special stargazing

The day before Christmas Eve, a TV station in the city came to hold an event and set up several cameras at the school gate, saying that they had bought a lot of extracurricular books for the school students, and that they would actively report on the interaction between schools and care centers at the beginning of next year. etc.

The fountain, which is rarely opened in the school, was turned on, and the road from the school gate to the notice board to the main teaching building was swept clean.

A banner with yellow characters on a red background was pulled overhead, and the branches and leaves were blowing in the wind. Many strange visitors ran back and forth on the campus with the machine.

Sheng Yexing took the medicine from the office on time and was standing in the corridor looking down.

Ji Chuan was rushing to class, hugged his homework book, turned around and kicked the tiles at Sheng Yexing's feet, and said with feigned anger, "Medicine is something that helps your brain to stabilize your mood. You should separate the medicine you take at a fixed time from the medicine you take with you. ,do you know?"

"understood."

"Also, don't go off-campus to buy some messy medicine." Ji Chuan sighed, glanced at the worried boy, took out his mobile phone from his pocket to send a text message to Tang Han, and said while sending: "Ye Xing, next week New Year's Day release Two days, do you have any plans?"

"Ride a motorcycle."

"..." Ji Chuan moved the corners of his mouth and said with a headache, "Change to another one."

Sheng Yexing glanced at him, wanted to laugh but felt that he had to respect the teacher, helpless, "What else can I do?"

Oh, and playing with the little autistic.

"Riding a bicycle, playing basketball, hiking, or going to the city to have a delicious meal... are all good choices." Ji Chuan said, "You can also go back to your relative's house."

Sheng Yexing rejected the last suggestion: "No, I've been too unstable recently."

"No, the hiking I just said is not good," Ji Chuan scratched his head, "You can't run far alone, who knows if you will come back or not! What do you young children like most now? Going to sing karaoke Okay."

"Okay." Sheng Yexing smiled.

As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Chuan didn't know who was bumped into him or he didn't stand still, and his hand shook and spilled the math exercise books on the floor.

There were a few mischievous boys in the grade who ran past and yelled, "Mr. Ji Chuan! When the TV station is here today, you can do your homework!"

"These bastards..." Ji Chuan stood up with his waist supported, and seeing Sheng Yexing squatting down to help him pick up his notebooks, he laughed and said, "When you were just in the first year of high school, I thought you were just like them of."

"Essentially the same."

After speaking, he covered his slightly open school uniform tightly, and the lighter in his pocket was sticky with sweat.

After picking up the exercise books, Sheng Yexing folded them up and handed them to Ji Chuan, and suddenly said, "I've decided, go sing karaoke."

At the same time as he said this, he decided to go to a farther place with Lu Jianxing on New Year's Day. The environment of the K song private room is too small and the noise is too noisy, neither of them can bear it.

It's bold, it's reckless, and it's a colon for them in the new year.

The story should be written slowly, and the illness should be treated well.

There were still three cigarettes in the cigarette case, Sheng Yexing suddenly didn't want to smoke any more.

During the class, a photographer brought a camera around the door of the corridor, and the people who came to listen to the class glanced at the classroom window from time to time, always looking from the podium to the last row.

Gu Qunshan tilted the legs of the stool and moved back a little, then knocked on Sheng Yexing's table, "Boss."

no response.

"Hey, boss, don't go to sleep." Gu Qunshan poked his elbow on the back table again, "Someone is here."

Still no response.

Sheng Yexing felt sleepy and had to continue sleeping.

It doesn't matter who comes.

Gu Qunshan stepped back, and Sheng Yexing put his knees against the table and backed away, so that Gu Qunshan was about to be side by side with Lu Jianxing again. Lu Jianxing raised his head and stared at him, then lowered his head and continued to do his homework.

Although his homework is often written in a mess, there is still a basic accuracy rate.

The moment he looked up to copy the writing on the blackboard, Lu Jianxing saw someone carrying a camera at the door, and his whole body trembled as if he had been electrocuted.

This class was about Sheng Yexing being able to read English while falling asleep. The teacher didn't know enough about their personal situation, and said that the TV station needed to shoot an interview, and asked the students if they could all accept the filming.

Special schools are no different from ordinary high schools. Students have stronger "self-esteem". A small number of students are unwilling to be photographed, so they are picked up by Tang Han and taken to the lounge for free activities.

After a round of screening, Lu Jianxing was still sitting in place, and Sheng Yexing was still sleeping.

The outside world is always more curious about autism.After inquiring about the City No. [-] accepting autistic students, the person in charge of the TV station said that he would discuss with the grade group to see if they could try to contact them.

The director of the Academic Affairs Office said that the student in the school is easy to get in touch with, so you can give it a try.

After expressing his intention, Tang Han heard Lu Jianxing say, "No."

"No other meaning, this is just an interview," Tang Han explained, "Jian Xing, if you don't want to..."

"No!" Lu Jianxing responded with a nearly shrill voice.

"Lu Jianxing, you just need to have a simple chat with these uncles..." The director of the Academic Affairs Office also squeezed over to persuade him, "They are also more concerned about this aspect, I hope you can cooperate."

"Squeak—" Lu Jianxing moved the stool back in resistance, making a harsh sound.

He became short of breath, his eye sockets were already red, and it was difficult to relax his frown.

He inhaled and exhaled slowly, with a "huh" in his throat, grabbed the pencil in his hand and kept tapping on the table, without saying no or yes.

Tang Han didn't say anything anymore, and quietly stepped aside.

The editor and director of another TV station came up with the microphone cable, and said anxiously: "Maybe I know your situation, it can help other children like you..."

same as me.

I am alone and there is no one like me.

Lu Jianxing squinted his eyes to see the black shadows around him, and then moved the stool, suddenly he felt that he had nowhere to hide.He remembered what he thought when he was staring at the back of Sheng Yexing's head at the school gate yesterday, so he hid behind Sheng Yexing one after another.

block me.

You can block me.

Sheng Yexing had been listening with a straight face all the time, but it was difficult for Tang Han to have a seizure because of Tang Han's presence.

Seeing the little autism approaching, he lost all sleepiness at once. He straightened his back and covered the person behind him against the corner of the wall, and tried to speak softly: "Mr. Han, please take these people away."

"Xiao Sheng, Lu Jianxing didn't even say no." The director of the Academic Affairs Office thought that Lu Jianxing stopped talking because he heard that he could help other children, and was about to start persuading him, "This is just an interview, which is very meaningful. If He can appear on the screen, maybe more families are willing to send their children..."

"director."

Sheng Yexing patiently listened to the other party's words, and felt that Lu Jianxing's emotions gradually calmed down, "I can decide for him."

Sheng Yexing didn't know how Lu Jianxing behaved in front of his parents yesterday.

Before going to bed last night, Lu Jianxing adjusted the temperature of the electric blanket early, and rolled on the bed alone after taking a shower.

Tang Han said in the class group that there will be "wrapped quilt" double training for a few days, and Lu Jianxing is so excited that he is holding his mobile phone.He still doesn't quite understand why he desires to have physical contact with Sheng Yexing in his heart, he only knows to say to Sheng Yexing who came out of the shower, look at the group!

After he finished speaking, he laughed.

The process of sleeping together for the second time last night went smoothly. Sheng Yexing hugged him from behind. After a few minutes of sleep, both of them shouted hot. Lu Jianxing pulled the paper on the bedside to wipe his sweat. Next, there was an unconcealable smile between his brows and eyes.

In the end, he was in a daze of madness, Sheng Yexing loosened the person in his arms, stretched out his hands to pinch Shanglu Jianxing's ears, and said in a hoarse voice: "Actually, parents are also very difficult."

Lu Jianxing was silent for a long time, and said three words, I know.

At the end of the memory, the adults at the desks in the classroom have dispersed, and several directors are apologetically collecting microphone cables and tripods.There were still a lot of students left in the classroom, they whispered to each other and kept looking towards the corner of the back row.

Sheng Yexing turned his head to look at Lu Jianxing who was still silent.

I know it's hard for you too.

The TV interview lasted for three days, and Christmas was not celebrated on campus.

On the night of Christmas Eve, there were some decorative hanging objects and red socks thrown everywhere in the corridor of the No. Go back to the house and stay! Socks are thrown everywhere, Mama Zhang has no money to stuff gifts for you!"

The first person on the third floor stretched out his head and yelled, "Mother Zhang—I want candy!"

Upon hearing the voices of these brats, Mama Zhang shouted back, "What kind of flavor do you want——"

"I want strawberry flavor."

Sheng Yexing continued his sentence and stepped into the door of the dormitory.

At the same time, Uncle Ming's light-off signal rang again in the corridor, and the dormitory was full of ghosts and wolves: "It's so early on Christmas Eve—"

"Why are the idiots on the fourth floor yelling! If you have the ability, go up to the fifth floor and yell!"

"Did Sheng Yexing come back today—"

Sheng Yexing got a headache from the noise, so he stood in the corridor and responded, "Your father is back, shut up!"

Zhang's mother, who had checked the bed and found the first floor, roared angrily: "Xiao Sheng!"

Sheng Yexing ran into the house and closed the door.

He came back late, it was past eleven o'clock, and when he entered the room, he found that Lu Jianxing was still awake.

"What are you thinking? Don't sleep at night." Sheng Yexing didn't turn on the light.

The little autistic child has gradually changed from being afraid of the dark to enjoying the dark, and he will no longer want to turn on the light when he sleeps at night, just like Li Dingxi said, "Stars, don't you just close and open your eyes and you're done?" Imposing man, what are you afraid of.

Lu Jianxing felt that what he said was right, he shouldn't be afraid of the dark.

"Christmas Eve," said Lu Jianxing, "is it safe?"

"Yes." Sheng Yexing's voice was extremely low in the dark night, and he began to coax incoherently: "Those who suffer from insomnia this night will be safe."

"Christmas tree," Lu Jianxing's voice sounded again in the dormitory, "red green red green red green red green..."

Sheng Yexing laughed, "What red, green, red and green?"

"Red green red green red green red green."

Lu Jianxing kept chanting, Sheng Yexing couldn't stand laughing at his repeater-like tone, "What are you talking about?"

Lu Jianxing seemed to be mouthing: "Red, green, red, green, red, green, red, green, red, green."

"Christmas tree?"

"what."

"It's available outside the campus. Just the cafe behind our dormitory. The boss is quite fashionable."

"think."

Lu Jianxing's voice was hoarse and uncomfortably hoarse, he coughed violently a few times, his voice was weak, and he spoke to Sheng Yexing like a baby, repeating: "I want to."

Want to see the Christmas tree.

Seeing that he was becoming stubborn again, Sheng Yexing asked in a low voice, "Have you ever seen a Christmas tree?"

He didn't say whether he had seen it or not, Lu Jianxing just said, "I think so."

Lu Jianxing said that he wanted to, so he should do it right away, but unfortunately Zhang Ma still didn't leave downstairs. Sheng Yexing watched the "enemy situation" on the balcony for a long time, and then decided to take him to put on his coat and hurried downstairs.

Sheng Yexing pried open the dormitory door within a few minutes with a wire.

"Wow--" There was a soft sound, and the door of the dormitory building closed.

"Come on, follow closely." Sheng Yexing glanced back after speaking, fearing that the little autistic night blindness would not be able to keep up, "Can't see the road clearly?"

"A little bit," Lu Jianxing emphasized, "just a little bit."

"Don't be brave," Sheng Yexing said, "Come here, let me lead you."

"Sheng Ye Xing." Lu Jianxing called to him as he walked, his cold hands ran up the other's trouser line, and when he caught someone's hand, he squeezed his palm tightly.

Sheng Yexing teased him casually: "Lu Jianxing, do you think our names are special..."

"match."

Hearing what he said, Sheng Yexing stopped abruptly.

Just as he was about to say something to set off the atmosphere, Lu Jianxing said again, "You said it."

Oh yes, it was the first day of school.

He almost forgot that the first day of school was the little autism he "challenged" first, and he made fun of others as soon as he came up.At that time, he didn't take the opponent's symptoms to heart at all, and said in front of the whole class that it was impossible to form a group, and then began to slap the scene.

His "prejudice" against Lu Jianxing is the same as what the public generally understands, thinking that they are "invulnerable to guns and guns, invulnerable to oil and salt", and cannot hear or speak.

He never thought that Guolu Jianxing could receive information.

He cleared his throat, and continued: "What about the names of the two of us, just like now, walking and walking in the middle of the night, when the feet are weak, look up again, fuck me."

"Fuck me." Lu Jianxing started swearing again, taking pictures of gourds.

"Don't," Sheng Yexing laughed so hard that he couldn't control his expression, "You better stop saying this, Tang Han can't help but slap me to death."

The person being educated didn't answer, but suddenly realized why Sheng Yexing was laughing, he laughed too, squeezed the other person's palm, and said in a sticky voice, "Look up again."

"Looking up again, there are stars in the sky."

Sheng Yexing said, "To tell you the truth, on the first day I saw you, I thought about linking our names together."

Lu Jianxing tried hard to respond: "Yes."

"I read an article in the Chinese volume, which said that looking up at the starry sky and looking down at the ground, the author found that the saying 'a person dies on the ground, the sky loses a star' is very pretentious... The author said that the stars in the sky are far more powerful than the stars in the sky. If there are more people on the earth, even if all the people on the earth are dead, the starry sky will still shine brightly*."

As Sheng Yexing said, he didn't care whether Lu Jianxing could understand or follow up, "But to me, this passage is the opposite."

There are countless stars in the sky, but there is only one person on the earth.

The sky is the land, and the land is our sky.

He doesn't listen to the lectures in class, and he doesn't study well when he comes out. When he takes an exam, he likes to lie on the paper and read all the questions and readings. Because he doesn't care who he loves, so there are not many things that impress him. It's one of them.

He paused for a while, didn't say anything, just rubbed Lu Jianxing's fingertips with his fingertips, took a long breath, and let the white mist float out from the cracks in his lips.

"Smoking," Lu Jianxing's eyes lit up, "Smoking."

Sheng Yexing exclaimed again, "I'm quite thinking, you want to smoke too?"

Lu Jianxing took a deep breath, opened his mouth, and imitated Sheng Yexing's appearance of swallowing clouds and fog, "Huh—"

Sheng Yexing also laughed, and blew to the rhythm of Lu Jianxing: "Huh—"

This is obviously more like a humidifier!

The two were standing downstairs in the dormitory, their figures standing side by side, and their facial contours were quietly covered with a layer of light by the night.

As the wind blows, the slightly taller shadow leans towards the one who is half a head shorter. The black shadows are intertwined and stretched long and long by the night light.

Looking up, Lu Jianxing suddenly remembered what the teacher in the kindergarten taught when he was a child: the stars light up the lights, illuminate the door of my house, and let the lost children find the way when they came——

"What are you laughing at?" Sheng Yexing asked as he walked.

Lu Jianxing said, "Nothing."

The safety measures in the student dormitory building of No. [-] City are in place. The bricks turned over at the top of the wall are full of glass shards. Sheng Yexing stepped on the bricks and saw it. He rubbed his hands and turned it back again. He said he would not go out today.

It doesn't matter if he turns around and his hands are bloody, but he can't bring Lu Jianxing over the wall.

He simply took Lu Jianxing to sit in the corridor of the dormitory for a while, and within a few minutes Lu Jianxing was defeated by the biological clock, squinting his eyes and screaming sleepy, and went up the stairs step by step, almost falling asleep on the railing.

After the two returned to the dormitory, Sheng Yexing began to stay in the room distraught.

At about three o'clock in the morning, he turned over and got out of bed, took a soda can from the table and opened it, drank it all with his head up, wiped off the water stains around his mouth, and decided to wait until dawn to go out to the third ring road for a morning sprint car.

It was late in winter, and Sheng Yexing saw that the wake-up number rang in half an hour. He took his mobile phone and sent a WeChat message to Li Dingxi, saying that he would take the road and see the stars later, buy breakfast and go to class obediently. I have something to do first. up.

As soon as the door of the dormitory building was opened, the sound of a motorcycle starting came from downstairs.

Sheng Yexing wore thin clothes, crumpled up his school uniform, stuffed it into his schoolbag and put it on his back. He only wore a pure black hooded sweater.

He put his hat on, and tied the loose tie at the neckline tight, exposing his jaw and bridge of nose.

The corners of his lips are different from Lu Jianxing's, the direction is downwards, he has no expression as if he is in a particularly bad mood, plus his eyelids are double and lying silkworms are obvious, and he likes to frown, and he doesn't bother to lift his eyelids when looking at people, There are only two words left on the face: handsome and fierce.

Li Dingxi said that Sheng Yexing's eyes looked like he was looking for a target.If it weren't for being handsome, no girl in school would dare to talk to him.

Gu Qunshan would bump into him, and said disdainfully, you know what a fart, and now little girls like this kind of ruffian.

Sheng Yexing raised his eyebrows at the two younger brothers and laughed, who do you think is bad?

Li Dingxi was always the first to suffer, and was immediately identified by Gu Qunshan: him!

Sheng Yexing smiled and said nothing.

In fact, he is clear in his heart, the most bastard is himself.

It's okay to be "bad" yourself, but now I still want to get a little autistic.

On this day, Tang Han sensitively felt Lu Jianxing's strong rejection of a large group of strangers on campus.

Lu Jianxing no longer listens carefully in class, he has to support the wall when he walks, and even covers his ears uncomfortable when some students run past in the corridor.

She took Lu Jianxing off for half a day, saying that she could go back to the dormitory to rest, and she could also play with the chick in the guard room downstairs of the dormitory.

Lu Jianxing's perception of "Christmas" is vague, and he can vaguely understand that it is a festival that many people like very much. With this "sense of conformity", he is also full of curiosity about these cultures.

After Sheng Yexing sent him downstairs to the dormitory, he went back to class.

He went to the side of the road to cross the zebra crossing, only to find that Lu Jianxing was following behind without missing a step, and he laughed straight at the sight: "Can you go back to the dormitory first? I'll be back after class."

06:30 In the evening, the bell rang for the end of get out of class. Sheng Yexing didn't play ball or fight anymore. He quickly threw the textbook into the drawer, threw the stool in front of the desk with a bang, threw the basketball bag on his back, tied his shoelaces and went Run to the school gate.

"Huh?" Tang Hanzheng and Ji Chuan passed the corridor with next month's papers, "Why is he running?"

"Ride a motorcycle?"

Ji Chuan adjusted his glasses, and asked Tang Han seriously, "Has he lived in a dormitory recently?"

"Well," Tang Han nodded, "the frequency of taking out medicine by oneself is also less."

It was already 10 minutes later when Sheng Yexing ran back to the dormitory.

After inserting the key into the keyhole, he leaned against the door and panted for a while, trying to calm down his rapid breathing, straightened his messy collar before stretching out his hand to open the door.

The lights in the dormitory were brightly lit, and Lu Jianxing was holding two bowls of porridge in front of his desk in a daze.

He was not disturbed by the sound of the door opening, but he couldn't untie the knot of the packing bag. He was silent for a while before turning his head to look at Sheng Yexing, and whispered, "Come back."

"Well, I'm back. What is this?" Sheng Yexing looked at the porridge on the table in surprise, "Where did it come from? Li Dingxi has been back?"

Lu Jianxing leaned against the iron frame of the bed with a cool expression, shaking his head.

He seemed to raise his fist to greet people in the next second.

Seeing his expression, Sheng Yexing wanted to laugh.

Lu Jianxing glanced over, and said coldly, "No." He emphasized again.

"You bought this?" Sheng Yexing finally asked.

Lu Jianxing nodded.

"You asked? How did you buy it?"

Lu Jianxing stood straight, pointed to the air in front of him, then pointed to himself, then took out banknotes from his pocket and handed them to Sheng Yexing.

Sheng Yexing understood and nodded, "That's awesome, Lu Jianxing. Can you speak up next time? Just say, boss, I need a porridge."

"Mute." Lu Jianxing said abruptly.

"Ok?"

"The boss looked at me and said, dumb."

"When?"

"I'll go," Lu Jianxing smiled, "I'll go so far, so far, so far, so far."

He kept repeating these two words, walked straight to the balcony of the bedroom alone, and then walked back, as if he was still imitating the experience of shopping just now.

Sheng Yexing understood.

Lu Jianxing's senses are not normal, his hearing is keen, and even if he walks far away, he can hear the "dumb" that the porridge stall owner and others complained about.

The man who spoke these words thought he could not hear.

The joy of "Lu Jianxing can buy things by himself" was mixed with the anger of "the little autistic being called dumb", Sheng Yexing felt powerless for the first time, but when he looked up, he still saw Lu Jianxing drinking the porridge in his hands.

He seemed to be able to sense that it was hot, so he pouted and blew on the porridge, then used a spoon to feed it into his mouth little by little.

Sheng Yexing's anger faded a little.

"Eat." Lu Jianxing took the initiative to greet him, without looking this way.If Sheng Yexing didn't have a bowl of porridge, he wouldn't know who he was talking to.

Sheng Yexing's anger faded a little.

After eating for a few minutes, Lu Jianxing licked the corner of his lips and turned to look at him.

He smiled at Sheng Yexing, "It's delicious."

Sheng Yexing let out a "hmm", followed his example and obediently bowed his head to drink his dinner.

Fuck, I won't buy from that store in the future.

*Quoted from "Soul Under the Stars" by Bi Shumin.