you are a bit arrogant

Qin Xiao suddenly started going to school again after a month of absenteeism.

In the past, he would occasionally not come for a whole day, and when he came, he would sit in his seat for a whole day. Xu Wenyao couldn't tell if he was listening.He always lay prone on the table, occasionally raised his eyelids to look at the densely written blackboard, and then took out a book and buried his head under his face.

Sometimes Qin Xiao's body will be covered with paint, the side of his face will be scratched, or the corners of his eyes will be swollen.

All the teachers turned a blind eye. The class teacher and grade teacher tried to understand the situation, but the deeper they went, the more powerless they became.

One morning, Qin Xiao stood by the water dispenser in the office, with a large bruise on his face, which looked shocking on his fair complexion. Eye to eye with class teacher.

He said, "Teacher, you can't help me."

The office at breakfast time was fully populated, but for a while, a needle could be heard quietly.All the teachers who either knew him or didn't know him forced themselves to look away from that thin boy.

The grade director stood at the door with his hands behind his back. He was a little fat, his stomach was always sticking out unconsciously, and his voice was a little lukewarm.He looked at Qin Xiao's stubborn back, and said after a long time: "But getting into college is a good way out. Wouldn't it be better to get into college and leave here than to bury yourself in the mud?"

Wouldn't it be better than burying yourself here, in the mud?

Qin Xiao couldn't remember what else he said afterwards, or the grade director only said this sentence.The office was still deadly quiet, and it was a different world from the bustling voices in the corridor outside.Later, Qin Xiao didn't remember what he replied or what he heard again.

He only remembered that it was the first week of high school.And then he never entered the office again.

He is still the same, as always, skipping classes and fighting, passive and burnout.Gradually, memory overwhelmed that thin figure stiff in the morning light.

-

"Do you want to eat?" Xu Wenyao handed the biscuit in front of Qin Xiao, and asked anxiously.

Qin Xiao leaned on the back of the chair, his back slightly bent, curled up lazily, and buried his chin in the collar of his school uniform.His eyes gradually focused on the bag of biscuits from being empty. After looking at it for a long time, he finally shook his head and said "thank you" softly.

Xu Wenyao pursed her lips and withdrew her hand tactfully, leaving the corner of her eye on Qin Xiao's body.

Qin Xiao lowered his head, the curve of his profile was clean and beautiful, his long eyelashes drooped, almost blending with the hair blocking his eyes.

She bit her lower lip, turned around in another direction, and slapped the biscuit in front of the back table.

At the back table was Zhang Yang, the person who was called up to read the ionic equation after Xu Wenyao in that chemistry class.

Zhang Yang was doing a function problem, startled by this movement, then raised his head and picked up the biscuits as usual and started to eat.

"One piece of biscuit, one question!" Xu Wenyao opened her mouth proudly to bargain, Zhang Yang put down the pen in her right hand, glanced at the little aunt with eyelids, then grabbed it with a big palm, snorted and stuffed it whole into her mouth.

He clapped his hands in satisfaction, and then blew the packing bag in front of Xu Wenyao: "Go, go, play while you do, don't disturb your elder brother's calculation."

"Damn it!" Xu Wenyao looked at the empty packing bag in front of her in shock, and reached out to grab Zhang Yang's hair angrily. Zhang Yang immediately backed away holding the draft book. Xu Wenyao chased after him unwillingly, and the two ran around the classroom one after the other. stand up.

Qin Xiao sat quietly with his head down, as if he was outside the bustle of the room, and he was very out of touch with the noise.

He kept sitting in this posture, and occasionally raised his head to glance at the blackboard. Xu Wenyao kindly moved her test paper to his eyes during the interval between lectures, and he obediently set his eyes on the test paper , but the fundus can't tell whether it's focused or distracted.

Xu Wenyao occasionally glanced at him out of the corner of her eye, feeling that he was a little different.

There was no injury on her face, and her skin was even fairer. The delicate Xu Wenyao couldn't see any pores, but she never saw a smile on that pretty face.

In the past, Qin Xiao could fight, smile viciously, and raise the corners of her mouth in an evil way, which made her heart pound wildly.But during the time when Qin Xiao came back, she never saw Qin Xiaoxiao again.

She didn't dare to ask Qin Xiao where he went, what he did, and what happened when he didn't come to school.Even if she asked, Qin Xiao wouldn't say anything, and would only answer "it's okay" lightly.

Their relationship was neither close nor distant.Xu Wenyao was the only one in the class who dared to talk to Qin Xiao, but she was sometimes inexplicably afraid of Qin Xiao.

They have almost seen Qin Xiao fighting, and his bloodthirsty appearance shocked many people...

"Bell—" the bell rang, and Qin Xiao got up on time with a "swipe", Xu Wenyao immediately raised her head and asked cautiously, "Are you leaving again?"

Qin Xiao put on the hoodie and hood just like before, said "hmm" softly, bowed his head and walked out of the classroom quickly.

Xu Wenyao sat on the stool and stared blankly at his back.

I come to self-study every morning, leave on time in the afternoon, and stay in my position silently at other times.Xu Wenyao also couldn't see what kind of plans and arrangements Qin Xiao had made, let alone whether Qin Xiao listened well to the lectures these days. She scanned the densely packed formulas on the blackboard, thinking in her heart, should I write these notes together? Prepare a copy for Qin Xiao too.

-

The winter night came early, and Qin Xiao walked into an Internet cafe that didn't look too big under the light of the street lamp.

The business facing the street is better, and there are still quite a few people inside. When a small crewman guarding the cashier counter saw Qin Xiao coming, he put out his cigarette, lazily got up from the recliner, and said hello: "Here you are. "

Qin Xiao gave a soft "hmm" and went straight to the cashier counter without pausing. Instead of sitting on the recliner that Xiaopingtou was sitting on, he took out a stool from under the cashier counter and sat on it.

"I'll leave it to you, I'm leaving." Xiao Pingtou took a pack of cigarettes from the shelf, waved his hand and was about to go out.

"Money." Qin Xiao said suddenly. He was still wearing a sweater and hat, so he couldn't see his expression clearly. Xiaoping had just walked to the cashier's entrance and stood there with a cigarette in his hand. With a "tsk", he took out a ten-yuan piece from his trouser pocket and threw it on the cashier counter, then stuffed the cigarettes into his pocket unhappily, clamped|tightened them and walked out, muttering in a somewhat serious voice:

"Cut, they are all part-time workers, and they don't belong to your family."

Qin Xiao's eyelashes moved, but he didn't look up.He put his hands in the connected pockets of the sweater, sat behind the cash register with his back slightly hunched, and silently looked at the countertop in front of him.

The glass door in front of the door is open, and a wind-blocking curtain is hung on it. When someone walks in, gusts of cool wind will flow in with the lifted curtain.The cool wind at night was damp and piercing. People who came to surf the Internet rubbed their hands to pay at the cashier. Qin Xiao operated and charged with a blank face, and the cool wind blew out a little red in his nose.He rubbed it nonchalantly, and sat down again like a cold sculpture.

I sat there from late at night until dawn, the street lights went out from this side to the end of the long street, and there were only a few people playing games all night in the Internet cafe.

Qin Xiao stretched, then greeted the shift changer, put on the sweater hat, put his hands in the pockets in front of him, and walked into the morning dew and fog.