Infatuation is the most boring

Winter in Liucheng comes early and goes late. In early spring and early March, the snow starts to melt, and the sky is bright with the sun, but the temperature is still too low.

I heard the sound of my Alexander scratching the door of my room, and then pushed in somehow, calling softly under my bed.

This is a biological alarm clock.

I spent a winter vacation getting used to the kind of days when I sleep until I wake up naturally every day. I completely forgot what the alarm clock is. Every day, my mother directly lifted the quilt and woke up.

The new year was very comfortable, although I didn't receive any lucky money, but because of Lin Qingyi's mercy, my parents didn't know what my exam was like, so they let me spend the new year with peace of mind.

A winter vacation is still very pleasant, if there is no winter homework, it will be more perfect.

This day is the beginning of school, I have been thinking about it, thinking that I haven't seen Zhou Mingkai for a long time, and I don't know if he has gained weight during the Chinese New Year.

Around seven in the morning, while I was still under the covers, I heard the sound of a CD coming from the living room, playing Priscilla Chan's "Snow", a song I have listened to countless times.

My dad is not at home, so my mom plays this song to cue me to wake up.

The reason why I play it when my dad is not at home is because my dad doesn't like to listen to any music, and music will affect his painting, so as long as he hears the music, my dad must not be at home.

Speaking from experience, if I haven't woken up after repeating this song three times, my mother will come and throw the quilt on me by the fourth time.

Finally, when Priscilla Chan sang for the third time and saw snow drifting by, floating in Han's sad memory, I turned over and got out of bed, put on a sweater and went out.

My mother has been working hard on cooking since she lost her job, cooking all kinds of food for me and my father in different ways. Today's breakfast is cheese milk, which is very Western-style.

"It's all up, can you tell her not to sing?" I mean the song.

My mother likes listening to Priscilla Chan's songs very much, and she can sing a few lines in Cantonese from time to time. Among them, "Snowdrift" is her favorite, which often reverberates in my house in the form of a single loop.

But as the Divine Comedy that wakes me up, I really can't wait to see it that much.

My mother actually turned off the music, and then chatted with me for breakfast, and when she finally packed up, she said, "School starts today, so be quick."

I laughed, "Otherwise, the parents will lead them?"

"I also asked Aunt Wang downstairs to play mahjong," my mother said, "She beat me a lot yesterday, and I have to pay back today."

My mother went back and added, "Remember to feed Alexander, don't just remember yourself all the time, Alexander has been starved and thin by you!"

I replied, "My dad gave you Alexander, take care of him."

After breakfast, I went back to my room to get dressed, added a down jacket, and left with my schoolbag slung across my shoulders. When I got out of the community, I found that the snow on the road had started to melt but there was a lot of water. I felt sorry for my white shoes.

When I was walking on the road, I was thinking whether I would meet Zhou Mingkai at the intersection, or whether I would meet Zhou Mingkai only after going to school.

However, I didn't know that Zhou Mingkai had returned to the imperial capital for the New Year's Eve when I got to school, and I was a day late in booking tickets for the start of school, and I won't be able to arrive at school until tomorrow. Seeing the empty tables, I felt inexplicably unhappy.

A new semester begins, Lin Qingyi said so.

At the beginning of school, everyone was talking about New Year's money, to see who got the most and who got the least, and some didn't even get it. After all, sixteen or seventeen is not the age to get the New Year's money with peace of mind.

I didn't go to join in the fun, because I just took 15 yuan change from my dad's cigarettes. My grandparents and grandparents left early. I have no elders, and I am very miserable in terms of New Year's money.

Zhou Mingkai came the next day, and there seemed to be no change except that his hair was cut shorter. As soon as he came, he showed me that he took his grandfather's [-] oceans.

Life in high school is almost the same every day, the time is the same, there is nothing new every day, and the weekly schedule has hardly changed. If you are not sober, it is easy to forget which day is the day of the week.

Lin Qingyi carried out his extracurricular tutoring plan as usual, and almost none of the students who were in the bottom ten in the English test were spared. They took turns to go to home to make up lessons for free. He was very conscientious, but it also made everyone hate it.

I am a regular member of the bottom ten of each English test. Others can jump out of this black hole from time to time. It is me who sticks to the same place all the time. Except for one mistake and got the sixth from the bottom, the rest of the time is very stable. In the bottom five, rain or shine does not change.

Zhou Mingkai's English is so good, my English is so bad, I actually thought about struggling, but I tried to listen to a few English classes, but I didn't even get excited during the exam, so I just gave up.

The temperature in Liucheng didn't start to rise until mid-April. The sun was no longer cold, and people began to think that it was really a sun, not a decoration.

Everything began to recover, and even the trees on both sides of the road began to have life.

As soon as the leaves of plants started to sprout, some people began to put some green leaves and early spring flowers in the book to dry and make bookmarks. Girls' favorite thing, it also became popular in our Grade [-] and [-] classes.

Once I accidentally bumped into Lin Xue's table, and her book fell, and a poplar leaf was caught in it, and I pinched it out of curiosity, and it shattered.

I still have the memory of Lin Xue's expression of wanting to kill me at that time.

I don't know what I was thinking at the time, there was a gray one by the glass by the window, I don't know if it was a butterfly or a moth or some unknown creature, I caught it and put it in Zhou Mingkai's book, and I was going to give it to him Make a bookmark that is a hundred times cooler than Lin Xue's poplar leaves.

I didn't pay much attention to what kind of book it was, and where it was placed. I even forgot about the living bookmark. After more than a week, Zhou Mingkai took out a novel by Keigo Higashino from his desk. When I opened it, I found a black and disgusting unknown object inside.

I took a look and it was kind of gross, so I'm not going to admit it.

Zhou Mingkai glanced at me, but I didn't squint.

This incident later became an unsolved case. As long as I deny it, Zhou Mingkai has no evidence to directly prove that I did it.

After the headless unsolved case passed, it was another midterm exam. It was not so formal, and it was such a big battle. The test papers were all written by the teachers of each subject. Remind privately, this is the original question, please pay attention.

The midterm exam was in my class, and I didn't even change my seat, but I didn't think about cheating either.

Let's not talk about whether Zhou Mingkai, a heartless person, will talk to me, even I myself am not stupid enough to copy him. After all, his grades fluctuate too much, and he, Lin Qingyi, is not a fool.

During the exam, I basically just wrote my name and there was nothing wrong with it, and then I would lean on the test paper in my difficult sleeping position, paralyzed very comfortably.

As soon as he was free, he saw Zhou Mingkai writing vigorously, his shoulders were straight, and the posture he held the pen was also quite good-looking. The warm light shone down, and his clean eyebrows and eyes were touching.

Sure enough, the fact that I like him has long been traced.

In the morning after the exam, during the lunch break, Zhou Mingkai and I went to the old time to cook hot pot together.

Zhou Mingkai first opened a bottle of Coke, then picked up a piece of pork belly, and said to me, "Look at me again after the exam in the afternoon, there is such meat!"

After speaking, he threw the pork belly into the pot.

I waited for the piece of pork belly to be cooked, then scooped it up and ate it, and said, "Hey, my little brother is shy? I watched you affect your performance?"

"No matter how badly you perform, it really doesn't take much effort to abuse you," Zhou Mingkai said.

"Come on," I said, "Let Lin Xuelu Si Nuo thank me, if you don't perform well, they will definitely be happy!"

That's what I said, but during the exam in the afternoon, I really didn't go to see him, or rather, I didn't go to see him so blatantly, pretending to scribble on the manuscript paper, and painted Zhou Mingkai as an ugly killer in school uniform pill.

When I looked at the last painting, I felt that it insulted my identity as a painter's son.

It was Lin Qingyi who invigilated the exam. When I was handing in the paper, Lin Qingyi came down when I was about to take it up by myself. He took the painting away and read it carefully.

I was very guilty, and he said: "It seems that giving you extra meals after class doesn't seem to be very effective."

"No," I said, "I have benefited greatly."

Lin Qingyi took away the painting and the test paper together, and said: "Next time I go to your home for extra-curricular tutoring, I will discuss with your father about your artistic accomplishments. The Astro Boy I drew..."

"Sesshomaru..." I corrected uncontrollably.

Lin Qingyi glanced again, and concluded: "There are four different things."

I didn't dare to say anything this time, seeing Zhou Mingkai's suppressed smile from the corner of the eye, it was very hard to hold back.

The author has something to say:

Today is the 13th, and I will start the exam on the [-]th tomorrow, and the exam will end at No. [-] in six days. I have tried my best to come out and update a chapter at such a terrible time.When I survive the exam week, I will work hard to update the essay during the holidays.

It's really only that hopeless. Our roommate said that we were very afraid that some of us would die suddenly by memorizing anatomy.It's really about to collapse.

Everyone cheer me up and let me not fail the exam! ! !

come on! !

By the way, many schools have passed their exams, are there any friends who are as unlucky as me?