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Ji Lu was woken up by the clear ringtone of his mobile phone. He stretched out his arm to follow the sound for a long time before he found the mobile phone that was about to hang up the call by itself.

Ji Lu reluctantly raised his eyelids to take a look, it was an unfamiliar number.Really, if it was a scam call or a sales pitch he probably wouldn't be able to resist cursing.

"Hey?"

Ji Lu's voice was obviously lazy and sleepy, low and deep, and it was obvious that he hadn't woken up yet.

"Lulu, I'm mother." Hearing that Jilu just hummed a long "hmm" from her nasal cavity, Xie Xiaoxia had no choice but to continue: "Today, you are full. You are an adult. Happy birthday."

"Hmm." Ji Lu still yawned silently in a faint voice.

"Today's New Year's Eve, I sent you some money, you, study hard."

"Ah."

"Mom has something else to do, just hang up."

This time, Xie Xiaoxia hung up the phone before Ji Lu said "hmm", Ji Lu was still in a daze, and when he saw an unread text message, he knew that it should be Xie Xiaoxia's transfer notice.

Song Linchuan also woke up when the phone rang, just looking at him sideways, Ji Lu was wearing a long sleeve, the heater was turned off, and the air was cool.He reached out to hold Ji Lu's outstretched arm, and as expected, his hand was cold.Tucking Ji Lu's arm back into the bed, Song Linchuan tucked in the blanket for him, and said softly, "Sleep a little longer, I'll cook." After speaking, he got up first.

Ji Lu buried herself in the pillow, closed her eyes and became dizzy for a while, then also sat up.When he just answered the phone, he glanced at the time. It was already eight o'clock. Although he was not awakened by the biological clock, he himself did not have the habit of staying in bed, so he got up after a while.As soon as he sat up, Ji Lu shivered, and subconsciously wanted to get under the blanket again. He reached out to touch the coat, only to realize that the coat was still on the ground.

Ji Lu had no choice but to struggle to get up, to tidy up himself first, and then tidy up the room.The screen of the computer has been turned off, Ji Lu wakes up the screen, and finds that the interface is still where it was suspended yesterday.When it was turned off, it was not clicked correctly but the pause was lifted. The computer immediately heard a scream that pierced the sky. It was noisy outside yesterday, so the volume was turned up a bit. Who knew that the sound was so loud after the outside world quieted down.

Ji Lu was taken aback, quickly turned off the movie, and checked the battery by the way, there was still 15% left.It seems that the battery life of this computer is not bad.

As soon as he walked into the living room, Song Kai, who was playing with his mobile phone on the sofa, greeted him very warmly: "Little Daddy, happy birthday!"

Ji Lu was stunned for a moment, Song Kai actually still called him Brother Lu most of the time, only when the two of them were joking would they call him Dad.

Of course, he soon understood why Song Kai changed his words, and rubbed his nose uncomfortably.He walked to Song Linchuan's side to help, lowered his voice and asked, "Are we really loud?"

Song Linchuan thought about it seriously, and said, "I think it's okay."

"Then Song Kai..." Ji Lu hesitated to speak, it was really embarrassing to say such a thing.

Song Linchuan was quite open-minded: "Anyway, he will know sooner or later, and he is not at an age where he doesn't know anything. Are you afraid that it will be spoiled?"

Ji Lu felt that what Song Linchuan said made sense, so he ended the topic: "I'm going back in the afternoon, can I make dumplings at night? I haven't eaten dumplings made by myself for a long time."

Song Linchuan naturally agreed, and slightly bowed his head to give him a shallow good morning kiss.

Song Kai turned around quickly, continued to play with his mobile phone as if nothing had happened, sighed in his heart, always felt that he was always appearing in inappropriate places recently.

As soon as the Spring Festival is over, the winter vacation is already halfway through.And when the school starts, it is the [-]-day swearing-in meeting and outstanding student commendation meeting of the third year of high school.The chill has not yet subsided, the school is forced to wear school uniforms, which are not thick, and the cold wind blows outside, making a group of people shiver.

Many students are wearing as many school uniforms as they can wear. No matter how beautiful the girls are, they can't stand the severe cold. They can't control the bloated ones. They shrink like quails, but it's still cold.

The cold wind hit every corner and poured straight into it. Wang Mengxi tremblingly complained to the school leaders: "If I fail in the college entrance examination, I will blame them for letting me catch a cold and delay my study."

Qin Xue was still in the mood to joke: "I'm making my skeletal muscles tremble and heat up. I'm here to test you. Where do you actually feel cold when you feel cold?"

"I hope my cerebral cortex is so cold that I can't feel the cold anymore." Wang Mengxi frowned, "I'd rather go back to school and do a set of comprehensive science papers than blow the cold wind here!"

Just as she was talking, she suddenly felt someone calling her name. Wang Mengxi turned her head and glanced at Zheng Gong who was in the row behind, and saw him handing over an unopened warm baby.

Wang Mengxi was so excited: "Zhenggong, you are really kind, generous, considerate, gentle, virtuous and virtuous. You are worthy of being the master of the Sixth Palace! Ah!"

Zheng Gong looked at her helplessly, but finally did not correct her address.

Wang Mengxi couldn't wait to unpack it and help it heat up manually.

After a while, Qin Xue stretched out her hands to absorb the warmth together, and her four hands pawed until no corner of the warm baby was exposed.

The principal was giving an impassioned motivational speech, but he didn't know that the enthusiasm of the students below had been frozen and could not be mobilized.

He ended his speech feeling very good about himself, in exchange for applause from the already impatient high school seniors.Song Linchuan took the microphone and began to announce the list of outstanding students.

First is science, ranked from high to low according to the results of the first diagnosis. The first one is Guo Jingjie from class 26.There were ten people in a group, Ji Lu was in the second group, Song Linchuan finished reading the names of the first group, and looked at the first bonus in front of him, feeling a little impetuous.

Song Linchuan was a little distracted, and he was very perfunctory when presenting the awards. Fortunately, the girl opposite was a little nervous and excited, so he didn't pay attention to this.

The first group stepped down, and Song Linchuan accurately named the ten people in order without even looking at the list. This was because Song Linchuan memorized the positions of everyone in the second group to ensure that Ji Lu was the one who presented the award. , and then calculated the position of the school leader who was going to present the award. After using a little privilege to switch, he was still not at ease, and confirmed it over and over again.

When it came to the six words "Ji Lu, Class 26", Song Linchuan slowed down a little, and suddenly had a dumbfounding thought: the word Ji Lu is really too short, he should choose a longer name, and he can do it himself Stay on his name for a while longer.

When Ji Lu stood in front of him, Song Linchuan suddenly remembered that he had completely forgotten to prepare a sentence, and the person in front of him almost coincided with the young boy who was not young at all when the school started.

Thinking of the scene at the beginning of school, Song Linchuan couldn't help but smile. What did he say at that time? "keep it up."

And this hard-working Ji Lu not only walked in front of him, but also walked into his heart.

Song Linchuan looked at Ji Lu, moved his lips, and mouthed three words.

Ji Lu looked at him seriously for a long time, but it seemed that it was only for a while, because time did not allow it.

When Song Linchuan handed him the envelope containing the bonus, Ji Lu felt that he stuffed something into his hand. He didn't know what it was. It felt a bit like plastic, very warm, exactly the same temperature as Song Linchuan's hand.

Ji Lu stretched out his hand and clenched it tightly, and followed the people in front of him to step off the stage. Song Linchuan's voice, still as gentle as gurgling water, came from the stereo, and Ji Lu showed an inconspicuous smile. After all, the flowing water still flowed into his heart.

Only when he stepped off the stage did Ji Lu have a chance to see what Song Linchuan stuffed into his hand. It was a miniature hand warmer, just big enough for him to hold in his hand.Ji Lu looked back at Song Linchuan, and found that he was still reading the list of winners in liberal arts, and his earnest appearance was exactly the same as the photo he kept the first time.

Thinking of the three words Song Linchuan said just now, the smile on Ji Lu's face became even bigger.

Class 26 took up nine of the [-] places. Tang Shu was in a good mood, and the leader or representative was speaking on the stage. It was meaningless that they were all the same, so Tang Shu started chatting with them.

"Most of you have won awards, right? Then you can go to see the self-enrollment. They are all good schools, even if you don't sign up for reference. I'm not very clear about the rules of self-enrollment. You can go to find out. Should be pretty good."

Lin Shuhua poked Ji Lu's arm: "I remember you won the first prize in the national chemistry competition, the second prize in the mathematics competition, etc.? Then you can apply for self-enrollment."

"Not interested." To be honest, part of the reason for participating in such and other competitions in the past was really for self-enrollment, but now he is not interested in those universities that everyone wants to get into.

In fact, the ace major of this local university is still good. If we keep the status quo, we won't waste any points.

Lin Shuhua was clever for a rare moment, and quickly understood Ji Lu's thoughts, but still hesitantly pointed out: "If you waste your points, Teacher Song will definitely not agree."

"Then don't waste it."

Lin Shuhua didn't understand what he meant, and looked at Ji Lu blankly.Ji Lu didn't explain either, and lowered his head to fiddle with the mini hand warmer.

The third class of the first monthly exam in the second semester of the third year of high school, the last 3 minutes of comprehensive science.Ji Lu has already finished most of the questions, only the final question of physics has one of the most troublesome situations that he has not considered.He looked up at the time, and looked at his answer sheet without looking away.

Just stared at it for 3 minutes, until the bell rang.Ji Lu stood up and stopped writing, waiting for the invigilator to collect the paper.

The test paper still needs to be commented. Ji Lu took a look at the draft that he typed up when he was doing the question, folded it perfunctorily a few times and threw it into his schoolbag.

The grades came down quickly, and Lin Shuhua finally understood what Ji Lu meant by not wasting.

Ji Lu dropped by almost [-] places, a little more than [-] points beyond the school's main line, and just got stuck on a score that can be admitted to the best local university.

"Huh? Ji Lu, why is your chemistry test lower than mine?" Wang Mengxi looked at Ji Lu's chemistry score of 48 and was a little unbelievable. "You have won the first place in chemistry several times in a row!"

Before Ji Lu could answer, Lin Shuhua had already taken out Ji Lu's answer sheet to rectify his name: "He didn't paint the machine to read the card."

Wang Mengxi is even more strange. The choice of chemistry is stuck in the middle of biology and physics, and the choice of biology and physics is all painted. How can he forget the chemistry in the middle?Won't it look uncomfortable?

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Anyway, Ji Lu just insisted that he forgot to paint, even Tang Shu said so when he passed by him and asked about it.

Tang Shu was about to say something, but Wang Mengxi, who had just come out of the grade office, sent a message: "Ji Lu, Teacher Song asked you to go to his office, the 'White House'."

Tang Shu glanced at him and said nothing.

Ji Lu also couldn't understand why he failed the chemistry test on purpose. He was quite confident at first, but now that he wants to face Song Linchuan, he feels guilty.

It looked as if he was deliberately trying to quarrel with him, but the two of them were clearly in a good relationship.

After Ji Lu went in, he closed the door. Song Linchuan sat on the sofa and watched him approach. When he reached a certain distance, he stretched out his hand and pulled him closer. He held his hand and asked him with a smile: "Why? gone?"

Ji Lu felt that he was very worthless, and his heart softened just being looked at by Song Linchuan. He took a deep breath and said, "It's nothing, I'm at this level."

Song Linchuan's smile didn't change at all. Thinking of Ji Lu's sullen look when he told him the results of the first diagnosis during the winter vacation and then talked about college, he probably guessed his thoughts: "I don't want to go to other places? Is it because I'm afraid I won't get used to it? Or... I can't bear it." I?"

Looking at Song Linchuan's smile, Ji Lu only felt that he was even more reluctant.

Seeing Ji Lu was silent, Song Linchuan took him by the hand and asked him to sit down next to him, and said softly: "It's not that I won't come back, I can also visit you. Besides, universities generally have regulations that require all students to live on campus. , it’s almost the same in other places. Now the traffic is very convenient.”

Ji Lu actually wanted to rely on this person. He knew that no matter which university it was, it would be impossible for him to meet every day like now, but he just didn't want to be far away from him.Did he leave all the spoiled things to his parents?

Ji Lu raised his arms and hugged Song Linchuan, and buried his face in Song Linchuan's arms. His breath was filled with the familiar smell of men's perfume, and this dependence increased unconsciously.

Ji Lu didn't speak for a long time, Song Linchuan hugged him back, and gently patted his back at a soothing speed.Ji Lu's voice was muffled, and he didn't know if it was because of his mood or his head buried.

"I'll try my best."

Ji Lu knew that he was making trouble for no reason, so Song Linchuan still doted on him, and he added: "My chemical choice is all right."

Song Linchuan praised him, and let Ji Lu reluctantly rub and let go until Ji Lu wanted to say goodbye: "Lu Lu, I hope you can be happy."

Ji Lu looked at him and smiled: "I'm very happy now."

Song Linchuan responded with a smile and said, "Me too."

Ji Lu walked briskly back to the classroom.Some things are better left to themselves.

Seeing that the three-digit college entrance examination countdown has turned into two digits, and the countdown number of less than [-] days has changed from red letters on a white background to white letters on a red background, hanging very eye-catchingly next to the blackboard, decreasing day by day.

A sense of urgency subsided again.

Everyone wants to stand on the top, but many people don't even have the courage to climb.

Only those who have experienced it will know that this difficult but fulfilling senior year in high school is only one time for many people.I always think about taking a break from my busy schedule, looking forward to short vacations, but in the end I may have nothing in retrospect.

Wang Mengxi's succulents by the window are growing gratifyingly, and the female chick has grown up a lot, so Wang Mengxi had to change to a bigger pot to plant it.A pot of jade dew was actually embellished, and the edges showed a pleasing red color, which blended perfectly with the original dark green.

Everything is advancing slowly.

There was a rare holiday in the third year of high school, but Ji Lu didn't sleep in. As soon as he woke up, he went to Song Linchuan's ear to wake him up.Song Linchuan half closed his eyes, and said softly, "What's wrong?"

"Tomb-sweeping day today, you said you would give it to me today. I'll take you to hang Qing, don't you?" Ji Lu sat on his side, boldly scratching his chin.

Song Linchuan didn't speak, first he pulled his coat and wrapped him up, and then he sat up and put on his clothes: "Where is Song Kai, leave him alone?"

"Let him continue to sleep." Ji Lu said with a smile, "My grandfather probably hasn't thought of a great-grandson yet."

After simply having breakfast, Ji Lu didn't let Song Linchuan drive, saying that he didn't know the way and no one gave him directions.The two of them took the bus. Fortunately, they arrived earlier, and there were not many people in the passenger transport center, so they got on the bus without waiting.

Although I usually get up at about this time, but when I relax my nerves, I am prone to sleepiness if I haven't slept enough. In addition, the car is rickety, and sitting is boring. Ji Lu began to doze off after a while.

Song Linchuan was sitting by the window, and Ji Lu was so dazed that he had nowhere to lean on, so he simply fell on Song Linchuan's shoulder, but sleeping on the shoulder was actually not comfortable.His head was pinched by bones, and his neck was twisted, which was very awkward.

Ji Lu leaned on it for a while, but was still too sleepy, so he simply moved to the aisle to make room for a little, and lay directly on Song Linchuan's lap.

Although I was wronged a bit, it was much more comfortable than leaning on my shoulders and nodding in the air.

Outside the window is a dense drizzle, and the sky is gloomy.Song Linchuan touched Ji Lu's hand, it was warm, the temperature inside the car was higher, so he was not afraid of him being cold.Thinking of this, Song Linchuan didn't wake him up.

Ji Lu felt that he had a vague dream, and at the end of the dream, Song Linchuan leaned into his ear and said, "Here we are. Get up quickly." So he got up, and when he straightened up, he found that his waist was as sore as New Year's Eve. It was the same as that day, only then did he realize that he had slept all the way on Song Linchuan's lap.During the one-and-a-half-hour drive, he used to doze off when he was alone, and sometimes he would close his eyes and take a nap, but he would never fall asleep, let alone sleep all the way to the destination like this.Is it because someone is with you and you feel confident, or because you trust the person around you to the extreme?

The rain had stopped, and there was still a faint mist in the air.

My mind was still dizzy, and I got out of the car with everyone and was woken up by the cool wind. Ji Lu smacked his lips, looked around with a smile, and said, "You are not afraid of sitting on the wrong station, this And I don’t know how to report the station.” Then he looked at Song Linchuan and asked, “Do you have numbness in your legs?”

Song Linchuan shook his head, and stretched out his hand to smooth out a bunch of dull hair that was curled up when he was sleeping.

The place I arrived at was the town of Grandpa Ji Lu's house, and it took half an hour's car ride to get there.The second half of the drive was not so easy. There were long uphills, steep downhills, sharp turns, narrow road sections, and the road was still bumpy. There was a mountain on the right and a cliff on the left. There was not even a guardrail, only a few meters away. bollard.The degree of thrill and excitement is no less than that of a roller coaster.

The degree of shaking just now can also help you sleep. This degree of shaking can even make you stutter when you speak.

The village where Grandpa Ji Lu's home is located is really unknown, so remote that the signal is only a small block.The country has not formally expropriated land, but many people have moved into the city, or even went to the town. There are only a few residents in this small village in this mountainous land.

The road outside the village is as if the construction team ran away halfway through repairs. It is quite flat, but the road surface is full of large and small stones, embedded and scattered. Driving on it can definitely vibrate.

In my memory, the plots of cultivated land where rice seedlings should be planted are covered with weeds, and some have shallow depressions. Although there are dead duckweed and mosquitoes on them, the water is quite clean because there are no ducks trampling on them. .

Those houses are still there, but there is no one there, and some are covered by creepers layer by layer, which looks like a quiet courtyard.There is an alley in front of Ji Lu's hometown, which is paved with bluestone slabs. Now it is full of weeds, and the tall ones are almost waist-high.Just after it rained, the alley seemed very quiet, and the moss on the stone slabs was also green, but there was one less lilac-like girl and two more big men.

The wooden door does not need to be pushed open with a "squeak" because it is already open - the wooden door has been dropped for several years, and it just leans against the door frame, and there is nothing in the house anyway.

The house smelled of decaying wood, mingled with an indescribably stuffy smell that proclaimed its emptiness.

Ji Lu didn't know where to find two pairs of camouflage rubber shoes. They were very old at first glance, but they were surprisingly clean. "Wearing this, it's slippery when it rains just now, but when you go out, your feet are covered in mud."

Ji Lu noticed that Song Linchuan was looking at the clean soles, so he explained with a smile: "You may not know that these shoes are used to thresh the dried corn. Just take it and scrape the soles, which is much faster than peeling them by hand." .It used to be calculated on the basis of mu, and if you peel it by hand, you will be exhausted."

Song Linchuan really didn't know that his family had been teachers for several generations, except for the educated youth who went to the countryside at that time, basically no one had done farm work.These small skills passed down by farmers from generation to generation sound novel and interesting now, but when you think about the fact that there were no machines at that time, how could it be interesting to manually thresh thousands of catties of corn for several days?

After being wetted by the rain, the soil became soft, one step at a time. Fortunately, the rain was not heavy, otherwise it would be muddy.But after it rains, the road surface is very slippery, especially the stone slabs with moss, if you are not careful, you have to have a close contact with the earth.

At this time, Ji Lu had to take care of Song Linchuan instead.

The two slipped one step at a time, and in the end they were safe and sound.In front of you are two green tombs next to each other, and the one on the right that looks younger is the tomb of Grandma Ji Lu.Looking at these two tombs, Ji Lu couldn't help but feel his nose sour. The best memory of his childhood was brought to him by these two people, but it was so short.

On the tomb are the greens he hung last year, and it is not known whether the extra ones were hung by Ji Zicheng or Xie Xiaoxia.Neither of them remarried after their divorce, and Xie Xiaoxia also died for Grandma Ji Lu, but they just ignored each other as if they were angry, and neither of them wanted to really cut off the relationship.

Ji Lu squatted beside his grandfather's grave, whispering softly: "Grandpa, he is Song Linchuan. I have identified him as the one who will spend the rest of his life together. I mentioned him on New Year's Eve, and I will bring it to you today. We will be fine." Very good, as good as you and grandma."

Song Linchuan couldn't hear what he was saying, but he could guess the general meaning. Thinking of Ji Lu's family, he couldn't stop feeling distressed.

Song Linchuan stretched out his hand to pick up Ji Lu, looked at him seriously and said, "I will be there from now on." Then he bowed sincerely to Grandpa Ji Lu's grave.

In the distance, there were a few clear calls of magpies.Song Linchuan and Ji Lu smiled at each other, superstition is fine, anyway, they have met their parents.

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