A Heartwarming Decade

Officer Fu gave a reprimand, made notes as usual, and asked a few children for their home addresses, phone numbers, and names before letting them go back.

"Axi, how do you explain when you go back?" Si Wan looked at Yanxi's arm and frowned.

"I hit the bear!" Yanxi was afraid of pain, and the pressure was even lower after taking the medicine.

"Brother, I'm sorry today!" Tiger Ba shrank his neck, a little guilty. He is not bad in nature. He originally had a breath of anger on Meimei, but seeing that Yanxi had no intention of Meimei, and the common troubles in the police station, it became more and more that these boys felt sorry for their temper. .

"Forget it, don't let Young Master see you in the future..." Yanxi waved her hand weakly, admitting she was unlucky.

"Brother, what are you talking about, as long as you don't grab Meimei, I will cover you from now on, and our brotherhood will grow!" Tiger Ba patted the young man on the shoulder, proudly. It happened that the wound was photographed, and Yanxi immediately screamed.

Si Wan was a little displeased, and gently wrapped Yanxi's shoulders, leading him to his side.

"Look at my memory!" Tiger Ba smiled embarrassedly, with a silly look.

Sindayi looked at the sky and whistled, disdainfully.

A Heng thought Tiger Ba was a good person, and smiled at him with a gentle and understanding gesture. Tiger Ba also laughed, his face full of flesh was somewhat cute and naive.

Ah Heng continued to laugh, haha, laughed and laughed.

"Does the cheek hurt?" Yan Xi glanced at A Heng.

"A little bit." A Heng poked his cheek and laughed a little painfully.

"Mianba, you want to be a brother with me, but you have to join my ribs teacher." Yan Xi leaned on Si Wan, her eyes flowed and lazy.

"Spare ribs teach?" Tiger Ba's mouth was uncomfortable. "What the hell? Cult?"

Thinking of smiling and laughing.

"Laughing, right guardian?" Yanxi pretended to be innocent.

Right protector, do you think Wan?

A Heng shuddered immediately when thinking of Si Wan standing in the wind and screaming, "Sir Yanxi, the leader of the world will rule the world, and the East will be undefeated for generations to come."

"Yanxi, what do you want to teach? Me and Si Wan are up to you. But, can you make a nice name? Ribs teacher, can you listen to me? I don’t have to face Sindayi when I call out. It's up!" A turbulent teenager looked at Yanxi sadly.

"Zuo Hufa, do you want to apostasy?" Yan Xi said quietly, looking at Sindayi with a sad expression.

"Oh, Brother Dayi, you apostate, apostate, if you apostate, I will be promoted!" Xiao Xia's eyes lit up.

"What are you...?" Tiger Ba looked at the shrimp shiveringly.

The child smiled and pointed to himself: "Ask me, I am the Four Great Kings."

"Are you alone, the Four Great Kings?"

"Yes, yes."

"How about it, do you want to join?" Yanxi rubbed Xiao Shrimp's hat and looked at Tiger Ba with big eyes, smiling like a flower.

Huba looked at Yanxi's face, stunned, and nodded unconsciously.

"Okay, you will be the Eight King Kong from now on!" Yanxi was very satisfied and nodded like the leader.

Si Wan and Xin Dayi looked helpless at Yanxi, and let him go crazy.

"Why, yes, ribs teach?" Aheng asked.

"What else can it be because he likes to eat ribs?" Si Wan narrowed his eyes, looked at Yanxi's thin back, and spoke softly.

Aheng tilted his head and laughed.

Finally, the rain passed and the sky cleared.

school starts.

According to Xilin’s practice, the new semester row of seats is generally based on grades. A Heng and his class are the class with the best grades, so naturally they must implement the "performance first" to the end.

Teacher Guo, the head teacher, said: "Everyone goes out with their schoolbags. According to the transcript, I call for one to come in, and I will pick a seat by myself."

"Discrimination, absolute personal discrimination!" Sindayi was very indignant outside the classroom. His grades have always been good, but it was a pity that he became addicted to playing games before the final exam last year. The science has the usual foundation, but the liberal arts are not. The red light is on, the overall grade is more than 20 in the class.

When Sindayi was admitted to Xilin, he came in brilliantly with the top spot in the Math Olympiad. Today, no one can be found in the grade list. Originally, his nerves were fine, but Mr. Guo, the teacher in charge of the class, asked him to have tea and talk to him. Who could bear it? ! As a result, this servant's few self-esteem showed up, and the current policy of arranging seats according to grades severely hurt his immature soul.

"Wen Heng." Ms. Guo slowly took the name of the place with the roster, and the second one was the dark horse of grade.

There was a boo in the crowd.

"Yes." A Heng walked in. She sat in the old seat, the second-to-last row, by the window.

Everyone pretended not to see Ah Heng and was far away from her. This appearance was like treating some infectious virus. From the beginning to the end, no one was sitting next to her.

The same table, front table, and back table are all empty.

It's so boring...

Aheng is depressed, she is not a plague.

When SARS came in 2003, their entire dormitory building was quarantined. When they were released later, it was the same. People in the school just saw people in their dormitory walk out, fall in love, watch the stars and hold hands. The mosquito feeder immediately formatted it, and there was no one in the place where it went. The formation could hurt more than the small-scale isolation in the class.

It's a pity that at that time, when I was young, I was so stupid that I couldn't look away. I licked it in the tortoise shell and hurt.

She remembered looking at Sindayi at the time, but it was a pity that she turned her head unkindly and pretended not to see.

Compared to other strangers, although she didn't mention it, she still believed in her heart that they were acquaintances even if they were not friends.

However, it turns out that she was thinking too much.

In fact, Ah Heng didn't know if his glance meant helplessness. After all, it was much easier than admitting rejection.

After many years, Sindayi was half joking and said to Aheng, "Aheng, why do you like Yanxi? Obviously I knew you earlier than him."

A Heng wanted to jokingly say that Yan Xi looked three-pointed, but at that moment, it was not his face that suddenly came to his mind. The face of youth has faded in time. The only thing she can remember is the vivid and beautiful posture like flames when the teenager was angry, in the light and shadow, eternal. No matter what kind of tune is humming, what kind of chicness, this life, it is hard to forget.

She said, "Dayi, do you remember Yanxi being angry?"

Why don't you remember?

Sindayi shrank his neck.

She lived her life tremblingly, plain but full of excitement. Occasionally, I would stare at the toad in the locker; occasionally, I would see the textbooks that had been stepped on and torn in the drawer; and occasionally, the blackboard eraser would be smashed to death when others were playing. On her body; occasionally, when it is her turn to be on duty, there will be several times more trash on the ground than usual...

However, no more excitement is better than Yanxi's sudden appearance.

That day, when she was doing exercises, a person suddenly walked into the classroom. Before looking up, the female classmates had already begun to scream and excite.

She raised her head and saw his blue school uniform, white shirt, black hair backlit, and bright eyes indifferent.

Yanxi is one year older than Sindayi and one level higher than Sindayi and Aheng. A Heng murmured before listening to his thoughts. Yanxi missed class too many times last year and didn't learn anything for a whole year. Grandpa Yan wanted him to go back to the first year of high school and reform.

But, this came too suddenly, right?

Sindayi looked at him, as if he knew it, and bluntly said Xi Le, and said proudly to the boy next to him: "Did you see it, our school is a schoolboy, my brother Yan Xi!"

The name of Yanxi School Flower has a long history.

When I first entered high school, I was regarded as a girl by the former president of the student union who only chased the flowers of each school year. I wrote a love letter for three days and a bouquet of roses for five days. "Love tiger oil" was on my lips every day.

Yanxi yelled at him: "I'm a man!"

The man smiled really: "Beauty, go, let's come out now!"

Therefore, the name of the school flower is true and unshakable.

When A Heng first heard about this, he was bluffed into cold sweat. Why is nothing normal about Yanxi's body? ...

As soon as the head teacher Ms. Guo said that she wanted to transfer to the class, her voice was quickly obliterated. You must know that when this lady was giving lectures, the sturdy master who could hear the echoes in the two teaching buildings before and after, her voice was suppressed by a group of usually weak little girls.

Sure enough, Beauty is the ultimate weapon with the most lethality in the world.

The corners of Yanxi's mouth were raised, her eyes were flat and expressionless. He picked up the chalk and said the word "Yanxi" leaped on the blackboard.

The neat two words are not at all the talent Aheng saw that day.

She guessed he was afraid of trouble and wanted to keep a low profile. But in Xilin, it's not ordinary to just put out the word "yanxi". So, continue to scream below.

"Yanxi, come here, sit here!" Sindayi pointed to the empty seat behind him, jumping up and down like a monkey.

The boy glanced at Sindayi and wanted to walk over, but found that there were too many girls sitting next to the servant. He immediately turned his head in disgust and turned to the opposite direction. He lowered his head and saw A Heng with two braids looking at him stupidly. Her surroundings were quiet in sharp contrast with Sindayi's side.

Yanxi didn't bother to think about it, and sat down in the seat behind Aheng.

The air in the class was a bit stagnant, and then the sound of turning over the book and the rustling of writing restored the atmosphere of quiet study before.

Aheng kept drawing the circuit diagrams, feeling that his mind was almost turning into a bunch of messy lines. She put down the pen, gently leaned on the table and looked out the window, and there was a faint snoring sound behind her.

Aheng turned his head, but saw Yanxi lying on the table asleep.

She had never seen this kind of Yanxi, undefended, and stripped off layers of armor, leaving only the youth's innocence.

She stared at the boy's bent elbow and was dazed in a daze.

This school uniform, blue, looks pretty.

Ha ha.

When the bell rang after class, Ah Heng was already excited and continued to connect the series and parallel circuits. As far as Xi is concerned, she is still asleep.

After writing for a while, a female classmate in the class walked to her seat, patted her on the shoulder, and smiled: "Wen Heng, someone is looking for you at the school gate!"

A Heng was stunned, who can find her right now?

But the girl had a sincere expression. She didn't suspect him, so she left her seat.

When the classmates saw her, they started pointing and whispering. Sindayi glanced at her, then quickly lowered his head.

Aheng was puzzled, hurriedly left the classroom and walked towards the school gate.

There is a long distance from the teaching building to the school gate. Along the way, A Heng found that everyone's expressions were very weird, looking at her as if seeing a neurosis. Some people began to laugh unceremoniously, pointing at her.

"Hey, why do you say this person is so shameless?"

"Yes, it's disgusting, crazy, right?"

A Heng looked at his clothes, there was nothing wrong with them, but those words became more unbearable.

She speeded up and ran to the school gate, but there was no one there. A Heng knew that he was being tricked again, a little depressed, and went back.

When returning to the classroom, a group of girls looked at her and smiled exaggeratedly.

"Wen Heng, everyone is watching you, have you praised you?" The girl who had **** with A Heng for volleyball asked her with a smile.

A Heng looked at her, thinking her eyes were ugly, as if she was about to swallow herself. She didn't speak, but she realized in her heart, her hand gently stretched to her shoulders, and she felt a piece of paper, which must have been pasted by the girl when she patted her.

"I'm a bitch." Aheng looked at the note and read it out gently.

She looked at the girl, handed her the note, restrained the trembling of her palms, and said gently: "Give you back your things."

The girl's face turned red in an instant: "Wen Heng, you bitch, what do you pretend to be lofty! Winging around Wen Siwan every day, shamelessly!"

A Heng lowered his head, and when he raised his head again, he said seriously: "You like Wen Siwan, but why bother to slander others? Since you are a girl, how can you...speak such ugly... swear words?"

The girl tore up the note: "Who do you think you are? Teach me? Don't look at yourself, don't know where the dumplings came from!"

Tubao, heh, he is probably still a soil bun who can't learn Beijing for a hundred years. Aheng laughed.

The other party became angry and grabbed Aheng's clothes.

"Today, if you dare to warm up, Ben Shao will give up your hand." Behind him, there was a plain and emotional voice, discussing the weather-like tone.

The girl was stunned, looking at the boy who suddenly appeared.

A Heng turned his head slightly, his nose swept to the boy's collar, a touch of milk scent.

"Yanxi." She smiled, but, again, suddenly aggrieved.

A Heng sighed in his heart, this is really a bad mood, what is the beginning, and what is the end?

The boy, thin and slender, protected her behind him. He raised his eyebrows, his big eyes gleamed coldly, and he looked at the girl opposite without a smile: "Wen Siwan knows that you are bullying his sister so much, because of your **** gentleman demeanor, I guess he won't fight. You. But master, I don’t mind hitting women!"

The girl's face instantly turned pale, looking at Ah Heng, she couldn't believe it: "Is she Wen Siwan's sister?"

Yanxi sneered: "Isn't she you?"

Then he turned around, walked in front of Sindayi, kicked his foot fiercely, and with a loud noise, the desk fell to the ground.

Books scattered all over the place.

Sindayi stood up, a little guilty.

Yan hoped for him, with black and beautiful eyes, hidden flames, and his voice was a bit bitterly cold: "Sindayi, you **** watch Wen Heng so bullied every day, don't you find it interesting?"