It is estimated that after an hour, Zhou Hangyue rode a motorcycle, whistling with bursts of mud, and came over in the dust. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

When we met, we were dumbfounded, dressed in mud and wearing rain boots that didn't reach our knees, and our hair was glued together.

"These days, I am planting in winter, and there is no surplus labor at home, so I am busy working alone, and I don't look at my mobile phone at home. I'm so embarrassed. ”

Seeing his face, He Ming and I held back our curses, swallowed them all into our stomachs, and didn't say a word.

"You don't come to say anything in advance, we have a landslide in the market here, it's very dangerous. You said that if you have three long and two short, how can I explain it to your parents? Zhou Hangyue seemed to be a little surprised, and it seemed to be a little surprised. In short, love and compassion have washed him away. He is no longer the high-spirited second-stage patient he used to be.

He Ming and I turned our heads very unnaturally, and the tragic impact of reality made me and He Ming suddenly realize that the shadow of the original family is like the imprint of a prisoner on the body, ugly and helpless.

"Before the formalities at your school were completed, the person disappeared and the counselor couldn't get through to the phone. You said you, even if you take 10,000 steps back, you really want to go home, you have to tell us, at least let us know your situation, and we can mediate with the school to help you buy time. "I still voiced my worries.

"I...."Zhou Hangyue looked like he wanted to speak and stopped. I...... I don't have the face to contact you anymore, I know what kind of virtue I am, although the four years of college have a beginning and no end, but I will always remember that you and He Ming stood by my side without hesitation when everyone abandoned me. And I'm a bastard pushing you away. ”

"I won't say much else, if you look at your current situation, your marathon journey will be over in half a year, and you will get your degree certificate and graduation certificate, even if you do ordinary hard work, it will make people look high. Otherwise, everywhere you go, you will be rats crossing the street, useless wasters, and victims of society. "He Ming can also be regarded as well aware of righteousness.

Zhou Hangyue was still silent.

"Let's go, since we're all here, I'm going to go to your house to see my aunt." He Ming took advantage of the situation and sat behind Zhou Hangyue's motorcycle.

Zhou Hangyue was like a frightened bird, stopping He Ming's legs before he stepped onto the car. And with not very clean clothes, he wiped it vigorously on the seat of the car, like the scene where he made a mistake and used an eraser to erase the wrong question, but this time, he didn't do it wrong.

He Ming grabbed Zhou Hangyue, who was wiping his seat, and said, "If I was dirty, I wouldn't come." Let's go, I think my aunt should be worried about you. After speaking, he let go of Zhou Hangyue's hand, sat down on the seat, and motioned for me to sit up too.

The narrow motorcycle, at this time, carried our three former friends, running on the rugged mountain road, along the way, the ditches and ditches, with Zhou Hangyue's skillful driving skills, but let us in the car, did not feel much bumps.

I leaned on He Ming's shoulder, turned my head and looked at the bare mountains around me, a few scattered trees, and the mountain road dug by the mountain,

Decadent memories of arsenic, dilapidated scenes. Scenes kept whistling before my eyes.

I'm constantly reflecting, perhaps, my honey, his arsenic.

I don't know how long it took, but when I was leaning on He Ming's shoulder and falling asleep, the car stopped. He Ming woke me up.

I rubbed my eyes and saw that the house in front of me, which would only appear in the fifties and sixties of the last century, was alive.

There were no reinforced concrete, not even clay bricks, just adobe houses more than a man high, moss a finger long under the eaves, and a few scattered homes in the jungle not far away. This is the case.

No wonder Zhou Hangyue was so desperate to read and study in school, because the only chance for him to understand the outside world was only those cold words, but unfortunately, those cold words made his family worse and worse, and did not change any status quo. His helplessness and humanity, in my opinion, is just the best way to make a stop loss after despair.

A certificate and a degree certificate are an excellent springboard for promotion in our opinion, and for him, they are a piece of waste paper.

The reality of powerlessness, peeled away layer by layer in front of us, is a little unsuitable for me.

Listening to Zhou Hangyue's blunt introduction to his mother, we had nothing but an official smile.

Her mother, stumbling and bent, struggled to bring us a stool from the house, because it was too dark to sit outside.

I looked at Zhou Hangyue, and in addition to sighing, he was desperate in his eyes. A face in his twenties, his eyes are so empty that he seems to see through the trivialities of the world.

We surrounded the city and sat in the courtyard.

Her mother, busy dragging her inflexible legs around the yard, seemed to be busy with something.