the moon in the attic

The evening self-study in the second year of high school only lasted until nine o'clock, and Yan Yang was far away from home, and it took more than 20 minutes to get there by bicycle.

After pushing the car into the yard, I saw my mother's car.

Yan Yang was taken aback, and ran into the house with his schoolbag in his hand, "Mom!"

Aunt Zhang had been waiting at the door for a long time, took his schoolbag and patted him on the shoulder, and blamed, "Why are you running?"

Yan Yang quickly changed his shoes, "My mother is back?"

Yan Yang's parents divorced a few years ago, but because the two started a business together when they were young, and their business activities were together, so now they get along as partners.

Both parents are career-oriented parents. They are on business trips 365 days a year, 300 days a year, and they don’t stay for a few days when they come back. Aunt Zhang has worked in their home for more than ten years, and Yan Yang has always been taken care of by her.

"I'm back," Aunt Zhang pointed upstairs, and whispered, "We're in a meeting."

Only Yan Yang lives upstairs, and his parents live in their own rooms downstairs when they come back. However, there is a small study upstairs, which they use when they have meetings, and usually left for Yan Yang to do homework.

Yan Yang stopped running up, "Then I'll go up later."

He took a change of clothes, took a shower in the downstairs bathroom, and was soaking in the water when he heard the voice of his mother talking to Aunt Zhang.

He washed it clean in twos and threes, and as soon as he went out, he almost bumped into his mother who was passing by the door.

Before Ms. Chen Jingru could change her suit and shirt, her dignified and elegant posture was frightened by her son. She took a step back and couldn't help shouting, "Yan Yang! You're going to die!"

Yan Yang was also taken aback. He helped his mother and patted her on the back. He couldn't help being poor, "Why are you standing here? I'm so old that I can take a bath by myself."

Chen Jingru slowed down, "Take some face, I'll see if you're done washing soon."

"It's finished," Yan Yang walked towards the living room with his mother in his arms, "Don't you come back tomorrow?"

"Temporary flight change." Chen Jingru arrived home after [-] o'clock in the evening, and had a long meeting before resting. She was a little tired at the moment, so she sat on the sofa and instructed Yan Yang to pinch her shoulders.

Yan Yang felt distressed, and squeezed her tightly, "Have you eaten yet?"

"Don't eat," Chen Jingru raised her hand and pinched the center of her eyebrows, "Sister Zhang cooked bird's nest, and you can bring it to my house later."

"Abiding by the order," Yan Yang responded, and asked again, "Is the project going well?"

Yan Yang's family is mainly an agent of medical equipment. Last year, a new branch was opened. His father led people to sit there, and his mother was in charge of customer business.

"Success." Chen Jingru talked about work without avoiding him, "Your father will go to the factory tomorrow."

Yan Yang doesn't know much about the company's operations, but I heard that the amount this time is not small, so it should be difficult to talk about.

"Ms. Chen has worked hard," Yan Yang said, "It would be great if I could come back to see the left-behind children more after hard work."

Chen Jingru closed her eyes, sighed lightly, and directed him, "Put your hands on the right side."

Yan Yang's right index finger curled up and pressed against Chen Jingru's shoulder, "Is it weak?"

"Just right," Chen Jingru said, and turned to look at him, "Teacher Feng communicated with me."

"Ah?" Yan Yang stopped, bent over and lay on the back of the sofa, and asked, "Why does Teacher Feng like to sue so much? I'm quite honest."

Chen Jingru said lazily, "Son, the most important thing about a person is self-knowledge."

Yan Yang couldn't help laughing, "Really, I really didn't do anything wrong, the students made mistakes, and I have to correct them."

"Pull it down," Chen Jingru paused for a while, "Is there a student in your class... who has congenital heart disease?"

"Ah," Yan Yang froze for a moment, knowing why Feng Yujie contacted his mother, "Yes."

Chen Jingru didn't say anything else, she patted Yan Yang's hand, "Go on, don't be lazy."

Yan Yang continued to massage Chen Jingru's shoulders, and said after a while, "That classmate's name is Ji Hao, and he is at the same table as Dahua."

"Are you still in the same class as Dahua this year?" Chen Jingru asked.

Xing Yihua and Yan Yang are classmates in junior high school, and they get along very well, and Chen Jingru has also met several times.

"Yes," Yan Yang said, "I'm in the same class as Gao Chen, and we sit at the front and back desks."

Gao Chen and Yan Yang have known each other since they were old people. They played together since childhood. Aunt Zhang cooks delicious food. Gao Chen spent every day at Yan's house when he was a child.

After Yan Yang's family moved, Gao Chen lessened the frequency of eating.

Chen Jingru smiled, "Then your teacher can bear it enough."

After she finished speaking, she stood up and walked to the bedroom. When she reached the door, she turned her head and smiled at Yan Yang, "Son, Mom is proud of you."

"Mom." Yan Yang blurted out and stopped her.

Chen Jingru paused, "What's wrong?"

Yan Yang licked his lips, "My brother..."

He twisted his words twice on the tip of his teeth, swallowed them again, and finally smiled, "Good night."

His voice was low, and Chen Jingru didn't know whether she heard it or pretended not to hear it, so she also said to him, "Good night."

Chen Jingru closed the door and went into the bedroom, Yan Yang thought, it's better not to ask about my brother when I finally come back.

Ji Hao returned to school on the Friday of the second week of school. Apart from his pale face, he didn't seem to be in good health.

Generally speaking, the second year of high school is not particularly stressful, but the schedule of the third class is very unskilled.

In the Chinese class early in the morning, it was the time of "Xia Doze", and there was a group of "nodding people" in the first class.

"Wake up!" The Chinese teacher tapped on the blackboard with the corner of the book, "Persevere, you can't stand up and move around."

When people are trapped, relying purely on willpower, the chance of victory is almost zero.

Yan Yang was unfortunately defeated.

Yan Yang was originally at the same table as Gao Chen, but because he was afraid of the heat, he moved the table to the back row.

Before he closed his eyes, he wanted Gao Chen to wake him up while he was reading, but when he saw Gao Chen's head making irregular circular motions, he muttered something, and fell asleep completely.

The classroom was still stuffy, but no one was active during class. At least the air-conditioning wind could blow to Yan Yang's side, so the sleeping environment was not too bad.

Sleeping in class is always very good. I can feel that I have slept for half an hour in 2 minutes, and I am nervous and paralyzed at the same time.

Yan Yang didn't even know when the teacher would be around.

"Yan Yang." The Chinese teacher stood beside Yan Yang in high heels, and knocked on the table with his hand.

Yan Yang was sleeping soundly, when he was suddenly awakened, he sat up reflexively with his eyes closed.

When he reacted, the paper that the Chinese teacher was holding was pretending to be about to fall.

He raised his hand weakly to block it, said teacher, I was wrong, stood up consciously, walked to the back of the classroom, and chose a place near the air conditioner to stand and listen.

As soon as he stood still, his eyes collided with Ji Hao who was looking back.

Yan Yang froze for a moment, then raised his eyebrows at Ji Hao.

Ji Hao smiled at him, turned around and continued to listen to the class.

Ji Hao has a gentle appearance, his myopia should not be deep, and his glasses look much thinner than most of the beer bottles in the class.

I don't know if it's because of poor health, but Ji Hao is a little thin. Although he is not short, he still looks a little sick.

Seeing that Ji Hao wanted to talk to him, Yan Yang went to him directly after class.

Ji Hao also sat at the back of the classroom, but on the side near the door, a few rows away from Yan Yang.

"Yan Yang," Ji Hao took off his glasses and put them aside, squinted his eyes and smiled at Yan Yang, asking him very familiarly, "Are you awake?"

Xing Yihua went to look for Fan Qing, Yan Yang simply pulled his stool and sat next to Ji Hao, "Wake up, are you feeling better?"

"It's okay," Ji Hao shook his head, "Actually, I didn't feel well when I woke up that morning, but I often feel uncomfortable, so I didn't care too much."

Yan Yang frowned disapprovingly, "Next time I'm so uncomfortable that I'll take it seriously."

"Well," Ji Hao looked a little embarrassed, and whispered, "It scared you that day."

"I'm scared," Yan Yang exaggeratedly lay down on the table, and then lowered his voice, "I'm so scared that my face pales, and I'm not handsome anymore."

Ji Hao was amused by him again, he smiled very nicely, and felt that his sickness also dissipated.

Yan Yang asked, "It's a holiday in the afternoon, why are you still here?"

The second year of high school is closed every two weeks on weekends, and there is no class on Friday afternoon.

"I can't stay at home anymore," Ji Hao said, and said to him seriously, "Yan Yang, thank you that day."

Yan Yang waved his hand, "Thank you for what."

After he finished speaking, he remembered Han Yu who was kneeling on the floor and gave Ji Hao CPR for a long time, "The main thing was that Han Yu came in time that day."

"Well," Ji Hao said, "Han Yu is also thankful, and you are also thankful."

Mentioning Han Yu, Yan Yang couldn't help asking, "Are you two in the same class as freshman?"

"No," Ji Hao gave Yan Yang an unexpected answer, "He is my brother's tutor."

Yan Yang nodded and didn't ask any more questions. Just as he was about to say that he had time to have dinner together, Ji Hao suddenly hooked his hand mysteriously.

Yan Yang approached with suspicion, "What's wrong?"

Ji Hao asked in a low voice, "Do you want to listen to Han Yu's gossip?"

Yan Yang: ...

To tell you the truth, he thought, he wanted very much.

In fact, Yan Yang is not a gossip person, and his curiosity is pitifully low. He grew up pampered by a thousand petites, and he can get whatever he wants, and there is really nothing that particularly attracts him.

But Han Yu looks quite special. People of this age are always interested in "special" and "seldom talkative" peers.

If the other party happens to be good-looking, then the interest will be even greater.

But Yan Yang wanted to save face, so he suppressed his curiosity and pretended to be reserved and said, "This is not good."

Ji Hao propped his chin and looked at him for a while, then nodded seriously, "Well, it's really not good."

Yan Yang: ...Miscalculation.

Ji Hao started laughing again, he took out a bottle of water from the belly of the table and handed it to Yan Yang, "You're kidding."

Yan Yang took it, unscrewed it, took a sip, and said deliberately, "It's not cold."

Ji Hao doesn't drink ice water in summer. There is always warm water in the thermos, which is filled by Xing Yihua after class.

"The supermarket downstairs is open." Ji Hao looked at the time, "There is still enough time to buy it back."

Yan Yang looked outside, seeing a heat wave on the ground, he quickly refused, "It's too hot, I dare not go out."

Ji Hao also took a look outside, "It's raining today."

Yan Yang looked outside, "It doesn't look like it, there isn't even a cloud."

"Probably not. The weather forecast is rarely accurate." Ji Hao waved his phone, "I heard what Han Yu said."

Maybe people really didn't talk about it, the two were talking about Han Yu, Yan Yang turned his head, and met Han Yu who was passing outside.

Han Yu didn't expect Yan Yang to look out, and he was visibly stunned.

Yan Yang was also taken aback, and when he recovered, he shouted through the window, "Wait a minute!"

After he finished speaking, he went out, Ji Hao didn't go out, and waved to Han Yu.

As soon as the door opened, Yan Yang was blown by the heat. He subconsciously shrank back, realizing that it was useless, and strode out.

"What's wrong?" Han Yu asked.

He should have gone to the office, holding a stack of books in his hand, which looked heavy.

Yan Yang was a little embarrassed, "It's okay, just ask where you bought the water that day."

Han Yu paused and looked away, "The cafeteria."

Yan Yang frowned, "Why didn't I see something so cold."

Han Yu lowered his eyes slightly, "Maybe you went late."

"No, that day..." He was halfway through speaking when the class bell rang.

Han Yu had to go downstairs, so Yan Yang didn't drag him any more, and quickly asked him to go downstairs, "Why don't you take me there next time? I can't find it myself."

Han Yu didn't answer right away, Yan Yangzheng felt that he was a little too familiar, so he heard Han Yu say, "Okay."

After he finished speaking, he didn't look at Yan Yang again, and walked straight down with a stack of books in his arms.

Yan Yang felt that his reaction was a bit strange, but he couldn't tell what was strange, so he had to watch him go.

He stepped on the end of the class bell and rushed into the back door, took the paper and walked back to the back of the classroom, and stood and listened to the class.

He couldn't help but lose his mind during class, he thought, Han Yu really doesn't like to talk.