you have to talk to me

As soon as the school bell rang at noon, Feng Jimeng looked out from the window of the teaching building. The students who ran in the front went down the mountain like tigers, and those who followed behind crossed the border like locusts.He took the last note in a leisurely manner, put the books on the table into the drawer one by one, and put the papers into the file storage box.

When he finished tidying up slowly, the classroom was already empty, only Hou Wen was still lying on the seat in front of him, his pen was moving rapidly.

"Aren't you going to eat?"

Hou Wen didn't turn his head back: "I'll ask Jian Hang to call me back."

"That's not cold."

"It's okay." After writing the last word, Hou Wen finally turned his head, "What about you, are you eating bread again?"

Feng Jimeng shook her head: "I'll go out to eat."

When he walked up to Hou Wen, Feng Jimeng saw that he was doing the homework assigned by the English teacher in the morning, glanced at him, and pointed out Hou Wen's mistake: "This is D."

Hou Wen looked at Feng Jimeng, and finally asked his doubts: "Feng Jimeng, how did you learn English? Teach me."

"The international school I attended in elementary school is bilingual."

"...Okay, let's go."

"Or you can memorize a few more texts."

"Recite the text?" Hou Wen frowned three times, twisting into a painful expression, "Is this useful?"

"I don't know, anyway, I didn't do anything else, just memorized the text."

"Then you should go."

Seeing Hou Wen's tired expression, Feng Jimeng abnormally didn't walk away, but persuaded him: "Actually, going to have a meal doesn't take much time, and I don't care about it for a while."

Maybe the half-term results were really a big blow to Hou Wen. After the half-term, he had almost no entertainment at all. Except for going to the toilet, he just squatted in the classroom, and Jian Hang did it for him.If going to the toilet can be done for me, Feng Jimeng has no doubt that Hou Wen will let Jian Hang go too.

Hou Wen put away the English exercise book and pulled out the math paper.

"Is there any way, I can study for a while. Do you know that the third year of senior high school will be divided into classes? I heard that there are many students this year, and there will be an extra rocket class in the science department. It is less than a month before the end of the semester. This is my last class." Chance."

"Oh, come on." Feng Jimeng was about to leave, but Yang Fan was still waiting for him to eat.

Hou Wen asked again: "What about you, don't you want to go to the rocket class?"

"I can't get my grades."

"Let's try it, just in case. Jianhang will go to the rocket class next semester, and we'll be in another class, plus Zhang Jiarui."

Feng Jimeng smiled: "Can you make up a table of mahjong?"

Hou Wen also smiled: "It's not impossible."

Feng Jimeng waved away, Hou Wen's smile fell silent, and he bowed his head again.

He knew it wasn't as simple as he said, but it was a fact that Jian Hang was going to rocket class next semester, even if he still wanted to stay with him, his mother wouldn't let it.

From childhood to adulthood, Jian Hang stayed with him, and so did Hong Zhong.He was admitted in advance by one of the top key high schools in Ning City in the third year of junior high school, but he refused without telling his family. Later, when the matter was revealed, he was severely beaten by his mother.This time, it was Hou Wen's turn to fulfill his promise and accompany Jian Hang to the rocket class.

Hou Wen realized that people are not equal by nature earlier than others.Hou Wen's and Jian Hang's parents are both teachers of Hongcheng Chengwang Primary School, and they live in the school's welfare housing, and the two families face each other.At that time, the two mothers were pregnant at almost the same time, and they joked that if it was a boy and a girl, they would order the baby to kiss.As a result, two boys came out one after the other, Hou Wen came out earlier, fifteen days older than Jian Hang.

With similar family backgrounds and the same growth environment, the two mothers ate meals together during pregnancy and sat together during confinement, but their children were quite different.Since he was a child, Hou Wen was in poor health. Before going to school, he suffered from frequent minor illnesses and took medicine three times a day.Jian Hang is always alive and well, never going to the hospital.

After going to school, Jian Hang played all day long, but he was faster than Hou Wen in recognizing words and counting numbers faster than him.Hou Wen felt the pressure brought by his peers at a very young age. He knew to concentrate on his studies early on, but he still failed the exam.Not only that, but because of his frail body, he was classified as the doormat in the class. If it wasn't for Jian Hang who often helped him out, he might become the main target of bullying by the "bad boys".

When he was in junior high school, he was very jealous of Jian Hang for a while, and his jealousy even became a kind of motivation, but if he failed the exam, he still failed.When the jealousy became unbearable, he took the initiative to stay away.As a result, Jian Hang failed the exam at the end of that semester, was criticized by the teacher in class, and was severely beaten by his mother when he returned home. If it weren't for Hou Wen's parents to fight, his ass would have blossomed.The most serious punishment was the Spring Festival of that year, when all his New Year's money was handed over, and Hou Wen paid for all the eating, drinking and playing together during the whole winter vacation.When school started with an empty wallet, Hou Wen finally experienced an emotion more painful than jealousy.So back to good.

So what he should do now is to catch up with Jian Hang, go to the rocket class together, and go to the same university together.

Feng Jimeng opened the door and entered the room, the food on the table was already set, Yang Fan was sitting at the table playing with his mobile phone and waiting for him.

"Wash your hands and eat."

"Ah."

Yang Fan knew that Feng Jimeng would eat a piece of bread most of the time at noon, so he was obliged to take over this task, and ordered Feng Jimeng to come to his house for dinner at noon from now on.

When Feng Jimeng came out after washing his hands, he saw that his rice bowl was full of vegetables.

"Why are you 10 minutes late today?"

Feng Jimeng ate a lot, and made room to talk to Yang Fan.

"I chatted with Hou Wen after school."

Yang Fan nodded: "Yes. Eat quickly, and take a nap after eating."

"I'm not in the habit of taking a nap."

"If you want to sleep, half an hour is enough, take a break, and you will be more efficient in the afternoon."

Feng Jimeng nodded, and said after a while: "Hou Wen told me to work hard to go to the rocket class, and next semester there will be an extra science class, and the top [-] in the grade can get in."

"Do you want to come in?"

Feng Jimeng hesitated for a while and didn't speak.

"Actually, if you want me to say, it doesn't make much sense whether you take the rocket class or not. You can learn at your own pace."

"But you don't want me to improve my grades." Feng Jimeng suddenly felt a little emotional, "I remember everything you told me before."

Yang Fan laughed twice: "This is enmity with me, and now you are coming to me to settle the matter?"

Feng Jimeng buried her head and did not speak, but she really had that meaning on her face.He still remembered what Yang Fan had said to provoke him, and he was still gambling with the tone of the bet. Even before the bet was over, he was already with Yang Fan.

Yang Fan added another bowl of chicken soup for him.

"You may have misunderstood me. Learning and grades are not the end, but the means. Getting into a university through this means is only one of the purposes. The more important purpose is what you give and gain in the process."

"University is also not an end. The real purpose is that you will gain a foothold, choose, and walk in this society in the future. And this requires you to have purpose, motivation, and methods. Whether it is the competition for the college entrance examination, or the various aspects of going to university in the future This kind of practice is all about teaching you how to choose your own goals, how to get motivated, and use the method that suits you to achieve this goal."

"You see, the knowledge in high school has far exceeded our daily needs, but going to university, master's degree, and doctoral degree, except for a small piece of professional knowledge, 90.00% of it will not be used after so many years of study. But it’s not really useless, it will allow you to make choices about your life at a higher level.”

"How to live comfortably and how to obtain happiness are the ultimate issues in life, but for this question, everyone will give their own answer... Forget it, anyway, you will know it later."

"……Oh."

Feng Jimeng stared blankly at Yang Fan, and the chopsticks stopped at some point.

"Don't be in a daze, eat quickly, drink up the soup, and eat this plate of vegetables." Yang Fan had already eaten, put down his chopsticks, and turned the vegetables to Feng Jimeng.

"Ah."

After lunch, Yang Fan spread his legs crossed on the sofa, smoking and watching TV, and told Feng Jimeng to go to bed, saying he would call him in half an hour.

Feng Jimeng dawdled, and finally came over and lay down on the sofa.

"Go to sleep in the room?"

"Go to bed and sleep for a long time."

Yang Fan glanced at him, said nothing, put out the cigarette, muted the TV, and closed the balcony curtain.He took a pillow and stuffed it under Feng Jimeng's neck, but Feng Jimeng took it away.

"Do you sleep without a pillow?"

Feng Jimeng didn't speak, and after a while, she curled up and rubbed against her.He turned his face into the sofa, buried his face, and rested his head on Yang Fan's lap.

Yang Fan looked down at him for a while, only saw a red ear, didn't say anything, put his arm around Feng Jimeng's shoulder, and lifted him up to make him lean more comfortably.

Half an hour later, Yang Fan shook him awake.

Feng Jimeng rubbed his eyes and sat up, Yang Fan slightly moved his numbed thigh twice.

"I'm so sleepy..." Feng Jimeng closed his eyes and leaned on Yang Fan's shoulder, "I said I shouldn't take a nap."

Without letting him get close, Yang Fan stood up: "I'll wake up in a while." As he spoke, he went to the refrigerator to bring a glass of mint water to Feng Jimeng.

After taking a bite, Feng Jimeng shivered, and woke up more than half of it after dozing off.

Yang Fan gave him another pot of soaked chrysanthemum water: "Take it to drink in the afternoon, don't drink Coke all the time."

Feng Jimeng unscrewed the lid and put it under his nose to sniff, then immediately took the kettle away.

"Is that an exaggeration?" Yang Fan took the kettle and took a sip, "It's delicious. It's hot, so drink some fire." He put the kettle back into Feng Jimeng's hand, and led him along the way hand, "Go, I'll see you off."

"Do not bother."

Yang Fan opened the curtain, and the noon sun was shining brightly outside: "It's quite hot outside. It just so happens that I send you off to the shop, it's not a problem."

When they reached the school gate, Feng Jimeng didn't get off the bus immediately.Yang Fan turned his head to look at him for a while, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Feng Jimeng said thoughtfully: "Brother, I don't think we are in love."

"What's the matter, are you not satisfied when you get it?"

"No, satisfied, you are very good to me." Feng Jimeng turned to stare at Yang Fan, awkwardly, "It's a bit like taking care of a son."

Yang Fan laughed twice, then suddenly stretched out his hand to hook Feng Jimeng's neck, tilted his head and leaned forward, grabbed Feng Jimeng's mouth and kissed it hard for a minute, and only let go when Feng Jimeng began to gasp .

"What about now? Is it like falling in love?"

It was so sudden, Feng Jimeng hadn't reacted yet, she looked at Yang Fan stupidly, and didn't know what to say.

"Okay, let's go down, have a good class in the afternoon, and don't think about dating."

After Feng Jimeng realized it, she immediately opened the door, her face flushed, and she ran towards the school gate.