There is a south wind in the dust

Chapter 1

In early spring, the weather was a bit cold, and the new leaves that had just sprouted on the campus were still shaking gently in the spring breeze. A transfer student came to Class [-] and [-] of Senior High School, which made the class that was still a little tired at the beginning of the school suddenly lively. Attention suddenly changed from the holiday to the new classmates.

"The school committee just saw him in the office. He is tall and handsome. I'm looking forward to it!"

"The school committee also said that he is very cold, he doesn't like to talk and doesn't pay much attention to people."

After a while, the topic of transfer students turned back to winter vacation life, only Cheng Jianan sat in his seat bored.

Although he got along with the people in the class for a semester, Cheng Canaan is a cold-tempered person, plus he is older than the people around him, has no deskmate, and doesn't like to deal with other people, so naturally he doesn't have many friends in the class.

After a while, the homeroom teacher came, followed by the new classmates. Cheng Jianan looked at the podium, and sure enough, he was tall and handsome as he heard just now, but his face was expressionless.

The homeroom teacher gave a brief introduction. The new classmate is Fu Chen. He transferred from City B. He is not very familiar with everything here. I hope everyone will get along with each other in the future. There was only a vacant seat next to Cheng Jianan, so Fu Chen was asked to sit Next to Cheng Canaan.

Fu Chen didn't say anything, and went straight to his seat and sat down.

When he was sitting down, Fu Chen glanced at Cheng Jianan beside him. It was an overly good-looking face. The contours of the face and facial features were exquisite, exuding a sense of coolness all over his body. He lazily raised his eyes and glanced at Fu Chen. He bowed his head again.

The whole class seemed a little restless because of the arrival of the new classmate, but the person concerned didn't say anything. He listened carefully in class and flipped through the book after class, without unnecessary movements or expressions.

A person who doesn't like to talk to people and another person who doesn't like to talk to people sit together will form an invisible iceberg, causing the classmates to be interested and not to talk to each other.

After school in the afternoon, Fu Chen was packing up his things and was about to go home. Seeing Cheng Jianan packed up his things early in the morning and left as soon as the get out of class bell rang, Fu Chen didn't put much thought into it, and walked out of the school slowly.

Fu Chen didn't go back to his residence tonight, but went to Lin Xuan's house for dinner. In fact, Fu Chen didn't really want to go. Lin Xuan's house was too gentle and harmonious, so he always had the illusion that he was so indifferent as if he was a different kind.

Fu Chen arrived at the door of Lin Xuan's house. All the rich people in this city lived in this area. The duplex houses stood there splendidly. The greenery made people feel like entering a park. Fu Chen rang the doorbell and came to open the door. It's Grandma Lin Xuan.

"Xiaochen is here, just in time we are ready for dinner!"

Fu Chen nodded to show his friendliness, it seemed impolite not to speak, Grandma Lin didn't say anything, and called Fu Chen into the room.

Lin Xuan's boyfriend Ding Yiran is also in the room. Ding Yiran and Lin Xuan grew up together, and after a long time of love, they came out to their family members. Now they have a harmonious relationship and envy others.

The rice was cooked by Lin Xuan's mother, and it was actually delicious. The Lin family also treated Fu Chen very well, not in superficial politeness, but in genuine love for Fu Chen.

Lin Xuan looked at Fu Chen and asked, "How do you feel about the first day of school today?"

Fu Chen actually didn't know what was going on, it was not much different from before, he should listen to lectures, take notes and take notes, so he nodded and replied: "It's okay."

Lin Xuan seemed a little dissatisfied with this answer, and continued to ask: "Is my question too general? Do you know any new classmates? How do you get along with the new classmates?"

Fu Chen, who hadn't talked to anyone all day, didn't know any new classmates, but that pretty face suddenly flashed in his mind, just like him ignoring others.

The conversation was still going on at the dinner table, not only asking about Fu Chen, but also about Ding Yiran's recent work, and chatting about family affairs, Ding Yiran kept serving food for Lin Xuan, and he didn't eat a few bites himself.

Lin Xuan and Ding Yiran went back in the evening, Fu Chen did not go back to his own residence, but went to Lin Xuan and Ding Yiran's home, Lin Xuan ordered the aunt at home to tidy up a sunny room for Fu Chen.

"From now on, come here every weekend if you have time. Let me teach you how to draw and play the piano. You can live here, or you can go back to your own residence if you don't want to."

Lin Xuan's gentle voice sounds delicate and harmonious, as if coaxing a child.Lin Xuan has always been helping with these things in the school, so Fu Chen couldn't say no to Lin Xuan, so he nodded.

Lin Xuan can be regarded as a distant relative of Fu Chen's family, and he can be counted as the generation of Fu Chen's grandfather. Back then, Fu Chen suddenly proposed to study in city A alone. Safe, many people found this relationship, so I entrusted Grandpa Lin to help take care of this child.

Grandpa Lin heard about Fu Chen, discussed with his family and asked Lin Xuan to take care of Fu Chen more.

"The parents got divorced because of their discord, and they remarried later, which should have created a bad environment for the children. You should take care of them."

Lin Xuan liked this child very much the first time he saw Fu Chen, as if he saw Ding Yiran in the past, he was wary and alienated from others, so he tried his best to take care of him.

Fu Chen lay on the bed and thought mockingly: He wanted to escape from that house, but he still didn't escape.

In the evening, Cheng Jianan finished his part-time job and rushed home to do his homework. He didn't go to sleep until one or two o'clock in the evening. Grandpa's health was already very bad. I don't know how long he can last. He will go to the hospital tomorrow night. Well, Cheng Jianan thought about his grandfather and slowly fell asleep.

There are people who want to talk to Fu Chen every day, but Fu Chen never pays attention to it. Gradually, he no longer comes forward wisely. The boys in the class also don’t like Fu Chen’s appearance, but after all, they are boys. Read books, don't have time to understand these things.

Cheng Jianan was not familiar with the people in his class, so he went to bed after class, and occasionally saw a girl coming to talk to him and was ignored, and then continued to sleep, he could occasionally see gloomy emotions in Fu Chen's eyes, he couldn't handle it himself , I have no mind to take care of other people's affairs.

It used to be the same with him. Because of his good looks, people would always come to strike up a conversation, but because of his indifference, he retreated a thousand miles away from him. He was already older than the others in his class, and the environment in which he grew up made him more mature. He has no emotions and no time. Pay attention to these people who are very interested in him because of his appearance.

After more than a month like this, Class [-] and Class [-] of senior high school slowly recovered their calm.

On this day, Cheng Jianan went to the hospital to take care of his grandfather. The doctor said that the patient's condition was not very satisfactory, and further treatment was needed, and the follow-up would be observed slowly.

Seeing the scrawny old man on the hospital bed slowly dripping into the old man's body, even though Cheng Jianan understood the truth of life, old age, sickness and death, human nature, he still couldn't help but feel sour.

Cheng Jianan gently massaged the old man, and his usually cold voice finally softened a bit: "The drip will be ready soon, and then we will go for a checkup, Grandpa."

The old man nodded with a smile in his eyes.

After the examination, Cheng Jianan pushed the old man for a walk in the green belt of the hospital. The sunshine in March was just right, and the warm sunshine was shining on the person, and the breeze blew with the fragrance of flowers. The old man suddenly said:

"Nannan, after I leave, you can continue to live in my old house."

Probably the old man also understood how serious his condition was, so he entrusted Cheng Jianan like this, but Cheng Jianan didn't speak, and the old man continued:

"Aren won't drive you away, neither he nor Aqin have bad intentions, but sometimes, alas..." the old man sighed and continued:

"I will let them continue to support you. In the future, you must walk well and live happily."

Cheng Jianan was a little sad when he heard the words similar to the last words, and forced a smile: "I know, grandpa don't have to worry about me, our grandpa will live a long life."

What did the two of them say again? Grandpa smiled happily, and the old and the young talked slowly and moved forward on the road.

In class on Monday, Cheng Jianan fell asleep under the teacher's chant, and was called by the teacher to answer the question. Seeing Cheng Jianan's bewildered expression, Fu Chen subconsciously pointed to the answer on the book.

When Cheng Jianan sat down, he whispered thank you. It was almost a month since Fu Chen heard Cheng Jianan speak for the first time.

Fu Chen didn't say anything, just lowered his head and continued to read with a blank expression on his face. Cheng Jianan was no longer surprised by Fu Chen like this, and continued to listen to the class while looking at the blackboard.

After a while, Cheng Jianan felt that there were still two candies in his bag. His grandfather stuffed them into his pocket last night. He took out one and handed it to Fu Chen. He often shares food. He didn't sit at the same table before, and he doesn't care much about how these people get along with each other. Now that someone is sitting next to him, he has to share a share, right?

Fu Chen looked at the milk candy in Cheng Jianan's hand, wondering whether he should take it or not. A few seconds later, in order to avoid embarrassment, he took it and peeled it to eat. A milky fragrance filled his mouth for a long time before dissipating. Looking sideways at Cheng Jianan, the other party seemed very happy because there was a toffee in his mouth.

This small communication seemed to turn on the contact switch between the two of them. They began to talk occasionally in daily life, borrow a pen, take an eraser, and copy homework. In terms of communication, it can be regarded as the person who communicates the most.