The party ended very late. On the way Ban Sheng sent her home, her aunt called several times in a row, her tone of reprimand mixed with worry:
"Where have you been? Why aren't you home so late?"
The black Maybach drove forward, the window half-rolled, occasionally the white noise of waves hitting the rocks could be heard. Lin Weixia leaned sideways and lied in a low voice:
"Fang Mo and I went out to play and are on our way home."
Lin Weixia was concentrating on dealing with the parents here, and she caught a glimpse of the boy sitting next to her and smiled. His eyes said, "You are so awesome, and you even lied to your parents."
"Really? You're not going out with any boy, are you? Auntie tells you that men nowadays are very shrewd, be careful about being cheated..." Ms. Lin said worriedly.
A light sneer came from the side, which seemed to express who was controlling whom.
Lin Weixia's heart tightened. She didn't look at Ban Sheng, but she knew that a pair of teasing eyes were on her. Afraid that her aunt would hear the voice of a boy next to her, she subconsciously covered the microphone and leaned out of the car window to answer the call.
My aunt gave me instructions for a while before hanging up the phone. Fortunately, the car arrived in more than half an hour. The two stood at the entrance of Shuiwei Lane and said goodbye.
Lin Weixia was afraid that her aunt would find out, so she didn't let Ban Sheng in and just asked him to send her here.
Ban Sheng was quite abnormal throughout the whole night.
When they were in the car, Ban Sheng had been playing with her hair entangled with his fingers. Now, under the light bulb hanging on the roadside, there were moths flying around. Under the dim warm yellow light, his slender fingers with obvious blue veins gently rested on the slender white little finger, then slowly entangled it, and finally hooked them together.
Ban Sheng never let the man go. Whenever the two of them looked at each other, it was hard to tell whose eyes were moist and whose were hot.
"You know me well." Ben Sheng looked at her and said.
He was referring to the six quick questions and answers tonight.
"Of course." Lin Weixia's usual calm tone was tinged with pride.
As Lin Weixia was talking to him, she noticed that there was a bit of silver ribbon on Ban Sheng's face, sticking to his cheek. With his cold face, he looked even more rogue.
"Lower your head a little." Lin Weixia pulled her hand away.
Ban Sheng raised his eyebrows, but still lowered his neck. The figure in front of him moved closer. Lin Weixia looked up at him, stood on tiptoe and reached out to touch his face.
Because they were very close, Ban Sheng could smell the sweet fruity scent on her body. He glanced down slightly and saw the girl's rosy lips. Her breathing became disordered and her Adam's apple slid up and down with difficulty.
The slender white fingertips gently stroked my cheek, which was like someone scratching my heart, and the more itchy it was, the more unbearable it became.
"alright."
Lin Weixia was about to withdraw her hand, but unexpectedly, a pair of cold hands grabbed her in mid-air. The boy looked down at her, his eyes filled with some emotions.
"I finally know what you smell like?" Ban Sheng said.
Lin Weixia looked surprised: "What?"
"It smells like peach." Ban Sheng said slowly.
Lin Weixia's hands were still clenched in the air. She understood and explained, "Maybe my family runs a fruit store. The shelf closest to the cashier is peaches, so it should be..."
She was still explaining seriously when Ban Sheng suddenly interrupted her and said directly:
"I want to kiss you."
I thought about it a long time ago.
Ban Sheng's eyes were dark and bright. As soon as they looked into each other's eyes, Lin Weixia felt as if she was about to be sucked in by the fire dancing in his eyes.
My heart clenched; his attack was too fierce, leaving me no way to retreat.
The boy with his head and neck straight slowly approached, breathing coldly and heavily and slowly, trying to keep her from being distracted.
Ban Sheng held up her hand, and slowly stroked her wrist with his thumb, neither lightly nor heavily, with an arousing desire, as if he wanted to possess her completely, both physically and mentally.
Lin Weixia felt a layer of sweat on her palms, her heartbeat accelerated, and her whole body felt like it was being burned by fire. She felt a little nervous and hesitant. Lin felt that she was a little unstable, so she took two steps back and bumped into the wall. The wall was cold.
At this moment, a beam of strong white light shone straight at the two of them, and Lin Weixia subconsciously raised her hand to cover her eyes.
Ban Sheng frowned, loosened his grip on her hand, raised his eyelids, and glanced coldly at the person who came.
Gao Hang was standing three meters away, wearing only a pair of large shorts and flip-flops. He was biting a popsicle, which was dripping with water from his mouth, which was wide open due to shock.
He was still holding a flashlight in his right hand, pointing it at them, with a strong beam of light shining in the middle, seemingly separating the two of them.
Ban Sheng asked back:
"Not turning it off?"
"Oh oh" Gao Hang came back to his senses and pressed the flashlight in a panic. He laughed awkwardly and scaredly, wondering how he had run into his brother-in-law's gun.
At this moment, Ban Sheng's face was so dark that he wanted to kill someone.
Lin Weixia tugged at Ban Sheng's clothes and whispered, "Don't scare him."
After Lin Weixia spoke, Ban Sheng's hostility subsided a little.
"Why did you come out?" Lin Weixia asked to help.
Gao Hang breathed a sigh of relief and scratched his head: "Mom has been nagging why you haven't come home yet. I just happened to be out taking out the trash, so I thought I'd stop by to pick you up in the dark."
"Then I'll leave." Lin Weixia spoke to him.
Ban Sheng's voice was low and deep, and he paused for a word: "Yeah."
The holiday is over soon, and the new semester of senior year is officially here. The students are looking forward to it but also a little nervous. After the grade ranking is cancelled, the priority of elective courses also disappears.
Everyone was free to choose their favorite courses, and Fang Mo chose her favorite indoor gymnastics class as she wished.
The group of A students continued to hold their ground secretly, but some of the F students began to refuse to take the challenge.
When people only focus on their own affairs, they are no longer afraid of any sound.
October is coming soon, and at the same time, people are looking forward to the annual sports meeting.
Everyone was looking forward to this sports meet, and some students even took on the responsibility of reporting the daily weather forecast in the school forum.
Student Xiao Ming: [It will rain tomorrow, and it will rain again, so we can’t open it. ]
Zhang AAA: [Brother, don't sign up. It makes me sad. It always rains when the sports meet is about to start. This is the ninth unsolved mystery on campus.]
Someone commented: [I will die with regret if we don’t hold the sports meet. ]
This statement was followed by a burst of laughter.
Fortunately, the sports meet, which had been postponed repeatedly due to weather reasons, was finally scheduled for half a month later.
The date for the sports meet was set, everyone cheered, and the sports committee member began the task of lobbying students to actively participate in the event.
But in Shenzhen High School, they look forward to the sports meeting as a break, not the event itself. Under the high-pressure environment of competition and fighting, most students here have developed a cold and selfish mindset.
Every time the sports committee member looked for a student, he was basically rejected. The reasons they gave were either preparing for a competition or preparing for matters related to studying abroad.
Everyone was eager to move on and didn't seem to miss high school life.
The sports committee member was desperate and happened to pass by Ban Sheng. He asked him nervously if he would participate. Ban Sheng replied:
"Do you think it's possible?"
Lin Weixia was also there at the time, but she didn't say anything. She never interfered with Ban Sheng.
But she didn't expect the head teacher to look for her. Lin Weixia stood in the office with a blank look on her face. Lao Liu unscrewed the thermos cup and took a sip of tea, chewing the tea foam in his mouth:
"Lin Weixia, I plan to let you and the sports committee member be responsible for organizing everyone's registration for this sports meet."
Lin Weixia blinked and replied belatedly: "Teacher, my organizational skills are still lacking. I can recommend a more suitable candidate to you."
"What's missing? I heard that it was you who initiated the cancellation of the Mutual Aid Club for Seniors last time. The teacher always thought that you were a girl who was calm and had your own ideas. Because of your arrival, the classmates in the class have changed a little. This time, the matter is like this..." Old Liu said earnestly.
I don't know what touched Lin Weixia's heart, but she finally nodded and agreed. When Lin Weixia walked to the door of the office, Lao Liu called him:
"Ban Sheng's grades have never worried the teacher, but he is a little aloof and is used to being a maverick in the class. I have never been able to get through to his parents. Try to persuade him to participate in this sports meet and integrate more into the group."
"I'll try my best." Lin Weixia replied.
Although it was Lin Weixia who came forward and tried to persuade Ban Sheng, he did not even raise his head and answered slowly:
"I don't want to go, but I'll consider it if you promise me your love."
At that time, Ban Sheng was studying a physics problem. He was doing serious things, but the words he said were extremely vulgar.
Lin Weixia reached out her hand to touch the short hair on the back of the boy's head near his neck, stroking it gently with her fingertips, and said:
"Do you want me to hit you?"
Feeling the soft touch on the back of his neck, Ban Sheng paused with the tip of his pen in his hand. His body stiffened, and he spoke in a hoarse and restrained voice:
"You're looking for death, huh?"
Looking at the emotions surging in Shangbangsheng's eyes, he was shocked and quickly retracted his hand and ran away.
When Lin Weixia took the registration form to see the sports committee member, the latter almost burst into tears when he learned that she was there to help share the responsibility.
"I tried my best. I lobbied everyone for individual events for a long time, and almost everyone has signed up, but there are still a few left." The sports committee member showed her his form.
Lin Weixia took the form, looked around, and said, "Let's sign up for the remaining items."
"That's no problem. It's just that no one has signed up for group events like tug-of-war and relay, which really worries me," the Sports Committee member pointed out.
I glanced at the registration columns under several group events, and they were all blank.
This is not surprising in Shenzhen High School. Collective honor is unimportant to them and is far less important than striving for personal honor.
Those A students who are stubborn and still have prejudices against F students are even less willing to lower their status and participate in the competition with them.
During evening study, Lin Weixia and the sports committee member walked up to the podium. The sports committee member stood on the podium and stammered about the sports meet, encouraging everyone to sign up and participate.
No one spoke and the classroom was silent.
The crow-feather-like eyelashes were raised, and looking from the perspective of the podium, one could see rows of bulging shoulder blades as students in front of the desks concentrated on their own work.
Occasionally, one or two girls would gather together and laugh from time to time, looking as if it had nothing to do with them.
"Everyone, what I'm going to say next may sound preachy and chicken soup, so please listen to it."
"After the age of eighteen, the sky is wide and high, and everyone yearns for it."
"But I think Seventeen is the real paradise. In paradise, we are our own kings, and nothing can make us bow down to it."
"Don't let your seventeen years old have any regrets."
Lin Weixia finished these words slowly, and the classroom suddenly became quiet, even the noisy laughter disappeared. Sixteen is too young, they are between after17 and 18, starting to act like adults, with their own thoughts and worries, and longing to be different from others.
Seventeen, embracing the world is reckless and passionate. There are countless worries, I hope the acne on my face will disappear soon, why the teacher always delays the class, why is math so difficult, I don’t want to learn. I quarreled with my good friend, the world is about to collapse, I must not bow my head to find her to make peace first. Today I said one more word to the boy I like. Although he was very rude when I quarreled with him, I was still a little happy. Why do adults interfere with what I will study in the future? It’s really annoying that they love to nag and scold people. I want to try running away from home one day to see if they will regret it.
Everyone is looking for his own paradise, wanting to escape into it, longing for freedom and the ability to dominate everything.
Although I am hypocritical, sometimes cowardly and painful, and I make a big fuss when something happens, and feel that I am not understood, I still look forward to:
I hope I am unique and I hope I can shine, because—
Seventeen is the brightest diamond in paradise.
Liu Xiping was holding the thermos cup with a look of relief on his face. He originally wanted to go in and persuade these kids with the same old talk, telling them not to waste their youth. He is 37 years old this year, and they are the most special senior students he has ever taught, and he is also growing up with them.
"Let's participate in the sports meet together. No matter whether this stroke is cliché or brilliant in your colorful seventeen, don't let it leave any regrets." Liu Xiping did not choose to come in. He said this while standing at the door.
The discussion in the classroom became louder. Many people had different opinions. Some were persuaded and eager to try, while others were still sarcastic and thought that Lin Weixia was nothing and was pointing fingers at people from the podium.
"I kind of want to sign up. To be honest, I haven't participated in many group activities in almost three years at Shenzhen High School. This is our last sports meet."
"Have you forgotten that you were going to use the sports day to prepare for the competition?"
"To be honest, I really wanted to participate. I was persuaded by her."
Although the atmosphere became somewhat relaxed amidst the chatter of the crowd, no one spoke. It was like a frozen lake where the ice began to melt and surge.
But someone needs to make the first cut.
A slow and low voice came:
"I'll sign up."
Everyone turned around to look at the last row, and Ban Sheng stood up. Was he afraid that no one would sign up and that Lin Weixia on the stage would be too embarrassed, or did he really want to participate
No one knows his motives or thoughts.
But a gap opened up.
With a "bang", Ning Chao slammed the table, causing the whole class to turn their heads back again and look at him in unison.
"Well said, I am my own king! Arrange the relay race and tug-of-war competition for me."
"Everyone follow me and I will help you win without any effort." Ning Chao said in a arrogant tone.
As soon as he finished speaking, the whole class burst into laughter and the atmosphere became relaxed, but it was not awkward for Ning Chao to say this, because he was very good at sports and was one of the fastest runners in the world, and he had a pure wildness in him.
When he first entered high school, his class teacher suggested that he should pursue a career in sports and, if he worked hard in his academics, he could be admitted to an undergraduate program.
But Ning Chao was a thorn in the side, and he used all kinds of excuses to reject Lao Liu, such as "I won't go" and "The food stall at home is waiting for me to take over after I graduate."
Li Shengran snorted coldly. Just as the classroom was filled with noisy discussions, a female voice was heard, quieting the classroom and thawing the atmosphere for a moment.
"I'm signing up, too."
It turned out to be Liu Sijia, she was sitting there with her arms folded, her expression calm. Her action was puzzling and curious.
"Then I'll sign up too." Li Shengran raised his chin and spoke, but his tone was unnatural.
"I'm signing up too." Fang Jiabei said timidly.
"Count me in."
"I'll come too."
…
Amidst the lively and harmonious discussion, there was a deafening "bang" as Zheng Zhaoxing kicked the desk to the ground, causing books, papers and pens to fall to the ground.
Zheng Zhaoxing's face had a gloomy and murderous expression. He looked at the people in the classroom and cursed. Then he left the classroom without caring that they were still having evening self-study.
The school playground is always bustling in the evening. On the red track, there are girls running while reciting their lessons, and there are also sports students training themselves.
The flaming clouds spread out in a magnificent color, and cheers could be heard from the open-air basketball court from time to time.
Liu Sijia was standing outside the crowd of onlookers. She stood there with her hands behind her back, her face delicate and cold, but underneath that nonchalant expression, her fingers hidden behind her back were unconsciously moving together, her nails turning white from the force.
Suddenly, someone exclaimed, and Liu Sijia looked over in the direction of the voice. Ning Chao leaped hard and grabbed the backboard to make a three-pointer. The lines of his arms with bent elbows were full of wildness.
There was a burst of applause from the crowd. Ning Chao, wearing a black jersey, walked to the side and lifted the corner of his shirt to wipe the sweat from his eyes.
Liu Sijia hesitated for a moment but still walked over. After her companion saw who was coming, he patted Ning Chao on the shoulder and whistled:
"Oh, Queen Liu is here to see you."
After saying that, the person left. Liu Sijia walked in front of Ning Chao. Neither of them spoke first. Ning Chao was looking up and gulping down ice water.
Neither of them paid any attention to each other.
"I have something to talk to you about." Liu Sijia said.
Ning Chao finished drinking the half bottle of ice water in his hand, and looked directly at the trash can not far away. Then he raised his eyelids to look at her and said:
"Oh, what can I do for you?"
Liu Sijia was immediately irritated by his distant and polite manner and shouted, "Do you have to be so polite?"
Ning Chao sneered and said nothing.
"The sports meet is coming soon, and I wanted to ask you...if you can teach me how to run." Liu Sijia's lips and tongue were dry, and she said this somewhat unnaturally.
She had never been so nervous before, full of anticipation and fear. Liu Sijia didn't even dare to look him in the eye, and looked away awkwardly.
"Did you find the wrong person?" Ning Chao asked her.
The atmosphere was like the surface of a lake, rippling in circles. Liu Sijia remembered something and her shoulders slumped, no longer acting like a proud black swan.
Suddenly there was a rustling sound, and Liu Sijia took out a cup of iced apricot from behind and handed it to him, then paused and said, "I'm sorry for what happened before. I take back all those words."
"You can push me back." Liu Sijia said with determination.
Ning Chao, who had been expressionless, became interested at this moment. He asked, "Really? You want me to fight back? Anywhere is fine?"
"?" Liu Sijia was about to refute, but finally nodded and said through gritted teeth, "Okay."
"Well, close your eyes and let me tell you first, I have a broken palm and it hurts when I hit people." Ning Chao said seriously.
After saying that, he lowered his head and began to move his wrists, and the joints made "click" and "click" sounds. His expression was serious and he didn't seem to be joking at all.
“Here I am.”
Her heart was beating like a drum, and suddenly, she felt a strong force coming at her. Liu Sijia closed her eyes in fear, and no matter how hard she tried to prepare herself mentally, her eyelashes still trembled uncontrollably.
The expected pain did not come, but a gust of wind blew on my face, warm and hot. Ning Chao opened his eyes and stood in the sun.
His whole body was bright.
"Liu Sijia, I won't ask you to do anything, but you can't avoid Lin Weixia's matter. You have to figure out the rest yourself." The boy's eyes were shiny black and clear.
After saying that, Ning Chao turned his back to her, his back was so cool that it was hard to describe, and threw down a sentence.
"Tomorrow afternoon at five, wait for me at the playground after school."
As for Lin Weixia, Liu Sijia had always wanted to do something, but she kept avoiding it. Ning Chao's words gave her courage.
Liu Sijia stood there, feeling a different feeling in her heart.
On the other side, Ban Sheng and Lin Weixia were taking a break in the corridor. Ban Sheng was leaning against the wall, and Lin Weixia remembered something and asked him:
“How was your run?”
"Not bad, how about you?" Ban Sheng asked back.
"Not really." Lin Weixia replied. She was doing it just to set an example.
"Oh, then you're done." Ban Sheng's tone was quite detached.
Lin Weixia smiled and said calmly: "Don't I have you?"
She was actually joking. She hooked her finger around his and shook it, and began to offer advice: "You can run faster, then I can run slower, okay?"
Lin Weixia was talking when her slender fingers were suddenly grabbed by someone in a very forceful manner. Ban Sheng lazily lowered his neck and met his eyes, his heart skipping a beat.
Ban Sheng's eyes showed what I wanted. He looked at her:
"Just give it a kiss."