life after death

He didn't remember how he hung up the phone, dealt with grandma, and lay down on the bed to sleep after washing.

As soon as he covered the quilt, he suddenly woke up as if someone had flipped a switch.Although he was sober, the words of Xie Boss still lingered in his mind.

"What's going on with you recently, do you know that you passed more than 140 in this monthly exam?!"

More than 140?He didn't even pass the [-]th place!

He couldn't hear the rest of the words clearly, as if Boss Xie told him to go to school tomorrow.Is it eight o'clock or 08:30?Who knows, it doesn't matter.

All he knew was that his mind was in turmoil.His life is like walking on a high bridge. What supports him to stand and move forward are thousands of silk threads under his feet, but at that moment, the building made up of silk threads collapses and separates, and there is only one thread hanging on his scalp. His scalp hurts and his head is abnormally awake.

That spider thread told him clearly: no mistakes are allowed.

For him, the college entrance examination is the only ladder to the upper level.

Chen Yilin was sweating and decided to get up to wash his face. When he turned on the light, he suddenly noticed the light in the bedroom.I don't know what kind of taste the original owner had, but he insisted on installing an oblate lamp in the dilapidated house, and the lampshade was full of colorful flowers.Perhaps his original intention was to improve people's life mood and lay a foundation of arty elegance, but unfortunately Chen Yilin looked at it for a while, and using his full imagination, he could only see a smiling face, from the corner of the mouth to the corner of the eye.

He stared at the lampshade for a while, and suddenly laughed softly.

He thought to himself: "How stupid I am. If a person who is reluctant to commit suicide wants to give up his life, he should just kill himself."

The feeling that he was reluctant to give up, let Su Junping give up.

He decided to snatch Luo Qingyu away, and completely broke up with Su Junping.

After he figured it out, he felt that his heart, which had been in a frenzy, was suddenly as calm as the surface of frozen water, and he went back to bed without washing his face.

A good night's sleep, no dreams.

He went to school early the next morning. Boss Xie scolded him with a tangled expression. He seemed very angry, but when he thought of the situation of Chen Yilin's family, he didn't dare to speak harshly. Instead, he became a pair of stern words. The expression of whether to smile or not to be angry is more terrifying than pure anger.

Chen Yilin listened to his ramblings with low eyebrows, but out of the corner of his eyes, he glanced around the table, caught sight of Su Junping's grades, and circled heavily with a red pen on the registration book: 57. He raised his lips and said silently. Laughed a bit.

Boss Xie felt that he had finished giving the stick and wanted to give red dates, so he pulled him to sit down, persuaded him with kind words, and when it came to the emotional part, he wanted to blow his nose with a napkin to show his true feelings.After he finished speaking, he couldn't help saying that he gave Chen Yilin a box of cookies and asked him to go back to eat. After Chen Yilin thanked him repeatedly, he was about to open the door and leave. Boss Xie suddenly said: "You are not in love, are you?"

Chen Yilin paused for a moment when he heard the temptation, then turned his head and smiled brightly: "It used to be, but now it doesn't."

Boss Xie's complexion twitched for a few seconds, and finally he waved his hand complicatedly and said, "Just as long as you know what's in your mind."

Chen Yilin closed the door carefully, and happily left with the biscuit in his arms.He loves this brand of chocolate chip cookies, but has been reluctant to buy them.

After taking the biscuits home, he made up an excuse to help the teacher, then packed a few pastries and sent them to Su Junping's home.

He and Su Junping often visited each other. Yang Hong was very happy to see him here, and said, "See you! What gifts do you bring for fun?" He took out many snacks and snacks to treat him, and Su Junping mysteriously combined him with the snacks. dragged back to the room.Before the holiday, they agreed that Chen Yilin would bring it over after finishing his homework, but unexpectedly, his movements were extraordinary.

Su Junping collapsed into a mess on the bed, watching Chen Yilin flipping through his schoolbag.

"You are too fast, today is only the second day of National Day."

"Actually, there is one more thing, but it is language."

Su Junping doesn't like to copy Chinese homework. He usually chooses to skip it directly. After all, there are too few choices and too many words.After hearing this, she nodded, reluctantly left the soft mattress, and sat down on the chair.

He was copying mathematics, looking at the questions while copying, and it was difficult to glance at Chen Yilin's answering process. Chen Yilin clearly wrote the main points on the paper.

His method of copying homework was inefficient, afraid that Chen Yilin would be bored, so he spread a pile of food on the table, and threw the tablet to him, letting him play casually.

Chen Yilin played a small game absent-mindedly for a while, and then started talking to Su Junping.Su Junping told a few jokes about Wang Wenjie when he was in junior high school, everyone laughed for a while, and Chen Yilin asked about his last love letter.

Su Junping paused the pen tip, frowned as if he was a little unhappy, but he still said honestly: "In my drawer, I wrote most of it, but I don't think it's well written."

Chen Yilin walked to the desk, and played with a strand of his hair around his fingers. The hair was soft and smooth, like a kitten's tail.Su Junping groaned twice after being stroked comfortably, and simply dropped his pen, and looked up at the pleasing young man.Chen Yilin's face was pale, and under the sun, the only shadow was the shadow of the eyelashes. He grabbed a bag of French fries and came to eat, thinking: "You can eat with beauty, you can eat with beauty."

Su Junping handed out a piece of French fries, Chen Yilin reached out to take it, he snorted and insisted on feeding him.

Chen Yilin couldn't help it, so he had to bend down, grab the fries in his mouth and take two quick steps back.At that moment, he heard his heart twitch clearly, like a clock that had been broken for many years and fell to ashes, suddenly started to operate, it was a kind of ecstasy that was almost boiling.

He stretched the distance and took a dozen back and forth breaths before gathering the strength to speak.

Su Junping gnawed on the french fries, pouted in displeasure, Chen Yilin looked at him for a while, and didn't open his mouth until he ate up the whole bag of french fries.

He said hoarsely, "If you don't mind, let me see that letter."

Su Junping said: "Okay. Your writing is so good, why don't you write it for me."

Chen Yilin's fingers were trembling when he took the letter, he bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, the pain brought back his reason.There was a second in his heart that he almost wanted to tell the whole pain and desire in his heart, but his mouth had already moved against his will.

Chen Yilin actually smiled a little when he heard his own voice, and said relaxedly: "There is no love letter written on behalf of you, there is no sincerity. But as a military adviser, I can help you out with ideas."

He asked for pen and paper, and it took him a while to write the love letter, which, like his first, ended with a love poem.However, there was no poem on the paper he showed Su Junping.

Su Junping probably got tired of copying the big math problem, so he glanced at it hastily and said yes twice, then lowered his head to fight wits and courage with the teacher who gave the problem.Chen Yilin pushed the paper with the sound of his crazy heartbeat: "Then copy it again."

Su Jun said without raising his head: "It's so troublesome, don't you know my handwriting? Write it for me." After speaking, he was afraid that Chen Yilin would disagree, so he grabbed a lot of white rabbit toffee and stuffed it into him. hand.

Chen Yilin didn't know whether to cry or laugh, things went smoothly beyond his expectation, Su Junping trusted him too much.

He was going to betray someone who trusted him so much.

Chen Yilin copied the letter in his handwriting, added the love poem, put it in an envelope, and sealed it.The love poem is a guessing poem, and the answer is the place and time. He doesn't think Su Junping's cultural accomplishment can be seen at a glance, but just in case, he still didn't show it to him.

Seeing that he finished writing the love letter, Su Junping was very excited and decided to have Chen Yilin for lunch.Chen Yilin couldn't resist but agreed.

The food is delicious, the people are nice, and the scenery from the house is also very beautiful. Chen Yilin thought, this is probably the last time he stepped into this warm home.

The holiday was over in the blink of an eye, and Su Junping gave the love letter with great interest as soon as he came up.Hearing that Chen Yilin was the ghostwriter for the whole process, Wang Wenjie sat in the back with weird eyes for a moment.

He thought to himself: "What's the matter with these two people? Even if you wear a pair of trousers, you don't interfere with the emotional matters. And the girl I'm chasing is so perfunctory, if you don't know it, you think it's someone else's wife."

He looked at Su Junping talking to Chen Yilin with a smile, his eyes crooked and his teeth gleaming. He looked like a pet dog without dignity, the kind that could spread its belly out of its own accord after its hair was smoothed out.

He struggled in his heart for a while, and finally heaved a heavy sigh, expressing that no one cares about that crap, anyway, he doesn't care.

The first two periods were Chinese lessons, and everyone slept so refreshedly.The following "Resident Evil" is not so terrible - no wonder.

Boss Xie was very angry. The overall situation of Class [-] was not right this time. In the parallel class, he got the second-to-last test, which was only [-] points away from the last-to-last one.The penultimate one is sometimes copied by the ordinary class, and there is nothing to be proud of being higher than it.

Mathematics is the big one, and Class [-]'s maths is at the bottom. Boss Xie's face is dull, and he kills those who did poorly in maths. He wants them to jump down and start a new life. It's better to calculate a parabola when jumping off the building.

Su Junping's grades are circled in red pen, and the scolding is not counted. After class, he caught them one by one in the office to have a long talk.

Wang Wenjie was only one point higher than the passing score, which can be described as a danger within danger. He thought to himself that the blue carp circulating in the space was really effective, and the next exam will be transferred to the "Must Pass Every Exam" Daquan, so there is no need to worry about the college entrance examination.He was whistling happily, saw a nice little cardboard box in Chen Yilin's desk with his sharp eyes, and hissed loudly: "Squad leader, what is this, so beautiful."

Chen Yilin turned around, put his index finger to his lips, and said with a smile: "Secret." Then he pushed the box into the belly of the table.

It was a box for Luo Qingyu, and inside it was a paper rose that he had just learned.Use all kinds of paper, cellophane, and greeting card paper to fold colorful roses.Each rose has a short story when it is taken apart, marked with different serial numbers, and a complete story can be spelled out in order.Love reasoning story.

During the National Day, Chen Yilin saw someone selling old magazines, so he bought a random one, picked a random article, chopped it and wrapped it in a small square paper, folded out a bowl of fragrant chicken soup wontons, sprinkled with fresh Green onion.

Which of those silly girls who pretentiously pursue romance will not be touched after reading it?

The time hidden in the poem is one o'clock in the noon, the school corridor.One o'clock is when everyone is sleeping soundly, and they don't come out to wander around; what's more, the corridor is remote, and many students may not have been there in three years of high school.

At [-]:[-], the class fell asleep, Su Junping's mouth was half open, and the saliva dripped down to his knees.Chen Yilin stretched out his hand and rubbed his dark blue eyes with his fingertips, feeling extremely distressed.

Those eyes are affectionate and gentle, as if there is a cloud in the pupil, gently holding the person in the palm of his hand.

But no one saw it, not even Chen Yilin himself. The only person who had a chance to see it was the security guard in the monitoring room, who slept more soundly than Su Junping.

Chen Yilin rubbed Su Junping's displeasure before he suddenly withdrew his hand, curled up his fingertips, and held on to the warmth of his fingers.He looked at Su Junping greedily for a while, then leaned over and whispered in his ear, "I'm going."

No matter how much he denied it, there was always a corner in his heart that he hoped that Su Junping would jump out and stop him, even if he beat him severely.It's a pity that Su Junping and Zhou Gong were in the middle of the battle, and had no time to care about the thoughts of the people around him. Chen Yilin closed the door and walked slowly in the empty corridor.

When he walked downstairs, he felt a gaze. He walked very calmly, revealing the beautiful paper box in his hand without any trace.Put it on the corridor, and when Chen Yilin came back, that gaze had disappeared.

He smiled and carefully opened the door of the class.

His purpose has been achieved.

The small thoughts in the paper box are just extra questions, the most important thing is to let Luo Qingyu see his figure clearly, let her understand that those talented and witty love letters were not written by Su Junping, but by another person who loves her deeply.

Don't underestimate the girl's ability to gossip, as long as she asks a little when she goes back, there will be a gossip guy who will tell him about writing love letters for Su Junping, and will also carry a lot of information about "Chen Yilin": schoolmaster, gentle, talented , looks handsome.

It can be seen when she doesn't accept presents that Luo Qingyu doesn't think highly of the real thing, on the contrary, she likes some mysterious art, Chen Yilin drew the curtains tightly to prevent the sun from shining on Su Junping's face, he smiled For the sake of thinking, that kind of woman should go and fall in love with the uncle with sunglasses who is married to the temple for 50 yuan before the temple.

Just like some girls can't walk when they see sweets, Luo Qingyu's weakness is vanity.

Because of her vanity, she will not be interested in luxury material, but in the pursuit of noble art.There is nothing wrong with art, but in her hands, it is just a tool for her to cover up her own heart and pack a glossy shell.

Chen Yilin thought of seeing her in the vegetable market, standing on the side of the road facing the rascals, there was not even a trace of disgust on her face—maybe he was mad with jealousy, he saw a little bit of extreme anger on her face. Subtle suppressed smile.

Letting two opposite sexes fight for her greatly satisfied her vanity, but it was not enough. To break this flower of Gaoling completely, there must be something more powerful.

— That is the English speech.