teacher!i want to change seats

Throughout April, the two of them were like patients suffering from insanity, giggling all the time and everything.

In math class, Xia Lei fell asleep and put his hands on the desk to pull down Situ Shuo's pants. Situ Shuo shyly covered half of his cheek with one hand, and shook off Xia Lei's hand with the other.The result is often that the two people's fingertips touch each other and they hook together tacitly.

"Xia Lei, you are here to solve this problem!" Lao Yang flicked on the blackboard, clapped the chalk dust in his hand, with a serious face.

Xia Lei didn't respond at all, the corners of his mouth were wide open, and he gently picked Situ Shuo's palm.Situ Shuo didn't hear it either, he just bit his lip and suppressed a smile.

"Xia Lei!" Lao Yang yelled again, louder.

Immediately, all the students in the class turned their heads to look at the last row.It wasn't until this moment that Situ Shuo and Xia Lei realized the abnormality, and their hooked fingers parted reluctantly.

"What joke are you telling Situ there?" Lao Yang said while looking at the chalk dust deeply embedded in his fingerprints, "Come and tell everyone."

Xia Lei continued to smile, and slowly got up: "No..."

"Then Situ, why are you laughing?"

Situ Shuo stood up, his nose wrinkled slightly because he had to suppress his laughter, and he blushed for a long time before saying, "Teacher, I didn't smile!"

"you……"

The ability to stare and tell nonsense to these two people was not uncommon in the class this month, so they all burst out laughing at this moment.

The feeling of first love is very wonderful, and the energy has inexplicably increased several times.Every morning, Xia Lei would wait for him in the small park that Situ Shuo must pass by, and then the two would ride Situ's bicycle together and eat at a nearby breakfast shop.

Then he staggered to school, Xia Lei participated in the morning training, Situ memorized English vocabulary on the playground, and the two looked at each other from a distance from time to time.Then they mixed in with the classmates who were about to be late and ran back to the classroom to attend class.

Not only do I cherish the little time in the morning, but also the self-study in the evening is very difficult to part with.

It is often Xia Lei who sends Situ to a small park, where the two of them listen to music with one earphone, and sit on a bench to watch old ladies dancing square dances in the distance.The secluded corner with the broken light hides the two of them very well, and their hands are always held together unconsciously.

When he liked Chi Haoran before, Situ Shuo thought that if the two could really be together, they would definitely go to many fun and interesting places.But when I really have that person by my side, I become very lazy and just want to stay quietly.

There are occasional insects singing in the grass at night, and it seems that summer is coming.Xia Lei squeezed Situ Shuo's fingers, looked up at the sky, and said, "I heard that there will be a meteor shower in Aquarids on May [-]st."

"You also know?" Situ Shuo was a little surprised. He always thought that Xia Lei was a person who didn't care about anything other than sports.

"That's right, when I went to the Planetarium last time, Miss Sister said that there are three Aquarid meteor showers every year, and I remember one in early May." Xia Lei proudly raised the corners of his mouth and hit Situ Shuo's head with his head.

"But the light pollution in the city is so serious that it's impossible to see it." Situ Shuo smiled and bumped Xia Lei back.

"Pity."

Even though every small talk is such a mess, it can still go on for a long time.It wasn't until the square dance aunts started to close the stalls and go home that the two got up and waved goodbye at the intersection.Knowing that they will meet again the next day, they just don't want to part for a moment.

On this day, Situ Shuo wobbled home on his bicycle. As soon as the elevator opened, he heard a woman's scolding in the normally quiet corridor.

This floor is full of neighbors who have lived for many years, and they seldom communicate with each other on weekdays. They only greet each other politely when they meet, and they have always lived in peace.

Situ Shuo was a little curious, and looked in the direction of the sound after getting out of the elevator.

It turned out to be a middle-aged woman in her 50s, holding a foot-long watermelon knife and slashing at the door of her house.

Several security guards nearby watched silently, perhaps afraid of being accidentally injured, they didn't dare to go forward to persuade them.

It was the first time for Situ Shuo to see someone messing around with his own eyes, and he was still at the door of his house. He didn't even care to appreciate the taste of it, but felt that his legs were unconsciously sore and limp.

"child!"

Situ turned his head to look, and Aunt Zhang was waving to him in her nightgown at the corner, but he seemed to be frozen on the ground and couldn't move for a long time.

On the other side of the corridor, the hysterical curses of the crazy woman were actually "vixes", "little girls", "bad guys", "shameless" and the like.

"Son!" Aunt Zhang walked up to Situ Shuo quickly with the door open, and dragged him towards her home, "I have already reported the crime, come and hide at Aunt's house."

One minute ago, Situ Shuo was whistling in the elevator looking at his handsome profile with the joy of falling in love, and one minute later he became the son of a vixen for no reason? !

"Auntie," Situ Shuo stood at the entrance of Aunt Zhang's house, without moving forward, and asked, "Who is that person?"

Aunt Zhang sighed, not knowing how to explain it to the teenage child, so she changed into a relaxed tone and said, "You just studied by yourself next night, right? Are you hungry? I still have some quick-frozen dumplings at home."

"Auntie, can you tell me what's going on?" Situ Shuo was not reconciled, as he had already seen that Auntie was treating him like a child.

"This..." Aunt Zhang was at a loss for words.

Aunt Zhang's wife passed away early, and she lived with her son for the past few years. In the past two years, her son married a wife and bought a house in the neighborhood next door. Now he is a proper old man living alone.

When she knew that Jia Lan was living alone with her son, she felt a little sympathetic to each other.Now seeing someone coming to find trouble, not to mention whether Jia Lan is the vixen in that population, I feel very sorry for the young man in front of me.

Seeing that there was nothing to ask, Situ Shuo lowered his head and sighed.That's right, my own son doesn't even know about his mother's affairs, so what can this neighbor's aunt who is separated by several walls know.

Aunt Zhang took Situ Shuo to the living room. Situ Shuo saw that Auntie's house was spotless, but his sneakers were still stained with mud, so he just sat at the dining table in the hallway.

A few minutes later, there was a commotion in the corridor, and the man's rough roar immediately stopped the crazy woman's atrocities.Situ Shuo wanted to chase him out, but Aunt Zhang stopped him.

"Don't get involved with the adults. The police should be here. Let them deal with it." Aunt Zhang sat beside her and held Situ Shuo's hand.

Situ's fingers trembled slightly, his eyes fell on the back of Aunt Zhang's rough hands, but his ears were erected high to catch the sounds outside.

"Let's go! It's midnight. If you have anything to say, go to the police station!" The policeman's voice was very loud, and Situ Shuo could hear him clearly, "The one inside, you are safe, open the door, what's the matter?" Let’s go to the bureau and explain things clearly.”

Is mom at home?Situ Shuo regretted not being with his mother at this critical moment but hiding in a neighbor's house.He was about to get up, but was held back by Aunt Zhang: "Son, you don't know anything. It's good that you don't know about some things. You still have to go to school, don't..."

Situ Shuo understood Aunt Zhang's meaning, stood up slightly and fell back into the dining chair.

The author has something to say: continue tomorrow... Good night, okay?