he is afraid, he pretends

Chapter 68

"See someone you know?"

The friend's voice brought back Wen Siyuan's wandering thoughts.

Before looking at each other, he actually failed to recognize that it was Wu Luming.

During the time we spent together in the cabin a year and a half ago, Wu Luming was as skinny as if his bones were left, and his body was as white as the snow on the mountain, as if he could melt away with a pinch.

The young man in front of him was skinny, but there was a little flesh on his cheeks, and his skin was not white enough to see through blood vessels all year round.

More importantly, compared with a year and a half ago, the person in front of him was obviously a little more angry.

The aura that was so dull that it could drown oneself at any time was almost undetectable.

Wen Siyuan responded to his friend, and when he looked at Wu Luming again, he found that the young man in the distance was still staring at him fixedly, as if he hadn't turned his gaze away for a second.

He met that focused and persistent gaze for a moment, feeling as if his palm was scratched by a kitten, itching and numb.

Probably following his line of sight and seeing Wu Luming, the friend's voice came again.

"Is it Wu Shengjin's younger brother? I remember that when I took my place last year, I lived in their house."

"Yes." Wen Siyuan looked away again and agreed.

"The child's grades are very good." The friend said, "It seems that he was in a key high school in city B. He got sick in an accident and transferred to our school after a year off. I heard from Wu Shengjin that he could go directly to the competition. Recommended, our rural elementary school has very few children who can take the competition route. This child has been suspended for a year, and his entrance examination scores are still ridiculously high, especially in mathematics. The school dug out a few Olympiad papers for him. , He almost got full marks, I heard that the school leaders planned to find a way to let him take the competition again, but he himself refused, saying that he wanted to take the normal college entrance examination."

The pity is clearly visible in the friend's voice: "When he first transferred, Wu Shengjin came to the school to find me and asked me to take care of him, saying that the child was a bit out of place in the previous school, but this year I asked Quite a few times, his teacher said that this kid has a good temper, although he is not particularly enthusiastic and outgoing, but he has always been easy to get along with and easy to talk to, and I don't know what happened to him before, which delayed him for so long."

Wen Siyuan quietly listened to what his friend said, and the memory of Wu Luming became a little more vivid in his mind.

He unconsciously remembered the scene of Wu Luming helping him deal with those students who deliberately made things difficult for him in front of his computer on the first night he came to teach here.

A very smart kid.

The friend muttered a few more words, and finally said: "Let's go, I'll take you to another place in the school."

Wen Siyuan didn't respond right away.

He looked at Wu Luming again, and found that the boy was still looking at him with good eyes, like a child waiting for his parents to pick him up.

He didn't look back this time, and said to his friend: "Don't go shopping, I'll go for a while, and I'll meet you for dinner."

After he finished speaking, he walked half a circle around the outside of the playground before walking to Wu Luming's side.

Wu Luming followed him all the way, and when he got there, he was the first to call softly with some uncertainty: "Brother Yuan?"

Wen Siyuan nodded.

Wu Luming continued: "Come to substitute again?"

Wen Siyuan shook his head, sat down on the empty seat beside Wu Luming, and explained softly: "Come to give a lecture, and leave at night, where are your parents?"

"The road near the school is not easy to walk, so I didn't tell my family."

Wen Siyuan nodded upon hearing this.

After all, the two of them haven't seen each other for a year and a half, and they hadn't been together for a long time, so neither of them found the next topic to talk about.

Fortunately, the speeches of the school leaders ended soon, and it was time for the parents to put adult caps on the children.

There was an uproar in the playground for a moment, and the parents stood up one after another, carefully smoothing the adult hats that had been clutched in their hands for a long time.

Seeing this, Wen Siyuan asked Wu Luming, "Where's your adult hat?"

Wu Luming didn't seem to have expected it, he was taken aback for a moment before he picked up the adult cap that was randomly placed beside the stool on the other side, picked it up, patted the dust on it, and then handed it to Wen Siyuan.

After Wen Siyuan took it, he glanced at the parents next to him.

It was a mother. The woman was wearing solemn clothes that were obviously carefully selected. With reddish eyes, she was caressing the adult hat in her hand, bending over and carefully putting it on for her daughter.

The growth of children is a very casual thing for parents.

Because I kept running forward in a hurry, and suddenly stopped while running, I suddenly realized that the child who was crying in the swaddling baby had grown into an adult who was about to be alone.

Wen Siyuan looked away, stroked the adult cap in his hand twice, and then stood up.

His stature stands out among the crowd of parents, and his waist naturally bends more when wearing a cap.

Because he was going to give a lecture, he was wearing a very formal white shirt and black trousers today.

The shirttail hem is tucked into the trousers and sits against the flowing waist when you bend over.

He has a very faint fragrance on him.

Wu Luming couldn't tell whether it was the smell on the clothes or Wen Siyuan's skin.

The hat was pressed onto his head, and the hair on Wu Luming's forehead was gently brushed aside with one hand.

After finishing, the hand left, and moved the small tassel on the hat to the front for him.

Wu Luming's gaze followed subconsciously.

After Wen Siyuan's hand left, he unconsciously raised his hand and grabbed the string of spikelets in front of him.

After being quiet for a while, Wen Siyuan asked: "Do you need it?"

Wu Luming didn't understand for a while, grabbed Xiaosui and raised his head to look at Wen Siyuan.

He saw Wen Siyuan turning his head sideways to look ahead, so he looked forward.

Most of the parents on the playground have already put adult caps on their children. Many parents are hugging their children emotionally and saying blessings with red eyes.

I wish you good health, I wish you will always be happy, and I wish you a title on the gold list.

Wu Luming withdrew his gaze and understood what Wen Siyuan meant.

But he didn't respond right away, he just raised his head and stared at Wen Siyuan in a daze.

Wen Siyuan didn't let him stare at him for too long.

A shadow quickly fell before Wu Luming's eyes, and by the time he realized it, he had already fallen into an embrace.

Unlike those parents who hugged their children tightly, Wen Siyuan hugged Wu Luming very lightly, and the two bodies didn't stick too much.

Like a polite and decent greeting hug between friends.

Wu Luming pressed his head against Wen Siyuan's chest, and heard the sound of Wen Siyuan's heart beating under his hot skin.

Wen Siyuan speaks calmly, has a calm demeanor, and even the sound of his heartbeat is equally calm.

Wu Luming's hand holding the spikelet on the hat slowly fell, and the cheek that was attached to Wen Siyuan's skin felt slightly hot as if infected with heat.

He blinked slowly under the shadow of the hat, and before he had time to think about anything, he heard Wen Siyuan's serious voice from above his head.

"Wu Luming, I wish you to be free from illness and pain every day in the future, always happy but never sad."

Wu Luming suddenly heard the sound of his heart beating wildly.

But it seems that it is not Wen Siyuan's, but his own.

He suddenly remembered that the morning Wen Siyuan left last year, he sent Wen Siyuan to the road to take a taxi.

It is not easy to take a car in the country, especially in snowy days.

The two stood on the side of the road and waited for a long time without waiting for the car, but neither of them seemed in a hurry.

Wen Siyuan pulled the suitcase with one hand, and with the other hand grabbed the side of Wu Luming's neck where the scarf hung more, and wrapped the scarf around him so that only half of his face was left in the air, he opened his mouth to follow He chatted: "Do you water the flower on your windowsill every day?"

"Yeah." Wu Luming huddled in the scarf with a muffled voice, "Once in the morning and once in the evening."

"Sprouted?"

"No."

"Is it watered today?"

Wu Luming seemed to think about it for a while.

"Not yet, go back and pour it later."

The two were quiet for a while.

"Go back and take your temperature a few more times. If your fever is below 38 degrees, try not to take medicine."

"Ah."

"If you have a serious fever in the future, don't hide it from your family. If you are accidentally discovered, they will be more worried."

"Ah."

"Brother Yuan..."

The car is coming.

Wu Luming wanted to help Wen Siyuan carry his luggage into the car.

Wen Siyuan didn't agree, and quickly put the luggage into the trunk of the taxi in twos and twos. He closed the lid of the trunk and turned to look at Wu Luming.

"What were you trying to say just now?"

Wu Luming shook his head: "Bon voyage."

After he finished speaking, he watched Wen Siyuan walk to the back of the car and open the door.

Just as Wen Siyuan was about to get in the car, Wu Luming subconsciously took two steps forward.

Wen Siyuan thought he had something to say, so he stopped and looked at him.

But Wu Luming didn't say anything.

He really didn't have anything to say. Since he was a child, his desire to talk has always been very weak. After he got sick, because he was easily tired, he said very little.

Seeing Wen Siyuan get in the car and leave, he just wanted to follow for no reason.

After the car drove out, he walked forward a few more steps, but finally stopped, watching the car take Wen Siyuan away.

The midwinter snow mixed with the May wind.

Wu Luming leaned against Wen Siyuan's warm arms, thinking that he would watch Wen Siyuan leave again today.

He lowered his eyes and remained silent for a long time, then raised his hand and lightly grabbed some of Wen Siyuan's shirt around his waist.

Rubbing the soft shirt with his fingertips, Wu Luming thought, when we meet next time, he doesn't want to watch Wen Siyuan leave again.

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