Carry the handle and tell me not to leave after school

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After school at noon, the experimental class was delayed.

Hang Yiwei waited outside the classroom for half an hour before Xiao Yin and the others dismissed get out of class; Hang Yiwei was the first to walk out of the classroom, and he was the first to walk, with very big strides.

Seeing Hang Yiwei still standing at the door of the classroom, Xiao Yin trotted over and put his arm around his neck, "Why haven't you eaten yet? Are you hungry?"

"It's okay." Hang Yiwei buried his head, trying to pull his hand off awkwardly, but Xiao Yin thought his posture made him uncomfortable, so he leaned in again, and his arms tightened a little , and almost pulled Hang Yiwei's head into his arms.

"In the future, you don't have to wait for me after school." Xiao Yin rubbed his head, "I will go find you."

Hang Yiwei's heart jumped up and down in his chest, as if a single sentence disrupted this long life.

He subconsciously felt terrified, terrified for no reason.

"There should be nothing to eat in the cafeteria now, let's go out to eat, huh?" Xiao Yin asked him again.

Hang Yiwei: "I don't want to go. I'd better go to the cafeteria."

Xiao Yin tightened his neck, "Refusal is invalid." After saying this, he dragged Hang Yiwei forward.

"Let's go, I still have something to tell you."

Hang Yiwei pursed his lips into a line.

Xiao Yin dragged Hang Yiwei to a small restaurant outside the school. When they passed by, there were so many people that there was only one seat left in the far corner.

Xiao Yin walked in front, grabbed Hang Yiwei's wrist with one hand, and led him inside; then he stretched out his hand to draw a few pieces of paper from the table and wiped the stool a few times before letting Hang Yiwei sit down.

Seeing his movements, Hang Yiwei suddenly thought that when he helped Hang's mother that night, when he fried rice noodles for those guests, the oily smoke was much dirtier than this table and stool.

People who are treated differently always feel flattered; Hang Yiwei lacked the love of his father since he was a child, and when he grew up, he stuck himself in the side of "Qiao Zhuo", so that moving this thing can always occupy his brain ostentatiously, His sanity was so blocked that he couldn't even see a shadow.

"What do you want to eat? You order." Xiao Yin handed the menu to Hang Yiwei.

He looked around, frowned, "I'm going to buy a bottle of water." After saying this, Xiao Yin got up and went out.

He didn't even give Hang Yiwei a chance to ask him what he wanted to eat.

Hang Yiwei looked at the simple and shabby menu on the table, glanced over and over, and then ordered meat and vegetables according to his own taste. When he and Xiao Yin were eating in the cafeteria, Xiao Yin followed him At the same time, there is nothing he likes to eat, and there is nothing he doesn't like to eat.

Xiao Yin went there for about 5 minutes and came back. He bought milk tea for Hang Yiwei and a bottle of mineral water for himself.Hang Yiwei hugged the milk tea, the slightly hot body of the cup spread from the cold palm to his wrist, and he felt warmer.

Xiao Yin must be too thirsty, he unscrewed the bottle cap and drank less than half of it, Hang Yiwei felt that it could cool down his stomach.

"Grandpa transferred the money, do you want to apply for a card this week?" Xiao Yin put down the bottle and looked at Hang Yiwei.

Hang Yiwei looked at him puzzled, "A card? I don't need it."

How old is he, what kind of card does he apply for?

Xiao Yin laughed, "I'm afraid you won't be able to take the cash if I give you the cash."

"Ok?"

"I'll take you to do it this week." Xiao Yin made up his mind not to tell him how much money he has this time.

Actually, Hang Yiwei didn't intend to ask, could there be more inscriptions on just a few paintings than Xiao Ting's time.

"By the way, are you going to choose liberal arts or science?" Hang Yiwei looked at him.

When Xiao Yin heard this question, his face moved slightly, "Science." He looked up at Hang Yiwei, "What do you choose?"

Hang Yiwei: "I didn't think about it. With my grades, I should only be able to study liberal arts, but my mother may want me to study science."

There is an unwritten rule in No. [-] Middle School, that is, poor students have no right to choose in the division of subjects, and all the bottom [-] students in the year are assigned to liberal arts classes.

It seems that liberal arts means simplicity and poor students.

Xiao Yin rested his chin on the cap of the mineral water bottle, and his indifferent eyes fell on Hang Yiwei, "Then what do you want to learn? Literature or theory?"

Wen or reason?

Hang Yiwei was silent for a long time, "Wen."

Xiao Yin laughed, "Then learn." He stretched out his hand and touched Hang Yiwei's head, "If you want to study literature, the school will not interfere with you, so what are you worried about? You have to wake up with a smile even when you are dreaming." Bar."

Hang Yiwei opened his mouth, he wanted to refute something, but thinking of the sorrow of a person like him, even if he said Xiao Yin, he probably wouldn't understand, so he might as well shut up.

The waiter brought up the two dishes and the rice.

Hang Yiwei put down the milk tea and reached for the chopsticks, Xiao Yin had already handed him the chopsticks.

"After liberal arts, you can be a reporter, editor, teacher, and you can also study advertising and do copywriting and planning." Xiao Yin looked at him, "Hang Hang, as long as the knowledge is in your mind, you have the ability to choose a job, It's not the job that chooses you."

When Xiao Yin said this, there was an encouraging smile in his eyes.

It was a serious, trusting look.

Hang Yiwei grasped the chopsticks in his hand tightly.

"Come to my house on weekends, come and search for this information yourself. Choose a major you like."

"What will you learn in the future?" Hang Yiwei couldn't help asking him.

Xiao Yin has been leading him, but he doesn't even know what Xiao Yin likes or what he wants to do in the future.

Xiao Yin smiled with the vegetables in his arms, "I'm studying finance, and I'll minor in management later; that's right." Xiao Yin shrugged slightly, "I'm going to take the college entrance examination next year."

Hang Yiwei instantly stared at him with wide eyes in disbelief, "Next year? Jump two levels in a row?"

"Yeah." Xiao Yin took two mouthfuls of rice, and the smile on his face faded, "I want to graduate early; I'm already an adult."

Every day of adulthood is fleeting in the blink of an eye, and he has no time to waste his time enjoying high school life; in his view, the three years of high school are a process of enjoying, and each stage needs to find The peers at this stage stumbled and grew up together, turning the small setbacks in youth into life experience, and then this experience subtly became his own three views; but he doesn't need it anymore.

He is getting old soon.

He always had to do something when he was the youngest, so as to live up to this life.

Hang Yiwei swallowed a mouthful of rice, swallowing all the embarrassment surging from the bottom of his heart into his stomach.He felt that his throat was a little dry, and he picked up the milk tea in his hand, which was already a little cold.

The temperature in winter always drops very fast.

"What school do you want to apply for?" Hang Yiwei's mind turned around, and he looked up at Xiao Yin.

Xiao Yin pursed his lips, "University A, the finance department of University A is very famous."

A University is three hours away from Xuncheng by high-speed train.

"come on."

"What about you?"

Hang Yiwei was a little confused by his question, "What?"

Xiao Yin: "Are you going to be admitted to A University in the future?"

Although Hang Yiwei doesn't like reading and has never known what majors are good in any school, he has also heard about University A from the mouths of adults. Every year after the college entrance examination, as long as someone is admitted to University A, everyone's eyes will be filled with tears. Envious.

It seems that if you are admitted to University A, you are destined to succeed in this life.

Now Xiao Yin actually asked him if he wanted to be admitted to A University in the future, he didn't even dare to think about it.

"You may have forgotten who I am." Hang Yiwei said with a self-mockery.

"I haven't forgotten." Xiao Yin lowered his eyes, "If I can pass the exam next year, I will only be a sophomore in two years."

Hang Yiwei didn't understand what he meant, and looked at him suspiciously.

"I was still in school at that time." Xiao Yin said.

Hang Yiwei was silent for an instant.

Xiao Yin's meaning couldn't be more obvious.

Xiao Yin looked at him for a long time, and then probably guessed that Hang Yiwei's tortoise attribute exploded, so he smiled a little tiredly, and said softly, "Let's eat."

Look at this life, there are countless troubles.

How much distance is there between people; how many people can reach out and grasp every opportunity, and how many people have the ability not to miss it.

When Hang Yiwei returned to the classroom, he threw away the half-drunk milk tea.

Going home at night, he and Xiao Yin walked away in silence.

The street lamp above the head elongated the shadows of the two people. At the last intersection, Hang Yiwei suddenly looked sideways at Xiao Yin.

Xiao Yin lowered his head, with a faint look between his brows and eyes, making it hard to see what he was thinking.

Hang Yiwei stopped, lifted the schoolbag on his back, put his hands into the pockets of the down jacket, and exhaled.

"Xiao Yin." Hang Yiwei asked him, "Do you want to fall in love with me?"