Fragrance of peaches and plums

That scene overlapped with the present one, and finally superimposed into Xia Zhengyu's walking figure.Maybe it was because grandma was in good health, or maybe it was because he was there, the words "in a good mood" were written all over Xia Zhengyu's face.

How come you feel good so easily.

Wen Xi looked at him, his heart was like filling in quicksand, hot and soft, but luckily it was wrapped in skin.

In less than half an hour, grandma's potion was finished.Wen Xi accompanied Xia Zhengyu and grandma back home, and helped grandma settle down to sleep.After finishing all this, it was already past nine o'clock.Wen Xi looked at his watch, as if he was about to leave.Xia Zhengyu didn't want to part with him, he forgot the warning he gave himself before, and became greedy.

"Teacher Wen, have you... haven't had dinner yet?" He finally found a reason.

Wen Xi turned his head to look at him with calm eyes, but Xia Zhengyu felt guilty, and felt that this look directly penetrated into his heart.He avoided this look and was ready for the excuse to be invalid.

"Yes." Wen Xi said, "It's not because of you, you have to help me with this meal!"

Xia Zhengyu was so pleasantly surprised that his heart clicked, he nodded quickly, and stuck out his tongue: "Of course, of course, the food outside is not delicious. Let me make it for you. My cooking skills are not bad!"

Wen Xi nodded: "Okay."

Xia Zhengyu smirked unconsciously, and while staring at Wen Xi, he began to make the meal.

As if his soul was out of his body, he ran to get the rice cooker to cook, and found that grandma had made rice before.I had no choice but to put it down resentfully, and pressed the heat preservation button.Looking for food again, muttering words to match the existing ingredients.After tossing around like this for a while, I finally calmed down, and looked into the living room to make sure that Wen Xi was still there, so I felt relieved.

His excitement and panic were all under Wen Xi's eyes.

The age difference and experience of five or six years did allow Wen Xi to see Xia Zhengyu's transparent mind at a glance, but he did not feel comfortable with it.Even, even the idea of ​​finding a way to resolve the problem before is blurred now.

He didn't know why he said that sentence just now. He obviously shouldn't have given Xia Zhengyu a chance, but he couldn't help but want to see Xia Zhengyu happy, like a child.

This is a dangerous signal.For this reason, he felt a little confused and slightly afraid.

Ten minutes later, Xia Zhengyu came out with a dish and a soup.The soup is seaweed and egg soup, and the dish is fried shredded pork with parsley.With his apron still on, he stood in front of Wen Xi with his head bowed: "Teacher, it's time to eat."

Wen Xi looked up and saw a rare shyness on his face, bright eyes with anticipation.Wen Xi said "thank you", accepted his expectation and kindness, and sat down at the dining table.Xia Zhengyu immediately followed over, filled him with food, and filled half a bowl for himself.

"Teacher, I will eat with you."

The pink polka-dot apron and Xia Zhengyu have a wonderful sense of harmony.He sat there, looking at Wen Xi expectantly, he was really, a little too cute.This guy is acting like a baby on purpose, with intentions... Wen Xi understands all of this.

He also understood that facing this Xia Zhengyu, the rational and correct way to do it was to be indifferent and not to be an example.However, he enjoyed it very much, and even felt a suppressed and secret pleasure, giving birth to the desire to break through the cage.

Dangers and taboos are both imprisonment and catalysts, making people want to stop.

The meal was so difficult that neither of them spoke much.I don't know if it's a tacit understanding or a coincidence, but the meal that can be eaten in 10 minutes has been delayed for half an hour.

After dinner, there is no reason to stay.Xia Zhengyu reluctantly sent the person out, and put back the deliberate coquettishness he had been about to move before. He seemed no longer in a state of indulging, said "Goodbye, teacher", and then watched Wen Xi enter the elevator eagerly.

The turn of the week, the papers for the mid-term exam have been corrected, and the grade book will be sent out on Tuesday.When it was passed on to Xia Zhengyu, it was Wen Xi's self-study class. He was nervous for no reason, turned to the second page, and began to look for his name.

Scanning the entire page, I didn't see myself, and my heart immediately hung up, a little lost.Reluctant to look for the next page, I stubbornly scanned this page again.

"Front." The slender fingers stretched out, pinched the corner of the page, turned to the first page, tapped the index finger, and pointed to the word Xia Zhengyu, "Class eleven, grade 53."

Xia Zhengyu stared at his name.The results exceeded my expectations, but the first thing I felt was not joy, but a slight fear like a catastrophe.He swallowed his throat, for a moment, looked up at Wen Xi, and smiled at him.

Wen Xi raised the corner of his mouth to respond to him: "I have made great progress, keep working hard."

After speaking, he paced back to the podium.

Xia Zhengyu copied down his grades, did not let himself stay in this joy for too long, and took out the exercises on the table.

This time, he was down-to-earth and prepared to devote himself to studying this matter seriously.No longer staring at staged victories, but also told himself not to be discouraged by ups and downs in the future, and secretly determined his inner goal-the college entrance examination a year later, he will be admitted to University A.

During the class break in the evening, he received a message from Yang Xinxin.It was a long passage, first I congratulated him on his progress, and then taught him as usual.In the past, he thought that Yang Xinxin was too emotional, but now his mentality has changed, and he began to understand the care in it, so he also replied for a long time.

After class, I received another note thrown diagonally from behind.He turned his head and met Wu Baiwan's gaze. The other party pursed his lips and smiled, and secretly gave him a thumbs up.

The note said: You are pretty good, welcome back to the upper circle.

There is also a hand drawn in the back, which is a popular expression recently.This is not in line with Wu Baiwan's style.She is excellent, but her manner has never been playful. Passing notes to boys and drawing emoticons are basically tantamount to cryptic confession.

Xia Zhengyu was surprised and troubled.

He tilted his head slightly to look at Zhou Shen, feeling even more embarrassed.

Zhou Shen has been estranged from him recently, he wasn't sure if it was because of Wu Baiwan, but he didn't care about it because he thought he was standing up straight.Now that such a note came, if he didn't be a cousin, Zhou Shen might really get angry with him.

"Hey, I'll show you something." He touched Zhou Shen.

Zhou Shen originally had his back turned to him, but when he poked, Zhou Shen put down his hand and turned around with a not enthusiastic expression.He didn't care about it, and stuffed the note: "I didn't mean to show off, just to let you know. Otherwise, you will find out from other places in the future, and you will blame me even more."

Zhou Shen stared at the note for several seconds, the expression on his face remained frozen, and he seemed to have no intention of speaking.Xia Zhengyu felt that he should be honest. If Zhou Shen was still uncomfortable, there was nothing he could do.Wu Baiwan's side, he doesn't plan to go back.

If you don't like it, you should be indifferent, even indifferent, and any tenderness is considered temptation.

He twisted his neck, picked up the exercise book, and started to brush it up.The cold atmosphere without communication lasted for half a class, and Zhou Shen finally responded.He pushed over a draft book, and on the white pages was written: I understand.

Xia Zhengyu said "Hey", laughing, Zhou Shen immediately elbowed him, and said in a low voice, "Smile!"

Xia Zhengyu suppressed his laughter, instead of passing the note to him, he leaned over and said maliciously, "Are you jealous recently?"

"No way?" Zhou Shen took back his draft book.

Xia Zhengyu said: "Didn't I say that I'm boring? What are you worried about?"

"You're boring, she's interesting." Zhou Shen finally looked at him with an angry face, "Do you know that after you asked her a question last time, she often peeked at you? Every time you take a book to In the office, she was very disappointed, so I pointed you to ask her!"

Xia Zhengyu was confident: "I don't pay attention to her, how do I know this?"

"Then you still seduce her!" Zhou Shen was unreasonable.

Xia Zhengyu: "Where do I have it? I don't have any extravagant thoughts, it's all because of her overcompensation, commonly known as self-importance!"

Zhou Shen: "Then tell me, how can you not be self-indulgent?"

"If you love me, if you seduce each other, you don't call yourself affectionate, for example..." Xia Zhengyu stopped at this point.

Zhou Shen waited for a while, seeing that he was at a loss for words, urged him to ask, "Give me an example."He waved his hand, refused with "don't talk so much in class", and stopped arguing with Zhou Shen, acting like a good student.Zhou Shen let out a "cut", but he was in a good mood.

How can it be called not being self-indulgent?What he thought of just now was Wen Xi.

For so long in the past, he would go to Wen Xi's office, occupy his desk, occupy his time, and even play willful temper from time to time.Wen Xi tolerated all of these.He could feel that Wen Xi tolerated him not because he was a teacher, but because he enjoyed him so much that he followed him in everything.

This is not a wish to fight and a wish to suffer... Oh no, this is not love, what is it?

The words "two love each other" swirled in his head, stirring up waves in his heart, and he was very happy.Not long ago, he liked the state where he could dominate Wenxi every day.Now, he suddenly realized Wen Xi's acquiescence to him, and fell in love with this acquiescence.He found that he liked Wen Xi and everything Wen Xi gave him.

So, I was a little dissatisfied with such a restrained "compassionate love", and wanted to push a little bit further.

The mid-term grades had a sense of existence among the students for two days, and were soon replaced by a new topic-classification.

There are not many left in the second year of high school. They are still in the classroom of the second year of high school, and they are all worried about the last year. One of the most important things is class placement.

Although the policy prevents schools from distinguishing good classes from bad classes, the so-called "fairness" is actually impossible in the actual implementation of teaching.Or it can be said that if all students are randomly distributed as required by the policy, that is actually an unfairness and a formalism that wastes educational resources.

Therefore, the reclassification in the third year of senior high school must be based on the results.Excellent students will be together, and good teachers will also be assigned to excellent classes to teach.If you want to get that learning environment and the teaching of those good teachers, you have to work hard to improve your grades.

"Which class will Wenxi teach?" All the students in Class 1 of Senior Two were asking this question.

After half a semester, everyone likes this good-looking teacher who can teach, and they can't wait to follow him into the third year of high school.Such a teacher, in fact, there is no need to guess, he will probably sit in the top class.

There are fifty students in a class, and Xia Zhengyu's mid-term result is 53rd in the grade.outside the security circle.