Chapter 80 It's Better For Us To Start Over (8)

For several days, Xu Qichen avoided Xia Zhixu. Although he has never been very enthusiastic, he will always react a little bit. But now, as soon as he got close, Xu Qichen would automatically leave a certain distance.

It's like two same-sex magnets.

Another morning, Xia Zhixu just came out of the community, looked up at the opposite side, and happened to see Xu Qichen standing at the bus stop drinking a carton of milk, and the other side saw him at the same time. Xia Zhixu waved at him happily, and as soon as he shouted the word Xu, the other party hurriedly got on a bus and ran under his nose.

Trying to speculate on a person's mind is even more difficult than the last big question on the Olympiad paper.

Several classmates who came back from the office brought back the math papers for the exam last month.

The classmate who issued the paper passed by Xu Qichen's seat and handed the paper to his hand. Xu Qichen glanced at it and got 112 points. After the last big question, he didn't get many points.

"Xia Zhixu, you're 150, you're awesome." The classmate put the paper on Xia Zhixu's table, and before Xia Zhixu could speak, the same table dragged the paper over, "Let me pay attention to it. The exam paper of a scholar."

Xia Zhixu grabbed the paper with one hand, with the words "bad mood" clearly written on his face.

His eyes were fixed on the back of the front seat, his hand was holding his own paper, and he was seriously looking at the wrong question that was crossed with a red pen.

I want to tell him.

Just ask him.

No, don't speak.

As long as he turns around.

Not knowing who he was at a stalemate with, Xia Zhixu just sat there in a daze, and finally waited until Xu Qichen poked the arm of his classmate with a pen and asked softly, "Did you get this question right?"

The tablemate who was secretly watching the comic raised his head and glanced at the place where Xu Qichen was pointing, "Well, what did you do wrong? The teacher said something similar on this topic."

Xia Zhixu felt like his heart was like a wet towel that had been twisted hard. The boy in the back seat patted him on the shoulder, "Hey, when will the basketball rematch start?"

Facing Xu Qichen's back, he sighed silently, then turned to discuss the basketball game with his back seat.

Xu Qichen was a little embarrassed when he heard his deskmate say that this topic was taught in class. He has been distracted for the past two days, and his thoughts wandered as he listened, "I've deserted in class, and I didn't hear this, please tell me about it. Okay, can you?"

Xu Qichen's tone was very soft, and the rare request tone made the tablemate unable to refuse, "It's okay, but..." The tablemate was also a little embarrassed, "I'm afraid I can't speak well, so what, Xia Zhixu It's full marks, do you want him to tell you?"

Xu Qichen didn't look back, all his ears were the voice of Xia Zhixu chatting with the boys behind him about the game. He shook his head and whispered, "It's better for you to tell me."

The same table nodded, "Then don't dislike me if I didn't say it well." He picked up the gel pen and took the paper, Xu Qichen's head was close, and he listened carefully.

Xia Zhixu, whose last little anticipation was also dashed, finally turned back to his stiff back and ended the topic of the ball game that was completely absent-minded. His math test paper lay dead on the table, a bright red 150 was beating uneasily in his sight, like an alarm.

The more he looked, the more upset he became, Xia Zhixu rolled the test paper into a ball and threw it into the drawer. The tablemate was startled, and he couldn't figure out what kind of wind Xia Zhixu was smoking. He was still not satisfied with the 150 exam?

Xia Zhixu lay on the table, buried his head in his arms, and was full of Xu Qichen's voice just now.

[Tell me about it, okay? ]

Why did he always feel a coquettish tone when he heard such ordinary words?

Why can't I speak to myself in that tone?

It wasn't like this before.

This kind of feeling is like doing a very complicated question. He tried to solve it step by step, and finally got to the end, but found that the answer was completely incorrect. Which step is the problem.

At the end of the last lesson in the morning, the mathematics teacher passing by on the corridor called Xia Zhiyi, who was going to follow Xu Qichen to go home, and explained to him to do mathematical simulation volumes in the evening. , Watching Xu Qichen left from his eyes again.

Mathematical teachers' language organization ability was not amazing. didn't make it clear about it in one sentence four or five times.

Two minutes, Xu Qichen should have been downstairs.

After five minutes, he might have been out of the school.

Ten minutes, he must have been in the car.

The more desperate.

"Okay, if you finish the office in advance, I will take it for you."

Xia Zhiye hurriedly whispered, bid farewell to the math teacher, and hesitated underground.

"Hey, know Xu?"

After hearing Chen Fang's voice, Xia Zhixu turned his head and saw him pushing his bicycle and walked over. "Why haven't you left yet?"

Chen Fang sighed, "My bicycle chain dropped, and just squatted for a long time." He walked to Xia Zhi's side. "

"Where do you come so much metaphor?" Xia Zhixu said stunned.

"My mother taught." Chen Fang smiled twice, the more he looked at Xia Zhi's state, the more incorrectly, and asked tentatively, "Oh? Why didn't you see you walk with Xu Qichen in the past two days? Near? "

Which pot does not open which pot. Xia Zhixu was gloomy with a sorrow and did not answer.

"Where did you offend people?"

"I don't." Xia Zhi knew that this time it was refurbished quickly. "I didn't know what happened at all, he suddenly ignored me."

Chen Fang knew about Xia Zhi's nine years, and for the first time, he saw him because of a person's eyebrows, and he was very happy. "It must be that people suddenly find that you are not as bright as it looks like it. Face, it is difficult to accept for a while, so I quietly stay away automatically. "

He was ready to be hammered by Xia Zhixu. Who knew that after waiting for a long time, Xia Zhiye did not get angry, but he lowered his head down.

"Hey ... what are you ..."

"Do you really think so?" Xia Zhixu said weakly.

Chen Fang realized the seriousness of the matter. "No, no, I just joked, our little sun is more painful. You talk about it, from small to large, to the parents of the teacher, to your classmates and friends, who doesn't like you, who doesn't like you Ah, if it weren't for the buddy, I was strong and green leaves, and I would have been intertwined with you for a long time. "

Xia knows that he is comforting himself.

Who doesn't like him?

Xu Qichen.

Two people unknowingly walked to the bus station, Chen Fang looked at Xia Zhi's head on his head, and saw that he did not improve because of his comfort, so he decided to provide some constructive suggestions. "You just want to know you know yourself. What do you do? Think back, when did Comrade Xiao Xu break from you from the revolutionary friendship? What did you do that day? "

Xia Zhixu frowned and looked back carefully, but Chen Fang patted his shoulders. "The car you want to take is here."

"Oh." Xia Zhixu said goodbye to Chen, and got on the car himself.

Chen Fang crossed his bicycle and suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Why is this guy so familiar?

After riding for dozens of meters, he suddenly thought that this was the same as that after Xiao Hei made his girlfriend hairy a few days ago?

Xia Zhixu made this friend, and it's a magical obstacle.

Sitting alone on the bus, Xia Zhixu was still frowning, his thoughts were in a mess, and he suddenly thought of what he told Xu Qichen about the headband in the car that night.

But he was fine the next day.

It seems to have started in the afternoon of the next day...

Xia's mother prepared a large table of dishes. As soon as she heard the sound of the key opening the door, she shouted, "Zhixu is back? Hurry up and wash your hands. Mom has cooked a lot of your favorite dishes today." Then she walked out of the kitchen, He touched Xia Zhixu's face, "Oh, my dear son is playing basketball and math Olympiad, he's tired and thin."

Who knew that Xia Zhixu sat on the sofa, pulled out the hair tie from his schoolbag, and threw it on the coffee table.

"What's the matter?" Mama Xia picked up the eldest's headband, "I was arguing for me to find it for you two days ago, why don't you want it again."

Xia Zhixu raised his head, "Mom, is my brother's current girlfriend the one he chased when he was in junior high school?"

Inexplicably asked by her son, Xia's mother was stunned for a while, "It seems... chased..." She stretched out her finger and broke it, "Oh, it's been eight years."

Xia Zhixu slumped on the sofa in despair, "This hair is poisonous, and I will never wear it again."

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Xia Zhixu didn't say anything. In his heart, he was already very sure that this hairband was definitely not good for his brother, so as soon as he put it on, there would be a big crisis in interpersonal communication.

My brother was also a quiet and frugal man in the past. If it wasn't for the back, how could it be possible to chase after an ordinary girl for eight years. This is too unscientific.

After thinking about it for a long time, there is no other reason to explain it. Xia Zhixu, who was already in an abnormal state, resolutely affirmed this answer, which seemed even more unscientific, in his heart.

What's even more frightening is that he has no knowledge of the practice of stealing the concept of "chasing girls" and "pleasing Xu Qichen" directly.

In any case, this headband can't be worn in the future, and it can't be worn if the eyes are blinded by sweat.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, Xia Zhixu hurried out the door, sat alone on the platform and waited for almost half an hour, and finally saw Xu Qichen approaching from the corner. As soon as Xu Qichen saw him, he was about to hide, but Xia Zhixu rushed out and grabbed Xu Qichen's arm, not letting him go.

What Xia Zhixu didn't know was that Xu Qichen didn't hide from him entirely because of the hairband that wasn't sent out.

In fact, the hairband is just a guide, a fire, and a rope. What really makes him want to escape is his strange mood.

I don't know since when, his emotions were controlled by the every move of the person in front of him, this feeling is both strange and terrifying to him.

Even because of one of his unintentional remarks, he ran to buy a hair band on his own initiative and wanted to give it to him.

Obviously he said "you said I want to buy it", not "can you buy it for me".

Why are you so proactive?

Xia Zhixu is a terrible person who will make everyone who meets him fall in love with him.

Xu Qichen began to be afraid.

"You're not allowed to go!" Xia Zhixu held Xu Qichen's arm tightly. The weather in November was a little cold. He didn't know how long he waited, and the tip of his nose was a little red.

Xu Qichen stared at him blankly, his eyes widened like a frightened rabbit.

Xia Zhixu realized that he might be trying too hard, his fingers relaxed a little, and his tone softened, "I mean...don't go."

Coquettish means too obvious.

Xu Qichen blinked slowly, and did not speak for a long time.

729 came. Xia Zhixu was afraid that Xu Qichen would run away, grabbed his arm and dragged him into the car, and swiped his bus card twice. Across the school uniform jacket and thick woolen sweater, the touch of his forearm was soft.

After waiting for half an hour, Xia Zhixu suddenly felt cold.

It took two months for the road to be repaired, and the carriage was so full that there was no chance for Xu Qichen to distance himself.

As long as two people get in a car, they can only be close to each other. This is why Xu Qichen is reluctant to ride with him these days.

Xia Zhixu still held his arm tightly, and the temperature of his palm seemed to be transmitted from the thick cloth to his skin, making him feel hot.

With so many people standing together, Xia Zhixu couldn't say what he wanted to say, so he could only hold him so quietly and not let him escape. It wasn't until the two of them got out of the car that Xu Qichen felt it was inappropriate, so he said, "Let me go."

"Then don't run."

"I don't run."

Xia Zhixu loosened up a little. Although Xu Qichen didn't run, he stood a little further away from him. It made him feel strangely wronged. Could it be that he was some kind of infectious virus with great lethality? Why did Xu Qichen avoid it so much.

The first class in the afternoon was math. The math teacher was talking about the new class. Xia Zhixu stared at Xu Qichen's back in a daze, and felt very uncomfortable.

Kick his stool and he won't look back.

Glancing at the table at the same table and seeing a post-it note, Xia Zhixu suddenly thought of a solution.

"Lend me this one for you."

He turned the sticky note upside down, and he was about to write when he took off the cap. His deskmate reminded him, "It's the other way around, this side is going to be glued on."

"I know." Xia Zhixu buried his head low, finished writing one sheet on his own, then turned it over and put it on the back of Xu Qichen's neck.

Feeling that something was stuck on his neck, Xu Qichen didn't want to pay attention to it, but it didn't look good, and it would be even more troublesome if he was seen by a passing director. He had no choice but to reach behind and tore off the post-it note.

[Take care of me. ]

Xu Qichen quickly pasted the post-it note on the table, with the blank part facing out, pretending that he couldn't see anything.

Another one, gently attached to his neck.

[I was wrong, it was all my fault. ]

What are you doing wrong. Xu Qichen thought helplessly, he did nothing wrong at all, sighed silently, and stuck this piece of paper on top of the one just now.

The third.

[Although I don't know exactly what I'm doing wrong right now, but that's okay! As long as you're not happy, it's all my fault. ]

Seeing this picture, Xu Qichen almost couldn't help laughing.

What the hell, this weird guy.

Before he could post this on the table, there was another one around his neck.

Strange and a little heavy.

Under the eyes of the geography teacher, Xu Qichen quietly tore off the post-it note and took it in front of him to take a look.

There is no writing on it, just a smiling face and a down arrow.

The arrow pointed to a small piece of candy he glued with transparent glue, and the glass candy paper shone with colorful lights in the autumn sun.

Pouting his lips and suppressing the mood of laughing.

His emotions were controlled by him, and Xu Qichen was now confirmed by 100 %.

"A five -dollar." The same table stretched his hands to Xia Zhi, "Come on the money."

"You are too dark." Xia Zhixu threw the rest of the convenience stickers into her, "I don't need it."

"Well ..." Shock his head at the same table, "Unfortunately, the two best guys in our class."

Xia Zhixu frowned, "What a pity?"

He glanced at him at the same table and made a mouthful.

Gay in gay.

After the new lesson is finished, the math teacher pushed the glasses, "Take out the papers of your monthly test. You said, how many questions I have said before, ah, a lot of mistakes when you arrive at the exam."

Xia Zhicheng had just completed a major event, and he turned his pen with a pleasant mood.

"There is a full score in the class. Let me show you the scroll and answer process of others. Xia knows it." The math teacher shouted him, "Take your paper up."

Paper fell off his hand and fell on the table.

All ... rubbing into a group ...

Xia Zhiye flipped from the drawer to the paper ball, embarrassed it a little bit, and worked hard, but he was still frightened.

The math teacher went to the podium, and walked to his following, "Hurry up."

Xia Zhi Xu handed the wrinkled paper to the teacher, and his eyes dared not look at him.

"You! What's going on with you?"

"Care, treat it as a waste paper ..."

The classmates of the class laughed, and Xu Qichen couldn't help but lowered his head and laughed.

The last lesson in the afternoon is a class meeting, and it is also a basketball game in class 13 and 7. The people in the basketball team in the class were called early. Other students in the work of the work were boring to do their homework. Some major activities in it, as well as what the class teacher explained to the need to convey.

"... Except for those just mentioned, it will soon be the 60th anniversary of our school. Each class must have a show. Our classmates who have talented skills can come to me to sign up." I closed the little book in my hand and looked at the deadly classmates. I made up a word, "Everyone packs up, go down to watch the game, I have applied to Teacher Zhang."

"Yeah !!" After listening to this, everyone survived for a moment. The squad leader immediately sat in a snoring gesture.

When the cheerleading team rushed into the stadium, the basketball game had not yet begun. The girls stood at the front and shouted loudly than one.

Xu Qichen stood behind and looked at it.

Strange, why didn't Xia Zhixu wear a hairband? Are you afraid of impact.

"Class 13! Class 13!"

What's even more strange is that Xu Qichen found a bunch of girls up behind her, and looked very facial, as if it was a foreign class.

Eight Chengdu came to see Xia know.

There were more and more people beside him. A girl accidentally stepped on Xu Qichen's feet. He retreated to the side, and the girl apologized again and again.

"It's okay." Xu Qichen accidentally glanced at the chest card under her placket.

High school sophomore (3) class.

There's even a senior?

Popularity is too high.

Xia Zhixu's brilliance on the court was so dazzling, he controlled the whole field, whether it was defense or scoring, it was solid, almost impossible to pick.

But why he was standing near him, Xu Qichen couldn't understand, he turned his head, and there were girls all around him, almost separating him from the people in his class. Xu Qichen felt that he was not used to it and felt uncomfortable all over. He finally took a break and everyone was less excited. He lowered his head and said embarrassedly, while squeezing out from the crowd of girls.

Playing football is really exhausting. Xia Zhixu's eyelashes are covered with sweat, and his right eye is particularly serious. When the halftime whistle blew, the alternate player immediately threw the towel on him, and he took it and wiped his face. , rubbed his eyes vigorously again, raised his head and looked around, looking for Xu Qichen's figure in the crowded auditorium.

He was very worried. He didn't have time to look carefully when he was playing. He took a few glances and couldn't see Xu Qichen's figure.

Maybe he hasn't forgiven himself, so he didn't come down to watch the game at all.

Xia Zhixu's neck stretched out, and he jumped up. He happened to see Xu Qichen walking out from the crowd, as if he was about to leave.

He really doesn't want to see it!

Xia Zhixu was in a hurry and shouted directly, "Xu Qichen, don't go."

When his name was suddenly called, Xu Qichen was startled, turned around, and saw Xia Zhixu stretched out his arms and waved at him on the edge of the court, "I haven't finished playing yet."

The onlookers turned their heads to look at Xu Qichen.

I'm not ready to go...

It was so embarrassing.

When Xia Zhixu saw that he was standing still, as if he was not ready to leave, his expression immediately became happy, he took off his school uniform jacket, and threw it towards Xu Qichen in a ball.

"Help me get it!"

Xu Qichen took his school uniform jacket slowly and looked up at him.

Xia Zhixu, who was wearing a black sweater, rolled up his sleeves and smiled brightly across the crowd.

"Wait until we win."

The two tiger teeth are arrogant and cute.

Who gave you confidence? Xu Qichen laughed helplessly, put his school uniform on his arm.

Seeing Xu Qichen's smile, Xia Zhixu felt that all the bad luck on his body had been emptied all of a sudden, as if someone had suddenly put a lucky charm on him, and he was full of energy.

After the whistle blew, everyone threw themselves into the tense game again, and Chen Fang, who was also on the field, was taken aback.

Xia Zhixu's drive was more than three times higher than in the first half.

So the result is also very obvious, there is no suspense in Class 13 winning.

Seeing that his class won, Xu Qichen also felt very happy, but he couldn't squeeze in front, so he could only stand at the outermost edge of the crowd watching silently and watch everyone celebrate.

Chen Fang, who was covered in sweat, walked up to Ban Hua Lin Xinya and shyly pointed to the water in her hand, "This..."

"It's not for you." Lin Xinya walked away and walked in the direction of Xia Zhixu. Xia Zhixu lowered her head and rubbed her eyes for a long time. The girl who sent water and was embarrassed to come forward.

"I'm sorry to borrow it." Xia Zhixu pushed aside the shoulders of the two girls in front of him, got out, and trotted towards Xu Qichen.

"I'm so thirsty." Xia Zhixu ran to Xu Qichen, bent down, and gasped with his hands on his knees.

Xu Qichen looked around and saw that many girls had mineral water in their hands, so he said in a daze: "Where do they have..."

Xia Zhixu knew that he didn't bring water, "Please invite me for a drink." Then he dragged Xu Qichen's arm and walked towards the vending machine behind the stadium.

Xu Qichen didn't think anything was wrong either, remembering his school uniform jacket, "Put it on."

"Hot." The ending was long, like a disobedient child.

"When the wind blows, I'll catch a cold." Xu Qichen draped his school uniform over his shoulders and walked to the vending machine by himself, "Would you like lemon tea?"

"Um."

Hearing the sound of the bottle falling from the vending machine, Xu Qichen bent down, took out the lemon tea, turned around to give it to Xia Zhixu, but found that he lowered his head and rubbed his eyes again.

"What's wrong?"

"I don't know." Xia Zhixu raised his head, unable to open his right eye, "I always feel something is in my right eye, please help me." He opened his eyelids as he spoke.

Xu Qichen got closer, holding lemon tea in his left hand, with his right index finger and thumb opening Xia Zhixu's eyelids, tilted his head and looked closer.

The concern overshadowed all the uneasiness, flinch and panic before, Xu Qichen stared at his eyes carefully, and found that there was indeed something on the eyeballs.

"It's your eyelashes."

In TV dramas, if something gets in your eyes, you want to blow it.

Xia Zhixu watched, and the lips that were always slightly pursed were slightly gathered, facing up, facing his eyes, the warm air brushed the thin eyelids.

His Adam's apple moved nervously, out of his control.

"I can't blow it out." Xu Qichen retreated some distance and muttered to himself.

At this moment, his sluggish nerves sounded the alarm that he was late.

[The distance just now was too close. ]

That's too late.

He unnaturally stuffed the drink into Xia Zhixu's hand, and walked towards the cafeteria by himself.

Xia Zhixu followed behind, separated by a distance of one meter.

Looking down at the lemon tea in his hand, the moment he unscrewed the lid, he suddenly realized a serious problem.

The extent of my desire for [hope him to blow his eyes for himself] far exceeds the desire for water at this moment.

After the last chilling cicada in late autumn was silent, it got into Xia Zhixu's heart.

Whenever Xu Qichen approached, he began to quarrel endlessly.