sanguine and depressive

Before the lights were turned off, I went to Yan Baoting, and he said with a mocking face, "He must be jealous."

"What vinegar?" I asked.

Yan Baoting said, "You came to me all day long, and he became possessive."

My face was probably red again, but I persisted in asking the bottom line, in order to hear what I wanted to hear: "What possessiveness?"

Yan Baoting said: "There is also possessiveness between friends, it means that he values ​​you very much."

But why should you pay attention to me?I said: "Actually, I don't know why we can be friends, maybe because he happens to be my deskmate." After all, he is very nice, but I am not.

Yan Baoting: "Oh, you still think so."

He said: "Then I don't think he is good. Why do you like him?"

Next, we started a debate on the topic of "Whether Wei Chengyu is worthy of Cen Xiao's liking".

"Obviously they are pretty good." I am Zhengfang, "Handsome..."

"Huh? Is it handsome? It's alright." The opposing party said, "I'm not too cold if I'm not overkill."

I want to say that I have a good temper, but when I think about it, Wei Chengyu doesn't seem to have a good temper either, he would get angry and curse, but I'm not very scared.

I said, "Be nice to a friend."

Yan Baoting was speechless: "There are a lot of men who are very good to their friends in the world."

I was at a loss for words for a moment, and the conversation ended with Wei Chengyu calling me out again. Before leaving, I saw Yan Baoting winked at me slyly, his eyes full of jokes.

I broke my cans, although it was a pity that I couldn't convince Yan Baoting, but I figured that if I like it, I like it, and there are not so many rules and reasons to be satisfied.Reason and emotion, the irrational me is always dominated by the latter.

After the lights were turned off that night, the boys in the class next door were chatting about irrelevant things again, and one of them laughed very obscenely.

I was about to go to sleep when I saw that the wall was suddenly dyed a little orange. I looked down and saw Wei Chengyu fiddled with a flashlight.

"What are you doing?" I whispered, "Aren't you going to sleep?"

He quickly moved the light of the flashlight away: "Go to sleep, I can do my homework."

This is too much effort.I thought about it, lifted the quilt, and climbed down the ladder.

He lowered his voice: "What are you doing down here?"

"I'll help you," I said.I moved a small bench and sat next to him, leaned over to look at the papers on his bed, and asked, "How many are left?"

"Soon." After Wei Chengyu finished speaking, he suddenly got up and went to the corner, fumbled in the suitcase for a while, took out a gray coat, came over, shook it and put it on me.

It was dark all around, and the talking gradually stopped, only a few snoring sounds occasionally appeared.The most obvious is the wind from the air conditioner, and the digital display on the machine shows 20°C with faint fluorescence.And Wei Chengyu hung the flashlight in the center of the top of the bed, laying a warm color, as if isolated from the world, leaving only him and me in an isolated island with light.

Wei Chengyu was quietly writing the paper next to me, with a very focused expression, occasionally there was a crisp sound of pages being turned.I also started working with a pen, copying and pasting a math paper that was exactly the same as mine.

I asked, "How much homework do you have left?"

He said: "Not much more. There are still two essays in Chinese, three papers in mathematics, and I have finished copying the English writing. I am too lazy to do it."

I calculated for him: "Then after I finish writing this one, you will have two left."

"Well, the math is not bad." He teased me, "So if you sleep, you will have time to write tomorrow."

I asked: "Why don't you study hard, and don't do your homework at all?"

"I don't want to read it."

"You also claimed to study hard in the middle of the term."

This time, he wrote for a while, and then said: "Oh, because, I feel that I am regarded as a related household again." He said, "There is no difference between learning and not learning. They are all in the best class. There are always teachers who will take the opportunity. Is it interesting to leave it to you? Arrangements are made everywhere, the roads are paved, and you are forced to walk. If you don’t learn, that person will still not get what he wants, which is not very good.”

The last time Wei Chengyu mentioned his father, he also used "that person" instead, as if he despised using a blood-related title.

"Oh..." I asked, "Do you hate your dad?"

He said: "It's very annoying. He and his father are two people who think they are great. One used to beat his grandma at home, and the other never cared about his family when he was outside..." The more he talked, the more excited he was, I quickly patted him on the thigh to signal him to calm down.

He said: "They were not satisfied with the school I was studying at, and at the beginning they restricted my consumption."

"No wonder you want to ask me to borrow money." I remembered when I first entered school, I almost thought I was being graded.

"Yeah." He had the glory of victory, so naive, "I spend it first, so I have to give it to me, and it's not my own high consumption, it's all so-called human relations, they like to do it the most, why not reimburse me?"

"Oh, you can spend it for Wang Dong and the others in the future. I have money." I said, but my body still leaned against him honestly. The pajamas were very thin, and his body temperature was transmitted through the material.

Wei Chengyu said: "I treat everyone equally, I am a boy who spreads money."

Boy who spreads money, can you stop treating me equally and favoring me a little.I thought wildly in my heart.

He added: "Well, I won't be in the same class anymore, and I won't be able to spend money on you."

After all, I was sitting still, and the air conditioner was very cold. I copied half of it, turned my head and sneezed.

Wei Chengyu put down the written test and held my left hand: "It's like an ice cube, don't copy it, I thank you, go to sleep quickly."

Probably bewitched by the dark environment, the speaking distance was much closer than usual, and the voice was also quieter, creating an ambiguity, and I had the illusion that we were very close.I moved closer to him, with my thighs touching his thighs, and declared, "It won't be cold any closer."

He let go of his hand and glanced at the project in my hand: "Go to bed after copying this one."

I stuck to him contentedly and said yes.The nose smells the familiar fragrance on the coat, and there is a primitive throbbing. I want to cling to his warm palm, want to hug him and say "I like you so much", and want to breathe on his neck and shoulders, but this kind of exaggeration can only be done in I deduce in my heart.

After I finished copying the papers, Wei Chengyu pushed me onto the bed, I covered the quilt and looked down at him, he just laughed, stood up and pushed me inside: "Go to bed quickly."

I felt very safe under the quilt, and after wrapping it tightly, I persuaded him: "Go to bed quickly, or you won't be able to wake up tomorrow."

He perfunctorily said, "Sleep right away."

I couldn't help watching him clean up the papers on the bed, seeing his side face because of the flickering lights, and then said: "You should study hard."

Wei Chengyu moved a little further away and didn't hear clearly, so he leaned his face over and asked, "What did you say?"

"I said." I approached him and advised him sincerely, "Stop copying your homework all the time and learn."

What I didn't say is, don't fight with your own future. The teachers and classmates all like you. When you stand on the stage and host, it makes me feel so dazzling that it is a little out of reach.No matter how good the grades are, there will be a bright future.

Wei Chengyu was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "I'll think about it."

The author says:

It’s too late to go home, and it will be early in the morning after changing. There will be another chapter today. Try to change it every day on National Day, at least the study of agriculture must end.In addition, I want to change the introduction again, but I am not satisfied with it over and over again. In short, you may see a new version of the ship that is constantly changing in two days. .Alas, occasionally I hate my low cultural level. .