Pavlov and the White Moonlight

Chapter 11

I opened my arms and said, "Shu Xiaohe, come and give me a hug."

Tang Shuhe froze for a moment, slowed down his pace, and I said, "Come on."

He blinked, suddenly quickened his pace, and ran towards me.

On the last lap of 800 meters, I stood at the end of the runway, and he ran towards me with that expression.The end of the long track was a bit farther away, and I was waiting for him there. When he passed me on the first lap, he turned his head and gave me a look. I yelled at him amidst the deafening cheers. : "Don't fucking look at me! I'm going to be overtaken!"

He ran away like a rabbit.

Tang Shuhe has been clinging to No.1, but it is still only a few meters away. When I was accelerating at the last 200 meters, I stood under the sun and broke out in a sweat. I forgot all the words to cheer up. his name.

I stood in the direction of the finish line and saw that he no longer stared at the back of No.1. He looked at me, clenched his back molars, and started to accelerate as if he was going all out.

Even though I half understood at that time, even though he was desperate at that time, we looked at each other and had no time to care about him.He throws everything away and rushes forward, like a yellow butterfly flying out of the brightest and warmest sunshine, towards the hoarse spring that never turns back.

The moment I stepped on the finish line, I cheered and rushed towards him. He didn't stop and threw himself into my arms. I caught him firmly, hugged him for several times, and put him down. At that moment, he suddenly lay on the ground.

I was shocked: "What the fuck is wrong! What's wrong! Tang Shuhe!"

Tang Shuhe was lying on the ground, still panting rapidly, his cheeks were abnormally bright red after strenuous exercise, he glanced at me, and shook his head.

I pulled him: "Don't lie down just after running! Come and let me help you walk a few laps."

He shook his head again.I held him still, and simply sat next to him, patting his chest once and for all to help him calm down: "Okay, Baba, second in the 800 meters, and it's awesome."

He is still panting.After a while, he said in a low voice: "I may really not have talent. After running for so many years, I still haven't done my best."

I opened my mouth, not knowing what to say.

He moved, put his arms behind his head very relaxedly, and continued: "But actually... the second one doesn't matter, does it?"

I froze for a moment, then smiled: "Yes, it's great that you have this awareness. They all think that you have to come down after walking twice with your hips on your hips."

He said, "What about you?"

I said: "Of course I think you are awesome. It doesn't mean that I think you will definitely run first. Whether you run first or second, or walk around twice with your hips on your hips, it's all right here. It's the most awesome."

He smiled.

I also laughed: "Really, don't put so much pressure on yourself. Uncles and aunts push you so hard, so don't push yourself."

He smiled and didn't speak.After a while, he looked at the sky and said slowly: "But Lu Huai... today is my happiest day."

I said: "Why?"

He looked at me and didn't speak.

I said, "Yes. I am also happy today."

Tang Shuhe chuckled and shook his head.

I stood up and held out my hand to him: "Get up, let's go back."

Tang Shuhe glanced at me and held my hand.

When we went back, Yu Sihai was eating potato chips with two drumsticks in his hands. Seeing us coming back, he said, "We're back! Xiao Tang is awesome!"

"It's already great." Gu Jing said.

"Yes, yes, yes," Yu Sihai said as he stuffed the drumsticks into my arms, "I have to throw a shot put. You can stay here and hit it. Liu Hongbo has a 200-meter mark in a while, and he has already gone for inspection."

I took the drumsticks over and saw Tang Shuhe sitting there bent over, with his elbows on his knees, looking a little tired. Behind him, the sports committee member who had just finished running 400 meters was lying on the monitor's lap, pumping big In the posture of smoking, drinking Coke through a straw with his mouth crooked.I hit Tang Shuhe with a drumstick, and let him lie on my lap, and I fished in the bag he put on the ground: "Do you want to eat something... Oh, there is chocolate."

He closed his eyes, lay quietly on my lap, and shared a piece of chocolate with me.The radio room was playing an unknown song, but the moment of tranquility was broken by one thing—Liu Hongbo threw up after running 200 meters.

Before I finished beating the drum, Liu Hongbo vomited as soon as he knelt down as he crossed the finish line. Liu Hongbo carried it back.Liu Hongbo was very embarrassed, and kept laughing: "It's okay, it's okay... I just ran a little too fast, I'm really okay, I'll just lie down for a while and I'll be fine... Oh, this matter."

We carried him back to class, and Gu Jing was terrified: "How about it, do you need to go home or call 120?"

"No, really no need," Liu Hongbo blushed, "I just... I ate too much before I ran, so I'll just lie down for a while and be fine."

Gu Jing said: "Then lie down quickly and build a few stools, quickly."

Tang Shuhe stood up and gave the stool out. The boys put together several chairs and let Liu Hongbo lie on them.In the rush, he accidentally knocked off Tang Shuhe's schoolbag.Xu Ru from the school committee ran over and said, "What's wrong with Xiaohong?"

Liu Hongbo didn't have the energy to refute the nickname, so he whispered, "I just threw up and felt a little dizzy, maybe I'm dehydrated..."

She glanced at Liu Hongbo and said, "I'll buy you a bottle to drink."

Gu Jing said: "Go, I'll borrow a bench for Hongbo."

"Teacher Gu..." Liu Hongbo wanted to stop her, but when she turned around, she was already gone.

I sat next to the drum stand and fanned him: "You don't care about others, let's take a rest first... Good guy can still vomit after running, so he's promising."

Tang Shuhe's chair was occupied, so he stood silently by the side, and I waved to Tang Shuhe: "Come and sit here."

The two of us sat back to back on the same chair. I saw Tang Shuhe's schoolbag and bent down to pick it up: "Why didn't you see the schoolbag dropped... Oh, fuck, I'm sorry."

...it's my fault.After Tang Shuhe and I finished eating the chocolate, we stuffed the remaining half of the chocolate into his schoolbag, which caused the zipper of the schoolbag to remain open. It all poured out with a splash and spilled all over the floor.

I was holding the schoolbag upside down, silent for a few seconds, and said, "Tang Shuhe, you also vomited in your schoolbag."

Liu Hongbo: "..."

Tang Shuhe's face changed slightly, and he squatted on the ground to pick up those papers and teaching aids. I wanted to pick them up with him, but he blocked him: "I will do it myself."

"I'm angry," I was a little embarrassed, "I didn't mean it... I messed up the order of the papers for you, let me pick them up for you first, why do you bring the papers for the sports meeting... huh? What is this?" ?”

Tang Shuhe froze there without looking up.

In fact, I only saw half a sheet of white plastic paper, like the back of a promotional poster. I didn't think much about it, and turned it over.

I was completely stunned.

That's half...the poster of the crew of "Sunrise" at the last drama festival celebrating the [-]th anniversary of Cao Yu's birth.

No one else but me.Fang Dasheng in a long gown.

Someone... cut me out of that big poster.Then put it in the bag.

I didn't realize what was going on at all, but I just thought it was a very puzzling thing to find this poster in Tang Shuhe's schoolbag on this occasion and at this time.I held the half of the poster, squatted there for a long time, and said with straight eyebrows, "Ah... let me sign it for you, or not."

Tang Shuhe didn't speak and didn't look up. He nervously sorted out the papers on the ground and stuffed them all into the bag. Suddenly, my brain buzzed and I pressed his hand: "Wait a minute."

I tugged at the stack of papers in Tang Shuhe's hand, but he didn't move. His hands were clenched tightly, and his joints were white from excessive force. He finally raised his head. Only then did I see his pale face, sweating. Streaming down his forehead, he raised his sweaty eyes, opened his mouth, and said nothing.

I said, "It's okay, just give me a look."

He didn't let go, his whole body was trembling with fear, calling my name like begging: "Lu Huai..."

"I have to figure out what's going on, you show me." I said.

He finally let go.

I unfold the stack of papers.

I read that right.That is my stack of essays, last monthly exam, final exam, placement exam...

There are also my last award-winning article, the poems published in the school newspaper...even after the curtain call of the drama festival, I starred in the speech, each of which was marked with my name, Lu Huai, Lu Huai, Lu Huai.

At that moment, I was completely stunned, and the people around me didn't speak for a long time, I didn't know what I was thinking.I took the stack of papers and looked at Tang Shuhe.

He half-kneeled on the ground, like a lamb tied up on the altar waiting to be sacrificed, looked at me calmly and desperately, and then smiled softly with red eyes.

He said, "Have you read it yet?"

I nodded blankly.

"I'm sorry," he suddenly shed a tear, he didn't seem to notice, he said, "I'm sorry, Lu Huai, I'm really sorry."

I say you……"

He lowered his head and sniffed, shook his head, packed his schoolbag in a panic, and said softly: "I don't have any projects, please... tell Teacher Gu that I'm not feeling well, so I'll go back first."

I said, "Hi..."

He maintained that half-kneeling position, gave me a hard look, then stood up, squeezed away the crowd, and left quickly, his back in panic as if fleeing.

I squatted there, and the folds in my brain that I used to think seemed to be stretched out. I didn't speak for a long time, and the surrounding was silent for a while. Liu Hongbo lay there and looked at me for a long time, and sighed: "Brother Huai, you are too stupid."

Yu Sihai had just returned from throwing the shot put at this time: "Brothers, I heard that Xiaohong vomited from running... What are you doing? Silence?"

"Fuck," Li Rui finally realized, "Damn it, the second chair!"

Yu Sihai froze for a moment: "Who? What? What's wrong?"

Li Rui waved his hands irritably.

I looked blankly in the direction Tang Shuhe left.

I suddenly remembered that he said before that today is his happiest day.

Today should have been his happiest day.

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