Xu Wang waited for a few minutes at the corner of the corridor, and deliberately waited until the class bell rang and the teacher entered the door and went to the podium. He stepped on the same frequency and slipped in through the back door of the classroom.
The teacher ignored him.
It's a pity that 80% of the classmates suddenly looked back at him in unison at this moment.
There was no malice in those eyes.
Usually close, concerned, worried, usually distant, sympathetic, or simply curious.
Mom passed away.
It's bigger than the sky falling.
Fortunately, Xu Wang thought, they didn't know yet that he was driven back after only staying at his father's house for less than a week. Otherwise, the life committee will be able to make a donation box before school today to collect love for him.
Ignoring all eyes, he slid into his seat, put down his bag, picked up the book, and looked at the blackboard. With a natural expression and a relaxed body, just like it was an ordinary afternoon, he went back to the dormitory to take a nap as usual, stepped on the first class as usual, and slipped back to his seat through the back door as usual.
Familiar agility, accustomed to plain.
The teacher knocked on the blackboard, or turned back or looked at the students, all withdrawing their attention.
In those withdrawn eyes, the distress and sympathy faded, and there were more doubts, confusion, disapproval, or hesitating to speak, but in the end, it was all attributed to the blackboard.
Xu Wang was very satisfied.
Kindness that is too warm will make people vulnerable, indifferent, just right.
"Page 86..." The English teacher led everyone into the focus of today's review.
Xu Wang lowered his head and flipped through the book, taking the opportunity to blink hard.
Shengsheng suppressed the soreness mixed with heat.
Someone was looking at him next to him. Xu Wang couldn't be more sensitive to this sight. If he was looked at like this on weekdays, he would be happy to make up an argumentative essay "My monitor seems to like me too".
Today is really not so flamboyant, he can only look at it honestly, cheekily, and silently ask Wu Sheng: "Did you miss me?"
It may be that he smiled too brightly, and Wu Sheng's eyes were not very beautiful.
After a few seconds, a stack of pre-ordered papers was thrown over, along with a paper ball to kiss his forehead.
When the paper ball unfolded, it was naturally the class leader's handsome font—the mock exam paper last week.
Xu Wang turned the pages one by one, all of which were blank papers. The answers were written separately and placed at the end of each subject. The key questions were accompanied by explanations. Obviously, let him do it by himself first, and then look at the answers carefully. Wait a minute, mathematics , English, rationale…
Xu Wang raised his head and gave his best friend a puzzled raised eyebrow, which is my favorite language
Squad Leader Wu lowered his head and swiped and wrote another note, forming a group and flicking dexterously.
How could Xu Wang suffer two losses, his eyes were fast and his hands were quick, he caught it steadily, and spread it out—the heart is not enough to swallow an elephant.
Xu Wang couldn't hold back, he was happy.
Really happy this time.
Wu Sheng is recognized as the first in the grade in terms of overall grades and the first in individual subjects. He never misses, except for Chinese.
Xu Wang is recognized as a partial subject, and mathematics, English, and science are all out of the crowd. As far as Chinese is concerned, he is always the leader of a single subject, and he is the class teacher who teaches Chinese—the brightest star in Lao Zhang’s heart.
If it weren't for the wider selection of university majors for science, plus the selfishness of wanting to be in the same class as Wu Sheng, Xu Wang would have reported when the arts and sciences were divided.
Seeing Xu Wang's smile, Wu Sheng's heart was relieved, and he heard the English teacher's sonorous call-
"Wu Sheng!"
Judging from the tone, it should have been called more than once.
Wu Sheng quickly stood up and met the teacher's "Come on" gaze.
what
Squad Leader Wu looked bewildered.
Looking around, several classmates have already stood up, with their heads slumped. Obviously, the teacher asked a rather difficult question, so that those who clicked on their names were unfortunately recruited.
Most of the classmates were waiting to watch the excitement. After all, the teacher called Wu Sheng up to set a positive example. If this is slapped in the face, the teacher's mentality must collapse.
At the critical moment, Qian Ai sat in the first row, set up a book to cover his face, turned his head quickly, made an extremely exaggerated mouth shape, and his fleshy face did not affect the accurate transmission of information at all: "Back-Lesson-Text-"
Wu Sheng was stunned.
The homework assigned by the English teacher yesterday was to memorize the key text. Several grammars that must be tested are included in this text. If you recite it, you will get points. Anyway, it is a free score.
These few people are standing right now, and they have chosen "no love" with practical actions.
Wu Sheng gathered his emotions and concentrated his mind. The text came out like flowing clouds, with standard pronunciation and a natural sense of language.
The classmates who watched the excitement returned disappointed.
It's fun if Wu Sheng can't answer, and it's normal to answer like a liu, what's new.
After reciting a text, the teacher nodded with satisfaction, and all the students who were standing were finally able to take their seats.
Wu Sheng thought of going to see Xu Wang, who had already set up his textbook and lay on the table to catch up on sleep.
Wu Sheng doesn't know if it's real or fake sleep.
The picture in his mind was still at the moment when Xu Wang was amused by the paper balls. If he really slept, Wu Sheng hoped that he would still receive paper balls in his dream.
Sleeping in get out of class, going to the toilet after class, running faster than anyone else, but Wu Sheng followed to the toilet, but couldn't find anyone.
Throughout the afternoon, Xu Wang Leng did not give any of his classmates a chance to "care and condolences".
Finally, the evening self-study was over, and the whole class felt amnesty, and the sound of cleaning up could be heard incessantly.
Xu Wang lost his energy at this time. He packed up in two or three times, threw his schoolbag on his shoulder, and looked back at a neat and neat tomorrow: "Bye."
Wu Sheng was surprised: "Don't go back to the dormitory?"
"My dad is worried and insists on letting me go home." Xu Wang shrugged, "I'm helpless too."
"Oh." Looking at each other for a long time, Wu Sheng always felt that he still had something to say, but he couldn't organize the language in a mess, and finally said a dry sentence, "Be careful on the road."
Xu Wang was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "The person who robbed money met me, went bankrupt, and the person who robbed serene met me..." He thought about it seriously, and raised his eyebrows handsomely, "With such a good eye, we can talk."
Wu Sheng: "..."
Wu Sheng no longer remembered how he went to bed, and when he realized something was wrong, it was already eleven o'clock in the night.
The lights in the dormitory were turned off, and the small desk lamps in each bed started to work. The roommates were all fighting in the sea of questions, but the bed on the bottom was empty and deserted.
go home
With Xu Wang's stubborn personality, if it wasn't for the death of his mother, he would never have been able to go to his father's house. Now that he went, he stayed for a few days and was rushed back to school. No matter how slow he was, he should have understood a thing or two.
Besides, he's not slow at all.
He is more sensitive than everyone when it comes to human affection.
A flash of lightning lit the windows of the dormitory, and there was a rumbling sound of thunder in the distance.
There is always a lot of rain in April.
Wu Sheng rolled over and got out of bed, went to the corner of the corridor, and dialed Xu Wang's number with his mobile phone.
The school does not allow mobile phones, but there are always thousands of ways for students to deal with it.
The phone rang for a long time and no one answered.
Wu Sheng fights again.
After the third call, the phone was finally picked up, and before he could speak, the other end had already preemptively complained: "Is there a monitor like you? Don't sleep in the middle of the night, harassing your classmates!"
The accusation was sincere, but the voice was so hoarse, and there was a hint of nasal sound.
Wu Sheng wasn't going to play stupid: "What's wrong with the sound?"
"You try to sleep soundly and get woken up." The other end of the phone said, and yawned greatly, as if it was the real thing.
Wu Sheng narrowed his eyes and asked, "Where is it?"
There was a pause in the receiver: "My dad is here."
rumbling—
The same thunder sounded on both ends of the phone.
"I'll ask you again," Wu Sheng said coldly, "Where is it?"
There was no movement on the other end of the phone.
"If you dare to hang up on me, I'll go to the teacher on duty now, saying that the classmates are lost, and mobilizing the whole school's boarding students to find them."
"Don't be so ruthless..."
"The opponent is too cunning."
"Can you leave me alone?"
"Yes, you come back and change the dormitory, and come here with a good classmate who doesn't affect the roommate's sleep and rest."
"How am I not affecting you?!"
"The bottom bunk has no one to block the wind, so it's cold."
"… "
Five minutes later, Wu Sheng got dressed, slipped out of the dormitory, turned into a shadow in the rainy night, and sneaked toward the teaching building.
If in the third year of junior high, someone told him—
Wu Sheng, when you go to high school, you will meet a particularly unreliable buddy who will be possessed by impulsive devils all day long. If you don't go in to persuade him, you slap him, he must reply to you, if you throw him a ball of paper, he will definitely throw you a pen cap, just like this, you are still a very precious friend, you can't change anyone else, it must be him, I can't see for a day, and I feel uncomfortable.
He would think it was a curse, and he cursed it so unintentionally, because every sentence was full of flaws, and he really couldn't think of the possibility of realizing it.
Now, he is a senior in high school.
The essence of the world has been thoroughly recognized - "absolute" does not exist.
He always moved in elementary school, didn't have long-term friends, was obsessed with learning in junior high school, didn't have deep friends, and became a monitor in high school. In the eyes of his classmates, the meaning was "mobile problem bank". It is better to ask him to "lecture" than to "chat" with him. There are a lot more, even in the dormitory, playing and playing, blocking him by default, occasionally bumping into the bed, but also for delaying his study, sorry.
Although he has no longing for childish slapstick, it is one thing whether he participates or not, and whether others take him to play is another.
Xu Wang moved in a month late. In October of the first semester of high school, Wu Sheng remembers it very clearly. It also rained that day. He didn't care, just Xu Wang, wiped it with a rag for a long time, and finally inspected the entire dormitory, his eyes fixed on his face: "Are there any extra rags?"
Wu Sheng was listening to English at the time, he took off his earphones and asked, "What?"
"Are there any extra rags?" Xu Wang repeated loudly, and further explained, "Put it on the windowsill to absorb water. Otherwise, it will flow all over the place in a while."
Wu Sheng shook his head blankly.
The matter of cleaning has always been a ghostly existence in their dormitory—the rag used by Xu Wang was an old towel that a classmate didn't have time to throw away.
Xu Wang frowned and sighed with disappointment: "Bai has a face that loves labor."
Wu Sheng: "..."
Not only Wu Sheng was speechless, but other roommates were also unhappy: "What's wrong with our looks!"
So in order to prove that they are qualified, the roommates worked together to clean up the window sill and the ground, and the next day, they went to the dormitory to report the window sill leaking rain.
Of course, there is also Wu Sheng in the labor force.
This is Xu Wang's first appearance.
The next weekend, they were the only ones left in the dormitory. He was doing problems in the upper bunk, and Xu Wang was reading a book in the lower bunk. The atmosphere was warm, and Xu Wang suddenly kicked his bed board: "You always If you do this, you will be stupid one day."
Wu Sheng was too busy, so he put down his pen, stuck his head out and asked his classmates in the lower bunk, "Are you talking to me?"
Xu Wang sat up all of a sudden, as if he had seized the evidence: "Look, we are the two of us in the room. You are asking me this. It's not that I'm stupid, it's a precipice, monitor!"
"Okay," Wu Sheng rarely listened to people's persuasion, "I don't study anymore, what should I do?"
"Anything will do," Xu Wang said earnestly, "Life should be colorful."
Wu Sheng thought about it seriously: "I studied piano and math Olympiad in elementary school, Go and skating in junior high school, and I didn't have much time in high school. I found that I didn't have the talent to learn painting by myself. It’s only one or two books. From this perspective, my life is indeed quite pale, can you give some specific advice about being colorful?”
Xu Wang: "...I want to break up with you!"
Wu Sheng still remembers that when Xu Wang said this, his eyes widened and his expression puffed up, like a cat in a tiger's skin, cuter than the most difficult math problem.
It was also at that time that he realized that, oh, they are already friends.
Seven classes in three years.
Wu Sheng stood at the back door of the classroom, his hair was wet from the rain, and water droplets dripped down his cheeks.
Xu Wang leaned on the desk with his head tilted, and when he saw him, he seemed to smile, but there was no moonlight, and everything was in the shadows.
"You didn't bring an umbrella?" he asked very seriously.
Wu Sheng gritted his teeth, walked in, and sat at his table: "Give you another chance."
Xu Wang stood up straight and said seriously: "It's raining so hard, how can we get back to the dormitory without an umbrella?"
Wu Sheng looked at him for two seconds, then suddenly reached out and picked up Xu Wang's mobile phone on the desk.
Xu Wang was puzzled: "What are you doing?"
"Call your mother," Wu Sheng flipped through the address book, "saying that you didn't go home at night, you were messing around in the classroom."
"Are you sick!" Xu Wang frantically grabbed the phone, "My mother is dead, dead—"
In the hoarse voice, the cry could no longer be hidden.
Wu Sheng hugged him tightly.
Xu Wang struggled desperately, but he couldn't break free. He never knew that Wu Sheng had such great strength.
The rain was heavier, and the thunder and rain were mixed together, overwhelming the sky.
Xu Wang finally burst into tears, hugging Wu Sheng and crying like a child who was bullied.
"When they divorced... my mom told me... she stole me from my dad... "
"Actually my dad doesn't want me at all..."
"When I was a freshman in high school, I had to live in a dormitory... She wouldn't let me, so I would make trouble with her... "
"She was already ill at that time, but she didn't tell me, and I was so angry with her..."
"I don't want to live with my dad at all... but I don't dare to go home..."
"I always feel that my mother is still at home, waiting to train me to pass the exam. I'm afraid that when I go back, I will wake up from the dream..."
"Wu Sheng, why do bad people live well, while good people suffer so much..."
Xu Wang vented all his sadness, regret, and anger without reservation.
Wu Sheng didn't speak, just patted his head and accompanied him quietly.
The rain is getting heavier and louder, and the thunder is getting louder and louder. It doesn't look like the rain in April. It's in a trance.
Xu Wang was tired from crying, and his voice was completely hoarse, strangely, his heart was much calmer. The sadness is still there, but it won't hurt. When I open my mouth, I want to cry.
Wu Sheng's entire school uniform jacket was wet, and Xu Wang couldn't tell where it was from the rain and where it was his achievements.
Quietly raising his face, Wu Sheng is also looking down at him.
Or, Xu Wang thought, from the beginning to the end, the other party looked down at him like this, quiet and gentle, no longer like Wu Sheng.
The night was dark and there was no moonlight, but Xu Wang swore that in those eyes, he saw what he wanted.
Ghosts, minds.
Xu Wang leaned forward gently.
A little closer, a little closer, he could even see clearly, in Wu Sheng's eyes, his own shadow became clearer and clearer.
Suddenly, the eyes blinked, and the panic that surged eroded everything.
Xu Wang was at a loss, no matter what, he kissed him suddenly!
Wu Sheng was even faster, pushing people away almost instinctively, but in a hurry, he didn't have any strength left at all.
"Boom-"
Xu Wang was pushed directly to the ground.
His back slammed into the desk and chair, and his butt fell on the hard ground, but he didn't feel any pain at all. For the first half minute, he was dazed, dazed, and his mind went blank.
Wu Sheng didn't know what to do anymore.
My heart is beating like a drum, if it weren't for the rain, I'm afraid I would hear the sound of "dong dong".
He wanted to say sorry, but he couldn't. He wanted to pull someone up, but he didn't dare to reach out.
He was afraid that Xu Wang would ask why. For the first time in his life, he was so afraid of being asked questions!
Xu Wang gradually calmed down and knew that it hurt.
My back hurts, my butt hurts, my eyes hurt, it hurts badly everywhere, and my heart hurts even more.
He tried to take a deep breath.
Not once, twice, not twice, three times…
Finally, in the unknown number of times, he succeeded, just like a person who has worked so hard to climb ashore, finally got a breath of oxygen.
Wu Sheng was still dumbfounded, which was rarer than the gentle Wu Sheng.
Xu Wang looked at him for a long time, and was amused. He leaned against the legs of the table and stretched out his hand towards him lazily, "Don't repent on your own, help me up quickly."
Wu Sheng breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly got up.
Xu Wang held the hand he stretched out. It was cold, damp, and covered in sweat.
Rain, crazy.
Walking in the corridor, watching the water splashing on the glass by the rain, you will even have the illusion of being splashed by water droplets.
Wu Sheng and Xu Wang, one after the other, walked quietly.
The two have not spoken since they left the classroom.
The long corridor seemed to have no end in sight. After a long time, Wu Sheng began to have no end, always worried that people were no longer behind him.
After a pause, he turned around without warning.
Xu Wang seemed startled, and looked out of the window suddenly, firm, persistent, and persistent, just like the glass that drips with rain, you can see flowers coming.
Wu Sheng's breathing stagnated.
Even if it is only from the side, it can be seen clearly, and Xu Wang has tears on his face.
The tears he cried before were all on his school uniform. Wu Sheng could be sure that Xu Wang didn't cry again until he left the classroom.
Squinting his eyes, Wu Sheng pretended not to see anything, and continued to move forward, but his heart was completely confused.
Xu Wang, who was crying quietly, was more distressed than before.
But he dared not ask why.
Just like the "confession" that Xu Wang half-jokingly said in the classroom.
Confess what
One was vague, the other didn't dare to delve into it, and seemed tacit, yet ambiguous.
Lightning flashed through the window, as close as it was against glass, and in an instant, it reflected the corridor as if it were daylight.
Xu was too close, and the thunder sounded almost at the same time, with a rumbling sound that made people's ears hurt.
Wu Sheng squinted in the strong light, and finally waited for the thunder to pass. He thought about it, but still felt inappropriate, so he turned around and said, "It's too dangerous to thunder so frequently, or we'll wait..."
Before he finished speaking, he stopped.
There is still the shadow of Xu Wang behind him.
There is only an empty corridor, deep and cold, as if it can lead to the end of darkness.
…
Xu Wang swore that he was right behind Wu Sheng.
But as I walked, the surroundings began to become blurry. The portraits of celebrities hanging on the walls on both sides began to deform in the thunder and lightning, just like the images of the old TV when the signal was unstable, flashing dazzlingly and causing headaches.
He got scared.
Wu Sheng just turned around at this moment, his mouth opened and closed, as if he was talking to him... Thunder? or something else.
He wanted to ask clearly, and he was panicking, so he shouted especially loudly: "I can't hear—"
Wu Sheng didn't seem to hear it.
And the eyes don't match him, it's like... like he can't see him.
Another flash of lightning passed, and even Wu Sheng's figure began to blur.
Xu Wang has seen countless horror movies, but none of them are as good as one ten thousandth of this moment.
He desperately threw himself on Wu Sheng, and since he couldn't say what he said and couldn't see it, he really hugged him!
But in the end, he just hugged himself.
The rain stopped.
The whole world is clear again.
But it was no longer the world Xu Wang recognized.
No corridors, no schools, no Wu Sheng.
It was still night, but the sky was clear and the moon and stars were few.
Standing in front of the gate of a hospital, he raised his eyes blankly. The characters "Central Hospital" were as red as blood.