The sparse lights divided the light and darkness in the yard. Jiang Tian stood in that shadow, very tall, with the neat outline unique to a young man, but not too thin. He carried his schoolbag on one shoulder, his thumb hooked on the black bag strap, and kept turning his head to look elsewhere.

It was not until Sheng Mingyang pulled his son over that he turned around and then he looked like he had eaten rotten rice.

Seeing that the other party was so unhappy, Sheng Wang felt a little happy.

"Blame me, as an elder, I'm really dereliction of duty. I actually realized that Xiaotian is also in the second year of high school in the affiliated high school. You two are in the same class!" Sheng Mingyang hugged his son's shoulder and took a step forward with Sheng Wang who was trying to pin it to the spot: "So, you have seen him during the day today?"

He was not interacting with his own son enough, so he had to look up at Jiang Tian, ​​as if Jiang Tian would answer him.

Of course Jiang Tian ignored him.

In a moment, Jiang Tian had already stopped his expression and returned to his cold face. Looking at Sheng Wang's appearance, he looked like he was looking at a stranger.

"Xiaotian." Someone called out softly.

Hearing the gentle voice of the woman, Sheng Wang remembered that besides Jiang Tian, ​​there was actually a more important person present--

Jiang Ou stood beside her son, dressed in a simple and light manner, which was very different from her imagined style. She was tall among women, but she was still much shorter than Jiang Tian. This contrast made her look unaggressive and even showed a weak sense of intimacy.

She pulled her son's arm and said softly, "Xiaotian? Uncle Sheng asked you, you and Xiaowang are classmates, have you seen them?"

Jiang Tian turned his head and frowned quickly. The expression of that moment was filled with instinctive impatientness and resistance. But he finally couldn't resist the gaze of his mother. He turned back after a moment of stalemate, and threw a cold and cold sentence: "I slept for a day, but I didn't pay attention."

Sheng Wangxin said fart, you liar.

If this statement continues, it will only become more irritating. Sheng Mingyang will come out in time to smooth things over.

He laughed and said, "I didn't remember too much of my face when I was a classmate on the first day. It's normal. I will get along with each other after a long time. I'll get along with you later. It's a long time to go."

Jiang Tian looked at him expressionlessly, slid his thumb on the bag belt, and lifted the bag up. That posture seemed to be about to take a step away in the next second.

Sure enough, he opened his mouth and whispered, "I'll---"

"Can you finish the meal with your mother first?" Jiang Ou's voice was gentle and cautious, and it sounded almost like a pleading.

Jiang Tian: "..."

Sheng Wang seemed to see the soul under this man's skin struggled violently for a few times, and then lay back in a grievance.

He was a little gloating when watching the fun, but he couldn't be happy the next second because Jiang Ou had dealt with his son and turned around and smiled at him.

This was the first time Sheng Wang saw the woman's face clearly. When she smiled, he suddenly realized that the other person looked five points similar to his mother.

Maybe the light blurs the lines and outlines, or maybe there is a shallow dimples at the corner of your mouth.

Or maybe it’s been too long, no matter how he consolidates it, the people in his memory fade irreversibly, and they are no longer so clear, and they even begin to gradually overlap with a stranger...

"Xiao Wang?" Jiang Ou called him uncertainly.

Sheng Wang was stunned for a moment and came to his senses. He suddenly lost his mood to treat him perfunctorily and muttered: "Dad, I have stomachache, so I'll go upstairs first."

"Hey, don't run away, what about supper?" Sheng Mingyang wanted to pull him but couldn't hold him in, "Didn't you agree that you won't give your father any face?"

Sheng Wang carried his schoolbag into the door and said without looking back: "Your son took the exam tomorrow, and he hadn't learned any five courses. I have no time to eat."

The aunt at home handed her slippers, and he pulled her upstairs. When he walked to the corner, he couldn't help but look out the window. They were still in the yard downstairs, and Sheng Mingyang was talking to Jiang Ou.

It's nothing more than explaining how his son is so angry that he is. Just joke around and don't take it to heart.

Jiang Tian was still grabbed by his mother and couldn't walk away. He stood indifferently in the dark, holding the phone in his spare hand, and sliding down his head to the screen.

After sliding a few times, he seemed to have noticed something and suddenly looked up at the upstairs.

Sheng Wang was shocked, turned around and left.

He hung a sign "No knocking on the door" on the handle, locked the room, stuffed his headphones and turned the music louder, so that even thunder was heard outside, so he sat down.

The new textbooks were lined up on the table, and he nestled in a chair and turned his pen.

The screen of the phone that was placed next to him lit up and then lit up. He saved up several times before reaching out to unlock it.

The person who sent him a WeChat message was a deskmate who was in a school. He was not very good at taking the exam but was very righteous and was born with a heroic temperament. Sheng Wang often felt that he was not here to go to school, but to Liangshan. From high school to high school, he had a friendship with him as long as he was a living person.

Star anise crab:

The math, physics and chemistry test for the final exam for the second year of high school? What do you want this? You guys aren't that... I started previewing just after the summer vacation?

Star anise crab:

Not right, why do you want the final exam for preview?

Star anise crab:

Boss? Please reply to me.

Star anise crab:

Brother Sheng?

Star anise crab:

Class monitor! OK, you won’t see the news if you don’t send the test paper picture.

Sheng Wang turned his pen and poked the words with one hand—

Canned:

I just saw it.

Star anise crab:

Pretend, you pretend again. You are just lazy, and it will be difficult to make a few more words. Each time you save a few messages and reply.

Star anise crab:

Look, it started to accumulate again.

Star anise crab:

OK, you have the final say. I'll get the test paper for you, one for each of mathematics, physics and chemistry, right? Why don't you want Chinese and English? Why do you still engage in subject discrimination?

Canned:

You are discriminating, and you can do so much in one night, and you have to know how to choose.

Star anise crab:

What's the thing? What are you doing all night? Isn't you so lazy that you never type if you can make a voice? What's wrong today? You actually typed a few sentences.

Sheng Wang hangs his finger and says "tsk", finally gives up typing, and sends a voice message: "Because I just came to this unlucky school today, and I will have a weekly exam tomorrow. I will take all the contents of the first semester of my second year of high school. If I don't just hold a Buddha's foot, I will have five zombies tomorrow. It's too late to rely on fate, and I can still struggle with the three subjects of mathematics, physics and chemistry."

Star Anise Crab replied to his eight black question mark emoticons, and then passed three papers without saying a word, with a voice.

"No, I didn't understand. You can't struggle with one test piece at a time, right? It's impossible for people to take the original questions on these test papers."

Sheng Wang: "Who told you that I want to do the test paper?"

Star anise crab: "What are you going to do?"

Sheng Wang: "The key points are based on the score ratio according to the test paper. The questions vary greatly from province to province, but the key points are still a bit similar. Let's see which modules have the highest scores. Let's hold them together tonight, and the cost-effectiveness is higher."

Star anise crab: "Can this still happen?"

Sheng Wang: "Everyone said it, struggling to death."

Star anise crab: "What else do you do?"

Sheng Wang: "Faith depends."

After replying to this sentence, the young master suddenly felt sad. He had been in the world for 16 and a half years, and he had a day to take the exam.

He thought about it and asked Crab again: "What is the formula for the question?"

Star anise crab: "Hey, wait, I've recorded it on the first page of the notes, I'll take it for you. Oh my god, and when I saw you using the formula, everyone celebrated together."

At around 12 o'clock in the evening, Sheng Wang finished chemistry and physics. His eyes were a little astringent and a little sour, but what was even more sour was his stomach - he was about to starve to death.

He walked around the room twice and touched three places where he had to store snacks. He didn't find any surplus grain, so he had to open the door.

As expected, a note was posted on the door, which said that there was a washed red pickle in the refrigerator, and the porridge of Matsutake mushrooms and shredded chicken in the kitchen. Don’t eat it at other nights, so it will burn your stomach.

This is left by the aunt at home. Sheng Mingyang often does not live at home, and there is no parent's eye. Sheng Wang's three meals are always irregular. Every time he can't knock on the door, the aunt will keep something suitable for eating in the middle of the night to facilitate him to go downstairs to find food. It gradually became a kind of convention.

With Sheng Mingyang's daily routine, he must have been asleep at this time.

Sheng Wang didn't even drag his slippers, and quietly went downstairs in his socks. As soon as he opened the refrigerator, he put his head in and pulled the food, he heard Sheng Mingyang's low voice coming from the terrace outside the glass.

He was stunned for a moment, and hugged Hong and touched him. Sheng Mingyang was calling someone, holding the phone in one hand and pinching his eyebrows in the other. He looked very sleepy, but his tone was very gentle.

Sheng Mingyang said to the person on the other end of the phone: "I asked about the school dormitory and you can apply only after the school officially starts. Xiaotian wants to live there, I'm afraid he won't be able to do it for the time being."

"Yes, let's live here first."

"Actually, I'm even happier to live here for a long time. The morning after tomorrow, I'll take Xiao Chen to move things for you. You can tell Xiao Tian that the two sides of the yard are symmetrical, each with a bedroom, living room and bathroom. He can just share the kitchen with our two families."

Sheng Wang choked in his throat with a pickle, and his ears were choked red.

He expected that the two of them would soon move in after this meal, but he didn't expect that so quickly that he had three nightmares that night.

Dreaming of being chased by a blank exam paper, being chased by a dog, being chased by Jiang Tian.

The weekly examination schedule of the affiliated high school is quite abnormal. You can take five exams a day, starting from 7 a.m. and going until 9 p.m. The first exam is to take mathematics, maybe to help them wake up.

The invigilator stood in front and counted the papers, divided them into several pieces by group, and asked the students at the first table to pass them back. Gao Tianyang, in the front row, took a paper, handed him the rest, and asked by the way: "What are you planning to do?"
To be continued...