whatever you do

On the fourth day, 1.28, the three of them seemed to have had their blood pumped. Gu Nianchen wrote the code, Ye Shu wrote the model, and Fu Zhe started writing the thesis.

Shi Jiayang couldn't intervene, so he poured water silently, and went out to buy food for the three of them at noon and evening.

They got up at seven o'clock in the morning, and after eight o'clock in the evening, all the codes and models were finished, and the three of them began to write the paper together.

Shi Jiayang played a little role at this time, looking up the translation of professional terms on the sidelines. The four of them stayed up all night. After 29 o'clock on the [-]th, the paper was also formed. It took half an hour for the final typesetting, and it was handed in at [-] o'clock. up.

"Look at my fingers." Fu Zhe raised his hand after handing it in. His hand was still shaking, and he had been typing on the keyboard for more than 20 hours.

"Hahaha, me too." Ye Shu reached out and shook his hand.

"I think I might die suddenly." Shi Jiayang said blankly.

"Who told you not to go to sleep? No one asked you to stay here?" Fu Zhe glanced at him.

"You are all working, why am I embarrassed?" Shi Jiayang said weakly.

Ye Shu leaned his head on Gu Nianchen's shoulder, looked at them, and suddenly laughed.

Fu Zhe smiled when he saw him smile, and Gu Nianchen also smiled.

"Aren't you three stupid?" Shi Jiayang asked and started laughing.

The four of them laughed for a while, and Fu Zhe panted and asked, "What are we... laughing at?"

"I don't know." Ye Shu said with a smile, and Gu Nianchen also shook his head with a smile.

The four laughed inexplicably but with a tacit understanding.

They had breakfast together and then went to catch up on sleep. When Ye Shu woke up, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening, and he felt a little bit unreal.

Gu Nianchen was sitting on the bedside reading a book, saw him wake up, smiled at him, reached out and stroked his hair.

"When did you wake up?" Ye Shu asked with a smile.

"Not long." Gu Nianchen replied softly, "You're hungry, get up and eat something."

"Where are Fu Zhe and Fatty, are they still sleeping?"

"Jiayang is still sleeping, father Fu took Fu Zhe back."

Ye Shu looked at his phone, only to realize that today is the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month, and only one week away from the Spring Festival.

"Is Fatty going home tomorrow?" Ye Shu asked.

"Ah."

"Then when shall we go back?" Ye Shu hugged Gu Nianchen.

"You decide." Gu Nianchen thought for a while and said.

Gu Nianchen called Gu Feng at the beginning of the holiday and said that he would take Ye Shu back during the Spring Festival. Gu Feng was very happy at that time, and this was the first time his son took the initiative to call him.

The two finally went back on the 26th. Two days before going back, they cleaned up the store, settled their wages, took stock of supplies, and then closed the store.

They still took the high-speed train back, and it was still Gu Feng who came to pick them up, familiar exits, familiar people.

Ye Shu chatted with Gu Feng along the way, from personal income tax reform to school cafeteria, from Romance of the Three Kingdoms to modern poetry.

Gu Nianchen didn't take the initiative to intervene, but when Ye Shu threw the topic to him, he would also say a few words.

Ye Shu still lived in the same room as last time, next door to Gu Nianchen, but at night, he slipped into Gu Nianchen's room.

"I want to tell him." Gu Nianchen said a word without thinking, but Ye Shu understood.

Ye Shu didn't answer immediately, he knew that there would be such a day after all, he had already decided to rely on Gu Nianchen for the rest of his life, but he was not sure if it would be appropriate to say now.

"I wanted to say it myself first, and then tell you." Gu Nianchen smiled, "But I'm afraid that you will be angry, and that you will ignore me."

"Wait a little longer, okay?" Ye Shu hugged him tightly, and said softly, "Wait for me to be stronger, wait for me to be better."

Gu Nianchen was silent for a while, he wanted to say that you are already very good, but in the end he just nodded.

He understood Ye Shu's meaning, the two of them were too young, they hadn't experienced any big storms, and the time they walked together was too short, this relationship was not very convincing to Gu Feng.

In the afternoon of New Year's Eve, the three of them wrote and posted Spring Festival couplets together. Ye Shu was shocked by Gu Feng's calligraphy.

Of course Ye Shu would not dislike it, and was even a little flattered.

After posting it, we made dumplings together and cooked New Year's Eve dinner together. The three of them were quite lively.

"I haven't been this happy for a long time, and I haven't been this happy for a long time." Gu Feng said, looking at the dishes on the table.

"Thank you, Xiaoye, uncle is really grateful." He poured a glass of wine after he finished speaking, "I'll toast, you can do whatever you want."

Ye Shu was inexplicably sad, and also raised his glass and drank it down.

The three of them shared a bottle of wine, and Gu Feng drank most of it.Entertainment is indispensable in the business field. Gu Feng's alcohol capacity should be good, but Ye Shu feels that he seems a little drunk.

Gu Feng began to tell Ye Shu about his relationship with Gu Nianchen's mother, from acquaintance to acquaintance, from acquaintance to love, and the brief time together.

"I thought we could be together forever, I thought I could see her gray hair." Gu Feng said with a self-deprecating and regretful expression.

"I'm sorry for her, and I'm sorry for Nianchen." Gu Feng's voice dropped, and he suddenly slapped himself, "I'm not a good husband, nor a good father."

That slap was very sharp and strong, Ye Shu felt that Gu Nianchen suddenly held his hand, and held it tightly, for fear of being robbed of the child who robbed the New Year's toys.

"I'm not a good son either." Gu Nianchen said in a soft voice, but enough for Gu Feng to hear.

Gu Feng was stunned for a moment, then stared straight at him, as if he had a thousand words to say and didn't know where to start.

"So, we're even." Gu Nianchen also looked at him, "From now on, I will try to be a good son."

Ye Shu felt his hand tremble a little, and held him back forcefully.

The room was silent, without any sound.

Gu Feng suddenly lowered his head, covered his face with his hands, his shoulders were trembling uncontrollably.

When he looked up again, his eyes were red, but there were no tears on his face.

He opened his mouth, but didn't say anything, Gu Nianchen brought some food for him, and he ate all of them bit by bit.

After dinner, we watched the Spring Festival Gala together in the living room. Following the countdown by the host on TV, the hour and minute hands coincided.

"Uncle Gu, Happy New Year! Xiaotu, Happy New Year!" Ye Shu said with a smile.

"Happy New Year!" Gu Nianchen also said with a faint smile.

Gu Feng took out two red envelopes from nowhere and handed them to them, Ye Shu accepted them politely.

On the third day of the first lunar month, Gu Feng drove them back to the small village together.

The original dirt road has turned into a cement road, the poplar tree at the entrance of the village has disappeared, and the tile-roofed houses in my memory have become rows of buildings. There is a trash can at the door of each house, and there are ones on both sides of the road every ten meters. street light.

When Ye Shu found the house where he lived with his grandfather, he thought he had found the wrong house.

The house is gone, replaced by a cement-paved square with abundant facilities, such as table tennis tables, elliptical machines, swings, etc. There are many villagers playing and chatting in the square.

"Auntie, how long has this square been built?" Ye Shu asked a villager. He wanted to speak a dialect, but when he opened his mouth, he realized that it was Mandarin.

"It's been two or three years, and it was built together with this road." The aunt said enthusiastically, "At that time, what kind of new countryside was going to be built, roads were built, street lights were installed, this square was built, and some money was subsidized for those who wanted to build houses. "

"What about the poplar forest across the road?" Ye Shu asked.

"Young man, are you from our village? Haven't you been back for a long time?" The aunt looked at him unabashedly, "Only the older children know about the poplar forest. It was gone a few years ago, and the trees were all sold. Now It is said that a new commune will be built soon.”

Ye Shu thanked him, and got into the car with Gu Nianchen, but Gu Feng stayed in the car and didn't get off.

"Uncle Gu, let's go." Ye Shu said with a smile.

"Don't you want to see your grandpa?"

"No, he knows I'm fine."

Gu Nianchen held his hand tightly, and Ye Shu also held him back.

In fact, the aunt told him just now that a cemetery was built in the village, and all the dead will be buried there in the future, and the place where the cemetery was built is the place where grandpa slept peacefully.

Gu Feng did not take them home, but went to the town.

Booked a room in a better hotel in the town, parked the car, Gu Feng let them go out to play, he said he was going to find old friends to catch up.

Although there are quite a lot of changes in the town, most of them are good changes.

Ye Shu took Gu Nianchen to go skating in the skating rink, and accidentally fell down because he didn't control his center of gravity. The kid passing by pointed at him and laughed, and even made a face.

So Ye Shu played against him naively, but lost badly, and invited him to eat a meal at McDonald's, the kid was not polite at all, and ate their amount, Ye Shu and Gu Nianchen watched him eat the whole time.

In the evening, the two watched a movie, and laughed heartlessly with a group of strangers in the movie theater.

When they walked out of the theater, it was only after eight o'clock, the two of them wandered casually like this, and unknowingly walked to Ye Shu's junior high school alma mater.

The school is of course closed, but the honor rolls are posted on the walls on both sides of the gate, including the top students in the senior high school entrance examination in the past three years, and the top ten in each examination last semester.

"In the past, my photos were often on this." Ye Shu said with a smile, "At that time, I thought it was stupid. I always thought that when the school security guards were not paying attention, I would use the ladder to climb up and tear it down."

"Didn't you borrow it?"

"Later, I thought that if someone from the village came to the town and saw it, I would go back and tell my grandpa that your grandson is very good at studying, so I didn't tear it up."

Ye Shu went on to say, "Maybe my high school alma mater still has a photo of me now. After all, I was only a sophomore, and the college entrance examination was also the school's science subject."

Gu Nianchen smiled and said nothing, listening to him carefully.

"Believe it or not, after the results of the college entrance examination came out, the admissions teams of T University and P University both called me, but I wanted to see the south, so I went to D University." Ye Shu took his hand and walked forward .

"I don't believe it. Fortunately, you came to D University." Gu Nianchen said with a smile, "Fortunately, I also came to D University."

"Do you think we have a tacit understanding?" Ye Shu asked with a smile.

"Yeah." Gu Nianchen nodded gently.

Suddenly there was a sound in the sky, and the two people looked up at the same time, and saw the fireworks blooming brilliantly one after another, so dazzling in the night sky.

Fireworks and firecrackers are not prohibited in their small place, and they will set off fireworks to celebrate every holiday or happy event at home.

"Xiao Tu, do you want to set off fireworks?" Ye Shu shouted.

"Think." Gu Nianchen replied cooperatively.

"Come on, I'll take you there."

After Ye Shu finished speaking, he pulled him to run, and ran towards the direction where the fireworks were blooming. He didn't run fast, but the hearts of both of them were beating very fast.

The dim street lights cast two overlapping shadows, running and moving forward.

The author has something to say: clang clang clang clang, it's over!Was it caught off guard! !

In fact, I still have a lot of things to write, but I think it will be the same if I continue to write. Xiaoshu and Xiaotu will encourage each other and become better people together.Silly Zhe, Fatty Shi, Xie Ran, Curious, etc. will also have their own lives. I didn't write their endings because I think they have infinite possibilities. (Hey you're just making excuses for your laziness!)

There is also a postscript below, which is the impression of writing this article, which has nothing to do with the main text, so you don't need to read it.

Hey, slip away~

☆, postscript

In fact, before I wrote this article, I opened Word many times and closed it silently.I have always felt that writing is something that needs to be rewarded by God, but I obviously don't have the ability to eat this bowl of rice. Every time I type a word, I feel like I am creating literal garbage.

This semester is relatively free, there is only one class, and the idea of ​​writing is just around the corner.I compromised, comforting myself that I was not writing anything, I just wanted to tell a story, a story to my future self.

I originally wanted to write a story about a group of young people who encourage and support each other, experience ordinary joys, sorrows, joys and sorrows in a life full of loopholes, and grow into a better self together.But obviously, my writing skills are not up to the mark, and many times I can't do what I want.

When I first started writing, I had no clue or outline at all. I sat in front of the computer every day and wrote wherever I thought of, completely at will.Of course, I didn't write an outline until the end.

Frankly speaking, there are many shadows of my own college life in the article, the report at the beginning, the teacher who counted the classes, the purpose of the establishment of the fantasy society, the course selection system in the school, military training, overseas exchanges, New Year's Eve hiking to watch the sunrise etc.

At the beginning, I planned to write until the end of their university, within 30 words, but I only wrote it until the first semester of my sophomore year, so I hurriedly ended it.On the one hand, I feel that I have talked too much nonsense, and it will be the same if I continue on. On the other hand, it is because I am about to graduate and there are many things to deal with.

Maybe this is a mess?Okay, I admit this is a bad ending.

I thought of many different endings, everyone's ending, but in the end, everyone's ending was not clearly written.Choosing a difficult disease is more painful.

Anyway, I said "As long as there is one person chasing it, the daily update will end". I really did it. I have never stopped updating for a day. No matter whether the writing is good or not, at least I really insisted on writing more than 30 words.

Thank you very much for your encouragement and support all the time. I was a little flattered to find that there was a little angel who irrigated me with a bottle of nutrient solution, nicknamed "Little Tears".Although there have not been many messages, everyone is really sincere. I have seriously replied to each message, and I bow to thank you for your company for more than two months.

I may not write anything more on this account, and of course I will not choose a pseudonym to commit suicide, and this article should not be locked.Years later, when I think about it, it turns out that I wrote stories when I was young, which is quite interesting hahaha...

No more nonsense, I hope everyone goes well at the end of the term and get full marks!Quiet Mimi tells a secret, each of you is favored by Xia Tian~