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As I slowly walked up the stairs with extremely tired steps, this sentence came to my mind. When I was studying at school, I could use my homework to forget my doubts, but when I rode a car illuminated by the street lamp and walked on the road where there were no people, the cool evening breeze blew on my face, and the note came to mind again. Maybe I'm a little preoccupied, but the anomaly that happened this afternoon is strange no matter how you think about it. It was our math teacher who checked me, and with his personality, it was really possible to let me go, but I didn't need to search my body, just take the "stick" (Bo Ye's words) and sweep it over my body, how did he put the note in my pocket?

This kind of thing is not understood at all, but if the brain is idle, it will unconsciously think, and finally lead to the current situation of brain exhaustion...... It's definitely not because I've been sleeping too late lately!Absolutely! It's been so many days, and it's time for the body's biological clock to adjust......

I took out the key to open the door, and my brain suddenly began to get excited. According to this, the biological clock has indeed adjusted. It would be nice if I could not get sleepy during class after a while.

"Yo, I said Dad, it's you waiting for you today?"

Closing the heavy security door, I changed into slippers and greeted my father, who was watching the news on the couch, in the form of a knowingly question. The other party didn't speak, just pointed to the TV, and the meaning was obvious: wait until the news is over.

"Ah, then I'll go to sleep first......"

"Wait. I've got something to tell you when the news is over. ”

Something to tell me, "What's the matter?" But it doesn't seem like a good thing......

I was a little hungry for dinner, so I took an apple out of the fridge, washed it roughly with the faucet, and sat down on the couch, nibbling on the apple while peeking at his expression, trying to guess something. Is my phone being discovered?

The evening news was quickly over. Turning off the TV, my dad opened his back from the sofa, crossed his fingers in front of him, leaned forward slightly, and put on a look of being ready to talk about things: "Wangwang, when did you sleep at night lately?"

When did you sleep? Could it be that I was really discovered? I was a little nervous. However, this does not prevent me from quietly giving my own lies - this kind of thing I have done many times since I was a child: "I slept when I came into the house, what's wrong?"

Father frowned slightly: "However, your homeroom teacher called this afternoon and said that your performance in class has not been very good recently." ”

Ah, Brother Ding. The face of the middle-aged man came to mind, and I smiled bitterly twice in my heart. There's no doubt that he is a good teacher, but the problem is that he is so good as a teacher - he cares so much about his students, even more than the students themselves, that if there is a little abnormality in the students, he will notice it and try to solve the problem for them. This kind of teacher is very conscientious, but as a teacher, the sense of responsibility is too strong, there are too many nosy things, and he is also the deputy director of the department, so it is naturally difficult to win the love of us adolescent boys and girls. I dare say that there are very few people in our grade who can think of the top brother as much as I do, and most people will just think of him as a nosy "bald".

That's why I admire him. But now it seems that it is this point of him that I admire that is starting to cause problems for myself.

"You're older and want to make your own decisions. Adults will give you your own space," he continued, seeing that I didn't speak, "but every stage of man has its own tasks......"

"I understand. Now I'm a student, and my job is to learn. I nodded. I'm not lying, but I think from the bottom of my heart—when will you have to wait until you accumulate knowledge now? Wouldn't it be sad to want to study when you really don't have time to study?, but this kind of thinking seems to be a heresy among students......

"I also know you can figure it out. My dad wasn't surprised by my sudden interjection. This can be regarded as a unique way of communication between our father and son, "However, whether it can be implemented in practical action or not depends on you." ”

"I understand. Nodding with a smile, I threw the cleaned apple cores into the ashtray, "It's not early, let's go to bed first." ”

"Well, go to bed early. ”

It seems that before eleven o'clock, don't think about code words. Back in the house, looking at the clock on the wall, I thought to myself. It's been a year since I "battled my wits and courage" with my parents, and they never beat me in this kind of thing.

Taking off my glasses, burrowing under the covers, throwing my phone under the pillow, I closed my eyes and tried to keep myself in a state where I was resting and not being able to fall asleep. As expected, after a while, the sound of the door opening was picked up by the ear, and although it was faint, it was still very noticeable in the silence of the night. Feeling the familiar breath approaching and then leaving, and finally hearing the "click" sound of the deadtongue biting the keyhole, I "whoosh" out of the quilt at once, put the pillow up as a cushion, took out my mobile phone, and began to organize the thoughts that had been ready to go into words.

Looks like I've won this time.

"Why are there fewer updates today?"

After sending it as usual, it was the book friend who replied to me first. gave the other party a helpless expression: "No way, the school raided the mobile phone this afternoon, and then the parents came to check the ward again at night, bombing in turn, mentally exhausted." ”

"Actually, you're tired because you've been staying up late all this time, right?"

“…… It's good to know this kind of thing, and it's too embarrassing to say it. Besides, who is it, who has been replying to me until so late. ”

"If it's too late, just don't reply to me and go to sleep. ”

"That's rude!

As a result, as soon as the conversation continued...... Looking at the replies in the past two weeks, there are many situations where there is a feeling of being speechless. But...... How to put it, I feel very relaxed.

Ah, by the way, there is a counterattack in this regard!

"Besides, why don't you take the initiative to terminate it! If you want to say that the responsibility should be on both sides, why blame me!"

"I didn't get my work (#‵′) convex because of lack of sleep"

"Work?...... I thought you were vagrant. But what do you do? I've never heard you talk about it. ”

"My job? huh...... Logistics. ”

"Courier?"

"(╰_╯)#当然没有那么简单! It's a regional logistics management, and it's also doing security-related work!"

Logistics and security? How do these two come together?

"The latter is mainly about violence to maintain stability. ”

…… Understood, on the one side are logistics companies, on the other side are participants in underworld organizations. The water in here seems to be very deep.

"Honestly, it's ...... A legendary class. But what should I call you? Brother or Uncle?"

I guess it's not my dad's generation. It should be normal to call brother......

"(╰_╯)#叫什么叔叔和哥哥啊! I'm only seventeen! Seventeen!

Seeing this reply, my glasses fell off the bridge of my nose all at once. Hold on to your glasses, and just as you are about to reply, the prompt tone rings again:

"And I'm a woman. ”

What are you kidding! A seventeen-year-old girl can become socially self-reliant and have the kind of position just described? Can she read the novels I write and urge them to be updated every day? Can she have such a broad range of life experience and knowledge? Moreover, why does a seventeen-year-old emphasize three times, and use an exclamation point every time, but only a bland full stop when it comes to her own gender? Is the point wrong?

I see. This thing has been smashing me since the very beginning. Absolutely.

"Seventeen years old, still a girl, come on, comrade, do you think you are a purple mother?"

There was no response for half a day after this sentence went out. Thinking that this time the other party wanted to try to take the initiative to cut off, I began to prepare for sleep, but at this time the prompt tone sounded again:

"Hehe ”

Isn't it? Stimulated by something?

"Hey, what's the matter with you? Nervous disorders? Sheep is crazy? Do you need me to call 120?"

This reply is a veritable stone sinking into the sea, and I waited for a long time and failed to receive a reply from the other party. Turning off my phone in confusion, I took off my glasses and lay down on the bed, staring at the ceiling that was supposed to be there in the dark.

Don't help me? What do you mean? Don't help me? Are you going to give up this book?

There weren't many readers in the first place, but as a result, who else could there be when this veteran left......

I'll apologize tomorrow. Although I don't know what I'm doing wrong.

With a sigh, I closed my eyes and prepared to fall asleep.

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