Chapter 259 Let’s go to bed together
In the southern region, the shortest season of the year is probably autumn. No one knows when autumn will come or when it will go.
After entering December, accompanied by several cold waves, the island also entered the coldest period of the year.
Fortunately, it is basically just this cold. As long as it is not during a cold wave, the highest temperature during the day is about 11 or 12 degrees, and the lowest temperature is only about 5 or 6 degrees.
Liu Zhiyi, who is afraid of cold, has long regarded sweaters as a part of her daily wear. And wearing only sweaters is not enough, she also wears a fluffy hooded sweatshirt, and finally puts on the black and white school uniform jacket. The hood of the sweatshirt inside is worn outside the school uniform, making it look like the school uniform has an extra hat. Her pair of cool little hands are tucked into the sleeves most of the time, with only a few delicate fingers exposed.
Xu Cailing was not as afraid of cold as Liu Zhiyi. She wore one less piece of clothing than Liu Zhiyi, but she also wore a sweater. The high collar of the sweater wrapped around the girl's delicate neck. Even when it was very cold, she would roll up her sleeves when she was exercising or working. If she was training, after her body warmed up, she would take off the sweater and only wear a thin sports jacket that was convenient for training.
Even Fang Wei had to put on long johns.
Thinking back to the time when I refused to wear long johns, I still think they are nice. The fleece lining wraps my legs tightly, and when my legs are warm, I feel my whole body is warm.
Fortunately, it is not a high-latitude area, so there is not so much gloomy weather even in winter. During the sunny winter days, there are many boys basking in the sun on the balcony during class breaks.
There is no weather more pleasant than the cool breeze in summer and the warm sunshine in winter.
Studying is also going on step by step. A parent-teacher meeting was held after the monthly exam at the end of October, followed by the second monthly exam at the end of November. It is almost the end of December, and the third monthly exam will also be approaching. In January of the new year, it will be the last monthly exam of this semester, which is also the final exam.
In the monthly exam at the end of November, Fang Wei still maintained the best result in the whole grade.
Cailing has stabilized and her grades haven't fluctuated much. Zhiyi has improved a little, because the math exam in November was not that difficult, she scored 128 points. Her ranking has also improved a little, and she is ranked twelfth in the grade.
After two monthly exams, it can be seen that the differentiation between arts and sciences for most students is becoming more and more serious. This situation is even worse in ordinary classes. Students already have worse foundations than those in key classes, so they simply give up a certain subject and focus on the direction they are good at, hoping to be assigned to a better class based on their subject scores after the end of the semester.
For many students, from elementary school to now, their classmates have been in the same class for at least one year. Even most students in small places are like Fang Weiwei, who have been in the same class for six years in elementary school and three years in junior high school.
The first semester of the freshman year in high school is probably the "shortest-lived" class, as the students are disbanded after just one semester.
Fortunately, the time we spent together was short, and we had to separate before our feelings had time to grow deep. Most students would not be too sad because of this, unless they made friends who they considered to be very good.
For example, Zhao Yueting really wants to continue to be in the same class with Fang Wei, even though there is a high probability that Fang Wei will snatch her position as class monitor if she is in the same class with him, and he will always find ways to trick her, the deputy class monitor, into doing her work. But no matter what, if she really has to choose the person in the class whom she feels the best, gets along with the most, and likes the most, it is undoubtedly Fang Wei.
Not to mention her, even Liu Bo thought so. At least the atmosphere with Fang Wei as deskmate was very good. Fang Wei was also one of the few people he could "communicate" with. Compared to getting a new deskmate after the class was divided and "deskmates called each other idiots", Liu Bo would rather continue to sit at the same desk with Fang Wei.
Of course, Bo Ge is casual. It would be better if we could continue to sit at the same table in the same class after the class division, but it doesn’t matter if we don’t have the same class.
"Hey, you guys should all choose science by then, right?"
Zhao Yueting turned around and asked Fang Wei and Liu Bo.
Liu Bo looked up, as if he didn't hear clearly, and was too lazy to ask any more questions.
Fang Wei nodded and said, "Yes, isn't this obvious?"
"Then even if we are separated into different classes in the future, it seems that there is a high probability that we will continue to be in the same class!"
Zhao Yueting smiled and said, "I heard that after the re-division of subjects and classes, there will be an additional top class on top of the ordinary classes and key classes, two top classes for liberal arts and two top classes for science. Then there is at least a 50% chance that we will continue to be in the same class."
"Are you so confident that we will all be in the top class?" Fang Wei smiled.
"Those in the top 100 in science will definitely be admitted to the elite class! According to the ranking of science scores, I am not far behind at all!" Zhao Yueting looked arrogant.
According to the class division results in previous years, the goal of the top students in the liberal arts and science classes of No. 1 Middle School is basically to enter key universities, and the performance of the top classes is also evaluated by the "admission rate to key universities".
There is no doubt that based on Fang Wei, Liu Bo and Zhao Yueting's grades, they will definitely be admitted to the top class in science, and Liu Zhiyi will definitely be admitted to the top class in liberal arts.
Fang Wei estimated that there would be about ten students in his class who would be able to enter the top classes in liberal arts or science. With a 50-50 chance of getting in, there would probably be only five or six people who would be able to stay in the same class with him until the end of the college entrance examination.
After the subjects and classes are re-divided, the head teacher and subject teachers will most likely change. The people are still the same, they are just redistributed.
As an outstanding teacher at the municipal level, Teacher Liang used to be in charge of teaching the top science classes. I think this year will be no exception. After the departments and classes are divided, there is still a 50% probability that he will become my own class teacher. As for other subject teachers, it is hard to say.
"By the way, did you make it to the second round of your recent basketball game?" Zhao Yueting asked curiously.
"What do you mean by 'you guys'? We are representing our class here, okay? Are you, the vice-class monitor, trying to cause division?"
"Oh, who knows what you guys are doing? I can't understand it. What's so fun about a group of people grabbing a ball and throwing it around? When is the next game for you...our class?"
"It's this afternoon, the second round, against Class 14."
The basketball game that Fang Wei and Zhao Yueting were talking about was a school-level basketball game organized by the school. It is considered to be a more lively competition event in the school besides the annual spring school sports meeting.
The target group is freshmen and sophomores in high school. Don’t ask why seniors don’t have a chance. In No. 1 Middle School, where everything is focused on study, being able to allow sophomores to participate in the competition is already a blessing!
Each class will have the class monitor or sports committee member organize students to sign up and participate in the competition, with the champion and runner-up being decided in the end.
Although there were no medals or prizes, only a certificate, the students' enthusiasm for participation was still very high.
The competition time is every afternoon after school, and the location of the competition venue is also well chosen, right next to the cafeteria and the basketball court outside the dormitory building, which is convenient for other students to watch the game and cheer after dinner or simply on the dormitory balcony.
The first round of preliminary competitions was rather quiet. In No. 1 Middle School, where everything is focused on studying, the levels of the teams organized by class were uneven, the games were not very exciting, and there were few people watching. Many girls didn't even know that there was a game in their class, and even if they knew, they had no interest in watching it.
For example, Liu Zhiyi didn’t even know when her class’s basketball preliminary match was over, but she ran over to watch Fang Wei’s class’s basketball preliminary match.
The girl hid among the students in Class 1 who were watching the game, pretending that she was also from Class 1, and secretly cheered for Fang Wei.
As the game progressed, it entered the second round. The competition became increasingly fierce, and the atmosphere of the game was brewing. More and more students came to watch the game and cheer, and there was finally some excitement that a game should have.
"After we finish fighting Class 14, who will we fight next?"
"… Let's beat Class 14 first! This class is pretty strong. I think we're in trouble."
"Ah? Is Class 14 so powerful? Aren't they just an ordinary class?"
"He's just a bad student, but he doesn't necessarily play badly."
"So if we win, will we go to the third round?"
"Yes, if we can win, we will reach the semi-finals, and then we will draw lots to decide our opponents."
"Four, top four! So fast! Does that mean our class is now in the top eight?"
"...There are only sixteen classes in the first year of high school. Is it strange that there are eight in the quarterfinals?"
Zhao Yueting was a little surprised. Although the girl had a cheerful personality, she didn't like sports very much, let alone basketball, a sport that girls almost never touched.
"It sounds like we have a chance! If we beat Class 14, we'll be in the semifinals. If we win one more round, won't we be in the finals?"
"... Sir, it's not as simple as you say. There's basically no need to think about the finals. The first and second place will definitely be the special classes. Class 6, Class 15, and Class 16 basically take the top three spots. The only thing the other classes can compete for is a spot in the semi-finals. We're lucky that we didn't get the special class in the second round, otherwise we would have been sent away without any suspense this afternoon."
Class six is the key specialty class where Cailing is studying. Recently, during the basketball game, Cailing was busy training with the city team and did not watch the game.
Fang Wei had actually watched the competition of Class VI. He could only say that it was indeed a key specialty class and was on a different level than other classes.
For example, Fang Wei's Class 1 had to spend a long time to pick five people with decent skills to form a team. However, Class 6 had a lot of second-level athletes, all of whom were tall and had excellent skills. In the first round, they defeated the hapless Class 4 with a huge advantage.
Classes 15 and 16 are ordinary specialty classes. The athletes in them may not be as strong as those in Class 6, but they are not something that ordinary class teams can challenge.
It can be said that after reaching the semi-finals, it is the stage for students with special talents, but at least the quality has increased, the games are more exciting, and there are more people watching. Otherwise, it is always a group of noobs fighting each other, and only people in your own class are watching their own class games. In the end, they can only cheer for their feelings, and the so-called campus basketball games are gradually watched by fewer people.
After listening to Fang Wei's analysis of the situation, Zhao Yueting, who had no idea about the game, finally understood something.
"So our class's goal this time is to be in the top four?"
"Yes, if we can beat Class 14 and make it to the semi-finals, then our goal will be accomplished. We can even get a certificate if we reach the semi-finals."
"Can you be more ambitious? Aim for the championship!"
"This is called not aiming too high. Don't think about things that are out of reach, otherwise it will only increase your worries and anxiety. Or, if you can do it, go for it!"
"I won't go. I'll organize my classmates to cheer for you guys during the game this afternoon."
"Sure, find more girls to be cheerleaders and overwhelm Class 14 with their momentum!"
"Tsk, be careful or you'll lose face~!"
After all, successfully making it to the second round is a big event in the class. As the deputy monitor, Zhao Yueting still did her best to inform the classmates about this matter and made an appointment with everyone to go together after school in the afternoon to cheer for the class team.
……
“Ahhhh~! (#>д<)~!”
On the way home at noon, Xu Cailing, holding her lunch box, followed Fang Wei and Liu Zhiyi, who were going home to eat, with a look of regret and pity on their faces.
"What are you doing?"
"Why can't you have the competition during class time or on weekends? I have to go to training after school this afternoon, so I can't watch the game!"
"It's okay, Cailing, I'm your eyes, I'll help you see." Liu Zhiyi comforted. "I'll let you enjoy it all, Zhiyi!"
"I, I'm not happy at all. Cailing, can you ask Teacher Lin for two hours' leave? Can you wait until you finish watching Fang Wei's game before going to training?"
"I've already told Teacher Lin."
"Then what? Did he agree?" Fang Wei asked curiously.
“Then I got yelled at.”
Fang Wei, Liu Zhiyi: "..."
There is no way around this. Compared to the special training for gifted students in school, the training of the city team is more rigorous. Things like taking a leave just to watch a football game are out of the question.
The girl likes to join in the fun. She is not only keen on standing on the stage where everyone is paying attention, but she is also equally keen on seeing Fang Wei standing on the stage where everyone is paying attention.
Although her specialty class, Class 6, was the favorite to win the basketball game, Xu Cailing did not have much interest in watching her own class's game. She only wanted to watch Fang Wei's game.
"Your class is about the same level as Class 14. The competition this afternoon will surely be intense!"
"...Can you please stop using the term 'equally matched'? It sounds like a fight between two weaklings."
"What should I use then?"
"Use equal strength!" Liu Zhiyi corrected.
As expected of a little genius in liberal arts, the word "knowing the meaning" makes people feel particularly comfortable.
"Oh, it doesn't matter. You seem to be the only one in your class who is good. How can you win when you're alone against four people?"
Fang Wei's face turned serious: "We are in a team competition, don't say things that are not conducive to unity. If it weren't for my four teammates, would this competition be able to start?"
Xu Cailing and Liu Zhiyi burst into laughter at Fang Wei's serious look. They had never participated in any formal basketball games, but they could feel that Fang Wei was tired.
Fang Wei had a solution. Although Cai Ling couldn't see him in person, he could take a picture of him and show it to her! Even his sister in Shanghai could see it!
When the three of them returned home and sat on the sofa to eat together, Fang Wei took out his camera, replaced a new roll of film, and handed it to Liu Zhiyi.
"Remember not to take pictures that make me look ugly!"
"Zhiyi, don't listen to him! Just take ugly pictures of him! I love seeing ugly pictures!" Xu Cailing said excitedly.
"Uh-huh!"
Liu Zhiyi fiddled with the camera with an amused look on her face. She found it interesting to think about trying hard to capture ugly photos of Fang Wei with the camera.
"I say...what on earth are you guys here to watch me play for? Are you here to see me make a fool of myself?"
"Yes~!"
"...??"
Fang Wei was choked by a mouthful of rice and couldn't speak. After a while, he rolled his eyes and said, "Then remember this, don't blame me for taking ugly photos of you next time!"
"you dare!"
Liu Zhiyi also knows how to use Wen Susu's SLR film camera, but her photography skills are not as good as Fang Wei and Sister Susu. It is difficult to capture the perfect angle. With her skills, it should be easy for her to take ugly photos, right?
Don’t take your poor photography skills as an honor!
After dinner, the two maids packed up the lunch boxes for the three people, and then went back to their rooms and brought out two small quilts.
Fang Wei didn't need to take the quilt. He used half of the quilt on the left and half on the right, which was just enough.
As the weather gets colder, taking a nap on the sofa is not as comfortable as it is in the summer.
The three bodies pressed tightly together on the sofa felt warm, but their legs stretched out and dangling on the coffee table seemed empty and cold.
Perhaps the two girls would not feel cold if they wrapped their legs around Fang Wei's legs, one on the left and one on the right, but how could these reserved girls do such an overly ambiguous action?
Zhiyi waited for Cailing to do this first, and Cailing waited for Zhiyi to do this first, but after waiting for a long time, no one had the courage to wrap their legs around Fang Wei first.
It was difficult to fall asleep when his feet were cold. Seeing the two girls hugging his arms, curled up against him on each side, Fang Wei thought for a moment and said:
"Your legs are a little cold. Why don't you go back to your room and sleep? This weather is not suitable for sleeping on the sofa."
"Well, then..."
"gone."
Fang Wei gently pulled out his arms that were tightly embraced by the gentle girls, relaxed on the sofa for a while, then stood up and went back to the room in his slippers.
Before he could tidy up the quilt on the bed and lie down, Xu Cailing and Liu Zhiyi, holding small quilts and pillows in their arms, followed him into the room.
Under Fang Wei's stunned gaze, the two girls ran to the left and right sides of his bed, put their pillows next to his, patted the quilt twice, then lifted the quilt they brought and fell asleep with their clothes on.
Fang Wei sat in the middle of the bed, looking at Cai Ling and Zhi Yi who were lying comfortably on his bed, holding the quilt to cover half of their faces, and was speechless for a long time.
"...No, why are you guys here taking a nap?"
"Didn't you say to go back to your room and sleep?"
"…I said everyone should go back to their own rooms!"
"..."
Xu Cailing and Liu Zhiyi pretended to be confused and lay on his bed, refusing to move. They didn't care about Fang Wei's expression, but just secretly opened their eyes and glanced at each other's expressions.
Seeing that Zhiyi (Cai Ling) had no intention of leaving, Cai Ling (Zhi Yi) also felt relieved, and for a moment, no one was willing to leave first!
"It's just a nap together! It's just like taking a nap on the sofa... We each have a pillow and a blanket, and we don't have to worry about oversleeping and being late. It's so warm sleeping together. It's not like we didn't do that when we were kids!"
Cai Ling made up her mind first. No matter whether Zhiyi left or not, she would never leave!
"Just, that's it!"
Zhiyi also quickly agreed, but then realized, No! I never slept with him like this when I was a kid!
Since Cai Ling often took naps with him like this when she was little, then, then it wouldn't be too much for me to make up for it! So he refused to leave.
Seeing that the two naughty girls started to pretend to sleep, Fang Wei had no other choice but to lie down with them.
"…Just go to sleep, and remember not to tell any nonsense when you get home!"
“Who would say this…”
"Just, that's it!"
After getting Fang Wei's agreement, Xu Cailing and Liu Zhiyi became happy. The bed they had just laid down on was still cold and not yet warm, so they squeezed towards Fang Wei in the middle until the gaps between the three quilts of different colors became tight. Only then did they breathe a sigh of relief with satisfaction.
Fang Wei was lying flat on his back, and they were lying on their sides, all facing Fang Wei's direction.
The room was silent for a moment, with only the sound of each other's breathing.
Maybe there is also a slightly intense heartbeat, but others can't hear it.
Liu Zhiyi is so excited!
This is the first time I have slept in the same bed with a boy since I was a child...! The time in the hotel before doesn't count! We were both sleeping together, but why did it feel so much more wonderful when I was lying on the bed with him than when I was lying on the sofa?
Xu Cailing was also very excited!
It is true that I often took naps in bed with him when I was a child, but that was many, many years ago. Now that I am experiencing it again, I feel inexplicably nervous and excited!
Fang Wei closed his eyes, but his Adam's apple couldn't help but roll.
Because a warm and slightly cool little hand on the right side had sneaked in from the gap between the tightly squeezed quilt at some point.
When touching his arm, the slightly cool fingertips shrank slightly. Perhaps seeing that he did not react, it became bolder and groped along his arm. Finally, it took Fang Wei's right hand, which was placed on his chest, to the right, opened his hot palm, and slid into his palm.
I said... Knowing the meaning!!
Fang Wei took a long, deep breath and glanced at Liu Zhiyi on his right.
The girl looked like she had been fast asleep for a long time, nestling obediently on his right shoulder, with her long hair scattered on her cheek. As for whether her hand was asleep or not, that was her hand's business, not Zhiyi's business...
Cai Ling is still honest...it seems a little too early to say that.
Just when Fang Wei was relieved and secretly holding hands with Liu Zhiyi to sleep, Cai Ling on his left took advantage of his unpreparedness and also slipped her little hand in from the gap between the tight quilts.
And he is even more outrageous than Liu Zhiyi!
She was not satisfied with holding hands with Fang Wei while sleeping. When Fang Wei took the initiative to grab her naughty little hand, her little hand slipped away like a loach, and then groped along the hem of his clothes... and slid onto his warmest and softest belly.
Cai Ling's hands were not cold as expected, but at that moment, Fang Wei's abdominal muscles were still tense, so he had to hold her little hand through her clothes to prevent her from moving around.
The two girls finally behaved well and soon fell asleep peacefully.
Fang Wei couldn't sleep and felt uncomfortable.
Probably from today on, throughout the winter, he would need to slowly get used to taking a lunch break...
(End of this chapter)
