why do you like me

009 Return to school

Early the next morning, Jiang Chuan was brushing his teeth on the side of the road with his eyes closed, when he heard someone greeting Cheng Jing from afar, very affectionately.

Jiang Chuan looked up from the corner of his eyes, and the street not far away was brightly illuminated by the early summer sun, with a neon halo above everyone's head.With her schoolbag on her back, Cheng Jing was tall and slender, with a fair face and a calm expression, all the way to Jiang Chuan's side, grandpa, grandma, aunt and uncle.

He looked at Jiang Chuan, said good morning, and then walked into Jiang Chuan's living room.

Because of what happened last night, Jiang Xing was a little depressed, and he didn't get up from the bed until Jin Min went out.Jiang Chuan went to the kitchen to bring her bowls and chopsticks for breakfast, and walked to the living room to see Jiang Xing's fluffy hair tied in Cheng Jing's arms.And Cheng Jing let her hold her, leaned over and whispered something in her ear.

Although I know that Jin Min and Jiang Xing like Cheng Jing very much, the impact of this scene on Jiang Chuan is still not small.Except when he was very young, Jiang Xing never had any close sibling contact with Jiang Chuan.Jiang Chuan walked over to put down the bowls and chopsticks, and stretched out his hand to squeeze Jiang Xing's hair for a while, until Jiang Xing's face was ferocious, and he turned his head to stare at him angrily.

Jiang Chuan knocked on the table, "Miss, have breakfast first."

Jiang Xing had breakfast, and Jiang Chuan was doing the test paper beside him, and the morning sun illuminated the door curtain.Jiang Xing deliberately threw the cake crumbs onto Jiang Chuan's test paper. Jiang Chuan stared at it, and Jiang Xing looked at each other without showing any weakness.Cheng Jing, who was opposite Jiang Chuan, looked at the two childish ghosts expressionlessly.

When he was in school, Jiang Chuan's strengths were mathematics and physics, followed by chemistry, biology and geography. His scores in Chinese, English and history were astonishingly low.Without Cheng Jing's oppression, Jiang Chuan did two math papers in succession.Although I forgot most of the knowledge points, I slowly recalled some of them after looking at the topic.After finishing, he threw down the pen, stretched his head with his head in his arms, and asked, "What shall we have for lunch?"

It wasn't long after Jiang Xing ate, so he wasn't very hungry.Jiang Chuan has always been good at killing himself. It was almost twelve o'clock, and it was too late to buy groceries, so his eyes fell on Cheng Jing: "Do you want noodles?"

It was as if it was only at this moment that I realized how harmonious this morning was.He was doing the test papers, Cheng Jing was reviewing the TOEFL opposite, and Jiang Xing was quietly drawing in the next bedroom.The sun is shining outside the door, and the sound of cars and people is separated by the curtain.Jiang Chuan found himself having the urge to kiss Cheng Jing.

He silently looked away and coughed nonchalantly.

After saying those words without thinking yesterday, Jiang Chuan also tossed and turned for a while.In terms of intimacy, Cheng Jing should be on Jin Min's side, while Jiang Chuan and Nan Xichi are one.But Jiang Chuan and Nan Xichi never mentioned those thoughts.

Nan Xichi was like that, if he noticed it, he would care about it, if he didn't notice it, he would be an imposing walking dead.When Jiang Chuan asked him to say something, he listened to what he should listen to, and he would not raise opinions, let alone object.Sometimes Jiang Chuan complained about him. Although he was three years older than himself, he couldn't see the advantage of his age at all. His goal in life was to eat and wait to die.

The reason why Jiang Chuan was tossed and turned was not why he said those words to Cheng Jing, but whether Cheng Jing would tell Jin Min those words.Jiang Chuan knew that he was outrageous in the eyes of others, and those words were even more incriminating evidence.But he is doomed not to be Anshun like most of his peers, and he should follow the requirements of the society step by step.

If it weren't for those eight months, he might really have been patient until the end of the college entrance examination, and a good result in the exam would make Jin Min blow his life.But not anymore.The biggest shock to him during those eight months was seeing the confusion and helplessness of too many peers.He just attempted to kill impulsively, and more people took drugs and gambled... What they faced after they came out was the more real "social phobia".

Time and life are so precious, once gone and never looked back, who else will cherish it if he doesn't cherish it.

Jiang Chuan was a little annoyed, and impulsively said it to Cheng Jing.When Cheng Jing stayed with Jin Min in the morning, Jiang Chuan's whole heart was in a state of anxiety.However, Cheng Jing didn't say anything, just asked Jin Min what he had for breakfast as usual.

Every time a misunderstanding was resolved, Jiang Chuan felt that Cheng Jing was more interesting.

The next day was Monday, and Jiang Chuan obediently went to school with Cheng Jing.

Cheng Jing lives alone, but her work and rest are very regular. Regardless of holidays, she gets up early every day, and goes out to say hello to the neighbors in Xitangkou.People in the old community are the most addicted to this. Sometimes Jiang Chuan can vaguely hear someone yelling loudly when he is lying on the bed, calling his children to hurry up and learn more from Cheng Jing.Jiang Chuan couldn't help laughing in his heart, how much hatred this has caused Cheng Jing.

However, Cheng Jing is also very popular in school.

Jiang Chuan didn't deliberately inquire about Cheng Jing's origin, but there is no secret about living in Xitangkou, at least three generations of ancestors can dig it out.Cheng Jing's background is unique in such an ordinary public school as Xitangkou No. [-] Middle School. The school leaders also took good care of him and gave him a special position as a discipline committee.Especially when it came to this, Cheng Jing was not isolated by her classmates.

Cheng Jing has almost completed the formalities for returning to school, and Jiang Chuan only needs to go to confirm and sign.The homeroom teacher was quite a friendly person. He had also taught Jiang Chuan before, and he would nagging at each other when they met, and told Jiang Chuan to improve his grades quickly.

Jiang Chuan knew it was a good intention, but he was a little impatient, and put his hands behind his back, pinching the knuckles of his fingers.Cheng Jing glanced at him from the side, and interrupted the class teacher's nagging at the right time: "Teacher, I will be on duty on Monday today, so let's take Jiang Chuan to pick up the textbooks before ringing the bell."

He handed over a few test papers that Jiang Chuan had done before. The first one was a math paper with a decent score. "Jiang Chuan did this at home, and he didn't forget much of the knowledge points."

The people from the Academic Affairs Office haven't come to work yet, but Cheng Jing sorted out the textbooks for the second year of high school and piled them up in the duty room a few days ago.At this moment, all the brains were thrown to Jiang Chuan, and it happened that the preparatory bell for the morning reading class rang, Cheng Jing stood up straight and patted the ashes on his hands, and said: "You know where the classroom is, I will go to duty first. "

He took out the badge from the side pocket of his schoolbag and hung it up, then walked towards the school gate without looking back.

When the preparatory bell for morning reading rang, at the gate of Xitangkou No. [-] Middle School, the loose students suddenly flocked towards the teaching building not far away like a school of frightened fish.Almost all of them were wearing gray, blue and white school uniforms, and their figures were crowded.But Cheng Jing was not overwhelmed. Jiang Chuan saw that his back was always in sight, unhurried and unhurried, with a rhythm of its own, like a small fish strolling calmly in the torrent.

Jiang Chuan held a stack of books like holding his own heart, feeling inexplicable.Somebody yelled, "Wang Yi is still waiting for pancakes at the intersection, Cheng Jing arrests him".Jiang Chuan looked over and saw Cheng Jing turned his head towards the source of the voice, and several boys were running and shoving.Jiang Chuan smiled when he saw Cheng Jing, a very light smile, which was blurred by the morning sun and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Jiang Chuan watched from a distance as Cheng Jing entered the duty booth next to the school gate, leaned against the wall and put a dozen books in his hand on the steps, and then took out his mobile phone to send a text message to Cheng Jing: I seem to have committed a social crime.

He looked up again and saw Cheng Jing coming out of the duty booth, so his eyes curved and he pulled the corners of his mouth, his dimples were clear.

Cheng Jing walked a little fast this time, came over to pick up the textbooks on the steps, and urged: "You stay with me first, and we will go back to the classroom together after duty."

In the corner of the duty box stood a well-wiped old desktop electric fan. In front of the window facing the school gate was an old-fashioned old desk. A layer of yellow paint on the surface had peeled off in sevens and eights, and the burrs were curled up. stand up.Cheng Jing dug out a stack of A4 papers for drafts from her schoolbag, twisted a few sheets and spread them on the table and chairs.

Jiang Chuan was not that particular. He stretched out his toes to draw a plastic stool from under the table, and sat down.Cheng Jing said: "Monday's morning reading class is Chinese, you...you can just look through these textbooks first, and don't sleep."

He raised his eyes, "I was quite surprised by the test paper you did before. If you go directly to the test like this, it may not be the last one."

"That's right." Jiang Chuan nodded without humility, "You must think that I'm pretty good if you ask me for the lowest level. I haven't been in the top 100 in my grade before."

Cheng Jing: "It's best to be only the tenth grade, or the entrance score of the high school entrance examination."

Jiang Chuan just couldn't talk to Xueba, and Jiang Chuan didn't care: "It's already pretty good. My mother didn't get into high school before, and I always feel very regretful. I can get into No. [-] middle school with such a high score, which is enough for her to brag about. how many years."

Cheng Jing: "She won't be able to play anytime soon."

Jiang Chuan: "If I can make money, she can still blow it."

The official bell for the morning reading has already rung, and the retractable door is slowly closed.Wang Yi held the pancake fruit, panting and lying in front of the window, his eyes were slit by the wind, and he frowned pitifully and begged: "I only need ten seconds to rush to the classroom, don't write my name, Discipline Inspection Commissioner!"

Suddenly seeing Jiang Chuan, his eyes widened instantly: "Ah... ah... Jiang..."

Jiang Chuan picked up a book and threw it over: "Oh, your uncle."

Wang Yi had never been in the same class as Jiang Chuan, but these tough and troublesome boys basically recognized brothers across classes.Wang Yi took the book from his forehead and threw it back on the table, with a look of disbelief and surprise: "Didn't you get fired by Yue Jinsong, why did you come back to class again? What grade are you in—" He glanced at the textbook, " Second year of high school? There is only one month left in the second year of high school, and the tuition is not worth paying."

Jiang Chuan looked at him, "Where is the class? I'm here to be a guard."

Wang Yi's narrowed eyes widened by a millimeter: "Really? Then you will definitely fight with us first, ah no, fight with Yue Jinsong first."

The sword-like scar on Jiang Chuan's right eyelid hangs up slightly, as if about to be unsheathed.Cheng Jing glanced at him, and interjected at the right time: "Ten seconds have passed, if I don't run again, I will remember the name."

Wang Yi hurriedly made a dog-leg posture of kneeling and thanking, and ran away.

Several students rushed over one after another.After the retractable gate was closed, the side door on Cheng Jing's side opened, and the student on duty had to nod to let him through.When these late students saw Cheng Jing, they either begged for mercy and didn't want to remember their names, or they took the initiative to hand in their badges.Cheng Jing wore a watch and glanced at the time. It hadn't been more than 10 minutes since the morning reading class started, and he didn't remember a single name, and put them all in.

In order to show that he really has social fear, Jiang Chuan hardly looked at the window.After a long time, no one was late anymore. He looked at Cheng Jing with his chin in his hand, and said with a smile, "You seem to be punctual, but you can still tolerate others being late."

"There is nothing that cannot be tolerated, and it's not intentional to be late." Cheng Jing spread out a physics exercise book, and reviewed the questions while spinning the pen.

Halfway through the morning reading class, the grade director Yue Jinsong left the school with a big belly.He stood by the side door, as if he was stuck, looking at Cheng Jing with a smile, his rosacea glowing red.

Cheng Jing raised her head, stopped the spinning pen, and said, "Morning, Director."

Jiang Chuan didn't speak, and Yue Jinsong pretended that he didn't exist, smiling until his eyes narrowed into a line—the same small eyes, Jiang Chuan found Wang Yike much more pleasing to his eyes.The wrinkles on Yue Jinsong's face trembled: "Cheng Jing, thank you for your hard work."

Cheng Jing smiled, a very shallow smile floating on the corner of her mouth, her eyes were peaceful.Yue Jinsong seemed to be hungover, leaned to the window with a red nose, wanted to read carefully the physics workbook in front of Cheng Jing, and said: "I heard that I won the first place in the preliminary competition, are you sure to win the first place again in the final? Are you sure?" Does Dad want to..."

Cheng Jing raised her voice: "Is the director going back?"

The flattering was interrupted, but Yue Jinsong's complexion did not change, he was still smiling, and finally fell on Jiang Chuan like a charity.

"Jiang Chuan, you're back."

That kind of Maitreya Buddha's kind look, as if he was not the one who strongly demanded Jiang Chuan's expulsion and stated in front of reporters that he would never tolerate juvenile delinquency.

Jiang Chuan glanced at Cheng Jing, stood up, and said, "Yes, I just completed the formalities for returning to school."

The indoors were originally taller than the outdoors, and Jiang Chuan was even taller. Standing upright like this, with undisguised disdain on his face, he seemed to have a domineering and hostile attitude, which was especially easy to make people feel ashamed and oppressed.Yue Jinsong held his head up, wishing he could push his big belly to the sky, and said with a straight face, "Study hard when you come back, and if you make trouble again, no one will let you go!"

It was as if Jiang Chuan's resumption of school was blocked by his begging.

Yue Jinsong walked away angrily and rambling, Jiang Chuan sat down.The anger and embarrassment from the past surged into his heart at this moment, and it was directly displayed on his face. He curled the corner of his mouth and smiled inexplicably: "He used to throw a teacup on my face, almost blinding my eyes."

Cheng Jing's eyeballs moved, a little surprised: "I thought it was that time you and your father..."

"It was that time on the arm."

After he came out, Jiang Chuan never mentioned the reason for going in, and no one said it to his face.Anyway, everyone knows what happened on the surface, he almost stabbed his own father to death with a knife.Looking at Cheng Jing at this moment, he suddenly felt inexplicably calm.There was no curiosity, pity, or disgust on Cheng Jing's face, he just looked at Jiang Chuan quietly, his eyes were calm, like a cold pool steaming with water.

No one asked why Jiang Chuan stabbed Jiang Guodong, now Cheng Jing asked, "Why did Yue Jinsong hit you with a teacup?"

Jiang Chuan kicked off the table legs, leaned back, pressed against the wall, and smiled indifferently: "Why did Yue Jinsong hit me, would you believe me when I told it?"

Cheng Jing: "I'll believe you if you tell me."

Jiang Chuan was even happier: "You caught the lie I told just now, and I still believe it."

Cheng Jing: "If you can't expose it, it's the truth. If you expose it, it's a lie. If you lie and I find out, I will take revenge."

Jiang Chuan: "Revenge once exposed? How to retaliate?"

Cheng Jing nodded: "One time to expose, one time to get revenge. How you get revenge depends on your mood."

"I said you..." Jiang Chuan suddenly lost confidence when he thought of the English test paper that he was forced to finish with listening comprehension.

Cheng Jing looked at him, "Speak."

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