The childhood sweetheart who fell from the sky

The atmosphere of the second year of high school is different from that of the first year of high school, because the thirteenth high school will have about five recommended places every year, not only the top three famous schools in China, but also can choose their own majors, plus high scholarships, basically at the beginning of the third year of high school It will be determined together with self-enrollment, and it all depends on the grades of the sophomore year of high school, and Mu Yao has been stable in the third grade of science for a long time, the position is very dangerous, and naturally her studies are tight.

Jiang Feng had no luck with this, but he had to prepare for the provincial competition and the bonus exam for second-level athletes, so he was naturally busy.

Such undivided study and training, until Lu Lu suddenly asked one day, "Yaoyao, are you a Virgo? Is it your birthday soon?", and they remembered that Jiang Feng's birthday had passed as early as summer up.

"You forgot?" Mu Yao checked the lunar calendar and found that it was a certain day in early June. She really couldn't remember what they did that day. It might be the same as now, except for doing nothing.

Jiang Feng: "Not many people celebrate their birthdays in the lunar calendar now, who has time to read..."

"Ping Yuan also forgot?" Mu Yao thought that rich people like them would have parties with champagne on their birthdays, and a group of people would give gifts.

Jiang Feng: "I used to often forget, so it's basically not my birthday..."

Lu Lu: "Then don't your parents remember?"

Jiang Feng looked through the e-banking statements, and found that he had indeed received a loving payment from his parents on his birthday... However, the chat records are often cleared, and they are gone.

Mu Yao: "So they wished you a happy birthday that day, but you didn't see it?"

"Maybe I replied too, but forget about other things?" Jiang Feng explained sincerely, "I really didn't deliberately not say anything."

Lu Lu: "That's pretty good, then I can save money and focus on shopping for Yaoyao."

"No! No, really no need." Mu Yao hurriedly refused, because Lu Lu bought him an initial account for a certain game last year, but he couldn't even play the game on his mobile phone, so he had to find a way to return the gift.

"By the way...Mu Yao, do you and your sister share the same birthday?" Cao Mengping suddenly joined the conversation, "Twins?"

Lu Lu: "Sister?"

Mu Yao: "Hmm..."

Jiang Feng: "How do you know he has a younger sister?"

Cao Mengping: "Zhengyao told me that it seems that your sister is with senior Lin Ting, and that your sister looks exactly like you. Why didn't you say that?"

Hearing that it was Gu Zhengyao who said it, everyone was disgusted, and Mu Yao was even more disgusted, and asked, "Who said that nonsense?"

Cao Mengping still defended her scumbag ex very much, and immediately retorted: "He also heard from others. Someone saw them, had dinner together, went on a date, and so on. What can't be said about it? Senior Lin graduated and came back to look for him. She, I heard that she is very good to her, doesn't she like Senior Lin?"

Mu Yao thought of the scandal about Mu Si and Jiang Feng in Mu Si's school, and thought of the scandal between her and Lin Ting in her own school, and felt that it was useless to deny it, it would only make people talk nonsense, so she stopped talking. After asking a few words, Jiang Feng answered provocatively, and then turned to discussing the issue of birthday gifts.

Mu Yao directly texted and asked what kind of gift Mousse wanted, and Mousse sent him a link to desserts, because Mousse was found to have a bad habit of eating sweets to relieve stress not long ago, and the doctor stopped her from eating sweets. For things with too much sugar, Jiang Chaohui also controlled her pocket money, so after consultation with Mu Yao, she decided to give her a day off on the same day and buy a little.

But this is too easy to solve, Mu Yao finally thought about it, bought another sheet music in advance, packed it and prepared it for her.

"Then what do you want?" Jiang Feng asked him.

"I'll forget it," Mu Yao opened the math workbook, "I don't want to celebrate my birthday either, we don't bother to make it so troublesome, let's get the grades up first."

Jiang Feng: "You don't have to be too nervous, I heard that Lu Xiaoqi plans to give up the recommended spot."

"Uh... no," Mu Yao said, "Feng Yuqing, Liu Haiyang, and Qi Shuang are also included in the liberal arts department. I asked specifically. They are not as stable as the science department. They change every time, and it is very likely that all three will be ranked. "

Jiang Feng: "...In short, don't put too much pressure on yourself."

After all, Jiang Feng can't compare to Mu Yao's self-control. After sitting at the desk for a long time, he always thinks about activities. Walking the dog, the dog was so tired that he lay on the ground when he came back. Mu Yao just went out to find him for a walk, and was speechless seeing this scene.

"I think you..." Jiang Feng stood up and rubbed his neck, "It seems that you didn't sleep well, did you? You have regained your weight and gained muscle, but your complexion is still bad."

Mu Yao also stood up and stretched her shoulders: "7 hours of sleep a day is already a luxury for high school students."

"Even if I sleep for 5 or 6 hours," Jiang Feng said, "I feel more energetic than you."

"That's because you sleep 12 hours on weekends to make up for it..." Mu Yao laughed, "You may be the best sleeper I've ever met."

"I'm still a teenager, and I'm still growing!" Jiang Feng smiled himself, and opened the snacks to eat, "Is there a problem with sleeping more? Sleeping more can grow taller."

"You can't grow any taller," Mu Yao said as she walked to the height and weight scale and stood up, "I can still grow a little bit longer."

"Well... it's 177, two centimeters longer," Jiang Feng said after measuring him, "Keep working hard until it grows to 178, and I will have the confidence to lie about 180 in the future."

"Hey!" Mu Yao snatched away his snacks.

In fact, Mu Yao knew very well why he looked bad: he was having nightmares.

Ever since the first time he had dreamed that he had turned into Mousse when he was a child, he had always dreamed that he and Mousse would eventually become one person.

Especially recently, he has often been in touch with Mousse, and he found that Mousse's signs of schizophrenia are indeed obvious. Sometimes he was a well-behaved and helpless sister one second, and started to say extremely bad things to him the next second, and he would regret it after he finished speaking. , Let’s talk about something else to change the subject.

One night, he even dreamed that he was just a split personality of Mousse, struggling to return to the master personality. There was a door between them, which was the door of Mousse's room in Mu Pingchuan's house in Shui'an Sixth Unit. The lock on the door was firmly locked, and I was holding a hammer in my hand, but my hands and feet were so weak that I couldn't lift it up.

He shouted in a voice that was so hoarse that he could hardly hear it: "Open the door..."

Mousse replied resonantly: "I'm already complete, get out! I don't need you!"

He shouted again: "Jiang Feng..."

But he had exhausted his strength just now, and now his voice was too hoarse, even he couldn't hear himself.After waking up in the middle of the night, he took a sip of the water on the bedside table and was relieved to see Jiang Feng still sleeping sweetly beside him.

But the situation got worse until his birthday.Mousse finished eating the cake, opened the gift in front of him, looked at him suspiciously and asked, "Isn't there a copy of this?"

Jiang Chaohui also looked at them at a loss.

Mu Yao said innocently: "But Jiang Feng gave me that copy, so I want to give you a copy."

"Yes, yes," Jiang Chaohui said, "This is what your brother gave you."

Mousse casually threw it aside on the sofa, scraped the bottom of the cake box and the cream on the paper wall with a spoon, and said proudly, "What's the difference between yours and mine?"

"That's right, all of you are the same." Jiang Chaohui smiled and took out her gift, which was in two identical packages, and after they were unpacked, there were two identical English dictionaries.

Mousse didn't prepare anything, and Mu Yao went back with his dictionary in his arms. During dinner, Jiang Feng asked him who and what he ate lunch with, and he said in a trance: "The cheesecake I ate with my brother..."

"Huh?" Jiang Feng looked at him blankly.

He reacted: "Mousse said so."

Jiang Feng didn't know why he was so eloquent, but he didn't pay much attention to it. At night, he dreamed that he and Mu Si were alone, and everything about "Mu Yao" was a hallucination. Made an appointment with a doctor and decided to see what was going on.

"Are you okay? You were fine yesterday?" Jiang Feng was shocked when he heard that he had to go out to see a doctor during school hours the next day.

Lu Lu also felt strange: "You didn't go to study when your fever reached 39 degrees last time..."

"I'm going to see Moose's doctor," Mu Yao lied to Jiang Feng in a low voice, while Lu Lu was perfunctory, "It's nothing serious, it might just be tooth decay."

Jiang Fengxin, but in fact, Mu Yao is not lying. The doctor he invited did see Mu Si and told him clearly that genetic problems may be interfered with by genetics. Diagnosis of schizophrenia, but only to prevent Mu Pingchuan from evading responsibility.

But after talking with the doctor, he was a little uncertain again. If the hallucinations were so realistic that he could appear as a virtual self, then is the doctor who confirmed his real existence real or fake?He tore up the mild diagnosis form and threw it in the trash can of the hospital, bought another bottle to put the pills in, and returned to Jiang Feng's house in the afternoon, hid the medicine, and sat down to think.

Jiang Feng texted him and asked him: How is it?

Mu Yao: I just finished. I'm a little tired today. I stopped by to go home to take a nap. I won't go to the next class, and I'll go back for evening self-study.

Jiang Feng: Then when you come back, help me get back my chemistry notes and weekly diary?The weekly diary is due tomorrow, and I haven't finished writing it yet.

Mu Yao looked at his desk, it was cleaned only yesterday, so he had to look for it among the books.Jiang Feng had to memorize the blue chemistry notebook every day, so he recognized it at a glance. The black weekly notebook was placed a little deep, and there were many black notebooks there, so he had to open it to find out.

He was afraid of seeing Jiang Feng's private things, so he turned the pages backwards, saw the date on the top of the last page, and wrote a neat half page, and thought it was right, so he put it and the blue book on the Together, I was going to take it away later, but after I closed it, I remembered that this week's weekly diary was a rare half-themed composition, but Jiang Feng didn't write a title.

So he opened it again and took another look to confirm it. At this glance, he didn't see the title of the composition, but he saw his name.

It was just a few seconds of hesitation and subconscious actions, before Mu Yao could close it, the last few words of Jiang Feng's notebook directly crashed into his mind: "I probably really like Mu Yao .

"Public opinion, life pressure, these are not reasons. I like someone, and I will not shrink back because of these. I am afraid that others will make irresponsible remarks and live up to my liking. It is not worth it.

"I'm just afraid he doesn't like me."

Mu Yao turned two pages forward and found that the dates were continuous—this was not the school's Chinese weekly diary, but Jiang Feng's diary.