Absinthe

It is not compulsory to come to the evening self-study school on Sunday, but Zhong Xiu still came early.

Zhong Xiu saw Hao Ai from a long distance outside the school. Today he is not wearing a school uniform. He is wearing a large black hooded sweater and jeans, which is very youthful.

Hao Ai was buying small octopus balls at a stall in the snack street.Zhong Xiu passed by, hesitating whether to call him or not.Hao Ai suddenly turned around as if he had a telepathic connection with him, and then saw Zhong Xiu.

"Long time no see." It was still Hao Ai who greeted him first.

Obviously only saw it yesterday, Zhong Xiu thought silently, "What I saw yesterday was a ghost dancing in the square?"

Hao Ai smiled: "Hahaha, quickly delete yesterday's picture, it's like three autumns if we don't see each other every day."

After finishing speaking, he turned back to talk to the boss, "Boss, put more peppers, thank you."

The boss nodded again and again, "I know, you have to add more spice every time."

Hao Ai paid the money and took the yellow paper box from the boss. Inside the box were six round octopus balls, sprinkled with cheese and black pepper, and a lot of coriander.It was steaming, and the rich fragrance rushed into Zhong Xiu's nose.

The small meatballs just out of the pan were too hot to eat, so Hao Ai took off the lid and threw them into the trash can on the side of the road.

Holding the box, he asked Zhong Xiu: "Have you ever eaten small octopus balls from this store?"

"No." Zhong Xiu hasn't eaten anything from the snack street so far.

"Open your mouth." Hao Ai picked up a small ball with a stick, let it sit for a few seconds, waited for the heat to dissipate a little, and sent it to Zhong Xiu's mouth.

Seeing that it was close to his mouth, Zhong Xiu had no choice but to open his mouth and bite it.

Hao Ai blinked and asked, "Is it delicious?"

The taste of seasoning is a bit heavy.But Zhong Xiu looked at his bright eyes and smiling mouth, and said involuntarily, "It's delicious."

The two walked slowly along the road to the classroom. There was a long slope between the school gate and the teaching building.

Hao Ai said abruptly: "I want to skateboard in school, this place is really suitable. I have been thinking about it for more than a year."

The school security office is very strict in supervision. Cycling is not allowed in the school for fear of bumping into pedestrians, let alone skateboards, which cannot even be brought into the school.

Zhong Xiu said, "Stop dreaming, have you finished your homework?"

Hao Ai's face immediately fell down, and he said bitterly: "Which pot is not open, which pot should be lifted."

Zhong Xiu said coldly: "Go back and do your homework."

Hao Ai let go of his bold words, "I will skateboard here one day."

"Anyone who has a dream is great, let's finish the homework first."

There are very few people in the classroom, and there is no communication with each other. They are all immersed in their homework, so quiet that only the rustling sound of the pen tip rubbing against the paper can be heard.

Hao Ai finished the holiday homework without a single class, and he poked Zhong Xiu's back, which was sitting upright.

Zhong Xiu turned his head and asked him if he was okay.

He said, as if reporting work, "I've finished writing." Then he asked: "Going to eat?"

Zhong Xiu remembered that he had just finished half a box of octopus balls, and asked incredulously, "Didn't you just eat it?"

Hao Ai said without shame, "That's not a regular meal, homework consumes energy, and I'm growing, so eat more."

Zhong Xiu wanted to refuse, but Hao Ai begged again: "Go, go, come with me."

"Okay." Zhong Xiu finally agreed.

When going downstairs, he had to go through a long corridor and passed the competition class. Hao Ai took a look at the Hua Jing class, and it was dark and full of people.

Hao Ai whispered: "Look at our class, this is the gap."

The Huajing class was next to the corridor, and the two walked nearby, and saw two figures standing on the handrail of the stairs, one of them was Ning Yue, who was talking to the person opposite with his head raised.

The man was a head taller than him, and the profile of his profile was very deep under the light. He was wearing a white shirt and suit pants, and he was a bit cold.

The man said something plainly, Ning Yue raised his hand and wiped his eyes, then put it down quickly.

There was always a distance of more than one meter between him and Ning Yue, his expression did not show any fluctuations, and he did not intend to comfort him.

Although they didn't know each other for a long time, Zhong Xiu and Ning Yue had a lot of intersections. Ning Yue used to be in the chemical competition class, and Zhong Xiu was also a chemical competition player. The two often discussed competition issues together.In my impression, Ning Yue has a good temper and is a person who loves to laugh.

He asked: "The one next to Ning Yue is not a student, is he?"

Hao Ai nodded: "The chemistry teacher of the Huajing class, Ning Yue has always been taught by him in the Huajing class. I heard that he is very strict."

"Did Ning Yue cry?"

"It seems so."

The two looked at each other, seeing surprise in each other's eyes.

Zhong Xiu pointed to the corridor on the other side, "Let's pass over there."

Although he didn't know what happened, Ning Yue probably didn't want others to see this scene.

Hao Ai nodded, "Yes."

The teaching building has two corridors, which are convenient for students to enter and exit.The two took a long detour and went downstairs from the other side of the corridor.

The author says:

Spelling with others, a big guy coded 7 characters in 100 minutes, and I only coded more than [-] characters at this time: ...shame