The two of them skipped class without success. After the physical education class, they obediently returned to the classroom for two self-study classes.
The little fat man slept on the table as usual.
Wen Baiyu was holding a pen in his hand, turning the pages of the book in a daze.
he. Since he transferred from another school, is he going to come to his house at night?
Wen Baiyu bit the barrel of the gel pen, and drew a long stroke on the Chinese homework book.
The little fat man didn't sleep very comfortably, so he changed his position and accidentally hit Wen Baiyu's arm with his elbow.
The tip of the pen slipped under his mouth, and he was so frightened that he came back to his senses.
Wen Baiyu took out his homework and spread it out, compared with the textbook, and began to solve the problems one after another.
He has been away from junior high school for many years. As long as he reviews his Chinese and English textbooks and takes some time to recite them, he can basically get back most of them, but...
he can't do science since he was a child.
The math teacher is even more like a hypnotist. As long as he sees that face, Wen Baiyu can fall asleep, which is more effective than any sleeping pills.
He remembered that he even secretly took a photo of Bald Qian, and he used to rely on this photo to fall asleep so many sleepless nights.
Mathematics used to be at the bottom of the class in the past, but now...
it is his greatest fortune not to get a 0 in the exam.
He put the math homework at the end, first compared with the books, and slowly started to do Chinese and English homework.
Leaving the middle school campus for a long time, it is not efficient for him to look through the textbook for every question to be sure.
The little fat man fell asleep next to him for two classes. When he woke up, he felt refreshed and went to get Wen Baiyu's homework as usual.
Stretching his neck and seeing the homework on the table, he was dumbfounded, "Little fish?! Something is wrong with you, something is really wrong. Did you get caught by something dirty?
" It seems to be the same thing: "It's all my fault. The environment in that place is so bad. Now that I think about it, when I walked over, there seemed to be gusts of cool wind behind me?" Wen Baiyu: "..." The corners of his mouth could
n't
help Twitching for a moment, he deliberately messed up the broken hair on his forehead, leaned in front of the little fat man, deliberately lowered his voice, and said in a gloomy tone, "Look at me..." He deliberately prolonged the word "I
" : "Does it look like he's here to kill you?"
The little fat man rolled his eyes skyward, and pushed him, "Boring..."
As he spoke, he stretched out his claws towards the homework spread on Wen Baiyu's desk.
The little fat man took the Chinese homework well and couldn't help but shed painful tears.
These two tears are really emotional, and when I think that I have to do all the homework except Chinese tonight, I can't wait to flood the Yangtze River with tears.
I spread out half of my English homework, and began to write while crying—
although there is only half of it, it is better than nothing.
Wen Baiyu put his math homework and textbooks into his schoolbag, staring at the tears in the corners of the little fat man's eyes.
"Be careful, don't drip cat urine on my homework."
The little fat man sniffed and wrote the last stroke of English, "Inhumane!"
Wen Baiyu took the English homework, put it in the bag and zipped it up.
Stand up with your back on your back: "If it were me, I would wipe off the cat urine and talk, you sprayed my face."
The little fat man: "..."
——Wen
Baiyu walked out of the school gate and glanced at the white cat standing outside the gate. "Yansheng Middle School" in black on the bottom, the tension that was finally suppressed by myself quietly rose from the bottom of my heart as I got closer and closer to the bus stop sign.
He followed the flow of people to the stop sign, and when he arrived, he raised his head and confirmed the bus and direction on the stop sign several times.
Their home is only about 7 stops away from the school.
When he got home, Ye Qian came to open the door for him.
Wen Baiyu opened his arms and gave his mother a hug.
Ye Qian touched his head, her eyes narrowed into a smile, "Why do you want to hug him all of a sudden today? Are we so old that we are afraid of going to school alone?"
Wen Baiyu also laughed and shook his head.
In the previous life, the family was harmonious and the parents were in good health.
When I saw him again, I didn't have the feeling of reunion after a long absence, I only felt a slight sore nose.
Wen Baiyu shook his head: "Mom is so beautiful."
Ye Qian was amused by him again, and it sounded quite useful, "Xing Xing's mouth is so sweet today."
Wen Baiyu took off his shoes in the hallway, put on gray indoor slippers, and followed Ye Qian behind.
The decoration and furnishings of the home are slowly converging with those in memory. This is what it looked like before it was refurbished.
The dark brown floor is matched with a dark green living room couch, and a gray tatami mat is placed next to the sofa.
The overall style is weird and uncoordinated.
But the strange thing is that every time he sees a piece of furniture, he can dig out the story of why it came from the depths of his memory.
Those things that I didn't care about in my previous life suddenly became clear at this moment.
Ye Qian turned her head to look at him: "Xingxing, why are you standing there, come and sit down, is it hot? Mom is going to get you some iced fruit." Wen
Baiyu came back to her senses when she called her, and responded cheerfully.
After walking a few steps, he sat down on the sofa in the living room with his schoolbag beside him.
Ye Qian took out a bowl of cut fruit from the refrigerator: "Why hasn't your sister come back today? I don't know..." The
following words were interrupted by the doorbell ringing at the door, Ye Qian put down the fruit plate and smiled at Wen Baiyu, " It must be your sister, I just said it, and here it is."
Wen Baiyu took out his English homework from his schoolbag, held a pencil, and pretended to be thinking about homework on the coffee table.
His heart tightened suddenly, and the calmness he pretended on the outside was also betrayed by the slightly trembling hand holding the pencil.
Wen Baisang called Mom at the door, and Ye Qian took the schoolbag.
Ye Qian patted her on the back, told her to walk faster, and stood in the hallway looking out by herself.
Wen Baisang half squatted to put on his shoes: "Mom, what are you in a hurry for? I brought them all back."
The entrance is a bit small, and the people behind can only wait outside the door, and cannot come in together.
Ye Qian smiled kindly at him, beckoned him to come in, and pointed to the newly bought slippers, "Xiao Chen is here, come in quickly."
Wen Baiyu turned from the sofa on the coffee table to look at the person at the door.
The sky is still bright at six o'clock in summer, and the setting sun stands on the clouds, but the golden light is covered with a little warm orange.
It was this orange light that sneaked in through the tulle of the living room window, hid in the hair of the visitor, and scattered on the shoulders.
The black hair is covered with gold, which makes his whole body seem to be embroidered in the light, calm and quiet like a piece of jade.
The jumping golden light scattered into countless light spots, like stars in a bright galaxy, the stars sprinkled all over the sky, all fell on the corners of his outstanding eyes and brows.
The facial features are clearly outlined by the golden light, the tails of the eyes are slightly upturned, the eyebrows are drawn together, and there is a polite smile on his face.
But in Wen Baiyu's eyes.
He is very much like the evildoer born out of nowhere in the strange novels, with a seductive gentleness all over his body.
The person at the door smiled gently at Ye Qian, took off his shoes and put on slippers, and called "Aunt Ye".
Ye Qian called him to sit in the living room, looked at the bag he was carrying, and then looked back.
After making sure there was nothing else, Ye Qian said, "There are so few things, ask Sangsang's father to accompany you to buy some at night, it's the same at your aunt's house, don't be restrained." Wen Baisang was already
standing He walked over to the coffee table and was talking to Wen Baiyu.
When Ye Qian walked over, she heard her asking: "Why did you come back today without waiting for me?"
Wen Baiyu put down his pen, and his heart skipped a beat.
Suddenly remembered that in the three years of junior high school, he followed his sister to and from get out of class.
Because of the long interval in this life, coupled with restlessness, I actually forgot about it.
Wen Baiyu blinked innocently, before he could think of a reason, he saw Ye Qian walking over with someone.
This scene overlapped with the moment when I saw him for the first time in my previous life.
The same way he suddenly raised his head, his eyes hit his light brown pupils, those eyes sucked him in like two seductive moves.
His heart beat uncontrollably.
All his senses seemed to be out of his control, and he heard his own voice asking leisurely, "
Mom, who is he...?"
He knew who he was, but this was the first official reunion in his life, It seemed as if something was stuck in his throat, and when he opened his mouth, he burst into tears.
He was afraid that he would cry again, so he quickly lowered his head.
Ye Qian asked Wen Baisang to bring out the water: "Come on, Xing Xing, let me introduce you, this is the new little brother, who is as old as your sister, and his name is Yu Shuchen." She asked Yu Shuchen to put the bag on the sofa
, Haha laughed and said, "Speaking of it, it's quite interesting. Xiaochen and our Sangsang have a baby relative."
Wen Baisang came out from inside: "Mom, what kind of feudal thinking of old sesame seeds and rotten millet, every time you see People just say once, refuse to apply for an arranged marriage."
Ye Qian laughed a few times, then turned her head to Yu Shuchen and said, "Xiaochen, this is Sangsang's younger brother, Wen Baiyu."
Yu Shuchen stared at the lying on the bed with great interest. The child on the coffee table pretending to be doing homework stared at the spinner above his head for a long while.
Wen Baiyu had calmed down, noticed his gaze, and raised his head.
Yu Shuchen raised one eyebrow and asked him: "Stars?"
Wen Baiyu blinked his sour eyes, not knowing what he was going to ask, but answered honestly, "Well, stars are my nickname.
" Plant a white elm." Yu Shuchen pondered for a while, and suddenly read a poem, as if he was talking to himself, and seemed to be chewing on the origin of Wen Baiyu's nickname.
Wen Baiyu took a few more glances at him, guessing that he was excellent in his previous life and must have read a lot of books.
Yu Shuchen raised one corner of his mouth, and half bent over, "Little Xingxing, we just met."
Wen Baiyu was startled by him, his eyes widened, and he didn't speak.
He smiled lowly: "Forget it so quickly, little Xingxing? Then let me help little Xingxing remember, school, beside the fence, jumping..."
Wen Baiyu dropped the pencil in his hand, glanced at his mother, and interrupted him quickly , "Remember, remember."
Yu Shuchen continued: "Then what do you want to call me?"
Wen Baiyu followed his words and called "Brother...", but suddenly understood.
This time his big eyes widened even more, and when he raised his head, he saw a teasing smile that he hadn't had time to retract.
Wen Baiyu: "..."
How could he not know this man in his previous life, him! Home! Of course! this! what! remember! hatred!
The author has something to say: This chapter was released a few hours earlier, I am afraid that everyone will run away, QAQ. The following chapters are all set up to be blackjack.
"What is there in the sky, there are white elms planted every day."
From "Ancient Yuefu",
Baiyu means star.
So the two protagonists together are "stars" and "stars"
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