Fragrance of peaches and plums

He stood at the front door and said loudly, "Report teacher, I'm late!"

Hearing the sound, Wen Xi turned his head.

He was ready to see Wen Xi's surprised expression, and it would be better to add some helplessness to form a typical face of "broken heart for students".But Wen Xi looked at him, paused for a while on his hair, and smiled: "You're pretty handsome, come in."

"..."

His preparations, expectations, and even anxiety were all in vain.I can't tell whether it's loss or sadness in my heart, it's just empty.He went into the classroom and sat down listlessly. He didn't bother to care about the low-pitched comments of his classmates and Zhou Shen's scrutiny. The only thing left was for Wen Xi to carry him to the office after class.

After 10 minutes, the class finally came to an end.

"Xia Zhengyu." Wen Xi, as he wished, half-folded on the podium, and stopped him.

"Ah?" He pretended to be nonchalant and raised his head, just in time to meet Wen Xi's gaze.

Through the gold-rimmed glasses, this gaze seems to be gentler than usual, with a hint of a smile.This face was not too far away, just enough for him to see every detail clearly.But he didn't dare to look at it, for fear that his eyes would reveal the emotions and deeper feelings of last night.

Wen Xi propped his elbows on the table, pressed his chin against his chin, and smiled: "Is this hair made for me?"

This question is too straightforward.Xia Zhengyu was caught off guard, his unsteady heartbeat suddenly missed half a beat, subconsciously denied: "Why did you show it to me, I just like it, don't you also say you are handsome?"

"Didn't you show it to me?" Wen Xi's eyes showed something meaningful, and the ending of "ah" was extraordinarily long, "Well, it doesn't matter who you show it to. The dean will come to check the appearance in the afternoon. Your brain, have you figured out how to explain it?"

Xia Zhengyu: "What explanation do you want?"

Wen Xi: "It's really pretty. If you don't want a reasonable explanation, wouldn't you be ordered to dye it back as soon as it's done? It's not worth it."

He looked very sincere, as if he really planned to help him keep this hair.

This attitude is very friendly, but it is not what he wants!He hoped that he would be angry, annoyed, and worried, punish him to write a [-]-word self-criticism, and leave him alone for a week, so he persuaded him to dye his hair back...

"Let's do this." Suddenly, Wen Xi seemed to have thought of a way, and he tapped his index finger twice confidently, "I said, you are going to participate in a hip-hop competition soon, this hairstyle is used for the competition, how about it?" ?”

Xia Zhengyu: "...whatever."

"That's it. When the time comes, you can speak more sincerely. Zhou Shen, take a look at the situation and help him round it out." Wen Xi pointed Jiang Shan calmly.

Zhou Shen looked confused: "Okay..."

Wen Xi packed up the lesson plans and went out.

At this time, the broadcast of the exercises between classes had been floating in the air for a while, and most people in the classroom had already gone downstairs. Zhou Shen poked Xia Zhengyu: "Let's go, do morning exercises."

Xia Zhengyu was full of complexities, with a downcast expression, heaved a long sigh, and went to the playground with a hairstyle that everyone was looking forward to.