Butterfly dancing in the wind

The matter is in more than half a month later was poked, in the end, who is the secret, I vaguely some bottom. The day after Zhou Zhou and I lamented that "half a month had passed without anyone discovering our masterpiece", we caught the bag.

I was pushed awake by my math teacher. I do not know why we are foreign language majors but also math class, only that this teacher is said to be a Harvard graduate everyday class only ten minutes, the rest of the time will let us read the textbook she wrote, or used to recommend her book to us.

I looked at her sleepily as she pointed out the window, "Your counselor is looking for you." I looked out and there stood Zhang Shishi in a black suit, her hair pulled up high, her face expressionless in the sparse morning light.

I got up and walked out, and when I turned back to pack my things I saw my math teacher with a paper towel wiping my textbook, some of which had just left drool marks on it, and I looked at her serious and delicate appearance, and the cold hairs on my body stood up one by one.

I followed Zhang Shishi towards the department office, on the way no one spoke to anyone, originally I thought it was a class matter until I pushed open the office door and saw Zhou Zhou in the dormitory to catch up on sleep and the bald head of the department was also in and several leaders I did not know, I realized that things were not that simple. Perhaps seeing my nervousness and panic, Zhou Zhou patted my hand comfortingly.

"Where did you go at 2 a.m. on November 3rd?" The one who opened his mouth was our department head.

I was stunned to hear the question, that day from the auditorium when we left the fire has been extinguished, the curtain was also removed by us, if not to carefully study the stage can not see any major problems, and the time has been so long before suddenly being mentioned. I just want to speak, but Zhou Zhou preempted: "At that time of course we were sleeping in the dormitory, please ask the teacher what is the problem?"

"Now you still have to lie, if you confess the school will deal with discretion, if you are still stubborn and do not admit, do not blame the teachers do not have mercy."

"We did not lie, we were sleeping in the dormitory."

I watched as the director, who was as fat as a lead ball, stood up, huffed and puffed, and clicked on the computer a few times, then turned the monitor toward us.

The night was as thick as fog, and two dark shadows slid through the darkness. My heart contracted violently, and the final image was fixed in red light, I was hands are sweaty, damp, and greasy against Zhou Zhou's palms, her palms hot as fire, and mine cold as ice.

I heard Zhang Shishi's still gentle and mild voice, but the words that came out were so harsh: "How long has it been since school started, and how many times have you gotten into trouble? If the fire is not put out in the end, the whole school suffers, and you have made a mistake and still do not admit it, now I can not protect you. Director, how to deal with this matter how to deal with, is expelled or how to do according to the procedure ......"

I heard the word "expulsion" after the whole head exploded, so much so that I did not hear the sentence "teacher, I want to make a phone call" after Zhou Zhou.

So, when the office door was pushed open, the man in a suit full of the king's breath walked in, I was still in a trance, the whole person is weak, if not for Zhou Zhou to support me, perhaps I have fallen. We were called out after the man walked in, and I leaned against the wall looking at the clear blue sky overhead, and asked Zhou Zhou, "What if we get kicked out of school? My mom will be furious."

She still looked unperturbed and gently patted my hand, "No, definitely not."

Fifteen minutes later, I finally understood why Zhou Zhou was so sure.

Lu Fang pushed open the door and walked out, a formulaic smile on his handsome face, which suddenly became softer when his eyes fell on the person leaning sluggishly against the wall. He took a big step over and gently rubbed Zhou Zhou's hair: "Well, it's not a big deal, take care of it, don't be so capricious in the future, don't drag your friends into it." After saying that, he put his hand in front of me: "Hello, I am Lu Fang, Zhou Zhou's uncle."

Lu Fang's face is not unfamiliar to me, I once saw him in the financial newspaper in the library, I pointed to his picture and Zhou Zhou said: "Look, this group of old men and this real estate tycoon named Lu Fang is simply ......" I finally could not find A word that can describe it, can only sarcastically the Zhou Zhou's white eyes close the voice. And at this time, this person is standing in front of me, the stock and those rash college students can not be compared to the air of maturity makes my breath seems difficult.

I trembled and stretched out my hand to shake his, "Hello, I, I am Zhou Zhou's friend talk Xia Xin."

Zhou Zhou coldly snorted, "Outrageous, he is not my uncle." I hate stabbed Zhou Zhou, half excited half angry, and excited is the original I stand next to this person the legendary rich second generation or diamond type, and angry is she know Lu Fang that day but watched me make a fool of myself.

"Xiaozhou, don't make a scene."

Lu Fang still smiled, and once again reached out his hand as if to rub her hair, but she avoided it all at once. He was not annoyed, leaning over and asking us, "How about a barbecue for lunch?"

"I'll have McDonald's."

The expression on Lu Fang's face stiffened for a moment, then took out his cell phone and ordered a few words icily into the phone, hung up the phone, and turned back to the iceberg that had melted: "I had it sent over, I still have things to do in my company, so I'll leave first."

"Didn't you say I would accompany me to dinner?"

He was a bit helpless: "You can't let me go to McDonald's in this outfit, right? And I have something to do at work. Be good, don't eat too much junk food." Looking at Zhou Zhou's face is still gloomy, he softly coaxed, "This weekend I take you to climb the mountain, ask your last boyfriend to come." And then turned to me: "Talk Xia Xin students also come, bring your boyfriend, together to go out and have fun."

I didn't have time to tell him "I don't have a boyfriend" before Lu Fang left, and I watched him stride towards the black Lamborghini, with full style. Zhou Zhou whispered a curse, but his eyes slowly drifted away with the car.

Because of Lu Fang's help, Zhou Zhou and I ended up with nothing, not even a moral point deduction. This incident was lifted in the past. I always thought Lu Fang was joking that day, but I didn't think Zhou Zhou dragged me out of school on Saturday to buy hiking shoes and sportswear.

"What is this for?"

"Sunday is not to go hiking, I want to buy a new set of equipment." Seeing my confused look she couldn't help but hold her forehead: "You remember this, Lu Fang is going to take us climbing, you go about Peng Southwest, I also called Chen Chuan."

She smiled brightly, I suddenly felt that she was a little strange.

But I still took out my phone and started to compose a text message: Zhou Zhou called us to go climbing together, are you going?

Finally, I pressed the send button.

It was already late in the fall, and the cold wind swept up the fallen leaves towards me, like butterflies fluttering in the wind.