Small snail

Wen Qi stood in front of the teaching building, the glare of the sun dazzled his eyes and made him shake his mind.

It is still during class, and the campus is very quiet, except that there are two classes in physical education on the playground ahead.A group of boys were playing basketball on the basketball court. It was strange that after a distance of tens of meters, Wen Qi's eyes were locked on the basketball that was constantly being fought over, as if possessed. People seem to stand still in his eyes.

He just watched the basketball stumbling across the half court, making a "slap" sound on the basketball court, and then quickly bounced to the basket, drawing a beautiful arc in the air, with a "bang", Bounced hard on the basket, and fell to the ground in a half-moon arc, "da, da, da"...

From such a long distance, the rhythmic "da da" sound of the basketball falling to the ground seemed to hit his heart, which was infinitely amplified, and even the sound of the head teacher pointing at his nose a few minutes ago and saying "garbage". In this rhythm, it echoed over and over again like a bell.

Wen Qi squeezed his eyes shut.

"Trash!" "Bitch-born bastard!"

The chaotic voice in his head made him shake his head suddenly, and when he opened his eyes again, a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He looked up at the bright sun in the sky, his eyes hurt, he turned and walked towards the shadowy back playground—he grew up in the dark, and he didn't dare to hope for sunshine.

The entire playground of Lanshui No. [-] Middle School is divided into the front playground and the back playground by the teaching building. The front playground is well-equipped with various facilities and is always lively.But the back playground behind the teaching building is deserted, and few people go there.

This became Wen Qi's favorite small place to visit.During class breaks or lunch breaks, Wen Qi couldn't stay in the classroom any longer, so Wen Qi liked to come here alone to clean himself up, sometimes sitting on the stone steps in a daze, and sometimes coming to read books quietly.

When this time came, Wen Qi found that the place where he was used to sitting was exposed to the sun, so he walked into the grass on the other side.

There is a piece of grass that has not been trimmed much, and a row of trees are planted in front of the grass, which grow very lush.

The weeds grew so chaotically that Wen Qi almost regarded this place as his own territory. He didn't expect that after he walked around the bushes, he would see another person on the grass behind the trees.

Wen Qi immediately froze there.

The man didn't feel too panicked at all, he just lay on the grass, his lower body was covered by the shade of the trees, but his chest was exposed to the sun, if you say he was basking in the sun, the man strangely used The school uniform jacket covered the entire face.

With one leg slightly bent and swaying slowly, with both arms resting behind his head, his posture is very leisurely.

After Wen Qi realized it, he took a step back subconsciously, and then thought again, this is not a place for him alone, why can't he stay?So he bypassed that person and sat down three trees away from him.

Wen Qi leaned against the tree trunk, and when the class teacher finished his class, he would probably invite the parents as soon as possible. He was angry at the teacher in class, and kicked the table to leave. What is passed on.

Wen Qi is not cowardly, he never regrets what he does, and it was not impulsive when he just slapped him.It's just that now that he is calmer, he closes his eyes and thinks that the mother who received the complaint will look at him with disappointed eyes, and then ask him sadly, "Why are you still disobedient, are you obedient?" He felt very uncomfortable.

obedient?He had heard this word countless times from his mother since he was a child, and it was almost physically disgusting to hear it.

Wen Qi was disgusted and wanted to really be an obedient son, but when he turned his head, it was difficult to control his fist, and the split made him feel a little disgusted.

"Eh!"

Wen Qi, who was lost in his own thoughts, was suddenly hit by a stone in the leg, and turned his head to see the person lying there with his face covered, who at some point revealed half of his face, looking at him with one exposed eye, needless to say The "ah" just now was obviously talking to Wen Qi.

Wen Qi only looked at him strangely, but didn't speak.

The man brushed the dust off his jeans, pointed and said, "You just stepped on me."

Wen Qi frowned, and immediately turned his head away, ignoring the man's low-level touch.Did he not know if he stepped on it or not?I deliberately avoided him just now, the dirty spots on the trousers were obviously stained by him lying on the ground indiscriminately, if you don't believe it, if he sits up, his clothes must be dirty too.

The man didn't get Wen Qi's response, he was a little bored, he really sat up, threw aside the school uniform that covered his head, jumped up, and unexpectedly rubbed against Wen Qi's side, his legs separated carelessly , squatting down, "Hey, are you skipping class? This class of Class [-] shouldn't be an outdoor activity class?"

Wen Qi didn't intend to talk to him at first, but when he heard that the other party knew that he was in the first class, he couldn't help looking at him in surprise.

"Are you surprised that I know you?" He was quite proud, "I also know that you come here every noon and sit on the stone steps over there, right?"

After the words fell, there was still no response. He squatted so badly that his legs were so sore, he changed his posture and put the weight on the other leg. He couldn't help thinking, his personality charm is not so bad that it will completely fail when he is on a boy. "Hey... Just talk to me, or I'll be embarrassed by myself, little Wen Tong..."

When he met Wen Qi's eyes, he was startled instead, and stretched out his hand to shake Wen Qi's gaze, "Hey, hey, hello? Are you staring at me?"

Wen Qi pursed his lips tightly, he was indeed stunned, this face, this person... Before the other party was paying attention, a light had already flashed in his eyes, he suppressed the turmoil in his heart, and tried his best to speak normally He asked slowly, "...what's your name?"

The boy shook his head, "Well, I'm glad you didn't continue to embarrass me, but generally speaking, only girls ask my name as soon as they open their mouths."

"Why?" Wen Qi asked.

The man smiled and blinked, "Isn't this a sub-question? I still need to give the answer myself?"

Wen Qi seemed to have figured it out, pursed his lips and smiled, very restrained.

"understand?"

Wen Qi didn't nod or shake his head, but looked at his face and continued persistently: "Then your name?"

"Xiao Cheng." Xiao Cheng moved closer, "Xiao Cheng from class seven."

Wen Qi saw Xiao Cheng's head dangling in front of his eyes, and raised his hand almost without thinking.When he saw Xiao Cheng's puzzled eyes, he realized, "I...you have weeds on your head."

"Really?" Xiao Cheng snorted his hair indifferently, "Is there any more?"

It was only at this time that Wen Qi discovered that the inner and outer layers of Xiao Cheng's hair were of different colors. The outer layer was of course black as far as the naked eye could see, while the inner layer seemed to have been dyed.The school rules of Lanshui No. [-] Middle School clearly stated that hair dyeing was not allowed, so did he use this method to take advantage of a loophole?

"Huh?" He didn't get a response again, Xiao Cheng raised his eyes and saw Wen Qi looking at his hair with a silly expression on his face, he couldn't help but brushed up the hair on the outside, and leaned closer, "Does it look good? I'll try it." I have chosen several colors, but I think this dull green suits me best."

There was only one thought in Wen Qi's mind at this moment, Xiao Cheng's hair must be soft to the touch, he didn't shut down the little beast of impulse in his heart, and just put his outstretched hand on it.

Really... soft.It's easier to touch than imagined.Wen Qi almost wanted to touch it a few times.

However, Xiao Cheng, who was suddenly touched, bounced away instantly as if his hair had been blown. Because he squatted for a long time, his legs were numb. Such a big movement almost made him fall to his knees directly. He stopped, so he didn't let himself rush to the street, and kept his imagination of being wise and mighty. He shook his legs quietly, trying to drive away the numbness, "Why are you touching me?"

Wen Qi blinked.

Xiao Cheng swallowed, "... the hair. Do you know that you pluck the hair from the tiger's head? I have lived so long, and no one has ever touched my head!"

Wen Qi put down his hand and made a gesture of throwing something on the ground, "I saw grass on your hair, so I took it."

Xiao Cheng glanced in the direction where Wen Qi threw it, but couldn't see anything, "Is that so..."

Wen Qi nodded calmly, and suddenly said in a low voice, "You are really amazing."

"Ok?"

"And dyed her own hair."

"...?" Before Xiao Cheng could express his doubts, another voice suddenly came from outside.

"Brother Cheng!" It was Jiang Jizhou who ran over, "I knew you came here to hide from laziness again, fighting a fire is like saving a field!" Pulling Xiao Cheng, he wanted to run.

Xiao Cheng was not dragged away by him, and directly said, "If you don't save him, you choose to die."

"No, those grandchildren in class [-] are too irritating!" Jiang Jizhou cursed bitterly, but when he wanted to spread out, Xiao Cheng cut him off, "Oh, you lost again?"

Jiang Jizhou frowned, "Then don't let Sun Zeyang play if they have the ability! How dare a basketball team win and laugh at us? He just wanted to see that you were not here, Brother Cheng, on purpose! Who doesn't remember when..."

"Tsk," Xiao Cheng said impatiently, "If you hate him, you can hate him. It's too much to mention other people's black history, can't you afford to lose?"

"..." Jiang Jizhou choked for a moment, and immediately shouted, "Who says I can't afford to lose! I'm not...not..."

"Not what?"

"...Didn't you want to sing about your glorious history, Brother Cheng?"

These words sounded pleasing to Xiao Cheng's ears, "Brother will teach you today that my glory has never been history, let's go."

Jiang Jizhou's eyes lit up, "Let's go, let's send him a mid-air dunk, dunk him to death..."

Just as Xiao Cheng was about to step out of the grass, he suddenly remembered that there was another person here, so he quickly stopped, and looked back at Wen Qi, "I'll talk to you next time."

Wen Qi looked at Xiao Cheng and smiled at him, and felt as if he was being trampled on by a little beast's hoof, "Mm."

He responded softly, and watched Xiao Cheng leave his sight. As for Jiang Jizhou, who was chattering next to Xiao Cheng, he had never been in his field of vision.

"Xiao Cheng..." It turned out to be this name.

This is probably the most beautiful thing about transferring to Blue Water No. [-] Middle School.

The haze in Wen Qi's heart was dispelled, his eyes swept over the school uniform that had fallen on the grass, he walked over slowly, and picked it up with a bow.