When she was young, her face was an ordinary girl with an ordinary family background and ordinary appearance, and she could barely pass the test only by studying.

The isolated, shy and second-year girl is sensitive and timid, even if she is bullied, as long as she doesn't touch the bottom line of self-esteem, she will basically give up.

Yan Rong's heart is soft and fragile, starting from her sensible.

When a person walks alone on the road, he has always only had the courage to look ahead, or because he cares too much about the relationship between others, he only allows himself to look ahead when he walks, and he will breathe a sigh of relief when there is no one.

If she walked with her head down and wouldn't bump into someone, she would definitely choose the latter without hesitation.

Such an obedient and sensitive adolescent ignorant girl, it is estimated that it is difficult to take the initiative to recognize the whole class, not to mention that she will pay attention to the male classmates in other classes.

It's just that life will always be unexpected.

Yan Rong first met Xu Weize when he was a month into the second year of junior high school.

Xu Weize and Yan Rong are not in the same class, if it weren't for that unintentional "accident" of others, Yan Rong would definitely not be able to help but peep at a sunny boy who was incompatible with her from time to time.

After school, Yan Rong carried his schoolbag on his back, said goodbye to his good classmates and walked in the afterglow of the sunset, and the shadow was pulled.

Yan Rong pursed her lips and kept walking in the direction of the outside of the campus, Yan's mother asked her to go home as soon as school was over, and she was not allowed to stay outside.

Yan Rong walks in a decent posture, and does not squint all the time.

"Alas, alas...... Be careful......"

There was a strong shout in the distance, and Xu Weize turned around and saw a solid body flying quickly from a distance.

"Alas...... Same...... Alas, Xu Weize raised his hand and just wanted to stop Yan Rong, who was only caring about his own walking, when a behemoth flying from the side had already smashed Yan Rong's head with a "......bang".

Yan Rong's eyes suddenly flashed with stars, and he took a few steps back to the side, and after a pitch-black dizziness, Yan Rong felt that his erratic body was supported by someone's powerful palm.

She used external force to stabilize her body, covered her aching temples, retreated to the side embarrassedly, lowered her head and thanked her solemnly.

What I saw was a boy's white short-sleeved and black five-point pants, not fat or thin, well-proportioned, much taller than her.

"Oh, it's just a gesture. You should be careful when you walk, although the eyes can make you look ahead, but the ears on the head also have to make it work. A clear, clean and playful voice came to Yan Rong's ear.

The boy also laughed softly, which was very pleasant to the ear.

Yan Rong's ears turned red.

"Hey, are you alright?" A group of perpetrators ran to Yan Rong's side and surrounded her ...... nervously asked.

Xu Weize casually stepped aside.

"Classmate, does it matter?"

"Classmate, I'm sorry, we're making trouble......"

There were all kinds of apologies around him, and Yan Rong only felt embarrassed and embarrassed.

She pulled her hand away from her messy hair, looked up, and shook her head at the nervous group of kids around her.

She hesitated for a moment and then squeezed her hand and said calmly: "It's okay, but you have to be careful when you play." ”

"Definitely, definitely, I will be careful in the future......"

“……”

After there was no danger, a group of people ran to the basketball court to play basketball with a smile.

Yan Rong looked back, and Xu Weize was standing 2 meters away from her.

He kept looking at the location of the teaching building, and did not observe Yan Rong's every move.

Yan Rong gritted his teeth gently, stood behind Xu Weize, and thanked him in a low voice again, "Classmate, I really thanked you just now." ”

The handsome young man turned around, looked at her with exploratory eyes for a second, and jokingly said, "It's really a gesture, not enough to worry about." ”

He speaks in a relaxed tone, not embarrassing, and should be a person who is very good at adjusting the atmosphere and can grasp the measure.

After Xu Weize finished speaking, he continued to look directly at the teaching building, his face was strangely warm in his heart, he glanced at his back and rubbed his forehead, which was still a little painful, and went home as if he was running away.

Her living state is also the same as her habit when she walks, she has tried to look at the road ahead, but she has inadvertently unexpected accidents.

But she has always been such a low-quality girl.

She couldn't resist the complete compromise in her bones.

Yan Rong's home is in an old residential building in City C, and his parents are both factory workers and have little education, but they pay close attention to Yan Rong's education.

The most accurate description is the typical kind of parents who "can't fly by themselves, so they lay an egg in the nest and let the next generation fly hard".

"Parents have nothing to do, you have to fight", Yanrong's parents always educate Yanrong like this at home.

Her parents have always stubbornly believed that face is their hope and the hope of the family.

When breaking free from fate becomes the fate of a family, it is not surprising that the relay race-style struggle is made.

Grandpa can't finish it to the father, and the father can't finish it to the son, passed down from generation to generation, and the child begins to transform into an investment in the future.

Children are the future, but this future is the future of the whole family, the future of the parents, but it does not belong to the children themselves.

At that time, the traditional and backward education was basically like this.

Family planning made Yan Rong's parents only give birth to one child, Yan Rong.

Yan Rong's parents did not abandon Yan Rong because she was a girl and could not inherit the lineage, and she was grateful in her heart.

But day and night, in this kind of environment where any emotions are straightforward and interests are clear, Yan Rong is somewhat inferior in character.

Yan Rong is not smart, and he has to be very serious every day to study and barely pass.

At this time, Yan's mother would sit on the sofa with the remote control and reprimand her, "Look at how the XXX downstairs is so powerful, and I won the first place in this exam." ”

Yan Rong lowered his head in shame, not daring to refute.

Yan's mother will say again: "Look at the little X upstairs, he has a lively personality and is endearing, why are you so boring?" ”

Yan Rong rubbed his toes and sighed silently.

There was a sound of a child's performance on the TV, and Yan's mother watched it with relish, and she sighed: "You see that this child is so young, but he is really powerful, why can't you?" ”

Yan Rong pursed her lips and wanted to reply to Yan's mother, you are willing to spend money to send me to school, and I can also perform on stage like this.

But when she saw the wrinkles on Yan's mother's face like a ravine, she swallowed this sentence deeply, and changed her words and said, "Mom, I'm going to read a book." ”

Yan's mother looked at the TV without raising her head and nodded, "Oh, oh, you go, wait for your father to come back and eat." ”

"Oops...... What a good jump. ”

Obviously, it is the psychology of "asking but not getting, so those who get are vulgar" are troubled, and they are extremely lazy, unwilling to spend time and energy to learn parenting concepts and educate children, and are jealous of those "other people's children".

But Yan Rong really couldn't find a reason to convince her parents, and her long-term silence became a hole in the tree for her parents to vent and criticize at will.

This is her life, there is no absolute despair, and there is not a shred of hope.

Yan Rong strode away, returned to the room, closed the bedroom door, sat on a chair and looked out the window at the rows of intersecting black wires.

With a submissive character like hers, she can't make a big splash.

The sky was soft and translucent, but when it fell over the window, it turned gray. The light here is not good, there is a lot of dust outside, and this side is the alley area, and the wind outside can't blow in, so these air suspended matter has been floating here.

Yan Rong rubbed his forehead, opened the book and worked hard, and after writing less than two lines, he began to have all kinds of contemplative movements.

One frowns, the other bites the pen...... I really couldn't think of it, so I opened the answer, read it step by step, and then wrote it on the paper step by step to deepen my impression.

When he was able to calculate the final answer independently, Yan Rong breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the question, and smiled happily.

This is how she looks stupidly when she does the questions, and she can't turn her brain, so she has to use the stupidest way to learn.

Sometimes I am exhausted all night and only understand one question, but my face is quite satisfied.

"Yan Rong, listen well at school, you must concentrate in class, if you don't understand, raise your hand and ask the teacher, don't be proud if you understand, and review ...... again"

Yan Rong went to school and went out with Yan's mother who went to work, and then separated at the gate of the community.

Every time she walked out of the dark and narrow corridor, Yan's mother would painstakingly educate her face.

"Mom, got it."

Yan Rong lowered his eyes and kicked the gravel under his feet, and followed Yan's mother's steps forward.

The neighborhood is very old, with a layer of swarthy dust on the potholed ground, and the greenery is so poor that there are not a few trees in sight in the whole neighborhood.

The corners of the community are full of wooden shelves, cardboard boxes and other waste products, and the powdered wall skin falls off into scars.

Of course, Yan's mother is reluctant to throw away the waste, but she saves it all on the balcony at home.

Since Yan Rong has a memory, the people in this community seem to have always adhered to the habit of "morning at the end of the day".

Whether it's summer or winter, the genius begins to brighten, and there will be scattered "crackling" and "tinkling" sounds in all corners of the community.

It's like an old machine that's constantly turning, and the rusty chains rub against each other, making people's ears really uncomfortable.

However, the sky was so bright that a large mass of white clouds churned in the blue space, and the sun would naughtily show only a small head.

The bird fluttered its wings and flew over it, not stopping for a moment, leaving only an imperceptible breeze.

"Don't always know as soon as I say it, you must listen carefully in class, you are the only hope for me and your father......"

Mother Yan, who is in her thirties, has the face of a forty-year-old, the mentality of a fifty-year-old, and the nagging of a sixty-year-old.

She kept moving her lips, and kept instilling the way of how to become a "noble son from a poor family" into Yan Rong's mind, so that she could open her mind as soon as possible and become a blockbuster.

Yan Rong is not as lax as Yan's mother, and she is also very distressed in the face of the results that she can't get up and can't pull down in school.

She didn't know if she was late or just stupid.

She is more standardized than anyone else in class, listens carefully to classes, takes notes carefully, does not speak, and does not desert, but her grades are not satisfactory in every exam.

She took the correction of the test paper with a pitiful score, and by the next exam, she still did not improve.

It's as if her brain capacity can only fit so much.

"Mom, the teachers say I'm serious."

Hearing that Yan Rong was praised by the subject teacher, Yan's mother's frowning brows loosened, and she suddenly raised her hand to straighten Yan Rong's clothes and said: "Yan Rong, if you don't understand, you have to ask the teacher, your parents have no knowledge, you can only rely on yourself." ”

"I see, Mom, I'm going to be late for school." Yan Rong carefully reminded Yan's mother.

"Oh, oh, let's go, you can't be late for school."

Yan's mother nervously dragged Yan Rong's arm and ran forward, Yan Rong was dragged behind panting, and the hot wind was whistling in her ears.

"Mom, don't be in such a hurry?"

"Mom, Mom......"

Yan Rong tugged back on her arm, and Yan's mother reluctantly agreed to stop, her chest rising and falling slightly.

Yan's mother said to her again, "Go to school early and read some books early, and run around in the morning to make your head sober." ”

Yan Rong raised his hand to pin the broken hair next to his ear behind his ear, lowered his eyes and nodded, "Got it, Mom." ”

After separating from Yan's mother, Yan Rong went to the bus stop where a large number of people had already stood and waited for the bus.

The only bus that went directly to the school was crowded with people, but luckily, the place where Yan Rong got on the bus was at the bottom station, and she grabbed the seat in the back.

"Sit down, the car is going to ......"

After the driver shouted, the old bus drove on the road.

Yan Rong leaned on the seat in front of him, and turned his head to look at the tall buildings standing outside the window.

At the interface between the new town and the old town, there are more trees on both sides of the road, and a little further ahead, you can see all kinds of colorful flowers swaying in the wind.

Yan Rong likes to look at these cute little flowers, but she never stops to take a closer look.

This road, which she had passed hundreds and thousands of times, and the new asphalt road that had been renovated and reorganized countless times, she looked through the glass a few times and hurriedly followed the car away.

She couldn't find a reason to pass through this road other than to go to school, let alone a reason to stop.

Mom and Dad didn't like her to stay outside, so she wouldn't go out.

The flower-covered road gradually opened her sights, and Yan Rong boredly picked at the curled curls on the car window with her neatly trimmed nails, and then she saw the boy she could recognize at a glance in the fine sunlight.

Her heart throbbed as if it had been struck by something.

Xu Weize ran forward on the non-motorized road with his bicycle wheels in a high-pitched manner, racing with a four-wheeled car with an engine as if he were desperate.

Every one of his shiny black hairs was blown by the wind like aquatic plants fluttering in the water. On his back was a loose schoolbag that swayed from side to side with his body, and his face could tell at a glance that there were not many books in it at all.

Finally overtook the white car, Xu Weize happily shouted "shout ......".

Red light.

The motor vehicle stopped, and Yan Rong's eyes kept on Xu Weize's body.

The feet on the pedals of the decelerating bicycle did not stop, and with a single force, the brand-new wheels quickly slid across the road and disappeared into the traffic.

His five fingers stretched out and slid left and right on the dirty old window.

This kind of secondary two behavior is a common way for teenagers to vent their high androgens, and they can often be seen sitting on the bus.

There is no one who can make Yan Rong feel so clean and hearty.

After the green light, the bus started slowly, and Yan Rong's eyes kept staring out the window, but unfortunately she didn't see Xu Weize again until school.

She didn't know his name yet.

Passing by the school gate, Yan Rong thought.

If you could know his name......

Yan Rong looked around, hoping to find Xu Weize in a corner of the campus.

Or she is usually really well-behaved, God really opened a window for her, Xu Weize parked the bicycle and ran in front of Yan Rong and hurriedly walked in the direction of the class.

Yan Rong suddenly lowered her eyes and squatted down pretending to tie her shoes, and only after making sure that Xu Weize was far away did she stand up, looking at the young man's back, and a small sprout broke out from the bottom of her heart.

No sunshine, no rain and dew, as long as you think of that young man's face, you can grow up slowly and bloom into a flower that can tickle your heart.

Yan Rong stood up and walked forward among the students who were going to the teaching building one after another.

If she knew what his name was...... Yan Rong thought, then she could call his name with silent warmth in the deepest part of her heart.

It is possible to write the initials of his name on the last page of the book.

It is possible to send him a card on any festival with a card that does not write words but only his name.

That must be the best name in the world.

After arriving at the class, Yan Rong put down his schoolbag, and after a simple greeting to his tablemates, he took out his books and prepared for self-study in the morning.

The hallway was full of people surging back and forth, and his face was holding his chin and looking out the classroom window, hoping that the next figure in his back would be the boy.

When the morning self-study bell rang, the classroom was filled with the sound of reading, and Yan Rong gave up the last trace of fantasy and joined the ranks of reading aloud.

Just like a normal morning, after a long dry morning reading, a group of people ran to the end of the corridor to go to the toilet with a smile and a long queue to get water from the boiling water room.

In the middle school, every student must drink 4 glasses of plain water at school every day.

Yan Rong's tablemate Zhang Hongmei took the water cup and slid back to the bench and stood up with a smile, "Yan Rong, let's go get water too, there will be no water if it's too late." ”

"Here it is, Hongmei."

Yan Rong and Zhang Hongmei held hands, and followed the crowd to get boiling water in a regular manner, without grabbing or squeezing.

"Ah, your throat is dry when you read?"

Zhang Hongmei complained coquettishly.

"I'll drink more water later."

"You're not thirsty, aren't you?"

"It's good that I didn't read it that loud."

"I'll try your method later......"

“……”

Yan Rong and Zhang Hongmei said as they moved forward with the long line.

Next to the school building are rows of lush plantain trees, their thick, straight trunks like Praetorian guards standing motionless; The leaves, as big as a fan, stirred back and forth in the wind, driving away the boredom of summer; Large clusters of bright yellow seeds hang heavily on the trunk, like grapes with an enticing aroma.

Yan Rong glanced downstairs, but didn't see her expecting back, retracted her gaze, took the boiling water and Zhang Hongmei back to the classroom.