By the end of the evening self-study class, Chen Chuan felt that his upper and lower eyelids had been completely glued with glue. www.biquge.info He leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes for a while, only to feel that his muddy brain was finally clear, but when he opened his eyes, the classroom that was still noisy was empty, only the sound of summer insects and the whirring of the ceiling fan overhead.

He wiped his face and glanced up at the clock hanging above the blackboard, and was surprised to find that it was half an hour after school. Chen Chuan hurriedly stuffed the book into his bag, pushed open the desk and wanted to stand up. Then he suddenly remembered that his classroom key had been left with his classmates, and he was depressed to find that if he wanted to lock the door, he would have to go back to the dormitory first.

"Don't worry," Song Jia said slowly behind his back—since Chen Chuan woke up, he didn't even notice that there was another person in the classroom besides him—"Tang Rui gave me the key." Chen Chuan looked back in surprise and saw Song Jia taking the book and sitting in an extremely unorthodox posture - only using the back legs of the chair to the ground, with his two front legs crossed, leaning on the table behind him to support, and his own two legs on the desk - reading a book.

Only then did Chen Chuan put his heart down. He relaxed his hand grasping his schoolbag, smiled at Song Jia and said, "Why are you still here?" Neither will you call me. ”

"I called you, but I couldn't wake you up." Song Jia closed the book and took his legs off the table, and the legs of the chair slammed on the ground with a clattering sound, which was particularly harsh in the empty classroom.

"Then let's go back to the dormitory quickly, otherwise the teacher who checked the dormitory didn't see anyone in a while, and the name should be remembered again." Chen Chuan threw the schoolbag on his back, Song Jia had already stood up, he didn't bring anything to the dormitory before, but from this tutoring, he would also bring a few books or papers back to the dormitory like Chen Chuan to do the questions.

His bag had been packed a long time ago, and he moved faster than Chen Chuan. The two of them walked out of the classroom one after the other, Chen Chuan stayed behind and locked the door, and Song Jia had already walked out of the teaching building bored, standing under the huge magnolia tree, staring at the night sky intently.

"What are you looking at?" As soon as Chen Chuan came out, he saw him looking up at the sky motionlessly with his head up, and he also looked up curiously, but there was nothing but the stars scattered on the black canopy. He asked, "What do you see?" ”

"Oh. I'm looking to see if it will rain tomorrow. Song Jia said solemnly: "Don't they all say that if there are many stars, then the sun will come out the next day?" ”

Chen Chuan burst out laughing, "How is it possible!" Unless it's on a hill like my house, what stars do you want to see in the city! He walked up to Song Jia's side, and looked up for a while like the other party, and then found that the lights of thousands of homes from the city made the black night no longer pure. Smiled and lowered his head to urge Song Jia to hurry back, Chen Chuan found that he was looking at him calmly, and there were a lot of things in his eyes.

"So you're coming home this weekend?" Song Jia spoke as easily as chatting, "Uncle and aunt are okay?" ”

"It's okay." Chen Chuan tried his best to pretend to be relaxed and happy, but because of his nervousness, he didn't notice the tremor in his voice.

Song Jia didn't say anything, just smiled quietly and said that it was okay, and then said meaningfully that physical health is the first thing. He seemed to be just feeling, so he closed his mouth after saying this, and then opened his mouth, talking about test papers, exams, grades, teachers, classmates, cafeteria, and dormitory. Everything that students will worry about.

It's getting late. The lively and lively campus during the day is now quiet and comfortable. The light of the streetlamps stretched their shadows long, and the dry air finally took on a hint of moisture, and the occasional sound of cars passing by could be heard in the distance, but more often than not, the chirping of insects and the shaking of foliage.

Two teenagers walked one after the other on the tiled sidewalk. Chen Chuan's palms holding the strap of his schoolbag were sweaty, so damp that he had to rub his clothes to stay dry. He nervously pondered why Song Jia suddenly mentioned his parents, and he had a faint bad premonition in his heart. However, like all people who are lucky, Chen Chuan finally told himself that it is normal for friends to greet their parents occasionally, especially for people like him who have not been able to go home for a long time.

Song Jia's footsteps stopped. Chen Chuan could only see his long back under the street lamp. Then he looked down and dug into his trouser pocket for a moment, and found what appeared to be what appeared to be paper. Song Jia turned around and walked towards Chen Chuan, his face was unprecedentedly heavy.

Chen Chuan's pupils immediately shrank to the size of a pinpoint. He reflexively touched his pockets, but then he didn't feel the familiar feel in his pockets, and his face, which had been flushed from the heat, lost its color little by little. He breathed slowly, very deeply, like a bucket of ice water on his head, and his mind was extremely clear at that moment.

Song Jia walked three steps in front of him and stopped, then stretched out his hand and handed him the fluttering piece of paper in his hand, "You, I forgot to take it out after changing your clothes, I was going to help you wash your clothes, but I accidentally saw it." ”

Chen Chuan reluctantly gave his friend a smile. Then he lowered his head and took the piece of paper, folded it hastily and stuffed it back into his pocket.

Tiny mosquitoes flutter around the streetlights. The hot wind slowly stirred the corners of the young man's clothes. Chen Chuan's lips moved a few times, his mouth was dry, there was no saliva in his mouth, his Adam's apple moved, and he slowly squeezed out a sentence: "That, you know." ”

They all know what this "knowing" means.

Song Jia put his hand in his trouser pocket, he thought about it, hesitated for a moment between silence and acknowledgment, and then nodded decisively. "Ah," he said, "I see." Then he added, "I later called Mr. Qin and said that my father was hospitalized and you were going to take care of him, and Mr. Qin said that you had already asked for leave, and by the way, he told me that you might not attend classes every weekend in the future, and let me help you write down your papers and homework." ”

"Oh." Chen Chuan was so surprised that he forgot to speak, so he only used monosyllables to express "I know". Then he nodded, "The thing is on this application, and what Teacher Qin said." "Since you can't hide it anymore, then pretending to be stupid again is a great disrespect to Song Jia. Chen Chuan briefly recounted the experience, and finally said: "The medical expenses were taken on the construction site, and my father's injury was not too serious, and the doctor said that there would be no sequelae." ”

They took a new step, and Song Jia thought for a moment, "But your family's economy still has an impact, right?" He grasped the key point very precisely, "Otherwise, how would you suddenly remember to apply for that scholarship?" Song Jia furrowed his brows and said to Chen Chuan worriedly: "I don't know if you know, but it's really difficult to apply for this bursary." ”

Although the head teacher had already told Chen Chuan once, and now the results have come out, Chen Chuan still wanted to hear what other people had to say about this matter, so he cheered up and asked Song Jia: "What did you mean by saying that just now?" ”

They were only a few dozen meters away from the dormitory building, and it was not yet time for the lights to go out. In the distance, there was a commotion. Song Jia and Chen Chuan stopped under a tree, and Song Jia told Chen Chuan in as simple words as possible: "I heard my dad say about this project, in fact, it is funded by the Education Bureau, and then the bank also has to do a support, so the number card is very dead, basically you have to apply when you enter high school, and the halfway application basically fails, and you listen to Teacher Qin, right?" It seems that the liberal arts class has used up the seats. I also heard my dad say that the bank will not cooperate with the Education Bureau on similar projects in the next two years. ”

Chen Chuan was silent for a few seconds, "If it doesn't work, it won't work." He said lightly: "This is also my bad luck with my dad." My dad was not the only worker on that floor, but he fell; When I was about to apply, someone else applied before me, and after all, isn't it just bad luck? ”

He was smiling, but there was nothing in his eyes. Song Jia saw that he was uncomfortable like that, and couldn't help but say, "Chen Chuan, we are friends, right?" It's nothing for a friend to help you, right? ”

"I know, but I still can't stand it." Chen Chuan whispered, "Think about it, Song Jia, if I accept your money, then when I see you in the future, my first reaction is money, I know it's not right, but I really can't stand it, I can't open this mouth, and I can't afford to lose this person." Song Jia, forget about this matter, don't mention it again, if I accept it, my father will know about it in the future, and he will really beat him to death. ”

Song Jia snorted sullenly and said, "I know." But Chen Chuan, you have to think of a way yourself! There's no way you're not going to study at this time! Then why did you work hard for more than ten years in front of you! He felt very uncomfortable in his heart, "Even if we pay for it, we are friends!" If a friend is in trouble, what's wrong with helping? ”

"This is not a small favor, if you want to help, it may take a year." Chen Chuan looked at Song Jia calmly, his eyes were clear: "Help is urgent, don't help the poor, now the situation of my family is that it is urgent and poor, and I can't get rid of this favor." We're friends, so I can't watch my friends fall into this mud puddle with me. ”

"What a mud puddle this is!" Song Jia couldn't help but raise his voice, so loud that several passing students couldn't help but look back at them, he held back his voice again, and said to Chen Chuan bitterly: "When you are admitted to university and work, your family's problems will definitely be solved!" Right? The current difficulties are all temporary, and you have grown up and worked, are you still worried? ”