After transferring to another school, I was at the same table as the school girl who had a crush on

Looking at Shang Yang's dull look, Li Qing's eyes were full of smiles.

The relaxed demeanor blooming from the corners of the brows and the corners of the eyes, like the first melting of spring snow, and the reddish lip line that is wantonly raised, are so beautiful that it makes people take a breath of air.

Shang Yang's throat felt a little dry.

By chance, he moved close to Li Qing's ear and said, "Then, Li Xiaoqing, do you want my help?"

Until the evening, the heat on Shang Yang's face didn't come down.Although he claimed to have rich theoretical experience, this time he took the initiative again, but it was still the first time for a big girl to get on a sedan chair in practice.

When doing homework, he sniffed his hands from time to time, always feeling that his hands smelled.

But Li Xiaoqing didn't go anywhere.

Shang Yang secretly glanced at Li Xiaoqing beside him.

Holding a black water-based pen, he was sitting in front of the desk, staring down at a half-written physics test paper in front of him, with a serious face and frowning.

Except for the burning red at the tips of his ears, anyone who saw him would think that he was thinking hard.

Ke Shangyang noticed that half an hour later, Li Qing was still staring at the same question.

The clock was approaching five o'clock in the afternoon, and Shang Yang guessed that the sentence was almost over, so he coughed twice, "Li Xiaoqing."

Li Qing was startled awake, he caught a glimpse of Shang Yang from the corner of his eye, and his face became hot again: "What's wrong?"

Shang Yang looked at Li Qing jokingly: "Let's see when you finish this chemistry test paper."

Li Qing said seriously: "This question is a bit difficult, I'm looking for a new way to solve it."

Glancing at the big chemistry question that the chemistry teacher called "Send sub-questions", Shang Yang elongated his voice: "Oh——"

Li Qing knocked on the desktop: "Brother Shang, how many English notes have you read?"

Shang Yang's 'oh--' got stuck.

"Li Xiaoqing..." Shang Yanghe lay down on the table like a sticker, and said sadly, "I don't want to read English notes anymore, can we get something else?"

Li Qing said helplessly: "Your English test-taking ability is too poor. Teacher Xiao Fu's notes are quite organized. Remember these test-taking skills, and you should be able to improve your English by about ten points."

"But I don't want those ten points..." Shang Yang complained angrily, "Li Xiaoqing, you are abusing your husband. Believe it or not, I will go to the Women's Federation right now and accuse you of domestic violence!"

Li Qing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and knocked him on the head: "Hurry up and do your homework."

Unlike most college entrance examination candidates who can only write dumb English that can’t be spoken, Shangyang’s English is taught by his father and mother, who have used pure English tape broadcasts since kindergarten to cultivate the language environment, and the province’s first high school employs foreign teachers, who use it once a year I practiced oral English during a long-term vacation abroad.

He speaks fluently and can talk freely with foreigners, but he is lazy and likes to memorize test points and memorize grammar words. The questions are all based on his character and language sense.

The result was just like a foreigner doing the CET-[-] test paper, it was horrible.

Over the years, he has never passed 130 in English.

After analyzing his situation, Li Qing decided to train his grammar and test-taking skills.

So, when he was at home some time ago, he used the excuse that he needed English notes, and Tuo Shangyang helped to copy a lot of teacher Xiaofu's class notes.

Who knew that this guy was too lazy to even read his own notes.

Li Qing had no choice but to be tough.

The two sat face to face.

Seeing that Li Xiaoqing was unmoved, Shang Yang came up with a plan, put his foot up, along Li Qing's calf, stretched it up to the position above his thigh, and said threateningly, "Li Xiaoqing! I don't want to read English anymore."

Li Qing's voice became hoarse: "Brother Shang, don't make trouble!"

Shang Yang joked and pretended to be stupid: "Hey, what happened to me?"

Li Qing suddenly grabbed Shang Yang's foot with his backhand, then quickly stood up and pressed towards Shang Yang.The eyes are fierce, like a young male beast who has just reached the estrus period, facing the shy but hard to conceal desire of his mate.

Shang Yang's eyes faltered: "Li Xiaoqing, you're only half a month away from turning eighteen."

Li Qing: ...

In the end, Li Qing just gnawed at the corner of Shang Yang's lips: "Brother Shang, today we bought raw materials for spicy chicken..."

Shang Yang's eyes lit up, and he immediately sat upright: "Amitabha, little monk, I suddenly discovered the beauty of English, and I am full of enthusiasm for it. Don't stop me, I love it."

Li Qing knocked on the table and glanced at his watch: "Watch it for another 10 minutes, and eat after finishing the unit in your hand."

Shang Yang sucked his saliva: "Okay, okay!"

Li Qing shook his head helplessly, got up and went to the kitchen to cook.

"The subjunctive tense of the future perfect tense..." Shang Yang read the notes, glanced down at Li Qing, and laughed, "Benefactor Li, I don't know if I should say something or not?"

"Ok?"

"Learn about the Great Compassion Mantra? The effect of pure heart and abstinence is great."

"Spicy Chicken..."

"Ahem, the grammatical rules of the subjunctive tense..."

Twenty minutes later, Shang Yang finished reading the English notes, and Li Qing also prepared the meal.

Because there are only two people, the dishes are very simple, except for one dish of spicy chicken, there is only one dish of tomato scrambled eggs.

After eating, Shang Yang took the medicine and did a set of math simulation test papers.

At ten o'clock, Li Qing turned off the headlights on time, ready to go to bed.

Shang Yang fell asleep not long after touching the pillow.

Li Qing leaned against the head of the bed, watching "The Complete Works of Lu Xun" by the lamplight.

In an hour, Li Qing poked his forehead twice, glanced several times, and made sure that the medicine had taken effect. Shang Yang slept well tonight, and he should not have nightmares and fever in the middle of the night, so he put down the book and hugged Shang Yang's quilt , closed his eyes.

Half asleep and half awake, he habitually turned around and touched the side of the bed, and hugged her.

empty.

He shielded his eyes with his arm, adjusted to the dim light of the desk lamp, and glanced to the side.

On the other side of the sofa bed, a corner of the quilt was lifted, and the person who was supposed to be inside went nowhere.

There are many possibilities for normal people to wake up at night, drink water, go to the bathroom, or simply suffer from insomnia, get up to read a book for a while, go for a walk to watch the moon for a while.

But Li Qing suddenly felt a cold and dull sense of ominousness in his heart.

"Shang Yang?"

Before he could yell out a second time, there was a slight sound of water flowing from the bathroom, followed by a suppressed cry.

Li Qing rolled over and got off the bed, walked over lightly, and looked along the slit.

The frosted glass door of the bathroom was not closed tightly, and a small light crack leaked out.

From this angle, Shang Yang could just be seen, he was half kneeling on the ground as if he was exhausted, holding the edge of the toilet with one hand, covering his mouth with the other hand, vomiting silently and suppressedly.

Judging from the clean acid water he spit out, he should have vomited several times and emptied the contents of his stomach, but he still couldn't help but feel nauseated physiologically.

Li Qing thought of something, rushed to the window, grabbed a medicine bottle, and carefully checked the densely packed small print on the instruction manual.

Adverse reactions: nausea, sleepiness, tiredness.

Judging by Shang Yang's actions, he should have expected it a long time ago, or he should be used to the adverse reactions of this drug.

That should be very uncomfortable, Li Qing could clearly see that Shang Yang's shoulders and bloodless lips were still trembling violently even though he tried his best to restrain himself.

But he refused to show weakness from beginning to end, never moaned or cried out a trill.

Suddenly, Shang Yang raised his head, looked at himself in the mirror with sarcasm and extreme self-loathing, and said two words softly: "Trash."

The eyes are fierce and unruly.

At that moment, Li Qing only felt his head was blasted away by the bomb silently, and countless poisonous needles that quenched his heartache and poison were pierced in the softest part of his heart.

His mouth and nose seemed to be blocked by dark water, and his chest was in sharp pain as if he was drowning and suffocating.

From the onset of the disease to the present, Shang Yang has behaved as sunny and open-minded as before.

But, is this the true face of a teenager living in fear and pain?

Li Qing silently tightened his hand holding the door frame, forcing himself to stare at this scene.

The snow-white light in the bathroom is as cold as a laboratory under the reflection of the pure white floor tiles. Shang Yang's back is tense like a bow, and the white T-shirt that is one size bigger will make him look even more lonely.

In just one week, he has become thinner and thinner.

Biting his lips tightly, he didn't let himself make a sound, Li Qing didn't call out to Shang Yang, and he lay back on the bed without making a sound.

I don't know how long it took, but after 10 minutes or more, the bed next to Li Qing suddenly sank, and Shang Yang climbed up again.

Then, he felt a soft kiss on his lips.

A kiss with icy warmth.

It was three o'clock in the morning.People who came out to grill skewers also went home in twos and threes.The city has completely fallen into a deep sleep, except for the sound of the rustling wind, the hum of the engine of the garbage truck in and out of the night, and the hum of the air conditioner, the air is long and quiet.

He heard Shang Yang's voice above his head.

"Li Xiaoqing, I'm sorry."

He paused, his voice suddenly trembling and hoarse, "Also, I really really like you."

The doctor's advice to Shang Yang is to take medicine on time, do regular psychological counseling, build a sense of security with the help of family members, avoid stimulation as much as possible, and get in touch with people appropriately, so as to restore his working and living conditions as much as possible.

So after staying at home for two days, early the next morning, Shang Yang insisted on going back to school.

"Li Xiaoqing, are you going to hide me as the princess and the pea for the rest of your life?" Shang Yang rubbed his chin, "It sounds very tempting, and it's not like I can't satisfy your childlike innocence, but..."

Li Qing was preparing soy milk and noodles for him to nourish his stomach: "Which princess and pea is 1.8 meters?"

"Li Qing, I know you are worried about me." Shang Yang said earnestly, "But I can't stop going to school all the time. I'm just sick, and I can live a normal life."

As if to emphasize, he repeated: "Li Qing, I can do it."

After a long silence, Li Qing said, "Okay."

The classrooms of the third-grade key classes in any school are as crowded and messy as ever.Overwhelming test papers, dense notes on the blackboard, a non-stop wall clock at the back of the classroom, and the daily countdown to the college entrance examination.

Senior high school students are like tireless worker ants who work from dawn to dusk, thrashing about in the ocean of knowledge.

When the two worker ants Li Qing and Shang Yang returned, they received a warm welcome and flood of greetings from the other worker ants.

Cheng Chengcheng brightened his eyes excitedly: "Er Yang, I heard that you fought fiercely with the gangsters for two hours that day with [-]v[-], and it was an honor to lose?"

Shang Yang:? !

Lei Tiantian: "Er Yang, show me, my face looks like a red apple, it looks very healthy, it should be fine."

Shang Yang: "Sister Lei, I'm suing you for sexual harassment."

Suddenly, the back door was pushed open with a bang.

"Er Yang, you know you're back?" Chen Zhengfei ran over, wailing, "I've finished reading all my novels, and I'm just waiting for your new ones!"

A sudden loud noise made Shang Yang tremble as if in stress, his face turned pale.After seeing that it was Chen Zhengfei who came in, he forced a smile, the muscles in his back were still tense.

The squad leader froze in fright: "What's wrong?"

Li Qing held Shang Yang's hand tightly, got up and closed the door, and said calmly: "It's okay, don't come in through the back door next time. It's too noisy."

Shang Yang also forced out a smile, "I am reminding you that going through the back door is not a good habit."

The squad leader blinked: "Oh."

Although it was a bit strange, Li Qing covered it up very quickly.Everyone ignored it and continued joking with Shang Yang.

Shang Yang slowly relaxed, taking advantage of Li Qing's inattention, gave him a wink.

Li Qing smiled.

Soon the school bell rang.Everyone went back to their seats and got ready for class.Shang Yang also took out his English book and yawned.

Li Qing knew it was a drug reaction: "Go to sleep when you're sleepy, and I'll take notes for you."

Shang Yang shook his head: "I'm not too sleepy now, I'll hang on for a while." The first class is English.

Teacher Hu already knew from Zhang Hongtu that Shang Yang had an accident, Zhang Renjie was reprimanded by Li Qing, and Zhang Hongtu was reprimanded by Jia Chengfeng.

Zhang Hongtu avoided the front for the time being, so she was naturally unwilling to stand up to the wind and commit crimes.

Seeing Shang Yang sitting quietly in the last row reading a book, she pretended not to see it.

But getting used to this thing has inertia.

Seeing the dull and distracted class, and the students who were writing homework for other subjects in front of her, Teacher Hu was aroused.

She aimed at a boy in the fourth row who was doing chemistry homework wearing glasses, but she forgot the boy's name for a moment.

The familiar name blurted out.

"Shang Yang, come and answer this question."

Due to the effect of the medicine, Shang Yang was so sleepy that his upper and lower eyelids were lowered, and he almost fell asleep.When his name was called suddenly, Shang Yang subconsciously stood up and yawned long.

Li Qing pressed his shoulders, and put the school uniform on him: "Brother Shang, you just need to fall asleep, I'll come."

Being covered by a school uniform jacket with a familiar taste, a warm sense of security rose from the outside to the inside. Small bubbles popped out of Shang Yang's sleepy head, and he was dazed by Li Qing pressed down and sat down.

"Oh...then Li Xiaoqing, be careful..."

"call……"

Li Qing looked at Teacher Hu, smiling politely but coldly: "Teacher, my deskmate is inconvenient. I'll help him answer this question."

When calling out Shang Yang's name, Teacher Hu wanted to bite his tongue.

But Li Qing's tone of challenging her authority so naturally still made her a little frustrated.

She said bluntly: "No need. I will ask other students to answer this question. Sit down."

Li Qing didn't sit down: "Thank you teacher, but I don't want to sit down."

As early as the day he returned to school from the train station and found Shang Yang in the sports equipment room, he had checked Shang Yang's situation in class.

He knew why Teacher Hu was called Shang Yang.

Teacher Hu panicked for some reason: "Li Qing, I'll let you sit down."

"Teacher Hu, you don't need to worry." Li Qing's pale and transparent complexion looked cold, his eyelids were lifted slightly, and he gave a thin and indifferent smile, and his voice was as aggressive as a knife: "I heard that the teacher likes to ask students questions recently. I I think this is a good habit. It just so happens that I like being asked questions recently, and I can stand up to any questions."

"If you didn't ask my question, don't stand on this podium today."

"What do you say?"

Everyone in the class gasped in unison.

The invisible tense atmosphere was as tense as a bowstring, and the air seemed to be filled with snow-colored sharpness like a sharp blade.

One is a student, one is a teacher, one is standing high on the podium, and the other is standing in the last row. The authority and status did not give Teacher Hu much confidence, but made her eyelids twitch violently.

She woke up with a start.

——Under the skin of a group of geniuses with the best character and learning in front of you is a 14-year-old mother who slays dragons with a knife. She is reborn from the darkness of the bottom and will become a crazy and unruly snow-white soul who cares about people.