There is a physical education class this morning, because it is raining outside, so I study indoors. Not long after the start of school, the teacher was relatively loose, and the classroom was full of noise.
Yuan Yun went to the infirmary by himself. The old doctor in the infirmary was familiar with the wounds on his body. He brought him over and began to dispense anti-inflammatory drugs. He looked at the original bandage on his arm and said, "I wrapped it myself." ? Has the technique improved?"
Yuan Yun didn't say a word, sitting on the bench, looking at the dimly lit corridor outside.
When he returned to the classroom and sat down, he filled two more glasses of water, hesitantly put one on his desk, and said nothing—
Rong Wan was still a little embarrassed because of the red circles under his eyes just now in front of Yuan Yun.
He knew that his sudden flattery might be very inexplicable to Yuan Yun, and Yuan Yun might think that he was either a weirdo or a saint, so he could show sympathy indiscriminately. But he couldn't bear Yuan Yun's injured arm dangling in front of him, and now seeing that the wound was treated by the people in the infirmary, he finally let go of the boulder hanging on the tip of his heart.
He poured two glasses of water, thinking, if Yuan Yun doesn't want to drink it, then don't drink it, but if he wants to drink it, isn't there a cold glass there, you can drink it anytime...
The drinking fountain outside is always crowded with a group of people, can Yuan Yun's injured arm squeeze in
Out of embarrassment and embarrassment, after Rong Wan put the water on Yuan Yun's table, he opened Jing Yizhi's collection of beauty magazines, but he couldn't see a single picture.
From the corner of his eye, he felt Yuan Yun was staring at him.
After staring at it for an indeterminate amount of time, Yuan Yun withdrew his gaze, and suddenly reached out to take the glass of water into his hand.
Rong Wan quickly looked at him, thinking that he was so heartless that he wanted to throw it away, and his heart was so angry that he smoked—
But I saw him unscrew the bottle cap and take a sip.
Wait, drink? ! The stone bloomed? !
But it was just a small sip. After moistening my lips, I closed the bottle cap and put it back in its original position.
After finishing drinking, he hesitated, tapped his table with his index finger, looked at himself with dark eyes, and signaled: drink.
"..."
After Rong Wan stared at him, the heavy stone in his heart was suddenly lifted, and all his anger disappeared. In fact, he wasn't angry with Yuan Yun, but that there was nowhere to relieve the pain in his heart.
The two continued to have no communication for the whole morning, but he didn't know if it was Rong Wan's illusion. He felt that after his eyes were red in front of Yuan Yun once, Yuan Yun seemed to be much less wary and defensive about him.
Then he drank some water one after another, until the bottle of water was gone, he went out in a muffled manner and took two bottles, two bottles, one bottle was placed on Rong Wan's table, and Rong Wan It was completely useless to worry that his arm would not be able to line up. The group of people outside saw the fighting king of the third class approaching.
And when he wanted to go to the toilet, he didn't step on the empty table behind, but stood up and waited for Rong Wan to open the door for him. In the afternoon, Rongwan tested it on purpose, but he didn't give way to him. He hesitated for a while, and then stretched out a finger to touch Rongwan's elbow.
To Rong Wan, this progress is enough to weep with joy. Although Yuan Yun still had no expression on his face, it seemed that in front of him, he tried his best to restrain the sharpness and indifference that could stab people to death.
When it was time to leave school, Rong Wan packed his schoolbag, looked at the heavy rain outside, and thought about how to give Yuan Yun the umbrella and let him accept it.
And Yuan Yun didn't leave as soon as the school bell rang as usual, but still sat in his seat, writing the topic slowly.
"Don't see the water on the wound after you go back. It doesn't matter if you don't wash the dirty clothes. You can only see the water when you go to the infirmary in a few days and the doctor says you can remove the gauze." He came back last night and left again. It should be safe for Yuan Yun to return home today, so he can rest assured to let Yuan Yun go home, otherwise—the next time something like this happens, he must drag Yuan Yun to his own home.
Yuan Yun wrote indifferently.
But just when Rong Wan thought he was ignoring him again, he nodded slowly.
Only then did he catch a glimpse, he wrote for a long time, and the page under his arm hadn't been turned for a long time, this is wrong, at his speed, a page should be turned in ten minutes! Besides, he has already finished his homework, so what are he waiting for here? Rong Wan suddenly had a flash in his mind, hurriedly tore off the post-it note, wrote homework for each subject as usual, and posted it on his desk—"Here!"
Only then did Yuan Yun raise his head, and the indifference in his dark eyes was much less. He stretched out his hand, tore up the post-it note, pinched it in his palm, and pinched it tightly, just like pinching his own things .
Only then did Rong Wan have a smile on his face, and leaned over to tear off the gauze for him. Although his whole body tensed up immediately, he didn't move violently or stare, but lowered his eyelashes. Natural and stiff. His fists were still clenched, in a vigilant gesture, but he tried his best not to let his sharpness hurt anyone.
Rong Wan took the opportunity to hand him the umbrella: "I have two, one for you and one for me, it's not awkward, okay?"
Yuan Yun looked at him fixedly, then pursed his lips, and took one of them.
The next day, the atmosphere in Jing's family improved a lot, because Grandpa Jing had finished his operation, and although he was still not awake, his life was out of danger. Finally, Jing's mother was not in the living room, her eye circles were red, and she was still thinking about getting up early in the morning to make love bento for Rong Wan.
Rong Wan was also in a good mood, and when he came over to eat, he smiled and said to Mother Jing: "My mother is really a fairy."
Mother Jing giggled when she heard this.
Father Jing gritted his teeth, picked up the spatula next to him, and drove the youngest son out.
But it was raining again, so we didn't bring breakfast.
When he entered the classroom, Rong Wan thought it was his own illusion. Yuan Yun was sitting on his seat, staring at the back door all the time, making the students at the back door think that he was offended by the electric fan last time, and they dared not He looked up, but after seeing Rong Wan, Yuan Yun withdrew his gaze—
Before retracting his gaze, his eyes paused on Rong Wan's hand.
Rong was immediately happy, didn't you still ignore my breakfast a few days ago, what's the matter, it's really delicious now? Although it was raining outside, he was in a good mood as if he had seen the clear sky after clearing the clouds. After saying hello to the students around him with a smile, he walked to his seat.
It just so happened that the results of the entrance exam ten days ago came out. The study committee members were handing out the grades for each subject, and the classroom was full of noise. Those who answered were busy answering, those who showed off were busy showing off, and those who wailed were busy wailing. Class 3 is regarded as a key science class, there are some with poor grades, but most of them are those with excellent grades who can be ranked in the grade.
But Yuan Yun is the first in the class.
However, this has become commonplace to everyone, so there is nothing surprising about it. The study committee member is a thin girl who picked out Yuan Yun's papers in Mathematics, Physics, Chemistry, English and English, stacked them all together, and walked over and put them on Yuan Yun's desk. , so that you can only come here once.
After a while, Rong Wan's papers were also in his hand. He saw that the screen was full of red crosses—worse than Jing Yizhi's previous grades... After all, he hasn't been back to high school for many years. What quadratic functions, I forgot everything about acceleration, attributive adverbs, and so on. Even with the help of the system, many steps were solved very slowly.
He glanced at the paper on Yuan Yun's desk, and saw red check marks all over the screen, and the dazzling one hundred and fifty points on the top blinded his handsome eyes!
"Yuan Yun, number one in the class, borrow the paper and give me the correct answer." Rong Wan poked Yuan Yun.
If at the beginning of school, if he dared to touch Yuan Yun, Yuan Yun might stare at him, even if others dare to touch Yuan Yun now, Yuan Yun would have to wring his fingers off. But now Yuan Yun just tensed up—
"Stingy ghost." Rong Wan muttered, thinking that he would not borrow it.
Up front Qiu Yaru was distributing the papers. She was the representative of the physics class, and she was pretty good at physics. When she heard Rong finished borrowing the papers, she smiled and praised her own, and said, "Jing Yizhi, do you want mine?"
Rong Wan smiled and asked, "How many points do you have?"
"Still dislike me?" Qiu Yaru said: "One hundred and thirty-five, it's better than your eighty!" She has good eyesight, and she can see the finished paper at a glance when she steps on the chair.
Rong Wan thought to himself, anyway, if he didn't want to borrow it, he had to borrow one. What's the difference between one hundred and thirty-five and one hundred and fifty, so he stretched out his hand and took Qiu Yaru's paper from the classmate in front of him: "Come on, Lend me your paper!"
"Crack." Before he got it, a hand stretched out, and a neat stack of papers was slapped on his desk.
The first paper in the class.
The first person in the class didn't look at him, his side face was indifferent, he stared at the page, frowning, as if a little sullen.