A single tree does not make a forest

Along the way, Song Beiqi walked ahead without saying a word. Lin Song was like a child who did something wrong. He didn't know what to say and would step on thunder and could only follow behind in fear.

The two went to the pharmacy to buy medicine and cotton swabs. Song Beiqi didn't know where to lead him. Lin Song looked around, and it seemed that he was approaching the Luohua River on the edge of the town.

After thinking about it, he suddenly turned to Song Beiqi's back and said, "Let me tell you a joke."

Song Beiqi suddenly turned around when he heard these words, his eyes were a little fierce, which startled Lin Song.Song Beiqi saw that his expression turned his head away, and after a while he turned back to his usual gentle expression: "What joke?"

Lin Song was stunned: "Forget...forget."

After a long time, Song Beiqi suddenly burst out laughing: "It's quite funny."

Lin Song asked: "I haven't told a joke yet, what are you laughing at?"

Song Beiqi's eyes crooked: "Jokes are not funny, but you are funnier."

Seeing that he was not angry anymore, Lin Song became more courageous, stretched out his legs and kicked him angrily, and rushed to him twice.He walked a few steps with arrogance and found that he didn't know the way, and then retreated extremely proudly. Song Beiqi's face was finally completely cleared.

It was a disused embankment along the river that had shrunk to the previous third of its width and had been weathered for decades.

Song Beiqi found a better place to sit, pointed at the stone and said, "Sit down."

Lin Song sat down obediently.

Song Beiqi took out the cotton wool: "Look up."

Lin Song raised his head obediently again.

Song Beiqi started laughing, and Lin Song suddenly felt that something was wrong, and suddenly remembered that You Susu said that he was like a dog's leg in front of Song Beiqi, so he lowered his head and said viciously: "Laugh again and throw you down!"

Song Beiqi was very proficient in treating wounds. Lin Song smiled: "How can you know everything? Which pharmacy apprentice? Such a good skill."

Song Beiqi's hand, which was applying medicine to him, paused for a moment, as if he was waiting for the medicine to be wiped off: "It's just a necessary skill for life. Of course your eldest and young master can't do it."

Lin Song didn't refute, just smiled, but because he pulled the wound again, his smile was uglier than crying.

The two sat on the embankment for a while, and Song Beiqi suddenly said, "Don't do anything next time."

"Who told him to scold you, you deserve it!" Lin Song picked up a small stone and threw it into the distant river. It fell into the field before a third of the distance was reached. The wetland receded too far. It turned out that The river has already shifted its place in the course of the years.

Song Beiqi shook his head: "One thing more is worse than one thing less."

Lin Song frowned: "What are you afraid of? He doesn't take it for granted. Sometimes I feel that you are not what you used to be, and you have become too gentle. Are you really Song Beiqi? You really fought with me when I was young The one who beat Song Beiqi the hardest?"

Song Beiqi raised his eyebrows: "Do you still remember what I was like in the past? Why did you start talking about the past when you were only 16?"

Lin Song was speechless, unable to figure out what was going on in his heart, so he just followed him and said, "As long as it's in the past, yesterday is also called the past."

Seeing that Song Beiqi didn't speak, he said complacently, "Oh my god, why am I so philosophical! Tsk tsk."

Song Beiqi laughed again, Lin Song felt that he was smiling very sincerely today.

The matter seemed to have come to an end, Lin Song and Song Wanqin lied that they had fallen, but fortunately there was no obvious injury on the face, and the bruise on the arm was nothing new to the skin boy who was always blue and purple , but it was covered in one go.

After that, he played the weekend after the monthly exam heartlessly. On Monday, Chen Si sent a message after he went to the office to hand in his homework: "Ah Song, Teacher Liu asked you to go to his office."

She didn't speak loudly, but the group of boys who were gathered around heard him, and everyone looked at him sympathetically.He turned his head away, Song Beiqi gave him a deep look, but said nothing.

In the office, Liu Chuanqing waved to Lin Song as soon as he saw Lin Song stepping into the office: "Don't come in, talk outside."

The bell for morning self-study rang, Lin Song stood outside the office, and Liu Chuanqing stood in front of him, looking at a piece of paper in his hand, without speaking.Lin Song stretched his neck to take a look, and found that it was a report card, he couldn't help feeling tense.

He usually had a playful smile on his face: "Mr. Liu, aren't you going to study by yourself?"

Liu Chuanqing glanced at him, and he immediately closed his mouth and made a movement of zipping.Liu Chuanqing said earnestly: "Lin Song, I think you are usually very smart. Although you are a bit disobedient, you are still a sensible child. How come you have learned how to fight?"

"Didn't the old man say he won't file a complaint?" He muttered, seeing Liu Chuanqing's unkind expression, he hurriedly said loudly, "Teacher, I was wrong!"

"Sure!" Liu Chuan gave him a white look, "Don't pretend to be there, it's your fault if you know you're wrong. Tell me, what's going on?"

Lin Song replied seriously: "Song Beiqi is my classmate, teacher. That boy Liu Cong not only bumped into him on purpose, but also insulted him. I am a young pioneer. From the day I put on the bright red scarf, I have the desire to help each other with my classmates." The realization of mutual aid!"

Liu Chuanqing was so angry that he stretched out his hand and poked him twice on the forehead. Lin Song guessed that this meant that you, an older young pioneer, had the nerve to say it.He covered his forehead: "He is my brother Teacher Liu, I can't watch him being bullied."

Liu Chuanqing paused for a moment, then suddenly turned his head to look in the direction of the office, raised his fingers and gave a "hush" sound, then opened his hands and pretended to hit him, and said softly, "I've heard about it, the classmate in the second class is really undereducated, But you are not easy. I can't help it, my wife said that if I don't teach you, she will have trouble with me. "

Wang Ping, the head teacher of the second class, is Liu Chuanqing's wife.

Lin Song tried his best to hold back his laughter. Liu Chuanqing slapped him softly on the back of his head, seemingly forcefully, and said seriously, "Next time, try to solve it in a different way, although sometimes fists seem to be the easiest way."

Lin Song nodded, and tentatively asked, "Mr. Liu, have I returned to class?"

Liu Chuanqing nodded, and suddenly said: "This time the test is good, although it is not as good as the entrance score. Keep up the good work."

Lin Song stuck out his tongue when he heard the words: "The legendary privilege of a good student?"

"No." Liu Chuanqing smiled kindly, "I treat every student equally. So for the next two months, you should take care of the sanitation every Saturday."

The wail spread out and scared away a crow in the tree.

As soon as Lin Song sat back in his seat, he received a note almost immediately. The handwriting on it was as handsome and powerful as its owner: "Mr. Liu didn't make things difficult for you, did he?"

He flamboyantly wrote a line of scrawled words and threw them over, turning around and making a grimace.Song Beiqi smiled and unfolded the crumpled draft paper, staring at the words on it.

He looked up at the back of Lin Song's head turned back, and quietly stuffed the note into the innermost interlayer of the schoolbag.

In the afternoon, the seats were changed again. In a large area, it was no different from before. Everyone seemed to be sitting in one place and got out of inertia. They didn't like to change very much, except for Li Weinan, who ran directly from the last row to the first row. .

With the tenth overall score in the class, Lin Song fulfilled his wish and sat in the freshman's seat. He was separated from Song Beiqi by an aisle again. Chen Si was at the same table, and You Susu was at the back table.

Except for Li Weinan, the seat arrangement of the few people hardly changed in the next two years.It's just that Liu Chuanqing was afraid that everyone would sit in one place for too long and some students would become squinted, so he forced them to change seats horizontally once a week, so every four weeks Lin Song and Song Beiqi would have one week, one at the westernmost side of the classroom, and one at the farthest east side.

At the parents' meeting after the second monthly exam, Lin Song found that Song Beiqi's seat was empty. Of course his parents couldn't come, but one of his aunts and uncles should show up.

The next day, he blocked Liu Chuanqing in the stairwell while he was going to the toilet. After hearing his question, Liu Chuanqing said flatly, "His parents said they couldn't come because of something."

Lin Song frowned, and Liu Chuanqing slapped him on the back: "Boy, why are you worried about being the first in grade? Are you worried about yourself?"

The days were so ordinary that sometimes they couldn’t even remember how they spent it. Every Saturday Lin Song would stay in the classroom to clean up. Everyone gradually knew that Song Beiqi left very late on Saturdays, so people would often stay to ask questions.

Ever since what happened to Liu Yanran last time, the two of them had a tacit understanding that if there was a basketball game, Song Beiqi would just be able to get away, and if there was no Lin Song, they would just dawdle and do their own things, and Song Beiqi would always Use a polite and non-offensive way so that the students will not spend too much time.

After observing him like this for a long time, Lin Song's strange feeling became more and more obvious. He always felt that Song Beiqi often had no real emotions.

But this feeling just flashes by every time, he is not as clever and sensitive as You Susu, and he doesn't seem to think deeply when he senses something is wrong, so some things will not be brought to the table for analysis or discussion , the seemingly normal time was stretched very long.

It is already December and the weather is getting shorter and shorter.Lin Song has been afraid of the cold since he was a child. Too many layers of clothes under the school uniform already look bloated, but the school uniforms of girls who love beauty are still empty. Every time he sees it, he can't help but want to remind others to wear more.

After saying it twice, Chen Si finally couldn't help but explode: "You know what a fart!"

Successfully attracted attention.

In addition, there was often a white-haired retired old teacher running shirtless in the small playground next to the main road of the school. Every morning when Lin Song passed by, he would shake his body vigorously as if the cold was on him.Song Beiqi happened to see him once, and suddenly reached out to pat his head.

He blinked: "What are you doing?"

Song Beiqi smiled: "Ah Mao, good boy, I'll give you Shun Shun Mao."

Dare to say that he is like a puppy, he waved Song Beiqi's hand away, snorted and ran towards the classroom, Song Beiqi looked behind him with a smile.

Therefore, apart from playing basketball with You Susu and the others, Lin Song and Song Beiqi's Saturday basketball activities have been replaced by staying in the classroom, chatting and reading idle books.

Lin Song was very partial to subjects, so Song Beiqi wrote down the knowledge points of the three subjects of literature and comprehensive subjects concisely for him to read. Lin Song looked at the knowledge points dumbfounded, and began to wail as soon as he flipped through the book: " Do you have to memorize all this?"

Song Beiqi shook his head: "The logic and framework have been written out for you. It shouldn't be difficult to memorize this and fill it in."

"I'm not good at rote memorization." Lin Song stretched his arms and rested his head on them.

"No." Song Beiqi shook his head again, "Liberal arts is not as simple as you think. Even if you are right, you only need to memorize it, which is a lot of work. Besides, liberal arts is not something that can be solved by memorizing, Understanding a philosophical concept is no easier than solving a physics problem."

Lin Song opened his mouth. He didn't like Song Beiqi's way of reasoning with him, so he had no choice but to talk poorly: "Isn't it time to learn philosophy?"

Song Beiqi glanced at him, and he chuckled twice: "I'll carry it, I'll carry it, can't I carry it?"

Song Beiqi looked at him seriously, and finally couldn't hold back his laughter.

Near the end of the period, the small group that Lin Song and Song Beiqi belonged to exploded after school on a certain Saturday because of two news.

One is that Li Weinan is chasing Banhua Wenya.

The second is that Chen Si fell in love with a boy from the vocational high school next door.