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Tong Yuying saw Lin Jinglei for the first time. He was under two years old, and he was lying in Lin Guofang's arms and crying with his eyes closed, tears, nose and saliva, and his chubby little hands and feet kept struggling.

Lin Guofang handed the baby to her, and after she took it, the little guy in her arms stopped crying and opened his watery eyes, which were blue and spirited, just like the beautiful dolls on the wallpaper.At that time, she was thinking, this must be an angel, and it was the arrangement of heaven to come to her through various reasons that can be explained and cannot be explained.She was pregnant and made up her mind without hesitation to raise the child as her own.

Lin Jinglei, who has autism, only spoke at the age of four and a half. He called her mother, which was very natural and smooth.After two years older and becoming more sensible, she told the child that she is not the mother, but the aunt is the mother.

After that, the child changed his name to Aunt according to his request, and occasionally called Mom when he had business or was emotionally excited.

Just like now, the teenager sat at the dinner table and said to her: "Mom, I don't want to study anymore."

Tong Yuying, who was cleaning up the dishes, paused, then raised her head and said, "What's wrong?"

Lin Jinglei played with the chopsticks on the table: "I just don't miss it. I think the class is very torturous. If you can't learn anything, it will only waste time and energy."

Tong Yuying has heard the words that this child is not a material for learning countless times from the teachers in kindergarten to junior high school, but she never thinks so. She knows that this kid has a good brain, but he just refuses to study. use.

She was frightened and afraid that one day the child would give up going to school, but she didn't expect it to come earlier, and she hadn't finished high school yet.

The woman's long silence made Lin Jinglei very nervous. To be honest, he can completely ignore the feelings of anyone in the family, but he must take care of his aunt.He thought that Principal Lin had already called and said it, but judging from the situation, he didn't.He looked over slowly, without making a sound, waiting, waiting to be beaten or scolded.

The idea was for Yan Zizheng to give him a point, saying that expression is better than deception.

Lin Tai, who was pouring water not far away, slowed down and wandered in place, waiting to see what was going on.

Tong Yuying put the dishes and plates in her hand into the sink, washed her hands quickly, sat back at the dining table, stared at the boy opposite and said, "Isn't this idea a day or two?"

Lin Jinglei nodded: "I really didn't miss you before I told you."

"You can explain to me that I am very happy," Tong Yuying sighed and continued, "But if I say no, will you really go back to study obediently?"

Lin Jinglei hesitated, he really took the meaning of a notice, and didn't want to fully follow the result.

Tong Yuying interrupted the young man's hesitation: "I know you won't do it, so I don't intend to do it in vain. You can do whatever you want, as long as I know about it."

Lin Jinglei was a little upset, this kind of gentle response was worse than hitting him or scolding him in the ear, he had to examine his attitude and he realized that he had done something that was not honorable.

When a sixteen or seventeen-year-old child drops out of school, most of the parents in the world will think that the child should be cleaned up, but his is not. Instead, they tell him to do whatever he wants.

"Jing Lei, my aunt has no education and doesn't have that much opinion," Tong Yuying took a deep breath and said slowly, "It's very vulgar to think that as long as the children live happily, your uncle always says that I love and get used to it." Children are not willing to be disciplined. In fact, I hope you will be successful more than anyone else. If you think that learning is not going to work, then try another way. You are only young and you have a lot of time to try. You are different from your brother. , He’s so well-behaved, it’s not like you have your own ideas. But you have to remember that today’s decision is made by yourself, and you have to bear it yourself when you suffer, tire, and regret it later.”

His aunt's words were clear and lingered in his ears all night. Lin Jinglei lay on the bed unable to sleep, so he sent a message to Yan Zizheng, then got up, put on his coat and went out in the dark.

When Yan Zizheng opened the door and came out, he saw a person sitting by the flower bed in the middle of the yard lighting a cigarette. The light from the fire swayed gently, illuminating half of his chiseled face.He came over and sat down: "Didn't your aunt agree, is there anything else to worry about?"

Lin Jinglei turned his head and said, "It's because she agreed that I feel annoyed."

Yan Zizheng reached into the pocket of Lin Jinglei's coat, took out the cigarette case, poured out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, smoked a light between Lin Jinglei's fingers, and lit it: "Let's listen."

Lin Jinglei looked at the slowly rising smoke with a chuckle: "People who hide their secrets are cunning. I haven't seen you smoking before. No matter how you look at it, you don't look like a top student."

Yan Zizheng stuffed the cigarette into Lin Jinglei's mouth, and the corners of his mouth curled up: "Then what do I look like?"

"Let's think about it," Lin Jinglei took a puff of cigarette and breathed slowly, "A lot of times they are more like local ruffians and hooligans, but they are full of infinite positive energy in their bones. I don't know what you're thinking."

Yan Zizheng embraced the people around him, and forced the head into the socket of his shoulder with his hand: "You don't have to guess, you can ask directly, and I will tell you."

Lin Jinglei smiled, looked at the smoke in his hand and said leisurely: "This kind of treatment is good."

"Don't change the subject, tell me why it's still annoying to get the answer you want."

Lin Jinglei flicked out the half cigarette left in his hand: "It feels like, she gave up on me."

Yan Zizheng could only understand the feeling of being abandoned, but he was not able to experience it at all. However, when this matter was brought up during the big break the next day, Yu Zhaoyu got excited.

After all, this is the first time that Yan Zizheng has taken the initiative to tell him about Lin Jinglei in detail. It doesn't matter if he wants to actively answer his brother's questions and force him to expose his pain. He rarely said seriously: "A few years ago when my mother left , This is how I feel, she doesn’t care if she cries or laughs, she seems to suddenly politely propose that she wants to change her way of life, but in fact, I realized later that she had been deliberate for a long time.”

Yan Zizheng: "You mean that Aunt Tong's disappointment accumulated over the years finally contributed to this nod."

"It should be, I guess, in the future, no matter what Lin Jinglei does outside, good or bad, she won't care anymore, it's called...what is it called, in my heart... .There is ashes?"

"Get out, that's called heart like ashes."

"Yes, that's the word," You Zhaoyu asked with a smile, "Then he really doesn't come to school?"

"It looks like he won't be coming."

"Fuck, this kid can do it, has ideas, is bold enough, and is cool."

In the next few days, even though he didn't go to school, Lin Jinglei got up earlier than before. He picked up his bicycle and would ride out with Yan Zizheng. He left at the fork near the school.

Yan Zizheng went to school, he went to the Internet cafe, and they went back to the classroom and district together at night.He was completely reduced to a professional Internet cafe user, on time and on time, rain or shine.

Xu Shi has Yan Zizheng together, and even cycling with repetitive boring movements becomes interesting. They will compare who is faster along the straight street, and who has more tricks on the small road. Many times Lin Jinglei wants to turn Yan Zizheng directly to the Internet cafe , but they didn’t say anything, it’s fine to think about their own depravity, why should they drag others along.

The footsteps of spring are not slow, and the grass looks green from a distance.This morning they left the compound as usual.

Yan Zizheng asked, "Where's your new book?"

"Leaving it in class, Tang Shan said that my seat has not been moved."

"Give me the biology exercise book. You Zhaoyu mistakenly took my copy yesterday as someone who didn't want it and took it to fold the plane."

"Why does he look like a child?" Lin Jinglei shook his hands, "You can get the one in the picture yourself, and it will probably be dealt with in a few days."

"Row."

"Why, are you going to study hard?"

Yan Zizheng stretched out his hand and scratched the back of Lin Jinglei's head: "If you don't study, if I don't study hard, we will be a pair of illiterates."

Lin Jinglei laughed and trembled: "Who will be with you."

As soon as the iron gate was opened, Lin Jinglei was taken aback when he saw a person standing against the wall outside, thinking that Cheng Fang was here to inform the little mother cat of her physical condition, only to find out that this person was here to find Yan Zizheng to go to school with.He asked the people behind him, "Your appointment?"

Seeing Yan Zizheng shaking his head, he looked back at Cheng Fang: "You also go to No. [-] Middle School?"

Cheng Fang: "Well, I just transferred here."

Lin Jinglei: "We ride bikes, you run behind?"

Cheng Fang shook his schoolbag, rolled his eyes with a smile, and pointed to Yan Zizheng: "Ah Zheng can carry me."

Each of these six words made Lin Jinglei unhappy for no reason, he hummed: "Whatever."

It was Yan Zizheng who changed Cheng Fang's pace. He stretched his long legs and kicked open the closed big iron gate. While pushing the cart backwards, he said to Lin Jinglei, "Come back, let's take the school bus together."

Lin Jinglei didn't seem to hear, got on the bike and left, and disappeared at the entrance of the alley without looking back.

Any of Cheng Fang's actions are very sudden, without any warning at all. He left suddenly when he was a child, returned suddenly when he grew up, joined classes after school started, and walked together suddenly now.

With the childhood friendship, Yan Zizheng naturally accepted the setting that they were friends. After Lin Jinglei left, he stood there for a long time before calling Cheng Fang who was waiting for him to leave together.

Cheng Fang didn't talk much, and sat next to him along the way and didn't say anything, looking at his phone from time to time, or looking out the window.

After getting off the school bus and walking into the campus, he asked about Lin Jinglei.

"Is he the one who beat the director a few days ago? He doesn't go to school anymore?"

Yan Zizheng, who was striding forward, only answered the second question: "No more."

Cheng Fang uttered two indistinguishable tone words: "You have a good relationship?"

"very good."

"Your friend is also my friend. You should get to know him better. I was not here to deliver cat food to my grandma's house. Why don't we play together this weekend?"

After Yan Zizheng went upstairs, he crossed the front door of the class, went directly to the back door of Class [-], knocked on the door and called out Tang Shan who was eating breakfast.

"Scared me to death, I thought that perverted big face of Chi," Tang Shan said, patted his chest after coming out, "If it wasn't too late to eat at home, I wouldn't take the risk. Do you think he is sick and not allowed to eat at home?" The class eats."

Yan Zizheng nodded after listening to Tang Shan's words: "Maybe."

"What's the matter."

"I'm here to pick up Lin Jinglei's book."

"Leizi asked you to come? This is too unlike him. When did you miss his book?"

"I use it."

"Then you come in and get it yourself. The seat we took yesterday, his is at the penultimate table in the south row, and the one with the messy table is his."

After Yan Zizheng walked in, he went straight to the southernmost row, rummaged through the messy table, and took away not only the biology exercise book, but all of them, even the childish cushion on the chair.

He carried those books back to class and piled them up at the foot of his seat. Not only did he find the newly issued biology workbook, but he even had the one from last semester.The new one, which has been used for half a semester, has three magnificent characters written on the title page. It is not scribbled, but the writing is powerful and worthy of appreciation.

Turning it over, it turned out to be blank. After his eyes stopped on the page with sticky notes, Yan Zizheng was surprised that Lin Jinglei could still mark the knowledge points. After a closer look, he found that he had misunderstood it.

There was nothing on the two light-colored sticky notes, but there were two fluffy spiders underneath, which were colorful teaching pictures.

Dare to feel that this kid is afraid of spiders, probably because he was frightened when he opened it suddenly. It is cute enough to deal with it in this way instead of tearing it off directly.

Yan Zizheng smiled and pressed the two sticky notes, remembering the back of the man riding away alone, put the books away, walked to the back door, warned You Zhaoyu not to take his books indiscriminately, and explained his No class today.

"What's wrong with you?" You Zhaoyu chased him out and asked, "Are you sick?"

Yan Zizheng left without responding, and he would not be able to get out once the school gate was closed if he left a little later.

You Zhaoyu leaned against the door and muttered, "What's the matter?"

Feeling someone approaching, he turned his head to look over, it was Cheng Fang.

Cheng Fang asked him, "Where is he going?"

"I don't know, I said I don't have class today."

"asked for leave?"

You Zhaoyu chuckled: "If you tell me, it's considered an invitation."

Cheng Fang didn't know, so he watched You Zhaoyu step out of the door, and followed him out to see that the man had entered their head teacher's office.

At the beginning of the school year, various teaching plans were rushed to make, but when the new syllabus came out, the teachers were all confused, and it was a mess whether they had changed or not.Zou Jing has been studying for several days, but he has never written. He is used to thinking maturely before implementing it.

The person who pushed the door and came in thought he was very smart, and approached him who was standing in front of the bookcase looking for books lightly.The bright glass on the cabinet reflected the young man's every move, Zou Jing sighed silently: "Do I have to pretend to be frightened?"

You Zhaoyu stopped: "You heard me without making any noise?"

Zou Jing looked back at the boy and continued to search for the book: "What's the matter."

You Zhaoyu trotted to lock the door, and when he came back, he swaggered and sat on Zou Jing's chair: "I told you, don't be angry."

Zou Jing was nervous: "Are you in trouble again?"

"No," Yu Zhaoyu picked up Zou Jing's cup to drink water, "it was Yan Zizheng who said he was busy and asked for leave today."

"what's up."

"I don't know, just give me a fake, for my sake."

Zou Jing came over with the book in his hand, flipped through it and said, "Let's go already."

"gone."

"I think he's about to be brought down by Lin Jinglei."

You Zhaoyu rolled his eyes and said with a grin: "He's not good at all, so just leave him alone."

"He is my student, I don't care, I..."

You Zhaoyu pulled the man over and sat on his lap: "I'm your student too, so just take care of me, I'm feeling uncomfortable."

Zou Jing stood up, glanced at the door and raised his eyebrows: "You are so uncomfortable, I think you are blind."

"I'm really uncomfortable," You Zhaoyu grabbed the man's hand and put it on his crotch, "This is uncomfortable."