lost something again

Many, many years later, this was the first year after Cheng Mu left. At this time, Zhuang Yanyu was already an 89-year-old old man. He sat in the place where the two of them loved most on weekdays and watched quietly. Outside the window, recalling their 70 years of companionship, the whole person stared at a point in the void as if they were still.

The sons and daughters they adopted have long since turned into gray-haired old people. They all have their own families and children. Although life is not satisfactory, it is also stumbling.

Today is the first New Year’s Eve after Cheng Mu’s departure. The family knew that he was thinking of him and did not bother him, but the lively atmosphere of the Chinese New Year was still coming from all directions. Zhuang Yanyu was sitting in a wheelchair, old and muddy His eyes blinked, he seemed to see Cheng Mu, but he didn't seem to see anything.

Zhuang Yanyu shook his head. When people get old, they often have hallucinations. They can always see that handsome and gentle young man smiling at him in front of him. That smile is bright and cute, like a gust of sweet breeze blowing by. his heart.

He stared blankly at the front, his aging brain was slowly running like a worn-out instrument, but the result of the brain's operation was to maintain his most basic life characteristics, and the rest of the energy was taken by the master I miss Cheng Mu.

Looking at the void, Zhuang Yanyu slowly showed a serene smile, and then left quietly that night alone.

He can't stay here for too long, he's going to find him, he can't let his baby be alone in another world for too long, Zhuang Yanyu thought this before his consciousness sank, and there was a happy smile on the corner of his mouth until he died.

When Zhuang Yanyu regained consciousness again, he heard a surprise voice in his ear: "Xiao Yu, my baby, thank God, you finally woke up, you scared my mother to death."

This voice was very familiar, and Zhuang Yanyu hadn't heard it for many years. He slowly opened his eyes, and turned to the owner of the voice after his eyes got used to the light in the room.

Seeing this, Zhuang Yanyu was stunned.

He thought he was in heaven, so it was not surprising that he could hear his mother's voice. I couldn't help being surprised, and subconsciously blurted out doubtful words: "Mom, how did you become younger?"

Zhuang's mother saw that her son could still ask such a question after waking up, she immediately put aside her previous fear and panic, and instantly recovered her nature: "Stinky boy, don't talk to me here, why is my mother not young when she is only in her early thirties? Wait until you get well." See if I don't teach you a lesson, telling you to learn how to fight when you are young."

Zhuang Yanyu shrank subconsciously from the training, but he grasped the key words sensitively.

Early thirties?Young?fight?

How is this going?

Even his mother would not be able to say such a thing in front of an 89-year-old son.

Zhuang's mother saw that her son was a little confused, and thought he was frightened, so she softened her tone and comforted her softly: "Okay, mother has already dealt with your fight with your classmates, after you are discharged from the hospital and rest for two days, go back and take care of yourself." In class, you can no longer fight with your classmates, you know?"

Zhuang Yanyu was lost in thought as he looked at his hand, which obviously belonged to a child. He looked around and tried to find the reason for all the strangeness. After finding an extremely old-fashioned calendar on the bedside table in the hospital, Zhuang Yanyu stretched out his right hand with the needle still stuck in it. Went to get it, and then saw the date on it.

December 2009, 9.

Zhuang Yanyu fell silent. Is he reborn?When he was reborn to his third grade?

By the way, third grade!

Zhuang Yanyu threw off the quilt suddenly and wanted to jump out of bed, but Zhuang's mother quickly pressed it back. Scared by her son's abnormal behavior, Zhuang's mother hurriedly rang the call bell beside the bed, it was a doctor and a nurse After a lot of tossing, Zhuang Yanyu calmed down and accepted the facts.

When he was discharged from the hospital two days later, Zhuang Yanyu was able to accept all this with a calm mind.

Now Zhuang Yanyu's heart and eyes are full of Cheng Mu. He only knows that Cheng Mu was bullied in the third grade, but he doesn't know what month or date it is.

But fortunately, school has just started, Zhuang Yanyu thought that that incident should not have happened yet, so the most urgent thing is that he should transfer to Cheng Mu's school.

"What? You're going to study in Beijing?" Zhuang's mother couldn't believe it, not understanding what her son was up to.

"I'm going, I must go." Zhuang Yanyu, who still had baby fat on his face, said firmly.

"Reason." Zhuang's mother calmed down and said lightly, "If you can't convince me, you don't want to transfer to another school."

Zhuang Yanyu was silent for a while, and then said: "I like Beijing, and I have always wanted to study there, plus I hate that little fat guy who fights with me to death, and I will definitely see him fight once in school in the future, so I want to transfer schools, out of sight, out of mind."

Zhuang's mother squinted her eyes as if thinking about the authenticity of Zhuang Yanyu's words. Finally, she parted her red lips and asked Zhuang's father on the other end of the phone: "His father, what do you think?"

Zhuang's father doted on his son very much, and agreed without saying anything. He was thinking about children, and when the freshness of going there was over, and there were no parents around, he would naturally clamor to come back.

Zhuang's father believed in doing nothing and ruled, thinking that Zhuang Yanyu would naturally turn around when he hit the south wall, and more intervention by parents would only arouse his son's rebellious psychology.

Zhuang's mother understood what Zhuang's father was thinking, raised her eyebrows and agreed to her son's request.

Zhuang Yanyu took the opportunity to tell the name of the primary school he was going to, and Zhuang's mother finally looked at her son squarely this time: "Hey, I'm well prepared. This primary school is notoriously difficult to get into in China. You will really give it to you." Mom is looking for something."

When Zhuang's mother said this, her tone was very relaxed. Zhuang Yanyu knew it was over as soon as she heard it. Happy to help him with his work.

A week later, Zhuang Yanyu was transferred to Class [-], Grade [-]. The young head teacher led Zhuang Yanyu into the classroom, and said to Little Luobotou in the classroom, "This is a new classmate who transferred to our class. Now Let him introduce himself to everyone."

Zhuang Yanyu was wearing the handsome overalls that he specially put on before going out, paired with a sky blue thin sweater, carrying a domineering Ultraman schoolbag, and wearing black shiny leather shoes on his feet. The fat handsome guy had a grumpy expression on his face, exuding a cool and handsome domineering aura from the inside out, attracting the attention of all the little girls in the class before he even opened his mouth.

Zhuang Yanyu's pair of thief eyes saw Cheng Mu as early as the first time he entered the classroom, but the other party just looked up at him and then lowered his head without interest and continued to do his own thing.

Zhuang Yanyu was a little depressed, it seemed that Cheng Mu hadn't been reborn with him, otherwise he wouldn't have had no reaction after seeing him.

He said, "Hi everyone, my name is Zhuang Yanyu" in a low spirited manner, and stood there without speaking. The head teacher was afraid that the transfer student would be a thorn in his side, so he answered a few more words and asked him to choose a seat by himself.

Zhuang Yanyu had already spotted the vacant seat behind Cheng Mu, and with a little finger, he announced aggressively to the teacher, "Teacher, I want to sit in that seat."

The teacher nodded and asked him to sit down by himself, and heard Zhuang Yanyu happily say "Thank you teacher", the voice sounded crisp and very pleasant, and the young head teacher thought that the child didn't seem so disobedient .

A classroom of about [-] children was obviously very curious about this new transfer student, so as soon as the get out of class bell rang, many students gathered around Zhuang Yanyu, asking questions and chatting with each other, which was very lively.

Zhuang Yanyu was able to deal with it patiently at first, thinking that these children would be old enough to be his great-grandchildren, and there was no need to argue with a group of children.

But I don’t know what’s wrong, maybe it’s the youthful thinking brought about by the young body. Although Zhuang Yanyu is an old man who is almost ninety years old, seeing that the class is about to start, he hasn’t said anything to Cheng Mu yet. As for the words, Zhuang Yanyu became anxious, and yelled at the people around him like a real child: "It's not that there is nothing interesting about monkeys, so hurry back to your seats."

Zhuang Yanyu's voice successfully shook a group of little kids, and just as everyone returned to their seats, a timid voice sounded: "But monkeys are not as good-looking as you."

Zhuang Yanyu squinted at the courageous girl: "..."

The girl immediately covered her mouth when he saw her, trying to cover up her unintentional mistake, but it didn't seem to be of any use.

"Puchi." A slight voice sounded first, and then, as if a switch had been pressed, the whole group burst into laughter, laughing so hard that Zhuang Yanyu blushed, and could only look resentfully and aggrievedly at the person sitting in front of him. The leader.

Cheng Mu is just a child now, even if he feels sad because of his parents' divorce recently, and he doesn't like to talk to others, but children are like this, they can easily laugh when they encounter something happy, and the depression in their hearts will naturally disappear. It will be relieved with the release of emotions.

Zhuang Yanyu narrowed his eyes and looked at the thin back in front of him for a while, then stretched out his hand and poked the trembling man with his head buried in laughter, with obvious flattery in his voice: "Student, what's your name?"

At first, Cheng Mu thought that Zhuang Yanyu was going to settle accounts with him after being poked by him, but after hearing such a good word, he turned his head in a daze, looked at Zhuang Yanyu and subconsciously said: "My name is Cheng Mu. "

Zhuang Yanyu smiled without any dignity at all, while spurning himself for being too old for hooking up with minors, he took out the orange-flavored candy he had prepared a long time ago and handed it over: "My name is Zhuang Yanyu, this year Ten years old, 1.3 meters tall and 56 catties in weight, her parents are in province Y, and her family is engaged in real estate business."

Cheng Mu looked at him inexplicably, holding a wait-and-see attitude on whether to accept the candy in Zhuang Yanyu's hand.

Zhuang Yanyu saw that Cheng Mu seemed to be frightened by his own words, and immediately changed his words: "I just want to make friends with you. My parents are not here. I just transferred here and don't know anyone, so I just want to get to know you..."

When it came to the end, Zhuang Yanyu's voice became lower and lower, like a poor little guy nobody wanted: "You don't want my candy because you don't want to make friends with me?"

Cheng Mu immediately shook his head, took the sugar in Zhuang Yanyu's hand that he had melted slightly all morning, licked his pink lips, and the expression on his delicate and tender face was very serious: "No, from now on We are just friends."

Zhuang Yanyu was immediately happy, and shook Cheng Mu's soft little hand very familiarly, and said childishly and happily: "We are friends now!"

It seems that it won't take long to become a boyfriend!

The class bell rang, and this was math class. Zhuang Yanyu didn't want to listen to elementary school math, which was too easy for him, so he stared at Cheng Mu's back with his chin propped up for the whole class, thinking of God. Hey, how could his baby be so cute when he was young? Looking at the delicate little nose and mouth, it makes people want to squeeze it, it must feel very soft!

However, the teacher was not a vegetarian. Soon, a piece of chalk crossed the process and hit Zhuang Yanyu on the forehead. Zhuang Yanyu regained consciousness in an instant. Before his eyes could find the hidden weapon that attacked him, he heard the math teacher A majestic voice sounded: "New classmate, come up and do this question."

Zhuang Yanyu was stunned for a while, only to realize that he was called by the teacher.

He got up and prepared to go up to solve the problem, and then come down to continue to look at his baby, but when he passed by Cheng Mu, his hand was held by him, and then he let go quickly. Zhuang Yanyu's fingers moved slightly, and Cheng Mu secretly handed it to him his note.

Zhuang Yanyu grinned like he won the lottery. He didn't need to think about it to know that Cheng Mu secretly handed him the answer at the risk of being discovered because he was afraid that he would be punished by the teacher.

Zhuang Yanyu bit the tip of his tongue, reminding himself that Cheng Mu is still young, he can't do beastly things to others.

Thinking of this, Zhuang Yanyu put the note in his trouser pocket while the teacher was not paying attention, and then stood in front of the blackboard and wrote the process and answers with a few strokes. The content that the third grade will learn in the second semester, the teacher wrote it today is just to guide them to think and expand their thinking. I didn't expect this transfer student to be so good at solving it in a few strokes!

Zhuang Yanyu smiled triumphantly at Cheng Mu, raised his eyebrows, and the expression on his face said, "Brother is amazing."

Cheng Mu turned his head and ignored him, but the corners of his mouth curled up quietly.

The math teacher has nothing to say, she is always more tolerant to the students with good grades, since Zhuang Yanyu can solve this problem easily, I think it is simple if I don't listen to the class, so she lectures a few sentences to let people I went back to my seat, picked up the chalk and continued the lecture.

To some extent, the math teacher is also the truth.

The author has something to say:

Da Zhuang said that he is really good at doing math problems in the second semester of the third grade