Chapter 11 The Past Is Like a Thorn
Time passes like flowing water, gently and quietly. Yancuo is already basically familiar with the classmates in the class, and the education system of the strict high school is really strict, and there are exams at the end of three days.
Bai Huahua's test papers are one after another, and the students are all full of morale. In this kind of busyness, Yancuo gradually had no time to think about anything else, and devoted himself to studying.
One ordinary noon, there was a commotion suddenly from the third year of high school, and Lu Xiaonan ran in panting from outside, with his hands on his hips, looking angry. "My God, a freshman came to the third year of high school, and as soon as he came, he confessed to Yu Muyang, Yu Muyang ignored her, and she kept pestering him. You don't know how contrived that looks like, I'm disgusting to watch. ”
The words jumped, and the scene from three years ago seemed to be reappearing. Three years ago, I could be calm and waveless, but now I can't do it anyway, and I don't dare to think about the scene where this happened.
Even if she knew that Yu Muyang refused, she still felt a little sour, how should she keep it if she was so good.
Lu Xiaonan saw that they didn't move, so he pulled them and ran towards the senior high school teaching building.
In the middle of the black crowd, Yu Muyang rejected the girl's confession expressionlessly, but the girl was not discouraged at all, the inevitable appearance pierced her eyes, she turned around and ran away.
Sitting on one of the steps of the stairs, my heart was depressed, but I couldn't cry. At this time, they can't be together yet.
obviously said that they would be together when they grew up, but when did they grow up, why did so many people always appear and want to compete with her.
She stared blankly into the distance, thinking of the past two years, whether he had been like now, rejecting girls who had shown favor one after another, just to wait for himself.
She should believe it, what is it sad about. This boy will only belong to herself in the end, which is what a great gift God has given her.
When the bell rang, the students dispersed. Yan Cuo was also about to get up and go back to the classroom, but after sitting for a long time, he suddenly felt a little unstable in his center of gravity, and when he almost fell, he was supported by a pair of hands.
Yancuo turned his head to look, it was him. He just looked at himself, his eyes were clear and deep, and he seemed to have a lot to say, but after a long time, he only said: "Don't worry, I will only like you alone, be confident." ”
She felt the warmth of his palm at the moment, warming her heart. She nodded firmly, and turned to her classroom.
On the way back, Yan Cuo remembered the young man who was at the door of the police station and stretched out his hand to him, which is also what he is now, but today's young man has more perseverance. Three years is not a long time, but fortunately, he has always been by his side.
The senior sister in the third year of high school is named Tang Xue, she fell in love with him at first sight when she saw Yu Muyang, and after the failure of the first confession, she launched a strong pursuit offensive against him, and the whole school knew that she was chasing him.
He never responded to her, and every time he saw her, he turned around and left. Slowly, everyone knew that she was unrequited, and some mocking voices reached her ears. She was a little sad, but helpless, she just liked it, and she had to work hard for herself, even if it didn't work in the end.
After a series of refusals, Tang Xue seemed to have finally given up and no longer chased him every day. Yancuo breathed a sigh of relief, she still went to class and left class every day, but she often went to him, sometimes went to eat together, sometimes occasionally helped him fetch water, she did the trivial things she could, and wanted him to prepare for the college entrance examination with peace of mind.
After the college entrance examination, he will go to university, he is about to grow up, and he has been following in his footsteps.
After a night of self-study, Yancuo and Su He were about to go back to the dormitory together, but Tang Xue stopped them. "Which of you is Yancuo, I have something to find her." Yancuo stood up, "I'm Yancuo, what are you looking for me?" Tang Xue glanced at her, as if she was a little disdainful: "It's you, you want to compete with me for Yu Muyang?" Yan Cuo looked at her with a firm look in his eyes: "I never wanted to fight with you, because he has always been mine." ”
Tang Xue seemed to have heard some big joke: "Yours? Where did you get your confidence, you are such a little girl, what is comparable to me? I tell you, stay away from him, or I'll make you look good. With that, he left.
Yan Cuo stood in place, thinking about Tang Xue's words in his head. Su He looked at her for a long time and didn't speak, and hurriedly went over to comfort her: "Don't pay attention to her, she is just too conceited, I can see that Yu Muyang likes you." Yancuo looked at her and nodded, not looking inferior, "Mmmm, I believe in him, and I believe in myself." With that, the two turned around and went back to the dormitory.
Yan Cuo covered the quilt and thought about the things of the night. He still has to become better, she thought, she can't let others think that the people around him are not compatible with him.
When I closed my eyes, it seemed like he was looking like him again, she was chasing, he was waiting. The two have come a long way together to reach their common destination.
Yancuo began to work harder, burying himself in studying every day and concentrating on improving his grades.
She has now gone from the middle of the class to the top ten, and this place is no better than junior high school, and if you don't pay attention, you will be overtaken. She hadn't asked him where his target university was, and if it was Ontario, it would be particularly stressful.
Ontario University is a top-ranked university in Anseong, with the highest employment rate every year. If he wanted to go here, then she would have to brace herself and put in 120,000 points of effort.
One day at noon, a student in the class called Yancuo's name as soon as he entered the classroom. "Someone is looking for you outside, you can go and have a look." Yan Cuo walked out of the classroom with some confusion, and at the door of the school, there were two familiar and strange people.
They looked at themselves with a smile at the moment, they hadn't seen each other for three years, and Yan Cuo only felt a little sad when he looked at his parents who had not been waiting to see him since he was a child. For three years, they had never looked for themselves in the future, as if they had never been themselves.
The doorman asked her, "Do you know these two people?" They said it was your parents, but they couldn't tell your class, so I told them to wait here. You see if it's someone you know. Yan Cuo suppressed the bitterness in his heart, turned around and left: "I don't know them." ”
The two of them were anxious at the moment, "Yancuo, I'm my mother, how can you not know me, my mother has come to see you." Yan looked at the person in front of him expressionlessly, and all kinds of the past came to mind. Don't you want me, why are you still coming to me? ”
The woman didn't seem to expect Yancuo to say such a thing, her face was a little ugly, and she wanted to take her hand. Yan Cuo took a step back, avoiding her touch.
The man's face was also ugly, and his face darkened at the moment, "You rabbit cub with no conscience, we raised you to such a big age, don't you admit it if you don't admit it?" ”
Yan Cuo turned to look at him, a mocking smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. "When did you raise me, my grandmother took me from childhood to adulthood, you have seen me several times a year, after my grandmother died, you all abandoned me one by one, only my uncle was willing to take me. Now you say that it is my parents, what kind of parents are born but not raised? ”
The woman covered her face and cried, the man raised his hand, and in the blink of an eye, the slap was about to fall, and he stood motionless, if this was what he should bear, then this would be the last time.
In the future, she will no longer feel sorry for them, she has already regarded her uncle and aunt as her parents, they have made up for the lack of family affection in her heart, and she will only be filial to them in the future and accompany them to spend their old age in peace.
The man's slap didn't fall in the end, and he looked at the stubborn daughter in front of him. For the first time, I felt that I might really be wrong, ignoring her for so many years and missing out on all her upbringing.
He picked up the woman who was crying uncontrollably and left. Yan Cuo looked at their backs, as if he was a little lonely, thinking of so many years, they had ignored themselves, and thought that they didn't want to look like themselves, but they still couldn't help crying.
When I was young, Yancuo often wondered if I had done something wrong and why my parents never liked me. No matter what you do or how good your results are, you can't get a word of praise from them.
When they looked at themselves, they were expressionless at most, as if they were not their daughter, but just a stranger. When she was young, she would cry, and when she saw other children loved by their parents, she didn't know why, and when she asked them, she always got no answer.
Later, when she grew up, she knew that it might just be because her birth was a mistake, so she ended up with a father who didn't love her mother.
Only grandma, only grandma, will always look at herself dotingly, and will say to her: "We are the best in words, we are grandma's favorite children." ”
It was she who told herself over and over again that she was not a child who no one cared for, and that she had taught herself a lot. Yan Cuo looked at the sky, and thought in his heart, such a good person as grandma should become a star now, looking at himself in the sky.
Yancuo wiped away his tears and walked back to the classroom. Su He came up and asked her with concern: "It's okay, who is looking for you?" Yancuo tried hard to pull out a smile and looked at her: "It's okay, it's just two strangers." ”
Su He looked at her crying red eyes in disbelief: "Then why are your eyes red?" Yancuo smiled: "It's windy outside, and I'm blinded." Su He saw that she didn't want to say anything, so she didn't ask any more.
In the afternoon class, she was a little uneasy, and the teacher asked her to answer the questions several times, but she answered incorrectly. After class, she was called by the teacher to the office for an education, and then Yan Cuo returned to the classroom a little disappointed.
She knew she couldn't go on like this, but the past was like thorns in her heart.
Why are they still here, since they don't want to be themselves, what are they doing here? The replay of the past scenes is more and more resolute at this time, and it can't be like the past, no longer sad and sad for them, and no longer so humble.