Friday, Huixin Elementary School.

Unlike the sound of reading aloud that echoed across the campus in the past, today's classrooms are exceptionally quiet.

"There is still half an hour before the end of the exam, please hurry up. The teacher in a suit reminded behind the podium. The children all knelt down on the table, writing bitterly and hatefully. Yang Haohui was also lying on the table, but unlike the others, he was bored and playing. As someone who has already completed a lot of college courses on his own, addition, subtraction, multiplication and division at the elementary school level is really not difficult.

To say that in the current era of the general distribution of small promotion to junior high school, the entrance examination seems to have disappeared in elementary school, and even if there is, it is generally just a passing scene for the school. However, as the most famous private primary school in the area, the entrance examination is of great significance.

As an aristocratic private primary school inside and out, Huixin Primary School seems to be an elite training project directly funded by the municipal government. Books and textbooks are directly connected with middle school textbooks, and the children of wealthy officials and politicians are everywhere. The tuition fees are high, the teachers are excellent, and I am embarrassed to sweep the floor here without a Tsinghua bachelor's degree. Although this statement is a bit exaggerated, Huixin Primary School and Beijing No. 4 Middle School, Renmin University High School, Eddy Middle School and other public and private excellent junior and senior high schools are multi-party friendship schools, and students with excellent grades in the entrance examination can be directly escorted. It is no exaggeration to say that not counting family relationships, as long as you can hand in a satisfactory answer sheet in this entrance examination, it is basically equivalent to half a foot into the ranks of highly educated talents.

It is said that with the little rice in Yang Haohui's pocket, this kind of high-end and high-grade private school should have no chance with him, and half of his admission was due to luck. In order to increase the topic, the school found him who was involved in the "813 Missing Persons Case" at that time, and promised that he could reduce the tuition fee. On the one hand, the school's acceptance of Yang Haohui, whose parents are missing, can reflect the school's intimate care for disadvantaged children, and on the other hand, Yang Haohui's talent can indeed improve the school's popularity in the education level. Yang Haohui himself was not clear about the multiple purposes of the school, and what he valued most at that time was actually the scholarship for the first age after the final exam every year. I have to say that private schools really force thieves to have high financial resources, and every exam can help him relieve a lot of financial pressure.

As time passed, Yang Haohui actually wanted to squint for a while, but the girl sitting next to him made him a little uneasy.

Fang Xinyu's sitting posture is always so elegant, and at this moment she is answering the question with a serious look. She was already tall, and she looked even more tall against the backdrop of her beige school uniform, and a pair of white calves dangled under the chair. Yang Haohui lay on the table, tilting his head sideways to peek, although he knew that he was a little obscene to do this, but this girl was so beautiful that he really couldn't take his eyes off it.

"Hello, would you like to make a friend?" he remembered that afternoon when the acacia flowers were rolling again.

"It's time, wrap up!" the teacher's untimely voice sounded at an inopportune time.

After a burst of retraction, the teacher turned around and went out with satisfaction. A few seconds later, the jubilant sound resounded throughout the examination room, and the children excitedly threw his pencil case into the sky. The exams are finally over, and the elite school is noncommittal and everyone admires it, but on the other hand, the students in the elite school also have to bear the hard childhood of being an elite. While children of the same age are still peeing and muddy, they may be working up a sweat in the piano room, and even a syllable mistake will be punished by a handboard. While their peers are still snotty, they may be scratching their ears and cheeks in front of a whole set of test questions. They sacrificed what should have been the easiest six years to respond to their parents' expectations, but it was all over for the time being. Girls can put on their favorite dresses and secretly put on their mother's lipstick, boys can open long-lost computer games, and fight impassionedly with good buddies, a beautiful holiday awaits them!

The cacophony of jubilation continued for a long time, until a man walked up to the podium and the voice slowly subsided.

"Everyone!" Pan Chen clapped his palms vigorously, "I have something to say to you, it's an honor for me to spend six years with you in the big family of the second class." With that, he bowed deeply.

"After going to school, whether we want to or not, we will go our separate ways, and at the same time, it will also mean separation. My father once told me that everyone grows up, and those beautiful and painful experiences will slowly turn into memories and then slowly forget. And the beginning of memories is separation. He paused, and suddenly raised his voice, "But, I don't want to! I don't want to turn these six years with you into a conversation in the future, I don't want me and each of you to be separated and slowly lose contact!"

The air was quiet for a moment, and not only one suddenly applauded, but all the students applauded. To say that Pan Chen is worthy of the soul of the second class, just a few words mobilized the emotions of the audience.

Pan Chen pressed his hand: "But there is nothing to do, the separation is doomed, no matter how beautiful these six years are, we can only communicate our feelings in group chats for most of the time in the future." SO WHY DON'T WE CREATE A MEMORY THAT WE WILL ALL REMEMBER IN OUR LAST DAYS, SO LET'S DECIDE TO SPEND A WONDERFUL NIGHT TOGETHER TOMORROW NIGHT AT OPERA BOMBANA RESTAURANT IN PARKA GREEN!"

Several times the applause of the previous one, Yang Haohui looked at the tearful classmates around him, and sighed that he really deserved to be the number one elite in the elite school, Pan Chen's speech skills really did not look like a sixth-grade child in primary school. In fact, to put it bluntly, he just reminded him of the things that were decided last week, which is quite a bit of Trump's posture of running for president of the United States. But the applause around him was joyful, and he applauded.

He glanced at Fang Xinyu next to her, she covered her mouth, her eyes were slightly red......

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Days of good weather seem to have come to an end, lead-gray clouds are moving across the gloomy sky, muffled thunder can be faintly heard, and it seems that a heavy rain is about to visit Beijing.

Yang Haohui left the classroom early and walked home with shuffling steps. His time has always been very tight, going to school, going back to work overtime, working on Saturdays in turns, except for looking at the stars, he has almost no habit of walking slowly, but now he is in a bit of a bad mood.

Looking at Fang Xinyu, who was about to cry, he suddenly realized that he might ...... I'll never see her again. Pan Chen has a sentence that is indeed very true, whether they want to or not, they will eventually separate, and separation, always sad.

Nokia C310 vibrate, Yang Haohui turned on the phone, and a familiar voice swept in: "Your mother, the dog is dripping baby! Why do customers want to get a computer and fix it? I don't want to live four or four? I tell you, I haven't seen the goods tomorrow, you just wait for the dung to go!"

Yang Haohui stuffed his phone into his pocket and sighed. Boss Zhou is really a qualified life coach, and he has taught him what it feels like to drink cold water and stuff his teeth when he is upset.

Unconsciously arrived at the door of the house, habitually digging out the key. Yang Haohui suddenly remembered something, put away the key and knocked on the door.

There was a rush of footsteps from inside the door, and then the door burst open, and a dirty little man stood in the doorway.

"Hmph, you're back. ”

"How many times have I told you, when you opened the door, you unscrewed two of the doorknobs. ”

"Because this girl is not happy! At noon you said you would buy me that, that, what...... Oh yes, KFC is coming, where's the food? Where's the rice? I'm starving. ”

"No, I ordered takeout in the morning, and no one came to deliver it?"

"There's a very strange uncle who has been here. ”

"Strange uncle?"

"That's right, an uncle who wears a red dress and carries a strange bag. Give me a box and ask me for money, why should this girl give it to him?"

"You...... What did you do?"

"Of course, I threw the box directly in his face. ”

"That's KFC! That's your meal!"

Yang Haohui covered his face and collapsed as he entered the house...... Although for the past few days, he has been breaking down every day.

It all started on Monday morning, the day after he brought Mo Meng home.

The bathtub has been sleeping for a long time, and it is still so comfortable. Yang Haohui was half-asleep in the bathtub, and when his consciousness was still very hazy, he suddenly felt some soft strip-like object on his face, mixed with some not very good smell...... This made him sober up with a sneeze. He saw a dirty little face pressed against him, and the strips were hair that hadn't been washed in a long time.......

Mo Meng stared at herself intently, and the two of them could smell their breathing.

Yang Haohui was so frightened that he almost hit his head on the bathtub, he secretly scolded himself for having a hole in his brain, although Mo Meng was a little aggrieved and a little cute last night, but he can't forget that this girl is also a ruthless character who dares to rob with a wooden stick against a leg injury!

Mo Meng stared at Yang Haohui, his eyes were sharp, but it was indeed like a precursor to a lion hunt. Don't look at it as just a little girl, it's really hard to start, Yang Haohui is a little fresh meat to be slaughtered.

After a few seconds, Mo Meng's face suddenly collapsed: "Brother Yang, I'm hungry." ”

Yang Haohui was so frightened that he really put his head on the bathtub......

Holding the empty plates and cups, Yang Haohui turned his head to look at Mo Meng, who was sitting next to the dining table with a harmless face, and wondered if he had put any medicine in the omelette yesterday.

A murderous evil god has become a well-behaved and lovely little girl in one day, and the cold fried egg still has the function of helping people change sex?

Yang Haohui made a phone call and asked for a rare day off from school, and then made some breakfast and put it in front of Mo Meng. It's a very simple meal, giving Mo Meng two sandwiches and a glass of milk, and he is instant noodle soup and rice, this meal was made the day before yesterday, and he should be rancid if he doesn't eat it. Mo Meng's appearance was also an unexpected budget, and Yang Haohui had to save a little.

Mo Meng was not polite, he gnawed on the sandwich in the wind, and ate a thousand mountains and birds to fly away and disappear. Yang Haohui's estimate was right, this girl was indeed hungry, and it was wise to make more of it.

Not long after, Mo Meng raised his head and drank the last drop of milk, and patted his stomach with satisfaction: "It's full, it's full." ”

Yang Haohui looked at the black handprints left by Mo Meng on the milk cup, and silently calculated how much dish soap to buy.

"Let's get down to business, who the hell are you?"

"Mo Meng, Brother Yang, your memory is really bad. ”

"Stop. Yang Haohui got goosebumps: "Just call me Yang Haohui." ”

"Okay Brother Yang, no problem Brother Yang. Mo Meng smiled.

Yang Haohui felt like he had eaten a dead fly now, and his words to ask were blocked.

"How old are you. Mo Meng asked.

"Hmm....... Twelve years old. Yang Haohui replied.

"I'm eleven years old, it's no problem to call you Brother Yang. "Mo Meng is reasonable.

"Okay. Slightly wrong in wording, Yang Haohui asked cautiously: "Recently, I grabbed ...... around here Isn't it you?"

"Yes, but don't worry, this girl only wants money and doesn't kill her, and everything she robs is not happy for this girl. Mo Meng was very calm.

"So I'm upsetting you too?" Yang Haohui shrank back.

"No, no, it was just because I was annoying that day, so I robbed you, sorry. ”

Yang Haohui almost didn't spurt out a mouthful of blood.

"Where the hell are you from?" Yang Haohui asked what he wanted to ask the most.

"The Heavenly Yuan Realm, specifically the Eastern Metaverse. ”

"So where is the Eastern Metaverse? There is no such place name at all. ”

"The Eastern Yuan Realm is in the Tian Yuan Realm, Brother Yang, you are a little stupid. ”

Yang Haohui felt like he had eaten a swarm of dead flies now.

"Brother Yang, do you live here?" Mo Meng looked around.

"Hmm. ”

"Mom and Dad, do you live alone?"

"Missing, missing for a long time, maybe dead. Yang Haohui said softly.

Mo Meng bowed his head immediately, like an ordinary child who had done something wrong.

"I'm sorry ......"

"It's okay, if they're dead, that's a fact, there's no way, if they're still alive, they'll come back to me, if they don't want me anymore, it's okay, at least they're alive, and I'm not myself...... Can't live. Yang Haohui smiled.

"No, they must ......"

"Change the subject. Yang Haohui waved his hand.

However, the atmosphere after stepping on the thunder obviously fell into freezing, Mo Meng opened his mouth several times, but he squirmed and lowered his head and didn't say anything.

After a long time, Yang Haohui was a little embarrassed by Mo Meng's guilty look, so he still opened his mouth first: "That, it's really nothing......"

"Make a deal. Mo Meng suddenly raised his head.

"Huh?" Yang Haohui was a little confused by this sudden divine turn.

"Brother Yang, you have a lot of secrets, and I have a lot of secrets, people with secrets should help each other, right?" Mo Meng blinked and her eyes widened, pitiful Chuchu, "So, you look at a weak woman, oh no, a weak girl." Helpless, can't find a home, should you ......"

"What do you want to do......" Yang Haohui had an ominous premonition.

"I'm going to have trouble staying here until I find my way home. In exchange, if you are bullied, this girl will help you go through the field!"

"Don't even think about it!"

Then, Mo Meng cried...... Then, our great ghost animal boss Wang Jingze said, it's really fragrant.

And just like that, the strange cohabitation life began. A "robber" and a victim who has been robbed by a "robber" live together in such a magical way...... At the same time, it is also the beginning of the collapse of Yang Haohui.

It's not that Mo Meng's dirty body will always cause the sheets to suffer, compared to the more and more strange behaviors that this girl revealed, these are all trivial.

First of all, this girl's strength is incomparably great, from holding the glass for drinking water to pulling out the drawer of the bedside table, she will inadvertently cause minor or heavy damage in Yang Haohui's home. The most serious thing is to open the door, Mo Meng accidentally unscrewed the iron doorknob twice! Later, under Yang Haohui's solemn reminders several times, this situation was slightly subdued.

Matched by her strange power, Yang Haohui miscalculated, two sandwiches in one morning were obviously Mo Meng's mercy, since she moved in, Yang Haohui never saw leftovers from the refrigerator.

Secondly, what surprised Yang Haohui even more was that Mo Meng seemed to have no basic social common sense at all. One time when Yang Haohui was working overtime in the house to repair the computer, Mo Meng jumped up to him and watched him work with a curious face. Just when Yang Haohui was curious about the girl who was curious about the computer, Mo Meng asked slowly, "What is this?"

This is a computer! In this era, there are people who don't know what a computer is.

Mo Meng knew what steamed buns were, what meat was, and she also knew sofa seats, pots and pans. But she doesn't know what a mobile phone is, what a TV is, what Weibo is, why do people always say on Weibo that IG won the championship....... This girl is like an antique who has survived the age of the apes, and all the tools and conditions of modern society are poorly understood...... Monster.

And every time he encounters a "new thing", Mo Meng will take the trouble to ask Yang Haohui. Finally, one time, Yang Haohui was really tired of being asked, and yelled that I want to call the police and arrest you! I saw Mo Meng ask with an embarrassed face: "Call the police...... What is it?"

Yang Haohui always feels that this kind of girl can only appear in a love development game similar to "Something from the Sky", one day the male protagonist of the waste wood is sleeping at home, and the sky suddenly smashes a beautiful girl who doesn't understand the world but has white skin and beautiful legs. Then the male protagonist will live happily with this beautiful girl in the end.

Every time he thinks about it, Yang Haohui will take a look at the black ink like a briquette around him...... Damn, what kind of white skin and beautiful legs are long?

Later, Yang Haohui specially took out a day to teach Mo Meng to surf the Internet and watch TV, the meaning is very simple, if there is anything you don't understand, check it yourself. To this day, Yang Haohui is grateful to the staff who invented the voice search he never used much, and if he had been taught from typing, he would not have been able to live the rest of his life.

In addition, Mo Meng often has some actions that Yang Haohui can't understand, such as although she is often very noisy, she will suddenly quiet down, staring at her palm, as if trying to rub out a spiral pill; After hesitating a few times to call the police, she found that the family's belongings were the same, that is, the rare leftovers in the refrigerator would disappear after Mo Meng swept them, and he didn't bother to take care of them; Mo Meng will shout indecency, stinky hooligan....... Then he tightened his coat and rolled on the sheets as usual.

Fortunately, Yang Haohui's biggest advantage is that his adaptability is comparable to that of a cockroach, otherwise he would not be able to live now. After a few days, he got used to it, and it didn't affect his life much anyway...... In addition to waiting for more overtime to earn money and washing sheets a few more times.

Today, their relationship has developed to a very strange stable state. Yang Haohui will not be a little trembling against Mo Meng as he was at the beginning, and Mo Meng will not arrest and kill anyone like he did when he first met. Yang Haohui would start to turn on the TV and computer before going out, prepare lunch and leave it in the refrigerator, and Mo Meng would also start to help with some household chores such as sweeping the floor. It's just that Mo Meng occasionally plays with the princess's temper, for example, when she sees something unseen on the TV and computer, she will insist on Yang Haohui to buy it or make it for herself, and when she is bored and wants to chat with Yang Haohui, Yang Haohui must ignore her, otherwise it will be a whip leg to serve. In addition, Mo Meng became more and more well-behaved, when Yang Haohui was working, she would curl up on the sofa like a kitten and watch TV quietly, and when Yang Haohui was tired, she would silently pour a glass of juice and hand it to him.

It's really a strange harmony, like the feeling when Yang Haohui first saw Mo Meng in the underground passage. Everyone has long known each other, has long been destined, and has long been gray-haired.

"It's not good for me to say it, I should pay for takeout online, and it's still a little difficult for you to pay. "Under normal circumstances, Yang Haohui actually prepares meals and reserves them in the refrigerator, and Mo Meng can eat them by heating them up in the microwave. It's just that Mo Meng couldn't die and saw the KFC advertisement on TV, and was clamoring to eat, and as a result, he made a farce at noon today.

"It's good to know, pay attention next time. Mo Meng was obviously not really angry.

Yang Haohui scratched his hair, walked to the dining table, dropped his schoolbag and began to dump the computer that Boss Zhou asked to repair. Apparently not enough to work on Saturdays, he often took home his broken computer that had not been repaired and continued to work. Mo Meng sat next to him, fiddling with an iron alarm clock in his hand. ”

"It's amazing how you can turn this thing out. Yang Haohui was a little surprised.

This tin alarm clock is a gadget he poured out of some computer waste when he was in the third grade, and he originally wanted to give Fang Xinyu a birthday gift, but then Fang Xinyu began to stay away from him intentionally or unintentionally, and there was no chance. I don't know where this thing has been left in for a long time, I think it's the result of Mo Meng's daily flipping today.

Mo Meng knocked the alarm clock on the table: "How do you use this thing?" ”

Yang Haohui threw her two batteries: "Install this, the interface is behind the back." ”

Mo Meng did so, and some of the dilapidated electronic screens lit up.

"That's amazing!"

"You're the only one who would be surprised by this kind of thing. Yang Haohui smiled, "I remember that when I set the alarm clock, there was a special date, and there would be a voice prompt on that date, but I forgot the specific day, and I will send it to you if you like." ”

"Okay, okay, you're very good, Brother Yang. Mo Meng smiled happily.

Yang Haohui was turning the computer upside down on the ground, the sound of parts assembling ping pong was endless, and Mo Meng was fiddling with the alarm clock next to him, clicking. For a moment, the two of them were silent, and the two voices complemented each other like a concerto, but they were happy.

The muffled sound of thunder became clear, followed by the sound of raindrops crackling on the windowsill. The clouds finally couldn't bear the weight of the moisture, and the heavy rain came as promised.

"I went to close the windows, the floor was all wood, and the rain was not very good. Yang Haohui stood up and walked to the window.

"You're in a bad mood today. ”

Yang Haohui looked at Mo Meng with some surprise.

"You're in a bad mood today. Mo Meng repeated.

Yang Haohui wound the windows one by one: "How do you see that?"

"You don't usually laugh much, but you laugh a lot today, and you laugh a lot when you have troubles. And you scratch your hair, you scratch your hair whenever you think about things. ”

"Really?" Yang Haohui grinned at Mo Meng and closed the last window, "I'm in a good mood today." ”

Say. Mo Meng snapped his fist and clicked.

"Good ......."

He poured two drinks and sat on the floor side by side with Mo Meng, handed Mo Meng a glass, and drank one himself.

"Actually, nothing, if, I mean if. Yang Haohui took a sip of his drink with a little weakness, "There is a person who likes a girl......"

"You just say it's you. Mo Meng glanced at Yang Haohui, "You are now weak like a little white rabbit who was found stealing carrots." ”

Yang Haohui felt that his face must be redder than a carrot now.

"Count...... Right. ”

"What's her name?"

"Fang Xinyu, in our school, a class. ”

"Is it pretty?"

"Beautiful. ”

"It's good, it's a good thing that my favorite sister is beautiful. Although the sister who is not beautiful is generally not liked. Mo Meng also took a sip of his drink.

"Bad jokes......"

"What's the trouble, doesn't my sister like you?"

"Well, but not because of that. I'm about to go to school, and I may never see Fang Xinyu again. ”

"Oh, that's just a little thing. ”

"Well, it's boring, right? "It's really boring for two elementary school kids to talk about "liking". Even if it's two mature elementary school students who are different from ordinary people

"It's boring. Mo Meng nodded.

In fact, Yang Haohui quite hopes to hear some words of encouragement or comfort from Mo Meng's mouth, but today's Mo Meng is unusually quiet, if it was usual, she should laugh and say something "Are you a girl, it turns out that Brother Yang will still be troubled by love".

Thinking like this, Mo Meng suddenly really laughed, giggling happily.

"What's the matter, laughing?"

"Not really. Mo Meng raised the iron alarm clock in his hand: "I just didn't expect that Brother Yang, your brain is smart enough to do this, and you would be unhappy because of this kind of thing." ”

"What do you mean?" Yang Haohui was at a loss.

"I mean. Mo Meng paused, "Confession." ”

"No way. Yang Haohui was obviously a little frightened, but he didn't react, just smiled dejectedly, "You don't know the situation, I'm not familiar with Fang Xinyu, I'm just ...... Hmmm......" He didn't know how to describe it for a while.

"It's just what?Do you have a crush?Like someone but don't dare to say it?" Mo Meng interrupted him, "Please, Brother Yang, I've never seen anything more profitable than this." ”

"Did you watch Da Sima's live broadcast......

"Don't interrupt the conversation. Mo Meng stared at Yang Haohui's eyes, "If you like someone, you have to say it out loud." ”

There was a thunderous sound, and the electric light outside the window reflected Mo Meng's eyes in clear color. Mo Meng's gaze was crystal clear, like the moonlight reflected from the ancient well, shining directly into Yang Haohui's heart that he wanted to escape from something, making him turn his head to avoid it. "Forget it, I'll go and cook for you. Yang Haohui turned around and ran to the kitchen in a panic.

"The feelings that I dare not express are of no use except to be brought into the grave and stink. Mo Meng said word by word.

Yang Haohui froze, and he unconsciously clenched his palms into fists.

Mo Meng didn't say anything more, she said everything that should be said, and the rest depends on Yang Haohui's own decision.

For a long, long time, Yang Haohui let out a long sigh and turned around and walked towards the door.

"Why are you going?" Mo Meng asked.

"Can you do it?" Yang Haohui turned his head to look at Mo Meng, "I just said it, I'll buy you food." ”

Mo Meng looked at him in a daze, this boy who was always tired seemed to have suddenly become energetic, and his sleeping eyes, which could never be opened, were full of energy. She opened her mouth and smiled, revealing a pair of evil little tiger teeth: "This girl wants to eat KFC, nothing else." ”

"Okay, got it. Yang Haohui went out.

Leaning his back against the gate, Yang Haohui looked at the sky, feeling like a fire was burning in his heart, even if the wind and rain were too strong to extinguish.

Just now he made probably the most important and reckless decision in his 12 years of life, and tomorrow night, whether he succeeded or not, he would shout in front of the whole class in the loudest voice, "Fang Xinyu, I've liked you for a long time"!

All boys will grow up one day, and in the face of the girl they like, even if they are cowardly and afraid, they must bluff and raise their swords and become a warrior who overcomes all obstacles!

To be continued......