Studying in Thailand

The chance encounter a few days ago really made Jian Jian excited for a few days, and it was only a few days, Jian Jian fell into a tangle again.These few days are a bit special, and I have already noticed this coming special day from the first time I looked at singto's ins.

Starting from this Monday, singto became very quiet. Whether it was in class or taking a private break, the whole person seemed a little depressed, and the few close friends knew very well that they didn't say much and just accompanied quietly.Simply looking at it is naturally very worrying, and I don't know whether to comfort him or not.

On this day, Jian Jian saw that Singto returned to the dormitory alone after school and never went out again, Jian Jian was very worried.Simply stay in his room and look at the wall, wanting to see singto through the wall.Such a quiet night is simple but hard to sleep. Sitting on the bed leaning against the head of the bed, leaning on the side of the head, I still can't let go of the singto separated by the wall.

Jian Jian suddenly remembered that he still had a bottle of red wine, which was also brought to him by Bloomberg last time.Simple is just a pity that there is no goblet for such a good wine, so I have to hold my own coffee cup and plan to have a drink to meet friends and take care of singto.

Simply took the wine and knocked on the door. Singto was lying on the bed alone in the room and heard the knocking sound. He wanted to pretend that he didn't hear it, but the knocker was persistent and even beat the rhythm on the door. One short and one long, like playing drums.This emotional rhythm forced Singto to get up and open the door, all the anger in his body just wanted to vent to the people outside the door.

As soon as he opened the door, before he could reprimand him, he saw a bottle of red wine in front of him, "Hello!" He simply put down the bottle, revealing a harmless face, even if Singto wanted to get angry, he couldn't do it.

Singto looked tired and helpless, "I'm sorry, I'm not feeling well today, can we talk about it another day?"

Simply don't need to see Singto's expression, just listen to the voice to know that Singto's current condition is not good, I really can't worry about him staying alone, and at the risk of being scolded and hated, I have to stay with him today, "Don't worry, Don't talk about study, don't talk about feelings, just have a drink."

Singto should have refused but because the person in front of him was simply unable to speak, maybe a drink would really relieve some pain, so Singto turned sideways to let Jian into the room.

As soon as Jian Jian came in, he began to look for available cups. After looking around, he saw a water cup on the table, "This is it."

Singto didn't stop, just watched from the sidelines, cleaned the glasses briefly, and filled the two ordinary-looking glasses with red wine, and couldn't help feeling amused.

Jian Jian sat on the floor, and Singto also sat beside him, took the cup that Jian Jian handed over, and said with a smile: "Drinking red wine with a coffee cup and a water glass, thank you for thinking of it."

"Isn't there no goblet?" Jian Jian is also a person who is particular about wine, and it would have been impossible to drink like this in the past.

Singto drinks two glasses of wine, and usually rarely drinks. Today, drinking is both aroused and depressed. Singto tasted the red wine, but it was not the same as before. "This wine tastes good, you Where did it come from?"

"Bloomberg brought it." He said simply and frankly.

Singto: "Why did Bloomberg bring you alcohol? You can imagine that you are an alcoholic!"

Simple eyelids rolled up, "I just love wine."

"why?"

Jian Jian let out a long sigh, "Do you remember why you drank the first time?"

Singto thought for a while and said: "I was admitted to university and went out to celebrate with a few friends." Looking back on the past, Singto was somewhat emotional. At that time, he was really like a child without any worries, "What about you?"

Simple: "I am similar to you. On the day of my third birthday in high school, my parents took my younger brother abroad to play. No one remembered that it was my birthday. Bloomberg saw that I was too sad and took me to drink. From then on, I fell into the abyss."

"I have poor self-control, and blame others?" Singto said with a sneer.

"cut."

Singto: "Why do you suddenly want to drink today? And because of the family?"

"No, it's because of you!" Jian Jian stared at Singto seriously when he said this.

"Me?" Singto didn't understand.

"I know what day tomorrow is. You have been in a low mood for the past few days, so I want you to drink away your worries."

Singto didn't expect Jian Jian to know, "How could you?"

"Please, I'm chasing you anyway, of course I need to get to know you better." Jian Jian then added, "But don't worry, I won't chase you these two days."

Singto was particularly curious about how Jian Jian knew so many things about himself, "How on earth did you know? Mark and they told you?"

Simple: "No. I didn't even tell Jane about chasing you. Only Bloomberg who is far away in China knows, so naturally I won't ask your friends."

"what is that?"

Simple: "Secret, this is my magic weapon that I can't tell you."

Singto pouted, "Don't talk about pulling down."

Simple: "Are you in a better mood? You are really worrying these few days. You may not have noticed that Gun and the others have been silently accompanying you all the time, so that others can see that they are very worried about you."

Singto didn't pay attention to the people around him because he was in a bad mood, "I made everyone worry about me."

"You are very lucky to have these friends by your side." Simply patted Singto on the shoulder, "Sometimes you can say something, don't worry about it alone, it will make you feel better when you say it, I am very experienced , Whenever I have something unhappy, I will spit at Bloomberg like taking out the trash."

Singto: "I just miss my mother very much. I didn't have time to say a lot to her, and she left. Since I was a child, she loved me very much. She would cut the fruit for me, wash my clothes and cook for me, because She disliked me doing the dishes too slowly and intentionally drove me away, but she didn’t want me to do it.” Singto sobbed as he spoke, Singto never let others see him cry, this is what his mother told him boys can cry but not Singto has always remembered how easy it is to cry in front of others, but made an exception today.

Jian Jian never expected to see Singto crying, she approached Singto gently, held Singto and patted Singto on the back, "I think she must be by your side, always watching you."

Singto: "It's scary to say."

Jian Jian suddenly thought of something and said, "Do you want to talk to your mother and tell her everything you want to say?"

Singto said with some surprise: "Of course I want to, but it's already impossible."

Simple: "Do you have a pen and paper?"

"Yes." Singto didn't understand what Jian Jian wanted to do, but he still brought a pen and two pieces of blank paper.

Simply put the pen into Singto's hand, "Write down everything you want to say."

Singto hesitated a little, and wrote down all the words in his heart according to the simple words in doubt, and soon two pages were filled, "Okay."

During this period, I simply went back to my room and took back an envelope, put the letter written by singto in it and sealed it, "When my grandmother passed away, I often had a lot to say, so I would write it down every time, and then wait until The letter was burned during the memorial ceremony. After the death of a Chinese, the living relatives will burn some money and clothing for the deceased, so that they can live comfortably in another world. So every time I have something to say, I will I will tell grandma in this way, although there is no reply, but I will be very relaxed after doing this. Every time I burn a letter, it seems that grandma has received a letter from home, do you want to try it?"

Jian Jian handed the packed letter to Singto, and Singto held the envelope tightly, looked at Jian Jian, and suddenly decided to go to a place, took the coat directly, pulled Jian Jian, "accompany me to a place."

"Now?" Jian Jian looked at the time and it was less than three o'clock in the morning.

"Ah."

Jian Jian probably guessed where singto was going, so he didn't stop him, but went back to the house and took something and went out with singto.

The night was dark, and there were few cars passing by on the road. After a while, a taxi came.

After a while, I came to a peaceful place, and I simply knew that this should be the cemetery where my mother was.Jian Jian followed singto to a tombstone and stopped.

At this time, the sky was getting brighter. Singto knelt in front of the tombstone and took out the letter he had just written, "Mom, today is the day you leave me. I have a lot of things I want to tell you. Some people say that if you burn it, you will take it away." I hope you can see it." Singto just wanted to light it, but found that there was no fire at all.

Jian Jian handed over the lighter that he had brought before going out from Singto's side.

"Thank you." Singto was a little surprised and simple-hearted, and lit the letter he had entrusted with after receiving it.Jian Jian quietly accompanied him, patting Singto's back from time to time.

Soon, a letter turned into ashes, and Singto suddenly felt that the stone in his heart was let go, "Mom, I miss you very much, don't worry, I will take good care of Dad, don't worry."

"Auntie, I'm your son's classmate. I didn't bring any gifts when I came here with him today. I hope you will forgive me. I hope you will bless him in peace and happiness, and also bless me to catch him!" Simply put A series of Chinese, singto did not understand a single word, "What are you talking about? You speak Chinese with my mother, she can't understand either!"

"Is there no translator in the sky? Auntie can find a Chinese translator to help her." The simple nonsense made Singto unable to retaliate.

Singto: "Mom, this is my classmate Easy. She told me about this method. Don't be surprised, she always thinks differently from others."

Jian Jian didn't speak at the side, just smiled, the reason why he spoke Chinese was that he didn't want singto to know.

Singto talked to his mother a few more words before going back, "It's getting late, let's go back, there will be classes in the morning."

"it is good."

The two drove back to school together, perhaps because they hadn't slept all night and drank alcohol. Singto and Jian Jian were both a little tired and fell asleep cuddling each other in the car. The driver saw such a scene through the side-view mirror She also showed a smile on her face, lamenting the beauty of the picture, and couldn't bear to disturb it.It wasn't until they arrived at the destination that they were woken up by the driver, and the two realized how intimate their actions were just now, and they were a little embarrassed for a moment.

Simple: "I'll go back to the dormitory to take a shower, and see you in class later."

Singto: "See you in class."

The two looked at each other and returned to their respective rooms with a smile.