Pavlov and the White Moonlight

The mid-term exams will soon follow the monthly exams and the sports meeting. No matter how excited the youngsters are, they still have to study hard to prepare for the exams. After the evening self-study and before the lights in the dormitory are turned off, it becomes a fixed time for Tang Shuhe and me to answer questions.A few days before the midterm exam, he would draw some types of questions for me every day, to test knowledge and so on.

"Is there a three-circle meeting?"

I nodded: "Let me draw it for you, equatorial low pressure..."

He memorized while watching my drawing, and marked some small knowledge points on the picture with a red pen.He just finished writing after I finished painting. He glanced at it and said, "Not bad."

"It must be good." I was a little happy, "I've recited it so many times, so I know it well."

He handed me the teaching aid book as thick as a brick, with his transparent bookmark sandwiched on it: "I found a few types of questions, go back and do it, don't check the answers first, let's take a look together tomorrow, and then I will give it to you." You speak."

I said, "Hey, okay."

He said, "Will it bother you?"

I froze for a moment, then smiled: "If I say I'm annoying, will you ignore me?"

He thought for a while and said, "No."

"Right, don't ignore me," I laughed, "and if you want to be annoyed, you are the one who annoys me. If you are not annoyed, why should I be annoyed?"

Tang Shuhe said, "Okay."

I said, "This midterm exam, I should be in the exam room B of the first exam. If I can advance a few places, the two of us should be in the same exam room next time... Hey wait a minute."

He was listening to me and nodding, and said, "What's wrong?"

I tilted my head and teased him with a longer voice: "Oh, oh, Tang Shuhe, did you drag me to study because you wanted me to take the same exam with you?"

He glanced at me and chuckled.

Me: "...Why do I feel that you are a little contemptuous?"

He shook his head and said, "No. I just... didn't want you to fall into the parallel class."

I gritted my teeth: "I don't seem to have stretched my hips to that extent yet."

"No," he hesitated, and said softly, "If you really go to the parallel class, I think it will be difficult to see you."

I:"……"

Why is he always hitting straight balls lately!

Where did that little stutter go when we first met!

"Have you written the outline of cultural life?" He changed the subject.

"Oh," I came back to my senses, "I wrote it."

He took the outline, glanced at it, and said, "The structure is correct, so just memorize it, but the knowledge points are not detailed enough. Here," he tapped with a pen, "the difference between cultural industry and cultural undertakings is not written."

"...I still have to write this, just one paragraph." I said.

He said: "There will be wrong options in the multiple-choice questions, and the discussion must be rigorous..."

"You wait." I said.

He immediately silenced.The two of us listened for a long time, and found that it was not the sound of the dormitory's ward rounds, but the ordinary footsteps of an ordinary classmate going to the bathroom. We both breathed a sigh of relief, and thought it was funny.

I said: "Okay, the alarm is off. But it seems that the time is almost up, let's go back."

Tang Shuhe nodded.But no one moved for a while.I was happy: "Okay, don't stay here, let's go."

The two of us walked back slowly side by side.It was almost November, and the wind in the corridor was as cold as snow.We both shrank our necks, like two quails walking alone.I stood at the door of the dormitory, watched Tang Shuhe go to the dormitory, and saw him turn his head.

My heart moved, and I blew a melodious whistle to him.

"Who is whistling on the fourth floor!" came the voice of the dormitory aunt downstairs.

"Fuck." I quickly closed the door.

Li Rui and Yu Sihai couldn't stop laughing.I climbed into bed and said, "You guys are not asleep yet."

"Isn't it waiting for you to come back?" Li Rui said happily, "We both saw you standing at the door, and then stopped moving. There was a floating head by the window, and then we started to whistle hooligans."

"Fuck," I couldn't help laughing, "Do you think Auntie can recognize who blew the whistle?"

"I can't keep it straight," Yu Sihai said, "Anyway, the two of us could tell right away that it was you who blew it."

"Fuck," I said, "she's not going to let the boys on the fourth floor stand in a row and whistle one by one!"

"No way," Li Rui said, "That would be too diuretic."

The three of us sat on the bed and had a good time. The dorm manager seemed to be going upstairs, and she said as she went upstairs, "Who was whistling! Who was whistling just now!"

The three of us quickly lay down.The cell phone I placed next to my pillow buzzed. I picked it up and saw it was a text message from Tang Shuhe.

"Good night. Don't whistle any more nights."

I held the phone and laughed for a long time.

I said, "Good night. Next time blow during the day."

In this tense and exciting atmosphere of preparing for the exam, I originally thought that everyone was studying hard without distraction. Who knew that besides me thinking about men and women all day long, there are people who are thinking about men and women. It is really unreasonable.The day before the mid-term exam, when I entered the class, many students suddenly turned their heads to look at me. The whole class was filled with familiar gossip. Or jokes like "Lu Huai, you are awesome".I sat down inexplicably, thinking that probably only Tang Shuhe confessed his love to me while pulling out the weeping willows before I came to have this effect.I asked Tang Shuhe: "...what are you doing?"

Tang Shuhe was also at a loss.Yu Sihai turned around at this time, and said to me with a complicated expression: "You boy, you are really a fucking talent."

I said, "What's the matter?"

He holds the phone in front of me.

When I was in school, the confession wall was not that popular, and most of them used post bars.Yu Sihai clicked on the post bar of No. [-] Middle School, and the title of the latest post reads impressively:

"Lu Huai, Class [-], Grade [-], I like the gold in your eyes."

There is nothing when I click it, only a phone number, which is probably the contact information of this person.

I was silent for a while, and said, "Is this someone in the organ reselling business?"

"... Fuck," Yu Sihai said, "It's a fucking romantic thing, you said it."

I froze for a while, then turned to look at Tang Shuhe.Tang Shuhe had no expression on his face, looking at the screen of the mobile phone, a little lost in thought.I don't know why, but suddenly I was a little nervous.I said, "Listen to my explanation."

Tang Shuhe said, "Yes."

I said: "...haha, haha."

What is there to explain, what does this have to do with me!

Tang Shuhe also smiled with the corners of his mouth pulled, but did not speak.I was a little anxious, thinking that there is nothing to be upset about, and just about to speak, Yu Sihai said: "Oh, fuck me."

I said, "What's wrong."

Yu Sihai was overjoyed, and showed me the refreshed interface.

There is a new reply at the bottom of this post.

"Sister, stop wasting time on him, he's a gay!"

I:"……"

For a while, I didn't know whether it was happiness or worry.

I looked at Tang Shuhe with a complicated expression, only to find that he was smiling so happily.

Me: "...All right."

When I saw him succeeding like that, I also wanted to laugh a little, and my mood improved a lot for no reason.My heart said that's fine, so be it.That whole day Tang Shuhe was very happy, until after school, we both went home with the review materials on our backs, he was in a very light mood, and I followed suit, snoring his hair casually: "What are you laughing at?"

He turned his head with a smile, fiddled with his hair, and said, "Did I laugh?"

"You're only one verse away," I said.

"Oh," he said.

"Oh, what do you mean?" I suddenly remembered what happened this morning, and said, "I'm not jealous, don't be jealous, it has nothing to do with me."

He said, "I'm not jealous."

I was not happy: "You are not jealous, what's the matter with you."

Tang Shuhe: "..."

……never mind.I'm like a retard.

He recalled it seriously, and then said very slowly: "When I first saw it, I was a little uncomfortable, but it was very light. Before I was admitted to the liberal arts class... I have even watched you make a girlfriend. I've made all the preparations, so when I saw that post, I was actually, okay, I didn't feel anything."

I:"……"

He continued to say slowly and in detail: "I was very happy when I saw that reply. I thought I would feel guilty, but... I am still very happy to see that we have become the same person in the eyes of others. , too late to feel guilty."

I:"……"

It seems that Tang Shuhe has become much more open since he opened his mouth that day, and he will often say things that he would never say before, and tell you all his thoughts that were tightly covered before.

Probably because he has nothing to hold back anymore, so he just frankly.

The November wind kept ruffling Tang Shuhe's hair, I looked at his delicate and quiet side face, and suddenly lost my mind.

I said, "Shu Xiaohe, do you know that is Gu Cheng's poem."

Tang Shuhe said, "Huh?"

I said, "'I want the gold in your eyes.' is Gu Cheng's poem."

Tang Shuhe nodded.

I said, "I don't like that poem, though. I like his other one."

I read it to him slowly: "We are already leaving, do you still want to ask?"

"Ahead is the end of the earth. The wind blows your hair and dances like a petrel. Your eyes are deeper than the sea."

"I answered. When I answered, the tide was always far away, drawing monotonous patterns time and time again."

That very gentle mood lasted until the day of the mid-term exam and we walked into the exam room together.I flipped through the test papers when they were handed out, and almost every question had a very familiar expression—it was Tang Shuhe’s expression, frowning, contemplative, nodding or shaking his head, I could almost imagine him doing this question Next to it, I wrote down the general ideas with familiar brushstrokes. I followed those ideas and finished answering the two subjects on the first day. The moment the closing bell rang, I sorted out my stationery and felt that this time it was almost stable. Exam in an examination room, should...

I froze for a moment.

Behind the small piece of glass at the door of the examination room was Tang Shuhe's face. He stood there waiting for me, saw me looking up in astonishment, smiled and waved.

After the invigilator took my papers away, I was the first to rush out, and I said, "Why did you come out so early!"

Tang Shuhe seemed to be infected by my cheerful tone, and said with a smile, "I handed in the paper ahead of time."

I said, "Why are you handing in the papers early!"

He said: "When I was doing the paper, I found that most of the questions were explained to you by me. You must be very happy...I think you will see me at first sight after the exam."

I froze for a moment.Then I clearly heard a rumble in my heart.

All right.Shouldn't I surrender?

I surrender.

I suddenly wanted to hug him, so I spread my arms among the crowd who handed in the papers and walked out of the examination room, hugged him, and wrapped him in my arms.

I could feel him stiffen.I patted him on the back and said in a tone almost sighing: "I answered. Let's be together."

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