books.

Bi Xia took a copy of "Wanli Ye Huo Bian" and continued to flip through it. After a while, Qiu Zhen chatted with the little girl. After a few minutes, Qiu Zhen had already found out her family relationship clearly, because Qiu Zhen was with her Condemning patriarchal thinking, the little girl regards him as a confidant.

"Are your parents coming today?"

"Come on," Xia Tian curled his lips: "Come at night, and my brother will come too."

"You don't like my brother."

"It doesn't count, my little brother is very cute, but my grandma is too annoying, and I have to give everything to my brother. They think I don't know when I'm young, but I know everything. My mother is afraid that my brother will rob the family's house with Nannan. Oh, my aunt is so rich, does my brother need such a house?"

Bi Xia coughed lightly, Xia Tian stopped talking, Qiu Zhen took a look at his tablemate and probably knew what was going on.Bi Xia may not have that kind of heart, but they are worried that their world only has one acre of land.

At noon, Mrs. Xia called downstairs: "Xixi, come down for dinner, call your brother."

Xia Tian responded, they collected the books and went downstairs, Bi Xia glanced at the yard, but Ms. Xia still didn't come back.

After lunch, Qiu Zhen left. Bi Xia was absent-minded when he was sent to the door. He didn't pay attention to what Qiu Zhen said. Just now Xia Tian said that Chen Chuyu was in love and she was broken.

Xia Tian didn't know that Chen Chuyu was an artist under Ms. Xia, whose real name was Chen Chuyu.Bi Xia glanced at Weibo, and the second most searched: #陈楚宇恋情解除#.

It was said that the relationship was exposed, but in fact, the room was photographed. Bi Xia met his girlfriend, a pretty and gentle girl, not the one in the photo.

It is said that they have been together since college. For the sake of his career, he has not made it public, but now that he has been photographed, no matter what he thinks, his girlfriend can only be the allegedly only model in the photo.

If something like this happened, she probably wouldn't be able to come back. Sure enough, Ms. Xia's call arrived within half an hour.

"I'm sorry, Dongdong, my mother is on the highway and the company has an accident..."

"Ah."

"Mom will send you the gift back. Mom must be free during the Chinese New Year."

"Ah."

It's like this every year, the birthday gift is always sooner or later, and rarely reaches him on the same day.

It seems that birthdays have been celebrated alone for many years.

Ms. Xia was silent for a while suddenly: "...Dongdong, you haven't called me for a long time."

"Mother."

"Hey."

"Dongdong, there is still something to do on my mother's side, let's talk next time."

"Goodbye."

"Goodbye."

……

Bi Xia hung up the phone, recalling what she said just now, did she compromise, or did she hesitate to see a girl about his age being scolded to death by a large group of netizens?Or is it a strategy change?

It can't be because I haven't seen Miss for many days. If it is really like this, she should be at home now.

Qiu Zhen came again in the afternoon, and Bi Xia was surprised when he opened the door for him.

"What kind of eyes are you looking at? When I left, didn't I say to come here in the afternoon?"

"Ah."

Bi Xia recalled that at that time, he was thinking about the hot search and didn't pay attention to it.

"You drag me to read with you after you finished your homework. I haven't written it yet. You are leading me to degenerate."

"then you……"

Qiu Zhen shook his schoolbag at him: "I'm here to do my homework at my classmate's house."

The corner of Bi Xia's mouth slightly raised, leading him upstairs.