Chapter 11:

On the last day of military training, the morning was the school's performance of the martial arts, and each school sent a phalanx to compete. In the afternoon, it was an exhibition match organized by each college and organized by each school. At this time, the long-announced typhoon finally showed signs of coming.
The mountain was raining and the wind filled the building. The sky was gloomy all morning, and the strong winds were blowing again and again, and the students who watched the competition on the playground stand exclaimed: "Ah, my hat wants Fly..." Finally, the instructor had no choice but to let all classmates take off their hats, put them neatly and put them aside.
Lin Xian followed his classmates, took off his hat and put it on his legs, and took a few sips of water with his head up, thinking in his heart: if it rains in the afternoon, the exercise will not go in. After two weeks of hard work, everyone wanted to get a good position in this last afternoon's meeting. If they canceled, it would be too suffocating.
Lin Xian's worried mood continued until the afternoon gymnastics began. Fortunately, the sky has been cloudy, but it has never rained. Everything went according to the original plan, Lin Xian was relieved.
The order in which the exercises will be played is determined by the lottery of each instructor. It is probably because of bad luck. Lin Xian's row is the last one. When I heard the news, the whole row exploded, and there was a lot of mourning. In the impression of everyone, neither the first appearance nor the last appearance was good.
Shiman is one of the three classes of day students. When standing in the queue, he has been on the left of Lin Xian. He has been getting along with him day by day and has the closest relationship with Lin Xian. Until the performance of the first class was about to begin, she still couldn't help but think about it and Lin Xian said: "I guess the first place in our class has nothing to do. The last appearance, the judges all looked at the aesthetic fatigue. ."
Although Lin Xian was a bit disappointed with the appearance order, she soon figured it out. Since the results can no longer be changed, complaints and worries can’t change anything, it’s better to be optimistic. She sat in the stands, watching the first team on the playground, raising her lips, and comforted her: "This is called the finale. It’s not necessarily that we are flamboyant, and the judges will give us directly. Make the highest score in the game."
Shi Man squinted at her, and suddenly her eyes narrowed slightly, tickled her lips and teased her: "You would think about it. Gee, if you look at your face more beautifully, I'm sure you can crush the crowd and get the highest score."
Lin Xian raised her eyebrows and said in a funny way: "You can afford me, I think you can afford it." Lin Xian knew he was not bad, but the time was indeed very beautiful, the complexion was very white, the facial features were exquisite, a pair of smiles The pretty peach blossom eyes are three-fold charming, which is different from her exquisiteness.
Shi Man raised his eyebrows, with a bit of playfulness and ambiguity in his eyes. He approached Lin Xian and whispered mysteriously, "I'm telling the truth. I don't believe you, lean forward and turn your head 90 degrees to the right ."
Lin Xian heard that, leaning forward a little bit in doubt, turned his head to look to the right, and at a glance, he saw the eyes of several boys in the square of the boy next door. The next second, she withdrew her eyes indifferently and calmly replied: "There is nothing." But she secretly scolded the boys for a few words, insignificant!
Shi Man laughed and pierced her and said, "Just pretend."
Lin Xian cleared his throat, scolded Zheng Zheng, said: "The exercise will begin, let's take it seriously."
She doesn’t know what other girls feel when they know that someone likes them, will they be secretly happy, or will they be proud? Lin Xian only felt that it was full of irritability. But she knew that she couldn't speak to others about this sentence. Maybe someone else would think she was an alternative. Therefore, she can only pretend not to know, and don't care.
Lin Xian thought, probably something was wrong with him. She doesn't like it, and people she doesn't like like herself, which makes her feel troublesome and burdened. Emotionally, she is more willing to be an active attacker than a passive person forced to accept.
When Lin Xian finally got off to the stands to prepare for a fuck, the sky suddenly began to float with a drizzle. The stands are not open-air, and the audience is not obstructed, but the people on the playground are not covered.
The last-to-last class performance is coming to an end. The always serious but gentle instructor looks at the sky and the students in the rain and mist, inspiring the morale: "Keep on for a few more minutes, I believe it can end before the next big school. ."
However, the gods don’t make beauty. When the three and four groups of the financial phalanx of the radio broadcasted, and the six battalions and three rows entered the field, the rain suddenly became larger, and they mercilessly hit the third row. On all the students, for a time, everyone was a little ignorant.
The leader above probably also hesitated, without giving instructions for a while.
The instructor hesitated for a moment, then suddenly blew a whistle, and the students immediately stood in line. The instructor glanced at the young and immature faces of the six-row, three-row classmates through the misty rain curtain, and determinedly roared and asked, "Can you persist?!"
The students froze for a second, and the next second, they all responded loudly and innocently: "Can hold on!"
The instructor was dissatisfied and shouted again: "Tell me, can you persevere?!"
This time, the students let go of their throats, puffed up, and said with great momentum: "Can hold on!"
The instructor was satisfied: "Okay, then show me your skills." He whistled fiercely: "Stand up, look right!"
The students' reactions and tacit understanding, as always, were not disturbed by the sudden heavy rain.
Lin Xian was almost soaked all over, and the ponytails in the sky were all wet and drooping down. In the torrential rain, he looked like a poor chicken. But her eyes were fixed on the front, following every instruction issued by the instructor, and she felt unexpectedly motivated.
When the endless applause like thunder sounded on the playground, and everyone was moved by the persistent spirit of the six camps and three rows, Lin Xian suddenly felt a little lonely again.
If Xiao Yunqing also saw how good. She remembers that on the first day of military training, Xiao Wanqing smiled and praised her handsomeness and took pictures of her. She believes that she just did all the perfect movements, and it is worth Xiao Wanqing to raise her eyebrows, praise her again, and amaze her.
Xu was blessed by misfortune. They performed in heavy rain like a note. Unexpectedly, they won the first place in the show.
At that time, Xiao Wanqing was preparing for a meeting in the conference room. Through the floor-to-ceiling window, she saw the heavy rain pouring down the window, the fierce crackling, fearing that it would not stop for a while.
She frowned slightly, and took out her mobile phone with some anxiety, afraid that Lin Xian would be inconvenienced to answer the phone, and only sent her a short channel: "Is the exercise finished? Was it rained? Didn't you have an umbrella if it ended?" Go home in the rain, wait a moment, I will pick you up after the opening."
Lin Xian received the text message, it was already finished taking a photo, and everyone disbanded and returned to the dormitory when they changed clothes. After the time was over, he told Lin Xian that her sister drove to pick her up and asked Lin Xian to go together? Lin Xian's clothes can be wringed out of a bucket of water. Several acquaintances who stayed in the room greeted Lin Xian to their dormitory to change the t-shirt. Lin Xiansi thought about it, or rejected Shi Man's good intentions, and decided to borrow a dry t-shirt from the dormitory to go home on her own. She wasn't sure if Shi Man went along the way, and embarrassed her too much.
When she saw the text message that Xiao Yunqing cared about, she was still on her way to her classmates' dormitory, and her eyes could not help but she could smile. She looked at herself, and there was nowhere else in her body. After a little thought, she returned to the short channel: "It's okay, don't use it to pick me up. I'll just go back. Don't worry, if it's not raining, I just borrow an umbrella."
It was too troublesome to let Xiao Wanqing deliberately make a long way around because of the heavy rain outside. Moreover, when driving on rainy days, insecurity increases, and Lin Xian also feels uneasy. Therefore, she decided to tell a small good faith lie and rejected Xiao Wanqing's kindness.
However, although she changed her dry t-shirt and dried her hair, her underwear and pants were still wet. She was anxious to get Xiao Wanqing one step home, washing away the ruins. So, in the absence of extra umbrellas, Lin Xian stood at the door of the dormitory building for a long time, and saw that the rain was much smaller, so he prepared to rush out. Suddenly, an umbrella came to her.
"Lin... Lin Xian, didn't you bring an umbrella? Here you are." The voice was a clean, youthful voice with a slight magnetic tone, and the tone seemed to be a bit shy.
Lin Xian looked at it, and the first goal was a large, broad hand, delicate and fair, although the five fingers were long, the joints were very thick and uncoordinated. Looking up at the other person's hand holding the umbrella, Lin Xian recognized it and was one of the few boys who had just stared at her in the stands.
She glanced at the boy for a while, her eyes narrowed, and her voice refused lightly: "Thank you, no need." She said, she opened the military training coat that she had replaced with her hands and held it over her head, raising her feet. Step forward, rushed into the rain curtain.
During the running, another hand appeared in her mind, her fingers were as long as green onions, her nails were neatly trimmed, clean and clean, just like her whole person, warm and delicate.
While waiting for the bus, Lin Xian held out his hand, looked at his hand, and then recalled the hand of the boy just now, even Zhou Qin's hand, Shi Man's hand, and suddenly a new one was born, no one could match it. Aunt Xiao's feeling.
On the bus back home, Lin Xian couldn't help trembling, sneezing several times in a row. As soon as she got home, she found that Xiao Wanqing hadn't come back. She had no time to drink a sip of hot water, so she rushed into the bathroom quickly, washed her head and showered, had no time to blow her hair, and quickly washed her soaked clothes. Extermination of corpses.
On a rainy day, everyone is eager to go home, and in a hurry, it is easy to get out of the situation. Xiao Yuanqing got off work half an hour earlier, almost blocked all the way home, and when he got home, he was half an hour later than usual.
She frowned slightly, rubbing her temples tiredly, and took the key out of her bag to open the door.
Lin Xian had already dried her hair and was sitting in the living room watching TV. When she heard the sound of the anti-theft door, she immediately jumped up and ran to the porch to meet Xiao Wanqing.
As soon as Xiao Yunqing opened the door, Lin Xian's bright and splendid smile faced her, and sweet: "Aunt Xiao, you are back." In a flash, she felt the warmth in her heart, and her coldness and exhaustion disappeared. She stretched her eyebrows and softened her eyes, responding to Lin Xian said: "Um, traffic jam on the road, come back a little late, are you hungry?"
Lin Xian reached out and took Xiao Yuanqing's umbrella, put it away, shook his head, and smiled and said, "I'm not hungry, I accidentally eat too much at noon."
Xiao Wanqing smiled softly, closed the door, and looked at Lin Xian carefully again, not assured: "You have taken a shower? Did you get caught in the rain when you came back?"
Lin Xian grinned, his lips red and white: "Of course not. I borrowed my classmate's umbrella and came back."
Xiao Yuanqing looked around, but doubted the letter: "What about the umbrella?"
Lin Xian froze for a moment, and responded very quickly: "Our car is all the way, her house is in front, in fact, we have an umbrella, so she first sent me back, and she went back under the umbrella herself." In order to dispel Xiao Wanqing's doubts did not continue to entangle on this issue. Lin Xian first reached out and held Xiao Yunqing's cold hand, and then had to clasp Xiao Wanqing's five fingers, interlocking fingers, smiled and said: "Look at my hand, is it right? It’s warm, it’s really not raining.

Xiao Yunqing couldn't catch her hand tightly, and the conditioned reflex was to gently pump out. The next second, she saw Lin Xianqing's bright face and curvy smile, but gradually relaxed, let Lin Xian Holding her hand, feeling Lin Xian's body temperature.
Xiao Wanqing could not remember how long he had been. Without this, he relaxed his hands and clung to others. She almost had to forget that when her hands were tightly gripped with her fingers, she felt that it was so firm and warm.
Lin Xian actually vaguely knew that Xiao Wanqing didn't like such intimate contact, but she actually enjoyed such contact with Xiao Wanqing very much. However, unexpectedly, she felt that Xiao Wanqing seemed to squeeze her hand slightly. She heard Xiao Wanqing's warm and pleasant voice, with a shallow happy smile, and definitely answered her: "It's warm."
She raised her head in surprise and looked straight into Xiao Wanqing's clear eyes. When she saw it, there was a little self in Xiao Yunqing's eyes, and there was a bright smile in her eyes. And Xiao Wanqing in her eyes, like herself, has eyes in motion and a hearty smile.