Chi Guang

Ye Jing woke up and found that there was no one around the pillow, the empty mattress had already been completely cold, Mu Shihai and the school uniform hanging on the balcony were all gone, and the milk and bread that were placed on the desk last night were still in good condition. Nothing moved on the table.

There are cracks in everything, but not every crack can enter the light.

The slope is already crowded with students carrying schoolbags, the fig leaf banyan tree rustles in the breeze, the tree roots thicker than the mouth of a bowl are dark and mottled, under the shade of the tree is a white figure, with thin ankles exposed in cropped trousers. The thin and fair calf was exposed to the air, so bright and dazzlingly white.

"Morning," Mu Shihai took out the school uniform from his bag, the fabric was extra soft after the morning sun: "Give it back to you."

The faint smell of lavender poured into the tip of his nose, and Xu Chichuan smiled: "Have you washed it?"

"Machine wash."

"Had breakfast?"

"No."

"It's just right," Xu Chichuan shook the sandwich in his hand, "I'll give you half, here it is."

The lettuce was picked out by Mu Shihai and thrown into the trash can. Xu Chichuan was puzzled: "Didn't you eat the lettuce fried in the cafeteria at noon yesterday?"

The bacon was fried just right, and the smell of smoke and meat exploded in his mouth. Mu Shihai wiped his mouth and said, "I don't eat raw lettuce."

"Chi Chuan! Let me have a look at your English homework!" Huang Jing jumped up the steps, flicking her black ponytail, and saw Mu Shihai's eyes suddenly lit up: "Morning, Brother Mu."

"Ah."

"Brother Mu, can you give me a QQ number?" Huang Jing looked at him with a smile, with an indescribable teasing in her eyes: "Help us with what Yiyu wants."

Mu Shihai quickly reported a series of numbers, and Huang Jing walked away contentedly holding the test paper.

"It's not this?" Xu Chichuan was a little confused: "Why is it different from the one given to me?"

The crowd poured into the school gate like a tide, Mu Shihai patted him on the head, and said earnestly: "Because there are two numbers;"

"Fool."

Xu Chichuan was left in the office by Zhong Min to count the test papers during the big class break. "March of Athletes" echoed in the empty corridor, the gravel-strewn playground, the grass was deep to the ankles, two running figures one behind the other, The stands were full of students standing and watching. Tao Yiming was standing by the railing with his waist tucked in, already blowing his beard and staring with anger.

Huang Jing escaped from class exercises and sneaked upstairs, stormed into the office, grabbed Xu Chichuan and ran downstairs: "Hurry up, hurry up, Lao Xie and Mu Shihai are on the bar, Lao Tao punished them to run around the playground Ten laps, and you are not allowed to go back to the classroom if you cannot complete the run.”

"What!" Xu Chichuan stood up abruptly: "What's going on?"

Huang Jing was in a state of distress. Xie Zihuang saw her asking for QQ for Liu Yiyu in the morning. The two had a big fight and became jealous. She ran to trouble Mu Shihai: "He, oh, he's lost his mind! Help me and Mu Shihai!" Hai apologizes, I will persuade that bastard."

After running ten laps, Xie Zihuang couldn't even walk very well, his legs were trembling and trembling, his face was flushed with sweat, and Mu Shihai beside him stood with white lips, gritted his teeth, and stood up straight, without any discernible difference. The leg was shaking too.Tao Yiming snorted coldly: "Aren't you two quite capable? You still have the strength to fight, come on, give me a call."

"It's just a matter of starting school, what about the money?"

He squinted at the two boys who were taller than him, and his tone was full of warning: "Next time, you two don't have to go to class, and you run around the playground twenty times a day, and when you are honest, you can go to the classroom to study. "

The exhausted two couldn't hold on anymore, their feet were soft and they both fell to the ground, Huang Jing flew over and hugged Xie Zihuang, Xu Chichuan helped Mu Shihai, and patted the dirt off his trouser legs: "How is it? Is there anything? Go to the infirmary to get some glucose?"

Mu Shihai shook his head, his face was as transparent and fragile as rice paper, and he walked very slowly step by step.Huang Jing's angry roar suddenly came from behind: "Just do it! If you do it again, I will ignore you for the rest of my life!"

"Well, you don't care about Lao Xie, he's just jealous," Xu Chichuan was a little embarrassed, not knowing how to explain Xie Zihuang's reincarnated physique of vinegar: "He has been jealous of all the boys in our class, even the jealousy of girls. eat."

Mu Shihai shook his head, cold sweat trickled down his temples and sticky wet hair, and he lay motionless on the table.Xu Chichuan knocked on the door of the head teacher's office, and Tao Yiming's face was still stinky at the desk: "How are the two of them?"

"Old Xie is fine, alive and kicking." Xu Chichuan opened the drawer and took out the medicine box: "Is there any more glucose powder?"

"Yes, Mu Shihai is anemic?"

"Anyway, his face looks scary." He took the three packs away without looking back, and went straight to the classroom: "Thank you, Brother Tao."

The noisy human voice and laughter penetrated into the mind and turned into a grotesque chaos, disturbing Mu Shihai's dizzy vision, and there were waves of overwhelming discomfort in the stomach.

"Handsome guy," Xu Chichuan's crisp voice sounded next to his ears, "Get up and have a drink."

Mu Shihai raised his head, his pale face could act like a zombie by pasting a talisman: "What?"

"Glucose water, I mixed it with my own hands." Xu Chichuan blew on the brewed glucose water and wrapped a piece of paper around the cup and handed it to him: "The cup is mine. I washed it before using it and it was a little hot." , Blow and drink again."

"Thank you."

The scalding heat spread from the palm of his hand to his whole body, and the whitish liquid slipped into his throat and drank it down in one gulp. Mu Shihai frowned, it was so sweet that the root of his tongue was numb.

Xu Chichuan stared at the empty glass and licked his lips: "Is it good?"

"Delicious."

"Then exchange a bag after lunch."

Mu Shihai whose tongue was so numb that he couldn't speak: ...that's unnecessary.

"Brother Hai," Huang Jing, who was full of guilt, grabbed the bamboo horse and apologized to the implicated Mu Shihai: "I'm sorry, don't be as knowledgeable as him. I made an agreement with him, and I will not come to trouble you in the future."

"It's okay." Mu Shihai poured down the third bottle of water, only to feel the sweetness in his mouth fade a bit: "It's not a big deal."

Xie Zihuang pouted his head with a disbelief and refused to apologize. He didn't want to say anything until he knew the warning from Huang Jing's eyes: "I'm sorry, and next Friday, will you come to the basketball game with Class [-]?"

Mu Shihai didn't speak, thinking about when Qin Sanyan would do it, Xie Zihuang thought he was being ignored and wanted the Lion to growl, Huang Jing frowned, and immediately went limp.

Xu Chichuan tugged at the corner of Mu Shihai's clothes, his eyes full of anticipation: "Promise, this is a team class competition, and we can play together when we have the opportunity."

"I'll come," Mu Shihai let go, "When?"

"02:30 p.m."

"Row."

Xie Zihuang gave Huang Jing a look of "you can handle it with me", the two of them held hands and were about to leave, when Mu Shihai suddenly said, "Wait a minute."

"Huh?" Xie Zihuang looked wary: "Have you repented?"

"No," Mu Shihai said kindly, took a pack of dextrose powder and handed it to him, just like a salesman in the supermarket who jumped off the building and cut prices: "Glucose powder, make up more."

Xie Zihuang's eyes widened: "I want this thing..."

Huang Jing stomped her foot: "Ahem!"

"...Okay, I accept it, thank you..."

In a good mood, Xu Chichuan could clearly see the flashing smile of Young Master Mu: "Liar!"

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"Didn't you say it's delicious!"

"Yeah," Mu Shihai said without blushing, "good things need to be shared."