minus one degree moonlight

3:30pm, Sunday break.

Chen Yi hugged a quilt and a pillow, and moved from 413 to 406. On the way, buckwheat husks fell all over the floor. If the pillow cover was not caught under her arm by Qiu Sheng, she probably would have used it as a corridor mop.

This pillow was made by her mother herself. Fang Min, who has always been known for her rigorous teaching, probably never imagined that the pillows she sewed would have weak stitches one day—Chen Yi didn't quite believe it until a long hair fell behind her. Long a black line.

She turned the pillow on its side so that the notch was facing up, which prevented a complete leak.

The door of 406 was closed tightly, and there was a lot of noise inside, and a burst of laughter broke through the window.

Chen Yi stood still at the door, took a deep breath, and pushed the door open.

"Squeak——" The quilt was too big, unfortunately, Chen Yi and her belongings were stuck at the door, and she couldn't see what was going on when she looked up—the turned-up pillow blocked her view firmly.

A little embarrassing for a while.

Chen Yi's cheeks were slightly hot, but she was very experienced, so she squeezed in with brute force before it turned completely red and hot.

But... no one around noticed her.

The dormitory of the No. [-] Middle School is rectangular. On both sides of the entrance are two vertical cabinets, which are used to store personal items and are usually locked.

Next to the closet are two rows of upper and lower single beds. In the innermost part of the dormitory, there is a large window with barbed wire guards. Under the window is the sink. A one-foot-long mirror is hung on the wall. Opposite the mirror is the toilet.

Among the many middle schools in S City, there are probably not many dormitories with independent guards.

At this time, they were standing in front of the mirror and forming a group, talking about something, and the laughter just came from here.

Chen Yi stood still on the spot, looked towards bed No. 8, and threw the bedding on it.

She was alone.

She was a little lucky, for some reason, maybe the embarrassment just now was not noticed.But in addition to this luck, there is also a little uncomfortable feeling mixed in it... Chen Yi couldn't tell what it was for a while.

Surrounded by six girls, they were chatting enthusiastically, but Chen Yi couldn't see their faces, he poked there and didn't know what to do, so he had to fan the heat with his hands, and didn't know if it was really hot or fake.

In the gap between the crowd, there was a girl wearing black clothes, holding a wet dress that was dripping, telling ghost stories while wringing it dry.

"She heard someone coming in and was about to talk when the man patted her..."

"Don't shoot me!"

"Who took a picture of you, I was shocked!"

"Tell me, hurry up, and then?"

The people inside laughed so loudly that they couldn't help but hold back: "Are you listening or not?"

"Listen, please speak up."

A group of people have duplicity, their eyes are shining brightly, but their bodies are hugging each other very honestly. I don't know if they are taking the opportunity to avenge their personal revenge and pinch each other or cheer each other up...

"The man smiled at her, suddenly pointed over there, and said..." Her voice paused just right, then turned sharply, "Look who is outside the window!"

She pointed to the window, and the girls around them put themselves in their shoes and empathized with them. They fled out with a "wow", and slammed the door shut with a "bang".

Outside the door, there were long sighs and short sighs, and a scene of "I was scared to death" mixed together, so spectacular.

The girls inside were completely insane.

She raised her head and laughed loudly, the water in her hand dripped to the ground, she kicked her feet, and she was still laughing.

The laughter was hearty and pure, like a stream of sweet spring flowing straight down, bypassing the lush green forest, stepping over large and small rocks, falling to the ground like jade and beads, splashing fragrant soil, and smoke and dust rolled into the air for a while. Human fireworks.

Laughing so hard that tears were about to come out, Ji Shuang wiped the corners of her eyes, only then did she see Chen Yi who was poking aside with a smirk.

She shook off the water on her hands, wrung the shirt dry, and hung it on the hanger. The series of movements flowed smoothly, without affecting her greeting: "You...Chen Yi, right? The bed is over there, No. 8."

Ji Shuang's words were familiar, her tone was carefree, and the end of her voice had the tone of not finishing laughing just now, making her appear more casual.

Chen Yi: "I know."

Ji Shuang glanced at the upper bunk, saw a corner of the quilt exposed, and understood.

She went to the foot of the bed and took the clothes rail, and hung the clothes on the rope facing the window: "If you guys don't want to come back, don't come back."

"Boss, you can't let us go!"

"Yeah, it's not that the story you told is too scary..."

Ji Shuang secretly smiled.

"Boss, you have to promise not to talk before we go back."

"No, I still want to hear it! You don't want to listen to it and plug your ears."

Ji Shuang was speechless: "You guys love to go back or not, just have the guts, please don't tell me. Don't say you know me when you go out in the future, don't say that I am your dormitory manager...shame."

When Ji Shuang said this, he just hung up all the clothes in the basin, and smiled at Chen Yi: "Did you see, everyone is very sick."

Chen Yi smiled and sat on the bed.

Ji Shuang: "Come in soon, welcome your new roommate."

A group of people just came in and greeted Chen Yi. They were all familiar with each other. They were in the same grade, and some of them were quite familiar.Chen Yiji is not very good at facial expressions, and he often sees passers-by smiling at him, feeling extremely bewildered in his heart, watching them pass by in a daze - I don't know how many such embarrassing incidents have happened.

But remembering people's names is her strong point, and she can call all seven people's names accurately in less than one minute.

"You are on my upper bunk. From now on, we will be on upper and lower bunks. I like to turn over when I sleep...you can be more patient." This is Yang Xiaonan who is speaking. He is not as tall as Chen Yi's shoulders, but his figure is quite plump and round, with thick eyebrows. Eyes, smile like Zhang Huimei.

Chen Yidao: "There is no one who does not turn over while sleeping. I have been sleeping on the upper bunk for four years from junior high school to now, and I am used to it. It's okay." She reported to Zhang Huimei... Oh no, Yang Xiaonan smiled.

Yang Xiaonan seems to be very active, and his mouth can't be idle. Everyone in the dormitory is using this precious half afternoon to wash and sleep. Only Yang Xiaonan walks like the wind, laughing from time to time, turning 406 into a successful place. It became the most active and lively dormitory in the entire corridor.

Chen Yi climbed down from the upper bunk and heard Ji Shuang say, "Have you finished moving everything?"

Chen Yi froze for a moment, realized that she was talking to him, and was about to shake his head, but found that he really seemed to have something...not finished!

She ran out in a hurry.

Ji Shuang sighed, "Here comes another heartless one."

Chen Yi returned to the original dormitory, took out the remaining hot water bottle, washbasin, and slippers, and swept up the black line on the corridor by the way, throwing them into the trash can.

Since the classification of arts and sciences, in the entire 413 dormitory, only Chen Yi chose arts and sciences.

Division of arts and sciences is a very simple matter, but it is very complicated when it happens to Chen Yi.Last year, she was at the bottom of the class in her original class—mathematics, physics, and chemistry were horrible, but she was a subclass in politics, history, and geology, but she ranked in the top ten in the final exam.

Chen Yi believed that it wasn't that she studied politics, history and geography hard, but that... in this school where the arts and sciences were extremely unbalanced, most people didn't have the mentality to study literature.

Therefore, politics, history and geology are basically self-study classes, and the teachers of the three subjects are also quite powerless. However, the current situation is such that they have to turn a blind eye.

But Chen Yi is different.

She lost her mind in math class, dozed off listening to the voice of the physics teacher, and used the time in chemistry class to write in her diary.

Over the past year, the daily trivialities and sorrows and sorrows have filled the entire notebook.

And the eye-catching numbers on the report card are also clearly visible, which is extremely ironic.

No matter how you look at it, she is the one who should not hesitate in the arts and sciences.But she hesitated.

The head teacher called her out that day, and analyzed it for her gently and patiently...the advantages of the text selection outweighed the disadvantages, and at the end Chen Yi finally signed the class list.While the homeroom teacher let out a long breath, he saw Chen Yi bursting into tears.

Class teacher: "Chen Yi, it's fine. If you miss your teacher or classmate, you can come back and have a look."

Chen Yi burst into tears.

Class teacher: "Don't worry, you trust the teacher, and you will be happier and more confident when you study literature."

Chen Yi burst into tears.

The homeroom teacher was a little tongue-tied: "It's okay, Chen Yi, it's okay..."

Chen Yi burst into tears.

Thinking about it afterwards, Chen Yi didn't know why she was crying, but every time she recalled the scene when the head teacher patted her hands to comfort her that night, besides the warmth of being touched, it was more embarrassment that radiated from his bones, and he wanted to run away with his head in his arms. four miles away...

The original class and the liberal arts class are only separated by a hall and a classroom...

She doesn't miss those classmates who can't remember all the faces and haven't said a few words in a semester.

She really didn't know what she was crying for.

This is where the embarrassment lies.

What's even more embarrassing is that, in order not to recall this horrible experience, every time I saw the former head teacher, I would subconsciously take a detour.

In the following time, he almost never appeared in the original class.

Chen Yi came to the classroom and lay down on the table in a daze.

There were still 10 minutes before class, and the setting sun cast a large afterglow through the window, almost covering Chen Yi completely.The air conditioner is turned on in the classroom, and the temperature is low, so even at the end of summer, it still feels a bit chilly.

The seat next to him rang, and Chen Yi knew that his deskmate had arrived.

Liu Xuan obviously just took a shower and changed into new clothes, her hair is still half wet and half dry on her shoulders, she calculated the time, her hair will be dry in less than 20 minutes, she can tie her ponytail before class .

No shawls are allowed in schools as a rule, just as wandering around between classes is not allowed.

But it's better in the liberal arts class, and it's a little popular.Except for this classroom at the end of the corridor, the rest of the classroom was as quiet as if there was no one there, and there was a sound of needles falling, and one had to weigh the weight of one's feet when entering, so as not to disturb the students who were buried in their studies.

According to the teachers of the science class, "they are the only ones making noise on the whole floor!"

But there is no way, if the liberal arts class doesn't open their mouths, then the grades will probably be ruined.

Liu Xuan put a small pack of tissues on the table, took out one from it, and wiped the table.

She folded the tissue, got up, walked to the back corner, and threw it in the trash.

When she sat down again, Chen Yi half-closed his eyes: "Remember, the two of us are really destined for tissues."

Liu Xuan pushed the tissue to the center of the table: "That's right, who knew you were so good at using paper."

"I have a cold." Chen Yi turned over and turned his face to the window. "I catch a cold every time I take an exam. I provoke someone. But fortunately, I have you. I met a benefactor in the exam room. If it wasn't for you, my benefactor... ...I guess if you pass the grades, you won't be able to enter our liberal arts class, and if you can't get into the liberal arts class, you won't be able to meet you..."

"Okay, okay." Liu Xuan slapped back her hand that was pacing along the table, "That's enough."

Chen Yi withdrew his hand and breathed out a relieved breath.

She and Liu Xuan met in the examination room, one was in front and the other was behind. Liu Xuan didn't talk much, and was not surprised by others, and was quite decent and polite.The two of them got to know each other a little bit before the exam, and after the first round, the tissues on Chen Yi's desk ran out, just when her nose was running the most violently...

So he shamelessly borrowed paper from the man behind him.

The dear friend behind him was generous and gave her all the small package of delicate tissues.Chen Yi was so grateful for this, his nose flowed even more...

Unexpectedly, after changing the class, I found this girl who was at the same height as me at first sight and had a relationship with "borrowing paper".So Chen Yi continued to play the style of "talking to those who are silent, and being silent to those who talk too much", and sat in the penultimate row with Liu Xuan, near the window.

Before the class bell rang, Liu Xuan dried her hair, loosened it three times with a rubber band, and tied a slightly curled ponytail on her head.

There was a loud noise from far to near, and then a group of people stepped into the classroom.

They entered through the back door and woke up Chen Yi's drowsy dream. Without opening her eyes, she recognized a familiar voice from one of them: "Don't push me, look for the way! I'm not responsible for pushing you down. "

"How dare I make you responsible, and I'm not afraid that your squad leader will settle accounts with me..." The voice was full of laughter, bright and sharp, and finally added a ray of charm for no reason.

"Can't you just keep your voice down? No one will treat you as dumb if you don't shout."

"You're good at being cheap, who doesn't know, the class teacher—"

"Tang Xiaoxiao." Ji Shuang's voice sank.

Tang Xiaoxiao giggled as if she was drunk, and hurriedly apologized and hid in her seat.

"Okay, let's go back quickly. The class is over, and the teachers are here." The person who urged her was gentle. If Chen Yi hadn't listened carefully, he might not have heard her voice as thin as a mosquito.

When she heard the teacher coming, she rubbed her eyes and sat up straight, subconsciously cast a glance to the left.

I saw Ji Shuang being dragged into a seat by a person. That person was the girl who spoke just now. She usually keeps her head down and doesn't attract much attention.

Ji Shuang did not sit down, but pushed away the hand of her deskmate and walked forward.When she came to the single seat next to the podium, the person in that seat seemed to have eyes behind her back. Before she could stop, she raised her head and smiled.

Ji Shuang bowed her head, and before the political teacher stepped in, she kissed the boy on the face to the sound of high-heeled shoes and the babble of reciting in the classroom.