Can't Escape in Youth: Youth

Seeing Miao Zaiqing went to the bathroom.

Miao Zaiqing had no choice but to ask Wan Xin to move the bench, while she took tools out of the cabinet.

It was the first time for Miao Zaiqing to cut his hair with others, not even his father had this kind of treatment.

At the beginning, Miao Zaiqing felt okay, but the more she pushed back, the more Miao Zaiqing felt that something was wrong.

He walked up to Wan Xin to have a look.

For the first time, Miao Zaiqing laughed out loud, he tried his best to hold back, but he just couldn't hold back.

Although it was rare for Miao Zaiqing to smile, Wan Xin felt that there was something wrong with this smile.

He stood up and looked in the mirror, helpless.

"Zaqing, you did it on purpose."

Not angry at all, just, how cool it is to go out.

"Ahem, that, that."

The corners of Miao Zaiqing's mouth curled up and down, and he hesitated for a long time before uttering a complete sentence. In the end, Wan Xin was also infected by him, and couldn't help laughing.

In the small space, the two teenagers smiled with crooked eyebrows.

......

He didn't take the money that Miao Zaiqing gave Wan Xin, but he quietly stuffed it into an iron box.

He was alone, and Wan Xin didn't want him to worry about money. Although he wasn't sure whether he was worried or not, as far as the current situation was concerned, there was no harm in having more money, and he still had to go to college in the future.

The sun opened a little today, although the wind is still cold, but the sun is very warm.

Miao Zaiqing's heart is also very warm, Wan Xin is like this, but his head is a little cool.

Before noon, the two of them boarded the bus back to City A, because Wan Xin said he wanted to go home.

The scenery outside the window is jumping quickly, hills, fields, and people.

There were not many people in the car, including the driver, there were no more than a dozen people.

On the double row of seats, Miao Zaiqing, who was sitting on the inner side, looked out the window.

It wasn't that he didn't want to talk, it was that he wanted to talk today, but suddenly realized that he didn't know anything about Wan Xin, and he didn't know where to start.

The two of them didn't talk much along the way, occasionally Wan Xin would say something, and Miao Zaiqing would reply, and then fell silent, repeating the cycle.

I don't know if it's because there is a familiar person sitting beside me today, Miao Zaiqing feels that the time has become less difficult.

After the bus enters the city.

"Would you like to come to my house for a meeting?"

Not sure whether Wan Xin was being polite or sincerely inviting, Miao Zaiqing didn't answer for a while.

The knee moved passively, it was Wan Xin's knee, "Huh?"

Miao Zaiqing nodded slightly.

When Shishi was standing in front of Wanxin's house, Miao Zaiqing felt regret that he had never felt before.

Compared with Wanxin's family, his home is like a slum, but here is a rich area.

For Miao Zaiqing, who grew up in a slum since childhood, he expressed his inability to accept it for a while.

However, Wan Xin didn't give him a chance to escape, put his hands on his back, and pushed him forward.

Alas, since it's here, let's settle down.

Miao Zaiqing also didn't want to act like a twat, it was embarrassing.

Wan Xin took Miao Zaiqing directly to the second floor and entered his room.

Wan Xin turned on the computer and brought a bottle of water and a few packets of snacks. He opened a bag and handed it to Miao Zaiqing.

Miao Zaiqing, who was sitting in front of the computer, took the snacks, and Wan Xin said, "You play for a while, and I'll change the clothes."

"Ah."

After Wan Xin walked away, Miao Zaiqing breathed a sigh of relief, but still felt uncomfortable everywhere.

Definitely next time, definitely don't come again.

Wan Xin, who was packing the suitcase, felt the touch of the plastic bag with his hands, and he suddenly remembered what happened to him in the morning.

He glanced at Miao Zaiqing's back with a guilty conscience, and quietly threw the plastic bag into the cabinet.

After packing his luggage, Wan Xin turned on his phone.

A series of messages and missed calls popped up.

Wan Xin was the first to call back his family members, and after reporting their whereabouts one by one, more than ten minutes had passed.

After hanging up the phone, Wan Xin looked at Miao Zaiqing's back, his heart skipped a beat, he turned on the phone camera, and there was a click on his back.

After the filming, Wan Xin pulled a chair and sat beside him.

"What to eat?"

"casual."

Wan Xin had no choice but to answer this question every time, and he didn't know whether it was true or false.

"What do you like to eat?"

Miao Zaiqing thought carefully for a few seconds, "Nothing special."

"alright."

"bathroom?"

Wan Xin pointed in the direction, and Miao Zaiqing got up and walked.

The two stayed at Wan Xin's house until after five o'clock, during which Ke Ming and Qi Ya also came over.

Wan Xin originally wanted to call them back later, but he had no choice. When he went downstairs to get takeaway, he was bumped into by Ke Ming who just came back from the outside.

So, this cheeky man followed into the house, and then called Qi Ya.

By the way, the two of them took turns laughing at his hairstyle several times.

Wan Xin looked at Miao Zaiqing resentfully, Miao Zaiqing silently turned his face aside, the corners of his lips curved.

27, 27

The people in the class realized belatedly recently that Miao Zaiqing actually had friends after being in school for three years, which is really rare.

Fang Yining and Su Cheng also felt that there were more voices behind them.

They still borrow test papers from Wan Xin for reference from time to time, or bring their own questions to ask.

And at times like this, both of them were surprised to find that the title of God of Learning was indeed well-deserved, and they could do two things at once.

Because, while the god of learning was giving them a lecture, he was able to point out Miao Zaiqing's mistakes.

Awesome is pretty awesome.

However, what's the matter with such a weird doting smile!

The two always had the illusion of being disturbed.

The school's recent recommendation quota came out, and Wan Xin was not among them, so he didn't feel anything.

On the contrary, Ke Ming was indignant for a long time after learning the news, which made the few people walking together often speechless.

However, there are friends like this.

Fortunately!

Fortunately!

Ever since Wan Xin knew that Miao Zaiqing had been included in his team, he became more comfortable dealing with Miao Zaiqing.

The usual greetings and caring, that is called a thoughtful, meticulous ah.

As a result, Miao Zaiqing has developed an inexplicable shyness recently, and is often reddened by some of his behaviors.

What the hell is he doing!

The weather has been getting colder recently, even Miao Zaiqing, who has never been sick all year round, was accidentally recruited.

He caught a cold.

After taking the medicine for a week and still not getting better, Wan Xin was unfortunately infected by him.

In the dormitory, Wan Xin held two cups of cold medicine that had been brewed, and handed one cup to Miao Zaiqing.

Miao Zaiqing took it, "cough, cough, thank you."

Wan Xin walked back to his desk and sat down.

Two people, each writing papers.

Ke Ming pushed the door open, and the aroma of Oden in his hand wafted along the wind and filled the entire dormitory within a few seconds.

Ke Ming quickly closed the door.

Wan Xin cast a disgusted look at it, Ke Ming didn't realize it, and leaned over the oden in his hand.

Wan Xin didn't bother to talk to him, Ke Ming didn't care much, and went to Miao Zaiqing's side again.

"No, thank you."

Even being rejected, Ke Ming still didn't feel embarrassed at all, he pulled the chair beside him and sat down.

"Hey~ I heard that our senior year's winter vacation is only ten days, it's so sad."

Wan Xin said: "Ten days is not bad. I heard that the third year of the No. [-] Middle School is going back to school."

"Tsk tsk, it's still the No. [-] middle school's top grade."

As the first test was approaching, the teachers of each subject would point out the key points and explain the key points every day, and the knowledge points that had been reviewed were not at ease.

Miao Zaiqing found that recently Wan Xin seemed to be looking at him often, but whenever he turned his head to look, he quickly moved away.

Miao Zaiqing was puzzled, but when he caught Wan Xin's bag again, he finally couldn't help asking.

"Is something wrong?"

"That," Wan Xin cleared his throat, "Zaqing, go to my house to celebrate the New Year."

Miao Zaiqing turned her gaze back to the book, and said flatly, "No."

He has a family, why should he go to someone else's house for the New Year?

Wan Xin next to him sighed softly, but did not speak.

Final exam day.

It was early in the morning, the sky was still dark, the bell hadn't rang, and someone was yelling in the corridor.

"Damn, it's snowing."

After a while, footsteps and voices came in through the wooden door.

Miao Zaiqing got up and stretched out her hand to open the curtain beside the bed.

There is a yellow street lamp in the distance, illuminating the surrounding scenery, under the street lamp, there are still small snowflakes floating.

It seems that the snow is not small.

Therefore, the morning exercises that the students could not do were changed to snow shoveling activities.

With limited tools, not everyone has to go, but most do.

Miao Zaiqing and Wan Xin are also members of this snow-shoveling army.

Miao Zaiqing held the broom and Wan Xin held the mop. At first, both of them worked very hard.

"Wan Xin."

Wan Xin didn't raise his head, "What?"

Miao Zaiqing didn't answer, Wan Xin raised his head, only felt that something was falling in front of him, and he closed his eyes subconsciously.

The snow on the tree fell all over Wan Xin's body.

After a while, he opened his eyes.

The boy's brows and eyes were full of smiles after a successful prank, like a naughty child.

Wan Xin was bewildered.

At this moment, the people and sounds around him seemed to be blocked by him, and he couldn't feel any sound.

His eyes and heart are filled with the person in front of him.

He thought: It would be nice if time stayed at this moment.

Exams are over and winter vacation is coming.

Outside the door, there were all kinds of excited noises. Inside, Wan Xin was packing up his things quietly.

When things were about to be packed, Miao Zaiqing came back with a bag in his hand.

"Given by the head teacher?"

"Ah."

Miao Zaiqing