Fragrance of peaches and plums

In the afternoon, the teaching director came to check his appearance, and Wen Xi followed.

Xia Zhengyu's head really attracted the director's attention, and he was asked to dye it back on the spot. He pursed his lips, and the lines he had said in the morning were all on his lips, and he couldn't open his mouth. Zhou Shen was worried for him.After the dean gave the order, he said to the student union management behind him: "Deduct this classmate..."

"Director, Xia Zhengyu will have an off-campus performance competition in two days. This is his look, and I approved it." Wen Xi interrupted the director, talking nonsense without changing his face, "Children have stage dreams, I think It should still be supported."

The teaching director listened, showing suspicion, looked at Wen Xi, then at Xia Zhengyu: "What show?"

Xia Zhengyu bit the bullet: "Street dance."

The dean frowned and pondered for a while, then let him go: "Don't be an example! I will dye it back after the performance!"

Xia Zhengyu didn't say a word, and secretly glanced at Wen Xi.The latter remained calm and continued to follow the dean to check on others.When they left, Zhou Shen, who had been assigned the task of Circus, heaved a sigh of relief, and looked at Xia Zhengyu's head in relief.

"Fortunately, I saved it, Teacher Wen is so kind to you!"

"What's the matter, he's just messing with me." Xia Zhengyu muttered in a low voice, and raised his hand to stroke his blue hair, feeling a little bit reluctant.It's better to stay for a while, anyway, Wen Xi lied and left it for him.

Rounding it up, it could be considered that Wen Xi was worried about him.He held back his unhappiness all night, so he released more.Looking back at Wen Xi's back for a while, she decided to forgive him.

The mid-term exam was on the last two days of this week, and he had been working hard for so long, waiting for this exam to test his results.After losing my temper, I have to obediently catch up on my studies.

In the evening, he went to the office to write questions as usual, holding books in more than one subject, and arrogantly occupied Wenxi's desk.

Wen Xi looked at it, but didn't say anything about him, and each of them used half of the table.If other students came to the teacher to ask questions, they would only do it on Wenxi's side.Most of the time, it's just the two of them.

Xia Zhengyu liked this scene and the atmosphere very much.When I get tired of writing inscriptions, I always feel safe and at ease when I take a sneak peek at Wen Xi.

He didn't know how his mood developed to this point, but he loved this state so much.Thoughtful, hopeful every day, full of expectations for myself, for learning, and for the future.If he can keep doing this, he will be satisfied.

Experience told him that people should be content and not extravagant, otherwise they will be disillusioned and even bring shame on themselves.

On Thursday, the exams began.

Even though he was reported for cheating in the last monthly exam and wrote a self-criticism, Wen Xi didn't investigate further, so his grades counted.The examination room was arranged according to the results, and he happened to be taking the exam in this class, so he sat back in the seat in the last row before him.

And this examination room was invigilated by Wen Xi.For this reason, Xia Zhengyu was secretly happy.

It's too simple to like someone's performance in adolescence.

The way he gets pleasure from this liking is to find time to watch Wenxi between exams.It is very pleasant to watch Teacher Wen's flourishing beauty from a distance. If Teacher Sheng happens to meet his eyes, the pleasure will be doubled immediately, and it will evolve into an embarrassing term: happiness.

He counted the four exams in two days, the number of times Wen Xi and him looked at each other was thirteen times, an average of three times in each exam.The extra time happened after the last game.

As the last one in the row, he collected the test papers from back to front and handed them to the podium. When Wen Xi raised his head and said "thank you", he looked into his eyes.There was a string in his heart, and it suddenly tensed up, very tight, swollen, and a little hot.

"The glutinous rice cake you gave me last time was delicious, and I kept forgetting to say thank you to your family. How about I go to your house for a home visit this weekend?" Wen Xi said slowly, the words fell into Xia Zhengyu's ears , was automatically translated into "meet the parents".

"..." He was a little ashamed of his self-indulgence, and was speechless for a while.

"Xiaoxi!" A strange but familiar voice came from the door of the classroom, and Xia Zhengyu turned his head to look faster than Wenxi.It was the man named Zhong Man, who was shaking the car key in his hand at Wen Xi, "It's almost ready, let's go!"

Xia Zhengyu panicked inexplicably, staring at Wen Xi's reaction.

Wen Xi stacked up several stacks of test papers, looked at the watch in his hand, and said to Zhong Man: "It's so early, isn't it too attentive?"

"Isn't this all about saving you? I've racked my brains!" Zhong Man raised his eyebrows at him, then recognized Xia Zhengyu as the student in the office a few days ago, and greeted him, "This Classmate, hello, we meet again!"

When Xia Zhengyu saw him, he felt an indescribable anger in his heart.His character has hardened, with sharp edges and corners, and there is absolutely no reason to pretend to be friendly even if he is wronged.Facing Zhong Man's greeting, he turned a blind eye.

"No one in my family can accept the teacher's home visit. If I have any questions, you can just mention me to train!"

He coldly recalled what Wen Xi said just now, bent across the desk and took out the key from the drawer, ran out of the classroom with a gloomy expression without packing anything else.

Zhong Man was shocked by the wind brought by his passing by. He was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled: "You student, you are very hostile to me?"

Wen Xi smiled, sighed and shook his head, ignoring the problem: "I'll go and put some things away, and I'll go right away."

The two walked to the office, and Zhong Man told him about the itinerary for a while: "In order to pick you up as soon as possible, I haven't bought anything yet. According to Bai Sulei's personality, it must be difficult to pass. Now that we have reconciled and become friends, we will also be like A friend, give her some thoughtful discharge gifts."

After hearing this, Wen Xi said indifferently: "Okay, you choose, and the fee will be shared equally."

Zhong Man pointed at him: "I choose? This job is too tiring, you choose, and I will pay for it."

While talking, the two had arrived at the door of the office.Wen Xi first went in and locked the test paper, took out the key and mobile phone, and then answered Zhong Man's words: "Just give it away, cosmetics or something. Didn't you pass by a shopping mall on the way?"

"This gift is really popular, and I don't care about it at all." Zhong Man commented, and then teased Wen Xi, "Oh, don't you think that the difference between liking someone and not liking someone is really too much?" Obvious."

Wen Xi said, "Oh, is there?"

"Of course!" Zhong Man snapped his fingers, "When you like someone, you are careful in every way, always able to grasp the mood and preferences of others, and always find reasons to cover up your selfishness when you are nice to them. Also, I don't know you Is it on purpose, you are playing hard to get, you are so good, I was almost killed by you..."

"Zhong Man." Wen Xi interrupted him, looked sideways, with a serious expression, "Whether I like a person or not, the biggest difference is that if I don't like it, I will never mention it again."

Zhong Man was choked by him, and said "Mmm" embarrassingly, followed him: "Okay, okay, don't mention the past, don't mention the past."

The two discussed the gift for Bai Sulei again, and boarded Zhong Man's car at the school gate.

None of them noticed that there was a pair of eyes looking at their figure from afar, sparks popped out of their eyes.But as their car drove away and passed the traffic light, there was only a small dot left, and the fire and other emotions in those eyes turned into thick and sticky entanglement and depression.

Xia Zhengyu relied on his own associations to supplement and recreate, weaving countless stories for the relationship between Wen Xi and Zhong Man.

He remembered that on Sunday evening, Wen Xi first answered a painful phone call, and then Zhong Man came out at night, saying that he was unhappy and wanted to take him to eat supper and drink.Today, Zhong Man said something again "in order to save you", and came to pick him up early, but he didn't know what to do...

After making a general contact, it is very likely that Zhong Man is the person on the phone.But he was able to make Wen Xi suffer one second, and coax Wen Xi to tilt his head and smile at him the next.

Such people are generally not good people.

This is just one of the conjectures, there are others.But Xia Zhengyu thought about it, and felt that this was the most reliable.Thus, the judgment that "Zhong Man is Wen Xi's predecessor" firmly stuck in his mind.

This judgment not only made him feel jealous and sad, but also a little self-deceivingly happy-if Wen Xi's ex was Zhong Man, and Zhong Man was a man, then why is it impossible for him?

With such a sour mood, he walked home slowly.

There was a lot of delay on the road, and when we got home, it was already dark.He pushed open the door of the house, and unexpectedly found that the lights were not turned on at home, and it was very quiet.He immediately had a bad feeling, hurriedly pulled out the key, and ran into the living room without changing his shoes.

"grandmother!"

No one answered.

The bad premonition suddenly turned into something solid, pressing on his beating heart.He turned around and ran into the kitchen, and sure enough, he saw grandma lying on the ground, the pot on the stove was not covered, and the number displayed on the rice cooker was already "0".

"Grandma, grandma!" He helped grandma up, rubbed his thumb twice on the knuckles of his index finger, and then went to pinch grandma.

It didn't work.

He took a deep breath and felt for grandma's pulse to make sure the beating was normal.Then he took out his phone and looked through the address book. After two rounds, he found the number of his little uncle Xia Jun.He didn't want to dial this number from the bottom of his heart, but now he had no choice but to turn to him for help.

The bell rang five or six times, and the other side answered: "Hey, it's Xiaoyu! Why did you remember to call uncle?"

"Grandma fainted and has to be sent to the hospital. Can you...can you come here?" Xia Zhengyu asked a little falsely, thinking that Xia Zhengyu would step into their house when he came, and couldn't help feeling sick.

Hearing what he said, Xia Jun didn't seem to be in a hurry or surprised, and said, "Don't worry, old people often do this. If you dial 120 emergency number, someone from the hospital will come to answer it soon. What about you now, Carry grandma to a ventilated place, let her lie flat, and breathe easier..."

"Aren't you going to come?" Xia Zhengyu interrupted him with a heavy tone.

"Me?" Xia Jun paused and said, "I'm abroad, how can I get by? You listen to me, don't panic, your grandma will be fine! I don't know how my mother is doing? Hurry now Call the hospital..."

Xia Zhengyu slammed down the call, he was both shocked and angry.

The shock and anger all stemmed from this Xia Jun. He knew that this was a wolf-hearted master, but he didn't expect him to be so open-eyed and talk nonsense, refusing to help his fainted mother.

Emotions are useless right now.He took a breath, calmed down, and called an emergency number.Then, he checked grandma's pulse, breathing, neck movement, whites of the eyes, and tongue one by one before picking her up and laying her flat on the sofa in the living room.

After doing this, he found that he was not panicking anymore.The faces of the deceased parents automatically appeared in my mind, as well as their appearance at work.

The doctor's work is too busy, and two doctors form a family, which is bound to neglect the children.Ever since he was sensible, he didn't get along with his parents very much, and he gradually became resentful towards his parents, and he didn't want to see them, let alone understand their work.But at this moment, what made him feel at ease was the appearance of their work.

He waited quietly for the ambulance, and a quarter of an hour later, there was a knock on the door.

"Where is the patient?" The doctor outside the door asked eagerly, carrying a stretcher.

Xia Zhengyu said calmly: "On the sofa, don't worry, I have done the basic examination, and there is no danger to life for the time being. But I can't judge more, and I have to trouble your doctor to check and diagnose."

The doctors went in, and he vaguely heard one of the doctors say, "This kid can really hold his breath." He just stood at the door and sighed to a certain corner of the sky.