Chapter 3: Situ Lei

"Bi..." swipe the card and enter the school. This has become a must-do every day for school and after school.

It has been almost a month since I came to Minghan in a blink of an eye. There is still only a friend, Yuan Meng, and the mysterious deskmate who is late and loves to sleep every day. But I still don't know his name. Every time he is called, he is not there, and being late every day has become his compulsory course.

It's just that he will help me get on and off the wheelchair when I'm awake, but that face is always like a cold blade that has been frozen for thousands of years. No matter how hot and dazzling the sun outside is, it can't melt his cold appearance.

I have always been a little angry about the two-day rest time. The elevator on the campus has already been repaired, so that it is much more convenient for me to act. After all, Yuan Meng also has her own affairs and circle of friends.

But even so, she still comes to me often. Her class is on the 4th floor, which is very close to me. I have gradually adapted to the life here.

And he was full of curiosity about him with such a cold appearance.

"Do you know that there will be a school celebration next week?" Yuan Meng stuffed cuttlefish balls into his mouth and said.

"School celebration? I didn't hear that, and I also stuffed a ball into my mouth.

"Well, it's next Sunday."

Sunday? Isn't that even the only day of vacation this week? My mind is not at the school celebration at all. I just want to sleep in at home.

"This is Ming Han's big event every year. How can you blind your eyes for a day's vacation? Silly Luolin, you should be careful." Yuan Meng suddenly became excited and stretched out his hand to play a loud brain.

At this time, a tennis ball flew over from nowhere, and my head instinctively dodged back. The ball hit my lunch, and the soup splashed on my clothes, which also affected Yuan Meng, who was sitting next to me.

"Who hit the ball!" Yuan Meng stood up angrily and roared. At this time, I didn't reflect what was going on, but I saw An Rian come over and look at me without saying a word.

"Anan, yours?" Yuan Meng said to her angrily.

Anan ignored her, just stared at me, then took out a handkerchief from his bag, carefully took the tennis ball out of my lunch, and turned away. But after a few steps, she stopped, then threw the ball to the ground heavily, looked back at me slightly and said coldly, "Dirty." Then he left our sight.

I don't understand what she means, but I'm not feeling well.

" Luo Lin, let's go to the sink to wash. I have to go to class later." I came to my senses and found that Yuan Meng was not only not angry about this matter, but also didn't mention a word. She seemed to be afraid of Anan like others.

She stopped mentioning what had just happened, and there was no flam on her face as if it had nothing to do with her. If it were normal, according to her temper, she would have threatened Anlan to be speechless, but now she is just urging me to wipe my clothes quickly.

After returning to the classroom, the blonde man sat there playing with his mobile phone expressionlessly, and I was also uncomfortable with his occasional abnormal spirit. This person has unconsciously become a pig-like existence in my heart.

I parked my wheelchair at the table as usual and was ready to get up and sit on the chair. At this time, the blonde suddenly got up and held my waist with one hand, and the other hand stretched out to signal me to take him as a fulcrum.

The second monk was puzzled by this sudden move, just tilted his head and looked at him stupidly.

"Come on, isn't it more convenient to have someone to help you, or can you only accept Yuan Meng to help you?" He turned his head aside impatiently, sighed helplessly, and patted the table and asked me to grab his arm and sit down quickly.

"Uh, thank you." I carefully put my hand on his arm. Although it was not the first time he helped me, he was the first man besides my father that I had touched so close. But I am always at a loss by his sudden behavior.

"Your name is Xia Luolin, right?"

"Hmm."

"Are there any other specialties besides not talking and eating?" The blonde man's face suddenly came over, and as long as someone gently touches me behind us, I will stick to his face.

"Uh... I still like to sleep." I didn't say such a thing at all. When I reflected it, I only felt a little red.

"Ha, you really don't have enough brains. You have no intellectual disability, do you? A bright smile suddenly appeared on his face, which was completely inconsistent with the impression he had left me before.

I was a little unhappy and took the book to look through it and ignored him. Although I was reading, my heart became a little restless because of his smile.

This is the first time I have come here to see him smile. He always gives people a very tired feeling. When I looked at him carefully just now, I found that the boy was very good-looking.

Although his facial features are not exquisite but durable, his slightly long and fluffy hair covers his eyebrows. He is neither awl face nor a small fleshy face. After looking at it for a long time, he has an impulse to pinch it.

And his smile just now has been clearly imprinted in my heart.

I always felt that he looked like an animal, but I couldn't remember it for a moment. Today, I suddenly remembered that he was like a plush bear, slightly naive, fluffy and cute.

If he can deal with the messy yellow hair, I think he will definitely make more girls more attracted.

Half a sound, when he saw that I didn't say anything, he probably realized that I was a little angry, so he turned around and said, "Can you sing?"

"A little bit." I don't care about him.

"Well, I also think you should. Your voice is quite pleasant, as if you haven't been weaned."

I looked at him sideways and didn't say anything. I was just thinking that I didn't know whether he was praising me or hurting me.

"Tell me what you can sing. How about I play the piano for you during the school celebration?" He looked at me and said seriously.

His words seemed to be a blow to the head. Do you want to sing on the school anniversary? I haven't heard Yuan Meng mention this at all. He asked him quickly, "School celebration, do you want to sing?"

"Don't you know?" His expression changed back to that indifference again.

Then he told me that October 9 every year is the anniversary of Minghan's founding, and all Haiyuan students cooperate with their deskmates to produce a program. The school board will bring teachers, students and leaders from other schools to watch and vote anonymously after that.

After the vote count, someone kept it in the confidential documents of the school until Christmas at a commemorative party hosted by Huawu. The audience still watched the original team of this year's school celebration.

After all the activities are over, the group with the most votes is the winner. The winning party can make any requirements for the school or the department's sea garden or flower dance, and it must be implemented.

Listen to this strange school rule, I don't know what to say. But it can be seen that he cares very much about this matter.

I looked at him and looked at my position, as if I suddenly thought of something.

"You, the deskmate you just mentioned, is it me?" I stammered word by word and looked at him in surprise.

"Are you really slow to respond or don't take what I said seriously? Don't you know where you are sitting?" There was some anger in his words.

"I'm really listening, but I didn't reflect it. The school celebration is coming next week. Why don't I change Anren back? You used to sit together on the program. She must know better than me." The more I speak, the lower my voice becomes.

Before I finished speaking, he suddenly got up and left his seat. With a 'bang', the door was pulled heavily, leaving only the echoing sound in the classroom and me who didn't know what had done wrong.

Anlan came over from the back row, looked at me with a contemptuous smile and left the classroom. None of them came back to class until the evening.

I was powerless to come home at night and told my mother about the school anniversary. She was stunned for a while. Maybe it was the first time she heard such a strange rule and didn't react for a while.

But he soon regained his vitality and began to ask what kind of person the blonde man at my deskmate was, and what program were we going to do.

Now it's really time-critical for me. I didn't tell my mother that I exchanged seats with Anan and was hated by her. I only said that today the blonde man left inexplicably.

He is determined to win the flower dance, which shows that he has his mind and unwinnable reasons. Since I am his deskmate, at least I should do my best. Even if we don't get along with each other for a long time and don't have time to arrange the best program, I shouldn't be discouraged first.

Even if I lose, I will try my best to regret it, let alone regret it.

I sat on the sofa in a daze, and the remote control in my hand was pressed disorderly by me. The channel flew around, and his face flashed in my mind, his rare smile and the way he left angrily.

"If it were him, how would you feel if your partner died before the first battle? Luoluo, many times we need to put ourselves in our shoes to understand others more and misunderstanding less. My mother looked at me in a daze, sat quietly beside me, and touched my head as she spoke.

"I don't know if he will come to class tomorrow." With such a psychological burden, I toss and turned all night and didn't sleep well.

The next day, the first thing I did when I opened the classroom door was to look at my seat.

"It's okay, he's here." I said to myself and breathed a sigh of relief.

He still leaned against the chair with his eyes closed, not knowing whether he was sleeping or thinking about something. I whispered over and shouted in his ear, "Good morning!"

He seemed to be shocked, stood up and almost fell sideways from the stool. Looking at his appearance, I almost laughed out loud.

'Pa...' I took a piece of paper on the table and gave it to him: "These are all songs that I can sing. You can choose one to practice after class today. If you want to win, don't go to school and don't do business." I pretended to be old and taught him a lesson.

He was a little confused by my sudden behavior and change of attitude. And for a moment, I don't know if I misread it or he really laughed.

The smile suddenly came and was quickly taken back by him, leaving a cold face again.

He picked up the paper I patted on the table and glanced roughly: "That's it."