I have something to say about the invisible population of schools

A lot of things have happened recently. Yang Xiaofeng's mood has been very unstable these days, and he has been wandering between the two extremes of despair and hope.

Such emotions caused him to sleep uneasy, and a little noise could wake him up.

Yang Xiaofeng put the original notebook at the bottom of the drawer. There were a lot of clothes stacked on top of it. If you didn't rummage through it, you couldn't tell that there was a notebook underneath.

He was still scared deep in his heart, and hiding the notebook like this made him feel a lot more at ease.

The weather is getting colder, and this southern city has been dubbed "only winter and summer, not spring and autumn". It was too hot to wear short sleeves two weeks ago, but now I can feel a little cool.Yang Xiaofeng wrapped his little quilt tightly, maybe he hadn't had a good rest these days, his eyelids were clenched all day today, and he soon fell asleep.

When Yang Xiaofeng woke up, he felt something was wrong around him. He got up and got out of bed and took two steps. The furniture, floor, and floral curtains in front of him gave him an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

He looked back and saw that what he was lying on just now was a crib for a child.

This is the place where he lived when he was a child. When his parents were still alive, they rented a small house. The place was not big, but it was all arranged by his mother.

Yang Xiaofeng slowly opened the door, and saw the back of a woman at a glance.

When he saw his mother last time, he was still a child, and he always liked to pull at the corner of his mother's clothes.

Now he is taller than his mother.

When the woman heard the movement, she turned around and called him.

Yang Xiaofeng responded softly: "Mom."

After finishing speaking, he walked forward, stood beside his mother, and looked down at Liu Yue sideways.

His mother, Liu Yue, was still young and beautiful, with eyebrows very similar to his.Yang Xiaofeng lowered his head and hugged Liu Yue, buried his head in her neck, and couldn't help calling "Mom."

The voice was crying.

Liu Yue raised her hand to caress his back, and comforted him softly: "Don't cry, don't cry, Xiaofeng is the most obedient."

Yang Xiaofeng laughed after hearing this, "Mom, I'm not a child anymore."

"I know, but when I hugged you last time, you were so small."

Liu Yue raised her hand to wipe away Yang Xiaofeng's tears, Yang Xiaofeng looked at her mother, and didn't know what to say for a moment, just wanted not to wake up from this dream.

"I'm alone, I have to take care of myself and my grandma, she's getting old."

"Ok, I know."

"When you grow up, you will be just like your father."

"Sure enough, it's genetic."

"It's like that at your father's house."

"But I don't know...I, Mom, I don't know, I'm different from others, but I don't know what to do, I seem to be strong, and I seem to be weak, I...I really don't know now... "

"You, like your father, are very powerful people."

"why?"

"You have loved ones and friends you want to protect, think about them"

"Well, relatives and...friends?" Yang Xiaofeng smiled and shook his head, "Not friends, I like him."

Liu Yue froze for a moment, then laughed again: "Your relatives and lover need you, this is the reason why you must be strong. You can't give up on something you have made up your mind to, right?"

"Yes, I have worked so hard, and I can't give up without seeing the results. But how hard should I work? I don't know. I have done everything I can do, and I have done everything."

"It's not hard work that will pay off."

"Then what am I working hard for?"

"For the future you want."

"I want Mom and Dad," Yang Xiaofeng was anxious, and faced his mother again, the awkwardness came up again, sucking his nose and shouting hoarsely: "I want you, and I also want Ji Songze."

"We are no longer by your side."

When Yang Xiaofeng heard this, he couldn't help but start sniffling again.

"Even if we are still alive, we can't stay with you all the time."

"Ok, I know."

"But isn't the person you like still alive?"

Yang Xiaofeng looked at Liu Yue tearfully, his lips trembled for a while, and then he howled suddenly: "But he ignored me!"

Liu Yue almost laughed out loud.

"You have to ask carefully." Liu Yue rubbed his head with a smile. "Whether it's a friend or a lover, as long as two people are in a relationship, you have to say everything clearly. In the adult world, if you have something to say, you have to say it well." come out."

"But he doesn't tell me anything."

"Maybe he doesn't like you."

"Mom, I am your own son."

"This needs to be clarified. If the other party doesn't like you, won't it be annoying if you keep pestering him?"

"That's not wrong," Yang Xiaofeng thought about Liu Yiyi with a bitter face, and nodded in agreement, "Then how do I know if he likes me or not?"

"Chasing boys? Mom doesn't know, it was your dad who chased me first."

"Is that so..."

"But, child, you have to remember to treat the person you like with sincerity."

"okay."

"Wipe your tears, it's rare to meet, be happy."

"Yeah." Yang Xiaofeng lowered his head obediently and wiped away his tears, he wanted to put a smile on Liu Yue's face.

But when she raised her head, Liu Yue's face became more and more blurred, and she raised her hand to wipe her eyes, and shouted to him: "Xiaofeng, you have to be good."

Yang Xiaofeng reached out to grab her but was in vain. He wanted to shout but his throat seemed to be choked, he opened his mouth but couldn't make a sound.

He sat up and opened his eyes to see that he was still in his room.

Yang Xiaofeng thought that he should burst into tears, but he wiped his face, only to find that he was not crying, but his throat was stuffy.

He mechanically took out his phone and checked the time. It was still midnight, and Yang Xiaofeng didn't know what he was going to do now.I could only lie down again, recalled the dream just now, and couldn't help rubbing my head: I really think I still don't know how to become stronger.

Tucao return to Tucao, Yang Xiaofeng felt that what he said just now made sense, his parents were gone, and Ji Songze was still alive.

Thirteen years ago he was unable to save his parents, but Ji Songze was different, he could survive.

"Looking at it this way, it doesn't seem that difficult."

Some things seem to be difficult at first glance, but when things come to an end, they suddenly find that they seem to be okay.

Yang Xiaofeng still accompanied Liu Yiyi back to school this week. For convenience, Liu Yiyi didn't even take the suitcase this time, instead she carried a schoolbag and put a hat on her head.

After getting off the bus, Liu Yiyi had to look back after taking two steps. It was only ten minutes from the station at the school gate to the dormitory.

Minutes away, now almost 15 minutes and only halfway.

"Can I call your sister? Hurry up, can I not see him when he is coming?"

"What if you didn't see him and he picked up another brick?"

"My eyesight is 5.0, it's impossible not to see," Yang Xiaofeng strode forward with his arms around Liu Yiyi's shoulders, "Hurry up, it's getting cold."

The girls' dormitory building in the outer courtyard was getting closer and closer. Girls in twos and threes looked at Yang Xiaofeng and whispered while covering their mouths.

Yang Xiaofeng let go, although Liu Yiyi grew up with him, and in his heart he is no different from his own sister, but after all, both of them have grown up, and there are many people around who don't understand the situation, just now I was in a hurry to hug her, a little bit not suitable.

Yang Xiaofeng couldn't help slowing down, one body behind Liu Yiyi.

He couldn't help but look around again, and confirmed that he didn't see the thin boy and the black ghost behind him.

Since last Friday, I haven't even seen anyone. Maybe something happened.

Yang Xiaofeng was not so optimistic that he felt that the matter was resolved and Liu Yiyi was safe. He felt that the matter would not be so simple.

Ji Songze has been in school all the time, so he should have followed the boys all the time, I don't know what happened to him.

Liu Yiyi wanted to say hello to him, but was interrupted by Yang Xiaofeng waving his hand: "Go up quickly, don't come down at night."

"Can't you be a little more touching?"

"Go up quickly, you must be careful." Yang Xiaofeng looked at Liu Yiyi's plain face, with blue under the eyes, knowing that she hadn't had a good rest these days, so he slowed down his tone.

"Okay, got it, don't be like my dad."

Yang Xiaofeng watched Liu Yiyi's back disappear into the corridor, his eyes suddenly became sharp.

He was eager to know what happened to that ghost and Ji Songze these days.

However, it is useless to rely on momentum alone. Yang Xiaofeng rode a small yellow car around the school, but he didn't know how to look for it, and where to look for it. Naturally, he found nothing in the end.

It was getting dark, Yang Xiaofeng went to the cafeteria to buy three braised pork ribs and packed them back to the dormitory.As soon as he entered the door, he threw the lunch box on the table, couldn't wait to throw off his shoes and climbed onto the bed, opened the pillow and saw that the note was still lying there alone, not as if he had been moved.

His mood instantly cooled down, he climbed out of bed and opened the lunch box sullenly, without using chopsticks, he grabbed it with his hands and gnawed it.

There was only Fatty in the dormitory, and seeing his unscrupulous image, he couldn't help swallowing.

"Is it delicious?" Seeing that Yang Xiaofeng was about to take the third yuan, the fat man finally couldn't bear to ask.

"It's okay." Yang Xiaofeng raised his head, his mouth full of oil, "It's a little small, I don't feel full."

The fat man licked his lips: "Order some takeaway together?"

"Okay, then click me."

"It's all the same, let me order, you just give me the money later."

It was almost seven o'clock now, which happened to be the peak time for students to order takeout. The delivery of food was already slow, and the two hungry boys ordered everything they wanted. They almost ordered everything they wanted.

Yang Xiaofeng was a little worried about spending too much money, but thinking about the small sum of money he just extorted from He Bin on weekends, he could still afford to eat something.

He is not in a good mood now, but he will certainly not show it in front of his roommates.

It's not that he has any objections to his roommates, Yang Xiaofeng also understands that his roommate is a rare good person.They all have good personalities, don't smoke or drink, live a regular life, and don't even snore or talk in sleep.

But they have only been together for less than two months, and they don't have many common hobbies.

Yang Xiaofeng felt that there was no need to talk shallowly, as long as everyone lived in peace.