Chapter 35: Dark War Middle School Dongxiong rises

When he came out of the department store, it was already more than four o'clock in the afternoon, and Yuan Xiaosheng's stomach was rumbling, and then he remembered that lunch had not been resolved. Just now, because of the high nervousness when I was shopping for clothes, I forgot about it for a while, and now I am even more hungry, I glanced at Ma Yue's face, and smiled: "Ma Yue, I've been shopping for a long time, you should be hungry." Or...... Let's go get something to eat? ”

Ma Yue laughed twice and said, "If you are hungry, say that you are hungry, don't talk about me." Yuan Xiaosheng realized that when he first met Ma Yue, he knew that he hadn't eaten, so he pretended to be angry, and reached out and pinched Ma Yue's pretty and smooth face. Ma Yue's face was immediately covered with a big red cloth, and he bowed his head and was silent for a long time. Yuan Xiaosheng realized that his movements were a little too much, and he hurriedly withdrew his hand, but he didn't know what to say.

Ma Yue quickly peeked at Yuan Xiaosheng's face, squeaked and opened his mouth to say something, to relieve the embarrassing atmosphere, but he couldn't find the right words, and squeaked for a long time before he said: "Okay, let's eat, otherwise, your stomach will definitely complain that I treat you badly." ”

Walking on the road, Yuan Xiaosheng's heart was inevitably uneasy. Ma Yue is really a likable girl, and when she was in high school, she had to admit that she had been moved by Ma Yue, but the difference in family background and other aspects between the two people made her unwilling to admit it against her will. In addition, his grades in school were relatively high at that time, and Ma Yue was only a middle and upper students, and there were not many opportunities for the two to get in touch, so that the love and admiration of the teenager was drowned in the hard work, and gradually faded away. Today's one-day contact actually allowed me to regain the memories of my youth, and I almost couldn't help myself. However, if Ma Yue is not Ma Tianhu's daughter, or a girl from an ordinary family, she may be able to form a happy and sweet family with her. But Ma Yue is Ma Yue, and he can't change it.

Thinking of this, Yuan Xiaosheng was inevitably a little gloomy in his heart, glanced at Ma Yue's face, and found that Ma Yue still had an extremely happy and embarrassed expression. Perhaps a rich child like Ma Yue will never be able to experience the self-esteem and helplessness in Yuan Xiaosheng's heart.

After eating, it was already past five o'clock, and Ma Yue proposed to be nostalgic and watch a movie, saying that it was rare for the movie theater to start today, and it was the latest hit movie "Favorite". Yuan Xiaosheng smiled faintly and said: "Forget it, I'll have a chance to see it again in the future, I won't have a car home if it's late." Although Ma Yue was reluctant, he was not reluctant, so he had to send Yuan Xiaosheng to the bus station before reluctantly going home.

On the way home, looking at the field scenery after the heavy snow melted along the way, Yuan Xiaosheng suddenly felt an indescribable desolation.

Maybe that's life. It's not hard to give up, it's hard to dare to give up your love. If he really falls in love with Ma Yue regardless of it, a national version of Romeo and Juliet may be staged soon. Love is important to a young person, but there is something more important than love, and that is a man's career. If you can't have a clear understanding of this, then you can only be a mere mortal in this life.

When he returned to Weinan Township, it was already dark, Yuan Xiaosheng first sent the clothes Ma Yue bought for himself to the township axe, and when he came out, his father was cleaning up his business, so he helped his father clean up. Father Yuan Zhendong has never said much, and today is no exception, until everything is almost packed up, I asked, how is it?

Yuan Xiaosheng didn't want to say anything to his father, and he didn't want to say that it was his high school classmates who he met, so he replied in general terms: "That's it." My father didn't ask any more questions, and each rode a bicycle home.

Of course, when she entered the house, her mother Lan Xinye inevitably had to ask and ask. Fortunately, when she went out in the morning, her mother's conversation with Aunt Liu did not bring much hope to her mother. Yuan Xiaosheng hastily told Ma Yue about the meeting, and his mother didn't ask again. After a while, Ma Yue sent a text message, asking if Yuan Xiaosheng had arrived home. Yuan Xiaosheng replied with a few words, wanting to use a cold way to let Ma Yue gradually calm down.

Since I had just eaten at four o'clock in the afternoon, I didn't have much appetite for dinner, so I ate a little casually and went back to my room. I wanted to read the book, but when I opened the book, I couldn't read it, so I slept with my head covered.

When I woke up, it was early in the morning, my mother's meal had already been prepared, sitting at the dinner table, thinking of the things we met yesterday, my heart was still a little unrelieved, I hastily ate a steamed bun, and rushed to the township axe.

A warm ray of sunlight slanted through the mountains, spread flat on the bare fields, a flock of foraging sparrows with their pointed beaks, rummaging in the fields for food, looking up alarmistly, looking around, the slightest wind and grass, they rise in a hurry, hovering in the air in groups, after a chirping sound, and then land on the wires. When everything calms down, they rush down again and continue looking for food.

Winter on the Loess Plateau is like this, winter comes, except for those wheat fields that are still a little green, there is no longer a trace of nature's vitality, as if everything is sleeping in the harsh winter, fallow farmland and raised tombs near and far, always make you feel an inexplicable desolation. Even a few sparse poplars or plane trees are bare, as if they had died in the dead of winter.

Yuan Xiaosheng rode a bicycle, walking on the road to Tongcun that was already familiar and could not be familiar, and from time to time looked up at the familiar and unfamiliar desolate field scenery, he would recall the familiar and unfamiliar youthful past, Ma Yue's familiar and somewhat unfamiliar figure would begin to shake in front of his eyes, and he immediately felt a hot current from the dantian, blocked in his throat.

Fortunately, the road from Pingnan Village to the Township Axe was not very far, and before that emotion brought Yuan Xiaosheng to the point where it was difficult to restrain himself, the gray three-story building of the Township Axe appeared in front of him. Yuan Xiaosheng realized that he was a little out of shape, and hurriedly pulled his mind back from the loss, turned a corner, entered the political axe compound, put the bicycle in the carport, and put it hard. The bicycle immediately made a clattering sound, cheered up a little, and looked up to see Chen Yongnian also putting the bicycle away.

"Director Chen, morning!" Yuan Xiaosheng has basically regained his former positive and optimistic spirit.

Chen Yongnian looked up at Yuan Xiaosheng, and said expressionlessly: "Xiaosheng, is the bicycle broken?" ”

Yuan Xiaosheng realized that when he paused just now, the sound he made was a little too loud, making Chen Yongnian think that he was embarrassing him, and hurriedly explained: "The bracket may be rusty, and it can't be put down steadily." Chen Yongnian's fixed expression on his face eased slightly.

At this time, Zhao Xuedong's car, the black Passat with the license plate number Z78787, also stopped next to the carport, Chen Yongnian was about to go over to drive for Zhao Xuedong, Zhao Xuedong had already gotten out of the car, and greeted Chen Yongnian politely, Chen Yongnian wanted to go over and say something to Zhao Xuedong, just took a step, but Zhao Xuedong said to Yuan Xiaosheng: "Xiaosheng, you come to my office." He turned and left. Chen Yongnian was stunned and looked at Yuan Xiaosheng, the jealousy in his eyes was self-evident.