teacher!i want to change seats

Now that Xia Lei has already indicated that he has someone he likes, the girls will naturally distance themselves from each other.From then on, he didn't have any delicious snacks to share with Situ Shuo, so the two of them had to suffer through the late self-study and have supper together at the night market on their way home.

On this day, Xia Lei stepped on the skateboard in front, and Situ Shuo pushed the bicycle behind, with a distance of three to five meters between the two.

Xia Lei stopped suddenly and asked Situ Shuo why he didn't live on campus.He really felt sorry for Situ's thin body, who rode through the city every day.

Situ Shuo confessed: "I never thought about living in school, because I was afraid of meeting Wang Yuan and Liu Yu all day long, and being brutally violent on campus."

Xia Lei's face turned green all of a sudden, and then he remembered that Situ Shuo's worry was not unreasonable. He heard that the "bathrobe faction" had been very aggressive recently and had driven away all the boys in the same dormitory.

"However, I've thought about renting a house near the school next semester, so that I don't have to run back and forth, and I can spend more time studying." Situ Shuo said with a slight curl of his mouth, anyway, he stays alone all year round at home .

"Hey." Xia Lei chuckled lightly, and the skateboard under his feet slid out and went far away, "Then let me keep an eye on it for you?"

"Pay attention to what?" Situ Shuo sat on the car seat and slammed on the pedals.

"Keep an eye on the house for you, when the time comes, let's rent a two-bedroom apartment to live together."

Situ Shuo broke into sweat when he heard it, and agreed with "Okay, okay", but he thought in his heart, it's not that you want to take the opportunity to date your sweetheart, right?I don't want it.

In a blink of an eye, it is the Ching Ming Festival holiday.This year, the school organized a large-scale commemoration event. There was no rigid requirement, and the students voluntarily went to the cemetery to participate in the ceremony.

It seems that it rains every year on Ching Ming Festival.Situ Shuo brought an umbrella when he went out from home. When he got on the bike, he felt that the rain was not too heavy, so he didn't open it.

But it was just such a little rain, which fell little by little, and his shirt was completely wet when he arrived at the cemetery.

Xia Lei saw from afar that Situ Shuo's hair was all stuck together and his shirt was almost transparent, so he rushed over to put on an umbrella.

Situ Shuo thought he was late, but he didn't expect that there were not many people in the cemetery, which seemed very empty and lonely.

It turned out that everyone saw that it was a voluntary activity and it was raining, so they didn't want to come.On the contrary, the children from the seventh class were all surrounded by the gray-haired Lao Yang.

The principal braved the drizzle and walked to the middle of a line of cypresses, and began to speak with a teaching loudspeaker: "Hello, teachers and students! Today is the traditional Qingming Festival in our country. On this day, we mourn the dead and cherish the memory of our ancestors. In this cemetery behind me, countless martyrs and heroes who died for the country are buried..."

The headmaster's expression was solemn and his words were sincere, and he couldn't help but bring everyone present into a solemn and solemn atmosphere.

Seeing that Lao Yang was dressed in black and his gray hair was soaked in rain, Situ Shuo felt embarrassed to open an umbrella.He gently pushed Xia Lei's elbow away, and Xia Lei instantly understood what he meant and quietly put away the umbrella.

In the hazy drizzle, the headmaster narrated one heroic deed after another.These stories are all familiar old stories, but telling them again in this situation can't help but bring people into the situation.

Situ Shuo thought about the egg sandwich he had eaten so many times when he got up early, and he cherished it very much.Some girls even began to sob softly.

Xia Lei turned his head to look at Situ Shuo's profile in the drizzle, and found that the man's eyes were slightly red, as if he was about to cry.

Situ Shuo did not really experience death. His grandparents and grandparents passed away when he was very young.He didn't know anything at that time, and when the adults told him that the old man had gone to another place, he believed it.

Listening to the headmaster's eloquent speech, he suddenly felt that whether he is a hero or an ordinary person, he has only one life. How many people dream of seeing those ordinary days that they are used to?

Xia Lei kept staring at Situ Shuo, seeing a crystal teardrop slipping from the corner of Situ Shuo's eye, he couldn't restrain himself anymore and stretched out his arm, hooking Situ Shuo's finger with his little finger.

Situ Shuo was terrified by the sudden hook, and then two more tears rolled down.

Xia Lei stared blankly at Situ Shuo, and Situ Shuo stared blankly at Xia Lei.A gust of breeze shook the collar stuck to the young man's neck.The rain was heavier, and the rain fell into the collar along the hair.

The two looked at each other for a long time, and the fingers that hooked together trembled slightly.

"Don't cry." Xia Lei's voice pierced through the rain and fog into Situ Shuo's eardrums.

"Hmm." Situ Shuo raised the corner of his mouth forcefully, not knowing what to say.

"I don't want you to cry." Xia Lei said softly again.

Situ Shuo sniffled, the principal's speech was still going on, but he couldn't listen to anything.At that moment, he thought, why should he regret his confession to Chi Haoran back then?If you like someone, you like it. It is a very legitimate thing to admit that you like someone. Why should you deny yourself because of the pressure from the outside world?

Looking up at the cemetery, the green cypresses moistened by the drizzle, and the towering monument not far away.He thought, life is only once!

The two kept hooking their hands, and Xia Lei's blood was boiling because of hooking his sweetheart's hand for the first time, and his fingertips gradually warmed up, so he wanted to be more greedy and help Situ Shuo warm his hands.

Just as he was tentatively sliding his fingertips, the former monitor Zheng Shuyan and the current monitor Lin Zongyu walked over holding a handful of drugs.

Situ Shuo and Xia Lei quickly loosened their intertwined fingers, picked one each from the flowers, and lined up to pay homage.

Amidst the heavy mourning, flowers surrounded the monument, and everyone returned to their original places, bowing like those national heroes.

Situ Shuo was distracted by the ceremony just now and felt very guilty, so he stood there silently for a while after the crowd dispersed.

Xia Lei was waiting at the door. There was still a long way from the square to the entrance, enough for him to express his thoughts clearly.

Situ Shuo sorted out his mood, adjusted his smile and walked towards Xia Lei.Xia Lei smiled shyly and scratched his head, then put his hands into his trouser pockets.

Situ Shuo pushed the cart and walked side by side with Xia Lei.The rain gradually stopped, but the clouds were still dense, but the little birds could not wait to fly out and began to chirp.

"Situ..." Xia Lei deliberately slowed down his pace, "Just now."

"Thank you!" Situ Shuo was a little shy. "I've been like this since I was a child. Sometimes I can't control it. I can cry while watching TV."

Xia Lei shook his head: "I didn't mean that, it was..."

Situ Shuo stopped to look at Xia Lei, and frowned suspiciously: "What?"

"I like you!"

Xia Lei's ears buzzed, but he couldn't hear anything.I just feel that my eyes are bright, my feet are weak, and the hand that is pushing the handlebar has also become stiff.At such a critical moment, he actually forced himself to distract himself.

In the sky, the clouds are long and distant, and the sky is really bright.

"Situ...I..." Xia Lei suspected that Situ hadn't heard, so he prepared to muster up the courage to say it again.

But at this moment, Situ Shuo turned his head, his cheeks were flushed, and his hair was not pretty because of the rain.He smiled, as clean, bright and handsome as ever, and said, "Stop messing around!"

The author has something to say: continue tomorrow!Good night!