Time is not alluring

Chapter 17 I'm Upstairs Looking at You

I took a detour, sneaked around Xiao Huan from the side of the bookshelf, and pretended to reach for the book, but in fact, I took a peek at Xiao Huan from the corner of my eye.

Xiao Huan was so anxious that he couldn't get angry yet. While talking to Shen Chen with a smile, he signaled me to go quickly with his eyes.

I don't know if she is tired or not, but I feel tired for her anyway.

Clearing his throat, he took down a book numbered F6235, and walked to the two of them. Xiao Huan wanted to move forward, and approached Shen Shen. I paused.

Pulling her school uniform, she stared at me with her eyes, crossed her hands, and passed between the two of them, with a serious expression on her face, "Let's go!"

When I turned the bookshelf, I looked back at Xiao Huan, she was talking and laughing with Shen Chen.

Where is Shen Chen... Happy or impatient?

nothing.

I guess this is a bit mysterious, I shook my head, turned around the bookshelf, and looked down to find the book I needed, this... this... this...

And this one...

Coincidentally, I picked up the same book as me.

I suddenly raised my head, wanting to stare at him, the blood in my body was coagulated, it was the boy who was drawing in the art room that day.

Dazed for a moment, he quickly let go, took two steps back, and stood there awkwardly.

The school badge pinned to his chest is Class A of the second year of high school, Jiang Chuanfeng.

In the same class as Shen Chen.

"Jiang...senior?"

I don't know how to shout like that, right, I'm very nervous.

There was no sign of meeting again, and it came so suddenly that I was caught off guard.

I didn't even do any romantic theater and setting for this accident.

Jiang Chuanfeng picked up the book, glanced at it, and said, "You like reading this book too?"

I was so nervous that I nodded indiscriminately, my eyes slightly glanced at the golden sign next to it, and I saw my own face through the gaps in the bumpy text.

Is there any image left?

I pulled out my hair with my hands, readjusted my mentality, and saw Jiang Chuanfeng handing the book to my eyes, and said, "There is only one book left, here it is."

"Why is this so embarrassing?" I shirked, "Senior, why don't you read it first...and then lend me..."

Well, I have to admit that in a certain way, I am not very generous, I just want to find an excuse, strike up a conversation, and say a few more words.

Otherwise, I'll read it first, and then lend it to the seniors...

Otherwise, the two of us watch it together...but it's okay...

Hey hey hey, senior, don't go.

I am a person with a heart but no guts, so the above words can only come to my mind.

On the surface, he still pretended to be very calm.

"Look first." Jiang Chuanfeng raised his hand and said, "I have something to do, so I'm leaving first."

So... handsome.

I watched his leaving back, holding a book, standing there dumbfounded, staring at the book.

I found this book a bit familiar, thought about it carefully, and saw it in Jian Yu's living room.

Turning around, I saw Liu Xu standing next to the bookshelf, looking at me with dark eyes, then looked away from me, turned and left.

On the seventh day of the National Day, I returned home after school in order to prepare for the entrance exam.

I just took a set of materials summed up by the teacher, and started eating without sleeping or eating. When I got up and brushed my teeth, a word appeared in my mind, which was a bit vague. I thought about it hard, but I couldn’t remember it.

A little unwilling to admit defeat, he pulled on his slippers, took a mouthful of foam, ran to his room, flipped open the extra-curricular books, and highlighted the key points.

At that time, I checked, and this book is the English version of The Little Prince, authored by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry.

My English is not bad, but it's not so good. I can't understand many places, but it doesn't stop me from loving this book.

Borrowing this book from the library, facing the gentle wind in the afternoon, a very absurd idea once appeared in my mind.

Just

The weather at the beginning of October was slightly cooler, the breeze and soft light came through the house, I stood there with a mouthful of foam, my fingers caressed the rough paper, the corners had been turned and wrinkled, and my mother’s shout broke all my thoughts. fantasy.

Early in the morning, the two of them got up and tossed their luggage. They wanted to take advantage of the National Day to travel and relax. Facing the huge crowds during the festival, their enthusiasm remained undiminished, and they searched the strategy on the Internet carefully.

"An'an, are you sure you don't want to go?"

Mother held a piece of clothing in her hand, poked out half of her head from the door of the room, and asked me.

I thought about it, looked at the book in my hand, swallowed a mouthful of foam, and said, "No."

"Oh, that's really a pity." Mom shook her head and turned back after a while, "Hurry up and wash your mouth and face, you are dirty."

I swallowed another mouthful of foam, walked quickly to the bathroom, rinsed my mouth and washed my face, grinned my teeth, smiled at myself in the mirror, and made a pose.

Ugly.

Another scissorhands.

Ugly.

It must be something wrong with the way I opened it in the morning.

I slumped my shoulders, pulled my slippers and walked up to the room, lay on the bed, closed my eyes, and Jiang Chuanfeng's face appeared again, as gentle as Qingfeng.

After embracing the mirror, making a cute pout, I began to doubt life.

I used to maintain an attitude of being okay with my face, but now it seems that although the nose is a nose and the eyes are eyes, it is still very unsightly.

I covered my face and fell into deep thought.

His eyes suddenly flicked to the camera on the side of the table, he lost the mirror, reached for it, and began to flip through it one by one.

Brief and paragraph sentences in class.

Catkins sleeping on the table in class.

Xu Jietian who is often hit by chalk.

Xiao Huan with a wretched figure.

Lin Youyang blushed after being discovered by the sneak shot.

We passed by the library, with distinctive facial features, vivid eyebrows, posing with scissors hands, and showing innocent smiles.

I smiled and turned to the next one, which was the figure of Jiang Chuanfeng painting in the art room.

Three seconds later, I started to rummage through boxes and cabinets, cleaned myself up, combed my hair, changed out of my pajamas and put on a bra, kicked off my slippers and tied my shoelaces, took my camera, and rushed out.

When I went out, I paid special attention to it. The door of Liu Xu's house was locked, and I felt relieved for some reason. I don't want anyone to know about this kind of worry.

Including catkins.

Pedaling the bicycle, rubbing hands, saying hello to the aunts and uncles who come and go for morning exercises, and began to rush to another light in life.

The weather on this day is very good. If I look back and look at the blue sky, I can see catkins standing on the balcony of my house, silent in the wind.

After turning two streets, I arrived at the color printing shop. Because I came too early, the shop hadn't opened yet.

I was riding a bicycle, turning back and forth leisurely, making the cleaning aunt look back frequently, waiting left and right, and the proprietress finally opened the rolling gate while I was looking forward to it.

I put away the bicycle and slipped in. I know the proprietress very well. Every time I print the test papers, she saves fifteen cents each time.

"Hey, lady boss, good morning."

The proprietress was moving the equipment, and I stepped forward to give her a hand, "Why are you here so early, young people don't sleep in?"

"I'm in high school, so I have to work harder."

"Where is the high school?" the proprietress asked again.

"Jiangnan."

"Yo, what a coincidence, my daughter was also admitted there, and even got into the top ten in the preliminary exam."

I smiled and stopped talking. She said what she didn't mean, but my listener meant it.

"Which one do you want to wash?"

The proprietress turned on the computer, and I pointed to them one by one. She selected them, dragged them to the desktop, and said again.

"Three yuan a piece, do you have to pass plastic?"

I shook my head and pointed, "Cross this one, enlarge it, change the angle, add some special effects... Hey, by the way, boss lady, can you put these two together?"

"No... I don't have that technology."

The proprietress said there was nothing she could do, so she brought a glass of water and asked me to wait by the side.

I sat on a chair bored, took out my phone, and checked Weibo and Space.

Last night, the news of the class group reached 99 at once, most of them were Xiao Huan and Xu Jietian who were yelling back, Yan Lili occasionally interjected a few words, Zhu Beibei often posted emojis and swiped the screen, and was often silenced by Xiao Huan, the class leader.

Duanyan and Jianyu are basically diving.

Catkins and I... occasionally bubbling.

After swiping through the space, the top friend post is Liu Xu, who posted a poem with a picture of the sky, which is very artistic.

It seems that last night was not a star, for whom the wind and dew stood at midnight.

Good poems and good sentences are different for educated people, but it is also different for academic masters.

Fourteen short words, just there, no matter what you guess and understand, the association is like the vastness of the stars, he is there, neither increasing nor decreasing.

I put my head in my head and thought about it, and clicked a thumbs up. Just at this time, the proprietress finished the photo, so I completely missed the thoughts of Liu Xu Aite and me, and immediately deleted it.

Holding the photo, put it on the front of the car, stepped on the bicycle, and walked back leisurely.

When I got home, the door of Liuxu's house was still closed. I took out the key, opened the door, rushed into the room, took out the photo frame that I hadn't used for several years, and removed the glass frame behind it.

Take out two photos, one is mine and the other is Jiang Chuanfeng's, and then put the two photos together, it looks like they are in the same frame, no p at all.

I squinted my eyes and looked at it carefully. From this point of view, I am not so ugly.

Put your own photo on the top of the photo frame, his photo on the bottom, close the lid, drop the opening, and finally the dust settles.

I told myself so, just keep appreciating the beautiful things, it has nothing to do with love.

Put the remaining washed photos into the album one by one, and you're done.

Looking at the piles of materials on the desk in a blink of an eye, I clenched my fists in my heart. I want to use this vacation to digest these knowledge points and strive for a good grade in the exam.

So, during the National Day holidays, I didn’t go anywhere. I ordered takeaway for meals, and just stayed at home and read books and then read books. I was occasionally tired and wanted to relax.

But after thinking about it, it is obvious that we can do better and persist longer, so why not.

Liu Xu never came to look for me. Sometimes after taking a shower, I went to the balcony to see her house. It was pitch black. I guess she was studying hard like me.

One day, I was lying on the bed, holding a camera, and browsing through the photos from beginning to end, when Liu Xu quietly pushed open my window and walked in.

I was so scared, I quickly stuffed the camera under my buttocks, picked up the book in front of the desk, and looked calmly.

"How did you come?"