Five years simulation three years first

When getting off the Ferris wheel, Feng Zhou was still a little dizzy.

Although they didn't do anything so intense that couldn't be described in Jinjiang, the impact on his heart was no less than that of a hydrogen bomb explosion.

But the other party seemed to be very refreshed, looking at the posture of walking with wind, he was able to kill eighteen Han Shuns with his hands.

Could it be that he has rich experience?

Feng Zhou followed him calmly, and began to think about the possibility of this situation.

The dusk lasted for a short time, and the iris in the sky disappeared almost in a short time, leaving only the distant and lonely blue.The amusement park started a night-time grand event. The lights and fireworks of the floats that are widely loved by children appeared alternately, and even the air became gentle.

Yu Shaochun saw a cotton candy seller not far away, so he picked out a pink one and handed it to Feng Zhou.

Feng Zhou took a bite out of his hand: "...so greasy."

"Tired?"

Just as Yu Shaochun was about to take a sip, he suddenly remembered Feng Zhou's obsession with cleanliness and stopped his movements.

"what happened?"

"Aren't you a clean freak?" Yu Shaochun said, "I'll eat after you finish eating."

"..."

Obviously you have done more in-depth work just now, are you telling me to take care of my cleanliness?

He sighed, and looked at Hanpi Yu surnamed with a complicated expression.

Yu Shaochun seemed to have just reacted, "Ah", and blushed rarely.

So your reflex arc is as long as Yolomi's around the earth, right?

They were not in a hurry to go home, and strolled slowly on the path leading to the exit of the amusement park.The evening wind in early summer carries a bit of humidity and heat, blowing one after another, which calms down the impetuous mood.

Yu Shaochun stretched his waist and asked him, "Are you happy today?"

Feng Zhou was struggling with the last roll of catkin-like cotton candy, and nodded upon hearing this: "Not bad."

He remembered what Feng Zhou said before, "I've never been to an amusement park", and felt a little distressed, so he hooked the primary school bully's shoulder and said, "Where's the aquarium? Where's the zoo? Have you been there?"

"I went there when the zoo elementary school organized a spring outing, but the aquarium didn't."

"Then take you to the aquarium next time," Yu Shaochun said, "my uncle is talking about an astronomy exhibition, and I'll take you there after the talk, okay?"

Feng Zhou put the last piece of marshmallow in his mouth, and it was interesting to hear him say that, so he continued, "Is it all over?"

Yu Shaochun originally thought that he would mock him, but he was stunned for a moment when he heard this answer, and after serious thinking for a moment, he said, "Then I will take you out for a trip, and go abroad after watching it at home."

As he talked, he seemed to be getting a bit upbeat, and began to plan his future life: "In the future, we will rent a house when we are working, and then we will go around on weekends and annual vacations. First, set a small goal, go to Shanghai Disneyland after the college entrance examination, and then do other things." Reconsideration."

"Master Yu actually knows how to rent a house?" Feng Zhou teased him.

"It's so troublesome to repay the mortgage," he complained half-truthfully, "Don't tell me that you are in this kind of place when you are young. If you have money, you can do other things, such as renting a house with a yard."

"What are you doing with the yard?"

"Grow something edible, put a chair on it, raise a dog and a cat, one with your surname and the other with my surname, build a snowman in winter, enjoy the shade in summer, and occasionally watch dogs and sons quarrel."

He carefully planned the blueprint for the future social life for a long time, and finally sighed: "Fast forward to work, today is also a day when I don't want to study, I haven't finished my homework yet, and tomorrow I will have a mid-term grade. Studying is so painful, go to work very nice."

You are a teenager who doesn't know how to feel 996, and when you work overtime and become bald in the future, you will start counting down how many years you have to retire.

But Feng Zhou also echoed him softly: "Yes, that's great."

very nice.

Hearing Yu Shaochun's thoughtful plan, he seemed to have really seen such a courtyard.There were cats, dogs, and a small pond in the yard. The moon set in it and bumped into a pool of stars. The dog stretched out its paws to fish it out, and the cat was trampled on its tail and bared its teeth in protest.There are spring flowers and autumn fruits in the green border, and the vines are full of fragrance.

And the moonlight perched on the eyelashes of the person next to him, sleeping peacefully.

It's like being able to live a lifetime together so peacefully.

It would be great to live like this for the rest of my life.

***

Yu Shaochun kept sending him to the downstairs of the unit building.After the kiss on the Ferris wheel, the figure of Yu finally let go of his hands and feet, holding his hand all the way in the dark, and finally asked for a goodnight kiss in the stairwell. The shadows of the two were in the dark Lingering under the lamp for a long time before parting.

Feng Zhou got into the elevator with his cheeks burning hot from his kiss, and when he opened the door, his heart suddenly felt cold.

The lights are on in the house.

The warm yellow bulb was stubbornly replaced with an icy white.

He quietly went to the living room, and as expected, he saw Feng Qingqing with a cold face.

Did Zhou Wanjin come back or not?Is the quarrel over or not?

Feng Zhou silently observed the decorations at home, and found no obvious signs of being smashed. He just wanted to take advantage of the tranquility before the storm to enter the house quickly, but was stopped by someone: "You still know how to come back? Look at the Clicked?"

Could it be that it was aimed at him?

Feng Zhou quickly recalled what he had said and done in the past few days, and his heart tightened when he recalled the exam on Friday—could it be that the results came out and were not satisfactory?

"What have you been doing?"

"I... went to the library."

"lie."

Feng Qingqing's tone has not changed, it is still so cold, but with a bit of mockery that exposes the lie: "When you grow up, you will become capable, dare you lie to me, don't you?"

Feng Zhou shook his head.

"Where did you go?"

"With classmates..."

"Is that Yu Shaochun?" Feng Qingqing asked, "The second grade?"

Feng Zhou's heart skipped a beat.

Did Feng Qingqing know all about it?

She took out her mobile phone and tapped it a few times, then slammed it on the table: "Look for yourself."

Feng Zhou picked up her mobile phone with trembling hands, and saw the screenshot of the grade ranking.

No.1 is not him, but Yu Shaochun.

It turned out to be such a thing.

His heart that had just been suspended suddenly fell back to its original place, he breathed a sigh of relief, and gently put the phone on the table.

Feng Qingqing pointed at her mobile phone and said, "You hang out with him every day. He is the first in the grade and squeezes you out. How smart is he? What about you? You just play with him?"

Feng Zhou lowered his head to be scolded by her.

He had just scanned the grades of each subject to get a rough idea of ​​what was going on.There is also the problem of my own decline, but more of it is Yu Shaochun's English score that has improved by leaps and bounds. It has jumped from a few hundred to over 120, which is a great improvement.

As his temporary family English teacher, Feng Zhou felt very relieved.

It is a good thing that the gap has narrowed, at least it can give him a sense of crisis.

"Feng Zhou, do you know that you will have no future if you don't get into Peking University School of Medicine?" Feng Qingqing asked him, "You are really willing to put your own future in it. ,Yes or no?"

How can there be no future?It is said that all roads lead to Rome, why is it considered that life is over when one road is blocked?

This is an unsolvable paradox in the history of Chinese parent education.

As soon as she finished speaking, the phone in Feng Zhou's pocket vibrated.

Feng Qingqing directly took out the phone for him, glanced at it, and shook it at him: "Yu Shaochun's phone number."

Feng Zhou felt anxious and reached out to grab it.

Feng Qingqing avoided him: "Why are you nervous?"

Feng Zhou's outstretched hands stopped in mid-air, tangled and convulsive.

Feng Qingqing pressed the hands-free button in front of him.

He secretly prayed that Yu Shaochun would never say anything strange.

"Are you home yet? I have something to tell you."

Feng Qingqing glanced at him, adjusted the expression on his face, and said in a gentle tone as much as possible: "Hello, Xiaoyu, I am Feng Zhou's mother. First of all, congratulations to Feng Zhou for passing the exam and becoming the first in grade."

"what?"

Feng Zhou's hands and feet were cold, and his heart was beating "suddenly", which made his chest hurt.

Again.

It's been like this since I was a kid.

From his life to making friends to everything, he obviously didn't care about it at all, but he always decided everything for him just right, framed him in the established frame like a canary, and lived to such a great age like a marionette.

But he didn't want to go on like this.

His world was only just coming to life.

Yu Shaochun didn't seem to understand why Feng Zhou's phone was in Feng Qingqing's hands: "Hello, Auntie, where's Feng Zhou?"

"It's like this, Xiao Yu," Feng Qingqing changed his sitting position, "Our Feng Zhou is not the same as you. He is quite stupid, and his personality is not likable..."

Who do you think is the reason for your unlikable personality?

Feng Zhou clenched his fists, dizzy before his eyes.

"...You are smart. You passed him with a little effort. Auntie thinks you have the potential to go to Fudan University or Zhejiang University, but Feng Zhou is different from you."

Although Feng Qingqing's tone was soft, it was full of domineering arrogance.

"Feng Zhou was slightly affected and his grades dropped. Auntie thinks that at your age you shouldn't delay your studies because of playing, right?"

"Yes, but I don't take the exam..."

not like this.

Feng Zhou wanted to shout out, but something stuck in his throat, dry and stiff, blocking all his words.

It was hard to realize that there are other things in life besides study. Finally, someone said that he would like everything about himself, including those "unlikable personalities" that even his own mother disliked.

But all of this may disappear with this phone call.

"So, Auntie wants to say that if it is not necessary in the future, you two should not have any contact with each other. The most important thing for students is to study. After the college entrance examination, you can ask whoever you want to hang out with. Auntie is right?"

"But……"

Feng Qingqing interrupted him in an uncompromising tone: "Then it's settled, Xiao Yu, if you want to play, you can ask other classmates to go, Feng Zhou's words are fine, he is not suitable to play with you."

Yu Shaochun held back for a long time and finally said a complete sentence: "Is this Feng Zhou's own idea?"

Feng Qingqing froze for a moment: "Is it important?"

"If he feels that his grades have declined and chooses not to be my friend, then I have no objection at all." Yu Shaochun seemed to be trying to reason with her, "But if it's your decision, I think it's better to ask for his own opinion. It's respect for him."

Feng Qingqing didn't expect Yu Shaochun to directly refute herself, and immediately raised her voice: "Is respect important? Can you help him take the college entrance examination?"

"No, but—"

"Then don't talk about it," Feng Qingqing interrupted him, "Don't disturb his study in the future, and don't do things that harm others and benefit yourself."

After she finished speaking, she hung up the phone in embarrassment, and threw Feng Zhou's phone on the ground.

The neighbors downstairs don't know what's going on upstairs, falling objects disturb the people at night, and the national curse passes through the floor, messing up the already tense atmosphere.

"There is no next time," Feng Qingqing pointed at Feng Zhou's nose and said, "If you can't go back next time, you will be the first, so don't take your mobile phone, do you hear me?"

Feng Zhou picked up the mobile phone on the ground with shaking hands, and almost fled back to his room, feeling a top-heavy suffocation.

Like a drowning person who finally surfaced with great difficulty and suddenly found that his ankles were wrapped in water plants, he could only struggle while escaping.

The end result is to slowly run out of oxygen and die at the bottom of the water.

The phone buzzed, and Yu Shaochun called him again.

Feng Zhou almost missed the answer button.

He put the phone to his ear and whispered hoarsely, "I..."

"Are you okay?" Yu Shaochun asked him like a cannonball, "Did she hit you?"

"No."

Feng Zhou leaned against the door and slid slowly to the ground as if losing his strength. Hearing the sound of the door closing, he felt that he was finally saved.

"It's fine if you don't have it." The person on the other end of the phone seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, "I was scared to death. I thought I would be found out if I fell in love so quickly."

"I……"

Feng Zhou wanted to say sorry, but he didn't know how to say it.

He felt sorry for Yu Shaochun.

From the beginning to the end, the other party took the initiative, and even got scolded because of himself, but what did he do for him?

"What's wrong?" Yu Shaochun heard something wrong with his voice, and his heart skipped a beat, "Are you crying? I rely on you not to cry, I can't..."

Feng Zhou sniffed: "I don't."

"Liar." The other party's voice relaxed, with a little smile.

"I do not have."

He was silent for a while, then said, "I'm sorry."

"Sorry for what?"

"I didn't stop my mother when she scolded you," Feng Zhou said, and his eyes became hot again, "I'm so useless."

Yu Shaochun said angrily: "How do you stop her? She can't hit me, but she can hit you."

But you are scolded, I don't want you to be scolded.

Feng Zhou didn't say these words, but just repeated "I'm sorry."

"I'll get angry if you do this again," Yu Shaochun pretended to be dissatisfied, "I'm sorry every day, what do you owe me?"

I owe you a lot, but I still have to come.

"How about we..."

Yu Shaochun knew what he wanted to say, and immediately interrupted him: "It doesn't matter, don't even think about it."

"I'm not good enough for you. I'm stupid and have a weird personality. I'm not good anywhere."

"Here it goes again." The other person seemed to be annoyed by him, "Are you really not considering writing a script for the eight o'clock file? It's old-fashioned."

Feng Zhou didn't know what to say to this person with many reasons, and was at a loss for words for a while, sitting on the ground and looking at the ceiling.

"If you are stupid, what am I? I have only tested you once in two years, am I going to commit seppuku?" Yu Shaochun asked him back, "You are not stupid at all, you are very smart, I especially envy you for being smart and hardworking. "

"I'm not a perfect person either. I'm narcissistic, arrogant, and self-righteous, but you don't dislike me, do you?"

"Different……"

"What's the difference?" Yu Shaochun asked him, "To like is to like everything about a person, whether it's strengths or weaknesses."

"I like everything about you, how about you?"

Every time he said he liked it so bluntly, it made Feng Zhou a little overwhelmed.

It is too naked emotion, and it is also the first time in 18 years that he can directly feel the "love".

"……Me too."

I also like everything about you, including the "publicity" that you classify as a shortcoming.

"Isn't that easy?" Yu Shaochun said softly, "Don't be afraid, I'm here, we are inseparable."