Chapter 78

"Yes, I didn't expect that." Xia Zhixu looked around and lowered his voice. "I passed by and happened to see you, so I came in to have a look."

Xu Qichen quickly caught the point, "so where were you going?"

"Ah?" Xia Zhixu walked up to him and pretended to look through the books on the bookshelf, "originally I'm not ready to go anywhere, so I just ride around and have a holiday. "

Xu Qichen didn't speak either. This person has always been like this, and he didn't bother to expose his lies.

Xia Zhixu pulls out a reasoning novel, and his mobile phone suddenly vibrates. He is startled. He takes it out, hangs up Chen Fang's phone and sends a short message.

[I have a stomachache. I can't go today. Next time I'll ask you to sing a song and apologize to them. You're so funny! ]

click send to start the flight mode.

Turning his head, Xu Qichen was looking at him. There was "are you sure you really don't have anything else to do?"

Xia Zhixu smiles twice and opens the book in his hand. Two people stand side by side in front of the bookshelf, quietly looking at the book, each with a headset, sharing each other's time.

When he saw a little half of it, Xia Zhixu raised his head. There was a beautiful wooden clock in the bookstore. The clock had already pointed to 12 o'clock. He took a look at the people around him. It's really strange that this person seems to have some magical power. Every time he stays by his side, time will pass very quickly.

From his body, I can feel the feeling of passing the time.

When he closed the book in his hand, Xia Zhixu took off the earphone on his ear, and was ready to take off the earphone on his ear. As soon as his hand was raised, his sight slipped to his ear.

Under the light golden sun, the capillaries on his auricle were faintly visible, flashing different colors under the white, and the tiny villi became more obvious under the action of light.

Like a beautiful shell.

Xia Zhixu's hand stopped in the air and shook. The shadow fell on his ear and touched his ear instead of him. He put down his hand, grasped the earphone cable that extended above his side neck with his fingers, gently pulled it and took it off.

"Go to dinner." Xia Zhixu turned to Xu Qichen and said.

When he went out of the bookstore, Xu Qichen bought five books and put them in his schoolbag. When he checked out, the boss said with a smile, "children have good taste in reading."

The little white shell was dyed a little red and was clearly seen by Xia Zhixu.

Xu Qichen can only carry his schoolbag on one shoulder, which is a little inconvenient. Xia Zhixu wanted to help him carry it well, but after a while, he felt it was really troublesome. Fortunately, he took the bag to his hand and said, "I'll do it. You are the wounded

At first, Xu Qichen didn't like it very much. All the way, he said things like "I'll do it myself.". Xia Zhixu felt very interesting, carrying a bag and pushing the car, but he didn't give it back. In his eyes, Xu Qichen is like a child who does not dare to accept other people's candy. He has been hesitant and hesitant.

"What do you like to eat?" Xia Zhixu pushed the car and asked, "I can't go back for lunch. I can only eat outside. Please accompany me."

Xu Qichen also whispered with a sentence, "I can't go back."

"Isn't that just right? We poor children Xia Zhixu smiles brightly and sees Xu Qichen pointing to a restaurant by the road.

Sichuan restaurant.

Xia Zhixu swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "OK, here it is."

Two people go in, Xia know Xu a guess will know Xu Qichen will not take the initiative to order, so ordered a few more familiar dishes, gave himself a fried baby dish.

As soon as the dishes come up, they are all red. Xia knows Xu's forehead is sweating.

Xu Qichen was very happy. Although he didn't smile, he took chopsticks and tasted spicy chicken.

"Is it delicious?"

Looking at him nodding, Xia Zhixu also took the chopsticks. After hesitating for a long time, he only took a chopstick of baby food. After chewing it twice, his throat began to get angry. He poked it in the plate and found several red dried pepper segments.

Why do you put pepper in fried vegetables.

Xia Zhixu poured himself a large glass of water and ate a mouthful of rice.

Xu Qichen is so happy to eat that he looks very weak. In order to hide his guilty heart, Xia Zhixu looks for a topic, "how do you like reading so much?"

Xu Qichen mouth full, like a small hamster, can only hum, swallow down and said, "OK, I just like the text."

"Words?" Xia Zhixu holds his chin, "why do you like words?"

Xu Qichen bit the tip of his chopsticks and said, "don't you think Chinese characters are the fairest characters in the world?"

The fairest words Xia Zhi Xu never heard of this saying. He asked with a smile, "why do you say that?"

Xu Qichen gently tapped on the table with the end of his chopsticks. "You see, Chinese characters are not divided into groups and individuals. Unlike English, they need to be divided into singular and plural parts to deform verbs. In Chinese, the subject can never control the form of the predicate. A thousand troops and horses can use the word "wandering" as the predicate, even if they are aloneWhen he says "can also" three words, the corner of his mouth will rise, just like laughing. Xia Zhi looks at Xu Qichen in a daze, and he finally understands that when a person says something he loves, he will really shine.

His eyes slightly down, "always feel that this will reduce a lot of loneliness, a person and a lot of people are no different."

Xia Zhixu looks at him in a trance, but he can't say what he wants to say.

Xu Qichen hasn't noticed Xia Zhixu's abnormality yet. When he opens the conversation, he uses the tail of chopsticks to dip in water and draws a square on the table.

"Moreover, the structure of Chinese characters is also the fairest in the world. There are a lot of changes in every square inch. One stroke and one stroke seem very conspicuous, but in fact they are all confined to the invisible delimitation range. Whether it is a simple word or a character with extremely complex strokes, they can be placed in the same size square, which looks very symmetrical. Moreover, only those who are familiar with Chinese culture can appreciate the beauty. Otherwise, every Chinese character is like a picture in their eyes, beautiful but hard to copy. "

Xia Zhixu agrees, "so in the eyes of Chinese people, Chinese characters are like vector graphics, but in the eyes of foreigners, Chinese characters become bitmap."

The collision of science thinking and liberal arts thinking. Xu Qichen was stunned for a second, then laughed, "your metaphor is really curious, but it's also appropriate."

Xia Zhixu was stunned.

The person sitting opposite is surrounded by the reverse flow of light. His always drooping eyes are slightly bent, flowing a gentle smile. The rising corners of his mouth will be embedded in his soft and white cheek.

The line of sight is like the nib of a sketch, depicting Xu Qichen's rare smile, which makes him feel guilty.

"It's nice to see you laugh."

Consciousness is always a step later than the body. It can't stop this sentence which should be regarded as the voice of the heart.

Xu Qichen was stunned. He pursed his lips in a panic. He lowered his head and put two mouthfuls of vegetables into his mouth.

It should not be said.

A meal is not comfortable, afraid of spicy Xia Zhi Xu Qiang to eat, throat dry and dumb, while Xu Qichen went to the bathroom called the waiter to settle the bill, when going out by Xu Qichen know, and some unhappy, "I want to give you at least half the money."

Xia Zhixu pushed the car, "I'm too lazy to count. You'd better invite me next time."

A person who is so gifted in arithmetic that even the teacher admires him, but he finds it troublesome to calculate a meal. Xu Qichen was silent and saw a non-staple food shop nearby. He said something to Xia Zhixu and ran in.

After a while, Xia Zhixu saw him come out of the shop and handed him the Iced Milk in his hand.

"Well?" He was puzzled.

"Milk is spicy." Xu Qichen looked at Xia Zhi's red lips and said faintly.

"Thank you."

After dinner and Xu Qichen casually turned around and went back home. As soon as Xia's mother opened the door, she asked, "did you leave so early? I thought I wouldn't go home for dinner. "

Xia Zhixu was startled. He forgot all about the party with Chen Fang. He hesitated and took out his mobile phone. As soon as the flight mode was turned off, Chen Fang's call came in.

"Hello..."

"I'll go! What's the matter with you? Did you buy books and go to America? I have a stomachache in the intensive care unit! I've called you more than 20 times, but I can't get through. Where on earth have you been? "

Xia Zhixu covers the phone and takes a look at Xia's suspicious mother. She slips into her bedroom.

"No, I went to buy a book first. I had a stomachache and went to the toilet. Then when I came out of the bookstore, I met a man who robbed the bag. Then I rode a bike to help chase it. It was not easy to catch it. I subdued the thief with an uncle who rode a battery car. As a result, my mobile phone fell out and broke when I went around with the thief. Then the police uncle made us do it again Note: I waited there for a long time before I came out. I repaired my mobile phone for several hours, so I can't make a phone call now... "

The lies were so extravagant and wonderful that Chen Fang asked suspiciously, "really? Where are you now? "

"Mobile phone repair shop..." Just finished, I heard mother Xia outside the bedroom shouting, "Zhixu, do you want to eat pitaya?"

"How dare you lie to me!"

Xia Zhixu took the mobile phone away. When he had enough shouting, he took it back and said with a smile, "no, I just came back from the mobile phone store. Now I'm at home..."

Xia Zhixu was scolded by Chen Fang. The next day, Xia Zhixu was forced to buy five cakes in accordance with his "compensation terms" at the cake shop at the school gate, and bought several new game skins for Chen Fang.

Although a few girls are dissatisfied with his breaking appointment, the most popular boy in grade one still has a lot of face in front of the whole class. While delivering the cake, he talks around Xia Zhixu for a long time. Xia Zhixu smiles on the surface and scolds Chen Fang again and again in his heart.

When the bell rang, the girls were finally willing to leave. Xia Zhixu gently pedals the chair in the front seat. Xu Qichen, who is sorting out his notes, turns his head and sees Xia Zhixu pointing to his desk, "below.""Well?" Xu Qichen frowned slightly to express his incomprehension.

Xia Zhixu cat with a waist, and pointed to, "below, you look down."

Xu Qichen lowered his head and saw Xia Zhixu pass a box to him from under the table. He took the box with some doubts, opened it and saw that there was a delicate cake inside.

When the teacher came in, Xu Qichen closed the box, put it in the drawer, put his back against the front of Xia Zhixu's desk, and asked in a low voice, "why did you send me?"

Xia Zhixu said softly, "thank you for your milk."

After thinking about it for a long time, Xu Qichen remembered the milk he bought yesterday. He sipped the corner of his mouth and left the edge of the table in the back seat.

But he didn't know that when Xia Zhixu bought the cake, he bent over and carefully selected the glass cabinet for a long time. He chose the most beautiful and delicious one to wrap up and give it to Xu Qichen. However, the girls randomly chose one cake and bought five pieces, which didn't take two minutes in total.

This kind of discrimination, Xia Zhixu wants him to know, and does not want him to know.

The short vacation passed in a flash, and the tense high school life officially began. Xia Zhixu, who clearly can go to school by bike, insists on taking the bus every day. After a week or two, he gradually finds out the time point of Xu Qichen's school every day, sums up the rules from his experience, and then waits for Xu Qichen at the bus stop on time every day.

Until one day, he waited for a long time in the bus, but did not wait for him. He was almost late. When he was studying in the morning, he happened to meet his favorite English teacher.

"Don't think you're just a freshman in high school. You can't say anything."

Xia Zhi Xu half lowered his head, eyes swept the classroom, found that Xu Qichen has not arrived.

"Go in and stand. Stand in your place."

Well, I came into the classroom, looked at Chen Fang's mouth, and walked to my own position.

The boy in the back seat also joked, "just in time, I know you can block for me. I haven't finished my math homework yet. Now I'll make it up."

Xia Zhixu listlessly droops his head, looks at the English book on the desk, and reads the text like chanting scriptures. When the English teacher turns and walks to a group, Xia Zhixu pokes Xu Qichen's shoulder with a pen.

"What about Xu Qichen?"

"I don't know. When the teacher came in just now, the monitor went up and said something to him. It's estimated that he asked Xu Qichen for leave."

"Oh." Xia Zhixu lowered his head again, found the place where he had just read half of it, and read it again.

He was a little regretful. Why didn't he ask for Xu Qichen's contact information, mobile phone wechat or something during the holiday that day, so that he could be contacted at any time, and he wouldn't wait there foolishly.

But he didn't make himself wait. Xia Zhixu suddenly realized this and felt even more depressed.

He didn't say that he had to go to school with him at all. It was because he was amorous. Even if he asked for his mobile phone number, he was not the head teacher. Why should Xu Qichen report everything to him.

Well, it's not easy to make friends. Xia Zhixu decides to be nice to Chen in the future. After all, when he was in primary school, he made friends with himself first.

It was not until the last class in the morning that Xu Qichen returned to the classroom. It was the math class. The math teacher, who was nearly 50 years old, was drawing a picture on the blackboard with a triangle ruler. When he heard a report, he said without looking back: "in."

Xu Qichen walked into the classroom under the gaze of the whole class. Feel bored mathematics class, is turning the pen Xia Zhixu saw him, the pen in his hand suddenly fell on the table.

So he went to get the plaster.

His deskmate stood up and gave way to Xu Qichen. He grabbed his left arm with his right hand and came in to sit down.

Xia Zhixu gently pedaled his chair with his feet and asked in a low voice, "did you go to the hospital?"

Xu Qichen turned his back to him and nodded.

Xia Zhixu wanted to tell him that he was waiting for him this morning, and he was fined for being late. But as soon as he spoke, he was called by the math teacher, "Xia Zhixu, what are you doing with your neck?"

"Nothing." Xia Zhixu slowly drew back, "teacher, my neck is uncomfortable, turn around."

"Don't turn around, come up and do it for me."

Xia Zhixu angrily went up. He didn't attend the class at all. He took the chalk and stood in front of the blackboard to have a look.

On the blackboard is a function of the big problem, there are three small questions, just the title is written half blackboard.

"Didn't you listen?" The math teacher pushed his glasses and looked at Xia Zhixu, "I knew that class was not good..."

"Teacher." Xia Zhixu interrupted his words, "you this problem condition..." He didn't finish what he said, so he went up with chalk, changed the definition field (0,1) into (0,1), and then began to solve the problem.

When the math teacher saw that he had changed the topic, he frowned at the blackboard and then looked down at the lesson plan on the desk. Before he could turn it over, Xia Zhixu had finished the answer.He put the chalk back on the desk with a smile. "The teacher must have written the conditions like this to test me, right?"

The math teacher cleared his throat and looked at the blackboard again. "Yes, the change is a small question I hide. It depends on whether you can find it. Come on, go back and listen to the class. "

Xia Zhixu said thank you with a smile and went back to his seat.

"Well, he made a mistake himself, and he said so." My deskmate turned his lips.

Xia Zhixu made a shush gesture toward her and said in a low voice, "who hasn't made a mistake?"

Xu Qichen sat in the front, staring at the answer process of the blackboard, and his impression of this person was more than just strange and troublesome.

When the bell rang after class, Xu Qichen turned to his deskmate and said, "can I borrow your notes of these four classes? I'll go back to make up for them at noon."

The female deskmate was a bit surprised. They had been together for several weeks. Xu Qichen had said a few words to her. I didn't expect that now he would take the initiative to borrow things from himself.

Xia Zhixu patted Xu Qichen's shoulder in a hurry, "you manage me to borrow it."

Xia Zhixu's deskmate said with a smile, "you didn't listen to the class. In the first two sections, the physics teacher said that you were doing physics competition problems below, and you were in a daze in math class. How can you take notes?"

Xia Zhixu, who was exposed, glared at her.

You're the only one with a mouth.

Or tell Zhang Zhengxin tomorrow that he wants to change table.

No, what if I change him.

Several possibilities flashed through my mind. A return to God, Xu Qichen has his desk notebook into the bag, carrying the bag will go home.

Xia Zhixu quickly stood up, "Hey, wait for me."

Make sure you take good notes in class next time, just in case.

On the bus, Xia Zhi and Xu Xi habitually stood on Xu Qichen's left. Xu Qichen realized it and gently reminded him, "my hand is ready."

"Oh, yes," Xia Zhixu said with a little embarrassed smile, "I forgot. I don't feel used to it when I see you put down your hands."

I don't know why, I always feel embarrassed when I see other people injured and hanging their arms, but Xu Qichen is different. Looking at him like that, Xia Zhixu will always be inspired with a rare desire for protection. Now that his arms are good, he feels that he has been deprived of some kind of power, and he is a little uncomfortable.

On this day, 729 was extremely crowded. Xia Zhixu accidentally saw the road repair notice on the window, and realized that it was because of road repair that many buses changed their routes temporarily, and the passenger flow of 729 was much more than usual.

Xu Qichen's hand was holding the ring on his head. Unexpectedly, the driver braked too hard and suddenly took off his hand. He threw himself on Xia Zhixu. He said sorry awkwardly. After standing firm, he looked up again. The ring he had grasped had already been in other people's hands.

He can only barely grasp the back of someone's seat, the body wobbly.

At another stop, a large number of passengers came up, shouting "walk back", and they were squeezed together, especially Xu Qichen, who had no pull ring. The whole person was pushed to a place where he had no foothold, so he had to lean slightly to reduce the space and face Xia Zhixu.

Xia Zhixu also reluctantly turned to smile at him, "there are so many people today."

The car starts abruptly and shakes violently. Under the inertia, Xu Qichen, who is unstable, bumps into Xia Zhixu's arms. His instinctive sense of survival makes him reach out and grasp Xia Zhixu's arms.

In the face of the sudden "throw yourself in the arms", Xia Zhixu was at a loss.

Xu Qichen awkwardly released his hand, but the airtight carriage could not let him open a little distance. Close too close, Xia Zhixu skin temperature through the thin shirt to his body, let Xu Qichen can't help but lower his head.

Xia Zhixu is a person who hates disorder and blockage.

But at this moment, he was a little grateful for the heavy traffic in the city.

After getting off the bus, they walked to the intersection side by side. Xu Qichen suddenly spoke before turning into the corner.

"The piano music you gave me last time was very good. Who wrote it?"

Xia Zhixu was a little confused. He used to learn piano, and there were a lot of music in his mobile phone. That day, he played a song randomly, but he didn't care about it. He thought hard, "it's like Chopin's, which one..."

"It's OK. Then I'll go back. " Xu Qichen quickly turned around and didn't give Xia Zhixu another chance to recall and think.

Xia Zhixu is surprised that he usually has a good memory. Even if he listens to a piece of music on the road, he will not have no impression in retrospect. How can he forget which song he played on the day he was with him.

No matter how he recalled it, there was silence in his mind. Only Xu Qichen looked back at his own picture.

He walked across the road, ran home quickly, took out his mobile phone from his drawer, looked through the historical records and found the song.Chopin's Piano Concerto No.2 in F minor.