longing for

In April, the college entrance examination was less than a hundred days away.Every teacher is jealous of students in their own class having accidents, but Ding Hui has no peace.He went to see Qin Miao in the hospital overnight, comforted his emotional family, and explained to Song Zongyan's parents.

The next day when Ding Hui went to school, Wen Qiu and Song Zongyan were "invited" into the office for training for half an hour without any surprise.

As the exam was approaching, the school was also worried about the students' emotions. Such a big or small matter was finally resolved through discussion among several parents.

It took two or three days for the bruise on the corner of Song Zongyan's mouth to slowly fade away. It was difficult for him to open his mouth when eating. Wen Qiu bought a lot of yogurt and candy and threw a little into his table every day.

In addition, Wen Qiu also fell in love with putting notes in the hat of the other party's coat.

The first time Chu Wenxin wanted to ask him an answer during a chemistry test, and threw a note into his hat.

Wen Qiu had a sudden inspiration, and someone started to put notes into Song Zongyan's hat.

Most of the paper was nonsense—copied limp and lingering love stories or a sentence or two of innocuous chatter.He is not top-notch in his studies, his handwriting is flowing upside down, and the strokes of the pen fall beautifully, like a butterfly spreading its wings trying to bite into people's mouths.

Facing the frequent yogurt, candies and notes, Song Zongyan turned back once, as if in a helpless tone, and replied under his nonsense: "Why do you throw these things away every day?"

It was the first time Wen Qiu received a return note, and excitedly picked up a pen to reply immediately.

But Song Zongyan didn't wear a hat or coat that day, nor did he the next day.Wen Qiu held the note in his hand for two days and didn't deliver it. He thought to himself, it really is a thousand-year-old fox, and the other party was not completely dragged away by him.

In the evening, Song Zongyan went back to his dormitory and found a note in his coat pocket that he didn't know when he put it in. The other party also thoughtfully presented a slightly melted toffee as a gift.

The note has become crumpled and the handwriting is distorted a bit.Under the sentence he asked, "Why do you throw these things away every day?", Wen Qiu replied: "I'm chasing you, can't you see it?"

He doesn't want to be a friend, but a boyfriend.

The meaning is all revealed on a piece of waste paper.

Song Zongyan threw the note into the drawer and did not reply.

The note that Wen Qiu threw out the next day complained hypocritically about his non-response, and the words he wrote were sour and irrelevant, even worse than the taffy the night before. He wrote—"I am in the water and the moon Running tirelessly, you are the moon in the sky."

Song Zongyan: "..."

Wen Qiu seemed to never get tired of these little tricks, and would come here every now and then.Although Song Zongyan has been chased by many people, it is rare that he throws notes and candies so tirelessly. Although the trick is small, but it comes one after another, which makes people have to take it to heart.

But Song Zongyan still didn't intend to respond, he hadn't figured out many things yet, and the person who always didn't like to escape now violated his choice several times because of Wen Qiu.Besides, the college entrance examination is about to come, and this is not the time for him to think about these things.

Song Zongyan put the note and snacks in the drawer and didn't think about it anymore.

Originally, he was going to throw all these things of Wen Qiusai into the trash can, but in the end they all quietly lay in the drawer for some reason.

Once he didn't pay attention when he opened the drawer, and his roommate Da Bin saw it. His eyes looked like X-rays, and he opened his mouth and sighed: "You love sweets so much, you packed a drawer."

Song Zongyan closed the drawer expressionlessly.

Wen Qiu was silently rejected several times, but he didn't feel hurt. Occasionally, when he stared at Song Zongyan's indifferent profile in the classroom, he only thought of one sentence - if you teach Xieyu, it should be overwhelming, even if it is ruthless, it will be touching.

Qin Miao came back a week later, and Ding Hui changed places for the three of them. Although they were in the same classroom, it seemed that they were separated by hundreds of thousands of miles.

After Qin Miao returned to school, he became more silent. The bridge of his nose and the corners of his eyes were injured, and he wore sunglasses all day long.The teachers sympathized with his feelings, and he refused to take it off after saying a few words in class, so he gave up.

The sunglasses were worn for about seven or eight days before they were removed.

Afterwards, he applied for commuting, rented a house outside, and no longer lived on campus.

It didn't take long for everyone to notice some changes in him - not only became a little quieter, Qin Miao started to dye his hair, changed his dressing style, the colorful hair color was very conspicuous, Ding Hui ordered him to get rid of it quickly, Dye it back to black the next week.Next week, I will iron a roll...

As if to fight against someone, silent but unyielding.

Ding Hui lost seven or eight catties because of this group of little bastards. Fortunately, this group of boys who are about to grow up - although some grown-up boys behaved rebelliously, they did not give up their studies anyway.

After the results of the monthly exam that month, both Wen Qiu and Qin Miao had improved.

Wen Qiu and Qin Miao met each other several times in the corridor. Zhang Fengyang, who was going to the bathroom with Wen Qiu on his shoulders, was a little nervous. He clenched his fingers and stared at Qin Miao's every move, fearing that he would Retaliation for Wen Qiu's punch on the bridge of his nose.

As a result, Qin Miao didn't look sideways, as if he didn't see Wen Qiu, and passed by.

"What's the matter with that kid? His temperament has changed a lot." Zhang Fengyang felt strange, "Because you punched him? He was beaten silently. Did you see that he went to dye his hair again, but this time The colors are more muted."

With sharp eyes, Wen Qiu caught a glimpse of a crooked scar that was about to fade on the bridge of Qin Miao's nose as he passed by.

They used to be close, good friends, good teammates.To this day, it seems like they never knew each other.

On the note that Wen Qiu threw into Song Zongyan's hat, he briefly mentioned Qin Miao's change.The next day, there was an extra copy of the simulation paper on his desk. Song Zongyan probably meant to let him study hard now and not think too much about it.

Mother Song asked someone to get the simulation paper from another school. She said it was difficult to get it, so he made an extra copy for Wen Qiu.

Why do you want to copy it to Wen Qiu?

Wen Qiu's heart is clear, and Song Zongyan is really "heartless" towards him.He is ruthless and moving, pretending to be ruthless is even more touching.

The difficulty of the simulation test was beyond Wenqiu's professional ability, and his life would be worse than death.But when Song Zongyan explained the wrong questions to him in a low voice, he felt that these unsolvable problems made him extremely happy.

How about liking this thing, having fun while suffering, and enjoying it at the same time.

The days of being buried in test papers and classrooms seem to pass slowly.Counting from morning to night is tens of thousands of seconds.Counting from insomnia to dawn, there are hundreds of missed dreams.

A few months flew by.Three years also flew by.

Looking back, all of this seems to be a whizzing adolescent flood, long and rapid, and it is fleeting if you don't pay attention.