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Later, I sneaked into his bed several times, but he always turned his back to me.But I can still go around his waist and use the trick of "pick out the crotch", which will be stopped by him immediately.In fact, I didn't really think about it, I just thought it was fun.

But I didn't expect him to change the bed with his upper bunk because of the loud noise when climbing up, and I haven't dared to do that yet, so I can only accept the state of "separation" from him.

Looking back now, the high school years after that should be the happiest period of my life, even though the study gave me a headache.

In the past, my mentality was a trigonometric function, with a very short cycle, always jumping back and forth between peaks and troughs, and great joy and great sorrow were staged in turn.It was exhausting, and it always left me exhausted.

But during that time, I gradually entered a state of being accustomed to "being loved", my emotions were extremely stable, and I lived a relaxed and comfortable life.

When I was divided into arts and sciences, I followed him to choose science. Anyway, I don't like studying, so it doesn't matter what I study, as long as I am close to him.

My grades can be considered to have made great progress. I will definitely not be able to pass the entrance exams in key universities, but there is still hope for the next book.

One night during the summer vacation of the second year of high school, my dad came home.The knight was giving me tutoring when he opened the door.

"Legend, you don't have to go to school next semester, and I will send you to study in the United States in October." My dad held the doorknob, and his tone was so casual as if he was just asking me what I had for dinner.He was about to leave immediately after he finished speaking, probably just taking the time to come back and give me a notice.

"Dad..." I subconsciously called him, but because I was too surprised, I just leaned on the handle of the chair and turned my body to look at him blankly, unable to say a word.

The more time passed, the more I felt that my dad was a very strange person.At certain points he seems like a very responsible father.For example, whenever I want to enter a higher school, he will always fall from the sky, show his talents, and arrange a good future for me.

After the arrangements are made, he will disappear non-stop, as if there are some terrible germs on my body that prevent him from approaching.He deliberately distanced himself from me, as if he wanted to break the doomed close bond of "father and son".

I think he regards me as his son, and he is still concerned about my future. In order to prevent me from going astray, he forced me into the bright road he planned and built a high wall.As for whether I will overturn on the road and hit my head badly, he doesn't want to care.

Therefore, he has always treated me with a very contradictory attitude. While he doesn't want to admit that he has my son, he can't completely ignore his responsibility as a father, so he dragged me into such an awkward state.

What exactly caused this situation has always puzzled me, and the reasons for it were torn before me a long time later.

Before this, I thought it was me, that I was not good enough.If the tiger father gave birth to a dog son, the father would naturally not be able to love his son.

After being silent for too long, my dad said impatiently, "If there is anything I need to tell Uncle Zhang by myself."

When the door was half closed by him, I took a deep breath: "I don't want to study abroad!"

These words didn't make him stop. He probably expected my reaction a long time ago, but he never discussed it with me. We never really communicated.

I rushed over and grabbed the edge of the door, almost squeezing my hand.He finally turned to look at me, frowning.

The feeling of oppression forced me to be out of breath, and I babbled a lot of words incoherently.I don't remember the specifics, but the general idea is that I am studying hard and can pass one in the domestic college entrance examination.

I couldn't see through my dad's expression, and felt even more desperate, knowing that my words had no power.

Suddenly his eyes left me, and his eyelids lifted.At the same time, there was a force competing with me-it was the knight who grabbed my wrist away from the door, and the door was completely pushed open by him.

He stood next to me: "I proved that the performance of the park has indeed improved a lot."

He smiled at my dad very calmly: "Just let him do what he thinks." He paused for a few seconds and continued, "And people can't be easily changed by changing the environment. You must be sure of this truth. Understand."

When he said this, his tone was very strange. I didn't understand what he meant, but I found that my dad looked at him for a while and suddenly looked away.I thought it was his bad tone that made my dad angry, so I quickly tugged on his sleeve secretly.

He glanced at me and chuckled a few times: "I mean, he must not be used to it when you send him to the United States. He doesn't even bother to learn in China, let alone there is no one to supervise him, he must not learn." gone."

I quickly nodded in agreement.

Before my dad could give a definite answer, he was urged away with a phone call, which made me fearful for many days.Later, I called Uncle Zhang and asked about it before I felt relieved. My dad really didn't plan to send me abroad.I was overjoyed and thought it was all due to the knights.

Nothing major happened in the third year of high school, it was just study.

But less than three months before the college entrance examination, Wu Jiakun dropped out of school.

Because his stepfather died, his biological sons and daughters rushed home, accusing Wu Jiakun and his mother of occupying the magpie's nest and driving them out.It was not easy to rely on his mother to work alone for him to study in Beijing, so he dropped out of school and planned to go back to his hometown with his mother.

While packing his schoolbag, he succinctly told me about this experience, which embarrassed me again.I don't know what expression to make or what to say.I really want to say that I can lend you money, but I am afraid of hurting his self-esteem.

He tore off the table cover smartly and threw it to me: "I'll give this to you," and then said, "Don't make such an expression, it's not like I can't get in touch after I leave. We also have telephones and internet in Fujian. Bar."

I smiled reluctantly, and stared at him to clean up: "Then are you going back to study? But Fujian's college entrance examination questions are much more difficult than Beijing's..."

He dimpled from his laughter: "I'm not going to study anymore, and I won't be able to get into college anyway, so I might as well earn money earlier." He pushed the chair under the table, "Look at which of those big bosses went to college!"

I wanted to walk him to the school gate, but he refused, so I just sat on my seat and watched him swagger away.His high-spirited posture is no different from when he usually rushes out to play basketball.