Yi Xing

My aunt added blankets and pillows to my bay window.

I still think it's too cold by the window, so I don't want to stay on it for too long.

I smiled and agreed.

Recently, I can feel more and more warmth from my family, from Fu Yixing, and from her.

After I finished my homework, I took out the fifteen letters arranged in order in the drawer, climbed into my fluffy territory, and together with the No.16 letter I received today, I carefully admired them from beginning to end. over again.

Still shocked after reading it.

I couldn't help but start thinking about love, and I also started thinking about what Fu Yixing said about myself.

I guess she hasn't left yet, so can I talk to her in some way, thank her for liking me; I hope she can summon up courage when she meets a boy who makes her heart beat, forget it, Let a boy who is good enough fall in love with her first; tell her that I am willing to come out of the haze.

How should I convey these ideas to her?

At this time, I hoped that she was still paying attention to me like never before. She said in the letter that she had read the manuscript of my speech in the class before, and wanted to hear me read the manuscript and see it with her own eyes. display your status.

I know that Chinese teachers like to exchange high-quality articles written by students with each other. I must give another successful speech to let other classes know what Ren Ke said, so that teachers can show my articles with a smile on their faces.

Originally, it would take a while until my turn was due before the final exam, but I wanted to move forward, because I was afraid that she would leave early, and I was also afraid that I would gradually forget her intentions and lose interest in responding.But I need to prepare well. This unpublished manuscript carries too many things. It must be obscure but also very clear. Others cannot understand it, but let her know that it is written for her.

The weather is getting colder and colder, and the school changed radio exercises to running exercises.

In fact, radio exercises and running exercises are very ambiguous activities for teenagers who have love in their hearts.

Broadcasting exercises include body rotation.

Running exercises, running exercises can convey feelings more. The whole class lined up and ran around two sign barrels. People with the exact height difference can look at each other twice in a circle. You can also take a look at 50 meters.

When running, some people lower their eyes and stare at the ground, while others eagerly look forward to a suitable position, eager to see through.

Lu Juju's leg finally got better last month, and he was finally able to participate in such activities.

I know he likes Shan Yuhan, with his personality, he never hides his feelings.

I looked at him as I turned the sign bucket, my eyes sparkled, and I couldn't help but smile.

I've always been in a good mood recently, and I feel happy when I see his liking.

Probably because the smile on my face lasted for a while, when I ran to the middle of the playground, I met Fu Yixing face to face - he is the sports committee, leading the girls in front, and he and I were almost at the two ends of the queue, he looked at me and smiled up.

Those of us who are sixteen or seventeen are like mentally retarded.

The boys in the last few rows have been indulging in weird sports recently.

For example, when the teacher is writing on the blackboard, he rushes to the back door to do pull-ups, and withdraws to his seat after one pull-up. The teacher turns around and continues the lecture. Everyone pretends to look at the blackboard seriously, but in fact they all hold back their laughter. .

Another example is when you accidentally wipe the sign bucket while running, and then kick it secretly, pretending to inadvertently bring the sign bucket down.

I have always held an attitude of not participating in these activities but not reporting them. Although this kind of sneaky behavior is not elegant, I should not like it, but they can spread a happy mood, vulgar Yes, belongs to the happiness of this age.

Fu Yixing didn't have any objection to them doing pull-ups, but he felt very helpless about kicking the sign bucket.

The boys were delighted to see the little orange cone falling pitifully on the ground. The middle-aged and elderly school leaders couldn't understand it. They thought it was against the rules. Fu Yixing, he is the sports committee, other people just need to raise a secret smile when they see the reclining conical barrel, but Fu Yixing needs to withdraw from the team and help the thing up.

In the week when I started writing the speech, the boys were still friendly, and only kicked once or twice during the ten minutes of running, which also included someone knocking over by accident.

Before the speech, I deliberately told everyone around me, including the girls I know well, that this time I want to talk about love.

Consciously or unintentionally, I discussed with my classmates in the first year of high school, and asked a few people who were good at writing to help me revise the manuscript—these were all carried out in the corridor.

It's the most high-profile thing I've done since I was in high school.

The Chinese class that day was after the big break.

With the mentality of failing or succeeding, I inevitably became nervous. This nervousness is better than dancing at the opening ceremony, and it is also better than Fu Yixing's 1500-meter test before the 1000-meter race.

I feel parched, my body is extremely dehydrated, and my palms are still sweating.

During my morning run, I kept reading the speech silently in my mind.

Introductory remarks, argument, sub-arguments, arguments, conclusion.

A continuum of paragraphs.

Simple and rude total score structure.

Some uncommon but beautiful words.

I have never memorized an article so well.

Passing by the sign barrel again and again, I read that manuscript over and over again.

Probably because I was not paying attention when I was running, the music was only played halfway, and I actually got a bit of a gas...

This is embarrassing.

I slowed down my pace, raised my head to adjust my breathing, and saw a boy bring down the sign bucket from a distance.

In my opinion, his movements are like a slow-motion replay, a blatant and undisguised hook, and a smile admiring his masterpiece.

My classmates will not give up their bad taste just because I have a speech today.

I, who is going to give a speech today, will not feel happy because of their pranks.

The emptied sign bucket made me happy and gave me a ray of hope.

Fu Yixing had already passed that point, and he had to turn around again to lift the sign bucket up.

Now I'm going to do him a favor.

Enduring the pain and running to the turn-back point, I ran out of the team, squatted down and helped the fragile keg up.

Then untie the shoelaces and tie the bow again slowly.

After all this is done, I stand up.

Fu Yixing ran towards me again, and I smiled at him.

This guy is the only one other than the girl who is likely to understand this article, although he probably doesn't know how nervous I am right now.

He obviously understood that I was smiling at him, and he didn't understand a little bit, but he still smiled back at me.

Eye waves flow, like swimming fish kissing water.

I hope he can understand. Although he doesn't understand, she may understand, but if he understands, she will understand.

I whispered, "Listen carefully," as he circled the barrel of markers, and he nodded.

The thousand-word speech lasted only six or seven minutes, and because the theme was "love", almost everyone in the classroom listened carefully.

I carefully interpreted the word love and said it is beautiful.

I said that love can be the wind and sand in Loulan, or it can be the Populus euphratica in the desert.

Before it was over, I looked at Fu Yixing, who listened carefully and frowned.

Thinking that he once said he didn’t understand what it feels like to like, I still hope he understands. Although I have never liked anyone, the loved one knows the beauty of love best. Like is a two-way nourishing oasis.

I want to wish him good love.

Unsurprisingly, the speech was a success, and the benevolent Chinese old man Wang handed over the second half of the class to the juniors in the classroom for discussion.

Old man Wang said, at your age, you should talk about love.

When get out of class was over, I drove away Fu Yixing's deskmate, and asked impatiently, do you understand what I'm talking about?

Fu Yixing was in a daze, and his eyes were not focused. I stretched out my finger and waved in front of his eyes, calling him.

"Fu Yixing? President Fu? Brother Xing? A male god?"

He woke up with a start, "Huh?"

I asked again, "Do you understand what I'm saying?"

He nodded, "Love."

I shook him violently, "Where's witty Fu Fu? That's all you heard?"

Doesn't he know that I'm trying to talk to that girl? I think that girl will be more delicate than Mr. Fu, but I'm afraid she doesn't understand, so my preparations will be in vain. The article is only written for One person sees it, as long as one person understands it, and she doesn't understand it, what's the use of others praising me.

"I know, you are thanking her and wishing her well." Fu Yixing didn't disappoint me, he said again, "But there are other things that I don't quite understand yet."

"Then we can talk."

Fu Yixing said that he couldn't talk, he had to think for himself.

He likes to think alone, this is the case when doing math problems, and the same is true when doing physics problems. He doesn't discuss with others about life and beliefs, but he has made good calculations, at least not making mistakes.

My speech this time seemed to ignite a fuse in the class. The warm air from the air conditioner made people feel agitated, and it was more aphrodisiac than the spring that was still far away.

The most unlucky ones were the sign buckets, probably because the classroom doors were closed, making pull-ups impractical by pulling on the door frames.

Every time he runs, Fu Yixing has to hold the cone bucket at least ten times.

He didn't even have time to help, just as he straightened the sign bucket on this side, the one on the other side was kicked down again.

It's hard for me to look at him while running. I would rather believe that he is busy helping the sign bucket, otherwise, he is avoiding me.

He has no reason to avoid me.

Lu Yuanyuan sat with me when his legs and feet were comfortable. I sat inside and he sat inside, and I sat outside and he sat outside, so that we could talk comfortably, but he also blocked me from observing Fu Yixing.

Fu Yixing is very abnormal.

"Keke, do you think Mr. Fu is scary lately?" Tiao Tiao poked me with the cap of his pen.

This is another Chinese class, learning an article written by a foreigner. The article is very boring in our opinion.

Gu Yang turned his head before me and said, Mr. Fu has been very irritable recently.

I turned my head slightly, and whispered, is it because you kicked the sign barrel too much.

Both Yuan Yuan and Gu Yang argued for themselves: After everyone started playing, we stopped playing.

I rolled my eyes and said to Yuanyu, I saw you knocking one down today.

"I didn't mean it!" He yelled, and lowered his voice again, "I really didn't mean it. I wasn't careful."

His sound directly made us stand outside the classroom on the day when the cold wave came.

I, as a former good speaker, was especially scolded by the old man.

The front and rear doors of the class were tightly closed, and the cold wind howled and howled in the corridor.

Far away and Yang Yang squatted on the ground and fought. To be precise, Yang Yang beat Yuan far unilaterally and scolded his teammate as a pig.

I took advantage of the opportunity of being punished to stand to see Fu Yixing's situation from the window. He rested his chin with one hand, his eyes didn't know where to focus, his eyes were blue, his brows were deeply wrinkled, and he looked melancholy.

I think recently I can reasonably speculate that he may be in a relationship behind my back, and the time spent with me has dropped significantly.

Otherwise, you are worrying too much about the class flag bucket.

"Tell me, what's going on with Mr. Fu." I also knelt down and huddled together with them.

"Did you not sleep well, so you are in a bad mood?" Gu Yang proposed a direction.

Followed his words and thought about it, "Maybe it's because I worked too hard on that thing, so I went to bed late."

I quickly told them to shut up. If this topic does not stop, we can talk from the mainland to Hong Kong, go abroad to Japan, and cross the Pacific to the United States.

They are very knowledgeable.

"Anyway, it will be fine in a few days, what can be the matter." Tiao Tiao finally came to a conclusion, and then opened a new topic.

He was very encouraged by my speech and decided to confess his love to Shan Yuhan at Christmas.

Gu Yang said, it is impossible for her to fall in love with you.

There is a very tall building behind our teaching building, and the wind blowing on the side of the tall building is always like dying. I was a little delirious from the cold, squeezed between them, squatted firmly, and then said: "You guys are private Is there any communication down there?"

Lu Yuanyu took out his mobile phone and showed it to me. He and Shan Yuhan talked quite frequently, mainly asking about homework.

On social software, Shan Yu has more cold words, and uses emoticons very slipperily.

I told Yuan Yuan that it would be too presumptuous for you to confess without further communication.

"Why confession is to ask her to agree to me, I just want to tell her that I like her."

Gu Yang laughed at him, then don't cry when you are rejected.

"How can you be so strong and cry for a failure? I will cry when she rejects me ten times."

It wasn't until here that I realized that when Lu Tuantu told us that he was going to confess to Shan Yuhan, he was not asking for our opinion, he was just stating that he was going to confess and hoped for our help.

He has thought about it seriously and knows that he may be rejected [-]% of the time, but he still wants to confess.

For him, failure is the beginning.

Sixteen or seventeen-year-olds can create infinite possibilities. The unknown sender is extra careful because he likes it. Because he likes it, he is much braver than ordinary people.

There is no right or wrong in liking at the age of sixteen or seventeen, and you should not be constrained by forms or other people's pointers.

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and the palms of the three of us folded together, for the sake of being brave.

On Christmas Day, two major events occurred in Class [-] and [-] of Senior High School.

Lu Tiaoyuan confessed his love to Shan Yuhan in front of the whole class during the lunch break.

Fu Yixing lost his temper because of the sign bucket after Lu Yuanyuan confessed his love.

Both of these things were locked in Class [-], Grade [-].

No teacher knew about it, and no one passed it on to the outside world.

On Christmas Day, the weather is fine and suitable for marriage.The school atmosphere is also very good.

Before the lunch break, the radio station plays music that suits the occasion.

Except for "True Hero", which I am far away from.

Being handsome is a pass, otherwise this song would not have been released.

Gu Yang went to the office to ask the boss questions very loyally, and he was not allowed to come to the class to inspect——I carefully selected five chemistry calculation questions, and there were organs for each question, and forged five answers that were wrong to varying degrees. The mistakes are well-founded, and the traces of thinking are perfect, so that Boss Xie will not have the opportunity to drive him back to think on his own.

Originally, I was going to hold off Boss Xie, but Gu Yang couldn't bear to see him being rejected.

Yuan Yuan folded a huge heart for himself and bought a box of chocolates.

He knew that Shan Yuhan wouldn't eat his chocolate, so there was no point in making it himself, and homemade chocolate could be included in his confession later.

With a heart in one hand and chocolate in the other, Lu Yuyao walked up to Shan Yuhan's desk and said to her, "Shan Yuhan, I like you, at first because you are good-looking, and later because you took the trouble to tell me about my homework. "

His voice is not loud, even drowned in the background music at first.

But then the radio stopped and no one in the class spoke anymore, everyone was watching them except me.

I glanced at Fu Yixing, his eyes were full of surprise, and then he sensed my gaze.

I want to see Fu Yixing, who is thoughtful, and how Fu Yixing, who is in a bad mood recently, will react when he sees this scene.

In fact, he didn't react much. He lowered his head to write the paper after glancing at me. Recently, he was given a lot of tasks by the teacher who tutored the math competition.

And he also knows the ending.

But his reaction seemed to me to be too indifferent.For the sake of his bad mood, I choose to forgive him.

Shan Yuhan blushed, and whispered sorry to Yuan Yuan, she didn't feel that way.

Lu Yuyao said: "I knew you would reject me today, but I still confessed my love. I want to tell you that I will share my feelings with you on a beautiful day. I knew you would reject me, so I was mentally prepared, but you You really rejected me, and I am very sad, on the one hand, you rejected me, on the other hand, I feel that I am very sorry for my good brothers Ren Ke and Gu Yang, I beg them to help me."

The eyes of the whole class were focused on me.

Leaning against the wall, I was used to the long road without a muscle in my mind, and accepted the baptism of my eyes with a smile.

Putting chocolates and hearts on Shan Yuhan's table, he said, "I broke off the hearts and bought you chocolates."

Shan Yuhan stammered that she couldn't accept it.

Yuan Yuan took the love and chocolate back again, "I know you won't accept it, so I'll give the chocolate to Ren Ke, thank him for his help, he even ordered a song for me today, and he even found the boss Xie for me I am very touched by the way…”

Zhang Miaomiao, who was sitting in the row behind Shan Yuhan, suddenly smiled, "Ren Ke's true love is for Yuan Yuan. This confession is too careless."

Several people were amused by Miaomiao's words.

"Yuhan, you have to believe that I have no other thoughts about Ren Ke. I only regard him as a brother. I am sincere to you. Although Ren Ke is handsome, I am sincere to you."

I don't know which sentence Riao started from, some people looked at me a little sloppy, I don't blame them, but I can't blame the sad Ryo at this time.

I don't think Tiao Yuan can be allowed to continue talking, otherwise he must not be the only one who loses face in the end.

I walked to the podium, cleared my throat, and said, "Tiao Tiao knew he would be rejected but still confessed. He is very brave. Let's applaud him first, shall we?"

Scattered applause sounded, and finally joined together.

"There is no right or wrong to like. I don't think it's wrong to choose to confess. He just wants the person involved to witness this beautiful relationship with us. Some people here may think he is very naive and will I think he didn't consider it thoroughly, but his feelings are real, and there is nothing wrong with liking him, so I hope that all the students in our class know about this, and don't tell the teacher. It is well known that Hua'an's teachers don't like to participate in students. Emotional problems, knowing this matter, most blame us for disturbing the order of the lunch break, right?"

I believe that most of the students are tolerant and would not make a small report about such a thing, but they are also afraid that some people have bad intentions.

Shan Yuhan nodded, she didn't blame her.

Fu Yixing suddenly raised his head.

I dragged Lu Tiao back to my seat, and as soon as he sat down, he held my hand, looking like he was about to cry, and stuffed the chocolate into my arms, "Keke, you are so kind.

It was a bag of Hershey kisses. I unpacked it, peeled off the foil, and saw a thin note.

I stuffed the chocolate into Tiao's mouth and said "Mommy" to him.

He chewed in horror, and said vaguely: "Why do I think you are gay in gay?"

"Being gay in gay is gay in being gay, don't be sad, ah."

Yuan Yuan nodded, "The Prince of Scotland has lost seven battles, and I'm going to start over."

Fu Yixing stood up suddenly, and the chair behind him brushed hard on the ground.

He also walked onto the podium, talking blankly about the sign barrels that have been knocked down frequently recently.

"Because the sign buckets are always kicked down, our class's running scores have always been low."

Fu Yixing's appearance is stern. On weekdays, he treats ordinary classmates. Although he doesn't smile, he feels alienated and not serious. Now, although he doesn't have a big expression, his whole body reveals a chilling aura .

The north wind whirls up the dead leaves.

He was not as angry with me last time.

Now he is like a dormant volcano, he doesn't need to announce that he will erupt, but everyone knows that there is lava brewing under his body.

The class that was still excited about the journey just now suddenly fell silent.

It's silence, not just silence.

"Running scores are related to the evaluation of civilized classes. I know you don't care whether there are mobile red flags, but Teacher Xie told me that if we were not rated as excellent because of this incident, all the students who participated in kicking the flag bucket would not be able to." Participating in the evaluation of the three best students, do you think that our class should be the best in the whole class? Does good grades mean that you have good character?"

"Now start to run well, clean up the dry area, and there is still a chance to redeem it. I can also pretend that I didn't say anything at noon today. I know who kicked the sign bucket. The next class is waiting for us to let it out. Quota, please do it yourself."

In fact, he didn't need to say at noon that someone went home to take a nap, and the class was not full.

Fu Yi walked down, and when I saw the front and back doors locked by my own hands, I suddenly understood why he had an attack now.

At noon on Christmas day, in Class [-] and [-], nothing happened.

I reached out to block his way, peeled off a piece of candy wrapper, and saw another meme.

He lowered his head to look at me, this time I actually felt the tiredness in his eyes, the eyes of a person who was so stern just now are soft, but he looks a little tired.

I'm afraid he really hasn't slept well for several days.

I stood up and stuffed the chocolate into his mouth, and said, "Like Fu Fu, okay?"