The spring breeze blew across the corridor, bringing with it the scent of wisteria flowers, which is fresh and sweet, and the exclusive floral scent seems to permeate the air and float into people's hearts.
In such a sunny afternoon, Shen Cheng simply refused: "I don't need it."
Jane paused in the afternoon.
"Small wound." Shen Cheng said lightly, "No need."
Seeing him gesticulating to leave, Jian Shiwu gritted his teeth: "If you don't treat the wound well, you will get an infection. Although I don't study well, this is common sense in life. You have to listen to me in this regard."
Shen Cheng raised his eyebrows: "Common sense in life?"
Xiaopang broke through the sky proudly: "That's right."
Shen Cheng glanced at the bag in Jian Shiwu's hand expressionlessly: "Is it common sense in your life to buy a bag of ice cream just after drinking hot water in the classroom?"
Jian Shiwu's eyes blinked, and he stood there in a daze with the snacks in his hand, his choked-up appearance actually came with a naive and cute look.
Seeing his naive appearance, Shen Cheng felt inexplicably happy, he turned around and said, "I'll have diarrhea."
Jian Shiwu looked down at the bag, suddenly felt a little shy, and finally wanted to suppress it for a while, but he didn't expect to be dismantled so soon. Seeing that Shen Cheng was about to leave, he rushed over and stuffed the bandage into his pocket, Free and unrestrained and not sloppy: "Even if it is like this, you will get infected if you touch the water. I bought everything."
After speaking, he slipped away as if he was afraid that the band-aid would be returned. It was almost impossible to do it before. This serious gesture seemed to mean that what he said at that time would not be entangled was taken seriously. He really said Did you do it, or did you just learn to be smart and change your strategy
Shen Cheng lowered his eyes, looked at the band-aid in his hand, and was silent for a moment. He tore off the package and wrapped it around his injured finger, just like a person who has never used a computer before touching the keyboard for the first time. The movement of wrapping the band-aid was unfamiliar. And clumsy.
…
evening
Shen Cheng returns home.
The house was dark and dilapidated, many drawers were opened, and they kept half-open postures. There was a decadent woman sitting on the floor with disheveled hair. In such a dark room, if ordinary people came in suddenly, they would be scared to death. However, But Shen Cheng walked in as if it was commonplace.
When passing by the living room, Gao Can, who had been silent all this time, moved a little. She looked up and saw Shen Cheng, with a hoarse voice: "Are you back?"
Shen Cheng ignored her.
Gao Can rushed over nimbly, and she hugged Shen Cheng's leg just like that: "Xiao Cheng, you must help mom this time!"
Shen Cheng stood straight on the spot without any bending because of her: "Let go."
"Don't let it go, don't let it go." Gao Can hugged him tightly with his hands, sniffed: "They asked me to pay back the money, and if they didn't pay back the money, they would come to the house to move things. Think about your family!"
She lowered her head, and missed the glint in Shen Cheng's eyes, he bent down slowly, his slender hands fell on her shoulders, and pushed his mother away as if he was treating something dirty, tall Can was surprised by Shen Cheng's strength, and looked at him fiercely on the ground: "Are you trying to force me to death?!"
She is not persecuting her child.
"click"
The bedroom door opened.
Father Shen, who was lame and thin, leaned against the door and panted softly, "Gao Can, what are you doing, you, do you still look like a mother? How old is Xiao Cheng?"
The woman sitting on the ground had bloodshot eyes, and when she heard this, she turned her head with hatred: "Use you to remind me!"
"If it weren't for you..."
She was almost crazy: "You cripple has no ability and no money, what's wrong with asking your son for some money, you can't make money, your son can, he works several jobs, you see it's 11 o'clock now, he's outside It must have made a lot of money.”
Gao Can came to tease Shen Cheng again, tears really came down: "Xiao Cheng, this is the last time, you can pay it back for me, I promise I won't go to the mahjong parlor to play mahjong again."
Shen Cheng stood in the living room, watching this scene as if he was watching a farce.
Gao Can: "Are you talking!?"
Shen Cheng looked down at her: "How much do you owe this time?"
"Not much." With a smile on her face, she lowered her head and said a number, trembling all over: "That's really it, I didn't dare to bet that much, I know you have money, so give it to me .”
Shen Cheng remained expressionless: "No."
"No?!" Gao Can raised her voice, but she was dodged by Shen Cheng this time, but she still pointed to Shen Cheng's hand and said, "You are willing to buy something like a band-aid, and you still say There's none?"
Shen Cheng: "I didn't buy it."
Gao Can seemed to have discovered something, she said: "Who is it? Is it your friend? Or who? Xiaocheng, if you don't have any money, if your friend has money, you can ask him to borrow some. Don't be shy. Otherwise, I will borrow it, I will go to school tomorrow, what is his name..."
Shen Cheng interrupted her coldly: "I have no friends."
Junior high school is a lively and rebellious age for ordinary children. The youngest in the school has an admirable face, a smart brain and extraordinary talent, but such a person does not have any friends.
"You are not allowed to go to school, and you are not allowed to borrow money from students." Shen Cheng warned her: "Do you understand?"
Having said that, Gao Can was suddenly happy when he heard it, as if he had no way to deal with an iron wall before, but now he found a breakthrough by mistake.
The woman looked up at him: "I'm your mother, I can't control you anymore, I can't see your friends?"
Shen Cheng ignored it and walked straight back to the room.
A voice came from behind: "What if I have to go?"
Shen Cheng's footsteps stopped, and he was silent for a while. He turned his head and looked back, Gao Can froze in place with just one glance, because it seemed that his aura changed in just an instant, and Shen Cheng's sharp eyebrows and eyes narrowed slightly. , step by step in front of Gao Can, the interior light in the room was dim, he looked down at her like a ghost from hell: "You can try."
Without too much verbal threat, Gao Can shut up with just one sentence. She almost felt a frightening chill at that moment, icy cold, but the next second, she laughed again, laughing almost crazy .
so good
Isn't it still only possible to stay in such a place for the rest of your life
Yes, even if I fail, I will drag that person's son to stay in this hell for the rest of my life!
…
In the small and dark room, Shen Cheng stood at the door. Outside the window was the warm yellow light from the neighbors, and there was a faint smell of food. The light spilled some light through the window, bringing a gleam of light to the dark room. With the help of the light, Shen Cheng looked down at his palm, and there was a Band-Aid wrapped around his index finger.
Because of the hard work, the band-aid has been deformed, it is not very sticky, and it is crumbling.
Look, no matter how beautiful things are, as long as they touch him, they will be covered with bruises.
He couldn't protect him, instead he would stain the other party and drag him to hell.
Shen Cheng stared for a moment, with a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth, threw the bandage into the trash can not far away, and left.
…
evening, jan's
Jian Shiwu smelled the aroma of the food and came out. The table was full of ready-made food. The aroma of steaming pork ribs, sour vinegar fish, braised pig's trotters, and Zhen Meili's specialty beef tripe. My stomach growled just looking at it.
Jian Shiwu rushed over: "It smells so good."
Zhen Meili shouted from the kitchen, "Come here and help scoop up the rice."
Jane came over at noon to scoop up a bowl of rice for her parents, but she only scooped up half a bowl. The mother who saw this was curious: "Eat such a small amount?"
"I'm not hungry." Jian Shiwu smiled: "I just think it's time to lose weight."
As if hearing something shocking, Zhen Meili's eyes widened.
Jane's mother: "You don't have a fever, do you?"
Jian Shiwu brought the meal over: "I'm not sick, what are you doing, Mom?"
It just so happened that Father Jian heard this sentence when he came back from the company after handling official business. Father Jian laughed happily: "Why, our son wants to become a handsome guy?"
Zhen Meili asked the aunt at home to continue serving dishes from the kitchen. She sat down at the dining table and said, "Don't do all this stuff all day. It's about growing your body and losing weight. Teacher Huang called today. You know the teacher What did you say, say that you, a good son, went to an Internet cafe with your classmates to find a class, and the representative asked me how to do it!"
Now it was Jian's father who was shocked.
The father and son looked at each other, and actually smiled together in a tacit understanding. Don't look at Jian's father who is usually a strict boss in the company, but at home, he is a loving father who loves his son very much: "Isn't this a good thing, come on, come on!" Let's eat."
Zhen Meili was dissatisfied: "What's the matter, did you have a son on the first day? I don't know what kind of virtue he is. If you still have questions, it's almost like playing a game."
"..."
Jian Shiwu's mouth twitched.
However, he felt that he still had to defend his reputation: "Mom, in your eyes, is your son so ignorant?"
Zhen Meili was very curious: "But the teacher did say that you have been a little different recently. If the topic is wrong, it is still completely wrong, but it can be seen that you have put in effort. He also said that your attitude has been corrected a lot. Is it true? Is it related to that class representative?"
"..."
You can say yes or no.
Jian Shiwu hesitated for a moment, and simply said, "The class representative did help."
Zhen Meili took some food for him and said, "It's really rare that there are still good kids willing to play with you. It's not easy, no, thank you."
As soon as she heard her say that, Jian Shiwu was really afraid that the next sentence would come out:
[Otherwise, I will give you two an engagement]
Thinking of this, Jian Shi almost couldn't eat lunch, and quickly said: "It's the representative of the class who doesn't expect anything in return. Mom, you must not make your own decisions."
Zhen Meili gave him a white look: "I don't understand."
Jian's father also agreed: "He is a good person, you can't really just not thank him for anything, right? When you are young, getting along with people is all about coming and going."
Jian Shiwu seemed to understand but half understood.
Zhen Meili thought for a while: "It's just right, I have nothing to do at home during the day and made a lot of cakes and pastries. You can pack some and give them to others tomorrow."
He went to give Shen Cheng a gift
Jian Shiwu's heart choked for a moment, and he didn't say anything else. He said he didn't want to be entangled before, but now he started chasing after him to deliver things. If he is Shen Cheng, he will despise himself, okay
Jian Shiwu somewhat refused: "Let me see the cakes..."
Zhen Meili glanced over threateningly.
The sense of substitution is too strong, as if I have seen all the pocket money deducted.
Jane Shiwu cleverly changed her words: "I think it will work."
Seeing that he agreed to Zhen Meili, she gave up. She was in a good mood. After all, this was Jian Shiwu's first good student friend, and she had a subtle feeling that her pig had finally got the cabbage. She attached great importance to this first gift, The next morning, they packed everything flat and put them in Jian Shiwu's bag. The portion was quite large, as if he was afraid that Jian Shiwu would steal it by himself.
…
It will be the morning rush hour and there will be a bit of a traffic jam sending the kids to school.
Jian Shiwu sat in the co-pilot and rubbed his head. Since the early hours of last night, he started to suffer from migraines again. It was much better than the previous two times, but it still hurts. What's going on, does it have something to do with Shen Cheng
Zhen Meili sensed something was wrong: "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing, I just didn't wake up."
Jian Shiwu turned his face away and wanted to rest for a while, but when he turned his head, he happened to see the figure walking on the sidewalk by the side of the road. The morning fog seemed to have not cleared away. It was Shen Cheng who traveled alone through the city.
For some reason, he didn't see him for just one night. He felt that Shen Cheng seemed to have changed a little bit, but he couldn't say exactly where. It was inexplicable. Jian Shiwu felt that he really didn't know Shen Cheng at all. It's a complete failure, saying that he likes it but only caring about himself, expressing love with gifts and love letters, but unwilling to devote more energy and time to caring and understanding Shen Cheng.
Blindly blame Shen Cheng for his indifference and arrogance, but he doesn't know that his attitude towards feelings is also selfish and willful. If he relies on and likes Shen Cheng, he asks the other party to accept the mediocre and ugly self, live in the world of himself, and be superior. Is such a self worthy of saying that I like it
…
Before the school's morning self-study started, it was time to eat. When Shen Cheng came in, the whole classroom was filled with the aroma of food. He was used to it. He had long been able to ignore these things, and the steaming smoke had never been with him. irrelevant.
After sitting down, when he was about to skillfully take out his pen and paper, he found a small box neatly placed on the corner of the table. If this is normal, there are many people who like Shen Cheng, and they often receive these gifts , but Shen Cheng never collects them, the final destination of these things is the trash can, and today, obviously this small box is no exception.
Shen Cheng didn't even look at it.
The deskmate smiled and said, "Don't you want to see it?"
"No."
"Then I ate?"
"Throw away."
"Really?" The tablemate tentatively said, "Jane delivered it at noon."
It's subtle, and it's only at that moment. The tablemate swears that when he saw Shen Cheng's action of turning the page paused for a moment, even if it was only for a moment and then returned to normal, that would definitely be a big discovery!
The deskmate smiled and pushed the box back.
Shen Cheng glanced sideways to the back, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw the little fat man in the back row was also sitting in his place eating, with a white sweet-scented osmanthus cake stuffed in his mouth. A book is satisfying, as if eating delicacies from mountains and seas.
Withdrawing his eyes, he turned his eyes back to the box itself, and saw a pattern of a small round face was drawn by hand, crooked, as if he could see the naive appearance of the owner who drew it through this face. The scene made people laugh a little bit.
Don't eat it, just look at it.
Shen Cheng said to himself.
He opened the box and saw a row of snow-white glutinous rice cakes inside, which also looked like piglets. They were so cute that they could make people feel bad. Looking at them, Shen Cheng himself didn't realize that there was a little warmth in his eyes.
The deskmate at the side said: "It looks good."
Shen Cheng didn't speak.
The tablemate said: "It's even more delicious. I've tasted it before. Jian Shiwu's mother's craftsmanship is amazing. I didn't know it before. Speaking of which, he is really nice. When we came here today, let's sit Everyone has been given small cakes and biscuits, and there are still many flavors, you say... "
He was rambling on, not noticing Shen Cheng's darker and darker face.
"pata"
The box is covered.