Gu Xuelan's birthday is the day after tomorrow.
Xie Yu didn't go back to live because he couldn't bear it, he just couldn't bear the whole box of study materials under the bed in the dormitory.
After He Zhao heard "oh", he said without thinking, "Happy birthday."
"… "
He Chao obviously wanted to say "good health and good luck" before he started, but was ruthlessly interrupted by the killer.
"It's alright, alright, thank you." Xie Yu moved his fingers together towards He Chao, "Take it."
"Your action looks like the emoticon package Shen Jie sent me." He Chao learned a bit, then spread his fingers, "Let it go."
Xie Yu: "..." Let go of your head.
He Chao didn't even know what the language assignment Tang Sen had just assigned.
He sat on the seat for a while, then patted the student in the front seat on the shoulder, borrowed the student's homework notebook and copied it.
The classmates in the front seat were very puzzled. The whole class knew that He Chao basically did not do homework, so they dared to ask: "Are you going to do homework?"
He Chao said while copying, "What if. Not sure, let's look at fate. Maybe which job looks particularly pleasing to the eye, and fate can't stop it."
The classmate was probably the first to hear this kind of serious "homework theory", and was amazed.
He Chao copied two copies, returned the record book to the front seat, and slapped one copy on Xie Yu's table: "Take it, in case a miracle happens."
Xie Yu lowered his head and glanced at the words on the paper that he couldn't recognize.
He folded the paper, couldn't find a place to throw it, and stuffed it in his pocket. He Zhao asked again, "When is your birthday?"
Xie Yu turned his face back, really looking at him upset, the shadows on the corridor just now still lingered. A row of windows, with a row of heads sticking out neatly, looked at them with a stunned expression.
Wanda even covered his eyes, looking like he did not see evil.
When he grew up, he had never had any strange scandals with anyone. After meeting He Chao, he found that the world was full of strange things.
"Students who stay at school on weekends, strictly abide by the dormitory rules." Tang Sen found a chair and sat down, seemingly wanting to talk to them about school, "We must believe in science, I almost forgot about the dormitory building last weekend. Wanda, don't lower your head, I really can't see that you have such an idea."
Settlement after autumn.
Teacher Tang's reflex arc is very long.
Sometimes I thought he really didn't care, but when they relaxed their vigilance, they felt that everything was over, and when the times were calm, they were suddenly taken away by Old Tang and said, "Hey, you guys last month"
"Tell me about it and you'll die," He Chao turned his head to look at Xie Yu, and leaned down, at the same level as him, reaching out to touch his hair, "When is your birthday?"
Xie Yu said, "I will die."
He Chao did not continue to be obsessed with this question. In a few minutes, the topic changed from the birthday date to "How old are you? It must be younger than me."
Xie Yu is now very sensitive to the word "small", such as "children".
So Xie Yu sat up, his face was not very good, and he asked: "Why are you so small? Where the fuck is so small?"
As a result, the two compared their birth years, and He Chao was one year older than him.
"Brother," He Zhao said with a smile, "You still don't believe me when you say you are young."
Xie Yu always felt that He Chao was tricking him.
He Zhao leaned back with his legs crossed, his front legs cocked up when he got off the chair, his posture was sluggish, his center of gravity shifted to the back, and his whole body looked a little wobbly.
He Zhao raised his head and looked forward. His eyes passed through the back of the students in the front row, and landed on the blackboard. There were several lines of blackboard writing on the blackboard. The sound of Tang Sen chanting sutras suddenly became farther and farther away from him.
After a while, Xie Yu heard He Chao say lightly, "You must be younger than me, I reread it in the third grade."
Xie Yu's first reaction was: No wonder He Chao's grades in high school haven't been told that he cheated.
Back then, Xie Yu's name of the evil god had spread throughout the whole grade, but He Chao had nothing to do with it.
It was rereading.
Re-reading makes sense, a student with poor grades, re-reading plus shit luck, this is the tail of college.
Xie Yu looked at He Chao's sloppy look, holding a pen in his hand, and turning it around with a few fingers.
He Chao still had that very maths paper spread out on the table, but it was corrected, but it took a while to copy two lines, and the handwriting was messy and looked messy.
Xie Yu was a little curious: "How many years have you reread?"
"" He Chao said, "One year, what happened."
Xie Yu: "It's nothing, I thought you started at least three years like this."
He Chao felt uncomfortable listening to this: "How am I? Aren't you similar to me? Second, can you touch your score and speak?"
While speaking, the bell rang for the end of get out of class.
Everyone cheered, and Wanda stood on the chair waving the test paper and shouting: "Liberated - liberated comrades!"
Tang Sen interrupted his speech, shook his head, stood up and said the last sentence: "Don't leave in a hurry, everything is packed, don't leave it behind, today's duty students clean up the classroom before leaving."
Xie Yu didn't have anything to pack. He Chao stayed at the school on weekends. He sat on the chair and continued to swing, even leaning back and waving at him: "Goodbye little boy."
Xie Yu didn't say a word. When he passed behind He Chao, he raised his foot and kicked it directly.
He Chao lost his balance in an instant. Seeing that he was about to fall back with a chair, fortunately, he reacted quickly. When he fell, he found the most handsome landing position, with one hand on the ground: "Fuck."
The chair fell down, hitting the ground with a loud bang.
Wanda waved the test paper for a while, folded the test paper into a paper airplane on a whim, put it to his mouth and said, "—Come on, fly free bird."
Liu Cunhao saw it and folded the math test paper on the table: "Dada, I'll show you a better one."
Tang Sen just walked to the door, and the class was already in chaos. With his hands behind his back, he held a cup of middle-aged and elderly health tea in his hand, and said with emotion, "Young man, you are really passionate."
Xie Yu didn't take anything, and went back to school after sleeping for two nights anyway.
Gu Xuelan was more attentive: "Just carry a schoolbag, take homework and everything, and everything else in the house."
"Understood, I'll figure it out myself." Except for the phone and change, Xie Yu's body was the miracle worksheet he forgot to throw away.
After leaving the school gate, I made sure that no Zhong family driver was waiting at the gate in a luxury car, and then walked to the bus station.
"It's so hot that people are not willing to pick you up. You have to be in the sun and crowd people," Gu Xuelan said, "Be careful on the road."
Xie Yu "um" and hung up the phone.
Xie Yu actually had no concept of birthdays. The birthdays he remembered had no cakes, no surprises or surprises. It wasn't a lively scene.
Only a bowl of hot noodles.
In order to save money, Ms. Gu doesn't have her birthday, but every year on Xie Yu's birthday, Ms. Gu will give him a bowl of noodles.
After eating it, I felt hot all over my body, I couldn't say why, I just felt that my whole body was warmed up.
Zhong Jie came back over the weekend. After he went to college, he followed Zhong Guofei to intern at the company, and he will soon take over the company.
Xie Yu came to Zhong's house for three years, and there was no trouble, no noise, everyone knew that he was a dou who couldn't help him, and Zhong Jie felt a little pleasure in his heart, in addition to being unhappy.
"I heard that you did well in the monthly exam this time?" Zhong Jie asked strangely as soon as Xie Yu entered the door.
Xie Yu changed his shoes and rested his hands on the shoe cabinet.
Gu Xuelan came out of the living room, knowing that her son was back today, and Zhong Jie happened to be there. She personally cooked several dishes: "The food is ready, hurry up and eat."
Zhong Jie sneered while sitting on the sofa, not knowing what he was laughing at.
Probably due to the influence of He Chao, Xie Yu found that his temper had improved a lot. With his life attitude of "you're angry, I'm not angry", the meal was finished quietly.
And Zhong Jie found that Xie Yu was becoming more and more difficult to deal with, from a blast to a cold response, this time he came back and ignored him as air.
After the meal, Gu Xuelan pulled Xie Yu and planned to cut a few plates of fruit and let them take them upstairs to eat.
Xie Yu helped her to wash the fruit together, the two were squeezed in the kitchen, the water was running on their fingers, and it was a little cold.
There was not much talk between the two, basically asking a question and answering a question, and finally fell into silence.
Xie Yu washed the last apple and handed it to Ms. Gu.
"Bring this plate to your Uncle Zhong first," Gu Xuelan said. "He's been very busy with company affairs these past few days, and he stayed in the study without eating a few bites of food when he came back."
Zhong Jie was also in the study on the second floor. Xie Yu walked to the door of the study and heard fierce quarrels inside - through the door, it was a little dull, especially Zhong Guofei's weak and angry voice.
"I'm looking forward to hello, and you, can you also look forward to my order?! I'm very grateful to Auntie Gu for being able to live with me."
Then Zhong Jie said hoarsely: "Then what about my mother—?! Where has she gone? What is she in this family, and what am I?!"
I don't know how this topic developed, it has been endless for three years.
Xie Yu felt that the two people's voices were a bit noisy. He lowered his head and inserted a small piece of apple with a toothpick and put it in his mouth. It was a little sour.
When Gu Xuelan heard the noise upstairs, she didn't even bother to wipe her hands, so she went upstairs to persuade him to fight.
"Don't go," Xie Yu stood at the door of the study, holding a fruit bowl in one hand and holding the other hand on Gu Xuelan's arm, "Let them quarrel, as long as you like to quarrel."
How could Gu Xuelan not care, she hurriedly pushed the door in.
Another restless night.
Xie Yu stood under the shower, drenched all over, closing his eyes and trying to ignore the sounds outside.
He raised his hand and wiped his face, turned off the switch, opened the sliding door, and walked out. The water dripped down his hair and across his back, and finally converged on the tiled floor, which was colored by the warm light.
Before throwing the changed clothes into the dirty laundry basket, Xie Yu habitually checked his pockets for any forgotten things, and then he touched the piece of paper folded into a square shape.
On the top are the words that He Chao is crooked, his pen can't wait to fly out, and he can't find it.
Xie Yu stared and recognized it for a long time, but couldn't recognize a word.
He flipped the paper over and found that there was a smiling face painted on the back. The curved mouth slanted a stroke, looking a bit cheap.
Xie Yu watched and suddenly leaned against the edge of the pool and smiled.