At this time, aesthetic preferences are still relatively solidified.

It is a very strange thing for boys to touch pink things.

If you are not single, you mostly help your girlfriend to get things.

Zhou Mingzheng is a very masculine person. Even if the things he uses are warm colors, they will never be pink.

But right now, his broad palms held the pink thermos cup, his slender knuckles circling the cup.

A bit abrupt.

Liang Qiyun was stunned for a moment.

Zhou Mingzheng seemed to see that she didn't reach out to take it, and explained without any concern, "I just came back and ran into Huang Xiyun at the water dispenser. The teacher wanted to see her for something, so she asked me to help get it back."

The boy spoke a long sentence without showing any impatience.

Liang Qiyun reluctantly raised her hand to take the pink thermos cup and thanked her softly, "Okay, thank you."

The thermos cup is not light to begin with, and the weight of a full cup of water instantly weighs on my hand.

She couldn't hold it anymore, and her hand and the thermos fell straight down.

Zhou Mingzheng was paying attention to her movements, so he quickly supported Liang Qiyu's hand.

Even though she was wearing long sleeves, Liang Qiyun could still feel the boy's hot hands through the fabric.

Perhaps out of anxiety, he exerted force with his hands and grabbed her elbow.

The scorching heat continued to come.

Unlike her, her whole body was cold.

"Thank you." Liang Qiyun forced a smile. She tried hard to smile to form dimples, but she didn't know if she had any.

She thought Zhou Mingzheng would ask something, such as:

"Are you okay?"

"How come your hands are so weak that you can't even hold the thermos bottle?"

But the boy said nothing. He just held her hand with one hand and stretched out his other hand to put the pink thermos directly on her desk.

Then the other hand loosened as well, and the heat dissipated.

Then he said calmly, "Be careful."

The bell rang, Zhou Mingzheng sat back in his seat and took out the textbook for this class from the drawer.

He looked up and saw his deskmate opening a pink thermos and holding a tube of instant medicine in his hand. He was trying hard to tear it open, but failed.

Just as Liang Qiyun was struggling to tear it apart and secretly regretting not bringing a pair of scissors with her, she suddenly heard the boy next to her say, "Let me help you."

The boy stretched out his hand directly in front of him, with his broad palm facing up.

He just looked at her leisurely, as if waiting for her to put what she was holding on him.

"Thanks."

Liang Qiyun somehow passed the brown sugar ginger tea stick in her hand to him and gently placed it in the palm of his hand.

His movements were so gentle that he was afraid that if he used too much force, the hand that was stretched out towards him would be retracted.

It was only after seeing the boy's ears suddenly turn red after taking the brown sugar ginger tea bar that Liang Qiyun reacted.

Her cheeks started to heat up.

Adolescent boys and girls always find it difficult to talk about these taboos, let alone to the opposite sex.

Hot water, brown sugar ginger tea sticks, weakness, stomachache.

Putting everything together, the situation becomes clear.

Zhou Mingzheng is so smart and has good academic performance, he should have guessed it.

Liang Qiyun didn't know what to say for a moment, she just felt that her whole body seemed to warm up.

The heat spread from my cheeks to my upper body, as if I were in a furnace.

Only the lower body was still cold.

She watched Zhou Mingzheng pinch the opening of the brown sugar ginger tea bar with his hand and gently tear it to create a small opening.

Liang Qiyun originally wanted to take the tea and pour it into the thermos cup herself.

But Zhou Mingzheng held the brown sugar ginger tea bar in one hand and stretched out his other hand to take the pink thermos cup in front of her.

He unscrewed the lid of the thermos, poured all the brown sugar ginger tea powder in his hand into it, and then screwed the lid back on.

Then he picked up the thermos and shook it vigorously for a while before handing it to Liang Qiyun.

He smiled and said, "Okay, drink it."

"Thanks."

Liang Qiyun's heart and cheeks felt hot, and she thanked him softly.

That day, drinking the brown sugar ginger tea in the pink thermos, Liang Qiyun felt warm all over.

The sweetness of brown sugar spreads on the tip of the tongue, and the numbing taste of ginger lingers in the heart, making it unforgettable.

That was the best brown sugar ginger tea Liang Qiyun had ever tasted in her life.

Just because that boy helped to brew it.

As soon as her period was over, Liang Qiyun regained some strength.

But it still can't be compared with when school just started.

When winter came, she put on heavy clothes and even had difficulty walking and raising her hands, so she became even less active.

I usually stay in the classroom, and only stand up on the table during breaks.

She was so lazy all winter.

Sometimes I admire Zhou Mingzheng.

Even in such a cold day, he seems to be full of energy.

In addition to the increasingly tedious study tasks, I can often call my good brothers to play ball on the court.

The north wind was howling, and even the branches and leaves in front of the teaching building were rustling.

The playground was bustling with activity. The basketball was shot in, and the sound of it hitting the ground seemed to hit everyone's heart.

Liang Qiyun put her hands on the railing of the corridor.

Even when the sun was setting and dusk was approaching, she could still see the boy running and shooting from the top of the teaching building.

He always seems to have endless energy.

He was wearing a short-sleeved school uniform at the moment, and it seemed that even the cold wind could not blow away the passion in his blood.

He just ran, took three steps and jumped up to dunk, which caused the whole audience to cheer.

This cold winter, because she has the boy she loves by her side, even if they just say a few words occasionally, it is enough to make Liang Qiyun have a stronger belief.

She wanted to survive this cold winter.

She sincerely hoped that she could still be with the boy in the early spring of next year.

The December monthly exam is late but it has arrived.

Before the exam, I always have to face the reminders and admonitions from my homeroom teacher Liu Tao.

This is the last monthly exam before the Chinese New Year, there will be no exam in January.

Liang Qiyun may not have made any progress this semester, but at least her grades have remained stable.

As the knowledge of each subject deepens, everyone is working harder to make progress.

L Middle School is a key high school, so the learning atmosphere is naturally impeccable.

Being in such an environment, even those who have no desire to learn will be led to try to learn.

Not to mention that the students in the key classes are already determined to study.

Fortunately, after the December monthly exam, Liu Tao adjusted the seats again, and Liang Qiyun still sat at the same table with Zhou Mingzheng.

Privately, Liu Tao also cared about Liang Qiyun's situation.

Dad Liang Kangcheng once explained the situation to Liu Tao.

Although Liu Tao is a male teacher, he is unusually meticulous.

After observing for a few times, he also realized that Liang Qiyun's physical condition was not as good as when school started.

He asked, "Qiyun, do you want the teacher to change a female classmate to sit next to you? If you need help, it will be more convenient for a girl."

"Thank you, Mr. Liu. I'm quite used to it now and don't want to change my deskmate for the time being. Huang Xiyun, who sits in front of me, is also very nice and can help me with anything. Zhou Mingzheng also helped me a lot."

Liang Qiyun organized her words and declined Liu Tao's kindness.

She was afraid that what she said was too obvious and that the attentive head teacher would notice something.

Afraid that she had not made it clear enough, Liu Tao insisted on giving her a new female deskmate.

Fortunately, Liu Tao didn't think too much about it after hearing it.

Or maybe it could be that they feel that a girl who is so well-behaved and sensible and has such a rare disease would not fall in love easily.

He nodded, as if relieved and reassured.

"Okay, since Qiyun thinks this is okay, I won't change the seats for four people for now." Liu Tao promised.

He smiled and said, "It's thanks to the four of you that your grades didn't drop, otherwise I really wouldn't be able to do it."

Even if a class teacher can provide special care to students, he or she still has to command the support of the students.

Zhou Mingzheng is very good, and Liang Qiyun, Huang Xiyun and Tang Di also have good results.

Each of the four has his or her own weak subjects, but they can also complement each other.

This is in line with the principle he always follows when arranging seats: helping each other.

By the end of December, the weather had turned cold and the school was quiet for a long time.

In addition, the monthly exam had just passed, and the students' tense nerves relaxed. It just so happened that such a romantic holiday came up, so they were somewhat eager to do something.

Huang Xiyun also talked about it mysteriously with Liang Qiyun in private.

"Qiyun, what are your plans for Christmas? Ever since Zhou Mingzheng made a splash at the school sports meet, many people from other classes have been thinking about him."

She paused, thought about it, and added, "Someone in my class is thinking about you, too."

Liang Qiyun knew what she meant.

On a day like Christmas, there is nothing wrong with classmates giving each other gifts. It is just pure friendship.

But if you give a peace apple to the opposite sex, add sweet chocolate and a small card, it will add a bit of beautiful thought.

Afterwards, Liang Qiyun would occasionally think about this incident.

She thought about it for a long time, but still couldn't figure out whether she should give the peace apple to the boy.

If you give it as a gift, there is a certain chance that the other person will know what you are thinking.

No, at least she and Zhou Mingzheng are still deskmates, and they can still have appropriate communication like they do now, like friends.

Christmas Eve is on Monday.

On Sunday, Liang Qiyun was still exercising in the rehabilitation hospital accompanied by her mother.

After completing a full set of exercises, mother Li Shufen continued to have daily communication with Dr. Huang.

Liang Qiyun sat aside and listened, occasionally looking out the window.

She saw that it was a sunny and windy day outside and people were walking hurriedly.

There is a large supermarket opposite the hospital. Near the entrance, there are two stalls of red apples on both sides.

In fact, it is not very clear, and we can only guess based on the red color and the recent days.

This is what merchants love to do, isn’t it?

Many people also stopped to buy some apples.

"The muscle strength I measured today is a little lower than before, but as long as I keep training, I will definitely be able to recover by the beginning of next spring."

She heard Dr. Huang repeating the same words again, comforting the mother who loved her daughter so much.

From childhood to adulthood, she can be said to have grown up in a rehabilitation hospital.

Doing exercises day after day, her childhood, current adolescence, and even the future seemed so dull that she could see the end at a glance.

Liang Qiyun looked out the window again, and vaguely saw light pouring in through the window and falling on her face.

So soft and gentle, as if coaxing her.

Suddenly, she felt an impulse from within.

Huang Xiyun’s words seemed to still be ringing in my ears.

She wants to be brave for once and go after what she wants.

Regardless of whether the boy would respond or not, she wanted to take the initiative.

Just like that.

With her brain in extreme excitement, Liang Qiyun stood up and said to her mother and Dr. Huang, "Dr. Huang, Mom, I want to go downstairs to buy something."

Fortunately, Li Shufen and Dr. Huang were chatting happily at the moment, so she just said, "Okay, Yunyun, be careful."

Standing on the side of the road, Liang Qiyun watched cars passing by and occasionally saw waiters in the supermarket opposite busy weighing apples.

The traffic light above her head not far away was counting down, and she seemed to be able to hear the ticking sound hitting her heart.

The green light is on.

Liang Qiyun followed the crowd across the street and came to the entrance of the supermarket.

Two large stalls of bright red apples were placed there for people to choose from, and the waiters were busy weighing them and collecting money.

She also walked over and picked it.

She doesn't know what texture and color of apples are the best.

But she just wanted to pick the best-looking one to give to the boy she loved.

When she walked out of the supermarket, Liang Qiyun had a bag of apples in her hand.

She originally wanted to cross the street and go back to the hospital, but she saw the familiar gift box paper and various ribbons in the shop next door.

When she was a child and didn't understand much, she cried and made a fuss and didn't want to do those tiring rehabilitation exercises.

Mother Li Shufen comes here to buy colored paper and fold it into various toys that little girls like as a reward for her completing her rehabilitation task.

After many years, the shop is still there, and it has even kept up with the latest trends, launching a variety of paper boxes for apples on Christmas Eve.

Most of them are red paper boxes with Christmas tree patterns printed on them, which, coupled with the beautiful meaning, always makes people feel excited when they see them.

Liang Qiyun paused, but turned back and went to the shop.

"Doctor Huang, I'm giving you an apple of peace. I wish you a Merry Christmas Eve in advance!" Liang Qiyun returned to the clinic, took out an apple from the bag and gave it to Doctor Huang.

The meaning is beautiful, and there are not too many financial interests involved.

Doctor Huang was also happy when she saw this. She took the apple with a smile, patted Liang Qiyun on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Qiyun is so good. Doctor Huang also wishes you a happy Christmas Eve!"

On the way home, Li Shufen still had a smile on her face. She said with relief, "Yunyun, I thought you felt bored in the hospital and wanted to go out for a walk."

"This is what I thought. I happened to see a lot of people buying apples in the supermarket, and thinking that tomorrow night is Christmas Eve, I bought some. You and my dad also bought some." Liang Qiyun explained with a smile.

She bought four peace apples in total.

One is for Dr. Huang and the other two are for my parents.

The last one is for the boy she loves, Zhou Mingzheng.

Li Shufen's smile became more obvious after hearing this. "Your father and I wish Yunyun a safe life."

She was afraid that her daughter would get tired carrying the bag of apples, so she helped take it and held it in her hands. She even saw that there were three apples in it.

I just thought that Yunyun prepared it for their family of three.

That night, under the dim light of the small desk in the bedroom.

On the wooden table was a round, bright red apple and some scattered pieces of paper.

Liang Qiyun gently placed the peace apple into the square paper box.

The merchant also sent a small greeting card.

She picked up the black pen she usually used in class and pondered for a long time, and finally wrote a line of words.

【To Zhou Mingzheng:

I wish you peace and joy!

best wishes】

After putting the packaged peace apple into her schoolbag, Liang Qiyun got up to wash up and then lay down on the bed.

Before going to bed, she rarely touched the smart phone that she usually kept at home, but instead took out the old man's phone.

The small screen of the black elderly phone was lit up, and it was clearly on the address book page.

The one at the top is the most recently added contact.

【Zhou Mingzheng】：135××××××××

Liang Qiyun looked at it for a long time until her eyes felt a little sore.

She reached out and tapped the keys lightly, then clicked "Save".

The screen refreshes and becomes:

【serendipity】: 135××××××××

She exhaled lightly, exited the address book page, and then pressed and held the phone to turn it off.

The old phone lay silently on the bedside table, and Liang Qiyun covered herself with the quilt.

In the quiet night, the only sound was the girl's long and lingering breathing.

That night she had a dream.

A very everyday picture.

In the dream, she was sitting in the classroom, memorizing words in the vocabulary book she had bought.

“Serendipity, the beauty of encountering something unexpected.”

Zhou Mingzheng, who was sitting next to her at the time, was chatting with Tang Di at the table in front of her with a smile.

Perhaps because he was talking about playing basketball, a bright smile appeared on the boy's handsome face.

The sun was shining brightly that day, shining softly through the glass windows.

The wind blew, and the boy's clear voice seemed to be right next to my ear.

Liang Qiyun wouldn’t know at that time.

"Serendipity" means the beauty of an unexpected encounter, but it also carries the meaning of "turning into regret in the end."

Youth is like the morning sun and the warm breeze.

It is the beauty she encountered unexpectedly, but also the regret hidden in her youth.

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