Confess to you in early summer

He Ping was amused by Yan Wei's words, hung up the phone, put the phone in her bag, walked over and rubbed Yan Wei's head: "Look at what you said, if you are confused when you go out to play, people can still run away from the phone Come out? Your dad and I made a special trip to see you and spend the holiday with you."

Yan Wei suddenly realized, with surprise on his face, he asked with a smile, "Where is the father? Why didn't you see him? When did you arrive? Have you been waiting for a long time?"

Several questions in succession, with a happy and excited tone, coaxed He Ping's eyes to curl up, and a few shallow crow's feet were drawn out, and the things she originally wanted to ask were temporarily suppressed.

"We came here for almost an hour, and your dad can't enter the girls' dormitory. He's free here and has nothing to do. He went to the playground for a walk."

He Ping said, and went back to the dormitory with Yan Wei: "I made some zongzi at home. I wanted to say that you can try it when you go home. Since you don't come back, we will send it to you. How can you not eat it for the Dragon Boat Festival? Zongzi?"

Yan Wei pushed open the door of the dormitory while listening to her, and the other two female students staying in the dormitory stuck their heads out to greet her.

Scanning the big and small bags on the ground, Yan Wei took it for granted, most of them were daily necessities, nearly half of which were never used, or even if used, could never be used up, such as various vitamins, new clothes with simple colors and conservative shapes, Twenty catties of apples and a dozen pre-cooked rice dumplings.

These are all good intentions from her parents that she cannot refuse. Not only must she accept them all, she must also be grateful to Dade and express her joy in an extremely moving tone, otherwise she will be branded as unreasonable and inconsiderate of her parents' painstaking efforts.

Yan Wei also tried to express her appeal, explicitly or implicitly, that some things should be kept at home, like the dozens of catties of fruit piled on the ground, which she couldn't eat by herself.

He Ping can always refute her confidently. If you can’t eat alone, share it with your classmates. So many classmates will have nothing if they share it with each other. Where there is no need, whatever your mother gives you is good, you just accept it all. It will come in handy sooner or later.

One or two protests are useless, and it is meaningless to say anything else, just like the plate of dumplings that she had to finish eating on May Day a while ago.

"There are so many things." Yan Wei smiled, but her heart was numb, "Thank you Mom, you and Dad have worked hard."

He Ping was happy, and Yan Wei's thank you made her feel that everything was worth it.

She took out the zongzi, gave one to Yan Wei and her two roommates, and greeted them very warmly: "Come, let's try how it tastes. Auntie made the stuffing herself, bacon and peas. Let's see if it tastes good." .”

The roommates were very supportive. Although the rice dumplings were already cold after three or four hours of trekking, they still tasted them with a smile on their face, and said, "It's delicious, Auntie's craftsmanship is amazing!"

He Ping smiled from ear to ear, and Yan Wei also took a bite. It was the taste of his hometown, and it was not entirely true if he didn't like it.

After eating zongzi, He Ping wanted to help Yan Wei clean up, but Yan Wei stopped her: "Leave me to clean up by myself, let's go see Dad first."

He Ping nodded and agreed, "Alright."

They left the dormitory building together and walked along the cement road to the playground. He Ping finally found a chance to ask her: "I heard from your classmate that you go out of school almost every week. Is this true?"

During the time when Yan Wei didn't come back, He Ping asked Yan Wei's two roommates about many things, and this was one of them.

Despite feeling uncomfortable, Yan Wei still nodded and admitted: "Sometimes I go to the bookstore, and sometimes I just go for a walk on the street to relax."

He Ping's displeasure was obvious, but she suppressed her emotions and did not vent her emotions. She only persuaded Yan Wei patiently: "It's not good to relax. You have to go off-campus? It's not safe off-campus. It's almost the end of the semester. You have to prioritize before studying." is number one."

"Don't keep running outside the school for unnecessary things. Your dad will be upset if he finds out. Wouldn't it be nice to walk around the playground twice? Do you hear me?"

"Yes." Yan Wei obediently agreed, "I see."

The playground was empty and there were only three or two boys playing football on the huge green lawn.

Yan Tingyue was sitting by the stand to rest, seeing his wife and daughter coming together, his serious face softened a bit.

Maybe it was because of the holidays, or maybe it was what Teacher Xu said when communicating with them. Recently, there was no stimulation of exam results. Yan Tingyue seemed in a good mood today, and his attitude towards Yan Wei was much better.

Although most of his concerns were related to his studies, fortunately, his words were not as harsh as before, and Yan Wei's mood was more relaxed.

Seeing that it was getting late, Yan Wei asked them, "Dad is tired from driving here, isn't it? Are you going to stay in a hotel when you go back today?"

Yan Tingyue glanced at his watch: "Let's go now, don't stay here."

I drove three or four hours back from Fudu, and arrived home at about eleven o'clock, which was still too late.

Before leaving, he told Yan Wei: "It's the end of the semester soon, make up your own mind, and show me your performance when the time comes."

He Ping also said: "There is no refrigerator in the dormitory, and the zongzi should be eaten as soon as possible. It is best to share it with classmates."

Yan Wei agreed one by one.

After sending them to the school gate, it was almost eight o'clock when they returned to the dormitory, Yan Wei was physically and mentally exhausted, but at the same time, she was glad that the meeting went well and nothing happened, and they didn't find out that Yan Chu had bought her a mobile phone.

She picked up the two packs of zongzi and asked the two roommates if they still wanted to eat. Not surprisingly, she received unanimous embarrassing but polite rejections.

I went to the corridor and asked each dormitory again, one or two were sold out, and most of them were left when I came back.

Yan Wei already expected that in the next two days, as long as the zongzi were not bad, she might be full of them.

Like a salesman, after pushing the zongzi, she went to deliver apples, but she didn't deliver much, so she just packed two or three catties and gave them to the dormitory auntie.

When packing up, he found a few bottles of stomach medicine from the vitamin bag, looked at the piles of rice dumplings and apples, Yan Wei smiled.

After finishing her work, Yan Wei lay paralyzed on the bed, took out her phone to check the text message, the interface still stopped at Jiang Youyi asking her: Your birthday is coming soon, what gift do you want?

There are still two months left, Jiang Youyi probably wants to give her a gift before the summer vacation.

The depressed mood was instantly relieved.

want to see you.Yan Weixin said, but her fingers tapped out a line of words: It's too insincere, can't you think for yourself?

In less than two seconds, the phone buzzed.

Jiang Youyi: Alright then.

I couldn't see the expression, couldn't hear the three words in the tone, it just made Yan Weipin feel a little bit of gentle compromise, and suddenly his nose was sour.

Without hesitation, she tapped a string of numbers on the interface with her thumb, and dialed the phone.

"Hello?" The phone was picked up quickly.

Yan Wei: "Why did I hear the whistle? Are you outside?"

"Yes." Jiang Youyi lied without changing her expression, her tone was relaxed, "Suddenly want to drink yogurt, so I went downstairs to buy it."

"Oh." Yan Wei didn't doubt that he was there, and there was a bit of complaint in his dull voice, "Just now my parents came, and they brought a lot of things. If they can't eat, I guess it will be a waste."

Others might think that Yan Wei’s words were a bit ostentatious, but Jiang Youyi didn’t. She asked, “What did you bring? Zongzi?” She remembered when He Ping and Yan Tingyue came to school to see Yan Wei in the first year of high school. At that time, Jiang Youyi probably guessed why Yan Wei was unhappy.

After all, Yan Wei's mother is the kind of person who thinks it's better to bring milk from home than to buy it at school. She has seen He Ping carry three boxes of pure milk from the car and deliver them to Yan Wei, panting with exhaustion. to the dormitory.

It was a coincidence that she didn't know He Ping at that time, but the three stacked boxes of pure milk were too conspicuous, and students kept turning their heads to look at them while walking on the road.

When she returned to the dormitory, He Ping had already left, and Yan Wei bitterly unpacked the boxes by herself, and took the milk that couldn't fit in it out to the dorms.

"Zongzi, fruits, vitamins and so on." Yan Wei closed his eyes and sighed.

Every time He Ping brought her something, she felt very complicated. On the one hand, she knew that her parents were really good to her and wanted to give her everything, but on the other hand, she was really overwhelmed.

The saddest thing is that they can't communicate. They always feel that she needs it unilaterally, but they never care whether she wants it or not.

"Auntie made the zongzi herself, right? I want to try it too." Jiang Youyi said very naturally, "I'll pick it up at school tomorrow, please bring it to the school gate."

Yan Weijing remained silent for two seconds, but Jiang Youyi didn't hear her voice, and asked in confusion: "Why, you don't want to? Can't bear to give it to me?"

"Are you stupid?" Yan Wei complained.

He ran all the way from home to school just to help her take back the uneaten zongzi and sell them.

"You're stupid." Jiang Youyi smiled, "If you don't take something that doesn't cost money, you don't take it for nothing. Anyway, I have a refrigerator at home, so I can put it away if I can't finish it."

Yan Wei admits that what she said is reasonable, but isn't the fare the money for running back and forth between home and school?What about the time spent on the road?What about the physical effort to move things?Counting it all together, it is not worth it.

Without waiting for Yan Wei to say anything else, Jiang Youyi decisively made a decision: "That's the decision, I'll call you at school tomorrow."

After speaking, the phone hangs up.

Yan Wei: "..."

The shower lasted for half an hour, and when the rain stopped, Jiang Youyi walked back along the street.

I passed by a convenience store, went in and bought a box of yogurt, and ate it while walking.

Back home, Xue Yu was watching TV, peeling an apple in his hand, and turned around when he heard the movement: "Is it so happy to go out for a while? How much do you like staying at home? Is it raining?"

"No." Jiang Youyi skipped the first two meaningless murmurs to herself, only answered the last sentence, changed her shoes and walked straight to her bedroom, saying as she walked, "I'll go back to school tomorrow."

Xue Yu asked her casually, "What are you going back for?"

"Don't worry about it." Jiang Youyi said and took it to the door.

Xue Yu: "..." What kind of attitude?Do you turn your back on your classmates as soon as they leave?

She put down the fruit knife, put the freshly peeled apple for Jiang Youyi into her mouth and took a bite, it was sweet and crunchy.

Jiang Youyi opened the chair and sat down, took out the diary from the bag, and the date of the last page of the diary stayed on the weekend of last week.

Today's date was scrawled in handwriting, with brackets next to it, sunny to showery.

The nib of the pen was lifted naturally, but it was fixed at the beginning and did not move for a while.

A lot of things happened today, and when I really wanted to write, I couldn’t think of a complete sentence, so I laughed secretly.

After hesitating for a long time, he only wrote two strokes, and his ears started to turn red.

——Here we are.

Close your eyes and take a deep breath.

He pursed his lips and wrote the second sentence.

—I can see her tomorrow too.

The author has something to say: It's been a long time.