After lunch, I walked back to the classroom from the cafeteria. The sky was dark, as if wrapped in an ink tube, with clouds rolling randomly. The palm trees on the main road of the school were evergreen, but a small petal of white magnolia was blown everywhere.
After Lin Weixia and Liu Sijia returned to the classroom, they sat in their seats and found that the atmosphere in the class had changed again. It was different from the cold and lifeless atmosphere she felt on the first day of school.
Now there seems to be an extra layer of warmth.
In the monochrome wasteland, someone threw a handful of sparks, which fell in just a moment.
Ignite at the first touch.
Lin Weixia heard a girl say "Hey, can I borrow your lipstick?" Fang Mo turned around to borrow her notebook, so she asked:
"What's wrong with everyone?"
"Ban Sheng, he's back for class, they must be excited." Fang Mo pointed quietly.
Lin Weixia looked in the direction Fang Mo moved. Through a window, she saw Ban Sheng leaning against the wall in a ruffian manner. He had a long neck and broad, straight shoulders that held up his coat. It was not difficult to see that under the loose coat there was a sharp, strong frame. He was holding a Zorro lighter in his hand, and a blue-red flame suddenly shot out from his palm.
His expression was absent-minded, and the skin on the side of his face was excessively cold and pale. He was listening to someone talking in a disjointed manner, while his other hand was swiping the screen, glancing down from time to time.
The boy said, "Did you watch the game last night? I opened a cold beer to celebrate No. 13's fadeaway jumper."
Perhaps Lin Weixia's eyesight was too good, as she could vaguely see the pair of large hands tightly holding the phone, revealing a screen showing the calculation of planetary positions.
As if he had a premonition, Ban Sheng raised his eyelids and was about to look over.
Lin Weixia looked away.
Fang Mo was still chattering here, sighing: "How can there be such an awesome person? His family background is very impressive, his grades are good, especially in physics, he got full marks, and it is said that he wants to study astrophysics in the future. I heard that his mother is a dancer at the National Grand Theater, no wonder his son is so good-looking.
"Not only is he handsome, he's also smart and intelligent. He has no other problems except that he's a little cold. The Creator is so partial."
"Look at those girls who are dressing up, and you'll know that everyone is attracted to him. But we've been classmates for so long, and I haven't seen him have a girlfriend."
"But did you see the black lily on his ankle? He seemed to have had it tattooed a long time ago. It was said that he got it tattooed after breaking up with his girlfriend, but some people denied this. Hey, there are all kinds of rumors."
"I remember that when he enrolled in school, there was a big stir because of this tattoo. The school ordered him to wash the tattoo and come back, but Ban Sheng refused, so the school suspended him. Later, his parents came forward to talk to the principal, and it seemed that there was some hidden reason. The principal finally expressed understanding. In the end, the school held a meeting to educate him, and asked Ban Sheng to read a self-criticism in front of all the teachers and students in the school, and the matter was barely resolved."
"For a man as capable as him, he will definitely choose his girlfriend from the A students, not from our F students." Fang Mo said as she threw the eraser into the pencil case, and sighed at the same time.
Lin Weixia was tidying up her desk and listening absentmindedly. Suddenly, a green notebook flew over and landed lightly on the table with a "pa".
Lin Weixia looked up. It was him.
He just stood in front of her, his hands in his pockets, and met her gaze: "Try someone else next time."
He was referring to Liu Sijia coming to ask for homework. Ban Sheng's tone was not serious. Was it inappropriate to have someone come to do it for him, or was it like that night, or should he let her try to catch up with him? His relaxed look seemed to be sending a signal to Lin Weixia, "You try it," just like when he sent the message that day.
She saw a small tuft of very short hair on his forehead, and the light and shadow fell on it, mottled on the high bridge of his nose.
Lost for a moment.
Ban Sheng's presence was too strong. From the moment he appeared, he took away the air around him and could not be ignored. Therefore, he attracted more and more attention from the surrounding classmates within a radius of two people.
Lin Weixia was stunned for a moment, and before she could react, the person had already left, leaving a hint of cold tobacco smell in the air.
"What's going on? Ban Sheng actually talked to you, and you didn't reply? Send someone away? Whom?" Fang Mo held her heart and felt her heartbeat accelerating the moment he came over.
"I forgot." Lin Weixia lowered her head and put away the green exercise book.
The next day, the typhoon finally stopped, the weather cleared up, and orange light shone down. Although it was a warm color, it was still hot in a coastal city like Nanjiang.
Lin Weixia didn't sleep well the whole night. Her neighbors had a quarrel last night, and the woman was so angry that she threatened to chop her husband with a knife. The sound insulation of this house is not very good, and there are many buildings around the water, which are close to each other and separated by a layer of burglar-proof net. The woman's crying and the man's scolding mixed with the sounds from the viaduct.
She heard it all clearly and was always woken up in the middle of her sleep, tossing and turning all night long.
In the morning, Lin Weixia got up in a hurry, packed her schoolbag and went out. When she was leaving the house, a green fruit suddenly fell from the flourishing lemon tree in the yard, hitting Lin Weixia on the head with a "bang".
The small lime was almost ripe. Lin Weixia took a bite and chewed the lemon slowly.
Astringent and sour.
It would be great if people were like fruits that grow naturally. It is not good for people to mature too early.
Lin Weixia hurried to the classroom and sat down almost at the sound of the morning reading bell. Half an hour later, the broadcast sounded, asking the students to gather in the playground for the morning meeting, and the classroom immediately became noisy.
The boys were rocking back and forth in their chairs, talking about the game while spinning their textbooks around in their hands, until one accidentally flew out and hit a girl on the head, causing her to scream.
The girls became very restrained at this moment. They removed their messy nail polish, changed their lipstick into lip balm, and stood together in their uniforms to chat.
"Hey, where are we going to get some ice cream after school? Keji Ice House?"
"Okay, I've been craving their French toast for a long time."
"How about crossing the border to Central to eat this weekend? I've been craving it for a long time."
"OK."
When Lin Weixia packed up her books and was about to go out to line up, Fang Mo turned around and looked at her with wide eyes: "Weixia, where is your nameplate?"
"My nameplate is not here—" Lin Weixia turned back and looked at her chest, her heart suddenly startled, "Where is my nameplate?"
She clearly remembered wearing it before going out. Lin Weixia immediately bent down and searched through the drawer, even searching her pockets, but couldn't find it.
Fang Mo was also helping to look for it, her tone was worried: "Weixia, think about where you left it, maybe it's outside, the student union will be here soon, and -"
Lin Weixia pushed the book into the drawer and immediately walked quickly out of the classroom.
"And your hair, you must tie it up at the meeting." Lin Weixia walked too fast and did not hear the words behind her.
Lin Weixia ran to the corridor, looking down, but she couldn't find it, and was sweating profusely. She was looking down at the corner of the third floor, and suddenly she saw a black shadow.
His eyelashes slightly opened as he moved his eyes upwards following the appearance of the sneakers. The soft fabric of the pants wrapped around his long legs. Ban Sheng, who was also wearing a school uniform, exuded a sense of ruffian spirit.
Ban Sheng looked at her and asked, "Looking for a nameplate?"
Lin Weixia nodded, and Ban Sheng raised his hand to touch his trouser pocket. When his palm opened, he saw a dark blue nameplate with the name of the high school uniform. He took it, carefully pinned it on his left chest, and breathed a sigh of relief:
"Thank you for picking up my nameplate—"
Ban Sheng took two steps forward. At this moment, the sunlight in the corridor was just right, and the color of the light was like a freshly peeled orange, projected on the wall.
The shadows, one high and one low, slowly came together, and the air temperature rose little by little.
The boy's cold breath mixed with the smell of tobacco poured in silently. Her heart choked and she subconsciously distanced herself from him.
Ban Sheng lowered his neck and sneered: "I didn't pick it up, it's new-"
"ha?"
"Remember to pay, 12 yuan." Ban Sheng stretched out two fingers, then straightened up, put his hands in his pockets again, and walked past her without looking back.
When they were brushing against each other, the sleeve of his coat rubbed against Lin Weixia's sleeve. The temperature was so hot that it seemed to burn her skin. As the fabric rubbed against each other, it was like an electric shock, and they brushed against each other for a moment, not too light or too heavy, and then they moved away.
When Lin Weixia returned to the classroom, there were no people gathering together to make a scene. They were all standing or sitting in their seats.
Fang Mo finally calmed down when she saw Lin Weixia coming back with the nameplate on. She came over and asked, "Aren't you going down yet?"
"Right away, but we have to wait until the student union's inspection is over," Fang Mo said as she glanced at her long hair and immediately said, "Xia Xia, you can't leave your hair down because we have a morning meeting."
As the two were talking in private, the student union had entered the classroom and was checking their appearance. Fang Mo took something out of her pocket and said with a smile, "It's okay, I have a rubber band."
Lin Weixia shook her head. Fang Mo was anxious: "But if you lose points, your position will fall further. Don't you know that the person who came to check today is—"
"Lin Weixia!"
A sharp and loud voice came from the front. Lin Weixia raised her eyes and saw three or four student union students walking towards her not far away.
The girl in the lead with a high ponytail and a full forehead was the one who surrounded Liu Sijia when Lin Weixia was choked on her first day of transfer.
The girl walked up to him, looking domineering and bossy:
"Have you memorized the school rules and regulations of Shenzhen High School? You have one minute to tie your hair up."
The atmosphere in the classroom suddenly became tense, and most people were just waiting to see what was going on. Indeed, looking around, all the girls in the class had their hair tied up, some with twin ponytails, and some with formal hair tied up.
Fang Mo quietly handed the rubber band to her, but Lin Weixia pushed it back and said in a neither humble nor arrogant manner:
"Sorry, it's not convenient. I told the teacher about my situation before entering the school."
The girl didn't expect Lin Weixia to refuse. She crossed her arms and said proudly, "Ha, are all F students like this? They are so desperate that they don't care if their marks drop again? Or do you need my help for a rubber band?"
The girl's words attracted the attention of all the F students in the class, but they basically lowered their heads with indifferent expressions on their faces.
I don’t know if it’s because of the environment, but I don’t even dare to put up a basic resistance.
The atmosphere was tense and strangely quiet. The girl was a domineering young lady who was not easy to mess with, and no one wanted to get themselves into trouble.
In the tense atmosphere, Ban Sheng came in at some point. He slowly returned to his seat and raised his hand slightly. Someone came over to talk to him about the situation.
After listening, he leaned back against the wall again, slowly drank the milk in his hand, and watched the scene from across the river leisurely, with a look of indifference.
"Who knows if you've told the teacher? Today is my turn on duty. Once you enter Shenzhen High School, you have to follow the rules. You have to tie your hair up—"
The girl stared at her, raised her hand suddenly, and was about to pull Lin Weixia's hair when she was stopped by someone.
Ning Chao had just stood up and when he saw the other person he breathed a sigh of relief and sat down again. This woman's words were so rude that he almost went up to beat her up.
"Who is it? Is there—" The girl turned around angrily and was about to curse, but after seeing the appearance of the person, she swallowed the word "sick" into her throat and the expression on her face became one of disbelief.
Liu Sijia put one hand in her pocket and grabbed Li Shengran's wrist with the other hand. She looked at her and said in a low but intimidating voice, "Shengran, that's enough."
"She said it was inconvenient."
The girl was embarrassed in public and looked unhappy. What made her even more upset was that weren't they the closest friends? Why did she speak up for a F student
"It's my turn on duty today, so she has to tie her hair." Li Shengran repeated stubbornly.
Liu Sijia lost her patience and suddenly let go of her hand. The girl stumbled and almost fell. Liu Sijia looked down at her and exposed her mercilessly:
"Forget it, Li Shengran, don't use your position as an excuse to pursue your own selfish interests."
The reason why Li Shengran was so persistent was not only because he was an A student and was prone to bullying, but also because Lin Weixia almost became Ban Sheng's deskmate that day.
"What is she to you? Why are you speaking for her like this?" Li Shengran had tears in his eyes.
Liu Sijia squinted her eyes and thought of the typhoon day on the weekend, the pair of quiet amber eyes, and a rainy night earlier, and her heart moved.
"She's my friend."
Not a follower, nor a clique member, but a good friend.
After the flag-raising ceremony, the morning meeting officially began. The dean of studies was speaking on the stage with saliva flying all over the place, while the students in the same uniforms were drowsy and very hot.
This is the climate of Nanjiang. It is close to the sea, hot and humid. In late September, even wearing spring clothes will make you sweat a little.
Liu Sijia stood in the line with her back straight. A group of boys standing in the back row were bored and watched the queen's every move.
Zheng Zhaoxing was talking in a low voice with his companions while glancing at Liu Sijia from time to time. After a while, he took out a bottle of ice drink from somewhere and asked the students in front of him to pass it to Liu Sijia one by one.
"Brother Zhao is very loyal." Someone said.
"Nonsense, don't you see who that is? Liu Sijia is so pretty and has a great figure. It would be so prestigious to take a girl like this out."
Zheng Zhaoxing felt a little unhappy when he heard people talking about the goddess. Just as he was about to speak, the person next to him took a breath and said, "Fuck, the new transfer student is so pretty, she's quite special. Why do I think she's prettier?"
A group of people looked over, and Ban Sheng, who was casually listening to people chatting, heard what was happening, his Adam's apple slid up and down, and he raised his eyelashes to look over.
Lin Weixia stood next to Liu Sijia. She was tall, with long, soft, black hair that reached her waist. She was wearing a high-heeled uniform and a pair of straight, white legs under her plaid skirt.
Someone in the back row poked Lin Weixia on the back and asked her to pass the ice drink to Liu Sijia.
The moment Lin Weixia turned around, people could see her face more clearly.
Lin Weixia has a standard oval face, fair skin, and a small, pointed chin. What's more special is that there is a small red butterfly birthmark on her cheek where her left lower eyelid is.
If a birthmark grows on the face, it will inevitably look weird, but on Lin Weixia's pretty face, it is unusually harmonious. The whole person exudes a quiet and cold temperament.
She has a pair of beautiful, quiet, animal-like eyes.
However, Ban Sheng couldn’t remember which animal the eyes belonged to.
"This temperament is amazing, not inferior to Queen Liu at all."
This was indeed true, because even Zheng Zhaoxing was stunned. They had taken a few days off last week, so they didn't notice the transfer student. But then he noticed the color of her bow tie and said with a little contempt: "Tsk, F student, isn't that easy to pick up."
"Those poor bastards can be dealt with by giving them something expensive."
"Indeed, this makes Lao Gu feel itchy. Why don't you rush up to him when the morning meeting is over and say, "Classmate, can you please watch your way?"
"You have to hit my heart."
"Hahaha, this is fucking possible. Can't we get it in minutes?" someone said.
The morning meeting ended with the increasing heat. The boys were still coveting Lin Weixia's white, round calves, and even made dirty jokes about Liu Sijia.
Zheng Zhaoxing also joined in the conversation and was smiling when he suddenly felt someone patting his shoulder. He turned around and saw everyone following him.
Meet a pair of eyes.
In an instant, the atmosphere quieted down. Ban Sheng's appearance was like throwing an ice cube into the boiling water, and the boiling point disappeared instantly, and the fire was extinguished with a crackling sound.
The arrogance is completely gone
Ban Sheng raised his chin slightly, put one hand in his pocket, looked at them accurately, and said, "Didn't you say we should have dinner together?"
"I'll give you a favor."