I wait for you to see through the scenery

Qu Jia was holding the box of pajamas that Zhou Yao's mother bought for him with one hand, and holding the handlebar with the other hand, and rode home.

He usually wears a hurdle vest and shorts to sleep in summer, but now he has changed into pajamas.

That set of pajamas was of course long-sleeved, half silk and half cotton, quite high-end, but the result was that he almost got prickly heat in that summer.

His mother was then released home.During that period of time, I couldn't go to work in the snack bar for the time being, so I stayed in bed at home to recuperate.Life immediately appears to be tight, and there is no family income but additional payment for medical treatment and expensive medicine.

At that time, he relied on the very reliable Comrade Wang, and at that time, Tang Zheng gave Qu Jia all the money he had saved from driving a taxi, and borrowed it indefinitely without interest.

A person can make several close friends in his life, like Tang Zheng and Qu Jia.

A person can get several true feelings in his life, like the relationship between Zhou Yao and Qu Jia.

So he was lucky in his youth, he lived a good life, and he must know how to be content.

Western medicine and Chinese medicine are used in turn, and the one-story house in their house has a strong smell of Chinese herbal medicine every day.The first and second generations of Clivia and Chlorophytum he raised at home are quite resistant to pesticides. Under the attack from all directions, not only did they not get wilted, but they grew stronger pot after pot.

Wang Guisheng said to Qu Jia: "It grows well because I am here, and I am here! Your mother watches me water and fertilize me every day. Do I dare to raise the flowers badly? Do I dare?"

Liandi Qu lay on the bed and said, "Isn't that a gift from you? It's not a token of the two of us, is it? How dare you raise it to death?"

"That's right." Wang Guisheng grinned amusedly, "If he dies without being properly cared for, I wouldn't dare to come."

Qu Jia washed a large basin of clothes in the yard, held them with a bamboo pole, and dried them one by one on the wire rope in the middle of the yard.Lao Wang bought the vegetables and cooked in the small kitchen. His body was covered with fumigation, sweating profusely, and the cigarette was clamped on one side of his ear.Qu Jia helped to fry a medicine on the stove.

The bp machine rang again, and it was Zhou Yao who called him: [The last month, Jiajiahou, have you reviewed English phrases today! 】

Qu Jia stood on the edge of the window sill and made a phone call, and called back: [I have recited it all, and I have reviewed it. 】

Qu Jia brought a big bowl of noodles, hand-rolled noodles with diced eggplant and meat. He didn't eat them at home, so he went out and sat on the threshold of the compound.With noodles in his mouth, he looked at the green grass-lined scenery on the top of the alley wall.

There is only one month to the deadline of "the end of the college entrance examination".

At that time, Zhou Yao's mother was like giving him a "death reprieve".He seemed to have stepped into a solemn and solemn trial ground, with his head resting on the edge of the guillotine, but the ferocious big guillotine did not fall immediately. He insisted on making him wait until the deadline passed before raising the knife and dropping it, giving him a slap in the face Finished.That deep gap still exists.

Wang Guisheng walked to the gate of the courtyard and pinched his shoulders: "Boy, pack up your clothes, come with me, and stay at my house for a few days."

Qu Jia didn't expect at that time that Comrade Wang really took him to another house and let him live there for a full month.

It was also an ordinary one-story house in an old alley, and the houses facing the street on the left and right had been rented out as shops, and earning rent was enough to get rich.The bustling streets, the depths of the alleys, these are two completely different worlds.The fashion on the street is like those open cities arranged in a curve on the national territory. They are located along the coast, which is enough for the wave of new things to cover the old appearance of the city and wash it into a new look; the rest are piled up in the alleys. The dilapidated bungalows in the depths are like the closed old city in the inland, which has remained unchanged for many years, witnessing the weeds on the walls withering and flourishing year by year in silence.

This house is very close to Chaoyang No. [-] Middle School where Wang Lujun studied, which means that it is also close to their Chaoyang No. [-] Middle School, so it is convenient to travel.

Moreover, Lao Wang moved classmate Xiao Wang to live with his grandparents in advance.Before leaving, Wang Lujun muttered, he was so angry, why should he come and leave?Qu Jia is here and I get out?It doesn't make sense.

"Can't you live in your grandfather's house?" Wang Guisheng said, "It's still a building and the conditions are better than here. Isn't it the same?"

Wang Lujun thinks that his father has a new daughter-in-law and forgets to have a son. The original wife's son-in-law is squeezed out of the main house, and Qu Jia has moved in to occupy the magpie's nest. This is how it is played in Zhaidou soap operas, it's too much .

Old Wang said, you two don't like each other and want to fight, after the college entrance examination, you two go out and fight casually, I don't care.Now you two go back to your respective houses and do whatever you want!

Wang Lujun was in the same year as Qu Jia, so he was also busy with the college entrance examination, so he didn't have the mood to make trouble, so he waited until the college entrance examination was over and went to fight with Qu Jia, so he must fight for a concubine.

……

"Why do you let me live here?" Qu Jia stood in the middle of the bungalow, next to the coal stove, looked around, a little suspicious.

"It's convenient for you to review your homework alone, so you don't have to worry about other things, let alone your mother." Wang Guisheng said, "You don't have to do any housework, just take care of yourself."

"There are a lot of cooked food in the refrigerator, as well as frozen dumplings. There is a non-staple food store at the entrance of the alley." Wang Guisheng added.

"Then who will take care of my mother?" Qu Jia asked immediately.

"Isn't this nonsense? Me." Lao Wang poked his chest and pointed at himself, "You kid seems to be squatting on a hot pot all day long. What are you fussing about?"

"How do you take care of it?" Qu Jia was still in a daze.

"You live here, I just happened to live there." Wang Guisheng felt that this kid was just learning his homework and was stupid, "Isn't it convenient for me to live in your house, so I won't be tired from running around!"

"What are you doing?" Qu Jia sat down on the stool, frowned and said, "If your name is not right, why do you live in our house?"

Illegal cohabitation?

Qu Jia curled her lips, feeling very upset, she still has to protect her mother, so she can't suffer from this.

"Why do I have to?" Wang Guisheng cursed in a low voice, "I'm too lazy to argue with you two difficult brats, and the other one just plays a petty temper and quarrels with me, saying that you don't like it, don't agree, your side Is it justifiable to pick on faults and dislike me? How can you satisfy both of you boys?"

Wang Guisheng opened the drawer of the bedside table, took out a red book, and slapped Qu Jia in front of him.

Qu Jia didn't see Comrade Wang's Little Red Book until that day.There are two copies, and the other little red copy is obviously kept by Qu Liandi.

Issued by the Civil Affairs Bureau, it is absolutely true, a marriage certificate.

Fuck me.

They really didn't say hello to him beforehand, didn't ask for opinions, these two old and unscrupulous guys dared to lie to the world before they played, and they had already gone to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get their certificates.

"When did you get it?" Qu Jia was confused.

He looked carefully at the date of issuance of the marriage certificate, which was already half a year ago.

His mother remarried long ago without telling him.

"Just when you were injured in a fight with someone in the store, your face was covered with blood, and the next day your mother dragged me to get this certificate, and she couldn't wait for a day," Wang Guisheng said. .

"..." Qu Jia was completely stunned, and sat on the stool.He bent down, thinking and recalling in confusion, unable to speak.

"I understand your mother's thoughts very well. What she means is that next time there is a fight in front of the 'Wufang' store, I should be the one with blood on my face. Anyway, I can't hurt her precious son. " Wang Guisheng said the truth, "The responsibility is all on my shoulders, can I still run away?"

Wang Guisheng also said that he originally planned to take the two of you out of town after the college entrance examination, take a trip, sit and eat a few meals together, cultivate and cultivate the relationship, and then take pictures of the two little red books with pride, and the family Everyone is happy in peace and harmony.Unexpectedly, the unexpected situation caught people off guard, and if he didn't show his ID, it would affect Lao Tzu's legal status.

Wang Guisheng stroked Qu Jia's hair again: "You work hard, boy, and get into a good school. How much your mother cares about you."

"You kept it from me and didn't tell me?" Qu Jia murmured.

"I'll tell you what to do, is it different from now?" Wang Guisheng asked back, "I've already shown my proof, can you call me daddy?"

Damn, Qu Jia has nothing to say, so I won't call you.

"I'll talk about it after I pass the exam." He grumbled unwillingly.

"Hey, if you can really get into Peking University and Tsinghua University like this, I will convince you, and I will call you Dad!" Lao Wang insulted him, grabbed the car keys, closed the door and left, he was busy and had no time to spare.

It took an hour for Qu Jia's strangely long reflex arc to slowly feel a hot and humid temperature, which submerged him in the sea and soaked his eyes, forcing him to sit on the bed. In that hut, I buried my face in the palm of my hand and rubbed hard...

His mother decided to remarry that night.

I haven't been married for many years because of him.

Decided to remarry, or for him.

Lao Wang asked Qu Jia to live in his house for a month, and said that if you still need it after the college entrance examination, you can continue to live in it.The two places are not big, there are only a few dilapidated houses, and the good thing about demolition will have to wait until the year of the monkey.

Qu Jia went to school again later, and met Zhou Yao on the way to the school gate early in the morning.

The two turned around from different intersections, and they both looked at each other when they turned their heads. Qu Jia used the front wheel of the car again to drive Zhou Yao to a dead corner in the alley, where no one was around, and then left his bicycle and hugged Zhou Yao.

"What are you doing?" Zhou Yao was tightly strangled by Qu Jia, and laughed, so he also put his arms around the other's waist, and the two kissed quietly.

"Hug." Qu Jia whispered.

A plastic bag and two cups of hot soybean milk were hung on the handlebar of Zhou Yao's bicycle. It was like this every day during that time.Qu Jia frowned when he saw it: "Don't buy it for me on the day of the college entrance examination, and you don't drink it when the time comes. The second model makes me go to the bathroom!"

When he was in the second mode of Chinese, he held his urine and refused to raise his hand to ask the teacher for help. He was thin-skinned, sorry, so he handed in the paper in advance, and accidentally became the focus of the whole class: Qu Jia, you two Dare to play mock exams and hand in papers ahead of time. We are all optimistic about you in the college entrance examination!

"It's your cup of soy milk." Qu Jia disliked it very much.

"Okay, okay." Zhou Yao smiled and coaxed quickly, "Did you do well in the Chinese test? The old man praised you for making great progress? Is it because I bought you 'Lucky Soymilk'..."

Sometimes Zhou Yao is very mature, and sometimes he is as naive as a six-year-old child. It is intentional, he can't help but speak softly in front of the person he likes.

Qu Jia just took the two cups of soy milk, one for each, and put his right hand over Zhou Yao's.

Zhou Yao froze, then laughed.

It's the posture of drinking a cup of wine.Like crazy, the two hid under the wall, put their arms around each other, gulped down the cup of soybean milk, and then kissed each other's little tongues.

Zhou Yao feels that Qu Jia has been quite numb recently, and he is very gentle with him...Why, did he smoke again?

Qu Jia didn't want to be nice to Zhou Yao because he made a promise to Teacher Yu, because Zhou Yao was nice.

After entering the school, the two of them would have no chance to get close, not only because they were too busy with reviewing intense schoolwork, Qu Jia was the focus of the teachers of various subjects during that time.Their homeroom teacher helped Qu Jia start a small stove, underlined a bunch of key points in the reading questions, and found dozens of model essays for Qu Jia to memorize them all.

More than once, Zhou Yao saw the old man walking with his arms around Qu Jia's neck, whispering in his ear, in the middle of practicing between classes.

Qu Jia was tall and the old man was short, so he couldn't reach it, so he had to push up.Qu Jiana's personality is not used to having physical contact with people other than Zhou Yao, and his face is uncomfortable. He frowned and shook his shoulders to shake off the person, but was grabbed by the old man's neck and grabbed him back. He hugged him wildly. Brush your hair.

This is how the head teacher talks to the key care objects in the class.

Rubbing your hair like a cat is telling Qu Jia: Be good, don't twist your hair, and let me live up to you.

That intimacy made Zhou Yao almost jealous.

Xiao Jiang whispered beside Zhou Yao: "The old man is not as tall as I am, and he wants to hug Qu Jia's shoulders. How greedy."

"You want to cuddle too?" Zhou Yao turned to look at Xiao Jiang, "You are greedy enough."

Xiao Jiang nodded first, then shook her head, and finally bowed her head silently.

"I'm about the same height as Qu Jia, and our shoulders are at the same level." Zhou Yao looked righteous and held the truth in his hands, "It's only suitable for me to hug him."

The awkward and silent atmosphere in Zhou Yao's house only lasted for a week, and then they tacitly returned to normal life, tacitly tacit to each other, and carefully bridged the vague emotional rift—otherwise what would happen?

Lao Zhou's initial shock and annoyance were suppressed by Yu Jingzhi at that time, and the fire failed to ignite, and the little sparks were all extinguished without squawking.In the past three years, he turned out to be talking to a boy. The unacceptable mentality of this fact was quickly covered up by the worry of "what to do in the distant future".

"In your grade, how many people apply for Tsinghua University?" Old Zhou asked occasionally.

"Probably more than 20, the teacher said." Zhou Yao replied.

"Can you get more than 20?" Old Zhou said.

"No, I got eight last year." Zhou Yao said.

It's not as good as the high school attached to Harbin Normal University. This school...Old Comrade Zhou buried his head in reading the newspaper, using the newspaper as a cover to block his eyes: "Didn't any of your liberal arts students apply for Tsinghua University? Where did they all apply?"

"I didn't ask where everyone else applied," Zhou Yao said, "I knew that Jiajia had applied to Peking University, and I filled it out for him."

"Oh... oh..." Old Comrade Zhou covered his face with a newspaper again, and drank tea. This time, he drank a mouthful of tea leaves from the bottom of the cup.Pfft, not spit, not spit.

Knowing who Dad wanted to ask, he stopped talking in circles. Zhou Yao took the fruit plate and ate the fruit without saying a word. He ate up all the pineapples and mangoes that his mother had peeled.His father really chewed a mouthful of tea, and swallowed it silently with a face full of grievances.

After dinner, they all closed the door tightly and didn't come out to chat, pretending to be working hard, because the whole family always pretended to be that kid Qu Jia in their minds, and accidentally jumped out while chatting "Qu Jia", and just It seems to be a member of the family, and it is everywhere in the topic.

That summer also caught up with the World Cup, and Zhou Yao sneaked a glance at the game from time to time. Even if he couldn't stay up late to watch the whole live broadcast, he still had to include all the highlights of the goals every day.Seeing the wonderful goal, I openly called and communicated with my boyfriend at home, and I guess I was also watching the replay of the goal on the CCTV [-] channel.

Zhou Yao said: "Ah, I can't defend this ball, it breaks through, who can defend Ronaldo!"

Qu Jia said, "You are getting old, Baggio."

Zhou Yao said: "I, Baggio, will never grow old!"

Qu Jia said: "If you debut this year, they will have to call you Xiao Qidan, right?"

Zhou Yao said: "I have hair, okay? I'm so handsome, so why is it fit for Xiao Bei Owen?"

Qu Jia said, "Oh, David Michael Zhou Yao."

Zhou Yao laughed through the phone receiver.

There was such movement in the living room that it was impossible to hear it.The couple simply hid in the bedroom, watching TV and reading newspapers.

The less talkative the person in the family, the more thoughtful they are.Old Zhou was restless after thinking about it, and asked his wife: You said you want to solve it, how did you solve Yaoyao's little boyfriend?

"Try not to hurt others, don't make it as bad as Lao Ye's family, they have become enemies..." Zhou Fengcheng said.

"Do you think I have no brains and IQ?" Yu Jingzhi rolled her eyes, "I will deal with him and Qu Jia as long as it doesn't affect Zhou Yao's exam."

"The two children are still together?" Zhou Fengcheng said, "Not separated?"

"How is it possible to separate?" Yu Jingzhi talked calmly now, with her legs resting on the edge of the bed, and she tapped her feet with a massage hammer, "Haven't you noticed that every time Yaoyao is in a bad mood and can't eat anymore, Hungry, thin, sick, I just failed the exam, who is it for? Who has such great ability and charm, can make our normal son follow him every time?... How could I force him to let him go? Can they break up?"

well.Zhou Fengcheng sighed.

On TV and newspapers that summer, all kinds of media were overwhelming, which was a scandal between the then President of the United States and the female intern in the backyard of the White House.

The couple watched the TV news attentively for a while, both of them were preoccupied, and couldn't help but feel emotional.The dignified president of the United States, in the past, also engaged in those sneaky affairs. A lively and happy couple of politicians, who appeared to be glamorous on the surface, were suddenly pierced through the fake shell, and it turned out to be full of lies, betrayal and scars. How absurd ridiculous.The most orthodox combination of a man and a woman has never meant that it will be happy for a long time.In the eyes of outsiders, marriages that are legitimate and well-married may be filled with intricate interests and hypocritical compromises, which are common in society.

Therefore, in this life, whether a person can meet a lover, get a heart and never leave each other, in the final analysis lies in the word "love" and "righteousness".Between the two boys, if they really support each other and are willing to make progress together, what difficulties will they definitely not be able to overcome?

Is it really possible?

Can you go over there?

Can you be happy and long-lasting...

Who can guarantee what will happen in the future, no one can predict and guarantee, how distressed and worried the parents are.

However, if they don't agree, break them up now. If Zhou Yao is not happy in the future, if there is any setback in his relationship and marriage, won't he blame them as parents?How dare we do something that we will regret in the future!

"I've always thought that Yaoyao and we are not like that, just like the same sex." Yu Jingzhi seems to be talking to herself, "He just likes Qu Jia, and he likes that boy."

Old Comrade Zhou did not answer.

Thinking about it carefully, this is even more troublesome than liking the same sex, because Zhou Yao just likes Qu Jia.As long as this boy really exists, Zhou Yao likes Qu Jia, and he doesn't even have a replacement, no spare tire.

"Aren't you reconciled? Don't you want to?" Yu Jingzhi glanced at her husband, her father's heart filled with straight eyes.

"Of course I'm not reconciled, my son is so good, I can't bear it." Zhou Fengcheng said in a low voice.

"Besides, Zhou Yao's vision for picking people is too different from my vision and thinking." Zhou Fengcheng added.

"Is there a big difference?" Yu Jingzhi smiled instead, "You don't know yet, that kid sings very well, he is very talented in vocal music, and he can also play the piano and write music. He wrote a song for Zhou Yao, and Yaoyao quietly wrote it to Zhou Yao. I've seen it... it means that your son's vision of choosing a partner is quite consistent with yours?"

In this way, the sparkling common ground can be excavated. Is this really not far-fetched?

Do Professor Yu and Qu Jia still have something in common?

Zhou Fengcheng tried to read and understand his wife's thoughts in amazement, and whispered: "Then what do you mean, do you agree?"

Yu Jingzhi froze for a moment: "I didn't say I agreed...I'm considering Zhou Yao's life plan for the next five or ten years, and I'm still thinking about it."

The couple were speechless again, sighing one after another deep in their hearts, and they were all engaged in a deep ideological struggle with the six words "unwilling" and "reluctant".This is also a long and protracted war of resistance.

Comrade Zhou turned sideways and continued to read his newspaper, thinking about something...

Professor Yu kept tapping his feet with a small hammer "da da da", dazed...

When Lao Zhou was sitting in his room recently, he couldn't help but quietly took out his son's photo album from childhood to adulthood, and traced the traces of the past.I really didn't notice it before. In many photos, the thin and tall boy in black who often appeared next to Zhou Yao turned out to be Zhou Yao's most affectionate companion since he was a child.

During this period of time, Zhou Yao locked himself in his room every night, leaned under the lamp in front of the desk, focused on reviewing his homework, sorting out and classifying the exercises for each subject.Especially for mathematics and English, he still insists on marking the test points with orange highlighter on each set of papers, writing mathematical formulas and English phrases with red pen, and adding his problem-solving ideas in small print... Every time Copy them all, in duplicate.

July is hot, and the sky is like the sun, burning with the enthusiasm, courage and fearlessness of a group of teenagers.

Zhou Yao and Qu Jia walked together at an important crossroads in their lives this year, stepping forward together, shouting battle slogans and stepping into the battlefield.The only children of their generation, who were regarded as the apple of their eye by their parents, finally passed the big test of life, swarming through the barriers, struggling in the torrent, crowded across the single-plank bridge among thousands of troops...

Every morning, Zhou Yao waited at the school gate as usual, and Qu Jia reported to Zhou Yao on time.

Zhou Yao insisted on buying two cups of hot soy milk, and the two looked at each other and smiled, clinking cups.

Walking into their respective classrooms, familiar students would hold their fists and make a gesture to each other: come on, fight, and burn the universe!

I wouldn't drink that cup of soy milk, because I was afraid that my kidney would go to the toilet, and I wasn't allowed to bring it into the examination room, so I put it there by the wall outside the entrance of the examination room.That is their lucky soy milk.

In their memory, those three days were insignificant in their long journey of life, and 72 hours passed in a flash.In the scorching heat and heat wave, writing and writing, with no distractions, no room for too much thinking and aftertaste, they embraced and crossed the white line at the finish line, and their high school life ended crazily.