green shell

"Kang Dang"

Lu Yi was awakened by the sound of heavy objects hitting the ground.He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

"My surname is Lu! I'm not dead yet! You'll have to wait another 50 years to marry that vixen!"

"You bitch! I was so blind when I married you! How many cuckolds did you bring me?!"

Noisy again.

Can hear it through the door.

Lu Yi rolled his eyes and picked up the alarm clock beside the bed.

Twenty-two at four.

Lu Yi swears a curse word in his heart, stares at the closed door, and listens to the quarrel between the curse words and greetings to the eight generations of the other party's ancestors, frowns, and in the sound of another plate falling to the ground, Shaking his head, he turned around abruptly and buried his head in the quilt.

Really satisfied.

What a shame.

The old lady next door knew that Lu Yi's family had a pair of parents who quarreled every day, and every time the old lady looked at Lu Yi with sympathy, it made Lu Yi feel uncomfortable.

Ashamed.

So he wore earphones as he had done since he was a child, pretended not to see, and walked away quickly, trying not to let his eyes meet the old lady's.

annoying, but more embarrassing.

Lu Yi was also puzzled, the man and the woman were arguing like that, as if the purpose of their marriage was to pollute each other's ears and belittle everything about each other, so they did not divorce.He had asked before, but the man and the woman gave him a hard look first, as if he had said something a hundred times worse than those swear words.When a man and a woman speak again, it is the same old way, belittling and swearing, plus: "Children know what a fart" and a series of superior words that make people uncomfortable.

Something wrong.

As long as they understand.

How grown up, the neighbors make jokes every day and even quarrel with them.The books are all read in the dog's stomach.

"Bang!"

I'm so bored!

Just smash things, don't throw them on my door!

"What's wrong!" There was an angry roar from upstairs, and the living room became quiet, only mixed with soft curses.

Lost people!

Lu Yi felt that his face was getting hot, and he covered his ears with a pillow desperately, but he could still hear the gradually increasing abuse outside the door.

Fuck!

He grabbed the earphones and mobile phone on the table, turned over and got out of bed.After putting on the school uniform indiscriminately, he walked out of the room and walked to the bathroom.

The two people who were quarreling didn't notice Lu Yi, who happened to be free.He washed up quickly, put on his earphones, put on the music, and walked out of the room.

A man and a woman noticed him: "The road is suspicious! Why are you going?"

"go to school!"

Lu Yi replied without turning his head, and closed the door.

The world is quiet.

It was only four o'clock, and apart from the smoke coming from a few breakfast shops on the street, the air was dry and cold.

wear less.

Lu Yi shrank his neck, quickened his pace, and trotted towards the school.

"so cold……"

Lu Yi entered the classroom shivering, closed the door, turned around, and was shocked to see someone sitting in the row by the window.

There are people in the classroom so early, huh.

The man looked like he didn't hear Lu Yi's muttering to himself, and still stared out the window with his chin propped up.

The wind blew in through the small gap between the window and the window frame, blowing up the hair around the man's ear, revealing a white ear and an earphone.

Oh, and with headphones.

It's not too cold with the window open, and the tips of my ears are red.

Lu Yi walked to the last row of his seat as before, gently put down his schoolbag, and sat down again.His eyes didn't move away from that person.

The clothes inside are pretty nice.

Lu Yi touched the tip of his nose, and didn't pay much attention to it. He couldn't bear the heavy drowsiness that hit him. He finally glanced at the man in the black hoodie and lay down on the table to catch up on sleep.

The neck is quite white.

He thought in a daze.

When he woke up again, he was in Chinese class, and the teacher tapped him twice on the head lightly.He raised his head with half-closed eyes, saw the Chinese teacher's slightly warning smile, sighed, nodded, and sat up to show that he understood.

The Chinese teacher smiled, turned around and walked forward: "Let's move on to the next question and appreciate the underlined sentence at the end of the article..."

old fashioned.

It doesn't make sense...

Lu Yi yawned, propping his chin and looking around.

"...he is sitting on a stone bridge with a bamboo pole in his arms..."

Lu Yi put on a black hoodie with his wandering eyes.The window next to the black hoodie has been closed tightly, the tips of the ears are no longer red, and the neck is a little red, but still very white.He raised his head to listen to the lecture for a while, and lowered his head to take notes for a while. His hair swayed with his movements, and looked a little golden in the sun.

It's still pretty.

"...he turned around from time to time, and stroked the willow tree with a bamboo pole..."

When the black hoodie was holding a pen around his hair, the girl next to him patted him, and he turned his head away, showing a clean side face.

Oh, it's Xiangyang.

really.

Lu Yi is usually too lazy to communicate with people, and he is too lazy to deal with people. He just sits in the back row, sleeps after class, and no one talks to him. He knows almost zero people in the class, and usually recognizes his face with his classmates. , There are not many people who can match the name.It's almost a semester of the second year of high school, and he can count the people who can look at their faces and name them with one hand.

Xiangyang is one of them.

What is the reason?

Not for anything else, Xiang Yang looks really good-looking.The face is small and the shoulders are broad, thin but not weak; fair and clean, the facial features are not very brilliant alone, but they are very comfortable when put together.It was the kind of face suitable for love at first sight.

Lu Yi propped his chin up and raised his head, continuing to stare at Xiang Yang.

Xiang Yang waited for the girl to finish speaking before putting down the pen, and the soft hair fell down to cover his ears and part of his side face.But after he said something and smiled at the girl, Lu Yi could still see a dimple on his cheek.

Yes, there are dimples, which is a plus.

The winter sun in the north is not very warm outside in the cold wind, but it is very scorching in the warm room.Lu Yi looked along the light and saw Xiangyang's golden hair swirls, and further down was the golden brown hair tail, half in the sun and half in the light.The slender neck stretched down with the gentle lines of the golden brown hair tail, and hit the black hoodie, which was so abrupt that Lu Yi came back to his senses.

"... Road doubt!"

"...Ah?" Lu Yi looked towards the podium, and the teacher was staring at him helplessly: "May I ask what technique you used in this sentence."

"Hmm..." Lu Yi began to search for words in his head hard, his eyes were turning towards the window according to the inertia, and unfortunately they bumped into Xiang Yang's eyes halfway.

Those big eyes blinked, and there was still a little smile in them.

Yep, totally stuck.

"Road doubt?"

"Ah," Lu Yi rolled his eyes, looked at the teacher, was stunned for a while, and answered before the teacher got angry: "Action... description, action description."

"Well, yes, next, Mu Ying, you..."

When Lu Yi looked at Xiang Yang again, Xiang Yang had already turned back, but the tips of his ears were a little red.He raised his fingers and stroked the hair twice, pressing down the hair on the top of his head that was raised when he turned his head just now.

Lu Yi stared at Xiang Yang's slender fingers in a daze.

It's really white.

Whiter than the neck.

Lu Yi couldn't remember when he fell asleep again, and woke up again because of his hands.A pair of hands with neatly manicured nails, very white, with not very distinct knuckles, but they look very comfortable.

Looking up along the back of the hand, it is the black sleeves, then the school uniform sleeves, and finally the hoodie...

"Road doubt?"

Xiangyang...

Xiangyang? !

Lu Sui became energetic all of a sudden, he looked up at Xiangyang: "Huh?"

There was a smile in Xiang Yang's eyes, and his fingers casually rested on the edge of Lu Yi's table: "There will be a cultural performance at the end of the month, and Mu Ying asked me to ask you if you will participate."

Mu Ying?

"Who?"

"The one on my right." Xiang Yang shrank his fingers.

"Oh." No impression.

Lu Yi squinted his left eye, blocking the light coming in from the window: "I won't participate."

"Well," Xiang Yang nodded, and took his hand away from Lu Yi's table: "Go on and sleep."

Lu Yi didn't say anything, just nodded slightly, and continued to lie back on the table.

The eyes are so pretty when you smile.

The pupil color is very shallow when viewed up close, but it is not obtrusive, so it looks better.

Ah, what am I thinking about every day?

Lu Yi secretly spurned himself, raised his head quietly, and saw Xiang Yang standing among a group of people smiling.There was a girl standing next to her, wearing black-rimmed glasses, she was a little close to Xiangyang, she couldn't stand still when she was smiling, and she was about to lean towards Xiangyang.

Lu Yi looked anxious, and didn't know why he was in such a hurry, when he suddenly wanted to shout, he saw Xiang Yang move a little step.

Lu Sui was stunned.

Kind of... strange?

There was also a buddy standing beside Lu Yi, and he put his hand on Xiang Yang's shoulder without any hassle.Although Xiang Yang didn't dodge, but the half that was put on the shoulder froze instantly.He smiled in the crowd, the corners of his mouth turned up, his dimples deepened, everyone around him wanted to get close to him, and he seemed very popular and gregarious.But when he turned his head, Lu Yi still saw something wrong with him at a glance.

There was no smile in Xiangyang's eyes.

The author has something to say:

The road is suspected to be an attack.

The Chinese teacher was talking about "Day and Night in Lu Town" by Chi Zijian.