His voice was still so nice, and there was an imperceptible tenderness in his faint tone.
He was the same as before, nothing changed.
It was as if he and she had never parted.
Lin Wei's throat choked, and her nose was sore.
She lowered her head and held the bag of masks tightly. After a few seconds, she raised her head to look at him again.
He lost a lot of weight and looked a little taller. His hair was longer than the last time she saw him, and he looked a lot calmer.
He was clearly in front of her, and she could reach it with a hand, but she was a little unsure, and always felt like she was dreaming.
She stared at him for a while without blinking, her brain still dizzy.
When she saw him see pantothenic acid in her eyes, she blinked slowly, and finally regained her senses. She didn't know if it was because she hadn't seen him for too long, but she didn't know whether to talk to him for a while. Say something.
She moved her lips, thought for a few seconds, swallowed her saliva in a hurry and asked, "Do you use DingTalk or Xuetong for online classes in your class?"
Jiang Su: "… "
Due to the epidemic, masks are out of stock, and it is difficult to buy anywhere.
He spent a lot of effort to get so many masks, and immediately brought them to her.
He thought he could see a touching little prospective girlfriend, and even on his way here, he also thought that maybe his little prospective girlfriend, whom he hadn't seen in more than half a year, would be more expensive than gold because of this big bag. Mask, moved to hug him and cry.
Not to mention crying, there is not even a shadow of being moved.
No matter what, she opened her mouth and asked him what software your class uses for the online class.
Jiang Su really didn't want to talk.
He felt that the little prospective girlfriend was simply too good for the scenery.
Lin Wei looked at Jiang Su, who was looking at her expressionlessly, silently.
She actually felt that what she said just now was a bit embarrassing, but in order not to make herself look embarrassed, she added, "Our class uses DingTalk."
Jiang Su: "… "
Lin Wei: "I also gave Dingding a five-star review, the kind that pays in installments."
Jiang Su: "… "
Three seconds later, Jiang Su snorted angrily.
Lin Wei pursed her lower lip and stopped talking.
The two stared at each other for a while, and Jiang Su smiled again.
This time he smiled happily.
Lin Wei was a little dazed by his smile.
Jiang Su stopped smiling, "It's good."
"Ah?" Lin Wei saw Jiang Su looking at her without speaking, and asked again, "What's good?"
Jiang Su: "It feels good to be able to laugh at you."
Lin Wei had a blank expression on her face and stopped talking.
She felt that Jiang Su was playing tricks on her.
Jiang Su looked at her tensed face and smiled again. He reached out and rubbed her hair: "It's really good."
As long as I can see you, even if I am angry with you every day, it is good.
It was only after class six that he realized that, except for her, there was no one else who could make him emotionally ups and downs.
His joys, sorrows and sorrows were all controlled by her.
Lin Wei pursed her lower lip, and felt a sting in her heart.
She didn't speak, she got down in a hurry, didn't have time to change her shoes, and ran down with slippers. It was a bit cold outdoors in winter. After standing for a long time, the cold air eroded her whole body along her feet. She couldn't help shivering from the cold. .
Jiang Su noticed her reaction, lowered his head and asked, "Is it cold?"
Lin Wei shook her head, duplicitous: "No, it's not cold," she was afraid that Jiang Su would not believe it, and added with certainty, "I'm not cold at all."
Jiang Su drooped his eyelids and chuckled lightly. He touched her cold little face with his fingertips: "Go up, I have to go."
Lin Wei raised her hand subconsciously and grabbed his cuff.
Jiang Su lowered his eyes, looked at her thin white fingers, and remembered that at the beginning of last year, when he and her had just known each other for a long time, when she reached out to grab his clothes, his heart palpitations could not help but feel a little dazed.
Really long time.
We've known each other for a long time, and we've been apart for a long time.
I always feel like a dream, I always feel that I can't slow down.
He raised his hand and ripped her hand lightly from her clothes: "Be good, let's go in."
"… "
Jiang Su smiled softly: "I watched you go in."
"… "
Lin Wei stood with her head lowered for a while, then turned around and walked into the building.
She didn't dare to look back, for fear that she would be unable to restrain herself from retreating once she turned around.
It's like her and his WeChat have not been deleted, he still occupies the top position of her WeChat, but she does not dare to contact him.
Because once you start, you can't hold back.
When she got home, Lin Wei put the mask on the desk, ran to the window, opened the window, and stuck her head out against the cold wind blowing on her face.
The Jiangsu people have already left.
The place downstairs where he and she had just stood was empty.
If the bag of masks hadn't been placed on her table, she would have thought that the scene just now was a dream mirror she had transformed into.
…
In the days of national prevention and control of the epidemic, almost every household is staying at home.
This game between the people of the whole country and the virus continued until April, when it finally stabilized.
Senior three can return to school, but all students are required to live in accommodation.
This year's college entrance examination is a memorable year. The college entrance examination was delayed for a month. The previous June 7th and June 8th became July 7th and July 8th.
Sixty days before the countdown to the college entrance examination, the school held an encouragement meeting for senior three students.
At the end of the conference, the school distributed a letter and an envelope to each student, asking the students to write their ideals, and then put them into the envelope, seal it up, and hand it over to the head teacher for safekeeping.
Bai Jian took the letter and started writing.
After the vast majority of people in the class had written down, Lin Wei picked up the pen in the middle of Bai Jian's question, "Wei Wei, don't you write?"
She only wrote four words.
Tsinghua University.
Jiang Su.
…
"Brother Su, are you finished?" Xu Shu sat in front of Jiang Su. After writing his ideals, he turned to look at Jiang Su.
Jiang Su ignored Xu Shu, but quickly folded the letter and stuffed it into the envelope.
Xu Shu didn't care about Jiang Su's ignorance of him at all, and continued to ask with a cheeky face, "Brother Su, what is your ideal?"
Jiang Su sealed the envelope and handed it to the monitor who happened to be here to collect the ideal order.
Xu Shu picked up his ideal list and gave it to the monitor: "Brother Su, guess what I wrote about my ideal?"
Jiang Su opened the book, like a machine, his voice did not fluctuate: "Give Cheng Zhu a concert."
"Fuck, how did you know?" Xu Shu almost jumped up from his chair.
Jiang Su was too lazy to pay attention to him, plugged in his earphones, and started doing the questions.
Xu Shu muttered a few words to himself and turned around.
Jiang Su stopped writing and glanced at the envelope that the head teacher took away from the lecture table.
He has two ideals.
1: Tsinghua University.
2: Lin Wei.
(End of this chapter)