In the evening, the sun will set.
Cen Ning looked at the words and deeds in front of him carrying her pink schoolbag on one shoulder, feeling a little delicate.
It is one thing to be hit by a young girl's sprouting heart, but another thing to be comforted by a teenager's loneliness. Cen Ning thought, it seemed that no one had accompanied her home like this before, and no one would have carefully noticed that her schoolbag was so heavy that it hurt her shoulders.
Later, the two returned home in a taxi.
The moment he entered the house, there was a strong smell of food, and he turned around and handed her his schoolbag, "Go to my room after eating, and bring the test paper."
Cen Ning nodded, holding his schoolbag tightly in his arms.
A warm home, with family members waiting for her to eat at home, and him who accompanied her home. At that moment, Cen Ning felt that he had everything.
After eating, Cen Ning carried her schoolbag and went upstairs under Yan Guofeng's approving gaze.
Pushing away the room of words and deeds, she stood at the door in an orderly manner, and called her brother in a low voice.
I finished my meal before my words and deeds, and I was sitting at my desk, casually flipping through an extracurricular book, "Come here."
After Cen Ning approached, he saw the book in his hand, and the word "gun" swayed on the cover. In the next second, Yan Zhizhi stuffed the book into the small bookshelf beside him.
"Why are you reading this book?"
Words and deeds patted the chair next to her to signal her to sit down: "I like it."
"You like this?" Cen Ning was a little curious, "Then, will you be like grandpa in the future?"
"It's the same." Words and deeds smiled briefly, and suddenly said, "It's not the same."
Cen Ning didn't understand what he meant, and only said, "That's good."
Words and deeds spread out her test paper, and said casually: "Is it good? Then have you thought about what you want to do in the future?"
What he said and what he did was just a casual question, because he also knew that a child of this age was full of wild ideas, and he didn't really have any dreams. But he didn't expect that Cen Ning was silent for a while, and suddenly said: "I want to be a very good photographer."
Could it be that Cen Ning didn't stumble when he said a sentence, and looked at her unexpectedly: "Photographer?"
"Well, record the most beautiful, most exciting, most, most shocking scene." Cen Ning engraved all the words her father had said in her heart, and she said word by word, "I want to be the recorder of time."
Cen Ning seems to have returned to the moment when his father was by his side. He took his camera and photos and showed them to her like a treasure. She is still young and doesn't know whether the photos are good or bad, but she can feel the kindness of being a photographer. Proud and content.
"Ah... Am I talking too much?" Cen Ning came back to his senses and asked a little awkwardly.
His eyes were slightly deep in words and deeds, and he curled his lips: "No."
"Actually, I'm talking nonsense, don't, don't tell my mother, she doesn't like daddy like that." Back to reality, Cen Ning also has a mother who hates photography.
Speech and deeds turned the pen casually, eyes on her test paper: "Cen Ning, you can fight for what you want, don't be influenced by others."
Cen Ning froze for a moment.
"If you really like it, you have to work hard for it. If you just talk about it, it's really a dream." Words and deeds turned his head to look at her, "Understood."
Under the bright light, Cen Ning was almost burned by his indifferent and gentle profile. She suppressed the feeling of a hundred flowers blooming in her heart, and nodded slightly.
"Which one has a problem, point it out." In the moment of words and deeds, she pulled her thoughts back to her study, "Before your dream starts, you have to solve the most basic things first."
…
Time passed by, halfway through, the aunt at home brought in juice for the two of them.
"This question is actually of the same nature as that multiple-choice question. Think again to see if you have any ideas." After Yan Xingzhi finished speaking, he took a sip of orange juice, and just after taking a sip, he frowned, "Sweet."
Cen Ning looked at him sideways, "Huh?"
"It's nothing." Words and deeds pushed Orange Juice a little farther away, propped her head on one hand, and looked sideways at her test paper, "Can you figure it out?"
Cen Ning glanced at him, under the light, his eyelashes left a small silhouette on his fair face, trembling, so attractive.
"Or not?" Seeing that she hadn't written for a long time in words and deeds, she slightly raised her eyebrows and looked at her.
Cen Ning was caught surreptitiously looking at him, his heart skipped a beat for a moment, and he became nervous, "I, I..."
"It's okay." Yan Xingzhi took her pen and took out a piece of draft paper, "I'll do the math for you."
"Um… "
"One last time." The words and deeds said seriously, "You can't always rely on me to think, you have to figure it out next time, you know."
Cen Ning was a little ashamed, and tightly gripped the side of the table with both hands.
"I didn't scold you." The cloud of words and deeds glanced lightly, "You don't need to be nervous."
Cen Ning: "...Oh."
If someone in this world is willing to treat you tenderly, you can forget all the harshness and desolation in the past.
Cen Ning lay on the bed, staring at the faint shade of trees outside the window in a daze.
She remembered what Zhang Ziyi occasionally told her about gossip in the class, who liked who, who confessed to someone, she said, that is love.
Cen Ning is not sure what love is, she only knows that she can tell what is liking and what is liking very much.
All in all, she seems to like it.
Cen Ning turned around, embraced the extra pillow, and secretly blushed in the room where there was only one person.
She didn't dare to close her eyes, because as soon as she closed her eyes, the appearance of the seriousness of his words and deeds giving her a lecture not long ago appeared in her mind. She often felt that he was very cold, but at that time, she felt that he was so gentle that people could drown in it. in.
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After class the next day, Cen Ning packed his schoolbag and walked from the classroom to the school gate.
"Cen Ning, did you understand today's class?" Song Ci walked beside her and asked.
Cen Ning nodded: "Yes."
Song Ci: "That's good, hey, if you don't understand anything, remember to ask me."
"Okay..." As soon as Cen Ning uttered a good word, he saw the sum of words and deeds standing beside Uncle Zhong's car at the school gate...Meng Peiyan.
She only met Meng Peiyan once, that time on the playground in the compound, but at school, she often heard others mention her. And the most powerful label on her is: school beauty.
Looking at her fair skin and delicate and noble face, Cen Ning could only think in his heart that she really deserved the title of school belle.
"Hey, that's the words and deeds and Meng Peiyan." Song Ci laughed softly, rarely gossiping, "I heard that they are a couple, you are very close to the words and deeds, do you know the inside?"
Cen Ning's face froze slightly: "No."
"Um?"
Cen Ning said firmly: "They are not a couple."
Song Ci: "Well, I thought so."
I thought.
Everyone takes it for granted.
Indeed, they are talented and beautiful, they look like a painting when they stand together, they really match well.
But... it doesn't look like a good match, but it really matches, doesn't it
Cen Ning's inferiority complex was at work, but there was a small part of her heart that was waving the flag. If one day, she could become very good, then she would definitely look good when standing next to him.
"Cen Ning." From a distance, he saw Cen Ning and her tablemate coming out together. He frowned slightly, and his tone was a bit dissatisfied, "Hurry up, get in the car."
Cen Ning didn't say a word, and walked over quickly. The eyes of words and deeds fell on Song Ci lightly, and he didn't look at Cen Ning until he turned and left, "Did you procrastinate?"
Cen Ning pursed his lips and nodded.
Words and deeds opened the car door for her, and when Cen Ning stooped to get in, he heard words and deeds ask Meng Peiyan, "Send you a ride?"
Meng Peiyan pointed to another car not far away: "My dad is here to pick me up."
The kindness of words and deeds said: "Then let's go first."
"good."
Yan Xingzhi also got into the car, and Cen Ning passed him and looked at Meng Peiyan who was standing outside the car window. Coincidentally, she was also looking at her. The two looked at each other silently, each thinking.
After a while, Meng Peiyan smiled at her, a beautiful smile, neither sharp nor pretentious, but Cen Ning was sensitive to the emotion she disliked the most.
That is a kind of contempt for the weak.
Time passed day by day, the final exam was getting closer, and Cen Ning was working harder and harder. Wei Pinfang woke up several times in the middle of the night and found that the light in Cen Ning's room was on. When she opened the door and walked in, she could always see her reading a book, sometimes doing exercises, and sometimes listening to English with earphones on.
Wei Pinfang didn't say a word about it, but would occasionally bring her something to eat, and then go back to her room silently. At school, Cen Ning also began to make some subtle changes. For example, she talked more with her classmates, made more speeches in class, and was much bolder when she asked Song Ci and Zhang Ziyi questions.
This change was not brought to her by others, but forced by herself, because her stuttering problem is actually psychological, so what can be cured is to take the step in her heart.
Later, he finally passed the final exam, and at the moment when he got the test scores, Cen Ning finally let go of his nervousness for several days.
After school, she carefully put the test paper into her schoolbag and hurried to the school gate.
She wants to be the first to show her words and deeds the fruits of her hard work.
Although it is impossible for her to rush to the top in a class full of talents, her ranking in the middle and upper reaches this time is already a huge leap compared to the bottom of the previous monthly exam.
"Uncle Zhong!" Cen Ning pulled up the car and said, "Brother Xingzhi, haven't you come yet?"
Uncle Zhong said: "Mr. Yan came to pick him up at noon, but he didn't come to class in the afternoon."
Mr. Yan was talking about Yan Su, the father of words and deeds, and Cen Ning was taken aback: "Where did you go?"
"I don't know about this, but this club should already be at home."
Cen Ning nodded, and said eagerly, "Then, let's go home quickly."
"OK."
Along the way, Cen Ning would like to know how she would react after her grades improved so quickly, maybe there was a look of approval, maybe...he might praise her.
When Cen Ning thought of that scene, his heart beat faster, and he wished he could jump to the edge of words and deeds in the next second.
So, as soon as the car arrived at the door, Cen Ning happily got out of the car. The corners of her mouth raised unconsciously, and she stretched out her hand to push the door open.
She didn't expect that Yan Xingzhi just opened the door and came out. She was overjoyed, and when she was about to call him, he saw him passing her by with an indifferent expression. That kind of indifference is not the kind he usually shows unconsciously, but it hangs on his face and is in his eyes. It's really only when the mood is extremely cold.
And this kind of indifference was enough to extinguish Cen Ning's enthusiasm inch by inch.
Cen Ning suddenly turned his head, only to see that words and deeds quickly walked out of the small courtyard. She stood at the door blankly, unable to recover.
"Ningning, you are back, what are you doing standing at the door, come in quickly." Aunt Chen helped her take off her schoolbag, "Someone is coming from home, remember to call brother later."
Cen Ning: "Huh?"
"Nan Ru is back, you haven't seen him before, he is Xingzhi's younger brother."
The author has something to say: When Xu Nanru appeared on the stage, the two were still in an incompatible relationship that year. (Xu Nanru is from "Only Bow for Him", if you haven't read it, it won't affect your reading)