The final exams for this semester are coming up soon.
All subjects are carried out step by step, only sports...
Before, she kept saying that Zhu Yun would go to find Jiang Xingchi's partner for a champion in the final exam, but as they approached, she showed more and more inconsistency.
Although he would definitely not admit it, Zhu Yun knows him too well. After being with him for so long, Zhu Yun's eyesight has improved by leaps and bounds, from "myopia" to "microscope" and then to "scalpel". The knife went down and cut open the epidermis of the official business of the champion, and saw that it was full of narrow-mindedness.
Zhu Yun's response was to play dumb.
After the initial enthusiasm for sharing weal and woe faded, Zhu Yun found that she still couldn't let go of her report card. On the day of the exam, under the pressure of someone's eyes saying "this is your last chance", Zhu Yun calmly played with Jiang Xingchi.
I have to say that Jiang Xingchi is really good at volleyball, especially after working with Li Xun for a semester, Zhu Yun can appreciate Jiang Xingchi's awesomeness even more.
Because there were too many people looking for Jiang Xingchi's partner, no one had time to practice. When it was Zhu Yun's turn, Jiang Xingchi told her "Don't be nervous" and started directly.
Zhu Yun was relatively slow to enter the state, and the first ball flew up, just thinking that the exam was over, but Jiang Xingchi saved the ball steadily, and it was not deviated or slanted, it just landed directly on the top, and the strength was just right good. All the balls after that were like this, no matter where Zhu Yun put the ball, Jiang Xingchi's return will always be the same strength and the same landing point, so comfortable.
Perhaps because he already knew about the relationship between Zhu Yun and Li Xun, Jiang Xingchi would stop when he reached the excellent line for other students, but Zhu Yun did not stop after ninety, until the hundredth. When it was down, Jiang Xingchi raised his hand beautifully, placed the ball vertically high, and took it firmly with one hand.
The weather was very cold today, and Zhu Yun was sweating a little after hitting a hundred balls. She went to look for Li Xun, who leaned on the high-speed iron rail beside the volleyball court with his arms folded, and gave her a cool look .
"Where did the people who said they wanted to share weal and woe go?"
Zhu Yun leaned beside her, looking back and forth cooperatively. "Yeah, where did you go?"
Li Xun looked at her with a nonchalant smile, Zhu Yun quickly lost under his gaze, and poked his elbow in his ribs, acting coquettishly and shamelessly.
Soon it was Li Xun's turn, and he swayed up, living up to everyone's expectations. Coach Tang wanted to give him another chance to make up for his grades, but Li Xun lightly wrote "No, eight is more auspicious", and left.
Not to mention, it's really unbelievably chic.
He is different from Zhu Yun, he doesn't care about the score at all.
That's right, grades are not as important as pretense.
On the night of the exam, Li Zhuangyuan "regardless of past suspicions" treated guests to dinner, took Gao Jianhong and Ren Di's band, and booked a big room in the billiard club.
No one in Ren Di's band is serious about going to school, a group of bloody lunatics, playing like they want to die. Zhu Yun and Ren Di sat away from the boys, and Ren Di told Zhu Yun her plan.
"I may not come next semester." Ren Di smoked a cigarette, and she still wore heavy makeup. After more than a year, she was even more glamorous than the fledgling before.
Zhu Yun: "Aren't you coming now?"
Ren Di: "Anyway, I haven't taken any classes for more than a year, and my grades are not enough for graduation."
This is also...
"Does your family agree?"
"It doesn't matter whether you agree or not. We made an appointment at the beginning. I'll come here for the exam. Don't worry about the rest." Ren Di shrugged, "People have to keep their promises, don't they?"
Zhu Yun didn't know what to say. She thought maybe she should be given some encouragement, but soon realized that it wasn't necessary, because there were more people in the Tao than her.
Zhu Yun drank a few sips of wine in this atmosphere, feeling transparent all over.
"What about you, what are your plans?" Ren Di asked.
Zhu Yun didn't speak, and turned around behind her.
Ren Di looked at Li Xun who was chatting with Gao Jianhong, and said, "No more?"
Zhu Yun: "No more."
It couldn't have been better.
The dinner party lasted until midnight, and the band members were all down. Li Xun put on Zhu Yun's coat, put on a scarf, and left with her drunk.
It was dark and chilly outside, Zhu Yun was jolted by the wind, Li Xun noticed it, and tightened her clothes tightly again.
"Is it still cold?"
Zhu Yun shook her head in a daze.
Li Xun simply carried her on his back, and Zhu Yun's face was pressed against his shoulder, enjoying the treatment of riding a rickshaw.
After a while, Li Xun said deliberately, "Princess, you seem a little heavy."
She kicked her legs to show her dissatisfaction, and Li Xun smiled again: "It's okay, it's not worth seeing if it's dry, it's better to be a little speculative."
Zhu Yun hugged him, fascinated, and felt that the whole world was in her arms. With her eyes closed, she fully radiated the girl's imagination, turning the surroundings into a boundless galaxy, and they shuttled through it lightly.
"Li Xun."
"Um?"
"Do you have any dreams?"
"without."
"How can it be?"
"I haven't given it much thought."
"Think about it now."
"Then... continue like this."
"What's the meaning?"
"I swore when I was very young that I must be worthy of myself in this life. I only do what I want to do and say what I want to say. No matter what price I pay for it, I have no regrets."
"You have thoroughly implemented this wanton life philosophy in the past few years."
"Yeah, that's why I say the dream is 'go on like this.'"
"Ha ha."
"Do princesses have dreams?"
"have."
"What is it?"
"My dream is to have a fruitful relationship with my first love."
He stopped under a street lamp, turned his head sideways, and looked at Zhu Yun lying on his shoulder with closed eyes and resting his mind, "I don't need to ask who it is."
Zhu Yun closed her eyes and bit him.
Li Xun said with a smile, "Your dream is easy to come true."
The next day, Zhu Yun woke up early in the morning and saw Li Xun reading at the desk. She went outside to buy breakfast, and the two ate briefly. Li Xun asked her, "When did you buy the ticket?"
Zhu Yun: "I haven't bought it yet, don't worry."
Li Xun glanced at her and said nothing.
The school was officially on holiday, and everyone had left. Li Xun no longer went to school every day, and changed his workplace to his home. He and Zhu Yun still sat side by side as if they were in the base, listening to each other's typing on the keyboard.
A week later, Li Xun finally asked her again: "Aren't you going back?"
Zhu Yun: "Hurry me up?"
Li Xun said lightly, "The Chinese New Year is coming soon."
Zhu Yun: "It's still a few days, don't worry."
After a while, Li Xun said again: "Have you agreed with your parents?"
It was rare for him to be so entangled in one thing. Zhu Yun knew what he was thinking and said, "It's okay, don't worry."
In fact, the mother's phone call started more than ten days ago. Zhu Yun pushed her four times in a row. The mother seemed to understand something and stopped contacting her.
In this way, Zhu Yun didn't leave until the work at hand was temporarily finished. Before she left, Li Xun sat by the bed and watched. Zhu Yun went over and pressed the back of his neck, and said, "Play by yourself for a few days, I'll be back soon."
When Zhu Yun arrived home, her parents were there, and from the moment she entered the door, she could feel the difference in the atmosphere. The family finished their meal quietly, and no one left the table in a tacit understanding. Finally, Zhu Guangyi sighed lightly, got up first, and said, "Zhu Yun, you should have a good chat with your mother." The newspaper went to the living room.
The lights in the restaurant are very bright, bright white, and the tableware on the table reflects pure light.
"Why didn't you go home right away after school was on holiday?" Mother asked.
Zhu Yun said, "I have something to do."
"What's up?"
"Very important."
Zhu Yun was a little nervous. Facing her serious-looking mother, the longer the time passed, the more her heart would be tugged. She forced herself to distract herself, thinking about the way Li Xun looked at her before leaving.
"Zhu Yun." Mother interrupted her train of thought, "Let's have a frank and honest talk today, I understand what's going on with you, let's put it this way," mother said concisely, "I disagree."
Although such a result was not unexpected, Zhu Yun's heart was still chilled when she heard her mother categorically disagreed.
"Mom, he's not what you think."
"What do I think?"
Zhu Yun was silent, and her mother said: "You can't even say what I think, you just refute your parents blindly, do you think this is convincing?"
Zhu Yun said in a low voice, "He is excellent."
Mother was silent for a while, then smiled and said, "Just focus on this area in front of you, of course you think he is very good. You don't have to pick any of the children of friends at home during the Chinese New Year. You don't have to. Talk to me about whether you are good or not, and my mother has seen too many good students. And this person’s family situation is quite special.” The mother said lightly, “There is a saying that’It’s hard to get a good son from a poor family’, maybe I say it as a teacher It's not quite right, but it's the way it is, some things are brought by Genri, and it's no use trying to pretend."
Zhu Yun couldn't help but said, "He didn't pretend."
My mother didn't hear about it, and then said: "Such students often lack a sense of identity in their hearts, are eager for quick success, and try their best to get ahead—"
"He didn't!"
Mother sneered: "No? Didn't you pick up tall branches to entangle you? From some point of view, this person is indeed quite smart."
"No!" Zhu Yun blushed, "I pestered him!"
The mother was unmoved, and said: "You are my daughter. No one knows you better than me. I have also heard a little about this boy's behavior in the game. You are easy to be deceived by this kind of person when you are young. You will never grow up." Much the same."
Zhu Yun looked at her mother: "What is cheating? It was Fang Zhijing who didn't follow the rules during the competition. It was unfair to the other teams."
"It's not up to you to decide whether it's fair or not." Mother said coldly, "Take a step back and say, even if it's unfair, you should still complain to the school, instead of overstepping the teacher and overstepping the school, self-righteously destroying the game."
Zhu Yun pursed her lips tightly. Although she didn't talk back, her mother could see that she couldn't be persuaded at all.
"Look, that's it." The mother said flatly, "These people only pick out kind and soft-hearted people like you to deceive, first tie you up, and then send you out to fight with your parents. He uses you like this. Can't you see it?"
Zhu Yun got up.
Mother's voice became harsh. "I haven't finished my sentence yet, where are you going?"
Zhu Yun whispered: "There is nothing to say."
Her mother called her from behind, and Zhu Yun quickly went upstairs.
Anger, fear, grievance... A series of strong and complex emotions mixed together made her extremely uncomfortable.
She started to pack things non-stop, her mind was in a mess, she couldn't think about anything, she just packed up whatever she saw, and finally went downstairs with a full suitcase.
Zhu Guangyi was drinking tea and reading the newspaper in the living room. Seeing this scene, he frowned and said, "What are you going to do?"
Zhu Yun didn't speak, and went to the door to get her coat, and Zhu Guangyi's teacup dropped off the table.
"Nonsense!"
Zhu Guangyi was in charge of the house, and he was always calm on weekdays. Zhu Yun almost never saw him get angry. He was so frightened by this drink that his back broke out in cold sweat, and the laces of his boots couldn't be tied several times.
She bit her lip and insisted not to open her mouth, because she knew that opening her mouth would show her timidity, and her parents had worked hard in the education industry for decades, so it was too easy to catch her.
Finally putting on the boots, Zhu Yun straightened up and saw her mother standing in front of her.
"What do you want to do? Put everything down!"
Zhu Yun walked around her, and her mother grabbed Zhu Yun's arm and said sharply, "Zhu Yun, are you obsessed?!"
right.
"When did you become so disobedient? The Chinese New Year is coming soon. How can you explain when your relatives and friends are here?"
Better to be honest.
My mother stood at the door without giving in a single step, and said, "Zhu Yun, put your things down for me. Are parents less important than him?"
Zhu Yun looked up. "What if I say no."
Mother was taken aback.
When she was in a daze, Zhu Yun bypassed her, opened the door and ran out.
Her mother called her loudly from behind: "Zhu Yun!"
The wind is too cold.
Too cold too cold.
It almost froze all the internal organs.
Zhu Yun ran along the deserted street for more than ten minutes, and when she finally stopped, she found snot and tears on her face, which was ugly.
It's too outrageous, these words are all over her mind, the more she thinks about it, the more she shed tears...
She is really outrageous.
Zhu Yun stood by the side of the road, the winter wind blew her tears, and soon her cheeks ached. She took a deep breath, but showed no signs of calming down.
She went straight to the station and took the last night train.
The bus started slowly, and beside her was a middle-aged woman in her forties who asked Zhu Yun, "Are you going home too?"
Zhu Yun looked at her without speaking.
The middle-aged woman didn't care and said excitedly, "I'm going home to see my daughter!"
Zhu Yun said softly, "I'm going to see my boyfriend."
The middle-aged woman said with a smile: "That's a good thing, why cry."
Turning around, Zhu Yun leaned against the car window.
The lampposts outside the window swayed one by one. Before Zhu Yun's eyes, Li Xun was wearing a dark sweater and trousers, sitting on the edge of the bed with his back slightly hunched and looking at her when they parted today.
She began to hope that time would go faster.
It was past three o'clock when I returned to my residence, Zhu Yun's eyes were dry and exhausted. The taxi driver helped her carry the box into the corridor. Zhu Yun said thank you, but when she opened her mouth, she found her throat hurt.
She took out the key to open the door and entered the room gently. It was pitch black and Li Xun was sleeping.
When Zhu Yun saw the figure lying on the bed, she was softened by a strong tenderness.
She verified her mother's words again - she was possessed
She felt it was worth the price.
Zhu Yun walked a few steps in, and out of the corner of her eye, she saw a box of takeaway rice noodles on the table. She didn't eat much, and more than half of it was left. The book on the table was spread out, still at the page where she left, and there were piles of sundries on the floor.
The computer was on the bed, and he was probably halfway through his work, so tired that he fell asleep on his stomach.
When he was alone, he messed up by himself.
Zhu Yun pulled the computer away, and his fingertips seemed to move.
Zhu Yun took off her coat and lay sideways beside him. Li Xun felt light, woke up easily, and opened his eyes with difficulty. Zhu Yun greeted him with the softest eyes. After the first few seconds of sleepiness, Li Xun seemed to understand something. He slowly closed his eyes and burrowed into Zhu Yun's arms without saying a word.
Zhu Yun hugged him and whispered in his ear: "Will I be back soon?"
He still didn't speak, just let her hold him in silence.