As the weather got colder, the school turned on the heating.
The uncle who burns the boiler is very responsible. He keeps the radiator warm throughout the classroom. What Wu Xiu and Jiang Tian liked the most, and found them the most comfortable, was to put clothes on the radiator, and then lay on them to sleep.
Jiang Tian is okay, he can always enjoy this kind of treatment, but Wu Xiu has to go outside to make up lessons by Luo Shiyu.
After this period of make-up lessons, Wu Xiu's expectation from the very beginning turned into a disappointment afterwards, until now he is desperate.
Of course, Wu Xiu had no complaints about Luo Shiyu, he was just disappointed and desperate for himself, and he found that he seemed to be a stranger to learning.
In a blink of an eye, thinking about the bitterly cold environment outside, Wu Xiu even wanted to give up making up classes.
So he finally gathered up the courage to tell Luo Shiyu his thoughts on a cloudy morning: "I think I have been abandoned by study, and I don't want to embarrass it. Or else, just make up lessons in the future?"
Seeing Wu Xiu's look of expectation, Luo Shiyu said with no anger: "Heh! At first I gave you a make-up lesson, you were not happy, I did not force it. Then you took the initiative to ask me to help you, and I have no complaints. Now you If you say you don’t want to make up, then forget it? What do you think I am? Don’t make up for it."
Realizing that Luo Shiyu was a little unhappy, Wu Xiu could only quickly explain with a smile: "No, I didn't mean that. The main reason is that it's cold, I'm afraid of freezing you."
"Worry about freezing others, then can't you give them a warm baby?"
Seeing Luo Shiyu blinking his eyes and suddenly starting to sell cute, Wu Xiu opened his mouth, and then he reacted: "—Send! I'll send it tomorrow."
"What about make-up lessons?"
"Make up! It's my pleasure."
So Wu Xiu not only failed to give up the make-up class, but also "taken" in a warm baby...
Tomorrow is Christmas.
In fact, Wu Xiu had only heard of this festival before in film and television dramas, and didn't understand it. After entering Fengcheng No. 1 Middle School, he only knew that there were also Chinese who celebrated this festival. Especially many couples, but they all seem to be better at celebrating all holidays as Valentine's Day.
Wu Xiu once saw a sentence on the Internet: "As long as I meet the right person, every day is Valentine's Day."
Don’t they get bored
Obviously, self-thinking "single aristocrats" like Wu Xiu can't appreciate it.
Self-study late.
Wu Jiao slept on the table and the phone vibrated. He took out his phone and glanced at it. It was a text message: "After school, I will wait for you in the classroom."
Seeing the familiar number of the sender, Wu Xiu felt very conflicted. He secretly glanced at Jiang Tian, who was listening to the song with headphones. He thought about it, but in the end he still didn't tell Jiang Tian about it.
With the last night of self-study, the bell rang and school was over.
Wu Xiu asked the brothers to leave first because he wanted to send Luo Shiyu back to the dormitory.
Class 8 of the second grade.
Wu Xiu stood at the door of the classroom and glanced at it. There were only a dozen students left inside. They are either studying or playing around, and some students are preparing to leave the classroom.
When Wu Xiu found Zhao Qian, she was sitting in the corner of the classroom, with one hand resting on her head and the other hand tapping gently.
When Wu Xiu found the white headphone cable in front of Zhao Qian, he smiled and said, "I thought you were studying, but you were listening to songs!"
"Just the knowledge points in the books will not take up extracurricular time, the class is enough." When Zhao Qian seemed to think of something, she pretended to be embarrassed and added: "I said myself, don't think too much."
"—"
Wu Xiu suddenly didn't want to speak.
He wanted to ask Qian Zhao: Did you talk like that? Let me not think too much. You are such an obvious reminder, who wouldn't think too much
"Why are you standing stupid? Come and listen to this song. The lyrics are good, maybe you like it." Zhao Qian invited Wu Xiu, and she took off the earphones near Wu Xiu.
Wu Xiu didn't speak, and sat next to Zhao Qian, took the earphones in her hand, and followed her to listen.
"When I was a child, I stole the light from someone's house,
The past has not been combed for a decade of bitterness,
Nowadays, reading the red sleeves in the light of the light,
A half-life floating name is just a vain..."
Maybe it's the fascinating lyrics and melody of this song, or just enjoy the atmosphere at the moment: the moonlight shining through the window, the music in the headphones, and most importantly, the beautiful person beside me. Even though Wu Xiu rarely listens to songs, he is immersed in it.
Unconsciously, a song is over.
Wu Xiu's intentions were still not exhausted, and originally wanted to listen to it for a while, but Zhao Qian directly took off the earphones in her ears and put them away.
"Hey… "
"The school gate should be closed. If you don't leave, you won't be able to get out."
Zhao Qian stood up and cleaned up briefly, and took the lead to walk outside the classroom.
The two people walked all the way and talked, and it didn't take long before they came to the community where Zhao Qian lived.
I didn't send Zhao Qian home for a while, and accompanied her along the way. Although she was often speechless in a few words, Wu Xiu was still very happy.
The residential unit is downstairs.
Zhao Qian stopped, turned to look at Wu Xiu, and said, "I'm here."
"Yeah!" Wu Xiu nodded.
Zhao Qian waited for a while, and found that Wu Xiu didn't mean to speak any more, she said in an unpleasant manner: "I don't understand the style."
"Huh?" Wu Xiu was confused, not knowing what Zhao Qian meant.
"Forget it, Christmas Eve tonight, for the sake of Santa Claus..." Zhao Qian paused, took out a small exquisite gift box from her bag and handed it to Wu Xiu, and then said, "Give it to you."
"Yeah! There are gifts?" Wu Xiu was overjoyed. After receiving the gift box, he realized that he hadn't prepared a gift for Zhao Qian. He was a little embarrassed and said, "Sorry! This is the first Western festival since I grew up. I have no experience, so I don't have much preparation."
Zhao Qian waved her hand, and said, "It's okay, Christmas Eve, just to wish everyone peace and peace. You only need to be safe when you cause troubles and fights all day long, so I don't have to."
"—"
Wu Xiu suddenly didn't want to talk anymore.
"Okay, it's not early, and I have to go to school tomorrow." Zhao Qian waved at Wu Xiu and smiled: "Good night!"
Wu Xiu nodded and smiled: "Good dream!"
After returning to Zheng Peng's house and coming to his room, Wu Xiu hurriedly closed the door and turned on the lights, and then sat down. He carefully unpacked the gift box, looking forward to Zhao Qian's gift.
When he saw that there was only an apple in the box, he said blankly: "Wish you good luck on Christmas Eve, so do you give me an apple? It's also Santa Claus's place anyway, can't it be a little high?"
Wu Xiu shook his head. He took out the apple, lay down in his arms, and looked at the chandelier for a while. The apples are red and big, with a fragrant aroma.
"It should taste good."
Just as Wu Xiu was about to eat, he suddenly noticed that there were some marks on the position where he was holding the apple. He turned the apple around and took a closer look. He didn't expect that a heart-shaped pattern was printed on the apple.