Time seemed to stand still for a minute, Yang Mo felt.
After saying this, Yang Mo continued to eat, but his throat seemed to be blocked by a complex emotion, and it was difficult to swallow the food in his mouth.
There was no sound from Han Shiyu's side for a long time.
Yang Mo finally said: "You eat."
Han Shiyu looked at him, then looked down at the rice in the bowl.
His reaction seemed a little weird, but Yang Mo felt that this was what he expected... Yang Mo was suddenly very strange, why was this what he expected.
Han Shiyu slowly put down his chopsticks and smiled awkwardly: "...I don't seem to be very hungry."
Too fake.
Yang Mo said: "Oh."
Han Shiyu sat in front of Lu Youqi's desk and reached out to flip through the messy textbooks, but when he was hanging in the air, he shrank back.
He still took out his phone and brushed with his head down.
Silent.
When Yang Mo finished eating, Han Shiyu raised his head and asked, "Are you full?"
Yang Mo: "Well."
There are still some meals left, in Han Shiyu's bowl.
Han Shiyu smiled and said, "Isn't it too wasteful?"
After Yang Mo got up and left, he went to eat the cool and breathable rice.
Yang Mo returned to the computer, his mind was in a mess, and he kept tapping the keyboard with his hands, but his heart floated elsewhere.
He pondered the exchange just now. He thinks he's got the answer right—he's a little…hard to accept.
The female classmates in the same class like some "corrupt" things, and he finds it a little strange.
However, he is a more Buddhist person, and he doesn't like it and won't comment violently. When the girl tried to impress him with these things, he would just perfunctory euphemistically, and he would not force himself to open those things forcibly.
He is such a person. He thought that Han Shiyu should also know about this. So it shouldn't matter too much.
Yang Mo turned his head, wanting to provoke a topic. But when Han Shiyu finished eating, he stood up and started to pick up the trash.
Yang Mo still put the words back in his mouth.
Han Shiyu cleaned the table and said, "Senior, I'm going down to throw out the trash."
Yang Mo: "There is a trash can on the balcony, just throw it there."
Han Shiyu opened the door and took a look, then took off the black garbage bag and put on a new one.
Han Shiyu: "This one should fall too, I just happened to be together."
He opened the door and went out. The back is a bit like running away.
Yang Mo glanced at the door.
It's been a long time—it's only ten minutes, it just feels like a long wait.
Han Shiyu has not returned yet.
Yang Mo touched the phone from his hand, and when he got it in front of him, the screen lit up.
Han Shiyu said, "Sorry, senior... I have something to do, so I have to go first."
Yang Mo's heart skipped a beat.
He said, "Aren't you going to stay overnight?"
Han Shiyu sent a lot of "sorry" emojis in a row, saying, "No need, just now Brother Min sent a message telling us to go back."
"Oh," Yang Mo said. He put down the phone.
…
After a few beeps, the phone was connected.
Han Shiyu: "Guess who I am."
Xie Chenmin did not hesitate: "mentally retarded."
No one has a number to note yet.
Yang Han snorted.
Liu Zuoye: "..."
After graduation, Xie Chenmin continued his graduate studies, and Han Shiyu went directly to start a business.
Entrepreneurship is not so good. Even with Han Lang's financial support, the newborn calf has gone through a period of ups and downs for nearly four years, and almost collapsed in the middle. After the ups and downs, I returned to the starting point, and then I began to sink my heart and start a business seriously. At that time, Han Shiyu invited Xie Chenmin to join them. Later, Jixun gradually grew, and Xie Chenmin was fired and became a self-media person.
The board's list includes Qi Ge and Lao Sui. Han Shiyu always felt that something was missing, and he would make a phone call every month to persuade Xie Chenmin not to come back.
Xie Chenmin said he already has a studio. The scissor hands with millions of fans who are funny and specializing in making ghost animals for Han Shiyu are from their studio.
"..." Han Shiyu said, "What about brotherhood?"
Xie Chenmin: "It's just a piece of paper in front of interests."
Han Shiyu: "You are cruel."
Xie Chenmin: "Thank you."
The two were poor for a while, and Liu Zuoye and Yang Han both sat across from him and looked at him.
Finally, Yang Mo couldn't help but poke Han Shiyu with his foot to let him talk business. Han Shiyu came down seriously, explained it, and said, "Your daughter is here with me now."
Yang Han sounded awkward, as if Han Shiyu was wearing black socks with two eyes on his head and was negotiating terms with the victim's family. The other side listened for a while and said, "Little Leaf is with you."
Han Shiyu handed the phone to Liu Zuoye.
Because he was afraid of disturbing his work, Liu Zuoye never dared to take the initiative to call him. Originally, he just wanted to thank Han Shiyu, and she was very happy to be able to make a phone call to greet her godfather.
Xie Chenmin's tone was warm, and said, "I'm too busy, I haven't seen you for a long time... The money sent is enough."
Liu Zuoye: "Well."
The father and daughter chatted for a while, and finally Liu Zuoye showed a smile and instructed, "Pay attention to your body."
"Okay," Xie Chenmin smiled, "you too."
After hanging up the phone, Liu Zuoye took a deep breath and said to Han Shiyu, "Thank you uncle."
Han Shiyu smiled back.
Yang Mo brought up the lunch and went upstairs to call Lu Yueming, who had been waiting in Yang Han's house for An An to analyze the problem for Comrade Xiao Yang.
Han Shiyu took the phone back from the table, and Yang Han asked, "Dad."
As soon as he heard the name Han Shiyu, he knew that Xiao Yang was going to be courteous, and said, "What's the matter."
Yang Han became more and more interested in Han Shiyu's college life and strange friends. Taking advantage of this time, she continued to ask: "Where did you talk about it last time? After meeting the secretary sister in the make-up class."
Yang Han likes listening to Han Shiyu tell stories very much. Yang Mo is not very good at narration, and his words are always a little dry and jumpy, and some plots involving face issues are usually skipped by Yang Mo.
Yang Han is also very strange. After so many years, how did Han Shiyu clearly imprint that green time in his mind, and even when the expression and details came out of his mouth, he seemed to be vivid in his mind.
Yang Han asked secretly: "...How did you get together?"
Liu Zuoye looked at Yang Han, and Yang Han watched Han Shiyu stick out a small section of his tongue. A smile appeared on Liu Zuoye's face, with "I'm also curious" written on his face.
…
On weekends, when Yang Mo went to make up lessons for Mi Shu, he did not bring Han Shiyu with him.
Mi Shu stood at the door looking left and right, and Yang Mo said, "He didn't come."
Mi Shu said disappointedly: "Huh?"
After the last weekend, she felt that she liked being with two people very much. Han Shiyu's conversation was fun, and his tiredness was usually swept away in just a few words.
Besides, Mi Shu is... a little bit into this pair.
She sighed, thinking that she didn't have any candy today, so she walked to the desk and began to take out the test paper.
Yang Mo frowned when he saw the messy red cross on it.
He looked at the scroll carefully and found that Mi Shu actually mastered what he taught her last week, but the mistakes always lie in the subtleties, either this one fell off, or the one who retreated and didn't want to continue doing it. .
Yang Mo put the paper on the table, buttoned it lightly, and said, "Are you in a bad state?"
Mi Shu bowed his head embarrassedly, rubbed the tip of his nose, and said, "I'm too stupid."
Yang Mo: "You are not stupid."
Mishu looked at him.
Yang Mo carefully analyzed the paper in front of him, and Mi Shu remained silent.
With a smile on her face, she said, "Thank you, brother."
Yang Mo just wanted to take a sip of water, but heard Mi Shu go on to say: "I was ranked very high before. So the math and physics teachers also paid attention to me. They analyzed it for me, as you said, but I always I still didn't perform well. I'm very grateful to you... I feel... I'm ashamed of you if you fail the exam."
The bottle mouth stopped by his mouth, Yang Mo turned his head and looked at Mi Shu.
Mi Shu casually said: "Damn, just like what my mother said, I'd better take it easy. Little girls always have a lack of stamina when they reach a critical moment. I probably should have chosen all liberal arts." She laughed. .
Yang Mo suddenly said, "What did your mother say?"
Mi Shu's embarrassed laughter stopped, "Huh?" She was stunned for a while, then nodded.
Yang Mo tightened the bottle cap and said, "Give me your mother's phone number, and I'll talk to her."
Mi Shu didn't look like he was joking, but after thinking about it, he didn't think there was anything wrong, so he said, "... What's the matter."
That day, Yang Mo talked with Mi Shu's mother for an hour.
This mother's character is very gentle, and she is not as unreasonable as Yang Mo imagined. Hearing that her mother would not come back from overtime at night, Yang Mo left the small rental house where Mishu used to study at noon, holding Mishu's papers. Taking advantage of the lunch break, I went to her mother's company to have a face-to-face interview with her.
Mi Shu has been in a stunned state, she didn't understand why Yang Mo did this, and was restless all morning.
It's not that the teacher didn't talk to his parents. But there are too many college entrance examination students in the class, and he cannot take care of them all.
…
After Yang Mo returned to school, he lay back on the bed with a tired look. Lu Youqi came back, sat on the bed and played games, and said to him, "Yo Momo, where are you going to be happy."
Yang Mo ignored him and continued on the bed.
Yang Mo, who has never used a circle of friends for thousands of years, clicked on Han Shiyu's avatar - he used the little prince.
There is nothing particularly new there, and the last daily post was three days ago. The content is probably that I was the first to finish the final homework, and the old Sui Qi and the Min each lost a pack of snacks.
It was four o'clock in the afternoon. Yang Mo was stunned for a while, and finally threw his phone aside. He had the habit of taking a lunch break, and he didn't sleep today, so the sleepiness soon came.
Nearly evening, Lu Youqi didn't wake up no matter how he called him. After expressing his admiration for his ability to fall asleep when he was paralyzed, he threw a coat to Yang Mo to cover it, and went down to the cafeteria to get dinner.
Yang Mo was called by the phone.
It is a very lonely thing to wake up in the late afternoon, when the sky will be dark.
Yang Mo took off his clothes, sat and froze for a while, and after washing his face, he picked up the phone when it was about to end.
It's Mishu.
Yang Mo finally woke up, because Mi Shu had been crying the other time.
Yang Mo finally found a gap and asked, Mi Shu cried incoherently: "...Thank you, brother."
Even Mi Shu didn't know why she was so mourned recently.
She had already set a goal three years ago. She was going to be admitted to the first university like her cousin, and she has been working hard for this goal.
But there are not many days before the college entrance examination, but she can't fight at all. She had to write a lot of papers every day to feel fulfilled. If she didn't write for a day, a huge sense of guilt and loss would overwhelm her.
In this state, she no longer dared to hope to study at the Shouda University, and could only approach the university of her dreams in various ways for comfort.
She herself does not know where the source of this state originated.
It wasn't until an hour ago that her mother called her and apologized. She was in a daze for a long time, and the turbulent found an outlet. The muffled helplessness covering her mood suddenly collapsed, and she burst into tears.
Her physical performance fell to the bottom once, and she fell into a huge inferiority complex and guilt.
Her mother looked distressed, so she comforted her not to be so nervous. She was already very good at this point. She said that the girl was not good at science, and her cousin was also up early and late for the night, and the stupid bird flew first to make up for it.
Her mother stroked her back and said with a warm smile that she was very proud of her daughter now.
This sounds understandable, and her mother also loves her, and Mishu accepts it safely.
However, this invisible and irresistible gender stereotype that occurs between relatives and friends is the most suffocating. Mi Shu unknowingly has fallen into such a rut.
She can no longer be as confident and bold as before in the examination room, and a thought suddenly pops up in her mind, "That's it, I can't do it anyway, and some steps are good enough" - the most terrible thing is , she doesn't know why.
…
Yang Mo directly proposed to Mi Shu's mother, suggesting that she should apologize to her daughter.
Her mother was puzzled. She didn't understand what was wrong with her, and Yang Mo wanted her to apologize to her child on what basis.
Yang Mo said frankly, just because you paid me to be a tutor.
Mi Shu's mother was dumbfounded.
"Mi Shu hasn't reached the limit, and she doesn't have the so-called stupid bird to fly first. She works hard just because she likes it, not to live up to her and your expectations, not to make up for any gender gap." Yang Mo looked into his mother's eyes and said. "She's a natural fit and thinker, and she's great at math. Can go further."
"Mi Shu trusts you the most. Any words from your parents are very important to her during a critical period. If you don't apologize to her and clear up some obstacles in her heart, I taught her, but she can't show it, and it's a white education. "
Yang Mo is rational and realistic, he will not meddle in a stranger's business for no reason. If he wants to continue coaching Mishu, he must clear up all kinds of obstacles. He doesn't like doing useless work.
Mi Shu's mother neither refuted nor agreed, and had been silent for a long time with Yang Mo. In the end, Yang Mo went back with regret.
…
Mi Shu cried for a long time, until his throat was a little hoarse.
Yang Mo was not good at words, so he quietly listened to her talk. After a long time, Yang Mo said, "Do you still have a goal now?"
Mi Shu's voice was choked and firm: "Capital University."
Yang Mo: "I'm waiting."