please let go

Jiang Chen still couldn't get up the next day.

By the time he got up and got dressed, He Chuan had already cleaned up.

There are only five days of morning exercises a week, and Jiang Chen runs to the playground for four days, let alone having extra time to clean up.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Shen Chong from the next dormitory also rushing out of the dormitory. Jiang Chen said with a smile, "Coincidentally, you're going to be late too."

Shen Chong laughed and said: "Hahaha! Someone will accompany me to be late, so the sense of security will come up?"

Jiang Chen turned around and handed the meal card to He Chuan, "I'll eat whatever you eat."

After speaking, he and Shen Chong went downstairs and ran towards the playground.

Shen Chong looked back at He Chuan, "Damn it? He Chuan will bring you breakfast?"

"Ah?" Jiang Chen was a little surprised when he saw Shen Chong, "What's wrong?"

"Oh, maybe a roommate—"

When he arrived at the green field, before he approached the class team, he heard Shen Chong say "it's over", and asked, "What's the matter? What didn't you bring?"

Shen Chong looked determined, "Brother Qiang is here."

There is still some distance from the playground, Jiang Chen has very good eyesight, and he can't see their class clearly, "How do you know?"

"Damn it, it's not time yet. Look at our class standing so neatly. Brother Qiang must be here." After explaining clearly, Shen Chong urged him to run over and stand in line.

Just as Shen Chong said, Brother Qiang was indeed standing behind the class line. Seeing the two people who had arrived late, he asked, "You guys came so late?"

Brother Qiang frowned down but raised the tail of his eyebrows again, which was a little funny.

Jiang Chen didn't dare to laugh, so he could only bury his head in silence.

Brother Qiang said again: "The squad leader sees everyone in Kazakhstan?"

The class monitor was a boy with a cropped cut. He was taller and stood at the back of the line to count the number of people. "Teacher, He Chuan and Meng Zichen are still missing."

Shen Chong hurriedly explained: "Teacher, Meng Zichen felt unwell in the morning."

"What's wrong with Meng Zichen?" Brother Qiang asked urgently.

Shen Chong: "Uh, diarrhea."

Brother Qiang snorted coldly, and repeated the reason again, making it clear that he didn't believe it, "Then He Chuan?"

"Ah, I accidentally knocked down the laundry detergent, he fell and hurt himself last night." Jiang Chen replied with a serious face.

Even in the face of the teacher's gaze, he has a clear conscience.

After all that is the truth.

Shen Chong also stood up and testified, "It's true, I fell down when I went to borrow the toilet in their dormitory last night."

The two sang together, and it looked like they were collaborating, and the teacher probably wouldn't believe it.

Just when the situation was embarrassing, everyone was rescued by the Wu Qin Xi voice broadcast on the radio.

There was a class teacher standing behind, and everyone was doing morning exercises more seriously than usual, for fear that they would be tortured because of a substandard movement.

After finally making it to the end, Jiang Chen heaved a sigh of relief and prepared to go back to the classroom. He didn't know when the head teacher stood behind him.

The serious middle-aged man said in a calm and rough voice, "Come to my office after your self-study get out of class."

"Mm, good." Jiang Chen didn't see anyone walking towards the exit, but was pulled away by someone in the crowd, and turned his head, "Huh? I thought you weren't coming."

"No." He Chuan handed him the breakfast, "I saw the teacher talking to you, did you get accused of being late?"

Jiang Chen sighed, "I was told as soon as I arrived."

He Chuan: "Next time I will call you to wake up earlier."

"Ah? I'm sleepy!" Jiang Chen didn't know why, but the quality of his sleep improved after he lived in school. The wooden bed boards in this dormitory got better and better, and finally he felt that he didn't have enough sleep time.

"Then what can I tell you later?" He Chuan asked again.

"Tell me to go to the office."

"What?"

"I don't know, it's definitely not criticizing me. I haven't been criticized by teachers since I grew up." Jiang Chen wasn't worried at all. He guessed that Brother Qiang was looking for him to inquire about He Chuan's situation.

After class, he came out of the office with mixed feelings in his heart.

Jiang Chen learned from Brother Qiang that He Chuan's parents divorced when He Chuan was a child, and he has been living with his mother.

His mother relied on a small fruit shop to bring him up, and he finally went to high school. As a result, his mother's health went wrong again, and she went to the hospital for checkups from time to time.

Suddenly, Jiang Chen remembered what He Chuan said, "Compared to you, my life is really not very good."

Jiang Chen's parents respect each other like a guest, his family is harmonious, and he still keeps in touch with his childhood friend, Chen Yunkai.From the day he met He Chuan, there was no one else except that He Chuan had a younger sister.

He Chuan lacked both friendship and family affection.

The two of them stood on the roof during the evening self-study class, and He Chuan exhaled a puff of smoke, "What did the teacher say about me?"

Jiang Chen answered truthfully: "He said he wanted me to give you a hand."

Brother Qiang really said so.

Although Jiang Chen often heard rumors that this teacher was black-hearted and always set high prices to earn students' supplementary tuition fees. classmates.

He Chuan turned his head and asked, "Then how did you answer?"

"I——I said, I'm pulling him." Jiang Chen also looked at him.

He Chuan's expression was still indifferent, without a trace of emotion.He just flicked the cigarette rod with his fingers to shake off the ash, "What else did you say?"

"I told you about your family's situation," Jiang Chen said.

The lights in the distance are brightly lit and noisy, but the balcony is only dim and silent.

Jiang Chen knew that he couldn't help much.

After a while, He Chuan said, "How big is the smallest house you've ever lived in?"

"I have lived in more than 20 square meters, three people."

"The residential building is very short and old, the walls are peeling off, and the orange-red bricks are leaking in some places. There are only three floors in total, and there are only two rooms on the first floor. My parents and I are crowded together. In one room on the second floor, another room is occupied by a couple."

"Our room is just a bed, a wooden bench, and a wooden table for miscellaneous things. There is no wardrobe, a nail on the wall, and a thread, that's where the clothes are hung. There is no gas , There is a small brick drum outside the door, and a few briquettes are placed in it, that is the stove. There is a very broken TV, but I have never watched it, and I don’t know what channels are on it.”

The wind picked up, and the wind blew so that the collars on both sides of the school uniform kept fighting, and the soot kept flying around, making Jiang Chen's heart a little confused.

"Later, my parents divorced, and my father moved out. My mother rented a small shop by herself and opened a fruit shop. I often saw her getting red-faced when she fought for a few cents." Here, He Chuan had a trace of tenderness in his eyes, "She is a good mother, and she doesn't want to suffer me while living a hard life. Although the life is not as difficult as before, she has started to have health problems again, and she will be on vacation one day. One day she was not feeling well, her stomach hurt until dawn, and taking medicine didn't help."

The cigarette was half burned, but He Chuan didn't take a puff, as if he was recalling something far away, and seemed to be thinking about the present.

People's sorrows are incommunicable. Jiang Chen never knew how much He Chuan was suffering if he hadn't experienced it. "It's over, life will get better, and auntie's health will also get better."

"How do you see me now?" He Chuan smiled wryly.

The smoke was about to burn out, Jiang Chen snuffed it out for him, "It's not good now."

Smoking, drinking, going out to fight without studying.

It really has nothing to do with the word "good".

He Chuan didn't respond to this answer, which was probably expected, and he just sighed slightly.

The helpless breath was carried away by the wind and blown to Jiang Chen's side, which only made him panic.He raised his arm and wanted to hold He Chuan's hand, but he just grabbed the air and put it down calmly, "So let's get better together?"

He Chuan was taken aback for a moment, and when he saw Jiang Chen who was smiling brightly, he immediately smiled relieved, "You are really like the kind of male lead in healing episodes, always sunny and optimistic."

Embarrassed by the praise, Jiang Chen hurriedly avoided his eyes and looked into the distance.He looked at the flashing neon lights, and sighed softly: "If only I were really the male lead, it would be great."

Motorbikes were speeding past on the street outside, and the sound of the engine overwhelmed Jiang Chen's voice.

When the motorcycle was far away and the roar stopped, He Chuan asked, "What did you say?"

"I said, then you should study hard." Jiang Chen said.

He Chuan began to deny himself: "I'm not material for studying, just finish high school for three years."

"You..." Jiang Chen still wanted to persuade him, but was interrupted.

"I also have a younger sister who has better grades than me. Why should I waste the money to go to a pheasant university? It's better to go to work early, I don't want to see my mother suffer anymore. Do you know? She is reluctant when we move Spend money to find someone to move. The rented fruit shop is far away from home, and she finds it too expensive for a bowl of eight yuan noodles for lunch."

He Chuan continued: "I also really want to leave here, but when I think of going to a big city, the life there may overwhelm me and my family, so I'd better stay here for the rest of my life."

Jiang Chen didn't want to see him so negative, and began to persuade him: "University can apply for loans, if you study well enough, you can also apply for scholarships, and you can also take part-time jobs when you are not in class. There are many ways out. He Chuan, don't worry about dragging down your family. , have you ever thought that you step into a good life first, and then bring them over?"

"My grades are not good." He Chuan said.

This answer hit Jiang Chen's heart. He smiled and said, "Then let's go back to the original question. Are you willing to study hard?"

Jiang Chen continued: "How do you say that? Learning is never for others, but for yourself. Others can be the motivation for your learning, but they cannot be the reason for your learning."

"In terms of learning, my grades are average, but I can still help you!"

"There are no clouds for thousands of miles, and the sky is the same color. That is the vast scenery you should see."

"He Chuan, I hope to see you at a high place one day."

He Chuan remained silent, but Jiang Chen knew he was listening carefully.

The class preparation bell rang, and the two returned to the classroom one after the other.

Brother Qiang came to inspect the classroom, and happened to see He Chuan sitting back in his seat, stopped, and stared at He Chuan for a long time.

The other students in the classroom didn't dare to show their anger, but He Chuan ignored the sharp gaze and didn't even raise his head.

Brother Qiang asked, "Are you healed?"

Only then did He Chuan raise his head, with a hesitant look on his face.

In the quiet atmosphere, Jiang Chen coughed twice to hint at He Chuan.

"not good."

Hearing the straightforward answer, Jiang Chen also knew that he had understood his code.

There is a tacit understanding——

Brother Qiang said stiffly, "Be careful next time," and went straight back to the office.

After a conversation between evening self-study classes, someone did correct himself.

The next day in class, I no longer always lie on the table and sleep soundly, but straighten my back and face the blackboard.

Jiang Chen glanced at the podium.

This time I finally saw that the top of my head was not messy, and I could still see the long bangs. I was a little worried about whether He Chuan could keep up with the teacher.

"Jiang Chen, is there writing on He Chuan's face? You don't look at the blackboard, but keep looking at him?" The history teacher knocked on the desk with his knuckles and asked jokingly.

"Wow~oh~" The whole class seemed to be waiting for a good show.

Jiang Chen couldn't bear the ridicule, turned his head away quickly, and made an excuse and said, "No, I'm reading the writing on the blackboard on the left."

"Wow what? Two men are also wowing?" The history teacher felt a little funny, "One man and one woman, you wow, I can understand."

I don't know which girl behind said, "Teacher, two men can do it too!"

"Hahaha!" The whole class laughed.

Jiang Chen only felt that his face was a little hot, and he didn't dare to look over the podium, but he always felt that He Chuan was looking at him.

Across the podium, across bangs, and through everyone's words, he was looking at himself.

When the teacher turned around to write on the blackboard, a note was handed from behind, Jiang Chen opened it and saw that it was written by Shen Chong.

It read: What happened to He Chuan?Are you listening carefully?

"It should be." He casually said something perfunctory, and threw the note back.

The history teacher noticed the changes in He Chuan, and the lecture was even more passionate, and he even got up to answer questions.

He Chuan flipped through the book and answered a few sentences, but the answer was not complete.The teacher planned to change to another person to continue answering, "Jiang Chen, get up and add."

"Ah?" Jiang Chen was called by name suddenly, and He Chuan gave all the answers he thought of, "I don't know either."

The history teacher was not angry either, he pouted like a child and told him to sit down.What Jiang Chen likes most is the history teacher.

She is amiable and understands the students' thoughts, but without losing her majesty, she has achieved all the virtues that a teacher should have.Not only has a good relationship with the students, but also makes the students submit to her discipline.

But Jiang Chen's worst subject is history. Every time he answers questions in the exam, he feels like metaphysics.

Of course, this is his personal problem.

After the history class, Shen Chong looked at He Chuan who was still taking notes, "He Chuan studied so hard today, it is worthy of praise."

"Praise for what? Learning is what students should do." Jiang Chen was very satisfied when he saw He Chuan like this.

There is actually a sense of relief for parents to see their children learning?

However, with such long hair, can He Chuan read clearly?