Can't Escape in Youth: Youth

question?

Although it was boring, Miao Zaiqing still replied with the word "um", and the other side replied quickly.

[I'm doing an English paper. ]

After sending a sentence, the chat box still shows that the other party is typing, and two seconds later.

[Do you want to be together? ]

The second monk Miao Zai Qingzhang couldn't figure it out and replied with a question mark.

The next second, the other party directly sent a video invitation, and Miao Zaiqing suddenly realized that this was the case.

After clicking reject without hesitation, Wan Xin also sent a question mark.

Miao Zaiqing replied, [It's already done. ]

[have a look. ]

In view of Wan Xin's English score is also very good, Miao Zaiqing did not hesitate, took two photos and sent them over.

For a few minutes, there was no reply from the other side. Miao Zaiqing was about to put down his phone and continue to do the paper, when Wan Xin replied, a series of huge ellipsis dynamic emoticons, and then, the words he sent.

[Get to school early tomorrow. ]

[? ]

[Communication English test paper. ]

Got it, he was wrong too much.

Miao Zaiqing put the phone aside, took the English test paper and began to check it, feeling dizzy.

The wrong person never realizes that he is wrong, and he is probably the only one to talk about.

Miao Zaiqing gave up the examination and did not reply to Wan Xin, picked up the pen and continued to do the paper just now.

In the evening, Miao Zaiqing, who had spent a whole day doing homework in her room, finally decided to go out.

He casually grabbed a plastic bag and held it in his hand, turned off the lights on the second floor, and walked towards the first floor.

On the first floor, Miao Zaiqing walked to the small table next to the wall in the living room, picked up the rotten watermelon and pepper fried fat on it, and threw it into a plastic bag.

After fastening the plastic bag, Miao Zaiqing went out on a motorcycle.

Miao Zaiqing is a habitual offender when riding a motorcycle without wearing a helmet. He clearly knows that the traffic police here generally only act during the day, and even if there is action at night, they will go back and forth at those points. I have already figured it out.

In fact, Miao Zaiqing didn't have anything to do, he just wanted to go out for a walk and read all day long, which made his head hurt.

Miao Zaiqing came to the outskirts of the city with a motorcycle and a light car.

The street lights on the suburban roads are not as dense as those in the city. There is only one light for a long distance. There is no one on the side of the road, and it looks a bit desolate and gloomy, especially when passing through roads without street lights.

After driving for a while, Miao Zaiqing turned into an uphill road, and the street lights became dense again.

About 10 minutes later, Miao Zaiqing stopped between two street lamps on the mountaintop road. He opened the trunk and took out two bottles of beer that had been stored for an unknown period of time.

The view from the top of the mountain is very good. From here, you can see the sky dyed by city lights and the night view of the whole city.

Miao Zaiqing held a can of beer in one hand, and sat casually on the side of the road, stepping into the grass, not afraid of snakes, insects, rats and ants.

The cool night wind passed through his arms, bringing up thin goosebumps.

Miao Zaiqing, who has no friends since she was a child, now sits alone on the top of the mountain drinking, watching the colorful and flickering night scene, listening to the cicadas and insects in the jungle, looks even more lonely.

In this world, he has no relatives anymore.

It seems that Miao Zaiqing came up the mountain just to get rid of the two cans of beer. After drinking the wine, he didn't stop for a moment, got on the motorcycle and went home.

That night, Miao Zaiqing had an unbelievable dream. After waking up, he found that his pants were wet. Touching the wet place, he fell into deep thought.

This was a normal phenomenon, but the people and things in the dream made Miao Zaiqing feel sick.

These years, he has never met that person again, how could he dream of that person, and do such things with that person.

The water flowed down his neck, Miao Zaiqing's thoughts were still trapped in that dream, the more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and the more he thought about it, the more disgusting he became.

In the end, he lost control and smashed the shower head to the ground. The shower head was not broken, and the splintered water flowed everywhere.

A dream pulled out all the dusty memories in his heart.

Disgusting memory.

The boy lowered his head facing the mirror, let the water flow on the ground for a while, then turned around with red eyes, and closed it.

Full of anger, nowhere to vent.

Angry and helpless.

Disturbed, unable to fall asleep, unable to read books, unable to continue doing problems, Miao Zaiqing had no choice but to turn on the mobile game, hoping that the game could relieve his current restlessness.

Before you know it, the sky is getting brighter.

Miao Zaiqing yawned, got up and made breakfast, then lay back on the bed and continued the game.

In my heart, it's fucking annoying.

This restlessness lasted until Miao Zaiqing was swept away by sleepiness again.

10, 10

Wan Xin arrived at school early today, from one o'clock to three o'clock, Miao Zaiqing hadn't come yet.

Did you not see the message he sent?

Thinking of Miao Zaiqing's indifferent temperament, his face that didn't change his expression after getting along for a month, and the huge reaction that arose when he touched him, Wan Xin didn't want to think about it anymore, but he couldn't control it anymore. live.

Wan Xin, who stayed alone in the dormitory, did page after page of exercises, and read them over and over again.

Finally, after four o'clock, the closed door of the dormitory was opened from the outside.

Wan Xin's pupils shone slightly, and he turned his head to look at the door, but then quickly looked back.

It's Keming.

As soon as Ke Ming came in, he pulled a chair next to him and sat down, "Why did you come to school so early?"

Wan Xin turned over a page of the exercise, and replied calmly: "It's fine to stay at home."

Ke Ming rolled his eyes, obviously dismissing this perfunctory reason.

The two talked a few more words, and Ke Ming went downstairs. He was busy playing for the past two days, but he didn't do his homework.

Wan Xin, who came back from the cafeteria after dinner, opened the door of the dormitory and paused when he saw Miao Zaiqing inside.

Same as when he went back, Miao Zaiqing was still wearing a blue and white school uniform.

Wan Xin closed the door as if nothing had happened, and walked up to Miao Zaiqing.

Miao Zaiqing was putting things in the closet, but Wan Xin was standing next to him, Miao Zaiqing had no choice but to look at each other.

Seeing that Miao Zaiqing had no intention of explaining at all, Wan Xin suddenly felt quite boring.

Just as he was about to sit back on the chair, with his eyes drooping, Wan Xin suddenly noticed a few red marks on Miao Zaiqing's elbow.

"What happened to the elbow?"

Miao Zaiqing closed the cabinet door, "It's okay."

The tone of understatement is that everyone can hear his attitude of rejecting others thousands of miles away.

Wan Xin nodded, turned around and was about to leave.

"Wan Xin."

Wan Xin turned sideways and looked at Miao Zaiqing, thinking that Miao Zaiqing was going to tell him something.

Unexpectedly.

Miao Zaiqing took out 200 yuan from his backpack, held it in his hand and thought for a second, then took out another bill, and handed it to Wan Xin.

"Electricity, see if it's enough, it's not enough for me next month,"

Miao Zaiqing rarely said a few words, but Wan Xin listened impatiently.

Hehe, is this what he wants to hear?

He waited for the whole afternoon in the dormitory alone today!

The unknown anger in his heart came out of nowhere, he snatched the money from Miao Zaiqing's hand, and let out a self-deprecating chuckle, then turned around and walked out of the dormitory quickly.

Recently, some students in the class were surprised to find that the god of learning who transferred from another school seemed to have become a little taciturn and didn't like to smile very much.

Three or five girls were secretly discussing in private, and together, this is not the trend of him developing towards Miao Zaiqing.

Those who are close to vermilion are red, and those who are close to ink are black?

Is Miao Zaiqing so influential?

It was another weekend, Wan Xin was absent-minded while facing the paper, and reluctantly finished one side, but when he turned to the second side, he couldn't write any more.

Since the last time Miao Zaiqing and him went out in the dormitory, the two of them have spoken so far, and they can count on ten fingers.

Wan Xin put down his pen, turned his head and glanced at Miao Zaiqing who was serious and freely swaying the paper, he sighed helplessly.

"In Qing."

Suddenly hearing someone calling him Miao Zaiqing, he stopped the pen in his hand and didn't look at Wan Xin, but it was obvious that he was waiting for the next sentence.

"You went home, did something happen?"

In a word, Miao Zaiqing's memories were brought back to that night again, her mood plummeted, and she had the faint urge to drop her pen.

How can anything happen, what else can happen, it's just that he had a dream, that's all.

Miao Zaiqing was trying to build psychological hints for herself to calm down.

"No."

"then you......"

Wan Xin stopped as soon as he uttered two words, because Miao Zaiqing looked at him with extreme impatience, as if he was about to explode in the next second.

This was the first time that Miao Zaiqing showed such emotion in front of Wan Xin.

All this happened so suddenly that Wan Xin was inexplicable.

I him,,

Who doesn't have a temper?

In the next few days, there was nothing to say between the two of them.

Wan Xin's usual breezy smile disappeared, and instead, a paralyzed face similar to Miao Zaiqing's.

However, Miao Zaiqing's family had fake facial paralysis, he had facial paralysis without meaning, and he didn't care about Wan Xin's reaction at all, so he should do whatever he should.

With Wan Xin's obvious emotional change, not only Fang Yining and Su Cheng at the front table were wondering who had offended Xue Shen.

Even Ke Ming wondered, "Hey, what happened recently, the corners of my mouth are blistered."

"No."

"Tch, why can't I tell your buddy, is it possible that you are looking for a flower with dung?"

......

Wan Xin tried his best to ignore the obscene words in Ke Ming's words, and swallowed a mouthful of braised pork with difficulty.

"Before you speak