Wen Yiheng sat in the third row, in front of her.
"Hand in homework."
Chu also stood up and walked over with a faint voice.
A group of noisy boys stopped immediately and looked at each other. Someone said "Oh" in a low voice, followed by the rustling sound of looking for homework.
Wen Yiheng found the math exercise book from the drawer.
She lowered her head, trying to avoid touching his fingertips,
His handwriting is beautiful.
The cover of the exercise book, black pen, Wen Yiheng, three characters, slightly slanted, slender, and the writing is particularly beautiful,
One stroke at a time, Chu Yi pursed his lips and looked at it, his hands trembling a little, when he saw someone coming, he immediately hid his homework and put it at the bottom,
She is the math class representative in the class. Every day, morning and evening, she talks to him, two sentences, a fixed number of words, and a fixed time.
If there is no math homework on that day, there will be no dialogue, one day of silence, one month of silence, and half a year of silence.
Wen Yiheng is not a person who talks a lot, the two of them only meet here, occasionally meeting each other, limited to sending and receiving homework and test papers.
Chu Yi's grades are very dazzling. Every time she is ranked first in the class, when the teacher pronounces her name, Chu Yi doesn't look at anyone, but stares at the boy's back, but when he casually looks back, she immediately looks away.
after school.
"It's also the number one at the beginning." A boy said casually.
Chu Yi was caught in the crowd, and when he caught this sentence, his body stiffened and his heart beat violently.
Wen Yiheng's voice was faint, "Well, it's very powerful." He had a strange sense of alienation, he was clearly standing in the crowd, but he didn't seem to be there, he spoke and acted carelessly, but he seemed very restrained and gentle.
Many years later, Chu also remembered that he didn't care, he and she were actually the same kind of person, but she had sharp edges and corners, but he hid her tenderness so that others could not see it.
Chu Yixin was blown like a bulging sail, and the hem of her school uniform was blown up. She lowered her head and ran in the opposite direction, with her schoolbag on her back, slapping her waist and legs one after another.
He usually wears a lot of black and is not good at dealing with girls. During physical education class, he occasionally plays basketball with boys on the playground.
When he smiles, his eyebrows and eyes are beautiful, but he rarely smiles.
She thought of Wen Yiheng's extremely shallow smile when she first talked to him, recalled and chewed over and over again, but she could never see that smile from him again.
She was spinning the pen in her hand, and when she was doing her homework, she occasionally looked out of the window in a daze, thinking far away, why did he smile at her so much at that time
The math teacher likes Chu Yi very much, and often asks her to go to the blackboard to solve exercises.
When teaching a new class, the teacher assigned exercises and equation problems. Only Chu Yi had a different result, and the deskmate persuaded him politely, "Chu Yi, everyone is getting this number, please change the algorithm."
Chu also bit her lip, "No change." She said softly, shaking her head.
Wen Yiheng suddenly turned around, "I am also like this."
It seemed that he didn't speak clearly, so he added, "It's the same as Chuyi's."
In a warm, shallow voice, he called her by name.
Chu Yi's hand holding the fountain pen was already covered with a thin layer of sweat. She put down the pen, mechanically wrote numbers on the manuscript paper, pursed her lips and remained silent.
Everyone just thought she was weird and didn't think it was surprising.
When the head teacher asked Wen Yiheng to go to the office, Chu Yi happened to be there to deliver homework, so they got up together, without paying attention, and shoulder to shoulder.
They went out from the door side by side, Chu Yi slightly raised his face, took a peek, and saw that the boy's Adam's apple had already emerged.
He grew faster than her, and gradually began to twitch. In less than a year, she was already half a head shorter than him, and she had to lift her face slightly when peeking at him.
She suddenly remembered the first sentence she said to him when they first met, "I am taller than you... and heavier than you."
His face suddenly burned red.
After a year, the girl who had entered the cardamom age suddenly realized dimly that being taller or heavier than him was not something to be proud of.
Although it is impossible now, when Chu Yi thinks about it, he still feels ashamed to the point of blushing.