Tsinghua University

After the Spring Festival, the days gradually become longer.At six o'clock the sun set, leaving a faint red tinge on the clouds in the sky.As soon as the get out of class bell rang, everyone in Class [-] ran to the back door like crazy, like a group of refugees fleeing famine.

In less than 5 minutes, the classroom was empty.

Shen Tinglan had never seen such a battle before, and walked out of the classroom in a daze.There were people rushing to the stairs everywhere, and there were shouts: "Hurry up, the cafeteria is running out of food!"

He really wanted to ask that person where the cafeteria was, but he ran too fast and disappeared in a blink of an eye.Shen Tinglan had no choice but to go with the flow, but he felt like a headless chicken, buzzing around.

Fortunately, Shen Tinglan met a tall, thin boy who ran slowly on the third floor. He looked familiar to him. He seemed to be the math class representative of his class. His name was Li Xu.

He chased after him and asked, "Student, do you know where the cafeteria is?"

Li Xu usually doesn't like to communicate with people very much, and he speaks in a soft voice, and sometimes he is not as generous as girls in words and deeds, so he got the nickname "Niang Niang".

Li Xu recognized Shen Tinglan: "It's not too far away, I'll take you there."

When they arrived at the cafeteria, apart from the leftovers, there was only instant noodles.Shen Tinglan bought a bucket of old sauerkraut, and chatted with Li Xu while waiting: "Do you have to grab food like this every day?"

Li Xu showed a very surprised expression: "Huh? Didn't the teacher tell you the work and rest time?"

Shen Tinglan had a bad feeling and shook his head: "No."

Li Xu said softly: "I arrive at school at 45:45 in the morning and leave at 35:[-] in the evening. There are [-] minutes for breakfast, lunch and dinner. There are no Saturdays and Sundays, and I have a day off every three weeks."

Shen Tinglan was stunned for a long time after hearing this, and suspected that he had come to the wrong place: "This is Binhai? Isn't it Hengshui?"

"Hengshui High School Mode." Li Xu lowered his head and tore off the lid of the instant noodle bucket. The noodles hadn't been fully soaked yet, and there were still dry lumps on it.

"Do you have any opinions?" Shen Tinglan asked again.

Li Xu used a fork to stir up the noodles, and flipped them in the soup a few times, "Most of the students who come to No. [-] Middle School are top students. If you don't hurry up to read the books and do the questions, you will soon be left behind."

Shen Tinglan had a steamed bun, not knowing what to say, so he lifted the lid of the instant noodles and ate the half-baked noodles.He regretted it in his heart, if he had known that Binhai No. [-] Middle School was such a place for Shura, he should have ordered four dishes in the cafeteria of his hometown alma mater before, and suffered after a full meal.

Li Xu was used to this fast-paced life, so he finished his noodles in two bites.Shen Tinglan hurried, there was still half a bowl left.He did as the Romans did, and he didn't feel ashamed to eat any more. He finally drank the soup and ran to the teaching building with the crowd.

Class [-] was on the sixth floor. Shen Tinglan strode up the stairs and exhausted himself to the door of the classroom, thinking that it was not easy to eat such a meal, and almost lost half of his life.

He sat down on his seat and said to drink some water, but Yang Yan at the front desk turned around and whispered, "I saw you came in with Li Niang...Li Xu?"

"What's wrong?" Shen Tinglan didn't understand.

Yang Yan said earnestly: "If Li Xu cares about your borrowing money, don't lend it to him. He has something wrong with him. If he doesn't pay back the borrowed money, everyone in our class will ignore him."

"Borrow money or not?"

"Yeah, last semester he started to manage people in his class to borrow money. At that time, everyone lent him back. At first, it was one or two yuan, and later it became ten or twenty yuan. He never repaid the loan. Lao Jiang returned it. I asked him if he encountered any difficulties. He also hesitated, saying that there was an urgent matter at home..."

Yang Yan wanted to say more, but the ready bell sounded in his ear.He quickly shut up, turned his head to open the Chinese textbook, and stumbled to recite "Li Sao".

Jiang Fusheng came in by stepping on the preparatory bell. As soon as he sat down, he skillfully took out two packs of spicy sticks from under his clothes and hid them in the desk before taking off his coat.

Shen Tinglan looked at Jiang Fusheng. In his impression, the monitor had always been synonymous with a good student. After getting along with him for a day, he was sure that Jiang Fusheng had nothing to do with the word "good student".

He was curious about how the little landlord became the monitor.

Suddenly, Jiang Fusheng took out two pieces of chocolate from his pocket, and threw them on Shen Tinglan's table: "It's for you."

He forgot which book he read that said that chocolate secretes a kind of serotonin in the brain, which can make people feel happy.

Because of the old Xie's bloody eight o'clock shift, he hoped that Shen Tinglan would be in a good mood in the new environment.

Shen Tinglan didn't have enough for dinner, but he packed a few small buns in his schoolbag before going to school, so he didn't worry about starving himself.

Out of courtesy, he took a piece of bread and threw it into Jiang Fusheng's table bucket.

Jiang Fu smiled and said nothing, opened the Chinese textbook and picked up the book by heart.

After dinner, there are four self-study classes.It's called self-study, but it's actually an arranged time to do paperwork, and teachers from all subjects will come over to watch students write questions.

Shen Tinglan really experienced what it means to live like a year in Binhai No. [-] Middle School.When the school bell rang, he breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had been released from prison.

The temperature outside was low, and the unevaporated snow on the road during the day froze into ice again.Shen Tinglan rode on a shared bicycle and walked carefully towards home.

About 15 minutes later, Shen Tinglan turned into Changning Street.Because there were no street lights, for the sake of safety, he turned on the small flashlight he carried with him, and with a little light, he pushed the car and walked slowly on the ice.

After a while, he entered the hardware building, but found that many people gathered at the entrance of the corridor of Building 2, who were in a mess and didn't know what they were doing.

Shen Tinglan saw Zhang Pengpeng standing outside her barber shop with a cigarette in his mouth, looking at the group of people in a daze.

Curious, he locked the shared bicycle and asked, "Sister Pengpeng, what happened?"

Zhang Pengpeng puffed out a mouthful of cigarettes: "Zhang Laosan is dead."

"Who is Zhang Laosan?"

"There was a fried skewer seller upstairs on your way. He was hit by a car on the way out, and the grandson who hit him ran away. Zhang Laosan stayed in the hospital for two days, but he still didn't get over it."

After finishing speaking, she threw the half-smoked cigarette on the ground and stomped it out with her foot irritably, "Zhang Laosan's family should have to withdraw the rent. Life was not bad at first, but now that the head of the house is dead, his wife wants a I have three children, one is in elementary school and two are going to kindergarten. This is Binhai...I think they will go back to their hometown."

Shen Tinglan sighed, wondering if it was the smell of cigarettes on Zhang Pengpeng's body, and wanted to smoke one too, and asked, "Sister Pengpeng, do you still have cigarettes?"

"I won't give it to you if you have one. Why are students smoking!" Zhang Pengpeng's tone suddenly became severe, and he turned his head to look at him, "Stop watching the fun here, don't you have to go to school tomorrow? It's none of my business to be punished for being late."

"All right, all right, I'll go right away." Shen Tinglan smiled at her, carried the schoolbag slung across her shoulders, and acted like a good student.

Before Shen Tinglan reached the entrance of the corridor, he heard Zhang Pengpeng calling him from behind, "Talk to your parents and rent another place if you can. This place is not suitable for students to live in."

He knew that Zhang Pengpeng had good intentions, and that the hardware building was not suitable for students to live in, and he had realized it in the past two days.

For example, the neighbor on his left is a street singer who always practices singing during the day.The neighbor on the right is a wine girl who comes back at an uncertain time and always likes to play drunk.

Both of them make it hard to sleep.

But Shen Tinglan didn't intend to tell Shen Qingyi and Xie Zhirong about these situations, perhaps because of the influence of his childhood experience, he instinctively resisted his family.

"Understood." Shen Tinglan replied vaguely, walked through the crowd and went up the stairs.

On the second-floor landing, he met a woman in her early thirties.The woman is dressed in filial piety, her skin is dark, and she is not very good-looking.There were a few tear stains on her face, and her drooping brows showed a sad expression, she was probably the wife of the dead Zhang Laosan.

When Shen Tinglan saw her, his heart moved, and he asked impolitely, "Are you leaving Binhai?"

Hearing this, the woman stopped and raised her red and swollen eyes to look at Shen Tinglan, but shook her head, and replied with some stubbornness: "I won't go."

The corners of the woman's mouth curled up slightly, originally wanting to show a smile.But in a moment, the eyes were red again, and the smile collapsed, "Lao Zhang and I have worked hard here for five years, and we still want to save money to open a shop and let our children go to a good school. How can the days go by? I am not willing to leave , take your time, everything will be fine..."

Knowing that she had lost her composure, she lowered her head again and wiped the corners of her eyes: "I'm going downstairs first, I still have something to do."

Shen Tinglan turned sideways to get out of the way, and waited for the woman to go downstairs before going up.

In the corridor on the second floor, there is a soft singing sound, the tune is like Zhou Xuan's "Night Shanghai".But its sound quality is so poor, it seems to travel through time and space, playing from a record player, and I don't know which tenant is listening to it.

Shen Tinglan returned to her small room, turned on the light, and took out the school uniform she received today from her schoolbag.

After he removed the plastic packaging, he smelled a dye smell. He didn't like the smell and wanted to wash it, but he was worried that it wouldn't be dry in the morning.I had to find two drying racks and hang it in the bedroom to let the smell out.

At this time, the mobile phone on the bed vibrated twice, reminding him that he had received a new message on WeChat.

Shen Tinglan thought it was an old friend, lay down on the pillow, and turned on the phone screen.

【Mom: Is school over yet? 】

【Mom: Make sure you recognize someone. The one standing in the middle is your father.Next to him is your younger brother named Xie Jing Xing, who is studying in No.[-] Middle School.Sitting in the front are grandparents, who will say hello when they meet in the future. 】

Then, Shen Tinglan saw a photo.This is a portrait of Zhang's family. Apart from the people mentioned above by Shen Qingyi, Xie Zhirong is also holding hands with a gentle woman. Everyone is smiling happily.

Obviously, the woman was Xie Zhirong's original wife.

Shen Tinglan didn't know, and she didn't want to think about Shen Qingyi's mood when she sent this photo to herself.He just thought it was ridiculous, and even wanted to laugh, and almost sent out the sentence "You are so willing to be someone's stepmother".

He was so stuffy, he didn't look at the photo again, and subconsciously opened the drawer of the bedside table to find cigarettes, but there was only an empty cigarette case inside.

Shen Tinglan threw the phone aside, put the quilt over her head, and muttered, "Fuck it."

He closed his eyes, trying to restrain himself from thinking about these messy things.But the face of Zhang Laosan's wife appeared in his mind, and her voice echoed softly in his ears:

"Take it easy, everything will be fine..."

will it be ok?

hope so.

Shen Tinglan thought about it for a while, and gradually fell asleep.

When he woke up again, it was already five o'clock in the morning. After washing and dressing, he was ready to go to school. When he arrived at the living room, he saw the saxifrage.

It bloomed early, a few small flowers, very beautiful.

The author has something to say: My high school classmates are all like devils. They are all smart and hardworking. In that kind of environment, if you don’t study, you will really feel guilty.

On the day of graduation, a scumbag like me really felt relaxed.