After the summer vacation, Yancuo entered the third year of junior high school. The atmosphere in the third year of junior high school was tense from the beginning, the teachers began to stay in class frequently, and the schoolwork began to become more and more heavy.

Yancuo goes to school early every day and goes back at the latest. My uncle asked a few times, and there was some worry in his words, and he said that his homework was tight now in the third year of junior high school, so he should not worry.

It's just that she didn't realize that her aunt, who was sneering at her before, would now just look at her quietly, prepare meals for her, and wash her clothes. There is less quarrel in the house, and more words have been longing, the warmth of home.

After another evening self-study class, Yan Cuo was about to nest in his room after washing up as usual, and heard a voice from his aunt's room: "Are you really going to provide for her all the time, we don't have a child ourselves, this child is not our own after all." It's all so old, if you don't support us when we get old, I see who you cry with. Aunt and uncle complained.

The uncle was silent for a while, as if he was thinking about something, and said for a long time: "No, Yancuo is a good child, we don't ask her to support us, as long as we have someone to accompany us." ”

At this time, the aunt was also silent, and the couple found out that there was something wrong with their body and they couldn't have their own children. For so many years, seeking medical advice and medicine, there has been no movement at all.

This child is obedient, he has been bitter since he was a child, and when he meets such parents, he is her relative anyway, so he should have someone to accompany him in order to grow old, which is also good.

Thinking of this, her heart inevitably softened. "Just listen to you, just treat it as our own child, and if you work so hard, you will definitely be able to get into the best high school. Then we will have a light on our faces. The uncle nodded and looked at her: "It's best if you think so." Our family has been divided in peace, which is better than anything else. ”

I don't know how long I listened to it, until the lights went out in my aunt's room, and she still didn't come back to her senses.

I thought my aunt must hate me very much, but it turned out that I was wrong. During this period of time, my aunt's care for me is actually obvious, and I have long since lost my previous dislike and exclusion.

Yan Cuo didn't hold back the tears in his eyes, dripping down, but he couldn't help but be happy in his heart. Being accepted and taken care of by others is something I couldn't have thought of before, and God is really not thin on himself.

Back in the room, Yan Cuo lay down on the bed and fell asleep early, and in her dream it was her grandmother who hadn't appeared for a long time, and she smiled kindly at herself. Yancuo also smiled: Grandma, don't worry, someone will be good to me in the future.

Time has passed in a blink of an eye, and the third year of junior high school has passed halfway. The Spring Festival is coming soon, and every household is decorated with lights and full of joy.

The trees on the side of the street are also hung with small lanterns, twinkling and twinkling, making the city gentle.

On the twenty-ninth day of the Lunar New Year, there was a snow in Anseong, and this snow fell all night. After the snow, the city is covered in silver, and the small red lanterns are decorated with white, which makes people feel like they are bright.

Yan Cuo followed his aunt out to buy New Year's goods, wearing a red cotton jacket and white snow boots, and walked through the snow with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

The neighbors greeted them warmly along the way, and they were all embarrassed to smile, but the joy in their hearts was real. In this strange place, there can now be so many people who accept themselves, which is the best New Year's gift for yourself.

After dinner, after Yan Cuo cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, he went downstairs with the garbage. There are a lot of frolicking children downstairs, holding fireworks, they are giggling and laughing, and the New Year's atmosphere is particularly thick.

Yan Cuo smiled and thought, it's good. After throwing out the garbage, Yancuo was about to go upstairs, but he saw a black figure at the mouth of the alley in the distance, he was dressed in black, as if he was one with this dark night. But those eyes were bright, and he just looked at himself, motionless.

looked at him at a loss, why were the stars in his eyes gone, why did he look so lonely? Yan Cuo turned to approach him, only to see the slap marks on his face. Yancuo was startled, and hurriedly touched his face with his hand. "What's wrong with you, have you been beaten?"

Yan Cuo spoke softly, he looked particularly fragile today, not like the sunny and proud teenager he usually saw. The boy looked at her for a long time before he spoke: "Can I hug you?" Yancuo knew that he was unwilling to let himself know his vulnerability.

Yan Cuo also knew that he should refuse, but he couldn't open his mouth anyway. He took the initiative to step forward and hugged him gently. The boy seemed to be trembling slightly, but he hugged her harder, and his heartbeat could be heard in Yancuo, one by one, as if hitting his heart.

After that, there was a long silence, and the two embraced each other for a long time, and no one spoke. At that moment, Yan Cuo thought that even if he had lost the whole world before, he was willing to risk his life and give him all the best things in the world. Just for, his smiling face.

Winter nights are always unusually cold, and the boys are thinly dressed, and their lips have begun to turn white. Yan Cuo took off the scarf from his body and wrapped it around his neck.

She tried to stand on tiptoe and looked into his eyes: "Yu Muyang, no matter what you encounter, but I believe in you, you will definitely be able to overcome these." Before, you gave me encouragement and courage, and now let me warm you. I hope you are bathed in the warm sun, always warm existence. Believe me, the night will be bright when it passes, you have to believe in the world, believe in me, and most importantly, you must believe in yourself, okay? ”

Yu Muyang looked at her, the girl was trying to tiptoe at the moment, trying to warm herself, her bright eyes seemed to light up the darkness.

He nodded at her, "Okay, I'll do it, it's late, you should go back early." As he spoke, he took out a notebook from his pocket, "This is the last English notebook, you remember to read it well, I'm going back first." Yancuo looked at him and nodded heavily, "Okay, I know, you go back early." Remember, be happy! She watched as the boy turned away and disappeared into the darkness.

Yan Cuo realized that his heartbeat at the moment was beating very fast, his arms were so warm, and he was reluctant to leave.

But tonight, he was so sad, he wanted to ask what was wrong, he wanted to help him, but he couldn't seem to help anything. Thinking of the slap marks on his face, Yan Cuo felt extremely distressed. Such a good boy, who would hurt him?

Thinking back to the group of people who chased him before, Yan Cuo felt that he should figure it all out. She walked along the intersection where the boy had just left, slowly following his footsteps, and saw the boy enter a courtyard. The courtyard looked very magnificent, and the lights in the hall were on.

Yan Cuo secretly followed in and eavesdropped at the door. There were two middle-aged people talking inside, and what they said was actually accusing Yu Muyang. "Look at what you look like, how many times have I told you, don't mess with that kind of poor girl. Our Yu family is not an ordinary family, and you will inherit the family business after you graduate. You always run to that girl's house twice in three days, do you think I don't know? ”

The boy was silent and didn't speak, and looked at the middle-aged man for a long time: "Dad, he's not the kind of girl you guys say, she's very hard-working and motivated." It's my business that I like her, she's still young, I won't let her know, and I won't bother her anymore. ”

The middle-aged woman on the side, who had not spoken, seemed to be angry at the moment, and was about to hit him with a wave, but she didn't have time to think about anything, and rushed in.

The woman's shocked eyes didn't have time to hide, and she slapped hard.

The slap was forceful, and the words were turned off the head. Seeing this, Yu Muyang rushed over quickly and pulled her behind him. "What are you doing, I said it was my wishful thinking, if you think that beating me can relieve my anger, then hit me, I tell you now, I regret it, I don't want to give up. I just like her, I'm going to wait for her to grow up, I'm going to be with her. After speaking, he took Yan Xuan's hand and turned around and left the place.

Yancuo is still stuck in the situation just now, he, what did he say? Like whom, is it me? The boy looked at the girl behind him in a trance, and also stopped.

He dragged her to a park, where there were only a few people. They sat down on a bench and paused, he looked at Yancuo, and said firmly: "Yancuo, you must have heard what I said. I like you, I've loved you a long time ago. But at the time I wasn't sure what liking was, and now I understand that I've walked to the alley in front of your house countless times and watched you study, do housework, or be in a daze upstairs. I don't know where to start, I'm just thinking about you. But you're still young, I'm not in a hurry, I'll wait for you, when you grow up, stay with me, okay? ”

Yan looked at him blankly, as if to confirm the truth of his words. Do you really like me? But he is too bad, he is not beautiful, he is not excellent, and even his parents are unwilling to ask for him, himself, how can he be such a good person.

The more Yan Cuo thought about it, the more helpless he became, and he stayed with tears in his eyes, choking up and opening: "But, but, I'm really not good at all, I'm not beautiful, I'm not good, I need to work hard to stand by your side." I'm so bad, are you sure you like me? ”

Yu Muyang stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and looked at Yancuo firmly: "Yancuo, don't say that about yourself, in my place, you are the most special, you are very cute, you work hard, for me, you are the best." ”

Yancuo blinked vigorously, held back the tears that continued to flow, and looked at him: "I'm really not that good......" He looked at her quietly, didn't say a word for a long time, Yancuo stood sluggishly, turned around and wanted to leave, only to hear the soft but firm voice behind him: "No, you're fine." Yan Cuo didn't look back, just looked at the sky, and finally let the tears fall.