relational temperature

It was still dark outside, and in the quiet and dark room, Yan Yun lying on the bed turned over again. She raised her hand and rubbed her dry eyes, sighed softly in the darkness, then stretched out her hand to grope , reaching for the phone on the bedside table.

Five fifty-eight.

Yan Yun retracted her somewhat cold arms, and curled up with her head into the quilt that was warm. The phone screen was instantly covered with mist due to the temperature difference. Yan Yun took the sleeve of her pajamas and wiped it. Then she turned off the alarm clock that she had set for six o'clock.

Although it's still early, it's impossible to go back to sleep once you wake up, Yan Yun rubbed his arms that were just warmed up, struggled for a while and decided to get up and forget about it.

The sound of her washing was very low, and the lights in the room were not turned on, because Yan Yu's sleep was always very light, and she would be woken up by the slightest movement.

Yan Yun finished washing in the bathroom in the dark, and then found a thick long down jacket in the cabinet in the room to put on.It's already deep winter now, and the temperature before the sun came out was even more frighteningly low. The weather forecast last night said that today's minimum temperature was minus ten degrees.

Although the clothes were already thick enough, Yan Yun couldn't help but sneezed when the north wind blew when she walked out of the corridor. She shrank her neck, put her cold hands into her pockets, and started to Walk outside the neighborhood.

The windows of the residential building have been brightened a lot, and the stars are shining on the mottled gray wall.

Yan Yun could see a lot of familiar people along the way, they hurried out, bought breakfast at a small stall on the side of the road, and then hurried to work.

Yan Yun tilted his head and glanced at the steaming steamed buns on the stall. Hearing that someone said to ask the boss to bring two shiitake mushrooms, Yan Yun made a note of it, thinking that he would buy some when he returned home later.

What she is going to now is a small park next to her community, which is not very far away, and it takes about 10 minutes to walk there.

At this time, there are no people in the small park, and the surroundings are quiet, looking a little desolate.

Yan Yun walked to the side of the fitness equipment, and began to stretch and practice basic skills as usual.Although she was fully prepared, Yan Yun couldn't help but frowned when her legs were actually resting on the cold iron pole. She stretched out her hand and tugged the trousers towards her ankles before continuing to start action.

She has long been used to this routine.

As far as Yan Yun can remember, she has been sent by her mother to dance classes to learn ballet. She is the only child in their community who has learned special skills since she was a child, because learning special skills costs a lot of money.

Yan Yun knew that their family had no money, and she didn't know how to talk to her mother every time she had to pay tuition for dance classes or buy exercise clothes and dance shoes.

Yan Yun actually doesn't like dancing, and she doesn't have much talent for ballet.

Her body is not flexible enough, so she has to practice the basic skills every day, and she dare not slack off every day, and she has to practice hard for several days to learn the movements and skills that others can learn in an hour.

Yan Yun thought about giving up dancing when she was in her first year of junior high school.

In the evening before the summer rainstorm, the air is filled with water vapor everywhere, and the whole world is like a steamer, hot and humid.

The other students in the dance room had already left after school, only Yan Yun was still dancing in front of the mirror.It was completely dark outside, and the fan on the ceiling of the dance room was still spinning non-stop, just like Yan Yun in front of the mirror.

"Hey, Yan Yun, why haven't you come home so late?"

Teacher Zhu from the dance studio opened the door and came in. Yan Yun stopped and turned around, raised her hand to wipe the sweat on her forehead, she said in a low voice, "Teacher, I want to practice for a while before going back Home."

After hearing Yan Yun's words, Teacher Zhu sighed helplessly. She walked over and pinched Yan Yun's chin with her hand to lift her face up.

"Yan Yun, how many times have I told you, don't lower your head and talk, you have to learn to be confident and keep looking forward, remember?"

"Well, remember."

Yan Yun nodded.

"Teacher, the tuition... is due tomorrow, right?"

"Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow are fine, don't worry."

"Okay, I know."

After Teacher Zhu left, Yan Yun took out her mobile phone from her schoolbag and called her mother. After waiting for a long time, the call was answered.

"Hey, Mom, are you off work yet?"

She looked up at the clock on the wall, it was almost eight o'clock.

"Yan Yun, what's wrong?"

The voice on the other end of the phone was a bit noisy, Yan Yun lowered his eyes, his palms were sweating, and he didn't know how to speak.

"What's the matter? Mom will hang up first if it's okay. Mom is very busy here and will go back later today."

Yan Yu probably went to a slightly quieter place, and her voice became much clearer.

"Should I still have the money I gave you? You can buy some food on the way, then go to bed early, and you have to go to school tomorrow, so you don't have to wait for me, you understand?"

"I know mom."

It was nearly midnight when Yan Yu came home that night, Yan Yun didn't sleep, and was sitting on the sofa waiting.

"Didn't I tell you to go to bed early? What if you can't get up for school tomorrow?" She said while changing her shoes.

"It's okay, I can get up."

Yan Yun smiled at her, then ran into the kitchen and took out a plate of still warm dumplings from the pot and put them on the tea table.

"Mom, I saw that there are dumplings selling on the side of the road today, so I bought some. Mushroom and pork stuffing, I remember you like it the most."

Yan Yun glanced at his well-behaved daughter with a smile, and sat down to eat after washing his hands.

Yan Yun is very beautiful, and her beauty is completely inherited from Yan Yu.

Yan Yun has seen a few photos of her mother when she was young. She has black and thick curly hair, her eyes are clear and bright as if they are shining, and her eyes are deep, and her facial features are very three-dimensional but not heroic. With a kind of exotic charm.She smiled confidently and beautifully in front of the camera, completely different from the tired-eyed person now.

Yan Yun felt extremely uncomfortable.

"Mother."

"what happened?"

"I..." Yan Yun lowered his head and whispered, "That's right, I have to pay the tuition for the dance class."

"Is it the same as before? Or has the price increased?"

"No increase, still [-]."

"Okay. I'll give you the money tomorrow, and you take it to Mr. Zhu."

Yan Yu didn't hesitate at all, as if spending the 2 yuan was nothing serious.

"Mom, I..." Yan Yun twisted her hands together on her knees, and her voice lowered a bit, "I don't want to learn to dance anymore."

As soon as the words were finished, Yan Yu put the chopsticks on the table with a clatter, and she raised her head to look at Yan Yun.

The sound was like a switch, Yan Yun's body shook accordingly, and then tears began to fall down uncontrollably.

"What did you just say? Don't learn to dance?"

Yan Yun didn't dare to look up at her, but just nodded slightly.

With a clatter, the plate on the coffee table was swept by Yan Yu and fell to the ground and was broken into two pieces, steaming dumplings lying all over the floor.

Yan Yu's chest rose and fell violently. She stood up and walked back and forth in the room nervously. She pointed at Yan Yun, her fingertips trembling uncontrollably.

"You don't learn to dance? Why don't you learn to dance? Ah? Why?"

"Mother......"

Yan Yun was terrified of her appearance, she stood up helplessly and wanted to reach out to hold Yan Yu, but she threw her away.

"Do not touch me!"

I don’t know when it was pouring rain outside the window, and the huge raindrops hit the window with a bang

Yan Yu's voice was a little hoarse because of her roaring. She was breathing hard, and looked at Yan Yun with red eyes. She was completely different from her a few minutes ago. Yan Yun was so frightened that he couldn't help trembling, even breathing They dare not speak loudly.

"Why don't you want to learn to dance? I spend so much money every year to send you to learn dance. Don't you learn dance very well? How can you stop learning if you don't learn?"

"What the hell do you want to do!"

"You don't learn to dance? How could he like you?"

"It was because I danced beautifully that he liked me..."

"If you don't learn to dance, he won't like you, and I will never see him again..."

Yan Yu tore her hair a little maniacally, and she started talking to herself again, saying some words that Yan Yun couldn't understand.

Yanyun has heard her mother say it many times since she was a child: If she doesn't study well "he" will not like it, if she doesn't obey "he" will not like it, if she can't dance well "he" will still not like her …

"Who is he?

"Yan Yun, listen to your mother, okay? Mom won't hurt you, huh?"

Yan Yu suddenly rushed over to hold her hand, and there was a hint of pleading in his eyes.

"Mom is all for your own good. You have to be outstanding, and you have to be different from those ordinary children. Only in this way can you have a chance, huh?"

Yan Yun looked at her mother who was also in tears, she was terrified, but she knew she couldn't let go of her mother's hand.The thin Yan Yun had no choice but to resist the sadness in his heart and raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of Yan Yu's eyes.

"Mom, don't cry, I'm obedient...I'm going to learn how to dance, don't cry..."

The sun could not be seen through the thick clouds, but the sky was completely bright.

Yan Yun was sweating all over from the exercise, and turned around to see that there were already many old men and women doing morning exercises in the park.She took out her cell phone from her coat pocket and glanced at it. Yan Yu should have woken up by this time.

Yan Yun let out a hot breath, pulled down the zipper of his coat a little bit, and was about to start walking back.

The owner of the steamed stuffed bun stall had just steamed a basket of fat, white steamed stuffed buns, and the aroma drifted into Yan Yun's nose with the heat, making him feel warm.

"Boss, I want four buns with mushroom meat and two cups of millet porridge."

"Okay, ten yuan in total."

Yan Yun took the breakfast, just took the mobile phone to pay the money, the mobile phone rang again, it was Yan Yu's call.

"Hey, Mom."

"Yan Yun, are you still exercising in the morning?"

"I'm done practicing and I'm heading home."

"Oh, that's it. Mom forgot to bring the key and can't enter the house. Come back soon."

"Mom, are you outside?" Yan Yun frowned, "Were you not home last night?"

"Come back, it's cold outside."

"Okay, I'll go back right away."

Yan Yu hung up the phone without answering her question. Yan Yun sighed, put the phone in his pocket and trotted all the way home, and saw Yan Yu standing downstairs from afar.

"Mother."

"Ah."

Yan Yu saw her running over, reached out to take the breakfast in her hand, "Let's go upstairs for dinner."

Yan Yun was sitting at the table drinking millet porridge while tilting her head to look at Yan Yu who was changing clothes in the room. She was obviously in a very good mood and hummed a few lyrics from time to time.

"Mother."

"Huh? What's wrong?"

Yan Yu came out of the room and sat opposite Yan Yun, with a smile on her brow.

This made Yan Yun seem to see her youthful appearance in the photo, time passed, except for a few faint fine lines at the corners of her eyes, time and fatigue left no other traces on her face.

Yan Yun was puzzled.

"Mom, where did you go last night? Why aren't you at home?"

Yan Yu took a sip of porridge and looked up at her.

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The author has something to say:

Hello hello long time no see, I'm back!Because of many things in my study, work and life, I haven't updated it for a long time, but fortunately, this time I came back with "Relationship Temperature", and I didn't empty-handed, and the manuscripts were full!Also, don't worry, the hero will come out in the next chapter!I wish you all a happy reading!

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The next book is "The Lost Star", which is the story of an ordinary girl and the proud son of heaven.

Falling in love with someone, working hard to become better and better for the other person, because of those secret heartbeats and hard work, the ordinary days are also shining in the long years.

I put the copy here, if you guys like it, click a favorite.

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"To someone, you are the center of the universe - like the Small Magellanic Cloud, you radiate the light of the universe and help them find their way. Even if you don't realize it." -NASA

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Struggling in a difficult and boundless life, this was before meeting Zheng Xunuo.

After meeting Zheng Xunuo, Wen Xingruan saw the light of nothingness like a traveler wandering in the dark night.

She saw Zheng Xu Nuo, the stars were holding the moon, and the people around her changed one after another, as if they were separated from her by the whole universe, unreachable.

Perhaps it is possible to get closer to him, and the tip of the pen in his hand keeps scribing across the scroll, Wen Xingruan thinks so.

When the results were announced that day, Zheng Xunuo was first and Wen Xingruan was second. The distance between their names was less than two centimeters.

Wen Xingruan heard someone mention her name, and when she turned her head, she saw Zheng Xunuo with her back turned to her, her hair was very lazy in the sun.

He chuckled lightly, with a very casual tone, and said to the person in front of him: "Anyone can do it, but she can't."

When they met again later, Wen Xingruan evaded everywhere, but Zheng Xunuo pressed on every step of the way.

After being drunk once, Wen Xingruan picked Zheng Xunuo's chin and told him: "If you are lonely, go find someone else."

Zheng Xunuo's smile is always very serious, and he took her hand and kissed her lips: "There are so many others, none of them are you."

The Proud Son of Heaven X Ordinary Girl