On the special skills of getting to the same table

Chapter 17 1 I Will Love Him For A Long, Long Time

Wen Jin closed her upper lip, the chopsticks were bitten in her mouth, her peach blossom eyes were narrow and slightly curved, dotted with scattered smiles, like the stars under the sky on a summer night, Wei Shengxun was worried that pulling out the chopsticks might hurt Wen Jin, so she let go Opened the finger and let Wen Jin hold it by herself, it looked a little funny.

Taking the chopsticks along the way, he chewed the potato shreds with his teeth, moved his throat, and swallowed the vegetables.Turning the chopsticks upside down, using the end that was not in the mouth, put half of the braised pork into Wei Shengxun's bowl, muttering, "Don't be angry, I'll give you all the dishes, okay?"

Seeing that Wei Shengxun paused for a moment with his chopsticks, he shook his head and lowered his head to eat his own food. Wen Jin stopped disturbing the people around him, took his own chopsticks, turned over and over in the lunch box, and refused to eat for a long time. , I finally used a piece of meat, but it was tasteless.

Wen Jin looks like this, and Wei Shengxun is not much better. The food of Zhiyuan Middle School has a good reputation among the schools, so naturally it can't be the taste of the braised pork.

With a long sigh in his heart, Wei Shengxun felt that Wen Jin was too kind to him, which made him a little uncomfortable.Wei Shengxun sometimes feels that he is a bitch, that he has grown all his bones in vain, he is used to being laughed at, but he can't get used to someone being nice to him.I am used to living a gloomy life, thinking that there will never be so much kindness in this world.At least these kindness will not fall on him.

Wen Jin's relationship with Wei Shengxun was really an accident.After I fell in love with it by accident, I couldn't let it go anymore.Like a dodder in a flower bed entangled on a branch, unless he dies, the branch can only be his.

Later, Wei Shengxun swore in his heart that as long as Wen Jin didn't let go, Wei Shengxun would love him for a long, long time.

After Weishengxun cleaned up the mess after the meal, the number of people in the classroom gradually increased.Wen Jin's front desk turned around and asked, "Wen Jin, did you solve the last question?"

I was just reviewing the first lesson of Chinese documents, Chairman Mao's "Qinyuanchun·Changsha", closed the book, and answered Sheng Ruonan's question at the front table, "I did it, but I don't know the bottom of my heart."

"It's over, I think I'm going home to eat fried pork with bamboo shoots." Sheng Ruonan was the boy who was discussing fried pork with bamboo shoots at the same table earlier.

"Why, your mother still beats you." Wen Jin couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Actually, I was expecting my mother to beat me up. I haven't been beaten for two years. Now that I think of the pain," Sheng Ruonan shivered and walked out of the shadow of his mother beating him back then. Stop beating, I'm afraid that now that my nerves are fully developed, the pain will be even worse."

That hurriedly waved his hands, his eyes widened, as if he had seen a ghost, but it really made people think that his mother was here.

The Wen family's family training has always been gentle, no matter what happens, they will not use sticks.Although it is said that a filial son is born under a stick, that is an old-fashioned saying.

Therefore, Wen Jin really couldn't understand Sheng Ruonan's family tradition.

From the corner of the eye, Wei Shengxun caught a glimpse of a headache, stretched out his hand and patted Wei Shengxun's shoulder, his tone was full of worry, "What's wrong with you, headache?"

Sheng Ruonan naturally noticed something was wrong with Wen Jin's actions, "Weisheng, do you want to go to the infirmary?"

"It's okay." Wei Shengxun smiled wryly at the two of them, and his memory flooded back. He remembered that he had been beaten when he was young, and it was his father who had beaten him. He left the Yang family when he was three years old. Memories will be forgotten, but he can't forget the day his father beat him and his mother. On the day he left, Dong Xue was in full swing, with a high fever of ℃, he was carried out of the Yang family.His mother cried and carried him to the nearest People's Hospital, and I can still remember how sad his mother was crying at that time.

The past is like a mountain, standing deep in the memory, unwilling to fall down for a long time, the more I think about it, the more dense sweat soaked on the forehead, obviously the air conditioner and fan in the classroom are enough to dissipate the residual heat in the room.

He got up and ran to the toilet, wiped his face with cold water, Wei Shengxun lied to Wen Jin that day, he had actually met his father, and lived with his father until he was three years old.

I still remember that at that time, Wei Shengxun's favorite thing was to sit in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the room, quietly staring at the lush grass in the courtyard, and this stay could last a whole day.

But after his mother passed away, Wei Shengxun found a rental house by himself. There were three rooms on the first floor, and the rent for one room was [-] yuan. He shared a room with two other workers who worked nearby. The other two saw that he was still young and that his parents had both died since he was very pitiful, so they asked him to bear two hundred a month.

The water in the faucet dripped with a splash, turned around at the bottom of the basin, and then reluctantly entered the sewer through the outlet, where it mixed with the sewage.

After wiping a handful of water on his face, the cold drops of water took away the heat on his face, and he just returned to the classroom.

"Weisheng, if you feel unwell, go to the infirmary. The teacher in charge of self-study will come later, and I will ask for leave for you." Sheng Ruonan had already turned around to go to self-study, and Wen Jin saw the drops of water on Weishengxun's face It dripped to the ground along the pretty corners, pulled out a tissue, and stuffed it into Wei Shengxun's hand, "If you're really uncomfortable, I'll ask my dad to pick us up later."

Wen Jin thought about borrowing the teacher's mobile phone when class was over.

"I'm fine, but I feel a little uncomfortable when I think of my mother." There was a slight choke in the voice, and if you didn't listen carefully, you wouldn't notice it.

Wen Jin looked at Weishengxun's eyes with reddened eyes, "Siren has passed away, and my condolences have changed. Weisheng, you are better than anyone else. I can't comfort you about this kind of thing. I only hope that you can live well in the future." better."

There was an extra blank paper in the drawer, Wen Jin wanted to save trouble, so he didn't say that there was an extra paper, took out the paper and put it in front of Wei Shengxun, "Hey, I'll give you a chance to ask a question now, I just saw You seem to have missed something."

Wanting to turn Wei Shengxun's attention to the paper, "You circle it, and then do it yourself, if you really can't, then ask me again, hey, don't look at me like this, I'm good at math, I made it to Zhiyuan with 150 points.”

After saying that, he even winked at Wei Shengxun, just like the moment Zixia Fairy faced Supreme Treasure in Journey to the West, I am afraid it will be unforgettable in this life.

"Thank you." Wei Shengxun tried to hold back the tears that accumulated in his eyes. He was lonely for too long, but he was easily moved by small things.

"Hurry up, you have to preview after class. There are so many classes, it's not easy. Hurry up and write, come on." Wen Jin thinks that the most talked about today is this, come on, and has said it three times .

During the evening study period, one had to keep quiet, so Wei Shengxun only asked Wen Jin questions after class was over.