It was a summer day, the sun was setting, and dusk was already in the afternoon.

Yan Mei and Yan's mother walked on the path back, the road was very narrow, not allowing two people, they walked one after the other, Yan Mei thought about it, mustered up a lot of courage, she stopped, only the skirt swaying in the wind flew in the air, she faced her mother and lifted what she wanted.

After hearing this, Yan's mother was stunned, and her refusal was quite justified and tactful, but Yan Mei seemed to be shocked, she seemed to have known that the ending was destined to be like this, she was lost, but she didn't show it, and even smiled brightly and said something indifferent.

Mother Yan, who was walking behind, didn't see it, nor did she hear her strange appearance, but she didn't know that this was her tentative careful thinking, she actually didn't have anything she wanted at all, she just wanted to give herself a chance to open up.

It was the first time she had offered what she wanted, and it was the last time she would ever do it to her.

Because she really has low self-esteem, from the heart.

Estrangement is never formed in a day, something that accumulates over time is.

Low self-esteem is also true.

Immersed in the salty and bitter sea alone, it was time to get out of school at noon, and Yan Mei went numbly to the place where the boiler room steamed rice to get her lunch box under the pull of Yuan Qi at the same table.

Everyone is like this, if they don't go home at noon, they all prepare a food box for steamed rice in the morning.

The shape of the food box is different, most of them are rectangular silver iron boxes, iron cups, and a few are round red and white porcelain cups.

When they arrived at the boiler room, there were two neat human-shaped dragons in front of them, Yuan Qi and Yan Mei were accustomed to lining up, and there was no verbal conversation between the two, but no one felt embarrassed, and they were harmonious as always.

Yuan Qi was originally a person who was unwilling to be lonely, but this time he was too peaceful, almost the same expression as Yan Mei, who was quiet at this time, making it impossible to tell who was the one who was sad.

After taking the lunch box, the two went back to class, and at this time there was no shortage of students in the classroom, even the teacher.

Usually the same, but when they are in the mood, they also run to the playground or the garden to eat.

Today, they really don't have that leisurely and elegant mood.

As soon as they entered the classroom, Yan Mei and the others were stopped, and the person who called them was their homeroom teacher, Teacher Wang.

"You two come here, come over here for dinner."

Yan Mei and Yuan Qi glanced at each other in unison, then nodded at him and walked over in silence.

Teacher Wang really got along with the students.

Yan Mei looked at the few people around Teacher Wang and sighed silently.

Mr. Wang is really approachable.

Usually just speak softly, but now I even eat and take a nap in the classroom with them, which is really a rare species.

Sure enough, a good teacher really doesn't care about anything, and he doesn't treat students differently by grades.

To the flattering surprise of Yan Mei and the others, Teacher Wang asked them to come over for dinner, not to have a political lesson with them or for other purposes, but simply to share some delicious food with them.

Anyone who has experienced the steamed rice period will surely understand how difficult it is to swallow without food, and at this time we even buy a pack of mustard for five cents, such as kelp silk, which is a luxury.

Besides, our down-and-out school doesn't even have a canteen, so how can we talk about cooking?

It's all brought with it.

We are very satisfied that the school can provide free steamed rice service.

really responded to that sentence: without brilliance, without self-suffering.

Today's classroom is particularly lively, as if a dragon is lying, nine sons are beside him, and the love is sincere and affectionate.

Everyone put the long wooden table horizontally for three times, and then moved out of a canteen for the first division and nine students to chat after dinner.

Yan Mei sat in front of Teacher Wang's right, eating stiffly, the excitement in her ears has not stopped, she chewed the white rice in her mouth with some tastelessness, and her eyes staring at the lunch box were also erratic, just looking at the movements made people feel that she was eating attentively.

Yan Mei thought that she was like a little transparent, she must have been ignored at this time, and she never thought that anyone would care about her.

That person was not a teacher, not Yuan Qi, not Han Yan, not anyone she was familiar with, but a strange beauty.

Beauty has a beautiful name called Xiangyu, of course, if the surname is not the surname Bai, it will be more beautiful.

Bai Xiangyu really looks beautiful, but it's not beautiful to read.

Xiangyu was transferred to the school when we were reading the second volume of the third grade, and it amazed the teachers and students at that time, and it is now.

She looks pure, with white skin, apricot eyes, delicate face, clear eyebrows, and a weak willow supporting the wind.

But the most striking thing is the small dimples that appear on her face when she laughs and the pair of white tiger teeth.

Looking at the extra side dishes in the lunch box, Yan Mei was stunned for a moment, and when she came to her senses, she said softly.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

Bai Xiangyu's voice was softer and softer than her, gentle to the extreme.

Yan Mei became more and more flattered, she smiled at her awkwardly, and Bai Xiangyu also hooked the corners of her mouth, which was more generous and natural.

Yan Mei was ashamed of herself, she really felt that this girl of the same age as her was dazzlingly beautiful.

Whether it is on the outside or on the inside, Bai Xiangyu is well-deserved and beautiful.

I forgot to say that Bai Xiangyu amazed everyone not only for her beauty, but also for her academic performance.

Of course, Bai Xiangyu is still a little far away from the degree of the top student.

But compared with Yan Mei, who is at an average level, her achievements are indeed not enough.

Undoubtedly, in the eyes of everyone, Bai Xiangyu is excellent, including Yan Mei.

After coming home from school in the afternoon, Yan Mei didn't mention the fake money to her grandfather, not because she was indifferent, but because she understood that it would be useless to ask, she was just asking for trouble now.

Her desire to grow up has never stopped, even though she has long known that growing up cannot solve all her troubles, and she has never given up on this dream.

The days went by day after day, and in the blink of an eye, it was Friday.

On Friday, this day that should have been planned slipped out of Yan Mei's expectations.

There's no going back. Yan Mei's lost gaze couldn't help but walk on the familiar path.

She stood on the hillside, her hand stagnating for a second, and then busy again.

They are now hoeing the weeds, which is a job arranged by their grandmother.

This kind of work is already a matter of course for them.

They don't find it new and fun, they get bored and tired.

But their grandmothers didn't think so.

Bushi often said that children have no waist, no backache, and no waist tiredness.

If they refute, she'll say you're just trying to be lazy, thinking all day long, cheating and cheating.

Yan Mei is honest, and the Bu family likes her the most now, so she takes good care of her and often opens a small stove for her alone.

The day before, I led everyone from morning to night, either weeding or carrying weeds, and I wouldn't let people rest anyway.

The next day, when everyone was tired, she couldn't move others, so she would pull Yan Mei to eat alone.

Yan Mei will not refuse, her well-behaved appearance is really easy to bully.

Tian Guan sometimes can't look past it, so he will talk to the Supplement family, or take her out of her grandmother's house directly, but these are very few things.

More often, Yan Mei still works with her grandmother, without any complaints.

But there is still depression.

But who made her a tofu heart? Good to talk to.

Although Bu likes her obedience very much, there are still a lot of times when she doesn't like it, which causes Yan Mei to be scolded often.

Sure enough, the more you do, the more you make mistakes, and the more opportunities you have to be scolded.

This is Yan Mei's experience, and she is also very helpless.

In comparison, Yan Mei is really envious of her sister.

Because she doesn't have to do anything, she can get her grandmother's smile and candy, plus praise.

Especially the praise, Yan Mei felt that the calluses in her ears were about to be read out by her grandmother.

Her grandmother always said when she was working for her, "Look how well-behaved your sister is, she comes to see me every day!" And you? When didn't I call you and you came here?! ”

Yan Mei thought to herself: Can that be the same? She's here to beg for candy, and she's here to beg for disgust!

She's not a masochist! It's not nice to be able to find yourself yourself!

Of course, Yan Mei is still sensible, she won't contradict her like this, she is just silent.

Because she thinks that silent resistance is the biggest refutation of her partiality.

But refutation or not, she thought that her grandmother might not care at all, and neither did she.

It's as stupid as if she was wronged and took silence for granted.

Of course, this grievance is limited to her family, and she really doesn't have such a good temper to the outside world.

In fact, about double standards, she will too!

And it's easier than anyone else!

has been like this since she was a child, in front of the elders in the family, she can know.

is obviously irritable, but pretends to be a virtuous and gentle appearance; Obviously don't want to do something, but happily take it over and do it; was obviously wronged, but pretended to be fine.

Silly is a sign when she is bullied at home.

Cowardice too.

So much so that when she resisted later, she was stunned, it turned out that she couldn't make it true if she pretended to be too long.

Where there is oppression, there is resistance, which has always been gained by experience and driven by laws.

Isn't that how the law of true fragrance came about?

Yes, that's right, it smells so good!

Later?

Yan Mei can't imagine it now, but her present is still continuing.

The next day, it was still like this, she silently followed her grandmother who was hurrying in front of her, walking behind.

At this time, she has become a habitual thing, but she doesn't feel any grievances for a while.

She only hopes that she can do things well and do good things later, as long as she doesn't get scolded.

She was really scared by her grandmother's clever mouth, it was really a disobedience to her heart, and it was a repeated reprimand.

The thunderous magic sound simply cost Yan Mei's life.

When she arrived at the destination, Yan Mei breathed a sigh of relief imperceptibly, this job was quite easy, what she did was just the trouble of running back and forth.

Collect firewood.

From the hillside inside the road (another name for the road), she began to transport to her grandmother's house below the outside of the road, Yan Mei didn't know how many times she had done it, she skillfully began to drag it, not sloppy at all.

Grandma just told her to do it, she didn't plan to do this, maybe there were other things waiting for her to do, Yan Mei didn't care, but felt more relaxed.

One, two, three...... Gradually, Yan Mei didn't have the heart to count, she ran back and forth numbly, and she didn't feel tired, just a little bored.

But in fact, she is not bored, she still has a lot of firewood to pick up, firewood all over the mountains, as long as she wants, there is to pick up.

Perhaps, after doing this, grandma needs her help with other things?

That's right, this is grandma's temperament, Yan Mei knows her very well.

I don't know when it started, Yan Mei's world has become more and more refined in its observation of people.

Whether it is people's joys, sorrows, or words and deeds, she wants to figure it out.

Having said that, Yan Mei thinks that she sees people very thoroughly, but she doesn't want to have people she can't understand, can't see through, and can't understand.

That person was only Xu Jiayue.

Yan Mei is also very puzzled, the person she observes most carefully is also the person she can't see through, what is the reason?

Did you really respond to the poem: "I don't know the true face of Lushan, only because I am in this mountain"?

I don't understand, Yan Mei really doesn't understand, this mountain is not another mountain, some people are really difficult to understand, especially Xu Jiayue!

How unreasonable!

Yan Mei is crazy.

Coming down from the hillside again, Yan Mei was stunned for a moment, and sighed unexpectedly: If you want Cao Cao, Cao Cao will arrive.

At first sight of Xu Jiayue, Yan Mei blurted out and said, "What a coincidence! ”

"Not really."

"Huh?"

Xu Jiayue's indifferent voice made Yan Mei a little surprised.

"It's really unfortunate."

“...... Oh. ”

Yan Mei stared at Xu Jiayue's action of lifting the bicycle, waiting for his next step.