The students who finished the physics exam were not happy for a few days, and the monthly exams came one after another.
During the lunch break, many people chose to stay in the class, and everyone gathered in twos and threes, talking in a low voice.
"Hey, Chu Chu, do you want to drink milk tea?" Luo Qianqian tugged at the corner of Cheng Chu's clothes.
"Okay, can you order takeout?" Cheng Chu replied.
Luo Qianqian nodded, then turned to Zhou Ran at the back table and asked, "Drinking milk tea? The three of you, I, and you just happened to collect the price."
Zhou Ran raised his eyes and said, "Okay."
Rosie Qian immediately opened the takeout software and started picking.
At noon, the curtains in the classroom were drawn, and a few rays of warm sunlight in the afternoon came in through the gaps in the curtains.
Cheng Chu looked at Gu Miao's empty desk and said, "Qianqian, please order two glasses for me."
Rosie Qian asked strangely, "Are you drinking two glasses by yourself?"
Cheng Chu pursed his lips and said in a low voice, "Order a cup for Gu Miao too. It's not good for the three of us to drink alone. Wait and I will transfer the money to you."
"You want to invite him?" Rosie's eyes narrowed.
Cheng Chu said: "He has helped us a lot in the group discussions these days. It's okay to invite him to drink."
Rosie nodded: "What you said makes sense."
I don't know when it started, and the ice-cold teenager also began to join their group discussion, although it was usually when they asked a question, he stumbled and answered.
Zhou Ran also said on the side: "Yes, he is actually very good. I asked him questions these days, and he answered really patiently."
"Really?" Rosie was puzzled.
She always panicked towards Gu Miao, let alone talking, she didn't dare to look at her.
The afternoon time always makes people drowsy. When Gu Miao came out of the fan shop, his mind was still a little drowsy. He looked at the time and found that it was only ten minutes before class.
With his schoolbag on his back, he ran to the classroom.
A few days ago, he and his boss applied for a shift due to hygiene at night, so he had to make up for it at noon this week.
In the winter, the wind was cold and cold, and Gu Miao felt that her face was a little painful from being scratched.
When he stepped into the classroom, the preparation bell just rang.
When he removed his chair, he found a cup of hot milk tea on the table.
Gu Miao touched the wall of the clink glass, and the warmth spread to her fingertips instantly. He turned his head in confusion and asked Zhou Ran, "This, this?"
Zhou Ran was looking down at the book, and when he heard the words, he raised his head and said, "The three of us just ordered milk tea takeaway, buy three get one free."
This is what Cheng Chu told him. The young man has high self-esteem. If he directly asks him to drink, he will definitely not accept it.
The warmth on his fingertips was like a small stream, slowly spreading into his heart.
Gu Miao pursed her lips and said, "Thank you, thank you."
"Hey, thank you." Zhou Ran patted his shoulder.
After a few days of getting along, he found that this gloomy teenager was not as indifferent as he had imagined.
He is like a small flame burning slightly, and only those who are willing to approach him can feel the weak yet powerful temperature.
A trace of guilt rose in Zhou Ran's heart. He thought that when Gu Miao was insulted by Yu Yin before, he just stood indifferently behind and chose to watch from the sidelines.
He is not a very enthusiastic person, and he will not stand up without fear like Cheng Chu, accusing those injustices and bullying.
But if it is his friend who is being bullied, he is willing to put away his philistine and indifference, straighten his chest, and muster his courage to stand up.
After the monthly exam, the atmosphere in the class not only did not relax, but became more and more tense.
Today is the day for the results, and Cheng Chu came to the classroom early in the morning.
She didn't expect to be able to return to the key class, so she was not nervous about the results.
But other people are different, especially those who often appear in the top three of the class. If anyone enters the top sixty of the year, it means that they have won the ticket to enter the key class.
There was a slightly cold wind blowing outside the window. Cheng Chu was wearing a thick down jacket and didn't feel the cold.
There were light footsteps behind him, Cheng Chu turned his head and saw Gu Miao bent down and put the schoolbag on the seat.
In the bright morning light, the young Qingjun's face was pale, he was only wearing a thin coat, and his breathing seemed to be icy outside.
Cheng Chu got up quickly, closed the window, turned his head to say hello to him: "Good morning."
"Morning, good morning." Gu Miao was a little embarrassed.
He raised his eyes slightly.
The girl's smile is bright, like the warm winter sun outside the window.
Gu Miao pursed her lips with difficulty, and her lips were a little cracked and slightly tingling because of the dryness.
He knew that today was the day for the results, and as long as she entered the top sixty of the grade, she would leave.
The time I spent with her was a short-lived dream, illusory like a rainbow in the sky after rain, gorgeous but fleeting.
And now, it's time to wake up.
People like him are meant to be in the gutter, slowly rotting and stinking, waiting peacefully for the end they deserve.
The dazzling sun in the sky is not something he can hope for. Maybe even walking in quietly, he will be burned by the heat.
But he is like a moth flying into a fire, willingly, without resentment and without soul.
In Gu Miao's dark heart, there was a shadowy delusion in vain—
If she does poorly in the exam, won't she go back to the key class
His fingers clenched slightly, and his heart was slightly relieved by this shameless fantasy.
But in the next second, he could not wait to slap himself.
She is such a kind and warm girl, she never laughed at him because of his flaws, but always wanted to help him.
On the other hand, looking at himself, he had such disgusting and dark thoughts because of a few selfish thoughts.
Gu Miao felt that his heart had never been so cold before, and the overwhelming sense of self-loathing was like a gray net, which bound him tightly.
He seemed to be caught in the throat by a heavy and heavy net, and even his breathing became fragmented.
After a long time, he ducked his head in evasion and stared blankly at the empty table, motionless.
The front door of the classroom was pushed open from the outside, and the monitor walked in with the score sheet.
The people in the seats swarmed up, and the water around the aisle was blocked.
Gu Miao sat on the seat, her eyes fixed on the crowd in the distance, her dark eyes were indifferent and cold.
The squad leader shouted loudly from the crowd: "Go back to your seat, I will send the score sheets one by one."
In an instant, the noisy classroom quieted down, and everyone sat obediently in their seats, waiting for the distribution of the grades.
Cheng Chu hadn't moved since the beginning. She knew that the exam was not good this time, at least it was a hundred and eight thousand miles worse than her previous self.
Luo Qianxi next to her has also been sitting since the beginning. She is a standard scumbag, and she didn't even dare to think about entering the key class.
Luo Qianqian glanced at Cheng Chu curiously and asked, "Chu Chu, aren't you curious about your grades?"
Those with good grades like the class gathered around them early in the morning.
Cheng Chu shook his head: "I'll always know anyway."
"Hey, yes." Rosie's mouth was flat.
I don't know who opened the window silently, and a slight cold wind blew into the classroom.
When the squad leader came to Cheng Chu, his bangs were slightly blown.
He stretched out his hand to straighten his bangs, lowered his head and casually glanced at Cheng Chu's results, his eyes filled with surprise.
"Here." The monitor handed her the score sheet, pursed his lips, and added unnaturally, "Don't be sad."
Cheng Chu didn't speak, just looked down at his grades.
Class eighth, year one hundred and thirty.
Her grades have never been in the top 30 of the year before, and her worst grade was in the 28th year.
Cheng Chu silently put the score sheet into the pencil case, and said calmly to the monitor, "Well, it's fine."
Rosie Qian wanted to ask curiously at first, but after hearing what they said, she didn't dare to ask, but her eyes were still wandering curiously.
The air was stagnant for a moment, and the monitor didn't know what to say, so he could only walk back silently and follow the remaining two score sheets to Zhou Ran and Gu Miao.
Gu Miao took the score sheet, glanced at it casually, and put it aside.
His heart clenched tightly, and his eyes stared at Cheng Chu's back without blinking.
The girl bowed her head to herself and said nothing.
Is she sad because she did not do well in the exam
Gu Miao's black eyes flashed.
For a moment, he hated his sinister intentions even more.
Why, things were developing in the direction he hoped, but he was not happy at all.
It was as if a knife had been inserted into his heart. The knife was not very sharp, even a little blunt, but it slowly rubbed his heart.
He felt that his heart was being rubbed slowly, gradually oozing blood, becoming inflamed, and the cold wind seeping into the wound, which was painful and astringent.
He suddenly realized that what he didn't want to see more than the girl's departure was that she was sad.
He hoped that she would always smile like a bright and dazzling sun.
There was a rustling discussion in the classroom, and Gu Miao vaguely heard Rosie's cautious voice.
"Chuchu, don't be sad. If you can't go back this time, there will be another time."
"Well, I'm fine." Cheng Chu's voice was light, but Gu Miao felt that she was pretending to be strong.
His heart hurt even more.
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