Qiuhu hadn't left yet. It had been hot and dry for many days, and it finally rained a little this afternoon.
The sky had just cleared up, the buildings and street trees had been washed, and all the delicate colors were displayed, as if the picture quality had been switched from HD to Blu-ray.
Zhuo Xiangming set off before get off work time, so the journey was smooth, except for the red light. At 5:08, 12 minutes before Tong Yan finished school, he arrived at the gate of No. 38 Middle School .
This area is in the new urban area, the planning and greening are well done, but the commercial center is not very good, and there are relatively few office buildings. Zhuo Xiangming has only been here once or twice, so he is not familiar with it.
The night before, Lin Yuehua called to ask about Tong Yan's situation, and said that he seemed to have cried before, whether he had been wronged. Not a lot.
The children's feast was a boarding international high school. Except for a few special circumstances, the students were all in the dining room at this time, and few people went out. So Tong Yan came out with his schoolbag on his back, Zhuo Xiangming saw him from a long distance away.
Probably because he didn't pay special attention at home, Zhuo Xiangming realized that the child was a bit too thin when Tong Yan walked over in his school uniform. The style of the uniform was slim enough, but he still looked loose in it.
Tong Yan was carrying a schoolbag, holding the strap of the schoolbag with both hands, and there were puddles of all sizes on the road, he walked around one by one, Zhuo Xiangming couldn't help laughing. But he pursed his lips slightly again, the headphone cable came out of his schoolbag, listening to the song, and there was no companion by his side, and his face echoed with no expression, so he showed a kind of proud beauty.
Tong Yan looks really good, Lin Yuehua also said.
After a while, Tong Yan found Zhuo Xiangming's car. At first he was reserved, but he didn't hold back for a long time, and ran over quickly.
"Brother!" He first bent down and called Zhuo Xiangming from the half-lowered car window, and then opened the door to get in the car.
"The first day of school, how do you feel?" After Tong Yan sat down, Zhuo Xiangming leaned over and helped him put on the seat belt.
Tong Yan tidied up her earphone cable, frowned and tidied up the entangled knot, while saying: "Very good, very good."
Zhuo Xiangming smiled: "Is it that good?"
The almost smile on his face never faded. Today's work is not easy, but from the moment I got to pick up the children's banquet, I feel much better. The little oppression brought about by the tedious official duties soon disappeared. Thinking of this child who was borrowing at home, he had a lot of things to think about. Regarding communication and getting along with each other, work had no place at all.
"This time, the first, second and third grades of senior high school started today, and the school was chaotic, and then the wrong book was distributed, and the classmates and teachers couldn't care less about me." Tong Yan said, "When I received the textbook code, the system assigned the wrong class. , It was originally the code of class A, but it was sent to class C, and when we went, there were shouts everywhere in the teaching administration building, asking each other who got whose code."
"Everyone is in chaos, and you will be in chaos too." Zhuo Xiangming gave him a milk and said.
Tong Yan plugged in the straw and drank it, drained half of the bucket in one breath, and laughed, "I don't have one."
Zhuo Xiangming looked at the road conditions and had to deal with the navigation elves, so he said "hmm" casually.
Tong Yan squinted at him, with the straw in his mouth: "You don't believe it?"
When Tong Yan seriously talked to him about the issue of trust last night, he regretted it very much, so at this time Zhuo Xiangming was most sensitive to the word "believe", and hurriedly said: "Of course I do."
—
The route became more and more unfamiliar. After the silence, Tong Yan lowered his head and chatted with Zou Jingyu all the way. When he arrived soon, he finally remembered to ask: "Aren't you going home?"
"I want to go back." Zhuo Xiangming said, "but go back to my house first."
Seeing Tong Yan's blank look, he said, "My mother said that she agreed with you last night, we'll go home for dinner today."
"what… "
Tong Yan tried hard to recall the content of the call, but in the end she could only remember that Lin Yuehua had politely invited him to go home for dinner "when he was free", and he said yes.
It can only be explained by the generation gap, Tong Yan thought silently.
"Who else is in the family?" Tong Yan asked.
Zhuo Xiangming said: "My mother, my father, I don't know if my brother is here."
Tong Yan knows that he has an omega brother, and he once met him at the wedding—
"He drank me three glasses of wine!" Tong Yan said angrily, "I drank five glasses in total, and three of them belonged to him."
Zhuo Xiangming didn't speak, Tong Yan chased him and asked, "What do you think should be done?"
Zhuo Xiangming seemed to be teasing a kitten: "What should I do?"
Holding her schoolbag, Tong Yan simply sat sideways and faced Zhuo Xiangming: "I was drunk because of him, and I didn't wake up until noon the next day, and my head still hurts."
He said he was drunk, and Zhuo Xiangming remembered the scene in the car where he was sticking Nuo Nuo and calling him brother.
"That's it." Zhuo Xiangming said.
Tong Yan immediately stared at him dissatisfied.
"I'll help you avenge." Finally Zhuo Xiangming said.
Satisfied, Tong Yan sat back in his seat and said without hesitation: "Brother is the best."
Tong Yan's habitual flattery formed under Tong Yang's perennial violent intimidation made Zhuo Xiangming feel comfortable, and the joy was close to the end of the year-end settlement.
Then he talked about what happened at school that day.
Zhuo Xiangming felt Tong Yan's excitement.
Before the start of school, the children's emotions fluctuated, and they were probably still uncertain. I really went today, and found nothing, and immediately became alive again.
Really a child, Zhuo Xiangming thought, strong and fragile.
You can see that he seems to be very sensible, but in fact, there are many small things that bother him. His happiness comes very simply, and so do his troubles. Everything he has experienced will leave a mark, just like a blank piece of paper, anyone close to him can smear on it. And because of the simplicity of smearing, Zhuo Xiangming was cautious.
He is like a man who has got a pearl and wants to make a treasure box to treasure it.