please let go

Chapter 57

A light rain in December completely pulled people into the winter, and the students sat in the warm classroom and took a nap under the influence of English.

The classmate sitting by the window was the first to notice: "It's snowing!"

"That's rain!"

"Snow and sleet, but little snow."

The English teacher shook her long hair on the podium, "Hey! The next little snow will make you so excited."

There are two things that attract the attention of the locals, one is the earthquake, and the other is the snow.

After class, some students rushed out of the classroom, almost leaning half of their bodies out of the balcony just to catch the little snowflakes with their hands.

Sitting on the seat, Jiang Chen squinted his eyes to look at the sky outside the door, he could only catch the continuous silver thread, not a trace of white.

Is it really snowing?

Shen Chong returned to his seat without interest, "The snow is too small, I took a handful of water."

The deskmate patted his arm excitedly, "It's on the hot search."

Shen Chong turned his head to look at the cell phone at the same table, "What's trending?"

"It's snowing here! It's the third most searched on Weibo!"

The person behind: "Isn't this normal? Every time it snows, we are on the hot search."

Discussions started around the topic of snow in the classroom.

"I remember the biggest bet was when I was in the first and second grades of elementary school. I still used my mouth to pick it up."

"Hahaha, you must be sick!"

"You're paralyzed, it's your first time seeing snow, don't you want to taste it?"

The representative of the political class who was thinking about the object: "It would be nice if I could watch a snow with the person I like."

Her female deskmate: "Next year."

The representative of the politics class stared fiercely at the deskmate, and nudged her with his hand, "Don't you want to? Just think about it, he looks at you gently, and gently brushes the white snow off your head..."

Then she closed her eyes and looked intoxicated, as if a man was caressing her head, "Ah! I'm dead!"

"You've watched a lot of TV series!" The female tablemate smiled and covered the place pushed by the representative of the politics class.

"Have you read "Legend of Sword and Fairy"? Didn't Xu Changqing give Zixuan a snowfall in it? I was moved to tears. If snow falls on my head, doesn't it look like I've turned white together?"

Talking and laughing were mixed with harsh class bells. Everyone stopped laughing and adjusted their status to continue class.

The two walked towards the cafeteria at noon, and Jiang Chen only felt the drizzle on his face. If it wasn't for the falling speed of the objects in the air much slower than the raindrops, he really didn't know that there was snow in the rain.

What he reached out to catch was all rainwater, and finally a large snowflake landed on the pad of the middle finger, and melted into water in an instant, "This hair is already wet before it gets wet, right?"

"The snow is too small to turn white."

"Then go find a heavy snowfall." Jiang Chen's knuckles were stiff from the cold, he wiped the water from his palm on his school uniform, and put his red hands into his pockets.

"it is good."

After the two of them finished eating, the temperature of the food spread into the flesh|body, and a thin layer of sweat was formed on the back wrapped in thick clothes. When they stepped out of the cafeteria, the cold winter wind that hit them turned into coolness.

Jiang Chen became interested, "There are still 10 minutes to close the bedroom door, let's go for a walk."

"Ah."

The two wandered to the back garden of the school.

There was a lot of water on the marble floor, and every leaf of the bushes held a drop of water, and the surrounding bushes at shoulder height were surrounded by concrete benches, and the depressions of the benches were filled with water. The rain is like a small mirror.

This place is the best place for a school couple's tryst, sitting on the stool, the flower bed can cover the person.Even if outsiders pass by, as long as they don't cross the bushes, they won't find it, so the garden is usually the busiest after evening self-study and get out of class.

It's a pity that even with the shelter of the night, they never came here once.

"It just so happens that there is no one around..." Jiang Chen wanted to sit down, but there was no dry land around him, so he continued to stand.

He lowered his head to avoid the puddle, and deliberately did not step on the gap between the marble joints. Sometimes he took a big step and sometimes took two small steps. He didn't notice that He Chuan's eyes fell on him like continuous rain and snow.

"He Chuan, do you like snow?"

"generally."

"Then come see the snow with me?"

"like."

Jiang Chen just wanted to suggest going to see a snow show, but he didn't expect He Chuan to say "I like it".

The implication couldn't be more obvious——

I don't like snow, I only like you who watch the snow together.

Jiang Chen was slightly distracted, and accidentally stepped into a small puddle. With a "click", the splashed water prints slowly faded on his trouser legs. This crisp sound only made people's heart skip a beat.

He murmured: "Regardless of whether there is snow or not, then we will also have gray hair—"

He Chuan stepped forward and held the reddened hand, "Yes."

"The bedroom door is about to close, go back."

The two naturally let go of their hands after they stepped out of the garden, went back to the dormitory and took off the scarf wrapped around their necks, and sat at the table to start studying.

"I don't know how to do this." He Chuan moved the math test paper in front of Jiang Chen, and clicked on question No. 20.

That is a function question, given the range of x, find the value range of a.

Jiang Chen was writing an English reading question, and there was no extra paper at hand. He pointed to the notebook in front of He Chuan and said, "Give me the draft book."

He looked down at the title, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of He Chuan turning over the page with a few notes and handing it to him.

"I'm going to the bathroom." He Chuan left his seat.

Jiang Chen secretly flipped the draft paper back, and saw He Chuan's draft.

At first, He Chuan carefully listed different functions according to the value range of a, but it might not work if he wrote four rows, so he drew a big cross on the formula and wrote "grass" next to it.

The last vertical line of the word "草" occupies four rows. It can be seen that the person concerned has thought about this question seriously, and he is a little out of breath when he can't think about it.

Jiang Chen smiled and quietly turned to a new page. After He Chuan came out, he began to explain the idea of ​​the question, never mentioning the draft he had just seen.

"Why do you keep looking at me and laughing?" He Chuan asked suspiciously after solving the problem completely, "Smiling so happily after solving a problem?"

"No." Jiang Chen shook his head, picked He Chuan's chin with the pen, tapped his warm lips like a dragonfly, and retracted the pen, "Take a nap."

Everyone has entered the end of the last semester of the third year of high school, and the number of calendars hanging on the wall is decreasing day by day.

There is no teacher supervision for the evening self-study on Saturday, and most of the students stopped fighting and started to study with peace of mind.

The teacher distributed a set of essay papers to everyone as usual and left the classroom.There are always people complaining about the exam scheduled on Saturday night while passing the papers.

"I really don't want to write comprehensive essays anymore, I really have to break my hand every time I write."

"Laughing, I write so many big questions every time, and the scores I get are single digits."

"Who is not!"

"The last time I asked a geographical question why the plants in the green belts on both sides of the road are different? The answer is that the leaders in charge are different."

"Seriously, I rule out that answer first."

"Me too."

The class committee patted the table, "Write the questions quietly!"

Before the multiple-choice questions were finished, the surroundings were instantly engulfed in black.

"I'm stupid, the power is out!"

"power cut!"

"Woohoo~~ let's get out of school!"

"I can't pass the exam!!"

Even the teaching building next door was pitch black, and the boys seemed to be returning to their ancestors. Almost every classroom made a few monkey calls from time to time.

"It's time to sing a song, three days and three nights ~ midnight ~"

Jiang Chen left his seat and squatted down, took advantage of everyone's booing, slipped around the podium and sneaked to He Chuan, groping for He Chuan's hand in the dark, the palms were covered with sweat, "Are you okay?"

Except for the two sitting behind Jiang Chen who found him running away, the others were still immersed in the joy of the power outage.

"It's too dark, who has a mobile phone? Take it out and take a picture."

"Do you dare to take it? If a leader passes by and sees your shining face, who will scare the other to death first?"

"Why don't you leave school! No exam today!"

"It's so noisy..." He Chuan's extremely weak voice overwhelmed all the laughter and reached Jiang Chen's ears.

"He Chuan, come here..." Jiang Chen himself felt that the voice was very low, and he was not sure if He Chuan heard it, so he leaned forward, leaned his chest against the edge of the table, touched the back of He Chuan's head, and pushed him toward himself. Bring it here.

Jiang Chen wanted to let go of his right hand to get the book, but He Chuan held it tightly.Like stroking a cat, he stroked He Chuan's hair over and over again, soothing He Chuan's emotions: "I am here."

Then he tentatively pulled out his right hand, casually grabbed a book on the table and stood it on the right side, and pressed his trembling lips against it.

He Chuan moved forward as if grabbing a life-saving straw, desperately sucking the air from Jiang Chen's mouth.

Cheers, laughter, singing, and yelling resounded all around. They hid beside the podium, behind books, and in the dark, kissing each other.

Jiang Chen tried his best to restrain the sound of panting, for fear that someone would find out what was going on here, and while he was frightened to pay attention to his surroundings, the little air left in his mouth was swept away, and he felt a sense of suffocation.

He stepped back an inch, and He Chuan moved forward an inch and reached out to grab Jiang Chen's collar.

During the pulling, Jiang Chen was about to fall to the ground due to his unstable center of gravity. He reached out to grab the edge of the table, but he pulled the table down and smashed it on his feet, and all the books on the table fell to his side.

Jiang Chen raised his head and screamed in pain, and hurriedly pulled back the pinned foot.

The table hit the ground with a "boom", and the noise in the classroom stopped instantly.

Then came the call——

He Chuan was sweating, bent over, propped up on the fallen table with one hand, and grabbed Jiang Chen's collar with the other.

Jiang Chen was propping his hands on the ground, sitting awkwardly on the floor with his legs spread apart, his chest rising and falling rapidly, panting heavily.

He Chuan hurriedly let go of his hand.

Zhou Haoxiang, who was closest to the two of them, was the first to react, "Fuck me? You two had a fight in the dark?"

There are also students who are concerned one after another: "What's the matter with you two?"

"Jiang Chen, are you okay?"

The students in the front row are always paying attention to the movement of the two of them. If they fight again, they will be pulled away. The people in the back row don't know what's going on. They turn around and ask "what happened", and even stand up and stretch their necks. Overlooking, there are also many people who watched the show wishing for the two to reenact it again.

Jiang Chen shook his head and said that he was fine and wanted to stand up, but now his right foot, which was hit just now, was sore and numb, and even exerting force became a kind of torture, so he said angrily, "Help me up."

what's the situation?Jiang Chen spoke to He Chuan in this tone?

Regardless of everyone's surprised gazes, He Chuan didn't even lift the desk, stepped over the desk, stepped on the textbooks and test papers, put Jiang Chen's left arm on his right shoulder, and helped Jiang Chen's waist with the other.

Jiang Chen's right foot hurt like a fire, and he didn't dare to use any strength at all. He barely stood up by relying on He Chuan, and fell towards He Chuan as soon as he took a step.

He Chuan: "I'll take you to the infirmary."

"Ah."

After the two walked out of the classroom in full view, He Chuan leaned into Jiang Chen's ear with a guilty face, "Brother, I'm sorry."

"It's not that I won't give you a kiss, I just want to change my mother's breath, why are you pulling my collar!" Jiang Chen knew that He Chuan didn't do it on purpose, but still couldn't help but reprimanded him a few words.

"I was wrong, shall I hug you?"

"Hold your sister."

"Sister, brother hug."

"roll."

Jiang Chen limped downstairs, and it would take a long time to reach the infirmary at this pace.

After going down the last step of this floor, He Chuan let go of him, went to the front and squatted down, "I'll carry you on my back."

Now that everyone is immersed in writing questions, they should not have noticed them.Jiang Chen's feet hurt so much that he was struggling to walk, and he didn't try to evade any more, he just lay down and put his arms around He Chuan's neck.

The heads of the two leaned together, Jiang Chen's face was pressed against the back of He Chuan's neck, and every time he went down a floor, he could see rows of students in the classroom who bowed their heads and took the exam seriously, "Okay, I haven't finished the paper yet. "

He Chuan walked out of the teaching building with him on his back, walked towards the infirmary, and said, "Thank you."

"I hate hearing these two words the most."

In his eyes, He Chuan's injury was nothing at all.

He Chuan tilted his head slightly, "In other words, I like you even more."

Even after listening to the confession many times, Jiang Chen still couldn't control his heartbeat, so Jiang Chen put his forehead on the back of He Chuan's neck and smiled.

The author has something to say:

Everyone: They actually fought? ?

Two people: I didn't expect that...we are kissing