She looked at the classmates below, but it seemed as if they were not in her eyes at all, but her eyes just happened to stop at this space.
Sister Shang raised her voice: "Students, we will have a transfer student this semester, and we will have a year to get to know each other. Would you like Jiang Nao to introduce yourself to everyone?"
There was thunderous applause below.
After the applause ended, Jiang Nao on the podium said softly: "My name is Jiang Nao, Meng Jiangnu's Jiang, I am making trouble unreasonably, thank you all."
The voice is flat, distant, and quiet, like a virgin who is detached from the world and independent.
A second later, there was still thunderous applause.
There is no way, she is beautiful, and her temperament is too great, just like the young ladies in those movies and TV shows.
Some people's expressions looked a little strange.
Because they remember someone asked them a question just now.
Have you ever seen Jiang Nao?
"Ahem! Let's do this for now. Student Jiang Nao, just sit next to... Feng Wuli. There happens to be an empty seat next to him. Get ready for class."
She looked at the class and asked, "What's your first class?"
"Chinese."
"Okay! Be honest! Don't be angry with your teacher Su, especially your Feng Wuli. The essay you wrote last time and my Chinese teacher's understanding of human nature almost made Teacher Su angry. You are so angry." Talking?"
She stepped back with three steps.
Jiang Nao just walked over quietly and nodded towards Feng Wuli.
"Hello."
Even the social pretense was avoided, and he just said hello and sat down next to him, but this hello still brought Feng Wuli back to his senses.
"Hello……"
He asked uncertainly: "Do you need me to introduce myself too?"
Jiang Nao glanced at him, his voice still calm: "Classmate Feng Wuli, right?"
"Um……"
After a while, Su's mother was already at the door holding a book, talking and laughing with Sister Shang outside.
Jiang Nao turned to look at his deskmate who had been staring at him, and asked softly: "Excuse me, is there something wrong?"
Her voice was really soft, not that she was cold, but she simply felt that there was no need to have other emotions.
Feng Wuli still looked at her face and shook his head.
She didn't seem to care whether Feng Wuli looked at her or not. The question "Is something okay?" was just Feng Wuli's gaze that triggered the conversation window. After going through the cutscene and confirming that nothing happened, she ignored it.
As for why the boys around her were staring at her, she didn't care.
Mother Su glanced at the new classmates, said nothing, and started teaching.
After a class, Feng Wuli didn't know how many times he observed the 'new deskmate' beside him, and he was even called by Su's mother during this period.
Said he kept watching what the people next to him were doing.
The people in the class were booing and laughing.
Feng Wuli didn't care, but still secretly observed the reactions of the girls around him.
The other person was uninterested, sitting upright, with a thin back and narrow shoulders, as if the things around her had nothing to do with her.
He seemed to have seen Jiang Nao like this. At the beginning of the first year of high school, he was sitting in the back row by the window. When this girl walked into the classroom for the first time, he noticed this quiet, beautiful little girl.
At that time, the other party did not pay attention to himself, or in other words, the other party did not pay attention to anything, including himself.
Feng Wuli still looked at this 'new deskmate' from the corner of his eyes from time to time.
After class, she still sat in her seat, with no intention of integrating into a new environment.
Several girls came over to say hello to her, trying to get to know the new classmates, but when faced with that calm face that didn't even have a smile, they soon lost interest and dispersed.
She didn't leave her seat, and Feng Wuli didn't leave his seat, but he didn't stare at her all the time. He glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw that Jiang Nao was reading a book. He also took out his mobile phone and put it under the table to read, so as not to disturb each other. A minute later, he was typing on his phone, looking at the screen, and suddenly asked.
"Aren't you going to get to know them?"
"That's not necessary."
"What makes you feel the need to get to know me?"
"It's not a deliberate approach."
Feng Wuli picked up the pen on the table and drew two strokes on the paper. There was a clattering sound. He put the pen aside and turned to look at her: "Can you lend me a pen?"
Jiang Nao glanced at him calmly, and Feng Wuli showed it to her.
The pen is really out of water.
She took out a pen from the neat pen box and handed it to him.
"We don't know each other this way."
"That's what you think."
"I think we knew each other a long time ago, but you forgot." Feng Wuli said in a determined tone.
"Sorry, I have no plans to fall in love."
"...I have a girl I like. She is very beautiful and gentle."
"Congratulations."
It was said to be congratulations, but it was like a convenience store cashier who had been working for 16 hours straight saying thank you for your patronage when seeing off a customer. At this time, even a bear in a suit came in and bought a shotgun, and she could make a show of it to death. Repeat thank you for your business.
You might wonder why the hand was so hairy when you just handed it over.
She lifted a page from her book and pushed the hair behind her ears.
This picture can be regarded as absolutely beautiful.
Feng Wuli had a toothache, and suddenly understood why those idiots kept calling her Miss.
It felt like there was a wall built between the two of them, or that wall directly separated Jiang Nao from the entire world.
Feng Wuli, who was still looking at his phone at this time, discovered that Jiang Nao's friends were no longer among his WeChat friends.
All the groups related to Jiang Nao have no trace of her, and her past existence seems to have been erased.
Someone came over and patted Feng Wuli on the shoulder, and then looked at him and his new deskmate playfully as he walked away. Feng Wuli didn't care, and just kept looking for the slightest trace.
He also opened Wang Xilou's chat interface.
Feng Wuli: Do you remember Jiang Nao?
Little Zombie: Daze/
Little zombie: I don’t know, who is it?
Feng Wuli: It’s okay, just asking.
Little Zombie: Just sent the little fox to school
Baby Zombie: [Picture]
Feng Wuli: Don’t use your mobile phone while riding a bicycle
Little Zombie: Are you worried about me?
Little zombie: smile/
Feng Wuli: I’m worried that the front of someone’s car will be dented by you.
Little zombie:? ?
Little zombie: angry/
The corner of Feng Wuli's mouth raised, and then he received another message from Wang Xilou.
Little zombie: I miss you so much
Feng Wuli was a little at a loss.
After breaking it, this little zombie really had no intention of hiding it at all.
Then why did she hold it back in the past?
Feng Wuli: Haven’t you been waiting for five hundred years?
Little Zombie: I miss you so much every day
Little Zombie: I still feel like I’m dreaming
Little Zombie: I’m referring to the fact that I picked you up in Huaiqing twelve years ago
Feng Wuli looked at the screen and quietly felt the emotions of the little zombie under the text, as if he could really empathize with them. However, he was just deceiving himself. He could not empathize with Wang Xilou's five hundred years of missing him.
Maybe it was because he didn't know about the past five hundred years ago, but after knowing about it, Wang Xilou still said nothing until the second day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, when he suddenly lost his scruples.
When the school bell rang, Feng Wuli seemed to have thought of the answer.
Because Wang Xilou also forgot about Jiang Nao.
In the eyes of Wang Xilou in the past, what was the relationship between himself and Jiang Nao?
Does Wang Xilou think that he should be with this quiet, well-behaved girl who once only cared about him, instead of choosing her who has been waiting for him by the river for five hundred years, dressed in an old-fashioned way, and... The little zombie who is always disliked.
It turned out that behind the text message Wang Xilou sent yesterday morning, there was something he didn't know about.
So why is Jiang Nao in such a situation now?
Feng Wuli turned to look at her.
This time she didn't look at him.
In the past, this girl would peek at him, and then Feng Wuli wouldn't expose it. Occasionally, he would turn around and ask her what was wrong with a smile, but the other party would calmly say it was nothing.
Unexpectedly, today it was the other way around.
She forgot everything, and the people around her also forgot about her.
Moreover, all traces of her have disappeared completely. This is not a normal thing, but he has always been able to adapt to it.
For a person who has seen monsters since childhood, he can accept the strangeness of the world much better than many people.
Class was finally about to begin, Jiang Nao closed the book in his hand, and Feng Wuli saw the title, The Little Prince.
For the first time today, she chatted with Feng unreasonably: "What are you laughing at?"
"It's good that you weren't hurt."
There was no beginning or end to the words, but Jiang Nao was touched for some reason. He pursed his lips and put the book away.
During the second period of class, Feng Wuli asked her again where she went to high school for her first year of high school and her second year of high school, and everyone responded as if that was really the case.
Her tone showed neither reluctance nor pleasure in talking to him.
If you asked, she would just say it. She didn't care about anything and she wouldn't be disgusted with it.
Feng Wuli was not in a hurry.
He was going to ask Director Yang after school to see if there was any corresponding explanation from the company, so he kept chatting with Jiang Nao.
She was obviously so cold, but he didn't seem to notice it. He wasn't interested, but he wasn't impatient either. She couldn't even detect what the other person was thinking, as if he really just wanted to talk to her.
Jiang Nao didn't understand what this boy meant. He didn't eagerly want to get close to him, but he was as calm as if he were an old friend for many years, and he was very comfortable talking to him.
But she was sure she didn't know the other person.
During the fourth biology class, this quiet young lady looked at her new deskmate from the corner of her eye.
The other party held an answer sheet and was correcting the exercise book very seriously. Suddenly she felt surprised that she was actually curious about what a person she had known for a day was doing.
During the last class, it started to rain outside.
When the school bell rang, Feng Wuli was about to go to the canteen. After getting up, the girl who usually left her seat to follow him for lunch as soon as he got up was still sitting in her seat. This time she did not follow him.
The person you can see when you turn around suddenly disappears one day.
He was actually a little uncomfortable with it.
"Is there a problem?"
Feng Wuli's gaze triggered her question again, and she asked without raising her head.
There are classmates passing by from time to time, and most of them will say hello without reason. He is very popular in the class.
It was already wet outside. There were rain curtains hanging on the eaves outside the corridor, and drops were dripping on the handrails of the corridor. Students from other classes outside the window were holding umbrellas and passing by talking and laughing. The pattering rain of late summer fell very quietly, and the wind Even if you speak softly and unreasonably, the other party can hear you.
"If you go there late, there won't be any food in the canteen, or do you mean you don't know where the canteen is?"
"I visited the school yesterday and know where the dining hall is."
"Do you know where to top up your school card?"
"There is a window to the left of the cafeteria in the dining hall."
"There are some cafeteria aunties who will die."
"I do not mind."
Only then did she raise her head and look at Feng Wuli, "Is there any other reason?"
"I didn't bring an umbrella. It's raining pretty hard."
She looked at Feng Wuli, trying to see something in Feng Wuli's eyes, but the boy's face remained gentle and he just smiled at her with a scrutinizing gaze.
After a long time, she looked away, took out an umbrella from her schoolbag and stood up: "This reason is enough."
Feng Wuli followed her out of the class door.
The rest of the class watched the two of them go out with wonderful expressions on their faces.
Downstairs of the high school teaching building, a man and a woman holding umbrellas walked out into the rain.
The rain pattered on the umbrella.
The woman beside him didn't seem to care about anything. Feng Wuli peeked at her and felt like she was one of those clever dolls.
"I had a dream. In the dream, you came to this school in the first year of high school. We have known each other since the first year of high school. We are still very good friends. We had some troubles before, but in fact, I have always regarded you as my sister. In the third year of high school, We even became tablemates.”
"I just saw your umbrella in your drawer."
"...Okay, what I said is also a lie. The truth is that we really knew each other since our freshman year of high school, but now you have forgotten, everyone has forgotten, but I still remember."
Feng Wuli smiled and said, "Isn't it more ridiculous?"
The rain falls on the grass, leaves, and carports on the roadside. The sounds are different, but there is order in the chaos. This kind of rain is the most annoying. It is not heavy, but it seems to keep falling.
The weather forecast says there will be rain in the next few days.
"..."
After a long time, Feng Wuli thought that he had chatted to death. He was still not used to talking to Jiang Nao like this.
The little girl who looked at him with a smile no matter what he said suddenly disappeared.
After a long time, the little girl next to me said: "In that dream of yours, what did I look like?"
"You have a good relationship with everyone in the class. The Japanese international student is your best friend. You even held a seventeenth birthday and invited everyone to... But I was busy at the time, so I declined. Last year, you also organized the class game. The girls in the class went to be cheerleaders, and other classes were envious of the beautiful girls in our class, and then they mocked us. The boys were playing ball on top, and the girls were playing on the sidelines below. The sports committee brought someone up to block them. You are good at Chinese, Mom Su. I often talk about your essays on stage, and a group of us will play badminton during physical education class. Besides me, there is a future, Fatty, and the sports committee member who is stronger than an ox..."
His tone was calm, he just told her this, but he was not sure whether the other party believed it or not, probably not.
The road is so short, but the rain is still falling.
They entered the dining hall, Feng Wuli put away her umbrella, and she was waiting aside. There was no expression on her face, and she didn't know what she was thinking.
"so good."
"It's very good, but it's a pity that you have forgotten it."
"pity."
Jiang Nao secretly watched him from behind. When she saw him folding his umbrella, she followed him. The strange distance between him and her made her unpredictable.
This is a strange deskmate.
she thinks.
"Are you wet?" The other party turned around and asked.
She shook her head slightly.
