It’s great to hold such a small hand. On the road from the dormitory to the classroom, there is no single figure in sight. Needless to say, all the teachers and students in the school are attracted by the fantastic basketball game. The whole crowd rushed to the huge "playground".
The two ran unhurriedly one after the other, Jianguo gradually increased the strength to hold Xiaoxue's slender hand, lest Xiaoxue suddenly changed his mind and pulled out his small hand from Jianguo's big hand.
Jianguo likes Xiaoxue. If you add a modifier before like, Jianguo likes Xiaoxue very much. From the bottom of his heart, he really likes this beautiful, smart, pure, and sunny girl. This kind of like comes from Bit by bit, this kind of liking has become stronger and stronger as the time spent at the same table with Xiaoxue and classmates has increased, but Jianguo has not figured out or figured out whether Xiaoxue likes himself or not. Jianguo just Knowing that Xiaoxue hated herself very much.
In the dark night without moon, in the small woods, the source of evil, after the heinous and horrible cruelty against Xiaoxue passed, the fucking Xiaoxue removed the long hair that covered her eyes and face with her hands. With eyes full of resentment and anger, after patrolling his five good friends Lin Fei one by one, they finally fixed the scary eyes on Jianguo's flat round face, which came from the bottom of Xiaoxue's heart. It’s just for Jianguo. It seems to come from the curse of ghosts under the eighteenth hell. Jianguo feels cold when he thinks of it now. "Feng Jianguo, you are not a human being, you are a super bastard, I always treat you as mine. Brother, I don’t think you are a beast. Even if I die, I will not let you go. Even if I become a ghost, I will tear you to pieces."
In Jianguo’s impression, this is the second time that he is holding Xiaoxue’s soft, boneless, smooth and delicate hands. Jianguo clearly remembers that the first time he held Xiaoxue’s hand happened on the second day after he entered school. On the day when my parents sent themselves to the Fourth Middle School, they settled down for what they eat, live, and use. They have never left the house when they grow up, and they have never left the founding of their parents. They reluctantly left themselves and disappeared in themselves. At that moment in the line of sight, it seemed that my soul had followed my parents. Regarding the freshman entrance ceremony, the opening of classes, the election of class cadres, the division of groups, and the rows of seats, Jianguo was just "bewildered" and "bewildered" coping and following. , Everything is not in the state, as if all these things that make new students feel extremely fresh and exciting have nothing to do with them at all.
I don’t know if it’s because the teacher is fancy that he is young and short, and he is born with a plain and harmless face. He is fancy to his lack of speech, will not cause trouble, and will not cause harm to girls. , Or the teacher didn’t know which strengths he fancyed. When sitting in a row, Jianguo never dreamed that he would be at the same table with the youthful and beautiful, all the boys would pay attention to him, and the beautiful could not be more beautiful Xiaoxue.
At the moment the teacher announced in the classroom, when Jianguo and Xiaoxue were sitting on a desk side by side, Jianguo felt that the boys in the class were throwing himself at him, not knowing whether it was envy or jealousy, whether it was disdain or anger. The look in his eyes, although Jianguo was shocked for an instant at the time, Jianguo, who was tortured by homesickness and suffering, quickly returned to that kind of haunting state, so that when Xiaoxue introduced herself softly in her ear, Jianguo didn't hear a word, let alone look at Xiaoxue carefully, he didn't even reply to others at least; so that Jianguo's first lunch in No. 4 Middle School, Xiaoxue helped herself and other classmates buy it. For the food, Jianguo did not say thank you at least to Xiaoxue.
It was also the first time that Jianguo and Xiaoxue held hands, that made Jianguo have a hazy affection for Xiaoxue. That moment happened in a Chinese class on the second day after Jianguo entered the school. It is said that Jianguo taught them to Jianguo. He is the best Chinese substitute teacher with the same surname as Jianguo in the whole Lin County. Why does Teacher Feng like the four most "chaotic" middle school in the county? Jianguo can't be refined, and he looks like a senior intellectual Feng with wide glasses. Teacher, what Zhu Ziqing’s classic prose "Back View" explained was both emotional and lifelike. In the class, except for Teacher Feng’s voice full of magnetic “sex”, even if a needle dropped, I wanted the whole class to hear it.
Maybe it was the prose written by Mr. Zhu Ziqing that was really good, maybe the language teacher with the same surname explained it was really wonderful, maybe the content in the article resonated with Jianguo, maybe Jianguo never thought about it. Home and missing their parents recovered from the haunting state. The whole class straightened their heads and raised their ears to listen intently to Teacher Feng’s lecture, but Jianguo had his eyes straight and stared at the blackboard, not sure if he was listening. , I don't know what I was thinking, so that the Chinese teacher looked at Jianguo with sharp eyes from time to time between lectures.
But Jianguo still didn't realize it, and still went his own way. Just when Teacher Feng couldn't bear it and was about to get angry, Jianguo felt that his thigh was touched by a small hand, Jianguo lowered his head slightly, and saw that he was more in front of him. A note, that is, "You must miss your mother, don't you?" The words on the note made Jianguo seem to have suddenly found a bosom friend, and suddenly became grateful for his peers. He was still a young man when he was only fifteen years old. In Jianguo's children's Jianguo, beautiful girls were not very attractive to Jianguo, but the understanding female "sex" was enough to attract Jianguo. Jianguo glanced at Xiaoxue and nodded slightly towards Xiaoxue.
While the teacher was writing on the blackboard, Xiaoxue put the note full of words in front of Jianguo again, "Extend your hand, if you can't help yourself out of what your mother thinks, you just take mine, I absolutely I don’t mean to want to make you cheap. I hope this can alleviate the pain and sorrow of homesickness and missing mother."
After reading the note, Jianguo gently removed the note, nodded again gratefully to Xiaoxue, and stretched out his hand that was leaning against Xiaoxue...