Absinthe

"Zhong Xiu, school is about to start soon, and I have to take my heart back. A change of environment will not affect your grades. I know you have always been obedient." Yang Yingqiong fiddled with the jade bracelet on her wrist, and changed the topic, " I see that you still brought your skateboard here in the trunk. It’s not that your mother objected to you playing. You will be a sophomore at the beginning of school. you said before……"

In a silver-gray Audi driving to the family courtyard of the municipal government, a woman sat in the co-pilot and talked to herself. Although she didn't look back, Zhong Xiu who was sitting in the back seemed to feel that the woman was like a needle. Sharp eyes.

Summer is coming to an end, and the woman's voice is as noisy as the tireless cicadas on the tree.

Zhong Xiu put on the earphone again and said casually: "I see."

Mother Zhong felt that he had listened, so she nodded, closed her eyes and rested, and stopped talking.

The car was quiet again.Zhong Xiu lowered half the car window. This is the first large gas station just off the expressway. The fuel in their car box is not enough to support the family courtyard of the municipal government some distance away, so they need to stop to refuel.At this time, the cars in front were lining up in a long line, moving forward bit by bit.

Suddenly, a motorcycle passed by the window at high speed, Zhong Xiu only felt a gust of hot wind blowing towards his face, blowing his face with indescribable heat.

He looked out the window, and saw that red and black motorcycle parked next to the nearest fuel tanker, and a boy about his age was sitting on it, with a slender figure and a clean and good-looking side face.

"Sister, can you add it to me first? I'm in a hurry to deliver food." The boy had two long legs on the ground, and there were several scars of different lengths on his slender and white legs. A yellow scarf was tied behind his motorcycle. takeaway boxes.

The distance was not too far, Zhong Xiu could clearly see that the boy was wearing an ordinary white t-shirt, shorts, and sunglasses.The hair grows behind the ear, and a cigarette is pinned to the left ear. The upper hair is tied with a rubber band, and the lower hair is shaved, revealing the blue stubble.

He is very good-looking and full of hormones, no girl can stand it when he sees him.

The refueling staff is a girl in her 20s. When she first saw such a good-looking boy, she couldn't hide the smile from the corner of her eyes: "Then you have to come first, first served."

"Everyone agreed, didn't you, brother?" The boy smiled with a slight dimple, looking harmless.

The elder brother in his 40s and [-]s was riding an old three-wheeled motorcycle, and smiled with a good temper: "Well, let him go first."

So the oiler refueled his motorcycle first.

"Okay, 140 seven."

"Ah, good." The boy bent down and took out the large pocket of the overalls, and took out a coin purse from it. There were red, green and purple banknotes in a thick stack. The boy carefully pulled out a few and counted them. After a while, two more coins were poured out of it.

The big brother behind laughed, "How long have you been saving money?"

The boy handed the money to the gas worker, then turned his head and smiled at his elder brother: "It's all worth it."

He was still in a hurry to deliver the food, so he didn't stay long, thanked the refueling staff and his brother, put on his sunglasses, and rode a motorcycle whizzing past like a gust of wind.

Zhong Xiu tried his best to turn his thoughts back, but he still couldn't help but think of the boy's every move just now. Although he looks so cool, he smiles very sweetly.

The sound of cicadas in my ears gradually faded away, leaving only the roar of the motorcycle engine.

The car restarted again, and scenes of scenery flashed through the window.Zhong Xiu didn't want to look out the window, but was bored playing with his mobile phone. The class group was discussing the holidays in full swing, and as the school was approaching, they asked each other if they had finished their homework.

Someone Aite Zhongxiu: Is the god of learning here?I want to borrow your chemistry homework at the beginning of school.

This is a common practice. Zhong Xiu's original school was a key provincial school, and his class was also a competition class, filled with top students in the grade. Of course, borrowing homework is not just for copying.

Their chemistry teacher is extremely perverted, and there are too many homework assignments, including many super-syllabus competition questions.Zhong Xiu started to participate in the competition class at the request of his mother since elementary school, and he is very familiar with the competition questions.Moreover, he is smart and hardworking. The competition for the top few positions is fierce, and his ranking will change every time the exam results. Only Zhong Xiu can widen the gap with others in all subjects and firmly sit on the first place.

Chemistry is Zhong Xiu's strong point, and he won the first prize in a national competition.His problem-solving method is very unique, and he can solve it from an angle that others can't think of every time, and the steps are simple and clear, which can provide others with ideas and inspiration.So the students are scrambling to see his chemistry homework.

Zhong Xiu typed words in the dialog box for a long time, repeated deletions, and finally returned only four words: I transferred to another school.

The group was quiet for a few seconds, and then people who hadn't spoken before bubbled up one after another, and the class group exploded into a pot of porridge.

Zhong Xiu resumed diving again. The transfer was rather sudden, and he didn't tell anyone except a few close friends.

There was a new message in the conversation box, it was sent by Fang Cheng, Fang Cheng was one of his few good friends, his avatar was a dog head emoticon pack.

Fang Cheng: Did you write your chemistry homework?

wrote.Zhong Xiu replied truthfully.

Although he had to transfer schools, Zhong Xiu still finished all his homework seriously.

Fang Cheng: I knew it!As expected of you!I couldn't figure out a few questions, and I couldn't find them when I searched for them with Xiaoyuan.

Then he sent a few more photos, all of which were questions on the chemistry test paper. Zhong Xiu glanced at it briefly, and then he had an idea. He replied: I am still on the way, and I will explain it to you when I get to the place.

Fang Cheng said excitedly: "Okay!! Thank God thank you for letting me meet you!"

Zhong Xiu couldn't help laughing, but he didn't know how to respond. He was quite boring, and he was very bad at chatting and answering questions. Every time he talked with Fang Cheng for more than 5 minutes, it was the other party who insisted.

After a while, Fang Cheng sent another voice, his voice lowered, a little lost: "I'll go and play with you when the holidays are over."

"it is good."