I also want to stick with the bamboo horse today

After the turmoil, Zhuang Wenyao's dinner plate was already empty, but there was more than half left on the opposite side.

Lu Zhiheng looked at the empty dinner plate opposite him in surprise, met Zhuang Wenyao's eyes, and smiled apologetically: "I'm sorry, I really can't eat anymore..."

"You can't eat enough," Zhuang Wenyao glanced at the leftovers, "Eat all the meat, forget about the rice."

Lu Zhiheng frowned in distress: "But I'm already full..."

"Okay." Zhuang Wenyao didn't force it anymore, "Then I'll go get some fruit..."

Lu Zhiheng hurriedly grabbed him: "No need, really, I can't eat anymore..."

"Pfft haha... You really should come to our flight to experience the experience, and you'll be able to eat within three days."

The two began to clear the dishes.

Lu Zhiheng asked: "Do you train hard every day?"

"It's okay, we're all used to it." Zhuang Wenyao put all the bowls and chopsticks to himself, and then carried Lu Zhiheng's racket on his shoulder, "The current strength is nothing. Anti-vertigo training is the devil."

Lu Zhiheng was a little bit emotional: Others envied the good remuneration of the airline flight, but they also put in corresponding efforts that ordinary people could not imagine.All is fair.

"You're going to be a pilot someday, aren't you?" he asked.

"Maybe."

Zhuang Wenyao hesitated in answering. At the age of 16, he has not considered career planning.

Although the aviation class is a project to train pilots, they are still high school students.

Some students have the dream of being a pilot, but some students may not have thought about it clearly. They only regard "recruiting flying" as a shortcut to enter a key high school. They may not have the unwavering ambition of the sky and the sky like Zhuo Tianjiao, and they may not necessarily apply for the college entrance examination. Aviation professional school.

Zhuang Wenyao belongs to the latter.

There will be many variables in three years. Whether we can persist until the end depends on personal choice and hard work.

And now, regarding the future, he has no clear answer in his heart.

It doesn't matter, three years is a long time, he still has time to think about it, let's take it one step at a time.

On the way back to the classroom, passing Qiushi Building, it was time for the two to part ways.

Zhuang Wenyao took out a piece of candy from his coat pocket and handed it to Lu Zhiheng: "This is for you."

The candy wrapper was bright orange, which made Lu Zhiheng stunned.

He didn't know that after the "low blood sugar" incident on the radio station last time, Zhuang Wenyao ordered all kinds of candies that night, and every time he grabbed a handful and took it with him, he would give him a few when he met someone.

Lu Zhiheng also thought of this point, his heart warmed up, and he smiled: "I ate well today, and I won't have hypoglycemia."

"Eat it, it's refreshing, and the sugar doesn't take up your stomach." Zhuang Wenyao stuffed the sugar into Lu Zhiheng's shirt pocket on his chest, and returned his tennis racket, "Let's go!"

"Well, slow down."

Lu Zhiheng watched his figure disappear at the end of the corridor, and raised his hand to take out the candy, which still had the warmth of Zhuang Wenyao's palm on it.

His slender fingers carefully tore open the package, he really needs to refresh his mind now.

Today's is a fresh orange-flavored pop-filled candy with a thin and crisp shell, which is refreshing and refreshing.Bite the tip of the teeth lightly, and the sweet and fragrant heart overflows, tightly wrapping the lips, teeth and tongue.

It is true that sweets can make people feel good.

But what satisfied Lu Zhiheng at this moment was not only this candy.

……

As we all know, there is no spring and autumn in Rongcheng, and the cooling is always caught off guard.

It was windy that night, and the next day, the students put on blue and white sports jackets over their shirts, and changed their trousers into matching blue sports pants.

There is no change of clothes for the flight class, and a long-sleeved T-shirt is added to the camouflage uniform.

Zhuang Wenyao's dormitory (511) was a little unlucky. The windows were not closed tightly before going to bed last night, and the cold wind blew all night. When they woke up in the morning, they all had a hoarse nasal voice and a runny nose. Only Zhuang Wenyao escaped.

"Here, Fenghan Ganmao Granules, to relieve the exterior and dispel the cold." Zhuang Wenyao took out three packs of cold granules from the medicine box and distributed them to everyone, "Remember to drink plenty of hot water!"

"okay--"

"Brother Yao is reliable!"

"Thank you monitor~"

I don't know if it's because of the unfavorable start or the sudden change of weather, Zhuang Wenyao felt uneasy all day long.

After the second class in the morning, as usual, he escaped from eye exercises and went straight to the radio station in Shaw Building.

As soon as Youwei saw him, he asked anxiously, "Zhuangzhuang, have you caught a cold?"

Zhuang Wenyao looked up blankly: "No, what's wrong?"

You Wei sighed: "You don't know, several people sent me WeChat today to tell me that they have a cold and their throats are bad and they can't broadcast, and even the station master didn't hold the front line, and the pathogen broke through the second line of defense!"

Station Master, Senior He Mang.Think of that deep magnetic sound, coupled with a thick nasal voice... What kind of subwoofer attack will that be!

"What's the second line of defense?" Zhuang Wenyao asked casually.

"Bactericidal substances in body fluids, lysozyme and phagocytic cells." You Wei handed him a manuscript, "Hurry up, the next announcement will be made after the eye exercises."

"Good Miss Wei!"

Unexpectedly, even senior He Mang, the number one in grade, fell. The power of this wave of flu really cannot be underestimated.

After returning to the dormitory at noon, Zhuang Wenyao took a few isatis throat lozenges with him, and planned to give some to Lu Zhiheng when they met, telling him to pay attention to preventing colds.

But what he didn't know was that today, he didn't have this chance to meet him.

……

Due to the sudden drop in temperature, in the afternoon physical training, the coach temporarily changed sit-ups to running with weights, which is called "warming up the body".

After the training, everyone was exhausted and staggered away from the playground. Zhuang Wenyao and Zhuo Tianjiao didn't have the heart to play tennis anymore.

Just right, to avoid some unnecessary troubles.

Dragging his severely exhausted body, he planned to go to the cafeteria to fill his stomach first. After all, he had to play basketball at night.When he walked to the gate of the playground, he saw the familiar pair of ponytails.

"Zhuang Wenyao!" Mu Mian waved to him in a large school uniform jacket, her cuffs covered her palms, revealing only her slender fingertips.

"..." Zhuang Wenyao smiled awkwardly: I'm really afraid of something.

Why did you find this place?His classmates are all watching!How does he explain it?How can she explain it!

In fact, Mu Mian's purpose is very simple, which is to make him unable to explain.

Isn't Zhuang Wenyao shy, so she simply gave him a strong medicine to put him in a situation where he couldn't help himself.When everyone around him tacitly thinks there is something wrong with them, and Zhuang Wenyao himself is unable to explain what he wants, it is difficult for him not to be influenced by rumors, or to actively or passively sit down on this relationship.

This trick is really ruthless.

Before implementing it, Mu Mian also hesitated, would it appear too unreserved?But Zhuang Wenyao is shy, if she is more reserved, is there still a possibility for them?Don't even think about it!

Between a girl's reserve and the person she likes, she still chose the latter.

The gossiping eyes of the boys in the aviation class were focused on her, but Mu Mian turned a blind eye to her and only saw Zhuang Wenyao, showing him the best bright smile that he had practiced countless times: "The training is over, are you tired today... ..."

Zhuang Wenyao sighed from the bottom of his heart, and forced a smile to maintain his superficial politeness: "Tired, I'm tired every day..."

"Ah, that's it..." Mu Mian was a little surprised, she thought that Zhuang Wenyao would be in high spirits and calmly say "I'm not tired".

"Ah."

Zhuang Wenyao has long legs and long strides. Usually when he walks with girls and children, he will shorten his steps to keep pace.Now He and Mu Mian walked slowly at the end of the team, but a little over half of her body, protecting her from the boys' eyes that turned their heads frequently and didn't know what to look at.

Mu Mian took small steps to follow behind him, and soon realized this, and immediately felt extremely at ease and sweet, seeing his strong arm wrapped in camouflage uniform swaying beside him, she suddenly wanted to pull it up like this , but out of a girl's basic self-esteem, she still didn't do so, but gently pinched Zhuang Wenyao's cuff.

"?" Feeling strange, Zhuang Wenyao looked back subconsciously.

But Mu Mian didn't give him a chance to refuse, and quickly said: "Since you're tired, let's take a rest. I found a good place today, and the scenery is very beautiful! I'll take you to see it!" As she spoke, she held on to Zhuang Wenyao's cuffs Trot up.

"Hey——" Zhuang Wenyao subconsciously wanted to break away, but he couldn't bear it. He was afraid of hurting the girl's heart in front of so many people, so he could only run after her. It's not very clear, just like the beautiful picture of holding hands and running towards happiness.

It's over, Zhuang Wenyao thought, I really can't tell now.

He is just an innocent boy with no experience in relationships, why did he have to be led away by the nose when he met such a high-ranking girl!

The scenery of the campus quickly receded beside him. Zhuang Wenyao didn't care about where Mu Mian took him. His mind was in a mess, and he was full of anticipating various possible situations and countermeasures.

If it doesn't work, run away!It's better than losing your virginity if you don't want this face at all!

But when he followed Mu Mian to the destination, Zhuang Wenyao's mind went blank.

Ginkgo trees, ginkgo trees are planted on both sides of the path, and golden ginkgo trees are everywhere.

Overnight, the green leaves that are still struggling to get their spirits put on new clothes one after another, and the golden leaves are densely dotted all over the branches, and when the wind blows, they rustle and fall.

Autumn is strong.

"How about it, isn't it beautiful?" Mu Mian crossed her hands behind her back, and smiled at him like offering a treasure, "The weather is cool today, suitable for walking. I also found this place by accident, and I really want to show you."

"..."

The girl's voice was beautiful, adding a touch of sweetness and warmth to the bleak autumn scenery, but Zhuang Wenyao seemed to have never heard of it, and his eyes were fixed on a certain place.

Mu Mian didn't get an answer, and looked at him suspiciously, but was startled by his eyes, and her whole body froze.

The boy's brows were tightly furrowed, but his pupils, which were usually firm and upright, couldn't stop trembling at this moment, shining with a strange light.

Is it consternation?Shocking?Or timidity before approaching the truth?

Mu Mian didn't know how to describe that look.

Following his gaze, there were faintly visible pure white fragments among the layers of golden fallen leaves under the tree.When a gust of wind came, the thin leaves were blown away, revealing the whole picture of pure white: it was a paper airplane.

"Why are there paper airplanes here?" Mu Mian was not interested in it, but at this moment she had to find something to talk to, "There are no children in our school, who is still playing such childish games?"

She trotted over to pick up the paper airplane: "I want to see how far it can fly!"

Zhuang Wenyao woke up like a dream: "Wait!"

But one step too late.

Mu Mian lifted the paper airplane to her side, and it flew out quickly.

Like a white butterfly, it spread its wings, drew an arc upward, and floated in the air, without any tendency to fall.

"Okay, that's amazing..." Mu Mian covered her mouth in surprise, "Look, Zhuang Wenyao, it flies so far! I've never seen a paper airplane fly so long..."

How could Zhuang Wenyao not see it?

Two pairs of sharp corners on the wing, one pointing up and one pointing down.

That is Shiyue's original "magic" that no one can imitate!

He remembered.

He always remembers!

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