“…”

Five minutes later, Wu Sheng put on his clothes, slipped out of the dormitory, turned into a dark shadow on a rainy night, and sneaked towards the teaching building.

If someone tells him in the third year of junior high school-

Wu Sheng, after you arrive in high school, you will make a very unreliable buddy. You are possessed by impulsive devils all day long. When you see injustice, you want to yell. In a peaceful state, you still want to make trouble and you can't listen to advice. If you say something to him, he must reply to you. If you throw him a piece of paper, he will definitely throw you a pen cap. In this way, you are still a friend of special treasures. No one can be replaced, so he must be him. If you can't see it for a day, you feel uncomfortable.

He would think this was a curse, and he was very careless, because every sentence was full of complaints and he really couldn't think of the possibility of realization.

Now, he is in his third year of high school.

I have completely recognized the essence of the world - "absolute" does not exist.

He always moved in elementary school, but had no long-term friends, was obsessed with studying in junior high school, and had no deep friends, and became a class monitor in high school. In the eyes of his classmates, his significance was "mobile exercise bank". There were much more people who asked him to "speak questions" than those who asked him to "chat" them, and in the dormitory, he played and slammed him by default, and occasionally hit him in bed, and he was embarrassed to delay his study.

Although he has no yearning for childish fights, it is one thing whether he participates or not, and it is another thing whether others take him to play.

Xu Wang moved in one month later. In October of the first semester of high school, Wu Sheng remembered it very clearly that it was raining that day, and it was very heavy. Water was poured into the crack of the window, and the window sill was flowing. No one in the dormitory cared, so Xu Wang wiped the rag for a long time with a rag. Finally, he patrolled the entire dormitory and focused his eyes on his face: "Is there any extra rag?"

Wu Sheng was listening to English at the time, took off his headphones and asked, "What?"

"Is there any extra rag?" Xu Wang repeated loudly again and further explained, "Put it on the windowsill to absorb water. Otherwise, it will flow all over the floor in a while."

Wu Sheng shook his head blankly.

Cleaning up has always been a ghostly existence in their dormitory - the rag used by Xu Wang is still an old towel that a classmate didn't have time to throw away.

Xu Wang frowned and sighed with disappointment: "The white face is growing that loves labor."

Wu Sheng: “…”

Not only Wu Sheng was speechless, but other roommates were not happy: "How bad are we looking!"

So in order to prove that he was qualified, the roommates worked together to clean up the windowsills and the ground. The next day, they also contacted the dormitory manager to report the leak of the windowsills.

Of course, Wu Sheng is also in the labor army.

This is Xu Wang's first appearance.

"Heart-to-heart talk" again was a weekend later. They were left in the dormitory. He was doing the exam on the upper bunk and Xu Wang read the idle books on the lower bunk. The atmosphere was warm. Xu Wang suddenly kicked him on the bed: "You always do the exam like this, and sooner or later you will be stupid."

Wu Sheng was also very idle, so he put down his pen and poked his head out to ask the classmate at the lower bunk: "Are you talking to me?"

Xu Wang sat up all of a sudden and caught evidence: "Look, we are the only one in the room. You still asked me what I said, "I'm not learning to be stupid, stop the class leader!"

"Okay," Wu Sheng rarely listened to people's advice, "I don't study anymore, what should I do?"

"Anything is OK," Xu Wang said earnestly, "Life should be rich and colorful."

Wu Sheng thought about it seriously: "I learned piano and Olympiad Mathematical Olympiad in elementary school, go and skating in junior high school, and had less time in high school, and found that I had no talent in self-study painting. Now I changed it to a computer direction. The amount of extracurricular reading is a little small, and only one or two books a week. From this perspective, my life is indeed quite pale. Can you give me some specific suggestions about the richness and colorfulness?"

Xu Wang: "...I want to break up with you!"

Wu Sheng still remembers that when Xu Wang said this, his eyes widened and his angry expression were like a cat wearing a little tiger's skin, which was cuteer than the most difficult math problems.

It was also at that time that he realized that, oh, they are already friends.

Class 7, 3rd Year.

Wu Sheng stood at the back door of the classroom, his hair was wet with the rain, and water droplets dripped down his cheeks.

Xu Wang tilted his head and lay on the desk. When he saw him, he seemed to smile, but there was no moonlight and everything was in the shadow.

"You didn't bring an umbrella?" he asked very seriously.

Wu Sheng grinded his teeth, walked in, and sat at his deskmate: "Give you another chance."

Xu Wang stood up straight and said seriously: "It rains so heavily, why do we go back to the dormitory without an umbrella?"

Wu Sheng looked at him for two seconds, suddenly reached out and picked up the cell phone that Xu Wang placed on the desk.

Xu Wang was puzzled: "What are you doing?"

"Call your mother," Wu Sheng flipped the address book, "and said you don't go home at night and are making fun in the classroom."

"Are you sick?" Xu Wang went to grab his cell phone like crazy, "My mother is dead, dead--"

In the hoarse voice, the crying voice could no longer be hidden.

Wu Sheng hugged him firmly.

Xu Wang struggled desperately, but could not break free. He never knew that Wu Sheng had such great strength.

The rain became heavier, and the sound of thunder and rain mixed together, covering the sky.

Xu Wang finally cried, hugged Wu Sheng, and cried loudly, like a bullied child.

"When they divorced...my mom told me... she snatched me from my dad..."

"Actually, my dad doesn't want me at all..."

"I had to live in a dormitory when I was in my first year of high school... If she didn't let me, I would make a fuss with her..."

"She was already sick at that time, but she didn't tell me, and I was still so angry with her..."

"I don't want to live with my dad at all...but I don't dare to go home..."

"I always feel that my mother is still at home, waiting to train me to not get well in the exam. I am afraid that as soon as I go back, I will wake up from my dream..."

"Wu Sheng, why are bad people living well, good people just suffering..."

Xu Wang vented all his sadness, regret, and anger without reservation.

Wu Sheng didn't say anything, just touched his head and accompanied him quietly.

The rain is getting heavier and the thunder is getting louder and louder, unlike the rain in April. It is trance and always makes people think it is the midsummer of a storm.

Xu Wang was tired of crying, his throat became completely hoarse, and strangely, his heart was much calmer. The sadness was still there, but it would not hurt. He wanted to cry as soon as he opened his mouth.

Wu Sheng's entire school uniform and top was wet, and Xu Wang couldn't tell where it was poured by the rain or where it was his own achievements.

Little raised his face, Wu Sheng was also looking down at him.

Or, Xu Wangxiang, the other party looked down at himself from beginning to end, quiet and gentle, and was no longer like Wu Sheng.

The night was dark, without a trace of moonlight, but Xu Wang swears that he saw what he wanted in that gaze.

Ghostly, heart-wrenching.

Xu Wang gently leaned over.

He had even seen it clearly, and he was getting closer and closer, and his shadow became clearer and clearer in Wu Sheng's eyes.

Suddenly, the eyes blinked, and the panic surged, eroding everything.

Xu Wang was out of reach, and he ignored him and kissed him suddenly!

Wu Sheng was faster and almost instinctively pushed the person away. In desperation, he didn't have any strength at all.

"Bang--"

Xu Wang was pushed directly to the ground.

His back hit the table and chair, and his butt fell to the hard ground, but he didn't feel any pain at all. He was confused for the first half of the minute, confused and his mind was blank.

Wu Sheng didn't know what to do.

My heart is like beating a drum. If it weren't for the rain, I would probably hear the "dong dong" sound.

He wanted to say sorry, but couldn't say it. He wanted to pull someone up, but he didn't dare to reach out.

He was afraid that Xu Wang would ask why. It was the first time in his life that he was so afraid of being asked questions!

Xu Wang gradually recovered and knew it was painful.

The back hurts, buttocks hurt, the eyes hurt, and it hurts hard everywhere, the heart is even more deadly, and it hurts and is so painful and sore.

He tried to take a deep breath.

One time, two times, two times, three times...

Finally, in unknown how many times he succeeded, just like a person who had worked hard to climb ashore, he finally asked for a breath of oxygen.

Wu Sheng was still standing stupidly, this was even rarer than the gentle Wu Sheng.

Xu Wang looked at him leisurely for a long time, laughed "puff", leaned against the legs of the table, and lazily reached out to him, as if it were natural: "Don't repent yourself, help me up quickly."

Wu Sheng breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly got up.

Xu Wang held the hand he reached out, it was slightly cool, wet, and sweaty.

The rain is crazy.

Walking in the corridor and watching the water splashes hitting the glass, you may even feel that you are splashed by water droplets.

Wu Sheng and Xu Wang walked quietly, one after another.

Since leaving the classroom, the two of them have never spoken again.

The long corridor seemed to be invisible. After a long time, Wu Sheng began to lose his mind and was always worried that he would no longer be behind him.

After a pause, he turned back without warning.

Xu Wang seemed to be startled and looked out the window suddenly, firm, persistent, just like the glass flowing rain, you can see the flowers.
To be continued...