Infatuation is the most boring

At the end of the last semester, I did the division of arts and sciences in the second year of high school. There is an unwritten rule in Minyu High School. As long as there is not too much difference between the scores of arts and sciences, students will be mobilized to choose sciences, so the transfer of personnel in each class is extremely small. , basically the flow of a few people.

There are only two girls in our class who have chosen liberal arts, so the order has not changed, from Grade [-] Class to Grade [-] Class [-], and the teachers in Grade [-] have not been transferred.

On the first day of school, the temperature was the highest in the whole summer vacation, and a feeling of stuffiness came over us. When walking on the street, the most feared thing was the exhaust of cars, which made people feel nauseous.

I didn't meet Zhou Mingkai at the intersection, even though I had waited on purpose for several minutes, he still didn't show up.

It was only when I went to the classroom that I saw him sitting in his seat. The summer homework next to him was divided up by the few people around him, and each copied his own.

Our homework for each subject is handed in on the second morning of school, so many people copy other people's homework along the way when they come to report on the first day.

This time, I have already done the rare thing. When I was sitting next to Zhou Mingkai, I didn't know why I felt more confident.

"Do you know what Teacher Lin came to say just now?" Zhou Mingkai didn't wear a school uniform at the beginning of school today, but wore a navy blue T-shirt, and his exposed arms were much whiter than others. The seats are readjusted, the top ten can choose their seats and tablemates, and the rest will be decided by lottery."

In other words, I, the bottom ten, have no right to choose at all.

"According to the final exam results of last semester?" I asked him.

Zhou Mingkai nodded and said, "Yes."

I wanted to say something more. At this moment, Lu Sinuo came over at some point, sat down on the seat in front of my desk, and asked, "Do you want to sit with me? I can help you with math."

I shook my head and said, "No need, Zhou Mingkai can make it up for me."

Lu Sinuo seemed to be a little lost, looked at me, then at Zhou Mingkai, so he stood up and said, "Okay, it's up to you."

After Lu Sinuo left Zhou Mingkai, he poked my hand with a pen and said, "Why do you think I'm willing to make it up for you? I've wanted to change you for a long time!"

I was in a hurry, grabbed his shoulder and started to shake: "You are ruthless and unreasonable, you make trouble for no reason! Do you know that a poor wife will never go to court! Unfortunately, I want to be at the same table with you for three years!"

"Who taught you Chinese?" Zhou Mingkai looked disgusted, "What do you mean by a poor wife?"

"Ugly daughter-in-law?" I was confused.

Zhou Mingkai patted my hand away and said, "Are you ugly or a daughter-in-law? You love to go to court but not to go to court! If you don't want to go to court, I want to eat the new wooden barrel rice from the old time at noon today..."

Don't go to court, I don't want to go to court!

The Zhou Mingkai who threatened me blindly was not cute at all, and he was not at all like the Zhou Mingkai who pushed my bicycle in my dream. Sure enough, the Zhou Mingkai in reality was not gentle to me anymore.

Although I was full of complaints, I still went to the old time with Zhou Mingkai at noon. When Lao Wang saw the two of us coming, he immediately smiled and asked us what we had for dinner.

"Wooden rice with hot pot," Zhou Mingkai picked a table for two by the window, took several paper towels, wiped the tabletop, poured some water, and wiped again.

"It can wipe out flowers," I said, and took a few paper towels to wipe his chair, because I knew that this was a habit of Zhou Mingkai, no matter how clean it looked, not much Wipe it a few times and he won't sit down.

We sat down face to face, and we all played with our phones with our heads down. I took a look and saw that he was playing Snake.

"Didn't you say childish?" I was referring to Snake, "Why are you still playing?"

Zhou Mingkai's fingers were nimble, sliding on the screen, and he didn't lift his head when he heard me talking, he said: "Isn't this the purpose of crushing you in every game? How can I let the snake go."

"Fuck off," I said, "it's nothing to be ashamed of liking snakes."

After a few words, Lao Wang brought the bottom of the hot pot over, and Zhou Mingkai and I hurriedly removed the bowls and chopsticks from the table so that he could put the bottom of the hot pot on the gas.

Lao Wang joked with a smile and said, "You two are really inseparable!"

"What's the matter?" Forgive me for being uneducated, "What do you mean?"

Old Wang laughed and said, "Xiao Xu, you are a scholar."

Zhou Mingkai suppressed his laughter and said, "Uncle Wang, go ahead and don't talk to the mentally retarded."

Lao Wang left after saying that young people like to joke. I looked at Zhou Mingkai angrily, but he was unmoved. I got angry and kicked him under the table.

"What exactly are Jiao and Meng?" I was very curious.

"To be honest, you didn't spend less money to go to Minyu's house, did you?" Zhou Mingkai said seriously, "It's impossible for the school to let you in if you don't spend fifty or sixty thousand?"

I can guarantee that I was definitely admitted to Minyu through formal channels, although the element of shit luck is particularly large, and my personal strength is basically negligible.

Zhou Mingkai is especially good at spicy food when he eats hot pot. After several times, he squatted on the ground and couldn’t get up, sweating profusely from the pain. But when he gets better, he will eat hot pot like hell next time. He will order chili peppers. The perverted spicy kind.

This time too, as soon as we came out of the old days, he just stopped moving.

I stopped to look at him, and saw him squatting down slowly, hissing in pain, looking very pitiful.

"You may be the first person in China to be killed by hot peppers," I felt a little distressed, but still couldn't help ridiculing, "Why do you eat so much chili if you have a bad stomach!"

Zhou Mingkai originally lowered his head, but slowly raised his head to look at me, some physical tears came out of his eyes from the pain, wet and foggy, and said: "Maybe I will really die."

I stared at him for a few seconds, and when I heard Zhou Mingkai say that, I felt a little depressed for some reason, and I really wanted to say that bah bah bah doesn't count like adults, but I felt a little bit stupid.

I thought about it seriously and said, "I won't let you die."

In the future, I can learn how to make a lot of non-spicy but delicious hot pots, and I can learn how to make porridge that nourishes the stomach. In short, I will not let him die, and I will not let him hurt like this again.

"But it's really delicious!" Zhou Mingkai said with a smile.

I couldn't laugh or cry, squatted down, gave him my back, and said, "Do you want me to carry you home?"

"Really?" he asked.

"Yeah," I said, patted myself on the shoulder, and said, "Come up!"

Zhou Mingkai smiled broadly, leaned on my back without hesitation, wrapped his arms around my neck, and said, "Okay!"

I tried to get up and failed the first time...

Failed a second time...

Still failed the third time...

Zhou Mingkai, who was behind him, was extremely embarrassed, and his stomach hurt like hell, he asked, "Can you get up?"

I exerted all my strength, and this time I got up, but one of them lost his footing and knelt down. Zhou Mingkai fell straight down from above me, and supported himself with his hands, but he still fell into a mess.

Zhou Mingkai hissed in pain, and said, "Xu Jiayang! Can it be better!"

I went to pull him, "I'll help you, I'll help you, okay?"

"Get out!" He yelled, and there was another burst of pain.

"Don't get out, don't get out..." I accompanied me carefully.