My deskmate makes me unwilling to study

Zhao Yiyang came back from the bathroom, saw Wen Xiao pressing the phone, quickly stood behind Wen Xiao in two steps, and got stuck at a very precise angle - this position was practiced from the first year of high school, to prevent Lao Xu and Cheng Xiaoning from "covert peeping" .

Sure that Old Xu would not be able to discover Wen Xiao's little tricks even if he airborne the back door in a second, Zhao Yiyang said with emotion, "Fortunately, there are only three years in high school. If there were a few more years, my psychological shadow would be as big as the playground. Think about it, every time I play with my phone When you play games, you always suspect that someone is watching you from behind, so can you still experience the fun of the game with peace of mind?"

As he spoke, Zhao Yiyang lowered his head and accidentally glanced at the content on Wen Xiao's phone.

"Damn it, Wen Xiao, you want to make an appointment with Brother Chi, and two more?" Because he was too surprised, the volume was not low, and when he uttered his voice, the eyes of the whole class were focused.

Zhao Yiyang covered his mouth violently, and quickly opened his smiling face, "Just kidding, just kidding, hahaha how could Wen Xiao have an appointment with Brother Chi? They had two barbecue appointments."

When the eyes of the surroundings were gone, Zhao Yiyang pulled his chair and sat down, lowered his voice, and hurriedly said, "Come on, what's the matter with you, isn't the world quite peaceful? Why did you suddenly ask for a fight?"

In the WeChat dialog box, Chi Ye replied, "Is this a special treatment for my deskmate? Let's wait for you to come back tonight?"

Wen Xiao pressed his fingers on the keyboard, sent Chi Ye a "um", and replied to Zhao Yiyang: "That's not the case."

It's not like this?Zhao Yiyang blinked, and the first word that popped into his head was - goblins fight!

Fuck, stop my mind!

Getting off the No. 117 bus, Wen Xiao saw Chi Ye at a glance.

On the advertising screen at the bus station is a beauty advertisement, the colorful colors spread out like sunflowers, Ike Ye is wearing a light-colored sweater and loose black overalls, standing lazily in front of the advertising screen, the light shines on On his face, there are simple and neat facial features.

It was already ten o'clock in the evening, many buses stopped running, and there was no one else on the platform, Wen Xiao stepped on the side of the street, "Why are you waiting here?"

When Chi Ye saw him, he smiled: "Isn't it an appointment for a fight? Only when you deliver it to your door can you be sincere."

Wen Xiao didn't express any opinion on the words "delivered to your door", and pulled the black schoolbag belt, "Is something wrong?"

Chi Ye glanced at Wen Xiao, his eyes finally fell on the dark tree shadow on the ground, and he smiled, "There is something to do with Ya Ya, I am a little worried, and I am afraid that I am too suspicious and overly suspicious."

The footsteps slowed down, Chi Ye's lip line was tense, and he said again, "My mother... I signed the critical illness notice again today, and I just came back from the hospital after signing it." He wanted to calm down his tone, but the depression in it I can't hide it at all, "Sure enough, there are some things that you can't get used to, like signing a signature. I have signed it dozens of times, but I still can't get used to it. I can even write wrong strokes."

"It's obviously my own name."

Ikeno's fingers in his pocket moved unconsciously, as if he could still feel the weight of the pen in his hand.

Wen Xiao is not very good at comforting people, besides, there is no empathy in this world.In the past, many people said to him with pity in their eyes, "If you think about it, things will always pass."

Will it really pass?

Difficult to pass.

Even if a cut is scarred, it will not heal.The scar will only get thicker and deeper.Until you finally get used to its existence.

Not hearing Wen Xiao's words, Chi Ye breathed a sigh of relief.

There are some words that no one can say, and Yaya is too small to even understand what death is.Only with Wen Xiao here can he get a few minutes of respite.

Walking along the old street all the way to the basketball court, there is no one in the court, only the shadow of the street lamp falling on the concrete floor, a little deserted.

Wen Xiao took off his schoolbag, took the strap of the schoolbag, and threw it on the ground, "Come?"

A corner of his open school uniform was lifted by the night wind, revealing the tall and straight figure of a young man.

Chi Ye was standing lazily at first, but when he saw that Xiao was attacking without saying a word, he subconsciously stood up straight, "Really hit?"

Wen Xiao: "Don't fight?"

"I didn't say no to fighting." Chi Ye realized more and more that his deskmate was really a standard science student, not so romantic and sentimental, what's wrong?solve.Bad mood?fight.If one is not enough, then two.

Fingers crossed together, Ikeno moved his wrist.

Wen Xiao took off his glasses, feeling that he couldn't move around in his school uniform, so he pulled down the zipper with one hand, and then loosened the collar, revealing the black long-sleeved T-shirt inside.

Chi Ye's eyes finally landed on Wen Xiao's waist - the appearance of his deskmate was really bluffing.

There was not much to say, the two were already standing close to each other, Wen Xiao didn't say a word, and struck directly, clenched his slender fingers, and hit Chi Ye's head with a straight fist with his left hand!

The fist was blown by the wind, and there was no strength at all. Chi Ye dodged sideways, and quickly squeezed Wen Xiao's left hand tightly, "Tsk, the attack was really ruthless."

Close enough, he could clearly see Wen Xiao's piercing eyes and the small mole at the end of the eyes.

"Talk too much." Wen Xiao finished briefly, and with the other hand, he hit Chi Ye's numbness precisely, and broke free the moment the opponent's strength slackened, then twisted his body and dived, bent his right elbow, and slammed into Chi Ye nape of neck.

The reaction to this move was too fast, Chi Ye couldn't dodge in time, and was staggered by Wen Xiao.

This blow made Chi Ye a little dizzy, and the recent agitation in his heart was aroused, which made his eyes burst into anger.

Taking two steps forward to stabilize his figure, he simply relied on his instinct to wrap around Wen Xiao's neck from the side and press back. At the same time, his right knee was directly on Wen Xiao's waist, and he pressed the man to the ground twice.

This back and forth took less than 2 minutes, Chi Ye wrapped Wen Xiao's hands above his head, his thighs restrained the opponent's struggle, "Let's discuss, next time—"

The light is not so bright, only the dim light of street lamps.Wen Xiao was suppressed on the concrete floor, his face was very pale, his eyes were like ink paint, his lips were tightly lined, and he looked cold and stubborn.

Inexplicably, Ikeno couldn't continue the second half of the sentence, and the strength in his hand unconsciously loosened by two points.

In the midst of this flash, Wen Xiao twisted Chi Ye's hand hard, and the next second, the situation suddenly changed, the coldness in his eyes was even stronger, and the end of his speech was a little hoarse, "Chi Ye, do it with me!" , don't be distracted."

After a match, the two of them were lying on the concrete floor, not wanting to move.

The corners of Chi Ye's eyes were wiped by Wen Xiao's fist. It was hot and painful. He grabbed the wrist of his deskmate and stopped in front of his eyes to observe, "You are thin and thin. Nine out of ten people will think you are a sick child when they see you. Bad weak chicken."

Wen Xiao carried it with him, didn't break free, and explained a few words, "I have been ill for a year, I can't eat much, and I lost weight."

Ikeno didn't ask what the disease was, and he couldn't eat much for a whole year.He circled his wrist with his thumb and index finger, "Ya Ya will grow two years longer, and his wrist will be thicker than yours."

Wen Xiao looked at him as if looking at him, and withdrew her hand.

"Dissatisfied with the example I gave?" Chi Ye said with a smile, looking up at the starless sky, "I should have brought a pillow here, lying on the concrete floor, and the back of my head hurts."

Wen Xiao stretched out his hand, pulled the schoolbag by the strap, and stuffed it under Chi Ye's head.

Chi Ye didn't refuse, and adjusted his position to lie down, "What about you?"

Wen Xiao took off his school uniform, rolled it up, and put it on the pillow.

The two were about the same height, lying on the ground with their heels almost at the same level.Ikeno became interested, "Which one of us has longer legs? It must be me. I am two centimeters taller than you. Is it logical that my legs are two centimeters longer?"

Wen Xiao moved an inch to the side of Chi Ye, approached and said, "Compare."

After finishing speaking, the two of them sat up, and it was really in the middle of the night, and they were competing on the basketball court who had longer legs.

"It's the same?"

Wen Xiao lay down again, "Well, probably, the ratio is better than yours."

The atmosphere became quiet again.

In the distance, there are the sounds of car engines and wheels rolling over the road, and rock music coming from an unknown stereo.Chi Ye was not sure when he heard it, so he hummed a few words.

Hearing him stop, Wen Xiao said: "Why don't you continue singing?"

There was a smile in Chi Ye's words, "I want to sing too, but only if I know how to do it, just these two sentences, not too many."

The wind in the spring night is no longer cold, and there is still a little unknown flower fragrance, which makes the whole night soft.Ikeno didn't lie down again, and sat on the concrete floor with his long legs bent, looking at an unknown place in the distance, "I read a book by a foreign author before, and there was a sentence in his book."

Wen Xiao leaned on the school uniform, looked at Chi Ye's straight back, and the silhouette with indistinct facial features, "What?"

"I can't remember the context, but I remember him saying, 'In the middle of winter, I finally knew that in me there was an invincible summer'."

Wen Xiao: "Camus?"

Chi Ye raised his eyebrows, "Well, it was written by Camus." He stood up, turned around and reached out to Wen Xiao, "Going away?"

Wen Xiao put his hand on his palm, stood up with strength, grabbed his school uniform and put it on his shoulder, "A fight is enough?"

"How many times do you fucking want to come? Believe it or not, the people in the nearby residential building saw us fighting, and they could call the police to 110 in a blink of an eye." Chi Ye tilted his head and smiled, and picked up the schoolbag that Wen Xiao threw aside, "Don't we still have a fight at night? Do you want to do the quizzes? It's eleven o'clock and I'm going home."

Empty-handed, Wen Xiao walked behind Chi Ye, looked at the man's back, and suddenly thought of something - he was carrying the scorching sun.

After taking a shower and returning to the bedroom, Wen Xiao pulled out the chair, flexed his knuckles, picked up the pen and continued writing the question.

"... A particle with a mass of m and a charge of q (q>0) enters the second quadrant perpendicular to the x-axis, and then—" Seeing this, Wen Xiao raised his head and looked towards the opposite side through the window.

Everything is silent, but he is always restless.

Clenching the pen tightly in his hand, Wen Xiao lowered his head again and wrote the answers to the multiple choice questions.