"Xiao Chen will come to pick him up later. Why do you two go home tonight?" Sheng Mingyang helped Jiang Ou take the dishes and chopsticks to the kitchen, washed his hands and asked Sheng Wang.

"I won't go back." Sheng Wang shook his head and said, "The teacher only approved us the evening self-study leave, not including the night check-up."

"That's fine, anyway, the final exam will be soon. After the exam, go home and have a good rest."

"Um……"

Sheng Mingyang pulled out a tissue to wipe his hands, and the water in the window glass in front of him was lit. Sheng Wang stood in the reflected light and was in a daze. Sheng Mingyang glanced at it, turned around and asked, "What's wrong? He looked like he was not energetic?"

"No, I'm just sleepy." Sheng Wang grabbed the corner of his eyes and replied casually.

"Oh, I thought the exam was going to be under pressure."

"Is it possible?" Sheng Wang smiled, "When did you see your son under great pressure in the exam?"

"Yes." Sheng Mingyang laughed and walked out, and patted the back of his head as he passed by.

The boy grew up quickly when he was a little older. He still remembered that when Sheng Wang was a little older, the back of his head was furry and he could slap it with his hands hanging down. It seemed that in just a blink of an eye, the little boy was almost as tall as him, and he even had to slid a little more. He no longer had the action of slapping his head.

It's been a few years... Sheng Mingyang thought.

He can still cover all aspects of his son now, and he may be able to do it in a few years. As adults, his wings are hard and he flies too far. No parent can accept this process calmly, just like beasts fighting for the final territory.

Fortunately, his baby son is quite worry-free.

Sheng Wang and Jiang Tian greeted each other and returned to school together. Xiao Chen picked up Sheng Mingyang and Jiang Ou and drove to the White Horse Alley. Jiang Ou leaned on the back of the chair for a while, and suddenly asked Sheng Mingyang: "Why did you put the time forward? Didn't we say that we would invite everyone to dinner after the New Year?"

She is a person who knows the right position and occasion very well, and rarely breaks up anyone's position on the spot. In fact, there are often differences between her and Sheng Mingyang. This is an inevitable collision between work partners or couples, not to mention that they have both, but they never show it in front of Jiang Tianshengwang.

Sheng Mingyang patted the back of her hand and smiled and said, "I've got some drinks, but I've taken the initiative when I'm excited. Why? Don't you want to be so early?"

Jiang Ou looked out the window for a while: "No, there are too many things to do before the New Year, so I'm afraid I can't take care of it."

Actually, it’s not Sheng Mingyang’s fault. There is not much difference between the two years and the two years. She was just a little upset. It might be the sequelae of the meeting in the hospital. She rubbed the screen of her phone, unlocked the lock and browsed her friends’ circle aimlessly, and then couldn’t help clicking into Du Cheng’s album.

He doesn't have many things in his album. He occasionally shared some articles in the early stage. In the past two years, he has had some life-like things, sometimes dull pictures, and sometimes photos from the hospital. Most of them are not in high mood and even a little unstable.

Jiang Ou heard from the doctor that people with brain lesions will be like this, and their temper will change greatly, which is elusive. She was walking in her mind, and when she pulled the refresh button, she saw that Du Cheng's album suddenly had an additional state, published just now-

He took a photo of the bedside table, which contained a fruit basket given by classmates and friends, and of course also included a bouquet of flowers that Jiang Ou bought temporarily. It was matched with three words: Sorry.

The patient's nonsense easily makes people feel disgusted. Jiang Ou stared at that state for a while and felt uncomfortable.

"That classmate of yours?" Sheng Mingyang asked.

"Yes." Jiang Ou nodded.

"What disease?"

"Cancer, spread."

Sheng Mingyang felt a little regretful: "Today is too hasty. I will find time to buy something in two days. I will accompany you to see him again. I should be about the same age as us. If something happens, my wife and children will be too sad."

Jiang Ou nodded, and after a moment, he said uncertainly: "He seems... not married."

Sheng Wang and Jiang Tian chose a house. The agency was very fast and completed the procedures in a blink of an eye. As a result, the landlord went on a business trip one after another and had to wait for him to come back before getting the access card and key.

There are not a few days left in this semester, so the two of them simply planned to move after the exam.

What Sheng Mingyang said that night was like the rainy day of this season, with blue and gray pressing on his head. Sheng Wang and Jiang Tian jumped over tacitly, and no one took the initiative to mention it again.

Because they knew better than anyone else, they could neither rush over and tell Sheng Mingyang and Jiang Ou that they were already together. They could not stop the two elders and say not to get married.

This problem is currently unsolvable.

In the last few days before the final exam, many day students spontaneously stayed for the last evening self-study session, including several from Class A. Gao Tianyang went to the water dispenser and fed a bottle of water. He walked to Jiang Tian's table in a square step and said, "Brother Tian, ​​are you moved? I finally don't have to book a room alone in the evening self-study session."

Jiang Tian kept writing a slight pen, and then looked up after finishing writing a formula: "Why are you doing one more section?"

"He has a heavy butt, and he sits firmly at the last position in the class, and no one can pull it away." Song Sirui interrupted and said, "I know now that I'm panicked, I'm afraid that Brother Sheng will kick downstairs in the final exam."

"You're so heavy on the butt." Gao Tianyang cursed without hesitation and asked again: "Why are you not leaving?"

Song Sirui said: "My mother has spoken. She will be in the top five of her grades at the end of the semester and will receive a new mobile phone."

"You are really a material thing." Gao Tianyang sat on the table waiting for the class bell. He turned his head and looked back and shouted, "Liao pepper? Little pepper? Li Jia classmate?"

The pepper was thrown into his forehead by his small ball of paper, and then he raised his head: "What are you doing?"

"You've been ranked first in the grade and still work like this?" Gao Tianyang pointed to Jiang Tian and said, "Depending on this attitude, I don't want my brother Tian to return to the throne."

La Jiao glanced at Jiang Tian, ​​then hurriedly closed her eyes: "You care about me."

Gao Tianyang's rough nerve rarely noticed other people's strangeness and asked, "Hey? I found that you have been so nauseated recently."

After the Art Festival, Chili was in a bad condition. She accidentally encountered a secret, and the first secret love in Qingtan ended.

It is impossible to say that it is not uncomfortable, but it is not as severe as imagined. It is a kind of depressing sourness. Looking at Jiang Tianshen and Shengwang is even more sour. Only by quarrel with Gao Tianyang can we relieve it for a while. But this stupid bird doesn’t know anything and only seeks the minefield—

After Jiang Tian finished writing this question, he collected the paper while they were quarreling and picked up his schoolbag.

Gao Tianyang asked quickly: "Why are you carrying your bag? Are you studying for evening self-study?"

Jiang Tian raised his chin in the direction of the back door: "Go to the stairs classroom."

Gao Tianyang followed his gaze and realized that Sheng Wang was coming up, holding his schoolbag with one hand and leaning against the back door with the other hand.

"Today is so lively?" Sheng Wang said.

"Brother Sheng!" Gao Tianyang and Song Sirui greeted him and asked again: "So Brother Tian, ​​you usually go to the stairs classroom for evening self-study?"

Before Jiang Tian could speak, Sheng Wang interrupted, "Yes. There are more people downstairs and the atmosphere is better."

When Gao Tianyang heard the atmosphere was good, he immediately put the book in his bag: "Then I'll go too."

After saying this, Sheng Wang, Jiang Tian and Li Jiao looked at him silently. Gao Tianyang was stunned for a moment, grabbed his head and said, "What's wrong?"

La Jiao thought that this was just 25, and she had no vision at all.

As a result, a few minutes later, she, a very eye-catching person, was dragged to the stairs classroom by Gao Tianyang and Song Sirui, and she had to sit in front of Jiang Tianshengwang.

She heard Gao Tianyang turn his head and lower his voice to the two of them, "I'm going to be staying next semester. I don't know if I can discuss a change with the teacher. I want to live in the same room with you."

"We won't stay next semester." Jiang Tian said.

"Ah?" Gao Tianyang asked in wonder, "Where can you live?"

"Rent a house." Jiang Tian said.

"Are you two together?"

"Um."

Chili subconsciously arched the back table with her elbow. She originally wanted to remind her that there were so many people in the stairs classroom and let them speak a little more carefully.

As a result, after reminding her, she realized that she was thinking too much. There were countless students who rented a house in the affiliated high school, and there was no problem with this.

She raised her head awkwardly and found that the boys looked at them blankly.

Chili almost stopped her eyes when she met Sheng Wang's eyes. She held it in for a long time and said, "If you have something to do, you can talk after class."

Maybe her acting skills were too poor and she couldn't hide her worries. In the next few days of evening self-study, Sheng Wang's eyes always swept over her intentionally or unintentionally. After she had caught them once, she smiled apologetically. Then she never looked at them again, like a restrained and polite observation.

This observation was not followed until the evening when the final exam ended.

She received Sheng Wang’s WeChat on the school bus home, and he said: Chili, ask you something.

The temperature dropped sharply this morning. It rained a few scattered points in the early morning, and it quickly turned into snow. By the evening, the entire Affiliated High School was already covered with frost and white. The snow was not very big. Sheng Wang and Jiang Tian did not hold umbrellas. When they reached the west gate, they only had a little wet mark on their shoulders.

Sheng Wang held his cell phone and typed quickly, his joints were slightly red.

"Who are you chatting with so much?" Jiang Tian glanced at him, pulled his hand out of his pocket and grabbed his fingertips, feeling that he had grabbed the ice peel snack.

Because of the snow, there was no one outside the West Gate. Sheng Wang took the opportunity to put the back of his hand on his palm, covered it for a while and then turned it over again, then rubbed his fingertips and continued to type.

After posting that sentence, he raised his eyes and said, "Ask Chili something."

Xuemo rolled down from his eyelashes, Jiang Tian bent his finger and asked, "What's the matter?"

Just as Sheng Wang was about to speak, the screen of his phone lit up. He pinched his finger joints, and after a few seconds he lowered his eyes to unlock it, he saw a sentence in the WeChat chat box.

Chili: I saw it, it was on the day of the Art Festival.

really.

Sheng Wang thought.

He looked at Jiang Tian and froze in the snow, and didn't know how to go back for a while. Just as he was hanging his fingers and pondering the words, La Jiao said another sentence.

She said: I didn't tell anyone.

She said: Don't worry.

Sheng Wang was stunned for a long time, and suddenly bent his eyebrows.

This is the first person who made a straightforward statement. He was actually on his side and Jiang Tian. It was a bit unexpected, but it seemed reasonable to put it on La Jiao.

A friend actually couldn't represent anything or solve anything. But he still briefly swept away the clouds and let them breathe a few breaths in relaxation.

So the winter vacation came like this.

The winter vacation of the affiliated high school is neither long nor short. From the 25th day of the twelfth lunar month to the 5th day of the Chinese New Year, it avoided the two peak periods before and after, and barely made up ten days. Before the holiday, the school held a brief mobilization, which was very simple - the end of the winter vacation is in early February, which is exactly one month away from the junior college entrance examination in early March.

The so-called junior college entrance examination is to complete the remaining subjects outside the elective exam in one go. Physics and chemistry students like Sheng Wang Jiangtian need to take the exam are history, geography and politics students. According to the scores, you can add 1 point to the college entrance examination by taking one A and 5 points to the four A.

Candidates who fail the junior college entrance examination are not qualified to take the formal college entrance examination, so all universities attach great importance to it.

According to the tradition of the affiliated high school, the school will stop the main course and focus on these four subjects and review for one month. According to the tradition of Class A, there is only one requirement: all A.

It’s not as much as possible, it’s a must. Whoever misses one will be embarrassing.

Therefore, Shengwang's winter vacation homework has added a stack of historical, geography and political students' papers, which is a kind of warm-up. If it were put in the past, he would definitely finish the homework a few days before the holiday, but this time it was an exception.

At the beginning of the winter vacation, he became "busy in official business" and often sat cross-legged on the windowsill of Jiang Tian's bedroom, and his mobile phone was buzzing. Jiang Tian was rushing to the courseware of Brother Chu's tutoring class for the first two days, and he didn't have time to stare at it. When the courseware was over, he looked up and he no longer knew where he was going.
To be continued...