Chapter 87: That surrogate white moonlight
Yan Zhi and Gu Zhian have been in a cold war for a week.
In the morning, Yan Zhi woke up 20 minutes earlier than Gu Zhian. When she packed up and went out, Gu Zhian just woke up.
Lunch and dinner, because the nap was cancelled after the sports meeting, in order to save time, both of them ate in the school cafeteria.
As for going home late for self-study, and from different classes, as long as you make an excuse, the time can easily be staggered.
- This also led to the fact that after a whole week, when they had dinner together at home on Saturday night, Father Gu found that the two of them had no communication at the dinner table, and he didn't feel that something was wrong.
He smiled and broke the silence,
"Zhi An, Yan Zhi, why didn't you speak today, did the exam results come out and didn't meet your psychological expectations?"
Gu Zhian took a chicken wing and ate with his head down, without saying a word.
"No."
Yan Zhi lightly curved her lips, "It's just that I'm about to recruit myself recently, so I'm a little busy."
She stood up and said in a natural tone, "I'm done eating."
"I'm going out for a walk."
......
Mother Yan frowned and looked at her daughter's back. She wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't say it. I ordered,
"Come back sooner."
"I know."
The girl put on her shoes, took her keys and wallet, and closed the door with a crisp sound, leaving three people who were silent for a long time.
After a while, Mother Yan sighed and spoke softly,
"An An, what happened?"
"nothing."
"You are now in your third year of high school, when you are under a lot of psychological pressure. If there is anything you shouldn't hide in your heart, tell your mother that she has come here and has experience in everything."
"It's really nothing."
"An An..."
"I said nothing!"
Gu Zhian put the bowl down, stood up, and there was still grievance in his tone,
"Why every time something happens, you only ask me and not Yan Zhi. Am I a prisoner?"
Mother Yan sat in the chair, a little stunned.
The girl walked to the door with a firm tone.
"I'm done eating, and I'm going out for a walk too."
Before the two parents could react, the door slammed shut.
Father Gu never had time to speak, but now he was finally woken up by the crisp sound of the door, he slammed on the table,
"What kind of attitude is this! When she comes back, see if I don't teach her a good lesson!"
"...Forget it, it's the third year of high school. The teachers at the parent-teacher conference have said before that children are under great pressure. As parents, we should be more considerate and considerate of them."
......
In fact, going out for a walk after dinner on weekends has always been a habit of Yan Zhi.
Gu Zhian did not.
And the source of this habit is quite self-respecting.
At that time, when they were in junior high school, Yan Zhi and Gu Zhian didn't usually eat dinner at home. Only on weekends would they have a good meal at home when they didn't have to go to self-study at night.
After dinner, the family sat in front of the TV, eating fruit and watching TV. Gu Zhian and the others always had endless topics to talk about, laughing and laughing, and they were very harmonious.
At the beginning, Yan Zhi was still young, and he didn't have such a big rebellious mentality, and he also wanted to join them.
But Gu Zhi'an was a man who couldn't hide his words, was outspoken, and was even less restrained in front of his family. He would say what he thought of in a direct and enthusiastic manner, often interrupting Yan Zhi's topic halfway through.
She is so eloquent that parents are easily attracted by the content of the little daughter, and they will inevitably ignore Yan Zhi.
Yan Zhi is not a saint, and his heart is not as gentle and generous as he appears.
Many times, she still thinks about it in her heart, will be unwilling, and will be very aggrieved.
This happened more often, and she felt a little awkward.
One day, when Gu Zhian was halfway through speaking, he suddenly felt revengeful, so he found a space to directly insert the topic, raised his voice slightly, very excited,
"By the way, do you know that the corruption of our dean has been confirmed. They said that he would be imprisoned for several years."
She looked excited, looking like she wanted to talk for a long time.
The mother smiled, in a casual tone,
"Okay, Yan Zhi, don't interrupt An An, let her finish first. An An, what did you say before?"
"I just wanted to talk about our dean. Mom, you don't know, it's a terrible mess! I heard that the police came to the school office to search, and many people gathered around to see it, but they were all driven back by the teacher."
"Really, I remember that your dean seems to be quite young, her surname is Yan..."
......
- How did you feel at that time?
It's not grievance, nor is it uncomfortable.
Just a little embarrassing.
It was as if he stuck it up, but was pulled away as a joke at the end, and then left an unconcerned back figure for himself—the kind of embarrassment like a clown jumping on the beam.
Yan Zhi suddenly stood up, "I seem to have eaten too much tonight. I want to go out for a walk."
The family turned to look at her in surprise.
Father Gu seemed to feel something, "That, Yan Zhi..."
She ignored it, turned around to the door, and left.
The door was gently closed, cutting off a room of silence and stunned.
That night, she was sitting on a park bench, watching a group of aunties dance the square, and the cool night breeze blew through her head, and she suddenly figured out a lot of things.
In this world, fate is mutual.
You have a relationship with her, but maybe she doesn't have a relationship with you.
Like the sun, earth, moon.
In the eyes of the moon, the earth is the most important existence. It turns and turns, and it always revolves around it.
But for the earth, it also has many colleagues such as Jupiter, Mars, etc., and it also revolves around the sun.
The moon may be unique, it may have feelings, but it is not that important.
Nor is it obligated to treat the moon specially.
like mother.
She gave birth to you, raised you, and made you grow up. This is a legal responsibility. She did not shirk the responsibility, and she fulfilled it very seriously.
Then those illusory love and care, whether she gives or not, is her own business.
You are not entitled to blame. There is no reason to be aggrieved. There is no need to be sad.
Yan Zhi stood up.
Go home quietly.
That night, the mother may have realized something, it is difficult to get her room to talk to her.
Her tone was very gentle, she said, citrus citrus, don't worry about it, mother's love for you and Zhi'an is the same, but Zhi'an is a younger sister, and she has no mother since she was a child. She is young and needs more love from us. Let a little.
She said, citrus citrus, you have followed your mother to such a big age, you can see your mother's hard work, you are a sensible child, be more considerate of your mother, okay.
Yan Zhi nodded obediently,
"Well, mom, don't worry. In fact, I really just want to go out to digest food after eating too much. There is no other meaning. Don't think too much."
"Okay, if you're so sensible, mom can rest assured."
......
Since that day, Yan Zhi has completely turned into a gentle and well-behaved child.
Even if there is grievance and resentment, he can quickly adjust himself and then smile.
she knows,
In this world, nothing can go wrong.
......
As soon as Yan Zhi went out, the phone began to vibrate.
Definitely Huo Xingchao.
she picks up,
"Hey."
"Yan Zhi, see you at the secret base!"
"...How can we have a secret base?"
"It's the square dancing place in front of your house. By the way, when you come, bring me a cup of milk tea, chocolate, whatever flavor you want."
Then the call was hung up.
Yan Zhi stood at the door of the milk tea shop, a little hesitant.
Any flavor, but chocolate?
......
When Yan Zhi finally arrived, he was carrying two cups of milk tea.
A cup of chocolate milk cap, a cup of chocolate cocoa, held up in front of him,
"Which cup do you want?"
Huo Xingchao blinked and looked at her for a while, with a serious expression,
"Yan Zhi, are you red?"
Come red. Huo Xingchao's professional term.
Commonly known as the menstrual period.
Yan Zhi was stunned,
"How, how do you know?"
"I count."
As soon as he smoked, he took away the two cups of milk tea in her hand, with a dashing tone,
"Since it's red, don't drink it, milk tea kills eggs."
"..."
Yan Zhi was speechless, "Did you read some messy WeChat feeds again? Who told you that milk tea killed eggs?"
"This kind of thing, I would rather believe it, not believe it, anyway, even if it doesn't kill eggs, it will cause cancer, you'd better drink less."
Yan Zhi felt incredible,
"Then why do you still drink? You are a fencer, can you eat so unhealthy?"
"I'm in good health, and I don't drink it every day."
Yan Zhi endured it, but still couldn't hold back, choking him,
"Then it's said on the Internet that Coke kills sperm, you don't drink it as often!"
The boy glanced at her with disgust on his face,
"Yan Zhi, have you ever studied biology? Do you know how many billion sperm a man can produce every day? You only have one egg a month, so don't take good care of it."
"..."
Yan Zhi felt that she was about to be mad at him.