coward

Person Y has 30 minutes of evening self-study for the last class.Not surprisingly, Zhang Chunhua must have talked for the last 10 minutes.

It's the same as the day after tomorrow.

"Recently, the discipline in our class is not good. In fact, I have wanted to say it a long time ago. I have been busy recently, and I have not had time. The most important thing is to see your self-consciousness. What about you? Are you a little self-conscious? Now is the critical moment of the third year of high school, and it is also yours. At the critical moment of life, the current state is not well adjusted. How are you going to live in the next few months, the next few decades? Are you still thinking about it? If your actions can’t keep up with your thoughts, you will never be able to keep up , you will always live in dissatisfaction or even failure." Zhang Chunhua glanced at the clock at the back of the classroom, with a serious face, and accepted a kind and gentle smile.

For three years, I haven't seen Zhang Chunhua lose his temper a few times.

He always speaks in a slow voice.

There is always laughter in Teacher Zhang's class.

His language is always capable and refined, and every sentence he says is just right, making people want to follow him up after hearing it.

His thoughts are always exposed by his eyes.

He just looked at you like he was going to burn a hole in your soul.

You always feel that he sees clearly what's inside.

Just like it is now.

Li Qinghe looked at Zhang Chunhua in a daze.

Looking at him, even the instinct of avoidance is forgotten.

Zhang Chunhua dialed the students in Class [-] simply and concisely. Now the class is very quiet, and the voices of other classes can be clearly heard in the corridor.

Li Qinghe was found out by Zhang Chunhua to talk.

Zhang Chunhua leaned against the railing in front of the glass window with a kind face: "Qinghe, how are you preparing for the exam?" His tone was low, like a pot of freshly brewed tea.

"Fortunately."

"Don't look down, look at me, am I that ugly? I'm wearing new clothes today." He tugged on Li Qinghe's sleeve and shook it lightly.

Li Qinghe looked up and looked into his eyes.He smiled unconsciously.

When facing Zhang Chunhua, he would always smile slightly.

No one can face such a teacher who looks at you with a smile on his face.

Teacher Zhang doesn't like to laugh at ordinary times, especially when he is working.The face is serious and meticulous.It can be said that he is conscientious in his work.But once he walks into the classroom and stands on the podium, his students will always feel like spring breeze.

Teacher Zhang's classroom always hides a smile.

Teacher Zhang never hesitated to show a smile, especially to Li Qinghe.

Li Qinghe was still very talkative, he answered whatever he asked, he was very obedient, but he never said much.

Li Qinghe lowered his head, and he tilted his head to tease him.

"Look at me."

Li Qinghe looked up and smiled helplessly.

"Yesterday... I called your dad and he said he hasn't seen you since that day."

"Hey, good."

Students from other classes passed by in the corridor and said hello to Zhang Chunhua. He pulled Li Qinghe, both leaning on the railing.

"You said you were with Li Xiluo the other day, why don't you tell me?" He asked softly, looking at the tall, thin boy with his head bowed and silent in front of him.

Li Qinghe finally stopped drooping his eyes. He glanced at the head teacher's eyes, and his eyes quickly fell on his shoulder, "That day, I... came out from home and ran into him." Li Qinghe didn't want to say anything, In fact, I don't know how to say it.

His father, from any aspect or angle, even if a flower bloomed, he couldn't find a word to say.

Zhang Chunhua looked at him quietly, hung up the phone, held the mobile phone, and put his hands behind his back.Not in a hurry, just watching him quietly.

"My mother left when I was seven years old, leaving me and my father."

"My dad drinks and plays cards and gambles."

"I was admitted to a school in the city with high tuition fees and far away from home."

"If person Y has good grades, the fee will be lower."

"Someone wants a debt."

"I... met him that night."

Six sentences, and only six sentences finished his ridiculous ten years.Nothing else.

Zhang Chunhua didn't ask any more questions. Looking at the young man in front of him, neither of them spoke.

After standing for a while, he patted Li Qinghe on the shoulder and said, "The teacher is here. If you have something to tell the teacher, you must have a better future."

Li Qinghe didn't know what to say, and he didn't think about a better future, so he just stood there dumbly.

"Qinghe, no one studies harder than you. But you have to find the right way to study."

Li Qinghe looked into his eyes, as if his body was nailed to a cross.

He hit the nail on the head.

For three years, Li Qinghe has been at the bottom of the sixth class, trying his best not to fall out of the sixth class.

In terms of learning methods, he doesn't have one.Immediately afterwards, he felt a warmth in his right hand.

He bowed his head, and Zhang Chunhua held his right hand.

Li Qinghe was taken aback, looked up at Zhang Chunhua's eyes, and quickly set his gaze on his shoulder.

"Qinghe, the strongest thumb is your perseverance. The longest middle finger is your ambition. The shortest and smallest little finger is your method. You can't do things without methods, and you can't be a person without methods. Although the little finger Small, the leader is indispensable, although the method is not the most important, but the most efficient."

"Take your time and find what works for you."

"Don't be too ambitious, and don't belittle yourself."

"You have to have a better future."

"In a few months, you will be looked up to. Qinghe, the teacher never misses people."

Li Qinghe lowered his eyes, listening to Teacher Zhang's words.

Like a bell, it is deafening and has a long aftertaste.

Li Qinghe was stunned for a moment.

"Yo, are you crying? So touched?"

Li Qinghe blinked. Did he cry?

He reached out and touched his face.

is dry.

"Hey, Lao Zhang, are you kidding me again?"

Over there, Yuan Qi came over with a dozen papers under his arm, twisting the lid of the thermos cup.

"Hey, why can't I tease the children in our class?" Zhang Chunhua crossed his arms and chatted with Yuan Qi.

"You can also tease children who are not good at talking." Yuan Qi unscrewed the thermos again and took a sip of hot tea.

"Oh, we don't like to talk, we study better than you, what's the matter?"

"Are you unreasonable?" Yuan Qi glared at him.

Li Qinghe looked at the two of them talking to each other, no matter how emotional they were, he smiled helplessly.

"Hey, okay, you can go back, ah." Zhang Chunhua patted Li Qinghe on the shoulder, and gently pushed him to the back door.

"Thank you teacher." Li Qinghe turned around and said softly.

"Hey, okay, go back, go back to the dormitory at night and don't keep doing questions."

"...Ah." He didn't expect Zhang Chunhua to know.

"The bastards in our class are really not worrying at all..."

Li Qinghe closed the door gently, blocking Yuan Qi's voice from the door.

He sat on the seat and breathed a sigh of relief. Thinking of what Zhang Chunhua said just now, his nose was sour, as if he had eaten orange-flavored fruit candy from the canteen.

……

"I don't need it! I'm doing fine." Li Xiluo squeezed the phone hard.

A long silence followed.

"What do you want me to say? What do you want to hear?" He interrupted Pei Yu impatiently.

"Fuck!" Li Xiluo hung up the phone and cursed angrily.

He turned on the tap to get the water, and then squeezed the toothpaste viciously.

"Fuck, it's too crowded! Fuck! Fuck! " The toothpaste fell on Li Xiluo's T-shirt.

He looked at the lump of toothpaste and frowned.The anger just now was about to burn him.

He slammed open the bathroom door, almost bumping into someone.

"Hey, fuck! Scared me!"

Li Qinghe was stunned by his yelling.

"You... are back." Li Xiluo was frightened again and successfully frightened others.Tsk, embarrassing...

"Do you want to wash up? Come on, the uncle just said that the water pipes will be repaired, and the water will be cut off."

"Ah good."

The two boys squeezed into the small bathroom to wash up together.

The two stood by the sink and brushed their teeth together.

Li Xiluo looked up and saw the spittle stars on the mirror, and wiped them embarrassingly.

Feel ashamed and feel funny.

I couldn't help laughing out loud.

He looked at Li Qinghe, who was looking at him blankly.

"What are you looking at, hurry up (wash)." He had bubbles in his mouth, and he couldn't speak clearly.

"Oh, that's it." Li Qinghe imitated him.

"Hey, I'll cut you."

Li Xiluo was half a head taller than Li Qinghe. He looked at the boy who was obediently standing beside him brushing his teeth with his head bowed. He was surprised that he would joke with him.

"Quick, wash quickly, there is almost no water!"

The two washed their faces very intensely.Finally, it was found that it was just a gust of air, and when the switch was turned on, the water was rushing.

"Fuck, I'm fucking convinced, you bastard!"

He glanced back at Li Qinghe, and couldn't help being happy, "Hey, come and wash up."

Li Qinghe watched him hold back his laughter, and asked him in a low voice: "What... what's wrong?"

"look."

Li Xiluo pushed Li Qinghe to look at the mirror next to him.

Li Qinghe's skin is fair, so the dark circles under his eyes are particularly conspicuous. Just now he let Li Xiluo wash it first, and he didn't take a lot of water, so now he has a face with two dark circles, not to mention how funny .

But Li Qinghe had no other mood to take care of that.

He is stiff now.

Li Xiluo's hand was on his shoulder, and he felt that his whole arm was numb, and the electric shock was numb.Li Xiluo looked at him with a smile on his face.When he is not smiling, his eyes are very sharp, his eyelids are half drooped, he does not look at anyone, and he is self-contained.When he smiled, the end of his wide eyes was slightly hooked up, and the light hung on his eyelashes, fluttering like a butterfly about to fly away.

He has single eyelids.

me too.

Li Qinghe really wanted to rub his ears.Li Xiluo leaned forward slightly, his warm breath hit the back of his ear, and that piece of skin almost melted.

The eyes of the two collided in the mirror, and Li Qinghe felt that he was about to be out of breath.

His heartbeat and pulse were all buzzing.The heart was beating violently in his chest, one sound at a time.He violently pushed Li Xiluo away.

He was afraid that Li Xiluo would hear his abnormal heartbeat if he got closer.

He quickly took a deep breath and covered his eyes.

Li Xiluo was taken aback for a moment.

"I, I didn't... on purpose." Li Qinghe said tremblingly.

"are you……"

Li Qinghe's eyes widened, and he even felt pain in breathing.

no……

Li Qinghe's eyes were red, and he quickly lowered his head.

"Did you not finish your homework?"

"?!"

"No, why do you always have so much homework in your class? Is it the school's baby bump?"

Li Qinghe looked at him blankly.

"Don't be dazed, wash your face and do your homework." Li Xiluo left the bathroom after speaking.

"……fine."

After the lights were turned off, the uncle took a flashlight to their dormitory to take a picture of Li Xiluo before he remembered that he had thought about the problem of self-study all night.

"What did you run after dinner tonight?"

After turning off the lights, the dormitory was very quiet. Li Qinghe was taken aback by Li Xiluo's sudden question.

He thought about the wording several times in his evening self-study, but finally he couldn't think of any reason, and prayed that Li Xiluo would treat him as a madman and don't ask him, who knew he still asked, for a while he really didn't know how to say it.

"Your class six is ​​so weird, why don't you let me eat well?" Li Xiluo asked again.

"Ah, no, we have 15 minutes..."

"15 minutes is enough! The queue is so long!"

"Ah..." Li Qinghe didn't know what to say.

In the end, the two agreed to have dinner together at noon tomorrow.

The dormitory is very quiet, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse outside the window, and the two teenagers in the room are speaking young people's words in a low voice.

406 has been quiet for a long time, only the sound of continuous breathing, and the torment of loneliness when listening carefully.

"Kid, don't sleep."

Li Qinghe opened his closed eyes abruptly.

"Talk?" Li Xiluo's hoarse and deep voice reached Li Qinghe's ears.

Li Qinghe gave a low "hmm".

"Are you also insomnia?"

"Ah."

In fact, as early as a week ago, the fact that the other party couldn't sleep like myself was clear in each other's hearts.

No one spoke, they all listened to each other's breathing, struggling to fall asleep.

Slowly at night, people who are suffering and struggling are always eager to find support.

"Can I have a cigarette? If not, I'll go to the bathroom." Li Xiluo sat up, leaning her head against the wall.

"No, it's cold." Li Qinghe pressed his right ear into the pillow and lay on his side.

It took Li Xiluo a long time to realize what he meant.He took out the lighter from under the pillow and clicked it on.

Li Qinghe heard his breathing sound.Especially clear in the deep sleep of the night.

Then he smelled tobacco.

Faint, not very choking.

The dormitory is very quiet, no one speaks.

"My mother called me today."

Just when Li Qinghe thought that Li Xiluo would not speak again, he heard such a sentence from the bed diagonally opposite.

Abrupt and lonely.

He looked at the bed at the door, it was dark, and he couldn't see anything. The voice just now seemed to come from the darkness.

"I'm adopted."

It was just such a sentence that exploded in Li Qinghe's mind.

He stared blankly at the darkness over there.Only a little scarlet from the cigarette butt can be seen.

"Probably today, I was pulled out of the trash can."

"Actually, I don't even know where I am from."

"Every time someone asks me where you are from with your accent, I feel terrified."

Li Qinghe just listened to his past sentence by sentence.

He flicked the ash, put the cigarette to his lips again, and the sparks engulfed and spread.When Li Xiluo exhaled the smoke, his voice was unbelievably hoarse.

"Nine years and I feel like I don't have an accent, like I grew up with them. They're just my dream. But I didn't think about it that way at the time. They didn't care about me."

"Why do you say it's so cold in winter?" he asked.

Li Qinghe didn't answer.

He continued, still listening quietly.

He spoke very messily and stopped for a while after saying a word.Like a lunatic with confused memory, pitiful and lonely.

People can't tell their own stories well.

Li Qinghe listened quietly.

"No one ever asked me if I wanted to."

"I'm not him."

"I'm not me either."

After a long time, he uttered such a sentence, like a star in the dark night falling to the bottom of the lake, deep and cold, unable to disturb the slightest wave.

Maybe there are no stars in the sky.

can not see.

The smoke was exhausted, and the soot burned the elder, as if he was overwhelmed, and finally dropped.

Li Xiluo threw away the things in his hand violently.

There was a pain in the fingertips.

"Brother Luo." He called softly, almost inaudibly.

"Ok?"

Hearing his hoarse and trembling voice, Li Qinghe got out of bed gently.

He walked into his bed without shoes.

"No shoes? Aren't you afraid of the cold?" Li Xiluo pulled him over.

When Li Qinghe touched his arm, it was cold.

On a December day, he leaned against the cold wall in short sleeves.

"Brother Luo, let me tell you a secret."

Li Qinghe approached Li Xiluo and said softly.

"Good," he said.

Li Qinghe knelt beside him and hugged him gently.

His body is cold.

He was shaking.

Li Qinghe put his face close to Li Xiluo's, leaned into his ear, and whispered a word.

Li Qinghe's waist was slowly tightened.

He was received in an embrace.

This embrace is not warm at all, revealing cold grievance and loneliness.

His neck fell hot, and finally turned into cold.

The two teenagers hugged tightly.

The two souls trembled to death.

The star outside the window falls into the world.

People inside the house worship the gods.

The author has something to say: Today is sunny!

If you are in the dark, I hope you can see the light.

If you are being told, I hope you will be quiet and listen.

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Happy viewing!

? (Today's sunflower.)