“...... I'll ask the kid again when I have a chance. Speaking of which, how are your eyes?"

Ultramarine put her satchel away and nodded to her.

"Thanks to the care, my vision is almost restored. It is said that the stitches will be removed after half a year. ”

There was a buzzing sound, Jiang Shuo touched his pocket and took out his mobile phone.

He flickered the screen under the manager's gaze, indicating that it was a friend calling. Most of their statistics classes are held in the morning and are more concentrated. When Ancheng got out of class, Jiang Shuo, who was working part-time, was also off work.

His friend was obviously not so lucky, a very unpopular major in China, astrophysics. The courses are difficult and scattered, and there will be astronomical observation internships in the middle and late semesters, which is very troublesome.

They are all children of the mountains. At that time, their families were very ordinary, and they could even say that they were poor, but the children didn't think so. Ancheng once had a sister, he knew, wherever they played, the girl followed like a tail.

"I don't have classes tomorrow, where will I go?"

Anseong took a large sip of soda and deliberately burped the other side full of carbon.

Jiang Shuo pretended to spit at him, and he immediately closed his mouth.

Outside each school, there are always all kinds of snack bars in the three subway stations. Maybe the hygiene is worrisome, maybe the food is mediocre and chews wax, but the students love to run away.

From elementary school to college, children are like this. Sometimes it is not true that the cheap dishes in the school cafeteria are unappetizing, they want the freedom to make their own choices and the fresh air out of the prison of the school.

"It's not easy, you don't want to look at the stars tonight?" Jiang Shuo said, taking the disposable chopsticks handed over by the other party. ”

"The teacher is not there, let the class committee lead the team. Don't look at it, don't you watch it - don't you also have a night study today?"

"What kind of evening self-study, don't talk nonsense, I don't know. ”

The commonplace joke with each other is a common mode for boys to get along. Two bowls of steaming rice noodles came, they looked at the quantity, and discussed two drawers of xiaolongbao.

"You, you have to take the exam here, you can't learn it, and you're tired half to death. ”

Anjo didn't answer, just mixed the rice noodles with chopsticks.

He insisted on coming to this city, not without reason. People from small places read a lot, have an open vision, and yearn for big cities. Only families who do not pay attention to education, and their children are also short-sighted, are willing to be frogs at the bottom of the well in the poor mountains and bad waters.

Their hometown is not poor, but it is by no means rich, let alone has few schools. In comparison, it is very good, not to mention a prestigious university, at least it has the conditions to open courses in the astronomy department, and naturally there are teachers who can do it.

No, Anjo, who obeyed the adjustment, was fortunate to be assigned here. He was already planning for the worst of the slip gear.

In order to come here, Anjo, who has always been in harmony with his family, also quarreled with his parents. Only on this issue, he showed incredible paranoia. After a long tug-of-war confrontation, his parents discussed it for a night and finally gave in.

Why this school?

Anjo also understands in his heart that he simply wants to fill in the same volunteer with his friends.

He didn't want to, and couldn't lose, any more people.

The network of relationships of each individual is the tone that makes up the composition of society. Between people, there is a fine thread.

He had obviously tried hard to hold on to every rope.

"I said. ”

Anjo pinched a bun. Took a deep breath.

"My sister she ......"

"Shhhh

Jiang Shuo was scalded to the corners of his mouth by the steaming soup, threw down his chopsticks, and hurriedly covered his mouth. An Cheng was startled and pulled out a few tissues and stuffed them.

"You really can, do this kind of stupid thing. ”

"When I was a child, my family was poor and hungry—Jiang Shuo twisted his tone into their local dialect, deliberately pretending to be pitiful. ”

"It's okay, I didn't feel too hungry. ”

"Your family is fine, but I've been hungry since I was a child, and I don't know what the concept of satiety is. If it weren't for the fact that this major in our school is popular, I wouldn't have studied this. I haven't won a scholarship, and I am very good at part-time work. ”

"Isn't it pretty stable now...... I see that you have a lot of spare money, and you are not uncommon in Internet cafes. Don't be a temporary residence card for your annual card. ”

"Phew. ”

"Remember when I was a kid, you could go fishing, and you would make small traps to catch animals. ”

"Hungry, or what to eat. Stick to it, catch a grasshopper, and you can sell it for several pieces when you go down the mountain. ”

"Yes, the little bamboo cages are all made for you by An Jiu, and you exchange them for sugar. You're clumsy yourself. ”

"I'm clumsy, and I don't know who is the most timid. She dares to catch bugs, do you dare. There's a bit of movement in the woods, and you're running faster than anyone else. ”

"Can wolves compare to bugs?" Anjo gave him a blank look.

"Wolf...... Probably not. Now that the mountain is almost cut down, the hunters have killed all the wolves. ”

"I don't know. It's been a long time since I've been home. Last month, my mom sent a message saying that her family had moved to an urban village. I'm afraid I won't be able to find my home when I go back now...... There wasn't much to play at that time, but it was easy to satisfy. ”

"Yes, people have become greedy. Once the standard of living goes up, the minimum standard you can tolerate will also change. Someone invited you to a hotel, and you kid wouldn't be happy to go to the restaurant with me. ”

"But strictly speaking, when I was a child, I had a lot of fun, and children would have fun for themselves. On the contrary, now, everyone is staring at the screen, which is quite boring. ”

"Okay, I also said to go to the Internet café for a night, and you gave me a veto. ”

"Farewell, goodbye, I sat in the middle of the night last time with cervical spine pain. ”

"I think you're still suitable for watching the stars in the mountains, not for sitting in the office and blowing the air conditioner. ”

In the smoky restaurant, Anjo felt a little hot and wanted to wash his face. He waved his hand, hung his cap on the back of his chair, and went to the bathroom.

The toilet is in poor condition, there is only a small room, and there are no men and women written at the door. He knocked on the door, and no one took possession.

Pushing open the door, it was pitch black inside. The switch was still the old pull wire, and he pulled the rope, and the light rod took a lot of work, and finally tried to flicker the light.

The mirror also shattered a corner. The faucet was wet, and the soap next to it still had residual sewage from the previous person's use.

Anseong stared at himself in the mirror. Light brown eyes and a high ponytail with shoulder-length hair. Loose shirts, cheap cropped trousers. He just looked in the mirror and looked at it, and felt a little sad.

He and Jiang Shuo don't look alike, but Jiang Shuo also likes to wear short hair, and there are not many boys dressed like this, so everyone who sees them will think they are brothers.

If An Jiuzai was there, he wouldn't admit that he was mistaken, he and his sister looked more alike.

Speaking of which, when she was mentioned at the dinner table, she was interrupted. I'll go out and make it clear.

He turned on the faucet and rinsed his face with cool water.

The icy cold water cooled him down a lot and soothed his mood.

The splash wet his bangs, and he turned off the faucet and ran his damp hair over his forehead with his hands. Then he shook his hand casually and wiped the water stains from his eyelids with the back of his hand.

For a moment, just a brief moment, the light stick of some years flashed. In the gap between his eyes, there was a shadow behind him.

An Cheng's heart tightened.

A woman with long hair, who didn't see her face clearly.

- To be continued -