a certain Zheng Kexin

Judging from Zheng Kexin's self-protection awareness that she couldn't tell whether she had a fever or not, Xu Niannian was really worried about her body.

Xu Niannian doesn't like to be sick, but once she catches a cold in winter, it is very difficult to recover. The illness is always repeated. Sometimes after taking the medicine during the day, it is clear that it will be cured, but at night, it will have a fever for no reason.

She thought, she was a heavy sleeper, Zheng Kexin and her room were separated by two doors, if Zheng Kexin felt uncomfortable at night, and she might not be able to hear her, she might as well move here to take care of her, since they are classmates anyway, they should help each other.

Zheng Kexin felt weak, before the first syllable of "no need" was pronounced, Xu Niannian had already laid down on his head.

The girl's short hair is thin and shredded, and it doesn't make people feel itchy when it rubs against people's ears, but it is very soft.

So Zheng Kexin didn't have time to say the rejection, needless to say.

The girl slept peacefully, breathing very lightly, not noisy at all, her pajamas were freshly washed, with a familiar smell of laundry detergent, and an indescribably warm temperature.

The half bowl of porridge she had just poured down finally gave Zheng Kexin some strength, she moved her body slightly, and Xu Niannian who was beside her immediately asked, "What's wrong?"

"No..." Zheng Kexin's stomach twitched for a bit, and she still felt a little pain, so she obediently stopped moving, "I can't fall asleep."

Xu Niannian got up and touched her forehead: "I don't have a fever, it should be because I slept too much just now."

Then she touched Zheng Kexin's neck again, and asked her, "Does your throat hurt, do you want to take some anti-inflammatory medicine?"

Zheng Kexin shook her head: "It doesn't hurt."

After tossing for several hours, Zheng Kexin was still in a bad state. Maybe it was the effect of the medicine that made people lazy. She felt that her five senses seemed to be turned off along with the bedside lamp. It took a while before she remembered how much she had added to others. trouble, so I added another sentence.

"Thank you, sorry to bother you."

Just such a light thank you is not sincere enough, Zheng Kexin thought, Xu Niannian will take care of herself in the heart, and if she is sick in the future, he will take good care of her.

However, this idea is not right, it seems that there is a sinister curse in every word, Zheng Kexin pondered for a while, and found that the clothes made by Xu Niannian were washed in the washing machine, and his sense of existence was really low, for a while I couldn't think of a way to "repay my kindness", so I had to keep my mouth shut.

Xu Niannian was used to Zheng Kexin's politeness, so she didn't take it seriously, she lay back and turned over, put her hand on her arm, and held it gently: "It's okay, my mother will sleep with me when I'm sick. , so that she can find out immediately if I'm uncomfortable."

At about four o'clock, Zheng Kexin woke up once, perhaps because she heard Xu Niannian's theory that "you will have a fever at night" before going to bed, she put her hand on her forehead the moment she woke up, and as soon as she moved, she found that her arm was hugged by Xu Niannian, so she had to change it. hand.

After confirming that she still possesses the indestructible body that is hard-wearing and tossing, she calmed down and laughed at herself, then suddenly couldn't fall asleep.

She carefully touched the mobile phone on the bedside table and took a look. She did an addition in her heart and found that the cumulative sleep time today had reached eight hours, and her battery was fully charged.

The early sun woke up earlier than her, and one edge of the curtain decorated with small flowers was illuminated, revealing a little faint morning light. The room was still very dark, but I could already see the shape of my palm when I stretched out my hand.

She turned her head and looked at Xu Niannian quietly.

Qiao Yuan doesn't look like a three-good student no matter how he dresses, Wen Yu must have misunderstood even if he was arrested in the police station, and Qi Yao, even if he smeared two handfuls of soot on his face and went to play monkeys on the overpass, he still couldn't cover up the rich family. Brother son's temperament.

A person's appearance is linked to his personality, and sometimes there is a certain basis for looking at the face.

Xu Niannian had a harmless face.

Even under such a weak light source, only the soft outline can be seen clearly, which still allows Zheng Kexin to draw such a conclusion.

Zheng Kexin didn't talk very much in the class, and she didn't get along well with others, so she roughly divided the girls in the class into three categories—the quiet ones, the noisy ones, Ning Zhi and An Ji.

Xu Niannian naturally belongs to the quiet category, a well-behaved boy with good grades and a comfortable appearance, a good boy in the eyes of teachers and parents in every sense.

Quiet can be subdivided.

For example, Zheng Kexin's quietness is because she is too lazy to speak, and is using silence to suppress evil thoughts and negative emotions. It is a wall, or a lock.

Xu Niannian's quietness is polite and respectful, well-behaved and quiet, and through An Ran's face in sleep, one can see the shadow of a beautiful family behind her.

She must have grown up very happily, and her family must be full of gentleness, with a strong mother and kind father, in order to raise a kind and clean child like Xu Niannian.

However, Zheng Kexin's thoughts were suddenly messed up, and she suddenly thought - isn't her family also like this.

Once——she used to move a small bench to watch her mother cook, and her mother would always indulge her naughty and sneaky food. Su Yingyu was gentle and kind, no matter how many times Xiao Zheng Kexin called "Mom", she would never get bored.

And Dad is the hero who can always beat all the homework. No matter how difficult the math problems are, no matter how difficult Chinese ancient poems are to memorize, Dad will always have a way to overcome them, isn't it the same.

Didn't she also have an enviable family?

She quietly looked at Xu Niannian's hair, Xu Niannian's eyelashes, and Xu Niannian's nose, and felt that she was close to her, as if she was close to a spring of warm water.

Subconsciously, she gently touched Xu Niannian's face, the girl's face was just like her, gentle and soft.

But why would I be a hard rock, a piece of ice that was freezing, just because of Sheng Yunming?

In a year of 360 five days, Zheng Kexin wakes up at night for at least one-third of the days. She can't sleep, she just lies on the bed or sits at the table, writes and draws in a notebook, fermenting with various hypotheses own malice.

People are so fragile that they can die this way or that way.

Her nights either belonged to nightmares or Sheng Yunming, or belonged to nightmares and Sheng Yunming. It was rare for her to have such a peaceful and sober late night, jumping out of Sheng Yunming, an unchangeable factor, and calm down to think about herself.

She couldn't help thinking, why couldn't she live like Xu Niannian.

Why can't she get along well with this world, with herself, and become a happy, lively and lovely little girl.

Sheng Yunming will die sooner or later, and she will definitely die before her. Why can't she continue to bear it, wait a minute, why should she mess up her life.

Two bowls of malatang for 25 yuan, which is very cost-effective, cured her two hundred and five diseases.

Sooner or later, she will be able to get out of the sea of ​​suffering like Xiao Xu. No one can change a mental patient, but at least they can choose to escape and ignore, just like now, Xiao Xu has been admitted to university, and she no longer has to worry about her father burning down other people's houses, and herself I have also moved out and have the sound sleep I have been craving for so many years.

Everything is getting better, as long as you wait patiently, this day will get better.

She suddenly figured it out.

Xu Niannian at the side really fell asleep as she said, Zheng Kexin carefully wanted to pull out the arm that was held by her, but unfortunately when he moved, he was hugged even tighter, so he had no choice but to lie back.

Fortunately, it was Saturday, and they had the right to sleep in.

Zheng Kexin found that since she moved out of the house, the frequency of thinking about problems seemed to have skyrocketed, and she was bored lying down, so she continued to think along the train of thought just now.

The reason why I was able to think calmly was waking up in the middle of the night, and the reason for waking up in the middle of the night was because I was sick and went to bed early. Three sentences suffocated the emotions for the whole week.

She pushed forward here momentarily, stopping to sense something was wrong.

In the final analysis, this matter was only because Sheng Yunming said a few ugly words and scolded her father and grandma. Compared with what Sheng Yunming has done these years, this trivial matter is not worth mentioning at all. The nervous system that I have been trained for a long time will choose to block it, and if it cannot be blocked, I will wear headphones and go back to the room. It is impossible to slam the door, and I will not even have redundant expressions.

Zheng Kexin realized it in junior high school. The door slams both inside and outside. Once she slams, Sheng Yunming will only get worse, crying and screaming and raising the decibel—"You fucking have the ability to slam me, little bastard, why are you slamming the door?" You throw me! I will let you fall today..."

Besides, if it breaks, her parents have to worry about it, which is really not worth the candle.

So in the past, she would not be as angry as she is now. Zheng Ke thought for a long time, but couldn't find out enough points to stimulate her in this matter. Finally, she realized that her ability to bear had weakened.

She has been mixed with Ning Zhi An Ji since she was a child, and she has first-class resistance to blows. She has always been good at head-to-head, never showing weakness in the field of aura, and she is used to looking up when she fails the exam and is criticized, but now she suddenly took the route of a little girl in an idol drama , became hypocritical.

Zheng Kexin thought of the emotion of wanting to make trouble last night, turned over gently and lay face to face with Xu Niannian, and looked at her quietly.

The sky gradually brightened, the curtains were not drawn tightly, and the room was getting brighter and brighter. Xu Niannian didn't intend to get up, but followed her biological instinct and stuck her face into her arms, rubbing her nose against Zheng Kexin's arm, breathing, her head, and her whole body , are all fluffy.

So Zheng Kexin found the answer to everything that was strange.

——The peaceful life wears away the sharpness of people, and the defense system is dormant, which reduces people's resistance.

After thinking about these things clearly, Zheng Kexin made a decision. She planned to exhibit all the emotions she had accumulated over the years.

Ning Zhi was the one who suffered first.

As soon as Zhou Ningzhi entered the door, he bumped into the bright smile on the tablemate's face unpreparedly. Zheng Kexin smiled sincerely, turned his head slightly to her and raised his hand: "Morning."

Ning Zhi, who hadn't woken up, almost blurted out: "I'm on the wrong track."

Good sisters should be neat and tidy, but An Ji will suffer later.

When An Ji went to the bathroom during class, Zheng Kexin grabbed his arm as soon as he got up—how ​​normal it was for a little girl to go to the bathroom arm in hand, but how abnormal it was for Zheng Kexin.

Ning Zhi's following gaze seemed to be seeing him off.

Then came Qiao Yuan.

Qiao Yuan made food fast, and he ate fast, Zheng Kexin just started when he cleaned up his plate, saw that he was eating deliciously, and gave him a piece of braised pork.

Qiao Yuan was flattered and raised his head, picked up his chopsticks: "What's the matter?"

Zheng Kexin shook her head with a gentle expression.

Qiao Yuan swallowed, and put down the chopsticks with a pale face: "Poisonous?"

Zheng Kexin's anomaly made everyone look white, only Xu Niannian was the only one to cheer.

Early on Monday morning, Zheng Kexin and Xu Niannian said: "If you want me to go home with you in the future, put the pencil case on the left side of the table; can see."

Xu Niannian smiled happily and nodded fiercely: "Okay!"

The author has something to say: I really have the memory of a fish, it’s only been two months, and now Xiuwen can’t even remember what he wrote.

Tomorrow, I will eat Korean side dishes with more jelly and fungus.

Early on Monday morning, Zheng Kexin and Xu Niannian said: "If you want me to go home with you in the future, put the pencil case on the left side of the table; I can see."—this is so sweet.