desolate

After the holiday, life suddenly became much more relaxed.

In fact, there is nothing idle in school, but there are many people around, and we need to socialize and communicate.

Zhou Ze used to deal with these things, although he was not so smooth and smooth, but at least he was able to properly manage the relationship between everyone, and even until not long ago, some former classmates would still chat with him through social software, and by the way, I would like to express to my classmates Missing him.

If it was before, what would he say?

"Thank you, I miss you too" or, "I'm fine, I'll definitely go back and see you"?

Probably will say.

But now Zhou Ze didn't reply anything, and even posted a circle of friends in a wicked way.

And those news, after they are sent out, will only sink into the sea. Over time, people will forget about Zhou Ze, and even give him a bad adjective.

But there's nothing wrong with that.

The first time I saw Ma Wenjing was one afternoon years ago, when Zhou Ze was leading Cheng Zhizhi to buy couplets by the roadside.

Maybe it's because of too long a leisurely life, Zhou Ze has selectively forgotten many bad things and people, including his mother.

Years ago, the laboratory would be on vacation for a few days. Ma Wenjing returned to Pingjiang from Seoul without saying a word, and appeared condescendingly in front of Zhou Ze, holding a transfer certificate and a report card and ordering him to go back with her.

In addition to the two of them, there are also the dean of No. [-] Middle School, the head teacher of Class No. [-], and Zhou Haiyang, the middleman.

As soon as the several parties met, the matter of Zhou Ze's accommodation abroad was revealed to the public.

...the crime is aggravated.

Zhou Haiyang stopped Ma Wenjing: "Xiao Ze is so old, he has his own ideas, so live outside if you live outside!" Turning his head, he persuaded Zhou Ze, "If you are not used to living in school, you can come to uncle's place, There's no need to live outside, right?"

One sound on the left and one sound on the right, just looking at it made him feel tired and panicked.

Zhou Ze always wondered, if Zhou Haiyang could put half of the force he and Ma Wenjing had given on himself, would grandma sigh less before she died?

Ma Wenjing pulled off the hand in front of her twice.

Zhou Haiyang had no choice but to step aside: "Sister...sister, if you have anything to say, please say it well..."

In fact, his worries were completely unnecessary.

Ma Wenjing has always cherished her own image the most. As a successful woman, even if the sky is falling and she is about to die, she will tidy up her appearance and walk into the laboratory without changing her appearance, and continue to fight for herself and the cause of the country for the rest of her life.

Even more so now.

Don't say harsh words, she didn't even move her expression.

"Let's put it aside before renting a house, and look at your own grades first."

She put Zhou's final report card on the table.

Ranked eighth in the grade and second in the class, two points behind the previous one, with a total score of 596.

Is this a bad grade?

not bad.

But the problem is that in the monthly exam when Zhou Ze first entered school, he missed one Chinese, and his total score was 502 points.

There is a famous saying in the college entrance examination that has been passed down through the ages: one point is a thousand troops.

Calculated in this way, he lost the three teams of sea, land and air before.

Ma Wenjing has also read the papers for this exam. Compared with the key high schools in Seoul, it is not too difficult.So it can only explain one problem - Zhou Ze's study has indeed regressed, and it is very serious.

"In less than a semester, your grades have dropped by at least forty points. Moreover, in the last month, you skipped classes three times, left early six times, and arrived late five times."

As expected of his mother, even this can be found out.

Zhou Ze stared at the rounded corners of the desk, a little absent-minded.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Ma Wenjing didn't care: "It doesn't matter, you are only a sophomore in high school, and there is still time. I have already completed the formalities for you. Come back with me today, and report to the new school after the Chinese New Year."

"I dont go."

Zhou Ze suddenly stood up straight.

"I dont go."

He repeated it again.

"...Not going?" Ma Wenjing paused, and said two words coldly, "No."

"why!"

"Because you are my son!"

Ma Wenjing raised her voice a little, but after blurting out this sentence, she seemed to feel strange again, she supported her forehead, and said again: "The college entrance examination is very important to a person, and there is only more than one year left, hold on, Mom doesn't want you So many years of hard work have been in vain, and I don’t want you to regret it when others enter a good school and a good unit!”

Director Yan also echoed: "Zhou Ze, your mother is right. In fact, why do we want to give up such a good seedling like you? But your recent grades have indeed dropped sharply. No matter what the reason is, our original intention is not to delay you. Life."

"But this is my business, and I want to make my own decisions."

"...Even if I go to college, you will arrange my major, my job, and my marriage!"

"You said that I can make my own decisions after college, but why did you take me to see a teacher majoring in mathematics? I... don't like mathematics..."

It would be nice if there was a shell.

Get in, hide.Can't see, can't hear.

Then you don't have to face it.

Zhou Ze buried his head deeply, and at a certain moment, he planned not to think about anything, and wanted to tell them in a self-defeating manner that he just didn't want to go to this school, and no matter how hard or difficult life will be in the future, he will be careless.

Wu Guang has been silent for a long time. As a class teacher, he likes Zhou Ze very much. He thinks this child is obedient and has good grades. Although he has become a little rebellious recently, he only thinks it is a normal change in puberty.

He clearly remembered that Zhou Ze listened carefully to every class - it wasn't that he didn't like learning, it was just for a reason.

He sighed heavily, as if tired a lot.

"Zhou Ze, it's my fault that I don't know you as your class teacher. On the first day you came, the teacher said that you can come to me for anything, but you never did, whether you don't want to trouble me or It doesn’t matter if you don’t trust me. You can choose not to listen to your mother’s words, or you can have other choices, but it must not be based on the premise of hurting yourself. The college entrance examination is indeed not the only way out, but it will always be the most convenient and fair way. If you have other goals, the teacher supports you. But are you willing to go to a second-rate university or a junior college or even a high school in the end? You are still young, and you should never give up on yourself to retaliate against others.”

Everyone said a lot of heart and soul to him, except Ma Wenjing.

She frowned slightly, as if she felt difficult, and finally said: "Calm down."

Calm down ass.

The icy cold wind is running like a meat grinder between the sky and the earth, and the cold in the south is so cold that it hurts people's bones.

It was still a little sunny when Zhou Ze went out, so he didn't wear any warm equipment. When the wind blew, he curled up like an ostrich, wishing he could walk with his head in his arms.

Ma Wenjing took Zhou Haiyang's car back to the hotel. He wanted Zhou Ze to go with him, but the child turned around when he saw his car, so he had to give up.

The car exhaust sprayed out a cloud of gray-white gas, which was indistinguishable from the dry concrete road.

Zhou Ze walked out of the school, the street was sparsely populated, there was a person standing in the corner by the door, wearing black pants and a blue scarf.

It might be freezing, Zhou Ze sniffed: "Why are you here?"

Pei also took off the muffled scarf and wrapped it around his neck, "I'm afraid you might run away."

The scarf is soft and warm with body temperature.

"...I won't leave." Zhou Ze said in a low voice.

"Like me so much?"

Pei also smiled and brushed away the catkins that fell on his head.

Zhou Ze was puzzled.

Pei also rarely asked in a gentle tone: "Then tell me, why do you like me?"

"You are handsome." Zhou Ze said, "You have long legs, you can cook, you can fight, you can bargain when you buy groceries—the most important thing is, when everyone wants me to be what kind of person, Only you accept my truth."

"I like you, because you are very good, so I like you very much."

As he was talking, Pei Ye suddenly reached out to cover his eyes, his eyes were completely dark, occasionally there was a glimmer of light emerging from the gap between his fingertips, and he could see the other party's shadow.

After a long time, Zhou Ze heard his slightly complaining words.

"Stop it, it's so fucking sour."

"..."

On the way back, Zhou Ze counted the days and found that it would be New Year's Eve in two days. He remembered that last year, Ma Wenjing worked overtime in the laboratory, and he ate three meals of instant noodles at home alone.

After Pei Ye heard about this, he immediately dragged Zhou Ze to the vegetable market to buy some food, and by the way, dragged out the unfinished wine from the hot pot meal on New Year's Day.

This meal was said to be to make up for it, but in fact, Pei also knew that he was in a bad mood, so he deliberately found something to distract him.

Have to say, works great, especially after drinking.

In fact, Zhou Ze's drinking capacity is average, and his sanity will gradually go offline after two or three bottles. Fortunately, he doesn't like to drink, and Pei has never seen him drink too much. He thought he had a good capacity for drinking, so he let him drink one after another, waiting for the reaction When he came over, Zhou Ze had already been in a daze for 10 minutes.

Pei also poked his face: "Sleepy?"

Zhou Ze, who was still in a daze one second, slapped his hand off the next second: "Don't touch me."

"..."

It's not enough to finish the job, I turned my head to look at Pei Ye: "Who the hell are you?"

Others are drunk, some fall asleep and some play crazy, but I have never seen a person with a split personality after drinking too much.

Seeing that Zhou Ze was about to open his mouth again, Pei Ye quickly covered him with his eyes and turned his head to warn Cheng Zhizhi: "Cover your ears."

Zhou Ze struggled a few more times, and Pei also avoided fighting with him, so he had to let go: "...you calm down."

Zhou Ze suddenly stood up, picked up the wine on the table, performed a bottle blowing show for them, and then stuffed the empty bottle into Pei Ye's arms, with a sideways look: "...you... pretend to be your mother!" What about the three good students? I don’t even pretend to be the fuck, but you still pretend? Aren’t you just a bad student representative? Whoever wants to go, you can snatch it from the study committee member who likes to watch porn, anyway, I don’t care.”

It was the first time that Pei Ye heard Zhou Ze say so many dirty words, and he was a little incapable of accepting it for a while, so he could only ask Cheng Zhizhi to cover his ears while trying to interrupt him.

Regrettably, with little success.

It was as if the anger that had been held back for countless years was finally able to be vented quickly with the strength of alcohol, Zhou Ze scolded many people at Pei Ye.

"... Standing and talking one by one without back pain. The Qingbei test is so easy, why don't you take the test? You can't wait to use it for two days, and you still say that I am making slow progress? Heh, you are fast, talking as fast as farting. In your eyes, I must be like this, but why should you tell me what I am like?!"

"OK OK."

Pei also kept patting him on the back like soothing a child.

As if he was tired of scolding, his throat was a little dry, Zhou Ze took another drink with his arms, his face was already slightly flushed at this time.

After an unknown amount of time, the swearing voice gradually became quieter.

It was late at night, and Cheng Zhizhi yawned several times. Before leaving, she found Pei Ye who was smoking by the window, and stretched out her hand to tug at the hem of his clothes.

"Brother Zhou Ze is asleep."

Pei also rubbed her hair heavily: "Well, go to sleep."

A little orange star burns a hole in this endless night. Under the silent gaze, they keep falling and then go out.

The phone was picked up on the eighth vibration.

"Come here, he's asleep."

"..."

"……drink wine."

"..."

"Your diazepam is useless. He may not be able to fall asleep after taking three or four pills a while ago... Forget it, hurry up and hang up."