My Underachieving Seatmate Doesn't Need Any Comforting

With such a mood, the test paper was issued.

Qiao Shao first turned to the last page to look at the topic of the essay. After reading it, his heart suddenly twisted.

— A letter to my mother.

This is undoubtedly the simplest type of composition, and the best one to write.

It is difficult to get a high score on this kind of topic, and it is not easy to be top-notch if it is too easy to write. But for the majority of ordinary students, when encountering this kind of topic, they can write at least [-] words eloquently, without worrying about pulling their hair like an argumentative essay .

It is customary to look at the composition first in the language test. Even in the last test room, the students are all very happy, with an expression of picking up a treasure.

Only Qiao Shao...

He stared at this topic so hard that his limbs seemed to be filled with lead, and he couldn't even hold the pen.

A letter to my mother...

write to mom...

Mother……

The sourness from the tip of Qiao Shao's nose pierced into his eyes, and he quickly turned over the test paper, not daring to look at the title of the essay again.

Can't write.

He can't write.

Qiao Shao held the pen firmly, trying to calm himself down.

Don't think too much, the most urgent thing is to take the exam well.

Only with good grades can he start a new...

A lot of comforting words in Qiao Shao's mind disappeared.

It was very quiet around here.

The students started to do the questions, and the whole teaching building was as quiet as a tomb.

Classes are held on weekdays, and the windows in the classroom are open.

The teacher is also talking about knowledge all the time, Qiao Shao can concentrate on listening to the teacher's lecture, and is not afraid of silence.

Even the occasional class test is fine, the main reason is that the discipline is not so good, Song Yixu in the front seat always makes some noises, and even secretly asks him for answers...

Even if the teacher is strict and the class is quiet, there are still noises outside.

There are classes in physical education on the playground, the whistle of the physical education teacher, and even the sound of reading aloud from the next class, no matter how bad it is...

And He Shen.

It's great to have a deskmate, 345, he is so close to him, so close that I can hear his breathing when he sleeps.

But there was nothing in the examination room.

For exams, the whole school is like wearing giant noise-canceling headphones.

The noise is gone, the sound is gone, and the closed windows even block the chirping of insects and birds outside.

Everyone sat quietly on their desks and chairs, and no one looked at the other person. Everyone was like an isolated island standing in the sea, unable to wait for any ships to berth.

Qiao Shao couldn't see anything.

He was under a blanket of incandescent lights, but what he saw remained unchanged.

No windows, no wind, no sound.

No grave is quieter than this.

Qiao Shao wanted to overturn the tables and chairs, break the walls, shout, shout, and escape...

no... no...

This is the school, not the house that never sees the sun.

Qiao Shao exhausted all his strength, all he could do was to keep himself from losing his composure in the examination room.

When the winding bell rang, Qiao Shao struggled to catch his breath like a drowning rescued person.

When the teacher came to collect the test papers, he saw him like this and asked, "Student, is there something wrong with you?"

Qiao Shao gritted his teeth and said, "No."

This time the seats are different from last time.

Although he was in the same exam room as Lou Xiao, Wei Jiayu, and Song Yixu, he was in the third row from the bottom.

All three of them were in the first row and didn't know his situation at all.

Lou Xiao heard the teacher's question and looked back.

Qiao Shao just lowered his head and missed his gaze.

In fact, even if they looked at each other, Lou Xiao couldn't see anything clearly with his eyesight.

But he still sent a message to He Shen: "What happened to your child?"

He Shen was the only person with a mobile phone in the first examination room.

When he took out his mobile phone to read the information, the invigilator was also looking at him: "He Shen, your composition..."

He Shen shook his phone and said, "Teacher, I have something else to do, so I'm leaving first."

The invigilator looked at the completely blank composition and couldn't say anything.

If this is a bad student, he can still scold him head and face, but He Shen...

He Shen walked outside the classroom and saw Lou Xiao's message.

He clenched his phone tightly and strode towards the last examination room.

When he saw the title of the composition, he was full of Qiao Shao.

Qiao Shao was finally able to face the death of his mother. How could he write it when he saw such a composition topic?

Without mentioning Qiao Shao, even when He Shen saw these words, his mind buzzed.

A letter to mom?

how to write.

He Shen doesn't know what others are like, he can't write it himself, and he also knows that Qiao Shao can't write it.

When he came to the final examination room, He Shen happened to see Qiao Shao walking out.

He walked over and called him: "Qiao Shao."

Qiao Shao avoided seeing him when he saw him: "I won't go to the cafeteria to eat at noon."

He Shen said: "What do you want to eat, I'll take you there..."

Before he could finish speaking, Qiao Shao whispered, "Can I be alone for a while!"

He Shen frowned slightly.

Qiao Shao knew that his tone was not good, but when he thought of his Chinese test paper being done like that, he would be ashamed to see He Shen. He said, "I'm tired, and I want to go back to the dormitory to rest."

He Shen said again: "I'm with you..."

Qiao Shao really didn't want to see him, he felt very uncomfortable, and suppressed his voice: "Can you stop doing this!"

Don't treat me like a child!But the words came to my lips and couldn't come out.

He Shen's complexion paled: "Then I'll go back."

Qiao Shao: "Yes."

Having said that, it was Qiao Shao who walked the fastest. He rushed to the stairs almost without looking back, and ran into the dormitory after leaving the teaching building.

And confess.

Are you going to confess with the bottom No.1 result?

Qiao Shao's heart was in a mess.

He Shen didn't go to the cafeteria either, he went directly outside the school.

Lou Xiao gave him a cigarette: "Did you two quarrel?"

He Shen didn't touch the cigarette, but pursed his thin lips tightly, his expression was three points colder than Qiao Shao's before he transferred to another school.

Lou Xiao said, "Think for him too, seeing a guy like you all day long, which good student would not be stressed?"

For someone like him who gave up his studies, occasionally thinking of He Shen's grades would make his molars ache, let alone other people.

Although Qiao Shao was the last one in the test last time, that kid is a guy who values ​​grades, especially since he is in a relationship with He Shen, so the pressure must be much greater than other people.

After all, no one wants to be too far behind their lover.

He Shen was silent.

Lou Xiao is not a persuasive temperament, and it is unprecedented to be able to say these things: "You should stop swaying in front of his eyes these few days, let him take the exam with peace of mind first."

He Shen really hurts his little lover to the bottom of his heart.

It's the lottery again, and it's breakfast, Lou Xiao has seen it all.

Fortunately, it can also cause great pressure.

It will move Qiao Shao, but at the same time, it will also make him pay more attention to this exam.

Especially He Shen has been tutoring Qiao Shao.

Lin Lin always thinks about it, it's normal for the child to be unbearable.

It took He Shen a while to answer: "Yes."

Leave this monosyllable and go home.

Seeing him like this, Lou Xiao simply rooted for him.

Although the loving old bastard is annoying, it is also much better than this monosyllable man.

Falling in love is really troublesome.

The school bully looked at the only cigarette left in the pack——

Lao He is really miserable, let's smoke another one for him.

In the afternoon math test, Qiao Shao's condition was better than in the morning, but he was still afraid of the quietness that penetrated his bones, especially when he thought of He Shen, he felt even more uncomfortable.

I don't know how to pass the exam, and I don't know what questions I have done.

Qiao Shao returned to the dormitory in a daze, not wanting to eat anything.

If He Shen didn't come to him, he wouldn't be able to meet him.

The last examination room was separated from the first examination room by fifteen classrooms.

Too far.

Qiao Shao returned to the dormitory and heard Wei Jiayu checking the answer with Chen Xu: "Fuck, choose B? Don't scare me!"

When Chen Zhi saw Qiao Shao, he said to Wei Jiayu, "Okay, let's go to English."

Wei Jiayu refused to accept: "I can't be wrong on this question, I..."

Chen Xu stared at him.

Wei Lanmao belatedly realized that his little roommate looked depressed, and then he picked up which pot he didn't open: "Qiao Shao, you came back so early? Where's Brother Shen?"

Qiao Shao was half dead, but now he can be directly cremated.

Chen Zhi threw his English notes in his face: "Go and memorize the voice!"

Wei Jiayu became angry: "Chen Glasses, don't put your nose on your face, I..."

Chen Fu had already walked towards Qiao Shao, and said in a gentle voice: "Let's put it down after the exam, there are two more exams tomorrow."

Qiao Shao smiled forcedly: "Yes."

Chen said again: "I have a new English example here, let's take a look together?"

Qiao Shao cheered up and said, "Okay."

Sitting on another table, Wei Lanmao, who was reciting his voice, snorted: "I really know how to be courteous, thanks to Qiao Xiaoshao's backing, he has such a good attitude!"

Before going to bed, Qiao Shao took out his mobile phone from under the pillow, but he didn't get the mobile phone, and touched the wooden stick.

——Good luck.

Qiao Shao felt as if he had been stabbed in the heart.

Sure enough, you shouldn't be superstitious, how can this thing count.

Thinking of this, he was not willing to throw away the wooden stick.

No 150 points for breakfast the next day.

Chen told him to go to the cafeteria. Qiao Shao, who hadn't eaten two meals, didn't want to eat at all.

The stomach is really strange, it seems to have thoughts, even if it is empty, it can make you unable to eat anything.

Qiao Shao said casually, "I'll just have some bread, you can go."

Actually he didn't eat anything.

Qiao Shao opened WeChat, looked at the dialog box at the top, hesitated for a long time and still didn't click on it.

He has to get used to it.

Get used to the days without He Shen.

After the exam that day, Qiao Shao didn't even go back to the dormitory, so he took a taxi home.

Along the way, he kept wanting to check his phone, and his mind was full of the green WeChat icon.

He couldn't take it anymore and turned off the phone.

Da Qiao was on a business trip and called Qiao Shao's previous cell phone: "I'll definitely be back before going to bed, but I won't be back in time for dinner."

Qiao Shao coaxed him: "It's okay if you don't come back at night."

Qiao Zongmin said: "That's impossible, I have to go home no matter how late."

Qiao Shao didn't say anything more.

Aunt Wu hung up the phone and asked him, "What would Shaoshao want to eat?"

Qiao Shao didn't want to make her worry, so he asked, "The sea crabs are getting fat recently?"

Aunt Wu immediately said: "You're very fat! I'll make it for you right away!"

Qiao Shao smiled: "Well, thank you for your hard work, Aunt Wu."

Aunt Wu said: "Why are you being polite to me, I will be the happiest if you can eat well!"

Although Qiao Shao was alone, Aunt Wu cooked a whole table of dishes.

The crabs were handled very well, the crab legs were crushed, and the crab meat was carefully picked out and placed in the crab shell. Qiao Shao only needed to eat it.

The side dishes are refreshing seasonal vegetables, and the soft and delicious shrimp and crab porridge...

They were all Qiao Shao's favorite food, but he felt disgusted when he saw them.

He can't eat it.

He doesn't want to eat at all.

His mind was full of burnt ham, not-so-crisp carrots and oily fried eggs, and pies with too salty fillings.

He missed the 150 points in the white lunch box.

The author has something to say: Bitter first, then [giant] sweet~