Family Desire [Rebirth]

The winter vacation of the first year of high school passed quickly.In Liangze's infinite fear of the future, and in Min Xiuye's self-confidence that he has planned a plan and planned everything, time and years slipped away from the fingernails without a trace.

During the first few weeks of school, Liangze felt that mathematics had made a qualitative leap, not only in terms of knowledge acquisition, but also in the way of thinking, for which he had to thank Wen Yaan.Each subject has its own unique way of thinking, such as English, oral English and the ability to memorize words are strong basic skills.He has a little understanding of the study of mathematics, but he is still groping.In fact, as long as you work hard, time-honored, and the method is correct, the questions in textbooks and test papers are easy to deal with.

He got a score of 121 in the monthly mathematics exam in the next semester of high school, and the youthful spirit of a high school student returned to him.He saw the monthly exam results list announced on the glass window of the school, and he ranked 45th in the school in the first year of high school.Bloomberg is really at the bottom of the crane, ranking 98th.He took a look at the other grades by the way.At the top of the senior year list is a senior named Huo Minrou.Min Yan ranked third in the sophomore list, 23 points behind the first place, and Jiang Chi ranked [-]rd.Gu Jue was not on the list.

Liangze planned to look at the bookstore near the school after lunch, and buy some tutoring books that were on the shelves recently.For him, he can temporarily immerse himself in the world of books and avoid the distractions of the outside world.

In front of Shen'an Private Middle School.Several scattered small groups occupy a corner, looking around boredly, most of them are senior students who are waiting for someone, or have other purposes, or pass the time.On the left side of the gate, in the corner standing against the wall, surrounded by four or five girls, all dressed in fashion, without exception, wearing the most fashionable brand-name clothes.The girl with the shortest skirt inside is the leader of the small group.The female companion next to her was holding a small makeup mirror, smeared lipstick and said, "Minrou, your skirt is getting cooler and cooler, it's not summer yet!"

Another girl came over, giggling: "She can't wait for the time to be shortened, it's not that others are taking advantage of her, but those elementary school boys are afraid that they will be wiped." The girls surrounded in the center looked lazy. , silent.

"Don't Uncle An talk about you?"

"He's a big star, he can control me?"

"Then your father doesn't care?"

"Are you annoying? The two of them are very tired all day long. How can they have time to care about me?"

The girls who were pushed were not angry, they all knew Miss Huo's temperament, she was rich and generous, and many girls in the school liked to play with her.

"I heard that you've been fishing for an elementary school boy recently, but you haven't started yet?"

"Ah."

"Has it been more than half a year? You can persist enough."

"Who made the other party look so good."

The girl standing in the middle got impatient with what was being said, so she pushed the girls on the outside and walked out.She saw a girl approaching.The girl had a high ponytail, her black hair was waist-length, she was wearing thin light green high heels, and a knee-length pure white chiffon skirt, which was light and flowing.The eyes are very big and black, as if glancing at the green spring water, the lip color is suitable, and the complexion is snow-white.

The girl looked around at the school gate for a few minutes, then slowly walked towards Huo Minrou.She smiled generously, "Is school over now?"

"Well. Are you waiting for a male ticket?"

"No, no, I'm here to find a classmate."

"There's no need to explain, we understand." Several other girls also gathered over, chattering and interjecting.

"What's your boyfriend's name?"

"Min Liangze."

"Wow, Minrou, listen up, your new rival in love!"

Huo Minrou smiled softly, "What nonsense are you talking about? I don't dare to show off all his real girlfriends. Well, wait here for a while. I'm starting to watch him go to the bookstore."

The girl's face gradually turned red, and her head drooped slightly.She couldn't stay under the well-intentioned booing, and fled out, entering the nearest bookstore.As soon as he stood still in front of a row of bookshelves, he saw Liang Ze paying at the cash register.She hurried up behind him and patted his shoulder lightly. "Hey, Min Liangze!"

"Huh, Xia Biyun? You're here too."

"Well. Just go shopping and see if there are any new books."

"Xuebaye, I love studying so much."

"Where." "Then have you found any books you like to read?"

"Uh, yes."

"What book?"

"Hey, look."

"Qi Lixiang, hey, I didn't expect you to be a literary youth. But this collection of poems is very old."

"A good book is timeless. It doesn't mean that classics can only be preserved after being washed by time."

Liangze's heart skipped a beat when he looked at the plainly framed collection of poems in Xia Biyun's hand.After they finished chatting, the sky quickly turned gloomy, and thick clouds gathered rapidly. After a while, there was a fine drizzle of rain in the sky, which was not very heavy, but wet the skirts of passers-by.Liang Ze and Xia Biyun hid from the rain under the eaves, chatting loosely.Later, seeing the rain outside was getting heavier, Liang Ze borrowed an umbrella from a bookstore owner he knew well.

They hurriedly took umbrellas to the milk tea shop opposite the school to shelter from the rain and reminisce about the old days.Liang Ze asked her in a low voice, "What kind of milk tea do you like?"

"Taro flavor."

"Please have a cup of taro milk tea and a glass of lemon juice, thank you."

The two of them spent the rainy time in the milk tea shop. The shop was very quiet and there was no music playing. The rain dripped on the glass and onto the cement window sill.A pot of bright green aloe vera next to a stack of mint leaves on a windowsill.Liangze watched her looking at the two pots of green plants, and asked her: "Do you like to grow flowers and plants at home?"

"Well, I really like it. I like raising prickly pears the most." She turned her head to look at Liangze, and slightly pursed her lips.

"I don't like it, it's troublesome."

"Most of you boys. But I remember you had prickly pears."

"Ha. When? Why can't I remember." Liang Ze scratched his head, a little confused.

"During the second semester of your third year of junior high school, you put a pot of cactus on the table. You don't know, every time you go out after class, the naughty boys passing by your table will always pull out a few thorns."

"Hey, don't you tell them for me?"

"I don't want to say it." Xia Biyun finally got rid of her shyness, and a beautiful smile appeared on her face.

"Another time, your water glass was poured and spilled on my book, and you handed me a whole box of tissues."

"Where, how is it possible"

"You never asked me back."

"Who would remember such a small thing?"

The two of them were sitting by the window, and there was no one around the school.Liangze looked at the watch on his wrist. It was almost time for class, so he said goodbye to Xia Biyun: "I'm going to class. It's still raining a little outside. When the rain stops, you can leave. Remember to return the umbrella to the owner of the bookstore."

"Ah."

At that time, Liang Ze had already walked to the glass door of the milk tea shop, and turned around to show her a bright smile, and said enthusiastically, "You can also come here to play with me in the future."

"it is good."

She also smiled back, seeing Liang Ze walk away, she lowered her head slightly.His eyes glanced at the shriveled black umbrella. The water droplets on the umbrella suddenly merged and merged, then "snorted" and rolled away, dripping to the ground along the stainless steel umbrella handle, forming a small piece of crystal on the tile.It has the turbid smell of rainwater, raw and fishy.

In a trance, she seemed to smell the smell of that time again, the smell of rich perfume, hearing the clamor of parents and candidates, everything in the outside world was blurred, her mind was very firm, following that person, it seemed to hide the world She forgot everything, characters, places, and sentences, but she still remembered the time—June [-], [-].

The author has something to say:

For a while I liked to listen to Faye Wong's You Wait for Me at the End.Nice to hear.