He likes you

The school prohibits students from using mobile phones, and there are public phones in the canteen downstairs.Students usually need to call someone, and take the money to the canteen to make a call.

There are many small cards posted on the simple cashier counter of the canteen, selling textbooks, delivering meals, and cram schools on weekends.The store manager took the money and put these small cards in a conspicuous place.The small card of the custom-made cake is sandwiched in it, and the phone number in red and gold is more festive than other places, which can attract the attention of students at a glance.

Qiao Mo bought water after finishing physical education class, and two or three female students who were outstanding in the class followed behind Qiao Mo.They always approached Qiao Mo wherever they saw him during recess, thinking that good students should form a circle with good students.As for Qiao Mo, he must be in their circle, so that this circle can appear to be of a high standard and advanced.

They chatted behind Qiao Mo, and when they talked about something, they would ask Qiao Mo's opinion from time to time.Qiao Mo's reticence made them feel impersonal, but they still persevered in communicating with him.They even thought that Qiao Mo, who was silent, had more temperament, and boys who talked too much lacked the melancholy that young girls liked, so they were not very willing to pay attention to him.

Qiao Mo took a bottle of mineral water to the cashier and took out a dollar and fifty cents from his pocket.His eyes swept over the small cards pasted on the cash register.

The study committee member pointed at the small card of the cake shop with her petite finger: "Is anyone in our class having a birthday recently? You can order a cake to celebrate." Some small activities in the class are organized by their class cadres, and occasionally they will take advantage of the evening In the 10-minute break after self-study, I warmly held a small birthday celebration for a certain student.This is an opportunity to show their leadership.

The college entrance examination is approaching. During this time, the students are under a lot of pressure and their nerves are tense.A small birthday party that doesn't take much time can make everyone relaxed and the teacher will agree.

"It seems to be there, let me take a look." The life committee member recorded the information of all the students in the class. She took out a small pink notebook from her pocket and flipped through the pages, "Yes. This month's No. 13 is Xuan's birthday."

The enthusiasm of the study committee member faded: "Oh. But we don't know him very well, and he must have no shortage of people to celebrate his birthday." She divided students like Feng Xuan who brought bad atmosphere out of the circle.Wouldn't it be ridiculous for a group of class leaders to organize a birthday party for a bad student who skipped classes and fought all day long.

The girls were just chatting like this. Feng Xuan, who had just finished playing basketball, was wearing a black vest and showed muscular arms, leading his two attendants into the canteen.

He took a bottle of drink, swept a few packets of snacks and put them on the cash register.

The boss counted his things and said, "23 yuan."

Feng Xuan fumbled in his pocket, then raised his eyebrows and cast a look at Qiao Mo: "Squad Leader Qiao, please do me a favor."

Qiao Mo took out 23 yuan to the boss and paid for Fengxuan.

Feng Xuan raised one hand and rubbed Qiao Mo's head vigorously: "Thank you." Holding the snacks, she took the two younger brothers and left.

"Why is he like this?" A girl was unfair to Qiao Mo, "Why did you really pay for him, monitor?"

"Look at his appearance!" The study committee member stared at Feng Xuan's back and was filled with righteous indignation, "He doesn't know how to respect people at all. I really don't understand why so many girls like him."

The life committee expressed her opinion: "The ones who like him are only superficial appearance control. Otherwise, they have watched "Huahuo" and "Egger" too much, and they like this... this kind of thing. They have personality in their hearts Rebel boy."

These class committee members hoped to resonate with Qiao Mo, and they all wanted to see Qiao Mo's reaction.Unexpectedly, Qiao Mo was no longer by their side, and he had already left the canteen and walked a long way.

NO.12 In the evening, Qiao Mo went home.I came to school the next day with a heavy schoolbag on my back.He put all the textbooks in the drawer on the empty desk behind him.The bulging and heavy schoolbag was put in the drawer.Looking over Fengxuan's seat, he saw Fengxuan lying on the desk, staring at the reflector on the stationery box erected on the front desk, making silly faces to entertain himself.

The classmates didn't know that today was his birthday, and his followers didn't know either.Those class committee members who knew about his birthday a few days ago didn't come to say happy birthday to him.

Fengxuan intentionally doesn't mention his birthday, because he wants to maintain a cold and domineering "big brother" demeanor, and once his birthday is over, this persona will fail.So he didn't tell his followers about birthdays, and told them that only children need to celebrate birthdays, and men shouldn't take this hypocritical thing seriously.

It started to rain in the morning, and the students were doing self-study in the classroom during the exercise time between classes.No one wants to go to the canteen to buy snacks in the rain.

Qiao Mo walked too quickly and forgot to bring an umbrella when he went downstairs.The rain was not particularly heavy, nor could it be said to be light.Their classroom is on the third floor, and if they run back and down again, the noise will attract people's attention, and most of the precious exercise time between classes will be wasted.

Qiao Mo didn't seem to think about going back at all. He leaned against the nearby buildings that could barely cover the rain, and ran to the canteen half-drenched in the rain.

He stood in front of the short and simple cash register, the raindrops splashed on the toes of his shoes.

Seeing him in a mess, the boss shifted his gaze from the TV hanging on the wall to Qiao Mo.

"What to buy?" The boss looked at him strangely.

"Make a call." Qiao Mo tossed a coin, picked up the public phone, and dialed the string of festively colored numbers on the small card of the cake shop.

It took a long time for the phone to get through: "Hello, Xinyan Cake Shop, what do you need?"

"Hello, hello. I want to order a cake." Qiao Mo put his hand over his mouth, trying to keep his voice down as if he was telling someone a secret, "Yes, it's this school. Can it be at six o'clock tonight?" ? Send it to the back door of the school."

Qiao Mo returned to the classroom, Feng Xuan's seat was empty.The person who likes to make faces in the mirror, skipped class and went to play somewhere.

Fengxuan will always be late for the first class in the morning, 1 minute or 5 minutes depending on the situation.There is always a class that the teacher manages more loosely and wants to skip. After school in the afternoon, he will play basketball with his classmates. After playing basketball, he will have dinner in the cafeteria.

For the past three years, Qiao Mo has been clear about Fengxuan's activities in school.

During the three classes in the afternoon, Feng Xuan didn't come.Even Sun Siyan and Yan Shudai were puzzled by the empty seat.

Qiao Mo vaguely had a bad premonition, but he thought that it would be fine as long as Feng Xuan showed up as usual during the evening self-study.

He touched the schoolbag in the drawer, in which were the comic magazines he had stored for a long time.After Qiao Xi went to Venus, there was no way for him to buy these magazines. If he didn't give them away, these long-dated old magazines would no longer be worth a rarity to Feng Xuan.

The last time the sports meeting caused him to fail to buy a magazine, Qiao Mo felt that he should apologize to him.Qiao Mo had already planned in his heart, when he saw Feng Xuan at night, how to give him this heavy stack of things, how to say happy birthday to him while saying sorry for what happened last time.

He was thinking about it like this, imagining the scene of these things going on at night, how Feng Xuan's reaction would be so buoyant and pretended not to be surprised at all.

Qiao Mo couldn't solve a question on the test paper in a mess.Suddenly, I felt that the time of the day passed as slowly as if it was divided into eight parts.

At six o'clock in the evening, Qiao Mo went to the back door of the school to get cakes.While all the classmates were going to eat in the cafeteria and there was no one in the classroom, Qiao Mo quietly put the cake on Fengxuan's seat.He wrote an unsigned congratulations card, which he tucked into the ribbon that tied the cake box.

On the way to the cafeteria for dinner, Qiao Mo passed by the stadium.He stopped and watched from a distance for a while, but there was no sign of Feng Xuan on the field.

Qiao Mo's bad premonition got worse, and the good premonition in his heart was trembling in disorder.

In the evening self-study, the time passed by every minute, and students came to the classroom one after another.

Fengxuan's seat was empty.