They all said the school grass likes me

On the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, it was raining outside. The small town has ten rainy seasons out of twelve months in a year, and rain is common.

When Zhou Wenhui got up early in the morning, he packed up and went out. Zhou Yu ran into him just as he was reciting the words, and asked him, "Where are you going, Dad?"

"Go to work overtime." Zhou Wenhui patted Zhou Yu's head with a smile, "Don't worry, Dad remembers, come back to eat with you tonight."

"I really want to come back." Zhou Yu exhorted worriedly, his father is a workaholic, it's too common to forget about this and that when he gets busy.

"Don't worry!" Zhou Wenhui gave Zhou Yu an ok gesture, "When did your father break his promise!"

In fact, he broke his promise many times. For example, every time he said "I won't move again", but Zhou Yu pretended to forget all about it and kept looking forward to the dinner.

For a whole day, I did the review in the morning, ordered takeaway according to the prepared menu in the afternoon, and chatted with everyone in the class for a while.

At five o'clock, he sent a message to urge his dad to come back, but his dad didn't reply.

At seven o'clock, the takeaway was a bit cold, Zhou Yu called, but no one answered.

eight o'clock.

The dusk outside the window turned into a deep twilight, and the steaming takeaway became a cold meal. Zhou Yu nestled on the sofa, no longer in the mood to wait for the phone call, and the phone finally turned on.

-A Haihuo Zhou Wenhui: Xiao Yu, Dad is too busy delivering goods and can’t go back. I’m sorry, Dad will make up for you on the weekend.

Plus a transfer of two thousand.

The moment Zhou Yu saw this news, Zhou Yu was in a daze, probably because he had rehearsed this scene too many times in his mind, and now it feels illusory.

The sense of reality came with the sound of rain outside the window, only after knowing it.

Sure enough, he didn't come back.

This holiday is still alone.

Then why agree?

In the lunch box on the coffee table in front of him, there are exquisitely shaped but cooled dishes. There are several small mooncakes on the plate, such as Soviet-style fresh meat, custard custard, and ice-skinned jasmine... He carefully selected them, and felt that these Taste his dad will like.

Depend on.

Zhou Yu jumped up as if he was being burned, rushed over and turned off all the lights in the living room. With a snap, all the boxes and plates that symbolized his thoughts and his funny, were all gone.

In the darkness, Zhou Yu turned around and threw himself back onto the sofa.

-

On the big round table, there are six dishes and one soup with attractive color and aroma, and a plate of red grapefruit.

Zhong Yue and his parents sat around the table, opened a bottle of rice wine, and Zhong Yue poured everyone a glass.

On the radio behind him, the Cantonese radio station's Mid-Autumn Festival special program is playing, playing some half-baked moon appreciation songs.

"Spend a good moon and reunite people." Zhong Yue's father raised his glass, "Cheers!"

Zhong Yue and his mother stood up together, and the three cups touched together.

"Don't move, I'll take a photo first." Zhong Yue raised his phone.

Zhong Yue's father pouted.

Mom laughed: "Ah Yue, I make these fancy things all day long."

"This is a commemoration." Zhong Yue said solemnly, "A happy family, right?"

Mom smiled brightly at the camera, and there were two sweet and beautiful dimples under the corners of her mouth.

"Very beautiful! Mom is the most beautiful!" Zhong Yue praised and pressed the shutter, and the moment the "click" sounded, a new message popped up on the upper information bar.

Zhong Yue's news didn't have a preview, and he could only see it by clicking on it. He guessed it was some kind of blessing news, so he didn't worry about it.

He flipped back to the photo album and showed his mother the newly taken photos before he clicked on WeChat.

-[Fish]: I'm not happy.

Zhong Yue was stunned for a moment, his heart was suddenly torn, the food in front of him seemed not so delicious.He smiled and raised his wine glass to respect his parents, and then quickly started replying messages.

-[Moon]: What's wrong?

-[fish]: [crying.jpg]

A dynamic, aggrieved animal expression.

-[Fish]: Are you having dinner with your family?I will not bother you anymore.

-[Moon]: It's okay, I'm free.

After more than a minute, Zhou Yu's message was sent back.

-[Fish]: I am also very free

-[Moon]: Didn't you have dinner with your dad?

-[Fish]: He is busy, I am not worthy.

Zhong Yue frowned.

"A Yue, what's the matter?" Mom immediately noticed his expression.

"My friend came to chat with me and said he was unhappy." Zhong Yue thought for a while and added, "Dad, it's the kid from your partner, Zhou Yu."

The atmosphere in their house is to talk about everything, not to mention that Zhong Yue doesn't know what's going on with Zhou Yu now, so he roughly recounted it to his parents and wanted some advice.

"Brother Zhou is going to deliver the goods, so he probably won't have time to go home." Dad sighed, "Xiao Zhou is pitiful enough."

"The child has to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival alone, so distressed." My mother frowned worriedly, "Ah Yue, if he is willing, why don't you call him home and let's have dinner together? And so much has been done.”

Zhong Yue also had this idea, but his father thought about it and said: "It's not suitable. If other children miss their mother, it will be even more sad."

Zhong Yue and his mother sighed together.

They all know that Zhou Yu is a single-parent family.It was because of this concern that my father didn't invite my mother to have dinner together that Saturday.

But he couldn't ignore Zhou Yu, thinking of Zhou Yu being alone now, thinking of the expression he might have now, just like the dazed look at the sea festival that day, or the loneliness after the biology class, with his eyes downcast and his mouth pursed, Zhong Yue's heart twisted and tugged.

Very worried.

Zhong Yue continued to ask.

-[Moon]: Why don't you deserve it?

-[fish]: just not worthy

Zhong Yue: "..."

He could almost imagine Zhou Yu's expression now.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the ground, but he had a beautiful little face.

- Zhong Yue: Then have you eaten?

-[Fish]: I don't want to eat now.

Zhong Yue probably understood that the situation was similar to what his father thought, and now he probably had an idea in his mind, so he discussed it with his parents.

"Okay, let's go." The mother said with concern, "The child is alone in a foreign land, so distressed."

"Come back early." Dad thought for a while, "Take him to a place with a lot of people."

"I know." Zhong Yue smiled and replied to Zhou Yu.

-[Moon]: Send me your home address

Zhou Yu was "typing" for a while.

-[Fish]: What are you doing?

Zhong Yue laughed.

-[Moon]: I went to play with you, what else can I do.

-[Fish]... I'm afraid you'll order me a takeaway

Zhong Yue couldn't laugh or cry, is he such a confused person?

Before he could speak again, Zhou Yu had already sent the address.

The address was very close to him, more than a kilometer away, Zhong Yue replied "1", and went out with an umbrella.

It was raining outside, Zhong Yue had to run, but it wasn't raining much anyway.

Thinking of Zhou Yu's current appearance, he was very concerned. The bully in elementary school has never been someone who would say anything.He will look at you aggrieved, and hope you guess, but if it is really enough to let him speak out...

No, even if you don't think so, even if you're just a child who is alone in a foreign land, and the family reunion Mid-Autumn Festival is put at home by the parents, just think about it, Zhong Yue feels very distressed.

Zhou Yu’s residential area is quite high-end. Zhong Yue had to register and call in when he arrived at the gate of the community. He walked through the elegant path to the downstairs, pressed the access control, and the doorbell was connected. Zhou Yu didn’t say a word, and opened the door with a beep. up.

Taking the elevator upstairs, he found the door of Zhou Yu's house. Thinking that he was going to meet someone soon, Zhong Yue was inexplicably nervous. He tidied up his messy clothes and hair before knocking on the door.

The doorbell rang three times, but no one answered. Instead, the screen of Zhong Yue's phone went black, and it was a WeChat voice call.

He froze for a moment and clicked to answer.

"The door is unlocked." Zhou Yu's voice was muffled, with a bit of electric sound, "Open it yourself."