I still don't want to go to school today

He bent down and turned his head to see the peaches on the bed.There are still dots of water droplets hanging on the pink peel, as if it has just been washed.

Why are there still peaches in this season?He was puzzled.

Then he felt the side of his face being touched by something cold and wet.

"No...no, don't...cry..."

"I didn't." He said subconsciously.

So she couldn't actually hear it.He looked at the recording interface, and found that he just forgot to click start.

Fu Luojia sat on the companion bed in the ward and ate a whole peach.At that time, I could just see the red bright spots on the building outside the window flickering slowly and frequently, which was abnormally neat.

He asked the nurse next to him what it was.

"That... that is the signal light to prevent the plane from crashing into it."

This scene was not particularly shocking at first, but now that he was sitting in the classroom, he seemed to be able to see those aviation obstruction lights in the night—there were no tall buildings in the county town, and there was nothingness around the lit lights.

Dad said something to Teacher Ye in the corridor.

"Fu Luojia, come here."

It was only after the second urging that he retracted his gaze, threw the zippered Connie Rabbit's schoolbag over his shoulder, pulled away the chair and walked out.

……

The school is getting more and more aggressive in grabbing the limelight of dating.No one expected that what was supposed to be just lip service, with no real action at all, would end up like this - a couple of couples lined up outside the grade office, and their limbs entangled like conjoined bodies before entering Baby, came out with neither pair nor a whole.

Beatings, scolding and screaming were not uncommon.

Fu Luojia often went in and out, and it was not difficult to see the middle-aged man dragging the girl's long hair out - the words and sentences they used when they abused each other often made it difficult for him to believe that there was a relationship between the two.

There is also an unfamiliar woman in the office. The name tag on the table says the vice principal, who is close to Teacher Ye.

"The box I bought is all gone," said the headmistress. "The effect is still possible."

——It was only later that he realized that she gave out pregnancy test strips to every girl who came in.

Teacher Ye smiled and lowered his head to draw circles in his exercise book. There were two ranking lists at hand.

He glanced at it and recognized one of them—his own name near the top.

The other part is strange no matter how you look at it, whether it is a person's name or a number.A column near the middle, about a dozen or so, is highlighted with a red pen.

He looked at it for a while before realizing that it was the grade list for liberal arts.

Teacher Ye suddenly raised his head.

"What are you looking at—oh, this." She picked up both ranking lists, "If you want to see it, take it."

The one deliberately drawn was indeed Xu Zhibian.

Chinese 121, Mathematics 98, English 129, Comprehensive Literature 188.

He had no idea about liberal arts grades, he could only see that Xu Zhibian's Chinese and English were not too bad.But Mr. Ye didn't give him time to think carefully: "The total score is 536, which is beyond my expectation. Do you know what lines are drawn in this set of papers, and what are the numbers?"

here we go again.He said, I don't know.

"The key line is the 211 line, which is 578, which is far behind; the first line is 529, which is only seven points lower than his score. If this is the college entrance examination, he can read an ordinary one at most."

"He's still a liberal arts student. He can't even get a few well-known finance and economics majors in the province, let alone those top-persons, that's how they are distinguished. I won't tell you now , the society will tell you in the future, the role of academic qualifications can never be replaced by money—”

"I know what you mean." He put the form down.

"Friends have to have trade-offs. Only those who can help each other and make progress together can be called friends." She pushed her glasses, "We don't want you to keep in touch with him, and this is also out of this consideration. Of course, if you really don't agree... "

"I don't agree." He replied quickly.

"The more you talk, the less he will listen." The female principal answered. "There are some reasons for him to think for himself. This is the case at this age. They must do the opposite of what the adults say."

Xu Zhibian actually didn't turn against them.He backed down early, leaving his additions home.

Fu Luojia only came back on Monday morning, skipped a morning reading and three classes to find him, and finally took a taxi to Xu Zhijian to live there.When he knocked on the door, he was still wondering what he would do if Xu Zhibian really didn't want to continue.

He was ashamed of the first thought that popped up - the end.

In short, he thought about everything, but he didn't expect to see Xu Zhibian's mother when he opened the door.

The suspicious gaze of the strange woman with exaggerated makeup and a gorgeous face like a movie star made him blush and turned to run away.

"Wait, baby," she raised her hand to support the door frame, bent one leg and nodded on the ground. "Are you here to find Xiao Min? He's on the balcony."

Fu Luojia felt that he understood the reason why Xu Zhibian's parents rarely appeared in the county - they were not ordinary people at all.After finally digesting the visual impact given by Xu Zhilian's mother, he saw a man with wild long hair, whose clothes did not conform to the characteristics of any mortal profession.

"Hi, welcome." The man waved him and asked the woman, "Are you ready?"

The lady laughed loudly, put her arms around his neck and kissed him on the face, "I just need you to say go—"

The man reached out his other hand to the crook of the lady's knee, and hugged her in front of Fu Luojia.Fu Luojia watched them turn around in a circle, and then drifted away lightly like a small boat——

The lady blew him a kiss before the gate closed. "See you next time!"

He couldn't come back to God for a long time.

"That's how they are...like the wind, they leave after blowing. Do you mind?" Xu Zhijian entered the living room.

"Why would you mind..." He hurriedly explained, "They are fine."

It was indeed like the wind, the kind that came from a foreign tropical rainforest—his original emotions were shifted after it blew, but the smell was not right after returning.Xu Zhijian smiled at him again, and he completely forgot why he came here.

Xu Zhibian asked him if he felt uncomfortable again, he shook his head and said no.In fact, he began to feel really uncomfortable after hearing this sentence.

"I didn't..." But it was true that he always went to Xu Zhijian when he was feeling uncomfortable.

If you want to leave one day, you must tell me before you leave.He wanted to say so.I'm scared.

"It's good that you don't hate the two of them," Xu Zhibian stood up suddenly, "I wanted to show you their photos a long time ago."

He took out a thick cowhide photo album from the bedroom and spread it on the coffee table, quickly flipping through dozens of pages.

Fu Luojia naturally couldn't see anything clearly.Xu Zhibian finally stopped on a certain page, as if he only wanted him to see this from the beginning.

I can't tell how old the photo is, but the background is very familiar. There is a distorted Buddha statue in a dilapidated Buddhist hall, and there are three strands of fine incense in the censer.A man and a woman sit cross-legged on a futon with their backs facing the camera. The woman is slender and slim, while the man has broad shoulders and straight back.

Xu Zhibian's eyes were bright, "It's a coincidence, isn't it? It's really wonderful there, and they haven't separated yet."

"While I was sitting here the other day..." He pointed a finger at the futon his mother was sitting on, "I was thinking—"

"What were you thinking at that time?" Xu Zhibian changed the topic.

"..." Thinking about those cats.Actually found it.

"I'm thinking of you." Xu Zhibian said.

Fu Luojia suddenly wanted to hug him and kiss him, but he didn't really want to interrupt Xu Zhijian's gaze.

"You said that I have many 'friends'...you forgot it yourself," Xu Zhibian approached, "I asked you the same thing a few years ago. You said that you don't need them to be friends, just the two of us are fine."

"—Is this wrong?"