Chapter 79: That surrogate white moonlight

Chapter 79: That surrogate white moonlight

Early dawn in summer.

Before seven o'clock, the sun gradually rose outside the window, and there was already a little hot and sultry feeling.

The climate in the south is actually very annoying. It is cold in winter and hot and humid in summer. Whether it is hot or cold, it seems to have a layer of water vapor attached to the skin, which makes people very uncomfortable.

Huo Xingchao stayed in the north for several years, and even after returning to Huaicheng and studying in high school for more than two years, he still could not adapt to the bad subtropical monsoon climate.

He threw his schoolbag in the first row, and as soon as he sat down, he handed the breakfast in his hand to Yan Zhi at the back table.

In fact, this supplementary class is mainly aimed at top students. It is reasonable to say that a scumbag like Huo Xingchao should not and can't come in.

However, due to some kind of unspeakable relationship, their head teacher "took care" of Huo Xingchao very much, so he put him in too.

The position of the make-up class is not fixed, you can sit anywhere, but Huo Xing is tall and sitting in the middle of the front row is not suitable.

Sitting in the last row, the dwarf Yan Zhi, who was being led by him, couldn't see the blackboard again.

So he picked around and picked the position closest to the door in the first row.

Not facing the blackboard is another point of visual neglect of the teacher. No one cares about him when he sleeps in class.

As for Yan Zhi, Huo Xingchao forced her to come to this supplementary class.

In fact, for her, it doesn't matter where she sits, she doesn't attend classes anyway, she just finds a place to do exercises.

- But he couldn't stand Huo Da Lao's love for the people.

Can only follow to pick the seat behind him.

At this moment, Yan Zhi was staring at the French baguettes across the two tables and a 1.5L pot of soy milk next to him, dazed.

"Didn't you say eat spring rolls?"

"What can I do when it's sold out."

The boy also looked a little depressed, "What a broken school, class starts at 6:30, no wonder a school's dwarfs are trained."

There are not many breakfast shops selling spring rolls, but there is one on the west side of the school. The other one is in the Xincheng District. It is a 20-minute drive away, and it takes 40 minutes to go back and forth, which is definitely too late.

Compared to letting Yan Zhi wait for him hungry, Huo Xingchao chose to go to the cake shop to pick up two things.

"Today, you can eat the buns first. Tomorrow, the young master will pay you ten spring rolls."

Looking at this long "small bread", Yan Zhi was silent for a while, and after a long time, he finally spit out a sigh,

"I, He Dehe, can let you invite me for breakfast for two weeks."

It was almost half past six, and students came in one after another, yawning and carrying breakfast, but after walking for a while, they returned in surprise.

"Yan Zhi, are you going on a spring outing?"

Then Huo Xing in the front row glared at him, touched his nose and slipped away angrily.

......

This baguette is really arrogant. If it wasn't for the innocent eyes of the boy, Yan Zhi would have thought he was playing a prank.

But even so, she was still very puzzled and asked him,

"Which bakery did you find such a long bar?"

Ordinary bakeries wouldn't bother to make such impractical bread.

"What about you?"

Huo Xing replied to her in a stern manner, "Just eat what you have."

"I can't finish it."

"If you can't finish it, throw it away, who told you to finish it all."

"...you're a waste."

"What's the matter, or you donate it?"

The boy patted her on the head with the notebook, "Don't disturb my study, you can eat it quickly."

"What about this soy milk? I didn't bring a cup today."

A 1.5L pot of soy milk can never be poured directly into your mouth.

Huo Xingchao frowned and glanced at her, as if he was thinking about why he couldn't pour it directly into his mouth. After watching for a long time, he was finally defeated by the innocent eyes of the girl.

He stood up and walked out, muttering with disgust,

"Yan Zhi, why are you such a mother-in-law?"

...then she's a girl, and she doesn't have the qualifications for a mother?

Yan Zhi sighed, not knowing what he was doing again.

Had to tear open the baguette wrapping paper heavily and eat it bit by bit.

The next tablemate is Huo Xingchao's friend, and he has always known their relationship. Now that Mr. Huo was out, he came over curiously and looked at the exaggerated bread in her hand with a very rare expression.

"Yan Zhi, is this delicious? What does it taste like?"

"The taste of the ten-mile long march."

"..."

When Kankan was in class, Huo Xingchao finally came back and threw her an unopened cup, very proud.

"Here, drink upside down."

Yan Zhi was silent for a while, and asked him with the last hope, "Did you get it at home?"

"Are you stupid, the supermarket is downstairs, what are you going to do with a cup at home?"

Huo Xingchao looked at her with a foolish look.

Yan Zhi looked at the brand new cup. The label on the cup had not been torn off. The price was 65. It was still a thermos cup.

She paused and looked back with the eyes of a fool.

"Looking at it like that, you want to rebel, don't you?"

"No, just how to say..."

She paused, her tone was strange,

"Poverty limits my imagination."

"..."

This week, the supplementary classes are Chinese and English. The two adjacent classrooms are taught alternately by the two teachers. You can go to which classroom you like.

Because there is no difference between the two subjects, liberal arts and sciences, all the senior high school students are mixed.

After Yan Zhi finished breakfast, he folded the remaining bread and stuffed it into the desk. When he looked up, he saw Gu Zhian at the door of the classroom.

She was carrying a bag and ran in on the bell of the class.

The girl found Yan Zhi, her eyes lit up, she ran over excitedly, and chased away the tablemate beside Yan Zhi.

"Helian, move your seat back."

As for Huo Xingchao, because he was lying on the table and sleeping, he drew the curtains to block the light, so from Gu Zhian's point of view, he was not seen for the time being.

It wasn't until after she sat down that she noticed the familiar back figure in the front right, and her giggling expression immediately subsided.

With a gentle tone, he asked Yan Zhi obediently,

"Sister, do you still have anything to eat?"

Gu Zhi'an and Yan Zhi are the same age, just a few months younger than her, and rarely call her sister.

This should be the first time this year except for visiting relatives during the New Year.

The language teacher walked in with a stack of test papers, Yan Zhi lowered her voice,

"You didn't have breakfast?"

"No, Dad sleeps late and doesn't burn me."

Yan Zhi was a little depressed, and took out the two hundred yuan in his pocket, "Give me two pieces of paper and send me away."

.....

The pocket money of the two sisters in the family was distributed by Father Gu together.

Gu Zhian used money quickly, often running out in the middle of the month, and pestering his parents to ask for money. But if the two children in the family always promised Gu Zhian, it would be unfair to Yan Zhi.

So she is often subsidized in this way.

Yan Zhi actually finds it quite boring sometimes.

In her heart, although she is also called Father Gu, but the distinction is very clear.

Father Gu's money is his money, the money he gives to "his" wife and daughter, and it has nothing to do with him.

Yan Zhi really felt no need for such a tactful subsidy method.

Yan Zhi has a secret ledger.

Since the third grade of elementary school, my mother refused to let her learn the piano because the family wanted to buy a house.

It clearly lists the money she has spent over the years.

As big as the monthly pocket money, the installation fee, as small as the approximate price of each package of napkins used and each dish eaten.

She remembered it for eleven years.

She remembered that summer when her mother brought her back from the piano teacher's house.

Mom was still riding a battery car, and the scorching wind blew her ears, bringing her rare gentle words,

"Zizhi, the family wants to buy a house, and I owe a lot of debts. I'm nervous about money. Can you stop your piano for a while?"

Xiaoyan Zhi was stunned for a while, then tightened the corner of her mother's clothes,

"No, Dad, doesn't he give you money every month?"

During the divorce, my father hugged her and said to her, citrus citrus, don’t feel wronged when you go to your new home, my father will give my mother money every month, and you can ask your mother for anything you want, just like before. , okay.

She wants to learn piano.

But my mother's voice was gentle and stern,

"In addition to learning the piano, you also have to eat, go to school, and wear clothes. All these require money. Zhizhi, you are obedient. When the family pays off the debt, my mother will buy you a piano."

That's why Gu Zhian can still continue to learn to draw.

—How can you pay for Zhian to learn to draw?

Oh, she got it.

Xiaoyan Zhi lowered her head. That night, she secretly called her father for the first time.

The moment she heard her father's voice, she couldn't help crying. She said when will you come to see me, father.

She said Dad, do you have money, Mom has no money, but I still want to learn the piano.

The next day, her mother beat her.

That was the first time Yan Zhi saw her mother look so angry.

"I'm short of your food or your clothes. You have to call the man like a beggar and ask for money! Yan Zhi, let me tell you, if you dislike me being poor, go to your father's place, and don't do it in the future. Treat me like a mother!"

Yan Zhi hugged herself and huddled in the corner.

The broom slapped on her body and it was very painful. She cried and said, "I'm sorry mom, but I don't dare, and I won't dare again in the future."

......

She really doesn't understand.

When she was very young, when her family was just divorced, she asked her grandmother why her parents were separated.

Grandma said, citrus citrus, your father cheated, he didn't want you and your mother for other women, he became very bad. Your mother is only you. When you grow up, you have to be good to your mother.

She was so young back then, she didn't know what cheating was.

She was just thinking that her father had not changed, he was still very kind to herself, he would visit her secretly and bring her delicious food and fun. She wanted to learn the piano, but her father secretly took her to find a teacher and asked her to learn.

But they all said, Dad is a bad guy, he doesn't want you anymore. You only have your mother, you have to listen to your mother.

Yan Zhi will always remember the fragility and pain in her mother's eyes at that time, the burning pain of the broom hitting her body, and the hot tears that fell on her body as she hugged her.

Strangely, at that time, what surged in her heart was not distress for her mother, but anger.

I'll give it back to you, she thought.

No matter it's my father or my mother, I will give you back as much as I use you.

There is no one who truly loves her in this world.

Except for herself.

When Huo Xingchao appeared, it was also a summer.

Like a scorching flame, it burned to her side regardless, igniting the only warmth left in her heart.

He is fierce to everyone, only good to her.

He would run a few streets to buy her painkillers when she had a stomachache, and he would follow her step by step during the 800-meter test to encourage her to run forward.

It was always like this, laughing and making noises, sitting in front of her regardless of her opinion, desperately encouraging everyone to pull her into the water when selecting class cadres, telling the same ghost story to harass different people, but telling her bad jokes every time.

At the beginning, they knew each other inexplicably, but they pretended to be familiar as if they were small. He always admits his mistakes willingly, regardless of whether it has nothing to do with him, he takes care of everything, and is self-righteous.

But he was just like this, he broke into her whole panic and anxiety, and became the only white cloud in the sky that could give her a little warmth.

"You just need to walk forward proudly without any scruples. When you are unhappy, you can directly shake your face. If you are wronged, you will take revenge. It doesn't matter if everyone's attention, it doesn't matter if there are rumors, you are Yan Zhi. I Just know that you are happy."

......

Yan Zhi pressed the table tightly, covering the long bread and soy milk inside, and lowered her eyes.

"Neither did I, but the Chinese teacher asked us to read the test paper in the first class. After she has sent out the test paper, you can sneak out to the supermarket to buy something to eat."

"Oh, well, that's all it can do."

......

If, if it is destined to be a sad ending in the future, then, at least in the long life after the ending, there are still some good memories for me.