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The text is in the first person! Protect yourself from lightning!
High IQ, gentle attack × withdrawn, cold on the outside and hot on the inside
Cheng Yanchu (attack), Ji Zhiqiu (receiver) ending he
I curled up on the beanbag, and the sweat on the back of my neck made the collar of my school uniform stiff. The air outlet of the air conditioner was blowing directly at the lower back, and the cold air climbed up the spine and condensed into a piece of ice at the throat. His fingers mechanically twisted the loose threads on his cuffs, and the white cotton threads wound around his fingertips, almost squeezing the bleeding marks.
The sudden burst of laughter outside the door made my temples pound. They were the gym students from Class 3 of High School. They always liked to hit the fire hydrants in the corridor with basketballs during lunch breaks. The sound of the metal impact could penetrate three layers of gypsum board. I counted my breaths, 1, 2, 3. My nails dug into the old wounds in my palms, and the stinging pain shot through the nerve endings like electricity.
When the wooden door made a heartbreaking creaking sound, I almost jumped up from the sofa. In the halo of the setting sun stood a boy holding a cardboard box. The backlight outlined the outline of his shoulder blades. The metal brackets protruding from the corners of the box cast distorted shadows on the wall. There is a faded badge on the collar of his school uniform, with a silver star on a blue background, and the edges are frayed as if it has been touched by its owner thousands of times.
"Teacher Zhang asked me to put down the equipment temporarily." His voice was like silk soaked in warm water, with a softness unique to the South at the end. Only then did I realize that the cardboard box was full of old-fashioned celestial globes, and the brass brackets were matte in the dust. As he stepped back, he stepped on the loose wooden floor, and a lens tube suddenly rolled out of the box and stopped half an inch from my toes.
Endinghe
Intention: Peaceful happiness, cherish the people in front of you