During the meal, my mother still couldn't hold back her crying, and my father counted down her lack of interest, obviously yesterday they had talked thoroughly about my dropping out of school, and they no longer forced me to continue to devote myself to my studies that I felt were meaningless, and reluctantly chose to support their son's stupid idea at that time, and the mother at that time said a lot, but I only remembered one sentence: "Don't blame your parents when you regret it later."

I didn't regret it at the time, and now I don't blame my parents. At that time, all I knew was that the sentence that told me meant that my Plan A was successfully implemented.

I didn't go to the school to go through the withdrawal procedure, my mother communicated with the school about my situation, the school kept my student status, and proposed that if one day I changed my mind and wanted to come back, the school would arrange graduation, and it was considered to keep a way back for me, but the final result was that I did not do what they wanted, and then occasionally someone asked me about my academic qualifications, and I would tell the other party the truth about my junior high school graduation.

As for what to do in the future, I really haven't thought about it, and I don't have a practical plan, my mother is the kind of typical rural thinking, she means to let me move closer to the craftsman, the traditional thinking of their generation is an iron rice bowl, there is a system, a trick is fresh, eat all over the world, although not to get rich, but at least not to be poor. No young person is willing to be ordinary, the so-called craftsman spirit of the older generation has been difficult to see in our generation, especially if I have not experienced the so-called wind and waves to be placed in a position destined to be ordinary for ten or even thirty years, it is terrible to think about, when I heard those about learning a certain technology as a tool for their future livelihood, to be honest, I was very repulsed, and also put forward my own rebuttal, but that time my mother did not continue to let me go freely, Forcefully made arrangements for me, in her words, what I learned is my own, and others can't take it away, even if I don't use it in the future, don't use it when it's time to use it. In the end, we reconciled each other's opinions, and when I returned from my studies, she stopped arranging for me.

My father asked me to find a place where I could go to learn car painting at a 4S shop in Datong, where the after-sales manager was a relative of my father's co-worker and could take care of him. At that time, I could say that I didn't know anything about the automobile industry, and my parents also heard that the automobile industry was the trend of the times in the future, so they made that decision for me, and it should not be bad to make a living in that industry.

When everything was confirmed, the so-called relative came with the news of refusal, because I was not under the age of 18 at the time, and the company could not hire child labor, so in order to meet the recruitment standards of the other company, I did not leave immediately within two months after I decided to engage in the industry, but worked as a kitchen and dish washer in a private restaurant in our local area for a period of time, and my monthly salary was only 1,500 yuan, and I have not spent a penny from my family since then to this day. In the following years, whenever I heard that there were people around me who still used the family's money after leaving the society, this incident became the only capital that my mother could show off to others, but except for that, I didn't seem to have anything worth comparing with others.

The work of washing dishes in the hotel is still quite easy, I work harder when I first come out of society, and the people around me are quite recognized, the only uncomfortable place is that they are always used to pointing at the values of my juniors as a person who has come over, and it is a pity to hear the most, such remarks at a young age, or to compare me with their children, how to fight for their children, the county's focus, so-and-so university and the like, every time at that time, I will always be a little speechless, But there's no way, it's true that what they say is the truth, but it really has nothing to do with me, I have my own ideas, as for what other people think, that's people's freedom, as long as they feel right, but that being said, when those so-called good words appear in my ears, there will inevitably be some resistance to psychological activities.

The day before I decided to go to Datong, I went to my alma mater again, nominally to visit my sister, at the transit station when I went to the supermarket next to buy a whole two large bags of snacks, the money earned from the previous job was not all handed over, so the consumption was extraordinarily extraordinarily extravagant, and when I appeared in front of her, she was obviously moved, although the mouth said that it was a waste of money, but the action of lifting things did not necessarily have the slightest politeness, and then many times she said that although I was a little worse, But it's a good brother.

I went to school around 11 a.m., and I had the privilege of attending the last class of my life, in the back seat of the classroom of the original class, and one of my classmates had taken a leave of absence that day. The class was as usual, the teacher talked endlessly as always, and the students at the bottom were also living as usual, once upon a time I was just like them at that time, but after a few days, everyone belonged to different camps, and many good students were envious that I could get out of the sea of suffering as soon as possible, but I was not happy at all, and at a certain moment, I even felt that life was extremely good.

At noon, I asked a few of my best people to have dinner outside the school, which was the last lunch, and I didn't inform my sister about the dinner between men, just a small gathering between friends, but during the period, I still asked everyone to take more care of her. At that time, we all thought that similar gatherings would definitely occur more often in the future, but the reality is that most of us have never met again after that time, and perhaps there will be occasional contact, but the feelings for each other have indeed faded with the passage of time. Although it is said that the rivers and lakes will see you again, there will be a period later, but most of them will have an indefinite future.

After the small gathering, I exposed my true purpose to Huacheng Technical School, and after saying goodbye to my friends one by one, I called Lin Chuxue's phone, she had already heard the news that I came to school, so I didn't feel sudden about my call, we made an appointment to meet in the school playground, after all, I haven't seen each other for a long time, and I was even a little excited at that moment.

Under a tree on the side of the playground track, I saw the girl I had been thinking of, just like when I first met, and she appeared in my sight in the same good weather.

"Long time no see."

"Long time no see."

"Fat."

"It's okay, it's not even one hundred and three."

"What's next?"

"Go to Datong, leave tomorrow, and stay for a few years without accident."

"What for?"

"Car painting."

“......”

"We probably won't see each other again."

"Why, I'm sure we'll see you again."

"Then if I contact you, you can't hide."

"Of course."

“.......”

“........”

"Honestly, what do you think of me as a person?"

"That's good."

"What about being a boyfriend?"

"You're ..... Again"

“......”

“......”

"Gone."

"There will be a date later."

After bidding farewell to Lin Chuxue, I saw the face of my rival Li Xiaojie, who seemed to appear there inadvertently, with two "little brothers" who he used to be with each other, and his appearance was not so deliberate when traveling with them, and our slightly comical nodding gesture was the end of the last confrontation about us, and since then we have not seen each other like most people in that period.

That day was the last time I took the No. 16 bus, and it was also the last time I walked through the gate of Hwaseong Technical School.

At noon the next day, I set off to explore my new world with the big bag prepared by my mother in advance, before leaving, my mother deliberately gave me a few more red tickets, the first time I went out to make a living, she was afraid that I had wronged myself, and told me to call home if the money was not enough, and to call more when I was fine, and to come back and find the right one when I felt that the work was not suitable, and to be a parent, sometimes it was really troublesome.

At this point, I truly became a social person.