Chapter Eighty-Seven: Mourning Comes
I guess I was really tired after a dreamless night, and I was woken up by my dad the next morning. I got out of bed and asked him what time it was. He replied to me that it was half past six, and I was startled when I heard it, and immediately jumped out of bed and put on my shoes. Grumbled, "Why did you wake me up so late?" I can't eat at half past six? ”
"I'll call you twice at half-past five, can you take care of me?" My dad said to me as he brought something from the cupboard, "Hurry up and wash up and get food and go to school, is it still early?" ”
"Did you get dinner?" I watched him serve food from the cupboard, and I asked incredulously. No way? He slept later than I did last night? How did he get up so early?
"I'm not going to get up and wait for you to get it? My eyes are blue with hunger! My dad said as he brought the food out and put it on the table. When I saw him go out with a bowl and a bowl, I stuck out my tongue at him. This man is really, and he doesn't have a good word in his mouth. Obviously he did a good thing, but he didn't say it as if someone forced him, and his mouth was wrong.
After I washed up, I ran to the table and sat down, and after eating in three or two bites, I took my small box with vegetables, picked up the plate and picked up the vegetables inside.
My dad looked at me with chopsticks next to him, and frowned, "Look at you?" But it's too late? When he saw that I was still picking up most of the vegetables on the plate, he said to me again, "What are you picking up so many vegetables for?" You don't eat anymore and just eat vegetables? ”
"Where do you get so much nonsense every day, I'll pick up a little more vegetables and you can say too! I eat it, not throw it away, what do you feel sorry for? Is this dish worth a lot of money? As I spoke, I picked up the dishes on the plate and threw the bottom of the plate to my dad.
"A dish of vegetables has you picked up the bottom of the sky, if you spoil it, I will pick out your eyes!" My dad said, reaching for the dishes on the plate. I didn't care what he said, and after packing up in a hurry, I pushed the car out of the house.
Actually, I didn't go out late today, but I woke up late and felt late, and when I arrived at school, it was just after 7:10. But when I entered the classroom, it was rare not to see Li Yaowen. I just thought he was out and had something to do, but I didn't expect him to come back when I came back from dinner.
I looked at his desk, intentionally or unintentionally, and I couldn't tell if he was here or not. Because he always has a lot of books on his desk, and his desk hole is closed, I can't open his desk hole, right? But judging by common sense, he should have come a long time ago.
"Huh? Why did Li Yaowen come so late today? Haven't been here yet? Xing Jiabai in front suddenly spoke. I was shocked at the same time, but also surprised in my heart, I really haven't come until now?
"Yes, he usually comes early, why hasn't he come until now?" Xing Jiaze said, and asked me, "Do you know?" ”
I shook my head, thinking to myself, how could I know. Seeing this, Xing Jiaze said, "Aren't you from the same place? How could it not be known? ”
"Who told you that we are one place, and my house and his house are far away!" I replied impatiently, thinking to myself what happened to Li Yaowen today? Could it be that he is fighting with others again, like the one in elementary school.
Just as I was thinking, the preparatory bell rang. I looked up and looked out in shock, but I didn't see the familiar figure as usual. Hearing Xing Jiabai say that Li Yaowen wouldn't be late, my heart began to panic a little for some reason.
It was a very strange feeling, as if I had lost something very precious, and my heart ached and I felt terrible. I was thinking, maybe it's just late as Xing Jiabai said? But until the class bell rang again, Li Yaowen didn't come.
The first class was a Chinese class, and when the Chinese teacher came in, he saw that Li Yaowen's desk was empty, and asked what was going on? Didn't show up or was it late? No one in the class knew, not even Xu Haoran, who was very close to him. Seeing that no one knew, the Chinese teacher didn't ask again, so he said that he would ask your homeroom teacher for the next class. And the thought that flashed through my heart was, would Yang Mumu know something?
But until the 10 minutes between classes passed, I didn't have the courage to go to the back of the school building to ask what was going on. It wasn't until the second class that I learned from the head teacher that it was Li Yaowen's grandmother...... No more......
How so? Wasn't it okay yesterday? If Li Yaowen hadn't been good yesterday, he wouldn't have been so indifferent, but why wouldn't he have been able to do it after a night? I thought about it, so I heard the head teacher say above, "It seems that I didn't step on the stairs well and fell down the stairs, and the old lady was home alone and no one found out, and it was too late when Li Yaowen went back......."
I don't know how I felt after listening to the head teacher's words, but I felt the urge to cry. Li Yaowen, did he say it...... He was raised by his grandmother since he was a child, and his favorite person was his grandmother...... And how did he carry the scene he saw when he got home last night...... If it had been me, I would have collapsed a long time ago......