Early the next morning, Zhu Mingwen told Bai Ziren gossip.
"It's a pity that you didn't come to the campus dance last night. A big event happened. Huang Xiaoling put down his face and invited Zhou Biran to dance, but he refused on the spot. Many people heard Zhou Biran's original words: Don't bother me again. Huang Xiaoling left sadly, and didn't come to class today, so I don't know what's going on now."
Bai Ziren lowered his eyelashes and slowly sharpened his pencil.
"At first everyone thought they were a couple, but now they understand that Zhou Bibi doesn't have any feelings for Huang Xiaoling, it's because she shaves her hair and picks her hair."
Zhu Mingwen was enjoying himself, and continued to analyze it leisurely: "Based on Zhou Biyi's appearance and family background, it is completely understandable for girls to like him, but Huang Xiaoling doesn't think about it either. Can she catch him? After all, She is just a simple little girl, Zhou must have a high vision, I have seen this type too much, and I will not take it lightly, let me see, he probably likes the Yujie type."
"According to the brother in Zhou Biran's dorm room, his family is engaged in catering, a well-known brand, which will be listed next year. His father is keen on investing and has a wide network of contacts. Vice-principal Zhou is his distant relative. People outside jokingly call him "Young Master Zhou." No wonder he behaves differently and doesn't care about other people's opinions, it turns out he has capricious capital."
During recess, Bai Ziren went out to fill hot water, and in the corridor, he ran into Zhou Bibi, who was listening to music with earphones. He saw her and nodded at her. influences.
Back in the classroom, Zhu Mingwen pouted at her mobile phone: "Your mobile phone has been receiving text messages. Check it out, is it from someone you love?"
Bai Ziren saw that it was indeed from Cheng Jingbo. Although it was an old saying, telling her to eat more, attend classes carefully, and go out to enjoy the sun more, she was still very happy to receive it every day. She read it again and again. save.
"It's really unfair. Sister Luo and the others have all met your boyfriend, but I don't know what he looks like."
Bai Ziren opened the photo album of his mobile phone, found a photo of Cheng Jingbo, and handed it to Zhu Mingwen. The latter was taken aback for a moment, but after seeing it clearly, he smiled knowingly: "Side-faced killer, do you have a frontal photo?"
"Not yet."
"You never take selfies with him?"
"Ok."
"Then what are you guys doing together?"
"Reading, chatting, taking a walk, drinking coffee and eating dessert."
"It's too literary, you don't really fall in love with pure spirit?"
Bai Ziren felt that this question was worth looking into, and after a short thought, he asked, "Does the kiss count?"
"It's just that kissing is also very simple, and it must be done."
"..."
Sensing that Zhu Mingwen was developing something intentionally or unintentionally, Bai Ziren quickly stopped her, and then calmed himself down.
Huang Xiaoling didn't come to class for the next two days, and she didn't show up until Friday. She cut her hair short and was wearing a black sweater. She looked deserted. When someone came to talk to her, she answered very shortly, and she didn't dare to raise her eyes. They looked at each other and kept looking down at the book.
Zhu Mingwen was full of emotions again: "I haven't seen you for a few days, Huang Xiaoling has lost a lot of weight, and my heart hurts when I see it. Why are there still people who are indifferent?"
Bai Ziren knew who she was referring to. Over the past few days, enthusiastic female classmates ran to Zhou Biran and asked him to apologize to Huang Xiaoling. They thought that no matter what, it would be out of style to reject a girl who likes you in public, not to mention his rhetoric. It's still very hurtful, what if Huang Xiaoling can't think about it and does something stupid? In reason, he must apologize.
Zhou Biyi did not respond for a long time, which made the female students feel more and more resentful, and they all said that he was not good.
Just when everyone thought the matter would be over, the good show started again. At lunch time, Senior Tang personally escorted Zhou Bibi to Huang Xiaoling and asked him to apologize to the primary school girl.
Zhou Biran put down her airs and said to her sincerely: "I'm sorry, I was in a bad mood that day and treated you badly. As a classmate, I apologize to you, but I have made my meaning clear and will not change it."
Huang Xiaoling was taking a spoon to scoop up the yam pork ribs soup leisurely. Hearing his voice, she didn't raise her head in time. When he finished speaking, the hand holding the spoon trembled, and the blue veins on the back of her fair hand were exposed. She slowly raised her haggard face with an expression I can't tell whether it's crying or laughing, and the voice is neither soft nor heavy: "It's okay, I just like you for failing. If you have to apologize for this, then isn't Bai Ziren going to apologize to you?"
The cafeteria was very quiet. To be precise, at the moment Tang Xuechang hurriedly dragged Zhou Biyi in, almost everyone stopped their chopsticks, turned their eyes away, and paid attention to their every word and deed.
Zhou Biran immediately lowered his face: "Huang Xiaoling, what nonsense are you talking about?"
Huang Xiaoling restrained her smile, faced Zhou Biran's eyes bravely, and raised her voice: "You like Bai Ziren, but she ignores you, so does she need to apologize to you?"
Zhou Biyi slapped her palm on the table: "Shut up."
The soup in the bowl splashed on Huang Xiaoling's eyelashes, which looked like a drop of tears. This time, her head was empty, her emotions were gone, and she was not afraid to offend him even more, so she continued willfully: "What kind of man are you like this? No wonder People look down on you."
After she finished speaking, she stood up, took the food she hadn't eaten, walked to the sink, poured it out calmly, and left the cafeteria.
Zhou Biran sneered, glanced at the classmates who were watching the excitement, said something crazy, turned around and walked in another direction.
Only Tang Xuechang with a look of astonishment was left in a dilemma. He didn't know who to chase. He didn't expect things to develop like this in advance. His intentions were good, but he was a little impatient and used the wrong method.
After the dog blood drama in the cafeteria was broadcast, Bai Ziren's name became popular again. The female students already sympathized with the frustrated, and because they were unfamiliar with Bai Ziren, they naturally sided with Huang Xiaoling, and the male students also sympathized with him. He is willing to discuss this matter, under Fang Zheng's embellishment, he believes that the beautiful Bai Da beauty seems to be high-spirited, and usually disdains to talk to male classmates, but in fact her love life is very exciting. A famous car is guarding downstairs in her dormitory. She is really an extraordinary woman.
Bai Ziren always lagged behind in the news, and she didn't know these things until Zhu Mingwen told her personally.
If it were before, she would have completely ignored it, but now she is displeased with the fact that she was inexplicably involved in the whirlpool.
Standing straight and not afraid of the slanting shadow, Bai Ziren and Zhou Bibi still went their separate ways, occasionally meeting each other and nodding their heads in greeting, without hiding anything, which disappointed many spectators who wanted to catch the wind.
On Friday, at the cafe in the lighthouse, Bai Ziren had a rare talk to Cheng Jingbo, confessing that he was a little tired.
"Although I know I don't need to pay attention to those boring people, but now I get nervous when I hear my name being mentioned."
Cheng Jingbo smiled: "What do you want to do?"
"I want to take a trumpet, stand on the stage, and tell them that those are all fake, and don't pass them on in the future." She sighed, "But it's completely unrealistic."
"Why not realistic?"
She looked at him sideways, a little surprised: "I'm just thinking about it casually, how could I actually speak to them with a loudspeaker?"
"You can choose to clarify instead of keeping things in your head all the time, and sometimes things don't just go away."
"Do you think I'm cowardly?"
He shook his head and denied: "In my eyes, you have always been brave, but I don't want to see you being wronged, especially when I'm not around."
"You hope that I can protect myself in the future, instead of relying only on you, don't you?"
"No, I'll protect you, but you have to learn to express it."
"You know I've never been good at this, and I might say the wrong thing."
"It doesn't matter how good you say it, it's okay to say something wrong, as long as you say it."
Under the warm light, his eyes were generous, and the words he spoke were light but powerful. After listening to her, she felt that the things she was about to face were not that difficult.
"I was also very nervous before giving a speech for the first time. I was afraid of slipping the tongue, afraid of forgetting the words, and in the final analysis, I was afraid of failure."
She looked into his eyes: "I'm also afraid of failure, especially recently, I think a little too much, and I feel a little nervous."
"Failure is a common thing. In anything, there are wins and losses, and there are wins and losses. Everything has long-term cause and effect that cannot be seen for the time being. It is not good." An easy way to live."
She knew what he meant, don't look forward and backward, just express her heart at the moment.
He looked at the book spread out on his lap, and said gently: "Do you still want to listen to the book?"
"Well, where did you read it last time?"
He turned the page: "Start here."
She adjusted her sitting posture with difficulty, and he saw a small problem: "Are your feet numb?"
"En." She replied, with a slightly bitter expression, because she was most afraid of numbness in her feet, as if she had been pricked by thousands of thorns.
He put the book aside first, bent down, and helped her take off her shoes. He found it a little cold, so he took it to dry by the heater, and came back to help her massage the soles of her feet. When the blood flowed smoothly, he asked her to put her legs on the sofa. The sofa was very long , enough for one person to lie down, she tried left and right, and finally followed his suggestion, resting her head on his lap, and found the best way.
When he was reading, he put one hand on her back, and she could see his face just by looking up.
She listened quietly to him reading Volume 1 of "Chun Zai Tang Essays". Although there were many things she couldn't understand, she didn't ask for a deep understanding. Just listening to his voice made her feel calm. The pressure from the past week had completely disappeared, and all the troubles were not worth mentioning. .
Regardless of whether it is wind or rain outside, this corner that belongs to them is safe and secure. With him by her side, she will not lack anything.
She didn't get up until she was covered, she seemed to be too comfortable, she was too lazy to move, and wanted to close her eyes very much.
"Can I take a nap?"
"no problem."
She fell asleep, and heard him say in a daze: "Try it once in a while, it's nothing terrible."
After a while, I heard a more attractive sentence: "If you make it, I will send you a gift."
She wanted to know what gift it was, but her eyelids were too heavy to open, so she could only ask when she woke up.