partial student

Fengcheng was missing one person in the college entrance examination of the third class that year.

The rain poured down like a waterfall, but the sky was very stuffy.Zhou Jiao was still wearing long-sleeved trousers, and followed the fellow candidates into the building.

Liu Kai and Zhou Jiao happened to be assigned to the same school. Zhou Jiao went in with an umbrella. When closing the umbrella, the water splashed and someone patted his shoulder.

He looked back, Liu Kai was standing behind him with a gloomy expression, "Where's Yan Shu?"

Zhou Jiao lowered his eyes, his gaze was serious, not like a human being, but like a ghost left in the world.

Without saying a word, he turned and walked towards the examination room.

It rained for a whole week, and after the college entrance examination, Zhou Jiao stayed at home, waiting for the notification.

Yan Shu killed his father, and the case was brought to court a month later.

At the beginning of August, Zhou Jiao went to the court.He entered the court as a family member and sat in the front row. Ten minutes later, the side door opened, and Yan Shu was led in by two policemen.

Lost a lot, really a lot, Zhou Jiao had the illusion that he was looking at a stranger.

He kept staring at Yan Shu, he didn't dare to listen to what the trial said, his head was in a mess, and there was a buzzing sound outside his ears.

How many years will Yan Shu be sentenced?He was the one who pushed Yan Shu into that situation, why did he ask what Yan Shu could do for him?

Yan Shu obviously would do anything for him, and he personally killed his father for him.

The judge pronounced that the words "12 years" were like a ball of fire, burning Zhou Jiao. His whole body was in pain, and every part of his flesh, bones and viscera seemed to be broken.The pain woke him up from the daze just now, he got up abruptly, flew to the fence, and called his brother.

Yan Shu straightened his back and turned his head to look at Zhou Jiao with a peaceful gaze.

Seeing his mouth shape, Zhou Jiao's body stopped suddenly as if a machine had been unwound, and looked at Yan Shu dully.

Yan Shu told him not to cry.

That was the last time Zhou Jiao saw Yan Shu. In the last summer of high school, he watched Yan Shu turn around. The reporters outside swarmed like locusts, and Yan Shu was pushed and shoved by people inside and outside like livestock. Then, his face was hit by a reporter's microphone, and no one cared.

Zhou Jiao wanted to go in, but was stopped outside.

He shouted Yan Shu's name loudly, with a tear in his voice, he said, brother, look back at me, and look at me again.

Yan Shu was pressed on the head and pushed into the car.

Yan Shu was transferred to the prison in Fengcheng. Zhou Jiao wanted to visit him, but Yan Shu refused anyone to visit.

It took Zhou Jiao a long time to adapt to the life without Yan Shu. He put the butterfly fish by the bedside and watched Tun Tun among the goldfish every night before going to bed.After Xu Zhaowen died, some of the things he did before were exposed by the media. Some people said that he molested minors.

Before Xu Zhaowen died, he did not make any will, and all his property was inherited by Yuan Wen.

That summer, Zhou Jiao watched Yuan Wen stop and go in the big house on Shinan Road with her phone in her hand, her timidity seemed to disappear overnight.With a smile on her face, Yuan Wen talked to her lawyer about how to deal with the property.

All the old furniture in the house on Shinan Road had been replaced by Yuan Wen, and she herself was like a newborn just like the newly replaced furniture.

Zhou Jiao sat on the newly added sofa, which was exactly Yuan Wen's favorite, with small broken flowers, rural style, and looked fresh.He stepped on the ground with both feet, and the carpet was also newly replaced.Zhou Jiao listened to Yuan Wen's voice. She had not spoken to the lawyer, but made an appointment for dinner in the afternoon.

Zhou Jiao inhaled slowly, and said softly, "Mom, today is Xu Zhaowen's funeral."

Yuan Wen froze for a moment, frowned slightly, said a few words into the phone, and then hung up the phone.

Xu Zhaowen's funeral was almost unattended, and Yuan Wen felt that she could still hold a funeral for him and buy a tomb for him to bury him, which was the best of humanity.

Zhou Jiao changed into a black suit. He stared at himself in the mirror, stretched out his hand to stroke the mirror, and drew two words with his fingertips.

The new driver is in his early thirties and is very enthusiastic about people.The car parked outside the house early. Seeing them coming out, the driver got off the driver's seat and trotted to open the door for Yuan Wen.

Zhou Jiao sat inside, close to the window, he pressed the button by the window twice, frowned and said to the driver: "Lower the window a little."

Yuan Wen asked him, "What's wrong?"

Zhou Jiao turned his face out of the window, "The smell of your perfume makes me uncomfortable."

Fengcheng Cemetery is some distance away from here, the car window is lowered, and the fine sunlight along the road falls on Zhou Jiao's pale face. He slowly closes his eyes, feeling as if he is on a cruise ship sailing towards an iceberg.

When they arrived at the cemetery, Zhou Jiao opened his eyes as soon as the car stopped.

As soon as he got off the car, Zhou Jiao saw Li Ming standing at the door.Under the sun, Li Ming seemed to be about to melt, his silent expression slightly loosened when he saw Zhou Jiao and the others.Li Ming was holding a bouquet of flowers, and the white clusters rested on his chin. He walked up to Zhou Jiao and said in a low voice, "I'm here to attend Zhao Wen's funeral."

Zhou Jiao remained silent, walked around him and walked in.

Li Ming followed behind Zhou Jiao, glanced at Yuan Wen, and said intermittently: "I also bought a piece of land next to Zhaowen. When I die, I can be buried with him."

"What are you telling me about this?"

Li Ming pursed his lips, his expression flickering. Zhou Jiao heard him say, "I have a sum of money, and I will give it to you. I want to trouble you to help me with my affairs."

They had already reached the hall inside, and when they entered the building, a gloomy air-conditioning enveloped Zhou Jiao.

Trembling, he turned his head and looked at Li Ming in surprise.

"There is no one in my family, I am the only one left, and I have no friends, so I beg you, help me."

"What's so good about him?" Zhou Jiao almost gritted his teeth.

After hearing this, Li Ming smiled, his smile was like a speck of dust on the ground, and he said, "I don't know, I just like him."

Li Ming committed suicide not long after Xu Zhaowen's funeral, and hanged himself with a rope in his apartment, an indecent death.

After his death, Zhou Jiao asked someone to help him take care of the funeral, and as he wished, he was buried with Xu Zhaowen.

At the end of August, Zhou Jiao received a letter from a university in the south.He originally planned to go there with Yan Shu. He heard that the climate there is pleasant, and in spring, the city is surrounded by blooming flowers.

While checking these, Zhou Jiao leaned on Yan Shu's shoulder, squinted his eyes and smiled, and said to Yan Shu that this is a city suitable for sleeping.

Before leaving, he went to Fengcheng Prison again, but still failed to see Yan Shu.The person in charge asked him to go back, but the prisoner himself said that he didn't want to see anyone.

The word "prisoner" pierced Zhou Jiao's eardrum like a needle tip, making him feel harsh and heartbroken.When he came out of the prison, he didn't know what happened. Looking at the wind and sand blowing up from the ground and the poplar trees beside the road, his eyes were bright and dark. He closed his eyes and walked forward a few steps. Planted, fell to the ground.

When he woke up, he was in a small clinic nearby. The policemen from the two detention centers who brought him here saw that he was fine and left.

The nurse saw that he was awake and came over to take his temperature.

The ear thermometer showed it was 39 degrees, and the nurse said to him, "The fever hasn't subsided yet. You need to be hospitalized in this situation. Have you got your ID card?"

Zhou Jiao shook his head, the nurse frowned, "Didn't take it?"

Zhou Jiao lowered his voice and said, "I'm fine, I don't need to be hospitalized."

"Then you have to wait for the heat to drop before leaving."

Zhou Jiao turned a deaf ear and got out of bed with his hands supporting him.He walked out, staggering, every step was difficult.

Standing outside, with strong wind and strong sunlight, he squinted his eyes, and tears suddenly flowed down his face.

He has a million ways to treat himself badly, but no matter what he does, no matter how bad he makes himself live, it is impossible for Yan Shu to see that he will never get Yan Shu's care again.

University Zhou Jiao studied computer. He hides himself in weird programs, hides in front of the computer every day, and writes codes day and night.

After graduating from university, taking postgraduate entrance examinations for a master's degree, Zhou Jiao doesn't know what he wants, maybe he just wants to stay in this place called a school for a while.

In the seventh year, he came out of school and found a job.The house is rented next to the working park. There are a bunch of stray cats in the park. He bought some cat food and brought a small bag with him to work every day.

At the beginning, Yuan Wen would call him every month after he left, asking how he was doing and if he wanted to come back?

Zhou Jiao couldn't even come back. Gradually, Yuan Wen stopped asking, and gradually the monthly calls disappeared.It was as if he was the only one left in the world, and he threw himself into the pile of data.

It is said that time will pass quickly in the future, but why does Zhou Jiao feel that the time when he grows up is a century every second, so long.