I still don't want to go to school today

Fu Luojia looked away after staring at the mirror for no more than three seconds, and put his pose back into place. "……I can not."

Qian Miaojie took a step back, folded her arms and looked at Xu Zhijian.

Poraka stared down at the gap between the wooden floors.

"why?"

"...no why. I just...don't really want to."

"You should have a foundation." Qian Miaojie interjected, "The movements are very effective, you don't need to resist so much."

He scratched his hair. "I……"

Xu Zhibian stood up from his seat. "Then do it again, look at me, okay?"

His raised arm froze: "I'd better look in the mirror..."

Xu Zhijian nodded at Qian Miaojie: "That's fine." He sat back again.

Qian Miaojie's expression, which was as cold as a glacier for thousands of years, seemed to loosen for a moment.

Fu Luojia looked up at the mirror again.

...still weird.

And awkward.

Stiff enough to blink.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, thinking he didn't care about who was inside, just do the movements by himself.

There are not many movements, but he can do it smoothly from beginning to end - he is the kind of person with relatively coordinated limbs, and it is not a big problem to make gestures between singing like this.Occasionally, it is inevitable to look at the person in the mirror, and sometimes there will be the illusion that "the person in the mirror looked away first".

After half an hour, the arms, legs, and feet in the mirror seemed to gradually come to a regular and natural trajectory.

The accompaniment was suddenly stopped.

"Pause."

Fu Luojia was grasping the hem of his clothes with his hands—the mental barrier suddenly became bigger when he stopped this action.

"What's wrong with you—you have a wound on your waist?"

Fu Luojia put down the clothes and covered the crooked Band-Aid on the abdomen. "...No, the old scar."

"scar?"

"Bumped into something...a long time ago, I don't remember exactly. A few stitches."

"...how long ago did you do it?"

Fu Luojia concentrated on recalling for a while.

...but don't seem to remember. "It's been a long time. Probably...elementary school?"

Then he unconsciously looked at Xu Zhijian——for him now, the word "primary school" was naturally associated with Xu Zhijian.

Xu Zhibian looked away and was silent for a while. "...Why cover it up?"

"Because it's ugly." The shape of the scar is funny.

Xu Zhiyan nodded curtly, raised his hand without warning, and turned off the accompaniment again. "...Then let's continue."

……

The school anniversary is on Wednesday, and according to Xu Zhijian's intention, the last rehearsal will take up Tuesday afternoon.

The last class was English. Teacher Ye seemed to have just found out that he had a program. She was quite surprised after he explained the situation.

"Is there really a school anniversary?" She adjusted her glasses, "I just heard someone say yesterday—"

"Yes."

"The night after tomorrow? How long will it take? How many self-study sessions will be delayed?"

Fu Luojia had the nerve to tell her that according to Xu Zhiyan's arrangement, she would basically lose the last class the day after tomorrow afternoon. "……I'm not so sure either."

"What are you performing, recitation? Piano?"

"..."

"Forget it, you go first. I found this paper. You can take it away and do it. Pick a time and give it to me to help you look."

After he came out of the office, Xu Zhijian raised his eyebrows at the paper in his hand. "Are you going to ask for leave?"

"...Theoretically, yes." He picked up the paper and glanced at it, and it turned out to be a self-printed paper from Linshi No. [-] Middle School.Don't know where she got it from.

As usual, the dinner was taken by Xu Zhijian.When it was time for dinner, he said that he still wanted to eat hot pot outside the school. Fu Luojia took advantage of the situation and remembered his long-standing promise of "treating guests", and miraculously offered the invitation under the current awkward mode of getting along.

The clerk led him and Xu Zhijian to a table by the window.

Xu Zhibian looked around before sitting down.

"what happened?"

"Please ask," he smiled at the clerk who was pouring tea. "Are there many people eating here?"

The clerk is young, like a part-time schoolgirl.She didn't seem to dare to look at Xu Zhijian, so she turned her head to Fu Luojia's side. "Ah...it's okay, did you just finish class? It's still early to order hot pot, and there will be more people in half an hour."

Fu Luojia was confused by her, so he also smiled at her.

The clerk was stunned for a moment, and then returned him with a brighter smile. "Then, wait a minute, I'm going to get the menu."

Xu Zhibian propped his chin and looked out the window for a while before turning back, tapping the tabletop with his fingertips in turn. "—Foraka."

His back stiffened for some reason. "……Um?"

"You—want to sit here?" Xu Zhibian stretched out his hand to grab the back of the chair next to him.

"...not too crowded?"

"Do you think it's crowded with me?"

"...No." How dare he.

"Then sit down?"

This kind of dialogue has not appeared once or twice in the past few days.Fu Luojia was a little tired about this, so he walked over and sat down without saying anything.

Xu Zhibian lowered his head and started fiddling with the tableware. "Have you been to this store before?"

"It seems to be... come here."

"How's the waiter?"

"……forget."

"Ah. I thought—you knew her before."

Fu Luojia seemed to realize what he was talking about. "... who do you know?"

The student-like waiter just came over to light the fire with the bottom of the pot, met his eyes and smiled brightly at him.The soup in the pot was full of red, and the ring was swaying in her arms, which made him feel a little worried.

Xu Zhijian coughed before he came back to his senses.

Fu Luojia turned to look at him, "...you are joking."

"This is not a joke." Xu Zhibian suddenly turned serious, "Close your eyes now."

"..."

Xu Zhibian leaned back on the back of the chair, and laughed out loud at the ceiling. "This is a joke, right?"

It took a while for Fu Luojia to speak again. "You've really been..."

"I should have done this a long time ago." Xu Zhibian's hand slid from the back of the chair to his shoulder.He reached out to dial, but his fingers were pinched again. "Don't hide."

Fu Luojia stared at him for a while, broke away from his hand, and slowly leaned back on his shoulder.

"Look. In fact, we should have done this long ago." Xu Zhibian suddenly approached his left ear, "Now you are so obedient because you are afraid of me?"

"But why are you afraid that I still listen to me? Have you ever thought about it?"

Fu Luojia pretended to be calm. "Then, have you ever wondered why I invited you to dinner?"

"why?"

"...It's your favor." He moved away a little, "Of course it's nothing compared to what you helped me before... You can come to me for anything in the future, and I will help you as much as I can."

——This statement is not bad, but it is too big.He couldn't think of anything that Xu Zhijian couldn't do but he could.

But the victory is high-sounding enough.

"You mean, falling in love can be regarded as helping me? Or is it repaying favors?" Xu Zhibian began to point his finger at the table again.

"I didn't talk to you about—"

The waiter came to collect the menu, and he had to lower his voice suddenly: "——Love."

"Then we won't talk. Now give me your hand." Xu Zhiman didn't care whether others could hear him, and didn't lower his volume. "Help me, huh?"

When Fu Luojia stretched out his hand, he didn't dare to look up at the waiter's expression.

"...Don't you want to eat?" What kind of posture is this - sitting in a row and holding hands.

"Shh." Xu Zhijian pressed the back of his hand. "There will be more people later."

"..."

"I don't want to let go, what do you think we will do then?"

"..."

"Hey, someone I know came in."

Fu Luojia's breathing became chaotic: "Who?"

"Let me see. Li Xin."

Now Fu Luojia not only wants to withdraw his hand, but also wants to withdraw himself from this space. "...Don't let him see it."

"He knows, it's okay." Xu Zhibian didn't care.

"What does he know—!!" Fu Luojia's calm emotional shell suddenly cracked. "I beg you, don't let him see—"

Xu Zhijian was stunned for less than half a second, then immediately touched the back of his head, pressing down along the spine one by one. "It's okay—relax—it's okay, don't let him look at it—no one is there now, boy, relax—the paper is in the drawer. Oh, it's not in that one, forget it, I'll do it. Wipe my hands first. "

Fu Luojia felt that he was choked to death by the tears sucked into the nasal tube at that moment.He could barely keep his eyes open, and he grabbed something and rubbed it on his face—it was later verified that it was Xu Zhijian's hand.

After he was able to breathe steadily, he grabbed Xu Zhijian's hand and thought for a moment, then took the paper and wiped it clean finger by finger carefully.

"I'm sorry." He said while coughing, "I really didn't... do it on purpose. It's just... there is a physical problem with the lacrimal gland."

He took the paper to wipe his face, and felt that he couldn't wipe it clean.

Xu Zhibian handed over something white.

Masks.

This time he could see the English font on it clearly.

"They came in, and they didn't see us just now. You take it first." Xu Zhibian hesitated, "But——he should be able to guess you."

Fu Luojia used this mask to cover most of his face, put on the peaked cap that was also provided by Xu Zhibian, and made sure that his own mother could not recognize him, and his attitude immediately became calm. "It's okay... I don't have to admit it."

It's just inconvenient to eat later.

Xu Zhibian seemed to be quite frightened by what he just did, and his attitude was obviously much softer.

He didn't talk much after the food was served.When he took off his mask to eat, he also lowered the brim of his hat very low, and took off his school uniform jacket.

"They're gone." Xu Zhijian reminded softly after an unknown amount of time.

Fu Luojia took off his hat and scratched his head.

"You can wear this for a while longer." Xu Zhibian gave him the mask.

"?"

"I still want to take my boyfriend for a walk on the street."

"...Who is the boyfriend?"

"It's the one wearing this mask."