white moon messenger

"Receipt, stand at attention."

When the scorching sun was low and the day's training came to an end, the instructor organized a relaxing game to enhance the relationship between the students.

Turning in circles and then running back, the originally sleepy students didn't take much interest.

"The last team will have to do [-] push-ups."

……

Wen You's small face drooped, showing the instructor's wicked taste.

Qin Zhun glanced at her, and pulled her drooping ponytail: "Little Yuzi, play negatively."

Wen You glared at her: "It's not grapefruit!"

Qin Zhun smiled: "You don't want to do push-ups?"

Wen You nodded.

"Then you should be nice to me, I accidentally performed abnormally..." The two red lips closed and closed under the green military cap, attractive and annoying.

Wen You stepped on her feet, stretched out her hand and slapped Qin Zhun's hat brim hard, and knocked off her military cap, which covered half of Qin Zhun's face.

Qin Zhun: "..."

I am fat.

Seeing this scene, Xie Qingfeng immediately grabbed the flesh on He Xiao's arm, and then held back his laughter. It was rare to see Qin Zhun deflated.

As a result, he raised his head and met He Xiao's murderous eyes again.

Xie Qingfeng grinned his lips: "Wrong."

There was a wail from the back of the line.

Facing such a hat, Qin Zhun smiled angrily, and when he put the hat back on, he saw the little girl's indifferent back.

Really, there's nothing you can do about her.

The class was divided into four teams according to formation, Wen You ranked seventh, Qin Zhun followed closely behind.

Because of the difference between men and women, the boys' team turns five times more than the girls' team.

Wen You, who was sleepy at first, was also aroused by the desire to win and lose, so he stood on his feet to watch the situation in front of the team.

But after a long time, Wen You's forefoot became numb, and when he lowered his heel, it seemed that he had stepped on something soft.

Looking back, Qin Zhun's face was full of black lines——

The white shoes she is wearing today.

Wen You spoke incoherently, and quickly apologized: "Yes, I'm sorry..."

Qin Zhun looked at her white shoes with black marks.

Wen You said nervously, "Why don't you step back?"

...Why are you so easy to talk this time?

Qin Zhun sighed helplessly: "I am a three-year-old child, if you step on me, I will step back?"

Qin Zhun patted her hairy head and pushed her head back: "Watch your game."

It was Xu Baibai who was facing Wen You, and they had already pulled him half way, Xu Baibai rushed out a long way, and their team had just arrived.

After completing the handover, Wen You pinched his nose and began to turn around. Qin Zhun looked at Wen You who was curled up in a ball with complicated eyes.

After ten laps, Wen You staggered a few steps and walked forward.

Xu Baibai fell at the corner, and Wen You seized the opportunity to catch up with the other three teams.

Xu Baibai was so dizzy that he couldn't stand up for a long time, Wen You had dancing skills, and walked with ease, but his mind was spinning.

Wen You overtook Xu Baibai, the sound of cheering was overwhelming, she only saw the person staring at her quietly at the finish line.

Her gaze followed her closely from the beginning to the end, and everyone thought she was nervous about the competition, but no one knew that she was afraid that the little girl would fall.

At the moment of handover, Wen You lost his balance and fell into Qin Zhun's arms. His warm breath hit the side of Qin Zhun's neck. Qin Zhun was stunned for a moment, and Wen You hurriedly let her go.

Throwing General Qin Zhun's hat into Wen You's arms, she began to spin around. She tied a high ponytail, her hair stuck to the side of her face, and the hair was blown up by the wind.

The last stick, no matter male or female, only rotated five times, and it didn't affect people much. It was basically a sprint competition. Qin Zhun bumped a bit and then flew out.

Wen You hugged the hat, his eyes followed her closely, and the afterglow of the setting sun followed her, and the figure of the girl soared across the field.

The setting sun sank to the horizon, and they completed a hug that wasn't a hug under the setting sun.

Something exploded in the bottom of my heart.

A group of boys had already arrived, Qin Zhun overtook him, and the second arrived, a gust of hot wind blew up, blowing Wen You all over his face.

Qin Zhun's fair face rarely showed a real smile, the high-spirited spirit that belongs only to young people, behind her is the collision of the sunset and the clouds, and the gentleness of the world fades away.

"sharp."

Wen You lightly put the hat on her head, and Qin Zhun lowered his head meekly.

……

Xie Qingfeng grabbed He Xiao's clothes.

"Do you think Brother Qin is different?"

"Ok?"

"In the past, she didn't participate in this kind of game, and sat by herself."

He Xiao looked helpless: "...Don't ask if you shouldn't know."

Xie Qingfeng was still chattering: "Also, there's that expression from yesterday..."

"Cough." Qin Zhun cleared his throat.

Xie Qingfeng shut up immediately, shrank his neck and fled for his life with He Xiao.

Wen You looked confused and asked, "What's wrong?"

"No, my throat is uncomfortable."

……

Xu Baibai's group had fallen behind too much, and became the last group to arrive.

Xu Baibai didn't complain, rolled up his sleeves, and was the first to get down on the ground to do push-ups, and the rest of the girls followed her, and it became a beautiful sight on the playground.

The 15-year-old boy is willing to bet and admit defeat.

"Wen You, Zhuan Zhun's old class is looking for you." It was a well-behaved boy wearing black-rimmed eye shackles, who was a little shy facing the two of them.

Qin Zhun: "Understood."

Wen You nodded and started to go to the office. After walking a few small steps, Qin Zhun grabbed her. Wen You's frame was small, and he could hold her with just a grasp of his wrist.

Wen You: "? What's wrong?"

Qin Zhun wanted to say something bad, and asked, "Where are you going?

Wen You was confused: "The office? Isn't the old class looking for us?"

"..." Qin Zhun couldn't bear to tell the truth, "Over there is the Deyu Building."

Wen You: "Huh?"

Qin Zhun: "The office is in the mathematics building, your six o'clock direction."

"..." Wen You blushed, couldn't hold back a word for a long time, turned around silently, ashamed.

Qin Zhun wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, so he stepped up and followed Wen You.

Two shadows moved towards the distance at dusk.

The first day of training had long since ended, and a few students remained on the playground. Xu Baibai sipped water, looked at the two of them, his eyes dazzled.

- It's the smell of cp.

"Report."

Duan Jingzhi, who was typing rapidly in front of the computer, stopped his work and looked up at the two of them.

"Come here, come here."

The two entered the office.

Duan Jingzhi began to rummage through the stack of documents on the table, and finally dug out two A4 papers.

Wen You took it, gave Qin Zhun a piece, quickly glanced at the words on it, and asked, "Teacher?"

Qin Zhun was a body behind her, and after reading the content above, he probably knew what Duan Jingzhi meant.

Duan Jingzhi unscrewed the thermos and took a sip: "At the end of the military training, there will be speeches by freshmen, and two representatives of outstanding students will be sent to give speeches in the first year of junior high school and the first year of senior high school."

The implication is that Wen You and Qin Zhun have been selected, and they are the representatives of freshmen in the first year of high school.

Qin Zhun nodded, not surprised. She was a student of No. [-] Middle School in junior high school and knew this tradition. The representatives of the first year of senior high school have always been the first and second in the senior high school entrance examination.

Wen You transferred from another school, but he accepted it and nodded.

Duan Jingzhi looked at the performance of the two students with satisfaction: "Don't be too nervous, the school has prepared the speech script for you, just go back and practice a little bit by yourself."

"The manuscripts of the two of you are different. You can divide them into one front and one back, and you can assign them yourself. Then, the final concluding remarks are made by the two of you together. You can practice it by yourself in your spare time."

Qin Zhun's expression was quite natural, she was used to being dragged to speak under the national flag in junior high school, but Wen You's expression was a little dignified.

Duan Jingzhi stood up, patted the shoulders of the two students, and encouraged: "Come on, you can do it."

Both of them agreed.

That night, Xu Weizhong finally called.

Wen You just finished taking a shower, a towel was put on his shoulders, his wet hair was covered, the water slid down the towel, and his eyes were more lazy.

"How is the new school, do you get along well with your classmates?"

Wen You lowered her eyes, turned on the hands-free phone, put it on the table, and replied, "It's not bad, and the students are also fine." She wiped her hair, and shut up after answering the question.

The other side of the phone was quiet for a while, and Xu Wei finally found the topic again: "Ah, military training will start in a few days, and sunscreen must be applied well, otherwise it will be easy to get sunburned..."

Wen You stopped wiping her hair, fell silent for a while, and then said softly: "Mom, we have already started military training today."

Xu Weizhong was choked up a few times, and Wen You had already imagined Xu Weizhong's red and white face on the other side of the phone.

It's really not suitable for small talk between them.

"Mom, mom has been too busy these days, so she didn't pay attention to the time... How is grandma?" Xu Weizhong quickly changed the subject.

Wen You replied: "Grandma misses the old days. She comes back to chat with her neighbors. She is in a good mood every day. With Granny Yin helping to take care of her, she looks much better."

Granny Yin knew some medicine, which is one of the reasons why Xu Weizhong was relieved that Granny Yin would take care of Grandma He.

There was a noise from the phone.

"Mom, mother hug."

"Be good, Yanyan, mom is on the phone with sister..."

"I don't want my sister, I want my mother..."

Wen You lowered his eyes, and unconsciously lowered his voice: "Mom, you can accompany Yanyan, everything is fine here."

"Hey, okay, Youyou, you have to take good care of yourself."

"Got it, Mom."

After hanging up the phone, Wen You exhaled lightly, covered his face with the towel, closed his eyes, and let the water drip from the ends of his hair fall to the ground.

The night in the residential building is not quiet, the sound of arguments between husband and wife, the crying of babies, the rattling of chopsticks and plates, the chirping of cicadas outside the windows, and the noisy midsummer.

……

After Xu Weizhong hung up the phone, he hugged An Yan in his arms and sighed: "What's wrong with Yanyan?"

An Yan looks like her father, her face is still baby fat, her hands are fleshy, and she acts like a baby to Xu Weizhong: "Mom, I don't want to do my homework."

"No, hurry up and write, don't act like a baby."

"Then mother taught me." An Yan looked at her eagerly, Xu Weizhong was upset, and followed her to her small room, next to An Yan's small room, a white door was tightly closed.

That was the room Wen You lived in before moving to Yansong.

It just so happened that An Qisheng came back. Seeing this scene, he laughed and said, "What's the matter, my wife? You have a wrinkled face."

The mother and daughter stopped at the door.

Xu Weizhong patted the little daughter's head lovingly, and said to her: "Yanyan, go back to the room first, Mom and Dad have something to talk about, and I will come to you later, okay?"

An Yan was afraid of being safe, she nodded obediently and entered the room.

Xu Weizhong sat on the soft leather sofa, and An Qisheng also sat down: "What's the matter?"

Xu Weizhong frowned: "Do you think I am an incompetent mother?"

An Qisheng asked: "Is it Youyou, what's wrong with you?"

Xu Weizhong: "Youyou has always been very sensible, I know, but all these years my focus has been on Yanyan, looking back, Youyou seems to be getting farther and farther away from me."

An Qisheng listened attentively.

"I always thought that she was so much older than Yanyan, she could always take good care of herself, and paid less and less attention to her. It wasn't until Youyou said that she wanted to accompany grandma and transfer schools, and I realized that something was wrong. Do you know An Qi?" born."

"I called Youyou today, only to find out that they have started military training today. As a mother, I don't know anything, and my child doesn't even have the desire to share with me. I really..."

Xu Weizhong hugged her head, and An Qisheng hugged her.

The night is long.