a certain Zheng Kexin

In Xu Gao’s tradition, senior high school students start school earlier than other grade students. The tail end of winter vacation is on the tip of their tails. Everyone has just finished the New Year, and their schedules are still in the state of not sleeping during the day and not sleeping at night. They suddenly get up at six o’clock and rush to school. , The schoolbag can be forgotten on the bed.

But the teacher doesn't care if you're asleep or not, on the first day of school you study by yourself early, before Qiao Yuan finished eating the buns, Ding Xin came in with a [-]-day countdown schedule.

The gunshots for the fourth round of general review started like this.

The round of review ended as early as the second half of the second year of high school, the second and third rounds of review were as fast as flying on the ground, and now the fourth round of review has started to check for omissions and make up for gaps, not seeking speed, only seeking details.

Ning Zhi and An Ji were delighted to hear this, and felt like they were looking for differences when they were doing the papers.

One held up the weekly mathematics test that had just been completed and said: "Six big questions, three of which have been solved, and the number of the last question has not been changed."

The other tilted his head and yawned for four seconds: "Cloze is still a drunkard and a cleaner, September exam paper."

Qiao Yuan immersed himself in copying "A Fang Gong Fu", pretending to be very busy, for fear that his photographic memory would suddenly ask him—hey, how many mistakes did you make in that gestalt?

This is really deadly.

The big exam has changed from once a month to once a week, and the quiz has changed from once a day to random surprises. The last round of papers has not been covered yet, and the new round of big rankings has changed their rankings. Look up at the blackboard. After finishing the thick stack, the class representative started to update the homework list again.

At the end of high school where everyone was in turmoil, life was worse than death, and daily nightmares, Zheng Kexin slowly realized a kind of step-by-step happiness.

She returned to the small rental house with Xu Niannian, got up early to endorse, returned late after school, and occasionally took a break from the heavy and intensive schoolwork and exams, discussing what to eat on weekends, and the night snack changed from white fungus soup to sago dew, which should be in Zheng Ke's heart At the request of the glutton, I added a double skin milk. If the flower is poured correctly, there will be red bean balls to drink.

Acting coquettishly is probably not a complicated skill. Zheng Kexin is self-taught and hard-working. He quickly mastered the standard method from making trouble for no reason to becoming a humanoid pendant, and easily coaxed Xu Niannian to abandon his bedroom.

I don't know if it's a routine of sugar water to nourish people every night, or it's reassuring to sleep with Xu Niannian in his arms. Zheng Kexin's complexion is getting better and better, and his complexion is ruddy and shiny.

In contrast, Ning Zhi, who was supposed to walk sideways, was miserable.

Qiao Yuan is probably born in the year of fish, and his special ability is to forget when he puts his claws down. In the next year, the content of the second and third rounds of review will be sent to the sky with fireworks, so I remember hearing the sound.

Ning Zhi said that once the test paper is discounted once, and he has to "prepare the lesson" after finishing the homework, he racks his brains every day to calculate how to pour those simple knowledge points into Qiao Yuan's mind. I lost weight from the torment, everyone wanted to fight, and the whole face said don't mess with me.

She sighed in over a hundred breaths a day, looking at Anji enviously, looking at Qiao Yuan being an eyesore, and looking at Zheng Kexin was confused - she felt that Zheng Kexin seemed to have sucked her energy away, and she was too lively, this person is usually a sleeper Stuffy gourd, but after the college entrance examination, it became lively, talked a lot, laughed a lot, and even started to learn how to go to the toilet together with little girls, and it's unexpected to throw people's faces full of water and make trouble.

Of course, it was limited to Xu Niannian.

When she was at the same table, this person was a mushroom with rooted buttocks, but now he has learned to scurry all over the corridor, either to accompany Xu Niannian to carry homework, or accompany Xu Niannian to the bathroom, and even developed the habit of helping Xu Niannian fetch water before English class. Just to give Xu Niannian 5 minutes to memorize the composition, in case the king spot-checks and punishes him.

In Ning Zhi's heart, she felt a bit like a girl who couldn't help herself.

Not only that, Ning Zhi also found that these two people have too many things in common!The water glasses are the same, the pencil cases are the same, the umbrellas are the same, the little red strings are the same, and the socks are the same. When will Zheng Kexin wear floral socks?

This is outrageous.

Ning Zhi can't learn to insinuate, she has something to ask, but it's a pity that Zheng Kexin's brain is half of the exam and half of Xu Niannian, and he didn't hear the slightest jealousy. He thought it was socks, there was nothing rare, and he immediately bought them for Ning Zhi and An Ji A pair, a pair of Jenny turtles and a pair of frog seeds, Ning Zhifei said that they are ugly, and would not wear them to death.

What's more terrible is that the people who are usually on call can no longer make appointments on weekends, and there is only one reason to shirk——after the college entrance examination, people have to read books.

It's true, Xu Gao's library is open to senior high school students on weekends, as long as the weather is fine, Zheng Kexin and Xu Niannian go to read books every weekend.

There is a row of begonias on the path by the side entrance of the library. In the afternoon, when the sun is at its peak, the shadows of the trees will cast layers upon layers on the stairs on the second floor. He whispered intermittently for a while, and sometimes he didn't say anything, just picked up a branch at random, and slowly hooked the mixed shadows.

Sometimes they get up early to watch Yunsheng; sometimes they sleep late and come back late to watch the sunset.The days became longer and longer. On the way home, I ran up the dike to blow the wind. When I faced the horizon, I could see a whole round of the sun slowly sinking into the water, and the burning clouds were pressing on the sea.

The spring days in Lincheng are short, and the weather in April and May already brings the breath of early summer. Xu Niannian ran down a section of steps, and the tip of his nose was sweating.

Xu Niannian seemed to be made of water, she would sweat at every turn, and the ends of her hair became wet with a little movement, Zheng Kexin raised her hand to help her wipe it off, and Ning Zhi saw it before, and she heard the strange nagging—"Look at your point Good luck, you were inseparable from each other in your previous life."

Xu Niannian was biting sweet potato cake, seeing Zheng Kexin looking at her and smiling, she leaned closer and asked, "What are you thinking about?"

Zheng Kexin came back to his senses, blushed, wanted to distance the two of them but couldn't move his feet, so he stretched out his hand and gestured in front of him, sighed and said, "It's too close."

She didn't know who she was addressing this reminder to, anyway, it was so small that sweet potato cakes couldn't hear it clearly.

Xu Niannian blinked her eyes, raised her head slightly, the shadow of her eyelashes reflected on her pupils, making her eyes darker.

Zheng Kexin instinctively wanted to say, "Don't look at me like that, I can't stand it", the words turned around twice and then retracted, a little self-deprecating in her heart, and realized that she was becoming less and less promising now, and could be restrained by a single look. It was "can't escape", so I had no choice but to take Xu Niannian's hand, and tapped the tip of her nose with the other hand: "I'm sweating again."

Zheng Kexin suddenly remembered the time when Xu Niannian helped her to fake her math homework at the beginning of her third year of high school. Running around with a pile of homework in my arms, my face was wet like this.

Zheng Kexin was blown by the spring breeze, warmed by the sun, and felt inexplicably itchy. She always had the idea of ​​touching her hands and feet. Every time she suppressed it, she often came up again. She reflected on her heart several times and restrained herself, telling herself not to be sexually obsessed all day long. Steward.

There was only a furry side left in the setting sun, she suddenly tiptoed, hugged Xu Niannian and kissed her forehead.

Xu Niannian has been raided many times and is used to it. She fed Zheng Kexin a mouthful of sweet potato cake and asked, "What do you want to eat? Preserved egg tofu?"

There is no problem with this question, and this dish is also a serious dish, but Zheng Kexin still couldn't help thinking too much. A ridiculous and shameless answer popped up in his mind, which was poisoned by pop-up advertisements before reading the president's article, and was rejected by his mouth. The sweet potato cake choked to death.

Xu Niannian hurriedly looked for water, and followed Zheng Kexin's back like a hair, Zheng Kexin suddenly felt that this scene seemed familiar, and recalled a forgotten past in his oblivious mind.

At that time, the winter vacation of the second year of senior high school started, and it was their turn to be on duty for the opening lecture. He was also sent to speak as a student representative, and after a tumultuous transfer of personnel, Zheng Kexin was the only one left on the entire rostrum.

Zheng Kexin had a bit of a cold. He was in a hurry to go out in the morning and forgot to put on his coat. He coughed and cleaned all the way, which alarmed Xu Niannian who was passing by after delivering his homework.

On that day, Xu Niannian was also like today, bending over and patting her on the back.

It turned out that the person was Xu Niannian.

It took me so long to remember.

Zheng Kexin pressed her knees and burst into tears, straightened up and looked at the clear horizon behind Xu Niannian. She never believed in the so-called fate, bondage, and destiny before, but at this moment she felt sincerely, and it is good to believe in it .

Zheng Kexin approached and hugged again, this time it was the tip of the nose.

"You said, if I really didn't hand in my math homework, would I be dead?"

Xu Niannian tilted her head to look at her, she didn't know why she suddenly talked about this, and said seriously: "With me around, you won't be dead."

Zheng Kexin smiled happier: "If you didn't help me on duty in the cold weather, you wouldn't have a fever, and if you didn't have a fever and didn't ask for leave to go home, you wouldn't forget to hand in your homework, and then you wouldn't be able to save me. "

She thought for a long time, and as if accepting her fate, she said a nasty thing that she couldn't say at first: "Do you think this counts as destiny?"

Xu Niannian seemed to know about this a long time ago, and nodded, "It's a predestined math homework."

Zheng Kexin thought she had discovered some secret, and she was proud of it, but when Xu Niannian's calmness poured cold water on her, she realized that not everyone is as oblivious as she is - Xu Niannian knew it long ago.

Angrily, she approached again, and finally landed in the best range from the corner of her mouth, emphasizing: "It's a destined person."

In the distance is the Xu Gao teaching building shrouded in twilight, and behind it is the school library that has just closed. After crossing the two residential areas, the ninth floor of the office building in the city center is the cram school where Xu Niannian once attended.

When Xu Niannian saw her, she would happily run down the stairs and throw herself into Zheng Kexin's open arms.

Zheng Kexin couldn't tell what he had caught, but felt heavy in his heart.

It was only at this moment that I figured it out: probably fate.

After all, the setting sun fell below the sea level, and the night wind was blowing at the ends of people's hair. The shadows of the two of them pointed to the direction where the stars were densest, dragging their long tails.

Look from the direction of the road.

There is a lifetime so long.

The author has something to say: The shadow is as long as a lifetime.

(It's an easy-to-think description. I've been thinking about it for a long time, and I'm worried about bumping into each other, but I can't think of a more suitable one. If I really bump into a senior, please let me know. It's troublesome.)