It is actually a bamboo horse to read as the sky descends

As we all know, Yifeng is a boarding school.

But You Wei's dormitory has not yet been approved, so Monday is just an ordinary day for him.

After handing in the self-criticism, he put his schoolbag on his back and walked towards the school gate against the crowd, looking rather tragic and majestic.

But as soon as he left the school gate, he took out his mobile phone from his bag.

This school is remote, at 09:30 in the evening, not to mention cars, even crows don't pass by.

It's freezing cold, with only gusts of wind blowing past your ears, which complement the shadows of the whirling trees. You Wei kicked the pebbles while driving a taxi app alone on the curb.

Three seconds later, he was stuck on the page for entering the address.

In fact, he just moved to Yishi two days ago, and the scope of his activities in the past three days has been the old house of tens of square meters and Yifeng No. [-] Middle School.

It is easy to go out and difficult to go back.

He thought for a while, and after entering "Jasli Community" on the software, the next moment, countless different streets popped up on the page.

……

Physiologically, he wanted to find a place to stay.

Psychologically, he didn't want to call his only relative in this city for help.

After a moment of hesitation, the phone rang by itself.

You Wei looked at the beating word "Aunt", sighed, and answered the phone: "Hello."

"Is it Xiaowei? Is school over?"

"Ah."

"are you home yet?"

"not yet."

"Wait, I just passed by your school, you wait for me at the school gate."

You Weizhen just stood obediently at the door for a long time.

His impression of his aunt is very limited, and he has seen only a handful of faces in the past ten years. Except for a few phone calls during the Chinese New Year to connect with the blood, there is no emotion.

But it happened that such a distant relative who didn't have much contact with him helped him a lot in his transfer.

Although I don't need this kindness, if someone has worked so hard to bring it to you, it is no longer your business alone, You Wei thinks so.

After a while, a small white car slowly drove towards him, You Wei reached out to the door of the passenger seat, paused but still sat in the back row.

The aunt asked: "How is it? Are you still used to it?"

The aunt in my impression is a big beauty with bright eyes and bright teeth, always smiling, I haven't seen her for a few years, but the energy is gone, even the smile is tired.

You Wei knew it was because she worried too much.

In the past three years, for the sake of her son's studies, she even quit her job and stayed at home. She took care of food, daily life, and counseling for difficult problems.

Three years later, her son was indeed a gold medal winner and went abroad to study, but she was even more exhausted.

You Wei has never been able to understand why a person's dream must be realized by the escort of others at all times.

He didn't even understand why someone would be so willing to give.

You Wei looked away and put on his seat belt: "The teacher and classmates are very good."

The aunt smiled gratifiedly: "You are a child who has a bright head and a good appearance. Anyone who sees him will like it."

You Wei smirked: She is probably the only one in this world who can think so.

You Wei was thinking about how to brag about each other's business, when her aunt glanced at You Wei in the rearview mirror, and suddenly said, "Where's your dad, did he call you?"

You Wei silently looked at the busy traffic outside the window, the city center was a bit congested, but those colorful fireworks gave him a sense of being alive.

"Don't you know that he has severed the father-son relationship with me, how could he call me?"

Auntie seemed to have expected this answer, she sighed and shook her head: "Your dad sent me a message today, he still cares about you very much, but he can't save face...how about you call him?"

He said to his worried aunt, "Let's talk about it later, I don't have his contact information."

Care about me?You Wei wanted to laugh at first, but the music was flowing quietly in the car, as if it was an atmosphere group specially hired for money.

Can anyone tell him why a middle-aged woman loves to hear men cry while driving? Isn't it a crime?

He endured and endured, and said, "Auntie, can you cut a song?"

My aunt followed her advice, but the next song was "Father".

You Wei: ...

The aunt sighed and said, "Father and son are talking about anger. The blood is connected, how can it be broken? Your mother is in the spirit of heaven and she doesn't want to see your father and son in this situation."

You Wei was completely speechless.

This was the reason why he didn't want to have more contact with his aunt. As long as they chatted, people and topics he didn't want to be mentioned would inevitably be mentioned.

You Wei thought to himself, in the past ten years, his father has not mentioned You Wei's mother more times than his aunt these three days.

"If my mother can really see the spirit in the sky, she will definitely stand by my side."

There was another red light, and my aunt gently turned the steering wheel with her fingers, peeking at You Wei from the rearview mirror from time to time.

It is really powerless for others to do housework.

My younger brother has a bad temper, and this eldest nephew has inherited [-]% of his father's stubborn temper.

It's fine for a child to be rebellious, and his younger brother is also absurd. He actually kicked his own son out of the house for an outsider.

She looked at You Wei with pity again, this child has no mother since he was a child, and everything is in his heart.

In the rearview mirror, You Wei frowned deeply, looked at his phone with his head down, half of his face was illuminated by colorful street lights, and his expression was extremely lonely.

Are you waiting for a call?

It's so hard, don't look at him as if he's fine now, maybe he feels so sad.

"Xiao Wei, you can talk to your aunt if you have anything to say, cry if you want..."

Aunt sniffed, but was interrupted by a burst of laughter before finishing her sentence.

You Wei, who was still looking lonely just now, was rocking back and forth laughing in the back seat, and her aunt's half tear was forced back.

This child may not have a mental state problem...

At this time, You Wei didn't know anything about his aunt's psychological activities. Although his body was still sitting in the car, his mind had already been immersed in the Internet.

I haven't opened the social software for a few days, and countless 99+ danced back and forth in a daze. It took almost half a minute before it was completely loaded.

You Wei swiped a few times, and it turned out that the school groups had the most news, and a few cronies also sent him a lot of messages, but they were all about playing games and asking for warmth.

At ten o'clock in the evening, the hard-working Yifeng students were probably still lighting up the lights to fight at night, but the chic Yangtian students returned home early and started a colorful nightlife.

You Wei clicked into the group chat of "Qingbei Reserves, Class 1, Senior High School", which was still flashing notifications, and it was as lively as usual.

Those who make appointments to play games, those who gossip about gossip, those who copy homework copy homework, compared to the lifeless scene at school during the day, everyone is more like a living person when they arrive at the line.

That's right, the Qingbei reserve soldiers in this group never talk about study.

I think this class was founded by You Weijian, who was the class leader at the beginning.

You Wei thought to himself, since he has already dropped out of school, it seems a bit unnecessary to stay here any longer.After thinking about it, he transferred the leader of the group to his good brother, Lin Shihong, the deputy squad leader.

But almost at the moment he withdrew from the group, Lin Shihong, who was still brushing "open black, four missing one", sent him a message.

It made the already overwhelmed "99+" even worse.

You Wei clicked on the chat box, scrolling up was full of useless sarcasm, such as "Is your son dead", "Come out to play, I'm waiting for you, monitor", and finally shouted "Dad, it's okay ", seeing You Wei burst out laughing, he still misses me.

[Never assist]:! ! ! !you are still alive! ! !

[Ouch, hello]: Son, what's the matter?

[Never assist]: The construction is off work?The contractor deducted your wages or snatched your mobile phone. Why haven't you heard anything from me for half a month.

[Ouch, hello]: Well, I'm chatting with you while eating Wowotou.

On the opposite side, it shows that it is typing for a long time, and a voice pops up directly for a long time.

You Wei cautiously lowered the volume, but when he turned it on, the voice pierced through the classic old songs on the car and blew his ears: "Damn it, did you really go to work???? ?”

Hearing this, the aunt in the driver's seat immediately frowned, and then glanced at You Wei, who was smiling quite brightly, obviously not satisfied with this dirty word.

From her point of view, such a sensible and intelligent child, You Wei, became what he is now, because he was influenced by these bad kids, otherwise, would he still be able to learn to cut classes and fight by himself?

She sent You Wei to Yifeng two years ago. This child has a talent for learning, and if he carefully crafts it in the later stage, he will definitely become a master. Maybe he will be more promising than her own son.

But I didn't expect that the father and son were less caring than the other, and they were satisfied just nesting in that small place.

You Xiaotian felt a little regretful, and her attitude was not firm enough at that time, she was busy with her son's studies at that time.

You Wei has only transferred to Yifeng now, which is still a bit late.

You Wei's father doesn't care about him, and she doesn't care about her as an aunt. Isn't that watching the child destroy his future?

Since meeting, You Xiaotian showed a serious expression for the first time.

"I have transferred to another school. If I can't get in touch with those classmates before, I will make more friends with new classmates."

Without raising his head, You Wei asked, "Why?"

"You are not from the same way. When you are admitted to a good university in the future, you will meet more and better friends. Now these few..." Auntie swallowed the words of the punk.

"These old classmates, there is no chance to meet them."

Lin Shihong, who was on the opposite side of the phone, was still sending messages, asking about You Wei's current whereabouts, saying that he would not be the king in this round, and he wanted to lead his brothers to send warmth.

You Wei scratched his hair, and asked a little irritably, "Do friends also have high and low status?"

My aunt's answer was grim.

"At least divide into friends who can help you move forward, and friends who will only hold you back."

You Wei nodded without rebutting.

What my aunt said is not unreasonable. For adults, they look at problems more from a utilitarian perspective.

But You Wei didn't want to go into the truth one by one so quickly, it would be too tiring.

He closed the phone rather bored.

Soon, the car turned into a very old community.

This is You Wei's temporary residence. To be precise, he also lived here before he could remember.

The aunt opened the trunk and called You Wei: "I brought you some presents."

You Wei went over to pick up the cardboard box, the box was very heavy, he weighed it a few times and guessed what was inside.

"It's getting late, you should go back and rest early."

Auntie closed the trunk and looked at You Wei as if hesitating to speak.

"move."

The aunt stepped forward, zipped up You Wei's coat to the top, and patted him on the shoulder.

"You can call your aunt if you need anything."

It is undeniable that You Wei felt warm in his heart at that moment, and a taste lingered on the tip of his tongue, and he couldn't say anything.

Some bitterness, but more sweetness.

"okay."

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You Wei sat on the sofa, in front of him was an old yellowed photo, in which two people side by side smiled and their eyes were bent, and the corners of their eyes and brows were filled with the happiness of life.And You Wei, who just turned one year old, bit her finger, her eyes closely followed the golden bracelet on her mother's hand.

You Wei sighed, and it took a long time before he managed to look away.

He hasn't seen such a vivid photo of his mother for a long, long time.

All childhood memories are locked here, and laughter and happiness will stop abruptly when they leave this door.

When he moved, his father only brought a photo of his mother, which was later hung in the study of the new home. In the photo, his mother did not smile, was cold, and was still in black and white.

Every time You Wei saw that photo, she felt palpitations for no reason, and over time, her impression of her mother became eerie.

It was the first time in ten years that he stared at her for such a long time.

You Wei touched the person in the photo and asked, "Mom, if you were still alive, would you say the same thing as your aunt?"

You Wei sighed and put down the photo.

"But you should treat me better than her."

How good that would be, You Wei couldn't imagine it, at least when he was in conflict with others, he trusted me unconditionally.

You Wei didn't want to think about it anymore, some things after much deliberation were just fantasy after all, without the slightest meaning.

He picked up a fruit knife and slashed open the cardboard box he brought. Sure enough, there was a pile of books inside.It is marked according to the categories of subjects, covering everything from exercises to textbooks to collections of difficult points.

It is an extremely precious number one scholar cheat book.

This is the best gift his aunt can think of for You Wei.

You Wei picked up one of the books, and the notes in it were so detailed that it could even be called a work of art.

You Wei was severely shocked by this seriousness, and then he thought to himself, this thing must be very valuable.

His past studies were muddled, and he would read more when he was interested, and he didn't even open the book when he was in a bad mood.

This champion is really not for everyone.

Just as You Wei put down his book and was about to wash up first, the phone in his pocket vibrated.

He thought it was Lin Shihong who asked him to play games again, so he was about to turn on Do Not Disturb.

But what popped up on the interface was a rather unfamiliar avatar.

Of course You Wei knew who sent the message, because this person was the first friend he added, and the only one in the contacts who made a note.

【Lin Ruzhou】: Are you there?