I suspect you are not a good student

When the two arrived at the barbecue stand, the riverside was bustling.

"Did you like to come here before?" Zhou Shiyi felt that Xie Chuhong's previous family background did not seem like someone who would come here.

Sure enough, Xie Chuhong: "After you move out of school and live alone, I will pass by one night."

As for why he passed by, Xie Chuhong can't remember. He only remembers that he was attracted by the fireworks here at that time, and there was a feeling that no matter what happened outside, the signboard would be lit up here, rain or shine, which made people feel very relaxed.

This time, Xie Chuhong was a little curious about Zhou Shiyi's drinking capacity.

Zhou Shiyi persuaded: "I don't know how much I can drink, so don't drink any more."

The previous two glasses of red wine had already made the young man's face rosy, which was contrasted by the messy scene of the river behind him.

But Xie Chuhong refused: "It doesn't matter beer, last time it was because I accidentally drank white."

"If I'm also drunk, who will carry you back?" Zhou Shiyi was a little helpless, took the pen and paper from Xie Chuhong, and decided to order himself, "I'll treat you to this meal, my mother gave it to me to buy it for you I haven't figured out how to spend the gift money yet."

Xie Chuhong waved his hand: "That's good, let's eat."

It is not that Yan Ruoruo is exaggerating to say that he does not lack anything, it is indeed what he wants, and no one else can deliver it: "So your coat, you promised to show it to my mother, why did it end up stuffed in your schoolbag?" .”

"It wasn't meant to be worn by your mother." The two of them hadn't eaten well at home just now, and Zhou Shiyi wrote with a pen without raising his eyes.

Xie Chuhong stared at the man and thought for three seconds. Zhou Shiyi decisively raised his hand and asked the boss to place an order before he came to a conclusion. His eyes were full of begging for mercy: "Just pretend you don't know, give me a chance."

Xie Chuhong was happy: "Okay."

His brother is really cute.

Zhou Shiyi looked away as if nothing had happened: "Did you learn some kind of mind-reading technique? Why do you know everything?"

Xie Chuhong mysteriously hooked his finger at him.

Zhou Shiyi leaned over but heard: "Tell me secretly, have you held this question in your heart for a long time, and wanted to ask me early in the morning?"

Zhou Shiyi: "..."

Come on, mind reading is a real hammer.

Later, when it came to reading, Xie Chuhong poked his pig's brain and brought it up first: "I said you will know sooner or later."

"Then did you actually want to save money to go to Beijing to go to Beijing to relieve the burden on your uncles and aunts?" Even if Zhou Shiyi didn't understand it carefully, he knew that the tuition fees of international schools would not be cheap, "You were still watching in the toilet yesterday. Air ticket to Beijing."

"Or I've always been unwilling to tell you." As he spoke, Xie Chuhong began to gulp down his stomach with alcohol, "Earn money by myself to go to school or something, it's too high school, I want to save face."

"So every time you take the exam...do you really not try your best?" Zhou Shiyi felt incredible.

In his heart, Xie Chuhong's grades were good enough, but it turned out that he was not going all out.

Thinking about it this way, Bai Siming's harshness to him is not only not unreasonable, but even a bit extraordinary, which can be seen.

"Otherwise, do you think that uncle can ask me where I want to study without any burden?" Xie Chuhong held the bottle and poured himself wine.

Zhou Shi was taken aback for a moment: "What do you mean?"

"It means that my current grades are more than the top and the bottom is more than the bottom. There is no need to go to Beijing to study in a school that is not as good as the University of Hong Kong. He has already estimated in his heart that he thinks that I can save the expenses here, so he will send my brother. Go to an international school's mind."

"When I was in the past, my mother wanted me to go, but my father didn't agree." Xie Chuhong likes to hold his face no matter where he goes, and starts to sit when no one is watching. "And Wang Ni. Wang Ni I have always been interested in painting, and I should become an art student in the future, which is not a small expense."

The wind from the river was chilling on people.

Xie Chuhong lowered his eyes and picked at the cumin-stained, roasted leeks on his plate: "Uncle Wang is a very good person, he is good to my mother, and he is also good to me. If I can go to Beijing, he will definitely send me there... ..."

After that, Zhou Shiyi understood without saying anything.

As an only child, he never considered how expensive it was to study in Beijing in the past. He felt that it was no different from going to elementary school or middle school, and it was natural for his parents to pay for living expenses.

But Xie Chuhong is different. He has two younger brothers and sisters with bigger gaps.

If at this time, his grades still show a promising trend in Qingbei, uncle will definitely feel psychological pressure.

"Then... isn't it possible to work part-time? When you go to university, work harder and work part-time?"

Zhou Shiyi tried hard to give different answers, but the results were not very good.

He even read pampering in Xie Chuhong's eyes looking over with his head raised, as if he was indifferent to his childish words: "Well, let me think about it... If your child can obviously go to the University of Hong Kong in the future and be close to home, The expenses are low, and you can see him anytime, are you willing to let your child travel thousands of miles to Beijing?"

"It doesn't matter to boys, if the cost of living is less, it will be less, but brother, are you not afraid that your child will be laughed at and feel inferior because of the economic disparity in school? Are you not afraid that his frugality will damage his body? He is so comfortable at home, are you willing to work part-time for him to work and study?"

Every time Xie Chuhong asked a question, the bewilderment in Zhou Shi's eyes increased a little. These questions were far away from him and unrealistic. He didn't have the confidence to speak himself: "Just take it as training?"

Xie Chuhong was always smiling, but his drunken eyes had lost focus: "It's not that I haven't been rich..."

Given his brother's growth environment, it may be difficult to understand that he is actually living a life from luxury to frugality, and it will be even harder for him to leave his hometown, how could Yan Ruoruo bear it.

"My mother is a very soft-hearted person. She doesn't want me to be wronged anymore. She doesn't ask me anything, as long as I am happy and healthy."

Just as Zhou Shiyi wanted to say that his aunt's attitude clearly wanted him to go out, he heard Xie Chuhong say it again.

"It's true that I can't afford to study, but if it were you, would you be willing to make your family's financial difficulties just for you to study? My self-esteem can't stand it."

"My brother is my uncle's child, I am not."

"I'm the oldest in my family, and the University of Hong Kong is good enough, and Qingbei is not something I can go to if I want to."

Zhou Shiyi: "Let's try it first..."

Xie Chuhong laughed: "The result is already very good, there is no need to waste effort."

Zhou Shiyi was completely silent.

He privately felt that this kind of mentality of avoiding trouble was wrong, and getting a good score in the test was definitely not a "waste of effort", but that day Xie Chuhong said that he was still a child, and he was still stuck in his heart when he said that he didn't understand empathy.

Zhou Shiyi forced himself to try to think from his point of view.

If Xie Chuhong went to Beijing, his mother would definitely not want him to be wronged, but if he wasn't wronged, his brother's going to an international school would be hanging in the balance.

In the final analysis, it was Wang Ni's father's money that was spent, and what was made up here was missing there, and Xie Chuhong couldn't accept this the most.

What is placed in front of them now is an unsolvable problem.

At least for them who had just grown up at that time, yes.

"I'm sorry..." Zhou Shi said in a muffled voice.

Xie Chuhong continued to pour the wine: "Why are you apologizing again? It's my problem."

"No, I took it for granted." Zhou Shiyi felt ashamed of his previous small stomach, obviously of the same age, "I didn't even know you thought so much."

"Actually, I don't think much about it." Xie Chuhong narrowed his eyes, "It's just a little too much for me."

The noisy chatting and yelling around was still heard, but the small table booth between the two of them was quiet.

The way Zhou Shi kept looking at him made Xie Chuhong feel cute, so he raised his eyelids and asked him, "What are you doing looking at me like that, it's like liking me, it's easy to be misunderstood."

Zhou Shiyi thought at the time, a misunderstanding is a misunderstanding.

Xie Chuhong seemed to hear his inner voice, and said with a smile on his face, "Only three-year-olds who can recite the Three Character Classic are called 'geniuses'. Maybe you think I'm special now, but I won't be in the future."

No one knows if they will have a day when they will be obliterated by everyone.

Xie Chuhong looked at the wine glass and smiled: "It's not me who is charming, it is."

The sound fell, and the barbecue table was silent for a few seconds.

Xie Chuhong heard what he just said, first of all he amused himself, waved his hand and called Zhou Shi to pack him up and take him away, he was really drunk.

But Zhou Shiyi didn't move, and chose to "take advantage of the fire": "Then you and Bai Siming were arguing about something that day, or was it because of grades?"

Xie Chuhong was unpredictable: "That would be even more embarrassing."

"How embarrassing?" Zhou Shiyi sat up straight.

Xie Chuhong was about to open his mouth with the answer in his mouth, but suddenly changed into a smile: "I'll tell you when I become my boyfriend!"

Zhou Shiyi: "..."

Is this drunk, or not drunk?

Xie Chuhong was dissatisfied: "Brother, why didn't you ask me what I made a wish at all?"

Zhou Shiyi shook his head silently: No more.

Speaking of this, it is a bit difficult not to guess whether he wants a boyfriend.

Zhou Shiyi took the initiative to fill him with wine and said, "Go ahead and drink two more sips, so I can go straight away."

As expected, Xie Chuhong got drunk again.

Zhou Shiyi had already switched from the opposite side of the table to Xie Chuhong's side, almost leaning on the chair and looking drunk.

Zhou Shiyi reckoned that he had the last sip left, but someone in a drunken state suddenly said, "Shall I tell you another secret..."

The person in front of him is holding the wine glass, his cheeks are flushed, from the base of his ears to his eyes, his knuckles are red, and the sparkles in his eyes staring at you, Zhou Shi feels a little drunk just looking at you: "As long as you don't tell What did I wish for?"

Xie Chuhong shook his head wildly: "No, no..."

Zhou Shiyi: "Can I carry you away?"

"No!" Xie Chuhong shook his head even harder, "If I tell you, you absolutely must not tell anyone...especially Wang Ni!"

This grudge, Zhou Shiyi laughed and cooperated: "Don't tell her."

After getting a satisfactory answer, Xie Chuhong curled up his lips a little while he was half asleep and half awake. He was still lying on the table and couldn't get up, so he hooked his fingers at him again. Live leaning over.

Xie Chuhong stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around his neck, then put his steaming lips to Zhou Shiyi's ear, and whispered wildly: "The secret is, brother, you are so handsome today."

Zhou Shiyi's heart suddenly became hot.

When he came back to his senses, he looked back at Xie Chuhong, only to find that Xie Chuhong had closed his eyes and fell asleep with his neck against his neck.

The atmosphere of the barbecue stand is still lively, and the red lights all over the sky are printed in the river.

The bragging and drinking guests continued, and no one noticed their corner.

The peach-blossom-faced boy snuggled up to Zhou Shiyi's neck, and the cool evening wind slowly blowing from the river surface touched Zhou Shiyi's hot heart, making him feel ridiculously stupid.

After listening to this person's "" theory earlier, he was actually fascinated by ghosts, and he really carefully discerned in his heart what attracted him.

But there are so many of them, and the only one that has something to do with him is actually the one in his arms.

Zhou Shiyi finally took out the coat that he had hidden for a day from his bag, and took it out for someone to put on.

Xie Chuhong seemed to have noticed something, as if he knew it was going to be given to him, obediently wrapped himself in the coat, and murmured two words: "Mine."

"yours."

Zhou Shiyi was laughed at by his shrewd and confused appearance. Just as he was about to help zip it up, the drunk man who couldn't keep his eyes open grabbed the back of his hand and said domineeringly, "It's mine too."

Zhou Shiyi was silent for two seconds: "It's all yours."