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"I'm full." Wang Runxue looked like she was watching a good show and said happily, "I'm full after eating melon...hisss——"
As soon as she finished speaking, she took a sharp breath and felt her feet being kicked hard. She was about to ask loudly which bastard it was when she heard Lin Anyu next to her cough twice and interrupted her words.
"I said Han Zhou, do you still remember Gu Zheng's birthday last year? You didn't know what gift to give her, so you kept asking me for my opinion. At that time, I searched for information on the Internet and pondered with you. For several days, I couldn't eat or sleep, so I finally chose the dolphin pendant that Gu Zheng is wearing now. "
Is there such a thing?
Wasn't your original words at that time, "Stop being a licker, kid? Why don't you just pick a piece of dogtail grass on the roadside to give you a birthday present?"
Han Zhou complained in his heart, but he also understood that Lin Anyu must be covering up for himself, so he cooperated: "Of course I remember, I am indeed not very good at picking gifts, but it is not as exaggerated as being unable to eat."
"Ahem, that's what it means anyway."
Lin Anyu waved his hand and continued to wink at him, saying in a nostalgic tone, "I remember you seemed to be working part-time at the time. Before Guzheng's birthday, you even asked me to advance you a month's salary. By the way, why didn't you tell me earlier that you had such great cooking skills? Otherwise, I would have asked you to be a chef in my restaurant."
His words were not exaggerated or fabricated, but he just deliberately obscured the facts in order to make everyone misunderstand one thing, that is, the reason why Han Zhou advanced his salary in advance was to celebrate Gu Zheng's birthday.
As soon as these words came out, Gu Zheng, who had been staring at his job gloomily, was really moved. He glanced at the blue dolphin pendant hanging around his neck, and the scene when Han Zhou gave him a birthday gift for the first time gradually emerged in his mind.
During that time, the two were just in their third year of high school. They were under a lot of academic pressure and had almost no holidays. They also stayed in school on their birthdays. Since they were not allowed to use mobile phones in school, they could not receive reminders from their parents, so that even she herself Forgot that it was her birthday.
But Han Zhou remembered.
At that time, the class had the habit of running at night. In order to keep the students in a good mental state, at the end of the third period of self-study every night, the class teacher would ask her, as the monitor, to lead everyone to run three laps on the playground.
This requirement started right after the second semester of the second semester of high school. At first, everyone complained. After all, the weather was still very cold at that time, and it was very hot as summer approached. Running at night was equivalent to self-torture. Later, the class teacher accepted the suggestions from the students. , we are no longer forced to run, but we are required to at least take a slow walk to move our bodies.
From there, the class tradition of night running—or night walking—began.
Gu Zheng is the only one who really insists on running every night. Anyway, for her, running three laps is no different from warming up.
That day seemed to be a rather special day. She couldn't remember exactly what was special. She only remembered that get out of class ended very late or the lights were turned off very late. When she went to the playground, she couldn't see anyone. Amidst the rhythmic footsteps, The only thing accompanying her was the dim streetlight.
She was used to wearing headphones to listen to English listening while running, and at the same time summarizing today's wrong questions in her mind, she didn't notice at all that when she finished her second lap, someone was chasing her desperately behind her, and shouted "Let's go" She stopped.
I heard that the sound was so loud that it woke up the vice-principal who lived in a residential building outside the school and had a very poor sleep quality. He remembered the name Guzheng deeply and suspected that a student had a puppy love, so he called her and Han Zhou together the next day. When I arrived at the office, I received severe criticism and education.
However, after learning that the two were the first and second graders in the senior year of high school respectively, the vice-principal's attitude became quite mild, saying that the two have the vigor unique to young people and are able to do both sports and studies, which is very worthy of praise. .
Of course, these are things for later.
Gu Zheng was caught up when he ran under the third streetlight.
The reason why she remembered it so clearly was because Han Zhou was already exhausted when he grabbed her hand from behind and almost fell into her arms. She suddenly panicked and pushed the other person against a lamppost in desperation.
It is said that this scene happened to be seen by the grade dean who was walking, and it was precisely because of his report about "female students banging against the wall late at night in the playground" that the vice principal became furious.
She used a little too much strength, and Han Zhou's head was hit against a lamppost, but before she could apologize, she heard the latter say out of breath: "You... you ran so... fast What are you doing? Did you hear me calling you?
"I didn't run very fast. I ran at a normal and steady speed, okay?"
She pointed to the headphones hanging around her neck and muttered unconvincingly, "And who knew you would suddenly run behind me and chase me."
"Don't you know that your... your even speed running is faster than my full sprint..."
"Who told you not to exercise properly? You didn't run with me before I asked you to." She rolled her eyes at him.
Han Zhou smiled bitterly and panted, "I would like to exercise, but conditions don't allow it."
He had been looking at his watch while he was talking. Perhaps he felt that he was running out of time, so he suddenly took out a box from his pocket in a hurry.
"So why are you looking for me..."
Gu Zheng was still wondering why he caught up with her, and when she was about to ask a question, she was interrupted by the other party's gasping voice.
"Happy birthday, Guzheng!"
To this day, Gu Zheng still remembers Han Zhou's look when he said these words.
Sweating profusely and out of breath, one hand was covering the aching back of his head, and the other hand was holding the other person's pencil box that had been used for a long time and had faded - it was supposed to be a beautifully wrapped gift box. But it seems to have been taken by mistake.
She was lost for a moment, and suddenly understood the reason why the other party tried his best to chase after her.
"Is this why you are chasing me?"
Realizing that he had picked up the wrong thing, Han Zhou's hand holding the pencil case froze in mid-air, and he said awkwardly: "God knows why today's time flies by so fast. It's almost twelve o'clock in the blink of an eye, and you don't agree to my request. I I was afraid of not being able to catch up, so I had no choice but to catch up.”
"It's almost twelve o'clock?"
"Yes, there is still one minute. It's too late to rush back to get the gift." Han Zhou coughed dryly and said shamelessly, "How about you take the pencil case first and treat it as if I have already given it to you?"
"How can you be so casual!"
Gu Zheng rolled her eyes at him, suddenly couldn't help laughing, and asked with her eyes bent, "Why don't you run in the opposite direction from me because you're afraid you won't be able to make it in time?"
The air was quiet for a moment.
Seeing that Han Zhou's embarrassed expression turned dull, she couldn't hold it in any longer and burst out laughing. She raised her hand to show the dial on her wrist in front of him: "Also, it's 10:59 now." , your broken watch is jumping around again, it’s time to replace it.”
Han Zhou was stunned for a moment, and then he let out a long sigh of relief: "I'm a little dizzy from being busy today... That's just right. Come back to the classroom with me, and I'll give you your birthday gift."
"what gift?"
"If you tell me, there will be no surprises."
"Didn't you give me the pencil case as a gift? What more surprises could there be?"
"Then you can keep the pencil case."
"I do not want it."
"..."
Last winter was a bit cold. The cold wind blew over the playground from time to time. The shadows of the trees stretched by the lights swayed slightly. Also stretched were two figures walking side by side.
There are withered yellow leaves scattered on the track, which make a "clicking" sound when stepped on.
Gu Zheng looked at the fallen leaves on the ground and said dissatisfiedly: "The school always plants trees just for the sake of appearance and not for practicality at all. Our class has to clean the playground every day. It's annoying."
Han Zhou smiled: "If we only focus on practicality, some people will definitely say that the trees planted in the school are not pleasing to the eye at all, and they can't relax even if they go for exercise."
"How could there be such a person?" Gu Zheng rolled her eyes at him, thinking that he was making excuses.
"Why not? There will never be a shortage of people in this world who blame others. They complain about everything but never think about their own problems. Just ignore such people."
Gu Zheng was stunned for a moment, her expression became a little unnatural, and she muttered: "Are you comforting me?"
Because the head teacher praised her again in class today and decided to use her as an example to increase "intensity" for everyone in the final sprint of the senior year, many people in the class who already disliked her became even more uncomfortable. She did.
But she was used to this kind of thing.
"Do you need my comfort?" Han Zhou asked with a smile.
"of course not……"
Gu Zheng subconsciously wanted to deny it, but when faced with the half-smiling look in her eyes, she decided to tell the truth and looked away, "Occasionally, you still need it...just occasionally!"
Even if you are used to it, it doesn't mean you really don't care at all.
She didn't feel wronged, but she was inevitably a little disappointed.
Han Zhou smiled, raised his hand and grabbed a fallen leaf that flew towards the girl, crushed it and threw it aside.
"Then just think that I am comforting you."
The leaves turned into fine dust, scattered on the playground in the wind, and disappeared in the darkness.
Gu Zheng looked at him blankly.
"what happened?"
"It's nothing." She quickly looked away, quickly thought of a reason, and said dissatisfiedly, "Don't throw the leaves away."
Han Zhou shrugged, with an innocent expression on his face, "It's our class that we clean anyway."
The air became quiet.
A car was speeding past outside the wall, and the volume of the music in the car was turned up very loud. It was playing a very popular song, and it happened to include a line that Gu Zheng liked.
"If I want to give you half of the headphones, please give me half of your thoughts in exchange. The other half will be a secret file. I want to spend the rest of my life looking through it slowly."
She lowered her head and looked at the headphones hanging around her neck, and suddenly became a little absent-minded, wondering why she had only downloaded English listening.
A gust of cold wind blew by, and she suddenly came back to her senses. She straightened her hair that was messed up by the wind, quickly glanced at Han Zhou's side face, and asked pretending not to care: "Han Zhou, how did you know today is My birthday?”
"I helped the teacher organize the class files a while ago. The files have the birth dates of everyone in the class. I was bored and wrote down your birthday."
"What does it mean to be bored?" Gu Zheng looked dissatisfied.
"That's wrong. I should have written down your birthday on purpose."
"That's pretty much it." Gu Zheng rolled his eyes and immediately smiled.
Han Zhou couldn't help but laugh and said with a smile: "You are really easy to coax."
"That's because I didn't want to lose my temper with you, otherwise it would be useless for you to coax me, and I wouldn't even care about you." Gu Zheng rolled her eyes at him.
Han Zhou was shocked: "So heartless?"
"It's so heartless." Gu Zheng put on a straight face to show that she was serious.
"Then if one day I really make you angry, isn't there any way to remedy it?"
"Let me think about it...if you are willing to sincerely apologize at that time, then I might consider forgiving you."
"What does a sincere apology mean?"
"that is……"
"..."
The two returned to the classroom while chatting. It was already past eleven o'clock and there was no one in the classroom. Han Zhou turned on the light and walked towards his seat.
Gu Zheng's heartbeat quickened and she tried her best to appear nonchalant about the gift and followed him silently.
"Sure enough, I got the wrong one."
Han Zhou took out an exquisite rectangular gift box from the drawer, put the pen box together with it, and said helplessly, "They are about the same size. I took the wrong one in a hurry."
"Oh."
Guzheng looked around carelessly, with his hands behind his back, as if "I don't care what the gift is at all". In fact, he was already guessing what was in the box with great anticipation.
She waited quietly for a while, her neck was almost broken, but she still didn't see Han Zhou giving her the gift, so she couldn't help but become anxious: "Why are you lingering?"
Han Zhou stared at the gift box for a while, then said with a wry smile: "I'm suddenly worried that you don't like this gift."
He didn't have such worries before, but because he failed to deliver the gift for the first time, Gu Zheng's expectations may continue to rise. Therefore, even if he knows that the other party won't mind, he is still somewhat worried that the other party's expectations will be disappointed.