It is still a love letter from classmate J.
His words were still brief, but powerful—
I hope time passes faster,
A little closer to you.
The greeting card was written on January 19, 2007 at 12:30.
Signature: j
Li Xixi came over to take a look, then turned her head and blinked, lowering her voice: "It's J again, this time it must be Lu Ji, I asked around for you, he probably doesn't like to write because his handwriting is ugly, so he usually likes to use letters to replace his signature, sometimes just write a J, he likes Jay Chou... And love letters are like things, how many people dare to write their names on them, they're either code names or letters."
This is true. Premature love is strictly prohibited in No. 1 Middle School. Those who dare to write their names on love letters are all warriors.
There are warriors, but if they are caught, the consequences will be dire.
Even so, it still can't stop the 16- and 17-year-old boys and girls from falling in love. Some are still frantically testing the edge of premature love. For example, Song Yi, a sophomore, pursued Qu Wei, a senior, and the whole school knew about it. There was also someone in the class who was dating someone else...
Zhu Xingyao knew all this gossip, and there were many boys who liked her, but she still felt that she was far away from falling in love too early.
Li Xixi continued, "Look at the handwriting. It's Lu Ji's handwriting. He also gave you a cello orchestra concert, a cello pendant, and a cello girl greeting card... Apart from him, I don't think any other boy is so thoughtful. Look at how tacky other boys' love letters are."
Zhu Xingyao thought for a moment and said, "Then... if time passes faster, it can also be considered a confession?"
Li Xixi rolled her eyes and said, "Maybe they hope to be divided into arts and science soon. In this way, maybe they can be assigned to the same class, which will make us closer."
It seems to make sense.
Zhu Xingyao agreed.
Li Xixi asked in a low voice: "Are you moved by what he said?"
Zhu Xingyao thought about it carefully. In fact, she didn't know what it felt like to be moved. She would be moved when she heard her favorite song. What was it like to be moved when you like someone? She honestly said, "I don't know."
Li Xixi: “…”
Well, the goddess has the capital to say no to any boy, even if it is the male god Lu, she has to chase him slowly.
Jiang Tu put the earphones through his collar and listened to Zhu Xingyao's concert for a whole class with them on. Because it was recorded, the sound of Zhu Xingyao's farewell was also recorded. The girl's voice was soft and pleasant.
When he first heard her voice in the headphones, his nerves trembled.
This is the best gift Jiang Tu has ever received in his seventeen-year-old life.
Classes, review, homework, tests… Three weeks passed in the blink of an eye. When the final exam results came out, some were happy while others were worried. Jiang Tu still ranked third in the class. When Zhu Xingyao looked at the report card, she turned to look at him and said, "Jiang Tu, I noticed that you are very biased in your studies. You will definitely be in the top three in the grade when you are divided into arts and science in the second year of high school."
Jiang Tu raised his eyes to look at her: "What about you?"
Zhu Xingyao: "I'm not particularly partial to any subject."
"I asked you whether you would choose liberal arts or science?"
"As for me..." Zhu Xingyao tilted his head, "I haven't thought about it yet."
Jiang Tu was silent. If she chose science, they might still be in the same class. If she chose liberal arts... He lowered his eyes, hiding the struggle in his eyes. If she chose liberal arts, it seemed that he could not change anything. There were so many classes, and it was a rare luck and fate to be assigned to the same class.
He couldn't study liberal arts, and he didn't have the chips to gamble.
He has no right to be willful and cannot afford to take even a wrong step.
Zhu Xingyao thought for a moment and said, "I should choose science. I don't really want to memorize books."
Jiang Tu felt a little happy in his heart, and said calmly: "You are better at science than liberal arts."
Jiang Tu had no expectations for the winter vacation and the Spring Festival. Without classes, he had more time to work several more jobs, and nothing else.
Hexi Lane only shows a bit of warmth during the Spring Festival every year. No matter how life is, the New Year has to be celebrated. Shu Xian bought some New Year's goods and asked Jiang Tu to go to the entrance of the lane to help move them back home.
After Jiang Tu moved his things back home, she gave him another card and sighed, "Go and withdraw 5,000 yuan. If Chen Yi comes to make trouble in the next two days, stop him from smashing things. Otherwise, how can we celebrate the New Year?"
Jiang Tu took a look at the card, took it, and went out with his own card.
There were only more than 7,000 yuan in Shu Xian's card. He took out 5,000 yuan, and then took out all the more than 5,000 yuan in his own card. He returned to the entrance of the alley and saw Chen Yi and a group of people walking towards his home from afar.
He frowned and ran.
In the alley, Jiang Jinhui walked in humming a song with more than 20,000 yuan he had won in his pocket. As soon as Shu Xian saw him like this, she knew that he must have won money. As soon as she walked over, there was a noise outside the door and the half-closed door was kicked open.
Chen Yi walked in with a group of people, looked at Jiang Jinhui and said slowly: "Brother Hui, you look so happy when you walk across the street, it seems that you won money." He walked in carelessly, as if he was at home, and sat down on the chair with his legs crossed, "Pay back the money if you won, don't ask the brothers to come to your house every time, it's tiring."
Jiang Lu was watching TV at Lin Jiayu's place, because their TV was broken by Chen Yi last time. He heard the noise and just walked out, he saw his brother running to the door, he hurriedly shouted: "Brother, Chen Yi is here again."
Jiang Tu patted the back of his head and stuffed the glasses into his hand: "Take it and stay outside."
Lin Jiayu also ran out. She looked at him worriedly and turned back to beg in a low voice: "Dad, go and have a look..."
Mother Lin rolled her eyes at her and whispered, "You are just a little girl, don't get involved."
Who can take care of their family's mess? What if they get hurt accidentally? She made a gesture to Lin's father and told him not to take care of it.
Jiang Tu walked in.
Jiang Jinhui was smiling and said, "Yes, I won some money. I was planning to go over there tonight. Aren't we preparing for the New Year? I'm a bit busy at home..." He looked up and saw Jiang Tu walk in. Chen Yi also turned around. A group of people looked at the tall, thin and indifferent boy at the door.
Last time, Chen Yi and his gang had a fight with Jiang Tu here. When he saw Jiang Tu, his face turned ugly.
Jiang Tu glanced at him and walked straight towards Jiang Jinhui, who was still standing next to the sofa, looking at him warily: "What are you doing?"
The boy looked at him expressionlessly for a while, then reached into his pocket.
Jiang Jinhui suddenly realized what was happening, and immediately struggled and pushed him hard. His eyes widened with anger, and he cursed, "You bastard! What the hell are you doing? I'm your father! I tolerated it once or twice, but if you keep doing this to your father, you'll be struck by lightning in the future!"
"Then chop it up."
Jiang Tu's height has now jumped to 183, 3 centimeters taller than Jiang Jinhui. During this period of time, he was basically the one who dealt with Chen Yi when he came to make trouble. The young man was strong and explosive. With a cold face, he pressed Jiang Jinhui on the sofa. No matter what he cursed or how he struggled, he took out the more than 20,000 yuan from his pockets.
Jiang Jinhui's character has been worn down by gambling over the years and he has long since become a scoundrel who can do anything when he is mad. When Jiang Tu let go of him, he grabbed the ashtray on the table and threw it at Jiang Tu, then he put his hands on his hips and gasped for breath, unable to speak.
Jiang Tu dodged sideways.
The ashtray slammed against the wall.
Shu Xian came back to her senses and hurried over to Jiang Jinhui and shouted, "What are you doing?"
Jiang Jinhui pointed at Jiang Tu angrily: "What am I doing? You should ask your son what he was doing just now? Did you teach him? Huh?"
Shu Xian is white and thin. When she was young, she was a beautiful lady. Now she is less than 40 years old and still has some beauty. She stared at her husband with red eyes: "Yes, so what if I taught you?"
Jiang Jinhui raised his hand to slap her, but Jiang Tu quickly went over to grab his hand, pulled Shu Xian behind him, and looked at him coldly: "Try to do it in front of me."
Jiang Jinhui tried to twist his hands as hard as he could, but he couldn't twist him. He felt humiliated and his face turned green with anger.
Chen Yi sat on a chair and watched the drama between father and son. Jiang Tu shook off Jiang Jinhui, walked over and threw the more than 20,000 yuan and the 10,000 yuan he had just taken back in front of him, and said expressionlessly: "33,000, enough for half a year."
Chen Yi hadn't seen enough of the drama yet, so he slowly packed up the money into a thick stack. He stood up in a good mood, looked at the boy in front of him, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "It depends on whether your father owes any more money, and who said that you only need to pay back 5,000 yuan a month? Can't you pay it in advance if you have the money?"
Jiang Tu looked at him with a cold face without saying a word.
Chen Yi is a man in his twenties. He has been around for so many years. What kind of people has he not seen? But he has never seen a guy like Jiang Tu who seems to be ready to risk his life at any time. He narrowed his eyes and patted him on the shoulder, "It depends on my mood. Consider it."
Having said that, he left with a group of people.
Some people even tutted their tongues, with a hint of amazement: "That kid even dared to attack his father, no wonder he dared to confront us last time."
Chen Yi still didn't understand why Jiang Tu had been so aggressive to him last time. He smiled noncommittally and said, "I guess he has become mentally ill because of being pushed around."
After everyone left, Jiang Tu didn't even look at Jiang Jinhui and walked straight out of the house. Jiang Lu and Lin Jiayu stood at the door in a daze. They probably didn't expect that he would rob Jiang Jinhui's money, especially Jiang Lu. Usually when Jiang Jinhui won money, he would take the opportunity to ask him for pocket money, and he would take as much as he could. However, Jiang Tu hadn't taken money from Jiang Jinhui for a long, long time.
Jiang Tu took the glasses from Jiang Lu, put them on and left.
Lin Jiayu stood on tiptoe and shouted, "Hey, where are you going?"
Jiang Tu didn't look back: "Go out and get some fresh air."
Jiang Tu ran to the villa area where Zhu Xingyao lived. He saw from afar that the driver was stuffing boxes of luggage into the SUV. Zhu Xingyao was standing beside them, carrying her precious cello on her back and wearing furry earmuffs. She looked soft and fresh.
Zhu Xingyao is going back to her grandparents' home to celebrate the New Year, in a small city next to Jiangcheng, a three-hour drive away.
As the car drove out of the yard, she saw a blurry tall and thin figure in the rearview mirror. She turned her head back, and Lao Liu suddenly coughed violently: "Miss, please sit still and don't look around."
Zhu Xingyao: “…”
Isn't she sitting well
Old Liu has very good eyesight. He just drove out and seemed to see the guy standing behind the tree trunk. How dare he run to the door of the house? Aren't they afraid of being seen by the husband and wife? The lady is also very brave.
Zhu Xingyao was a little confused by Lao Liu, and she said, "I'm sitting well."
During this Spring Festival, some people had a great time while others had a miserable time. After Jiang Tu took out all of Jiang Jinhui's gambling money, he could not borrow any more money. He had a quarrel with Shu Xian almost every day. As long as they didn't fight, Jiang Tu usually didn't care.
On the evening of the Lantern Festival, he put on his headphones and walked out of Hexi Lane. He didn't walk far, but stood at the entrance of the lane, leaning against the red brick wall and watching the cars and people coming and going.
Lin Jiayu came over at some point and suddenly jumped in front of him and yelled to scare him.
Unfortunately, Jiang Tu didn't even move, he just lowered his eyes and looked at her like an idiot.
Lin Jiayu snorted: "What are you thinking about? You are so obsessed."
Zhu Xingyao's farewell speech came from the headphones. It was a voice that Jiang Tu had heard countless times.
Thinking of Zhu Xingyao.
He said in his mind, but remained calm: "Nothing, I just want school to start soon."
When Lin Jiayu went out just now, she heard Jiang Jinhui calling to borrow money. Thinking that the New Year was really boring for Jiang Tu, she sighed and turned around to ask, "I heard that Hexi Lane might really be demolished next year. Based on the number of people, do you think it's true this time?"
Jiang Tu had no emotion on his face and said in a dull voice: "I don't know."
The demolition issue has been discussed for ten years. Some say it will be based on the proportion of area, while others say it will be based on the number of people. The final decision has not been made yet.
Although Jiang Tu never asked, he guessed that this was the reason why Shu Xian refused to divorce even after being beaten several times by Jiang Jinhui. If she divorced, she would not get any money from the demolition, so what would all the hard life for so many years mean
She always thought, let's wait a little longer.
Maybe it will be demolished.
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