After the third cousin left that day, Tang Yao held a red vest bag containing a pair of stone lions and continued to stand in the shade of the tree for a long time. Tang Yao heard the noisy noise coming from the teaching building behind him, felt the enthusiastic or crazy footsteps of the students, and occasionally a few roars of the teacher's octave. People are at a noisy intersection and don't know whether to turn left or right this time?

The lifespan of the tree is very long, and I believe that I have thought about such a question in the long night, whether there is a reasonable reason to persuade Tang Yao and give her a little guidance and direction to move forward when she is confused.

Tang's mother often said that reading is better, although she may not be able to get rich in the future, but at least she has more initiative in her hands. These initiatives allow you to stand at a fork in the road without being forced to follow fate and give in without retreat.

Tang Yao didn't care about her mother's so-called serious tirade at that time, until one day she grew up and became a mother, she realized how precious her mother's words were at that time, and she really wanted to say all her mother's words to her children again. Some of them even want to be said a second time. The cycle of cause and effect, the cycle of life, it's a pity that many things are understood too late.

Tang Yao finally decided to close himself off again, since everyone who cared about him reminded him that this person was not worth cherishing, so in order to prevent him from being unable to control himself at the critical moment, Tang Yao first confined himself within the scope of his control, so that he felt a little safer.

At the other end of the corner of the corridor, the third cousin called out to Wuhan City, who ran out to buy tea eggs.

Wuhan City was also a little stunned when he saw his third cousin, and the tea egg in his hand almost slipped out of his palm.

"Cousin, no, Lin Feng, no, it's good, senior." Wuhan City stammered, and he didn't understand what he was nervous about.

Wuhan City's attitude, the third cousin is actually satisfied. The more you care about a person, the more nervous you will be about it, and this tension will spread to the people around that person, and the more you have a deep relationship with that person, the more you don't know what you are doing. The third cousin, as the only parent of Tang Yao who knew Wuhan City, Wuhan City naturally wanted to behave well, but he was afraid that he would mess up the rare opportunity, and he was surprised and afraid that he didn't know what to do.

"Wuhan City, huh."

"Yes, cousin, it's not Lin Feng, no, senior." Wuhan City's tongue circled, scratched his head embarrassedly, and said softly, "I'm sorry." I don't know what's going on with myself. ”

"It's okay, if you want to call my cousin with Tang Yao."

"May I?" Wuhan City was a little flattered all of a sudden, not sure if his ears were hearing correctly, and asked, "Can I really do it?" ”

"It's just a title. If you want to call it, you can call it. I have something to do with you, but do you have time?"

"Yes, yes. Cousin. Wuhan City stuffed the tea eggs into the right pocket, regardless of whether the soy sauce juice flowed out of the bag, and stuffed the tea eggs into the pocket.

"Talk over there." The third cousin brought Wuhan City into the toilet space of the banana tree, and said straight to the point, "I know that you are a classmate with red letters, your silent guardian, and I, as the brother of the party, am actually very moved by your efforts." ”

Wuhan City was surprised that he wrote a note in red and stuffed it in the anonymous mailbox of the radio station, always careful and never known to others. And how did the third cousin know?

"How does my cousin know?" Wuhan City asked.

"You don't care how I know. I only ask if your heart for Tang Yao is true. ”

"Really, but Tang Yao never cared." There was a little sadness in Wuhan City's words, and the more I listened to it, the more I felt that Wuhan City was a tragic figure.