Back to school.

For the last stop of the memories of the 16th Middle School, and where the next stop will go, it is unknown.

This time, I returned to school, which is already my alma mater, to get the student registration information.

I had already taken my student registration materials on my own, so I just went to take a formality and came back soon.

It was in a hurry, because there were so many people who didn't want to see it, and said goodbye to this place again.

However, there is another person among them who wants to see and thank you.

His name is Yu.

It was the last tablemate in my junior high school career, and he was also the person in charge of the student registration file, and it was because of him that I was able to take the student registration in advance.

A very kind male classmate.

At that time, because my little blue always dropped the chain, it was a real chain that fell off, and as a bicycle, the chain always slipped, which was equivalent to breaking, and I couldn't always ride halfway through and stop and fix the chain, so, for convenience, I had to go back to walking to school during that time.

Yu and Little Gray Gray have a good relationship, so they always go together after school, that day, he saw me walking alone, so he took the initiative to ask, "Shall I send you?" ”

Then, he patted the back seat of his bicycle and gestured to me with sincerity on his face.

At that time, I didn't know how to refuse, so I sat directly on it, holding the schoolbag he was carrying behind him, after setting off, it was okay at first, but then after driving for a while, I could see that Yu was pedaling very hard, and I felt very guilty in my heart at the same time.

Am I too heavy......

Embarrassed.

At a bend, he almost fell down without sitting firmly, and was even more embarrassed, at this time, the little gray ash on the side stopped and asked, "Do you need me to take you?" ”

I shook my head and said no, I didn't want to owe more favors.

Later, on the way to school, I met an older sister I once knew, and she asked, "Who is that brother?" ”

I handed it a confused expression, what brother? Who? Why do you suddenly ask that?

"The one who sent you back that day, isn't it? Bicycles, I've seen them all, aren't they ......"

It dawned on me and quickly explained, "It's at the same table, classmate." ”

But she didn't believe it, and kept looking at me with a wicked smile, "At the same table? ”

"Hmm."

I'm so embarrassed.

Sure enough, you can't just sit on the back seat of this bike, but it's definitely just the same table, otherwise what else can it be? It turned out that everyone else thought like this, and at this moment they understood everything.

After returning home, he immediately fiddled with his bicycle and naturally rejected Yu's kindness.

It turned out that only I thought it was a friendship between the same table.

……

This summer vacation has been incredibly long.

Because of confusion.

Looking at my grades, and then looking at the score lines of various key high schools, I just crossed the line, and I don't know how to report.

I've heard the saying, "Persistence is scarier than hard work!" "It's true, sometimes, even if you try, the result backfires, and in the meantime, you still need to persevere.

Hold on until the day you see hope.

However, I was depressed.

Am I really who people say I am? I can't do anything well, I only learn, but I don't learn well.

I don't know where the future is, the future is bleak, and I don't have any concept of the future, so I stop there?

A period of immersion.

After Dad knew the situation, he went to inquire everywhere, asked friends to inquire, and was busy with this matter almost every day, and disappeared, but found the leader of the art group of an ordinary high school in the district.

I got the latest news.,Said that I was just going to expand a class.,You can let us in.,But it's an art class.,I heard that the art class college entrance examination is very simple or something.,And only this class can be reported in.,It's really a coincidence.。

In order to thank him, Dad invited him to dinner, and he should indeed be thanked.

Although I like to draw, but for art can only think of those stick figures, suddenly to enter the specialty class, and a little caught off guard, the students who reported this class, must have learned to draw, how to compare with them, the starting line is different.

However, there is a school to apply for, and I am very satisfied.

This time, there has been a big change in his opinion of his father, he may be like most fathers, he doesn't know how to express and communicate, but his temper is really annoying.

Dining room.

Dad and his friends' party, we were all present, and we were all familiar uncles, and in order to show our gratitude, Dad treated.

Then I raised my glass, and after a glass of wine, I asked my sister and I to toast these uncles together.

"Quick, thank you uncles, this time, thanks to their help, otherwise we wouldn't have been able to get the news as soon as possible." Dad said that when he saw these brothers of his, he couldn't close his mouth with a smile.

My sister and I were forced to stand up, take the drink in our hands, replace it with the drink, toast the uncles, and then grinned.

At this time, I only felt awkward, uncomfortable, and unnatural.

These people are sophisticated, I don't understand the most, and I don't want to cater to them the most, I feel that the whole person has become false, and if you want to be false, you will be false, especially at this moment, looking at the conversation between the uncles here, a lot of things are bursting out at this moment.

Am I going to do the same in the future? The heart is all about rejection. Looking at the smug expression of others when they praised Dad, I even suspected that he was asking us for the sake of face, otherwise with Dad's character, how could he care so much about us, let alone running around?!

Life is nothing more than these miscellaneous things, what we have to do is to face these, life will not change because of one of us, so we have to change ourselves to adapt to this society in order to survive.

Is this the legendary law of survival?

It's hard.

……

The matter of high school is over, and the hanging heart has completely fallen.

On this day, my mother came home from work on time, and unexpectedly she brought back a bag of snacks?!

Mom usually hates us to buy these snacks, and she is even more unlikely to take the initiative to buy them for us.

Inexplicable.

However, if he cares about thirty-seven twenty-one, he will finish eating.

Later I found out about the whole process.

"Why does our mom always bring some snacks back? How strange! I still asked the question in my mind.

"Our dad opened a supermarket, why don't you know?" My sister asked me rhetorically.

"I don't know...... "I really don't know at all, but how did my sister know? Everyone knows, so, only I was stunned to think that my dad went to work every day?

All right.

After all, they didn't have the right to tell me, and I didn't ask.

It has become natural not to communicate at home, and even as long as I return to this home, I feel very depressed in my heart, and I can not talk for a day, or I can not laugh for a day.

These are all taken for granted, and when they have something on their minds, they pin it on their notebooks, or tell themselves, but they will not explain it to us when they have something, but will only throw questions and let us guess.