Qin He didn't pay much attention to Xia Yuan at first.
Although they were at the same table, Xia Yuan didn't seem to like talking to people very much.
Xia Yuan's hair is a little long, almost covering most of his face, making it difficult to see his appearance.
At the beginning, Qin He only remembered that Xia Yuan was a bit low, very white, and very thin.
Oh, by the way, one more thing, Xia Yuan's lips are pale pink, like the pale pink clouds outside the window in the evening when he just appeared.
Xia Yuan's science is much worse than liberal arts.
He always seemed to try to keep his eyes open during math class every afternoon. But after a while, his head twitched and he was about to fall asleep.
At this time, Qin He would see Xia Yuan holding a compass and poking the tender meat on the inside of his arm.
When Qin He first discovered it, Xia Yuan didn't have a good grasp of the strength. The tip of the compass accidentally pierced into the flesh. Qin He turned his head inadvertently and saw that the inside of Xia Yuan's white and tender arm and the compass were all stained. blood.
The bright red blood stained Xia Yuan's snow-white arm, which was really dazzling.
Qin He was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted in a hurry. He almost hurriedly took out two pieces of paper and handed them to Xia Yuan.
Xia Yuan also ran away from all the sleepy bugs in pain, and his eyes became clear.
He took the paper in Qin He's hand, thanked him in a low voice, then tore one of the pieces of paper in half, and wiped off the blood on his arm and compass with another half of the paper.
From beginning to end, he didn't even frown, and his face was almost expressionless.
Then he sat up straight, stared unblinkingly at the teacher and the blackboard, and resumed his math class.
He studies really hard.
Qin He sighed silently in his heart.
As a result, Xia Yuan's math results came out.
Forty-two points.
Xia Yuan didn't go out when get out of class was over, just staring at the math papers full of red crosses in a daze.
Qin He hesitated for a moment, then touched his arm carefully.
Xia Yuan turned his head and looked at him blankly.
Qin He: "Is there something you don't understand? I'll explain it to you."
Xia Yuan glanced at Qin He's perfect score on the test paper, and silently pushed his horribly wrong test paper on the table to Qin He.
Qin He was a little happy.
He didn't even know why he was happy.
But Xia Yuan has been ignoring him and never taking the initiative to speak up. Now that he is willing to let himself talk to him, Qin He feels very happy.
The state sets up subsidies for poor students every year, but the number of places is limited. Those who apply need to write an application form and then go through the class screening.
Qin He, three other classmates and four teachers sat in the office during the physical education class to screen the applications.
In the end, he saw Xia Yuan's.
It turned out that Xia Yuan and his mother depended on each other for life. Her mother was not highly educated, so she could only wash dishes and peel potatoes in the back kitchen of the restaurant every day.
At the end of the application, Xia Yuan wrote: "My mother and I live in a 30-square-meter house, and we can see every corner of the house at a glance. It's crowded and dirty, and the walls are full of oil stains. There are no windows, so that I lie in bed and sometimes think in a trance that this is not home, but my mother and I's coffin."
The head teacher quietly wiped away tears and instructed them that everything in the application form should not be leaked to other students.
They nodded quietly.
After a period of time.
Xia Yuan received a special poverty subsidy of 5,000 yuan.
As a result, during the big break, a classmate came and asked: "Xia Yuan, is what you said true? Your family is really so poor? And your home is only 30 square meters? How can you live in 30 square meters? ?"
Qin He was packing his things at the time. Hearing this, he paused for a moment, frowned, and looked at the classmate.
The fact that Xia Yuan's home is only 30 square meters is written on the poverty application, and the only people who have read the application are Qin He, the teacher and the three classmates.
Who leaked it out
Qin He was about to speak, and then pulled the classmate out, when he saw Xia Yuan suddenly laughing.
Xia Yuan seldom smiled, most of the time his face was expressionless, even if he smiled, he only slightly bent the corner of his mouth.
But at this moment, his eyebrows were raised high, and the corners of his eyes and lips raised a very bright smile.
It was a beautiful smile Qin He had never seen before.
So much so that when he looked at Xia Yuan's face, he was stunned for a moment.
Immediately afterwards, he heard Xia Yuan say: "You really believe it, how can I get money if I don't write like that?"
The classmate was stunned for a moment: "...Then your writing is really good. I heard that the teacher was crying."
Xia Yuan shrugged: "At this time, it's time to show the advantage of being good at language."
It turned out to be to defraud poverty grants.
Qin He pursed his lips, not wanting to see the smile on his face again, gave him a cold look, turned and left the classroom.
Qin He actually calmed down after school. He thought, maybe what Xia Yuan said in the application was true. However, in order to take into account his self-esteem, he deliberately tricked his classmates into saying that all the words on the application were made up by him.
Moreover, Xia Yuan is usually very frugal.
He also doesn't seem like the type of person who would cheat on poverty grants.
Thinking of this, Qin He felt that he might have misunderstood Xia Yuan.
Qin He glanced at Xia Yuan not far away, carrying his schoolbag and lowering his head, Xia Yuan, who was walking forward alone, hesitated for a moment, and took two steps, ready to follow him.
But before Qin He could pat Xia Yuan's shoulder, he saw a woman with heavy makeup and a bag waving at Xia Yuan: "Xiao Yuan, come to mother!"
A woman has delicate facial features and long fingers.
She was wearing brand new clothes, with a valuable bag on her arm, and the smile on her face was exaggerated and bright.
... and the hard-working mother mentioned in Xia Yuan's application letter, she couldn't get along at all.
The woman stretched out her hand towards Xia Yuan and said with a smile, "Has the poverty subsidy for this semester been paid?"
Xia Yuan handed the woman the card issued by the school.
He really is a liar.
Qin He sneered and passed Xia Yuan.
When he came to school the next morning, Xia Yuan rubbed his eyes sullenly and took out the math homework from last night from his schoolbag. He pointed to a question and asked Qin He as usual: "Qin He, I did it last night. I haven't been able to figure out this question for a long time, please help me to see the steps, which step did I do wrong?"
Qin He didn't speak.
Xia Yuan thought he didn't hear it, so he poked his arm with the pen in his hand.
Qin He raised his head and looked at Xia Yuan, then slowly said:
"It's none of my business if you don't know how to do it."
Xia Yuan was stunned for a moment, and then all the expressions on his face slowly faded.
From that day on, Xia Yuan stopped asking him math questions.
A month later, there was another provincial poverty subsidy quota.
When Qin He came back from the game, he saw Xia Yuan sitting in his seat again, writing an application.
Qin He suddenly pulled out his application.
Compared with the last time, the content of the application has not changed much, but the words and sentences have been polished.
Xia Yuan stretched out his hand to grab it.
The application was lifted by Qin He.
Qin He is half a head taller than Xia Yuan. He looked at Xia Yuan condescendingly at the moment and said, "Xia Yuan, the poverty subsidy given by the state is to be reserved for those who really need it. You robbed others by this deception. Don't you feel very shameless?"
Xia Yuan's expression changed a bit, and then he continued to jump up and grab it.
Qin He held the poverty application high with both hands, and then tore the application in front of Xia Yuan.
Xia Yuan fought with Qin He.
Xia Yuan couldn't beat Qin He, but when Qin He pressed him under him, clasped his hands, and was about to clean up him, he saw the tears in Xia Yuan's eyes.
Qin He was stunned for a moment, and his fists stopped in mid-air. Xia Yuan took the opportunity to slam Qin He over to the ground, and punched Qin He mercilessly.
... Xia Yuan's beating is really painful.
After the fight, Xia Yuan stood up straight, gave him a cold look, and mocked: "Trash."
Xia Yuan rewrote an application, and then got the poverty subsidy again.
After Xia Yuan got the money, he even came over to show it off to Qin He.
Qin He scolded Xia Yuan coldly: "Death liar."
Xia Yuan also scolded him: "Stinky garbage."
Qin He originally thought that he and Xia Yuan were like this.
Water and fire are incompatible, old age and death do not communicate with each other.
But when he saw Xia Yuan curled up on the ground in the shopping mall, surrounded by a group of people and being scolded by a group of people, and being kicked and kicked by a woman, his brain was so dazed that he didn't even have time to think, so he rushed up and grabbed Xia Yuan's hand. Dense malls ran out.
He didn't stop until he ran to the empty alley.
Sweat dripped from his forehead, his throat was sweet and his heartbeat was so fast, he bent down and panted heavily.
Xia Yuan suddenly shook off Qin He's hand.
His eyes were cold, a sarcastic smile appeared on his face, and he turned away.
Qin He stood there dumbfounded, looking at his back for a long time.
He hesitated, then turned back to the mall.
He wanted to know why that group of people wanted to beat Xia Yuan.
As a result, Qin He was grabbed by the woman who had just hit Xia Yuan as soon as he passed by.
"Are you and that thief together? Pay back! Although I didn't steal my clothes just now, last time, he stole a dress from my house!"
Qin He wanted to break free but couldn't.
Finally, after taking out all the money, the woman let him go.
The people who had just formed a circle had not yet dispersed, but they formed a circle and started gossiping.
They said that the kid was a habitual thief just now and was caught three times in this mall alone.
They said that the child only stole women's clothing accessories every time, as if forced by his mother. But his mother is really ruthless. Today, in winter, the child was caught, and the shopkeeper sent the child to the police station. All day and night, the child's mother didn't show up from beginning to end. The police wanted to send him back, but when asked where his home was, he didn't say anything. When asked what his parents' phone number was, he didn't say anything. In the end, he had no choice but to let the child go home by himself.
Someone sighed and said, that child is also quite pitiful.
Someone shook his head and said, "What's so pitiful, everyone has their own fate, this child is like this now, and when he grows up, he will not be able to follow the right path."
When Qin He returned home, he didn't fall asleep for half the night.
Over and over, he remembered how Xia Yuan was being scolded, kicked and beaten on the ground.
He also remembered the red and wet eyes that looked at him when he tore up his poverty application and pressed him to the ground.
He also remembered Xia Yuan's mother who had seen the heavy makeup and bright clothes at the school gate that day.
It turned out her clothes, her shoes, her satchel.
... Is it all forcing Xia Yuan to steal it
It turns out that Xia Yuan... In fact, is this the kind of life he lived
Qin He went to school with a pair of dark circles under his eyes, and was dozing off throughout the morning self-study.
As a result, after the self-study get out of class early, he was about to lie down on the table and continue to sleep when he was suddenly pulled out of the stool and sat on the ground.
Before he could react, Xia Yuan raised his fist towards him with red eyes.
In fact, Xia Yuan only hit twice before Qin He pinched his wrist.
Perhaps because of malnutrition, Xia Yuan was a little shorter than his peers, and his wrists were thinner than others.
Qin He lost his mind when he held his wrist.
How could Xia Yuan's wrist be thinner than a girl's
The next moment, Xia Yuan broke free of his hand, picked up his schoolbag, and walked out of the classroom step by step.
… He seemed to cry.
Why is he crying
Qin He suddenly wanted to go out and catch up with him.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he stood up, the head teacher walked into the classroom with a book.
Qin He had to sit back in his seat again.
Xia Yuan didn't come to school all morning.
Qin He, however, heard a group of girls gathered around during class, chattering, "Xia Yuan, I heard that he was a thief, and he was arrested at the police station. Also, I heard that he was still... doing that kind of work. .
Qin He stopped in front of the group of girls.
He looked down at them, his face a little ugly: "Who did you listen to?"
Qin He grew up early and was tall. He was already 1.8 meters tall before his fourteenth birthday. Although he looks good-looking, but looking at people with a condescending expression and cold expression, the girls shuddered with fright: "... Zhao... Zhao Feng, it was Zhao Feng who said it."
That day, there was a vicious fight in the third class of the eighth grade.
Qin He was given a demerit and suspended for a week.
Zhao Feng, on the other hand, spent a week recuperating at home.
This is also because Qin He has good grades and often represents the school in Mathematical Olympiad competitions. The school deliberately favors him, otherwise, he should be expelled.
The day Qin He returned to school after staying at home for a week, Xia Yuan buried his head in the book for most of the morning self-study and didn't speak.
It was not until the end of the morning self-study that he took out a box of chocolate milk from the drawer.
He put the box of chocolate milk on the table, and then slowly pushed it in front of Qin He.
"… sorry."
Xia Yuan whispered.
Qin He picked up the box of chocolate milk, inserted a straw and drank it.
"And... thank you."
Xia Yuan lowered his head, his fingertips curled up.
Qin He shook the empty milk carton and grinned at Xia Yuan.
"You're welcome, milk is delicious."
since that day.
No one in the school dared to talk about Xia Yuan's gossip.
And Qin He also began to pick up Xia Yuan's mathematics test paper again: "I will teach you mathematics, will you teach me to write essays?"
There was finally a smile on Xia Yuan's face.
He even made fun of Qin He, so that Qin He had to put on Snow White's costume in front of thousands of students in the school.
And he himself, witnessed by thousands of people, was bitten by Snow White with a huge tooth mark on his cheek.
At the end of the performance, Xia Yuan pointed to the tooth marks that could not go away on his face, and settled accounts with someone: "Little trash, what do you think about the tooth marks on my face?"
Qin He blinked, and suddenly brought his whole face close: "How about you bite back too?"
Qin He suddenly approached, so that the tip of Xia Yuan's nose almost touched his cheek.
Xia Yuan only felt a sudden jump in his heart, and his breathing became inexplicably disordered.
But he quickly calmed down again, thinking that tit-for-tat is actually a good method.
So, he stood on tiptoe, leaned over, opened his mouth, and bit Qin He's cheek squarely.
Qin He's whole body froze.
Xia Yuan's lips were very soft and warm, and Qin He could even feel Xia Yuan stick out his teeth and solemnly bite down on his cheek.
"Bang, bang, bang..."
Qin He felt that something was beating uncontrollably.
Xia Yuan quickly moved his mouth away. He looked at Qin He and asked, "Does it hurt?"
"No, it doesn't hurt." Qin He stumbled when he spoke.
Xia Yuan stretched out his hand, touched his cheek, and sighed in frustration: "I also think you definitely don't hurt. Look, such a shallow tooth mark is not obvious at all."
Qin He: "Then, will you bite again?"
"No need." Xia Yuan drew a circle around the tooth mark with his fingertips, and said with curved eyebrows: "Although it's not deep, I just bit it perfectly. Look, it's so round."
Until Xia Yuan murmured about the heat, he walked backstage to take off his apple suit.
Qin He was still stunned and stood there.
He stretched out his hand and touched the spot where Xia Yuan had just bitten him.
I just felt my heart pounding violently, as if it was about to burst out of my chest.
During the winter vacation, Qin He and Xia Yuan made an appointment to let Xia Yuan go to Qin He's house to do homework every day.
Xia Yuan would also come with a schoolbag on time every day.
But when the Spring Festival was about to end, Xia Yuan didn't come back.
Qin He didn't know the address of Xia Yuan's house, nor did he have Xia Yuan's phone number, so he could only sit at home and wait day after day.
It has been half a month since Xia Yuan appeared again.
Qin He asked, "Why didn't you come some time ago?"
Xia Yuan pursed his lips: "Busy."
Seeing that he didn't want to say more, Qin He didn't ask any more.
They picked up the book and started to do their homework.
Qin He didn't write a word for the past half month, just waiting for Xia Yuan to come over and write together.
Xia Yuan didn't speak, just sat quietly at the desk, holding a pen, doing the questions one by one.
But as he was writing, tears suddenly fell on the workbook.
Qin He was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly handed him a tissue.
Xia Yuan didn't pick up the tissue, he looked up at Qin He: "I didn't cry."
His eyes were not flushed, and there were no tears on his face.
... but if he hadn't cried.
What are the water droplets on the book
Qin He didn't ask, just hummed blankly and withdrew the hand that handed the tissue.
Xia Yuan continued to do his homework.
Xia Yuan usually comes to Qin He's house to do homework, usually only for three hours.
Come at two in the afternoon and leave at five.
But today, the hour hand reached eight o'clock, and he did not propose to leave.
Qin He naturally didn't take the initiative to mention it.
Just do your homework quietly with him.
Fortunately, after hoarding homework for half a month, it is not so easy to finish.
It wasn't until the hour hand reached nine o'clock that Xia Yuan began to pack up.
He slowly opened the zipper of his schoolbag, and slowly sorted out every subject book, every subject paper, and every subject homework book.
Then I slowly put these things into the bag.
"Then I'm leaving." Xia Yuan whispered.
"Well." Qin He said.
Xia Yuan stood up and walked towards the door step by step, his hand grabbed the door lock of Qin He's bedroom, but suddenly stopped.
He hesitated for a moment, then turned around and looked at Qin He, his eyelashes trembled uncomfortably, and then asked, "Can I... sleep at your house tonight?"
Qin He was stunned for a while, then nodded: "When... Of course you can."
Xia Yuan finally slept in the same bed with Qin He.
Xia Yuan seemed to fall asleep soon.
Qin He secretly looked at Xia Yuan's face in the moonlight. He found that Xia Yuan was sleeping very deeply, and he also found that he couldn't sleep at all.
Just as Qin He continued to look at Xia Yuan, Xia Yuan cried in his sleep.
He cried so much that his whole body trembled, and his teeth seemed to be chattering. He opened his mouth in the dark, hoarse his voice, and whispered to his mother.
He shouted, and then closed his mouth tightly again, as if the tears could not flow, and soon wet the pillow.
Qin He was a little helpless to wipe his tears, but he couldn't wipe them all.
He didn't dare to move too much, and he didn't dare to wake him up.
But he wiped Xia Yuan's tears one after another like this, it seemed that he couldn't make Xia Yuan stop crying completely.
In a panic, Qin He suddenly hugged Xia Yuan in his arms.
Xia Yuan's body finally stopped shaking.
Qin He stiffened, learning from what he saw on TV, freeing up one left hand, one after another, slowly and gently, patted Xia Yuan's back.
Xia Yuan gradually stopped crying.
Qin He listened to Xia Yuan's cry, slowly weakened, and then disappeared, until he heard Xia Yuan's steady breathing, he slowly let go of the hand holding Xia Yuan.
The moment he let go of Xia Yuan, Qin He felt a moment of loss in his heart.
He looked at Xia Yuan's face quietly.
Then he stretched out his hand and carefully wiped the tears from Xia Yuan's face.
He looked at Xia Yuan's wet eyelashes and red eyes, and a very strange thought suddenly appeared in his heart.
He wanted to kiss Xia Yuan's eyes.
From the moment this idea was born, it doubled and swelled, and the desire continued to increase. It seemed that if he did not comply with his wishes, he would be beating his heart all night, unable to close his eyes.
So he approached slowly.
But his heartbeat was getting louder and louder, so loud that he was afraid that he would wake Xia Yuan from his sleep.
He leaned over, like a thief, quickly, without stopping, and kissed Xia Yuan's eyes.
He was so panicked that he almost didn't know if he had kissed him.
But his heart was beating more and more strongly, hitting his chest one by one.
Qin He lay upright on the bed.
He put his hands by his side, clenching his fists tightly.
He opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling without blinking, watching the silhouette of the lamp on the ceiling in the darkness, watching the light outside the window through the gap in the curtains, and the light and shadow on the ceiling.
His heart finally calmed down.
But under the calm, he forcibly felt a touch of joy in his heart.
From this day on, Qin He knew.
He fell in love with Xia Yuan.