why are you forcing me to study

Mathematics Office.

"咚咚-"

Pan Zhongsheng pushed the thick glasses on the bridge of his nose, and looked towards the door, "Ah, He Qinghui, you are here."

He Qing walked back to Pan Zhongsheng's desk, "Teacher, I have already considered it. I will sign up for the math competition."

"Okay, okay," Pan Zhongsheng patted him, "I also saw your results of the city's unified examination last semester, which are very, very good. There will be a night of self-study for the preliminary selection at the beginning of next month, and then you will go to Lingyun Building [-] The exam is fine. You must have no problem in the preliminary round, but there will be some training and selection in the follow-up, and I will notify you in time. It may last for a long time, and your learning of textbook knowledge in class will definitely be affected to a certain extent , are you mentally prepared?"

"I know, I have already learned all the new lessons this semester during the winter vacation, and I will try my best to review the knowledge points again when I go back to the dormitory after the training."

A trace of surprise flashed across Pan Zhongsheng's face.

It seems that He Qinghui has long planned.

"That's really great. Now that you have made up your mind, you must go on firmly, and you can't let all your energy go to waste."

"My teacher."

He Qinghui told Shan Yunche all the details.

Shan Yunche nodded, "You can go to the training with confidence, if there is anything you don't understand in the lesson plan, I will teach you after you bring it back. Absolutely don't leave any questions."

He Qinghui lay on his arm, blinked at him with two big eyes, "Then what if I also missed the new lessons of other subjects..."

"I'll make it up for you, and quickly sort out the test sites for you," he leaned over to He Qinghui, "but you have to charge some make-up fees."

This time He Qing understood in seconds.

He pursed his lips, pinched Shan Yunche's face angrily, "I know, I know, I will give my boyfriend whatever he wants."

"So nice."

After passing the preliminary selection examination, He Qinghui officially entered the training state, so he often had to skip classes to attend competition classes.

There are only a few students from Class [-] who passed with him.

Fortunately, the teachers who train them are old teachers with many years of experience in competition training, and their level is no less than that of Boying's teachers.

The training time at noon was relatively late that day, so He Qinghui skipped the lunch time and went directly to the north gate to get pastries.

Send a WeChat message to Shan Yunche after class.

[Da Shuai]: My sister-in-law sent me pastries again, wait for me, I'll take them back to the dormitory and we can eat together.

[Brother Ah Che]: I'll wait for you in the dormitory

He Qing hurriedly ran to the north gate, thinking that the cakes were placed in the security room as usual, but he searched for the security uncle's desk for a long time but couldn't find the familiar bag.

The number of times to get the cakes is too much, and the security uncle is familiar with He Qinghui, and knows that he is here to get things, so he said: "He Qinghui, I didn't deliver it on time today, but it should be soon, don't worry You just wait here."

"Okay, thank you uncle."

He Qing sat back on the chair in the security room and waited, taking advantage of this spare time to continue sending WeChat with Shan Yunche.

[Big Shuai]: Have you eaten, you won’t be too full, save some stomach, I’ll be back soon

[Brother Ah Che]: Don’t worry, I’ll keep it for you

[Big Shuai]: [/Hey][/Love]

A car was parked not far from the school gate, and a middle-aged man in a suit got out of the car, carrying a bag.

The man poked his head towards the security room and handed the bag to the security guard, "Hello, sorry for the trouble."

Uncle Security also took it with a smile, "It's finally here, this child is still waiting here today." He turned to He Qinghui and said, "Son, your pastry is here."

Only then did He Qinghui exit the chat interface with Shan Yunche and prepare to stand up.

When I looked up, I saw a man who was strange but familiar.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds.

He Qinghui was sure that he knew him.

He was the man my mother married after.

They have met several times.

"...Uncle Wei?"

In the past, he would leave as soon as he put down his things. Wei Kai never thought that He Qinghui would be guarding here today.

"Why...how is it you?"

Wei Kai didn't know how to explain it for a while, so he had to lie: "Uh...Xiaohui, your sister-in-law has something to do today, and I happened to be off work not long ago, so I dropped by to bring it to you."

Uncle Security then said, "Ah? No, mister, don't you always deliver it yourself? Even though I'm old, I can't mistake someone."

He Qinghui's hand stopped in mid-air.

what happened?

Xu Liping clearly told him that my sister-in-law specially learned the craft of making pastry, so she came here every week to give it to him?

He Qinghui looked at him in shock.

Wei Kai smiled awkwardly.

Sweet rabbit milk tea shop.

He Qinghui brought two cups of milk tea, one for himself, and the other for Wei Kai.

Wei Kai took it with a smile, "Thank you, Xiao Hui."

He Qinghui sat down opposite him, "So...you made all the pastries I received from my first year of high school until now...?"

"...Well, your mother said that you like sweets, so I signed up for a class online. I was afraid that you would get tired of eating them, so I changed my pattern every time. I don't know...you like it or not."

"Then why did my mother say my sister-in-law did it?"

"Because..." Wei Kai pondered for a long time, "I'm afraid you won't accept it once you know Uncle Wei did it, so... I'm sorry, Xiaohui, for lying to you for so long."

He Qinghui fell into silence.

Wei Kai continued: "Uncle knows that you don't accept me, and uncle can fully understand. But I still want to do something for you. Because in my eyes, Liping's family is my family."

He Qinghui slowly shook hands, but still lowered his head and did not speak.

"I... really love Liping, and I will do my best to protect her and not let her get hurt." Wei Kai held He Qinghui's hand very carefully, "In short, it's all uncle's. Wrong, I hope you don't hate your mother. She loves you very much."

After going through so many things, He Qinghui has already figured it out very clearly.

At the time of the senior high school entrance examination, everything came too suddenly and was too unacceptable.

But his father's death, he couldn't avoid it.

How could she hate her when she was the only family member left?

Seeing that he remained silent, Wei Kai sighed softly, and took the briefcase and unfinished milk tea, "Xiao Hui, thank you for your hospitality, uncle is leaving first. Take care at school."

When he reached the door, He Qinghui finally stood up and stopped him: "Uncle Wei."

Wei Kai turned around in surprise, "What's wrong?"

"The pastry is delicious, thank you. And..." His eyes flashed, "I'll go home some time, Mom and...your home."

"it is good."

Wei Kai waved to him happily.

"Be careful on the road. Uh... uncle!"

Wei Kai turned his head again.

"Thank you for taking care of my mother."

"Then, uncle is gone, and you have to pick up your sister."

"……Um."

With such a home for my mother...the rest of my life will not be so hard.

very nice.

Because of the high-intensity study, He Qinghui almost fell asleep when he touched the pillow at night.

But this night, he had a terrible dream.

Dreamed that Shan Yunche let go of his hand, gradually walked away from him, and his figure disappeared into the endless daylight.

No matter how He Qinghui struggled and begged in his dream, he was unwilling to look back and be nostalgic.

The world became completely blank.

Soon, it became pitch black again.

Only He Qinghui was alone, standing in a world without people.

"what--"

The pain in the dream was too real.

He Qinghui sat up directly from the bed, panting continuously.

Sweat all over his head and body.

just a dream.

He Qinghui, it was just a dream.

he kept telling himself.

Turning on the phone, it was only five o'clock in the morning.

The sky is only dimly lit.

"call--"

He Qing shunned his chest and called out, "Brother Ah Che."

No one answered.

"Brother Ache, are you there?"

Are you still awake?

He Qing rubbed his sleepy eyes, got off the bed, and glanced at the upper bunk.

Shan Yunche was not there.

The quilt is thrown back.

His school uniform and shoes are missing.

He Qing went back to the toilet to check, but he wasn't there either.

It's only five o'clock.

Did he get up so early to go to the classroom to study?

That's not right, he usually waits for him to go together, it is absolutely impossible to go to the classroom alone first.And the schoolbag has not been taken away.

"Boyfriend, where are you?"

He Qinghui picked up his cell phone and called him.

There is no bell in the dormitory.

The mobile phone was also taken away.

He Qing thought about seeing him soon, so he didn't plan to go back to sleep, and hurried to the classroom after washing and getting dressed.

As a result, the cafeteria was not even open so early, and the classroom doors were locked.

What did Shan Yunche do out early in the morning?

He Qinghui stood guard at the door for a long time.

Sun Yina, who was the second to the classroom door, was surprised when she saw him, and opened the classroom door and said, "Hey, He Qinghui, you came too early today, right? Are you working so hard? No wonder the exams are so good. "

He Qing scratched the back of his head, "Ah uh... yes, good morning monitor."

He Qing returned to his seat.

Shan Yunche's table, chairs and things on the table are obviously the same as when he left yesterday.

He didn't come to the classroom at all in the morning.

Until all the students arrived, the chaotic sound of reciting books filled the entire classroom, Pan Zhongsheng, who arrived last, also stood at the door, and Shan Yunche did not appear.

Wait a minute.

During class, he kept swiping WeChat and call records under the table.

Still no reply.

When the teachers were in class, they thought he was going to participate in some competition again, so they didn't ask.

He Qinghui stared blankly at the empty seat next to him.

I couldn't hear a word the teacher said.

He didn't even eat lunch, and rushed back to the dormitory as soon as the get out of class bell rang.

He didn't come back.

He Qing didn't sleep even after taking a nap, and all the afternoon classes were skipped.

In order to find Shan Yunche, he almost turned the entire No. [-] Middle School upside down.

Almost a whole day.

He didn't return a single message, nor did he call him.

It's like the world has evaporated.

He Qing returned to the point of despair.

Night fell quickly.

He returned to the dormitory, slumped on the bed weakly, staring at the phone all the time.

Still no news.

He grabbed the hair with both hands, almost pulling it out.

"Damn it!! Shan Yunche, where the hell have you gone!! Can you... don't do this..."

Could it be... Are you going to leave him alone again?

He turned on his phone with the last hope, and found that the QQ browser had just pushed a piece of news: heartache! A teenager in S city was killed in a serial car accident on the street!The police are still investigating the specific circumstances...

The mobile phone was dropped to the ground without holding it.

He didn't dare to click on the news to see the pictures.

"Impossible, impossible."

He Qinghui shook his head desperately, "This is absolutely impossible...it can't be Shan Yunche..."

"I don't believe you still don't understand how I feel about you."

"You really don't know?"

"He Qinghui, listen carefully, you are the only one in my heart from the beginning to the end."

"you are my only."

"Whether it's past, present, or future."

"And, it can only be you."

Is Shan Yunche going to disappear from his life like this?

Are those memories, those words, hallucinations, dreams?

But why are those tactile sensations so real?

He Qing didn't believe it.

unacceptable.

He clutched his phone and rushed out of the dormitory.

School is over.

The people on the road have almost gone.

It is raining heavily.

The raindrops hit the body very cold.

He Qinghui was still running.

Live to see people, die to see corpses.

Even if he traveled all over the world today, he must still find Shan Yunche.

Regardless of the security guard's obstruction, he rushed out of the school gate directly.

The moment he rushed out of the school gate, Shan Yunche stood in front of him.

He Qing was stunned in place.

Shan Yunche was looking at him quietly, his eyes seemed to be fogged up.

Probably after walking on the street for a long time, the clothes on his body were all soaked.

He Qinghui also kept looking at him.

Both let the rain drench.

He's fine.

Shan Yunche is fine.

He Qinghui gritted his teeth and pushed him hard, all the anger and grievances came up, "Why! Why did you disappear? Do you know how worried I am about you?! Do you know how long I have been looking for you? You Does the mother know?"

Shan Yunche stood there without speaking.

He Qinghui couldn't stand his cold violence the most.

This time he directly pushed him to the ground, "Shan Yunche, talk to me! Why are you doing this to me? Do you know that if something happens to you, I, I..."

I can't live anymore.

Shan Yunche sat in the rain, his thin lips slightly parted, "I'm sorry."

Can these three words solve the problem?

He Qinghui couldn't take it anymore, knelt on his body, grabbed his collar and was about to punch him.

"Grandpa passed away." Shan Yunche finally slowly raised his head to look at him, "Just now."

He Qinghui's fist was hanging in the air.

Then let it go slowly.

"It was a critical illness notification received in the early morning."

He spent almost the whole day in the hospital.

Just now, grandpa still left.

He Qing listened back.

"I have no regrets."

Even if he is reborn, he still has to accept the fact that his grandfather will pass away.

But at least it made up for the regret of not being able to see him for the last time.

"I held his hand in front of the hospital bed and told him that I would be happy for the rest of my life."

Grandpa once told him that this is the only wish.

Grandpa is the relative who understands him best.

"At the last moment, he had a smile on his face."

He Qinghui hugged him tightly.

He Qinghui knew how it felt to lose a loved one.

Not being able to see Dad for the last time is a regret that can never be made up for.

He Qinghui also knew that he was his happiness.

"I'm really worried about you. I'm dying."

At that time, the news came too suddenly, and he couldn't care so much.

"I'm sorry," he closed his eyes forbearingly, "it won't be like this anymore."

"Don't let me lose you, boyfriend. Otherwise... I might do something stupid."

The rain is getting heavier and heavier.

Cold rain mixed with warm tears.

"I promise."

The time for the second semester of the second year of high school is very short, and the rhythm of taking new classes is much faster than that of the first half semester.

It's almost time for the chemistry provincial competition.

Shan Yunche has already received the notification from Gu Yanhong.

He will soon go to the provincial capital to participate in the competition.

But he was worried about He Qinghui, so he insisted on delaying telling him for several days.

He Qinghui was silent for a while, "How long...how long will it be?"

"About a week."

"..."

He Qinghui hesitated to speak.

Shan Yunche raised his hand to touch his earlobe, and asked a little worriedly, "Can you do it alone?"

He Qinghui lowered his head and twirled his fingers, his tone was very weak, "...you have to go if you can't."

What's the use of saying it.

This is the future of a boyfriend.

He Qinghui remained silent for a long time.

Although he knew that he wanted to be accompanied by Shan Yunche all the time, but he also wanted to become stronger and braver than himself before.

In the true sense.

"It's okay! Just kidding, who am I, He Qinghui? I can definitely do it alone! When you come back, I might be stronger than you! Just wait!"

Shan Yunche smiled dotingly, "That's the best."

In fact, He Qinghui didn't do it.

On the first night when Shan Yunche left, He Qinghui tossed and turned over thinking about him, unable to fall asleep.

But I still forced myself to finish all the learning tasks for the day.

Miss his smell, miss his whisper, miss his hug, miss his kiss.

In the end, He Qinghui climbed directly onto his bed to sleep, letting himself be completely surrounded by the fragrance of mint.

Now I can't sleep anymore.

Of course, the same goes for Shan Yunche.

Missing him so much that he couldn't even close his eyes all night.

Although he knew that he might be sleeping, He Qinghui couldn't help but initiate a video call to him.

The result is seconds.

In the picture, Shan Yunche is also lying on the bed, holding a mobile phone in one hand, while the other hand is pressed by his head.

The two smiled at each other.

The lens shakes a little.

I always feel that the pattern of the bed sheet is very familiar.

Shan Yunche: "Hold the phone steady, let me see you."

So He Qinghui moved the phone farther away, lifted the quilt, and exposed his upper body to the camera, "Here, let's take a good look."

Shan Yunche's throat suddenly became very dry.

He knew that He Qinghui did it on purpose.

"You slept in my bed naked?"