say you like me

It was almost 12:30 when I came back from the convenience store last night, and after reciting vocabulary for a while, Wen Jin fell asleep at one o'clock.

He slept so deeply that he didn't even hear the alarm.

At 07:30 in the morning, Chen Yajing, who had an overnight operation, returned home, opened the door of her son's room and saw that he was still sleeping, so she quickly woke him up.

"Mom! Why are you still at home? You've only been in the top class for a few days and you dare to be late!"

Wen Jin woke up startled, looked at his watch and immediately jumped up from the bed.

"Lying trough..."

He rubbed his face in dismay, rushed into the bathroom to wash up carelessly, and hurriedly stuffed all the books spread out on the table into his bag.

Chen Yajing knew that he must have stayed up because he studied too late yesterday.Looking at his son's red eyes from staying up late also felt very distressed.

"It's late anyway, go to class after eating early, you know, mom will call the teacher and say..."

Wen Jin couldn't laugh or cry.

"What are you calling? I'm late and I have to ask my parents to call and ask for leave to have breakfast? Don't worry about me. I will go to the store to buy something to eat after class. You should rest quickly, I'm leaving." As soon as I wore it, I took my bag and ran away.

His home is not far from the school, and he usually walks to class, and stops by a stall to buy some pancakes and soy milk on the way.

Today he trotted all the way to school, and he was about to finish his morning self-study.

"Report."

The English teacher was taking a vocabulary test. He turned around and gave him a cold look. He continued the test without saying anything.

Wen Jin stood awkwardly at the door, whether to enter or not to enter.

While hesitating, the teacher put down the book and said coldly, "Should I invite you in if you're late?"

Wen Jin hurriedly walked to the seat with his head down and sat down, and asked Yu Yang while putting away the bag, "Where is the dictation?"

No one answered, and when I turned around, I found that the next table was still empty.Yu Yang didn't come.

"...later than me?"

Wen Jin rang the get out of class bell shortly after sitting down. The English teacher stood on the podium with exquisite makeup and made a brief summary, with the unique arrogance of a top class teacher.

"I'll talk to you again today, it's not that if you enter the fast class, you will enter the threshold of a good university with one leg." As he spoke, he glanced at Wen Jin coldly, pointing out, "It's not that I'm targeting ordinary people. Students in the class, no matter where you were before, if you sit here today, it shows that you are capable and successful. We welcome you. But remember it for me. Bring those stinky problems in our class to our class to ruin our morale! I said whoever knows it well, that's it, get out of class." After speaking, he stepped on his high heels and walked away arrogantly.

Wen Jin looked at the unopened English book and felt a little blocked.It's not because of being shameless after being criticized by the teacher, but because of the sense of powerlessness that often arises suddenly in my heart.

What Yun Xiao turned his head to see was his expressionless, but vaguely bewildered look.

Wen Jin was staring at the table distractedly, and was taken aback by a box of Orion pies that suddenly fell on the table.Looking up, Yunxiao smiled at him coolly.

"I was also promoted from the slow class. Let's work hard together, good brothers who are discriminated against."

Wen Jin froze for a moment, and realized that Yun Xiao was comforting him.He didn't explain, but bent the corner of his mouth to return her a gentle smile, and said softly, "Thank you."

Yun Xiao is a very cool girl who can play basketball and doesn't usually talk much, but whenever she speaks, it is a joke that makes people laugh.Personality is like a boy.

She is not ranked in the bottom of the class, and she is very stable, usually around 15th.Wen Jin has always felt that she looks very similar to Yu Yang, she is the kind of person who can't be seen, but is actually very careful.Thinking of Yu Yang, Wen Jin glanced at the empty seat next to him. The first class was over, but he hadn't come yet.

After the first class, go to exercise, then exercise, and then go to the third class.In the third section of mathematics, Wen Jin suddenly lost his mind, and when he regained his senses, he couldn't keep up...

Yu Yang hasn't come yet.

As soon as this idea came up, Wen Jin despised himself very much, and patted his thigh impatiently.

He sighed and took a pen to circle the question that he hadn't listened to just now with an ugly circle, cheered himself up, refocused and began to listen to the lecture.Another class passed like this.

During the break, he picked up the book and went to the teacher's office, intending to ask questions that he didn't understand just now.

"Mr. Wang, where is Yu Yang in your class? I didn't see anyone in math class today."

Wen Jin just walked to the door of Li Zong's office, when she heard this, she couldn't help but stop.

"Oh, Yu Yang asked for leave in the morning, and grandma is hospitalized."

"Really... What's wrong with his grandma? How many times has she been hospitalized this year?"

Teacher Wang sighed softly, "I was diagnosed today, liver cancer, I guess it won't survive this winter."

Wen Jin, who was hiding at the door, was startled when he heard this, and his heart suddenly twitched.

"It's really distressing...this child...he and grandma are the only two in the family, and now... oh..."

Hearing the sighs of the teachers in the office, Wen Jin was a little lost in thought.

He thought of yesterday, when Yu Yang's usually bright eyes were full of fatigue and uneasiness, he finally knew the reason why Yu Yang was short of money.But how much can you earn working in a convenience store?It's a drop in the bucket for the cost of chemotherapy.

Since last year when he determined to enter the top 50 in the grade, his nerves have been in a tense state.Now suddenly tired.Why is he so desperate to enter the fast class?I don't know, the college entrance examination, because everyone rushed forward desperately, and I followed the crowd and ran with my head buried.Everyone wants to get into a good university, and what is the purpose of getting into a good university, but at this age, few people can say clearly.

Wen Jin lowered her head and flicked through the book in her hand, then turned and went back to the classroom.

This Saturday, get out of class ends at five o'clock in the afternoon.It stands to reason that the school does not have classes on Saturdays, but their school is a key city. For the sake of efficiency, as long as no one reports to the Education Bureau, they will turn a blind eye.

The locust trees on both sides of the school road rustled in the wind, and the wind was filled with the fragrance of locust flowers.The road is full of bustling students, laughing and playing in twos and threes. When they reach the school gate, those who are on the same road walk together for a while, and those who are not on the same road wave to both sides.

Wen Jin was not in the crowd.

Go out from the abandoned back door of the school, pass through the garbage station, and there is a dilapidated carport that originally belonged to the factory in the abandoned factory. There are bicycles and motorcycles that are almost antiques parked in the carport.Although the factory was closed early, people who live around the factory still park their cars here.The person looking at the carport is a gray-haired old man who usually fixes tires and issues keys for people. He lives in the duty room next to the carport for an unknown number of years.

"Uncle Luo, pick up the car." Wen Jin's voice was as gentle as ever.

Uncle Luo was repairing the tire of a bicycle. He raised his head when he heard his voice, and smiled, "It's been a while." His throat was hoarse from the perennial smoker.

Wen Jin smiled, bent down and put Bao Hongtashan in the iron box where he kept his tools.Uncle Luo freed his hand, which had been covered with black oil all year round, to search for Wen Jin's key from his vest pocket.

Go through the narrow aisle of the carport, and there is a door at the end of the carport, which is a small storage room, where Wen Jin's car is parked.There is a door on the other side of the storage room. Wen Jin can go out from the storage room without riding through the narrow and crowded carport.

Open the door of the storage room, there are no windows or lights inside, and it is pitch black even during the day.Wen Jin walked in and opened the other door, and the room suddenly became brighter.

The black Jialing 70 was shining brightly in the afterglow of the setting sun.

This product of the 80s can be said to be very retro nowadays. It is called "the first generation of fuel-efficient king". Jialing 80, which was once the dream of teenagers in the 70s, has withdrawn from people's vision as the times changed.

But even though the 80s of the parents are gone forever, the black paint shell of this car is still shimmering, which shows that the previous owner of this car is a person who loves cars very much.

Wen Jinyang stepped into the car, turned the key lightly, and disappeared into the carport with the melodious sound of the engine. It took only 10 seconds before and after.

At first, Uncle Luo didn't expect this shy and thin boy to ride a bicycle so crazy, and he would shout behind him, "Slow down! Be safe!" Afterwards, he got used to it and didn't bother to persuade him anymore.

Uncle Luo put down the tire in his hand, lit a cigarette and smoked quietly, recalling that about 3 or 4 years ago, it was also such a spring when the sun was about to set.

"Uncle Luo, can you help me get out of the car?"

Luo Fusheng was sitting on the saddle, bowing his head and busying himself with the work in hand, when a slightly immature voice that had not yet reached the stage of changing his voice sounded above his head.At that time, Wen Jin was probably only in junior high school, and she was shorter than now, with a white and clean appearance, which was incompatible with the motorcycle straddling her legs.

Uncle Luo glanced at him without saying a word, and continued to cut the belt with his head down.Wen Jin got out of the car, squatted in front of him and stretched out his hand. It was a box of Hongtashan and 200 yuan.