70. It’s snowing
The next day, after dinner in the school cafeteria, Xu Wenqiang went to the classroom on the top floor of Grade 12 as usual. Usually, she arrived early, but this time, when she opened the classroom door, she found that Xiao Cheng had arrived earlier than her.
Xiao Cheng lay slumped over the table, motionless. Xu Wenqiang tiptoed over and found him asleep. Without calling him, she took out her previously completed Chinese reading comprehension homework and began to look through it.
I had just read for a while, before finishing the second article, when I heard Xiao Cheng's low, hoarse voice beside me, "When did you come?"
Xu Wenqiang looked at Xiao Cheng and found that he looked tired. "Xiao Cheng, did you not sleep well last night?"
Xiao Cheng straightened up lazily, propping up his head with one hand as he looked at Xu Wenqiang. "I don't know who said yesterday that you might stay over at my house tonight, so I waited until late last night."
Xu Wenqiang then remembered that she had said this yesterday morning when she had breakfast at Xiao Cheng's house. She had never expected that Xiao Cheng had actually been waiting for her.
Thinking back to last night, when she was drinking and eating at Grandpa Li's house, but Xiao Cheng was left alone in the empty room, Xu Wenqiang naturally felt very sorry and couldn't help but complain, "You already gave me the key, why are you still waiting for me?"
"You mean, I'm being self-indulgent and asking for trouble by staying up late to wait for you?" Xiao Cheng said with a half-smile.
"That's not what I meant." Xu Wenqiang felt aggrieved. These people who were good at Chinese were really amazing. Not only could they use idioms fluently, but they also used them in such a way that made people feel ashamed.
"I've caused you enough trouble," Xu Wenqiang said muffledly, leaning on the table. "I don't want to make you unable to sleep well."
Seeing Xu Wenqiang was serious, Xiao Cheng, who had been trying to tease her, could only comfort her and say, "Don't worry, your troubles are nothing to me. And you don't have to worry about whether I sleep well or not. That's not your responsibility."
After hearing the last sentence, Xu Wenqiang felt very uncomfortable.
"Who is responsible then?" she asked.
Xiao Cheng was also stunned by her question. After coming to his senses, he curled up the corner of his mouth into a smile, "Why, do you want to take responsibility?"
Xiao Cheng had a joking look on his face, but there was unquestionable seriousness in his eyes, as if he really wanted to ask Xu Wenqiang for a promise that "you will be responsible for me."
Xu Wenqiang was in a panic. "I can only take responsibility for my studies now, so I can't take responsibility for you yet. But maybe I can take responsibility for you in the future. So in order to be able to take responsibility for you in the future, I can only concentrate on my studies now. So let's start studying."
In Xu Wenqiang's incoherent words, Xiao Cheng heard the key point: she mentioned the future.
"Then wait until later?" Xiao Cheng looked at Xu Wenqiang, his tone full of expectation and temptation.
"Okay, later." Xu Wenqiang agreed in a daze.
"It's settled then." Xiao Cheng smiled, looking triumphant.
Xu Wenqiang felt that she had agreed rashly. When she wanted to say something, Xiao Cheng had already changed the subject. "Last night, after you got home, did you quarrel with your mother again?"
Speaking of Xu Yanmei, Xu Wenqiang sighed, "It can't be considered a quarrel, it can only be considered a reconciliation. After all, I can't interfere in her life. Arguing with her and making a fuss is of no use. I can only choose to be a quiet bystander, watching from the sidelines."
Xiao Cheng nodded approvingly, "Your choice is not wrong. Even if they are blood relatives, you still have the final say in your own life."
"Yes, all I have the final say on now are the textbooks and test questions in front of me," said Xu Wenqiang.
"In that case, shall we start today's make-up class?"
"Let's get started."
The setting sun outside the window had disappeared without a trace, and the light in the classroom had dimmed. Xiao Cheng got up to turn on the light, then came back and sat next to Xu Wenqiang, watching her lower her head to do the Chinese test he had prepared for her.
Xu Wenqiang's short hair had grown a lot longer, and it was a bit annoying when it fell in front of her eyes. She would raise her hand from time to time to push the hair in front of her forehead behind her ears, but after her hand fell, some of the hair would still fall back in front of her eyes.
"Xu Wenqiang, it seems like you need a haircut." Xiao Cheng whispered.
Xu Wenqiang said "hmm" without looking up.
Xiao Cheng smiled and said, "It's okay."
There were only two people in the classroom. One was looking at the questions carefully, and the other was looking at people carefully. Everyone looked very serious.
It snowed for two days during the final exams at the end of the year.
Xu Wenqiang didn't dare to be distracted until there were more than ten minutes left before the end of the last exam. She raised her head and looked at the heavy snow falling outside the window.
This kind of weather is suitable for people with a sense of sentiment to appreciate poetry and painting, and for talented people to study poetry and songs, but it is not suitable for people who want to make a living and work hard to make money.
In such weather, the farmers' market must be deserted, especially Xu Yanmei's seafood business, which must be terrible.
But even if there are not many people, people in the market will probably still do the same as usual, stocking up on goods early, cursing the damn weather, hunching their necks and shivering their hands and feet, setting up their stalls in the freezing cold, and waiting for business to come.
Yesterday, Xu Wenqiang told Xu Yanmei to wear knee braces, but I don't know if she did. Xu Yanmei has arthritis, and the pain is especially severe in this kind of weather.
"Please check carefully!" the invigilator warned sternly.
Xu Wenqiang immediately withdrew her gaze and refocused on the final inspection.
After the exam, everyone returned to the classroom one after another.
After the exam, no one in the classroom was reading or doing homework anymore; everyone was chatting and chatting. The snow had stopped, and outside was a pure white world covered in silver.
Fu Dongqing walked into the classroom and told everyone to return to school in three days to check their grades, then he called everyone out to sweep the snow.
"Before school is over, everyone should sweep the snow in front of the classroom door."
"knew."
Everyone was excited. In the minds of these students who had just finished their exams, "snow sweeping" meant having snowball fights, building snowmen, chasing each other, and letting off steam...
Xu Wenqiang had no interest in sweeping the snow, but when she saw that most people were playing and only Su Xiaoshan and several class committee members were sweeping the snow hard, she couldn't bear it and started sweeping the snow with a broom.
"Hey, Xu Wenqiang!"
Xu Wenqiang looked over and saw a snowball thrown straight at her face.
Xu Wenqiang wiped the snow off her face and found Gao Zhe squatting on the ground, making the second snowball, smiling proudly at her while doing so.
"Xu Wenqiang, squat down!" Lin Tong's voice came from behind.
Xu Wenqiang squatted on the ground, and then heard Gao Zhe call out, "Xu Wenqiang, Lin Tong, you two are actually cooperating."
Xu Wenqiang and Lin Tong smiled at each other and clapped their hands.
Gao Zhe was naturally unconvinced. Just as he was about to throw the snowball in his hand, Su Xiaoshan pulled him away and said, "Gao Zhe, you are a class committee member. Stop playing with us and hurry up to sweep the snow."
"Squad leader, after I finish throwing this one..." Gao Zhe's snowball fell to the ground.
Xu Wenqiang was about to continue sweeping the snow, but then she remembered that she hadn't seen Xiao Cheng since she left the classroom, so she couldn't help but start looking for him in the crowd. She then found him making a snowman with a few boys and a group of girls from the class.
"You don't even know how to help sweep the snow." Xu Wenqiang muttered and continued to sweep the snow.
"Xiao Cheng, your snowman is so cute!" a girl exclaimed.
"I think it's cute when I see it." A boy also said.
Xiao Cheng smiled and looked in the direction of Xu Wenqiang, and found that she was bending over and sweeping the snow.
"Let's go and sweep the snow, otherwise it would be too much of an insult to the class committee," said Xiao Cheng.
"That's right. Let's go sweep the snow." Someone immediately echoed.
Xiao Cheng walked over to Xu Wenqiang and reached out to take Xu Wenqiang's tools. "Let me do it."
Xu Wenqiang didn't let go, but said with a cold face and a bad tone, "Why, you don't want to make a snowman anymore?"
"Many people are making snowmen, why are you angry?" Xiao Cheng looked innocent.
Xu Wenqiang couldn't explain where her anger came from, so she turned around and was about to leave.
"Wait a minute." Xiao Cheng held her back.
Xu Wenqiang was walking in a hurry, and when Xiao Cheng pulled her, she stumbled, her feet slipped, and she fell to the ground. Xiao Cheng reached out to help her, but he didn't expect that he would also fall to the ground due to Xu Wenqiang's drag.
When the people around saw them fall, they all laughed unceremoniously.
Amidst everyone's laughter, Xu Wenqiang found herself falling on Xiao Cheng.
"I'm sorry." Xu Wenqiang apologized in a low voice, pressing her hand on Xiao Cheng's chest and trying to get up.
Xiao Cheng groaned.
Xu Wenqiang quickly stopped and asked, "Did I hurt you?"
Xiao Cheng closed his eyes and said nothing.
"Xiao Cheng, what's wrong with you?" Xu Wenqiang was really anxious. "Did you fall somewhere?"
Xiao Cheng slowly opened his eyes, looked at Xu Wenqiang, and suddenly smiled, "I was just kidding."
Xu Wenqiang was stunned, then became angry and embarrassed. After standing up, she picked up the snow and rushed towards Xiao Cheng.
"Xu Wenqiang, it's okay, it's okay..." Xiao Cheng had no choice but to hide while crawling up from the ground.
Xu Wenqiang didn't care and continued to throw snow at Xiao Cheng.
Gao Zhe, who was sweeping the snow over there, looked at Xiao Cheng and Xu Wenqiang playing and sighed enviously.
Su Xiaoshan withdrew his gaze and concentrated on sweeping the snow in front of him.
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