looking back inadvertently

There are two liberal arts classes this year, and Liang He is really in the same class as Wen Hao, both in class three.The class teacher is a woman in her forties, named Luo Wenyu, who teaches Chinese.

Liang He saw the vicissitudes of the liberal arts class, and there were only 52 boys among the [-] students.Teacher Luo arranged the seats for the class according to their height. Liang He and Wen Hao were in the second-to-last row, but there were a few people in between.After Liang He sat down, he casually glanced at his good friend, and found a fact that surprised him: the guy in the seat in front of Wen Hao turned out to be that boy whom he couldn't remember where he had met.

It's a bit of a coincidence.

The man's appearance didn't change much, he was still fair and clean, unlike Liang He's complexion that had darkened after a summer vacation; the length of his hair was also about the same as before, maybe he deliberately kept this hairstyle.

On the first day of the new semester, it is nothing more than distributing books, the head teacher gives a speech, pouring chicken soup for everyone, and explaining the precautions for the future.Luo Wenyu speaks fast, pronouncing words like pearls. He is obviously a veteran in ideological education work, unlike the head teacher of the first year of high school who is a young man who has just left society and can still get along with the students temporarily.

"Two years have passed in a flash..." The teacher went on and on, "Don't think that studying liberal arts is easier than science. There is a lot of competition for science students, and there are many choices. In a university, liberal arts students account for the most. How much! It’s a big mistake to study liberal arts with the intention of fooling around!”

Liang He drooped his eyelids in boredom. He was most afraid of meeting someone who could speak, and the truth would come out of his mouth. He wanted to get rid of the person's brain and pour it into it. He couldn't show his impatience, otherwise it would only arouse the other party's stronger desire to express.

After finally waiting for the speech to come to an end, Luo Mingyu drank some tea and began to arrange the class committee.Several important class positions are assigned one by one, and finally the representatives of each subject are appointed.

"Representative of the Chinese class, Shen Zhe," she looked down at the roster on the desk, "stand up and let everyone get to know each other."

The boy in front of Wen Hao stood up slowly and bowed slightly.

His name is Shen Zhe?I haven't heard of this name before... Liang He didn't have time to think, so he heard his name read aloud by the people on the stage: "Representative of mathematics class, Liang He."

"Ah?!" Liang He put away his wandering consciousness and stood up from his seat.

The head teacher nodded at him and said to the whole class, "This is Liang He."

Liang He did not expect to be assigned as a representative of the mathematics class. Luo Wenyu was most likely selected based on his final grades in the last semester. In fact, that was his best performance in mathematics, and the questions were simple, otherwise he would not have achieved such a high score in the exam. .

Wen Hao made an unexplained gesture at him from a distance.Shen Zhe in front also turned his head and glanced towards this side with a blank expression.This glance made Liang He suddenly open the box of memory, and he remembered his relationship with Shen Zhe.

It was still a matter of military training before the first year of high school.

The military training for their school was arranged in a barracks on the outskirts of the city for fifteen days.Classes in military training are different from classes in schools. There are 12 students in a class and they live in the same dormitory. During training, classes are used as units, and sometimes three classes are combined.At the beginning of August last year, City C was extremely hot. During the military training, several students fell ill due to the heat, but most of them were girls.

Liang He remembered that it was the hottest afternoon when they had a joint training. After standing in military posture for an hour, a boy leaning in front of him couldn't hold on, his body was swaying, and he was supported by the coach.

After the coach confirmed that the boy was only suffering from mild heatstroke, he gave him a vacation and asked Liang He, who was standing at the far end, to take him back to the dormitory.The boy is Shen Zhe, from the training class next door to Liang He.

At that time, Liang He helped him walk for a short distance, seeing that his mind was not clear, he simply carried him back.The military training dormitories were all next to each other, and after they were delivered, Liang He poured water for him, applied some cooling oil, and watched him rest on the bed.Due to the hot weather that day, the training ended early, and after a while, Shen Zhe's roommates also came back, and Liang He returned to his dormitory again.

It's not surprising that Shen Zhe can't be recognized now. At that time, everyone was wearing a uniform dark-colored military uniform, and they were sallow and thin from the training for days. No one looked good, and they were different from their usual appearance, not to mention that Shen Zhe was ill that day. with.He guessed that the other party had long forgotten about the military training.

After the military training was over, the freshmen's classification results came out, Liang He entered the eighth class, I don't know which class Shen Zhe was in, anyway, before meeting at the canteen, he never had such a person in his memory.

Shen Zhe was talking softly with the girl sitting next to him. From Liang He's direction, he could only see his side face, and he couldn't connect it with the sick boy in his memory.

The classroom window was facing the basketball court downstairs, and Liang He heard the sound of someone hitting a ball and hitting the ground outside, "Boom—boom—" one after another, his eyes moved away from Shen Zhe, and he glanced out of the window .

Luo Wenyu arranged the representatives of each subject and said something else. Liang He didn't pay much attention and kept looking at the stadium.

"Next, we need to clean up," the voice on the stage suddenly stopped. "Some students are not in the mood on the first day of school. Did I just ignore everything I told you?"

The last few words were chilly, passing Liang He's ears like flying knives, his heart skipped a beat, and he turned his head quickly.

There is a holiday in the afternoon on the registration day, and the school officially starts the next day.That night, Liang Zheng met Qin Ying and Liang He for dinner.The commissary had a new employee last month, a young man in his early 20s, quite simple, Qin Ying felt at ease.

Every time Liang He sees his father, he feels a little uncomfortable. He was brought up by his grandparents when he was a child. Qin Ying.

Liang Zheng once wanted to sell the canteen and take the grandparents and grandchildren to his place of residence, but the old man refused to say anything, and he was unwilling to live with his daughter, Aunt Liang He, and insisted on living here.Liang Zheng had no choice but to follow her and send money every month.He is busy with work, doesn't take care of the housekeeper, basically let Liang He's studies go his own way, and the most common question he asks when meeting is "Is the money enough?"Liang Zheng has never been short of him in terms of money. Perhaps the only way to express love for Liang Zheng is to "give money".

Liang He didn't take the initiative to talk to Liang Zheng, he just ate with his head depressed at the dinner table.It's not that he has any opinions on his father, but that he really has nothing to say, even more embarrassing than in front of strangers.It's okay for strangers not to chat, but when facing relatives, you always feel that you should break the deadlock, and you can't find the right words.

Qin Ying complained a lot to Liang Zheng because of the estrangement between the father and son. He blamed him for never caring about the children and only being busy with work, making the children afraid to talk to him since they were young.

The relationship between Liang He and his mother may be even stranger than that of his father. His mother, Xu Limei, was also a workaholic. At that time, she and Liang Zheng were busy with their own business. There was no external reason for their breakup.

Qin Ying felt sorry for Liang He who didn't have a complete family at such a young age, but Liang He himself didn't feel much sad, he felt very happy being around his grandparents.

"Mom." Even though Qin Ying's attitude was not salty, Liang Zheng still said a lot of soft words to her, "Next year, the house in Tianyuan will be able to get the key."

"Ah."

In the past two years, high-rise residential buildings have become popular in City C, and some new buildings have been built. "Tianyuan" is a high-rise building that Liang Zheng bought before.

"Do you and Liang He want to live there?" Liang Zheng brought up the old story again.

"We used to live," Qin Ying asked, "how many days can you stay at home a week?"

Liang Zheng hesitated: "Mom, it's not like you don't know that I'm always on business."

"Forget it then," Qin Ying sighed, "You asked me to give up the shop I've opened for so many years just to guard such an empty house, why bother?"

"Didn't I want you to enjoy a little happiness?" Liang Zheng blushed, "That store is busy all day long, and it doesn't make much money. Who at your age isn't retired and resting at home?"

"I'm busy, are you restless?" Qin Ying's eyes were sharp, "Liang Zheng, you want to make money yourself, you have ambitions, so just do it well, don't always use me or Liang He as a cover, we don't need How much do you take care of?"

"I know, you are very capable." Liang Zheng choked heavily, "Don't misinterpret my original intention?"

"Okay, so don't be polite to me." Qin Ying glanced at Liang He who was eating silently again, "And my house is opposite the No. [-] Middle School, how convenient it is for Liang He to go to school, and there is a bicycle at 'Tianyuan' It will take more than half an hour at the earliest, or are you going to let him stay?"

Liang Zheng didn't retort, and nodded: "You're right, I didn't think carefully."

Although Liang He didn't participate in the conversation, he was listening all the time. He also had no interest in moving to a new house or living in a high-end residential area. Qin Ying blocked this matter just as he wanted.

"Well, come on, mom, eat more." Liang Zheng served soup for the old man and some food for Liang He. "By the way, Liang He, can I get you a mobile phone? Do you want Motorola or Nokia or..."

"No need," Liang He refused without waiting for his father to finish speaking, "The teacher doesn't allow you to bring your mobile phone."

"Isn't it? The children of my subordinates are about the same age as you, and they all have some... Is your school so strict?"

The homeroom teacher did mention the mobile phone thing today, but he just reminded them not to mess with it as much as possible.There are not many mobile phones in the class, and they can't be turned on, so what's the use?What's more, a mobile phone costs thousands of yuan casually, and there is a monthly package fee. This money is a trivial matter to Liang Zheng, but Liang He has never taken the other party's money as his own for granted, and most of what he usually gets is also It's all saved.

He didn't explain much, just said to his father: "Our teacher asked for it."

Liang Zheng seemed to want to say something, but swallowed it down.

Liang He felt a bit sour for no apparent reason. The relationship between father and son was like a tree whose branches and leaves were forcibly broken. .

This awkward dinner party lasted until after eight o'clock, when Qin Ying and Liang He took Liang Zheng's car back to their old house.