Lao Mo Fang Yuan

Chapter 4

Mo Zhen took the pen holder in his hand and looked at it. It was the one he saw in the supermarket a few days ago. The overall color of the pen holder was blue, with white and cyan dotted around it. The first half of the pen holder was in the shape of a tile-roofed house , you can put knives, erasers and other small stationery inside. If you want to put pens, you can lift the roof up. The second half is a rectangular traditional pen holder, which can hold pens of various lengths.

The pattern on the front of the pen holder is a cartoon boy standing on a green lawn. The boy has a mushroom head and wears a blue and white short-sleeved shirt. He is holding a sheep in his hand. The boy and the sheep are surrounded by two lush trees. A short tree with a few white clouds floating above it.It was because of this shape and pattern that Mo Zhen fell in love with this pen holder.After looking back and forth several times, the corners of Mo Zhen's mouth slowly formed a big arc.

Opening the roof of the pen holder, Mo Zhen was surprised to find that there was a piece of folded paper inside. He put the pen holder into a black handbag, took the paper out and walked to the streetlight in the playground, opened it and saw the paper on it. It reads: "Hello, classmate, this is the pen holder I gave you. I waited for you for a long time, but you didn't come. I hope you can take it and like it."

Mo Zhen studied the handwriting and found it familiar. First, he thought about the handwriting of a few roommates in the dormitory. It was not their handwriting. Mo Zhen is the representative of the physics class, and he is familiar with the handwriting of every student in the class. I thought about the handwriting of the girls in the class again, but I still couldn't figure out who it was. Finally, I thought about the handwriting of the rest of the boys in the class, but I still couldn't match the numbers.

The style of the pen looks familiar, but I just can’t remember who it is. Mo Zhen walked back and wanted to put the pen holder back. Halfway there, he took out the pen holder. He looked at it again and again, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it. , Xin said: "According to the time agreed yesterday, this pen holder should be for me, and this pen holder happens to be the one I like. It seems that the other party is an acquaintance, at least someone who knows me. I don't care about him. Take it away first and then talk about it." , if you take the wrong one, just buy the same one and return it to him.”

After thinking about it, Mo Zhen felt a lot more at ease. He put the pen holder in his handbag and walked towards the dormitory. The person from the other party came and didn't take the agreed things, did I break up a pair of mandarin ducks, isn't that too immoral?"

Turning around and turning back, before he could move his legs, he muttered again: "No, the school forbids talking about partners. I do this and break up a couple so that they can study hard, get admitted to a good university, and have a good future. This is good for them. Life is good. No matter, come back tomorrow night to see if there is anything else, and then make a decision. I want to take it away today."

After thinking about it, Mo Zhen turned around and went back to the dormitory directly, without any hesitation this time.

What Mo Zhen didn't know was that just over an hour ago, when he was following the crowd on the playground, Fang Yuan was carrying a bag with a pen holder wrapped in a black handbag, walking from the narrow alley to the north of the teaching building. Enter the inaccessible northeast corner of the playground, pass through the northernmost edge of the overgrown playground, and come to the northwest corner of the playground. I waited here for more than an hour, and after seeing the appointed time for nearly an hour, I hung the black handbag on the parallel bars. On, reluctantly left.

Just when Mo Zhen walked out of the dormitory entrance and came to the northwest corner of the playground, Fang Yuan, who had been standing downstairs in the dormitory for a while and kept looking up, turned around and left.It was only a second away, otherwise, Fang Yuan should be able to see Mo Zhen walking out of the dormitory.

With doubts and apprehensions, Mo Zhen fell into a dream, and put the pen holder on the table the next day. Wan Guopeng, who was at the same table, saw it and said, "Hey, the shotgun has been replaced by a cannon."

Picking it up and studying it carefully, Wan Guopeng said again: "I saw this pen holder in the supermarket a few days ago. It seems to be very expensive. What's the matter, Mo Zhen, you can't do it?"

Mo Zhen grabbed the pen holder, held it with both hands and put it on the table, saying: "It's just a pen holder, bro, I have plenty of money."

Wan Guopeng looked around with a sly look, leaned over to Mo Zhen and said, "Mo Zhen, have you been taken care of by someone? It wasn't your style before."

Mo Zhen raised his hand to push him away and said, "What are you thinking about all day? Your thoughts are really dirty."

Pushing Wan Guopeng away, Mo Zhen began to put pens into the pen holder. Out of the corner of his eye, he felt someone standing at the door of the classroom looking at him. Turning his head to look, Fang Yuan was looking at him at the door of the classroom, his face was covered with faint smiles. Smile, Mo Zhen felt weird, but he still politely smiled back in embarrassment.

Fang Yuan received Mo Zhen's smile and turned to leave. Last night he didn't go to bed until midnight, and his heart was always entangled. For a while, he felt that Mo Zhen would go to the northwest corner of the playground and get the pen holder, and for a while, he felt that Mo Zhen would not go In the northwest corner of the playground, you will never see his pen holder, let alone get it.

Fang Yuan, who fell asleep in the middle of the night, woke up before dawn, got up early and ran to the school, the old man in charge of the school gate opening and closing hadn't gotten up yet, when he heard Fang Yuan's shout, he woke up in a daze, listening With a familiar voice, he opened the door.He opened his eyes and glanced at the phone and said, "There is still more than an hour before class, why did this kid come so early today?"

Dongfang just had a little blush, the campus was very quiet, there was no sound, Fang Yuan ran all the way to the northwest corner of the playground, and came to the parallel bars where things were placed last night, seeing that the things were gone, he immediately felt a lot more at ease.Afraid of misremembering, Fang Yuan checked all the horizontal and parallel bars again, but he didn't find the handbag with the pen holder, so he walked back with peace of mind.

For further confirmation, Fang Yuan came to the door of Class [-] classroom during the break, just in time to see the scene where Mo Zhen and his deskmate were discussing the pen holder, so he was completely relieved, and returned to the classroom with a smile as if he had honey in his mouth.

After Fang Yuan left, Mo Zhen continued to write, when he heard a girl at the back table say to another girl: "Hey, have you noticed that since the beginning of school, Fang Yuan has often come to our class, sometimes standing by the middle window Then look in, sometimes stand at the door of the classroom and look in, every time it seems to look at us, is he interested in me?"

Before the words were finished, another girl said: "It's true, I also found out in the past few days, but I heard that many girls, including Xiaohua, chased him, and he didn't even look at him. Don't think about us like this."

"Why, the school belle is a human being, and we are human beings too, so I can't even think about it." The girl who started talking said angrily.

Another girl stared at him with wide eyes, and said to herself, "I don't think you look like someone who can catch up with the school grass." Then the two of them laughed out loud.

After the two stopped talking, Mo Zhen fell into a short thought. He felt that he had seen Fang Yuan a lot this semester, more and more every day, and after seeing him, although the two did not speak, Fang Yuan had the same expression on his face. Body language is much more than before, at least Fang is not as cold as before.

Mo Zhen wanted to continue to meditate, but the class bell rang, so he had to pull back his thoughts.At this moment, Fang Yuan was sitting in his seat, listening to the class and thinking about the arrangements for the evening.

Within a day, all the students who saw the pen holder came to ask a few words, except for a few words of envy or jokes, there was nothing unusual. From this, Mo Zhen judged that the pen holder was not put by someone in the class, but who put it, it's like A mystery haunted Mo Zhen for a day.

Seeing Mo Zhen's surprised look in the morning, Fang Yuan thought about it, and decided not to expose himself too early, and let Mo Zhen know that he gave him the pen holder. In that case, it might not be a surprise, but a fright.But after finally finding a way to communicate, Fang Yuan didn't want to give up. After dinner at home, he bought a few cakes from the supermarket in front of the school, put them in a box and put them in the black packaging bag he had prepared, and took them back to the dormitory. , so students are not easy to find anything.

After the evening self-study of the second class, Fang Yuan followed the route last night, from the narrow alley on the north side of the teaching building through the grass to the northwest corner of the playground, checked that there was no one around, hung the black bag on the parallel bars, and quickly Walked back to the classroom.

After evening self-study and school, Mo Zhen struggled all the way. When he walked to the dormitory, he took advantage of everyone's time to wash up and went downstairs to the northwest corner of the playground. Just like last night, there was still a black handbag hanging on the parallel bars.

I carried it to the bright place, opened it, and there were several cakes inside, and it was a brownie cake with chocolate sauce that I had been coveting for a long time. It was made by the store in front of the school. The brownie cake was wrapped in chocolate The sauce layer, the cake has a soft texture, the chocolate is sweet but not greasy, and the appetite will be appetizing at first sight.

Mo Zhen picked it up and put it in his mouth. When he reached his mouth, he stopped and said to himself, "This cake is not poisonous, right? If I take one bite, I will poison it to death. That is really not worth the candle."

Thinking of this, Mo Zhen rummaged through the black bag again to see if there was anything else left in it. Sure enough, there was a note with the same handwriting as last night. When he opened it, he saw that it said: "Hello classmate, I hope you can get the cake I left for you and eat it with peace of mind, it is absolutely non-toxic. Today I saw that you got the pen holder I left for you last night, I can see that you like it very much, as long as you like it, I will be happy."

After reading the message, Mo Zhen ate the cake without hesitation. It was obvious that the person who left something was an acquaintance, so it shouldn't hurt him.

At the end of the meal, Mo Zhen originally wanted to leave some cakes for the brothers in the dormitory, but he thought that he would not be able to satisfy those hungry wolves at all, and would also provoke their persecution, so he finished eating the cakes and went back to the dormitory alone.

Back in the dormitory, like last night, Mo Zhen put the note in the box where precious items are usually placed.After washing up, he lay on the bed, with a figure in his mind. He went through all the girls he met at school, and he didn't guess who would leave him something, and both times it was his favorite thing.

If you can't figure it out, don't think about it. After a while, Mo Zhen closed his eyes and went to meet Duke Zhou.

But Fang Yuan outside the school did not fall asleep so easily. For a while, he thought that Mo Zhen would be very pleasantly surprised when he got the cake. Zhen didn't go to the playground, couldn't get the cake, and tossed and tossed back and forth on the bed for a long time. Although he didn't sleep as late as last night, it was much later than before.