imaginary rival

This sleep lasted until the next day when Yan's mother came to call for someone.

Jiang Shiyu woke up almost when the sound of footsteps approached. Just as he was about to stand up, he felt something pressing against his clothes. He looked down and saw that it was Yan An who was holding the corner of his clothes. Press on the hem.

"Wake up..." Jiang Shiyu just said, when Yan's mother pushed the door open.

"Hey!" Yan's mother was stunned, and quickly laughed, "Xiao Yu is here too, did you sleep here last night?"

"Well," Jiang Shiyu grabbed two handfuls of hair, "Hello, Auntie."

"Call Xiao An up, eat breakfast," Yan's mother said, pointing to the two of them, "Do your homework, don't worry about going out to play."

Jiang Shiyu didn't expect to be trained, so he nodded subconsciously, and waited for Yan's mother to close the door before saving his clothes from Yan An's hands. Before he could speak, Yan An turned over and said, "You had lunch let's go."

"Are you awake?" Jiang Shiyu looked at him.

"My mother woke up when she opened the door, and she didn't bother to open her eyes." Yan An closed his eyes and yawned, then opened them slowly, and glanced at him, "Leave at noon, and eat."

Jiang Shiyu didn't refuse. After all, they got up quite late, so they can eat something early and have lunch later.

After lunch, Yan An said he was going for a walk, but in fact he was taking him home and walking for a while.

The weather has gradually heated up. The rainy season here seems not as scary as what Xie Lanlan said, and it doesn't last as long as the beaded thread. It happens once in the morning and evening, soaking the land, and then it is cloudy and sunny.

Jiang Shiyu noticed signs of mold in the corner, so he opened a box of breakfast biscuits in the morning, and halfway through eating, he answered a phone call from Yan An, asking him if he wanted to go to his house for dinner in the afternoon, but he said no, and talked nonsense for a while Hey, I hung up the phone and did my homework for a while. When I remembered the biscuits again, the biscuits were soft and the taste hadn't changed, but no matter how I bit them, I couldn't taste the crispness. It seemed to be rotten, so I had to throw it away.

Yan An is very used to such days.

He and Xie Lanlan were thinking about how long it would be before they could eat watermelon every day. It seemed that the season for eating watermelon had come, and the summer vacation was coming. Jiang Shiyu reminded them: "The summer vacation is coming, and the third year of high school is coming."

"No," Yan An said sternly, "as long as I die fast enough, the third year of high school will not be able to catch up with me."

"Hurry up." Xie Lanlan said.

"Bah, bah, bah." Yan An was very cooperative.

Jiang Shiyu laughed for a while, and the three of them bought ice cream and walked back while eating.

Mom still comes back from time to time, with an interval of two or three days. Every time she comes back, she will ask Jiang Shiyu if he wants to eat and if he has enough money. It seems that this is how she cares about people. Jiang Shiyu always answers, "No Eat, money is enough.

The good thing is that my mother didn't go away for two weeks like before. If Jiang Shiyu forced himself to ignore the time spent waiting at home alone, it's actually not bad. Can't stop the scene.

Of course, it was just holding back for too long that time, and it just so happened that Yan An handed him a pillow, and he hugged it to sleep.

His emotions are like a reservoir, as long as it is not full, he can ignore all the bad and sad.

"It's not mushy anymore," Yan An brought over a glass of corn juice, "Try this, it should be similar."

"I don't want to eat this," Jiang Shiyu pushed the corn juice to him, and went to the front desk to order a glass of grape jelly, "Why is it not mushy anymore?"

"If it's hot, there will be no more mush," Yan An said quite logically, "Wash the mush with hot water, and it will disappear when the weather gets hot, just like no one sells popsicles in winter."

Jiang Shiyu said oh.

"Does anyone in the north really eat popsicles in winter?" Xie Lanlan lay on the table, she ordered a cup of strawberry cheese jelly, the cup covered most of her face, "Do northerners store popsicles at home?"

"Guess." Jiang Shiyu smiled.

"I guess so," Xie Lanlan said. "When I watched the video, I saw that they were wearing thin clothes at home in winter, eating popsicles, drinking cold drinks, and watching snow."

"The north is so nice." Yan An let out a long sigh.

"The north is so nice." Xie Lanlan repeated.

Jiang Shiyu waited for the drinks to be served, glanced at them, smiled and said nothing.

Today is the weekend, they made an appointment to do homework together, I don’t know why they went to the street to drink something, but it’s delicious, cold drinks have already started to appear on the market, various new products and recommendations, Xie Lanlan likes to drink these things very much, With Jiang Shiyu and Yan An accompanying her, she was able to drink up the new product in half a month, and then launched a bunch of new products, repeating the cycle.

After drinking, I still have to go back to do my homework. Jiang Shiyu's grades are pretty good recently. Maybe it's because he has stabilized his mind. Are you sleeping or playing games quietly?

Yan An has a lot of things to do in class every day. To briefly summarize, he does everything except attend classes.

Even Xie Lanlan listened to the class from time to time, Yan An was completely dissociated, he was so relaxed that he was almost paralyzed on the ground, and he was very incompatible with the surrounding learning atmosphere. Only Teacher Liu would listen to the class for a while, English Also listen, these two are teachers he dare not mess with.

So when the results of the midterm exam came out, Yan An went to grandma's house instead of a subject.

He shook the test paper and clicked twice. Xie Lanlan turned to look at his score and clicked twice.

"You should pay attention to the class," Jiang Shiyu couldn't help but say to him when school was over, "After all, it's almost the third year of high school, and it will pass in a blink of an eye..."

"Have you experienced it?" Yan An glanced at him.

"No," Jiang Shiyu said, "but I have experienced summer vacation."

"Huh?" Xie Lanlan looked at the two of them, but didn't understand the conversation.

"Summer vacation is the same as the third year of high school," Jiang Shiyu said slowly, "It's gone in a blink of an eye."

Yan An stared at him, and suddenly burst into laughter.

"Listen to the class carefully," Jiang Shiyu instructed again, "I can never give up on myself."

"Ah." Yan An stared at the ground and responded.

Jiang Shiyu didn't say anything more, and he couldn't explain any more truths, but he felt that he and Yan An were the same.

No one expected them, his mother didn't care about him, he had to work hard on his own, Yan An's family... Although he kept saying that he would be beaten if he failed the exam, after Jiang Shiyu came here, it seemed that even the sudden The beatings were omitted, every time Yan An failed the exam, he would just be scolded, and the scolding was neither serious nor serious.

It may be that Yan An's parents also gave up, thinking that the child is not a material for studying, as long as he lives happily.

But... in fact, it can be done.

In the last year, don't give up, and work hard to see how far you can go.

But Yan An didn't say a word, and Jiang Shiyu didn't have any position to ask him to study according to Yan An. He ate and drank all the way home, and took a break. Jiang Shiyu made himself some breaded noodles, and went to do his homework after eating the noodles.

Grades are on the rise.

Although the scores have not recovered to the previous ones, the grades have started to go up, and there are still a few questions that he can't understand. Jiang Shiyu blanked out the questions that he couldn't write, and planned to ask Lin Xiangxiao tomorrow. Hei, throw the pen aside.

Another night of his life alone.

This time the score was actually better than last time, Yan An went back to report the ranking and the total score, but his father scolded him angrily, telling him to go back to his room, and not to come out for dinner if he couldn't finish his homework.

When it was time for dinner, my mother still knocked on the door and told him to write after dinner.

Yan An returned to the desk after eating, looked at those topics, as if writing down an explanation was the greatest respect for them, there were too many... I really couldn't write them down.

When he divided subjects back then, he relied on lottery, because liberal arts was as bad as science, and it was uncomfortable to get anything by lottery, because Xie Lanlan wanted to choose science, so he followed suit, and now he needs to work hard... Where should he work hard?How hard?

Yan An leaned back on the chair and took a deep breath.

I can't give up on myself.

This is the first path in life that you can choose, so you can't give up on yourself.

So confused.

Yan An turned around with the pen, but before he could figure out why, the phone next to him vibrated suddenly. He thought it was a message from the small group, but when he touched it, the phone vibrated a second time, and there was an incoming call reminder.

"Hello?" Yan An answered the phone.

"Hello, Yan An?" A female voice came from the other end, "Then what, are you free recently?"

Yan An was stunned when he heard this voice.

It was the voice of the aunt who chatted with him at the barbecue stand not long ago, with a local accent, pulling him back to the dream he had finally gotten rid of.

Yan An was stunned for a while before calling out, "Aunt Wang, what's the matter?"

"Oh, it's nothing, I just wanted to ask if you're free," Aunt Wang smiled shyly on the other end of the phone, "You're a sophomore in high school, aren't you busy?"

Okay.

I eat, drink, go to class and sleep every day, and I am not very busy.

Yan An frowned, hesitated, and said, "Do you want to..."

"...Ah, yes, I...you know about your brother's situation," Aunt Wang said, "Can you go and see him this weekend?"

The pen spinning in Yan An's hand flew out, hit the wall with a thud, and fell to the ground with a thud.

"He doesn't see us, he's like that every time he sees us, there's only you, Yan An," Aunt Wang said, "You can't give up on him, you go to see him, and when you come back, auntie treats you to dinner, okay?"

"...No need," Yan An came back to his senses, took a few deep breaths, "I'll...go see him this weekend."

"Hey, hey, good," Aunt Wang hurriedly responded, "Take a taxi, I'll send you the taxi fare, you..."

"No need." Yan An said, "I'll see him on the weekend, Auntie, I still have to do my homework, first... hang up."

Aunt Wang answered a few more times, but Yan An didn't hear clearly, so she hung up the phone, looked at the question on the table, and felt that she couldn't even write the solution.

Nightmares are like the rainy season, overwhelming the sky when they come, and leave a shock when they leave. Yan An feels that his eyes are slowly opening, but his consciousness suddenly returns at that moment.

The room was dark, and Little Hail woke up when he was struggling to sit up, watching the bewildering behavior of humans with his head up.

Yan An took a few deep breaths, touched his phone, and sent a message to Xie Lanlan.

-Accompany me to the Fifth Hospital on weekends.

After a while Xie Lanlan called directly, Yan An hung up the phone, Xie Lanlan typed him directly and said: OK.