The wind blows north, you chase south

Chapter 11

When I got home, I was depressed.I know that Zhou Chengguang's academic performance is not much better. I have Sunan to supervise him, but he only has one Uncle Zhou who obeys orders.

Coupled with the absence of his parents, Zhou Chengguang can be said to be unscrupulous.Still, I was taken aback by the outrageously poor grades he got.

Uncle Zhou didn't say anything, but just gave me a stack of test papers, 25 points for Chinese, [-] points for mathematics, [-] points for history, [-] points for geography... only English is better, [-] points.

I took another look at Zhou Chengguang's miserable test paper and took a deep breath.

I'm sure that Zhou Chengguang's IQ is definitely higher than mine, playing flying chess, checkers, games with him, I never beat him.IQ is higher than mine, but grades are a mess, there is only one reason - he doesn't want to study at all.

Zhou Chengguang is now a rebellious young man, and he needs someone to bring him back to the right path.

But I feel very pressured to be this person.

When I got home, I studied Zhou Chengguang's test paper carefully, and ended up falling asleep on the table.

Woke up the next day and my neck protested.

When I appeared at the dining table with my neck stuck and nostrils upturned, my mother patted me on the head: "Damn child, what kind of attitude is this early in the morning? Give me a straight eye."

I wanted to cry but held my neck: "Mom, I have a stiff neck."

My mother gloated: "Yes."

Although she said so, she still rubbed her hands: "Come here, I'll help you pull it back. I followed your grandfather before and learned a little technique of relaxing muscles and activating collaterals."

After hearing this, I was so frightened that I didn't even dare to take a steamed bun, and I fled the house with my schoolbag on my neck.

When I met Sunan when I went out, he saw that my neck was stiff, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "What is your expression?"

"I have a stiff neck." I have a bitter face.

Sunan didn't laugh at me, she reached for the schoolbag on my shoulder and patted the bicycle: "Sit on it."

I sat up with my neck straightened.

Sunan didn't look back, and whispered: "Hold on to me."

"Hey, why did you let me grab you again? Last time I hitched a ride with you, I wanted to grab your waist, but you still hid."

Sunan's ear was a little red, and his tone was a little out of breath: "Do you want to catch it?"

Since he asked so, it would be too hypocritical for me to refuse, so I hugged his waist tightly with both hands.With such a sweep, I couldn't help sighing that there are indeed differences between men and women. Sunan's waist is thin and thin, but it is not as soft as our girl's. With a light touch, the tight muscles are quite elastic.

I was having so much fun, Sunan couldn't help shaking, and said through gritted teeth: "Hu Le, can you stop moving and sit down for me?!"

I suddenly understood, and smiled a little: "Su Nan, your most sensitive place is your waist, right?"

Everyone has sensitive points, like me is the ear, if someone blows into my ear, I may react instinctively and slap him.

"My neck is stiff, and I still have the mood to care about other things!" Sunan didn't want to answer this question, took a deep breath, pedaled his bicycle, and said, "Hu Le, you should lose weight."

"I'm not fat, okay?" I retorted.

Su Nan suddenly snorted.

I asked him, "What are you laughing at?"

"It's nothing, I just heard someone promise not long ago that she will lose weight and not eat randomly."

Me: "..." That's what I said when I was insane, can it count?
When we arrived at school, Sunan got off his bicycle neatly and took our schoolbags. As soon as the morning reading bell rang, I hurriedly pulled him away: "Hurry up, we're going to be late."

"Let's not go to the classroom, but to the infirmary first." Sunan's school uniform was dragged by me, but he was as stable as a mountain.

"What are you doing in the infirmary?" I asked.

He pointed to my neck: "Do you want to use this state to attend class? Later, I will offend all the teachers who don't know why."

I thought to myself, what Sunan said was not unreasonable.If I go to class with my neck stuck, and the teacher who doesn’t know me thinks I’m questioning his teaching ability, then the misunderstanding will be big.

Sunan helped me to the infirmary.

The infirmary is a department of the school, so the school doctor is also a teacher and needs to arrive at school on time just like other teachers.

I walked in with my neck stuck, and Teacher Yuan was yawning. When he saw me, he said "Yo": "Miss Hu, I haven't seen you for a long time, why are you looking at people with your nostrils?"

Me: "..." I just said that I don't want to step into the infirmary, this Teacher Yuan is really amazing with his words.

Sunan explained for me: "Ms. Yuan, she has a stiff neck."

"Oh, I've got a stiff neck." Teacher Yuan suppressed a smile, "The sleeping posture is quite strange, otherwise why would you have a stiff neck? Come, come, tell the teacher, how did you sleep?"

I:"……"

Sunan reckoned that if we dragged on like this, we wouldn't be able to catch up with the first class, so he said, "Ms. Yuan, we still have class, please hurry up and help her take a look."

Teacher Yuan snorted: "It's her stiff neck, not your stiff neck. Why are you in such a hurry? If you're in a hurry, go back to class first, and she will stay."

I looked at Sunan pleadingly, don't leave me alone in the "tiger's mouth".

Seeing that the joke was almost over, Teacher Yuan pointed at me: "Sit."

I sat down, Teacher Yuan put on gloves, checked my neck left and right, and suddenly switched to a serious professional doctor: "It's not serious, I'll help you get it back."

I said weakly, "Teacher Yuan, can you?"

"I'm a doctor, why not?" He raised his eyebrows and asked me.

"Well, there are specialties in surgery, and doctors also have their own areas of expertise. For example, some specialize in treating the heart, and some specialize in treating bones. You can't know everything, right?"

"As the school doctor of No. [-] Middle School, I must know everything. If you don't believe me, do you want me to show you the certificate?"

I shook my head with a dry smile: "No need, no need."

Teacher Yuan suddenly pressed my shoulder: "Don't be so nervous, I won't treat people to death."

When you say that, I'm even more worried.

"Let me ask you, what doesn't require strength to hit?" Teacher Yuan asked suddenly.

I couldn't answer for a long time, Teacher Yuan shook his head: "I'm so stupid in reading, I'm yawning."

I:"……"

"What kind of car can't move?" He asked again.

Now that I knew he was playing brain teasers with me, I stopped thinking about the problem from a serious perspective, turned my head around, and immediately answered: "Windmill."

"Yo, it's not bad, let's have another one."

"Which road is the narrowest?" he asked.

"The road to Yuanjia is narrow." I will answer quickly.

Sunan on the side couldn't bear to look directly at the beginning, I think he should regret sending me to the infirmary.

"The last one, who is the person Sunan cares most about?"

I froze for a moment, and at this moment, my head hurt and my neck clicked, and I screamed in pain, tears streaming down my face.

Sunan rushed over, I grabbed his clothes and cried: "It hurts, did Teacher Yuan break my neck?"

Sunan coaxed me like a child: "It's not broken, it's fine."

I raised my head with tears in my eyes, met Sunan's distressed eyes, and Teacher Yuan beside me said, "Let me just say that my craft is good."

After we thanked Teacher Yuan, we returned to the classroom and were naturally criticized by Teacher Chen.

After the first get out of class, I held my urine and went to Fang Xiaojing: "Do you want to go to the bathroom?"

Fang Xiaojing raised her head weakly, and gave me a lifeless look: "I'm not thirsty."

I:"……"

I forcefully dragged her to the women's bathroom, and on the way I asked her, "Have you reconciled with Fang Zicong yet?"

As soon as Fang Zicong was heard, Fang Xiaojing gritted her teeth and said, "No, he's dead."

Fang Zicong, who was "dead", just happened to be walking towards him. He happened to hear Fang Xiaojing's words, and his face changed: "Fang Xiaojing, who are you saying is dead, and who are you cursing?"

"Whoever speaks is a curse." Fang Xiaojing was not to be outdone.

"You..." Fang Zicong said "you" for a long time, his face flushed, and he said bitterly after a long time, "It's really unreasonable." After speaking, he turned and left angrily.

I was surprised that Fang Zicong knew how to use idioms, and then looked at Fang Xiaojing, who had changed from the previous tense, red eyes, and lowered her head in aggrieved way.

I called her cautiously: "Fang Xiaojing, are you okay?"

"I'm not in the mood to go to the bathroom, you go by yourself."

I:"……"

After morning exercises, I went alone to the canteen to buy food.

Usually at this time, Fang Xiaojing and I were chatting and laughing, with Fang Zicong's little tail behind us, but now, suddenly looking back, it was only me.

When I passed by Sunan who was buying water, he suddenly stuck ice water on my face. I was so cold that I snorted, "Why have you become so childish?"

Sunan quickly unscrewed the bottle cap, took a few sips of water, and asked me, "Where's your servant?"

"Oh." I couldn't pull myself up enough, "They're having internal conflicts."

"What's wrong?" Susan asked.

I was biting the sandwich weakly: "I don't know, Fang Xiaojing only said that she and Fang Zicong had a little trouble, but there was nothing wrong with them, they just wanted to kill each other with a knife."

"Let me ask for you." Sunan left a word, waved his sleeves, and left without taking a cloud.

Sunan is honest, and finally told me: "Fang Zicong met a senior from a foreign school, who is helping him with homework. Recently, Fang Zicong has been in frequent contact with her."

I was shocked that Sunan was able to discuss "parental shortcomings" in a serious tone, but I was even more surprised that Fang Zicong knew a senior from another school.

"Is that senior sister pretty?" I asked.

Sunan gave me a blank look: "Your focus is always tricky."

"Where is it tricky? It's not that we don't know Fang Zicong's virtues, but he has a good face. He must have taken a fancy to that senior sister's beauty!"

I think Fang Zicong is a scholar who has gone astray, that senior sister is a beauty transformed from a fox, and Fang Xiaojing is a poor wife waiting at home...

Thoughts together, can't stop.

I imagined that Fang Zicong was sucked dry of blood by the vixen in the end, and Fang Xiaojing died in grief and indignation, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat: "Quickly stop Fang Zicong from going astray!"

Sunan looked at me with a crazy expression on his face: "What if they are just a relationship between tutoring and being tutored?"

I immediately refuted the counterargument: "What is innocence? Think about it, the moon is dark and the wind is high, and a lonely man and a widow are in the same room. If the two see each other, what will they do?"

Sunan pushed my forehead: "You are very suitable for storytelling."

"I'm not kidding." I was very serious.

"What lonely men and widows? They all study in the library after school." Sunan couldn't bear it anymore, "Don't guess. This is a conflict between Fang Xiaojing and Fang Zicong. Don't mix it up, or it will get worse."

Having said that, I still want to mend their relationship.

After school in the morning, I asked Sunan to take Fang Zicong, and I took Fang Xiaojing to the cafeteria for dinner.

As soon as the two saw each other, they both wanted to turn around and leave. I pulled Fang Xiaojing: "If we dare to leave, we will break off our friendship."

Sunan threatened Fang Zicong perfunctorily: "Dare to go, you don't have a part in the basketball game this afternoon."

Hearing this, the two sat down reluctantly.

Usually, when Fang Zicong has something delicious to eat, he will give it to Fang Xiaojing as soon as possible.Fang Zicong and Fang Xiaojing are also young. Of course, they have known each other for as long as Sunan and I have known each other.

But they have known each other since elementary school, and have been in the same class ever since, until now.

In my perception, Fang Zicong and Fang Xiaojing are one, and they would be incomplete if separated.

The atmosphere at the table was a bit awkward. In order to liven up the atmosphere, I winked at Sunan: "Oh, today's ribs are very good. You and Fang Zicong both ordered them, but they were gone when it was our turn. Give us some."

Sunan was very generous and gave me all the ribs. On the other hand, Fang Zicong, the second incarnation of Sunan, was so cold that he didn't even move his chopsticks.

Fang Xiaojing sneered: "Who cares, I've been losing weight recently."

Fang Zicong imitated her and sneered: "It's ridiculous to lose weight just with your two or two ribs."

"It's none of your business whether I lose weight or not! You still play basketball with your thin body, don't fly off the wall if you get hit by someone."

Sunan and I watched them attacking each other with each other, sighed, looked at each other tacitly, picked up the dinner plate, and stayed away from them.

After dinner, Sunan asked me: "Do you still want to mend their relationship?"

I hiccupped: "No, they're just bored."

But I still took Fang Xiaojing to watch the basketball game in the afternoon.To this, I said: "You are cheering for our class, not for Fang Zicong alone."

That's when she was willing to go.

Before I went, I bought two more bottles of water. After they finished playing, they would go to the people they trusted to ask for water. This has almost become a customary thing.

The basketball court has already been boiling. Although the game has not yet started, everyone is enthusiastic. I saw Sunan in a red basketball uniform at a glance.

When the basketball game started, I believed in Sunan's strength, but I still couldn't help cheering him on.He is not invincible on the basketball court, but he is sure to win.Under his leadership, our class won a big victory.

As soon as the game was over, I hurriedly grabbed the water and dragged Fang Xiaojing to rush up.

I handed the water to Sunan, and he drank it in one gulp. He choked a few times because he drank too fast. Afraid of his wife."

Sunan said "Oh" softly: "Really?"

Su Nan and I were talking when we suddenly heard a sharp voice. Even though the voice had changed, I still knew it was Fang Xiaojing's voice.

At this time, Fang Xiaojing stared closely at a girl with long hair and a shawl. The girl was not wearing a school uniform and had bright and beautiful features. Facing Fang Xiaojing's sudden attack, she seemed very calm.

It's just that her clothes are all wet.

I think that is the mysterious senior who helped Fang Zicong with his homework.

I took another look at Fang Xiaojing, the water bottle in her hand was empty, and I wondered where the water went.

"Fang Xiaojing, why are you crazy?" Fang Zicong reacted immediately, and grabbed Fang Xiaojing, but he might be anxious, and his strength was useless. Fang Xiaojing was pulled by him, swayed, and fell to the ground.

The next moment, Fang Zicong was dumbfounded.He wanted to step forward to help Fang Xiaojing, but was stopped by that senior sister: "It seems that I came at a bad time, I will leave first."

Fang Zicong is like the male protagonist in the Goofy TV series, facing the "new love and old love", he suddenly loses his direction and is at a loss.

I carefully helped Fang Xiaojing up, seeing that she was just scratched, I breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time scolded Fang Zicong unbearably: "You bastard..."

Sunan covered my mouth: "Don't swear."

He calmly said to Fang Zicong: "Before the teacher comes, why don't you hurry up and take her out of here."

Only then did Fang Zicong come to his senses, and looked at Fang Xiaojing hesitantly, but at this time Fang Xiaojing had already burst into tears and didn't even look at him.

I took Fang Xiaojing to the infirmary. As for where Fang Zicong and that senior sister were going, I had no idea.

In the infirmary, Teacher Yuan picked out the ear that Fang Xiaojing had tortured, with a helpless expression on his face: "Student, you just scratched the skin, not ripped open the belly, can you stop crying so miserably?"

But Fang Xiaojing ignored him, only immersed in her own sadness.

I shook my head at Teacher Yuan, and Teacher Yuan understood: "Oh, so what she was crying for was not a physical injury, but a spiritual injury."

I:"……"

I was startled by Teacher Yuan's literature and art, and he glanced at me: "What's wrong? I also took psychology as an elective, and today I will enlighten you for free. If you go to the professional psychological consultation room, you can't get out without hundreds of dollars. "

I swallowed sharply, thinking that Teacher Yuan was scaring me.

Under Teacher Yuan's persuasive guidance, Fang Xiaojing's clamshell mouth finally opened a little.

Teacher Yuan processed it based on the clues, and enlightened Fang Xiaojing for more than half an hour.

Then he looked at the time and said, "For you, I'm almost late for the appointment."

Fang Xiaojing and I suddenly felt cheated.

Coming out of the infirmary, I was going back to the classroom to get my schoolbags. Halfway there, I saw Sunan holding two schoolbags in one hand and looking at us worriedly.

"Are you all right?" he asked.

I took the schoolbag and said in a low voice, "It's fine at first, but after being enlightened by Teacher Yuan, I was afraid that Fang Xiaojing would be overwhelmed and wanted to become a monk for a while, so I sent Fang Xiaojing back."

"Do you want me to accompany you?" Sunan changed from his previous aloofness and became extremely considerate.

"No, no, just tell my parents." As I said that, I took Fang Xiaojing's schoolbag and helped her leave.

The setting sun was setting, the ground was dimly yellow, and the leaves of the trees were rustling by the wind. On the small road, Fang Xiaojing and I were rarely silent.

After a long time, Fang Xiaojing suddenly said, "Hu Le, I want to give up."

I froze for a moment: "What are you going to give up?"

Fang Xiaojing glanced at me. When she was depressed, she really felt a bit like Sister Lin. I was blinded by her usual toughness. In fact, she is a fragile and sensitive little girl in her bones.

"Fang Zicong and I have been classmates since elementary school. Since then, he has been chasing after me. From elementary school to junior high school. Until now, I can see him looking at me with flattery every time I look back. Me, I never thought he would leave me."

Speaking of this, she smiled wryly: "But nothing is forever, Fang Zicong can't always be by my side, he also has his own life, and also... has someone he likes, so now he wants to leave me, I want to erase the past..."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" I interrupted her, "Fang Zicong is just confused now, how long has he known that senior sister, and how long have you known each other?"

Fang Xiaojing looked at me and said with a smile: "Hu Le, what you said is a little naive."

I:"……"

"It's too naive to judge a person's feelings for me by the length of time we have known each other. Hu Le, if Sunan, like Fang Zicong, left you aside and looked at Ye Yan wholeheartedly, how would you feel?" Fang Xiaojing was stunned, and then said, "Time is a deceiver. You think it will strengthen everything, but in fact, when the wind blows, the wall in your heart that you thought would stand tall will collapse. You can see the ruins, but what?" Can't do both."

I:"……"

No wonder it is said that people who are broken in love are poets. Although Fang Xiaojing is not broken in love, it is impossible for her to say such things in ordinary times.

That's not her style.

There is a saying that goes well, if ants don't bite you, you don't feel pain.There's never been anything like this in the world.

Because Sunan and I are still fine, I can't feel Fang Xiaojing's heart-piercing pain, and I don't understand her despair and helplessness at the moment.

I can only accompany without words.

When we were approaching Fang Xiaojing's house, we saw Fang Zicong.He threw his schoolbag on the ground casually, leaned against the tree trunk, and stared at Fang Xiaojing without saying a word.

I watched the two of them staring at each other, as if the people around them didn't exist, and thought, I should avoid it at this time.

The world in which the two of them grew up did not allow others to step in and comment on it.

I patted Fang Xiaojing on the shoulder lightly, and then left.After a long time, I looked back and found that they had disappeared.

No matter what they decide, I support it.

But I believe that Fang Xiaojing's argument is too pessimistic.Although time cannot guarantee that everything will remain the same, it is still valid.It has collected our bits and pieces over the years, which cannot be blown away by wind or washed away by rain.Because we keep a safe in our hearts, in which these are carefully stored.

I don't know what Fang Xiaojing and Fang Zicong said last night. When I arrived at school the next day, I saw Fang Zicong holding a bottle of milk on Fang Xiaojing's desk.

Sunan and I looked at each other and smiled tacitly.

Not long after, Fang Xiaojing arrived with her schoolbag on her back and frowned when she saw the milk on the table: "Hu Le, did you give me the milk?"

I hurriedly put in good words for Fang Zicong: "Fang Zicong gave it to you, see how much he..."

Before he finished speaking, Fang Xiaojing put on a cold face, took the milk, and slapped it in front of Fang Zicong's eyes: "I don't need it."

I immediately smiled wryly, it seems that this is just Fang Zicong's unilateral reconciliation.

But even so, Fang Xiaojing regained her vitality, and she did what she was supposed to do after class, dragging me to the canteen and to the bathroom, and I took time to ask her: "What's going on with you?"

Fang Xiaojing picked up the snacks on the shelf with her slender fingers, and said calmly, "What's going on?"

"Student Fang Xiaojing, don't play dumb." I said.

She smiled: "What a fool! He apologized to me last night, but the damage has already been done, is it enough to say sorry? When he left me on the basketball court to find her, did he ever think about my mood? What did he say when he pushed me to the ground because of my senior sister? Anyway, after Mr. Yuan made some calls yesterday, I also figured it out. He is not the only friend of mine. If he loses it, he loses it."

I heard some toothache.

Originally, I, Zhou Chengguang, Fang Xiaojing, and Fang Zicong formed a parallelogram, but now the quadrilateral has disintegrated. Fang Zicong and Fang Xiaojing have fallen out, and Zhou Chengguang and I have also fallen into the "cold war". Our friendship is shaky.

Thinking of them celebrating my birthday, as if it was yesterday, I thought, I should do something for them.

But the recent successive exams left me with no time to deal with other things. After the exams were over, I breathed a sigh of relief, as if I had been reborn.

It was also at this time that the results of the National Physics Competition came out.

Sunan won No.1 in the National Physics Competition, No.2 was a boy named Ye Xuanlian, and No.3 was Ye Yan.

As soon as the news came out, the school boiled.All of a sudden, Sunan and Ye Yan became big stars. Not only the reporters from the city came to the school for interviews, but also the provincial leaders.

The school posted the photos of Sunan and Ye Yan on the bulletin board, and held a special commendation meeting in a grand manner, specifically praising and encouraging Sunan and Ye Yan.

The teachers and students who were praised came to the stage one after another, and I clapped my palms red below.

Suddenly, the teaching director said: "Student Sunan can get good grades this time, and I would like to thank a classmate who sent the admission ticket to Sunan from a long distance without fear of personal gain or loss, so that he can successfully participate in the exam." In the physics competition, we must learn from this spirit of selfless dedication, and students should help each other! Next, let Hu Le come on stage."

People who knew me looked at me one after another, and people who didn't know me followed those who knew me to look at me. I suddenly became the object of all attention, and I was a little at a loss for a while.

I looked at Sunan on the stage, he was looking at me with a smile.

"Hu Le, the dean is calling you. Why are you standing there? Go up." Fang Xiaojing urged me.

Fang Zicong echoed: "That's right, Hu Le, you're hot."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Xiaojing glared at him, and immediately shrank back.

I stepped onto the stage under the eyes of everyone, and the dean looked at me with relief: "Student Hu Le, thank you this time."

I scratched my head: "Students should help each other."

"If you have the spirit of you, I am optimistic about you." The teaching director handed me the pennant.

Then he clapped his hands: "Okay, everyone, take a picture and stand up."

Sunan was originally standing in the middle, seeing me being squeezed into the corner, he suddenly said: "Teacher, wait a minute."

The photography teacher stopped.

Sunan walked up to me and put his hand on my shoulder. I looked up in surprise. Sunan smiled at me and said in a low voice, "Look at the camera."

With a click, our smiles were frozen in the photo. This was the first time that Su Nan and I stood side by side on the stage and looked at the audience together.

In the evening, our two families had a meal together to celebrate Sunan's good grades.

My parents and Su's mother both gave gifts to Sunan. Comparing their gifts, I suddenly felt that my gift was too shabby to be seen, so I hesitated to take it out.

My mother was very shameless: "Didn't you prepare a gift, hurry up and give it to Sunan."

Sunan looked at me fixedly.

I swallowed, took out a beautifully packaged booklet from my back, and stuffed it into his hand: "Here you are."

"What is this?" He was curious and wanted to open it, but I stopped him: "Don't look at it now."

"Yes, eat first, eat first." Father Su greeted everyone.

Because they were happy, both parents drank wine, and Sunan and I were still students, so we could only replace wine with tea.

I saw my father drinking so happily, I was so curious, and while he wasn't paying attention, I secretly poured a glass, just about to take a sip, when I looked up, I found Sunan was staring at me with his face propped on one hand.

Xu is a little stuffy, Sunan's cheeks are slightly red, and the fundus of his eyes is pulsating. At this moment, he is bending the corners of his eyes, looking at me motionless.

I asked him: "What do you see me doing, you want to drink too?"

Sunan pouted, rarely relaxing: "I've already drank it, it's not good."

Generally, Sunan put a question mark on something that was bad to drink or taste, but I didn't believe it, so I took a sip and immediately wrinkled my face.

Sunan gloated: "It's not good to say."

I stuck out my tongue, and quickly took a sip of orange juice to calm my shock. I don't know how they can drink so happily because the wine is so bad.

Sunan said: "Maybe this is the difference between adults and us."

"Then I'd rather not be an adult," I said.

"Always say capricious things." He gave me a blank look, "Let's go to other places and let their adults talk well."

I said "um".

Anyway, I'm already full.

Sunan's house has a rooftop. I lay down on the bamboo mat in his house and counted the stars in the sky. Counting and counting made me confused.

Sunan laughed at me: "Can you finish the count?"

"Where there is a will, there is a way." I said so.

Then Sunan popularized my knowledge of the universe and the stars, and he told me that those seemingly shining stars are actually very far away from us, and they seem to be pluckable, but in fact they will never be touched.

I listened and touched his face, he was startled and looked at me.

I said: "Although I can't touch those stars, I can touch you."

He smiled meaningfully: "You mean, I am a star?"

"Otherwise? Do you want to be a baboon?" I laughed.

Sunan realized that he was being teased by me, his complexion changed, and he wanted to catch me, but I was like a loach, circling around on the small rooftop, and in the end, he gave up instead and sat on the bamboo bed , looked at me deeply.

He waved to me: "Come here."

I was dissatisfied: "Are you hiring a dog?"

"Come here as soon as I tell you." He had a straight face.

I said cautiously: "Then you can't hit me."

He sighed: "I won't hit you, come here."

I was assured, I walked in front of him reluctantly, he suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled me, I couldn't stabilize myself, and sat down beside him.

My butt hurt a little from the shock.

While I was twisting and turning, Sunan pressed my shoulder and said angrily: "Can't you be quiet?"

I was a little wronged: "Come here if you let me come, and be quiet if you let me be quiet, then I really became your pet."

"As long as you have a sharp mouth, here you are." He took out a notebook from nowhere and handed it to me.

I touched the notebook and looked puzzled: "Isn't this what the school rewarded you for? Why do you give it to me?"

"I have received too many presents, and there is no room for them." He explained impatiently.

I said "Oh", and leaned over like a thief: "Then, is there anyone to bring you food? I can help with it."

He looked at me helplessly, opened his mouth, and finally sighed, as if giving in to my thick skin.

We were quiet for a while, and Sunan asked me, "What did you write in the pamphlet you just gave me?"

I shook my finger mysteriously: "It's not what I wrote, but what I drew. Anyway, you just go back and look at it."

"You can read it now." He took out the booklet from behind him.

I:"……"

I want to say, Sunan, you are really a little jingle bell, how can you hide everything on your body.

I coughed lightly: "Since you want to see it, I'll go first."

I always feel a little strange when gifts are looked at face to face.

I turned to leave with my notebook in hand, but he stopped me.He held me with one hand, and opened the booklet with the other, with a half-smile: "I want to inspect the goods first."

Inspection...

Is it possible that my painting can still be a pirated copy?

I was shackled by him and couldn't leave, so I had to stay and watch the "painting" with him.

What I gave Sunan was actually a small picture book, only the picture book itself cost a little money, and the rest were sketched out one by one by me, and the paintings were of course Sunan himself.

He turned to the first page. On it was a cartoon boy who looked like Sunan, with a stern face, holding chopsticks in his hand, and looking at the onion in front of him with a stern face.

I explained: "You don't like onions."

Sunan glanced at me, said nothing, and turned another page.

On the second page, Sunan wore a shower cap on his head, and called out with a flushed face, "Mom, my clothes."

I don't need to explain this, Sunan understood it himself, and he gave me a glare.

I quickly put my hands on my head, for fear that he would beat me up: "Isn't that what you are like?"

He stared at me for a while, then continued to read, every page was a new angle of Sunan, smiling, serious, angry, shy, at a loss, with a determined face...

I found that I portrayed Sunan's expression vividly.

Finally, Sunan closed the booklet with a snap, smiled and said to me: "The painting is not bad."

Seeing his smile, I shivered: "Are you telling the truth?"

He frowned: "Is it necessary for me to cater to you and flatter you?"

Me: "..." Sunan, you really don't have to be so honest, can you save me some face?
In my silence, he stretched out his hand and gently touched my head: "You are quite talented in drawing, you draw well, and you observe the characters carefully."

For a moment, I seemed to be back in the art class in elementary school.Sunan's comment is really formulaic.

He touched my head, then withdrew his hand suddenly, and asked solemnly, "Hu Le, haven't you washed your hair for a few days?"

"Hmm...it's like three days." I've been so busy these days, and my hair is not long, so I forget it if I don't pay attention.

Sunan was silent for a moment: "Please wash your hair after logistics, and talk about hygiene."

"I know, I know." I nodded, "Who told you to touch my hair."

He was blocked by me and couldn't answer, staring at me unwillingly.

The weather is getting cooler, especially at night, when the dew is getting deeper and the wind blows, I sneezed, and the next second, my head was heavy, I hurriedly lifted the blanket hanging on my head, and looked at Sunan with a puffy face: "what you do?"

"I didn't do anything, just wear more if you're afraid of the cold." He glanced at me.

I wrapped myself in a blanket and watched him tsk-tsk: "I said, Sunan, when will you get rid of this awkward problem? You need to be more generous in caring about people. I'm smart, so I know your intentions. If you have a brain Guazi is a bit stupid, so I misunderstood what you mean? For example, Fang Zicong and Fang Xiaojing, you obviously care about it, but you always keep yourself out of it. I understand you, but they don’t understand, they will Think I've made a cold-blooded friend."

As I was thinking about it, Sunan turned his head and looked at me fixedly.

His eyes were like water, and in the twinkling of stars, his thin lips opened and closed: "It is enough for you to understand me."

I froze for a moment, something in my head slowly pushed away the clouds, but in an instant, dark clouds covered the moon.

A gust of wind hit, and I blinked, wanting to cry without tears.Fengsha narrowed his eyes.

Seeing that I kept rubbing my eyes, Sunan's voice was a bit awkward: "I'm just talking casually, you don't have to be so moved."

I rubbed my eyes red: "Who was moved, I was squinted by the sand."

As soon as I finished speaking, Sunan grabbed the hand rubbing my eyes.He held my hands with one hand, and said in a harsh tone, "Knowing that Shasha has squinted his eyes, he still dares to rub them with his hands. Are you stupid or have no common sense?"

"Ah, don't scold me, it hurts so much, get it out quickly." Because of the pain, tears fell unconsciously, and it looked like Sunan was bullying a weak woman.

"Don't move." Sunan grabbed my shoulder with one hand, brought me in front of him, and carefully opened my eyelids.

"It's so ugly." I muttered, "You saw me rolling my eyes."

Sunan snorted with a funny face: "I've seen you uglier, you have no image in front of me, so don't worry about it, be quiet, don't move."

As he spoke, he slowly approached me, so close that I could clearly see his face.

In fact, Sunan's appearance is exquisite, and the facial features are well matched. The nose, mouth, eyebrows and eyes are all carefully crafted.

What I envy most is his eyelashes, which are thick and long, and slightly curled. This kind of pure natural eyelashes envies many girls who love beauty, including me.

Although my eyelashes are also long, they are not as thick as Sunan's. Occasionally, when he blinks lightly, he is like a butterfly fluttering its wings, setting off a storm in my heart.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help saying: "Su Nan, your eyelashes are so long."

He froze for a moment, his cheeks turned red again, and said angrily: "You still have the mood to care about whether my eyelashes are long or not, so please be quiet."

"Oh." I nodded.

He hooked the corner of his mouth, and suddenly, he blew hard. I said "ah" and wanted to break free from him, but he held me tightly: "Don't move, it's still not good."

"It hurts." I complained, "Why are you so violent? You blew all the drool into my eyes."

Sunan had a black line on his face: "My mouth is not leaking, thank you."

"Anyway, I don't want to come here again, I might as well rub it with my own hands." I wanted to do this, but Sunan restrained me, and sneered: "Try to move around."

Sunan and I were engaged in a tug-of-war, when I suddenly heard my dad's raised voice: "What are you doing?! Brat, get your hands off me, get your hands off me!"

Before we could react, my dad had already rushed over and separated us.He changed his usual amiable image and pointed at Sunan, with a look of hating iron but not steel.

"You What are you doing? Sunan, I love you as my own child. How can you do such an outrageous thing as a good child? Are you worthy of your parents like this? You..."

My dad criticized Sunan like a cannonball, and Sunan couldn't find a chance to speak.

I was wondering, Sunan helped me blow the sand in my eyes, how could it hurt the heavens and reason, I'm sorry for his parents?How did my dad's brain circuit grow?

"Dad, why are you scolding Sunan for no reason? He didn't do anything wrong." I stopped him who was aggressive.

When my dad heard this, he turned the gunfire on me: "You too, you are a good girl, what age are you now, the age of studying hard, what are you doing, puppy love? You have kissed me, if I Come a step late, you..."

My dad seemed to have thought of some unsightly scene, and he was so angry that he held his chest and cried "ouch, ouch".

The word puppy love shocked Sunan and me.

Sunan hurriedly got up and helped my dad: "Uncle Hu, you misunderstood, I'm helping..."

"Don't touch me." My dad looked like a chaste and strong woman, and shook off Sunan, "I have raised the Shuiling cabbage for 17 years, how can I say that people will go away, even you. You are your age. It's not right, you should study hard now. Sunan, uncle treats you like his own child, how can you poach me, are you bullying me for being too good-tempered? "

Sunan: "..."

I:"……"

I really can't stand my dad's brain circuit anymore, I blame my mom for watching some messy TV shows for my dad all day long.

"Dad, can you calm down? Sunan just blows the sand in my eyes. Where did you think?"

But my dad didn't let it go: "Oh, so I read it wrong?"

Sunan was very silent at the side, and did not explain for himself. I was one head and two big, and I was looking for my mother. When I looked up, I found that my father had fallen asleep with half-closed eyes.

I blinked and looked at my dad who was snoring with his head down, dumbfounded.

Later, my mother came up and saw my father sleeping like a dead pig, she was so angry that she beat him up, which made me and Sunan feel pain.

"Everyone said that if you don't know how to drink, drink less. If it's so heavy, who will carry you back? You insisted on calling your daughter. You should sleep here tonight and freeze into a popsicle. Daughter, Sunan, let's go and ignore him. "

I said weakly: "Mom, this is too vicious, don't you want to be a widow at a young age?"

Sunan gave me a blank look, and offered to help: "I'll carry my uncle down."

"Oh, how embarrassing it is." My mother said so, but her hands began to help my father up quickly.

I also went to help, and lowered my voice and said to my mother: "You are just hard-spoken and soft-hearted."

"Tch," my mother snorted, "I just don't want to be a widow."

Sunan knelt down to carry my dad on his back, I worried: "Su Nan, can you do it? My dad is not light, what if you dodge your waist?"

"Don't worry, it's okay." When Sunan got up with my dad on his back, he paused, his face flushed, and I quickly supported him, and he said to me almost in a breathy voice, "I finally understand now what is meant by Like a father, like a daughter."

I:"……"

Sunan finally carried my dad to my house. My mother was busy with my dad, so she gave me the task of thanking Sunan.

"There are clean towels in the bathroom, and there are cut fruits in the refrigerator. You can bring them to Sunan to quench his thirst. He is very tired." My mother said.

I went to the refrigerator to get fruit, and went to twist the towel. When I got to the room, I found that Sunan was asleep, so I tiptoed to him.

Even when he was asleep, he was very well-behaved, with his hands still crossed over his chest, his back leaning against the sofa, his head slightly raised, revealing a perfectly lined chin, and further down, a prominent Adam's apple.I've always wondered why men have an Adam's apple and women don't.

Once I asked Sunan this question, and Sunan looked at me like a fool, and said, "Can you please listen carefully in physiology class?"

So until now, I still don’t understand, it’s like I don’t understand why his chest is so strong, his waist is thin but gives people a sense of security, and I don’t understand that as long as he is by my side, I am not afraid Earth is not afraid.

I was so curious, so I approached him cautiously, trying to touch his Adam's apple, but I didn't know how it felt.

Just when my hand was about to touch his, he suddenly opened his eyes and grabbed my wrist quickly, with a trace of sleepiness in his eyes.He curled his lips and looked at me with a half-smile: "Why, do you want to sneak attack?"

"No way." I twisted my wrist, feeling a little uncomfortable, "There is a bug on your body, I just drove it away for you."

Suddenly he stretched out his hand and pulled it. I didn't pay attention and almost fell on him. After recovering, I lowered my voice and said, "What are you doing?"

"Punishment," he said.

"Punishment? What did I do wrong, you want to punish me?" I was at a loss.

He snorted, and didn't specify what he was going to punish me for. He just spread his hands and said, "Towel."

I "chucked" and handed him the towel.

He grabbed the towel and casually wiped the sweat from his forehead.I handed the fruit in front of him, smiling flatteringly: "Thank you tonight, I didn't expect your physical strength to be really good. My dad used to be very thin, but now he looks like an inflated ball. Long. Although our two families are very close, I still thank you."

Sunan stopped wiping sweat, and looked sideways at me: "Don't you know if I'm physically strong?"

"I know, I know, you are amazing! You are number one in the world, number one in the universe." I praised him without distraction.

Sunan raised his chin: "Hey me."

I looked at him with a wooden face: "Uncle Su, although you have cheated on my drunken father, you can't be so pushy."

Sunan narrowed his eyes: "Hands are sore."

I sighed, and could only resign myself to fork an apple, handed it to his lips, and said with a smile: "Eat it, my benefactor."

Sunan looked at me without blinking. Finally, she opened her thin lips, took a bite of the apple, and swallowed it without chewing. I hurriedly forked another piece: "Hey, eat slowly, don't even chew. Swallow it alive?"

"Hurry up," he said.

"What's the rush?" The corners of my mouth twitched slightly, "No one will fight you."

He stopped talking and stared at the fruit bowl to himself.

I shook my head: "Forget it, forget it, you are the uncle tonight, you have the final say."

Maybe it was because I was carrying my father behind my back, sweating too much, Sunan was extremely thirsty, and a plate of apples quickly ran out.I looked at the plate and laughed: "Wow, you are an automatic dishwasher."

Sunan's Adam's apple rolled down, and I felt itchy again. I looked at him pitifully: "Just let me touch your Adam's apple."

Sunan froze for a moment, his face became very strange: "Why do you have to touch my Adam's apple? You don't know this is..."

"I'm curious." I replied naturally, "Can you stop talking in half? What is this?"

Sunan looked away, as if he was engaged in a psychological struggle, and after a long while, he reluctantly said, "Just touch it."

"Yeah." I nodded again and again, stretched out my hand, and touched the protruding Adam's apple with my fingertips, and Sunan's breathing suddenly choked.

I looked up, his heavy breath sprayed on my face, I felt a little hot on the face.

"Why are you so nervous?" I withdrew my hand, "Okay, don't touch it, in case my mother sees it, she will say we have a puppy love or something later."

Sunan put the towel aside and exhaled sullenly: "I'll go back first."

"Benefactor, go slowly." I waved at him obsequiously.

Sunan turned around, gave me a meaningful look, and then walked away.

(End of this chapter)