mountain snow

I sit in the last row by the window, the tallest and the most handsome, but I am not the hero in an idol drama.

I can sit here purely because the class is full of children, and I am a big friend. Yue Sheng told me not to affect the children, so I came to this corner.

If I had to choose, I would sit next to the podium. If Yue Sheng walked to the left, I would look to the left. If Yue Sheng walked to the right, I would look to the right.

Unfortunately, he won't let me sit there.

In idol dramas, the boy sitting in this corner is either dozing off in class, or passing notes to the front desk.

I am different.I sit like a bell and stand like a pine, and my eyes are bright like lanterns.

Brother Ku is in class, wouldn't it be a disadvantage if he dozed off?And my front table is that little thing from the village chief's house, a black monkey shaking its head, so I don't care to pass notes to him.

I looked at Yue Sheng with burning eyes, but I didn't understand a single word of what he said all morning.

It's certainly not because I'm stupid.

I am not stupid, and there is no little sun smarter than me.I can be coquettish, cute, and scheming.

I didn't understand because I looked at him when he asked me to read the blackboard, I looked at him when he asked me to read the textbook, and I still looked at him when he asked me to correct the paper.

My eyes are on him.

Since then he has had four pairs of eyes.

Great or my brother Sheng is great.

I found that Yue Sheng had a different charm when he was in class.How to put it, is the sense of responsibility.

It's not that he doesn't have a sense of responsibility, but when he stands in the classroom and faces a group of children, he will be extra tolerant and patient.

I feel sorry for him, because there are only three teachers in this dilapidated elementary school, he, Huang Xiaoye, and a female teacher named Xiaoyu.

He took three classes in a row, Chinese is him, mathematics is also him, and physical education is still him.Standing for so long, I don't know if his old back hurts or not.

get out of class was over, and Yue Sheng assigned homework, but I didn't listen, so I took advantage of my long legs and quickly followed him.

Next to the classroom is the office, which is quite simple. I snatched the cup before he poured the water, "Mr. Yue, you have worked hard, I will come!"

Yue Sheng looked at me, although he didn't stop me, but I felt his gaze was stopping me.

But I was thick-skinned, so I quickly picked up the water, put it by his table, and then spit on the palm of my hand twice—I didn’t really spit, it was just a show—and stretched towards his old waist.

This time he really stopped me, grabbed my two hands, frowned and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Give me a massage." I opened my eyes wide and looked at him bluntly.

I know myself very well, and when I see people that way, it's innocent and lovely.

Who can say no to a big cutie?

Sure enough, his hand loosened, and I took the opportunity to pull it back, smiling and being obedient: "Brother Sheng, you've been standing all morning, isn't your waist uncomfortable? It's okay, I'll rub it for you."

"Brother Sheng, don't let me rub it!" Before Yue Sheng could answer, Huang Xiaoye rushed in, "Student Shanxue, rub it for me, I've been standing all morning too."

I have always been as warm as a spring breeze to my lover and as violent as a storm to a light bulb.

This idiot Huang Xiaoye actually wants me to rub my waist?I became so irritable that I could strangle him with one paw.

"Have a good rest at noon." Yue Sheng flicked a thousand catties in two or two, and interrupted the tension between me and Huang Xiaoye with a single sentence.

Huang Xiaoye laughed at me for being such an adult and going to class with elementary school students, and then slipped away after the mocking, without giving me a chance to fight back.

I was about to chase after him, when Yue Sheng's finger was caught on the back of my collar, "They are fighting in the corridor, you go too?"

"They" refers to the group of children with shofar braids. I don't know where they got the drive to chase them all over the corridor after class.

I thought about Yue Sheng's words and smiled.

I'm special, they can fight, but I can't, my brother Sheng is in charge of me!

A few days later, I regretted my decision to "go to school".

While being a student to Yue Sheng is great and being with him all the time, I don't want to do my homework or play games with the little ones.

Physical education class is my nightmare. If the dwarves want to play eagle and chicken, I have to be their mother chicken. If the dwarves want to jump rubber bands, I have to support them with rope.

I am also a student, am I not worthy to enjoy the fun of being a student?

Unexpectedly, some ignorant villagers pointed at me and said that I was mentally retarded. Because of my low intelligence, although I was in my twenties, I could only know the most basic addition and subtraction, not even multiplication and division, so I was placed in the small class.

If you give me a mobile phone now, I will definitely be able to transform into an old man in the subway.

On Thursday, I couldn't take it anymore.At night, I and the dwarves were lying on the big table to do my homework. Yue Sheng checked them one by one. When it was my turn, I handed in a blank sheet of paper.

Yue Sheng: "..."

Me: "Brother Sheng, let's have a discussion."

The reason why I want to discuss with him is because I heard some villagers came to him yesterday to discuss shopping in the town.

Such a good thing, how can I miss it!

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, so it is very comfortable to play in the yard.

I squeezed out my most sincere expression, "I can carry bags, pedal bikes, stretch fibers, and plow fields. Brother Sheng, just take me with you!"

"Are you a cow?" Yue Sheng smiled rarely, "You can still plow the fields."

He is cool, but when he smiles, the edges and corners soften, and he is very gentle.I like to see him smile at me the most. His smiling eyes are like planting seeds on my heart.

"Take me!" I continued, "I promise not to cause trouble, I am your most loyal brother!"

Yue Sheng didn't agree to me on the spot, but on Saturday morning, before dawn, I got on the pickup truck out of the village.

If it wasn't for the bumpy ride for several hours, I wouldn't have known how difficult it is to get from Bieyue Village to the town.

I didn't wake up at all, so I jumped into Yue Sheng's arms, and he stretched out his hand to protect me so that I wouldn't fall off the seat.

Even so, halfway through the trip, I was convulsed.

The embarrassing thing is that when everyone got out of the car to relieve themselves, I was the only one who got out of the car and vomited.

Huang Xiaoye laughed wildly, saying that I, a city dweller, have never experienced severe beatings in life.

Bah, I'm not a city person, I'm a little bird.

Yue Sheng brought a bottle of water and asked me to rinse my mouth and wash my face.I was afraid that I would smell him, so I hid away after taking it.

But he didn't think I was smelly, so he came over again, saw that I was clean, and peeled off a candy for me.

My bad thoughts welled up again, I opened my mouth and motioned for him to feed me.

He hesitated for a while, but finally complied with me.

In the second half, I got used to the bumps, and I felt much better.

As soon as I feel better, I want to chat, "Brother Sheng, what are we going to buy?"

"It's mainly rice and fertilizer." Baozi said Huang Xiaoye's words before Yue Sheng could speak, "I want to go to a second-hand bookstore, and there are a few others that ask us to bring some fabric back."

After Huang Xiaoye finished speaking, he still didn't forget to wash me off, "You don't have anything to buy, do you? You just sneaked out with Brother Sheng to play."

"Who said I didn't want to buy it?" I was not happy, "I have it!"

I simply wanted to hate Huang Xiaoye, but I didn't expect to attract Yue Sheng's attention. He looked at me sideways and asked, "What do you want to buy?"

I announced loudly: "Buy wool! Knit sweaters!"

Yue Sheng: "..."

I knew he didn't understand, so I whispered in his ear and explained to him: "Aunt Wang next door is knitting sweaters for Lao Wang, and I want to knit for you too! Knit a waist protector, and you can use it to protect Lao Wang!"