Chapter 13: Death is like the wind, always with me.

“I’m not sleeping back, I’m pretending to sleep and testing my brother on purpose, got it?”

“Got it, got it.” Cheng Ming said perfunctorily.

“You have no idea.”

Cheng Li stomped her feet and savagely swung her small fists to lightly pound Cheng Ming’s body.

“I really know.”

After Cheng Ming washed up, he changed into his school uniform and woke up his sister at the right time, but she ended up getting angry like a cat with fried hair, and refused to admit that she had overslept.

The tired and pale Li Ying looked at Cheng Li in a nightgown as she walked out of Cheng Ming’s room, the two siblings still playing around, and barely managed to squeeze out a smile as she asked, “You guys slept together last night?”

Cheng Li inclined his head, hands hidden behind his back fiddling, did not dare to meet his mother’s eyes, and said sheepishly, “No …… no ah, I called my brother to get up.”

Cheng Li didn’t know why she lied, but her mom and dad didn’t want her to sleep with her brother, and sleeping with him felt like doing something bad.

“What time did you guys go to bed last night?”

“Mom and Dad went to bed before they came home, didn’t they? Brother.”

Cheng Li winked at Crazy Cheng Ming, but also hit his arm with his hand, separating this string of confessions it.

Cheng Ming of course know why mom asked this question, most likely afraid of last night’s events affect the two of them, in retrospect, mom must be very regret at home with dad quarrel it.

Cheng Ming nodded slightly, matching his sister’s words, “Well, I’m going to sleep after I take a shower.”

Even if it’s a lie, it’s worth it if it makes mom feel better.

“This is good ……” Lai Ying breathed a sigh of relief, put the change on the table, and said, “This is the breakfast money and lunch money, I am a little unwell today, so go to the breakfast stall and buy something to eat by yourselves. “

“Mom, if you’re not feeling well, why don’t you take a day off to rest.” Cheng Ming suggested.

Li Ying revealed a pleased smile and rubbed Cheng Ming’s head, “I’m fine, I just didn’t sleep well last night, send your sister to school.”

Cheng Ming clenched his fists and resolved to resolve this sooner rather than later.

“I don’t need my brother to send me.” Cheng Li, who was on the side, muttered in a small voice.

Cheng Ming waited for his sister to brush her teeth and wash her face and put on her school uniform before they went out together side by side.

Cheng Ming pushed out the bike, Cheng Li was late to get on the back seat of the car, and said with palpitations, “Brother, you just slept for so little time, you won’t get into a car accident.”

“I’m not sleepy now.”

Cheng Ming is not afraid of breaking the skin. But if he fell and hurt his sister, not only would she feel pain, he would also feel pain, and it would not be good if he left any scars.

Good thing the time is still early, only seven o’clock out, the two welcomed the warm morning sun and breeze, leisurely wandering in the street.

Cheng Ming yawned several times in a row, this sunlight and this wind were too foul for someone who had stayed up all night.

“Brother, don’t fall asleep on the main road, I have many classmates. It would be bad if they knew that my brother is such a person.” Cheng Li kicked Cheng Ming’s thigh and reminded.

“Don’t worry, I won’t, but do you really have friends?”

“Brother, you’re so annoying. I have more friends than you do.”

There was really no way to refute this one, and Cheng Ming, who had been reborn and returned, already had a hard time playing the game of making friends.

Wang Hao was the one who took the initiative to come to Cheng Ming to talk.

And Cheng Ming and Zhao Lei have a friendship built on indulging and sinking together.

Cheng Ming and Cheng Li sat down at the breakfast stand outside the entrance of the elementary school.

After the all-nighter, Cheng Ming didn’t really want to eat greasy food and didn’t have much of an appetite, so he ordered a tofu flower.

The roadside is constantly swept by groups of students riding to school in groups of three or five.

Cheng Li, on the other hand, ordered soybean milk doughnuts and two meat buns and ate them with a full mouth.

Cheng Ming ate all the tofu flower early and looked at Cheng Li with his hands resting on his cheeks.

Cheng Li was stared at with some embarrassment, and her eating became reserved and girlish.

My brother has really become so strange in the past two days, usually after eating, he would leave her and go straight to school, and today he is still staying here.

Cheng Li diverted his attention and said, “Brother, won’t you starve to death if you just eat this much?”

“Watching you eat fills me up.”

Cheng Li winced and said, “Wow, disgusting, brother you are so disgusting, my goosebumps are falling all over the place.”

Cheng Li took a bite of the meat bun and looked at another meat bun but had no appetite at all, it was all his brother’s fault.

“Brother, this meat bun is for you, I’m full.” Cheng Li said as he pushed the meat bun towards Cheng Ming.

“Can I have this meatloaf you’ve been eating.”

On a whim, Cheng Ming planned to tease his sister.

“Brother, I’m really going to get angry.”

Cheng Li raised his foot under the table and viciously kicked Cheng Ming’s knee twice, leaving two large footprints.

It’s pissed off already.

“Just kidding, just kidding.”

“Really …… don’t make lady jokes.”

Cheng Ming apologized for a long time and promised to order all of his sister’s favorite dishes at noon before she forgave him and went into school satisfied.

Morning reading classes at Southminster begin at 6:30 a.m., with boarding students attending after morning exercises and some day students, and end at 7:20 a.m. before heading to the cafeteria for breakfast.

Cheng Ming certainly belongs to the kind of people who do not participate in the morning reading class, the beautiful name of the morning reading at home, in fact, the first year that will be.

He still gets up nice and early for his morning classes, but it’s just so cold in the winter that it’s a pure pain in the ass.

After that, Cheng Ming applied for early morning reading at home, slept in his spare time, and when the language teacher wanted to randomly recite ancient poems, he went into a state of readiness and woke up early to recite them.

On that day, before the official start of class, the whole class was reading aloud.

Lin Jingyi is the opposite of Cheng Ming. In her three years of junior high school, unless it rained heavily, snowed heavily, or she was sick, she never missed a morning study session.

As soon as he arrived at the classroom, Cheng Ming’s long-suppressed tiredness surged up and out of control.

Junior year doesn’t have as many books as senior year, but putting all of them on your desk can create a small fortress.

It’s actually far less useful than having a tall front desk in front of you and a good cohort, but for a sleeping peace of mind.

Cheng Ming folded his arms and flopped down on the table, completely falling asleep.

Cheng Ming had a nightmare about his funeral.

White wreaths, gray photos with the sound of the voice still on them.

My sister was crying, Lin Jingyi was crying, my mom was crying, Zhao Ren, who was still in college, was back, and Xu Juan and Aunt Lian, who had disappeared for years, were also back.

Dad sat on the stool with his cigarettes, his face incredulous, waiting until the cigarette burned out to burn his fingers, but also did not smoke a mouthful of cigarettes.

Surely, one is dead? Rebirth and all that is just a walk in the park before death, a floating dream.

Just as Cheng Ming’s consciousness was about to sink into the deep darkness, a scream like the shimmering light of the breaking dawn rang out beside his ears, and it also violently shook Cheng Ming’s body.

“Ming, Ming, wake up, wake up.”

Cheng Ming opened his eyes, the corners of his mouth wet, leaving a large puddle of drool on the table and his arm. Despite the nightmare, his extremely sleepy body had gotten a drop of satisfaction.

The classroom was a bit frighteningly quiet, and Cheng Ming immediately had an unsettling premonition.

Sleeping in the classroom, the noisier it is, the safer it is, the quieter it is instead is a sign of danger.

A chalk head brushed past Cheng Ming’s forehead and nearly smashed into his face, and the air was filled with the smell of chalk dust, which was somewhat pungent.

Cheng Ming first looked to his left, and his temporary tablemate Lin Jingyi was looking at him with a hopeless look.

Cheng Ming raised his head and saw the big black face of Lian Zhangyuan, his heart thumped, bad.

“Cheng Ming stand up for me, do you think you’re so great that you scored one hundred and thirty points in math on the monthly exam that you don’t even need to listen to my class?”

Lian Zhangyuan growled and bellowed, as the director of instruction, the symbol of the school teacher’s authority, he had the strictest classroom discipline.

“Little Ming, hurry up and stand up.” Lin Jingyi urged anxiously, slapping Cheng Ming’s buttocks unconcernedly, fearing that he would be confused in his sleep.

“Sorry, teacher, I was just memorizing English words silently. Because English is so boring, I ended up sleeping right through it.”

Cheng Ming of course, it is not possible to do with Lian Zhangyuan lifting the bar against, that is to add to their own blockage to find a crime, junior high school life in the remaining two months he would like to have a good time it.

But he was offending both English and math teachers at the same time with that comment.

No harm done though, these are the two subjects he is most confident in right now.

“Reading English in math class? Good good good.”

Cheng Ming’s excuse exasperated Lian Zhangyuan, saying three good words in a row, snuffing out the chalk in his hand and tapping the blackboard:

“How dare you read English in my class, come and do this one question for me, let me see if your math is at a level where you can read English in math class.”

Cheng Ming waited for this sentence, he just saw that Lian Zhangyuan was talking about the grand finale of yesterday’s paper, that is, the last question of the last big question, can you get a high score and full marks to open the gap with other students depends on this question.

Death is like the wind, it’s always with me, time to show the dog tags, no, time to show real skill.

Cheng Ming wiped the corners of his mouth and walked towards the blackboard with his chest out and his back up.

Lin Jingyi looked at his back, like Jing Ke in the wind and water, so nervous that she put her hands together and prayed.

Cheng Ming solved this problem yesterday when he had nothing to do, this time he didn’t need to look at the problem and think about it, he directly picked up the chalk and wrote the solution process on the blackboard.

The problem solving process was quite long, and Cheng Ming had written a large half of the blackboard.

After writing, Cheng Ming patted the chalk dust on his hands for fear of it and asked humbly, “Teacher, did I do it right? Please correct me if there are any mistakes.”

Cheng Ming’s tone was not impulsive and his attitude was sincere, but how did this sound so harsh.