Yang Zhao never asked him when he would come back.
Even the time was far beyond her original imagination.
At the beginning, he said that he would come back when you finished the tasks at hand.
But Yang Zhao finished the work early, and when the other work she took over was also finished, there was still no news from Chen Mingsheng.
Winter is over, and spring is also over.
Yang Zhao is used to waiting.
Or, sometimes, she has almost forgotten, and she is still waiting.
The painting had already been completed, Yang Zhao had it framed and locked it in the cabinet. She would only see that painting when she was looking for books and checking information.
After New Year's Eve, Chen Mingsheng never came back, and there was no news of him.
At first, when Yang Zhao saw that painting, he felt an indescribable depression in his heart. After a while, when she saw it again, she would feel a little sad. Finally, when summer came, when the pear tree beside the street bloomed, she happened to see the painting in the cabinet, and her heart was already very peaceful.
Perhaps, all feelings are like this.
It starts from the rise, develops from the strong, and finally returns to the plain.
Since May, Yang Zhao never thought about Chen Mingsheng again.
Because Yang Jintian's college entrance examination is coming.
The numbers on the timing board on the wall finally became very few.
Yang Jintian's grades improved by leaps and bounds in just a few months, and later, he was so motivated to study that he needed Yang Zhao to persuade him to rest.
The reason why he worked so hard was because he saw hope.
If there is really no ambition to speak of, that person will not work hard. And people who have completely mastered the future are also lacking energy. Only those who are still on the road, or even those who have just discovered the guiding lights, will work hard.
In the last few days, the teacher did not let me study hard, but advocated that I should relax my heart and not be too nervous.
Three days before the college entrance examination, the provincial experiment was on holiday. On the first night of the holiday, the head teacher held a small class meeting for the parents, and Yang Zhao attended.
At the class meeting, Teacher Sun mainly talked about the psychological adjustment of the students in the last few days, and also told about the convenience of eating, and finally told the parents not to put too much pressure on the children.
When the class meeting was dismissed, Teacher Sun specially kept Yang Zhao for a while. She told Yang Zhao that the things just now didn't apply to Yang Jintian, and he had to work harder to tighten the last string until he finished the last subject.
"Yang Jintian's grades have improved by leaps and bounds in the last year, and he trembled at the end, so we must be optimistic!" At this juncture, the teachers in the candidates' class also seemed to be crazy, their eyeballs were wide open, like fighting cocks. "If Yang Jintian plays well, it won't be a problem to get into a 985 college!"
Yang Zhao was not affected by her enthusiasm, but she was still very grateful to Teacher Sun.
"Don't worry, I will tell him."
"good!"
The whole journey was uneventful, but when it was the day of the exam, Yang Zhao realized that he would still be nervous.
After all, no matter what you say, in China, the college entrance examination is an extremely important step for a person.
Yang Jintian's examination room is located in No. 31 Middle School, which is far away from Yang Zhao's home. When the notification from the examination room came, Yang Zhaoyou asked Yang Jintian if he wanted to live somewhere nearby, but Yang Jintian said no.
Compared with Yang Zhao, Yang Jintian seems very indifferent.
He gets up at 6:10 every day, rests at 11:30 in the evening, and takes a 40-minute nap at noon.
Yang Zhao admired his life and schedule very much. Since mid-May, she has turned off all her work and devoted herself to accompanying Yang Jintian to the college entrance examination.
On the day of the exam, the road in front of the exam room was blocked for a long time, and cars couldn't get in. Yang Zhao, like other parents, crowded at the school gate and waited.
The other parents gathered together to chat, but Yang Zhao didn't know anyone, so he leaned against a tree by the road and smoked.
Yang Jintian sat in Yang Zhao's car in the morning, and did not leave until it was time to enter the examination room. Before leaving, he glanced at Yang Zhao, and Yang Zhao told him to cheer up.
Yang Jintian smiled and said, "Sister, there will always be something that makes you happy."
Yang Zhao was stunned for a moment, Yang Jintian had already gone far.
She felt that Yang Jintian's words were a bit inexplicable, but after thinking about it again, she might also understand what he meant.
Just a few hours.
morning.
afternoon.
Yang Jintian finished the first day of exams.
Yang Zhao thought about it when she was idle, and she found that Yang Jintian actually didn't have any obvious weaknesses.
Even Yang Zhao has to admit that Yang Jintian is very smart, especially in mathematics, physics and chemistry. Although Yang Jintian has a strong personality, his thinking is rational, very calm and rational. This surprised Yang Zhao too.
As for English, Yang Zhao's parents were basically returnee scholars. Yang Zhao and Yang Jintian had been in contact frequently since they were young, and their grades were not bad.
The only subject that Yang Jintian doesn't like very much may be Chinese.
Yang Jintian doesn't like those content that insists on words, doesn't like those romantic poems, even a composition with only 800 characters will give him a headache.
So after the first Chinese test, Yang Zhao took a closer look at Yang Jintian's face. Finally, Yang Jintian couldn't help turning his head and said to Yang Zhao, "Sister, just ask."
"Huh?" Yang Zhao quickly looked away and said, "What?"
Yang Jintian smiled and said, "Do you want to ask me how I did in the exam?"
Yang Zhao shook his head, "No, stop thinking about it after the exam and prepare for the next subject."
At noon, Yang Zhao asked Yang Jintian what he wanted to eat. Yang Jintian thought about it and said, "Can I eat anything?"
Yang Zhao started the car and said, "Of course."
"I want to go to that Japanese restaurant." Yang Jintian seemed to be in a good mood, sitting in the back seat, holding the seat in front, and said, "Is that okay?"
Yang Zhao was a little surprised, "Japanese food?"
"I've been there before." Yang Jintian said.
"I know, I remember." Yang Zhao thought about it, whether the store was far or near, but—
"Why do you suddenly want to go there?" Although she asked, the car turned around and drove to another street.
Yang Jintian smiled and said, "I am an examinee, and I have the greatest rights today."
Yang Zhao smiled and said, "Yes, you are the biggest today."
There was silence in the car for a while, Yang Zhao turned his head casually, just in time to see Yang Jintian looking at her. He turned his head the moment he met Yang Zhao's gaze.
Yang Zhao said flatly, "What's wrong?"
Yang Jintian smiled and shook his head, "It's nothing."
The Japanese restaurant is still quiet, not many customers. Yang Zhao and Yang Jintian found their seats, Yang Zhao asked him, "What do you want to eat?"
Yang Jintian said, "Anything is fine."
Yang Zhao gave him the menu and said, "Order whatever you want."
Yang Jintian ordered two plates of sushi, one salmon, and two bottles of drinks. Yang Zhao has no appetite, but Yang Jintian enjoys eating.
The lighting in the restaurant is very dim, it has always been so dim. They sat in front of a long bar, and the small lights above the bar illuminated Yang Zhao's face very white and clean.
After Yang Jintian finished his meal, it was still a long time before the exam time.
"Do you want to go?" Yang Zhao said, "Go and rest for a while."
Yang Jintian shook his head, he seemed full of energy, "No, I'm not tired at all."
Yang Zhao nodded and said, "Then just wait a little longer."
"Sister." Yang Jintian wiped his mouth with a tissue, and then said, "You can chat with me."
"Okay." Yang Zhao said.
Yang Jintian said: "You know what, I'm not nervous at all today."
Yang Zhao smiled and said, "Well, when my sister took the college entrance examination, she didn't feel nervous." She held the cup with the drink in her hand, but she didn't drink it. "It's good not to be nervous," she said. "Not nervous means you know what to do."
She raised her head, looked at Yang Jintian, and said, "Little Tian, heaven rewards hard work, your hard work will be rewarded."
"En." Yang Jintian lowered his head, and after a while, he hummed heavily again.
The two-day exam ended successfully.
The last subject was English. In the examination room, there were more than 20 minutes before the end of the examination, and many people in the room had already completed the examination papers.
Yang Jintian is also one of them.
He had already completed the exam very early, but according to the instructions of the head teacher, he had to do it until the last minute.
Yang Jintian was sitting by the window, he turned his head and looked outside.
Today's weather is very good, the sky outside is blue, and the white clouds are floating sparsely. The window was opened a crack, and the outside wind came in, blowing up the curtains and shaking them in front of Yang Jintian's face.
In the sky outside, a few birds flew over. Yang Jintian watched it for a long time, slightly dazed. He suddenly thought of Yang Zhao and his sister.
Is she waiting for him outside
Yang Jintian's eye sockets were a little hot.
Yang Jintian couldn't tell what Yang Zhao meant to him. Sometimes he felt that his feelings for Yang Zhao were weak, but sometimes he felt that she meant everything to him.
She gave him hope, gave him a future.
When the closing bell rang, all the candidates in the room cheered. At first it was just a few people, then it became a class, then a corridor, and finally the whole school cheered.
Liberated, no matter whether they did well in the exam or not, for these students, even for a few seconds, they felt relieved and truly liberated.
The teachers who were still collecting the test papers in the examination room had expressions of understanding on their faces. They held back their smiles, put away all the test papers, and then said to the students: "Liberated, let's go!"
The corridor was instantly full of people.
Yang Zhao was a little dizzy from being squeezed among a group of parents.
But she didn't back down either.
She felt that she should be at the forefront.
She saw Yang Jintian at a glance, and Yang Jintian also quickly spotted her. Yang Jintian in the crowd was wearing a clean half-sleeve dress and carrying a schoolbag on one shoulder. Although he was still young and immature, he looked energetic and handsome.
Yang Zhao's greeting hand suddenly stopped.
She looked at Yang Jintian's smiling face from a distance, and suddenly felt an unspeakable touch.
He became sunny, and he finally listened to her and returned to where he should have been.