Be at the same table with the rumored boss

At five o'clock the next morning, Su Mianyang planned to go back to school for no other reason. If Xiao Lang decided to come out to find him, it would not delay until now.

Whenever he couldn't hold on anymore, he would fantasize that Xiao Lang would appear in the next second. The intermittent dreams in the middle of the night rehearsed the scene of meeting countless times, but Su Mianyang couldn't wait for Xiao Lang until the end.

There seems to be some low-grade fever.

The rapid loss of physical strength forced Su Mianyang to give up, and he planned to go back to school to catch up on sleep.

Su Mianyang was dizzy and almost lost the ability to think. On the way back to school, he relied on his body's memory. When he returned to the classroom, he lay down on the table.This startled Zhang Haichao, he tried to wake up Su Mianyang, "Brother Yang, are you alright?"

"I'm fine...Xiao Lang...don't worry..." Su Mianyang didn't look up, he heard someone calling in a daze, so he responded according to his own feelings.

Zhang Haichao became anxious, he reached out and touched Su Mianyang's forehead, and was immediately terrified by the hot temperature, "I'll go, this is not going to swim the moat last night, right? Knife, help me, send Brother Yang to the infirmary. Squad leader, ask the three of us for leave."

However, just when Zhang Haichao was in a hurry, Su Mianyang's hot hands grabbed his knuckles that he hadn't had time to withdraw.

Zhang Haichao didn't think much about it, he just thought that Su Mianyang was sleepy, so he pulled out his hand without much effort, and he and Liu Xiaodao helped him to the infirmary from left to right.

An injection was prescribed in the infirmary, and the two of them accompanied Su Mianyang for an infusion. After sleeping for about half an hour, his spirit gradually improved.Liu Xiaodao stayed and looked at the infusion bottle, Zhang Haichao ran to the cafeteria to buy porridge for the patient, and after a while, Jiang Yu also came with breakfast for the three of them.

As expected of Zhang Haichao, Zhang Haichao realized that he had only bought a piece of millet porridge when he walked to the door of the infirmary. He bit the bullet and walked in and saw Jiang Yu and some breakfasts.

Zhang Haichao was so excited that he didn't know what to say, "I'll go, monitor, where can I find a good family man like you? I really fucking love you!"

Jiang Yu said with a smile: "It's not enough to love to death, isn't it good to live?"

Su Mianyang didn't have much appetite, and after a few mouthfuls of porridge, he felt sleepy again. He ignored the obstruction and lay down again, "I'm really fine, just sleepy. I didn't sleep much all night."

"Speaking of which, what did Brother Yang do last night?" Zhang Haichao asked curiously, "Didn't you sleep in the dormitory? Father Lang hasn't come back until now. Are you two together?"

Jiang Yu gave Zhang Haichao an elbow, "Why do you have so many questions, why don't you see the patient take a good rest?"

"Yeah, Brother Yang will let us know when he thinks about it." Liu Xiaodao said.

"Aren't I concerned about Brother Yang? Besides, Father Lang really hasn't come back for a long time, aren't you worried?" Zhang Haichao retorted, "I haven't finished my homework yet, I'm just waiting for my father to come back."

After saying this, there was no one to answer. Zhang Haichao realized that something was wrong but didn't know what was wrong. "What's wrong? Why are you suddenly silent?"

Until Su Mianyang, who was so loud that his temples hurt so badly that he was about to explode, said, "Don't wait, go back and do your homework."

"Why?" Zhang Haichao still couldn't understand, "Isn't today a working day?"

Su Mianyang rubbed his eyes, "I think he probably won't come to school again."

Zhang Haichao was stunned.

Su Mianyang finally got a trace of cleanliness and closed his eyes.

"Father Lang doesn't go to school anymore? He won the 500 million lottery at home and then quit school to start a business, right? Why didn't you take me with you?" Facts have proved that it is basically impossible for Zhang Haichao to rely on his own brain to guess.

"Dear Zhang Haichao," Su Mianyang pointed to the door, "Can you please consciously get out of my sight?"

Just as Zhang Haichao looked in the direction of Su Mianyang's finger, there was a heavy rain in the sky. He widened his eyes, stretched out his hand and gave Su Mianyang a thumbs up, "Niuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu whoever you point at."

It was raining heavily, and Su Mianyang looked at the pouring rain, but inexplicably remembered what Xiao Lang said about the role of snow when it first snowed: "Because the snow accentuated the desolate and sad atmosphere, which proved the sadness of the students after the exam. It foreshadows the inevitable outcome that some students will be doubled by their parents."

Now it seems that it is true to set off the atmosphere, and God has a heart to see his jokes, and insists on celebrating every moment when he is frustrated and helpless.

Probably because of a cold, Su Mianyang's nose was a little sore.

No reply from Xiao Lang is the best reply. The answer is clearly in front of him. Su Mianyang has been preparing for this day since the first day they fell in love. He thought of many possible endings, but he did not expect this The day will come so suddenly.

An ordinary evening self-study, an ordinary conversation, different from the vigorous breakup seen in the novel, everything before the ending is so ordinary, pushing him from the spire of happiness to the abyss when he was unprepared, It's something that life can do.

Su Mianyang clasped his phone and clicked into the grayed-out profile picture. He kept typing and deleting with his fingertips. He wrote many versions back and forth before finally sending a sentence.

Sy: I'll wait for your return.

It was winter when Xiao Lang came, with the harsh winter snow, grand and silent, it blended into his life at some point and swept his memory.And when Xiao Lang left, it happened to be the midsummer rainy season, and every heavy rain since then would probably remind him of this person.

Later, Su Mianyang read the only talk in Xiao Lang's space many times, revisited the good-looking books that Xiao Lang said many times, went to the place Xiao Lang said he wanted to go alone, and reached the same level. degree of excellence.

He is trying to use this clumsy way to piece together Xiao Lang's appearance bit by bit.

Before the final exam, Su Mianyang went out with a few people to buy exam equipment. Zhang Haichao tried to change his fate before the exam, and took a fountain pen with "God Possessed" printed on the cap, "I heard that this pen is effective, and Xueba It’s quite smooth to write seriously by yourself, Brother Yang, isn’t your fountain pen out of water? Try this instead.”

"Well, I'll try." Su Mianyang never liked to use fancy pens, but he was too embarrassed to directly reject Zhang Haichao, so he simply picked up one to try the effect.

Next to it is a stack of post-it notes for customers to test their pens on.

He didn't think about it too much, and let his right hand muscle memory write. He didn't realize what he had done until he finished writing a complete "Xiao".

Su Mianyang couldn't restrain the irritability in his heart. He wanted to paint a black pimple to block it, but after hesitating for a long time, he couldn't bear it, so he conveniently completed the word "Lang" at the back.

It was pitiful to see the familiar name alone on the paper, so he couldn't hold back and wrote "Su Mianyang" after the name.

After finishing all this, he was afraid that the post-it note would be torn off and thrown away by the boss after it was full, so he simply grabbed a stack of post-it notes.

Finally, among a group of people who bought rulers and pens, Su Mianyang became the most unique person who bought post-it notes before the exam.

Before entering the examination room, Zhang Haichao grabbed Su Mianyang's arm and touched it again and again.

Su Mianyang found it hard to understand, and he withdrew his hand in disgust, "What about frictional electricity?"

"No, brother," Zhang Haichao chuckled, "Before the exam, touch Xueba to feel European."

Su Mianyang was stunned.

It wasn't until this time that he suddenly realized that he had become an existence that could be regarded as a bully.This honor had always belonged to Xiao Lang before this, so he failed to realize how much progress he had made in time.

But before he had time to be happy, he was overwhelmed by the thought of completely losing Xiao Lang once again.

It's strange, when Xiao Lang was by his side before, he didn't feel anything, but after he left, Su Mianyang realized that Xiao Lang's shadow was everywhere in his life, even if it was just an ordinary elm tree, it would remind him of him being there. The appearance of bowing his head to do a question at dusk.

Su Mianyang felt that he was probably in a daze.

After the final grades came out, he was admitted to the experimental class of the third year of high school with very good grades.

Suddenly entering the experimental class from the loose parallel class is inevitable. The gap between the top three in the parallel class and the thirty or forty in the experimental class is difficult to balance, but Su Mianyang did not let this discomfort last for too long.

He has always been a rebellious person, which is reflected in all aspects. Some people think that he can't do it, so he insists on showing it to these people.

Su Mianyang was No. 15 in the class in the three-model exam, surpassing many students in the original experimental class.

It was Su Gu who was happiest to see his son's remarkable progress in grades. He didn't say anything, but the extra 100 yuan of living expenses that he quietly paid every month was a good illustration of this point.

The frequency of eating together as a family has increased, and Su Mianyang seldom argues with Su Gu again. The family atmosphere has become warmer, and everything seems to be developing for the better.

During the few days of his son's college entrance examination, Su Gu took special leave, Song Zhichun cooked three meals a day in different ways, and Su Mei obediently did not disturb Su Mianyang, and the whole family became candidates for the college entrance examination alone.

Until Su Mianyang finally came out of the examination room, Song Zhichun was waiting outside the examination room. Seeing him coming out, he couldn't hold back and asked, "You should have done well in the exam, right? I heard from other candidates that this year's questions are not difficult."

Su Mianyang frowned, "Isn't it difficult? I almost didn't finish my Chinese."

Song Zhichun hurriedly said, "That must be their nonsense."

Su Mianyang let out a chuckle: "I haven't finished yet, but it's not a problem to get five hundred and sixty-seven in the exam."

Song Zhichun couldn't help holding Su Mianyang and screaming, "Ah! My son is amazing!"

Passers-by around all looked sideways, Su Mianyang tugged Song Zhichun, Song Zhichun realized that he had overreacted, and hurriedly drove Su Mianyang to escape from this right and wrong place in a small three-wheeler.

On the way home, she still couldn't hold back and yelled in the direction of the examination room, "My son——was born to be great——"

Su Mianyang, who was sitting in the back seat of the tricycle, covered his face under the strange eyes of passers-by.

Su Gu, who learned about Su Mianyang's exam situation, brought two bottles of wine home. He ran to Zhao Lanya's room alone and got drunk. When Su Mianyang helped him out, he kept saying, "Lanya, let's The child is promising."

Su Mianyang smiled helplessly. He helped Su Gu lie down on the bed in the bedroom, but Su Gu didn't intend to go to sleep. He patted the head of the bed and said, "Son, sit down. Dad will tell you a few heartfelt words. Dad I’ve held it in my heart for a long time, and it’s really uncomfortable not to say it.”

Su Mianyang agreed like coaxing a child.

"Actually...Dad really, it's not that he doesn't want you to go to your mother's music school..." Su Gu said intermittently, "It's just that Dad thinks...you were stimulated by impulse instead of genuinely liking you. Dad is afraid You will regret it in the future... How could Dad, how could he not care about you and your mother?"

Su Mianyang was stunned.

It took Su Mianyang a long time to recall that he remembered that in the quarrel in the second year of high school, he threw his face at Su Gu, saying that Su Gu had lost Ms. Zhao in his heart long ago, and even used the matter of the conservatory of music as evidence.

He forgot about this matter after he finished speaking, but Su Gu kept it in his mind for such a long time. Su Mianyang inevitably felt a little complicated when he thought of this.

"Son, go where you want to go, and love who you want to love," Su Gu said inarticulately, "You can fill in the college entrance examination volunteers yourself. This time, Dad will never interfere."

Su Mianyang couldn't hold back his heart skipping a beat, he inevitably thought of Xiao Lang again.