Xiaoman

As long as you open your mouth, there will be a response.

Xia Liang's words gave Liu Xiaoman a shot in the arm.

When he went back that day, he thought about it for a long time, his own worries, what Xia Liang said about him, his own cowardice and vacillation that Xia Liang had always seen in his eyes.

Only then did he know that Xia Liang knew everything.

Liu Xiaoman made a serious comparison by putting himself in their shoes. If the identities of the two were reversed—a healthy man who was excellent everywhere, and a handicapped man who had extremely low self-esteem and dared not make any resolutions, let alone wait for him to figure it out. My son's inexplicable liking has probably been wiped out long ago, and I am bored to death.

How can Xia Liang be so good?

"I'll wait for you until the college entrance examination is over, no matter what you think, give me a correct sentence."

Xia Liang gave him everything to consider, the initiative, the time to consider, and the final direction of the relationship between the two of them were all given to him, as long as he said a word.

If he chooses to be like this, ending the relationship with ordinary classmates like this, maybe in the rest of his life, the two of them will be like the classmates who were separated in elementary school and junior high school.He might combine with a person with similar physical conditions, Xia Liang has his own vast world.

This sounds like a life that fits their respective personalities.

And if he leaves everything behind and takes this step towards Xia Liang, he can't retreat no matter what.

Otherwise, as Xia Liang said, it would be unfair to him.

He himself is not reconciled.

Not reconciled.

willingly.

Liu Xiaoman pondered over this word, as if returning to the day when he made up his mind whether to be with Xia Liang or not.

He thought repeatedly, such a good Xia Liang, there is really only one in his life.

Fortunately, Xia Liang extended his time to after the college entrance examination. Before that, both he and Xia Liang could focus on the college entrance examination without distraction.

This is the first priority right now.

Liu Xiaoman drew a circle on the calendar.

There is one and a half months left, let's work hard first.

In the last month and a half of my high school career, the countdown to the college entrance examination on the blackboard changed rapidly and anxiously.

All extracurricular activities in the third grade were suspended, including running exercises between classes.No one knows how spring and summer have changed, when the little wind blowing in from the window has changed from cotton catkins to willow catkins.

Last time Liu Xiaoman and Li Meng looked at Little Apple wearing a skirt and couldn't figure out whether she was cold or not. After a while, many students in the class who were afraid of the heat changed into short sleeves and turned on the fans.The new test papers sent out every day are full of fresh ink, and they are blown by the electric fan, and the draft in the classroom gradually has the taste of summer.

Time is no longer divided by "day" as a unit, and we can only rely on the three events that happened during this period as the last time cut and commemoration of Liu Xiaoman's high school career.

The first thing is that Li Meng ran away from home after the results of the second model came out.

"Damn it, is it true or not?" Zhao Chao was called out by Shang Liangshan in the second class in the morning, and jumped up glaring at Shang Liangshan before hearing a few words, "I don't know!"

"Talk well." Shang Liangshan stared at him with his waist thrust up, his eyebrows twisted into a bow, his face full of irritability and nervousness, "You two stay together every day, don't you know?"

Shang Liangshan is really going crazy, he is too tired as a class teacher, one and two are not doing well in study, and he has to do things all day.

"I really don't know!" Zhao Chao was also in a hurry, took out his mobile phone and clicked frantically, "I don't think he came to ask him, he didn't answer, I thought he was sleeping at home or asked for leave, he left home...he Mom is here?"

The last sentence was asked in a low voice, Liu Xiaoman and Xia Liang were sitting by the window, turning their heads to look out the window together.

Regardless of whether Li Meng ran away from home or skipped classes, even if he just went out to hide from beatings, his mother would come to the school, and Li Meng would definitely not have good results.

In the third year of high school, there are always a few psychological problems. They don't have many schools, and a girl fainted in the rocket class last week.Although Li Meng was half-dead every time he finished the exams, he would come back to life after being beaten up. Looking heartless, Liu Xiaoman really didn't expect him to run away from home.

Shang Liangshan asked Liu Xiaoman and the others separately, but no one got in touch with Li Meng. There was no exciting gossip in the class for a long time, and everyone began to discuss at the top of their voices. The English teacher knocked on the table on the podium: "Quiet! Take care of you." Own!"

"Li Meng won't be overwhelmed?" Liu Xiaoman was a little worried.

"I don't have that courage." Xia Liang smiled, "I guess I just want to vaccinate his mother. After leaving for half a day, nothing will happen when I come back."

In the end, Xia Liang's guess was proved to be correct.

It is true that Li Meng only left home for half a morning, but when he returned, he still brought the big slap that his mother slapped on his face in the morning, and the reason was no accident because of his horrible [-]nd grade.

He was escorted to school by his sister-in-law. He met his mother in Shangliangshan's office, and ran out again with a "wow" without saying a few words. His mother chased him red-eyed like in a movie, and Li Meng ran to the corridor At the end, without saying a word, he raised one leg to step over the railing, and yelled at his mother: "Don't force me, please! I'm not material for studying!"

"You jump! If you can't fall to death, I will strangle you with my own hands!" Li Meng's mother trembled with anger, pointing at him and cursing.

"Mom?!" Li Meng's voice twisted.

Half of the people downstairs and across the building were watching the excitement, but when he yelled "Mom" with a split voice, the rest of the audience was also happy.

The bald donkey led the security all the way and shouted "What's going on!" and ran over, Shang Liangshan chased after Li Meng's mother to persuade her to calm down, with a pained face, and his scalp exploded.

"Damn it, Brother Meng, wake up! If you jump off the second floor, you will break your leg at most, and you still have to take the college entrance examination!" Wang Chao jumped downstairs.

"Stand up quickly!" Yu Shou also yelled at him.

"I resigned and rented a house to watch you go to school. I have been guarding you since the second year of high school. You fooled me every day. Do you have a conscience Li Meng?" Li Meng's mother began to scold him.

"Ah!" Li Meng raked his hair, he retracted his legs and squatted down in the corridor, hugged his head and roared fiercely, "Mom, I beg you!"

"...It's mom begging you!" Li Meng's mother replied hoarsely.

The students who watched the excitement fell silent because of these two roars.

Except when we first met, Li Meng once yelled at Dynasty in the classroom because of his mother, and Liu Xiaoman never heard him yell like that again after that.

They all thought that Li Meng was used to being a fool.

It seems that there is a lot of pressure to be a qualified Erpilian.Liu Xiaoman felt a little uncomfortable, he couldn't help but glanced at Xia Liang who had a calm face.

Xia Liang has never elaborated on how he persuaded his mother to transfer back, nor did he say how much effort he put in during the year of transferring to get this beautiful second-mode score.

Liu Xiaoman only knew that he could hide things better than anyone else, and no one was as relaxed and carefree as he seemed.

This time, Li Meng left home + played truant + faked suicide. There was a lot of thunder and little rain. After returning home and being beaten up, he had to go to school the next day.

However, the quarrel between him and his mother still opened up a breather for the tense senior year. The school organized a pre-exam psychological counseling meeting in full swing. It was not for students, but for parents. meeting.

And that led to the second thing.

Grandpa is inconvenient to go out, and Liu Yong has to go to work, so only Aunt Mei can come to the meeting.

There is also Cancan who insists on coming with her.

"This is your brother, Liu Xiaoman?" Wang Chao and Li Meng asked him while lying on the railing of the classroom door.

The parent meeting is held in each class of the third year of high school. It takes the time of the last class on Saturday afternoon. There is also evening self-study in the evening. The students go to eat and eat, and hang around in the corridor after eating. small talk.

As usual, Cancan stared at everyone with big eyes. Hearing Wang Chao's question, he clutched Liu Xiaoman's hand a little timidly.

"Ah." Liu Xiaoman responded without pulling out his hand.

"I haven't heard you say that." Li Meng took out a piece of candy from his pocket to tease Cancan, looked at the looks of Cancan and Liu Xiaoman, and whispered, "Your mother is quite young?"

The phrase "your mother" made Liu Xiaoman feel a little dazed. He subconsciously glanced at Cancan, then at Xia Liang, the only person who knew the inside story of his family. He couldn't tell whether he wanted to respond to the "Mom", and smiled vaguely. smiled.

Shang Liangshan had no experience in holding class meetings, and the other classes basically opened the door to go out after a class, and their class took more than a class to leave.

When Grandpa Xia Liang came out, he asked Xia Liang to go to dinner together. Aunt Mei listened very carefully, and after the end, she followed a group of parents around Shangliang Mountain to ask about Liu Xiaoman's situation.

Cancan was bored waiting and afraid of people, so he went to the stairs to climb and jump by himself. Liu Xiaoman sat on the stairs with a book and looked at him, suddenly he didn't seem to know Cancan's name.

Just as he was about to call Cancan to ask, someone pushed his shoulder from the back, very hard, as if on purpose.

Turning his head to look, Ma Shuo was still holding his knees behind him, with a look of finding fault: "Block your mother here!"

This person is also invincible. His vengeance is so disgusting that he attends classes on the first floor. Last time he wrestled and was beaten by Xia Liang. In other words, look for a sense of presence.

Liu Xiaoman frowned and stood up to make way for him. Ma Shuo glared at him. Before he could move his legs, he heard a slap on the back of his back. Aunt Mei yelled very loudly: "Who are you scolding?" ?!"

"Fuck!" Ma Shuo was taken aback, and everyone on the stairs turned their heads to look over.

"Who the hell! You talk to your mother like that too, right?!" Aunt Mei pointed at Ma Shuo's nose, opened her mouth and pushed back.

No matter how bad the students are, as long as they are students, they are afraid of their parents.

Especially a parent like Aunt Mei, who quarreled... with a vixenous temperament.

Ma Shuo blocked Aunt Mei's hand, he didn't dare to attack the parents, he gritted his teeth shamelessly: "Who are you?"

"Who am I, I'm his mother!" Aunt Mei pulled Liu Xiaoman over.

Liu Xiaoman was already in a daze, staring at Aunt Mei together with Ma Shuo, Cancan ran up and hugged Aunt Mei's leg to hide behind her, and stepped on Ma Shuo's shoe with his leg.

"What's the matter with you!" Aunt Mei patted Cancan on the head and pushed him back.

There are three people on the opposite side, two of them are old, weak, sick and disabled, and there is a shrew-level woman. It doesn't make sense to put this on anyone.

The people with Ma Shuo dragged Ma Shuo down and cursed: "Go, go, crazy."

"Shrex!" Ma Shuo threw a sentence as he went downstairs.

"Who is a shrew! Come here and let me slap you to see if your mother is a shrew!" Aunt Mei continued to chase after her.

The surrounding parents and students laughed mischievously, Liu Xiaoman no longer knew what it was like.

The embarrassment is true, what he usually dislikes the most is such a woman who can raise her voice and curse at any time, but at the same time, this feeling of being protected by "mother" makes him a little speechless.

That's how it feels.

"It's okay, let's go." He pulled Aunt Mei and led them to the school gate.

"You little bastard that no one taught you!" Aunt Mei was still scolding while frowning when she reached the school gate, she pulled Liu Xiaoman over and patted him on the shoulder to look up and down, "I'm telling you, Xiaoman, don't let this kind of person go. Slap him on the face and run away, scolding him! After scolding, let your dad come over and clean him up!"

"Get rid of him!" Cancan repeated.

"Don't be stupid!" Aunt Mei flicked Cancan on the forehead, then asked Liu Xiaoman, "Did he just kick you?"

"No." Liu Xiaoman patted and looked at Aunt Mei, feeling warm in his heart, and wanted to say not to do this outside in the future, but after thinking about it, he still didn't say anything.

When he got home, he told his grandfather about it. Grandpa grinned for a long time, then took his hand and patted it: "That's what being a mother is like."

"Yeah." Liu Xiaoman also patted Grandpa's hand, the warmth swayed in his heart, and finally laughed along with Grandpa.

The third event happened on Liu Xiaoman's birthday, May No. 20, another year's Xiaoman's day, the weather was fine, blue sky and white clouds.

They're taking graduation photos.

"As I said yesterday, everyone has to wear school uniforms," ​​Shang Liangshan slapped the desk vigorously on the podium twice, "If you don't wear them, go to the class you've photographed to borrow them! Otherwise, you won't be on camera!"

"When are we filming Ah Ban?" Someone shouted from below.

"Shoot when it's your turn, what's the hurry." Shang Liangshan glanced at the time, "I'll call you when the time comes."

After Shang Liangshan finished speaking, he went out, and the class broke up. Those who borrowed clothes borrowed clothes, and looked out the window to see the graduation photos of other classes crowded by the window, and some girls were already looking for help with their mobile phones. Take a group photo.

"Graduated...graduated..." Li Meng swung his stool back, his back resting on the edge of Liu Xiaoman's desk, looking at the classes lined up for their graduation photos under the big banyan tree outside the window, and dragged the book while turning the book. Read it with your throat.

"Is the next program going to start tearing up the book?" Wang Chao was also looking out while sitting on the table.

"Really?" Li Meng rubbed his hands excitedly, "I've been waiting for three years!"

Liu Xiaoman had been afraid of this since freshman year of high school, so he hurriedly hid all his books in advance, and even stuffed Xia Liang's into the table bucket.

"Hey, let's take a group photo together later." Wang Chao kicked everyone under the table, "Xia Liang? Liu Xiaoman?"

Xia Liang flicked his phone and said "hmm", Liu Xiaoman was always a little afraid of taking pictures, so he also nodded: "Okay."

When it was their turn to go downstairs, it happened to be the end of the big recess, the sun was shining golden, and the people in class 11 came back busily. Their class took off their coats and went downstairs. The art students in class 13 next door had already Lie on the railing of the corridor and start to prepare.

Liu Xiaoman and the others waited until the class had almost evacuated before standing up and going out. As soon as they turned around, Xia Liang pulled their arms.

"What is this?" Xia Liang stared at his elbow and wiped it with his thumb.

Li Meng looked back and was delighted: "He fell! He rolled down the stairs without blinking like a god."

"Is there a scar?" Dynasty also looked at it.

Now Liu Xiaoman wanted to laugh when he looked at it for himself, and the phrase "roll down" started to play in his mind again.

At that time, I was rubbed and rubbed by clothes every day, and it took a while for the scab to fall off, leaving a faint scar.

"When?" Xia Liang frowned, staring at Liu Xiaoman.

Liu Xiaoman was so soft and numb when he saw him, he pulled his arm out and smiled: "It's winter."

winter.

Xia Liang recalled how Liu Xiaoman shrank his shoulders suddenly when he knocked on the light box of the convenience store, pursed his mouth and said nothing, wrapped his palm on his elbow and rubbed again: "Let's go."

Taking graduation photos is a signal, just like the last process before the college entrance examination, psychologically implying that their high school has come to the last stop before the single-plank bridge.

Reluctant to wrap up in the excitement, nostalgia has been born before parting.

The atmosphere that has been tense for a semester has begun to relax. In the past three years, no matter what you have studied or not, whether you have a good relationship or not, whether you have gone crazy together or had conflicts... Everyone in this group is blurred and close at hand. Their "graduation" together, their middle school time will be frozen in this summer.

A group of people were yelled at by the photographer how to stand and how to change in front of the big banyan tree, all of them were chattering, and Shang Liangshan, who was always sullen, was also talking and laughing with other teachers in the front row.

Girls with a good relationship wanted to stand together, but boys were not so particular about it. For some reason, Liu Xiaoman was pushed and shoved by Li Mengwang and the others to the middle position in the penultimate row.

He turned his face around and looked around, Xia Liang was in the last row, although he was right behind him, but selfishly he wanted to stand side by side.

He quietly compared Xia Liang's position and moved in front of him. Before moving twice, the photographer raised his hand and shouted: "Okay, don't move! I said one, two, three, laugh! Just laugh!"

The photographer had an accent and dragged his voice. Someone in the class laughed, and the whole class started laughing.

"I haven't said it yet! You have to wait for me to say 'laugh'! After I say it! Laugh again!" The photographer stood up straight and emphasized to them.

Ban Li laughed even harder.

The laughter at this time is contagious, and the teachers in the front row laughed along with them, and whispered while laughing: "What are these children so silly about?"

"Okay, okay, let's have a good smile! Quick and easy, there are still classes waiting in line behind!" The photographer buried himself behind the camera again, raised his hand and made circles one, two, three.

"one!"

"two!"

When he counted to three, Liu Xiaoman put a hand around his shoulder, Xia Liang bent over and embraced him from behind, and pressed it against his ear in a loose and natural posture, with joy in his voice: "Laugh."

The sun above the head was suddenly dazzling, a gust of wind swept over, and the banyan tree gave off a faint tree fragrance. Liu Xiaoman had no time to be surprised, and looked at the camera with Xia Liang and raised the corners of his mouth.