moonlight

After Lin Yue returned home, he slumped on the sofa and didn't move. His father went out to socialize, and his mother came out of the kitchen with a plate of fruit, bent down and put the fruit plate on the coffee table.

"Why are you back so late today?" Mom asked.

"I brought Yuanhang back by bicycle." Lin Yue replied after taking a bite of the apple.

Mom nodded, sat on the sofa and asked, "How's his arm?"

"Go to the hospital for a follow-up visit tomorrow to see the situation." Lin Yue said.

Mom nodded and said nothing more.

Lin Yue gnawed on an apple and watched TV for a while, but couldn't hold it back anymore. He turned to his mother and said, "Mom, I have a test today."

"I know." Mom turned to look at him.

"Aren't you going to ask me how I did in the exam?" Lin Yue turned his head and asked.

My mother laughed after listening: "Aren't your grades always stable, it doesn't matter if you ask or not."

Lin Yue curled his lips, and gnawed off a piece of apple peel with a "click".

After sitting for a while, he felt blocked, threw away the apple core in his hand, turned and went into the bedroom.

He sat at the desk and looked at the inscription written by Yuan's father, and sighed lightly.

For some reason, this kind of mother's flat attitude and "just like this" mentality towards him made him feel uncomfortable.

Don't ask, it doesn't matter, this feeling seems that he will not move forward, and it can even be said that there is no room for his study.

Mom didn't have a clear attitude, and never said anything similar to encouragement to him, which made him feel flustered like never before.

This feeling lasted for a long time, after the mid-term exam results came down.

Seeing Yuan Hang who had changed a piece of plaster on Monday, Lin Yue pointed to the plaster: "How long are you going to wear?"

"The doctor said it will take at least half a month." Yuan Hang put his forehead on the edge of the table and knocked twice. "It's too inconvenient to live without a right hand."

After hearing this, Lin Yue twitched the left corner of his mouth, and joked, "Didn't you say that the left hand is easier to use than the right?"

Yuan Hang stopped and blinked at him: "Yes, Lin Xiaoyue, you can learn this very quickly."

"Fuck off."

"I'm quite reluctant to part with this thing," Yuan Hang glanced at his plaster cast, "It can be regarded as accompanying me through the storm."

"After dismantling it, let it be treasured," Lin Yue said, "and keep it at home."

Yuan Hang didn't speak, put his left hand on his right hand, and clapped loudly.

"Students, be quiet!" The math teacher walked into the classroom, put a stack of test papers on the desk, and glanced at the students under the podium, "The mid-term test papers are handed out today."

There was a howl from below.

The math teacher patted the desk twice, and when the students were completely quiet, he said slowly, "First of all, I won't report the scores for this test, so I can save you some face." He looked at the student in front of him who breathed a sigh of relief We all smiled, "Everyone did well in the test this time, especially one of the students, who made great progress. I will ask the class representative to distribute the test papers to you in a while, so you can take a good look at what is wrong, communicate with your deskmate, and wait I will answer in detail the questions you get wrong the most."

The students responded and waited for the test papers to be distributed.

After the class representatives distributed the test papers, the teacher gave them a few minutes to check the test papers.

Lin Yue looked at the score in red in front of him, feeling a little dazed.

"Ninety?" Yuan Hang came over to have a look, and smiled, "Ninety!"

Lin Yue froze for a moment, then nodded reflexively.

"You're awesome, cutie!" Yuan Hangmeng rubbed his short hair and smiled happily.

Lin Yue looked at him and said blankly, "You're so excited."

"I've never been so excited about an exam myself." Yuan Hang said with a smile.

"It's just a pass," Lin Yue said, "For you, it's not a pass, is it?"

Yuan Hang stopped laughing, leaned over and said softly: "You have improved a lot, Lin Yue, and you have gained twenty points in a week. This is not a small number."

Lin Yue didn't speak.

He still knows a little about his own mathematics.

I have never passed the test, and I am always testing on the edge of sixty or seventy.

He did not dare to think of getting such a score in today's test.

"Lin Yue." The math teacher came to their table after looking around for a while, and called him.

Lin Yue raised his head upon hearing the sound, "Teacher."

"You did well in the exam," the math teacher said with a smile, "keep it up and wait for the good news that you broke through the hundred!"

Lin Yue opened his mouth, and after a while he said, "...OK."

The math teacher nodded and walked to the podium with his hands behind his back.

"Brother Lin!" Li Yangbing waited until the teacher walked away, looked back at his test paper and applauded, "Pass!"

"Ten points taller than me," Yang Xuan turned around and said, "I'm sore."

After finishing speaking, he said angrily to Li Yangbing: "I blame you for not being a top student at the same table!"

Li Yangbing pointed at himself in shock, stared for a while, then turned around and waved his hands: "I am not worthy."

After Yang Xuan finished listening to the music, he turned to Lin Yue and said, "Wait for Brother Lin to take me flying!"

"Go, go, go," Yuan Hang pushed his shoulders twice and turned him back, "What's the matter with you!"

Yang Xuan made an "ok" gesture behind him, and said nothing.

Lin Yue silently leaned aside, staring at the examination paper in front of him, suddenly felt a little sore in his nose.

Until after school, he was still leaning against the wall, staring at the test paper in front of him in a daze, with no intention of getting up.

There were a bunch of test papers on the table, and the other subjects were all the original grades, and they didn't change much. After all, Yuan Hang focused on mathematics last week and didn't have time to tutor his other subjects.

Yuan Hang packed his schoolbag, turned his head and glanced at him: "Let's go?"

"Yuan Hang," Lin Yue said without moving, looking at the table, "It seems to be the first time I have this feeling."

Yuan Hang looked at him and said nothing quietly.

"It seems that if I improve a little, you will be very happy," Lin Yue said, "I don't even care that I just passed the exam, because I have improved, so you are very happy."

Yuan Hang didn't say a word, took a step in front of him, and squeezed the flesh on the back of his hand.

Lin Yue didn't say anything more, stopped for a while, picked up his schoolbag and got ready to get up: "Let's go, go home."

Yuan Hang blinked, then stood up: "It's over?"

"It's over." Lin Yue replied.

"I thought you were going to cry," Yuan Hang said, "I was ready to be thrown into my arms."

Lin Yue immediately looked at him sideways: "Do you want to save face?"

Yuan Hang looked at him.

"Oh, I forgot that you have no face." Lin Yue took two steps forward on his own.

"No hurry," Yuan Hang followed, "Anyway, there are plenty of opportunities."

"What chance?" Lin Yue turned to look at him suspiciously.

"You have a chance to cry." Yuan Hang said.

Lin Yue looked at him for two seconds, then turned a blank look: "Don't worry, I won't let you see me crying."

Yuan Hang listened happily: "What does Wang Jingze have to do with you, you have to learn from him."

"Original—Hang—"

"Farewell!"

Lin Yue swaggered home and put his schoolbag on the sofa in the living room, drank a sip of tea and waited for his mother to ask him about the exam.

Dad walked over to take a look at him, and walked to the study: "Look at you, you did well in the exam."

"It's okay." Lin Yue replied with a smile.

"Just do well in the exam." Dad smiled and entered the study.

"Come, try the soup I made today." My mother shouted in the kitchen.

Lin Yue walked in and took a sip with the spoon: "It's a bit salty."

"Then I'll put some more water." Mom scooped up a bowl of water from the side, put it into the soup and stirred it.

"I heard you did well in the exam?" Mom asked.

"It's better than before." Lin Yue said.

"That's good," my mother smiled, "It's enough to improve from before."

Lin Yue didn't speak.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that he didn't respond, my mother turned her head and asked.

"Don't you ask me how many points I got in the test, how much is it different from before?" Lin Yue asked.

Mom froze for a moment, then smiled: "Why are you talking so aggressively today? You're in a bad mood, didn't you do well in the exam!"

Lin Yue was suddenly at a loss.

"Mom," Lin Yue said, "Did you really care about me?"

When the mother heard this, she stopped scooping up the soup, turned off the fire, and turned to look at him: "What are you talking about, kid?"

"Have you ever cared about my study?" Lin Yue said, "Have you ever cared whether I will be tired from studying, and whether I have conflicts with my classmates?"

Mom didn't speak, but frowned, her expression looked sad and worried.

Seeing that his mother didn't respond, Lin Yue continued: "The last time I had a fight at school, you didn't even ask me why and why." His voice trembled, "Did you really care about me? "The voice became louder and louder, and finally let out a violent roar, "Do you really have it!"

The hoarse voice immediately attracted the father who was reading in the study.

"What's going on?" Dad came out of the study and asked behind him.

Lin Yue took a few breaths, walked to the door of the kitchen, stretched out his fist and slammed it on the door frame, with a "boom", the wooden door frame cracked slightly.

"Lin Yue!" Dad roared angrily.

"You are all the same, you only care about yourself." Lin Yue held the doorframe in a muffled voice and stopped for a while, straightened up and walked straight to the bedroom, taking big steps, "I don't need your cheap care in the future." Said After that, he slammed the bedroom door shut with a bang, and took the lock with him.

Outside the door was the sound of my father knocking on the door. After a while, it was replaced by my mother standing at the door and talking, but he didn't listen to anything.

Right now he just wanted to be alone.

He looked down at his knuckles, the hand that just hit the door frame was painful, and the skin was scratched.

He went to the bedside table, took out a box of band-aids from the drawer, and took one out to stick on his knuckles.

After lying on the chair for a long time, my emotions calmed down. The state of losing my temper just now gradually turned into regret and annoyance that I didn't want to admit.

I am too sensitive today.

Impulsive, I even got angry with my mother.

Kind of like teenage agitation.

Maybe it's the contrast today that caused him such unnecessary emotions, and his flat attitude didn't seem like he really cared about him.

Mom and Dad have never cared much about him. They just let him do what he does.

It's not that he is allowed to do anything wrong, it's just that he won't reprimand him for something.

It seems that they support everything he does, and they all think it is right.

Behind the supportive attitude is the result of his gradual fear.

He didn't dare to think whether this flat attitude would suddenly erupt one day, as if he had been hidden for many years and was finally released.

Maybe on the day he's ready to come out.

This is also the reason why he has never dared to say it. He knows that his parents will not say anything to him, but he still dare not do it.

Knowing that he is not bad at studying, and that he can get good grades in the exam with a little more effort, he still carelessly disdains to study.

In fact, it is to seek their concern.

After sitting in the house for an hour, there was a long silence outside the door.

Lin Yue didn't have any other emotions at the moment, even thinking about whether to open the door and go out for a drink of water, a little thirsty after so long.

The door was knocked twice at this moment, and he froze for a while.

"Xiaoyue," my mother's voice came through the crack of the door, "may I come in and have a chat?"

Lin Yue stared at the door panel for a while, then got up and opened the door.

The mother standing in front of him was surprised when she saw him, her eyes were a little red, and there was a test in her eyes.

Lin Yue suddenly wanted to cry, and his annoyance and embarrassment went into his mind.

He took a step back silently and let his mother into the house.

My mother sat by the bed and looked at the straight Lin Yue standing in front of her, smiled and pointed to the chair: "Why are you standing so straight? Sit down."

Lin Yue scratched his head and sat on the chair, feeling inexplicably embarrassed.

This was the first time he talked with his mother so close, and he didn't know where to put his hands when talking.

"Son," my mother took his hand and touched it, "It's not that we don't care about you."

Lin Yue looked up at her upon hearing this, but said nothing.

"How can you think so?" When my mother spoke, her voice was a little trembling, "I'm not good at talking nasty words, you can listen to it if you can." She raised her hand and touched Lin Yue's forehead, "You You have always been excellent, your dad and I feel that you still have to complete the things you can decide on your own, and your parents will only become your stumbling block."

Lin Yue lowered his eyes and said nothing.

"You are only a sophomore in high school, and you still have a long way to go." My mother said, "Do you know the second son of the next door? Last year, the third year of high school almost committed suicide by jumping off the building because of the pressure. Do you know what we are worried about?"

Lin Yue suddenly looked up at her.

"We don't want to put pressure on you, as long as you are happy." Mom sighed softly, "But we didn't expect you to think so much, and we can understand that you think so, because we didn't express our attitude."

"Mom," Lin Yue interrupted her, "I just couldn't hold back my temper, and it has nothing to do with you."

"Who knows when your temper will explode again," my mother scolded, "It's scary to watch!"

Lin Yue smiled awkwardly.

"Show me your hand!" My mother took his other hand to look at it, and said helplessly, "I'm so impulsive in everything, what if I break the door!"

"Mom?" Lin Yue looked at her, "Is your focus on the door?"

"The door is so expensive and you can't afford it!" Mom gave him a sideways look.

Lin Yue curled his lips and said nothing.

The two sat for a while, and my mother looked at the time.

"I'm going to make soup, you should study." My mother stood up and walked towards the door. Halfway there, she suddenly stopped and said, "Is there anything else you haven't told us?"

Lin Yue stopped his movements when he heard the sound, and looked up at her: "What...?"

"It's okay," my mother turned her head out of the bedroom and closed the door, "study hard."

Looking at the closed door, Lin Yue suddenly felt uneasy.