silent sample

Tang Yuan woke up very early in the morning. He slept too much the day before, and his biological clock was almost messed up.

He opened the door and went out, Song Yichuan had already got up and was packing his things neatly.

Looking at his face like this, it's okay, but last night Tang Yuan could feel that Song Yichuan had been in and out of his room more than once, so he probably didn't sleep much.

"Are you leaving?" He read the time soon.

"Well, are you feeling better?" Song Yichuan asked.

"Okay." It didn't burn much in the second half of the night.

"I took two days off for you and Lao Xu, take another day off, and I'll bring you back lunch at noon."

"No need, I'm not that delicate, I have a fever and I need someone to take care of me." Tang Yuan said, "You go first, I'll come right after I wash my face."

Song Yichuan said yes, he was indeed going to be late soon, if Lao Xu found out that he left school without permission, he would be in trouble.

Tang Yuan waited for him to leave, and was about to go to the bathroom to wash up, when Tang Sirong's phone came in, "Are you still at your classmate's house? I'll come pick you up now."

"You're back?" Tang Yuan couldn't hold back his surprise for a moment.

Since he started working, Tang Sirong went home less often. Tang Yuan was afraid that she would be tired on the way back and forth, so he usually didn't mention her coming back.

"Yes." Tang Sirong scolded: "You are already like this, how can I rest assured, come back quickly and let me have a look."

"What's wrong with me?" Tang Yuan said helplessly, "You really know how to make a fuss out of a molehill. If I were your boss, I would deduct your salary."

"Quiet, salary is not as important as you. I'll be home in a while, and I'll pick you up in Dad's car."

Tang Yuan didn't know where he was, he didn't even look at the door when he entered, he tidied up a little and went downstairs, with his vague memory, he found the door that he came in yesterday, and only after asking the guard did he know which neighborhood it was.

He sent it to Tang Sirong.

Tang Yuan didn't dare to stand outside casually, the fever was very evil, and it happened over and over again, in case he got hurt again, it would be difficult to explain to Tang Sirong when he turned around, so he found an early morning shop by the roadside, went in and ordered a bowl of soy milk And a white jade tofu bag.

When the proprietress brought it to him, she said casually: "Why does the young man eat such a little, is it enough?"

"Enough." Tang Yuan stirred the sugar in the soy milk, "I don't have much appetite."

"Hey, how can you lose your appetite at such a young age? Don't just learn how to lose weight."

"..."

"Look at you, you are thin enough. When you grow up, don't listen to them, eat more."

"... Didn't lose weight." Tang Yuan smiled, what kind of weight loss, these two words are not in his life dictionary at all.

It's not that he is modest, under normal circumstances, he can eat more than ten buns of this size at one go, but today is a special case, and the hardware does not allow it.

Seeing the enthusiasm of the proprietress, Tang Yuan asked for more, and packed it for Tang Sirong.

When it was almost time to eat, Tang Sirong said that she had arrived, Tang Yuan opened the door and went out, the car was parked by the side of the road, he wrapped his clothes tightly and opened the door.

Before she could sit still, Tang Sirong's backs of her hands were pressed against her. The air conditioner was on in the car, but her hands were cold. Tang Yuan was so cold that his neck shrank, and he hurriedly said, "Retreat, retreat, my classmate I took good care of it, and took me to the clinic to have the water hung, which was the first time in my life to hang the water.”

"It's worth your pleasure to hang the water." Tang Sirong glared at him, but fortunately her body temperature was considered normal, she turned to say: "Give me your old Xu's phone number, I'll ask you for a leave, go back and rest for another day."

Tang Sirong had asked about Tang Yuan's teacher before, and knew who his class teacher was, but she was not so good at that time, Lao Xu, she only substituted for their class, and she reacted when Tang Yuan said his name to her meeting.

But Lao Xu does have the ability to lead Class A.

After hanging up the phone, Tang Sirong sighed softly.

"What's wrong?" Tang Yuan asked.

"I reminded Dad before, and told him to wait for you to enter Class A, and go to your head teacher to say hello, but he forgot again."

"What should I do?" Tang Yuan smiled, seeing her uneasy expression, he thought something had happened, "Sister, I am in the third year of high school, not a kindergarten. I am divided into classes, and I need to say hello."

"If you don't get hit by others, even if you don't see each other, you should always have a phone number. After all, the purpose of class division is for the school to give you preferential treatment. How can parents not pay attention to it?" Tang Sirong started the car, "I'll tell him when I get back. "

"Then you..." Tang Yuan quickly swallowed the words out of his mouth. There was nothing to ask. He coughed twice, "Did you tell your parents that I want to go back?"

"Yeah." Tang Sirong turned to look at him, knowing what he was thinking, "I didn't say you had a fever, just said that I came back and wanted to have dinner with you."

Tang Yuan put his hands in his sleeves, and lightly touched the exposed fingertips. He was thin and pale, and there was an abnormal redness from repeated rubbing.

"Don't think too much." Tang Sirong said softly, and patted his head, "My younger brother is about to take the college entrance examination, I'll come back to see him, so I don't need to find a reason."

Huang Jun was at home that day, and Tang Yuan knew she was there. His superior memory has never made a mistake in this matter.

Seeing him, Huang Jun didn't say anything. Tang Yuan had been attached to Tang Sirong since he was a child. When he heard that she was coming back, it was normal to skip class and run away. She never said anything about him, and neither did Tang Yiyu.

Tang Yiyu specially turned down the entertainment that night and came back, and cooked a table full of Tang Sirong's favorite dishes. The family of four sat at the same table to eat after a long absence.

Tang Yuan slept all afternoon, and his energy that had just recovered was lost by him when he turned his head. With his messy hair, he sat on the sofa for a long time before fully waking up.

He used to especially like this kind of family reunion and happy atmosphere. He said that children couldn't sit still, but at that time, even if he didn't do anything and just asked him to sit aside and listen to them chatting, he could still sit like this for a whole day. one night.

It's just that most of the time, due to the slightly dull personality of their family, he can't just sit like this, and if he sits for a long time and gets bored, people will leave.

To this end, he has played countless tricks and played all kinds of ugliness. He has countless topics and endless words. As long as he doesn't shout to stop, he can keep talking.

Until one day, he found that when he was tired of talking, the people who listened were also crying tired. After talking so much and listening for so long, people still had to leave.

Still boring.

It's boring.

Huang Jun suddenly asked him about the school, Tang Yuan answered in a regular manner, in the past he should be very happy, but today he couldn't arouse any interest, even Tang Yiyu looked at him and asked him if something happened.

"It's too much pressure." Tang Sirong scooped a spoonful of beef soup into his bowl, "Eat more, your body is the most important thing."

Most of Tang Yuan's appetite recovered, he would eat whatever Tang Sirong gave him, and he would nod whatever Tang Sirong said... The pressure is quite high, the monthly exam is this weekend, and he hasn't read anything yet.

Tang Yuan sleeps in the attic at night, the house is small, there are only two bedrooms in total, when he was young, he and Tang Sirong shared a room with upper and lower bunk beds, but when he got older, he had to move up.

The attic has poor lighting, cold in winter and hot in summer, Tang Yuan didn't live there for too long, Tang Sirong lived on campus in the first year of high school, and he moved back, only living there on weekends.

Tang Sirong came to make the bed for him, no one slept for a long time, and the room smelled of damp, "You are not allowed to sleep here as a patient, I will only stay for one night, you go down quickly."

"It doesn't make sense to let you sleep."

Tang Yuan jumped onto the bed, the bed frame creaked suddenly, he was determined, "I warn you, don't argue with me, let you sleep, I'm still not human."

"It's fine if it's my younger brother." Tang Sirong smiled and whipped him with the sheet, "Take it easy, you'll fall on the floor if you break it."

"It's not bad, sister, do you know that when I was first exiled, I jumped hard every day, and I hoped that one day if it broke down, I could change to a bigger room. After all these years, it's stronger than me. , it will be fine if I fall apart someday." Tang Yuan solemnly sighed heavily.

"If the jump breaks, you can buy a bed or a house."

"You don't know about that. Isn't grandma still around then? She's superstitious, she asks God to worship Buddha even if the bowl is broken at home, how can she not make a fuss about such a big thing like the bed? Said that the Feng Shui of this house is not good, then..."

Tang Yuan suddenly felt boring when he was talking. It happened so many years ago, he didn’t earn a penny, and he was yelling and changing here, "Forget it, I just thought about it, how difficult it is to buy a house."

"There's something I haven't asked you all this time." Tang Sirong pushed him to sit next to him, "Have you figured out where to take the exam?"

"Do you still need to ask, of course it is to test where you are." Tang Yuan said: "You refuse to go back to your hometown, so I have to stay close to you to take care of you."

"Then I'll buy it for you."

"Helping my brother demon."

"..." Tang Sirong wanted to beat him again.

She helped Tang Yuan tidy up the sheets and quilts and replaced them with new ones, "Go to bed early."

"Will you send me to school tomorrow?" Tang Yuan lay down under the quilt and looked at her with his eyes exposed.

Tang Sirong wanted to turn off the light for him, and imitated his speech, "Do you still need to ask?"

Tang Yuan laughed and quickly said good night to her.

Tang Sirong sent him to school early the next morning, and went to find Lao Xu by the way, and talked about what Tang Yuan didn't ask, probably to say hello for Tang Yiyu.

Tang Yuan entered the classroom, and the morning reading was about to start. Yuan Qian patted him, asked him if he was all right, and then handed over a stack of papers, "I've sorted it out for you, do it quickly."

"How many pieces?" Tang Yuan was shocked by the thickness. Usually, he didn't think it would be so impressive to put together a piece.

"Fourteen."

"..."

Tang Yuan turned around with a heavy heart, and found that Song Yichuan was looking at him, "Why..."

"Why didn't you reply to my message yesterday?"

"……forget."

Tang Yuan wanted to say that the phone was out of battery, but it was impossible that it could not be charged for a whole day. He did see it, but he didn't reply when he saw it.

Song Yichuan probably sent him a message shortly after he arrived at school, asking him why he didn't come and whether he needed to ask for leave. Tang Yuan was either talking to Tang Sirong at that time, or he was just in a bad mood and didn't want to go back.

He said so lightly, without any unnecessary explanation, Song Yichuan didn't say anything.

They didn't say anything between four or five classes this morning.

Going out for lunch at noon, Song Yichuan was still with Xie Yao, Yang Qifan rarely came to wait for him at the door, Tang Yuan didn't want to be too deliberate, so he could only follow behind those two.

He intentionally slowed down to keep the distance away, but Yang Qifan was tall and long-legged and always liked to put his shoulders on his shoulders, pushing him forward invisibly, "Is your health better?"

"How do you know?"

"I don't know if you haven't shown up for two days." Speaking of this, Yang Qifan was still a little angry, "I even sent you a message, but I didn't reply, is it brother?"

Tang Yuan coughed, "I didn't see it."

"Fuck you, you didn't see anything, you just don't want to go back." Yang Qifan rolled his eyes, "I don't know you yet."

"..." It's really embarrassing, Tang Yuan glanced at Song Yichuan in front of him, he probably didn't hear it from a distance.

He didn't expect Song Yichuan to be angry about this matter... Didn't he mean angry? Are you angry? After all, he didn't admit it himself, but he just didn't speak for a long time, and he didn't talk every day before.

Maybe it will be a little uncomfortable, think about it in another way, take care of you all night after busy work, turn your head without making a sound or even a fart.

But isn't it common to forget to reply to messages, let alone in his state.

Tang Yuan realized that he cared a little too much about Song Yichuan's emotions.

"Is it your sister who brought you here this morning?" Yang Qifan asked suddenly.

"En." Tang Yuan withdrew his gaze and turned to look elsewhere.

"Damn." Yang Qifan yelled next to his ear, "No wonder you don't think you are handsome, your sister is the real beauty."

"Of course." Tang Yuan smiled, "Haven't you heard of the legend of XX level?"

As for Tang Sirong back then, that was the real sensation. Song Yichuan was far behind her.

"Level xx? That's seven or eight years ago. Where can I hear it?" Yang Qifan sincerely sighed that he was born at an untimely time, and then changed his tone, "But if you want to talk about legends, I've heard of other legends. One is also in our experiment."

"Ok?"

"It's about how many times we were in the past. I don't know which one. There is a girl who is also very beautiful. She is almost like a star, and her key grades are very good. She often comes first in the grade. People who like her go to the school gate. The clock tower went back and forth more than eight times, and I heard that someone jumped off the building for her."

"It's such an exaggeration, why haven't I heard of it?"

With such a similarity, Tang Yuan thought he was praising Tang Sirong from a different angle on purpose.

"Maybe it's because it didn't end well."

Tang Yuan frowned subconsciously, "Why not?"

"I heard that the girl was born with a heart attack, and the doctor said she wouldn't survive, but she died not long after the college entrance examination." Yang Qifan shook his head and sighed, "I can only say that the beauty is unlucky, and I don't know if it's true. After so long, it sounds like acting in a Korean drama..."

The person under his arm suddenly stopped moving, Yang Qifan froze, and wanted to ask him what's wrong, when he saw the person who heard the voice just now, there was no smile on his face at this moment, "Who did you listen to?"

"Ah...then, I didn't hear anyone..." Yang Qifan didn't understand, so he just felt that Tang Yuan's mood was very wrong, he deliberately laughed twice, "...that's a legend, passed around, no one knows True or false, what's wrong with you?"

Song Yichuan also stopped in front, and cast his eyes on Tang Yuan.

Tang Yuan looked at him with an extremely cold voice and said, "I don't know if you're passing on stories that are true or false, do you only have this bit of gossip left?"