Important decision

  At the beginning of my third year in high school, after persuading my parents, I transferred classes.

  I was transferred from Class 14 to Class 15 because my physics was too poor, and the head teacher of Class 15 is a physics teacher, which makes it convenient for me to improve my grades. A thin but reasonable excuse.

  The Mediterranean complexion is not good-looking, and the eyes of my former classmates are also very different. I pretended to be calm and walked through my former class, stepping into a strange collective.

  The others in Class 15 were all very indifferent to my arrival, as if they had already become numb from the sea of questions in their third year of high school and didn't care about anything unrelated to studying. Of course, except for Yang Can. The seating arrangement in third year was easy to change, and everyone's focus was no longer on listening to class; after negotiating with my previous deskmate, we became deskmates again.

  Yang Can's unassuming guess was his charming personality that drew me in. I only gently stretched out my hand and pinched a piece of flesh on his arm.

  "Ah!!!!!!"

  Only I know that I'm burning my boats and forcing myself onto a desperate road. Not seeing him, not thinking of him, casting aside distractions to compete with myself. I don't want this brief encounter during a depressing period, what I want is the future.

  Sometimes I am quite ruthless with myself.

  Every year, my tacit understanding with Yang Can remained the same. In language class, he would read "Sports Weekly" while I kept watch for him; in English class, I would do physics problems while he covered for me. Actually, I'm a person who really doesn't have any rational thinking at all - formulas are all memorized by rote, the order of experiment questions is always mixed up, my mind wanders aimlessly, and if I'm not careful, I'll get distracted. At times like these, Yang Can would shake his head and sigh: "The power of love is truly great - how did you have the courage to study science in the first place?"

  I didn't answer and directly pinched him.

  He knew I liked Wei Xingyun, so he always teased me about it. Boys will never understand how private and secretive girls can be when it comes to having a crush. I got angry with him several times before he finally toned down, but every time we had physical education class and saw Wei Xingyun, he would find opportunities to raise his eyebrows and make faces at me.

  I also like to tease him about his fondness for Zhou Shuangshuang, but he's got a thick skin and openly admits it: "Yeah, I do like her. You've got to help me out."

  It's almost common knowledge that he likes Zhou Shuangshuang, and Zhou Shuangshuang naturally knows it, but she has never expressed her attitude.

  Yang Can jokes every time, saying "Shuang Shuang, look at Xia Mi Mi bullying me again, I'm your person, you can't just sit and do nothing", she just passes by vaguely, pretending not to understand what he's saying.

  Although I often love to tease Yang Can with sarcastic remarks, in private I have also spoken highly of him.

  But Zhou Shuang always says he doesn't feel it, and I don't want to force him either.

  Yang Can always takes it out on me.

  Luckily I have a trump card, if he dares to mock me, I'll pinch him.

  To Yang Can, I don't need to be polite, he dares to wink at me, and I dare to pinch him.

  Fortunately, Yang Can still had some masculine persistence and never fought back, only wailing loudly.

  "Ah ah ah, Xia Miangmiang, it hurts, it hurts, let go, you let go..."

  "Yang Can," I said fiercely as I approached him, "if you deliberately annoy me again, I'll really hit you."

  "So you've been giving me massages all along? Hey, Xia Miangmiang, don't move your hands, Wei Xingyun is coming."

  "Shut up." My face turned bright red, "I told you not to keep mentioning him on purpose."

  "This time it's real," Yang said with a grin, pulling back his arm. "Take a look back."

  I turned around, and it was actually Wei Xingyun.

  Originally thought his face had only turned red, now even his head was about to smoke, he turned around again, and Yang Can had long since run out of sight.

  "It seems you're adapting well in Class 15."

  "Uh-huh," I nodded, "not bad."

  "Have... your physics grades improved recently?"

  "Hmm, a little better, heh heh." I smiled awkwardly. Actually, nothing had improved at all.

  "The semester is ending soon, you must work hard."

  "Yes, strive for a good year."

  After I finished speaking, both of us fell silent, the atmosphere was a bit awkward, and Wei Xingyun seemed to have something to say but didn't dare to open his mouth.

  "I broke the silence: 'Class is about to start, I'll head back to the classroom first.'"

  "Xia Mi Mi." Wei Xingyun called out to me, "You, are you still angry?"

  Angry? I was taken aback for a moment before reacting, pretending to be calm and saying: "Oh, that thing, no, I'm not angry."

  Wei Han let out a sigh of relief, "That's good."

  We exchanged a smile and turned around to leave separately.

  Turning around, I lowered my head and restrained my smile. Yeah, I wasn't angry, I was just disappointed.

  It's obvious that I'm the kind of person who can be bought off with a slap on the back and a sweet date, but Wei Xingyun's first initiative to care about my thoughts made me smile to myself as I walked. However, why did he suddenly take the initiative to talk to me?

  After school in the evening, Zhou Shuangshuang rushed to my side, "Have you heard? Li Xue and her good friend had a fight in class. Her friend was so angry that she revealed many things about her. The thing about you liking Wei Hangyun is indeed spread by her. Now everyone knows that she also has feelings for Wei Hangyun."

  "As I expected," I said with a scowl, "my sixth sense was right."

  Zhou Shuang patted me on the shoulder: "The road of revolution is full of wild flowers, comrade, you must prepare your hoe well!"

  Suddenly, the smile of Wei Xingyun appeared in my mind this morning. I thought to myself that after so many years of revolutionary feelings with Wei Xingyun, how could I lose to a wishy-washy Li Xue?

  Besides, he should know what kind of person Li Xue is by now, right?

  My triumphant smile, my triumphant smile.

  A girl, if she likes you, is the easiest person to coax in the world. No need for surprises or gifts, just one sentence, even a glance or a smile can make her joyful and forget everything.

  The next day, seeing me walk into the classroom with a big smile on my face, Yang Can exclaimed: "Women, ah, are truly creatures of great change!"

  "Stop nitpicking and pay attention to the bigger issue of whether the composition is even passable."

  "Shoo, you jinx."

  At that time, I just casually said it, didn't expect to really come true. At the end of the semester exam, Chinese was tested in the morning and the results came out in the afternoon. Yang Can barely passed, his composition got a beautiful 28 points, he looked at me with that gaze... two words: resentment!

  My grades were neither good nor bad, of course, I couldn't compare with Wei Xingyun, and I was a bit worse than Li Xue, but overall, I still belonged to the category of being able to pass the year smoothly, which made my tense nerves relax a little.

  That year, we had to attend supplementary classes until the 27th of December before winter break. The feeling was quite strange, as if the whole world was filled with a festive atmosphere, but we were left out in the cold, unable to join in.

  Of course, even on vacation, no one will slack off. The backpack is filled with exercise books and test papers, and the hands are still holding review materials for each subject. Xia Bing was sent to pick me up, and when he took over my backpack, he said disdainfully, "You brought so many, it's like you're really going to study when you get home."

  "Don't take me with a guilty conscience!" I also stuffed the materials in my hand into his arms, wrapped myself tightly with a scarf, put on gloves and patted him, "Let's go."

  "My goodness, it's like I was born in a slave society," Xia Bing muttered as she walked beside me. "Xia Mi Mi, do you think you're like a girl at all? Is there any other girl who oppresses her brother and is lazy and gluttonous like you?"

  "Really fresh, I don't look like a girl, do you?"

  "Look over there, at two o'clock direction, see or not, Pan Er Liang Tiao Er is kind-hearted and willing to help others carry their school bags..."

  I followed Xia Bing's direction and looked over, Li Xue had a bag on her back and was holding another one in her hand, while beside her, Wei Xingyun was squatting down to tie his shoelaces.

  I felt as if I had been suddenly pricked by a needle and instinctively closed my eyes.

  When he opened his eyes again, Wei Xingyun had already stood up and taken the schoolbag from Li Xue's hand.

  I gritted my teeth and bit my lower lip, lifted my foot and kicked Xia Bing with force.

  "My goodness, can you even walk... Hey, that little boy looks a bit familiar, didn't he come to your house before? Why didn't he say hello?"

  I turned away, pretending I hadn't seen those two affectionate people, and rushed out of the school gate.

  Xia Bing followed me silently, also not speaking, intentionally making that kind of sly laugh, laughing to the point where I felt uncomfortable all over, "Xia Bing, are you crazy?"

  "Hmph, I'm not the one who's neurotic, but rather some people. On a cold winter's day, that small flame of jealousy is burning fiercely..."

  I was furious in my heart, lifted my foot and wanted to trample him again, but he dodged it and smiled triumphantly at me.

  I pretended to be calm and turned around, "I don't know what you're talking about!"

  Xia Bing caught up, "Really don't know? Why did some people's eyes bulge out, could it be that they pitied her brother for being so tired?"

  "The goldfish's eyes have just bulged out."

  "Hey, seriously," Xia Bing gossiped and pushed me, "do you like that little boy?"

  "You're thinking too much, we're just ordinary classmates," I said with an unusual firmness, "completely and utterly ordinary classmates!"

  "Hmm, you say it is, then it is." Xia Bing said in a meaningful tone, imitating Ge Dage's voice.

  Now thinking about it, my over-the-top behavior and Xia Bing's pretentiousness were both so ridiculous. One was a clumsy actor, while the other was a habitual fake who pretended to be an actor. Recalling my foolish younger self makes me feel extremely ashamed.

  But then I thought again, the next second, I was hit by the teacher's chalk, raised my head from the desk, and woke up in a high school classroom, back to my youthful years.

  It seems like everything today is just a strange and fanciful dream.

  The author has something to say: Uh uh uh uh

  Time has revised the last draft...

  Cried and laughed countless times, revised again and again, really too embarrassed...

  All I can say is that after modification, it will look extremely good!!!!!

  By the way, does anyone know the Weibo of Smiling Cat~~~~

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