The suit was delivered to Xiao Yuan in mid-September, but Xiao Yuan considered for a long time whether to give it to Mingshu as a coming-of-age gift.
The clothes were ordered before Mingshu confessed his heart to him. At that time, he also regarded Mingshu as his younger brother. Every time someone confessed to him in the past, after he refused, he would clearly distance himself from the other party.
This seems very ruthless, but since it doesn't mean that, you can't be sloppy and give the other party unrealistic expectations.
Putting it here in Mingshu, the suit should not be given.
But Mingshu is not someone he can distance himself from without hesitation. He has to take care of Mingshu. Their relationship is not over after he refuses.
They can't end it.
It is his responsibility to forgive the past, and it will also be his responsibility in the future.
After Mingshu returned, he tried to call Mingshu several times, but finally gave up. He has lived for more than 20 years and has never been so entangled.
Boys at Mingshu's age are proud and fragile, and they can care about the smallest things for a long time. In addition, Mingshu is in his third year of high school, and the children of the third year of high school cannot stand any stimulation.
He actually regretted the conversation that rainy night. Looking back now, I still feel anxious. Since Mingshu didn't tell him clearly at that time that he would not be with him in the next year, why did he need to pierce that layer of paper when Mingshu immediately rose to three
It is pierced, but the problem is not solved, Mingshu must not be entangled in his heart
After thinking about it, he finally decided to send the suit as an 18th birthday present before Mingshu's birthday.
18 years old is too important, and he understands Mingshu so well. If this child does not get his gifts and blessings when he is an adult, he will definitely be sad.
For him, it is also a pity that he did not give blessings to Mingshu when he was an adult.
The suit was given as a gift by his brother, Mingshu must think about it in other ways, and he didn't have much to do.
He is just like all parents with children who are taking the college entrance examination, trying his best to create an environment where Mingshu can work hard in this critical and wonderful year of senior year.
As for other things, we can only temporarily lean back and wait until we pass the single-plank bridge of the college entrance examination.
Mingshu didn't tell anyone that he had a suit. When he was finished looking beautiful, he changed it, hung it in the closet, and calmly wrote his homework for 3 hours.
In the middle of the night, it was quiet outside the window, and the light in front of his desk reflected the light of the street lamp, like a star lamp lit in his dark brown pupils.
When writing the last question, Mingshu raised his head and looked at his shadow on the window glass, suddenly feeling a little weird.
He didn't expect to be so calm.
Today is his 18th birthday, and he received Xiao Yuan's coming of age ceremony, a suit.
He classified the gifts in his mind. In the past, the birthday gift was given by his brother, and the 18-year-old birthday gift was given by Xiao Yuan.
When you receive a gift from someone you like, you can still concentrate on your homework
For a moment, he covered his eyes with his hands and laughed silently, but his shoulders shook.
Xiao Yu'an, you encouraged me to chase you.
Then I am here. You wait for me to get into your university first.
you wait for me!
He thought so.
The final exam of the first semester of senior three is also called a touch in the first middle school, and in March and May of the next semester, there are two touches and three touches.
As soon as the last exam was finished, Mushroom Head rushed over to find Mingshu's answer, worried, "Brother Ming, how are you doing?"
Mingshu and Mushroom Tou have been studying together for the first half of the semester. Their scores in mathematics and physics have been rising again and again. Mushroom Tou is happy, but it is different from the previous monthly test. It is also more difficult. If you do well in the monthly exam, you may not be able to do well in the exam.
"It's okay." Mingshu took the pencil case and glanced at Mushroom Head calmly, "You failed the test? Your face is wrinkled into a rag."
Mushroom head snorted, "I'm not worried about you? Come to the right answer, I'll analyze it for you in advance, and you'll have a good mind."
Mingshu is happy.
In fact, he has a good foundation in his heart, and he has done everything he can. Those things that he can't do are beyond his ability.
In addition to Chinese, he can estimate the scores of other subjects.
It is estimated that he learned from Xiao Yu'an before.
When Xiao Yu'an was in high school, he was still a primary school student. He felt that his brother was so powerful, and he knew the approximate score after the exam.
"Brother, you are amazing." He said with a proud tone at that time.
"What's the matter." Xiao Yuan laughed, "When you go to high school, you will too."
A few days later, when the score came out, Mushroom Tou looked at Mingshu after reading his own, and said in surprise, "It's about the same as your estimate!"
"I said that I'm measured." Mingshu smiled and patted Mushroom's head and shoulder, "Thanks, you taught me so many questions last semester."
Without complimenting the mushroom head, he was immediately shy, "It's all classmates, it's okay!"
Xiao Yu'an and Xiao Muting didn't come back during the Spring Festival. It is said that they were not even in the country, and no one from the Xiao family could contact them.
Mingshu knew that Xiao Yu'an was on a mission, and New Year's Eve lived with anxiety. He has nothing to be afraid of now, he is worried about Xiao Yu'an's safety, but he also understands that it is the path Xiao Yu'an chose, and he will follow that path.
When the next semester was about to start, Xiao Yuan returned to China and called his home to report that he was safe. Mingshu put his heart back and started the last four months of sprinting.
Senior high school students have some mysterious rituals, posting slogans on desks or walls.
The mushroom head wrote "I believe in me, I am the best", and Du Hao wrote "I would like to exchange my handsome face for a handsome college entrance examination score".
Mingshu put a piece of paper on the table and said concisely, "Wait for me".
"What do you mean?" It might be too thorough, Du Hao couldn't understand, "Who's waiting for you?"
Mingshu turned a deaf ear, and quickly wrote calculations on the scratch paper.
Du Hao thought about it for a while, and then he thought he understood, "The university is waiting for you? You are really obscure."
Mingshu thought to himself, I like my parents, this must be hidden.
The hot summer has finally arrived, and the last parent-teacher meeting in the third grade of high school is held, and Ming Haofeng is sitting in Mingshu's seat.
The three touches have ended, and Mingshu's grades have been rising steadily throughout the third year of high school. Ming Haofeng holds the transcripts and preliminary volunteers issued by the teacher in his hand. The first middle school will conduct a volunteer simulation every year. Students fill in first, and then the teacher Score recommendations.
Mingshu wrote in extremely arrogant handwriting, Public Security University.
Ming Haofeng frowned deeply, and his fingers pinched the paper to create a crease.
After the parent-teacher meeting, teachers and parents communicated one-on-one.
Ming Haofeng found the head teacher, and the head teacher said with relief: "Ming Shu has worked hard for the past six months, and he has no problem filling in his volunteer report. I talked to him, his goal is to become a policeman, and his score is good enough. "
Ming Haofeng said: "Please suggest Mingshu to change his wishes, he will not go to Public Security University."
The head teacher was stunned, "What do you mean?"
"His mother and I have already planned his future. We want him to study business management. You are his teacher and he will listen to you."
"This..." The head teacher pondered for a while, "I will discuss with Mingshu about filling in the volunteer. But you should also listen to Mingshu's thoughts. In your eyes, he is still a child, but in fact he already has Judgment, but also seriously thinking about their own life.”
After Mingshu went to high school, Ming Haofeng or Wen Yue would come to every parent meeting. The head teacher is not as aware of the Ming family's problems as the teachers at Mingshu Primary School, but just from Ming Haofeng's few words, she has already discovered that Mingshu is not on good terms with his parents.
"I will." Ming Haofeng's tone was a little cold, "We are parents, we will never harm him."
"Brother Ming, what did Sister Jing ask you to do?" Seeing that Mingshu came out of the head teacher's office, Du Hao hurried up.
Mingshu laughed, "Nothing, ask about volunteers."
Du Hao wondered, "Didn't you ask last time? Is it your home... "
Mingshu sighed and looked at Du Hao deeply.
He's so small, sometimes he's naive, and sometimes Bingxue is too smart. It is estimated that since he was called away by the head teacher, he could guess what happened.
But Du Hao was in a hurry, but he was relieved.
When the school started last year, he had an affair with Ming Haofeng about volunteering. He made his attitude clear, but Ming Haofeng did not accept it and broke up unhappily.
Later, no one mentioned it again, not even the reunion dinner during the Spring Festival.
But what to do in the future and which university to go to is an inevitable question. Now Ming Haofeng asks the head teacher to do his work, that is to put this matter on the table again.
Well, everyone is not bored anymore.
Although the head teacher agreed to Ming Haofeng, he did not blindly persuade him, "You can listen to what your parents and teachers say, but your life is yours. I will give you enough information to analyze your career prospects and ideals. Now, the rest is up to you to judge for yourself. Mingshu, Sister Jing believes that you have the ability to judge."
When Mingshu left, he bowed to the head teacher and said calmly, "Sister Jing, don't worry."
Du Haoke was anxious and anxious, "You want to apply to the Public Security University, they want to send you abroad, what should you do?"
"What are you worrying about?" Mingshu poked Du Hao's forehead, "Let's go."
"Where are you going?" Du Hao touched his forehead, "You are my brother, can I not worry about it?"
Mingshu hung his schoolbag on one shoulder, "Go back and solve the problem."
Du Hao was stunned, "Are you going to negotiate with your parents?"
Mingshu snorted and shook his head again, "How did you learn the language? There is room for negotiation in the judgment. I'm going back to tell them today. Tell me, understand?"
Du Hao: "..."
Fuck, you're so cool!
Mingshu didn't like surprise attacks, so he called Wen Yue in advance. Wen Yue was very happy and asked him what he wanted to eat.
"I don't eat." He said, "I'll come back and talk about volunteering."
The bright lights were on in the living room on the first floor, and Ming Shu, Ming Haofeng and Wen Yue sat opposite each other at the dining table.
Many years later, he also remembered the situation at that time.
He was very calm and calmly said to them—
"I won't follow the path you designed. I want to go to the Public Security University and become a policeman in the future."
"I want to follow Xiao Yuan's every step, not only because he is excellent."
"More because I love him."
The author says:
One more update today at 5pm
The following is Mingshu Tuanzi Small Theater, following the words of the previous chapter-
Mingshu was watching TV, where a man made a mistake and was punished by his wife kneeling on the washboard.
Mingshu looked at his hand. Just now, he gave his brother a bamboo stick wrapped in cotton balls, and his brother knocked twice on the heart of his hand. It didn't hurt at all.
No pain is no punishment. The honest Mingshu felt that he should kneel on the washboard too.
Xiao Yuan went back to the house and saw Mingshu kneeling on his bed, pressing his pillow under his knees.
Mingshu opened his hands: "Brother, I'm here to kneel on the washboard!"
Xiao Yu'an: "...that's my pillow."
Mingshu: "But the washboard is too hard. I'm still a child."
Xiao Yuan picked him up, Ming Shu pouted, "Brother, you beat your hands and knelt down on the washboard, aren't you angry anymore?"
The angry Xiao Yuan: "..."