"I will" or "I will not", Fu Jia almost never said this.
Disregarding the quarrels, usually only when the children are arguing about buying something in the mall, they will say to the elders: "I want this."
In Fu Jia's memory, Lin Fengxun is the person who said this most often, Because he knows that he has the right to be willful, and the elders will always indulge him.
For Fu Jia, Lu Qi'an is neither his elder nor will he condone his waywardness.
He said that because he couldn't bear it.
After a short thought, Lu Qi'an gave the answer: "No." The
expected answer.
Although he wanted it, Fu Jia was still very disappointed.
"Then…" He opened his mouth and couldn't continue.
What else could he say, should he change the condition to be among the top five in the class? This is simply a fantasy. If Fu Jia can reach this level before graduation, he will wake up laughing from his dreams.
After much deliberation, I could only say: "Then just pretend I didn't say it."
After a few seconds, Lu Qi'an hummed.
This declared the end of the conversation between the two.
The results of the sixth middle school weekly exam are usually announced on the next Monday, but it doesn't matter to Fu Jia whether he gets the result, so he doesn't care about it.
During the two days of the weekend, Fu Jia studied and made friends in a well-behaved manner. He forced himself to forget about Lu Qi'an and the Lin family, and put down his vigilance towards the people around him as much as possible, and everything became handy.
With the help of Datou, he made more friends in the class, and went to eat hot pot off-campus with his roommate halfway through. During the period, the roommates learned that Fu Jia was the oldest and gave him the nickname "Boss Fu".
The big head is much more nervous. As the class monitor, he was under a lot of pressure. No. 6 Middle School is a school that values academics. No matter how strong Datou is in other aspects, as long as his studies are not up to standard, he will be an unqualified monitor in the eyes of the teachers.
On Monday, the big head did not read the report card immediately after he got it, but turned it over and pressed it on the table, chanting words, and worshiped all the gods and Buddhas that Fu Jia had heard of but had never heard of.
Finally, he turned over the report card –
ranked third in the class.
Datou let out a wow, and covered his mouth that couldn't close the smile.
Fu Jia looked down at her report card: 18th place.
The mood fell to the bottom in an instant.
He estimated very accurately, even though Lu Qi'an circled him the finale question with the highest score in the math test, he could only enter the top 20. And this top 20 is still very reluctant, English is just a chance to fly over the passing line at a low altitude.
The big head was holding the report card and hugging him, showing off to the surroundings, and finally moved to Fu Jia's hand, wanting to peek at his report card, Fu Jia quickly crumpled the report card into a ball of paper and held it in his palm .
"What's the matter? I think you study so hard, you can't fail the exam, show me!" Datou said with a smile.
Fu Jia hid the ball of paper even deeper: "My ranking is counting backwards faster than going up, so don't ask." The
big head thought he was joking: "Impossible, show me quickly." The
big head didn't mean to make fun of it Fu Jia, he really thinks that Fu Jia's grades are good.
He is not the only one in this class who thinks so. In the first week of the sixth middle school, Fu Jia worked so hard that it was outrageous. In spare time, others would chat, play ball and play PSP, and those who are more obedient would occasionally read extracurricular books. Only Fu Jia would sit at the desk and study all the time, and he would not take a rest on his own initiative if no one asked him to play. This makes the big head often feel guilty when he asks Fu Jia to play together.
After getting in touch with Fu Jia for a while, Datou was even more surprised, because Fu Jia didn't have any bad habits, nor did he have any hobbies after school. He doesn't smoke or drink, and he hasn't touched video games; he hasn't touched basketball football, and he hasn't even played with a racing toy.
The big head can only draw one conclusion: Fu Jia's family education is very strict.
The more Fu Jia hid, the more curious the big head became. He asked Fu Jia for the report card without hesitation for the whole three classes in the morning.
The fourth class is a physical education class, and the whole class has to leave the classroom to go to the track and field class. Fu Jia put the vocabulary cards he made into his pocket and was about to go to class, but when he turned his head slightly, he saw the big hand reaching for his desk furtively.
"Hey…" Datou touched the back of his head and smiled awkwardly.
Fu Jia sighed, took out the balled report card, spread it out carefully, and flattened the folds with her thumb.
"Look." Fu Jia handed the report card to Datou, "I'm only 18th, I'm embarrassed to show it to you."
Datou took it over and quickly saw the word "18". But he reacted quickly, without showing any surprise, but said with a smile: "It's the first weekly exam this semester, next time you will improve, next time you will improve, and you see, the math questions this time are so difficult, why don't you take the exam?" It's very good."
"Really?" Fu Jia took back the report card and put it in his pocket. The big head definitely didn't expect that Lu Qi'an had given him a thorough answer. If the big head had also reviewed that question in advance, he might be able to take the first place in the exam.
The big head patted Fu Jia on the back encouragingly, hugged him, and called other friends to go to class together.
In terms of regulations, the first half of the physical education class needs to obey the teacher's arrangement, and the whole class will do collective activities. Many teachers will take advantage of the opportunity to reduce the time for group activities, thereby reducing their own working hours, but the physical education teachers in Fu Jia's class are the ones who win the pennant every year, so it is said that half a class is half a class, not too much and not too much. will be less.
After the assembly, he directed the whole class to run a 180-meter warm-up.
The girls were full of resentment, but they were powerless to resist. They could only ask the teacher to run ahead of the boys, and then slow down the team as much as possible.
Under the leadership of the female students, the whole class ran slowly from the east end of the track and field to the west end. This side is near the indoor gymnasium, and the basketball court is also here. Fu Jia looked over inadvertently, and was stunned when he saw it.
He has tried very hard to control himself: don't think about Lu Qi'an, don't think about it all the time.
He didn't expect to see Lu Qi'an here. Is he in gym class too, why didn't I see him last Monday?
Lu Qi'an didn't play on the court, but stood on the side with Li Qinhe. At this moment, a girl ran over from the side, first handed a bottle of water to Li Qinhe, and then another to Lu Qi'an.
Lu Qi'an took the water bottle and said something in a low voice, it should be thank you from the shape of his mouth.
Fu Jia lost his mind, and his pace slowed down. The male student behind didn't pay attention, and stepped on Fu Jia's heel.
"Hiss…"
He gasped in pain.
The male classmate who stepped on him was startled, and quickly helped him to walk aside. Fu Jia limped out of the queue after him, and couldn't help squatting down.
The male classmate followed him and squatted down: "I'm sorry, are you not injured?"
Fu Jia took a look, and saw that the place where he was stepped on was torn, and there was a little bit of blood oozing, but it was not a big problem. He knew it wasn't someone else's fault, he was distracted first, so he waved his hand, untied the shoelaces, half covered the injured part and lifted the heel of the shoe back: "It's okay, it's just that the heel is off."
Wear it back At that time, the shoe rubbed against the wound, and Fu Jia shivered in pain. He resisted crying and stood up as if nothing happened.
The male student breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That's good, let's run and chase them."
"Okay." Fu Jia nodded.
The male classmate started running first, and Fu Jia followed behind him, feeling unbearable pain every step he ran.
He tried his best to be patient, so that his steps seemed to be in order.
He didn't want Lu Qi'an to find out that such a stupid thing happened to him. Even if Lu Qi'an has only a small chance of noticing his movement here, he still has to pay attention to every step he runs.
Keep your steps brisk and your back straight.
Run better.
He raised his hand, pretending to wipe the sweat off his forehead, and looked at Lu Qi'an under cover, but unexpectedly found that Lu Qi'an was also looking at him.
This is rare. It wasn't that he looked over first and waited for Lu Qian to look over, but he turned his head without hope and bumped into Lu Qian's eyes.
With a quick glance, Fu Jia seemed to be able to read his eyes.
It seemed to be saying:
"Fu Jia, come here."
Fu Jia quickly retracted her gaze and stared straight ahead, but couldn't focus for a long time, and even her steps were a little vain.
When did Lu Qi'an notice this?
The stadium is so big, it makes no sense for Lu Qi'an to see him among the crowd. Could it be that Lu Qi'an heard him yelling when his foot was stepped on?
Fu Jia quickened his pace, and soon turned around the corner of the track, leaving the basketball court behind him, but he was too concerned about his back, almost all the hairs on his back stood up, a little itchy, making him want to scratch a catch.
The gaze this time was very similar to the one when Fu Jia met Lu Qi'an on the basketball court on the first day of school.
At that time, Fu Jia's feeling was not so clear, and he didn't even believe that he and Lu Qi'an were really looking at each other. When he realized it, he had already taken steps to run towards him.
He dared then, why not today?
Fu Jia was out of breath, raised her hand and beat her chest, and while helping herself to breathe, she stopped.
If you leave the team without permission and don't ask the teacher for instructions, you will definitely be scolded and even deducted points if you are found out.
However, Fu Jia can no longer control so much.
He took a deep breath, then turned around, and was about to go to find Lu Qi'an, but found that Lu Qi'an was no longer there. He was a little dazed, looked under the basketball hoop, and then pushed his gaze forward –
he saw Lu Qi'an walking towards him.
Walking over…
how…how how how come over?
Fu Jia turned back like a top, and her shoulders shrank.
It took two seconds before he realized what an obvious and stupid thing he had done.
"Fu Jia?" It was Lu Qi'an's voice.
Fu Jia turned around stiffly and faced him.
The distance between them is less than three steps. Fu Jia looked up and saw Lu Qi'an's eyebrows and eyes clearly. This undoubtedly had a huge impact on Fu Jia who always thought that Lu Qi'an would not move beside the basketball hoop.
Fu Jia's brain was congested and empty, and he couldn't hold back a word.
Lu Qi'an frowned slightly, and looked down to his feet. He also came to the physical education class, and this class last week was occupied by other teachers, so he didn't know that Fu Jia's physical education class was on the same time as his.
Seeing Fu Jia here is a coincidence. He and Li Qinhe didn't play ball before, and stood aside to rest, which made Li Qinhe feel bored, so he just watched the girls running on the track as a pastime. It happened that Fu Jia's class ran over, and the girl was still running in front, which made Li Qinhe very excited, and bumped Lu Qi'an's shoulder for him to watch too.
Lu Qi'an didn't have any interest in Li Qin and the things he was passionate about, so he casually glanced over there, saw Fu Jia unexpectedly, and his eyes froze there.
How long did it last, Lu Qi'an didn't calculate it. He didn't open his eyes before Fu Jia noticed him, but he kept paying attention to that side, so he didn't miss the fact that Fu Jia was stepped on because of distraction, and he didn't miss the fact that his heel was exposed when he squatted down. red.
"Go to the infirmary when you're injured, why do you keep running?" Lu Qi'an's tone was somewhat reproachful.
Fu Jia didn't know that he saw it, and said, "I'm not hurt."
Lu Qi'an frowned even deeper. His complexion was ugly at first, but now it is even more obvious.
He didn't speak, just squatted down, reached out and untied Fu Jia's shoelace.
Fu Jia straightened his arms and stood there like a nail, not daring to move.
After untying the shoelaces, Lu Qi'an put his fingers against Fu Jia's heels lightly, and said, "Take your feet out."
Fu Jia shook his head desperately: "No…" If it wasn't for Lu Qi'an's fingers on his shoes , he might run as fast as he can, and run a dozen steps away to find an excellent position where he can hear Lu Qi'an clearly but can't see his face clearly.
Fu Jia lowered her head with complicated emotions, while Lu Qi'an squatted in front of him, raised her head, and looked at him with unpleasant eyes.
It's been ten years since we met each other for the first time, and this is the first time –
"Take it out."
Lu Qi'an repeated again.
Fu Jia closed her eyes, unable to bear it.
For the first time, Lu Qi'an was looking up at him…
Seeing Lu Qi'an from such an angle was completely different from usual. The arc connecting the brow bone and the bridge of the nose is highlighted, and the eye sockets look extraordinarily deep. In such eye sockets are a pair of upward-looking eyes. The corners of the eyes and the tails of the eyebrows are raised together, which are somewhat sharp.
Fu Jia had never been so fascinated by it like now, he was uncontrollable, obediently pulled his foot out of the shoe like a marionette.
He didn't care if it was in public or not, and he didn't care if his feet smelled after wearing sneakers all morning, he couldn't care.
Lu Qi'an supported the front of Fu Jia's ankle, looked at the back of the ankle and heel, and could see the bloody wound clearly without taking off the socks.
This was not the case, but Fu Jia ran more than half a circle wearing shoes after being injured, and the wound was rubbed by the not soft shoes, which more than doubled the deterioration.
Looking at the shoes again, the large blood stains inside made all this look even more tragic.
Fu Jia moved her foot, trying to hide her injured foot behind the other leg. Although he didn't smell it, but the weather is still hot and he has exercised again. How could there be no smell on his feet?
"Don't look at it…" Fu Jia said, "It didn't hurt anything, it doesn't hurt."
He really didn't feel any pain, and even felt that the front of the ankle touched by Lu Qi'an was getting hot, which made him even more concerned.
Lu Qi'an let go of his hands in silence, stood up, turned his back to Fu Jia, and said, "I'll carry you to the infirmary."
Fu Jia was a little dazed.
He didn't cry and the pain seemed to be gone. But now some people think he will hurt.
In an instant, the pain from the wound surged up like a tide.
He hummed in a low voice.
Lu Qi'an bent his knees and lowered his body so that Fu Jia could put his hands on his shoulders.
Fu Jia's movements were very careful, she didn't dare to touch Lu Qi'an, she leaned back, not sticking to him, and only grabbed the clothes on his shoulders.
Lu Qi'an was very decisive, and directly supported the back of Fu Jia's thigh with both hands.
Fu Jia felt that the place he touched was itchy and numb, and she dared not approach him even more.
"You lean forward, you won't be able to recite it like this." Lu Qi'an said.
Fu Jia blushed, and hugged his neck weakly with her hands.
"Lean forward."
Fu Jia slowly leaned forward a centimeter.
"…" Lu Qi was silent for a moment, then suddenly began to use force to lift him up. Fu Jia's center of gravity was unstable, and she fell backwards, almost falling, subconsciously tightened her arms, and pressed them tightly against his back.
"Hold on?" Lu Qi'an asked.
They stuck together without gaps, and when one spoke, the other could feel the vibration of the other's body.
The same goes for the heartbeat, Fu Jia thought. His heart was beating so fast, Lu Qi'an must have felt it.
"No…" Fu Jia said, hugging him even tighter.