With You

(No.119—No.128)

No.119

Hearing the melody in the earphone scratched by the next get out of class bell, I began to pack my schoolbag silently.

The parents of Hou Anxious have already entered the house one after another. Many students greeted their hall before they finished packing, and it happened that the parents recognized their seats.

I felt a hand gently covering my shoulder, turned my face, and saw Aunt Qi's gentle smile.

I took off the earphones and grinned at her barely. Just about to say "Aunt Qi", I caught a glimpse of Yu Huai who was curious.

Call mom? Flatly unable to open his mouth.

When I was so embarrassed, Aunt Qi patted me on the shoulder and said, "Geng Geng, is this your tablemate?"

Yu Huai stood at attention: "Hello Auntie, my name is Yu Huai."

Aunt Qi smiled and said, "I thought you Zhenhua were all little nerds with glasses. I didn't expect that there would be such an energetic young man."

I rely on. Yu Huai's face that couldn't even see his eyes made me want to kick it.

At this moment, Zhang Ping walked in the door, Yu Huai stared at the podium blankly, and said gently: "I rely on..."

Perhaps because Aunt Qi was next to him, he suddenly shut up in the middle of speaking. The word "Kao" was only pronounced with K, which made me dumbfounded.

I looked up and saw Zhang Ping in front of the podium wearing a white shirt and tie. The tie seemed a bit tight, and he kept loosening his neckline, alive as a real estate agent who had just entered the city from the countryside.

Yu Huai and I looked at each other and couldn't hold back anymore, and laughed together.

Aunt Qi was a little stunned by our laugh, but helplessly and forgivingly, she reached out her hand to help me hold the broken hair behind her ears. When her hand touched me, I unexpectedly didn't feel very disgusted.

"What are you laughing at, fangs and claws in the classroom!"

The tone was a bit blame. I was taken aback and dared not to laugh any more. I looked up and saw a middle-aged woman with short hair.

No.120

Yu Huai frowned quickly.

"Mom!" He stopped laughing, nodded to his mother, and then lowered his head to continue packing his schoolbag.

It turned out to be Yu Huai his mother. I was a little nervous right away-I don't know what I was nervous about.

Yu Huai his mother seemed to be used to Yu Huai's impatient attitude. She also frowned briefly, but didn't say anything. Her eyes quickly shifted to me and Aunt Qi.

"Hello Auntie!" I tried to laugh normally, "I am Yu Huai's tablemate, my name is Geng Geng, this is..."

Suddenly I didn't know how to introduce Aunt Qi, and my brain went blank for a moment.

It was Aunt Qi who took the conversation by herself: "Hello, eldest sister, I am a colleague of Geng Geng's father. Her parents can't come because of things, so entrust me to come over and hold a parent conference."

I felt relieved and couldn't help but glance at Aunt Qi, who happened to look over, with a smile in her eyes.

I lowered my head.

Yu Huai's mother grinned reluctantly: "Oh, hello. So this is Geng Geng. When Yu Huai mentioned it before, I thought it was a little boy by the name."

"I just said that, I didn't expect Yu Huai to study so well and to be so energetic, different from those particularly weak little boys. This kid is very polite and attractive."

Mother Yu Huai and Aunt Qi stood on the side of the aisle and chatted.

Yu Huai was still packing his schoolbag with a sullen face, but when he heard Aunt Qi's words, the corners of his mouth bend suspiciously.

"She's just being polite." I said softly.

Yu Huai glanced over fiercely: "That's also a place where I can be polite, Xiaoye, some people can't be polite to let others be polite!"

After Yu Huai finished speaking, Zhang Ping made a stubborn stance toward Zhang Ping, who was still stretching his neck and nervous.

I stared at Zhang Ping blankly for a long time, and I have to admit that Zhang Ping played too much, and there is not much room for politeness.

I can feel Yu Huai's mother looking up at me, but when she turns her head, she looks away.

No.121

Yu Huai and I picked up our school bags and prepared to leave the classroom. The parents were almost there, Xu Yanliang and Han Xu began to distribute test rankings around the table.

The thick snow-white report card in Han Xu's hand made my heart sink suddenly.

"Are you going home or staying here until I finish the parent meeting?" Yu Huai's mother stopped him.

"Go home." Yu Huai walked out without looking back.

Yu Huai's mother widened her eyes and wanted to say something, but when she glanced at me, she was standing aside like a second stunned child, and swallowed again.

"Aunt Qi, then I will go home...thank you."

Aunt Qi nodded at me with a smile. Seeing that Han Xu's report card was about to be sent to our row, my heart was full, and I turned around and ran.

I went around in a big circle, ran to the podium and passed by Zhang Ping, and said quietly, "Don't be nervous, take the challenge calmly."

Zhang Ping was stunned for a moment, and nodded at me as if he was serious, and was accidentally strangled by his neck tie, and quickly lifted his right hand to loosen it.

"But please don't dress like this next time."

Let me add a sentence.

Zhang Ping's face flushed.

"Thank you. I will give you a good "praise" in the parent meeting in a while." He threatened with a smile "hehe", and he returned to the usual happy rural youth, not at all like a novice trying to sell a house to others. Intermediary. I was sure in my heart, and then turned and slipped through the front door.

I hope parents like Zhang Ping.

I know that adults look at problems from a completely different perspective than mine. Teachers who have a better relationship with students, in their eyes, are "unstable" and "unreliable", especially when Zhang Ping is so young, people like my mother can't wait to transfer me when they hear about his qualifications. I think at least half of the parents in the class think so.

But I hope Zhang Ping can be loved by his parents and can always take us to the third year of high school. No matter how black the senior year is, it will become a little brighter against Zhang Ping with such dark skin?

"What did you say to the supervisor?"

As soon as I ran to the door, I saw Yu Huai on the opposite side, standing with his back against the wall, his face darker than Zhang Ping.

No.122

"What's wrong with you? Didn't you go home?"

"I can't go home yet."

"Something?"

Yu Huai didn't say anything, and didn't know what he was upset with, so he glanced at me, turned and left. The schoolbag swayed behind his ass, in the noisy corridor, for some reason, this rhythm was especially clear in my ears.

I catch up.

"what happened to you?"

"What's so cool!"

"Where did you learn this cool set of actions? Just glance at someone and turn around and leave. What does it mean? "Little girl, keep up"?"

I chattered endlessly behind Yu Huai's ass, and he ignored me until he heard these words, he turned around, and looked at me condescendingly with disgust.

"Little girl? Just you?"

"What kind of pot goes with what lid, you guys can only take a chick like me around the world."

Honestly, good job and shameless are so calm.

As soon as Yu Huai's stink face loosened, we all noticed β dangling around like a wandering soul.

"Are you waiting for simplicity?" I asked.

"Wait." β's eyes were blank.

"Then you wait for your parents?"

"My parents didn't come."

"why?"

β looked at me faintly: "Because I didn't notify my parents to hold a parent conference today."

Yu Huai asked inexplicably: "Why?"

I glanced sideways at Yu Huai. This two is missing.

Beta scores are estimated to be in the bottom five in class five, especially in mathematics. I can't wait to only take a fraction of Yu Huai.

"Then what do you do?" I looked at her anxiously.

β also turned his head, his eyes finally no longer empty: "Geng Geng, do you know where the talent market is closest to the school?"

I shook my head, and Yu Huai became more interested: "Why are you looking for the talent market?"

β has a serious face: "I want to hire myself a dad."

No.123

I sat side by side with Yu Huai on the balcony of the administrative district.

The administrative district never turned on the lights at night, and we sat in the darker and thicker, backed by the same huge piece of glass. The sound image of the boiling people in the teaching area was stuffed in a big pot, only a little burst of bubbles could be heard.

The winter in the north finally came vigorously.

During the day, I didn't seem to have done anything. I buried my head in front of the paper and frowned, and suddenly raised my head. The outside was already a blue-gray color, and people would sometimes be in a daze. Where did the time go?

The unit of measurement of time has always changed. For Yu Huai, a day’s time may be a small physics workbook, hundreds of multiple-choice questions, or dozens of new words-but for me, it is a painful struggle. After that, the gap in the brain that has not been filled; it is the depression of no achievements during sunrise and sunset.

So whenever I find that the night is falling without warning, there will always be a panic from the bottom of my heart. It can't be eliminated for a while, and it becomes hypocritical again. At that moment, I wanted to catch someone next to me--but I don't think Yu Huai would understand me.

Unfortunately, I am the most unhappy kind of person in the world. I am incapable, but motivated; I have no talent but dreams; the harder I work, the more sad.

In every day when I did nothing and didn't make any progress, time went a little bit forward, and then left me where I was.

Day after day, I was left further and further by the world.

How could Yu Huai understand? He is a man who walks faster than time.

No.124

"What's wrong with you?" After thinking about it, I still asked.

Yu Huai said not to wait for his mother, but he still did not go home. From the moment he saw his mother, something went wrong with him. I want to know the reason.

Of course I said to go home and still sit here, but my reason is very simple.

because of him.

"nothing."

I guessed this answer, and I am not disappointed. After all, it is someone else's family affair. If Yu Huai asked me who Aunt Qi is at this moment, I think I would not hesitate to tell him an answer casually.

"I'm just annoying my mother."

My image of being considerate and tolerant was suddenly destroyed by his confession.

"You are adolescence." I said earnestly.

"No." He denied it very firmly, but didn't mean to deliberately challenge me.

So I don't know what to say. In order to persuade his emotions, it is not my good point to praise a middle-aged woman who I don’t know at all. Besides, I don’t feel very comfortable when I think of his mother’s thoughtless "What are you laughing at?" .

Forget it, there are still a lot of bad things in my family.

So neither of us has anything to say. Just sitting side by side like this, listening to the sound in the teaching area diminishing, leaving only a light from a distance.

Suddenly my heart became very peaceful.

I think of Aunt Qi.