Chapter 72: Coming Quietly

Lin Ying has a lot of difficulties for her as an assistant, so it is inconvenient for Zijun to read in the office at noon. The exam in April was less than ten days away, and she applied for four subjects, which was a bit rushed. Every day after lunch and dinner, she has to find a quiet place to read. It seemed to feel like she was alone, but fortunately, she was used to it.

Chen Zi'an has signed a formal employment contract with the internship unit, and he said in the letter, Junjun, the family will be handed over to me in the future. Let my brother hold up a piece of heaven for you. There were tears in her eyes, but the corners of her lips couldn't help but rise, and finally she didn't have to hold on to anyone anymore, and it was really nice to have someone to share.

The college entrance examination month, known as the black July, is still coming as scheduled in the countdown day by day. Zhou Can was not nervous at all, he had been preparing for more than ten years, and his mind was very peaceful. He only needs to pass the exam successfully, fill out the volunteer and wait for the notice to be very close to his beloved girl.

But reality slapped him very much. Why did he no longer want to pursue the notice from Beijing, everything is just that he is still too weak. The facts are irrevocable, he can't waste another year to take the college entrance examination, and his parents won't allow him to be willful. As long as he thought of how disappointed Zijun would be if he couldn't wait for him, he couldn't pretend that nothing happened. He is still haunted by his parents' change of his will. said that he respected his choice, but secretly changed his words without saying a word. So he also chose to say goodbye, the first time he was so impulsive, and only left a note - I went out with my classmates to experience life, and I will come back before the start of school.

Zijun, you must not imagine what kind of mood I am in to go south. The scenery on both sides flew through the car window, Zijun, how did you feel when you first got on this train?

Since Zijun dropped out of school, he has known the importance of money, and in the past two years, he has been thinking about what to do to make money. He played games and sold equipment, and made a few small bucks by selling QQ numbers, which was enough for him to run back and forth to Guangzhou a few times. He bought a sleeper train, and got on the train in the afternoon, and it was already dark before he left Hunan. After eating a bowl of instant noodles, he took out a photo of him and her. They sat in the middle, surrounded by a few classmates. She was smiling brightly, and he was looking at her.

It was a promotional photo taken on March 5, 1996, at the end of the school organization activity. After the propaganda ended, the photo he cut out of the propaganda column was also after that time, and his feelings about her were very different.

From childhood to college, it has become formalism when there are more times, and even many children go not only do not help others, but also add trouble to people. I remember one time, a classmate insisted on helping a blind man who didn't need to cross the street to cross the road for the sake of performance, so that he had to grope his way back.

That time I went to a nursing home, and the students were busy sweeping the floor, wiping the tables, and taking out the garbage, but after half an hour, they were almost busy. When he went to the toilet, he saw Zijun washing and scrubbing at the faucet outside the toilet.

"Chen Zijun, what are you washing? Xiao Ping and a few other girls also came to the toilet, pinching their noses and screaming before they could get closer.

"Toilet. ”

"Ah, how do you wash that thing, is it dirty, isn't it dirty?Isn't there a toilet, why do you still use the toilet?" Xiao Ping listened and jumped farther, "Don't touch me for a while." ”

Zijun smiled, didn't speak, poured out the dirty water in the toilet, and rinsed it again. He stood there and couldn't move. Grandma's house also has a toilet, grandma is old, it is inconvenient to get up at night, and there is always a toilet in the room. Every time my mother went, she would refuse to stay in the room because it smelled, and even if she took him, she rarely lived at her grandparents' house. He knows that his grandparents like him, the only grandson, and he is smart and clever, and every time he goes, he hates to give him all the good ones, but it seems that he will be disliked by his mother every time.

When I was a child, I was not sensible, and what my mother didn't like, he didn't like either, and I didn't like it even more after being taught by my father a few times. When he grew up, he gradually knew the loss of his grandparents and his father's helplessness.

Zijun finished washing the toilet and carried it to the other side, and he couldn't help but follow......

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed that she would help a former neighbor's grandmother wash the toilet and spittoon, and she would go every week. Later, he went to his grandparents' house, rushed to help his grandparents work, and washed the toilet several times. At first, he was really not used to it, but when he saw his grandparents moved to the point of almost tears, he didn't feel good in his heart.

Zhou Can had insomnia, and in this silent night, the sound of the train clanging seemed monotonous and boring. He tossed and turned, thought about it a lot, and hated to see Zijun when he opened his eyes, but he felt that he shouldn't go to see her at the moment.

What do I have? I can't give her a single ounce of enthusiasm but enthusiasm. Now, I can't even decide where I want to study, and what can my promise bring her? When I met her, do you want to tell her that I can't come to Canton, and that you are willing to wait for me for four years? No, how can I be so selfish!

I didn't sleep all night, but I was in good spirits. He couldn't go to see Zijun, he couldn't go to see her until he was strong enough, he said it to himself several times, then bought a map, and rushed into the electronic market with his bag on his back several times.

In front of his eyes, it was like opening a Pandora's treasure box, full of dazzling, endless, encountering novelty, and then turning a corner can always find new and curious. And there is too little money on him that can buy. He wants to use the money to start a business, and there are so many good things! Mobile phones are too expensive, and MP3s are too expensive, and he can't buy a few of them, and it's hard to sell. He can only find some that are easy to sell in the mainland and are not too expensive.

He found a hotel next to him, spent two days in the market, and decided to bring back a cassette tape Walkman. This thing is indispensable for practicing English listening, the cheapest at home is more than 100, the expensive one is two or three hundred, and a new style is dozens of dollars in Guangzhou. The next night, he wrote and drew in the hotel, calculated the money on his body and calculated the approximate profit, but after that, he couldn't sleep. He wanted to see Zijun, even if it was just for a look.

He went anyway and lingered outside the factory for a morning. The place where he wrote the letter for a few years, the place where she lived for a few years, it turns out that she has lived here for several years. He did something dishonorable, asked the doorman to call her out, and then secretly hid to watch her again. Seeing her look around at the door, seeing her is finally complete. He watched as she couldn't find anyone and turned back to the factory.

He bought a train ticket for the evening and went to the market in the afternoon to pick up the goods. When Zijun entered the factory, he stood for a while before leaving. He was still selfish, he wrote a letter to her, and although he couldn't shamelessly make her wait for him, he still hoped that she wouldn't forget him.