Can a scholar not be partial to a subject?

No, it's different, Qiu Zhen regards him as his deskmate, friend, and brother.

Qiu Zhen said that he doesn't chase stars, but he will talk about female stars with his classmates.

He was respectful and considerate to the girl, and when he received the love letter, he didn't say anything, but his expression couldn't hide his complacency.

They are different.

He was still tightly embraced by Qiu Zhen, even through the thick winter clothes he could feel Qiu Zhen's body temperature, but Bi Xia was much more awake.

He calmly raised his hand slightly and patted Qiu Zhen's back, looking like he was comforting a sad classmate.

Although it is very comfortable to hold someone, but after all, it is on the street, Qiu Zhen also noticed the eyes of the people around him.

After the impulsiveness, embarrassment followed. What is he doing?Getting drunk?

He ran back from a long distance and hugged him without saying a word, thinking that he had been stimulated by something, but it was rare that Bi Xia didn't push him away.

Bi Xia moved Qiu Zhen lightly and let him go. Using the light, he looked at his tablemate's expression. Bi Xia didn't seem to have any special emotions.As if the hug just now couldn't be more normal, Qiu Zhen breathed a sigh of relief while feeling a little inexplicably lost.

The commotion he made just now was a bit loud.But no, everyone was walking slowly on the side of the road at night. At this time, suddenly a boy in a school uniform, or a No. [-] middle school uniform, ran past him in a hurry, ran to another boy, and the two of them stood there and hugged each other. At least three seconds.

If it's a boy and a girl, they can still attribute it to the fact that these two students are in a relationship. Puppy love can happen in any school, it's normal.

But the two boys... Most people don't think about it from any ambiguous angle, they just guess if something happened to them.

Facing the curious eyes of the people around, Bi Xia looked indifferent as if nothing had happened: "How did you find it?"

Qiu Zhen was thinking about how to reasonably explain the "temporary impulse" just now, but he hadn't come up with a reasonable excuse yet, he himself felt sick, so he smiled and said, "I guessed it."

He looked at the drink in Bi Xia's hand: "Is it for me?"

Bi Xia handed him the drink directly, and told him personally that it was for you.

Qiu Zhen glanced at the label on the cup, and it was indeed honey grapefruit tea.

He smiled again.

Bi Xia glanced at him: "Did you really drink too much?"

"No." But thinking about what he did just now, he changed his words again: "A little bit, a little bit excited."

To illustrate that it was really a little bit, he even gestured with his little finger.

The evening breeze was blowing gently. In this season, blowing wind is not something to enjoy. Qiuzheng ran away after drinking alcohol at night, sweating all over, but the wind did not feel cold.

Bi Xia was different, he had a bad cold, but when the cold wind picked up, he couldn't suppress his cough.

Qiu Zhen frowned and inserted the straw into the drink, and then brought the drink that Bi Xia had just handed to him to his mouth.

Bi Xia looked up at him, the orange light was coming from top to bottom, the long eyelashes were casting a shadow, the brows were slightly gathered in the middle, and the suppressed cough made him look a bit sick.

Delicate and fragile.

The kind that makes people want to take off their clothes and put them on him every minute.

After all, Qiu Zhen still had a sense of reason, and passed the drink forward, with urging eyes, but Bi Xia didn't take it.

"For you."

"Don't be brave, press it, this thing should have some effect."

Honey grapefruit does have antitussive effect, as well as hangover effect.

"No need." Bi Xia turned and left.

Qiu Zhen took big strides to keep up, and stood in front of him again, steadfastly saying, "I hear you have a bad cough, drink quickly."

Bi Xia finally picked it up, and only then did Qiu Zhen move to make way for him, and walked to school with him.

They passed by a street jewelry store, Qiu Zhen caught a glimpse of it out of the corner of his eye, and had no idea.The jewelry store has always been patronized by girls more, and they are already late.

But after walking more than a dozen steps, Qiu Zhen suddenly thought of something and told Bi Xia to wait a while before turning back.

Two minutes later he came out with a bag of masks in his hand.

He immediately took one off and put it on for Bi Xia, and then admired it from side to side, even if only the upper half of his face was exposed, the tablemate was still so pretty.

He bought a black disposable mask, and Bi Xia wore it, covering half of his face. It was a bit cool with his aloof temperament.

Wearing a mask, the air inhaled is not so dry and cold, and the throat is much more comfortable.Just wearing a mask, definitely can't drink drinks.

Qiu Zhen didn't think too much about it, Bi Xia couldn't drink it, so he drank it himself, anyway, the same table came all the way to buy it for him, so he couldn't throw it away.

After drinking, he stayed for a while, looked at Bixia, looked at the drink, and then looked at Bixia.

They drank the same drink...

He didn't care about hygiene. It's not uncommon for him to take the wrong water when playing basketball. He drank it when he drank it, but Bi Xia was different from him.

For Qiuzheng, Bixia is someone who can be a brother, but for Bixia, Qiuzheng, who is male, can be something else.

Of course, this doesn't mean that he thinks that Bi Xia has other thoughts about him, he just suddenly realizes that Bi Xia is different from him.

He wasn't sure if he was going to bother him.

But looking at Bi Xia's expression, it seems that there is no change, whether he didn't see it or didn't care, whether he didn't see it or didn't care, Qiu Zhen didn't want to hold the hot drink anymore.

He walked to the trash can, and when he was about to throw the drink in, he recalled the taste of honey, grapefruit and lemon remaining in his mouth, smacking his lips, it was quite delicious.

So he put the habit to his mouth again, took a sip and swallowed it, swirled the cup, it was quite a lot, and took another sip...

Bi Xia stood in place and watched his deskmate stand by the trash can before returning after drinking and throwing away the drink bottle. He no longer knew how to react.

Someone checked the lateness at the school gate, and the checkers were also students, so they wouldn't stand here for a long time. They walked back slowly all the way, and when they got there, the checkers had already withdrawn.

But they avoided the school's inspection, as well as the class. Unfortunately, the weekly management of the remaining students this week was Bi Xia.

If you know the law and break the law, you will steal from yourself.

They walked into the classroom, and the students looked up and down, pretending not to see anything.

Bi Xia walked to the podium with a calm face, and then wrote down the names of himself and his deskmate and the arrival time in the registration book.

Qiu Zhen leaned over to take a look, and joked: "I thought there was no need to write, the school committee is so impartial?"

Bi Xia heard that the pen tip paused for two seconds above Qiu Zhen's name, then looked up at him, and confirmed to him: Do you really want to cross it out?

It seems that as long as Qiu Zhen nods his head, he will really do it.

"Need not."

Are you kidding me, is brother Qiu the kind of person who dares to act?Besides, it was his deskmate who made the registration, so no matter what, he couldn't let him take the blame for himself.

In the shed, the lock on the rear wheel of Bi Xia's bicycle was finally unlocked, and the other locked car disappeared without a trace, probably returning home.

This car has no back seat and cannot carry people.

There was a car rental kiosk at the school gate, but Qiu Zhen didn't have a card, so he couldn't use it.

Bi Xia pushed the cart away, and Qiu Zhen picked it up somewhere and dragged it from the bushes on the side of the road, making rustling noises.

When they reached an intersection, they stopped to wait for the red light. Qiu Zhen threw the dead branch in his hand and asked the tablemate: "Is it cold, let me push for a while?"

Bi Xia shook his head.

"Oh, let's go buy some fruit."

Bi Xia glanced at him and lowered his eyes for a moment, Qiu Zhen thought he had something to say, but after waiting for a long time, he didn't say anything.

But Qiu Zhen understood his meaning by accident, and didn't buy so much this time.

Grandma seemed very happy today. She hummed a little song in the kitchen, and greeted them with a smile when she brought out the cold dishes: "Dongdong is back? Xiaoqiu is here too. You guys watch TV for a while, and the meal will be ready soon. "

I don't know what my grandfather did, but Bi Xia put the fruit he brought back into the refrigerator, but he didn't see the dumplings.

It seems that everything has been communicated.

Qiu Zhen came back with his homework. He wrote his homework this week very seriously, but Mr. Xia seemed to have forgotten about it. Maybe he didn’t mean this week next time, and he wouldn’t take the initiative if he didn’t mention Qiu Zhen It's a shame.

Procrastinating and procrastinating can save as much as possible.

Mr. Xia called Bi Xia to his study, and found a black leather notebook from the cabinet.He put on his glasses and read two pages against the light before handing it to Bi Xia: "These are all my students."

Bi Xia saw that it was full of names and contact information.

Old Mr. Xia sat down at the table, and beckoned to Bixia to come over.

He pointed to a certain name on the notebook and recalled it for a while and said, "This is Xiao Zhou, he is now..."

As Bi Xia said that day, Mr. Xia has been a teacher all his life and is also the principal of a key middle school.

At that time, it was very difficult for students to go to middle school, let alone enter university. The old principal Xia helped countless people to go to university.

Now these people have become the mainstay of all walks of life. He doesn't know how many of his students remember him as the old principal, and how many of them are willing to help him look after his descendants.

After all, he has never been rich in his life, and Bi Xia doesn't care about the house at home, so all he can give is a notebook.

Bi Xia quietly flipped through the notebook, and Mr. Xia said again: "You are also using this study, so I don't need to say more about what is the most valuable here?"

"I do not need."

"I owe Wenlan, and I can't make up for it. Leave some more things for you, and you can treat me as a peace of mind."

Bi Xia didn't know much about what happened back then, but he only knew that his mother had missed the college entrance examination for some reason and entered the entertainment industry after graduating from middle school.

Bi Xia left the study and went back to school with Qiu Zhen.

Qiu Zhen didn't know what their grandfather and grandson said, and Bi Xia looked a little absent-minded.

Grandpa is a little strange today, he always feels that he has overlooked something.

They walked halfway, Bi Xia stopped suddenly, he remembered, they went for a medical examination last week.

Bi Xia ran away without turning around at a glance, Qiu Zhen was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly ran after him.

He neither yelled nor asked, Bi Xia was not such an impulsive person, and he paid great attention to his personal image even if he didn't say anything, so it was very unusual to run wildly on the road like this.

No need to ask, just run together.

After Bi Xia got home, he ran directly to the study, and Mr. Xia was still there.

The lights in the room were not turned on, and he lay quietly in the rocking chair alone, not knowing what to think.

Mr. Xia was a little surprised when he heard the noise: "Dongdong?"

"Grandpa."

"Why doesn't Teacher Xia turn on the light?"

"Xiaoqiu is here too," Mr. Xia smiled and heaved a sigh of relief. It's fine if he's not alone: ​​"Lay back and drive."

With a sound of "pa", the room suddenly brightened up, and Mr. Xia squinted his eyes: "Why are you back again?"

"How about the physical examination results?"

Qiu Zhen finally understood why he was so anxious.

Mr. Xia seems to have sighed, and then spoke in a very normal tone: "Tumor, wait for the test results."

Qiu Zhen gently put his arm on Bi Xia's shoulder, comforting silently.

"Does grandma know?"

"Where does she read the medical report?"

"Why don't you say it?"

"If it's benign, it can be resolved with a minor operation. Now it's just worrying to say it. You know your grandma."

Bi Xia took a deep breath: "I'll hire a housekeeper."

"Nonsense, who am I, and I am looking for someone to serve you?"

Qiu Zhen interjected at the right time: "What is this called serving, Mr. Xia, my grandma also hires a nanny, and she earns money by working hard."

"Your grandmother is doing all these things at home. Please, what does she think? Don't mention it in the future."

After all, it was for him. If he insisted on not wanting it, Bi Xia couldn't help it.

"Waiting for the test results. Going to the mountains and going to the countryside, life and death, I have never seen anything in my life, you go to school."

Mr. Xia lay back on the rocking chair, half-talking and sighing: "Go back to school, you should be late."

When they left the study, Qiu Zhen clearly heard Teacher Xia say: "Xiaoqiu, help grandpa watch something."

"Teacher Xia, don't worry."

Mr. Xia waved at him: "Go."