Xiaoman

The results of the entrance exam came down, Liu Xiaoman couldn't say it was good.

His ranking in the class went up, from third to second.The ranking of the grade slipped by more than ten, and directly fell out of the top fifty.

The No.1 in the class is still Han Xuebi, and she has also slipped down in grades, but the slide is not big, and the fluctuation of the top five is not a problem.

In other words, compared with the results of the last final exam this time, their class has lost points across the board.

Shang Liangshan's face turned dark, and after the evening self-study results were released, he called the top ten one by one to chat alone.

When it was his turn to call Liu Xiaoman, Li Meng was restless in his seat and kept moving his buttocks: "Is Ah Shan drifting away? This is the standard our class should have, okay, what kind of important class is he pretending to be?"

Wang Chao rested his pen on his chin, but he still maintained his level. He cast a glance at Li Meng: "You are worthy of making a great leap forward."

"That's still a bit hypocritical," Li Meng said in a relaxed state as if he had survived a catastrophe, "but compared to the time when he copied Liu Xiaoman and made the top [-], this time it's more real."

"How is your grandfather doing now?" Shang Liangshan asked Liu Xiaoman without directly mentioning his grades.

"Wake up, ready to recover." Liu Xiaoman didn't look at him, his eyes were lightly fixed on Shang Liangshan's calf.

"My family's illness will definitely affect my studies, you," Shang Liangshan pursed his lips, telling Liu Xiaoman that he can't say that he will work harder next time, and no one will work harder than him. "It's normal to adjust your own state. The papers this time are also more difficult, about the tenth or eleventh week, your mid-term exam is coming soon, when the time comes..."

Liu Xiaoman maintained his usual peaceful expression, he seemed to be listening to Shang Liangshan, but his mind was actually slow, and he started to lose his mind after listening to a few words.

It has nothing to do with the difficulty of the paper. If it is really difficult, the whole grade should be affected together.

He just regressed.

Whether you are in good condition, whether your grandfather is sick, or whether you perform poorly, they are all excuses. The college entrance examination doesn’t care how you feel or whether you can’t sleep well for a few days. The results on the final score slip are everything.

"In short, don't put too much pressure on yourself. The main purpose of the exam is to dig out the loopholes in your studies." Shang Liangshan said that he didn't respond after seeing him for a long time, so he just comforted him directly. The more questions you have, the more advantage you have."

"En." Liu Xiaoman nodded, "Thank you teacher."

"If you have worries or difficulties, you can tell me." Shang Liangshan looked at him.

Liu Xiaoman thanked him again.

Shang Liangshan couldn't say anything, so he patted him: "Okay, let's go in."

Liu Xiaoman understands what Shang Liangshan said.

He values ​​every exam, just like he told Xia Liang, all he can do is study.So he was disappointed if he failed the exam. At the same time, he didn't need anyone to tell him that he didn't have so much time to lose. What he had to do was to quickly analyze the test papers and make up for the weak knowledge points.

Fan Yiyang is not very surprised by his performance this time, the pressure will inevitably affect his state, either extraordinary or abnormal.

The two of them didn't go home directly after school. They went to Liu Xiaoman's classroom to solve the most serious problems of losing points, and reorganized their train of thought and direction. They didn't say anything else.

When Liu Xiaoman arrived home, Aunt Mei was changing her shoes and was about to go out. Seeing him coming back, she breathed a sigh of relief: "Your father said you didn't go to the hospital, and he didn't answer your phone calls. I was just about to go out and look for you."

"I'm at school." Liu Xiaoman was a little surprised. He knew that if Fan Yiyang didn't come home for too long, Aunt Fan would look for him. Although Xia Liang was often called back to be beaten, she would also look for him.

When grandpa was still at home, no matter what he was going to do, he would make an appointment with him about when he would come back. It was the first time for him to experience someone going out to look for him.

It felt kind of... magical.

"Just come back. If I'm still worried, I know how to walk to the vegetable market. I don't know where to find you." Aunt Mei said, and went into the kitchen to serve him something to eat.

Liu Xiaoman went to wash his hands. Hearing what she said, he suddenly realized that it was true. It had been two months since Aunt Mei brought Cancan and Liu Yong here, and she hadn't visited anywhere except the hospital.

It's not easy.

He glanced at Cancan, who was usually lying on the sofa watching TV.

"Your grandfather is unhappy again today." Aunt Mei came out of the kitchen with some pies, and told him about Grandpa's situation today.

"Greedy, Cancan has a bag of shrimp crackers, I really want it." Aunt Mei called Cancan over, gave him a piece of pie, and patted his buttocks for him to eat, "How dare you give him something to eat? He kept coughing, and then got angry again, your father wanted to turn over, but he was pouted and refused to move."

Liu Xiaoman imagined that scene, chewing the cake dryly.

"Drinking porridge, I choked on nothing." Aunt Mei pushed the porridge bowl forward and smiled, "Just like a child."

"You still want to grab my shrimp crackers!" Cancan answered on the sofa.

"Eat yours!" Aunt Mei glared at him.

"I'll go see him tomorrow." Liu Xiaoman said with drooping eyelids.

"I think he misses you too." Aunt Mei handed him another piece of pie, "Eat another one, I've lost all my weight these days."

Liu Xiaoman shook his head.

How can I eat it.

No appetite at all.

After washing and returning to the room, he turned on his phone and saw three missed calls, one was from Xia Liang, and the other two were from unknown numbers, which should be Aunt Mei.

He saved the number, went to WeChat and sent Xia Liang "just arrived home"

"Go to the hospital?" Xia Liang called quickly.

"No, the test paper is down, Brother Yangyang, go and give me a lecture." Liu Xiaoman said to Xia Liang while lying on the bed.

Xia Liang said "Oh" and asked him, "How did you do in the exam?"

"Not very good." Liu Xiaoman said.

"It's really difficult." Xia Liang didn't ask specifically, "Our head teacher also scolded us all night."

"What about you?" Liu Xiaoman asked him, "Have you kept improving?"

"The ranking has moved up a few points, and the score is not as high as last time." Xia Liang said simply.

Liu Xiaoman stared at the ceiling in a daze for a while.

If there was anything more unacceptable than his own slipping grades, it was Xia Liang's slipping.

Transferring to another school, being beaten, doing the papers like a different person, tossing and tossing so much every day, the result is still slipping.

"It's okay, it's not long before the midterm exam, when the time comes..." He subconsciously brought out what Shang Liangshan said, trying to comfort Xia Liang.

"I'm fine," Xia Liang smiled, "I'm afraid you won't be able to take it anymore and cry on the table like last time."

"It's so easy to cry." Liu Xiaoman closed his eyes tiredly, "I didn't cry last time."

"I was here last time." Xia Liang said.

Just such a sentence, four words, Liu Xiaoman seemed to have been beaten by life. He wanted to pretend that nothing happened, but he pretended all the way, when suddenly someone hugged him and said, "Why are your legs lame?" "Similarly, all the emotions and patience of these days will collapse at once.

He opened his mouth and hung up the phone.

You have to hang up, or the next sentence will be I want to see you.

Xia Liang will definitely come, and then go home and be beaten.

- i did the question

-Brother Liang, see you on Qingming holiday

- Take the mid-term exam well

He keyed out the words one by one, and sent them to Xia Liang.

It took Xia Liang a while to reply to him.

-good

This meeting, which was postponed twice, did not wait until the Qingming holiday.

One week before the mid-term exam, perhaps due to the change of seasons, my grandfather had a fever in the middle of the night, and his body couldn't bear it, so he developed pneumonia directly.

"That's all I'm afraid of," said the doctor.

Liu Xiaoman didn't dare to relax for a day after the entrance exam, and the other students were more or less distracted. Even if there was a mid-term exam before the Ching Ming holiday, they couldn't get nervous——After chatting with Xia Liang that night, it was pleasing to the eye After looking at the crowd, Luo Hao was talking about who's birthday he was going to celebrate.He was not interested in clicking on it, and his time was full because he was reading questions in class and watching his grandfather.

As a result, when he woke up the next morning, Aunt Mei told him in a panic that Grandpa had entered the intensive care unit again.

Liu Xiaoman had no idea how those few days passed.

He didn't care about anything, he went to the hospital all morning, was driven back to class by Aunt Mei in the afternoon, and went straight to the hospital to guard after school in the evening.

After watching for three nights in a row, it was useless for Aunt Mei to tell him anything. He was really scared, afraid that when he devoted himself to his studies, his grandfather would suddenly disappear.

God seems to hold a steelyard at any time, the left side is for studying, and the right side is for grandpa, and he is not allowed to be biased towards either side.

It wasn't until the fourth day, when the inflammation subsided and his grandfather's signs stabilized, that he heaved a sigh of relief and felt terribly tired at the same time.

"I have to go home and sleep. Don't you have an exam in two days? You don't look like a person anymore!" Aunt Mei carried him home.

He went to the hospital after self-study at ten o'clock in the evening, and it was almost two o'clock when he got home downstairs.

Seeing a shadow standing beside the corridor, he felt that this person looked a bit like Xia Liang.

Then it suddenly occurred to him that he hadn't contacted Xia Liang in the past few days, so he had to send a message as soon as he got home.

He walked forward while thinking, and before he could recover, Aunt Mei let out a "hey" and pointed at the shadow: "He's not your one..."

Liu Xiaoman stopped in a daze.

The shadow came out from the shadow of the corridor, it was Xia Liang who had not seen for more than a month.

"The week I ignored you." Xia Liang's eyes were bloodshot, and his body smelled of smoke. He stood there for hours, his lips were dry, and his voice was rough. "So you were in this mood."

Aunt Mei looked at him in astonishment, then turned to look at Liu Xiaoman.

Liu Xiaoman opened his mouth, wanting to call "Brother Liang", but looking at Xia Liang's appearance, he couldn't make a sound for a long time.

Both Liu Xiaoman and Xia Liang failed in the midterm exam in the second semester of high school.

After the results came out, the school was on holiday. It was supposed to be a three-day Ching Ming holiday on the [-]th, [-]th, and the school made adjustments.

Shang Liangshan didn't have a chance to talk to him, so when he got home, Liu Xiaoman stared at him and Xia Liang's results of two consecutive landslides for a long time.

He has the habit of recording his grades, he learned from Fan Yiyang, and draws a curve table, and it is clear at a glance whether each stage is up or down.

After getting together with Xia Liang, he added Xia Liang's grades. The two people's grades are put together. Since the end of last semester, he has been skating.

The message on the phone was buzzing, so he picked it up to take a look. Li Meng circled him in that group, as if he was discussing where to go tomorrow.He didn't look carefully, and just turned off the group message when Xia Liang called.

"I'll find you tomorrow." He said directly, "Don't fucking mention the exam to me again."

"Tomorrow... I'm going to the hospital." Liu Xiaoman paused before saying.

"Then go to the hospital to find you." Xia Liang hung up the phone after finishing speaking.

Xia Liang went to the hospital to meet Liu Xiaoman in the evening of the next day, and it was the time when they agreed to have dinner together, but he couldn't come.

He wanted to go there at noon, and he did wake up and start packing up, but it still took him a whole half a day to stalemate with his mother.

"My friend gave you a birthday?" My mother put on a sarcasm, and set up a table with meals ordered from the hotel. "The exam is like a joke. Do you still have the face to go out for your birthday?"

"Who told you to give birth to me, this day is like a joke." Xia Liang looked at her expressionlessly, "Didn't I talk to you last time, I will tell you in advance when I go out in the future, and I will come back if you let me..."

"A few nights ago, I asked you to come back after school. You stayed out until midnight, did you come back?" Mom interrupted him, "Then give me a bad score in the test, Xia Liang, who is more important for me to talk to?" Like farting?"

"Just today." Xia Liang looked at her for a long time, pursed his lips, and for the first time used a tone of weakness in front of his mother, "Today I want to spend it with my...friends. After today, I will put my mind to It's all about studying."

Having said this, he felt that he was really not qualified to say that his mother talked fart, he would focus on his studies, and he had to let Liu Xiaoman go if he didn't let him go.

But there must be two, three, four, five points left for Liu Xiaoman.

"Have a meal with me first." The mother and son let each other hang out for a while, and the mother pointed to the opposite side of the dining table for Xia Liang to sit down.

After leaving home, Luo Hao called him again, scolding him for being dishonest, my brother had arranged several restaurants, and planned to celebrate his birthday before the holiday, but he was released as a pigeon.

"Xia Liang, you are not a human being!" Fang Zheng and the others yelled on the phone.

"Happy April Fool's Day." Xia Liang smiled, "Eat it, and ask me to reimburse you later."

After asking about Grandpa Liu Xiaoman's current ward, he called the cake shop again and asked them to send the cake ordered in the morning to the inpatient department in about half an hour.

Before Xia Liang arrived at the ward, Liu Xiaoman had just been thrown to the ground by his grandfather.

He wanted to drink some water for grandpa, but grandpa was tearing the quilt in a bad mood, and he tried to stop him, but was pushed against his stomach with his knees.

In fact, he didn't have much strength, but he held the cup in his hand and bumped into the bedside table without holding it. When he fell backwards, he also brought down the thermos cup, pouring half of the cup of hot water on his wrist.

"Oh my god!" Aunt Mei shouted when she opened the door carrying a lunch box, and hurried to help Liu Xiaoman, "Is it hot? Ah? When did you get the water?"

"It's not hot, it was hit at noon." Liu Xiaoman stood up with his head down, and shook the water from his sleeves, the back of his hands were still red.

He bent down to pick up something, but Aunt Mei blocked him: "You go, your friend is here, go eat, I'll come here."

Liu Xiaoman turned around and saw Xia Liang at the door.

"Coming?" He smiled at Xia Liang.

Xia Liang didn't say a word, he frowned and took his hand to take a look.

Liu Xiaoman withdrew his hand, walked out with drooping eyelids: "Let's go out first."

At the door, Xia Liang took him directly to the bathroom and showered his hands with cold water.

The corridors of the inpatient department were as usual crowded and noisy.Liu Xiaoman didn't move his hands during this short distance, and followed Xia Liang, looking at his back all the time.

The meeting in the middle of the night before the exam was very hasty. Xia Liang hurried over because he was afraid that something would happen to him. After seeing each other's emaciated appearance, Liu Xiaoman hurriedly drove him away.

Xia Hao seems to have lost weight.

Or because he didn't wear enough clothes in spring, he couldn't remember clearly.

At the same time, he couldn't remember how many times this was the first time he walked through the hospital corridor with Xia Liang.

It seems that after they got acquainted, there are always various reasons to go to the hospital.

Either something happened to his family or Xia Liang was injured. Ever since Xia Liang broke his arm for him, the two of them never had a good time.

Hospitals are really not a good place, they damage people's bodies and wear down people's will.

It shouldn't be a place where people like Xia Liang often come.

Liu Xiaoman's hand that had been poured with hot water was indeed fine, but it was red, and it almost disappeared in the bathroom, Xia Liang still held him for a long time.

"It wasn't popular at first, but it became popular immediately." Liu Xiaoman whispered.

Xia Liang turned off the faucet and took out paper to wipe the water for him.

"Does it hurt?" He asked Liu Xiaoman while rubbing.

Liu Xiaoman shook his head.

"Did you get beaten at home that day?" He asked Xia Liang in turn.

"Can you still fight every day?" Xia Liang smiled, "However, it's his own."

Liu Xiaoman also smiled, glanced at the collar of his coat that covered half of his neck, and said nothing.

After rushing out, the two of them swayed and walked around to the stairwell without knowing it.

The light and scenery of the sunset are very good to see from here, golden and red, with the unique gentle taste of spring breeze.

They walked towards the empty little roof, one in front and one behind, this time it was Liu Xiaoman in front, Xia Liang stepped on his shadow two steps behind.

"Next time you have to do well in the exam, otherwise your mother will be wasted and beaten so much." Liu Xiaoman counted the steps at the bottom of his feet.

"Ah." Xia Liang replied behind him, "Can we not mention the exam today? Let's go eat, there is cake for you today."

"Listen to your mother, as you said, after all, it's your own mother, she must be doing it for your own good, not to harm you." Liu Xiaoman continued.

"You today..." Xia Liang said hesitantly behind him.

Liu Xiaoman didn't seem to hear, and continued: "Your math is so good, the college entrance examination is going to take advantage of it, don't waste yourself."

"You..." Xia Liang wanted to interrupt him.

"When you run out of pens, cover them and put them away. Don't throw them away." Liu Xiaoman stepped on the last step and stood on the small rooftop where they hugged tightly.

"Liu Xiaoman." Xia Liang didn't move anymore, grabbed Liu Xiaoman's hand and pulled it back, making him turn to look at him.

Liu Xiaoman turned around, and looked at Xia Liang for a while, he went down two steps, and stood on the same staircase as him again, they looked at each other, their pupils were bright red with the setting sun.

"Brother Liang," Liu Xiaoman said softly, "Let's separate."

Xia Liang stared at him for two seconds, then smiled: "Are you messing with me?"

"How old is April Fool's Day?" He grabbed Liu Xiaoman's hand a little bit harder, and the speed of his speech couldn't help but also speed up, "Do you know that no matter how good a couple is, you can't take this as a joke?"

Liu Xiaoman just lowered his eyes and pulled his hand out.

"Study is just fucking study, one size is one size, can you fucking figure it out?" Xia Liang still grabbed him hard.

"...It hurts." Liu Xiaoman's voice trembled, tears fell from his eyes.

Xia Liang let go of his hand immediately.

The phone rang in his pocket, it was from the cake shop, Xia Liang was afraid that he would not be able to answer it, so he specially turned the call from silent to ringing.

Liu Xiaoman walked down without hesitation amidst the ringing of the bell.

Xia Liang couldn't care about his phone, and couldn't speak, he just reached out to pull him.

But their direction had already changed, a sleeve dangled between his outstretched fingers, empty, and Liu Xiaoman never looked back.

The author has something to say: keep the clouds open and see the moon