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At the end of August, the weather gradually turned cold, another summer passed, and He Ping'an's summer vacation was over. As a sports student, he was notified to return to school for training one week in advance.

After hanging up the phone, He Pingan told Lu Ming that he was going to school tomorrow and had to go home today to prepare.

After living together under the same roof for two months, when it was time to leave, He Ping'an felt a little reluctant.

But he was inexplicably curious about Lu Ming's reaction, wondering if he also had a place in the other party's heart.

Lu Ming's answer disappointed He Pingan, and he just said calmly to He Pingan, "Thank you for taking care of me. You must study hard in the future and listen to grandma and grandpa."

After hearing what he said, He Pingan was aroused for no reason. He packed up his things in twos and twos, picked up his schoolbag and rushed downstairs, closed the door loudly, and left Lu Ming's house by bicycle without saying hello. .

Lu Ming rowed his wheelchair to the balcony, watching He Ping'an's figure getting farther and farther away.With a wry smile, he shook his head self-deprecatingly.

"He Ping'an, you are just a child who lacks love, how can I use your kindness to lock you in this small room and consume your enthusiasm to accompany such a crippled me."

It's a pity that He Pingan didn't hear what Lu Ming said alone.

Turning the wheelchair, Lu Ming looked at the empty house, sighed, and turned off the hearing aid behind his ear.

A person's world returns to silence.

Taking out the diary, a lot of words related to He Ping'an have been recorded in it. Lu Ming held the pen and thought over and over again, and finally wrote the word Ziyue.

Ziyue, I haven't dreamed of you for a long time, it's just because that child is here, it has added a lot of vitality to my life.

He left today, and I hope he remains kind and warm in the future.

And I will try my best to live on.

——2017, August, 8, noon

He Pingan rode all the way home, more than half of his anger subsided, and he calmed down, not only regretting his behavior just now.

Lu Ming is so weak, I shouldn't be angry with him, and he also fulfilled his responsibility to help him make up lessons.

However, he is too ruthless, right?Anyway, the two lived together for two months!

Thinking of this, He Pingan deleted the letter of apology typed out word by word on his phone, adjusted his mood, and knocked on the door of the house.

"Hey, Xiaoan is back, come in quickly." The cheerful grandma greeted him.

"Well, school starts tomorrow, come back and pack up." He Pingan replied word by word, and then realized that he was not talking to Lu Ming.

What's wrong with this!

He Pingan thought angrily.

Back in his bedroom, He Pingan found out the school uniform issued by the school and planned to wash it off in a while.I also put the textbooks and tutoring materials of each subject into the schoolbag one by one.

Lu Ming and He Ping'an spent a summer looking through the brand new book, and it finally looks like a high school student's book.

The stack of papers distributed before the holiday was more than half completed.

This is something that has never happened to He Ping'an in his ten years of study.

Grandma and grandpa watched the change of grandson outside the door, and they were very happy.

Grandma sighed, "Oh, He Geng has done right to Xiao An. After two months of discipline, Xiao An has become more sensible. We should really thank him."

Grandpa immediately retorted dissatisfied, "What does He Geng care about! Lu Ming is his wife Xie Xi's nephew, so thank him if you want to thank him."

Grandma: "That's right, Lu Ming, I heard that he graduated from University A as a graduate student. It's amazing, but it's a pity..."

In the room, He Ping'an had heard the voice of the two elders. For some reason, he didn't want to listen to grandma's continuation, so he interrupted their discussion with a loud voice, "Grandma, I'm hungry!"

"Okay, okay, grandma is going to cook."

The next day, He Ping'an got up early and went to school to gather after breakfast.

The physical education teacher who taught them was surnamed Zhao, and his classmates called him "Old Zhao". Although he always lost his temper during training and yelled at He Ping'an and the others, he was a very considerate person in private.

Lao Zhao came very early today, and waited until everyone had arrived before giving a serious lecture with his hands behind his back.

At first, He Pingan didn't take Lao Zhao's words seriously, and chatted quietly with Liu Yi, who hadn't found him during the holidays. Liu Yi complained to him, "What did you do during the summer vacation? Why didn't you answer my phone?"

He Pingan opened his mouth and popped out two simple words, "Learning!"

Liu Yi sneered, "Ha, you can still study, and you can still study on vacation, then I can get the first place in the school."

He Pingan ignored him, rolled his eyes, and turned his attention to Old Zhao.

"...You all know how you got into this school. The sports student is just a name. You will be in the third year of high school at the beginning of school. The school doesn't need you to participate in the sports meeting. You should also seriously think about your future. Those who take the physical education major or the physical education supplement test don’t need to train with me anymore.”

When a team of sports students heard this, they began to chat among each other. Everyone was just dawdling around. They really hadn't thought about the college entrance examination. Most of them looked confused.

He Ping'an is also one of them. Although he is a sports student, he has better physical strength. He usually skips a class with an excuse. He never thought about going to university, what sports major to take, and what can he do with a sports major in the future?

Next to him, Liu Yi teased him again, "Hey, didn't you study in the summer vacation? What university do you want to take?"

He Pingan didn't answer him, thinking of Lu Ming's subtle influence and education on him in the past two months.

He Ping'an was tangled and at a loss. He didn't intend to take the college entrance examination, but after making up lessons with Lu Ming, he promised that he would not disappoint his grandparents' expectations, and he didn't want Lu Ming to take back what he said when we met again. , If you are a good boy, look at yourself with disappointed eyes.

After Lao Zhao's lecture was over, everyone began to warm up. Several students who decided not to take the physical education exam had already left, and He Pingan began to think about his future.

University entrance exam?What school can I take?What professional?Do you want to continue practicing sports?

After running ten laps around the playground, 5000 meters, the sun was still scorching in late summer and early autumn. He Pingan was sweating all over, but he still had no clue.

This state lasted for a week.

On the last day at the end of August, the classroom was cleaned and a parent-teacher meeting was held. He Pingan was promoted from Class [-] of the second year to Class [-] of the third year.

After school, He Pingan stood in the corridor on the third floor, silently watching the students fighting on the school playground and the crowds coming in and out of the gate. The words of the head of the parents' association full of passion and fighting spirit echoed in his mind, and he looked at her with her. The helpless look in my grandmother's eyes.

He Pingan secretly made a decision.

The night before the official start of school, He Pingan took out his Chinese textbook for the first time, and silently recited ancient poems.