Chapter 59

The examinations of No. 5 Middle School have always been divided into examination rooms according to grades. Because the senior three in this world are originally divided into classes according to grades, their examination rooms are still in their respective classes, but the positions have been adjusted according to grades, and Xiang Siye is the first by the window. , Jing Yuwen was second to last at the back door, behind him was Zhou Hong.

Before the exam, Jing Yuwen stood in his original position and stared out the window in a daze. To be honest, he was a little nervous, a little irritable, and a little uneasy. Suddenly someone behind him lightly kicked his butt. This familiar feeling was from someone. A dog is fine.

Jing Yuwen turned around and leaned against the wall, frowning: "What are you doing? Why are you kicking my ass again, are you bothered?"

Xiang Siye chuckled: "Remind you, come on in the exam."

Jing Yuwen pouted: "Do you need to remind me?"

Zhou Hong was already sitting in the last seat at the back door, he waved to Jing Yuwen: "Come on, Lord Jing, we are next to each other!"

Jing Yuwen picked up his things and rolled his eyes at Xiang Siye: "Oh, I'm here."

Can't tell why, he has been very annoying to Siye recently.

He sat in the penultimate position, Zhou Hong leisurely turned his pen, and asked, "Master Jing, do you think we can still be in the same class?"

Jing Yuwen unconsciously glanced at the first position by the window, Xiang Siye turned back to talk to Fan Jia, Jing Yuwen felt a little uncomfortable, his brows folded into a ball, and he muttered in a low voice, "Go away. ,damn thing."

Zhou Hong dropped his pen on the table aggrieved: "I'm just asking, why are you so fierce, Master Jing?"

Jing Yuwen reacted and was a little embarrassed, but he was still confident: "I am me, am I fierce? I am fierce, what's wrong?"

After he finished speaking, he turned his head and sat upright, and took a few deep breaths to calm down his mood.

This monthly test may be the most stressful one he has ever experienced in his life. Although he doesn't know where the pressure comes from, he has been tensing his nerves and closed his eyes. He really wants to take a fat man for the test. First grade out.

It may be that Xiang Siye has been forced to study hard recently. Jing Yuwen felt that the exam questions were a bit simple. After two days of exams, he lamented that there were no empty questions in this exam.

After school on Friday, Jing Yuwen and Xiang Siye walked to the school gate together. Along the way, even if Xiang Siye rubbed his hair or raised his leg to touch his butt, he would not speak.

Xiang Siye asked, "What's wrong with you, brother, can't you just ignore me?"

Jing Yuwen thought that he would be divided into classes when he came back from this holiday. After the division, he would not be able to be in the same class with someone again. Although he was still in the same dormitory, he only spent so much time with each other every day. He stared blankly ahead. , did not speak, until the school gate, he stopped: "Xiang Siye."

Xiang Siye said warmly: "Hey~ what's the matter, good brother?"

Jing Yuwen raised his eyes and looked at him: "Are we going to exchange gifts on the Mid-Autumn Festival?"

Xiang Siye tilted his head: "Do you want a gift?"

Jing Yuwen frowned: "Forget it."

After speaking, he turned around and walked towards the bus stop.

Xiang Siye followed him: "Why forget it? I want gifts, let's give them to each other."

Jing Yuwen just looked at him and said yes or no, no bad, Xiang Siye grabbed his sleeve and waved it back and forth: "Brother, give me a gift, anything is fine."

Jing Yuwen raised his eyebrows: "Really?"

Xiang Siye nodded: "Really!"

Jing Yuwen added: "Then you can't dislike it."

Xiang Siye firmly said, "Absolutely not."

The bus was slowly coming this way, Jing Yuwen reached out and patted Xiang Siye's head: "It's settled, you have to bring it to me too."

Xiang Siye raised the corner of his mouth: "Okay!"

The bus stopped at the stop, Jing Yuwen didn't say goodbye, jumped up in three or two steps, chose a seat at the back and sat down, and began to think about what to give to Xiang Siye. The car drove for a while, Jing Yuwen inadvertently looked back at the rear window, Xiang Siye was still standing at the station, and kept looking in the direction of the bus.

Jing Yuwen's mood suddenly improved a lot. He thought that he must choose a gift for Xiang Siye that would be disliked, but Xiang Siye couldn't dislike. He just wanted to toss Xiang Siye!

After returning home, Jing Yuwen rummaged through his room and couldn't find a suitable one. He sat on the bed and thought about it. He has no money now. The cheaper the gift, the better. Emerging in the middle, he remembered the homework in the handicraft class in junior high school, the ugly red scarf.

He ran to Su Yan's bedroom and took out the red scarf. Su Yan had just come out of the toilet and saw him standing at the door of the bedroom with an unnatural expression: "What are you doing here?"

Jing Yuwen took the red scarf and showed it to Su Yan: "I'll take this."

Su Yan asked again, "What are you doing with this?"

Jing Yuwen smiled unconsciously: "Give it away."

Su Yan walked up to him, took a look at the scarf, and wondered, "Send it away? You have a grudge against that person?"

Jing Yuwen took the scarf and ran to the door of his bedroom: "Anyway, it's occupied at home, so if you have a chance, it's better to send it out."

Su Yan asked, "Don't ruin your relationship with your classmates."

Jing Yuwen smiled: "It's okay."

After speaking, he closed the door, found a clean wood-colored paper bag, and put the scarf in it.

At noon on Sunday, Jing Yuwen began to look forward to it from the moment he left the house. He was not looking forward to Xiang Siye's gift, but the reaction of Xiang Siye when he received his gift.

Xiang Siye arrived in the class before him. When Jing Yuwen walked around behind Xiang Siye, he placed the paper bag on his table. When he was seated, he found that there was a bunch of white roses on the table.

Jing Yuwen first sighed secretly, "This flower is so beautiful", and then wondered: "This is what you gave me?"

Xiang Siye looked into the bag and asked, "You gave me this?"

Jing Yuwen nodded: "Ang, I'm afraid you will freeze in winter, but why are you giving me this?"

Xiang Siye put the paper bag into the table and said half-jokingly, "I saw the price cut during the Mid-Autumn Festival when I came here, so I bought one."

Jing Yuwen:  …

Sure enough, the dog is still at the dog! He has the urge to throw the flower out now, but after staring at it for a while, he smiles inexplicably. After realizing that he was laughing, he immediately stopped the smile and looked at Siye, fortunately Didn't see this guy!

Zhou Hong walked in, stood in front of Jing Yuwen's desk, looked at the flower, and smiled: "Oh, Lord Jing, has someone confessed? You don't care about Xiang God."

Xiang Siye lifted his eyelids and said indifferently, "I gave it."

Jing Yuwen carefully put the flower into the table, and coughed twice: "Why? Can Xianggou control me?"

Zhou Hong showed an intriguing smile, and after a few seconds, he said, "Oh yes, the head teacher is coming soon, and the class will be divided in a while."

Jing Yuwen just remembered the matter of being divided into classes, and his happy heart was suddenly a little lost. He looked at Siye with a calm expression, and even more angry, he reached out and patted Xiang Si. Ye's head kicked Xiang Siye's chair in frustration after the shot.

Xiang Siye was puzzled: "Why are you hitting and kicking? What's the matter?"

Jing Yuwen leaned against the wall and squeezed out a smile: "I'm happy, I just want to do something to you."

Xiang Siye curled his lips: "In this case, you can move your hands a few more times."

Zhou Hong shook his body: "Hey, you guys are so tired and crooked, you can't watch it if you can't watch it."

Just after Zhou Hong finished speaking, Wen Qin walked in with a stack of documents. He stood on the podium and pushed his glasses with his index finger: "Everyone, be quiet."

All went quiet, and all looked at Wen Qin on the podium seriously.

When Jing Yuwen saw the documents in Wen Qin's hand, his heart almost came to his throat. Wen Qin looked at the documents and said, "This time the exam results are out. If we count them according to the results, Xiang Siye, Fan Jia, Is Fan Jia here?"

Zhou Hong raised his hand: "Teacher, Fan Jia hasn't come yet."

"That's okay," Wen Qin said again, "Xiang Siye can go to class four now, and Liu Yue, you can go to class ten too."

Hearing this, Jing Yu Wenxuan's heart fell in mid-air. He looked at Xiang Siye unconsciously. Xiang Siye's expression was slightly surprised. He guessed that Xiang Siye was surprised that he didn't get a grade. class.

Liu Yue was the first to pack up and left class 5, but Xiang Siye kept sitting still, Jing Yuwen suddenly felt a little distressed for him, raised his hand and patted him on the back: "Don't be sad, study hard, next time you can definitely do it of."

Zhou Hong turned around with a regretful expression on his face: "Xiang Shen, don't worry, I'll help you."

Jing Yuwen thought that Zhou Hong was trying to help Xiang Siye learn, he couldn't help raising his hand to touch Zhou Hong's head, and said to himself, "It's not hot, what nonsense is this?"

Zhou Hong stepped back vigilantly: "Master Jing, keep your distance, keep your senses."

Xiang Siye seemed to have just recovered, and he sighed: "I'm leaving, remember to miss me."

As he said that, he started to pack his things. Jing Yuwen was inexplicably saddened by this scene. Xiang Gou must have thought that he would be the first in his grade this time.

Jing Yuwen squeezed out a smile: "Okay, I think every day, go back to sleep with you at night!"

Xiang Siye picked up his schoolbag and smiled: "Okay, I can't go back."

After speaking, He Jing Yuwen waved his hand and walked out from the back door.

After a while, Fan Jia also packed her things and went to class 4. There were three new students in the class, waiting at the door.

"Wait a second," Wen Qin looked at the vacant seats in the class and said, "Zhou Hong, go to the same table with Jing Yuwen, you two boys, go to Zhou Hong's seat."

Zhou Hong thought it was troublesome to pack his things, so he changed positions at the table between him and Xiang Siye, and then sat next to Jing Yuwen.

Zhou Hong smiled awkwardly: "Hey, Master Jing, we are at the same table."

Jing Yuwen lacked interest: "Oh, I really envy you to have such a good tablemate."

After he finished speaking, he turned his head and looked out the window with his right hand holding his side face.

When Xiang Siye was not there, he didn't even have the desire to speak, he always wanted to bury his head in a sleep, and finally managed to last until the end of get out of class, he immediately got up and walked to Class 4.

The back door of Class 4 was open, Jing Yuwen was lying on the door and looking in, at a glance, he saw the last position by the window, Xiang Siye was by the window, Fan Jia was sitting next to him, he seemed to be giving a speech to Fan Jia, Jing Yu Wen just looked at it like this, his brows furrowed unconsciously.