Give the rest of your life

He Siyu didn't go to the swimming class, went to the bathroom to change the sanitary napkin, and then returned to the classroom.

In the classroom, there were still a few students who skipped class and played cards together. Seeing that He Siyu didn't go to class, he was quite surprised: "He Siyu? You didn't go to class?"

"Well, I didn't go." He Siyu returned to his seat, feeling a little pain in his stomach, maybe he caught a cold after changing clothes just now, or maybe he drank a bottle of ice water yesterday.

"Would you like to play cards with us?"

He Siyu shook his head, "No, you can fight, my stomach hurts."

"Are you on your period or are you having diarrhea?" He Siyu was a little shy because of the persistent greetings from his classmates, because there were two boys playing cards together, and it was a bit weird for the boys to know about their private affairs.

"No, I have diarrhea." He blushed even more after saying this, He Siyu was not only bad at talking, but also bad at lying.

"Oh, let's have a party then." Seeing that He Siyu had no interest in playing cards, the classmate stopped pushing.

"Give."

He Siyu was woken up by being poked, and when he raised his head, he was still not sober, the figure in front of him was still blurred, but the outline was definitely Lin Yao.

"what is this?"

"The medicine for dysmenorrhea, I see you have been sleeping on the table."

Lin Yao's untied hair was scattered on both sides of her cheeks, she lowered her head slightly, her hair fell to her chin, only half of her eyes could be seen on her face, He Siyu was in a daze at this moment, the bright sun outside was shining through the glass The window shines into the classroom, her desk is close to the window, the sun shines on the desk, it is a bit dazzling, but it is warm and comfortable.

He Siyu was a little dazed, for some reason, she felt that Lin Yao was very beautiful at this moment.

It's not the kind of enchanting beauty that shocks heaven and man.

It's that kind, fresh and elegant, like the beauty of the sister next door who grew up with you.

He Siyu was a little unaccustomed to Lin Yao's overtures. She was used to being ignored for a long time, but suddenly being greeted with care by her classmates made her feel a little happy, more surprised, flattered, that's the word, it couldn't be more appropriate.

"Thank you, but why do you..."

"Seeing that you have been sleeping on the table since you came back, I guess you may have dysmenorrhea, and isn't it normal for girls to have dysmenorrhea? I am more serious than you. Every time my mother makes brown sugar water for me to drink, I can barely recover. Some. By the way, do you have brown sugar at home?"

Lin Yao's voice was very soft and soft, and He Siyu felt as if she was surrounded by clouds, lying in the white and flawless white clouds, feeling the ease of the willow wind blowing on her face.

"It seems to be there. In fact, I don't have too much dysmenorrhea. I don't know what happened today. I probably caught a cold."

"Oh...then you should wear more."

The deskmate had already returned, and Lin Yao left with interest.

"He Siyu, why is your face so red, there is still a mark, and you fell asleep on the table?" The deskmate touched He Siyu's face and said, in order to prove that he did not lie, he took out a small mirror from his schoolbag, opened it, Send it to He Siyu.

He Siyu felt the soft hand of his deskmate on his face, and then looked at his red face in the mirror, but didn't answer.

Is this how I talked to Lin Yao just now?

The ordinary self still appeared like this in front of Lin Yao.

Wearing a light blue rustic one-piece swimsuit, she showed off her not-so-elegant figure in front of Lin Yao, with messy hair and red marks on her face, talking to her.

Sure enough, only I can be so informal.

If it was Lin Yao, she probably wouldn't appear in front of everyone in such an embarrassing manner.

What Lin Yao said to herself echoed in her mind.

Lin Yao probably wanted to chat with herself just now, but her sentence "Actually, I don't have menstrual pain too much" still became the end of this conversation.

The other party's long and even lengthy concern was easily pushed out by me. When it comes to communication methods, if I am the second last in the class, I am afraid no one will dare to recognize it as the first.

A little frustrated, why can't I always learn to have a pleasant conversation with others? Whenever this happens, I can always say something that everyone doesn't like to hear.

Can't you learn from your classmates and say some sentences that can maintain the dialogue?

Like, yeah, dysmenorrhea is just painful, and sometimes my clothes get wet from sweat.

Or, I still need to wear more when I have my period. I may be suffering from the cold.

Now that I think about it, I couldn't think of such a good answer at the time.

So over time, everyone's impression of themselves is:

It's boring, unpopular, weak, and you can completely ignore her thoughts when you talk to her. Anyway, she doesn't have any thoughts at all. It's better to stay away from this kind of person. We don't want to become this kind of guy who is ignored in the corner.

He Siyu doesn't have any particularly close friends, he can only have a few friends who can be regarded as companions.

Companion, how to define it, probably——

After class, we will go to the toilet together, and we will take a walk in the playground or sit in the shade under the shade of a tree during free activities in physical education class.

But despite this, he couldn't even hear a word from his heart.

All I can say is that this girl bought a new pair of short sleeves. Look at the material, it was bought from a roadside stall!Isn't it just that she looks better, what is there to be proud of, seeing her walking like that, scratching her head and showing her pose, what are you doing?

There are also things like who and so talked about a new boyfriend, how could that guy fall in love with her, what else can he do besides being a baby girl!I really don't know how the eyes grow.

They are all gossip and complaints with no connotation. He Siyu often hears them get together to discuss these things, but he rarely participates. Most of them are listeners. Occasionally, when everyone sees that she does not respond, he will nod in agreement, yes.

Unfortunately, there is still no sense of recognition.

I even felt the perfunctory meaning, and my classmates are not fools, so how could they not discover it.

As time goes by, He Siyu even has very few companions who go to the toilet together.

"He Siyu, translate this sentence again."

The English teacher behind the desk hit the board with a teaching stick. He Siyu regained his composure and looked at the English sentences that looked like coded runes.

For English class, I have given up answering questions and just waited for the teacher's next sentence, "Stand behind."

However, this time there was something different in that a note was handed over, with the translation of this sentence written on it.

The English teacher had already opened his mouth, and just waiting for the classic quote to come out of his mouth, He Siyu stumbled and read the sentence on the note.

The teacher was not very satisfied with this ending, but He Siyu had already given the correct answer, so he could only reluctantly say "Sit down."

The moment He Siyu sat down, he looked back and saw Lin Yao who was sitting in the penultimate row with her head down reading a book, but she didn't notice her gaze.

This time the teacher finally found the opportunity, "Listen carefully to the class."

"Who handed it over?"

"It seems to be Lin Yao, I don't know, there are three rows in the middle." The tablemate stared at the romance novel under the English book, and answered He Siyu's question without raising his head.

He Siyu was not in the mood to continue listening to the class, and repeatedly touched the note whose owner might be Lin Yao. The paper came from an ordinary homework book, the pen oil was black and neutral, and the font was elegant and fresh. It was hard to tell who it came from.

Is it really Lin Yao?

Throughout the English class, He Siyu was thinking about one question.

Is Lin Yao so nice to everyone?

Seeing that I am menstruating, I will borrow sanitary napkins for myself.

Give me painkillers and tell myself to drink brown sugar water.

The English class did not answer the questions that came up, and the answers were also written on a note, and passed to me through the hands of several people.

For Lin Yao, He Siyu was curious for the first time, wanting to know this girl and be friends with her.

However, my unsociable self doesn't know how to get along with others.

It's really hard to talk to people.

If you can make friends as simple as an exam paper, a competition, or an essay, then you won’t have nowhere to start. Compared with things with standard answers, this kind of thing depends entirely on luck and fate It is simply difficult for the strong.

Unknowingly, it was after school, and He Siyu was woken up by his deskmate from a fugue state, "School is over, don't be in a daze."

"Oh."

When He Siyu walked to the carport, he met Lin Yao. Beside Lin Yao, there were two girls with familiar faces. They were celebrities in the grade. They were all well-educated, beautiful-looking girls lined up with suitors.

Seeing Lin Yao's friend, He Siyu backed away from saying hello to Lin Yao, deliberately slowed down and walked behind, getting farther and farther away from Lin Yao and the others in front.

"He Siyu." Lin Yao turned around, seemed to have spotted her suddenly, and greeted her with a smile.

He Siyu guessed that there must be embarrassment on his face at this moment, so he had to bite the bullet and agree, "What a coincidence, go home?"

"Yes, I'm going north, how about you?" Lin Yao stopped, and the girls beside her also stopped.

"Oh... I'm going north too." He Siyu forced himself to smile, but it might not be successful, because Lin Yao quickly replied, "Oh, then do you want to come with us?"

He Siyu noticed that Lin Yao used "we" instead of "I".

The other party was obviously just a polite remark, and He Siyu was very self-aware when it came to distinguishing whether the other party's words were sincere.

"No, I have to wait for someone, you go first."

"Goodbye then."

Lin Yao turned around and devoted herself to chatting with her friend again, without looking back at her.

He Siyu left by the back door of the school by bicycle after Lin Yao had left for a while.

Got home later than usual.

My mother was surprised that He Siyu didn't come home between 7:7 and 35:[-], "He Siyu, why didn't you come home until almost eight o'clock today?"

He Siyu changed his shoes, took off his schoolbag and jacket, "Today the teacher dragged the class."

After dinner, I casually flipped through my English book, opened the electronic dictionary, and was about to do my English homework. The book happened to be turned to the page with the note sandwiched between it.

He Siyu looked at this note for a long time, so long that he almost could not recognize the Chinese characters on the note.

Lin Yao, Lin, Yao.

Unknowingly, he wrote Lin Yao's name many times in the draft book, and He Siyu only realized it when it was full.

Why do you write a girl's name repeatedly?

really weird.

Tear off this piece of paper, crumpled it into a ball, and withdrew his hand the moment he was about to throw it into the wastebasket.

Unfurl it again and put it on the table, why is my handwriting so ugly crooked, uneven and straight, ugly like the trace of a snail crawling over.

But Lin Yao's handwriting, or suspected Lin Yao's handwriting, is so beautiful, every stroke looks like it was written on a blackboard, so she can definitely participate in the hard-tipped pen calligraphy competition, and will definitely win the top three in the grade.