cute special student

Today's weather is a bit gloomy, and it feels like it's going to rain anytime, Nan Zhao who just got up just stared out the window blankly, a little lost in thought.

The phone was very quiet, and the message he sent did not receive a reply, Gu Yan still ignored him, as if what happened last night was an illusion.

He didn't understand why Gu Yao suddenly changed his attitude towards him, and why he made such a move last night.

Nan Zhao's mind was simple, and he couldn't figure out such a complicated matter, so he could only lie on the bed and roll around, beating up the "bad guy" casually.

How could the boy's mind "hating ghost" understand? It can only make funny begging sounds after being beaten to ease his master's depressed mood.

Nan Mu went out for training early in the morning. There is no training class for the summer vacation today, and Nan Zhao is too lazy to go out, so he just sits on the sofa and watches thrillers.

There were shrill screams from the TV, and the unlucky bastards who accidentally entered the forbidden area became lambs to be slaughtered again, but Nan Zhao didn't feel any fluctuations in his heart, because his thoughts had already drifted elsewhere.

The auntie came out with the biscuits she had just baked, looked at his absent-minded appearance, and asked with concern: "What's the matter, young master?"

Nan Zhao picked up a small biscuit and put it in his mouth. After hesitating for a moment, he asked, "Auntie, I want to ask you."

"If someone was nice to you before, but then ignores you, what's going on?"

"This..." Auntie didn't understand the thoughts of children of this age, she was speechless for a while, and then said: "I don't know what's going on, but if something like this happens, you can ask the other party in person."

Ask him face to face?

It seems to work too.

Nan Zhao seemed to have figured it out, he didn't plan to stay at home anymore, changed his clothes, took a box of biscuits and went out.

He asked the driver to take him to the entrance of the old street, and then trotted into Gu Xi's house, but he only saw Uncle Gu reading the newspaper at the door, but did not find Gu Xi's figure.

When Uncle Gu heard the movement, he raised his head and smiled when he saw it was Nan Zhao: "Xiao Nan, you are here."

Nan Zhao clenched the small bag in his hand, looked into the room and asked, "Grandpa, is Gu Yan at home?"

Uncle Gu pushed the reading glasses on the bridge of his nose and said, "He went out and hasn't come back yet."

"Oh." Nan Zhao's heartbeat that was accelerated by running just now has returned to normal.

He put the biscuits on the table and turned around sullenly: "Then I'll go back first."

Uncle Gu got up to persuade him to stay: "Aren't you waiting for him? Let's stay for dinner tonight."

"No, I want to go home."

Nan Zhao walked out of Gu's courtyard in a low mood. As soon as he reached the street, there were a few muffled thunders in the sky, and then it began to rain.

Nan Zhao didn't bring an umbrella, so he had to trot in the rain for a while before finding a bus booth to hide from the rain. The sky was covered with dark clouds, just like his mood at the moment.

In the Gu family's yard, as soon as Uncle Gu took the dried cabbage into the house, he saw his grandson running in in the rain.

Seeing this, Uncle Gu was bothered: "The weather forecast says it will rain today, why don't you go out with an umbrella?"

Gu Yan didn't say a word, just went into the room and took out a dry towel, wiped off the water droplets on the hair, but accidentally caught sight of the small bag on the table.

"Who was here just now?"

Uncle Gu remembered it now, and reminded: "It's Xiao Nan. He came to look for you, put down his things and left. He hasn't been out for a long time. I don't know if he will get caught in the rain."

Gu Yan's eyelashes trembled, and without thinking too much, he grabbed an umbrella and rushed out.

"Change your clothes before leaving!" Uncle Gu didn't finish his sentence when he realized that his grandson had disappeared.

The rain was still falling non-stop, with no sign of stopping. Nan Zhao called the driver to pick him up, but because of the rain, the road was full of traffic, and he didn't know when he would arrive.

He counted the passing vehicles boredly, when he suddenly heard footsteps next to him, and when he looked back, he saw someone walking over in the rain.

Gu Xi walked into the pavilion, put away the umbrella, the rainwater flowed down the umbrella, and splashed his shoes.

When Nan Zhao saw him, his eyes lit up, and he stood up immediately, with a timid tone: "You... came to see me?"

Gu Yan nodded, and passed the umbrella over, without any emotion in his eyes.

"What about you?" Nan Zhao took the umbrella and looked at him hesitantly, his eyes seemed to hide a little grievance.He wanted to ask him why he ignored him recently, but he didn't know how to speak.

Just when Nan Zhao was hesitating, Gu Yan said first, "Don't come here again."

"What?" Nan Zhao's head buzzed, but he didn't react.

Gu Yan turned his face away, and said indifferently: "This is not the place you should come to, don't come here again."

"Do you hate me?" Nan Zhao's nose soured, and a layer of water was gathered in his eyes.

Gu Yan didn't speak, the rainwater was hanging down from the ceiling, crackling like ice, falling straight into the bottom of my heart

At this time, the driver of Nan Zhao's family arrived and honked the horn beside him. Gu Yan curled Qu Bingliang's fingertips, turned around and ran into the rain without looking at Nan Zhao again.

"If you hate it, hate it, I don't want your umbrella!" Nan Zhao was so wronged that he exploded, threw the umbrella on the ground, turned around and got into the car.

The window of the car was covered with mist, Nan Zhao's eyes were filled with tears, and his vision became blurred.

The car drove out of the intersection, Nan Zhao couldn't bear it anymore, and told the driver: "Turn the car back."

Gu Xi stood behind a mailbox, watching the car back up again, and the child ran down to pick up the umbrella on the ground, crying happily.

When the rain fell on his body, it seemed that it wasn't so cold anymore, Gu Yan's eyes were filled with warmth.As if he was alone again, he walked through the street blankly alone, and when he passed a shop, he was suddenly attracted by something in the window.

On the other hand, after Nan Zhao returned home, he found two more dripping umbrellas on the porch. He thought it was a visitor from the house. When he went in, he found that besides his brother, there were two familiar faces in the living room.

"Dad! Mom!"

Nan Zhao was surprised for a moment, then threw himself into the arms of his mother, Jiang Shuyun, and burst into tears.

"What's the matter baby." Jiang Shuyun patted his back and whispered softly.

His father, Nan Jun, also came over and touched his head, and smiled gently: "He still cries so much at such an age."

Nan's parents rushed back from abroad without prior notice, just to surprise their two sons.

"I...I miss you so much." Nan Zhao's eyelashes were wet, and tears fell down patter.

I can't tell whether it's because I want to act like a baby with my parents or because of what happened just now.

"Okay, Zhao Zhao."

Nan Mu interjected, "The day after tomorrow is your 17th birthday, and your parents are here to celebrate."

Only then did Nan Zhao stop, but he was still crying, his brows were tightened, and he looked aggrieved.

Jiang Shuyun wiped away the tears hanging on his face, and couldn't laugh or cry: "Where did you go just now? The clothes are all wet, hurry up and change."

Looking at his parents in front of him, Nan Zhao finally showed a little smile.

It's rare for his parents to come back. Nan Zhao is of course happy, and the family looks happy and harmonious, but he seems to be missing a small piece in his heart, feeling a little empty inside.

Probably because of the rain and crying again, Nan Zhao had a fever that night. Jiang Shuyun took over the aunt's work, asked the doctor to prescribe the medicine, and cooked ginger soup for him.

Nan Zhao's head was dizzy, but he still listened to his mother, got up and drank it.

Jiang Shuyun took the empty bowl, then poked his forehead and said, "Fortunately, the temperature has dropped a little. I wanted to take you out to play with my brother today, but now you can't go out. Dad is going to watch my brother train."

Nan Zhao rubbed her hand and said, "Go out and play tomorrow."

"Okay." Jiang Shuyun smiled and patted his head.

The next day, Nan Zhao recovered and was in high spirits. He pestered his parents and said he wanted to go out.

Nan Jun bought tickets for the musical, and took his family to the theater. A well-known foreign theater troupe performed passionately. The play was The Little Prince, Nan Zhao's favorite book.

Although he has read it countless times, Nan Zhao couldn't help crying when he saw the little prince was bitten to death by a poisonous snake.

After all, the little prince still failed to return to Rose's side, which became an eternal regret.

After coming out of the theater, Nan Zhao's eyes were already red from crying, and he hadn't come out of the story just now.

Nan Jun touched his head and said gently: "Not every story can have a happy ending, sometimes regret itself is also a good thing."

A shadow suddenly flashed in Nan Zhao's mind, and the tears fell even more fiercely.

In the evening, after having dinner outside, the family of four returned home. Nan Zhao felt a little tired, so he took a shower and fell asleep.

After an unknown amount of time, a series of alerts came from the phone. When he opened it, it was all birthday wishes. He looked at the calendar and found that it was his birthday after twelve o'clock.

There is a row of small red dots in the address book, and the only dialog box on the top, but there is no response at all. Nan Zhao put down the phone, and the disappointment in his eyes cannot be hidden.

At this time, Nan Mu knocked on the door outside, and Nan Zhao ran out to open the door wearing slippers, but found a row of colored lights outside the door, extending from the outside of the room to the living room.

Nan Zhao walked slowly to the living room, and saw a big cake on the table in the living room, and on the top floor was a little boy carrying an erhu.Mom and Dad sat on the sofa and looked at him with a smile.

Nan Zhao sniffed, and his eye sockets became a little moist again.

Nan Mu pinched his face, and said with a smile, "It's another year older, don't keep crying in the future."

Nan Zhao hugged his arm and said coquettishly, "But I don't want to grow up."

Jiang Shuyun smiled and said, "You will never grow up in the eyes of your parents, come here and blow out the candles and make a wish."

The candlelight illuminated Nan Zhao's face with a layer of warm light. He clasped his hands, closed his eyes, and made a 17-year-old birthday wish in the birthday song sung by his family.

After blowing out the candles, the family ate cakes together and flipped through photos of Nan Zhao from childhood to adulthood. The room was full of laughter.

The window in Nanzhao’s room was not closed, and the wind blew the tulle curtains, blowing off a note on the desk, on which was a line of delicate handwriting:

Hope every story has a happy ending.

In the aisle outside the door, a dead leaf fell from the tree to the ground, and was stepped on by a pair of white sneakers.

No one noticed that there was a figure hiding behind the trees, staring fixedly at the lighted house in front of him, listening to the bustling noises inside, he tightly clenched the gift bag in his hand, and his hand was cut open by the cardboard A hole, he didn't realize it.

On the lit phone screen, a dialog box was displayed, with a line of unsent words below it.

happy Birthday.

作者有话要说：顾誓：被破放弃的第三天，给他买了生日礼物，没送出去。感谢在2021-04-1721:03:04~2021-04-1820:13:35期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Luo Luozi 1;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!