Quick Wear: Under the Skirt, All Beings Are Equal

Chapter 138 Extra 1

Xu Miao——

In the first class of senior year, a teenager in school uniform rushed into the classroom and shouted to everyone in the noisy classroom: "The results are out, and the teacher said that this time we will change the seats according to the results."

"Ah, no."

"If I had known, I would have studied hard. What's the big deal? I don't want to be separated from my deskmate."

"The teacher mentioned this before the exam. Just now when I went to the office to pick up English homework, I heard him chatting with the head teacher of Class 2, saying that they wanted to change seats."

The girl who was sleeping on the table raised her head, listened to the overwhelming complaints, and turned her head slightly to ask the person next to her: "Xu Miao, what were they talking about just now?"

Xu Miao was holding a stack of test papers in his hand, writing down the wrong questions in his notebook. When he heard the girl's voice, he raised his head and said, "It has nothing to do with us."

The sycamore trees outside the window were in full bloom, casting a sparse light. Seeing Lu Sheng casually pick up a notebook to fan himself, he raised his right hand and opened the window wider.

"Is this better? What did you do last night? Why are you so sleepy today?"

Lu Sheng felt the cool breeze and felt like he came back to life. He propped himself up and yawned softly.

"I was so engrossed in solving that puzzle last night that I picked up my phone and played Sudoku for a while. Before I knew it, it was already 2 a.m., so I went to bed late."

Xu Miao smiled and said, "You have to change this habit. Last time, he thought of a question and called me at three o'clock to study it together. After thinking about it for a long time, it turned out that the question was wrong."

Lu Sheng let out a slight "hmm".

"Don't mention this dark history. Didn't you realize the question was wrong at first?"

Xu Miao suddenly put down the pen in his hand, turned around and looked at her, his eyes hiding a wanton spring breeze: "Who said I didn't find it? I saw that question a few days ago."

Just as Lu Sheng was about to say something, he saw Jiang Yue walking into the classroom holding two bottles of mineral water. She stuffed the mineral water into Lu Sheng's hands and sat down on the seat.

With an Alps in his mouth, he said vaguely: "During the class meeting this afternoon, the teacher wanted to adjust the seats according to grades, and everyone was very dissatisfied."

Lu Sheng put the water on the table, picked up the candy Jiang Yue handed over and tore it open, "No wonder, I was wondering why everyone didn't do their homework today and was making so much noise."

Jiang Yue pouted and said, "Except for some people whose seats remain unchanged, basically everyone's seats have changed. You and Xu Miao have been desk mates for three years. I'm so angry. If it weren't for the class division in the first year of high school, and I was one point short, he wouldn't have occupied your desk mate's seat for so long."

Xu Miao glanced at her from the side and asked, "Do you have any objections?"

Class one is a key class. Jiang Yue was in Class two when she was in the first year of high school, and she was promoted to Class one in the second semester of her senior year. When she came, everyone's position was basically fixed.

Xu Miao is famous for his good looks, good grades, good temper, and he can play basketball and table tennis. He also won a prize for his class at the school sports meet. He can be called the school idol.

That year, the cicadas' chirping was audible, the sun was scorching, the branches were growing wildly, and the boys and girls, wearing windy school uniforms, sat in the classroom where the desks were piled with test papers and books. It was the best age of their lives when they were radiant.

The dusk crushed the setting sun, and the group of young people also changed their appearance.

That youth filled Xu Miao's entire summer and became his unattainable dream.

He only remembered that he was halfway through his homework when he suddenly smelled the fragrance of food. He put down his pen and ran. In the end, there was no food left when he arrived at the cafeteria. He remembered the morning exercise team that kept getting longer and longer, and the days when he was very happy every time he saw the girl who had sat at the same table with him for three years.

He dreamed repeatedly about the scenes before the college entrance examination, as if he could not break free from it, or rather, he did not want to break free from it.

Xu Miao remembered the blinding sensation of the stick hitting his head, the bouquet of flowers he bought before confessing his love fell to the ground and was stepped on by someone, and he remembered even more the scene of several steel pipes piercing his body and splashing blood.

At that time, he didn't think about anything. He was just worried that the weather didn't look very good. Did the girl he liked bring an umbrella? Would she wait for him foolishly?

Xu Miao didn’t know what his current state was, whether he was a ghost or a human, or maybe something else.

He just lightly landed on the leaves outside the window, as if following the sunlight to hug the girl who was sitting in the classroom and enjoying the cool breeze.

Xu Miao didn't know how long he had been trapped. He only felt a blackness in front of his eyes, and then a bright light slowly emerged. The scene in front of him stunned him.

In youth, Jiang Yue, Lu Sheng's best friend, fell from a tall building and hit the ground heavily. The splattered blood fell on Lu Sheng's face, slid down her face, and left a mark under her snow-white face, which looked like tears of blood that were about to gush out.

He saw that Lu Sheng's body trembled violently.

"Lu Sheng."

Xu Miao called the girl's name, but no one in this world could hear his voice.

Lu Sheng seemed to have lost his soul. He walked towards Jiang Yue's body in a daze. He knelt on the ground with his head down, saying nothing, neither sad nor happy.

He watched the young girl calmly help Jiang Yue to clean up the funeral arrangements, and then helped with the funeral for her grandmother, and then he locked himself in the room. From time to time, there were some noisy noises outside the room, crackling sounds, and various insults.

"Lu Sheng, how can someone like you still have the nerve to live in this world?"

"It's really cold-blooded."

Xu Miao was so angry that he almost went crazy, but the girl in the room didn't feel anything. She was in a daze and refused to communicate with anyone or answer anyone's calls.

He tried every possible way to make the girl happy, but he and she were not in the same world, and his funny movements and expressions did not catch the girl's eye.

Xu Miao still remembers that day. The weather was particularly good that day. Lu Sheng seemed to be alive. When he opened the refrigerator, he found that the bread had become moldy.

She didn't think much about it, but wolfed down the bread, cheered herself up, and started thinking. He watched her move forward step by step, slowly approaching, and watched her despair when she finally became addicted to drugs, and like Jiang Yue, she jumped down from a tall building.

He stretched out his hands, wanting to hug the girl.

The girl's body passed through his transparent arms and fell to the ground.

Xu Miao wanted to cry, but he had no tears. He wanted to hug her, but he couldn't.

He felt his soul was empty, and his whole body was floating. It was as if someone was talking in his ear. He suddenly felt a severe pain in his chest. When he opened his eyes again, he saw a snow-white ceiling.

Xu Miao looked at the ceiling for a long time. He felt an extreme desire in his heart and wanted to see Lu Sheng immediately. However, he did not take any action. Instead, he tried hard to recall the past. He felt as if he had experienced something, but he could not remember it.

He picked up a pen and wrote down everything that happened to him from childhood to adulthood. He looked at it for a long time, but could not remember what very important thing he had forgotten.

The doctor said it was a sequelae of becoming a vegetative state and that he just needed to take good care of himself. He just smiled and listened to his brother's advice without saying a word.

His heart was in great panic.

He watched "Spring Fever" and felt that the dead silence in those eyes seemed to overlap with something in his mind. When he fainted from the pain and woke up, he had forgotten it again.

He only heard himself say: "Protect her well, definitely, protect her well, enjoy things without getting tired of them, love without getting trapped by love."

There once was a young man named Xu Miao, with a thousand kinds of tenderness in his curved brows that could not be concealed. He crossed thousands of mountains, crossed past and present lives, and with a sense of courage and passion in his heart, he stumbled in front of the girl against the surging crowd, like a moth that ignited on its own, wanting to warm her up.

"I like someone. I really like her very much."

"I like it, but it's useless?"

“I like it even if it’s useless.”

How can I not miss my youth? We saw each other every day back then.