Do you have a scholarly tyranny?

Xi Hu seems to have firmly remembered Wang Qingping's words in his heart.

He himself is still the same, studying harder than before, and he will never be particularly hardworking.But since the last evening self-study, he was a little afraid to approach Tan Siming, afraid that if he kissed or touched him, he would not be able to stop the car.

Both of them are in the period of passionate love, once tasted the forbidden fruit, Xi Hu felt that he would not be able to stop.He thought about it, when the time comes, he will be happy, but Tan Siming is the one who is tired?

Originally, people are already easily disturbed by themselves on the spiritual level, and then they can overwhelm their bodies...

Still let people study hard?

If you really feel itchy, just make up your mind, he must restrain himself.

But restraint is restraint, it is always possible to take a look.

Another day of self-study before school, Xi Hu asked Tan Siming to translate an English article, and asked Tan Siming to translate a sentence, and he changed a sentence of his own.

"Many teenagers feel alone, as if no one understands them and the changes they are going through."

"A lot of teens feel alone, like no one understands them and the changes they're going through."

"Daybyday, everything seems different, yet the same."

"Every day goes by, everything looks so different, yet it's all the same."

"Life everseemstobegoingfastenough;yet, otherways, likearacecar, lifeseemstoberrushingtoofastandevengoingoutofcontrol."

"Life never seems to go fast enough; in other ways, it seems to go too fast and out of control, like driving a race car."

"Has anyone else see ever felt this way?"

Has anyone had the same feeling.

As Xi Hu thought about it, he felt that Tan Siming's English pronunciation was really nice.

A small section of Tan Siming's hair slipped from his ears.

Tan Siming was concentrating on teaching him.

All the attention was on Tan Siming. If Tan Siming said something, he would respond.

He picked it up casually, using a more popular translation: "Do other people feel the same?"

Tan Siming discovered his intention.

"Don't you know how to flip?"

"I don't know what's wrong with him,"

Xu Yanran turned her head from the front, also speechless, and complained to Tan Siming, "Are you okay to go after class just after class? He just went through it for me."

Xu Yanran looked at Tan Siming for a while, and then went to see Xi Hu.Xi Hu felt that gossip flames were slowly rising in her eyes, and hurriedly tried to extinguish them. He laughed a few times, and was finally put off by others.

But for Tan Siming, he didn't want to be perfunctory at all.

"I just wanted to talk to you..."

He just lay on the table like that, as if wronged, as if acting like a baby.The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on his face through the gap of the back door, covering half of the reddishness on his face.

"Wait, it's the weekend soon,"

Tan Siming still remembered the date with Xi Hu, lowered his eyes, and closed the English textbook, "Don't forget then, you have to tell me about your family."

Xi Hu: "..."

Xi Hu felt more and more that Tan Siming was too powerful.

He insisted on not bothering other people for a few days, and he felt uncomfortable like fasting.

How could his concentration be so good?

At a time like this, she didn't forget to ask him to confess!

Is it true that the only way to make people react is to fall down with force? ?

Xi Hu stopped talking, and began to think about how to explain his family affairs to Tan Siming.

-

When Xi Hu was very young, maybe he was only a few months old, his parents divorced.

He followed Xi Junfeng, and his mother never visited him for many years.

Xi Junfeng didn't want to mention this matter, and neither did his grandma. Every time Xi Hu asked, the two of them would send them away together.

Later, Xi Hu finally stopped asking.He just thought that his mother had passed away.

There was a grandma who loved him, and Xi Hu was quite obedient in front of people until junior high school.He didn't care much about Xi Junfeng's indifferent attitude towards him.

On the second day of junior high school, Grandma Xi Hu left.

Before that, Xi Junfeng wanted to move to the provincial capital, but every time he proposed it, the old man didn't agree, so it didn't happen.Xi Hu guessed that Xi Junfeng was probably also afraid of being poked in the back.

As soon as the mourning period was over, Xi Junfeng immediately got ready and asked Xi Hu, "Are you going?"

Xi Hu was very unwilling, he stayed in Yuanxing City well, how could he just leave?

When Xi Junfeng heard this, he didn't hold back at all: "That's fine, then you can stay here by yourself."

So Xi Hu had a big fight with Xi Junfeng.

Without his grandma to mediate, neither of them could control the quarrel.

Xi Hu learned from it that his mother was still there—still in Yuanxing City.

On the one hand, Xi Hu was shocked, but on the other hand, he suddenly felt a little pitiful towards Xi Junfeng.

"Xi Junfeng, what did you do back then to keep my mother from coming?"

He looked at Xi Junfeng, "I mean, so you were abandoned by my mother, so you don't want to see me."

"Since you don't want to see me so much, why do you still treat me as your son?"

Compared with the indifference of his parents, his outspokenness is really nothing.

Xi Junfeng was so excited that he froze at that moment.

Then he got annoyed and beat him to death with the belt.

Xi Junfeng said——

"Yeah, I thought of that woman when I saw you! Do you still think she is your mother? Then you go to her! See if she recognizes you!"

When Xi Hu heard this, he said yes.

It rained heavily that day.

He had just been beaten up hard, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, so he went to find his own mother.

He squatted at the door of the corridor for most of the afternoon, and finally saw a woman who looked exactly like him, holding an umbrella, walking towards him in the rain.

Xi Hu suddenly felt a little apprehensive, and even more expectant.

In the end, that woman didn't even let him in, and told him to get away.

Hearing this, Tan Siming suddenly interjected: "Why?"

"She doesn't even want me, how can she explain so much to me?"

At the end of the story, Xi Hu held Tan Siming's hand and smiled at him, "You know, I have nothing wrong with me, except that I lack love."

"Since then, I have no intention of studying. I smoke, drink and play games every day. I don't change anything. According to what you said, I think I was the top student ahead of you back then."

He doesn't smell a bit of tobacco on him now.

"Then how did you quit smoking?" Tan Siming asked while sitting on the sofa at his house.

It was just the two of them in the living room.It's the weekend now, and the two are dating at his house as agreed.

It's summer, the weather is getting hotter and hotter, and there is no cloud in the sky outside the window.The sun was scorching, followed by the chirping of cicadas, and penetrated into the window.The indoor fan was on, whistling on the two of them.

Xi Hu pulled the man's hand over and bowed his head for a kiss.

He quit smoking because of a friend.

After meeting Datou and Tian Tian, ​​the young couple coaxed and dragged him to a remote village to do volunteer work for left-behind children. They also coaxed his almost closed heart into opening up to the world again. the door.

Datou and Tian Tian told him that children should not smell second-hand smoke and must be given up.So he quit.

Before leaving, each of the group of children opened their nostalgic eyes and sang "Father" to him.

Xi Hu completely figured it out.

In fact, living in this world, how can we not be wronged.

Suffering and grievances will become a person's inner nourishment.Only after being watered and experiencing many heartaches can I grow into a particularly strong person.

Xi Hu didn't know if he could still be considered strong enough.Sometimes he still feels that his hard shell is actually vulnerable.

But there is already this person in front of him, leading him, wanting to go in a better direction.

The author has something to say:

The text is the original text of Growingpains and its translation comes from the Oxford high school English textbook. Please ignore the bug that the sophomores are still reading the compulsory one. Let them review it. Thank you