Chapter 14 Chapter Thirteen No One Deserves to Be Overlooked

Zhang Mingrui returned to the study room alone, Sheng Huainan raised his head, and the two of them met their eyes and looked at each other expressionlessly for a long time.Zhang Mingrui glanced at Luo Zhi's vacant seat, didn't ask anything, lowered his head and continued to flip through the book, picked up a pen to draw on the calculation paper. Sheng Huainan didn't ask where Xu Riqing went. When Luo Zhi was sleeping just now, Sheng Huainan heard a rustling sound, Xu Riqing who was opposite him slipped a note to Zhang Mingrui, Zhang Mingrui opened it up, glanced at it, crumpled it up, and nodded.

So the two walked out of the study room together.Xu Riqing's expression couldn't be more obvious, as obvious as Zhang Mingrui's teasing and concern for Luo Zhi.Sheng Huainan knew that these two people must have gone out for a showdown. Zhang Mingrui always had a cheerful and honest look, but Sheng Huainan always knew that he was actually a sober and decisive boy.They all understand that when it is time to be cruel, they can only be cruel, even if it hurts face and leaves a crack. However, he himself, who also believes in simplicity, is clearly doing something extremely inconsequential now.He seems to be suffering from a kind of laziness, and he will only procrastinate stupidly, as if the truth is revealed by time, and he just needs to stand aside and watch.

It's just that it didn't take into account that when the truth comes to light, there is another synonym called vicissitudes. Farewell, His Majesty the Emperor. His hesitation, let time polish her hidden sharpness and pride so brightly that it almost hurt him. The sun gradually dimmed, and the sun was once again covered by clouds. Sheng Huainan found that all the words in the book couldn't even make a sentence, and they turned upside down and couldn't make sense of it.The long paragraph that I had memorized a few minutes ago now looks so strange. He raised his hand and lightly touched his lips with his index finger.That kiss was lighter than his own touch, but it was so heavy that it made his heart ache.There was a sentence stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say it until her back disappeared behind the glass door.

The simplest sentence. "Why are you in a daze?" Zhang Mingrui asked several times in a low voice before waking him up.He closed the light green Ma Yuan textbook in awe-inspiring manner, and asked Zhang Mingrui: "Has anyone in our hospital failed this subject before?" "I haven't heard of it. What are you doing, you want to be recorded in history?" "Don't look, can't look in." "Are you crazy? The exam is tomorrow." "Maybe." He smiled. Sheng Huainan put away his schoolbag, stood up and left, and when he passed by Zhang Mingrui, he heard a moderate voice: "Actually, sometimes you really deserve to be beaten like this."

He was stunned, wondering if the other party was teasing him for making up his mind to test Ma Yuan naked, but when he lowered his head and saw Zhang Mingrui's serious side face, he immediately understood. "Each to each other." He found that his cheeks were also stiff. Take the elevator to the top floor of the science building, then go up the side stairs at the corner, and you will be able to climb to the highest rooftop in the school. He has always liked to stand on high places, high places that are empty and empty.I forgot where I heard a saying: "In this world, some people are born to attract attention, and some people are born to be unwilling to be lonely. If the person who is unwilling to be lonely by nature happens to have a fate that attracts attention, it is naturally the best of both worlds."

Sheng Huainan knew that he was unwilling to be lonely. It’s just that his so-called not lonely doesn’t mean a lively circle of friends—standing at the highest place, watching the crowds of people coming and going below, can give him a kind of full and complete happiness—— —Of course, you must use the posture of looking down. He is afraid of the so-called intimacy.It's not that he's worried about being abandoned by others for his flaws to be exposed -- rather, it's just that he sees the high expectations in the other's eyes before they get close. It's not about being afraid of your imperfections being discovered.Just don't want them to be disappointed.

Does this nuance barely qualify as kindness?Sheng Huainan doesn't often think wildly, but once his thoughts go off the rails, he can run wild and never get back. The iron gate of the roof is half-closed.He suddenly had a little vague expectation. Is... is Luo Zhi here? He brought Luo Zhi here before.The only time they played together that could be called a date was in Houhai Xidan Wangfujing. He couldn’t remember exactly which places he walked through. What impressed him the most was the many words she said along the way, as if engraved shallowly by a knife. on the curtain wall of memory.

The stories she told, the confusion she told, the arrogance and pride she concealed, the gentle expectation and shyness when she bowed her head. Before sending her back to the dormitory, he had a whim and said, there is a place I often go to, do you want to take a look together? This rooftop seems to be his secret base.There is a library in the high school that is not open all the year round. In fact, there is a way to climb up to the low roof from the outside. Sometimes he escapes from evening self-study and climbs up to enjoy the wind. No one knows, including Ye Zhanyan. In fact, she already liked Luo Zhi very much—it was the kind of liking that made people want to express everything about themselves and share all their secrets.

In other words, I just expect her to praise me, it's really nice here. It was also that day, when he vaguely mentioned that he especially liked to stand on a high place and look at the people below. Luo Zhi leaned against the bustling night scene of the business district, and cast her eyes on the sporadic and distant lights on the north side of the school. She said slowly after a long time. , me too, but I was forced to. She muttered a lot of words, as if she was talking to her deep self, and she woke up after a while, narrowing her eyes and smiling embarrassedly, and asked: "What about you? You shouldn't be an outsider who was rejected? Are you have the right to choose."

The last sentence was said with such certainty, as if he had known him for many years and understood him deeply. Sheng Huainan's eyes were blank, and he was silent for a long time. The girl next to him hurriedly apologized, saying that he was presumptuous.But she didn't know that when he bowed his head to say sorry, it was the time when he suddenly wanted to hug her - he raised his hand halfway. When she faced him, she was sometimes extra cautious.Her cautiousness and his own hesitant pride often combined to kill the chance of a hug. Just like four years ago, the time difference between her cautiousness and his hesitation, she missed the whole window sill scenery.

Memories flooded out, Sheng Huainan's index finger touching the doorknob was cold.is it you? When I listened intently, someone was talking. "Don't talk about it, there is an exam tomorrow, so study hard, I don't want to discuss this issue." "I'm not in the mood to review, you should speak clearly today." "What is there to say. You still don't understand? It's you who can't see the high eyebrows and low eyes and stalks her so much that makes her so stressed. You haven't finished yet, have you?!" It turned out to be a threesome showdown.He listened for a while, and one of the boys who obviously had the upper hand was arrogant, while the other insisted on the word "past". What's more interesting is that the girl caught in the middle refused to give a quick and clear sentence. In conclusion, keeping saying ambiguous words to appease both parties has made the quarrel more and more rigid. He walked down the stairs slowly, smiled wryly, and his thoughts went back to two years ago. At that moment, Ye Zhanyan was sitting on the high stands of the stadium, watching them condescendingly.A boy in Class 6 whose face he could no longer recall was full of tears, and yelled like Ma Jingtao in Qiong Yao's drama, and he couldn't remember the content of the yelling.He turned his head to look at Ye Zhanyan. Although Ye Zhanyan didn't smile, the corners of his mouth were still raised suspiciously, his eyes were slightly narrowed, dangerous and seductive, and there was also a trace of repressed publicity and joy - that expression was very different from the Ye Zhanyan he thought. Now recalling the scene of jealousy, Sheng Huainan couldn't help laughing out in embarrassment, so childish.But at that time, he actually seriously suppressed the boredom in his heart, and said to the roaring boy solemnly and politely: "As her boyfriend, I ask you not to harass Zhanyan." He couldn't remember how it ended up. In short, the elegance and calmness he deliberately maintained seemed to fall into the entanglement of the other party's inarticulate speech.In the end, he stood there wearily, and Ye Zhanyan came down from the stands at some point and hugged him from behind—he still clearly remembered her cool embrace, and a very soft sentence: "Are you real?" love me?" It turns out that love requires a qualification certificate.People need various forms to prove themselves, and all kinds of tossing and tossing that would be foolish when they calm down later are an important process in the emotions at that time.It seems that without the barrier of the fire-breathing dragon, the love between the knight and the princess would not be complete. It's nice to be young.Sheng Huainan's smile deepened. In his ears, the debate behind the door became a merry farce of children's self-righteousness. He had just gone down two floors when suddenly a boy rushed down from above and passed him in the stairwell. A girl chased him down, followed by another boy calling the girl's name.Sheng Huainan thought in amazement, why should he have such a bad expression—after all, the tearful and angry boy who led the battle still chose to take the stairs instead of jumping straight down—as long as he was alive, it was no big deal. He turned back, climbed up the stairs, and pushed open the door to the roof again. The desolate winter wind in Beijing messed up his hair.The city is covered with a gray cement coat, and the gray-black residual snow makes it look even more distressed.There are very few pedestrians on the road today. Sheng Huainan closed his eyes, he couldn't remember Luo Zhi's appearance. He used to be able to clearly feel her emotional changes. Even though he was not sure of the real thoughts behind it, he could still distinguish the color of her emotions clearly. This ability to discern is not due to a soft spot for Luo Zhi.This ability has always been his habit, even his trick. Since he was a child, he liked to sit on the edge of the flower bed in the office compound with a box of milk in his mouth and silently observe the people coming and going.When the uncles and aunts who came to visit at home sat in the living room and began to explain their visit to his father seriously, he stood holding the ball in a place where no one was paying attention, watching quietly. For so many years, although he couldn't remember who the owners of those cautious, humble and polite faces were and what they said, there were words in the turbulent words. Gradually filled his tedious growth. This kind of silent peeping is like a game not suitable for children. In the office compound, the intricate interests are intertwined, and they are crowded together like this. Is it necessary to have such a cautious face?Including his father. It is really easy to use this kind of experience to see the little scheming and vanity of the classmates around me.Although he couldn't experience the girl's endless thoughts, once he noticed the signs, he immediately smiled and used the gentlest eyebrows to cut off their dreams while minimizing the damage. He still has the ability to play this kind of trick. Luo Zhi once said to him, Sheng Huainan, you are too self righteous. But he never guessed wrong. He seemed to see her leaning down to kiss him again, her movements were gentle and calm, but it seemed that she couldn't see anything clearly through a thick layer of white mist.Can't see anymore. Farewell, Your Majesty the Self-righteous Emperor. He should have known.No one ever deserved to let him look down. The door behind him creaked.Sheng Huainan's heart seemed to be clenched by an invisible hand, and he turned his head abruptly. A chubby figure in a purple down jacket flashed by the door, a few sparse bangs on her forehead could not conceal her stunned expression. It's Zheng Wenrui. Sheng Huainan calmed down, smiled and said to her, "It's you. Long time no see." Indeed long time no see.The last time I saw her was almost two months ago, during the last autumn rain in Beijing. Luo Zhi's body hidden under the pink hello kitty raincoat trembled slightly, her pale lips moved, and she said to him, "But Dad can no longer buy me a raincoat. Dad is dead." The rain curtain could not block her view. Sheng Huainan stood in the rain for a long time. He lowered his umbrella and listened quietly to the sound of raindrops hitting the umbrella cloth.Fear crawled all over her back. She was obviously the one who was being tempted, but it turned out that everything about her was spread out in the damp and cold air, and she couldn't hide it. The heartache at that moment made him suddenly have an impulse to call her out immediately, and he would ask her clearly.He turned on his phone, but saw two unread messages. He didn't know when they received them, but he didn't read them. Just then footsteps were heard.When he raised his eyes, he saw Zheng Wenrui, who appeared behind him at some point, holding a red umbrella and standing in the rain, with tears all over his face. "I sent you a text message, why didn't you reply?" Her voice was a little shrill. He hurriedly looked down at his phone, and it turned out that the two messages belonged to her. "Where are you? Are you not caught in the rain?" "Where are you, are you not caught in the rain?"