This year's first snow fell heavily, and there was a thick layer of snow on the ground. When you step on it, you can't see your shoes.
Wen Ai got off the car at the school gate, and when he walked to the classroom, his hands in his pockets were already cold. As soon as Wen Ai entered the door, he found that the air conditioner was not turned on, and he felt a bad feeling in his heart. He asked the classmate sitting in front of the air conditioner, and it turned out that it was broken.
Wen Ai had no choice but to take out the water cup to pour some hot water into it to warm his hands. When he walked to the water dispenser, he realized that there was an empty bucket standing on it.
It's killing me.
Depressedly, Wen Ai screwed back the lid of the cup, and when walking back, he saw a paper Starbucks coffee cup on Xu Changzhou's table, and the small opening on it was still steaming.
Wen Ai cheekily went over and knocked on Xu Changzhou's table: "Will you drink this cup now? If you don't want to drink it, lend me to warm your hands. I'll return it to you when the temperature is almost the same."
Xu Changzhou handed him the cup: "You can drink the milk in it."
The moment Wen Ai held the cup, Wen Ai felt that he was holding a small sun in his hand, it was hot, but it was super comfortable, and all the chill in his body was evaporated.
Wen Ai held the cup throughout the morning self-study and did not let go, and took a sip habitually while holding it. Thinking that there was no way to give it back to Xu Changzhou, he simply drank the whole glass of milk.
The first period was English class. The English teacher played a video of poetry recitation for everyone. The reciter had a gentle tone and the background music was gentle and peaceful.
Wen Ai was a little drowsy after drinking the hot milk, but when he heard the lullaby-like sound, his eyelids fought even more, and he fell asleep within a short time.
The English teacher walked over in high heels, and woke Wen Ai up with a dark face.
Wen Ai raised his head drowsily, looking at her blankly, the left side of his face was pressed red.
The English teacher's heart softened, and when the words of criticism came to his lips, he changed to another way: "Don't sleep like this, you will catch a cold."
Wen Ai's right cheek also turned red.
After class, Wen Ai threw a pot at Xu Changzhou very unreasonably: "It's all you, if it wasn't for your glass of milk, I wouldn't have fallen asleep in class!"
Xu Changzhou firmly caught the blame, and carried it on his back: "You are right."
On the contrary, his attitude made Wen Ai lose his temper. After holding back for a long time, he could only "hum" in the end.
Xu Changzhou comforted: "I will bring you coffee in the future, so you won't be sleepy in class."
Wen Ai didn't pay attention to it at the time. It wasn't until the next morning when he saw a cup of coffee on his desk that he realized that Xu Changzhou didn't just say it casually.
Wen Ai actually doesn't like drinking coffee very much. After trying it a few times, she always feels unimpressed. However, he took a sip of the cup that Xu Changzhou gave him, and he seemed to be able to understand why the coffee tasted so good all of a sudden.
Wen Ai shook the cup: "You made this, right?"
Xu Changzhou nodded: "How does it taste?"
Wen Ai deliberately took another two sips before answering: "It's okay."
A smile flashed across Xu Changzhou's eyes.
Wen Ai found that the pattern on the cup looked familiar, and after looking at it for a few seconds, he blurted out: "Isn't this the puppy from last time?"
Xu Changzhou raised his eyebrows slightly: "Have you met before?"
I've seen it, I took a sneak peek in class.
Wen Ai pointed at the pup with a high cup, and changed the subject: "It's so cute, look at these round eyes, and this nose, if it is human, it must be a cute girl—"
"Boy." Xu Changzhou interrupted him, "When I was painting, I was thinking of a boy."
Wen Ai put on a show and said: "Oh, so it was you who drew it. Your drawing skills are pretty good."
Xu Changzhou hooked the corner of his mouth: "Drink it quickly, it will cool down later."
Wen Ai raised his head and drank the coffee in one gulp, thinking that the matter was over. Unexpectedly, on the third morning, he saw a coffee cup with a picture of a puppy on the table again, and the movement of the puppy was different from yesterday.
Day four, day five...
This matter became a habit and became fixed in this way, Wen Ai gradually got used to a cup of coffee every morning, and after drinking it, he would look at the naive puppy on the cup. The puppy's expression and movements are different every day, Wen Ai feels like he is chasing a serial comic.
On the night of New Year's Eve, Zhao's father and Zhao's mother rejected all invitations as usual, and gave the housekeeper and servants a holiday. The family of three rolled dough, made dumplings, and ate a New Year’s Eve dinner around the dining table. It was simple and warm.
When it was almost twelve o'clock, Wen Ai received a WeChat message from Jiang Cheng. He was thinking that Jiang Cheng was too careless, but Jiang Cheng sent a second WeChat message. The relationship between the two of them is definitely not in the echelon of group postings, and a large section of so-called VIP exclusive hand-written greetings is attached below.
Wen Ai read it patiently, and sent him a "Happy New Year" back.
People living in this villa area are not short of money. At twelve o'clock sharp, the sky above was blown up like daylight, and all kinds of weird fireworks shot up into the sky.
Wen Ai stood by the window and watched, and found a firework in the shape of a puppy. The outline was very similar to a puppy. He captured it and shared it on Moments. The caption is: [piracy]
Twenty minutes later, Xu Changzhou sent him a WeChat message, and Wen Ai clicked on the picture. The dog was wearing a festive little red jacket, and was half standing upright in a bow.
Xu Changzhou immediately sent two words: [Authentic]
Wen Ai collapsed on the bed while pinching her phone and laughing.
When the new semester started, Wen Ai discovered that Xu Changzhou had bought a new picture book, and the case was actually colored. According to his observations last semester, Xu Changzhou's painting books are all in solid colors, and he prefers three simple colors of black, white and gray. Now that a person wearing floral clothes suddenly came, Wen Ai's interest suddenly disappeared. was picked up.
During the class break, Wen Ai wanted to go over to find out, but before he could stretch his neck, Xu Changzhou quickly closed the color-shell drawing book and put it in his schoolbag.
Wen Ai stood in front of the table, looking at him suspiciously: "What are you hiding?"
Xu Changzhou calmly said, "It's nothing."
Wen Ai stretched out his hand in front of him: "I don't believe it, show me."
Xu Changzhou pursed his lips: "It's empty, it doesn't look good."
Wen Ai slowly lowered his hand: "Forget it." Before he finished speaking, his hand suddenly changed direction, grabbing Xu Changzhou's schoolbag, Xu Changzhou quickly grabbed his wrist, and said with his forehead: "Don't make trouble."
"Ha!" Wen Ai withdrew his hand and said confidently, "I will see it one day."
After a few days, Wen Ai felt that it was too early for him to say this, so Xu Changzhou put the color shell painting book at home and didn't bring it with him. He asked Xu Changzhou several times for it, but Xu Changzhou refused very firmly.
After a long time, Wen Ai put this matter behind him, after all, he was still struggling with the task and had limited energy.
Wen Ai's mission has never improved, one is because his methods are not black enough, and the other is because his heart is not hard enough, he often humiliated Xu Changzhou one moment, and the next moment he took the initiative to talk to him because of guilt. Xu Changzhou's face was indeed gloomy the first few times, but after Wen Ai repeated it so many times, Xu Changzhou basically didn't take those ugly words at ease, and sometimes even flattered him instead.
In the sophomore year of high school, only a few people in Wen Ai's class chose science, and this small group was naturally separated out. The rest of the students who chose liberal arts remained in the same class. Wen Ai continued to work with Xu Changzhou, whom he was most familiar with. , Jiang Cheng and Sun Mengzhen are classmates.
After entering the third year of high school, the matter of moving the classroom came.
The school has specially built a teaching building for the graduating grades. The environment is quiet and secluded, which is very suitable for studying with peace of mind. It sounds good, but the building is too far away from the cafeteria and kiosks. If the cafeteria is compared to the city center, then these hard-working high school students are dispatched to the townships and counties.
But there is no way, this is already an old school custom, everyone has to experience it once.
Wen Ai carried the super-drum schoolbag on his back, and picked up the file basket full of books. When he lowered his head, he found a bag of books and school supplies on the ground.
It happened that Xu Changzhou packed up and came to him. Seeing that he couldn't spare his hands, he picked up the bag for him: "Let's go."
From here to the new classroom, it took about ten minutes to walk empty-handed. Wen Ai was still carrying a heavy burden, and he couldn't do it before halfway.
He put the file basket on the ground: "It's too heavy, let me have a rest."
Holding the book in one hand and the bag in the other, Xu Changzhou stood up straight: "Shall I help you?"
Wen Ai glared at him: "Why are you helping? If you have the ability, you can move me there with me and my books!"
Xu Changzhou thought for a while: "It's not impossible."
Wen Ai turned her face away: "I can't afford to lose that person."
Xu Changzhou stopped talking.
The new classroom for their class is on the second floor, and the setting is different from the previous one. The desks here are two by two next to each other. When Xu Changzhou and Wen Ai arrived, there were only empty seats left in the classroom.
Several girls saw them coming in, whispered a few words, and then a girl sitting alone got up and moved her seat: "Come and sit, I'll go to the back row."
Wen Ai looked at Xu Changzhou inexplicably, his round and big eyes were very foggy, Xu Changzhou looked down at him: "You sit inside."
When they looked at each other, the girls burst into subdued screams.
Jiang Cheng frowned tightly, and asked Sun Mengzhen next to him, "What are they yelling?"
Sun Meng said in a serious tone, "Go and ask yourself."
Jiang Cheng remembered that Wen Ai told him to go first when he moved the classroom just now, and he was always irritable: "Don't talk about pulling down!"
Wen Ai and Xu Changzhou used to be seated next to each other, but now that the distance of sixty or seventy centimeters is missing, it feels... quite different.
I used to want to go to the toilet, I just stood up and walked away, why would I go there like this, wiping people's backs, and then coming back after wiping people's backs after going to the toilet.
Physical contact is one aspect, and another aspect is that things are easy to mix up. Often my 2B (pencil) jumps onto your desk, and your ruler gets stuck in my pen holder. When it gets to the back, Wen Ai doesn't bother to distinguish, use what you catch, and whoever owns it.
There will be a school trip in the graduating grade, and the time will be the winter vacation in the first semester of the third year of high school.
Towards the end of the term, the school announced the optional destinations for this study trip, most of which are tourist attractions in Europe. The squad leader still sent everyone a form and asked everyone to hand it in after the selection.
Wen Ai filled in his name and student number, bit his pen and looked at the pile of place names, then moved his head to Xu Changzhou's side: "What did you choose?"
Xu Changzhou leaned back so that Wen Ai could see clearly.
Wen Ai saw an empty watch: "Haven't decided yet? It's not like you who are moaning."
Xu Changzhou looked at him sideways: "Where do you want to go?"
Wen Ai was stunned: "You choose with me?"
Xu Changzhou said seriously: "Are you willing?"
Wen Ai turned his face back and looked down at his watch: "Whoever you want to be, I can stop you from choosing whatever..."
Xu Changzhou smiled: "Then I am willing."
A deep and sweet chuckle got into Wen Ai's ears, scratching the deep part of his ear canal itchy, he raised his hand and rubbed his ears: "I have difficulty choosing."
Xu Changzhou took his watch and drew a tick in a certain column. Wen Ai thought in his heart that the selection was so quick, it must have been decided long ago.
When it was time to hand in the form, Wen Ai received a WeChat message from Jiang Cheng, asking him what he chose. Wen Ai looked back, Jiang Cheng was sitting in the last row with a pen in his mouth, looking too lazy to move.
Wen Ai replied to him, and half a minute later, Jiang Cheng replied to him again:
[Aegean Sea? Why did you choose such a romantic place? It feels like no one is embarrassed to tick this column.]
Wen Aihui: [The single dog appeals for human rights.]
Jiang Cheng: [Haha, then I will choose this one too, when the time comes, my cousin will take you flying.]
Wen Ai hesitated for a moment, and replied: [Aren't you with your girlfriend?]
It took Jiang Cheng a while to reply: [Of course she follows me to choose, the husband sings and the wife follows!]
After the final exam, the student groups traveling to different places set off one after another. Wen Ai took the suitcase to the airport to join the group. From afar, he saw Xu Changzhou who was taller than the people next to him. Over the past two years, Xu Changzhou's height has grown to 1.9 meters, his body proportions are good, standard long legs, and today he is wearing a pair of boots, which simply does not give other male students a chance to survive.
When they arrived in Santorini, it was already ten o'clock in the evening local time. They took a 17-hour flight, and even changed planes midway, exhausted both physically and mentally. The teacher leading the team led a group of twenty or so people to the hotel, took out a room allocation form from his pocket, and yawned profusely as he read it, tears streaming down his face. After struggling to hand out the room card, the teacher who led the team turned around and went straight to the room to beat the jet lag.
The list is arranged according to the student number. Wen Ai and Jiang Cheng have consecutive numbers, so they were divided into the same room. Jiang Cheng cheerfully helped Wen Ai carry the luggage, Xu Changzhou suddenly came over and asked to change rooms with Jiang Cheng.
Jiang Cheng's face suddenly stretched: "Which onion are you? Don't look for trouble!"
Wen Ai was sleepy, rubbing his eyes: "Why do you want to change rooms?"
Xu Changzhou pointed to a fat man in the same class not far away, and then pointed to Jiang Cheng: "They all snore when they sleep."
Jiang Cheng lost his mind in an instant, and promised Wen Ai: "I will try my best not to fight! Then what, I can sleep after you fall asleep."
Wen Ai hadn't thought of it before, but when Xu Changzhou said this, he immediately and firmly replaced Jiang Cheng.
After entering the room, Wen Ai took out a change of clothes from the suitcase, took a shower in the bathroom, and fell directly on the bed after coming out.
The next morning, Wen Ai slept contentedly until he woke up naturally. He straightened his body and planned to get up, but suddenly his waist tightened, and he was pulled back by a force, and his back slammed into a warm embrace.
A hoarse voice sounded close to his ear: "Morning."