Jiang Mingxia, the middle school affiliated to the Affiliated High School, was famous for being a free-spirited person.
Fighting, skipping classes, climbing over walls, being at the top of the political and educational office's blacklist, the teacher saying "a rat excrement ruins a pot of soup".
Xu Muran is the study committee member of Class A next door. She always sits in the front row. Her school uniform is buttoned to the top button. She frowns slightly when she passes by me.
Everyone said that Jiang Mingxia and Xu Muran, one was fire and the other was ice, and they couldn't be beaten with eight poles.
They didn't know that Jiang Mingxia climbed over the wall every day, and then climbed back after the school bell. With injuries on his body and iodine in his pocket, he stood under the sycamore tree, waiting for someone.
The man came out of the teaching building holding a stack of homework books and paused when he saw him.
"Fighting again?"
"No, it fell."
He was silent for a moment, transferred his homework to his left hand, took out a band-aid from his pocket with his right hand, and threw it into Jiang Mingxia's arms.
"Make another excuse next time."
Jiang Mingxia lowered his head and tore off the band-aid, unable to hold down the corner of his mouth.
——He always said he would use a different excuse next time, but he never really left.
The whole school thought that Jiang Mingxia blocked Xu Muran in the equipment room and threatened him not to complain.
They didn't know that Xu Muran locked the door in the equipment room that day.
He pressed me against the vault box, took off his glasses, and his voice was so low that it was not like the way he usually read the text: "Jiang Mingxia, if you get injured again, I will apply to be transferred to your class to sit next to you."
Jiang Mingxia was stunned for three seconds, laughing so hard that his wounds hurt: "Xu University Committee, are you worried about me?"
He didn't smile. He looked at me as if he were looking at a math problem that he had been solving for a long time and finally decided to think differently.
Earnest, focused, with a touch of grit.
"... What if?"
——Jiang Mingxia has been messing around for seventeen years, and the most correct thing is,
It was that autumn that I climbed over the wrong wall and fell into Xu Muran's bicycle basket.
Food Guide
★School bully x academic bully, 1v1, HE, double first love
★Unrequited love
Small Theater
Jiang Mingxia: When did you start liking me?
Xu Muran: The day you first climbed over the wall and fell into the basket of my car.
Jiang Mingxia:? ? ? Isn't that an accident?
Xu Muran: I parked the car there.
Jiang Mingxia:......
Xu Muran: I observed you for three days and calculated your landing point to climb over the wall.
Jiang Mingxia: ... Are you top students so hard-core in chasing people?
Intention: I love learning, learning loves me