I'm dead again [quick time travel]

What to look at?

Qiao Jiu has no other advantages, but thick skin.Even if you are caught straight, you can still say nonsense with a cheeky face without redness and heartbeat: "Look at you."

This is not nonsense.

It was indeed looking at him.

After Qiao Jiu finished speaking, he added: "See why you are so good-looking."

Li Chenzhou laughed: "Where are the other papers?"

"Let me think about it..." Qiao Jiu thought for a few seconds, then took out his paper from the hole on the table at the same table.

Li Chenzhou: "..."

Qiao Jiu defended himself: "I can't let it go here..."

Before he finished speaking, his eyes fell on his desk which was doubled by Li Chenzhou after tidying up.

The atmosphere is getting awkward...

Qiao Jiu shut his mouth decisively, and handed the test paper to Li Chenzhou.

Qiao Jiu's grades are not bad, and he is not worried that Li Chenzhou will criticize him, not to mention that he thinks that even if his test is a mess, Li Chenzhou will not be angry with him.

He put his chin on the pile of books: "how is it? I'm doing well this time."

"Very good." Li Chenzhou said, "Did you explain the test paper?"

"said."

Li Chenzhou clicked a few questions: "Then you do these few questions again."

Qiao Jiu let out a sigh, took out a notebook and started to calculate the problem.

Song Zhihe and the others: Tsk tsk tsk.

With such an interruption, Qiao Jiu forgot his heart that was beating a little faster before, and began to work on the problem with peace of mind.

The lunch time in the afternoon is not long, about 10 minutes or so. The topic was just mentioned. When the students returned to the classroom one after another, Qiao Jiu's problem was almost finished.

Li Chenzhou rubbed Qiao Jiu's head: "I'm leaving."

"Oh." Qiao Jiu nodded, but still stood up and followed him out.

They stood in the corridor and talked for a while, and Li Chenzhou was not ready to go downstairs until the class bell rang.Qiao Jiu followed him and walked a few more steps to the stairwell between the third and fourth floors. Before he could turn his head, he saw the head teacher standing on the third floor talking to the grade teacher.

Or rather, the grade teacher speaking to the head teacher.

Really, where life does not meet.

Sometimes, it's just such a coincidence.

He licked his smiling face and greeted the two teachers.

The two teachers usually like him very much, but this little liking is nothing in front of Li Chenzhou.

Qiao Jiu watched helplessly as the two teachers greeted Li Chenzhou as if they hadn't seen him.

Li Chenzhou had a smile in his eyes. Even if he didn't make any big moves on his face, it could be seen that he was in a good mood. He didn't talk much, but he coaxed the grade teacher and head teacher to be happy, and he promised Li Chenzhou that he would take good care of Qiao Jiu .

Qiao Jiu:...

He couldn't get in the conversation, and he couldn't just leave without saying hello, so he could only stand aside as if in the background.

They stood on the air vent on the third floor, the wind blew over and hit several people, Qiao Jiu shivered, and then felt that Li Chenzhou seemed to move his place, blocking the wind blowing towards him.

Qiao Jiu looked at him, he was talking to the grade director with his usual expression, as if nothing happened.

Like, just an unintentional action, without thinking about anything.

Qiao Jiu raised his head and saw the trembling hair on the back of Li Chenzhou's head.

At this moment, without knowing what happened, a strange emotion suddenly surged in Qiao Jiu's heart.

He remembered that such a situation had actually happened many times. He always walked outside when walking on the road. When it rained, he always wet one shoulder. When eating, he always took care of it in advance...

These things are really too small, and he never talked about them, making them even more insignificant.

Qiao Jiu stared at the hair on the back of Li Chenzhou's head, and a small flame seemed to ignite in his heart.

In the spring breeze, softly swaying.

The grade teacher and Li Chenzhou had a good chat, and when the head teacher turned around, he saw Qiao Jiu, who was looking far away.

With a straight face, he said, "Qiao Jiu, go back to the classroom first."

Qiao Jiu: "Oh."

The corridors and stairs were very empty, Qiao Jiu ran to the fourth floor, then lowered his head to look at Li Chenzhou through the gap in the handrail.

Only saw the head.

The hair is very short, still being blown by the wind constantly, it looks soft.

Qiao Jiu raised his hand to touch his hair, it was a little hard.

There are four classrooms on each floor, and then there are offices, and then there is a corridor connecting the two teaching buildings, and after the corridor is the toilet.

A boy's head protruded from the other side of the corridor: "Oh, Qiao Jiu, call your class to move the books!"

They didn't need Qiao Jiu to shout, they had already heard it.

Song Zhihe, who was by the window, poked her head out of the window: "What books are you carrying! There are so many books and you haven't finished yet?"

Qiao Jiu and the others are the second classroom, Class [-].

A dozen or so boys came out of class [-] next door one after another, and some even winked at Song Zhihe: "I heard that they all have homework to do."

"I'll go!" Song Zhihe said with a bitter face, "Why do you go so many people!"

"Hurry up, Qiao Jiu," someone shouted over there, "call the people in your class."

Many boys in the classroom have already stood up, ready to move.

Qiao Jiu stood at the door to appease the brothers: "Be quiet and don't be impatient."

Ask again: "How much do you want?"

"Seven or eight are enough."

Qiao Jiu snorted, and turned around to look around the classroom: "Yuan Yi asked six people to go down together."

A group of people clattered up and were about to go to the door of the classroom. The class leader hurried to the podium to stop them: "Seven or eight people, the rest will stay in the classroom!"

Qiao Jiu stood at the door, smiling wickedly: "Su Tiesheng and Li Kun'er are on the third floor."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qiao Jiu saw a classmate sitting by the door winking at him.

The sound of footsteps came from behind, not far away, but not very close either, the words just said should not have been heard.

Qiao Jiu breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at the people on the podium solemnly: "Come out."

Then he turned his head with an extremely natural expression, and sure enough, he saw the grade teacher and head teacher standing behind him.

Qiao Jiu looked at them with a smile: "Hello, teacher."

Li Kun looked at the few people recorded in front of the classroom: "What are you doing?"

"The sixteenth class just called us to move books."

"Oh," Li Kun looked around the classroom before saying: "You guys go, come back early."

"Okay!" Qiao Jiu responded, and then winked at Yuan Yi and the others in the classroom.

The people in the classroom came out one by one.

"Teacher, let's go..."

"Teacher, let's go..."

...

The third-year building was facing the second-year student, and the books were on the first floor of the second-year building. Qiao Jiu and the others walked along the fourth floor of the second-year student. The juniors were buried in their homework, and they had the courage to see Qiao Jiu would still wave hello to him.

Qiao Jiu smiled back.

In the blink of an eye, Qiao Jiu saw Li Chenzhou not far away.

Beside him were row after row of camphor trees. The leaves fell in an instant and were blown to different places by the wind. Some even fell on his head and body.

The setting sun was about to set completely, and the outline of the dusk was already somewhat blurred. Li Chenzhou walked among them, walking calmly, without appearing hasty.

Qiao Jiu stood in the corridor, his mind was a little blank.

For some reason, he felt like he had experienced such a scene before.

This is a clear evening with turbulent clouds; the jokes and whispers of passers-by; Li Chenzhou's gradually elongated back, and the hem of his clothes blown by the wind.

Like a long time ago, and like a long time in the future.

That secret, trancelike illusion.

Qiao Jiu heard someone call his name, he came back to his senses, and saw the classmate who had already reached the stairs: "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Qiao Jiu said so, and stepped forward to follow.

When we reached the first floor, there was a fallen leaf beside our feet. Qiao Jiu squatted down to pick it up, took a look at it, and then threw it into the trash can.

Autumn has already arrived.

In the hall over there, a group of boys were dividing books in full swing. Qiao Jiu ran over and stood next to the teacher in charge: "Teacher Fu."

"Qiao Jiu," Teacher Fu squinted at Qiao Jiu with an unlit cigarette in his mouth, and pointed in the direction: "Your class is over there, just move back."

"Thanks!"

The newly issued book was still a workbook, and Qiao Jiu watched the top student at the same table flip through it page by page. It was so full that there was no blank space.

Put a calendar on the table at the same table, tear it up, and it will be November.

After entering November, it rained for half of the week, and the wind became stronger, and the sound of pattering rain kept piercing into Qiao Jiu's ears.

Qiao Jiu sighed, "I hope it won't rain at the sports meeting."

Qiao Jiu received a call from his mother that night. Ms. Ke Qingyu said softly, "Baby is cold, have you brought thick clothes?"

"Bring it," Qiao Jiu said, "Li Chenzhou also said that he would take me to buy new clothes in a few days."

"Really?" Ms. Ke said, "Baby, do you like your elder brother Shen Zhou?"

"I don't like it," Qiao Jiu said decisively, "Mom, don't call me a baby."

"Shy?"

"How old am I..."

"Okay, okay, I won't call you that in the future, the child has grown up..."

Qiao Jiu was a little embarrassed, and changed the subject abruptly: "Mom, where is my father?"

Ms. Ke on the opposite side smiled lightly: "Your father is still in school."

Qiao gave a long sigh, and then accepted the 360-degree care from Ms. Ke.

By the time I put down the phone, it was already eleven o'clock.

Qiao Jiu stood in front of the window and saw Mantian Xingzi.

"My day!" He slapped Yuan Yi's bed twice: "Yuan Yi, look at the stars!"

Yuan Yi was already asleep, but was woken up roughly by Qiao Jiu, and said in a daze, "You are sick, why are you staying up so late?!"

Qiao Jiu: "..."

Yuan Yi turned around and closed his eyes.

After a few seconds, he sat up abruptly: "What the hell?"

Qiao Jiu looked out the window.

Yuan Yi also looked out the window, her smile gradually widening: "I think it might be sunny tomorrow."

"I think so too," Qiao Jiu nodded, "It's sunny."

The sports meeting on the second day was indeed a fine and sunny day.