Dig a spoonful of heart meat

Zou Ze's house happened to be on the edge of the community, and Zou Shao's room faced the road. At night, there were still lights from cars and street lights, making his head bald.He shut himself up in a chair all day long with dark, heavy curtains and closed himself professionally.

It is impossible to fill up all the papers. Zou Shao spent the whole [-]th holiday to piece together the questions that Mian Shan was looking at, and at least he was able to hand them in.

At the same time, his adaptation to this house has also improved a lot.

Vacations always end faster than homework gets done.On the last night of the National Day holiday, Zou Shao folded a bunch of unfinished papers and exercise books and put them in his schoolbag, went out to wash up, and planned to sleep.

Grandma has already gone to bed, but the light in the living room is still on.Zou Ze wears glasses, nests on the sofa and draws architectural drawings with a notebook.Seeing Zou Shao come out, he was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "Haven't you slept so late?"

Zou Ze subconsciously helped his eyes with his hands. The stubble on his face seemed to have not been shaved for a few days, but his hands were slender and white, very much like the hands of an artist.Zou Shao likes music so much, probably because he inherited his old father's artistic roots.

Zou Ze seems to be on the verge of five. Even though his hair has been deliberately dyed, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes still clearly reveal his age.

Zou Shao's heart skipped a beat, and he walked into the bathroom with his eyes staggered. "Sleep right away." His voice was mixed with the sound of water hitting the porcelain.

"You go to bed early too." He added when he came out.

Zou Ze was taken aback, and seemed to sigh slightly.

The heavy curtains blocked the small room from any light, and even the noise of the cars was reduced a lot.Zou Shao was lying on the bed, but he didn't feel sleepy at all.

He could clearly see Zou Ze's expression just now.He seemed to be falling asleep in the living room, but he woke up suddenly when he heard Zou Shao's footsteps, and forced a smile.

For him, even close relatives should be courteous to this point.

As a father, Zou Ze was a failure.But Zou Shao didn't help much in his own capacity, no matter it was five years ago or now.Neither blame nor regret can change anything.

Zou Shao turned sideways, set the alarm clock for 5:40 the next morning, found a small red number in the upper right corner of WeChat, and opened it subconsciously.

It was a message from Brother Chen Guang at 23:58: come to school early tomorrow, or save two yuan for your brother to collect his body.

And this little brother has probably been driven crazy by his homework, and changed into a selfie with his face slumped on the table in the middle of the night as his profile picture.The rolling eyes seem to have their own bgm: midnight bell.

Zou Shao silently weighed the pros and cons between going 10 minutes early and two dollars, and then changed the alarm clock time to 5:30.

After exiting the chat page, the pure white profile picture stood out in a row of colorful flowers.

But unless Zou Shao takes the initiative, there will never be a small red number appearing on the right side of Q-Sir.

After staring at it for a few seconds, Zou Shao still clicked in and looked through the chat records of the two of them from the previous two days.

Q-Sir: OK.

WeChat nickname: Thank you Fengshen!Then I will see you on Monday?

Q-Sir: I'll go find you.

WeChat nickname: Do you know where my class is?

Q-Sir: I knew it on the first day of school.

Zou Shao rubbed his forehead, he forgot about it.

After staring at the chat record for a minute, Zou Shao accidentally clicked on Tan Weifeng's profile picture to see his circle of friends.

During the holidays these few days, the circle of friends of the students can be said to be full of flowers.Those who go on outings, go shopping, eat and buy, and those who go on dates and go to Internet cafes.

But Tan Weifeng's circle of friends is still blank.

Zou Shao pulled down to refresh.

— woo

A message pops up at the top of the screen.WeChat message, Q-Sir: ?

Zou Shao shook his hand and almost hit his face with the phone again.The heart beat violently, it seemed that the desire to peep in my heart was suddenly caught.It took a few seconds to realize that browsing Moments on WeChat will not leave any records.

Then boldly return to the chat page to take a look——

There is a line above Qin Weifeng's question mark: You tapped Q-Sir

Zou Shao's confident hands froze in place, and the atmosphere was so embarrassing that water could be squeezed out.

Probably when I just clicked into Moments, I accidentally clicked twice more by mistake.Zou Shao decided to put his phone aside, not reply, and pretended to be asleep, so as to keep the same and respond to all changes.

After 2 minutes, I still couldn't help but glanced at it.

There is another line below Qin Weifeng's question mark:

Q-Sir patted you

The next morning, when Zou Shao listened to the brain-burning alarm clock, he got up from the bed, washed up in twos and twos, ate the fist-sized buns for breakfast in two bites, and trotted to the class, only to find that there were already two students in the class. personal.

One is the hard-working leader of the on-duty students, and the other is Chen Guang, a good bird who works diligently to get up early and eat worms.

Zou Shao leaned against the front door of the class, and yawned under Chen Guang's earnest gaze on the savior.

"This is the earliest time I have been to school since kindergarten." Zou Shao rubbed his eyes and walked in slowly, "How are you? Are you happy?"

Chen Guang was so happy that he cried.

Zou Shao couldn't help laughing, and stacked a ton of neatly folded papers in his schoolbag on Chen Guang's desk.She raised her eyebrows and was about to walk towards her seat with her schoolbag in her hand, but the tip of her eyebrows that had just raised her head fell back with a "snap", the expression on her face was as exciting as eating a head of garlic.

"Fuck! This, this..." Zou Shao pointed at his desk, speechless, and stopped one meter away from the chair, separating himself from the desk.

On the desk, papers as high as a dozen hills were neatly stacked together, like a huge thick white brick, exuding the holy light of full marks in all subjects, and the strong smell of ink separated an aisle Can smell clearly.

Following Zou Shao's voice, Chen Guang turned his head and jumped up from the stool, "Brother Zou! You have been instructed by such a master to start working hard! Tell my brother that printing these papers is useless." How much toilet paper did you have?"

Zou Shao turned his stiff neck and said slowly, "You don't know either?"

"How do I know this? See if someone else's table has been adjusted to yours." Chen Guang lowered his head and snorted his paws in the classroom, and took out a small note that was passed on between the two a few weeks ago.

It's Zou Shao's desk, it's been hammered.

"Hey, don't you know?" The classmate on duty at the side saw the two people stunned blocking his way to sweep the floor, so he couldn't help persuading him, "Fengshen, Class [-] of the third year of senior high school came here in the morning, and asked Zou Shao where he was sitting as soon as he walked in, and then Put down the test paper and leave. And I asked if you two can make way."

Zou Shao looked at the paper on the table, afraid that it was thicker than all the questions he had done in his life, and almost coughed up his effort.

Case solved.

Chen Guang squinted his small eyes and patted Zou Shao's shoulder, then asked warmly, "To be honest, have you offended him again?"

Zou Shao turned around in his mind, and replied seriously: "It's sort of."

It happened that he was next to the window this week, so he put the scroll on the window sill, so as not to have nowhere to offer it.The respect in the eyes of the students who passed by was as real as it was. They crossed most of the classroom and typed nakedly on the pile of papers next to the school bully.

Zou Shao couldn't help recalling what Tan Weifeng said yesterday: I'll go find you.

Can't help feeling chills down the spine.

During the big class break, the class representative finally finished collecting the homework, and Chen Guang, who looked like he had survived the catastrophe, turned his head and expressed his heart to Zou Shao.Zou Shao didn't want to stand up and walk out.

"Hey, why are you going? Don't go together..."

Zou Shao has disappeared.

Wencheng No. [-] Middle School implements staggered start and end classes, the earliest in the first year of high school, and the latest in the third year of high school.So when Zou Shao ran to the third floor after class, the third class was still in class.

Class one is on the top floor.

There was no one in the corridor, only the voices of teachers from different classes mixed together and echoed.On the lower floors, there are occasional sounds of students laughing and fighting, but the higher you go, the more you feel the domineering spirit of a god of learning.Zou Shao subconsciously slowed down.

He stopped at the back door of Class [-], Senior Three, and the front and back doors of the summer classroom were open. He stood opposite the back door in the corridor and poked his head in.

He looked around the classroom, but there was no sign of Tan Weifeng.

To be precise, it was among the "sitting" people, because there was another person lying on the table, right under the eyes of the teacher in the middle of the first row.

Even when lying on the table, the white skirt neatly tucked into the belt, and the neat black trouser legs, no matter how you look at it, you look like that little cadre.

But the small cadres with [-] codes of conduct for middle school students on their heads don't sleep in class.

The teacher's lectures were lively and passionate, and his voice was so loud that Zou Shao simply admired how he could fall asleep.

A girl in the last row near the back door saw Zou Shao, saw that the school uniform was from the first year of high school, and wondered which young lady she was looking for, stared at Zou Shao and tilted her head.

Zou Shao wanted to turn his head and leave, but when he saw the figure sleeping in the first row, his heart stopped.Leaning against the back door in a blind corner where the teacher can't see, whispering to the girl.

"The one sleeping in the first row, who is it?"

The girl was taken aback, then covered her mouth and smiled, "Are you looking for him? Isn't that Fengshen? The teacher praised him last week for never sleeping in class, but today...hey, the teacher is looking at me!"

Zou Shao froze in place, as if he had thought of an unlikely explanation.

Last night when Zou Shao was sleeping, he was able to respond to messages in seconds, and today the papers were delivered extraordinarily early, and he was sleeping abnormally in class... It's hard not to let people connect these things together.

Zou Shao ignored the girl's gaze and continued to look in, but his gaze was fixed on the white figure in the first row.His sleeping posture seemed a bit strange to Zou Shao, with his forehead resting on the socket of his left arm, his face buried on the table, and his right arm wrapped around him.Group yourself tightly.

It just looks a little suffocated.

After a while, Zou Shao closed the back door under the girl's puzzled eyes.

"There's something wrong with the classroom." He clicked on the open window at the front of the classroom and explained softly.

A few seconds later, the front door of the classroom was also shut with a "snap".

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