Years are warm

The dreadful few days passed so quickly that when I walked out of the examination room, I felt unreal for a moment when I saw the high school graduates who came back from the examination to carry their luggage.

The whole school seemed to be quite empty in an instant.The Duxing Building in the third year of high school was originally close to the dormitory and cafeteria, and the high school get out of class ended 10 minutes earlier. They used to only see long queues, but now...the place that was crowded with people is empty.

There was a physical education class that happened to be the last class in the morning, and it was usually free activities. The physical education teacher also turned a blind eye to the students who took advantage of this point and ran to the cafeteria early with their schoolbags. Generally speaking, this is the only time when you can go to the cafeteria before the senior year.

but now……

Li Siyuan sighed when she came back with the plate.

"There is no atmosphere of grabbing food at all."

Of course, that's what he said, but in the end, this sentence still caused the rest of the people to roll their eyes.

It's true that you're not used to it, but who really wants to run to the cafeteria at a speed of sprinting [-] meters after class?

Xu Huaian looked at Xie Zhiyao and Li Siyuan who were beside him with his face propped up, and silently raised the corners of his lips and smiled.

After completing the academic level test, while waiting for the results, they will inevitably have to review the final exam of this semester.It was still the joint exam of the three schools, and the familiar routine and the familiar tone of the teachers were almost used to it after listening to it for two years.

English for the last exam.

The composition is still the familiar paradigm of "If you were Li Hua", there is nothing new.After Xu Huaian finished writing the composition, he glanced at his watch, it was still early.

She checked the multiple choice questions in front of her boredly, then looked at her answer sheet, and stared out of the window with her face in a daze.

The invigilating teacher glanced at her and walked over without a sound.He didn't make a sound to remind, but just stood by and looked at the papers and answer sheets she put on the table.

The seats for the No. [-] Middle School exam are random, and the exam room is not divided according to the grades, but even so, the teacher will be more or less familiar with a student like her who has been hanging on the grade list and the honor wall all year round.

The invigilator stood next to her for a while, until the radio electronic sound started to play a reminder that there were 15 minutes left before the end of the exam, and then he walked away with his hands behind his back, and did not forget to remind.

"There are still 15 minutes to collect the papers. Hurry up if you haven't finished writing, and check the finished ones."

The heat seeps in through the windows, and the sun makes people squint their eyes uncontrollably.Xu Huaian turned the pen in his hand twice, and turned the answer sheet over.

The rustle of winding was mixed with the sharp ringing of bells, drifting a little bit into the summer air.

The place where she took the exam was in the laboratory building, some distance away from Wenyuan, and she was almost the last batch to return to class to pack her things.Those who cleaned up quickly in front had already gone downstairs first.

"Yo, just talking, Huaian, you're back." Fang Mubai raised his head from a pile of books, and greeted her with pursed lips.

"What are you talking about?" Xu Huai'an glanced at her, and then at the few people surrounding him.

"Arrangements for the summer vacation, it's finally a vacation." Li Siyuan answered, "Although it's only a month... Ah, by the way, Huaian, are you going to the capital for a game in a few days? Are you traveling along the way? "

Xu Huai'an counted the things he wanted to take back, and he responded.

The final exam is over, but she still has a so-called national competition to take.Although I didn't go to the training camp and didn't do the quizzes, I was destined to accompany him on the run, but it's not bad as a trip to the capital.

"What about you, Zhiyao? Are you going?" Zhang Xin answered.

"Shouldn't go, why should I follow her to the exam?" Xie Zhiyao sat on the table, shaking his legs leisurely, "It's such a hot weather, you should stay at home."

"That's right, isn't the air conditioner bad?" Fang Mubai put his bag on his back and smiled as he walked towards the door.

Lin Xue was holding the book in her arms, but when she heard this, she immediately snorted, picked up the top one and tapped her cheap little sister on the head.

"You can pull it down, it must be you who will go out and run around again."

"My name is Caifeng, sister!" The person who always laughed at Yanyan could only deal with his own sister in name only to feel aggrieved.

The latter glanced at her with a smile and waved his hand.

"Then let's go, call for summer vacation."

As soon as they left, Li Siyuan and Zhang Xin waved goodbye at about the same time.

There were not many people left in the classroom, and the wind from the air conditioner had already made people shiver.

"Let's go."

In the seaside city, the sun is still too hot at four or five o'clock in the afternoon in summer.

After getting off the bus, Xu Huai'an opened an umbrella to support her. Occasionally passing by a three-way intersection, the sweltering wind would stir up a strand of the girl's hair.

"I heard from someone in the previous competition class that the national mathematics competition is a fight between gods every year." Xie Zhiyao hummed a song, and suddenly said something.

Xu Huaian turned his head sideways, waiting for her to continue.

"Are you confident?" She took two steps forward, then walked backwards and looked at her with a smile.

"Watch the way." Xu Huai'an snapped the person back under the umbrella, shook his head and said, "If you have any confidence, I'll run with you."

There is no shortage of smart people like her in the world. There are many people who are smarter than her, and many who work harder than her.If she can win the prize without going to the training camp or doing the quizzes, it would be unfair to those students who worked hard to do the quizzes.

"What if, everything is possible." Xie Zhiyao stuck out his tongue, "By the way, Huai'an, do you plan to stay in the capital for two more days like Siyuan said?"

"Not yet." She shook her head.If it's traveling by herself, she doesn't think it's necessary.

But then again...

Xu Huai'an stood still, raised his hand and tapped the girl's forehead, slightly warning: "Don't draw upside down day and night."

A few days ago, Fang Mubai sent paints and painting utensils, and she didn't believe that this man could hold back his pen.Staying at home with the air conditioner is an excuse, but staying at home and painting is the real thing.

"I see—" Xie Zhiyao grabbed her finger, pulled it down and swayed it beside her, muttering in a low voice.

Xu Huaian shook his head helplessly, and let her go.

A month of vacation looks like a long time, but in fact, as soon as the spirit relaxes, several days pass in the blink of an eye.

Xie Yuanhong and Xia Lan, two university teachers, are also at home. Ning University has a holiday earlier than high school, and the two of them also have a holiday one step earlier than her high school student.

On the fourth day of the holiday, Xia Lan went to the hospital for a routine checkup with the old man.Although it was said to be a minor operation before, the aftercare was still long, which is why the parents insisted on bringing the old man back to Shenning.

Xie Yuanhong was at home, but he didn't say anything wrong with her having fun these two days.He made dinner at noon, and after the meal, the two of them chatted for a while, but when Xie Zhiyao was about to pour a glass of water and take it back to the room, Xie Yuanhong suddenly asked her a question.

"Are you still painting?"

A sentence without beginning or end, the question made people feel a little confused.

Xie Zhiyao nodded subconsciously.

The smell of oil paint is a bit heavy. Because of this, a small part of her room was deliberately partitioned as a small studio. This suggestion was made by Xie Yuanhong at the time.

Xie Yuanhong's complexion seemed to change slightly. He sat on the sofa, as if hesitating for many times to say something, but in the end, he just lowered his head not to look into his daughter's eyes, and said something lightly.

"Then... don't draw for now."

"...Why?" Xie Zhiyao frowned, she put her right hand on the elbow of her left hand, and took a deep breath.She could see her father's entanglement, and from this expression, she realized that something was buried deep in a place she couldn't see.It's like... like that old photo I don't know where it came from.

About that photo, she didn't ask, and she didn't dare to ask, because she knew that if she asked, she wouldn't get an answer.But now... Although she knew that an "obedient" child shouldn't ask so many questions, she thought she needed to ask why.

for myself.

Xie Yuanhong didn't look up, nor did he answer him.The man pursed his lips, his usually gentle face revealed sharp lines at this moment.

"...Because of grandpa?" Xie Zhiyao guessed, and when she saw her father's obviously clenched fingers, she knew that she must have guessed right.

For no reason, she felt a little ridiculous.Some memories of her childhood whizzed through her mind, and she thought of those that she ignored many times... those memories that she deliberately ignored because adults told her it was right.

At that time, the old man didn't have to use crutches, and he still retained the strict master's coldness and... desire to control.It should be not long after she started learning to paint, the old man came over by chance and saw the paint in the room.

Without any foreshadowing, without any warning, the ruler was just pulled down.

At that time, the young child was only concerned with dodging and crying, and didn't have the heart to think about how he annoyed the always strict old man; let alone remember... what the people around him were arguing about at that time.

But now, she remembered a little bit.

She remembered a sentence that the old man had been chanting at that time.

"The child named by her, looks like her. But I will never allow this child to become the next one, absolutely not!"

What kind of heinous crime did a person who is not even worthy of being mentioned by name yet be hated and cast aside like this do?The old man said that he was like her, and he would never allow himself to be her.

But the ridiculous thing is that I don't even know who the person he is talking about is, how can I become her?

"Dad, I don't understand." Xie Zhiyao lowered his eyes a little tiredly, "Can you tell me why grandpa hates me learning to draw so much? Obviously grandma is an art teacher, why?"

"Yaoyao, many things are not the fault of you children, but there is a word called venting anger." Xie Yuanhong sighed for a long time, he stood up and walked to his daughter, raised his hand and stroked her hair gently, "If it's possible, your grandfather doesn't want to. Now, at least now, forgive Dad for not being able to tell you. When you grow up, I promise you, I will tell you about the past. As for why..."

His eyes dimmed, and he shook his head with a wry smile: "It was a scar, a scar engraved in the bones of all parties involved. Maybe at the time, there was no right or wrong, only accidents, but we couldn't avoid it, and even today, we can't really make sense of it. Face it, let alone let go of it.”

"But one day we need to face it, and concealment cannot solve the problem."

"I know, of course I know." He smiled, trying to maintain his superficial calm, "But we need time. Yaoyao, I promise, I will tell you."

But how long this time will be, and what will happen, no one can guarantee.Xie Zhiyao's eyelashes trembled, and he let go of his tightly clenched hands.

"So... can I ask a question?"

"You said."

"Grandpa said that you didn't come up with my name, so...who is it?"

"You remember..." He smiled and shook his head, as if sighing helplessly.

Xie Zhiyao stood there for a while, just when she thought her father would not answer this question and was about to turn back to the room, she heard a soft murmur behind her.

It was very light, but she was sure she heard that sentence clearly.

Xie Tingning, her name is Xie Tingning.

The author has something to say:

I'm sorry I have too much class today, so I'm a little late.

Character endings were set from the very beginning when I wrote them (sigh