Me and Jing Xueyao

62.

Our family sells flowers well, and my mother is planning to open a shop in the town, and has been choosing a shop in a hurry for the past two days.

It rained all night outside the window. I hate rain when I go out. There is a dirt road in front of my house, and it takes five or six minutes to walk to the road.Every time it rains it makes the bike muddy and my shoes suffer too.I don't have brothers or sisters, but I have more cousins, so they have more old clothes.According to my grandmother's words, it's all cheaper for me.Every time I came into the classroom wearing unfit, even women's underwear, late and embarrassed, the teacher in charge would always give me a sneer.

63.

Guan Jinyu said that the teacher asked Jing Xueyao to be the representative of the mathematics class, and the purpose was to use the method of provocation to make him study hard, but he was not aroused, so he should do what he should.

Li Yanru giggled like a chicken.The same is true for letting him be the squad leader. He may be different from ordinary people in general, and ordinary strategies will not work for him.

64.

I bought my schoolbag on the first day of junior high school, and it finally couldn't withstand the weather, and the zipper broke on this rainy night.The books kept falling out, Li Yanru saw me in a state of desperation, and asked Guan Jinyu to hold an umbrella for me.After all, I'm not a zipper repairer, so there's nothing I can do after a long delay.Many classmates gathered around me, maybe Li Yanru's friends, and many faces I didn't recognize.

Just as I was about to say don't worry about me, I saw Jing Xueyao's indifferent face.The rain gradually became lighter, and the raindrops hit my head intermittently. The raindrops rolled down his slender eyelashes and fell on my heart.

To me, he is both sex and honey. He took my schoolbag and hugged it in his arms, and said to put it at his home first, and let Guan Jinyu give it to me tomorrow.

What can I say... Poor God, Jing Xueyao is really, really a very gentle person.

65.

Guan Jinyu complained that I was not warm to her, and Li Yanru said that I was like a fucking mother to everyone.Her performance in the mock test has deteriorated a lot recently. I suspect that she is in a relationship. The teacher in charge suspects that I have influenced her and has adjusted our seats to different places.I'm a nasty bug again, but I'm happy, very happy.

66.

Grandma and grandpa were playing bridge, and I followed my cousin to pick jujubes and eat them.It's not the kind of jujube that grows on the tree, but a small oval red fruit that grows in the ground a little bigger than soybeans, and tastes sour and sweet.There are many sharp thorns on the branches. If you can't eat a few, you will be pricked, which is very annoying.

67.

In the last 2 minutes of evening self-study, the students in our class could no longer hold back and packed their schoolbags rustlingly.Instead of going through the main entrance, they all stepped on my desk and went out the window. The carport is outside, which is a shortcut to get bicycles.

In the morning, I have to use my textbook to wipe off the footprints on the table, first use the book to pat off the dust, and then rub it clean.The cover of the math book was torn by me. It was dirty and ugly, and it was horrible.

68.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival and the National Day, my family is breaking corn, and the leaves of the corn make my face hurt.Summer is not over yet, the sun is shining, we are all sweating profusely, and no one wants to talk.In order to prevent scratches, I wore gloves. The whole family worked together to finish breaking up an acre of land, and cut the poles until the last few days.There was not enough water, so my uncle went to a relative's field to pick some apples and came back to eat.It is the most comfortable time to work in the day when the cool breeze is blowing towards the evening.As the sun slowly set, grandpa lit the corn stalks to make a fire and grilled corn for us to eat.

69.

Jing Xueyao walked past me with a basketball in his arms, and we were separated by three or four classmates.He kept his eyes straight, walked lightly, and his hair and height were stretched a few centimeters.

I guess he must be in a good mood today.

In fact, seeing him, having the same growth trajectory as him, even if it is fragmented... even the juxtaposition of our names on the report card several times, is also negative, but it is a thirst-quenching for me, a salty fish.

I remembered his inadvertent side face, and started to write the composition assigned by the teacher——I am?

I'm a moth...cross out.

I am a salted fish.

I am not a moth, I dare not jump into a flame.

70.

In my mother's opinion, the pain of youth is not pain, but mediocrity.I dare not let her know anything on my mind. When I was a child, I wanted to buy watercolor pens, but my dad threw him by the collar and beat me up in the backyard. I still have a scar on my knee, so I dare not ask for anything.

To outsiders, my dad has a good temper and always smiles.Of course, he is kind to me sometimes, open-minded and humorous, and he is a parent who can be friends with his children.But his moody parts are reserved for me, so I'm scared of him.When I was young, I wrote these things in my diary, and my sister-in-law saw them accidentally. She told my mother, and my mother said she would tell my father. I was so scared that I ran around the village and dared not go home all afternoon.

71.

On the way home, we could no longer see morning glory and jujube, nor could we smell the fragrance of acacia flowers.Grandma was drying corn kernels on the room. At that time, peeling corn was mostly done by hand. A few women moved a small bench and sat at the door, chatting about family worries and gossip. In this way, the autumn is slowly peeled off.

72.

There is a church near our school. Li Yanru’s family believes in Christianity, and she always goes to church with a thick Bible.There were a lot of people in fancy costumes there on Halloween night. My cousin took me to watch the excitement. When I met Guan Jinyu who was crying, her eyes were red and a red balloon was tied to her wrist. Holding a cigarette in his mouth with an angry look on his face, he sneered and said that he wanted to teach Jing Xueyao a lesson.

73.

Jing Xueyao has had many girlfriends, and at the same time he is a romantic person.No matter if such a person is with any woman, he will make people feel that he is unique and is being treated sincerely by him.And only I know that we are all the same people in our bones, we can give love, but the only thing we love most is ourselves.