After school, Yan Rong walked outside the classroom with her schoolbag on her back, Xu Weize leaned on the front door of the classroom with her hands in her pockets and waited for her, and she didn't want to do anything, just talk to her.

Mu Zhan and the others watched from a distance at the back door, that position was easy to make Yuan Siyuan's heart ripple, and she happily walked to Mu Zhan's side and talked to him as soon as she got out of class.

Chen Zimo followed behind Yuan Siyuan, looking at Mu Zhan from time to time.

Sun Qi was afraid that if he was not careful, the two plastic sisters would tear them up and drag Han Yu to the entrance of the building to smoke.

Yan Rong came out of the seat and saw Xu Weize standing quietly at the door, he was wearing white short sleeves, his head was slightly lowered, the soft broken hair on his forehead covered his eyes intentionally or unintentionally, and the corners of his mouth rose as if he were nothing.

For a moment, Yan Rong felt that Xu Weize was a still image, he stood there, behind him were emerald green trees, the dim yellow sunlight was pushed into the distance, and the white light in the corridor made him more and more clear and clean.

Yan Rong pursed his lips and walked to the door, and when she approached Xu Weize, his head was all raised, his dark eyes were shining, and the corners of his mouth were smiling.

Yan Rong heard him say, "Little sister, it's a little slow." ”

Yan Rong's feet stopped in place, and he looked at Xu Weize in a daze.

He chuckled again, "Silly? ”

Yan Rong reacted and shook his head violently, "...... No. ”

"Little sister, where do you live?"

"Taiye District."

After Yan Rong finished speaking, he looked at Xu Weize's face cautiously, hoping that he could think of something.

"It's a bit of a coincidence, my grandmother lives there."

Xu Weize looked at the sunlight in the distance and said with a smile, but a little sadness seemed to seep out of his smile, and his face immediately dissipated into the air before he could distinguish it.

All that left his ears was his shallow laughter.

“…… Oh. ”

She also knew that he had gone to school in Taiye Middle School before, but he hadn't seen him since the second year of junior high school.

She also knew that he had helped a female classmate at school who walked without her ears.

She also knew that he was called a "troublemaker" by his junior high school classmates.

She also knew that he smiled warmly, like sunlight shining through thick dark clouds.

Suppressed emotions are released in an instant.

"Go back and stay safe."

Xu Weize took a step forward, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and looked at her lightly.

"Oh, okay, thank you."

Yan Rong pursed his lips and nodded, then grabbed the strap of his schoolbag and hurriedly walked outside.

Yan Rong's head was blank, and at this moment she could only hear the heartbeat of "poof, puff, ......".

"Mu Zhan, where are you going to play at night?" Yuan Siyuan stared at Mu Zhan's face and asked gently.

"Internet café."

Mu Zhan looked at Yuan Siyuan lazily with delicate eyebrows, a little decadent.

"You play a game?"

Yuan Siyuan's eyes lit up and he asked adoringly.

"Hmm."

Mu Zhan raised his eyebrows and lowered them again, and his wistful expression was unobstructed.

Yuan Siyuan took a step forward towards Mu Zhan, "What are you playing?" ”

“LOL。”

"I've heard people say that this game is fun, I want to give it a try, can I go with you?"

When Yuan Siyuan spoke, his gentle gaze never left Mu Zhan for a moment.

Mu Zhan raised his eyebrows slightly, "Whatever." ”

Yuan Siyuan immediately smiled, and said coquettishly: "I won't teach me for a while?" ”

"Hmm."

Chen Zimo stood aside and bit her lip hatefully, her eyes were dark.

"Zimo, I'll go to the Internet café in a while, will you go?" Yuan Siyuan turned around and asked.

Chen Zimo's cold face immediately returned to normal, he glanced at Mu Zhan out of the corner of his eyes, and replied with a smile: "Okay, I want to play too." ”

Xu Weize walked from the front door of the classroom to Mu Zhan, leaned on the railing and asked, "What about the two of them?" ”

Mu Zhan's gaze skimmed over Chen Zimo and fell on Han Yu and Sun Qi.

"Qizi, Ayu, let's go."

Mu Zhan's eyebrows were half raised, and he shouted in a low and blurred voice.

"Oh, oh, here."

Sun Qi and Han Yu stood up, patted the dirt on their buttocks, and replied loudly.

After some distance from the teaching building, Yan Rong stopped and gasped slightly.

Something is quietly changing in my heart.

This is supposed to be the so-called boy's overture to a girl, right?

Does Xu Weize like her?

Should...... Be...... Should...... No way?

Yan Rong didn't dare to think further, if he just thought it was fun or just wanted to be friends with her, then what would she do?

But......

There should be a little bit of ...... Like it, right?

Thinking of what Xu Weize and Cai Xiaowan said at noon, Yan Rong immediately looked forward to it, pursed his lips and went to the subway station with his schoolbag on his back with a smile.

The sunset is elongated, and the horizon is smudged into large orange ink paintings, with light wisps.

As soon as I arrived at the end of school, there were quite a lot of people in the subway, and all that appeared in front of my face was Xu Weize's smile when I leaned on the safety glass.

He's so good-looking.

Yan Rong pulled the old security door, the rusty and deformed aluminum alloy rubbed against the ground, making a "rattle rattle" sound, she entered the house and put her schoolbag into the room, cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks on the table and went to ......the kitchen.

It wasn't until the water soaked her fingers wrinkled that Yan Rong shook her hand to wash rice and cook rice.

Today, Yan's mother came back a little early, and she walked inside with vegetables and high heels in high heels.

Tapping Yan Rong's eardrums again and again, Yan Rong vaguely felt bad, she subconsciously held her breath, the movements in her hands were much lighter, and the second time she washed the rice water, she didn't pour it, and put it directly in the pot to cook.

"Facial ......"

Yan's mother came in and didn't see her in Yan Rong's room, and called in the house.

Yan Rong's heart chuckled, and he said in a low voice, "Mom, I'm cooking." ”

Yan's mother walked to the kitchen with the vegetables, muttering unhappily: "How do you cook?" Coming back so late? ”

Yan Rong looked out the window, it was still dusky outside, and the sunset was cocking its tail below the horizon, and it had not completely set.

Usually, Yan's mother will not come back until the sky becomes black and white, and today is her early.

Yan Rong stood outside the kitchen and pursed his lips silently.

Mother Yan hated iron and said: "Mom and Dad worked hard for you to study, not for you to play, why are you so ignorant......

Then he sighed and glanced at his face, went into the kitchen and put down the food he bought.

Yan Rong had just done the main procedure, and before he could mop the floor, it was inevitable that there would be water droplets on the ground, and Yan's mother immediately exploded when she saw it, and looked back at Yan Rong angrily and said, "Do you know how hard your parents work outside, why are you so big that you can't even do some housework?" You can't see a drop of water on the ground......"

Yan Rong thought, it is estimated that Yan's mother is really menopause, she will pass after listening to it, who knows that the more she talks, the more excited she becomes, Yan Rong's silent appearance completely angered her.

Yan's mother poked Yan Rong's head with her hand, "Why are you useless kid, I really don't know what happened to me to give birth to you......"

Yan Rong was unexpectedly surprised by Yan's mother's movements, and staggered back after being poked again and again.

She looked at Mother Yan, who was suddenly hysterical in front of her, in horror, and tears fell unconsciously.

Yan's mother has rarely beaten her since she went to junior high school, most of them are vicious words, and now this kind of vexatious venting makes Yan Rong suddenly more confused about the future.

"You still dare to cry, it's useless......"

Mother Yan glared at Yan Rong and kept chattering, until finally she herself suddenly cried, sat on the sofa and wiped her tears, and kept counting in her mouth: "Why am I so miserable, I will die......"

This kind of atmosphere, the impact on the face is greater than the feeling of studying in school for a week today.

She really couldn't feel sorry for Mother Yan, but standing here like this and crying, she was afraid of being scolded in the next second.

Yan Rong wiped away his tears with his sleeve, silently walked into the kitchen, squatted on the ground and opened the bag to pick vegetables, after washing all the dishes, Yan Rong used a mop to dry the water on the ground and then put it in the bathroom to wash and drain it.

After doing this, go back to your room and read a book.

The whole room echoed with Yan's mother's often complaining words, and the muffled cry was particularly weird in the poorly lit room.

"I've done so much for this family, why is God so unfair to me......"

Yan's mother cried outside for a while before getting up and going to the kitchen, and when her father came back, she would definitely look like a good wife and mother again.

But today seems to be more intimate than ever, Yan Rong was puzzled for a moment and silently bowed his head to eat.

Yan Rong thought, at least my mother should love my father very much.

After eating, Yan Rong stood up and put the bowl into the kitchen, and before he was halfway there, Yan's mother spoke, "Yan Rong, you can wash the dishes today." ”

"Oh, good."

Yan Rong pursed her lips, put the bowl into the kitchen, washed her hands and went into the room to read.

"Go to the room and don't think about playing, learn what the teacher taught today, and learn the lesson tomorrow."

Father Yan looked at Yan Rong and said in a low voice.

"Okay, Dad."

Yan Rong sat in the room and heard Father Yan ask in a low voice, "How is it?" ”

Yan's mother replied even more quietly: "It's a little inflammatory......"

The face behind her was not heard clearly, and she took the pen to read the question.

After eating, Yan's mother shouted at the top of her voice, "Yan Rong, come and wash the dishes." ”

"Oh...... Oh coming. ”

Halfway through the topic, Yan Rong wanted to finish it, so she sat on the chair and didn't move, Yan's mother hurriedly walked to Yan Rong's room and counted her down, "Why are you so slow to do anything?" Look at XX upstairs, her mother said that she took care of all the housework in her house......"

Yan Rong put the pen on the scratch paper and got up to wash the dishes in the kitchen.

The practice question below the pen is short of the last answer.

The XX upstairs no longer goes to school, and has been staying at home, whether he has done housework or not, Yan Rong doesn't know.

Yan Rong didn't know when it was useless, and it was wrong to stand there and breathe.

Yan's mother sat on the sofa watching TV, and a well-known station was rebroadcasting "Fan Family" recently.

Jin Yanxi, the suave Seventh Young Master, has just met the delicate and refined Leng Qingqiu......

Mother Yan leaned on the sofa and watched with relish, and sighed from time to time that Dong Jie was really beautiful.

Yan Rong cleaned up the dining table and went to the kitchen, and there happened to be the sound of "bang-la-la-la" water upstairs.

The sky was dotted with sparkling stars, like the Milky Way paved with fine quicksand, reclining on the cyan sky.

In the distance, there are faint cicadas, frogs, and insects......

Yan Rong dragged the floor and went to the room to continue to do the question, she couldn't find the idea of the question just now, so she took the scratch paper and calculated it from scratch.

The sound of the outside gradually fell silent, and the lights dimmed.

Yan Rong went to take a bath, and Yan's father and Yan's mother had already entered the room.

Lying on the bed, Yan Rong pillowed her arms and recalled everything today, a certain idea was popping up with joy, but she didn't dare to grasp it.