Can't Escape in Youth: Youth

Various snacks.

One room, two people, three meals, only four seasons.

At that time, Wan Xin thought about it more than once, it was a lifetime thing.

But, a lifetime is so long, so what if you think about it.

Things can't go as he wants.

In the few days since Wan Xin came here, apart from going out to buy vegetables, the two of them stayed in the house for the rest of the time.

Or read a book, or play games, or do homework, or chat.

It's not that Wan Xin never thought about going out, but when he thought about what happened last time, he decided to forget it.

If you run into that one again, it will be terrible.

During this period, both Wan Xin's family and Ke Ming called.

He didn't say that he came to Guanyin Town, he only said that he was at a certain classmate's house, telling them not to worry, or telling Ke Ming not to join in the fun.

On the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, in the morning, some unhappiness occurred between Miao Zaiqing and Wan Xin.

The reason is that Miao Zaiqing finally found the money that Wan Xin put in the iron box.

When he confronted Wan Xin with a wad of money, he couldn't tell if it was anger or poor self-esteem, but he just didn't like the feeling of being sympathized with.

He is an adult, if money is not enough, he can go to work to earn by himself, and does not need other people's handouts.

Furthermore, this is a figure in tens of thousands, not one or two hundred yuan.

He knew that Wan Xin's family was not bad, but...

Why should he accept the money? He made up the matter, and there is no reason for Wan Xin to pay for it.

This is ridiculous.

But who is Wan Xin? Although he was a little flustered in his heart, he still maintained his composure on the face.

Seeing that the matter was revealed, the sweetheart was still angry, he threw the money into his box without saying a word, expressing that he just accidentally forgot to take it last time.

The corner of Miao Zaiqing's mouth twitched as he watched his poor acting skills, unable to say a word.

At the end, Wan Xin patted the box and smiled at him.

This smile fell into Miao Zaiqing's eyes, and he felt like the son of a landlord's family on TV.

Two idiots.

Hey~

Why does it feel like the character has collapsed?

Not long after stepping on the bus back to the city, the sky began to snow. It wasn't very snowy at first, but when it arrived in the city, it seemed to be raining.

Snowflakes kept falling on the heads and shoulders of the two standing on the side of the road.

Wan Xin suddenly took out his phone, moved two steps calmly, turned on the video mode, and aimed at Miao Zaiqing.

The picture is beautiful, the sky is covered with snowflakes, the boy is standing on the street, his brows are drooping slightly, his eyelashes are long and thick, and he doesn't know what he is thinking.

Wan Xin's throat rolled, and he almost lost his mind. He hurriedly ended the recording, and put away the phone in a little embarrassment.

But Miao Zaiqing knew nothing about all this.

His thoughts have drifted to the outer world.

Back at school, the tense learning atmosphere started again.

The results of the first model have been announced. Miao Zaiqing scored less than [-] points in the test, which is nearly [-] points away from his first choice, the Capital Public Security University.

As for Wan Xin, he has improved again. He won No.1 for the first time since he transferred.

Ever since she often walked with Wan Xin, Miao Zaiqing unconsciously began to pay attention to Ke Ming and Qi Ya's achievements.

Ke Ming's grades were good, but it was hard for Miao Zaiqing to imagine what it would be like for such a cynical person to study hard.

Qi Ya, although she wasn't the one at the end of the crane, her grades were considered poor in such a high school.

In English class, English teacher Xu Jing praised Miao Zaiqing for the first time ever.

"Although there is still some gap between the parting classmates, it is still worthy of praise."

Xu Jing's praise caused a burst of laughter from the whole class.

Wan Xin was no exception, he turned his head to look at Miao Zaiqing's paper.

"Well, it's commendable."

Miao Zaiqing pretended to be annoyed and glanced over.

Wan Xin lowered his eyes and laughed.

Spring is here, everything is recovering, and it is the season for animals to mate.

Cough cough, ah bah.

It's time for the second mock exam for students.

After the exam, the atmosphere in Class [-] and Class [-] was a bit tense, because during the exam, a girl passed out.

And this girl is a classmate of Class [-], Grade [-], named He Fang.

Tian Ziping was eloquent on the podium, and what he said was comforting and encouraging. Of course, the chicken soup was still the main component.

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and Tian Ziping left the classroom.

Most of the students sat in their seats for a long time without moving.

Miao Zaiqing didn't know what they were thinking, but felt that today's classroom was too quiet.

Wan Xin leaned over, "Understood?"

Miao Zaiqing sighed, "I don't understand."

Wan Xin pretended to give him another lecture, but this time, Miao Zaiqing had other ideas.

He looked at Wan Xin seriously, "You don't need to tell me about it in the future."

Wan Xin frowned, with a black question mark on his face.

After a few seconds of silence, Miao Zaiqing uttered awkwardly, "Concentrate on reviewing."

Some words are too hypocritical to say.

On the blackboard, the countdown numbers are changing every day, and now they are already in double digits.

Everyone has their own exams to take, and everyone has their own future to run, he is like this, Wan Xin is like this.

Maybe his reaction was too slow, he didn't realize until now.

Although listening to the two theology students at the front table shouting all day long, are they really gods?

No, it is not.

Wan Xin also needs to read books, Wan Xin also needs to take exams, and Wan Xin also has his pressure.

Although, so far, he hasn't seen where Wan Xin's pressure is.

However, it is always the critical moment, when you are ready to go, there is always nothing wrong with concentrating.

However, Wan Xin didn't seem to think so.

"It's okay, don't be stressed, don't think too much."

Wan Xin smiled when he said this.

Like a warm sun.

like hope.

picture...

the light of life.

Wan Xin didn't take Miao Zaiqing's words to heart. Miao Zaiqing's current performance needs to be improved a little bit.

Not much, just a little.

Just a little more and they can go to school in the same city.

Spring and summer alternated, and the boy changed into the school uniform he met when he first met, blue and white, making his skin white.

The boy still doesn't like to smile, and the occasional smile will only be shown in front of him.

Only in front of him.

29, 29

The college entrance examination is coming soon, and the teachers no longer start classes, but set up tables in the corridor. Students who need it can ask for it, and those who don’t need it can study by themselves.

Miao Zaiqing used this perfect reason to dissuade Wan Xin, and the two began to concentrate on their review.

Ke Ming no longer came to the dormitory whenever he had something to do, and the two at the front desk no longer turned around to ask Wan Xin questions from time to time.

Everyone, all became quiet.

The calm before the storm, I guess.

On June [-]rd, the school was on holiday.

The graduation ceremony was very lively, but Miao Zaiqing still couldn't get into it. After taking a group photo and listening to Tian Ziping's speech, he went back to the dormitory alone and packed his things.

On June [-]th, Miao Zaiqing came to the city ahead of schedule and got a room in a small hotel.

On June [-]th, the college entrance examination.

Time flies, like a white horse passing by.

Looking back on the three years of high school, good, bad, happy, unhappy.

Miao Zaiqing thought: In the last year, my father left, but Wan Xin came.

He, count or not, is also lucky.

After the college entrance examination, Miao Zaiqing went home and did not participate in any activities in the third grade.

It's embarrassing, although he doesn't care much about other people's eyes, but he doesn't want to look like a fool either.

He can't laugh when others are making trouble.

It was night, Wan Xin suddenly sent a video, and Miao Zaiqing picked it up.

The picture on the other side shook violently, flickering on and off, it looked like it was on the road.

"Drank too much?"

"Well, what are you doing?"

Wan Xin casually found a clean place to sit down and pointed at the camera.

"Why don't you go home?"

"Come back later."

"In Qing."

"Ok?"

"It's nothing."

The two were silent for a while.

"Ke Ming and the others want to go on a graduation trip, shall we go together?"

"No."

Wan Xin sighed, his hands dropped to his trouser legs, and the phone screen turned into a dark night sky.

"Go, Zaiqing, we haven't hung out together before."

Miao Zaiqing didn't agree to this topic until she hung up the video.

He instinctively felt that the number of them in Wan Xin's mouth would not be small.

However, the next day, as if possessed by a demon, he asked Wan Xin when he would go.

Wan Xin was also tight-lipped, and made a plan in the afternoon, asking Miao Zaiqing to stay at his house in the evening and leave early in the morning.

Miao Zaiqing caught the last bus and arrived in the urban area after dark.

Before reaching the bus station, Miao Zaiqing saw Wan Xin waiting in the distance.

He lowered his head, looking at his mobile phone, wearing a white T-shirt and gray trousers.

The bus stopped in front of Wan Xin, he looked up, and after a while, Miao Zaiqing got off the bus.

Wan Xin laughed, "Are you hungry?"

"Alright."

Wan Xin took Miao Zaiqing home, rested for a while, and then led him into the kitchen.

An hour later, three dishes and one soup were served.

The taste is still mediocre, and Wan Xin still eats it with gusto.

At night, the two of them lay on the same bed.

They chatted one after another, and after a while, Miao Zaiqing fell asleep.

In the darkness, Wan Xin looked at Miao Zaiqing's sleeping face, feeling indescribably satisfied in his heart.

The next day.

For some reason, the group that Wan Xin had mentioned turned out to be the two of them.

Miao Zaiqing didn't ask this question until he got on the high-speed rail.

He thought, let's just have two people, there are too many people, and he is not comfortable listening to it.

In the car, Wan Xin plugged in earphones on his phone, put one on for himself, and handed the other to Miao Zaiqing.

Without thinking too much, Miao Zaiqing took it and put it on.

In the earphones, there is an unknown song, very good