Lingering heart palpitations

Chapter 16: What else can I do?

"Didn't I tell you that I haven't finished eating what you gave me before. I can't fit in the drawer."

Early in the morning, half of the people who came to the school hadn't opened their eyes properly, and Xu Zixin came to the second year of high school again to find lingering fears.

"No, this is different from the previous ones, you must accept it!"

Xu Zixin pushed the bag containing all kinds of snacks that had been given back to him by the lingering fear.

The two chatted in the corridor for a while, but Yu Jing still accepted the things.

Only then did Xu Zixin show a smug smile, and squeezed his lingering wrist, "Then I'll go back to the classroom first." After speaking, he turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait." Yu Ji called out to stop him, "Wait here a moment", took the paper bag into the classroom, and when he came out again, he had a small gray-blue gift box with a light pink bow tied in his hand. The shape is the kind that many pastry shops will use to hold sliced ​​cakes.

Yu Ji handed him the food, "I bought too much for Yu Ran yesterday, she doesn't like it, so I'll give it to you."

Seeing that he didn't speak, Xu Zixin curled the corners of his mouth, not piercing him, hugged the small gift box in his arms, looked at him straight in the eyes, thinking in his heart, it must have been specially bought for him.

Yu Jing couldn't stand him like this, so he waved his hand to greet him, "Okay, let's go back to the classroom."

Xu Zixin nodded obediently while holding the small box, as docile as a large dog, watched Yu Jing go back to the classroom before moving back to his own classroom.

Xu Zixin entered the classroom clutching the small box in his arms, as if covering a piece of ice that would melt at any time.

Zhou Mo also just arrived in the classroom. He stood in front of his seat and sorted out the things in his schoolbag. When he saw him coming, he kicked his calf with the back of his foot unceremoniously, "I just saw it all. Get scolded today."

Xu Zixin pursed his lips pretending to be mysterious, and exposed the things in his arms as big as a fingernail, and leaned in front of Zhou Mo, "Did you see it?"

"What? No, who can see it if you cover it like this?" Zhou Mo really wanted to punch the other party's frightened face.

"It's okay if you can't see clearly, it has nothing to do with you anyway." Xu Zixin seemed worried that she would come to snatch it or something, hugged the box and went around, and returned to his seat.

But no matter how far he went, he had to sit back in his seat - after changing seats this week, he sat in front of Zhou Mo and Yu Ran.

Xu Zixin sat back in his seat, turned around seriously, took a piece of paper from Zhou Mo's desk to wipe his hands, and carefully opened the small box.

Zhou Mo stood on his seat and could see the things on his table when he raised his eyes. He was baffled by his serious preparation work, "It doesn't take you so much trouble to disassemble it."

"You don't understand!" Xu Zixin snorted, and opened the gray-blue box in the shape of a merry-go-round horse - inside were butter cookies arranged in layers, beautiful in shape, with a strong milky fragrance.

It also has a unique taste of lingering fear.

Eating is reluctant to eat.

Xu Zixin quickly restored the box to its original shape, respectfully invited it into his empty drawer, and put it in the corner.

After going to pick up two cups of hot water, Yu Ran handed one of the cups to Zhou Mo.

"Thank you."

"It's okay." Yu Ran waved his hand, sat back on his seat, and glanced back at the back door, "Isn't it Chinese language self-study this morning——"

"Well, it's in English, what's the matter?"

"No, I'm just afraid that Lao Xu will come suddenly." Teacher Xu, the head of the teaching and research group of the language group, is their head teacher.

Yu Ran reached out from the drawer and took out a biscuit packed in a transparent bear-patterned bag, untied the little bow, and handed it to Zhou Mo next to him, "Have you had breakfast? Eat some of this."

Zhou Mo nodded, picked up a cookie and stuffed it into his mouth, "Well...delicious"

"Then you eat more, I still have a lot at home."

Zhou Mo looked at the cookies of different sizes in the bag and asked, "Did you make this yourself?"

"Well," Yu Ran nodded, "My brother has done a lot."

"Wow - can he still make biscuits? What kind of fairy brother is this......"

"He used to make cakes for me on my birthday, but it's been a long time since I made these desserts. I had a whim at home last weekend and suddenly decided to make them..."

The two were still talking, Xu Zixin in the front seat turned around and looked at the bag of cookies with burning eyes. When Yu Ran talked about his brother, he had already started to listen to the conversation between the two.

Xu Zixin's nose twitched, and he smelled the cookies in the bag, which was exactly the same as Yu Jing gave him.

He looked up at Yu Ran, "What did you just say, this was made by your brother himself?"

Yu Ran nodded, and asked not very enthusiastically, "Do you want to eat?" Since the two of them had more contact than before, she was not so tense when facing Xu Zixin.

Xu Zixin looked at the cookies, turned around with some pride, and said disdainfully, "I don't want it", leaving the back of the head of the two people behind who looked like they didn't deserve a beating - your brother made my cookies himself Okay send it to me.

During the big break, Yu Ji raised his head from a big math problem, and took off his glasses with some pain in his eyes.

He calculated this question for a whole class, and the answer was wrong no matter how he looked at it. He went back and checked it, and found that his thinking might be wrong.

He took a sip of water, thought for a while, and opened the paper bag that Xu Zixin gave him.

In addition to some snack fruits, there is a light yellow paper roll more than usual.

The paper is a bit rough, it is drawing paper for sketching, and the paper roll is fixed with a small disposable rubber band.

Yu Ji hooked the rubber band with his fingertips and carefully removed it from one end, and gently unfolded the scroll. It was about 8 pages long, and inside was a black and white sketch.

The background of the sketch seems to be in a certain bathroom, surrounded by smog. In this chaos, the protagonist only has a back view, with his upper body naked, and some loose jeans are piled up at the knees.

With a bare back, there is a faint shadow under the butterfly bone, every bone in the spine is clearly shaped under the skin, and the imaginative curvature of the back waist tightens the baggy waistband, much like the last part of the drama to be continued , with some intriguing meaning.

There is a small signature in the lower right corner of the paper.

The strokes on the painting are smooth and mature, but the little signature is crooked like a primary school student.

Yu Jing felt a little hot on his face.

Seeing his expression, Li Junjun came over curiously, "What is this?"

Before she saw the sketch, Yu Ji quickly put away the paper roll, fixed the drawing with the rubber band just now, "it's nothing," he prevaricated, and distributed the snacks in the paper bag to the students around him Points, continue to bow your head to do that big math problem.

What's going on with the thinking that I just reorganized......

Yu Jing touched his burning ears, thought for a while, took out his mobile phone from his schoolbag, and sent a message to Xu Zixin.

"How do you draw people like this?"

There was a quick reply, "What's wrong? I just drew what I saw...you don't like it?"

Yu Jing's face turned even redder, he put down his phone and took a sip of cold water, and decided not to reply to messages for the time being.

But Xu Zixin quickly replied, "Am I good? My hands can not only play ball, but also draw."

Yu Ji sent an "um" in the past.

The phone vibrated twice, and there was a second reply, "Actually, I can do other things with my hands..."

Yu Jing froze for a moment, almost broke the tip of the pencil in his hand, and replied "Fuck off"

"What are you thinking...I said I can still write...who thinks so dirty?"

........

Xu Zixin looked at the "The other party is typing" on the dialog box, waited for almost 3 minutes, and was about to ask him, when the other party sent a message, short, only two words.

"like"

As if trying to cover it up, he sent another message.

"I like to draw."

Xu Zixin, who was holding the phone, felt that his heart was about to melt.