Years are warm

It was only a few days later that Xie Zhiyao found out about it.

The milk tea shop was crowded with people, she found a corner seat by the window and sat down, and said with a smile, "Huai'an, are you a hero saving the beauty?"

"Not counting..." Xu Huai'an held his face, and waited for the clerk to bring the milk tea he ordered before saying, "I just saw her remembering the past."

"Unlike you, I've never been a brave person." She bit her straw and drank a big mouthful of milk tea, shaking her head in denial, "I'm also afraid of trouble."

"But you still helped her." Sunlight fell through the glass, Xie Zhiyao held the drink, and smiled with his eyes bent, "Huai'an, being able to choose to face the scars of your past is a kind of bravery in itself."

"When you make a choice, you are actually different from the one you were when you were a child. Huai'an, you have already stepped out."

Xu Huaian lowered his eyes, and the ice cubes in the glass were stirred around by her.There seemed to be a haze in her eyes for a moment, but it disappeared the moment she raised her eyes to meet the girl in front of her.Those imprints left by the past may be buried in the depths of memory forever and cannot be erased, but it will only be the past.

Those memories are covered with soot and dust over the years and become a new starting point.Darkness is behind, light is ahead.

She seemed to be thinking for a long time before she finally bent her lips and smiled with relief: "I just think it's good to be able to prevent someone from becoming what I used to be. To be honest, Ayao, when I'm with other people You have worried enough about how to get along with this matter."

"You also said, who always kept a straight face and couldn't hold a few words for a day? I'm so worried." Xie Zhiyao couldn't help but tapped her forehead, and complained angrily, "You But even I like to ignore it, so that every time I hit a wall, I can only comfort myself and say that you just don’t understand, and you don’t really hate me.”

"How could I hate you." Xu Huai'an couldn't help laughing, "You were the first to help me at that time. I'm just used to being alone, so... Forget it, let's not talk about it."

Xie Zhiyao also stopped talking in time, and brought the topic back to the beginning: "But then again, if you help her this time, will it be okay later?"

The other party is an experimenter, and they are from No. [-] Middle School. Although the two schools are close to each other, it is basically impossible to help across schools.

"I don't know. It's an accident to help her once. I can't... help her forever. The rest is up to her." The light that dispels the darkness can be someone else, but getting out of the darkness depends on oneself.

If Xie Zhiyao can be the sun, she is more like the ray of fireworks lit by the sun. The sun can give the fireworks warmth, but what the fireworks can give to another piece of darkness is not the same light and warmth as the sun .

What she gave was kindling.

Give the fire to the other party, resist or obey, the choice is in the hands of the other party.

Several times after that, the two people passed by that road after school on Friday and never saw the scene of that day again. Perhaps the absence of seeing each other is also a disguised proof that the situation of the other party may have changed.

After the second year of high school, the invisible pressure gradually accumulated in the ever-increasing homework.Students in the science class complained about the convoluted questions and complicated problem-solving ideas, while the students in the liberal arts class held highlighters, wishing to memorize the whole book with key points.

If it is said that when they first entered high school, the big break was used for chatting and rushing to the canteen to buy things, then the big break has become a necessary time for many people to catch up on homework and catch up on sleep.

The traces of chalk on the blackboard are always erased before the copy is finished, and new knowledge points are rewritten, and today's new homework is also densely written in the lower right corner.

"It would be great if there were memory bread in reality..." Li Siyuan slumped on the chair, covering her face with a political book in pain, "This is too much..."

"In the evening, you have to write silently in the evening self-study in the first quarter." Xu Huai'an held the book and looked back at her, reminding her.

The seats were changed at the beginning of school, but Li Siyuan and Xie Zhiyao's seats at the same table did not change, and Xu Huaian was transferred to their front table, which happened to be the middle group.

Looking at it from the podium from this angle, it can be called "sweeping at a glance", and there is no room for cheating at all.

"Siyuan, you'd better memorize it quickly." Xie Zhiyao agreed and gave her a helpless look, "Otherwise the office will wait for you for tea."

The latter wailed, and continued to chew on the book pitifully.

However, such complaints as Li Siyuan's are indeed not uncommon. The atmosphere in No. [-] Middle School is not particularly tense, and it is indeed rushing to make such a move.

There is no other reason, because the second grade of high school will go to Qianxi City to participate in a week-long comprehensive quality practice at the end of the month.

This activity is not like military training, which takes people out of their skin. The so-called comprehensive quality practice, according to the official statement, is to feel the historical atmosphere. Directly according to the previous statement, it is a group tour.

It's just that the tourist destination is not an ordinary scenic spot, but a specially selected red tourist destination.

After the event is over, there will be the National Day holiday, and there will be a school sports meeting in the next half a month. The students are having fun, but the teachers will worry about how to keep up with the schedule, so they can only try their best before the event starts. Speed ​​up the lectures to save time for the entrance exam and even review time.

It's a pity that for the class committee members Li Siyuan and Xie Zhiyao, homework has to be written and notices have to be taken.

The teacher's office is usually located in the Deyu Building. The Deyu Building and the Wenyuan Building are one south and one north. Basically, people don't want to go there for nothing.

Li Siyuan's history homework from the previous day was short of a short paper, and the next class was history class, and she had to make up her homework, so she could only ask Xie Zhiyao, who was at the same table, to get the notice for her.

So someone made a decisive decision and grabbed the chair at the front table.

"Huai Xiaoan, accompany me to get the notice?"

"No." Xu Huai'an turned to look at her, shaking the paper in his hand, "The paper given by Teacher Zhao is not finished yet."

At the end of this semester, there was a math competition in the city, which was a warm-up for next year's national competition. Usually no one participated in the essays, but Zhao Qing thought that her math was good, so she made an exception and asked for a place for her.

It means that she will do more competition questions this semester.

"Then you are willing to let me go so far alone? Go with me~" Xie Zhiyao lay on the back of her chair, and wrapped her arms around her shoulders from back to front, "Go, go..."

"Hiss... let go first." Xu Huaian stabilized the chair to prevent it from falling backwards, and after a long while he reluctantly dropped the pen, "Okay, I'll just go with you."

Li Siyuan, who was watching the whole process, silently gave her deskmate a thumbs up.

Absolutely, she is definitely the only one who dares to treat Xu Huai'an like this.

There are no teachers in the office of the Deyu Building, and the students are usually on duty.The boys on duty when they entered the door were sorting out the forms, and when they saw them coming in, they nodded at them.

Xu Huai'an glanced out of the corner of his eye and caught a glimpse of his name on the work card.

Class 7, Senior Three, Chu Wenbin.

Wait, Class 7?Xu Huai'an's eyes moved, and there was a little understanding in his eyes.Another "protagonist" in the Lao Shizi voting last semester.

It is indeed true to its name.If Xiang Yuzhou is a cold-faced young man in the eyes of many people, then this one in front of him is indeed the out-and-out gentle senior.

Xie Zhiyao didn't think too much about it. With her usual smile on her face, she said politely, "Hi Senior, we are from Class 11, Grade [-], here to get the notice and forms for practical activities."

"Well, sophomore 11, right?" The boy smiled at her gently, put the notice and other things that he had packed up in the morning into her hands, and said carefully: "This is from your class, and I will report the quantity according to your report." I probably counted the number of people once, and there should be no mistakes. If you find that there are fewer people later, you can come to me again."

"Okay, thank you senior." She nodded and pulled Xu Huai'an out.

As a result, he ran into Xiang Yuzhou when he was going out.

The boy still had no expression on his face, and after watching the two of them go out, he slammed the office door shut.

Xu Huaian couldn't hold back and glanced back at the closed office door.

This time point should be the time for the school basketball team to practice. What is this person doing here at this time?Could it be that he also came to get the notice?There is no such activity in the third year of high school.

"What's the matter?" Xie Zhiyao saw her turn around, and looked behind her suspiciously.

She thought for a while, pointed to the closed door above, and said concisely: "That post."

"...When did you become the same as Ah Xin and Siyuan? What is it called..." Xie Zhiyao patted her on the shoulder dumbfounded after understanding, "Cp?"

"No..." Xu Huai'an hissed, raised his hand and rubbed his shoulders, "It's just a surprise."

She had never seen any two boys get so close, and the atmosphere between the two was indeed a little indescribably delicate.

"Maybe we've known each other for a long time, so let's get along like this." Xie Zhiyao tilted his head and thought about it while holding the notice, "But don't you think it's strange, everyone will find it a bit strange when boys hold hands, but between girls It doesn't seem to be a problem."

"for example?"

"It's like this." As she spoke, she reached out to clasp Xu Huai'an's hand, and did not forget to shake it a few times, "Then let's go deeper, hugging is a very common thing, and some girls even like to hold Xu Huaian's hand. Touching, face-to-face are all possible, and it won’t feel awkward. Then, it seems that everyone generally likes to bring boys who get close together? Girls seem to prefer to choreograph and quarrel. "

For example, when they first entered No. [-] Middle School, the post said that the two of them had a bad relationship.

A few people walked towards them, looking at the direction, they should also go to get the notice, the girl behind saw the two of them holding hands and didn't forget to take a second look.

Xu Huai'an didn't break free, and let her lead him, listening patiently with his face turned sideways.

"How should I put it, it's a bit of a stereotype?" Xie Zhiyao finally concluded, and the two of them stepped on the class bell and entered the classroom.

The weather in late summer and early autumn is fickle. One day it may still be breezy, and the next day the tiger will come back again.The air conditioner in the classroom was turned up and down back and forth with the temperature, and the whistling cold wind was blowing directly at people.

This kind of contrasting weather is the easiest to make people feel sleepy.

"You guys want to play. You have plenty to play in the two weeks at the end of the month. You can cheer up now." The history teacher just copied the answers to the multiple-choice questions from the previous day's workbook on the blackboard before class, and wrote When she turned her head and saw a group of children staggering down below, she had no choice but to knock on the podium twice with her book, "Your quiz last time was only 0.5 points higher than that of the next class. It's a good experimental class, don't you want to lose face? "

"Teacher, are you going to say that we are the worst class you have ever led?" A boy in the audience answered with a smile when he heard this.

The person who was still sleepy couldn't help laughing out loud.

"This sentence can be included in the encyclopedia of famous sayings that every teacher must say." Li Siyuan cut out the previous wrong question and pasted it on the wrong question book, and murmured in a low voice.

The history teacher on the stage smiled and nodded to the boy who spoke just now, "I didn't say that. Xiangyang, you are so active, then come up and write down the answers to the questions you will follow."

"Don't, teacher, execute the punishment publicly." He waved his hands hastily.

"Come on less, hurry up. Either you push someone up yourself, who can do everything right. When you go to the West at the end of the month, I will give you two less papers."

The previous day's questions were difficult, and it was already good enough to get the first half of the answers right and keep the wrong questions to two or three. As soon as these words came out, the voices under the podium instantly split into two groups.

"Xu Huaian!"

"Thank you Zhiyao!"

The teacher laughed: "Who is it?"

There is still no conclusion in the audience.It’s not their fault. If the class is mathematics, then everyone must be calling Xu Huai’an in unison. If it’s Chinese, it must be Xie Zhiyao, but what about the history class...the two of them are about the same level in English and Chinese , It is really hard to determine who is better to push up.

Li Siyuan craned her neck to look at the exercise book in Xu Huaian's hand, then turned back to look at Xie Zhiyao's at the same table, and said helplessly, "Both of them were right before, but the last one is B and C."

It was suddenly more difficult for a group of people to choose.

"Hurry up and decide, or I will take back the previous sentence."

Xie Zhiyao pinched a corner of the exercise book, raised his eyes and looked at Xu Huai'an with a bit of confusion.

The two of them discussed that question last night, but unfortunately there was no result. Both B and C were reasonable, and the last two chose the one they thought was more suitable.Wen Zong is not like Li Zong. The process of doing Li Zong may be different, but the result is the same. It will only be that one. There are too many uncertainties in Wen Zong.

This is probably one of the reasons why the comprehensive essay scores are generally not too high, and the subjectivity is really too strong.

Thinking about the character of the other party, Xie Zhiyao thought for a few seconds, sighed and was about to raise his hand: "I..."

It's a pity that before she could finish her words, she heard the person at the front table speak.

"Let me do it."

The author has something to say:

At the end of writing, I thought of the fear of being dominated by Wenzong in high school... I would rather do mathematics than do Wenzong (.