The house was silent.
Cheng Yue stood not far away with his hands in his pockets, through the misty pale smoke, the misty peach blossom eyes were indistinguishable between joy and anger.
Cheng Chu swallowed nervously, and said timidly, "Brother, you haven't slept yet."
"Well." He lowered his eyes, responded in a low voice, and then said lightly: "Is that your classmate?"
"Ah?" Cheng Chu didn't react.
Cheng Yue raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "Just now, the bicycle was riding fast."
"Yes." Cheng Chu clenched his hands nervously.
It was raining a little outside the window, and it was lightly patted on the window.
Cheng Yue walked up to her and glanced at the bag in her hand, "He gave it?"
"Yes." Cheng Chu pursed his lips, lowered his eyes, his butterfly-like long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he looked pitiful.
"Can you, don't tell your parents?" Her voice was tentatively cautious.
The closer Cheng is 1.9 meters tall, his handsome face seems to be covered with a layer of ice, with a taste of not anger and self-pretence, just standing like this can force people out of cold sweat.
The rain gradually increased, beating on the glass windows, and gradually meandering down.
In the cold rainy night, time seemed to be stretched for a long time in an instant. Cheng Chu heard the sound of her heartbeat that was about to jump out nervously. In the sound of dripping rain, she felt that her palms were gradually getting wet.
Just when she was about to give up her resistance, two words floated slowly in the air—
Can.
She raised her eyes sharply and looked at him in surprise, "Really?"
Cheng Yue nodded slightly, and after a while, he said, "Don't delay your studies, protect yourself well, and do these two things, I won't tell them."
"Okay." Cheng Chu raised his head, and his shining eyes were filled with emotion: "Brother, thank you."
Cheng Yue's heart softened half, reached out and touched her head, and his voice held up a little majesty: "Next time, let the driver pick you up, that kid rides so fast, it's not safe."
Cheng Chu nodded with a smile on his lips.
"Did you and mom quarreled today?" Cheng Yue then asked.
The corners of Cheng Chu's raised mouth froze slightly, and the light in her eyes gradually dimmed. She lowered her head and replied in a low voice, "Well."
"Do what you want." Cheng Yue lowered his eyes, looked at the top of her jet-black hair, and his voice gradually softened, "Mom, I'll have a good talk with her."
The little princess of his family should live a carefree life, do what she likes, and love the people she wants to love.
Under the light of the light, Cheng Yue's eyes showed indescribable tenderness, "Chu Chu, we all love you, the reason why my mother said that is because she thinks that life is the most comfortable and the best, so don't be with me. She's angry, okay?"
"Yeah." The tip of Cheng Chu's nose was sore, she nodded vigorously, raised her face, and her beautiful peach blossom eyes seemed to have water glittering.
"I love you too." Her voice choked, "You are the best brother in the world."
Cheng Yue smiled lightly, with a bit of helplessness in his voice: "Okay, why are you crying, take a good bath and go to bed."
In the dark of night, Cheng Chu returned to the room and cherished all the dolls beside the bed.
All kinds of Doraemon are like patron saints, watching this girl fall into a deep sleep.
On New Year's Eve, when Cheng Chu got up, he received a WeChat message from the monitor.
It is a class change confirmation form.
It reads: Since the grades are up to standard this time, please Cheng Chu choose whether to enter the key class.
The rain had not stopped overnight, and the sky was still gloomy. Cheng Chu printed out the pair of application forms, and wrote "Yes" in the option below whether to choose to enter the key class.
The last column of the confirmation form needs the signature of the parents. Cheng Chu felt that he was not in a hurry, so he just put the form under the book and went on to do other things.
The atmosphere at home is very good today. Cheng Ruohai, who is often away from home, is sitting on the sofa in the living room watching TV, Fu Xun is playing with his mobile phone, and Fu Rong is preparing the New Year's Eve dinner with the nanny in the kitchen.
After the mediation of Cheng Yue, Fu Rong was relieved about whether she was admitted to the Conservatory of Music, but she often asked worriedly, "What if you can't support yourself in the future?"
Cheng Ruohai, who was on the side, glanced at her coldly, "The family is short of this amount of money? What the daughter wants to do, even if she can't earn a penny, it doesn't matter."
Only then did Fu Rong shut up.
The family happily ate lunch and took a leisurely nap. When Cheng Chu woke up, it was already dark outside.
She still had the drowsiness after the nap in her head, and walked downstairs in a daze.
The New Year's Eve dinner was as rich as ever, with a full table.
The family was full and sat on the sofa watching the Spring Festival Gala.
Cheng Chu looked out through the floor-to-ceiling windows.
The rain has not stopped for several days in a row, the rain curtain is pouring, and the pattering rain does not stop, as if vowing to wash away the prosperity of the city.
The phone vibrated a few times, and it was a New Year's message sent in advance by some unfamiliar friends.
At first glance, it was a group post, but Cheng Chu calmed down and replied one by one.
After replying to those, she discovered that the news of the class group had accumulated to 99+.
Some wished each other "Happy New Year", and others shared their New Year's Eve dinner.
There were boring songs and dances on the TV, and Cheng Chubai boredly pulled up the news, starting from the very beginning.
It's a message from the head teacher-
"Praise the top three of our class in this final exam. First, Ye Feixue, grade 43, second, Cheng Chu, grade 50, third, Hu Zongbai, grade 68"
Cheng Chu's hand holding the phone froze, and he lowered his head in disbelief and read it again.
Why not Gu Miao
Did he make a mistake this time
Cheng Chu's beating heart gradually calmed down. Could it be because he borrowed his own scribbling pen, so he made a mistake
The high-pitched beautiful voice gradually increased, and it was Fu Xun who turned up the volume.
He turned his head, looked at Cheng Chu with a lost face and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
"No, it's nothing." Cheng Chu froze and turned off the phone screen, shaking his head in disguise.
The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, mixed with strong winds beating against the glass windows, making loud noises.
"Chuchu, go and close the window."
Because she felt that the heating room was too stuffy, Fu Rong left a small crack in the window.
"Okay." Cheng Chu came back to his senses and walked to the window without thinking.
A few strands of rain came in through the cracks of the window and splashed onto her face, bringing a bit of icy cold.
Cheng Chu only felt that the strong wind and rain outside the window seemed to hit her heart in an instant, and the joy and warmth of the New Year were instantly extinguished. She sniffed, turned her head and said, "You are a little sleepy, go to sleep first."
"Go to sleep, go to sleep." Cheng Ruohai waved his hand.
Cheng Chu pursed his lips, lowered his head and ran up to the second floor.
The wooden floor made a "bang" sound, she closed the door, and sat down at the table without any strength.
Not far away, Doraemon, who was in a row, was pouting, as if mocking Cheng Chu's stupidity.
She lowered her eyes in despair, blaming herself in a panic.
If it weren't for her, Gu Miao wouldn't be able to go to the key class.
The plum blossoms in the garden were trembling with the branches blown by the wind and snow, but they still firmly bloomed a bright red.
Cheng Chu took out the class transfer confirmation form from under the textbook, crossed out "yes" at the bottom, and then stared at the parent's signature column at the bottom and stared blankly.
A few minutes later, she knocked on Cheng Yue's door.
"Come in."
Cheng Chu leaned in quietly and whispered, "Brother, can I ask you something?"
The air seems to have penetrated into the rain outside, revealing a bit of sticky moisture.
After Cheng Yue heard her words, he pursed the corners of his lips slightly, and did not speak for a long time.
It seemed like a long time, and it seemed like only a few seconds had passed.
He opened his mouth and said in a deep voice, "Chuchu, have you asked the boy for his opinion?"
"Huh?" Cheng Chu raised his eyes, looking at him with a bit of confusion.
Cheng Ran sat on the office chair, his handsome face was hidden in the dim yellow light, and his eyes drooped slightly, making it difficult to see his expression.
But his tone was very deep.
"A boy who really likes you will not let you compromise for him. If he agrees to let you give up better things for him, it means that he is not worthy of your love."
"But I made him fail the exam?" Cheng Chu raised his head, puzzled.
"You should hear what he thinks." Cheng Yue said slowly.
When I came out of my brother's room, the rain outside had gradually subsided, and a few drops of rain fell on the window, making a slight sound.
It was very quiet all around.
Cheng Chu stood by the window and called Gu Miao.
A long "beep", and the next second, the call was picked up.
The boy's voice was full of obvious surprise: "Cheng Chu?"
"It's me." Cheng Chu looked at the night in the garden and said warmly, "Happy New Year, Gu Miao."
"You too, yes." Gu Miao's voice was slightly hoarse through the phone line, revealing an indescribable sexy, "Happy New Year."
His tone was very sincere, as if he wanted to give her all the happiness in this world at this moment.
The bottom of her heart seemed to be caressed by a pair of gentle hands. Cheng Chu's hand holding the phone trembled slightly. After pondering for a moment, she said, "I saw the result, is it because of the scribbling pen? I'm sorry, if it wasn't because of me. .. ”
Gu Miao never interrupted her speech, which seemed to be the first time.
He said: "No, because, this, it's me, I didn't play well."
The window was soaked by the rain, and a few drops of crystal rain cut a path and meandered down.
The young man's voice seemed to melt into this rainy night, with a little moisturizing, and leisurely drilled Cheng Chu's eardrum.
She lowered her eyes, her voice was low, "I don't want to go to the key class."
"No, next semester, the school entrance examination, I will be admitted to the key class."
So, wait for me, okay
Wait until I try to follow in your footsteps and become confident, strong, brave, and shining like you.
In this way, I am qualified to stand by your side.
The author has something to say: Gu Miao: Only by becoming a person as good as her can you be qualified to be with her