Master Zuojing is sticking to me again

Seeing him coming back, the others consciously backed away from He Xiran.Wen Xiaoyu took a closer look, and saw that He Xiran was sitting on a chair drinking water, and his high-hanging heart was half relieved.

"What's the matter with you?" He squatted in front of He Xiran and carefully looked at his expression.

"It's okay, I just got dizzy for a while." He Xiran's face was redder than before, and she lowered her eyes not to look at Wen Xiaoyu, and just lowered her head to sip hot water.

He coyly refused to tell the truth, Wen Xiaoyu was very upset and wanted to resist him, but the host on stage had already called out He Xiran's name.

"It's time for me to play, don't interfere with my game." He Xiran pushed him away with all his strength, and asked anxiously, "I've managed to persist until now, do you want me to give up?"

Wen Xiaoyu stared at him for two seconds, and said, "You'd better not faint again."

He Xiran snorted and walked to the stage.His appearance today was too ostentatious, and whispers suddenly sounded in the audience.

Wen Xiaoyu looked at him from behind the stage, with a worry unknowingly floating on his brows, Lin Ningxin came to the side and told him softly:

"When you were giving a speech on the stage, he watched from behind and suddenly fainted. He rested against the wall for a long time before waking up. We said to send him to the infirmary, but he didn't agree."

"He has such a stubborn temper." Wen Xiaoyu said, "Thank you."

"I guess he was stunned by your handsomeness." Lin Ningxin joked, "When you laughed on stage, he stared straight at you."

"Did I smile?" Wen Xiaoyu asked sideways.

The backside of the stage was slightly dark. When he turned his face, Lin Ningxin was stunned for a moment, and said, "Also... maybe I was wrong."

Wen Xiaoyu nodded, did not answer, and turned his gaze to the stage.He Xiran has already started an impromptu speech, and the topic he drew is——

The person you see most.

When He Xiran said that the person he respected most was his father, Wen Xiaoyu felt a deep surprise.If He Xiran's mother is a taboo in their family, then his father is completely tantamount to "finding no such person".

He and Mrs. He never mentioned a single word about his father, and even Grandma Wen, who had worked in the He family for many years, didn't know much about it.All he knew was that after He Xiran moved back to his grandmother's house with his mother, his father never showed up.

Last time the child star simply mentioned that He Xiran's parents were "gone", but Wen Xiaoyu felt that his words were not very credible, after all he saw with his own eyes that He Xiran's mother was "alive".

But today, He Xiran actually stood on the stage and talked about his father without any scruples.Talk about how gentle and kind he is, and how happy their family's life is because of his existence.

The more Wen Xiaoyu frowned, the more He Xiran described everything so beautifully that others might not be able to hear anything unusual, but as someone who knew part of the truth, it sounded like a dream to him.

If the dream is awakened, what kind of heartbreak it will be.Thinking of this, his heart also became sore.

"What's the matter with you? I think he spoke very well." Lin Ningxin looked at him from the side and asked in puzzlement.

Wen Xiaoyu shook her head: "It's nothing."

Just like what he was worried about, when it came to the defense session, he did not answer the questions asked by the judges very smoothly.As if a perfect lie had been exposed, he finished his defense dryly and returned to the backstage feeling disappointed.

Wen Xiaoyu had a vague feeling that He Xiran wasn't disappointed because he didn't perform well.The real reason should be that he knew in his heart that the beauty he talked about had long since ceased to exist.

"Are you okay?" Wen Xiaoyu stepped forward to hold his arm.

"Not very good." He Xiran seemed to lose all strength, leaning his head lightly on Wen Xiaoyu's shoulder, and said sullenly after a long time, "I can't beat you."

Wen Xiaoyu raised his hand to caress the back of his head, turned his head slightly and said, "You couldn't beat me."

The finals were officially over, Wen Xiaoyu lived up to expectations and won No.1, He Xiran was second, Lin Ningxin was third, and the rest were honorable mentions.

After the awards were presented, Lao Zhao was even more excited than the two of them, holding the two certificates over and over to look at them endlessly.

"During my lifetime!" Old Zhao said happily, "Before I die, I can actually see you get No.1 for me, a bastard."

"Then can you die without regret?" Wen Xiaoyu said with a smile.

"Can you frankly hope that I will be better?!" Lao Zhao also swears out of excitement, regardless of the other students beside him.

"Take it here and let me take some pictures. I'll post it on Weibo and post it." Gao Le snatched the certificate and stuffed it back to Wen Xiaoyu and He Xiran, directing them to say, "Hold it to your chest." , let me take a picture."

"I don't want it, how stupid." He Xiran said while clutching his forehead.

"The whole school has seen your injury, so why not be embarrassed." Gao Le held up the camera and said, "The photo of you with rouge last time has been uploaded crazy on the Internet, and the girls are asking about the color number. .”

He Xiran stopped doing it when he heard it, and lowered his head to hide behind Wen Xiaoyu.Wen Xiaoyu fished him over easily, holding the award in one hand and putting his arm on his shoulder, and said to Gao Le, "Hurry up, I'll scratch someone when I'm in a hurry."

"Come on! When I post the photos, let those grandchildren live upside down and eat shit." Gao Le snapped several shots.

They fought and romped along the way, and there were many people around who used their mobile phones to secretly take pictures, and even some girls came directly to Wen Xiaoyu to take pictures.Wen Xiaoyu refused on the grounds that she didn't like taking pictures, and He Xiran muttered, "Open your eyes and talk nonsense."

Wen Xiaoyu flicked his chin and said, "Are you not convinced that you lost to me?"

He Xiran was awkward for a long time, and reluctantly said: "That's not true, you seem to be really good."

"Like?" Wen Xiaoyu lowered his voice and asked him, "So it seems to have knocked you out?"

"You—!" He Xiran covered his hot face and cursed, "Wen Xiaoyu, you are really shameless!"

A vigorous English speech contest has finally come to an end. Lao Zhao said that the school will even publicize the event on its official website to show the new teaching style of No. [-] Middle School.

More importantly, Lao Zhao took this opportunity to help him apply for the revocation of the punishment of detention in school, and just wait for the school to agree.

***

He Xiran was ill on and off for a while, and lost a lot of weight.

When he was changing dressing at Wen Xiaoyu's house after school that day, he was lying on the bed, the butterfly bone on his back stood up high, like a butterfly spreading its wings, thin but beautiful.

Wen Xiaoyu turned his eyes away silently, and said in a hoarse voice, "Okay."

"I'll change it for you." He Xiran got up, and reached out to lift his clothes.

"I'll do it myself, you put on your clothes first." Wen Xiaoyu took two steps back and sat on the chair, took off the sweater, and changed her dressing in front of the mirror.

His wound healed more slowly, and the blood scab looked hideous.

He Xiran didn't move, just knelt on the bed and looked at him, his eyes lingered on his neck and shoulders for a long time, and asked, "Weren't you afraid at that time?"

Wen Xiaoyu paused, realizing that he was asking about the night in the basement, so she shook her head and replied, "I'm not afraid."

"Why are you always so brave?" He Xiran asked anxiously.

Wen Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, and said, "You are also very brave, haven't you been protecting your mother all the time?"

He Xiran stared at him blankly for a while, said "thank you" softly, and then lowered his head.

He looked slender and fragile, and Wen Xiaoyu couldn't look away.After a long silence, Wen Xiaoyu asked, "What are you wearing around your neck?"

He Xiran moved, and covered the necklace hanging on his chest with his palm.Wen Xiaoyu had seen it before, but every time he changed his dressing, it ended in a hurry, and he didn't find the right time to ask.

He Xiran didn't answer, and carefully took off the necklace and handed it to him.

On a thin silver chain hangs a special pendant, a small round photo box.Gently opened it, and inside was a family photo of three people.

——He Xiran and his parents in childhood.

His mother's facial features were not much different from now, but she looked like a different person.In the photo, her smile is vivid and sweet, like a bright red rose.

He Xiran obviously looked more like his mother. His father wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, refined and elegant, and looked like a literary youth of that era.

The temperament of the two parents is completely different, but the feeling of being together is so harmonious. Coupled with the cute and cute little He Xiran, this photo perfectly interprets the beauty that He Xiran talked about in his speech.

Wen Xiaoyu looked at it for a long time, then slowly closed the photo box.

The surface of the pendant was uneven. He rubbed his thumb on it, and found that the lines on the pendant surface were the movement of a mechanical watch. The structure of the gears gave people a wonderful feeling, as if it would start ticking in the next second.

But it didn't, time had stopped long ago.

"Your father..." Wen Xiaoyu spoke in deliberation.

"He passed away." He Xiran bit his lower lip, took the necklace back and tried to put it on again, but his trembling fingers couldn't align with the clasp.

"I'll help you." Wen Xiaoyu sat on the edge of the bed, wrapped his arms around his neck and helped him put it on.

He Xiran put her eyes on his shoulders, she didn't shed tears, she just yearned for the tenderness of this moment.

Neither of them was wearing shirts, and the air in the room was slightly cool, and the slightest skin contact made people feel sensitive.But Wen Xiaoyu didn't push him away, after helping him put on the necklace, he put his right hand on the back of his neck and rubbed it gently.

There was a bitter smell of medicine in his breath, and He Xiran said in a muffled voice, "Wen Xiaoyu, I'm cold."

"Come here." Wen Xiaoyu wrapped his arms around his waist and let him sit on her lap.

They were tightly and inseparably stuck together face to face, and the smell of medicine on each other became hot.He Xiran's skin was cold, and his waist was soft. Wen Xiaoyu stretched out his arms and hugged him tightly, so strong that he almost crushed him.

But it's warm.

He closed his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.The cold just now didn't make him cry, but the warmth that hurt him now makes tears fall from the corners of his eyes, it really doesn't make sense.

The moment Wen Xiaoyu felt that his shoulders were wet, his heart was also wet.He felt that the person in his arms was like a thin and helpless little animal, with thick thorns growing on its body, which looked like a fortified wall, but was actually vulnerable, and would still shiver in the cold winter night.

And if he didn't push these thorns away, how many times would this stubborn little beast have to endure the harsh winters.Just thinking about it this way, I feel that the wounds stabbed by him are nothing.

To hug such a soft person, it would be better to be warmer and farther away from the cold.

The body gradually warmed up, and the heartbeats of the two of them were almost in sync.Just at this moment, a burst of woo-wa-la yells interrupted their heartbeats.

——"Brother Xiaoyu! Happy birthday! Bring the red envelope!"

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