You do not understand

It all started in the winter when Jiang Xun was in his third year of high school.

Tenth Middle School is located in the city center of S City, next to the central square. It was just after school in the evening. Because there were many students and parents in the narrow alley, it was crowded with people for a while.

"That's Shu Jingyao, let's go, I'll go and greet her."

Such an ordinary sentence floated into Shu Jingyao's ears, but she was taken aback. She clearly knew that walking was the best policy, but her feet immediately seemed to be rooted, and she couldn't move.

"Shu Jingyao, hello."

The person in front of her stood still, seeing Shu Jingyao lowering her head and staring at the toe of her white shoes, suddenly exerted force, pinched her chin and lifted it up violently, Shu Jingyao was forced to look up, her scalp ached.

"I greet you, why do you ignore people?"

"...Hello." Shu Jingyao squinted unnaturally under the glare of the streetlights, and could only see two rows of dense long eyelashes covering her eyes, making it impossible to see his expression clearly.

This look is probably very stupid, because the other party paused and laughed strangely: "Look at you like that."

Several people followed in a half circle, and a boy standing behind that person joked: "Have you ever seen Brother Nan so handsome, you are quite pure!"

Everyone suddenly burst out laughing collectively.

Shu Jingyao's face suddenly turned pale and then red, red and then white again, and she struggled in vain twice: "Ding, Ding Nan, let go first...let's have a good talk."

The leader of the person who grabbed her chin was Ding Nan, but he didn't let go. Instead, he changed from pinching to touching, caressing Shu Jingyao's neck ambiguously, his face moved closer, and his tone was frivolous: "Speak well? You will be good!" speak?"

Shu Jingyao hurriedly broke his hand, and said kindly: "Yes, yes."

Ding Nan let go, still leaning over to stare at her, casting a huge shadow that covered the sun.At this time Shu Jingyao saw his face clearly, there was a long and thin scar under the brow bone, her eyes became sharp because of this scar——

"Can you please give me an accurate word."

Ding Nan's voice was not low, causing a slight ripple on the way home from school.A few people turned their heads sideways, glanced at them, and then hurried away.

Shu Jingyao pursed her lips, hurriedly took two steps back, avoiding his hand, and thought about her words: "I still have to think about it, so I can give you an answer."

"Damn! Don't put on airs, you're making me anxious, I can—"

"Shu Jingyao——!" A male voice came from behind, and Shu Jingyao turned her head subconsciously. It was the math teacher Wang Zheming waving at her, followed by her deskmate, Jiang Xun.

"Tsk, why is there that old thing everywhere, he cares about you so much, is it your old friend?" Ding Nan frowned, and spat on the ground, "You have a crush on him, but not on me?"

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Shu Jingyao retorted weakly, only to notice that he was holding half a cigarette in his hanging left hand, and he put it on again, faint sparks flickered in front of Shu Jingyao——

"Then I'll give you a few more days to think about it. Seriously, if you're rich and beautiful, you deserve me."

"..."

"This is a good thing for you, me, and everyone. Don't find that uncomfortable, or next time in front of that old thing, I will make you happy?"

After speaking, Ding Nan turned around and walked into the crowd after school with the half circle of people. The team, which was quite impressive just now, was submerged and disappeared in just a dozen seconds.

"Shu Jingyao, who are those people just now, why do they look like they are from the society?" When Shu Jingyao was in a daze, Wang Zheming had already walked up to her.

Wang Zheming is her math teacher and class teacher. He is 42 years old, has a solid beer belly, and always smiles.

Shu Jingyao shook her head and did not speak.

He stretched out his hand and wanted to pat her on the shoulder: "If you have any questions, you should tell the teacher. The teacher may be able to help you a little."

As a result, Shu Jingyao took two quick steps, dodged without a trace, and ran away.

Wang Zheming didn't take the picture, he was a little embarrassed, and shouted behind her: "Go with other students after school, don't leave alone, or ask your parents to pick you up."

Shu Jingyao ran fast, and when she lost her voice, she also disappeared at the intersection, leaving only Wang Zheming and Jiang Xun, and the atmosphere returned to unusually quiet.

Jiang Xun suddenly said: "That's Ding Nan, a senior in high school, but he's not wearing a school uniform, so the school can't control him."

Ding Nan's father, Ding Haoyi, often appeared in the local news, and there was no one in S City who he didn't know.

Maybe he didn't expect him to say that, maybe he heard Ding Nan's name, Wang Zheming rubbed his hands that were red with cold, and laughed dryly twice, showing that he lacked confidence: "...a mere Ding Nan, the school How can we not control it, we are not as incompetent as you imagine."

Jiang Xun paused, but said nothing.

Wang Zheming turned to look at him, still smiling awkwardly: "I've heard of Ding Nan, she's also a senior in high school, right? Which class is he in? I should know their head teacher. I'll go talk to their head teacher."

Jiang Xun still didn't answer. The two walked to the intersection in silence. He pointed in one direction and said, "Mr. Wang, my home is over there."

Wang Mingzhe nodded: "Jiang Xun, you are Shu Jingyao's deskmate. If she has any problems with Ding Nan, please persuade her to tell me quickly. I will help her solve any problems."

Jiang Xun also nodded, staring at the slanted shadows of the two people on the ground: "I see, thank you Teacher Wang."

The tenth middle school where Jiang Xun is located is one of the key high schools in S city. The quality of education is good, and the enrollment rate is relatively high.Every year, the school recruits a group of exceptional students, and this has become a battlefield where parents of students compete for power and money.

Passing by McDonald's, there was an advertisement for a free set meal cheese cat was posted there, Jiang Xun stared at it for a while, thought for a while, and went in and ordered a set meal to take away.

It was seven in the evening when I got home. Aunt Zhang was sitting on the sofa watching TV when she heard Jiang Xun's voice and hurried to the entrance: "Why is it half an hour later than usual today?"

"I went to buy a McDonald's." Jiang Xun squatted at the door to change his shoes.

Aunt Zhang took the paper bag casually: "It's so cold outside, it won't be cold, I'll warm it up for you."

Jiang Xun nodded and asked, "Where's my dad?"

"Your father went to a social event, so he said he won't come back for dinner." Aunt Zhang walked towards the kitchen with a paper bag, her voice gradually getting quieter.

Jiang Xun touched his lips: "Is it true? Or did you go to Zhao Jiali?"

"...What did you say? The voice was too low, I didn't hear it."

"It's nothing."

The words just now were light and fluffy, and soon disappeared.

Aunt Zhang's loud voice came from the kitchen again: "I made you your favorite beef and stewed potatoes, and hot fish soup, it's not nutritious to eat alone."

"Okay." Jiang Xun's voice also raised a little.

"Then go wash your hands."

"understood."

After he washed his hands, he walked to the dining table. Aunt Zhang had already heated up everything, and there were plates and cartons on the dining table, which was quite spectacular.

"Why did you remember to eat McDonald's? If your dad knows that I let you eat these junk foods, he should blame me." Even so, she pushed all the burgers and French fries closer to Jiang Xun.

Jiang Xun picked up the hamburger silently, stared at the TV, and chewed mechanically.

The weather in late November is relatively cold, and the streets are full of people wearing coats.

The midterm exam has just ended, so it is reasonable to be able to relax a little bit, but the senior three students are already used to various monthly exams, reviewing in the cracks of the exam all day long, not daring to try to relax, the atmosphere is still dull and tense.

The first two periods of the day were Chinese class. As soon as the Chinese teacher left, everyone finally got rid of the drowsy state and talked about various gossips with great interest.Jiang Xun put the math book back into his schoolbag, took out the English simulation paper for the next class, and casually worked on the test questions that followed.

Shu Jingyao lay prone on the table, buried her face in her arms, not sure if she was asleep or awake.

Jiang Xun glanced at her calmly, and found that her wrist wrapped around his arm was exposed, as thin as a branch.

He was in a daze when Zhou Hang in front of him suddenly turned around and said with great interest, "I saw Ding Nan's father again on TV last night. He is so famous. No wonder Ding Nan is so majestic in school, even the school uniform Don't wear it."

Deng Yilin in front also turned around: "What are you talking about, if the local news doesn't report his father, who else can report it? Ding Nan came to school to give our Principal Li face, and you still treat it as you. If you don't come for a long time, Lao Wang will Hang up your dad's phone?"

Ding Nan is a well-known delinquent in Class [-], with so many absentee records that he can only look up to him, but they are in Class [-], and they have nothing to do with eight poles, and they haven't even had a few face-to-face fights.

I don't know if it was Jiang Xun's illusion, he felt Shu Jingyao moved slightly, but she still didn't look up.

Thinking of the scene yesterday, Jiang Xun silently put down his pen.

Deng Yilin propped his elbows in front of Jiang Xun's desk, and seemed to be quite emotional: "Recently he seems to come to school often, and he can always be seen on the basketball court. The last time he came to school so frequently was when he was chasing Ke Yijun from the second class. .”

Zhou Hang became excited: "I know Ke Yijun. Although she has a bad reputation, she is also a hot girl. She often starts changing clothes and hairstyles after entering the school. It is definitely a beautiful scenery in the second class."

"Spicy, of course. She's definitely not a girl from a good family. The people who play together are all gangsters. I heard that they are playing now? I saw her in the electronic city diagonally opposite our school the other day, and she picked up a guy I didn't know. I don't know how Ding Nan felt when he saw it."

Zhou Hang clicked his tongue: "Then what kind of mood can there be? Ke Yijun is not a serious person. To put it bluntly, it is a broken shoe, which is similar to losing a pair of shoes. Ding Nan must have taken a fancy to someone else again. "

Eager to speak, he knocked on Shu Jingyao's table next door: "What do you think, Shu Jingyao."

Shu Jingyao had no choice but to raise her head from her arms, and said bluntly: "I don't know, I don't understand."

Seeing that she, who was still outgoing, didn't answer the conversation, Zhou Hang could only shrug his shoulders and spread his hands, made a speechless gesture, and changed the topic to another place.

Shu Jingyao's personality is usually not particularly quiet, but she has been unusually silent recently.

In the English class in the afternoon, the English teacher stood in the classroom and gave a special lecture. Jiang Xun was taking notes, but he missed a point. He wanted to copy Shu Jingyao's, but found that she was staring at the notebook in a daze, and the notebook was blank.

And she still sat there after class, Jiang Xun guessed that she had completely forgotten about Wang Zheming asking her to go to the office to hold the math papers, so he knocked on her desk: "Didn't Lao Wang ask you to hold the papers and The revised exercise book?"

Shu Jingyao just woke up from a dream, hurriedly stood up, very embarrassed: "I forgot."

She is the representative of the mathematics class, and she is more serious and responsible than Jiang Xun, the school committee. Jiang Xun looked at her and said, "Then I will go with you to hug her, and you may not be able to hug her."

"Thank you...thank you." Shu Jingyao felt that her throat was burning too, and she couldn't speak properly, so she nodded.

The mathematics office is on the south side of the sixth floor, far away from the third grade. Because the next class is self-study, they will definitely be late anyway. The two of them slowed down at the same time, enjoying a moment of leisure.

Shu Jingyao walked on Jiang Xun's left side, following him step by step, and passed the bustling third and fourth floors in silence.

Jiang Xun looked at her side face, stopped playing back and forth in his pocket, and took out something: "Hey, here you are."

"Ah?" Shu Jingyao turned her head and looked at him strangely.

Jiang Xun stretched out his hand as nonchalantly as possible, and took out the warm cheese cat doll that was held: "This is for you."

Shu Jingyao stopped, her expression rippled: "How do you know I want this?"

Jiang Xun stuffed it into her hand: "No, it's just a coincidence. I just got it from McDonald's that day. It's just as good as you like."

Shu Jingyao held the cheese cat, and finally had a smile on her face: "Then I'm lucky, thank you."

"Nothing—" Before the word "what" could be said, a figure suddenly appeared from the corner of the fifth floor.

Meeting each other on a narrow road, Shu Jingyao's expression turned ugly when she saw that face clearly——

It's Ding Nan.