rose memory

Class A of the second year of high school.

There are still 10 minutes before the end of get out of class, Ji Qingchuan left some homework, as if there is something urgent, he went out first.

Shen Xing was writing math problems well, when suddenly there was a violent storm outside, God was like crazy, the howling wind blew the test aid banners in the corridor to bang bang, the next class was Class A of Senior Three, which was Song Yuanzai class.

Shen Xing raised his head, looked out of the window through the rain-soaked glass.

He planted a pine tree near the window, on the square of the school, and he was tortured to the point that it was not like a tree. people.

The angle of the math question was too tricky, and he wasn't sure if his answer was correct, but the rain interrupted his train of thought even more.

He didn't get upset by it, and he thought about the man again.

At that time, he and that boy were already very familiar, the so-called very familiar means playing with each other and sleeping in the same bed.

The young man said his name, but it was an English name, Shen Xing said that he didn't understand, and the young man fell silent, saying that he hadn't chosen a Chinese name yet.

Now that I think about it, if I speak Mandarin so well, I must have lived in China for a while, why I don’t even have a Chinese name, I’m afraid I don’t want to say it.

Shen Xing had no choice but to call him brother.

His brother was a very good young man, and Shen Xing could see the nobility in his brother's gestures, which was a temperament that Shen Xing had never seen before. There were all kinds of people in the small village, except that there were no rich people, and Someone like his brother.

He began to see his brother's incompatibility. He knew that his brother had a good life before, so he would often ask his brother how he was doing.

His brother cared about him a lot and never made any excessive demands.

Shen Xing sighed and thought to himself, so why do he care?Even if he had a bad time, he wouldn't talk about it according to the education his brother had received from childhood.

Oh, by the way, during that time his brother took classes with him as a transfer student, and his grades were extremely good, especially in mathematics, which he couldn't catch up with at that time.

But now we can definitely catch up...

He pointed the tip of the pen at the draft book and poked it, then suddenly the tip of his nose felt cold, and he realized that the window was not closed properly.

Raindrops drifted in, dizzying away the ink he had just touched with his pen tip.

He remembered that once when he and his brother went out, they came back in the rain. After finally taking a shower, his brother said that he was exhausted and refused to dry his hair.

A passionate march of the volunteers sounded.

After class was over, Shen Xing closed his homework and lay down on the table.

He thought wildly for 10 minutes.

In the afternoon, he was notified to go to the office. Under the distressed gaze of his deskmate, he left the classroom as if nothing had happened.

Then he met an acquaintance at the office.

Song Yuan and him are not in the same grade, and the offices of their class teachers are also different, so it is really weird to appear here.

Except for the unavoidable meeting of eyes when he just entered the door, Shen Xing never looked at Song Yuan again.

He glanced at his head teacher who was sitting on the chair, and felt that the other party's expression was very suspicious.

No blame or even a little... appreciation?

So it wasn't Mr. Ji who made the report?

So what does that mean?

He called the head teacher respectfully, who smiled kindly and nodded.

At this time Song Yuan greeted him from the side.

Shen Xing didn't embarrass him because there was someone by his side.

A round of conversation.

Shen Xing came out of the office with a gloomy face. He was sure that after Teacher Ji finished his small report and severely reprimanded him, his head teacher would regret the decision he made today.

Not to mention whether he could get a place in the math competition, he was disgusted just looking at Song Yuan.

The key is that his Chinese is bad. Even if the competition has added points and left a good impression on the admissions team, his total score will not be too outstanding in Class A where there are many talents.

He's not in a good mood either.

Shen Xing was very clear about what kind of person he was, he was stubborn and would not listen to persuasion, and he also liked to maliciously speculate on others.

Just like when the head teacher asked him to go over and give him this opportunity, what he immediately thought was not that the head teacher was doing it for his own good, but that the other party only cared about performance.

Shen Xing blinked, feeling that the sky outside was very dazzling, so he had no choice but to go back to the classroom.

The only thing that made him happy was that Song Yuan didn't bother him.

However, Song Yuan didn't bother him, it doesn't mean that other people will not appear in front of him to annoy him.

He was called to the office again, he thought, Ji Qingchuan really put on shoes for him.

He originally planned to stand still and listen to the brainwashing for a few minutes like last time, so that this matter can be left alone.

However, someone always gets in the way.

Just as Shen Xing's class teacher shook his head in disappointment and was about to start pouring the chicken soup, there was a knock on the door in the office.

Shen Xing guessed that another teacher had come, the head teacher was sitting, he was standing, and he was closer to the door, so naturally he opened the door.

However, after pushing the door open, his sloppy expression changed, his hands stiffened on the handle for a moment, and he took a step or two back calmly, as if he had seen some virus.

There was a flash of sadness on Song Yuan's face.

Song Yuan looked at Shen Xing's head teacher, asked about the general situation, and then began to say good things about Shen Xing to increase his impression.

But it just said how good Shen Xing was, and didn't defend Shen Xing, and didn't say something like "Shen Xing won't fall in love early."

Their conversation made many twists and turns, and while Shen Xing was not paying attention, they actually got around to Shen Xing's problems.

Song Yuan was slowly guiding the whole process, the head teacher might not feel it, but the observers around Shen Xing, Song Yuan's malicious intentions, he could hear clearly than anyone else.

Their communication became more and more in-depth, Shen Xing had no room to intervene at all.

He didn't have time to interrupt either, Song Yuan quickly proposed to help Shen Xing with tutoring during the competition after he came up with the results.

Shen Xing was startled, his instinctive reaction made his words skip the step of brain thinking.

Shen Xing: "No way!"

The homeroom teacher was taken aback by Shen Xing's suddenly raised voice, and looked at him puzzled.

Shen Xing didn't say anything, and he couldn't shake out all the grievances of his family, Shen Xing was a little angry, he gave Song Yuan a meaningful look, and went out without permission.

He walked quickly, and Song Yuan was explaining something to his class teacher. He didn't hear clearly, and went back to the classroom in a daze. When he stepped on the protruding stainless steel threshold, the bell rang, and the students in the classroom were basically Everyone was seated, and the class teacher also came to the podium ahead of time. He bowed apologetically and walked to his seat.

Song Yuan used to sway in front of him from time to time, saying things that he thought he cared about people but was actually disgusting. He just thought that Song Yuan's character was born like this.

But Song Yuan's method of dragging the head teacher into the same camp as him step by step, and bringing Shen Xing into the pit was unbelievably proficient.

People in the Song family are all good people. Some time ago, he actually thought that Song Yuan was different from others, that Song Yuan was just coerced and had to deceive him with others. Now it seems that Song Yuan is the mastermind.

It's fucking hilarious.

Before the evening self-study, the sports committee issued a number plate, Shen Xing's plate read 3A13, and Shen Xing's number was 13.

Apart from being convenient for identifying people, this number has no other meaning like the order of admission.

But when Shen Xing looked at this sign, he felt uncomfortable. Thirteen was not a very good number.

When Shen Xing came over this morning, he saw that the playground was almost set up, and the opening ceremony would be held tomorrow.

The sports meeting will last for two and a half days, and his high jump event will be in the afternoon of the second day.

In other words, he will have nothing to do tomorrow.

He can even skip school during the day and just study by himself at night.

But he wouldn't stop coming, he was wary of Song Yuan's tricks to add more details about his not coming to school to his head teacher, that would not be a monitoring method like making up lessons.

On the second day, Shen Xing got up, checked carefully to make sure he had a number plate, and then went out.

When he arrived in the classroom, Chen Yao greeted him, and said, "Just now, someone from the class next door in the third year of high school came to see you, the one who has been on the honor list, what is his name Song..."

Shen Xing put down his schoolbag, asked Chen Yao to help pin his number plate to his back, and said, "Song Yuan."

Chen Yao pinned the number plate and asked Shen Xing to help, saying, "Yes."

After Shen Xing pinned the number plate, Chen Yao turned around and asked, "What does he want you for?"

Shen Xing: "I don't know, I must be sick."

Chen Yao choked for a moment, and for a moment he was a little curious about who this school bully who made Shen Xing burst into foul language was.

Chen Yao: "Aren't you going to find him?"

Shen Xing: "You don't need to look for it." After a while, he will come over by himself.

After the opening ceremony and some messy procedures, Shen Xing planned to return to the classroom.

There is a small garden in front of the teaching building, where some low shrubs and colorful flowers are planted. There are many criss-cross paths paved with cement, which can accommodate two people walking side by side.

The garden was not big, Shen Xing stood on the outside of the garden, and could hear the voices of the people inside. He had no intention of eavesdropping, and when he was about to leave, he realized that the voice was very familiar, but he carefully recalled that no one's voice in the class matched it.

Shen Xing couldn't help but stop.

"Uncle Zhang, do you remember what happened to me before?"

The more Shen Xing listened, the more familiar the voice became. He walked closer, and saw a man standing on the path, talking with a middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man's face was clearly revealed in front of Shen Xing. It was Zhang Chengsan, the teaching director, and the young man in white...

Shen Xing suddenly realized that it was Meng Xian.

Meng Xian called the teaching director Uncle Zhang?

At this moment, the unsmiling dean in Shen Xing's impression showed a embarrassed smile, and said, "Xiao Xian, it's not that I don't want to talk about it, it's something from the past, you'd better not know about it."

Meng Xian asked: "So you know right?"

Shen Xing thought to himself, know what?What has Meng Xian experienced before?Why did the dean keep it secret?

The dean over there spoke again and said, "It's for your own good that your family members don't want to talk about it."

Meng Xian: "Yes, I see."

After Meng Xian finished speaking, he changed the subject and asked, "How long will this sports meeting last?"

Shen Xing heard the dean answer him for two and a half days.

Meng Xian looked up at the playground thoughtfully, and said, "Well, thank you, Uncle Zhang, I'll go and have a look."

Uncle Zhang smiled and said, "Okay."

Turned around and left.

Shen Xing didn't listen any more, seeing that Meng Xian had already walked away from the playground, he also wanted to go back to the classroom.

When going up the stairs, he saw Song Yuan standing at the stairs, as if he was waiting for someone, and when he saw Shen Xing approaching, he said, "Shen Xing, I was looking for you today but you are not here."

Now Shen Xing was only thinking about Meng Xian's business, he didn't bother arguing with Song Yuan at all, he said "um" and was about to go upstairs.

Song Yuan held him back, wanting to say something.

It was the first time for Song Yuan to pull his arm to separate the cloth, but the cloth was very thin. Shen Xing's physique was special, and no one else could touch him. Now Shen Xing's head was swollen, and his eyes were a little dark. He pulled Song Yuan's hand away. My head hurts and I shed some physiological tears.

Shen Xing turned around immediately.

There were not many tears, he blinked, and the tears were forced in.

When Shen Xing turned around again, he said, "Don't touch me."

Song Yuan took a step back, but not too far, and said, "I can explain what happened yesterday."

Shen Xing originally planned that no matter what Song Yuan said, he would just leave as nonsense, but once Song Yuan said this, Shen Xing didn't want to leave.

Shen Xing smiled lightly, with a sarcastic smile: "Don't say you want to cultivate your relationship with this."

Song Yuan stopped talking.

Shen Xing said "Stop being hypocritical." and left.