Chapter 97 [End of Text]
The 50th anniversary celebration was held in a grand manner, and the speeches by outstanding graduates were only a small part of it. However, this did not affect the countless surprised or curious looks that Chen Mo received from the time he stepped off the stage until the end of the celebration.
The event ends at 3pm.
Lao Xiang said he wanted to treat Chen Mo to a meal. Before that, he asked Chen Mo to go to the current Class 1 of Grade 3 to encourage the students.
Chen Mo felt that he was not suitable. After all, his high school was a classic example of a dark horse's comeback in the eyes of others, but in fact it was not entirely true. Facing a group of senior high school students, whether telling them not to care so much about the college entrance examination, or telling them that at this point they had no other choice but to study hard and sprint, it was not appropriate.
So Chen Mo was immoral and passed the buck, pointing to Xi Siyan who was chatting with other graduates taught by Lao Xiang and said, "I really can't do it. You should find the class monitor."
"It's no use looking for him." Lao Xiang refused, "He's not even in his third year of high school."
Lao Xiang's disdain gave Chen Mo an illusion.
It seems that Xi Siyan, who graduated from a famous foreign university, is not worth a bit.
Chen Mo didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Isn't it better to be admitted as a sophomore than a senior?"
Xi Siyan came over at this time, his hands subconsciously placed behind Chen Mo, and asked Lao Xiang, "You heard my name, what are you talking about?"
Lao Xiang's eyes were fixed on Xi Siyan's actions, and he said unhappily: "Nothing. I asked Chen Mo to go to the classroom and communicate with the students, and he pushed you."
Lao Xiang's gaze was too obvious. Instead of moving away, Xi Siyan pressed directly against Chen Mo's back.
"Am I not worthy of communicating and speaking?" Xi Siyan raised his eyebrows.
Lao Xiang was the only teacher who knew about their original relationship. After Xi Siyan went abroad, he had always seen Chen Mo's enthusiasm for learning. He didn't believe that there was no influence from Xi Siyan.
Looking at the relationship between the two students he taught, Lao Xiang felt a sense of understanding and was somewhat relieved about Chen Mo's status. He said to Xi Siyan with a bad face, "Chen Mo is my most proud student. It's better for him to go than for you."
"The most proud student?" Xi Siyan's mouth twitched, "How did I hear that you scolded him when the college entrance examination results came out?"
Old to myocardial infarction.
Not wanting to recall the past, he waved his hand and said, "Then go ahead. Go ahead and tell me everything."
Always walk forward.
"Did I hurt him?" Xi Siyan asked Chen Mo.
Chen Mo looked at Lao Xiang's back and smiled: "Of course not, in fact, there was another reason why he scolded me at that time."
"What?" Xi Siyan asked again.
Chen Mo said, "In the several mock exams before the college entrance examination, my math scores fluctuated greatly. Lao Xiang thought that there was something wrong with my mentality. At that time, he advised me more than once to keep a normal mind and said that a breakup was no big deal." Chen Mo smiled and touched his nose bridge. "But in fact, the points I lost in the college entrance examination were basically in physics. He couldn't accept it and his mentality was a little broken."
Chen Mo lightly passed over that period of time.
That period of time when I was deeply trapped in a sea of questions that seemed to have no end, and I had to focus on moving forward.
Chen Mo spoke lightly, but Xi Siyan turned his head to look at him, as if looking through his current appearance to trace every detail of Chen Mo's experience that year.
Then a faint kiss fell on Chen Mo's hair.
Today's Class 1 of Grade 3 is still in the same classroom where they were originally, and they were promoted directly from their sophomore year in high school without moving.
Chen Mo, Lao Gou and several other classmates were all standing quietly at the back door of the classroom.
Look at Xi Siyan walking up to the podium from the main entrance under the introduction of Lao Xiang.
Mr. Xi, who was dressed in a suit and tie, gave off a sense of oppression as his position changed.
The whole classroom was silent.
He gave a brief introduction without any fanfare.
It's basically a question-and-answer format.
At first the students were very reserved.
Question: "How did you spend your senior year? Was it stressful?"
Xi Siyan replied: "I didn't make it to the third year of high school. I was recommended for the physics competition in my second year of high school."
There was a sound of people sucking in their breath.
Question: “Will studying be easy for you?”
Xi Siyan replied: "Behind any seemingly remarkable result, it is not easy. I also feel very tired sometimes." Then he changed the subject and said, "But relatively speaking, studying is not too difficult for me."
…
There was muttering at the back door.
"Xi Gou is still like this... it's so infuriating that it's killing me."
"Will his words really not make these students become autistic?"
As a result, the atmosphere in the classroom became more and more lively and exciting.
Problems began to arise.
"What should I do if I don't know how to write an essay in Chinese?"
“Is there any quick way to memorize it?”
"How old are you this year, Senior?"
"What should I do if my family objects to my being with my girlfriend?"
"Senior, have you ever had a premature love affair?"
To the last question, Xi Siyan nodded: "Of course."
Amidst the table-slamming, screaming, and Lao Xiang's warning gaze, Xi Siyan glanced at the seat at the last row of the classroom, raised his chin and said, "The student sleeping there." When the boy in school uniform was pushed awake and raised his head, Xi Siyan asked, "At this time, that seat is the only one in the classroom that can get sunlight. It's very comfortable to sleep, right?"
The boy looked confused, and others thought he was unhappy that someone was sleeping at this time. Then Xi Siyan suddenly said, "The person I liked back then was sitting right there."
"Hold."
"Alas--"
"Senior is awesome!"
"Lao Xiang is going to eat people."
All emotions in and outside the classroom reached their peak at this moment.
Chen Mo leaned against the back door, pushed up his glasses, and looked at the person on the stage. The silhouettes cast by the afternoon sun in the classroom seemed to have returned to that year when Chen Mo came back with water and he was on the stage to organize discipline in place of the teacher.
Later, the students asked many more questions.
"So have you broken up with the person you like or are you still together?"
"What is she/he doing now?" and so on.
Xi Siyan did not respond.
But when the exchange ended that day, the students rushed out the door and lay on the balcony.
I saw the person who was on the podium ten minutes ago, standing next to someone of the same height and long legs, who looked like the ideal partner of every boy and girl with a lot on their mind. They left side by side, in a crowd of classmates, and no one could get in on the special atmosphere around them.
Chen Mo didn't pay attention to what was happening behind him.
But at the dinner that night, Xi Siyan could not escape the fate of being forced to drink.
After all, they were in the same class, and everyone knew that Chen Mo sat in the back row of the experimental class from his second year of high school until graduation.
Those who didn't believe that they were really in a relationship before said that they were not considerate enough.
Xi Siyan never refused any drink offered to him without changing his expression, and his drinking capacity was bottomless.
On the contrary, Chen Mo, who was at the most crowded place, accidentally drank a cup of depth charge. When Xi Siyan looked back and saw it, his face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.
The man who passed the wine to Chen Mo and lied to him was startled, "What's wrong?"
"He just had surgery for gastric bleeding before the New Year." Xi Siyan gritted his teeth.
He threw his coat towards Qi Lin, carried Chen Mo out, and went to the bathroom.
"Do you want to vomit?" Xi Siyan asked with a frown beside the sink.
Chen Mo simply washed his hands and looked at him sideways. Under his glasses, there was a little bit of heat from the smell of alcohol, but he didn't look drunk. He leaned against the table and shook his head, "No. Don't be so exaggerated. It's been a long time since the operation."
Xi Siyan did not relax. He rolled up his sleeves and called someone to bring in some medicine.
Chen Mo leaned over and waited for him to finish, then asked, "Do you want to go back?"
"No." Xi Siyan looked back, "Let's get the medicine and say hello to Lao Xiang, then we'll leave."
Chen Mo stood up and kissed her without any warning.
He hooked his hand around the person's neck and pushed Xi Siyan back to the wall next to the sink. He took full control and pushed his tongue inside, entangled in a random manner.
Xi Siyan didn't react at first, but soon kissed back, and when the kiss gradually subsided, Xi Siyan held Chen Mo's neck and pulled him away a little, took off his glasses, and said in a hoarse voice: "You said you were fine, but you're drunk."
"Just one glass." Chen Mo sneered. He didn't know why, but his mind suddenly recalled the project social event in his previous life. He had originally blacked out and couldn't remember anything, but now he vaguely remembered hanging by Xi Siyan's neck on the street, and being pushed away by him when he was so drunk.
Chen Mo was half-dazed and half-awake. He reached out to kiss her again and said, "You were so heartless before." He got closer and said vaguely, "Don't push me away this time. Kiss me."
Xi Siyan somehow knew what he was talking about and was immediately hurt.
It wasn't just because Chen Mo was too straightforward and proactive, but also because Xi Siyan finally felt that there was a gap between himself and that person, which led to a subtle dissatisfaction.
He pressed forward with gravity, and his breathing became unsteady.
That night, the two people did not return to the private room for the party.
Finally, the group received a message that they had left first.
Some unwilling people bombarded them, saying that it was not right for them to run so fast.
Ask them where they are and come back quickly.
Chen Mo absolutely could not go back, because when his cell phone kept ringing in the gap of the sofa, his hair was wet and his whole body was pressed against the glass window, trapped in that small space in a posture with no way to escape, and he lost his dignity.
The white shirt on his body was messy and wrinkled on his wrists.
In sharp contrast to Xi Siyan's full set of clothes still on his body, Chen Mo's white skin around his waist and back of his neck were all covered with ambiguous red marks. His palms pressed against the glass window, pressed hard until they turned white, and were covered and taken away by another big hand, leaving only a few wet fingerprints that indicated a madness that overwhelmed him. His voice had long been hoarse, without the clear and melodious voice that he had when he talked on the stage at school during the day. The sound that leaked out from the corners of his mouth made people's scalps numb.
However, from the back of the two people, they were not in the residence of Genting Bay. Instead, it was the house that Chen Mo rented from Xi Siyan outside the school.
Although he hasn't been back for many years, it has not affected Xi Siyan's early preparations. The layout of the house is similar to the past, and it is even brighter and more livable.
Chen Mo had nowhere to hide in such bright light.
Looking at the shadow reflected in the glass window, he grabbed Xi Siyan's arm and asked him awkwardly, "This is the only glass window in the whole house that you built, just for this moment?"
Xi Siyan brought him slightly away from the cold glass surface, pressed on his lower abdomen and bit Chen Mo's ear, saying hoarsely: "No, look outside."
Chen Mo groaned and looked out through his wet eyelids.
Only now did he realize that part of the No. 1 Middle School's teaching building could be seen from this position. Chen Mo could see that the senior high school classroom was still brightly lit, and it even reminded him of the scene when he was sitting in the classroom for evening self-study.
Standing here, I don’t seem to feel any regrets.
Those are just unforgettable memories from youth, but they are far from the end.
But Chen Mo just felt shame for no reason at this moment, and forced himself to say: "Let go."
"Why?" Xi Siyan restrained him, pushed one of his legs apart, and teased: "Give me a reason?"
"I have to meet a client tomorrow."
"Are you sure you're not afraid of being seen?"
Chen Mo turned his head, not realizing how out of control he was at the moment, and said, "You are very perverted, squad leader Xi."
There was joy in Xi Siyan's deep laughter, but there was danger in his eyes.
"One-way glass baby."
Mr. Xi would never be willing to do that.
I'm afraid he's going to dig out the person's eyes.
The whispers we exchanged gradually faded away.
The remaining increasingly ambiguous movements, with Chen Mo's unexpected groan, began to heat up the house again.
The smart voice broadcast that Xisiyan ordered from Xinrui sounded in the bedroom at 9 o'clock in the evening: tomorrow's weather will be sunny, the highest temperature will be 28 degrees Celsius, and the air quality will be excellent. It is suitable for traveling, tourism, marriage, and spending time with the people you love.
For some people, missing out is a lifetime.
Some people never look back after passing by.
Because I can’t let go, because I love you, because it’s you.
Some people are just right, and every day from now on is their prime.
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