Chapter 11:

I don’t know if Li Wei will always wait for him hungry at home. He shouldn’t be so stupid, right?
But when she thought of his mental state, she couldn't relax at all.
Zhang Man frowned and looked at the needle sticking in his left hand, and said anxiously, "Mom, I really have something to do. I have agreed with my classmates that I will go to his home to make up lessons today."
Zhang Huifang glared at her disapprovingly: "Go back and lie down! Is there anything I can't say tomorrow? It's 11:30 in the evening, and your classmate should have fallen asleep long ago."
It's already so late? She thought it was only seven or eight o'clock in the evening.
Zhang Man glanced at the heavy night outside the window, walked back to the bed and sat down. She turned on the phone, but reluctantly remembered that she didn't save Li Wei's phone number.
Zhang Huifang glanced at the back of her hand, and took a breath: "Hey, it made you mess around, and all the blood returned. I will ask you for leave for the daytime class tomorrow. You are too ill this time and the fever has not completely gone away. The doctor suggested staying for another day."
She said, hanging the infusion bottle higher.
There was some pain in the back of his hand, but Zhang Man didn't want to take care of it. He only shook his head: "No, I have to go to class tomorrow, I'm much better."
She was afraid that Zhang Huifang would not let him, so she added: "As soon as school starts, I will ask for leave. I am afraid that I will not be able to keep up. Moreover, the next class of physics and mathematics is difficult."
Zhang Huifang thought for a while and felt that she was right, so she nodded: "Then go home after hanging up this bottle and come back tomorrow night."
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That night, Zhang Man was thinking about Li Wei's affairs, and he stayed up all night in discomfort, and opened his eyes till dawn.
The next day, she wore two dark circles under her eyes and arrived at school early.
The rain in the first two days has completely disappeared, and the air has returned to the sultry heat and humidity of the past. The entire classroom is like a large airtight steamer, so boring.
Before it was time for the morning class, the classmates came one after another and sat in their seats to discuss some of the things that happened on the weekend. Zhang Man heard that they seemed to be discussing Li Wei, and what "posts", "horrible" and the like were mentioned during the conversation.
She didn't care, staring at the door of the classroom nervously, waiting nervously for Li Wei to come.
Zhang Man was nervous and anxious at the moment. Obviously the relationship between the two finally made some progress on Saturday, but yesterday she let him dove for one day.
At 6:55 in the morning, the teenager stepped on the ringtone of the morning reading class and arrived in the classroom. Some classmates around saw him come in. The whispers before abruptly stopped ~ EbookFREE.me~ for reading, homework and homework, but His eyes still floated at him from time to time, with curious inquiry and fear of not daring to approach him.
Zhang Man's eyes lit up, and he immediately stood up and let him in, carefully observing his expression.
"Li Wei, are you here?"
Unexpectedly, the young man didn't look at her at all, and sat down blankly, took out the textbook and spread it out. In those dark eyes, there was no trace of other looks.
There was no blame, no questioning, no anger, as if she had completely forgotten that she was going to cook for him yesterday and let him dove out again.
Seeing his reaction, Zhang Man bit his lower lip, digging the edge of the wooden chair with both hands, not knowing how to speak.
Her heart fell to the bottom and she felt terribly uncomfortable.
He must be disappointed in her.
Or rather, he didn't have any hope for anyone, and she has now been listed by him as one of the many irrelevant people.
His carelessness means that the relationship between the two has directly dropped to a freezing point.
For a long time, she lowered her head and pulled his sleeve cautiously: "...Li Wei, I was sick yesterday, so I didn't get it, you... don't be angry."
The boy gave way to the window, avoided her touch, nodded and said nothing, as if he didn't want to know why she didn't come.
He always loves to be clean, but in order to avoid her, the sleeve of his school uniform is rubbed against the white wall next to him.
When Zhang Man's palm was empty, his heart became even more uncomfortable, and he blamed himself for being unsatisfactory.
Yesterday, did he wait for her at home alone for a long time... Later, she never went, was he restless? She promised to cook for him, then did he not eat until late...
Or did he imagine that his mother came back to cook for him?
At this time, the boy said in a hoarse voice: "I can understand all of these. You won't use it in the future. You keep the problem set I gave you. There are many summaries I wrote on it, which is still useful."
He spoke very softly, and his tone of voice did not fluctuate. I didn't look at her during the whole process, so I read the book for myself after speaking.
Listening to what he said, Zhang Man didn't understand what he meant. He said that he could understand.
Understand what?
Suddenly the whispers of other classmates and the unkind gazes that looked at him just appeared in her mind, she was shocked, and her messy thoughts sorted out a thread.
It turned out that he had misunderstood... Misunderstood that she was the same as everyone else. After hearing those rumors, he stayed away from him and didn't dare to look for him again.
He thought she said she was sick, but she was actually an excuse, just to let the flow go and stay away from him.
How much unfair treatment does it take to form such a conditioned reflex?
He is used to it, accustomed to the distance and isolation of others.
Zhang Man's heart twitched, and he cursed himself several words in the bottom of his heart. She couldn't wait for time to return to yesterday morning. If she knew he would misunderstand this way, she would tell him no matter how bad the fever was.
She approached him anxiously and simply stretched out her left hand in front of him: "It's not like that, Li Wei, you see, I didn't lie to you, I was really sick yesterday, and the needle eye is still on hand."
The young man was quiet for a while after hearing the words, then lowered his eyes and looked at the white hand of the girl in front of him.
Her hands are small and thin, and her nails are clean. The skin on the back of the hand was almost transparent, so that the blood vessels on it were obvious, like snaking vines.
On one of the blood vessels, a purplish-red needle eye was scabs, and there was a circle of bruises beside it, which seemed a little shocking.
Her tone was anxious, with grievances and anxiety. It seems that he doesn't believe her, she will keep fighting with reason until he believes it.
It was as if his belief was so important to her.
Li Wei suddenly remembered the tears she shed at his house that day.
It's strange that he is usually such a quiet and slow person, and sometimes he is so wronged.
He silently pushed the girl's hand away, but still did not speak, but a certain emotion that had lasted from yesterday morning until now, a certain kind of mania that was about to rush out, seemed to calm down suddenly at this moment.
After the violent thunder, it finally failed to rain heavily.
The boy turned his head and looked out the window. Outside was the rising sun in summer, and the scorching light made him dizzy. He raised his hand and pressed the place where his heart was beating, and an unfamiliar sense of soreness and tension quietly passed away.
Zhang Man couldn't see any change in his expression. Seeing that he pushed him away, he thought he still didn't believe it, and became even more anxious. There was a little cry in his voice, "Are you still not convinced? Li Wei, I have nothing to do with you... …"
She was interrupted.
"Three more hours next Saturday to make up yesterday’s lesson."
Zhang Man was taken aback for a while, and then he reacted for a while, and quickly said with a smile, the heavy heart from last night to the present moment relaxed a lot.
It's great, he still wants to believe her.
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Zhang Man's good mood didn't last long.
After a Chinese class, she went to the pantry at the end of the corridor to help Li Wei receive water, and ran into Dai Qian and another girl in the class, Zhou Xiaoqi.
Zhou Xiaoqi is the representative of the English class in the class, and I also came to meet Li Wei two days ago.
Zhou Xiaoqi stood behind her, watching her holding Li Wei's cup, and asked a little curiously: "Zhang Man, I think you have a good relationship with Li Wei. Did you two know each other before?"
Zhang Man unscrewed the faucet, took half a cup of cold water, and shook his head: "I don't know. He is injured. I am at the same table with him. I just do something within my power."
Zhou Xiaoqi nodded when she heard it, but Dai Qian "cut" it, obviously not believing it, and shook the cup in her hand: "I understand you, who makes Li Wei look so handsome and smart. If it weren't for him...maybe I would also chase He. By the way, didn’t you read our school’s post? Don’t you know that Li Wei has too much material on him. I heard that he still..."
Zhang Man took another half cup of hot water, and interrupted her unceremoniously: "I'll take it, I'm going in."
After talking about them, he turned around and left.
She knew that everyone's attitude towards Li Wei would take a big turn, but when she heard it with her own ears, she felt uncomfortable.
It's better to be out of sight and out of mind.
Back in the classroom, she put the water glass on the corner of the teenager's table, lying on the table without speaking.
She feels bad for their behavior, but she can't say anything. Can't grab everyone and tell them that Li Wei is not terrible and will not hurt them, right?
People are like this, and they have an inexplicable fear of things they don't understand, let alone the scary "schizophrenia".
Adults are like this, let alone a group of sixteen or seventeen-year-old children.
At the end of the day, the attitude of the students has changed dramatically from before. The classmates on duty subconsciously avoided Li Wei's position, and even the group leader did not take the initiative to accept him when he was collecting various subjects.
They naturally isolated him from the class. Although there is no direct language and personal attacks, such cold violence is often even more breakdown.
Zhang Man felt sore in his heart, but Li Wei didn't care at all. He still read and wrote on his own, and occasionally looked at the lawn outside the window when he was tired, quietly, as before.
Because I had expected it a long time ago, I will not be disappointed.