With such a mood, the test papers came down.
Qiao Shao first turned to the last side and read the title of the article. After reading it, he suddenly twisted his heart.
- A letter to my mother.
This is undoubtedly a very simple type of composition, and one of the best to write.
It is difficult to get a high score on this kind of topic, but it is not easy to write well if it is too good, but for the majority of ordinary students, they can write at least 800 words when they encounter this kind of topic, without having to worry about pulling their hair like an argumentative essay. .
The Chinese exam is regarded as the practice of writing first, and even in the last exam room, the students are all delighted, with an expression of picking up treasures.
Only Qiao Shao...
He stared at the topic, his limbs seemed to be filled with lead, and he couldn't even hold the pen.
A letter to my mother...
write to mom...
Mother…
The sourness from the tip of Qiao Shao's nose pierced his eyes, and he quickly turned over the test paper, not daring to take another look at the title of the essay.
Can't write.
He can't write.
Qiao Shao held the pen hard, trying to calm himself down.
Don't think too much, the top priority is to take the exam well.
With good grades, he can start a new...
A lot of comforting words in Qiao Shao's mind disappeared.
Very quiet around.
The students began to do the questions, and the whole teaching building was as quiet as a grave.
In class on weekdays, the windows are open in the classroom.
The teacher is also talking about knowledge all the time. Qiao Shao can concentrate on listening to the teacher's lecture without fear of being quiet.
Even the occasional class test is fine, mainly because the discipline is not so good, Song Yixu in the front seat always makes some noises, and even secretly asks him for answers...
Even though the teacher is strict, and the class is quiet, there are still noises outside.
There are PE classes on the playground, the PE teacher's whistle, and even the reading aloud from the next class, no matter how bad it is...
And He Shen.
It's nice to have a roommate, 345 is so close to him that he can hear his breathing as he sleeps.
But there was nothing in the exam room.
For exams, the whole school is like wearing giant noise-cancelling headphones.
The noise was gone, the sound was gone, and the closed windows blocked even the chirping of insects and birds outside.
Everyone sat quietly on their desks and chairs, and no one looked at the other person. Everyone was like an island standing in the sea, unable to wait for any ships to moor.
Qiao Shao couldn't see anything.
He was under an incandescent light, but what he saw was the same.
No windows, no wind, no sound.
No grave is quieter than it is.
Qiao Shao wants to overturn the table and chairs, wants to break the wall, wants to shout, wants to shout, wants to escape...
no... no...
This is the school, not the house that never sees the light of day.
Qiao Shao used all his strength, and all he could do was not to lose his temper in the examination room.
When the wind-up bell rang, Qiao Shao tried to breathe like someone who was rescued from drowning.
When the teacher came to collect the test paper, he saw him like this and asked, "Classmate, are you feeling any discomfort?"
Qiao Shao gritted his teeth and said, "No."
This time the seats are different from last time.
Although he was in the same exam room with Lou Xiao, Wei Jiayu, and Song Yixu, he was in the third row from the bottom.
All three were in the first row and had no idea about his condition.
Lou Xiao heard the teacher's question and looked back.
Qiao Shao just lowered his head and staggered his gaze.
In fact, even if they looked at each other, Lou Xiao's eyesight couldn't see anything.
But he still sent a message to He Shen: "What happened to your child?"
He Shen was the only person with a mobile phone in the first exam room.
When he took out his mobile phone to read the information, the invigilator was also looking at him: "He Shen, your composition..."
He Shen shook his phone and said, "Teacher, I still have something to do, so I'll go first."
The invigilator looked at the completely blank composition and couldn't say anything.
If this is a bad student, he can still scold him, but He Shen...
He Shen walked outside the classroom and saw Lou Xiao's message.
He clenched his phone tightly and strode towards the last exam room.
When he saw the title of the composition, he remembered Qiao Shao with all his heart.
Qiao Shao was finally able to face the death of his mother. How could he possibly write it when he saw such a composition title at this time
Not to mention Qiao Shao, even when He Shen saw these words, his brain was buzzing.
A letter to mom
how to write.
He Shen doesn't know how others are, he can't write it himself, and he also knows that Qiao Shao can't write it.
When he came to the final exam room, He Shen happened to see Qiao Shao come out.
He walked over and called him: "Qiao Shao."
When Qiao Shao saw him, he avoided his eyes: "I won't go to the cafeteria to eat at noon."
He Shen said, "What do you want to eat, I'll take you there..."
Before he could finish speaking, Qiao Shao whispered, "Can you let me be alone for a while!"
He Shen frowned slightly.
Qiao Shao knew that his tone was not good, but when he thought that his language test paper was done like that, he had no face to see He Shen. He said, "I'm tired and want to go back to the dormitory to rest."
He Shen said again: "I'm with you..."
Qiao Shao really didn't want to see him, he was so uncomfortable, he pressed his throat and said, "Can you stop this!"
Don't treat me like a child! But the words couldn't come out of his mouth.
He Shen's complexion lightened: "Then I'll go back."
Qiao Shao: "Well."
Having said that, Qiao Shao was the one who walked the fastest. He almost rushed to the stairs without looking back, and left the teaching building and ran into the dormitory.
Also confess.
Are you going to confess with your penultimate result
Qiao Shao's heart became a mess.
He Shen didn't go to the cafeteria either, he went directly outside the school.
Lou Xiao gave him a cigarette: "You two quarreled?"
He Shen didn't touch the cigarette, just pursed his thin lips, his expression was three points colder than before Qiao Shao's transfer.
Lou Xiao said, "You also think about him, looking at a guy like you all day long, which good student will be free from pressure?"
People like him who gave up their studies would occasionally think of He Shen's grades, and their back molars would be sore, not to mention other people.
Although Qiao Shao was last in the exam last time, but that kid is a guy who values grades, especially when he is in a relationship with He Shen, the pressure must be much greater than others.
After all, no one wants to be too far from a lover.
He Shen was silent.
Lou Xiao is not one to persuade others. It is unprecedented to be able to say these things: "You better not stand in front of his eyes these few days, let him take the exam with peace of mind."
He Shen really hurts to the bottom of his heart for his little lover.
It's the lottery and the breakfast, Lou Xiao has seen it.
Fortunately, it will also constitute a huge pressure.
It will make Qiao Shao moved, but it will also make him pay more attention to this exam.
Especially He Shen has been tutoring Qiao Shao.
Lin Lin always wanted to come down, it was normal for the child to be unbearable.
He Shen responded after a long while: "Well."
Leave such a monosyllable behind and go home.
Lou Xiao saw him like this and simply took root for him.
Although the old beast showing affection is annoying, it is also much better than this monosyllable man.
It's hard to fall in love.
The school bully looked at the only cigarette left in the cigarette case—
Lao He is really miserable, let's get another one for him.
Qiao Shao's condition was better than that in the morning when he took the math test in the afternoon, but he was still afraid of the quietness that penetrated to his bones, especially when he thought of He Shen, his heart was even more uncomfortable.
I don't know how I passed the exam or what questions I did.
Qiao Shao returned to the dormitory in a daze, not wanting to eat anything.
If He Shen didn't come to him, he wouldn't be able to meet him.
The last exam room and the first exam room were separated by fifteen classrooms.
Too far.
When Qiao Shao returned to the dormitory, he heard Wei Jiayu telling Chen the answer: "Damn, choose B? Don't bluff me!"
Chen Fu saw Qiao Shao and said to Wei Jiayu, "Okay, let's go and see English."
Wei Jiayu refused to accept: "I can't be wrong with this question, I..."
Chen Fu stared at him.
Wei Lanmao realized that his little roommate was in a low mood, and then he didn't open the pot and raised it: "Qiao Shao, you came back so early? Where's Brother Shen?"
Qiao Shao was half dead, but now he can be cremated directly.
Chen Fu threw the English notes in his face: "Go back the voice!"
Wei Jiayu became angry: "Chen glasses, don't put your fucking nose on your face, I..."
Chen Fu had already walked towards Qiao Shao, and said warmly, "Just put it down after the test, there are two more courses tomorrow."
Qiao Shao smiled reluctantly: "Well."
Chen said again: "I have a new English example here, let's take a look?"
Qiao Shao cheered up and said, "Okay."
Sitting at another table, Wei Lanmao, who was reciting his voice, snorted: He is really courteous, and he has such a good attitude because Qiao Xiaoshao has a backer!
Before going to bed, Qiao Shao took out his mobile phone from under the pillow, but he didn't get the mobile phone and came across the wooden sign.
- Good luck.
Qiao Shao felt like he was stabbed in his heart.
Sure enough, you shouldn't be superstitious, how can this thing count.
Thinking of this, he was not willing to throw this wooden sign away.
There is no 150-minute breakfast the next day.
Chen Fu called him to the cafeteria, and Qiao Shao, who had not eaten for two meals, didn't want to eat at all.
The stomach is really strange. It seems to have thoughts. Even if it is empty, it can make you unable to eat anything.
Qiao Shao said casually, "I'll just have some bread, you can go."
Actually he didn't eat anything.
Qiao Shao opened WeChat, looked at the dialog box at the top, hesitated for a long time but still didn't click it.
He has to get used to it.
Get used to the days without He Shen.
After the exam that day, Qiao Shao didn't even go back to the dormitory, so he took a taxi home.
Along the way, he kept wanting to look at his phone, thinking about the green WeChat icon.
He couldn't take it anymore, so he shut down the phone.
Da Qiao was on a business trip and called Qiao Shao's old mobile phone: "I'll definitely be back before going to bed, but I won't be back in time for dinner."
Qiao Shao coaxed him: "It's okay if you don't come back at night."
Qiao Zongmin said, "That's impossible, I have to go home every night."
Qiao Shao didn't say anything more.
After hanging up the phone, Aunt Wu asked him, "What would Shao Shao want to eat?"
Qiao Shao didn't want to make her worry, and asked, "Have crabs been fat recently?"
Aunt Wu immediately said: "It's very fat! I'll make it for you now!"
Qiao Shao smiled: "Well, it's hard work, Aunt Wu."
Aunt Wu said: "What's the matter with me? If you can eat well, I will be happiest!"
Although only Qiao Shao was alone, Aunt Wu cooked a table of dishes.
The crab was handled very well, the crab legs were smashed, and the crab meat was carefully picked out and placed in the crab shell. Qiao Shao only needed to eat it.
The side dishes are refreshing seasonal vegetables, and soft and delicious shrimp and crab porridge…
All of them are what Qiao Shao likes to eat, but he looks disgusted when he sees them.
He can't eat it.
He didn't want to eat at all.
He was full of ham that was a little burnt, carrots that weren't too crispy, omelettes that were too oily, and pies that had fillings that were too salty.
He misses the 150 points in the white lunch box.
The author has something to say: first bitter and then [giant] sweet~