who called him an onion essence

At the beginning of the third year of high school, the head teacher sent out a questionnaire to investigate the willingness of the students in the class to enter a higher school.Originally, Yang Cong's grades were very good. If he played normally, he would definitely have no problem going to Qingbei.However, hearing Yang Cong said that he was going to be admitted to the Communication University in Beijing, the head teacher was quite sorry, and he also persuaded him in private.But Yang Cong was very firm: "Teacher, I just want to be a screenwriter and act in a play once in a while."

The head teacher has also seen the public service advertisements he made, and they are still broadcasting on various TV stations in rotation. Hearing this, he sighed: "It will work. If you go this way, China Beijing Communication University is indeed ranked first, and it is worth it."

Yang Cong put his hands behind his back and smiled: "Thank you teacher."

After waving his hand to let this proud student go back to class, the homeroom teacher pondered for a while, anyway, he went to college for future success, no matter what school or major, he didn't care too much.Seeing that Yang Cong, a child who skipped a grade, is more mature than his brothers and sisters in the class, he doesn't think there is any need to worry too much.

Unknowingly, in the second half of the semester, the hearts of the class were fluctuating, but Yang Cong concentrated on doing the papers without any distraction.Having just driven off his rival in love and thrown down the baited hook, he is full of vigor and spirit.Many people are still frowning, fearing that after the college entrance examination, their girlfriends or boyfriends will break up because they are separated from each other.But Yang Cong was different. He was very much looking forward to the college entrance examination. After all, after this hurdle passed, he would be able to confess his love without any worries.

"Don't be nervous, don't put too much pressure on yourself." Yang Sheng came to visit him on the weekend and specially told him a few words.However, Yang Cong was more relaxed than he imagined, and he was confident: "Uncle, I will definitely pass the exam. In the recent mock exam, I was still first."

Yang Sheng smiled and said, "You can't be complacent either."

"Anyway, I'm confident." Yang Cong frowned, as if he had forgotten about the rebellious period, and his demeanor when getting along with Yang Sheng became more calm.

"Yeah." Yang Sheng didn't say much, and took out a bottle of warm drink from his bag, "I made walnut dew for you, remember to drink it up."

Yang Cong's eyes widened: "Walnut dew?"

Rubbing the other person's head, Yang Sheng's ears were slightly red, but nothing could be seen on his face: "I learned it."

"Thank you uncle." Yang Cong took it, opened it and smelled it, his smile became brighter.

At nine o'clock in the evening, everyone in the dormitory was about to bury themselves in the pile of books. Yang Cong kept silent and opened the thermos cup that had just been soaked in hot water.He couldn't hold it back, and drank most of the bottle in one breath, belching a little.The boy in the next bed adjusted his glasses, and followed the smell: "Little Onion, what are you drinking?"

Not annoyed by the other party calling his nickname, Yang Cong shook his cup like a show off: "My uncle cooked me walnut dew."

"It smells so good." Others also came over.

Yang Cong hurriedly covered the cup, refusing to let them take a sip: "Go, roll, my uncle specially gave it to me. If you want to drink, buy it yourself."

The roommates condemned his callousness one after another: "How can there be such a thing for sale in the school!"

"That doesn't work either." Yang Cong rolled his eyes.

In the end, they didn't cheat a little bit, the roommates could only sit back obediently, listening to Yang Cong drinking slowly, swallowing silently.

As a result, after the lights were turned off, Yang Cong was yelled at by several people, not allowed to sleep, and wanted to talk about boys.Of course, the dormmates have already made up their minds about the particularly outrageous content. After all, there is such a young person in the dormitory, which is boring.So Yang Cong glanced around coldly, if he wasn't too lazy to go down, he would have beaten them to death one by one: "I haven't changed, it's still Communication University."

"Do you really not think about Qingbei?" one of them asked him.

"I don't think about it." Yang Cong said categorically, "Isn't it just that someone in the science department took the Qingbei exam, and it's none of my business."

The roommates sat up straight and criticized him collectively: "But there is no liberal arts!"

Yang Cong pulled the quilt up to his chin: "You can take the test by yourself, no one is stopping you."

After hearing this, all the roommates covered their chests in unison. If they could be admitted to Qingbei, who would chatter so much here!

Until a few days before the college entrance examination, the noise in the dormitory became more and more noisy. Yang Cong didn't study much anymore, and began to think about how to confront Yang Sheng in the future.He knew very well that even if Yang Sheng had his heart, he would never agree to it before he became an "adult" in name.However, it would be too late if I didn't say anything. After going to Zhongjing for several years, I was afraid that Yang Sheng would suddenly lose his head halfway and find him an aunt.

He doesn't want to gamble, at least, he has to let the other party know how he feels, so that he can worry more in the future.

"Little Onion, what are you looking at?" The night before, a few roommates sat around on a small bench in the corridor in front of the door and asked him while enjoying the shade.

Yang Cong leaned against the wall and showed them the cover of the book, which was a romance novel: "I'm absorbing experience."

The first time I saw him read this kind of miscellaneous books was on the eve of the college entrance examination, and the roommates suddenly boiled over: "What experience? Little Onion wants to fall in love? Why don't you come and ask us!"

"You guys are too stupid." Yang Cong stuck out his tongue, "And the direction is different."

"What's different..." Several roommates whispered, thinking that Yang Cong was deliberately concealing it.

Yang Cong got up, looked at the crescent moon in the sky, and murmured in a low voice: "Of course the gender is different." Then he walked away, leaving the roommates to look at each other: "Dude, did I hear correctly?"

Disregarding the friendship of his roommates, Yang Cong left the news comparable to the big bang, and went to rest on his own.Early the next morning, a few people brought their stationery and exam admission tickets, and blocked Yang Cong in a corner before entering the exam room: "Little Onion, remember to explain after the exam."

Yang Cong grinned.

For several days in a row, Yang Sheng came over with hearty meals. Although parents were not allowed to enter, they could pass them in through the school gate.Every time Yang Cong finished a subject, he went straight to the school gate as soon as he left the examination room, and chatted with him through the iron railing for a long time before going back.After the last test, the parents filed in. Yang Cong packed his things and waved to the roommates waiting outside the classroom.

The roommates swarmed in and saw no one around, so they asked: "Come on, come on, let me explain clearly to you guys."

Yang Cong was close to the window, just in time to see Yang Sheng approaching, and pointed downstairs: "Here, the person I like."

Several heads squeezed to the window at the same time, and they were stunned for a moment, and it took a long time to recover: "Isn't this your uncle?"

"That's right." Yang Cong put the cap on the used pen, and replied very indifferently.

Seeing his appearance, the roommates took half a step back and asked cautiously: "Although you and your uncle are not related by blood, you... haven't... uh..."

Yang Cong added for them: "Underage?"

The roommates nodded frantically.

"I'll just wait until I'm an adult." Yang Cong put his bag on his back and patted them on the shoulder, "Remember to keep it a secret." After finishing speaking, he passed the group of stunned people and walked towards Yang Sheng who came outside the classroom door. .

After returning home, Yang Cong took out his mobile phone, and new messages kept popping out.At first glance, it was all the people in the dormitory, one was telling him to think twice, one said that it was fine if you like it, and the other started to teach love experience... Then they quarreled, accusing each other would teach Yang Cong badly. "I'm just telling you this on a whim, don't think too much." Yang Cong hummed, it was true that he didn't control his emotions well and was careless.

"be careful."

"be careful."

"be careful."

The three people in the truce replied the same words at the same time, followed by another round of twittering, asking Yang Cong to remember to ask them for help in case of danger.

"My uncle doesn't know...he's not a pedophile." Yang Cong made a slashing emoji.

"Brother Cong is mighty."

"Brother Cong is mighty."

"Brother Cong is mighty."

Still three identical words.

Too lazy to talk nonsense with them, Yang Cong changed his posture and lay on the sofa watching Yang Sheng who was cooking, looking forward to the evening after many days...

So, after the scores came down, Yang Cong became the liberal arts champion as expected, rejected a bunch of interviews and lectures that required him to impart experience, and went to the beach with Yang Sheng with his luggage.Yang Sheng was still busy with the branch of the Braised Vegetables Shop, knowing that he had done well in the exam, he put down all the work in his hands and let him run around like before.

This time was very different from the first time. The tide ebbed and flowed, and the sun shone brightly on the skin of the 15-year-old boy.Yang Sheng followed beside him, feeling inexplicably uneasy, and stretched out his hand to hold the other's arm.Yang Cong was not annoyed, and let him pull him, leaving a long series of footprints close together on the ground.

The night is deep, and the house near the sea can fall asleep listening to the sound of the waves.Before Yang Sheng could fall asleep, a limp body suddenly appeared in his arms, and it was Yang Cong who leaned over coquettishly. "Not tired?" After walking all day today, Yang Sheng patted him on the back lightly.

"Not tired." Slowing down his breathing, Yang Cong closed his eyes and said vaguely, "Uncle...do you still remember what I said...there is a secret..."

Yang Sheng paused, his palm pressed on Yang Cong's back, and he could feel a slight trembling: "Remember."

"Do you want to listen?" Yang Cong's voice was very soft.

Suddenly feeling a little heavier in his heart, Yang Sheng seemed to feel something, he hesitated for a long time: "Yes."

After receiving an affirmative answer, Yang Cong began to mutter and get closer to the other party: "I have a person who I like very much. He is very dull and always treats me like a child...but I am a monster. I started liking Xiao Xiao when I was very young." He paused, and his fingertips slid gently on Yang Sheng's arm, "Do I have to be like a human being? I'm going to go on a blind date or get married in the future...Obviously I'm just An onion, that's all."

From the first sentence, Yang Sheng felt inexplicably nervous and dared not move.As he listened slowly, his expression became more serious, and he even had an idea that was very unrealistic to him.But Yang Cong didn't say anything clearly, he just said those few words over and over again, and after a while, he fell asleep quietly.

Yang Sheng took a deep breath.

The whole night, he was in the position of hugging each other, very stiff and insomnia.

In the next few days, Yang Cong seemed to have forgotten what he had said before, and jumped up and down, insisting on trying jet skis. After falling into the sea, he touched a shell and came up.As for Yang Sheng, he was even more silent, but he followed his children closely.After returning home, Yang Cong filled out the application by himself, and received the admission letter half a month later.

"I heard that it will snow in Zhongjing in winter, I need to bring more thick clothes..." Yang Cong sat by the luggage and shook his feet.

I have never felt that a vacation passes so quickly, as if in the blink of an eye, my children are going to travel far away.Yang Sheng packed his luggage for him, and stuffed the bank card that had been saved for almost a year's living expenses in the mezzanine: "You can also buy it over there."

"I'm lazy." Yang Cong looked at him with a smile, "Is it true that uncle won't accompany me there?"

Suddenly, Yang Sheng stopped his movements: "No. You have to be independent."

"Well, it will be a long time before I can go on vacation... Uncle will miss me, right?" Yang Cong cast a meaningful look at the man squatting beside him.

Yang Sheng almost ran away: "I'm going to buy some daily necessities and come back."

After leaving the house and being blown by the cool wind, Yang Sheng's mind calmed down a little, and he didn't function like before.He walked in the direction of the small supermarket, but his mind was full of Yang Cong's words, and the way he fell asleep on his chest that day and unconsciously shed tears.That's right, Yang Cong is going to Zhongjing, where he will meet many people and see many things - for him, the future is new and he can imagine as much as he wants.

Yang Sheng didn't dare to answer easily.

He is used to being stable, and in terms of personality, maybe he is more lazy than Yang Cong, and he doesn't like to try out-of-the-ordinary things.

Presumably Yang Cong knew this very well, and revealed it a little bit, but didn't say clearly, there was enough room to move forward or backward.

……

Before leaving, the weather was fine, and Yang Cong hummed happily while holding his boarding pass.Suddenly, when he heard the radio, he turned around and hugged Yang Sheng, who had been silently following behind him, stood on tiptoe, and put his lips next to the other's ear: "Uncle, goodbye."

"Goodbye." Yang Sheng said with difficulty.

"Do you still want me back?" Yang Cong pursed his lips.

Yang Sheng clenched his fists.After a long time, amidst the urging sound of the radio, he clumsily hugged the already tall child: "Yeah."