Dreaming of 1988, I have the ability to see ghosts and ghosts

"Feng'er, what did you do with Zhang Chen and the others last Saturday?"

Wang Erming suddenly asked in a low voice.

"Oh, let's practice that thing together, the Chinese Health and Intelligence Exercise. My insomnia was cured by practicing that exercise."

"But, Brother Erming, how did you know?"

I was a little puzzled. Didn't he go home every Saturday night? How did he see us?

"Oh, last Saturday, Hu Shuangyue didn't go home. She said she was shopping with her colleagues and saw you, Wang Fang, and that Zhang Chen, and a little girl she didn't recognize."

Wang Erming replied.

So that's how it is. They work together now, so it's normal for them to communicate with each other.

"But that Zhang Chen looks so greasy and powdered. I've already told you not to associate with him."

Wang Erming added.

"I see, Brother Erming, why do you always dislike him? He is actually quite nice. He was the one who helped me to contact you for the training this time. Otherwise, I don't know if this insomnia can be cured."

I'm speaking well of Zhang Chen.

"It's okay. I heard that this kind of tranquilizing and brain-tonifying liquid is specially used to treat insomnia. I'll buy some and send it to you after I get my salary next month."

Wang Erming continued.

"No, no, I'm already fine. You just started working, so you have to save up your salary. Uncles and aunts are still waiting for you to save money to marry a wife."

Wang Erming has helped my family enough. I don’t want him to spend any more money on me. I have also made up my mind that if I get into college, I will work part-time during the holidays and won’t make my grandma work so hard.

When I talk about Wang Erming getting married, I immediately think of Hu Shuangyue. I really think they are a match made in heaven.

Getting together is a natural thing. If Wang Erming wasn't so hesitant, it would have happened a long time ago. So I asked again.

"Brother Erming, how are you getting along with Sister Shuangyue now? As a boy, you should take the initiative."

Wang Erming was slightly stunned when he heard what I said, but didn't say anything else.

When he arrived at my house, I felt that his face was darker than the bottom of a pot. He did not eat at my house before going back as usual.

Instead, he turned the bike around, said something to his grandmother, and rode away again.

"Feng'er, why is your brother Erming a little unhappy today?"

Noticing that he looked strange, grandma asked me.

"I don't know. He was fine when he picked me up, but his expression changed when we got home."

I said puzzledly.

"Did you say something to offend him on the way?"

My grandma was also very puzzled and began to doubt me.

"No, I didn't say anything?" I was also confused.

The next day, Wang Erming came to my house early again and sent me back to school.

He could have gone to work on Monday morning, but just to see me off, he went back to the dormitory on Sunday night.

That's how I feel.

When Zhang Chen picked me up and dropped me off, he would avoid my classmates and I felt like a thief. But it was different when Wang Erming picked me up and dropped me off. He would always drop me off at the school gate.

All my classmates know that he is my cousin.

During the third month of vacation, Wang Erming sent me back to school early.

During evening self-study, Zhang Chen was the last one to enter the classroom. He kept covering his left eye when he came in, and when he walked to my side, he deliberately tilted his head.

During a break in the evening self-study class, Wang Fang came up to me and whispered to me.

"Liu Feng, your Zhang Chen seems to have had a fight with someone and has bruises on his face."

My heart skipped a beat and I immediately turned around and took a look.

His left eye was so swollen that he could hardly open it, and his originally bright pupils became dull and lifeless.

The area around the eye socket was a shocking purple-red color, and the swelling was so severe that the eye looked like a squeezed grape.

The eyelids were severely swollen, as if they were inflated and slightly raised.

There was still a hint of blood in the corners of his eyes, and tears occasionally slid down his swollen eyes.

The originally clear double eyelids are now covered by swelling, making the eyes look particularly bloated and painful.

The swollen eyes made his face distorted, and the expression of pain was clearly written on his face.

"Zhang Chen, you, you had a fight with someone?"

Looking at his appearance, I felt both distressed and a little bit reproachful.

In school he was handsome and had a bit of a sharp edge, but he wasn't someone who would cause trouble, so why would he fight with others?

"No, no, I just bumped into it accidentally."

He explained hurriedly.

This is obviously a lie. At first glance, it looks like he was beaten.

Seeing that he was unwilling to talk, I didn't want to ask anymore. Wang Fang winked at me and went back to her seat.

After a few days, his eyesight gradually recovered. Wang Fang asked him several times, but he never said who he had fought with.

There was no news of him fighting with anyone in school.

The intense study made me no longer pay attention to who he fought with. We just studied hard and encouraged each other with our own little thoughts.

In this way, we finished the first semester of senior year.

My grades were also disappointing, hovering around the top 10. No matter how hard I tried, it was still the same. I had no choice but to accept my fate. Maybe studying really does require talent.

During the holidays, we still have to make up for the lessons like in previous summer vacations.

This year, the person I feel most guilty about is my grandma. During every holiday before, I was able to do something for her.

If Wang Erming hadn't gone to help regularly, grandma, who is already 79 years old, would have really been unable to cope.

I always advise my grandmother not to do those heavy work, but she always says that she is still in good health.

But now we can only see each other once a month, and on my day off, grandma doesn’t let me do anything and makes a lot of delicious food for me.

I really want time to go by quickly so that I can finish my senior year of high school and spend time with my grandma with peace of mind.

When I was a child, I had simple thoughts. When I grew up, I would do something to supplement the family income so that my grandmother would no longer have to worry about me.

But the reality slapped me in the face. I was so overwhelmed with my studies that I couldn't take care of everything. How could I have the time to make money?

Apart from helping Director Xiao twice and receiving some money from him, I have had no other income.

Thinking of my grandmother's increasingly hunched back, I feel a little ashamed.

Forget it, I'd better study hard and get into a good university. That will be the greatest comfort to grandma.

We had a 7-day holiday for the Chinese New Year and returned to school on the sixth day.

As the countdown to the college entrance examination approaches, we become more nervous.

Almost all the students went to bed after 11 o'clock at night. Some of the more diligent ones quietly got up at around 5 o'clock in the morning of the first day to start memorizing.

Because the weather was too cold, I didn’t have their perseverance, so I gave up after getting up all morning and decided to wait until it got warmer before trying again.

And getting up so early would wake up other students. Some of them were reciting their lessons under their covers with flashlights in hand.

This has also caused some people to become nearsighted. My vision is also a little blurry, but if I sit a little forward, I can still see the words on the blackboard.

Many of my classmates sitting in the back have gone to get glasses for myopia, and I heard that they are a bit expensive.