Do not touch without permission

The class meeting at the beginning of the term is always unavoidable. There is always a self-introduction. Yang Xi and Song Yuan had such a big incident during the military training. The whole grade, no, the whole school knows about them.Every day between classes, a bunch of girls would come to the window to witness the heroic demeanor of Jiangwai's school bully.

It's just that Yang Xi and I didn't notice before that Jiangwai Xiaoba was sitting in the first group, next to his aisle.The man stroked his head as soon as he stretched out his hand, and said with a sinking face: "It's really comfortable! Little monk, you will often shave your head in the future, I feel comfortable."

Yang Xi, I often feel drowsy in class, with a pen in one hand and a page of paper in the other, I can fall asleep with my head down.As a result, Song Yuan deliberately poked his thigh with a pen every time, which made Yang Xiwo feel in a trance.

The head teacher held the first theme class meeting. After the whole class got to know each other, they found out that the male and female matches were not appropriate.The only one with a man and a woman sitting together is the goddess Gu Xing and Yang Xiwo.If it weren't for Yang Xi's good grades and the fact that everyone thought it was impossible for a goddess to like such a short boy, Yang Xi would have been beaten up by all the boys in the class.

One day after school, Yang Xiwo went to the office to ask Gao Zhenping to change seats, but Gao Zhenping refused.At that time, there were too many people behind on the first day, so he chose the first few pictures that were empty.He fell asleep and didn't know to change seats, thinking he would change again.Now sitting in the middle of the classroom with so many people coming and going, if he meets him, he will have to take medicine for many days.

"Teacher, the school stipulates that men and women cannot sit at the same table."

"What era is this? You are more pedantic than the teacher. The ratio of male to female in the class is unbalanced. If you are separated, Gu Xing will be left alone."

"I don't want to be at the same table, it will affect my study."

Gao Zhenping sneered and said, "But today you have been sleeping all day, and the teachers of all subjects said that the boy with the shaved head in the class has been sleeping. Your grades are good, but don't be proud. Study hard with Gu Xing, she is serious of."

"Teacher, I have skin disease!" Yang Xiwo stretched out her tender white hand and put it in front of Gao Zhenping, and said coldly, "Teacher, stretch out a finger to touch it."

In the end, he changed tables with a thin itch and moved to the last table in the last group.In elementary school and junior high school, he always came here like this, sitting alone, hiding in the corner quietly, never playing with anyone.He is used to not having friends, and he doesn't like such hypocritical things.

When I was young, every time I looked at the boys and girls fighting in the back of the classroom, they laughed happily and were in harmony.Before, he was very envious.There is no envy now, but the older I get, the more I feel that this kind of classmate relationship is not worth mentioning at all.

When he came over the next day, Song Yuan watched his passers-by move away, and when he looked back, he froze on the little monk in the last picture of the last group.He slandered in his heart: "Is this because you disliked me and moved away? Tsk, ignore people and ignore others, and I don't care about you... bald donkey..."

Gu Xing also looked back at Yang Xiwo, facing the question of Zhong Yu, the king of gossip in the class: "Why did he move away?" The goddess shrugged, not knowing how to respond, thinking that I offended him?

The Chinese teacher is a gentle teacher Xu Juan in her 40s. She spoke "Qinyuanchun·Snow" softly, from the background of the author to the background of the poem, and then to the rhythm and imagery of the poem, vividly.But when he saw Yang Xiwo who was dozing off right behind him, he immediately felt displeased.

Teacher Xu Juan said softly: "Yang Xi, am I right? Stand up, and stand when you are sleepy in class. Hey, you are so cute, why don't you listen to class? Seeing you, I think of the little girl in Wang Zengqi's "Being Precepted". Akiko, smart and cute. Young man, a bit energetic. I slept in the last class, why do you always sleep? Did you stay up late at night?"

The whole class stared at Yang Xiwo who stood up and was still drowsy.It was the first time he had been called to stand.As a result, in every subsequent class, every teacher asked him to stand, because he began to doze off as soon as he sat down.

It may be that he has taken too much allergy medicine since he was a child, and he is prone to sleepiness and fatigue.He went to bed on time at 10:30 in the evening, but woke up naturally at 05:30 in the morning.He just gets up and jumps rope, runs, and stretches.During the military training, he stood last and was bullied by Song Yuan because of his height. He needed to fight back.

Song Yuan secretly searched Wang Zengqi's "Being Ordained" in English class, and carefully read the storyline in it. It tells the story of the young monk Ming Hai's poor family becoming a monk and Xiaoyingzi getting along with ignorant love.Four years later, Ming Hai was ordained to be the abbot in the future.At the end of the story, Xiao Yingzi asked Ming Hai: "I will be your wife, do you want it?" Ming Hai said loudly: "Yes!"

Song Yuan's grades have always been poor, so he forced himself to finish reading the story, shaking his head more and more: "No, no, no, I am a little monk with a bad temper, and I am also cold and angry, which is not the same thing at all."

English teacher Wu Zhenzhen said: "Song Yuan stood up and played with her mobile phone in class? Take the mobile phone and stand behind. Okay, I will continue reading..."

Song Yuan stood obediently behind, and Yang Xiwo, who was also standing there, suddenly looked at each other, and Yang Xiwo immediately turned his head away.Song Yuan leaned against the wall, stared at the bald head, with a disdainful expression, and muttered: "Hmph, let's see if I won't beat you up after class."

English teacher Wu Zhenzhen yelled at Song Yuan behind the classroom: "What are you doing with such a displeased expression? Come to the office after class."

Song Yuan stared blankly at the furious English teacher, lowered his head helplessly, and looked at the sunlight outside the door.

Holding a thermos, Gao Zhenping watched gossipingly at the two boys who were scolded by the English teacher, walked up to Wu Zhenzhen, and listened to how they were being scolded, as if he was a melon eater and none of his business.

"One is sleeping in class and the other is playing with the phone. I don't want to scold you! It's only the second day of school, especially you, Yang Xi, and me. Don't be proud of your good grades. You are a good seedling. Don't disappoint your family's expectations. Did you stay up late at night? Head teacher...you call the parent and supervise him to go to bed early."

Gao Zhenping shook his head and said, "That's right, his parents said that he went to bed around ten o'clock. Maybe the child is developing and needs sleep. Let him sleep."

"Gao Zhenping, you are pampering him, you will kill him. I need to speak to the director."

Gao Zhenping hurriedly said: "No, no, let me talk about him."

Song Yuan patted Yang Xiwo's head habitually, and teased, "Are you a pig? You sleep so long every day?"

Yang Xi I slapped his hand off, pinched it angrily, and said in a low voice, "Get lost!"

"You're not much better? Playing with your phone in class? Did I ask you to look up the information? Didn't your grades go well in class? Do you dare to do it next time?" Wu Zhenzhen said angrily.

"Teacher, I will try my best next time..."

"Huh? Do you still want a mobile phone? Try your best?"

Song Yuan suppressed a smile and said, "I definitely don't dare..." Song Yuan got the phone, patted Yang Xiwo on the head, and said, "I'm gone, you'll be criticized slowly."

Gao Zhenping summoned Yang Xiwo and asked puzzledly, "Don't you have skin allergies? Why is it okay for Song Yuan to touch you?"

Yang Xi said awkwardly, "Uh... I don't know either."

"If it's okay for him to touch you, then you can sit with him. He is chattering, and you are so quiet and sleepy. Learning and complementing your personality is very good. And he is always talking to the front, back, left, and right. Apart from studying, he does everything. gone."

"But..." Yang Xi didn't finish saying "yes", Gao Zhenping continued: "But what? He likes you so much, you can supervise him in his studies. He is very smart, but he doesn't like to study. If you have someone to take care of you in the first year of high school, he will not mess around in the next three years. And it’s rare that you have someone you can contact, you must be happy in your heart, right? You can’t refuse, and if you refuse, I will put you in the middle.”

When Song Yuan was asked by Gao Zhenping to move to sit with Yang Xiwo, he looked at Yang Xiwo in surprise, wondering if this guy begged the teacher to sit at the same table with him after class?

The sample, it turns out that I like the uncle.Don't worry, I will cover you in the future and promise to love you.

Thinking of this, Song Yuan instantly felt refreshed, and he walked with a handsome and unrestrained typhoon.

Zhu Jun grabbed Song Yuan and said reluctantly: "No, I have to sit alone in the future? What about playing games?"

Gao Zhenping hit Zhu Jun's hand with a triangular ruler, and said with a sneer, "It's just to let you solo, kid, grow up independently. From now on, you'll be sitting alone, and you still want to play with your phone."

Zhu Jun raised his hand upright and said, "Handsome Mr. Gao, I want to sit with Kan Long."

"You think so?" Gao Zhenping put the ruler on and snorted coldly, "You think it's beautiful."

Song Yuan sat miraculously, supporting his head with one hand, turned his head and looked at Yang Xiwo with a white and tender face with a smile on his face, which made Yang Xiwo's whole body go numb and goose bumps floated up.

Yang Xiwo stared at Song Yuan in displeasure, and cursed in a cold voice: "Nervous, what are you doing?"

The corners of Song Yuan's mouth raised slightly, and he said softly, "You can watch it if you want, you are called to stand up every class, afraid of others watching?"

"Listen to the class!"

"Then why don't you attend class?"

"I can!"

"I do not understand!"

The old father often came back from work until very late, so he ate dinner outside.When he was in junior high school, he just bought something to eat or made it himself.But now there is a cafeteria in high school, he eats in the school cafeteria at night before going back, and the meal fee is free.

I went there to eat at [-]:[-] on the first day. Although there were not many people and dishes, it was just right.Yang Xi, I stayed in the classroom to finish my homework. There will always be some dormitory students left in the class, so it is a bit noisy.

Song Yuan left the school card that left the school in the classroom, and when he came back sweating after playing basketball, he saw Yang Xi and I was listening to a song and doing my homework.Song Yuan quietly walked beside Yang Xiwo, covered his eyes, and spoke in a high-pitched voice: "Guess who I am?"

Yang Xiwo yelled out in fright, and stood up panting.Song Yuan calmed down when he saw it, and he was still terrified but angry.Recalling that when elementary school students were ignorant, there was a boy who covered his eyes like this. As a result, the skin around the eyes became itchy and swollen for a month.

Seeing that he was muffled and angry, Song Yuan completely ignored himself and packed his things indifferently.Song Yuan hurriedly coaxed: "Did it scare you? You are too timid. It just so happens that I want to go too, let's go together. We are all sleeping out, so I invite you to dinner."

Yang Xiwo packed his things indifferently, and walked straight out the door, but was about to bump into Kan Long who was about to look for Song Yuan. Yang Xiwo hurriedly took a step back in horror, and almost bumped into someone else.

Kan Long said in a loud voice, "Do I stink? How can I be like a plague god?"

Seeing Yang Xi, I rushed out, Song Yuan patted Kan Long on the forehead, and said mockingly: "You and Lao Zhu have a good time eating your inner canteen."

Kan Long said angrily: "I'm going, you're going to abandon me and Lao Zhu? Don't, eat it with rice, isn't it delicious? Forget it, I'll go over the wall with Lao Zhu to eat, hmph..."

Song Yuan quickly followed Yang Xiwo, put his hand on Yang Xiwo's shoulder, and said, "I'm treating you, what do you want to eat?"

"canteen!"

"Huh? There's nothing delicious in the cafeteria, so you don't want to squeeze it out and get revenge on me? I've made you angry."

Yang Xiwo stopped suddenly, trying to calm down his restless mood.He has been in a state of lingering fear, so he could only whisper: "In the future, can you stop scaring me?"

Song Yuan put his hand on his shoulder and said with a smile, "Okay, I know you're timid, walk around, I'll treat you to eat, and you just squeeze me."

The little monk is quite coaxing.

Yang Xi I slapped his hand off, and said disgustedly: "Sweat smells, the meal is free, eat in the cafeteria."

Song Yuan twisted his waist, pressed the knuckles of his fingers, clenched his fists, stared at Yang Xiwo with cold eyes, and said in a low voice: "Then I will use force." Yang Xiwo added, "This is called toasting and not eating fine wine! A twisted melon must be sweet even if it is not sweet..."

In a small restaurant on the commercial street outside the school, Song Yuan ordered a dozen small dishes, but Yang Xiwo cut them into four dishes in the end, and reprimanded him in a low voice, "You can't finish it, it's a waste."

"Isn't this a treat for you? Be sincere. I still don't think this small restaurant is good. You have to come to eat. And I'm afraid you won't have enough to eat. Are you still growing..." Song Yuan watched the dishes he ordered, The taste is relatively bland, and there are eggs in both dishes.

Yang Xi stared at the unrestrained Song Yuan with furious eyes, and said in a cold voice, "Besides, you can eat by yourself."

"Don't tell the truth, little monk, listen to my brother and do more exercise. Last time you took a bath in the military training, I saw that you didn't exercise, and your stomach is soft. If you don't exercise, you won't grow taller. My brother has experience!"

"To shut up!"

"There is an idiom that describes a person who is young but has an old mentality. What is it called?"

Yang Xi, I could hear him pointing at Sang and scolding Huai, saying that he was young and mature.Just as she was about to scold him, when the proprietress delivered the bowl, she tripped on the ground and rubbed against his short-sleeved arm.Yang Xi Wo helped her up subconsciously, and let her go hastily.

His palms and arms began to itch. He scratched his palms under the table irritably, and the itch on his arms began to flood.He moved the stool to the side of the table wall, away from the outside.Sure enough, don't come out for a stroll in summer.

Song Yuan stared at Yang Xi and I kept scratching my arm, and soon red spots appeared on my arm.The erythema is clearly visible on the fair and clear arms.Song Yuan was puzzled and asked, "Why is it itching all of a sudden? Is it an allergy? Go, I'll take you to the doctor."

"Need not."

"What are you allergic to? Think back."

"Uh..." Yang Xi scratched his palms and shook his head.

"Hey, looking at you like this, I guess you don't know, just wait." After saying that, he ran out quickly. He took out an ointment from it, and said in a low voice, "I'll apply it on you..."

Yang Xihe was hesitant, the red hands under the table were too eye-catching, he was thinking whether to take it or not.

Song Yuan grabbed his hand, and found that the palm was so red as to bleed, and dense red dots appeared on the tender white fingers.Song Yuan saw that it was so serious, and scolded: "Fuck, is this a black-hearted shop? It made you allergic? I'll go to the boss..."

"No, after eating, apply it after eating."

"Why don't you apply ointment and I'll feed you?"

"Fuck off..."

The two were sitting on a bench in the commercial street, and the warm summer wind was blowing, making them hot.Song Yuan held his increasingly red hands, slowly applied the ointment, picked up the loratadine tablet, felt a trickle at the tip of his heart, and asked with concern, "Do you want to take a pill?"

I used to take allergy medicine, and it recovered quickly, but the side effects were particularly severe, such as drowsiness, fatigue, dizziness, and dry mouth.I used to be drowsy, but it got worse after eating.

Forget it, don't go to school tomorrow, just lie down at home.