Monday's class was still lively. The teacher spoke passionately at the podium and the students below responded enthusiastically.
Just wait until the break, the class becomes restless.
Everyone simply took out the peace apples or the packaged paper boxes and handed them to their good friends without hesitation, laughing and joking.
The most eye-catching thing is that from time to time, a girl would stand at the door and ask the students near the door, "Is Zhou Mingzheng from your class here? Can you help me call him?"
That morning, Zhou Mingzheng was called to the classroom several times without any help.
Through the glass window, Liang Qiyun could only see Zhou Mingzheng's handsome back, and the girl's slightly shy expression, like a delicate flower about to bloom.
She saw the girl was full of anticipation, raised her hands and handed Zhou Mingzheng a small red square box, her little mouth opened and closed but it was unclear what she was saying.
But you can probably guess what they are talking about.
Liang Qiyun lowered her head and stared at the textbooks on the desk.
She couldn't tell what it felt like.
I feel sad, but also think it is natural.
Zhou Mingzheng is excellent, he is very good and deserves everyone's love.
Not long after, someone sat down next to me.
Then I heard Tang Di's excited voice, and I knew that he was turning around and gossiping.
He asked, "Zhou Mingzheng, you actually confiscated the peace apple that someone gave you?"
Confiscated?
Liang Qiyun's attention was immediately drawn to him, and she quietly pricked up her ears, wanting to listen to what the boy would say.
The clear voice came along with the sound of the wind, a little chilly, and a slight joy surged up from my heart.
He said frankly, "Why would you pick peace apples when you don't know who they are? It will only cause trouble if you do."
Liang Qiyun couldn't help but curl up the corners of her mouth.
This morning, Zhou Mingzheng rejected all the girls who came to him to give him peace apples.
This behavior stunned those classmates who wanted to give peace apples to their classmates, as they were afraid of being rejected.
Adolescent girls are shy and just sending peace apples will drain their courage.
How embarrassing would it be if this was rejected?
But in the afternoon, I don't know who started it, but most people took advantage of the fact that Zhou Mingzheng was not at home after school and put the peace apple directly in his desk drawer.
The girls in the class directly brought the peace apples and placed them on his desk, without avoiding Liang Qiyun.
Liang Qiyun could only pretend not to care and not look.
Because there was a rule in L that students could not visit other classes, when the girls from other classes came in the afternoon, they would directly ask the students near the door for help and stuff the peace apples into Zhou Mingzheng's desk drawer.
Liang Qiyun looked over and could see that in addition to the peace apples, there were also various chocolate candies on the table.
Colorful, just like the most beautiful thoughts of a young girl in her prime years.
The classroom was quite busy at 5:40, and from time to time someone would bring something and put it on Zhou Mingzheng's desk.
By six o'clock, there were fewer people in the classroom.
The only ones left were those students who, as usual, did not go out for dinner or return to the dormitory at this fixed time.
Most of them were in the front row, absorbed in reading and rarely looking back.
Only Liang Qiyun was left in the back row.
Even the corridor outside was deserted and quiet.
Liang Qiyun turned around, reached into the schoolbag slung behind the chair, and reluctantly took out the paper box that she had prepared in advance.
After making sure that no one around would see it, she carefully stuffed the gift into Zhou Mingzheng's desk drawer.
Secretly.
This kind of kindness is not something that can be seen by others.
Just like she didn't write her name at the end of the greeting card.
The cardboard box was stuffed into the drawer.
Compared with other exquisite paper boxes, it is not very conspicuous.
After doing all this, Liang Qiyun sat back in her seat and continued to read with her head down.
Although he seemed to be immersed in the sea of books without distraction, his mind was actually in a mess.
She wondered what Zhou Mingzheng would do with these gifts when he returned.
After all, the desk is a mess now, and he rejected all of them this morning.
The boy is polite and has always been liked for the way he treats others.
In the class, most of the students have a good relationship with him and they have a lot of fun chatting with him.
But in fact, he was also afraid of trouble, just like he said to Tang Di, "Why would you pick peace apples without knowing the people? It would only cause trouble if you picked them."
Huang Xiyun was the fastest to come back among all the students around. When she saw the things on Zhou Mingzheng's desk, she smiled and said, "As long as you want to give it, there is always a way."
She saw Liang Qiyun just smiling shyly and sighed inwardly.
With Qiyun's shy personality, she probably didn't give her the peace apple.
Liang Qiyu couldn't remember what Zhou Mingzheng's expression was when he came back that day and saw the table full of peace apples.
She only remembered that the boy shook his head helplessly, then put all the gifts into the only eco-friendly bag and placed it in the gap between their seats.
She didn't know how it was handled in the end.
That night, the night was beautiful.
Zhou Mingzheng was still the same as usual. He would twirl his pen while thinking during evening self-study, and would skip questions in his Chinese homework whenever possible.
After a period of evening self-study, Zhou Mingzheng habitually turned sideways and read towards the aisle on his side.
Liang Qiyun stood up and put on her schoolbag. She looked at the boy's back for a long time, and finally said, "See you tomorrow."
The words "Merry Christmas Eve" were never uttered.
The idea of "spending New Year's Eve together" had not yet become popular that year, but because there was a three-day holiday for New Year's Day the next day, L Middle School still ended school one class early on Wednesday afternoon.
Liang Qiyun, as usual, stayed in the classroom to do homework after school.
Dad Liang Kangcheng will have to pick her up from the classroom later today.
The classmates left in twos and threes.
Huang Xiyun has already left.
Zhou Mingzheng first went back to the dormitory to pick up his suitcase, and now he is back in the classroom carrying his schoolbag.
Even though he usually had a quick mind, was familiar with textbook knowledge, and could finish his homework quickly, his schoolbag was still bulging this time.
The homework for the three-day New Year’s Day holiday is no joke.
The teachers in L Middle School have never been lenient in this regard, and they always hand out piles of papers.
Before leaving, he greeted Liang Qiyun as usual, "Then I'll leave first."
"Okay, see you next year."
Liang Qiyun heard the sound, turned sideways to look at the young man, and said with a smile.
She has curved eyebrows and a faint smile in her clear eyes. Her dimples are particularly conspicuous and very attractive.
Perhaps because she had heard too many classmates say goodbye to each other with "see you next year", Liang Qiyun had been brewing this sentence on her tongue for a long time before she could say it calmly at this moment.
It is not the familiar "See you tomorrow", but "See you next year" which implies a bright future.
I hope that next year they can still see each other every year like they do today.
Zhou Mingzheng suddenly smiled and nodded, "See you next year then."
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