Chapter Thirty-Eight: Do You Have a Dream?

"This is also true, but if Yue'er is wronged, I won't spare you." Mother Gong also sat down and said.

"What's my business?" Father Gong whispered a little aggrievedly.

Wang Feng walked to the second room on the left and knocked lightly on the door, and an impatient voice suddenly came from inside, "Mom, it's okay to let me be quiet, don't bother me." ”

"Gong Yue'er, I'm Wang Feng, can you open the door." Wang Feng waited quietly outside, and there was no sound inside, and after waiting for nearly five minutes, the door suddenly opened the crack, revealing a face, and glanced at Wang Feng outside, obviously Gong Yue'er was also a little surprised, and slammed the door again.

"You go, I don't want to see you."

Wang Feng was still standing there, not saying anything, and waited for a few minutes, maybe Gong Yue'er didn't hear any sound outside, and opened the door again, who knew that he still saw Wang Feng's face, and the door slammed shut again.

"I said I didn't want to see you, so let's go."

"But you've seen me twice just now, and if you don't open the door, I'll keep waiting here." Wang Feng looked around for a moment and continued, "I think Auntie's craftsmanship should be good, I don't know if I have a chance to taste it." ”

The door opened again suddenly, but this time Gong Yue'er's face was not revealed, but a voice came from inside, "Hurry up and say something." ”

Wang Feng couldn't help but smile, it seemed that Gong Yue'er was not as fragile as he thought, after walking in, Wang Feng did not speak in a hurry, but looked around, and saw that there was a vase on the windowsill, and only then pulled a chair and sat down after arranging the flowers first. Skilled is like being in your own home, and there is no sense of being raw.

This is the first time Wang Feng has entered a girl's room, and of course he will not let go of this opportunity. Especially in the room of the flower girl, if you don't grasp this opportunity well, Wang Feng himself will despise himself.

The layout of Gong Yue'er's room gives people a sense of elegance, which may have something to do with her love of art, the whole room is based on pink, and there are posters of some famous stars on the wall. Directly opposite the door was a small balcony, with her bed and a wardrobe on the left, and a dressing table on the right, on which only a few cosmetics were placed. There is also a CD player on it, and there are a lot of CDs on the table.

At this time, Gong Yue'er was sitting on the bed, holding a half-human-tall bear in her arms, looking at Wang Feng unhappily and not speaking.

Wang Feng smiled and said, "The room is nicely furnished. ”

"Are you here to apologize or to come to see the room?" Gong Yue'er said coldly with a straight face. "If you have anything to say, say it quickly."

"What do you want to hear, a word of sorry, or a sentence of I damn it." Wang Feng took out a cigarette and just wanted to light it, when he saw Gong Yue'er's face with a disgusted expression, he smiled embarrassedly, "Get used to it, get used to it." ”

"I don't want to hear anything, now that you're done, you can go." Gong Yue'er has already issued an eviction order, but unfortunately Wang Feng is not such a thin-skinned person, so he finally came in, how could he leave so lightly.

"It depends on whether you come to school tomorrow." Wang Feng played with the flue in his hand.

"What does it matter to you whether I go to school or not, who are you?" Gong Yue'er couldn't help but shout.

"I'm your classmate." Wang Feng still said calmly, "Do you have a dream?" ”

"Whether I have dreams or not, it matters to you."

Wang Feng looked at the disc on the desktop, flipped through it casually, and said, "Who are these songs, I haven't heard them." "Don't rummage through other people's stuff." Gong Yue'er jumped off the bed, snatched the disc from Wang Feng's hand, and put it back in place with great pity.

"Then your dream must be to be a singer, or to be an artist." Wang Feng looked at Gong Yue'er and said, "I heard that being an artist is very hard, like Beethoven who can't hear at a young age, so this road is not easy to walk." ”

"It's okay to leave what you want, what do you want to say today?" Gong Yue'er said impatiently.

"I just wanted to ask you if you just gave up on your dreams so easily." Wang Feng said seriously, "I think it is a very happy thing for a person with a dream, because she knows what she wants to pursue, and knows that it takes a lot of effort to achieve this goal. I don't want to explain anything or hide anything, but I feel sorry for you if you gave up your dreams because of this. If you don't go to school today, you can not go to school tomorrow, but you have to go to school one day, and then the pressure you will have to face will be even more unbearable. ”

"Of course you can also transfer schools and go to a place where no one knows you. But these are just physical escapes, but in your heart there is no escape, there will always be a knot in your heart, this knot is not opened for a day, you can't face yourself for a day, and you can't realize your dreams. I don't want to ruin your dreams because of an accident, it's a cruel thing and I can't tolerate it. So I hope you can face this bravely. ”

Gong Yue'er looked at Wang Feng's unfamiliar but very sincere face, and her heart felt as if something had been touched, and there were ripples.

"Why are you doing that?" After a long time, Gong Yue'er muttered.

"Because I should do it, and I have to do it." Wang Feng suddenly smiled, "I think the Gong Yue'er I know should be a very cheerful, lively and strong girl, it shouldn't be so easy to think of escaping." ”

"Do you know me well?" Gong Yue'er sat on her bed with a straight face and said.

"Friends are slowly cooked from uncooked, just like cooking, there is no cooked meal at the beginning, you need to add fire and water, and then slowly steam it to become cooked."

"That one with such a metaphor as yours is unpleasant to death."

"It's just the truth." Wang Feng walked to the balcony, opened the curtain, let the sunlight shine in, and turned around.

"Have you ever heard a story about zombies, do you know what zombies are most afraid of?" Gong Yue'er paused for a moment, not understanding how Wang Feng suddenly talked about zombies.

Wang Feng continued, "What zombies are most afraid of is not crosses, not ghost hunters, zombies are most afraid of tooth decay, do you know why?" ”

Gong Yue'er still shook her head, not knowing what Wang Feng was talking about.

"Because when a zombie has tooth decay, he can't bite someone." After Wang Feng finished speaking, he was about to pounce on Gong Yue'er with both hands, so frightened that Gong Yue'er screamed, and then saw Wang Feng laughing, he couldn't help laughing, and smashed the teddy bear in his arms towards Wang Feng.

"I hate it, how can you be so scary."

"It's okay if you laugh." Wang Feng caught the teddy bear, and suddenly a fragrance came out, this is the teddy bear that Gong Yue'er has been holding, maybe she is also holding it when she sleeps at night, and she has made a lot of money this time.

Gong Yue'er saw that Wang Feng didn't mean to let go of the teddy bear at all, and suddenly seemed to think of something, her face couldn't help blushing slightly, she jumped off the bed and snatched the toy and said, "You are not allowed to touch Jiu'er, she is a girl." ”

"Really?" Wang Feng dodged on one side, and then grabbed the teddy bear's hand and beckoned to Gong Yue'er, "Jiu'er, now that your master misses you, do you say I want to send you back." After speaking, he pretended to lean his ear on the teddy bear and listened for a while, "Jiu'er told me just now, she said that as long as you don't get angry, she is willing to go back, and she doesn't want to be used as a punching bag." ”

"Jiu'er is a toy, how can you speak, give it back to me." Gong Yue'er pounced again, this time Wang Feng didn't hide again, but obediently let Gong Yue'er snatch Jiu'er back, and glanced at Wang Feng, Gong Yue'er shook Jiu'er and said, "Jiu'er, you said we should forgive him, there is no sincerity at all, I thought it would be okay to just send a bouquet of flowers, it's really stingy." ”

"Okay, as a gift, I had to make an exception today and re-emerge." Wang Feng rolled up his sleeves and pretended to say, "I'll cook you a meal tonight, which can be regarded as my apology." ”

"You know how to cook, isn't it human?" Gong Yue'er obviously didn't believe it.

"You'll find out at night." Wang Feng just smiled, then winked at Gong Yue'er, turned around and opened the door. But outside the door, I didn't know when Mother Gong was already standing there, and when she saw Wang Feng suddenly open the door, she immediately explained with a smile on her face.

"This classmate is also a guest here, I'll bring some fruit up."

"Mom, you're eavesdropping on us." Gong Yue'er ran over and hugged Gong's mother coquettishly.

"Auntie kindly gave you fruit to eat, how can it be like you said, you don't want to eat it, I will take care of it alone, thank you Auntie." Saying that, Wang Feng took the fruit plate, picked up a piece of apple and put it in his mouth.

"Who said I don't like to eat it." Gong Yue'er glanced at Wang Feng again, quickly took a few pieces from the plate and put them in her mouth, stuffed another piece for Gong's mother, and then pulled Gong's mother downstairs together. Wang Feng followed behind with a smile.

When he went downstairs, Gong's father was reading the newspaper, and when he saw them all coming down, he smiled and said, "It seems that our little princess is fine." "What is Daddy talking about?" Gong Yue'er said angrily, "Mom, Dad bullied me again." ”

"Okay, okay, they're all so big, and I'm not afraid of your classmates' jokes. What are you calling the king? ”

"Wang Feng, auntie call me Ah Feng, the elders call me that." Wang Feng was the interface.

"Okay, Ah Feng, don't leave in the evening, stay and have a meal together."

Gong Yue'er's mouth moved and wanted to speak, but Wang Feng hurriedly said, "Auntie, then I'm not welcome, I just can't ask for it." ”

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