There was something warm, surging in Zhang Zhiyuan's chest. It made his heart beat faster and his throat was inexplicably dry.
Everything I want to say and emotions I want to express are on the tip of my tongue, but there is always a trace of clarity in my mind.
"I, I..." he said, "I also think it's best not to be in a relationship in high school."
Zhang Yansheng's mouth opened and closed.
Zhang Zhiyuan felt hot on his face, but insisted: "Study is more important. We only have more than 900 days."
Zhang Yansheng stared at him for a few seconds, then suddenly covered his face.
It's not really a disappointment, it's just... funny.
"You..." She couldn't help laughing.
Zhang Zhiyuan was embarrassed, and then he also thought that he was amusing. I wanted to hold back my smile, but I couldn't, so I bit my lip hard.
The two of them smiled at each other in the darkness and the lights.
When Zhang Zhiyuan said it, he was worried that Zhang Yansheng would be disappointed or something. But when he saw Zhang Yansheng's smile, he knew that her forcible turning point was completely seen through by her.
But she was neither disappointed nor angry, so she must also understand what his emotions were, and at the same time understand that what he said was right.
Zhang Yansheng was indeed in such a state of mind at this time.
She did not expect that at such a hazy and charming moment, under the sprouting of first love, the young man's mind would still be so clear.
There is no anger, and that little hope has failed, and what it brings is just unstoppable laughter.
When the two of them laughed enough, Zhang Yan said, "You're right, so don't fall in love early. Q is still waiting for you."
Zhang Zhiyuan looked up to the sky: "Don't put pressure on me."
Zhang Yan laughed again and was about to speak when a woman's voice suddenly sounded behind Zhang Zhiyuan: "Zhiyuan."
Those hormonal and youthful vibes were washed away.
The two of them looked over at the same time, and a middle-aged woman was stepping over the small iron door embedded in the big iron door, and asked hesitantly, "Didn't you say you went downstairs to take out the garbage? Why did you come here?"
Zhang Zhiyuan called out "Mom" and said, "Tell me something to my classmates."
The middle-aged woman looked over, and Zhang Yan shouted politely, "Auntie."
The middle-aged woman responded and asked, "Why are you still out so late, what's the matter?"
When the adults saw the two children outside at this time, they asked such a sentence. Strictly speaking, there is actually no problem with the content.
The problem is her wary tone and wary attitude.
Zhang Zhiyuan saw that the natural smile on Zhang Yansheng's beautiful face disappeared. In its place was a reserved, distant smile.
"Mom!" he said immediately, "we'll finish talking in a minute, you go back first."
Zhang Yansheng glanced at Zhang Zhiyuan, a little surprised by the toughness in his tone.
He said before that he was too aggressive when talking to Xu Lichen, but Zhang Yansheng didn't really believe it. Because in the class, basically the girls' impression of Zhang Zhiyuan is "tall, gentle, a little handsome".
In particular, he was extremely patient with Zhang Yansheng. The slow speech and the soft voice when speaking the topic make people feel gentle. It even got to the point where Zhang Yansheng felt that his character was a little warm.
Now it seems that he really has a strong side.
"It's over, I'll go home now." Zhang Yansheng still gave Zhang Zhiyuan face, and said politely, "Auntie, goodbye."
Zhang Zhiyuan said: "Be careful on the road."
Zhang Zhiyuan's mother asked in surprise, "You don't live here?"
She thought that this girl, like them and several other classmates, rented a house in Dongfengdongli for the convenience of going to school.
"Not here." Zhang Yan replied in a loud voice, and pressed his chin to Zhang Zhiyuan, "Let's go."
Zhang Zhiyuan nodded.
Zhang Zhiyuan's mother hesitated for a while.
On the big night, such a beautiful girl is alone... As an adult, Zhang Zhiyuan's mother thinks it's best for someone to send her, but as a mother, she doesn't want her son to run around outside this big night and come looking for her son. There are more opportunities to be alone together.
Just when she was hesitating whether to send the girl off herself, the girl strode across the small road.
The driver of a black Mercedes-Benz on the opposite side got out and opened the door for her. The car sped away.
Zhang Zhiyuan's mother was even more surprised.
"Your classmate's home conditions are pretty good?" she said.
Zhang Zhiyuan gave a "hmm": "Maybe. I don't know."
When middle school students didn't care about these things, that is, Mercedes-Benz was too popular, and Zhang Zhiyuan still knew it. If Zhang Yansheng was sitting in a Rolls-Royce or Bentley at home, he might not be able to identify the brand.
I don't know, and I don't care.
The two walked back silently. Zhang Zhiyuan's mother didn't say anything, and didn't question why Zhang Zhiyuan "threw the garbage" out of the community.
There are some things that I understand in my heart, but it’s hard to deal with it if it’s broken.
But she couldn't help but say, "This girl is very beautiful."
The corner of Zhang Zhiyuan's mouth hooked: "The boys in our class are always booing, saying that she is the current school beauty."
The mother observed her son's expression and said, "In high school..."
Zhang Zhiyuan sighed and stopped: "I don't know how to fall in love, it's really something."
Zhang Zhiyuan's mother believed him. Because she came here looking for her son just now, and just heard Zhang Yansheng's last sentence, saying that she agreed not to fall in love, and also said that Q is waiting for Zhang Zhiyuan.
The words are quite pleasant, it seems that the two are not secretly dating.
After walking a few steps, she couldn't help but say again: "It seems to be a very temperamental girl. I didn't say anything just now, did I?"
Even Zhang Zhiyuan could feel the change in Zhang Yansheng's attitude, but she certainly wouldn't be aware of it as an adult. I just think she is a very arrogant little girl, maybe even a pretty girl is arrogant - this is a common perception among parents.
Zhang Zhiyuan was silent for a while, and said bluntly, "Don't do that to my female classmates in the future."
Mom asked, "What?"
"Don't be like a thief." Zhang Zhiyuan said helplessly, "Your son is only a treasure in your heart, and is nothing in the eyes of others. No one cares."
Mom said angrily: "What did you say?"
But that kind of defense against others has become her instinct, and it can't be changed by a few words. Zhang Zhiyuan said no more.
My mother said: "It's not that you are not allowed to fall in love, but it can't be now. When you get to college, there is time to talk. High school is only three years old, and the college entrance examination is a single-plank bridge. your whole life..."
These are all clichés. Zhang Zhiyuan said, "I know, so I don't need to repeat it."
"You kids, you say that you know, you don't always do things that make parents worry." Mom said, "I have to go to your dean next week. This matter can't be defined like this. I listen to Li Shuqing. Mom told me that the boy in class 8 has already been punished. Doesn't this prove that he is a problem student? Surely the responsibility cannot be half of the responsibility, so why should you be punished... "
Her son said, "If you listen to me and don't call the police, nothing will happen."
Mom stopped, looking sad.
She also regretted it.
In her heart, her son is a "good boy", and he must be blamed for being beaten by a student in the same school. She didn't expect others to think differently from her.
The dean said that the video could only show that the two people were talking, and then they conflicted. At first, they pushed each other. Later, although Zhang Zhiyuan was "beaten", it could only show that the other child was fighting badly, but it could not be explained. It is he who is to blame.
So I called the two children to ask questions, and wanted to ask clearly. Who knew that the two said the same thing. The director guided her for a long time, but her son did not change his words. In the end, half of the responsibility was held by one person.
She regretted it.
Zhang Zhiyuan turned to look at her and saw the regretful and sad expression on her face. She has aged very quickly in recent years, and has a lot of white hair on her temples. She always said that she wanted to dye it, but she didn't do it, and she didn't spend this unnecessary money.
There are many things in the house at home, and I don’t want to rent it out, for fear that the tenant will spoil the house. Therefore, in the past three years, I have to pay extra rent for Dongfeng Dongli. Because there are many customers like them who rent for their children to go to school, the rent here has been high...
Zhang Zhiyuan walked back and put his arms around his mother.
When he was in junior high school, he was taller than her. Holding her like this, from behind, he thought she was a child and he was an adult.
"Don't worry about it." He said, "I talked to the head teacher, and the punishment can be revoked. Our old class also talked to the head teacher, and the head agreed, not to record it in the file first, as long as I can take the test When I entered the top class, I was withdrawn on the grounds that I had made great progress in my studies. So, don’t worry.”
In the dark night, the voice of the boy Xuxu sounded.
"Why did you come down to find me, I only came down for a while."
"Didn't I work overtime again today, so I didn't rest earlier."
"I'll go back to sleep later, there are some questions I haven't finished yet."
"Don't worry about it..."
The son is filial but tough: "It's just you and me at home. Can you discuss anything with me in the future before doing it?"
Mom said helplessly: "I see, ah..."
The two went home.