Xia You Arbor: Looking to Heaven

Chapter 12
"Do you want to drink?" Shu Yawang raised his hand, put the tube of the soy milk cup to his lips, he lowered his head and took a sip, the warm soy milk flowed into his heart, and there was a sweet smile on his brows and eyes.

Shu Yawang withdrew her hand, bit the tube back into her mouth, and asked indifferently, "Have you finished your math homework?"

"En." Tang Xiaotian looked at Shu Yawang, who was gently biting the straw he used just now.For some reason, Tang Xiaotian stared at her lips fascinatedly, his heart pounding, Yawang's lips are so beautiful.He shook hands, trying to suppress the desire to touch them.

"Lend me to copy."

"Oh, good." Tang Xiaotian took out a math homework book from his schoolbag and put it in her hand, "Yawang, you should do it yourself."

"I can't do it." Shu Yawang frowned. She hated mathematics the most and couldn't understand it at all.

"I'll teach you, in fact, mathematics is very easy."

"No need, no need, I'm an art student, and I don't get points in mathematics in the college entrance examination, so I don't study. Doing homework is just for the teacher's face." Shu Yawang lowered her head and looked for something in her schoolbag. He took out an English book and put it on the table, and then lowered his head to look for it.Shu Yawang's schoolbag is in a mess, she seems to be looking for something small.Tang Xiaotian casually opened the English book on the table. The first page of the book had a font he was familiar with. Shu Yawang's handwriting was very cursive, and it was impossible to tell that it was written by a girl, but it was very beautiful. It exudes a kind of chic and elegant.

Tang Xiaotian likes her handwriting very much. When a new book is issued every semester, he will give all the books to Shu Yawang. Shu Yawang puts two sets of the same books side by side, writing "Shu Yawang" on one side and "Tang Xiaotian" on the other. ".

And he was sitting on the side, watching her lower her head, and seriously wrote on the book:

Shu Ya Wang, Shu Ya Wang, Shu Ya Wang...

Tang Xiaotian, Tang Xiaotian, Tang Xiaotian...

Whenever this happened, he would feel that the world was very quiet, as if there were only the two of them left in the whole world. The feeling of being so close really filled him with joy.

Lowering his head and smiling slightly, Tang Xiaotian's eyes returned to the tank drawn with pencil on the page of the book: "Yawang, why did you draw a tank on the book?"

"I didn't draw it, it was drawn by Xia Mu."

"Why did he draw tanks?"

"Hehe, I taught him how to draw. How is it? It's not bad." Shu Ya glanced at Tank, and smiled again, "I taught him just once. I didn't expect him to draw so well silently."

"Why did he write his name on your book?" Tang Xiaotian pointed to the name under the tank, his tone slightly displeased, Xia Mu's name was actually written next to Yawang, the handwriting was very good, similar to the italic characters typed on the computer .

"Sign it, you have to sign after you finish painting." Shu Yawang said naturally.

Tang Xiaotian turned the pages of the book, and for some reason, seeing Xia Mu's name lined up with Yawang's, he was not happy, and had the urge to erase his name very much.

"I found it." Shu Yawang's surprised cry brought him back from his thoughts. He looked down at her, and saw that she took out a small white cylindrical plastic medicine box, opened the lid and said to him, "Hand out come out."

Tang Xiaotian stretched out his hand in a daze, palm up, Shu Yawang took his hand and turned it over, the red and swollen chilblains on his fingers suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, Shu Yawang dipped some ointment on his fingers and pointed at his chilblains. Applying it one by one, Tang Xiaotian's fingers trembled slightly from the cold feeling of the ointment on the frostbite, Shu Yawang grasped his hand, and muttered: "Really, if I don't care about you, you will have to freeze your hands again this year." ..."

After Shu Yawang applied the ointment on all the frostbitten areas on his hands, he wrapped his big palms with his own small hands, and rubbed them back and forth in the palms of his hands.

Tang Xiaotian bit his lip, the heat from the palm of his hand spread to his heart, which made him uncomfortable, and he could not suppress any emotion, so he called her in a low voice: "Yawang, Yawang..."

Shu Yawang raised her head, stopped the movement of her hands, and looked at him blankly with bright eyes: "What's wrong?"

Tang Xiaotian pursed his lips, his heart was pounding, he looked at Shu Yawang, and said like he was possessed: "Yawang, Yawang, I'm so..."

"Ding Ling——" the class bell rang, Tang Xiaotian was startled, and came to his senses, his face flushed red, he hurriedly withdrew his hand, picked up his schoolbag, and stumbled back to his seat.

Shu Yawang looked at his back, touched his nose, and smiled wickedly. Even if he didn't finish speaking, she knew what he wanted to say.

During the morning reading class, a little snow suddenly fell in the sky. For the children, snow is a surprise in winter and the best gift in winter. The children will forgive the cold and desolation in winter, just because , only in winter it snows.

Students in Class [-] (Grade [-]) put their immature faces on the steam-covered window panes in class, exclaiming "It's snowing, it's snowing".

Shu Yawang raised her head and looked out, yes, it's snowing, so beautiful.

The days passed so peacefully and peacefully, with occasional waves, which were neither painful nor itchy.

The winter vacation of the second year of high school was taken up by a large number of tutoring classes within a few days. In addition to English in the morning, physics and chemistry in the afternoon, and professional classes in the evening, Shu Yawang had already become numb in class, and the tone of the teachers in each subject had also changed unconsciously. It is dignified, the requirements for students are getting higher and higher, the workload of homework is getting bigger and bigger, and the atmosphere in the class is getting heavier and heavier.The ignorant students also began to feel that the biggest turning point in their lives was coming.

Shu Yawang turned her head and looked at the senior high school building on the right. When the senior high school students in the building graduated, it would be their turn.

Shu Yawang's grades have improved a lot in the second year of high school. Although she can't reach the blockbuster effect, at least she can pass every subject except mathematics, and her English is especially good, with a score of more than 90 basically stable.Not to mention Tang Xiaotian's grades, he was easily admitted to the key class as the third grade in the final exam of the second year of high school.

It's a pity that when the third year of high school started, he had only been in the key class for two days, and he moved the desk and bench back to the ordinary class seven. Teacher Cao, the head teacher of class seven, asked him strangely: "Tang Xiaotian, why are you back again? Class one Is it not good? Still being bullied?"

Tang Xiaotian sat on his seat, scratched his head and smiled shyly: "No teacher, I like to study in Class [-], I like the students in Class [-], I like the teacher in Class [-], I am reluctant to leave, haha."

Zhang Jingyu snorted, and complained loudly: "Teacher, he lied, he is obviously reluctant to part with the class flower of Class Seven."

The classmates in the class patted the table and laughed, Tang Xiaotian blushed in the laughter, while Shu Yawang covered his mouth and laughed secretly.

At that time, Shu Yawang thought that she and Tang Xiaotian would be together forever.

For a lifetime, from birth to death, one second is not more, one second is less.

(End of this chapter)