I'm still doing fine

Looking back now, those days seem not to have been spent day by day, but like a fast-forward movie, with long sections flashing in my mind.

Chen Chen, who doesn't ask for gods and Buddhas and doesn't believe in religion, sometimes thinks about it, and can't help but start to be dubious. He thinks that the oath may really have a special power. Let the big hand named fate hold the two of them by the back of the neck, and make the oath that should have been very early Children who have gone their separate ways are drawn together for a long time.

In a provincial capital city with a population close to 12 million, the two graduated from the same kindergarten and entered the same elementary school. Since then, the [-] years of their study career, when the distance between them is the farthest, there is only a wall between them , facing back to back to the spittle-splashing teachers on their podiums.

In mathematics textbooks, such extremely small probability events are collectively referred to as impossible events.This may be another name for the word "fate".

In the college entrance examination in June of that year, the number of candidates in Canglan Province hit a new high, and 50 people applied for it.

After the last exam was over, a sea of ​​relieved people gathered under the banner of the exam center and confronted the anxiously waiting parents outside through a large closed iron gate.

Chen Chen stood in the shadow of the corner of the teaching building, dancing and gesticulating with his classmates, not knowing what to say.

Tang Xiaozheng stood alone not far away, like many times in the past, silently looked into those bright eyes, pulled the corners of his mouth and then smiled, he thought, it seems that Chen Chen made no mistake, this is very good.

It was actually more obvious than when he finished answering the question by himself.

The iron gate in the distance dragged a fan shape and opened slowly.

The figures eagerly awaited by the outsiders passed by one after another, Tang Xiaozheng was bumped into a stumble, and when he stood still, Chen Chen's shadow disappeared from his field of vision, and he stood on the spot and raised his hand , Xuxu clenched his fist and took it back.

At that time, Chen Chen had already squeezed out the door, rolled his eyes, and found his parents under the third crooked tree at the school gate as promised, and ran over waving his hands, smiling brightly, "Dad! Mom!"

Mother Shang Qing stopped fanning the wind with her hands, took off her sunglasses, saw the smile on her face, felt relieved, but still couldn't help asking, "How do you feel?"

"Hey, don't worry, don't worry, you can answer all the answers." Chen Chen wiped his forehead and stuffed the stationery from the examination room into his mother's hands. He couldn't stand still as if the soles of his feet had been pricked, and he took out his trouser pockets in a panic. Help me take it back first..."

"Why are you going?" Shang Qing took it full of hands and stared, "What do you mean, why don't you go home with us?"

"I'll come back by myself at night." Chen Chen leaned forward and hugged his parents' necks, like a coquettish koala, "Xiaozheng's expression is not right, I have to accompany you. You also know that no one will come Pick him up."

Chen Chen drew back and stood away, blinking at his parents' expressions, "Hurry up and go home, it's so hot outside."

Shang Qing could only curl the corners of his mouth helplessly, sighed, then turned to him with the back of his hand, and made a gesture of pushing away. When the bouncing figures disappeared again, he turned and asked her husband, "Chenchen has a friend like Xiaozheng, is it true?" Is it a good thing?"

Chen Junren took the things from her, and led them to the parking lot. He used idealism to prevaricate questions that he didn't know the answer to. He said, "Don't think about everything. If you think it's a good thing, it is a good thing."

If this question was put in the past, Chen Junren would definitely give it affirmation without hesitation.Because parents know the difference best.

Tang Xiaozheng was motivated, stable and smart enough since he was a child.As the saying goes, it is a fallacy that three years old is considered old, and seven years old is considered old, but Chen Junren firmly believes that there is some truth in it.

For example, the kindergarten held an abacus and mental arithmetic competition. The children sat in the big classroom, and the parents who refused to leave hovered outside the floor-to-ceiling glass windows. The little Tang Xiaozheng frowned and moved the abacus skillfully and seriously, just like an old man with many years of experience in a pharmacy. Dude, flick from beginning to end, and don't put down the pencil end until the problem is finished.

And Chen Chen, who couldn't sit still, shook his little abacus from the very beginning. The excited smile on the corner of his mouth showed that he was not doing business. Tang Xiaozheng, who had finished the questions, called him and brought the little fool back to the right path. Chen Chen held the pencil in one hand and the test paper in the other. He simply stopped using the abacus and counted with ten short, fat fingers, and began to think hard.

Later, when it was time to receive the award and score, Tang Xiaozheng was dragged onto the podium holding a small award certificate. There were a lot of unconvinced children in the audience. Chen Chen sat in Shang Qing's arms and clapped his hands happily. , really didn't care about the ranking at all, and finally got the champion biscuit by acting cute.

Embarrassed, Shang Qing smiled with Zhang Jishu, knowing what she knew. She thought that her little monkey might not be able to study honestly in the future, and she was still a little worried.

Not long after entering elementary school, he was enlightened and learned to read and write, and the nightmare of Chen's parents became a reality.

The two people in the same class were treated very differently. Tang Xiaozheng got full marks in the exam, which led to Zhang Jishu being invited by the head teacher to share his educational experience at the parent meeting. At that time, Tang Xiaozheng was sitting on the porch outside the classroom , Leaning against the painted red pillar and waiting obediently.

However, Chen Chen was very active and noisy, which was a headache, and he settled down in the special seat beside the podium early. Chen Junren curled up in the low table next to the podium every parent-teacher meeting and looked at the teacher with difficulty. Public execution.At that time, Chen Chen was running wildly in the yard, filled the balloon with water and was chased into the toilet by the yellow-haired girls.

After finally waiting for the bell to ring, Chen Junren, who was freed from the low table, had to go to the toilet to fetch a soaked chicken, greeted Zhang Jishu with no dignity at all, and carried Chen Chen home with his face covered in desperation .

Later, holding a parent-teacher meeting for Chen Chen became a routine punishment item of the Chen family. Everyone's face changed when they heard about it. In order not to lose, they earnestly geared up to warm up and prepare.

Those few years were when children were most transparent in the eyes of their parents. For example, Shang Qing knew in several parent-teacher meetings that all the yellow-haired girls in elementary school had two favorite objects, and one was the one they really liked, such as Tang Xiaozheng, who collected It has all the characteristics of Prince Charming, and is shyly hidden in the hearts of the little girls and written in the diary.There is another one who pretends to like it, like a smoke bomb to confuse the public, such as Chen Chen, who is funny and easy to bully, and is talked about by the little girls and kept by his side.

Fortunately, Chen Chen was a fool, he didn't realize it at all, and he was complacent for a long time, and kept bragging about this as a representative of his good relationship with the opposite sex, and he was never hurt by it.

Such a secret, which was completely exposed to the eyes of parents, disappeared after entering junior high school and never appeared again.

The parents of the Chen family can only see that Chen Chen, who has always been a fool and doesn't pay much attention to his studies, suddenly has a posture of hanging his head and stabbing his ass in the third year of junior high school. I get up at 6 o'clock in the morning on weekends, and I can go to the study room of the library to stay all day.

Reflected in the grades, Chen Chen's name rose steadily from the middle of the grade to the senior high school entrance examination, and finally entered the top [-] of the grade. To everyone's surprise, he was admitted to the best high school in the province just like Tang Xiaozheng.

The Chen family was overjoyed, and couldn't find the reason, and finally went back to their hometown to put incense and earth on the ancestral grave, and mobilized the crowd.

Chen Chen, who entered high school, was bound by knowledge and calmed down a lot. His restlessness changed from blatant to cover-up. He stopped chasing and fighting with others, but always sneaked food in the last class in the morning. Beef Shaobing, spicy strips, instant noodles, and even brought half a roast chicken again, so that the teacher in front of the blackboard smelled the aroma, and brought it to the office to teach him a lesson.

He is still clumsy and likes to toss around. He smashed someone's test tube in the chemistry experiment class, lost a weight in the mechanics laboratory, and sometimes held Coke and straws to demonstrate the siphon effect, and ended up flooding half of his desk...

It's just that he never said any stupid things like "I have agreed with [-] points", but the scores on the paper are getting better and better and gradually stabilizing.

Until the third year of high school, Chen Chen was uncharacteristically, and the old things happened again, saying that he would cut his ambition.

The naturally soft curly hair on his head was turned into black stubble by him. In that year, Chen Chen had a new code name that was widely circulated, called "National Defense Student".

The "National Defense Student" has become an extremely organized and disciplined student. He no longer eats and plays secretly, assembles funny gadgets, and secretly complains about the teacher's chicken soup. He is like a robot with no battery, shutting down Entertainment function, non-stop brushing questions from morning till night.

If it is another family that expects a son to become a dragon, it will probably be very gratified by this.

But the parents of the Chen family are not demanding on grades. They always hope that their children can experience life according to their own wishes. Good studies are the icing on the cake, and it doesn’t matter if they don’t study well. child.

Looking at the always closed door, and the increasingly silent and always tired shadow on the dinner table, Shang Qing and Chen Junren began to worry since then, because it was not someone else who shaved their hair and became a "national defense student", but always The stinky Chen Chen, the Chen Chen who always has to coax and lie to put on thick clothes.

When asked the reason at first, Chen Chen was always perfunctory, and said with a smile, "Isn't it easy to wash if I cut it short? Besides, I look good, even if I don't have hair, what are you afraid of?".

Later, under Shang Qing's all-out efforts, Chen Chen finally gave a serious answer. He touched his prickly hair and said, "I don't have time. I have to follow Tang Xiaozheng. We've been together for so long. He will stop and wait for me, and if I can't catch up, he won't want me."

From that day on, Shang Qing had an inexplicable intuition, she couldn't even come up with a logical conclusion, so she could only suspect that she was thinking too much, and she didn't tell others anything.

It's just that the seeds of doubt have been planted in the soil, and it's only a matter of time before they take root.

The car engine ignited with a humming sound, Shang Qing came back to his senses, opened the car window and stretched out his hand slightly, the scorching summer wind brushed against the palm prints.