"Dirty." Lin Weixia pulled her hand back.
"I don't mind." Ban Sheng's voice was hoarse.
He squinted his eyes and looked at the girl in front of him. Lin Weixia took off her hearing aids because she was going to run today. She tied her long black hair up behind her, revealing her smooth forehead. Some of her hair kept falling down.
She tied two lantern braids that hung down in front of her chest, and paired them with the blue and white PE pants she wore today, she looked pure, cute and energetic.
Ban Sheng reached out to pull the soft black lantern braid on her chest, his eyes scanning her up and down, and said nonchalantly:
"Why are you dressed like a mascot?"
Having said that, his hand reached out to the white thighs, but Lin Weixia slapped it away: "You are the mascot."
"I'm leaving and going to the hospital."
The two-day sports meet ended quickly. When the closing ceremony began, the audience was noisy and the school director was announcing the overall ranking of this sports meet.
The team of Class 1, Grade 3 fell silent in unison, waiting with bated breath when the organizing committee announced on the stage that Class 1, Grade 3 ranked first in the overall score of this sports meet.
"Wow!!!"
“Awesome!”
"I usually don't take action, but once I do, I know whether the first team has it or not!"
The whole class was in an uproar. The girls kept shouting and laughing, while the boys were high-fiving in celebration. Our class teacher, Lao Liu, was standing in the last row and smiled.
I don't know which boys started the mischief. One of them held one of Lao Liu's thighs, and two boys stood behind him. Together, they threw Lao Liu into the sky.
With them as the center, more and more students came over and surrounded Lao Liu. The usually serious Lao Liu could no longer hold back and his face was filled with fear.
Every time they threw Lao Liu up, a group of people laughed and shouted.
"We are Class 1 of Senior 3!"
“We are number one!”
"First!!!"
People were crowded together, shoulders touching from time to time. Because there were too many people making trouble, some took this opportunity to take revenge on their classmates.
People kept shouting, "Where are my glasses?"
Someone took the opportunity to punch his companion: "You're the one who stepped on my glasses!"
"You tore my clothes and exposed my nipples!" the companion retorted.
Lin Weixia in the crowd turned around to look for Ban Sheng, but he was still standing there.
You can see it just by looking back.
The two of them locked eyes and smiled faintly.
The temperature of the wind was just right, the sky was blue, and the laughter of boys and girls echoed over the campus.
This is their seventeenth year.
The celebration banquet was scheduled for a hotel in the city in the evening. After drinking two sips of white wine, Lao Liu became exhausted and started making annoying speeches again.
Old Liu burped twice, holding the wine glass in one hand and pointing at the students with the other hand, he said tremblingly: "I used to teach you all—"
"The worst class." Qiu Minghua threw a peanut into his mouth.
Old Liu had said this at least dozens of times, and their ears were almost callused. Unexpectedly, Liu Xiping chuckled twice and shook his head:
"This is the best class I've ever taught. It ranks at least in the top three."
These words made the students present very happy. They raised their glasses to celebrate, and their laughter and bickering echoed in the glasses.
Compared with the bustle inside, the outside of the hotel seemed much quieter. At this moment, a man and a woman were leaning against the wall, smoking.
Ning Chao had a cigarette in his mouth. The boy tilted his face, and the curve of his profile was strong and smooth. He held a lighter in his hand, and the orange-red fire popped out and handed it over.
Liu Sijia lowered her head, with a white cigarette between her red lips. When the tobacco touched the fire, wisps of smoke slowly rose.
"You run pretty fast." Ning Chao raised his eyebrows and fiddled with the lighter in his hand.
Liu Sijia exhaled a puff of cigarette and said complacently: "Of course, I have to do my best in everything I do."
"You signed up because of Lin Weixia, right? You were worried that she would be embarrassed if no one signed up."
"It's none of your business." Liu Sijia replied.
No, it's because of him.
Ning Chao lowered his head and laughed without refuting her. After finishing this conversation, the two of them suddenly fell silent, as if they didn't know what to say.
But the atmosphere was unusually harmonious, unlike before when they were at loggerheads with each other and couldn't stand each other.
He quickly finished a cigarette, extinguished it with his nail-colored nails, and Liu Sijiao stretched out his hand, looking at him seriously with his fox eyes raised:
"Let's officially make peace."
Shake hands and let bygones be bygones.
A snow-white hand was stretched out, but there was no response. Liu Sijia frowned and was about to withdraw her hand when Ning Chao glanced at her.
The boy stretched out his hand and clenched his fist and touched her palm.
Ning Chao walked straight past her without looking back, saying, "Let's go. If Lao Liu comes down and runs into us again, I don't want to suck your hair again."
"I've told you so many times, my arms are hairless! You're the one with hair on your arms!" Liu Sijia followed behind with a dissatisfied tone.
A group of classmates went to sing in a KTV. When people get drunk, the tension in their brains will be relaxed. Liu Sijia drank one glass after another, and she seemed to be drunk and might pass out in the next second.
Liu Sijia has been crazy about drinking coffee for a long time. She likes the feeling of accelerated heartbeat and dizziness. That feeling seems to be able to completely control her life.
But now it seems that alcohol is not so bad.
As she was thinking about it, Liu Sijia felt nauseous. She covered her mouth and ran out. She rushed to the bathroom at the end of the corridor and vomited while holding the toilet.
After vomiting, Liu Sijia staggered to the sink, turned on the faucet, and kept splashing water on her face.
The faucet was suddenly turned off, and the space became quiet. Liu Sijia raised her head, turned her head to look at the gentle-looking girl next to her, and apologized earnestly:
"sorry."
Lin Weixia didn't respond to her and took a piece of paper to wipe her hands.
Liu Sijia was not angry either. She had the right not to accept the apology. Lin Weixia crumpled the tissue into a ball and threw it into the trash can, then left without looking back.
"I will repay you in my own way." Liu Sijia said to her back.
Lin Weixia's figure stiffened for a moment, then she continued to move forward.
Liu Sijia stared at the charming but exhausted face reflected in the mirror and turned on the faucet again. When did she realize that she was wrong
Was it because I saw that photo by chance on the forum, or was it because my body was getting more and more tired
During this sports meet, Liu Sijia looked that girl in the face again. While running, her whole body was deprived of oxygen and her brain went blank, as if she was about to die. The most important person who flashed through her mind was her.
At the end of the month, there was a large and important baseline test. Liu Sijia missed two exams and locked herself in the equipment room.
Liu Sijia squatted in the equipment room, hugging her knees. The stench of decay was obvious. It was winter and extremely cold.
The deeper she fell into darkness, the more Liu Sijia thought:
Is she that scared
Is she sad too
At night, Liu Sijia leaned against the wall, her lips pale from the cold, she was tired and hungry, and fainted several times. Liu Sijia took out her cell phone from her pocket and logged into the campus forum of Shenzhen High School.
It was a photo she had accidentally seen on a popular post before the sports meet, and now she took it out and looked at it again.
The owners of the photo are two girls.
At that time, during a physical education class, Liu Sijia was training for the 100-meter test. She always set high standards for herself, and sprinting was her weakness, so she could only train many times.
In the final sprint, Liu Sijia ran forward with a tense expression. A strand of hair from her ponytail was blown onto her delicate face. When she saw Lin Weixia waiting quietly at the finish line holding her coat, her eyes softened at once.
Lin Weixia also opened her amber eyes and waited for her to come over.
The photo is frozen at this point.
And the title is—She She.
A drop of crystal tear fell on the photo on the phone screen, quickly blurring the vision in front of her eyes.
Lin Weixia probably won't forgive her.
But she wants to give it back to her.
Liu Sijia locked herself up from noon until nearly 11 o'clock in the evening. When the security guard was checking the night, he found that she had fainted and immediately rescued her.
She locked herself up twice as long and missed two exams.
When Old Liu learned about this, he severely criticized Liu Sijia and threatened to visit her home.
When Wen Liyan saw that Liu Sijia's report card had two subjects with scores of 0, she did not react at all. She turned around and slapped her own daughter hard.
Liu Sijia was already weak, and she lost her balance and fell to the ground. There were five bright red finger marks on her fair cheek, and a trace of blood oozed from the corner of her mouth.
"Waste." Wen Liyan looked down at her coldly.
Afterwards, Liu Sijia was put in solitary confinement for a week by Wen Liyan.
Lin Weixia said nothing when she learned about this, but she broke a pencil while writing.
After the discussion was over, everyone focused and began to devote their energy to studying. Studying here means concentrating on doing your own thing, but the atmosphere in the class became much more harmonious.
Time passed quickly and it was November in the blink of an eye.
Lin Weixia was also reviewing seriously, but she encountered a difficult problem. It turned out that the teacher she met at the Beijing North competition recommended her to participate in a brand event performance there.
She held the invitation letter in her hand and thought about it for a day before deciding to refuse. Ban Sheng was marking something on his globe with a marker, and when he heard the news, he raised his eyelids, glanced at her, and asked her.
“Why do you like the cello?”
Lin Weixia was stunned for a moment, and said in a light tone: "I lost the hearing in my right ear when I was very young. Because of the environment around me, I have always been a loner. To a large extent-"
“Music saved me.”
She has indeed relied on music to sustain herself until now. Lin Weixia said these words in a light tone, but Ban Sheng knew that the cello was very important to her.
"Then why did you refuse?" Ban Sheng asked.
Lin Weixia held her chin with her hand and smiled: "Because I am more realistic and don't live in fairy tales."
Lin Weixia knew that it would be impossible to pursue her dream by taking it as a profession in the future. Her family’s financial situation did not allow it, and she would not do so.
It would be nice to be able to play the cello occasionally. For her, music is a refuge and a cure for everything.
"There can be music in real life, too. Listen to me," Ban Sheng paused, "It's hard to meet something or someone you like in life."
“When you meet one, you must seize it.”
She was moved by Ban Sheng's words, and her fingers subconsciously stroked the three words "Lin Weixia" printed on the invitation letter, and her fingertips felt hot.
Finally, Lin Weixia changed her mind and contacted the teacher at Beijing North to let her know that she would go. After the teacher knew about it, he contacted the brand to arrange accommodation and booked a flight for her.
The time is set for this weekend.
Ban Sheng nodded, lowered his neck, and pressed his thumb on the screen of his mobile phone, not knowing what he was doing. Lin Weixia asked him:
"What are you doing?"
"I'll book a ticket and go with you." Ban Sheng said this naturally.
Lin Weixia reached out and pressed his phone. The boy looked up and said in a drawn-out voice, "There's a teacher over there who will receive me, and—
"I don't want to be too dependent on you."
Ban Sheng was stunned for a second, thinking that she was just saying this on impulse, raised his hand and pinched the girl's cheek, snorting and laughing:
"I am here for you to rely on."
Lin Weixia smiled and didn't respond.
On the weekend, Lin Weixia boarded a flight from Nanjiang to Jingbei City. She felt sleepy after reading for a while on the plane, so she pulled down the sunshade and borrowed a blanket from the flight attendant.
Lin Weixia slept for a while, then was dazed for a while. After lunch, the plane finally arrived in Beijing North City.
A gentle female voice came from the cabin broadcast, "Ladies and gentlemen, the plane has landed at Beijing North Airport. At this moment, the ground temperature outside is 5 degrees. The plane is taxiing..."
After leaving the plane, a cold wind blew in her face, making Lin Weixia shiver. As she followed the crowd to the conveyor belt to get her luggage, she couldn't help but sneeze.
As soon as she passed the security gate, a special staff member came to pick her up. The receptionist saw that Lin Weixia's white cheeks were red from the cold, and said with concern:
"There's a thick coat in the suitcase, take it out and put it on. The weather in northern Beijing is like this, and it's usually hard for people from the south to adapt."
"good."
Lin Weixia squatted down and took out a thick coat and a black and white plaid scarf from the suitcase and wrapped herself in it.
She knew that it would be very cold in northern Beijing, but she didn't expect it to be this cold. In Nanjiang, the weather was still warm during the day in November, but here, it was almost snowing.
After getting in the car, Lin Weixia turned on her phone and looked for the black avatar. Ban Sheng asked her to report that she was safe as soon as she got off the plane.
Xia: [I'm here. The staff and teachers are driving me to the hotel.]
After a while, the screen lit up. It was a reply from Ban Sheng, in his usual no-nonsense style.
Ban: [Yes. Please send me the hotel address and phone number.]
After Lin Weixia lowered her head and sent the hotel's location and phone number, a message suddenly came in from the Beijing North Meteorological Bureau:
[The temperature will drop sharply tomorrow, to -0--3 degrees Celsius, and snowfall is expected. All units and schools should strengthen prevention, and residents should pay attention to safety when traveling. ]
She sent this screenshot to Ban Sheng and exclaimed: [Wow, amazing, I actually caught the first snow in northern Beijing. ]
Ban Sheng did not reply, and Lin Weixia did not care. She turned off the phone and chatted with the teacher.
The next day, Lin Weixia went to the event venue to play the cello. After the performance, the people at the scene praised her highly.
The activity was still going on. Lin Weixia slipped into the bathroom to wash her hands. When she came out, she saw a teacher scolding a boy in the center of the lobby.
The boy's back is tall, and he exudes a sense of being difficult to control, with a cynical look on his face. The tattoos on the back of his hands are ostentatious and obvious.
"Look at you, you play the cello so well, why did you suddenly change your mind and apply to aviation school?!"
"I want to go to heaven." The boy answered word by word with an arrogant tone.
The teacher was choked and said, "You—I can't control you anyway!"
Seeing the familiar figure behind him, Lin Weixia tentatively called out, "Zhou Jingze."
The boy turned around quickly, raised his eyebrows when he saw an old acquaintance, and took the opportunity to find an excuse to come over, thus successfully avoiding the teacher's nagging.
"Hey, dear," Zhou Jingze raised his chin towards her and smiled, "Come and compete?"
"Not really, just a small performance." Lin Weixia replied.
Zhou Jingze chuckled: "Okay, I'll treat you to dinner."
It just so happened that this concert hall was very close to Tianhua Middle School, so Zhou Jingze simply took her back to Shenzhong for dinner. As soon as the two entered the cafeteria, the other boys saw Zhou Jingze bringing a girl in, and they all started to make a noise:
"Mr. Zhou, a new girlfriend!"
"Wow, Master Zhou, you have a great eye. This girl looks like a fairy."
Zhou Jingze lazily carried the food tray and cursed at them with a smile. When he was about to tell them to stop talking nonsense, a frail figure ran out and bumped into his shoulder with a "bang".
With a "pop" sound, something fell out of the girl's pocket. The girl was wearing a white cotton jacket and a little bear scarf.
The girl kept her head down, mumbled "I'm sorry", and ran out in a hurry. After the girl ran out, Zhou Jingze stared at her back, thinking.
Lin Weixia squatted down and picked up something that looked like a card. She looked at it carefully and saw that it was written neatly on it: Class 1, Grade 3, Xu Sui.
There are also stickers of bunny and cabbage next to it.
As she was concentrating on watching, a bony hand took the meal card away. Zhou Jingze said nonchalantly, "My classmate."
It's a classmate who puts someone else's meal card in his pocket, Lin Weixia said secretly in her heart.
After they had prepared their meals, they took their plates and found a seat to sit down. Lin Weixia recalled the jokes his classmates had just made and said:
"Aren't you going to explain? We are just friends."
Zhou Jingze looked indifferent and asked, "Will they believe me if I explain it?"
"Someone else said that I have 20 girlfriends at the same time recently," Zhou Jingze raised his hand to rub his neck and sighed softly, "I am planning to change my major recently, so I don't have that much time to date."
Lin Weixia nodded. She didn't ask Zhou Jingze why he changed his mind and decided to go to aviation school. After all, he always did things unconventionally.
But he will definitely do his best.
The two sat opposite each other and talked about each other's recent situation. After a while, a boy with glasses and a gentle appearance came into the cafeteria.
The man with glasses hesitated for a while and said, "Zhou Jingze, um...Xu Sui asked me to come and get her meal card back."
Zhou Jingze raised his eyelids and glanced at him, his face gloomy, and said:
"Let her come to me for it."
The man with glasses shuddered, nodded wildly, and finally ran away.
The two continued to eat. Halfway through, Zhou Jingze put down his chopsticks, leaned back in his chair, and smiled lazily: "Your boyfriend? He's been standing outside for a long time."
Lin Weixia followed Zhou Jingze's line of sight.
The person who was thousands of miles away was now not far away. Ban Sheng was wearing a black coat, and his fingers, which had been soaked by wind and rain, were holding a cigarette, with his knuckles red.
The boy had a tall and straight figure, with cold eyes and brows, and white smoke slowly came out from his thin lips. His posture was nonchalant yet extremely bewitching.
Girls passing by kept stopping to look at the man, and some even came forward to ask for his phone number.
He really does have a face that makes people want to fly into a flame.
With a sudden thought, Lin Weixia said to Zhou Jingze: "Sorry, I have to go out for a while."
When Lin Weixia was jogging out of the cafeteria, she happened to run into Ban Sheng not far away at the exit.
Winter in northern Beijing always gives people a sense of decadence and grandeur.
He stood on the empty steps, the biting cold wind making the corner of his coat rustle.
Lin Weixia was standing on the steps. She felt a little guilty when she saw Ban Sheng, but then she thought that there was nothing wrong with them, so she asked:
"Why are you here?"
Ban Sheng didn't respond to her, but just looked at her from bottom to top. He was clearly standing at the bottom of the stairs, and there were two steps between them, but he suddenly felt a sense of oppression.
Seeing his cold and cool expression, Lin Weixia nodded in a serious manner, "If you don't tell me, I'm leaving."
She was about to leave when Ban Sheng stretched out his long arm and grabbed Lin Weixia's scarf and pulled her into his arms. Lin Weixia screamed in fear and fell into Ban Sheng's arms.
Ban Sheng raised his hand and hugged her waist. Lin Weixia's forehead hit his collarbone and she smelled the familiar ebony scent. Unexpectedly, the boy came close to her in a rather ambiguous posture, and his hot breath brushed her ears, making her heart itch. A low and deep voice shook her ears:
"Didn't you say it was going to snow? I'm still in my villa in the corner area preparing to go surfing. The game is all set, and I just took off my clothes-
"I dropped everything and flew over here as soon as I received your message."
Not only did she tell him that she was having dinner with other boys, she also asked him why he came to Jingbei.
He was so angry at this man that his liver hurt.
Ban Sheng gritted his teeth and said in a low voice: "Lin Weixia, do you have a conscience?"