Time is quicksand between fingers that cannot be grasped, and a moment has passed. When Gong Baorou walked out of the college entrance examination room, she was really at a loss in her heart. The June sun is unusually hot, and the sun on people's bodies is like evaporating the last drop of blood.

Gong Baorou is not a good student, frequent leave and absenteeism make teachers and classmates not speak highly of her, not to mention, in fact, she herself is not very interested in learning, she feels that her love for cooking has spread from the cracks in her bones, she even thought about whether to apply for a cooking school, and also told Zhao Xiuxiu, but because of this, she found that Zhao Xiuxiu was actually very opposed to her such an idea.

"I won't agree." Zhao Xiuxiu said with a calm face.

Gong Baorou felt incredible, she thought that Zhao Xiuxiu would not object to any decision she made, especially in recent years, she has gradually grown up, and Zhao Xiuxiu will not ask about many things anymore.

Zhao Xiuxiu took a deep breath: "I still ask you to study in a university seriously." ”

Gong Baorou smiled: "You also know my grades, that is, studying in an ordinary university, so what's there to read?" "Reading it, she didn't want to be a chef yet.

"When you graduate, you can always get a diploma and a certificate." Zhao Xiuxiu said very insistently.

"So you want which diploma you want from me," Gong Baorou smiled helplessly, "It doesn't matter......"

"It's important." Zhao Xiuxiu rarely insisted and said, "You are still young, I don't understand, I am doing this for your good." ”

For your own good, this sentence is really the most disgusting thing for everyone to hear. In the face of her mother's refusal to back down, Gong Baorou didn't want to be unhappy because of such a thing, so she could only speak kindly.

"So what should I study when I go to college? Mom, I know you're doing it for my good, but I'm not here. Gong Baorou said soothingly.

Zhao Xiuxiu saw that her daughter had retreated, and her tone softened, and she said softly: "It's okay, it's okay, what do you think of this?" ”

Zhao Xiuxiu didn't know where to conjure up a copy of the text jiàn folder, a few pages that were not thick or thin, and the corners were touched a little fluffy, and at first glance, they had been turned over many times.

"I took a look, and there are still many schools for you." Zhao Xiuxiu looked at Gong Baorou expectantly and said.

Gong Baorou didn't know what to say, and her mother, who felt like herself, had already made a decision with herself, and then came to ask her.

Seeing that Gong Baorou's expression was a little wrong, Zhao Xiuxiu said with a little unnaturalness: "You...... Check it out, it's been carefully selected by me. ”

Gong Baorou turned the text into a folder, opened it and looked at it, and the first piece of paper was Haicheng University, which was Lin Shuping's school.

"Do you think I can go to Haicheng University?" Gong Baorou was almost amused, she didn't know what she was doing, at most she was an ordinary second book.

"Why not? I asked your Uncle Lin and he said there was no problem. Zhao Xiuxiu sighed, "Now it's up to you to see if you're willing to go." ”

Uncle Lin? Gong Baorou finally remembered that it seemed that Lin Zhishen had been promoted, and there were still some ways to find it. She never cared much about such a thing.

Seeing Gong Baorou's silence, Zhao Xiuxiu thought that she was unwilling, so she could only grit her teeth and say, "If you don't go, I think the future of you and Lin Shuping is also very slim." ”

"Why?" Gong Baorou frowned.

"You went to a second school on your own, even if it is very close, but there is still a distance between the two people, you are keen on cooking, he is busy studying, the time between the two people is getting shorter and shorter, and the way you look at things, the way you talk and the way you deal with things will be more and more different, so how can you still be together?"

There seemed to be some truth, Gong Baorou looked at the Wen Jiàn folder in her hand, and hesitated a little.

"Go, go, I believe in you."

Under Zhao Xiuxiu's repeated struggles, Gong Baorou finally filled in the volunteer of Haicheng University. In the evening, after dinner, she made a phone call to Lin Shuping. It's not because she really had any thoughts in her heart that Zhao Xiuxiu said, but she suddenly wanted to hear his voice.

For any couple, as long as they are not around, it is like a thousand mountains and rivers separated by a wall. What's more, Lin Shuping is still in a school in the suburbs, and it takes an hour or two to drive.

"What's wrong?" Lin Shuping's voice came from the phone, there was a slight change of voice, the surroundings were very quiet, and there was no other sound of talking.

"It's nothing, I just want to call you out of the blue." When she said this, Gong Baorou inevitably had a fever on her face.

The other side seemed to smile very softly, Lin Shuping's voice was a little softer, and he had really changed a lot compared to when they first met.

"I filled out the volunteer ...... today," Gong Baorou paused, as if waiting for him to ask.

"Where?" Lin Shuping said kindly.

"Haicheng University."

"Huh?" Lin Shuping seemed a little surprised, but quickly reacted, "Very good." ”

The obvious pleasure could be heard in his tone, and Gong Baorou suddenly felt that he should make such a choice, yes. Because now, she can't even stand such a little distance.

"Is Haicheng University fun?" Gong Baorou asked.

"Not bad...... Lin Shuping's voice seemed more gentle at night, just listening to it was intoxicating.

A phone call, after a long time, seems to have endless topics to talk about. Every time when he was about to hang up the phone, he would suddenly remember what he hadn't said, and then there was a long conversation, and even sometimes Gong Baorou could babble for a long time by herself, as long as Lin Shu usually answered twice from time to time. Even a good night can be said for a long time.

"Then I'll go to sleep."

"Well, good night, go to sleep."

"Then you have to go to bed early, too."

"I see."

"Good night."

"Good night."

After a phone call, it was already the middle of the moon, Gong Baorou threw herself on the bed, and she could smell the smell of sunshine. I've said goodnight, but I just can't sleep. She took out a strawberry and wrapped it in one bite, and a rich sweetness spread from the tip of her tongue, just like her mood at the moment.