Difficult to heal

Class four classrooms were buzzing, and the noise and chaos became a mess.

Those who moved the table dragged the stools, and there were papers and garbage scattered all over the floor, which was as messy as a vegetable market.

Pan Mian hugged Xiu Qinjiang's table and refused to let go, howling worse than Dou E: "Jiang Jiang——! You just came back for a day, and I sat with you for less than half an hour! How could Lao Hong be like this? unreasonable!"

"It's thanks to Lao Hong that he can change the seat on Monday morning." Feng Changyu was a little worried that it would be inconvenient to copy homework in the future.

Xiu Qinjiang pulled the desk, but didn't move it, and said with a headache: "Why don't you make an application and change to my side?"

Pan Mian pouted, aggrieved: "Who is next to you?"

Tang Xingchen stepped forward to grab him, fished him into his arms, and pointed to the projector on the blackboard: "Silly boy, open your single eyelid and see clearly who is sitting next to him."

A seating chart was projected on the curtain, with Xiu Qinjiang in the third row in the middle, He Xijie on the left, and the two big characters Lu Shu on the right, which looked a bit like a reminder.

Pan Mian shuddered all over, recalling the painful experience of the past two months in his mind irresistibly, sobered up instantly, and let go of his hand neatly.

He expressed regret: "Jiang Jiang, we are not suitable, we will think about it in the next life."

Xiu Qinjiang smiled and patted the back of his head: "If you have any questions, you can come to me anytime, except for English."

"It's fine to ask questions." Pan Mian said coyly, "Just bring me a copy of the homework."

Feng Changyu immediately raised his hand: "Count me in as well."

"What homework?" Lu Shu came in through the back door, and handed the water bought from the canteen to Su Qinjiang.

They came out in such a hurry this morning that both of them forgot to take their water glasses.

As for why it's too hasty.

Last night, he finished his English for Xiu Qinjiang, and played a few games together. After playing the games, the two of them watched a movie together, which caused him to go to bed too late, and naturally got up late.

"I asked Jiang Jiang to reserve a VIP seat for me to avoid queuing up." Pan Mian smiled guilty.

Lu Shu mocked: "You have a good plan."

Xiu Qinjiang unscrewed the bottle cap and took a sip of water, then pushed the two desks to the third row in the middle, next to each other.

He Xijie who was arranging books next to him greeted, "Hello, new deskmate."

Xiu Qinjiang smiled slightly as a response.

"You took two months off. Is it because of something at home?" He Xijie asked with concern as he performed his duties as monitor.

"Going out for a long trip," Xiu Qinjiang briefly said, "It's nothing."

"Oh, okay." He Xijie nodded, and said strangely, "It feels like...you have changed a little? It's not the same as before."

Xiu Qinjiang took out the books from the table and tidied them up, with a calm expression: "It's okay."

He Xijie said: "Very good. I heard that you won the third place in the province. Congratulations."

"Thank you."

After chatting a few words in a lukewarm manner, someone next to him dragged a desk past, and Xiu Qinjiang turned sideways to avoid it.

When I looked up, I found that it was Zhang Chichi.

The four eyes met, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.

"...Long time no see." Zhang Chichi felt a little uncomfortable.

"It hasn't been long." Xiu Qinjiang calmly caught the pen that almost rolled down for her, and put it on the table, "Go over."

Zhang Chichi took his movements into his eyes, hesitated for a while, opened the pencil case, and took out a pen from it: "This is for you, last time... I wanted to return it to you, but you were not here. "

It was the pen around the character in the game. Xiu Qinjiang took it and said calmly, "Thank you."

Zhang Chichi shook his head to signal that he didn't need it. Just when he had nothing to say, a classmate behind urged him: "Zhang Chichi, why are you stopping here? Hurry up and don't get in the way."

In front is the podium, and she is seated on the far left near the window, so she has to carry the whole desk over.

Zhang Chichi leaned over and tried to hug him, but the table remained motionless.

Xiu Qinjiang's figure moved slightly, as if he was considering whether to help, Zhang Chichi immediately said, "No, I can do it myself, don't help me."

Xiu Qinjiang nodded to show her understanding, and took two steps back to give her more space.

The classmate at the back couldn't stand it any longer, so he rolled up his sleeves: "Come on, I'll be with you, why are you so hypocritical, call someone for help if you can't move, you don't have to, isn't this a waste of time .”

Zhang Chichi's mind was picked out, and he looked embarrassed. From the corner of his eye, he sneaked a glance at Xuan Qinjiang. The latter was cleaning up the books on the two desks, and he didn't pay attention to it at all.

While she was grateful, she felt a little disappointed at the same time. She looked away and moved the table away with her classmates.

After changing seats, there will probably be no more contact, which is fine.

Lu Shu, who was stopped by Tang Xingchen and chattered for a long time, kept his attention on the third row, and when Zhang Chichi stepped up and down, he cast his gaze over frequently.

Tang Xingchen's face was full of speechlessness: "I'll tell you a few words, and you just perfunctory me like this? Will your brother not get lost there?"

Lu Shu didn't look back: "Well, what are you throwing?"

"......"

Tang Xingchen pushed him impatiently: "Go, go, hang up on his belt."

Lu Shu smiled knowingly: "Thank you."

And then really gone.

"..."

Tang Xingchen had goosebumps all over his body from that sudden smile. He always felt that he hadn't seen this person for a few days, and his mind was not normal.

Lu Shu picked up the pen that Xiu Qinjiang had put aside casually, turned it around, and asked knowingly, "She gave it to you?"

"Yeah." Xu Qinjiang wiped the table of the two of them clean with paper.

"What did you say?"

"Don't say anything, just return the pen."

"Aren't you going to help her move the seat?" Lu Shu said calmly.

Chu Qinjiang glanced at it: "You still ask when you see it?"

"I've asked, do you have an opinion?" Lu Shu met his eyes directly, rather confused.

Xiu Qinjiang smiled: "Why do I feel that you seem to be angry?"

"Thinking too much." Throwing the pen into his arms, Lu Shu sat down and took out his phone to play.

Xiu Qinjiang also sat down, moved his upper body over, and flipped through his books one by one.

Lu Shu squinted his eyebrows, his expression was a bit smelly: "What are you doing?"

"See if you have enough books."

"It's not worth it." Lu Shu pulled the book back, and said in an unstoppable tone, "Read it for others."

Xiu Qinjiang paused, then turned to stare at him: "Are you really angry?"

Lu Shu didn't say a word, and buried himself in his phone.

I am secretly annoyed in my heart, isn't it a bit exaggerated?

They are all classmates, just helping to move a seat, and not really helping.

And Xiu Qinjiang probably didn't understand what he was thinking.

"Yan," Chu Qinjiang leaned on the seat, leaning his face against his arms, facing him, "Maybe my Chinese is not good, but are you...jealous?"

Lu Shu stared at the screen without moving his eyes, his heartbeat speeded up suddenly, and he said casually, "So what if it is, so what if it's not?"

"It's not that good," Xiu Qinjiang touched his earlobe, full of interest, "it's very interesting."

"Get off."

Lu shoved his hand away, touched the back of his ear, and pressed the hot spot.

"I didn't help her, I wanted to call you, but she refused." Chu Qinjiang chuckled twice, and packed the books for him, "I don't plan to have any results, so I need to draw a clear line and leave no room for it. I understand this .”

Lu Shu finally put down his phone and asked, "To everyone?"

"To everyone."

Lu Shu slowly hooked his lips, and the tip of his tongue touched the palate.

You said it yourself.

—

The opening ceremony of the No. [-] Middle School still continued the fine tradition that has remained unchanged for thousands of years. From the inside to the outside, from top to bottom, a set of bold and red capital letters was boring and boring, and even the crooked neck tree by the wall seemed to be boring. lethargy.

When the students saw the headmaster's face, they wanted to doze off in revenge. It would be fine if they could fall asleep, but Yining in September was as hot as crazy, even worse than the scorching heat in July and August.

The school uniform is still not breathable, which makes things worse.

Thousands of people in the whole school stood under the sun, sweating profusely while listening to the lengthy and hypnotic speech, which added glory to the top ten most hated figures of the year.

Lu Shu's cheeks and forehead were covered with sweat, even his eyelashes were covered with water, the sun's rays refracted brightly, and his eyes were blushing.

Xiu Qinjiang took out a wet tissue and pressed it on his forehead, wanting to laugh: "Which pot did you crawl out of?"

Lu Shu shook off the water from his eyelashes and hair. He was very afraid of heat. In summer, he just wanted to die in the refrigerator. Whoever dares to come here is in a hurry.

Forced to stand under the scorching sun at this moment, his temper exploded geometrically: "Who is going to tear up his speech, how long will it take to read it?"

"If you tear it up, there will be another one," Chu Qinjiang fanned him and suggested, "It's better to blow up the school."

Tang Xingchen, who came to attend the opening ceremony on a whim, was almost sunburned, and his whole body was collapsing: "Fuck him, can the school leaders let go of my fragile skin..."

Pan Mian rolled his eyes in pain: "Please, let me go back to write physics problems. I am willing to write a hundred questions and memorize an English text in exchange for two more years of my life."

"Can't you recite two articles?" Feng Changyu felt that he could sweat five catties, "I want to go back too."

Pan Mian moved back: "Good Jiang Jiang, fan me too."

"I advise you to stay three meters away from here." Lu Shu threatened.

Pan Mian shrank back, intending to seek refuge with Tang Xingchen.

Tang Xingchen narrowed his eyes: "I'll kill whoever comes over."

Pan Mian had no choice but to settle for the next best thing, and his target turned to Feng Changyu.

Feng Changyu's face was sunburned black and red: "Mianzi, I may kill my relatives righteously today, I hope you will take care of yourself."

Pan Mian gritted his teeth: "Go to your uncle..."

Lao Hong walked slowly to the back row of the line, wiped the sweat from his brow, and said, "Students, hold on for a while, and I'll treat you to soda later."

"Old Hong, I have a skin disease from the sun." Tang Xingchen raised his hand, "I request to drink two cans."

He Xijie also raised his hand: "Old Hong, I am allergic to ultraviolet rays, and I also apply for two bottles."

Xiu Qinjiang blocked the sun and said solemnly: "Teacher, a can of soda and a bottle of milk tea, this combination is more nutritious for me."

Murong Tian said weakly: "Teacher, I am anemic..."

Pan Mian saw the wind and said: "Old Hong, I have a heart attack!"

"Hey, hey, there's me," Feng Changyu said, "I have coronary atherosclerosis."

Pan Mian: "...Did you just search on Baidu?"

Feng Changyu: "You are the only one with a mouth?"

More and more people raised their hands, blatantly claiming that they were sick, and eventually even developed epilepsy.

Old Hong couldn't laugh or cry: "Okay, okay, don't curse yourself like that, two bottles per person, okay, keep your voice down, be quiet."

For the sake of two bottles of drinks, everyone insisted on finishing this damn opening ceremony.

He Xijie took the meal card given by Lao Hong, and led a few boys to the canteen to buy soda and milk tea.

One hundred bottles, full of three bags, were brought to the class, everyone cheered and shouted that Lao Hong was super invincible and handsome.

Old Hong was very happy.

After the drinks were divided, everyone present seemed to have never seen a drink before, and they drank very embarrassingly.

Xiu Qinjiang inserted a straw into the grape flavor Nindali, and delivered it to the half-dead Lu Shu: "Da Lang, I've taken the medicine."

Lu Shu laughed and scolded: "Get out."

He opened his mouth and bit the straw, took a big sip, and the ice-cold soda entered his throat, instantly dispelling most of the heat.

After opening Assam for Xu Qinjiang, Lu Shu said leisurely, "Your nutritional mix."

Xiu Qinjiang took a sip, the iced milk tea was a bit more refreshing than the hot milk tea, and it was refreshing from the throat to the lower abdomen in one sip.

He touched the passing Mirinda with the body of the bottle, and said with a smile, "Happy school starts."

The other party touches the mouth of his bottle back with a straw.

Carefully thinking about it, he lightly touched the part he had drunk, and a smile gradually appeared in Lu Shu's eyes.

"cheers."

The slow and noisy rotation of the overhead fan provides almost negligible cooling.

Every summer is very long, the hot tide is lingering, and the corners are full of the smell of sweat.

Lu Shu doesn't like hot and humid summer, but in this summer, he has someone he likes.

People he likes say to him, happy school starts.

So there are love houses and birds in the world.

In summer, there is the Huqin River, and the hot flashes of the scorching sun turn into carbon dioxide in the soda, which makes people yearn for and addicted to.