My deskmate makes me unwilling to study

Turning on the lamp on the desk, Wen Xiao spread out the textbooks and test papers, and stood for a while, the feeling of fatigue made him take a few steps back, and lay on his back on the bed.Limbs were heavy, obviously not cold, but he unconsciously curled up with his back arched, a shallow trace of his spine was exposed under his clothes.

That night, after Wen Xiao finished his homework, he turned on the learning software on his phone and started to do physics problems.After finishing one step, move to the next step mechanically, and look up at the opposite side from time to time.

It was not until the hour hand pointed to five o'clock that the window belonging to Ikeno on the opposite side was lit up, which was extremely conspicuous in the darkness before dawn.

Wen Xiao couldn't read any of the words in the question, and just stared intently at the opposite light in a daze.

After 10 minutes, the lights went out, and Ikeno should have fallen asleep.Wen Xiao drew his attention back and continued to brush up the questions.

The chirping of birds can be heard among the lush branches downstairs, and the gray morning light gradually rises, and there are sparse human voices. At 06:30, there was a slight movement outside the door, Wen Xiao got up, stood by the window and waited——after staying up all night, he was quite sober.

Not long after, the window of Chi Ye lit up again.

Grandma's footsteps stopped at the door, and she called out, "Xiaoxiao, are you up yet? We're going to be late."

"Get up," said Wen Xiao, only to realize that his voice was hoarse, and he replied again, "I'm getting up."

The classroom was lively as usual, someone threw basketballs from the last row to the first row, and many people quietly passed the latest entertainment magazines and comic books.When Xu Guangqi came in, someone wondered, "Old Xu, did you go to the wrong classroom again, today is Thursday, Chinese class!"

Some time ago, Xu Guangqi made a mistake. On Tuesday, he mistakenly thought it was Wednesday, and came to prepare for class 5 minutes in advance with the lesson plans. Later, when the biology teacher in class entered the classroom, he even slammed people out: "I went wrong, I went wrong this time. class!"

"It's right this time!" Xu Guangqi was wearing a blue striped shirt with a wide black belt tied conspicuously. He stood up in front of the blackboard: "Students on duty come up and wipe the blackboard clean. Your Chinese teacher can't come because of something at home. Come with me." I changed classes, and today I have two mathematics classes in a row, students, are you happy? Are you happy?"

No one answered this question, and the classroom was silent for a while.

Under the desk, Wen Xiao's phone lighted up, and it was Chi Ye who sent a WeChat message, saying that Ya Ya's teacher wanted to talk to him, and he came over during the second break.

Remembering that the lights were only turned off for an hour and a half last night, Wen Xiao hung his fingers above the screen for a long time before replying with the word "OK".

It's rare to have two consecutive classes, and it doesn't feel bad to squander it. Xu Guang used the teaching plan to slap the desk, "Students, do you know which subject your gap is reflected in? ?Mathematics! Mathematics is the best score! Look, is it easy to take the Chinese test of [-]? It’s okay. [-]? It’s a bit difficult. , Exam [-]? It’s hard, isn’t it? Your Chinese is below [-]. Is it worthy of the mother tongue you have spoken since you were a child?

... Mathematics is different, the math is really good, one hundred and five.If it doesn't work, it really won't work, one less 'one', fifty.If you don’t know how to answer a question, you can fill in any content in Chinese and English. It doesn’t look so empty. If you can’t do math, if you can’t read math twice, you can only write a ‘solution’! "

Zhao Yiyang commented in a low voice: "Old Xu must have paid Cheng Xiaoning's tuition, and he said the same thing..."

In two classes, half of the time was poured with chicken soup for psychological counseling, and in the remaining half of the time, a total of three questions were taught, and the get out of class bell rang.Xu Guangqi couldn't stop thinking about it, and everyone in the class lined up in the corridor one after another, preparing to go downstairs to do radio gymnastics.

Zhao Yiyang turned his head: "Let's hear Xiao for a while—hey, where's the person?"

Few people pay attention to the backside of the supermarket, the collapsed wash basin has not been repaired until now, and there are even a few green weeds growing in the gaps between the gravel.

Wen Xiao sat on the edge of the stone platform, with his long legs propped on the ground, and there were a few petals of flowers drooping by the wind at his feet.

Seeing Chi Ye jumping over the wall and coming in swiftly and neatly, he said, "I've got you."

Thought he was hallucinating, Chi Ye turned around and saw that it was Wen Xiao, and smiled first: "Why are you waiting here?" After walking a few steps, he smiled as he walked, "Well, I was caught, what is the punishment?"

Wen Xiao ground the ground with his toes: "I'm looking forward to it?"

"If it's punishment like kissing, I can't wait for it." Sitting down next to Wen Xiao, Chi Ye handed over the breakfast in his hand, "Here, it's still hot. The boss who sells breakfast knows me well. The one who said 'three-point sugar' came."

Wen Xiao took the soy milk and pancakes in his hands, and fixed his eyes on the back of Chi Ye's hand: "What's wrong with the wound?"

Not only the back of the hand, but Chi Ye's knuckles and fingertips had many small wounds, but none of them were as shocking as the one on the back of the hand.

The wound was neat, and it should have been cut open by something sharp.

Chi Ye lowered his head following his gaze, and said indifferently, "I got scratched in the fight yesterday. It's not serious. Look, it's scabbed over. In a few days, when the hard scab falls off, you won't be able to see it."

Wen Xiao grabbed his wrist and pulled it in, and kissed the wound on the back of his hand with his lips.

Chi Ye could see his drooping eyelashes, and joked: "If I had known this treatment, I should have a few more wounds."

After speaking, he was stared at coldly.

Unpacking and inserting the straw, Wen Xiao took a sip, put it next to Chi Ye's mouth, and asked him, "What time did you go to bed last night?"

"I didn't notice. I went home to see if Ya Ya had kicked the quilt, and then I didn't have any impression, so I fell asleep on the bed." Chi Ye took Wen Xiao's hand, bit the white straw and drank the warm soybean milk.

In the past two days, his temples were swollen and painful, and he couldn't help raising his hands to rub them a few times.

Noticing this movement, worried if he didn't sleep well, and seeing the bloodshot eyes in his eyes, Wen Xiao couldn't help asking: "Is there anything else to do in the morning?"

"Yes, I have to have dinner with someone at noon. The appointment is at 11:30, and I will spend 10 minutes at home to prepare the materials, and nothing else will happen."

After preparing the materials and eating, Wen Xiao asked again: "Why don't you go back to catch up on sleep after I sent Ya Ya?"

From Yaya's school to home no more than nine o'clock, sleep until eleven o'clock, almost three hours of sleep.

"Love me again?" Chi Ye pinched Wen Xiao's earlobe, with a loose smile on the corner of his mouth, "Your brother Chi is not so fragile, you can hold on. Besides, seeing you is more important."

The music of radio gymnastics came from the playground, startling many birds.Chi Ye wanted to find something to talk about, but after thinking about it, he found that there was nothing to talk about.

He hasn't come to school for almost a month, he doesn't know what happened in school or in class, he doesn't know what's going on, he doesn't know where the class is going, he doesn't even know what happened to Wen Xiao, including asking for sick leave before Wen Xiao was at home He also doesn't know.And around him, apart from such boring chores as material contract prices, or the set of hypocrisy among adults.

He was stuck in it every day, feeling bored and depressed. Even if the conditions were relaxed and he picked and picked, he couldn't find two interesting things to talk about.

There were traces of negative emotions in his heart again, which made him anxious-the two people's life trajectories did not overlap at all, and when they sat together, they had nothing to say.He knew very well how this was caused, but he was powerless to change and helpless.

Thinking to himself, because of the headache, Chi Ye subconsciously raised his hand and rubbed his forehead again.

In the next second, the hand crossed from the side was attached to his forehead, which felt cool and comfortable.

Before Chi Ye could speak, he heard Xiao say, "You have a fever."

"what?"

"You have a fever." Wen Xiao's tone became more serious, he let go of his hand and moved closer, pressed his forehead together, and repeated what he just said, "Chi Ye, you have a fever."

The sudden approach made the tip of their noses touch briefly, and Chi Ye subconsciously denied: "No, I don't feel uncomfortable."

"Your forehead is very hot." After Wen Xiao stated the facts, his throat ached, "Should we go to the school hospital?"

Hearing Wen Xiao's suddenly hoarse voice, Chi Ye's lips tightened, and he didn't deny it any more. His tone was relaxed, and instead he comforted Wen Xiao: "There are antipyretics at home, don't worry, it's just a low fever, I'm fine."

Wen Xiao really wanted to ask, can I postpone today's luncheon, can I not prepare materials, can I go to the hospital once, can I go home, take antipyretics, close my eyes and have a good sleep... Can I spend all the time I can rest? Use it for rest, don't take a detour to see him.

But he didn't say a word.

Because he knows exactly what the answer is.

Chi Ye is proud, but also stubborn.Stubbornly trying to support his seriously ill mother, young sister, heavy studies, and this relationship on his own, he never shows weakness.Still laughing and saying, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

But... is it really all right?

Wen Xiao suddenly realized that his heart had become fragile and sensitive because of the existence of this person, and the tingling pain was as dense as a needle falling.

In the evening, Wen Xiao changed her shoes at the door. Grandma heard the movement, took off her presbyopic glasses and put them on the printed paper in her hand, "Xiao Xiao is back? Are you hungry? The dishes are hot in the pot, and the rice is also warm. "

After bringing the food out of the kitchen and putting it on the table, grandma got up and poured a glass of water, and sat opposite Wen Xiao: "Did you not sleep well last night? You looked very bad."

Wen Xiao poked the rice grains, lowered her eyes to avoid her grandma's sight: "I can't sleep."

"Then go to bed early tonight. Although the young man is in good spirits, what should he do if he suffers from suffering every day?" Grandma pushed the water glass towards Wen Xiao, "Drink some water, don't eat too fast, not good for health."

Wen Xiao drank the water according to his words, held the chopsticks without moving, and asked suddenly after a few seconds: "Grandma, what do you think of the proposition 'bread and love'?"

"Bread and love? That's right, we Xiaoxiao have reached the age to think about these issues." Grandma's hair on the sideburns was neatly combed, she thought about it carefully, and said softly, "Everyone has a different opinion on this proposition, just me It seems that the most basic premise of everything is to survive, no matter what, it is not just relying on one's own courage."

"Of course, due to your own experience, way of thinking, knowledge reserve, and situation, there will be many answers. But Xiaoxiao, you already have a definite answer to this question in your heart, don't you?"

After washing the dishes and returning to the room, Wen Xiao stood by the window, holding his phone for a long time before sending a WeChat message to Chi Ye, "Has the fever subsided, have you taken any medicine?"

It wasn't until Wen Xiao finished listening to some English comprehension that Chi Ye replied: "I have taken the medicine twice, and I have already withdrawn."

After reading it, Wen Xiao typed a line, deleted it word by word before sending it, and opened the next listening section.