That summer, that year the flowers bloomed

Sun Yang didn't expect his mother to come pick her up from school in person. Mu Yuze was much more mature than other children of the same age. Seeing Sun Yang's mother didn't react much. It was plain, very plain. Facing a mother who abandoned her child, he As if pretending not to see it, maybe this is Mu Yuze!

"Yang Yang, is this your classmate?"

"kindness."

Sun Yang did not intend to introduce his mother to Mu Yuze.

"I go first."

Mu Yuze didn't even look at Sun Yang's mother. He wasn't being rude, but he felt that seeing Sun Yang's mother reminded him of his father.

"Yang Yang, mom doesn't object to you making friends, but when you make friends, you must..."

"Mom, this is □□."

Before her mother could finish her sentence, Sun Yang interrupted her directly. She did not allow anyone to say that Mu Yuze was not good.

"Okay! You've grown up."

Mother didn't say anything, and took out a file bag from her bag.

"Take a look! This is the fashion design school arranged for you in Milan."

Sun Yang sighed and put down the knife and fork in her hand. She admitted that she likes fashion design, but this is not what she wants. She wants to be the master of her life.

Mu Yuze was always the first to arrive in the classroom. When he came today, Sun Yang had already arrived. He put down his schoolbag and put a box of milk on her desk.

"what happened?"

He saw her lying listlessly on the table.

"Yesterday, I'm sorry!"

"Excuse me?"

Even Sun Yang himself didn't know why she had to apologize?

"My mother..."

"What did your mother say?"

Mu Yuze is very smart, he naturally has the attitude of doing it by himself, Sun Yang's mother will definitely say something after leaving, but he doesn't care.

"Mu Yuze, I want to be your friend forever."

As soon as the words came out, Sun Yang's face turned red, and Mu Yuze didn't speak, but just smiled.

"What if you want to say something but don't dare to say it?"

"follow your heart."

Sun Yang knocked on his mother's door, and after hearing her mother's answer, she gently opened the door.

"What's up?"

Sun Yang stood in front of his mother, thought for a while, and finally spoke.

"Mom, I don't want to go abroad."

"What? Don't want to go abroad?"

"Yes, I want to go to Tsinghua University."

"Yang Yang, don't you like fashion design?"

Mom was a little excited. She had made arrangements for so long and wasted so much thought. Now she told her that she didn't want to go abroad.

"Mom, I like fashion design, but I also have my own plan, I have my own life, and I want to make my own decisions."

"You are still a child, what are your plans? Do you know how realistic this society is?"

Everything mother said was reasonable, and Sun Yang couldn't refute it, but she still wanted to follow her heart.

On the day when she filled out the application form for the college entrance examination, Sun Yang still wrote about Tsinghua University. She had made up her mind, she had to follow her heart, and she would do what she thought.