"Xiao Chen will come to pick him up later, what do you say, are you two going home tonight?" Sheng Mingyang helped Jiang Ou to take the dishes to the kitchen, washed his hands and asked Sheng Wang.
"I won't go back." Sheng Wang shook his head and said, "The teacher only granted us leave for evening self-study, excluding Wan Wan's nightly sleep check."
"Alright, anyway, the final exam is coming soon. After the exam, go home and take a good rest."
"Um… "
Sheng Mingyang took a tissue and wiped his hands. The window glass in front of him was bright, and Sheng Wang stood in the reflected light. Sheng Mingyang glanced at it, turned his head and asked, "What's wrong? You look like you're not in a good mood?"
"No, I'm just sleepy." Sheng Wang scratched the corner of his eyes and replied smoothly.
"Oh, I thought the exam was going to be stressful."
"Is it possible?" Sheng Wang smiled, "When have you ever seen your son under pressure for exams?"
"Yes." Sheng Mingyang laughed and walked out, patting the back of his head as he passed by.
Boys are drawn and jointed, and they grow up quickly. He still remembered that when Sheng Wang was a little old, the back of his head was so fluffy that he could pat him with his hands. As if it was just a blink of an eye, the little brat back then was almost as tall as him, and he even had to move a little more. He was no longer able to do this head-slapping action easily.
Not a few years... Sheng Mingyang thought.
He can still cover all aspects of his son now, maybe in a few years. Adult, wings hard, fly too far. No parent can accept this process calmly, just like beasts fighting for the final turf.
Fortunately, his precious son is still worry-free.
Sheng Wang and Jiang Tian said hello and went back to school together. Xiao Chen picked up Sheng Mingyang and Jiang Ou and drove to Baima Longtang. Jiang Ou leaned on the back of the chair for a while, and suddenly asked Sheng Mingyang, "Why did you move the time forward? Didn't we say that we would invite everyone to dinner after the new year?"
She is a person who is very aware of proportions and occasions, and rarely demolishes anyone on the spot. In fact, there are often differences between her and Sheng Mingyang. This is an inevitable collision between work partners or husband and wife, not to mention they have both, but they will never show it in front of Jiang Tianshengwang.
Sheng Mingyang patted the back of her hand and said with a smile, "I'm a little overwhelmed after drinking, but when it comes to being happy, I make up my own mind. What? Don't you want to be so early?"
Jiang Ou looked out the window for a while: "No, there were too many things in the past, I'm afraid I won't be able to take care of it."
In fact, Sheng Mingyang is not to blame. There is not much difference between the year and the year. She is just a little upset, which may be a sequela of the meeting in the hospital. She rubbed the screen of her mobile phone, unlocked it and swiped aimlessly on the Moments, and then couldn't help but click into Du Cheng's photo album.
There are not many things in his album. In the early days, he occasionally shared some articles and reports. In the past two years, he has added some life things, sometimes dull paintings, sometimes hospital photos. Most of the mood is not high, even a little cloudy.
Jiang Ou heard from the doctor that people with brain lesions will have such a change of temper, which is elusive. She was walking around, and when she pulled the refresh button, she saw that Du Cheng's album suddenly had a new status, which was posted just now—
He took a photo of the bedside table with a fruit basket from his classmates and friends, and of course a bunch of flowers that Jiang Ou bought temporarily. With three words with no beginning and no end: I'm sorry.
The patient's nonsense can easily make people frustrated. Jiang Ou stared at that state for a while, feeling uncomfortable.
"Your classmate?" Sheng Mingyang asked.
"Well." Jiang Ou nodded.
"What disease?"
"Cancer, spread."
Sheng Mingyang regretted a little: "Today is too rushed, I will find time to buy something in two days, and I will accompany you to visit him again. We should be about the same age as us, if something happens, the life of the wife and children will be too sad. "
Jiang Ou nodded, and after a while, he said unsurely, "It seems like... he's not married."
Sheng Wang and Jiang Tian picked a suite, and the intermediary was very fast, and the procedures were completed in a blink of an eye. As a result, the landlord went on business trips one after another, and he had to wait for him to come back before he could get the access card and key.
There are only a few days left in this semester, and the two simply plan to move after the exam.
What Sheng Mingyang said that night was like a cloudy and rainy day in this season, with a cloud of ash on his head, Sheng Wang and Jiang Tian jumped over in tacit understanding, and neither of them took the initiative to mention it again.
Because they knew better than anyone else, they couldn't rush over to tell Sheng Mingyang and Jiang Ou that they were already together. It is also impossible to stop between two elders and say you don't get married.
This problem is currently unsolved.
In the last few days before the final exam, many day students spontaneously stayed for the last evening self-study, including a few from Class A. Gao Tianyang went to the water dispenser to fill a bottle of water, walked over to Jiang Tian's table and said, "Brother Tim, are you moved? Finally, there is no need to book a room for one person for evening self-study."
Jiang Tian kept the tip of his pen, and only looked up after writing a formula: "Why did you go to the last section?"
"He has a heavy butt and sits at the bottom of the class. No one will drag him away." Song Sirui interrupted, "I know I'm panicking now, and I'm afraid that Brother Sheng will kick him downstairs in the final exam."
"Your ass is heavy." Gao Tianyang scolded back unceremoniously, and asked again, "Why don't you leave?"
Song Sirui said, "My mother has told me that at the end of the term, if I can enter the top five in the grade, I will be rewarded with a new mobile phone."
"You are really material." Gao Tianyang sat on the table and waited for the class bell. He turned his head to look behind him and called out, "Chili? Little Chili? Classmate Li Jia?"
Chili was thrown into his forehead by his small paper ball, and then he raised his head: "Why?"
"You've already taken the first grade exam and still fight like this?" Gao Tianyang pointed at Jiang Tian and said, "Looking at this posture, I don't want Brother Tim to return to the throne."
Chili glanced at Jiang Tian, and hurriedly closed his eyes again: "You take care of me."
Gao Tianyang, this rough-hearted person, can rarely notice other people's strangeness, and asks, "Hey? I found that you have been dizzy recently."
After the festival, the state of Chili peppers has not been very good. She accidentally bumped into a secret, and the first lush secret love ended.
It is impossible to say that it is not uncomfortable, but it is not as serious as imagined, it is a dull acid. Seeing Jiang Tian is sour, and Sheng Wang is even more sour, only by bickering with Gao Tianyang can we ease up for a while, but this stupid bird doesn't know anything, so he chooses the minefield—
After Jiang Tian finished writing this question, he collected the papers in the gap between their bickering and picked up his schoolbag.
Gao Tianyang hurriedly asked, "Why are you carrying your bags? Are you studying late at night?"
Jiang Tian raised his chin in the direction of the back door: "Go to the amphitheater."
Gao Tianyang followed his gaze, only to find that Sheng Wang was coming up, leaning against the back door with one hand on his schoolbag and the other in his pocket.
"It's so lively today?" Sheng Wang said.
"Brother Sheng!" Gao Tianyang and Song Sirui greeted him and asked, "So Brother Tim, do you usually go to the lecture hall for self-study at night?"
Before Jiang Tian could speak, Sheng Wang interjected, "Yes. The atmosphere is better with more people downstairs."
When Gao Tianyang heard that the atmosphere was good, he immediately put the book into his bag: "Then I'll go too."
As soon as these words were finished, Sheng Wang, Jiang Tian, and Xiao Chili all looked at him silently. Gao Tianyang was stunned for a moment, then grabbed his head and said, "What's wrong?"
Chili thought to himself that this was two hundred and five, and he had no vision at all.
As a result, a few minutes later, she, a very discerning person, was dragged to the amphitheater by Gao Tianyang and Song Sirui, who had to sit directly in front of Jiang Tianshengwang.
She heard Gao Tianyang turn his head and said to the two in a low voice, "I'm also planning to live in the next semester. I don't know if I can discuss with the teacher about changing it. I want to live in the same room with the two of you."
"We will not have accommodation next semester." Jiang Tian said.
"Ah?" Gao Tianyang asked in confusion, "Where do you live?"
"Rent a house." Jiang Tian said.
"Are you two together?"
"Um."
Chili subconsciously elbowed the back table. She originally wanted to remind that there are so many people in the lecture hall, let them speak a little more carefully.
It was only after she was reminded that she realized that she thought too much. There were countless students who rented houses in the attached middle school. There was nothing wrong with the words themselves.
She raised her head without embarrassment, and found that the boys were looking at him blankly.
Chili almost didn't hold back when he met Sheng Wang's gaze. She held it back for a long time, and then said, "If you have something to say, you can talk after class."
It may be that her acting skills are too poor to hide her thoughts. In the following few days of self-study, Sheng Wang's eyes always swept over her intentionally or unintentionally. After she bumped into her once, she smiled apologetically, and she never looked back after that. A restrained and polite observation.
It was not until the evening when the final exams were over that this observation came to fruition.
She received a WeChat message from Shengwang on the school bus back home, and he said: Chili, I want to ask you something.
The temperature dropped sharply this day. It rained sporadically in the early morning, and then it quickly turned into snow. By the evening, the entire Affiliated High School was already covered in frost. The snow was not very heavy, Sheng Wang and Jiang Tian did not use umbrellas, and when they walked to Ximen, there was only a little wet marks on their shoulders.
Sheng Wang was holding the phone and typing quickly, his joints were reddish.
"Who are you chatting with so fast?" Jiang Tian glanced at him, took out his hand from his pocket and grabbed his fingertips, feeling that he had caught Bingpi Snack.
Because of the snow, there was no one outside Ximen. Sheng Wang took the opportunity to put the back of his hand on his palm, covered it for a while and turned over again, then rubbed the pulp of his fingers to continue typing.
After sending that sentence, he raised his eyes and said, "Ask Chili something."
Snow foam rolled down from his eyelashes, Jiang Tian picked it up with the crook of his fingers, and asked, "What's the matter?"
Just as Sheng Wang was about to speak, the phone screen lit up. He pinched the knuckles of his knuckles, and after a few seconds he lowered his eyes to unlock it, only to see a sentence added to the WeChat chat box.
Chili Pepper: I saw it, on the day of the art festival.
really.
Sheng Wang thought to himself.
He looked at Jiang Tian and froze in the snow, not knowing how to go back for a while. Just as he was dangling his fingers to consider the words, Chili pepper sent another sentence.
She said: "I didn't tell anyone.
She said: Don't worry.
Sheng Wang was stunned for a long time, and suddenly his eyebrows lowered.
This is the first insider to make a straightforward statement, and he is actually on the side of him and Jiang Tian. It's a bit unexpected, but it seems reasonable to put it on chili.
A friend doesn't really mean anything and doesn't solve anything. But the clouds were briefly cleared away, allowing them to take a few breaths of relief.
So here comes the winter break.
The winter vacation in the Affiliated High School is neither long nor short, from the twenty-fifth of the twelfth lunar month to the fifth day of the lunar new year, avoiding the two peak periods before and after, and barely making up ten days. Before the holiday, the school held a brief mobilization, the meaning is very simple - the end of the winter vacation is in early February, just one month before the small college entrance examination in early March.
The so-called small college entrance examination is to pass the remaining subjects other than electives in one breath. For a physics and chemistry student like Sheng Wangjiangtian, the students who need to take the exam are Shidizheng students. They are graded according to their scores. If they take an A college entrance examination, they will get 1 point, and four all A's will get 5 points.
Candidates who fail the primary college entrance examination are not eligible to participate in the formal college entrance examination, so major schools attach great importance to it.
According to the tradition of the attached middle school, the school will stop the main courses to specialize in these four subjects, and focus on reviewing for a month. According to the tradition of Class A, there is only one requirement: all A.
Not as much as possible, but necessary. Whoever misses one is ashamed.
Therefore, Shengwang's winter vacation homework is a kind of warm-up. If he had left it in the past, he would definitely have finished his homework a few days before the holiday, but this time was an exception.
At the beginning of the winter vacation, he became "busy with official business", often sitting cross-legged on the windowsill of Jiang Tian's bedroom, his mobile phone buzzing constantly, and he didn't know what he was busy with. Jiang Tian spent the first two days catching up with the courseware for Brother Chu's remedial class, so he didn't care to stare. Wait until the courseware is finished and then look up, people have no idea where they are going.
Sheng Ming Yang Jiang Ou was there, and it was inconvenient for the two of them to stick too tightly.
Jiang Tian went upstairs and downstairs under the pretext of pouring water, but couldn't find a single hair, so he went back to the bedroom and sent Sheng Wang a WeChat message.
Oh: where
Say it again: outside, did you rest
Jiang Tian raised his eyebrows, keenly picking out something else from the second half of the sentence - someone seemed to sneak out while he was working.
Oh: what are you doing outside
Say it again: there is something to do, don't you need to continue working on the courseware
Oh:…
Jiang Tian was silent for a moment and decided to go out and arrest people.