A single tree does not make a forest

Two days later, on Monday, Chen Si looked a bit more bored than usual, no one dared to ask her what happened, and Lin Song and Song Beiqi were tacitly silent.

Only Song Beiqi knew that Chen Si had received a letter from Zhang Xu, in which he had confessed his mistake and would never have the courage to appear in front of her from now on.

After the results of the first monthly exam came out, Chen Si took coolie Lin Song to sweep around the small bookstore next to the school and bought a lot of materials and exercise books for various subjects.

After the second monthly exam, Chen Si returned to the top three position in the class.At this age when grades are king, the rumors gradually decreased, and then under the efforts of some people who only worried secretly, some people began to clarify that what they said before was just hearsay.

Then what?Then Chen Si looked like the same Chen Si, but in fact it seemed that he was not the same Chen Si anymore.

When exactly do feathers become hard?

The long winter has passed, and Li Weinan's pursuit of Wenya still hasn't made him famous.

Sitting on the basketball court, facing the distressed Li Weinan, the three inexperienced boys all looked dumbfounded.Lin Song looked at him resentfully as he spun the basketball: "Tell me about you, isn't basketball fun? Isn't the game fun? For the sake of a girl who hurts the spring and the autumn all day long, you have to use that energy When it comes to studying or playing the piano, your mother really wakes up laughing from a dream."

You Susu wanted to refute him but didn't know what to say. Of course, on the one hand, he was afraid that he would not be able to beat him.Li Weinan muttered dissatisfiedly: "What do you know, you wild monkey?"

Lin Song looked at them speechlessly, and sneezed. He rubbed his nose and shrugged: "I don't understand. You are all like this, and I don't want to understand."

Song Beiqi, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said: "Which boy is not passionate, which girl is not pregnant? It's normal."

Lin Song asked: "What? What is so passionate?"

He inexplicably felt that Song Beiqi looked at him with pitiful eyes, You Susu covered his face, Li Weinan shook his head: "A Song, you are illiterate, you must have fallen asleep again in Chinese class, the old class just talked about it in the last class this."

Lin Song was stunned: "What? Didn't the last class talk about Li Shangyin's 'The red flag at home does not fall, but the colorful flags flutter outside'?"

Song Beiqi laughed and scolded: "Your brain is full of inexplicable things."

Lin Song expressed his innocence.

The black locusts beside the field have begun to sprout leaves.

It is estimated that when he played basketball that day, he took off his clothes in the heat, and then let the wind dry the sweat. When Lin Song got up the next day, he managed to breathe through his mouth.

He kept trying to inhale through his nostrils, and every time he failed, he opened his mouth slowly, opened and closed, and back and forth made him feel like a tortoise.

It wasn't until he struggled to get out of bed that he realized that Song Wanqin had gone out and left porridge for him.Lin Song, who never cared about family affairs, ransacked the cabinets and found no cold medicine, so he had to drag his heavy head into the classroom. As soon as he sat down, he found a box of cold medicine and Baijiahei on the table.

He glanced in Song Beiqi's direction and saw that he was talking to Yang Xu, so he didn't ask any questions.He just automatically stretched his arms and took his thermos: "I forgot to bring water, let me take some medicine."

Song Beiqi didn't have time to react. Seeing that he had already snatched the cup away, he naturally reached out and handed over the lid of the next cup, which was placed on the upper right corner of his desk: "Drink this, the water temperature inside is just right."

Lin Song nodded, and the group leader called to hand in homework. Song Beiqi lowered his head to take out his schoolbag. When he turned his head again, Lin Song had already finished his medicine and was lying on the table.

I didn't even have time to tell him to drink cold medicine first if it wasn't serious.

Song Beiqi shook his head, and the morning reading began.

Because Lin Song had a cold, he chatted with Liu Chuanqing, and finally managed to escape the radio gymnastics between classes, while Song Beiqi was called by the physics teacher to the office to help with homework after class, and he didn't go to the playground.

When Song Beiqi returned to the classroom, the eighth set of radio gymnastics skipped to full-body exercise. Today is Saturday, and after that there will be a weekly school-wide assembly to report on the various situations of the week.

Lin Song was lying on the table with his elbows bent, his head resting on his arms, revealing half of his face.

Song Beiqi sat upside down on the seat in front of him, carefully observing how he fell asleep, his face lacked the usual lively expression, it could almost be called quiet.

The sun had already risen, and a beam of light shone on Lin Song through the east-facing window. His whole body was shrouded in the sunlight, and the fur on his face was clearly visible.Song Beiqi looked at it and suddenly remembered that when he was a child, his grandmother said that he could not bask in the sun when he had a cold, so he stretched out his hand and pulled the curtain beside Chen Si's table.

After seeing too dazzling light, my eyes haven't adjusted yet, and this pull seems to darken the world all of a sudden.

He and he hid together in the shadows where the sun couldn't shine.

The side face was still calm.

Song Beiqi stretched out his hand out of nowhere, and there was something clamoring in his heart, longing for a touch, and the voice said that just a touch, just a touch.

He couldn't help but think of Lin Song touching the corner of his mouth when he checked his injury last time. After so long, the touch seems to be still there.

"Northern Qi Dynasty!"

Li Weinan's voice came to his ears suddenly, and Song Beiqi woke up suddenly. He wanted to withdraw his hand but held back, and stretched it a little on purpose to hit Lin Song's head. He pretended to call him: "Lin Song Song, Lin Song wake up, it's time for class."

Li Weinan and You Susu jumped over: "Why is he still sleeping?"

Song Beiqi shook his head: "I don't know, I can't wake up after calling for a long time."

He secretly clenched his fists, a thin layer of sweat broke out from his palms, but nothing could be seen on his face.Then, as if he suddenly remembered something, he took out a box of white and black from Lin Song's desk space, opened it and saw that one piece of black film was missing.

Li Weinan laughed loudly: "This idiot can see right and wrong!"

"Okay, let him sleep for a while, anyway, he doesn't like the next political class." You Susu stretched out his hand and patted Song Beiqi's shoulder, "I just praised you for coming, and won the first prize in the composition competition, old class So happy!"

Song Beiqi smiled and secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

In the afternoon after class, Susu was called away by the bi-weekly regular meeting of the Physical Education Department. Li Weinan was preparing to go to the grade test during this time, so she packed up her things and left in a hurry. In the end, only Lin Song and Song Beiqi were left in the classroom.

Lin Song seemed to have not recovered from the cold medicine, lying on the table without moving.

"You can just call yourself a sanitation committee." Song Beiqi stopped the words he was reciting, "Saturday's sanitation was contracted by you alone. Why did you get fined again this week?"

Lin Song thought for a while: "I didn't sleep in class this week."

Song Beiqi: "But you ate in geography class."

Lin Song covered his face, and began to use his shameless expertise again: "Song Beiqi, I think I have a fever, I can't move, I can't sweep the floor."

After being silent for a while, Song Beiqi didn't seem to know how to deal with his shameless behavior. He thought for a while and moved towards Lin Song. He touched his forehead with one hand and touched his own with the other, and quickly came to a conclusion: "No burn."

"Hey." Lin Song frowned, "How can the hand measure it accurately?"

A bird fluttered past the window and landed on the green locust tree, singing crisply a few times.

Song Beiqi said: "When I was a child, my grandmother taught me a way to measure body temperature, which is very useful."

"Huh?" Lin Song looked up at him, his whole body was so sick that he rarely showed a trace of fragility. This appearance made Song Beiqi's heart tighten, "How to test?"

"The eyelids are very thin, so they can reflect the temperature changes of the human body." Song Beiqi stood up as he said, holding Lin Song's face in his hands, "Don't move."

Lin Song said "Yes", and Song Beiqi buried his head, tilted his head and put his right eye on Lin Song's.

This was an extremely intimate action. Song Beiqi felt that he was fascinated by ghosts. The moment he lowered his head, he was ready for Lin Song to push him away in the next second.

But there was nothing, Lin Song didn't move or struggle, just asked blankly: "How is it? Do you have a fever?"

Song Beiqi let him go, and tried to smile naturally: "It seems to be a little hotter than mine. Okay, okay, help you sweep the floor. It's my turn to be the team leader next week. You have to collect my homework for a day."

Lin Song smiled happily: "Let's not talk about one day, one week is enough!"

Song Beiqi smiled and turned to get the broom, pursing his lips tightly.

It seemed like something was wrong, it was so abnormal.

He suddenly felt that Lin Song was the most upright gentleman in the world, so he was magnanimous, and he was a villain with a caring heart, and could never see the light with his true face.

I'm afraid that he will dislike him if he sees it, and he will take back his favor if he sees it.

Fifteen or sixteen-year-old boys may be mostly brisk, but there is always a heaviness where others can't see. Some boys' heaviness comes from the protective armor on their bodies, while others' heaviness is due to the mountains on their backs.

He has seen fate, he has seen fate since he was very young, when he parted, when his family was broken, when people died, and this time.

He saw that fate opened its bloody mouth again, not trying to swallow him, but just laughing, like a cat saying to a little mouse that has been playing with it for a long time: "Quick, let me see how far you can run."

And the mouse can only run hard before being devoured, that is instinct, and there is no choice.

Due to Lin Song's drowsy cold state, the two of them didn't go wandering around. After Song Beiqi finished sweeping the classroom, they locked the classroom door together and left.When saying goodbye at the fork in the road, Lin Song waved his hands as usual and left. Song Beiqi shouted behind him: "Remember to take medicine when you go back!"

He made an OK gesture without looking back, Song Beiqi stood silently watching him go away, raised his hand to touch his forehead, and said softly, "Actually, I should take the medicine."

Lin Song walked more and more slowly, and suddenly looked back, the street was empty, Song Beiqi should have left early.He couldn't help but think of what happened in the classroom just now, the touch of eyelids touching eyelids is very soft, very... strange.

He originally wanted to hide, but he was afraid that Song Beiqi would feel that he was responding, so he forcibly held back.

Whether it was when he was a child of few words or when he looked gentle and harmless now, he felt that Song Beiqi was not willing to get close to others, but if he wanted to be close to himself, that was something he couldn't tolerate refusing.

When getting along with Song Beiqi, he always couldn't help thinking more than usual. Lin Song sighed rarely, thinking that he should find an auspicious day to make another wish next time, and make a wish to make Song Beiqi happier.

He always looks so unhappy, although he is always smiling.

The fact that Lin Song came home early on a Saturday can always be called an accident. He finally remembered to bring the keys once in the morning. When he opened the door and went in, the TV, which was very popular this year, was playing "Flying Immortals".When Song Wanqin was at home, she would often turn on the TV to do things like this, but the sound of pots and pans clashing when she was cooking hadn't been heard in the kitchen yet.

Lin Song was about to shout, but when he turned his head, he saw his parents' bedroom door was ajar.

He gave a suspicious "hmm", his voice was covered by the TV series, he walked over and saw Song Wanqin sitting on the bed with her back to the door, as if she was watching something, he was about to call her but heard a suppressed sob.

Lin Song was stunned, thinking it was the voice of the TV drama outside, so he turned his head to watch. In the drama, the lively and lovely Xiao Qi was playing Cuju with a group of men with her hair tied up.

He leaned forward, held his breath, but heard nothing.The sound came and disappeared suddenly, which made him think it was an auditory hallucination in his ears, but he still didn't move, just stood quietly outside the door, careful not to make a sound, until he heard a long sigh.

Through that gap, he saw Song Wanqin looking up at the ceiling, as if she was trying to adjust her emotions.

She turned to Lin Song and hid behind the door, but at a glance, he saw that she seemed to be holding a photo in her hand.