Wanderer

The dark clouds heralded heavy rain for most of the day, and it finally poured down after eight o'clock in the evening.

Bai Yunqi was helping Liu Xinyu with the math homework for the cram school. While the teacher was away, the latter lay down next to Bai Yunqi's table and played cards. I don’t know how many of you buddies are scared by your grades this time, more than 70, the highest in my life is more than 700.”

"More zeros than me, that's good." Bai Yunqi took the eraser and erased the extra auxiliary lines, "Is your cram school a scam?"

"Yes, yes, you think so too." Liu Xinyu nodded in agreement, "I don't know any of the fucking questions, so I just know to buy the exercise book."

Bai Yunqi: "..." He just wanted to say that this question is too basic, and it would be better to go to cram school and read all the textbooks.

"Really?" Liu Xinyu wanted to confirm that he had found a colleague.

"Yes." Bai Yunqi looked as usual, and took out a lollipop from the drawer, "Come, treat you to a candy."

The pink wrapping paper startled Liu Xinyu, "You are..."

"Fang Hui gave it to me." Bai Yunqi recalled the experience of fighting wits and courage with Fang Hui in the office in the afternoon, and his heart lingered. "I still have lychee flavor here."

"Thank you." Liu Xinyu glanced at the figure in the corridor, moved the chair back to his place with a lollipop in his mouth.

Said Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived, the person who walked in was Fang Hui.No. [-] Middle School stipulates that teachers are prohibited from lecturing during the evening self-study time, and students are allowed to study and review independently. Teachers of each subject take turns to solve students' questions.Probably it was Fang Hui's turn to be on duty today, and she still had a stack of lesson plans in her hand. After entering the class, she sat directly behind the podium, waiting for someone to come with a workbook to ask questions.

After solving the problems of a group of students, Fang Hui walked over to Bai Yunqi, who was desperately stuffing herself into the desk bucket, on her small high heels, and said softly, "Where are you doing your homework?"

Bai Yunqi pretended to be dead and failed, and said perfunctorily, "Well, I'm writing about chemistry."

"You can't relax the three disciplines." Fang Hui said unhurriedly, "Have you thought through what I told you this afternoon?" She didn't wait for Bai Yunqi to answer, "I guess you are a middle-aged man. The boy with the second disease will not think clearly, but time waits for no one, and talent cannot stand the practice."

As she said that, she put a stack of papers on Bai Yunqi's desk, "How about this, I will give you a paper every three days, if you can guarantee that you can get a score of 80 or more on each paper, you just don't need to take my class in the future." Influence others, do whatever you like."

Worried about not having enough chips, the goddess added another sentence: "You don't need to write homework and homework in class."

Don't take advantage of the bastard, if Bai Yunqi doesn't agree to this condition, he will really become a grandson.

According to gossip, Fang Hui was once a top scorer in the college entrance examination and a prodigy in physics. At the age of 21, when she graduated from a master's degree and was preparing to pursue a doctorate, her parents firmly opposed her. Later, because of family reasons and gender discrimination, she was unable to make a difference in the academic field, which made her regret all her life. .Now that he has just turned [-], he is considered an experienced teacher. One of his hobbies is to discover students with physical talents in all grades as key targets for training. There are a lot of talents in his school, barely to the point where "the world is full of peaches and plums", quite like Antonio Salieri .

The test paper given by the goddess is indeed not understandable by ordinary people, and even the questions are all in English.Bai Yunqi first looked it up in the dictionary and translated the topic with a half-knowledge, and then did a whole section of evening self-study until after school, and only finished one and a half.

The rain was noisy outside the window, and he didn't intend to let people out at all. He folded the papers and put them in the physics book, and put the physics book between the two books in the schoolbag, and then ran outside with the bag and followed the flow of people.

A group of sixteen to seventy-eight children were full of firepower. They wrapped their schoolbags and coats on their heads and rushed into the rain curtain screaming. The security personnel who came drove away like sheep.At this moment, those who have umbrellas have become uncles. Bai Yunqi saw five or six girls crowded together with an umbrella from a distance, and each of them only left a shoulder that was not exposed to the rain. For a while, he couldn't understand this great friendship. Just as he was about to rush into the rain with the others, suddenly the schoolbag strap and the person were grabbed and dragged back.

Wen Hai leaned against the pillars in the corridor on the first floor, put one hand in the pocket of the thin windbreaker, and pulled Bai Yunqi's schoolbag belt with the other, and said with a smile: "Don't move."

The two walked towards the school gate side by side, the umbrellas they held were not big, so they stuck very close.The faint masculine fragrance on Wen Hai's body was wrapped in moisture, slowly occupying Bai Yunqi's nasal cavity.

That smell is not fragrant, even a bit bitter. Bai Yunqi wanted to smell it carefully, but when he deliberately inhaled, he couldn't smell anything, leaving only a little sandalwood aftertaste. Now it is wet with rain, as if It is an old monk who listened to the rain until dawn in the monk's hut.

Wen Hai took Bai Yunqi to the door of the passenger seat with an umbrella, turned around and walked towards the driver's seat. Taking advantage of the few seconds, Bai Yunqi recalled the time when Wen Hai rushed to help him open the door. The feeling of the spear calluses on his body rubbing against the back of his hand.

The car door closed with a muffled sound, and Bai Yunqi finally realized what he was doing, clenched his fists anxiously, and turned his head to look out the window.

The heavy rain was pouring, the car seemed to be a solitary boat in the ocean, and the two of them were the last survivors.Bai Yunqi looked at Wen Hai from the reflection in the car window, the man was wearing casual clothes today, a dark blue shirt under a smoky gray windbreaker, and slim dark jeans made his legs particularly slender and well-proportioned.Police officer Wen, who claims to be able to walk through Yang with a hundred steps, is actually mildly myopic. He wears glasses when driving for safety reasons, and whenever he wears glasses, his brows and eyes are particularly soft, with a kind of intimacy of "laughing before speaking".

In fact, Bai Yunqi knows very well that Wen Hai never "laughs before saying anything". Three quarters of his facial expressions are perfunctory and perfunctory. Over time, it has become a habit, like a paper-made person layer by layer. I draw masks on my face layer by layer, and I can't remember what I originally looked like after drawing too much.At this time, Wen Hai was watching the road conditions intently, his brows were slightly frowned, and the popular "abstinence" temperament was fully interpreted by him. If this was an idol drama, it would only need a cute and petite girlfriend sitting in the co-pilot to commit a crime. anthomaniac.

But now it was me who was sitting in the passenger seat.

"Why doesn't he find a boyfriend?" Bai Yunqi thought to himself, the scene a few days ago was lingering in front of his eyes, but all the questions were crowded in his heart, "It's because of Bai Tong'an Does he like him?"

Outside the window, there was a lot of wind and rain, and the ground was cold, accompanied by the sound of pattering rain, Bo Yuntu saw a trace of illusory loneliness from the reflection.

After returning home, Wen Hai uncharacteristically didn't go into the bedroom. He coughed lightly first, and after Bai Yunqi had changed his shoes, he said, "Then what..."

Bai Yunqi was thinking about a solution to a physics problem in his mind, but he didn't notice Wen Hai's abnormal behavior today, so he subconsciously asked nervously, "What's wrong?"

Wen Hai was fine at first, but seeing Bai Yunqi's big reaction, he also became nervous, "Did you commit a crime today?"

Bai Yunqi shook his head unquestionably, making himself look like a heroic sacrifice.

"Oh, then why are you so nervous?" Wen Hai deliberately teased him, "I thought you were putting water in your grades again."

Bai Yunqi immediately stood at attention from his bones and muscles to his pores and hairs.

"The test was very good." Wen Hai praised calmly, "If you can lose some water, you will have meat to eat on the weekend."

Bai Yunqi said pitifully: "Then there is no such thing this time?"

"No." Wen Hai showed a row of murderous white teeth, "Only lettuce."

"..."

Wen Hai went back to the bedroom, leaving Bai Yunqi in a daze in the living room. He belatedly realized that this was a face-to-face compliment from the level of "parents" and "elders"—even though Wen Hai was older than him how old.

Bai Yunqi never enjoyed this kind of treatment since he was a child.In junior high and high school, he was mediocre with mediocre grades.In the two years when he was young and ignorant, he was still quite sharp-edged in elementary school. He won the first place in several subjects. He even won three consecutive semesters in hard-tipped pen calligraphy and labor skills. First, so now his handwriting is still dignified and thin block letters learned from his calligraphy teacher, and he can occasionally sew and mend his own clothes, and even knit the simplest style of scarf.But he never got any praise from teachers or other parents, the reason is very simple - his family has a bad reputation.

At that time, most of the teachers also lived in that neighborhood. Before elementary school education was valued by the state, elementary school teachers were a rather easy and lucrative job. Collect parents "meaning".When Bai Yunqi's mother forgot that she had a son, Bai Yunqi even had to delay tuition fees for a week or two and wait for his grandma to pick up some urgent jobs to get the money together, let alone "meaning", which is meaningless. It is poor, so poor that the teacher doesn't care about him at all, what's the use of good grades, anyway, he got the first place in the [-] exams, and the teacher's salary doesn't add a penny.

Not to mention his grandma, she never paid any attention to him except to ensure that Bai Yunqi would not die on the street, Bai Yunqi had almost forgotten her voice.

He grew up in a daze, while forging himself to become steel, while ruining himself and degrading himself, he thought about leaving and dying together, but he never felt a grievance.He always felt that this was his fate, and he accepted it calmly.

What is fate?It is willing to accept that you have nothing to do with the world.

But Wen Hai's rambling compliment suddenly broke the balance, the precarious balance collapsed, and his originally barren and mean spiritual world began to fall apart. He looked back at the deserted ruins, the gaps between broken bricks and broken tiles Zhongman felt a silent and huge grievance, as if he never got what he wanted, never grasped what he could hold tightly, had nothing to gain, and nothing to lose.

It seems that after so many years of struggle and unwillingness, all he wants is just a few words.

"I'm so fucking cheap." Bai Yunqi thought to himself, but a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

It's the same thing, but it's easy to be insatiable, and to be grateful for what you want. Humans are really a cheap and interesting species.

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Antonio Salieri was the teacher of Beethoven, Schubert and Liszt.