There was a strange silence in the living room.

The electronic wall-mounted clock on the wall is "clicking...... The sound of "click" is not very pleasant.

After a while, Zhao Wenyuan suddenly touched Wang Huixin and said, "Put away the dishes and chopsticks, it's time to sleep." ”

Wang Huixin looked at her son and opened her mouth, but in the end she didn't say anything and got up to clean up the table.

Zhao Zijian just chased his mother's back, and saw that she really went over to clean up, so he retracted his gaze and looked at his father again.

That's ...... Finished?

It's not quite like their style, is it?

Zhao Zijian felt that his image in the eyes of his parents had collapsed like an avalanche.

The character is broken!

was originally a five-good student, but now he has been slapped in the face and become a scumbag.

Just let it go so easily?

Zhao Wenyuan said slowly: "In terms of study, your parents don't expect much from you, but you still have to be stable, okay? We don't seek progress, at least don't fall behind, when we take the college entrance examination, strive for us to be beautiful, at least take a copy, right......? If you need to spend money, you squeak, Dad will give it to you......! Well, you're eighteen years old, and that doesn't mean you can't do it, right? But you still have to refrain from it, okay? Take precautions, you're still too young. Got it?"

Zhao Zijian was stunned.

After Zhao Wenyuan finished speaking, he got up to leave, stopped again, looked at his son, and said, "Go back, when you think it's appropriate, bring it back to your parents, okay?"

Zhao Zijian grinned, not knowing if it counts as a laugh.

That's ...... Passed?

I'm a high school student, I actually got the Shang Fang sword, and my parents agreed to let me fall in love?

Why don't you think something is right?

Mom used to be resolutely opposed, but now why did they suddenly make a 180-degree turn?

Zhao Zijian felt that the car was about to overturn!

Could it be that they are really worried that they will not find a girlfriend in the future?

Or is there some other conspiracy?

Zhao Wenyuan deliberately came over, patted his son's leg, stood up, and entered the bedroom.

Zhao Zijian's eyes followed his back until the bedroom door was closed, and then transferred to the kitchen, three or five minutes, Wang Huixin simply brushed the dishes and chopsticks that Zhao Zijian used just now, wiped his hands, turned off the light, walked out, and said, "Zhao Zijian, go to bed early, let's go to sleep first!"

"Oh!"

When my mother entered the house, the door slammed shut again.

Come to an end.

But...... That's it?

What is the use of reliving a life?

Your father is still your father, it has always been your father, your mother is still your mother, it has always been your mother!

You want to break your head, and you can't understand what they're thinking!

…………

The living room was empty and quiet.

Zhao Zijian sat stunned for a moment, picked up the phone again, slid the screen, clicked into WeChat, and looked at the sentence for a while, until he gradually regained his composure.

Xie Yuqing, although he has not had much contact so far, but an old guy like Zhao Zijian, who has lived a long time, has already refined his fiery eyes, of course he can see that this is a girl who is emotionally introverted and restrained.

Supposedly, she didn't look like someone who could say such a thing.

But she just said it, and it was so coincidental that it was sent at this time!

Could it be that WeChat, because of the transmission of text, this way that does not need to be face-to-face, gave her extra courage?

At this moment, Zhao Zijian couldn't help but think of her face, and the warmth and softness of the hug on the cold night path.

After thinking about it, he typed in the input field: "What's wrong?"

But after being stunned for a while, I deleted it and returned with a smile. Immediately after, I typed in a few more words and sent it over - "We'll meet tomorrow!"

After about ten seconds, she came back to one, "Hmm!"

Zhao Zijian pursed his lips and put away his phone.

…………

Late at night, half past two.

The Spirit Gathering Formation was warm and flowing, and in the dark room, there seemed to be a faint glow of fluorescence.

Suddenly, the faint light slowly dimmed, and soon disappeared completely.

Zhao Zijian let out a long breath, and then jumped to his feet.

Taking a casual step in the dark room to move his body, he tried to stretch out his palm, secretly exercising, only to see that the palm immediately lit up with a faint light, and soon a small cluster of lightning flashed away.

But less than three seconds later, the light faded.

Zhao Zijian sighed, withdrew his palm, and stretched.

There is no way, the current aura of heaven and earth is really extremely thin, even with the blessing of the spirit gathering formation, it is still too early to cultivate to the level of pulling the power of heaven and earth!

After a brief moment, Zhao Zijian remembered that he had brought back only half of the test papers after school in the evening, so he went over to turn on the lamp, but when he touched his pocket, it was empty, so he had to run back to the bathroom, smear the pants that he took off in the shower from the dirty laundry basket, and turned the test paper out of his pocket, then came back and sat down, spread out the papers, and was a little quiet, and then started the test questions seriously.

But after doing only three or four questions, he frowned, didn't hold back, touched the phone, and turned it on.

A broken phone, which turns on very slowly.

And at the beginning, it was a special card!

So he simply threw it away, did two more multiple-choice questions, and then picked it up again, and at this point it was completely activated. But before Zhao Zijian could go to see WeChat, he suddenly received a text message.

Click on it, and it was actually a notification that there was a missed call.

The call time was a little more than a little more than just now, and the number was very familiar, Zhao Zijian remembered that it was Yu Mingxia's.

Why did she call at one o'clock in the middle of the night?

Zhao Zijian thought about it and decided not to go back - even if there was something, what if people were already asleep at this time! It was better to wait until tomorrow to call and ask.

So click on WeChat - well, WeChat also needs to react for a while.

And when it finished reacting, it also didn't wait for Zhao Zijian to look at the chat record between him and Xie Yuqing just now, and saw that Yu Mingxia, who had just been added a few hours ago, sent two messages.

Click on it, and the first one is, "Did you sleep? I'm so sorry, I want to trouble you with something!"

The second is, "Hello, aren't you there?"

Look at the time of the message, it is a few minutes earlier than the phone.

This can be replied to, if you sleep over there, just like yourself, see tomorrow.

So after thinking about it, he replied, "I just woke up, I have something to say." ”

After replying, he exited the page, clicked on the dialog box with Xie Yuqing, looked at it in a daze for a while, and then reached out and clicked on her avatar, and went in to see the circle of friends.

There is actually one of the latest today.

There are three pictures, one is a lively food street, the other is an empty small storefront with a few tables and chairs stacked in the corner, and the last one is a selfie of her.

She smiled like a flower, and her eyes were slightly slanted - there was something indescribably cute.

There are a few simple words and expressions underneath: Start over again [arm] [arm] [arm]

Zhao Zijian laughed slowly, like a real old man.

But suddenly, there was a dingdong on WeChat.

Zhao Zijian smiled, and subconsciously withdrew to look, it was actually Yu Mingxia.

She replied: Is it still there?

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