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Chapter 17 Is it enough?
Chapter 17 Is it enough?
The three went home in the dark. Fortunately, the hotel had turned off the lights. Unfortunately, the Queen Mother had not yet gone to bed.
"Where did you go to be a thief?" She shouted angrily while sitting at the front desk, causing the three little thieves to tremble all over.
"Mom..." Meng Ye suddenly stood still, "You haven't slept yet."
"Nonsense, none of the three of you came back. My heart is too big to be able to sleep. Come on, why did you go."
She reached out to touch the switch, and Meng Ye shouted again: "Don't turn on the light!"
"Why are you so surprised!" You Ying's heart almost stopped. After realizing it, she not only turned on the light, but also got up and beat her son. However, she was dumbfounded when she saw the two killing Matt next to her.
"You, you are—"
Meng Yexin finished thinking and couldn't explain it, but she said, "Cosplay!"
"...Mom is wise."
"Is there an event at school tonight?"
Meng Ye nodded sharply.
"I'm a sophomore in high school and I still want to play all day." You Ying pointed at them one by one with pointed fingernails.
"By the way, Mom," Meng Ye gestured behind him to let them go quickly, "I got my monthly test results this time."
Fucking idly peeling his fingers: "How is it?"
"Into the full six!"
"Oh, so it's the seventh from the bottom?"
"Yes! It's okay, you have to reward me for progress."
Yu Na ran faster than a rabbit, Zhuang Shao walked around the corner and turned around, only to see Sister Ying snorting: "Isn't that still unable to get into college? I tell you, brat, don't change the way and let me agree to your competition, no fun. ."
Meng Ye's face changed instantly: "I promised well before, how can you, as a parent, refuse to admit it?"
"When did I make a good promise? I said I would consider it. Besides, what kind of progress is it from the last to seventh? Mom, it's enough for you to stay on the track and field team, don't stop."
Meng Ye was so angry that he stood there panting heavily.
He didn't mean to be unhappy, but he was about to go to the provincial track and field championships, and the registration must be approved by the guardian. Last time, because the game was in the city, and it didn't take two days to go back and forth, the mother nodded reluctantly, but this time it wasn't so easy.
However, after finally getting the qualification for the competition, Meng Ye will not give up no matter what. He said: "If you don't let me go to the competition, I won't eat, and I will start a hunger strike today!"
His mother sneered: "Okay, starve to death."
The mother and son are more stubborn than the other, and they don't know which donkey came from the hill.
The next day, Yu Na had a short haircut that was short at the front and long at the back (it was too rough to do so), but she didn't expect the effect to be very fashionable.
After sending her to school, Meng Ye said that he was going to teach the surname Yin a lesson. Zhuang Shao said that you should not go. I was afraid that you would go and beat people to death. Let me handle this matter. Meng Ye happily went to find Lu Xiaochuan to be cheap.
It was math class in the morning. Before going there, Zhuang Shao asked his teacher for a leave.
The teacher asked why are you going? He said, "I'm going to make a fool of myself in the first year of high school, no!" I went to the first year of high school to get the test paper, and the test paper fell to my sister.
The learning environment in Senior One is relatively relaxed. Many people are sneakily eating in the early self-study, and the class teacher is too lazy to care.
Zhuang Shao went over and knocked on the open door: "Hello, teacher."
"Fuck."
Dozens of pairs of eyes lifted up and exclaimed.
In the eyes of the lower grade students who have just entered the school, the upper grade seniors first have a sense of majesty, and they are still short-suffered and do not wear school uniforms! What a fucking maverick and different!
The head teacher stood up: "What are you doing?"
"I'm a sophomore upstairs," Zhuang Shao was polite and unhurried. "Come to my sister Yu Na to get her textbooks. My mother messed up in the morning."
Yu Na looked at a loss, didn't I collect the schoolbag myself? ?
"What textbook, bro."
The head teacher was also very puzzled: "Isn't her brother Meng Ye, who are you?"
"Let's talk about it in the corridor, so as not to disturb the students' study."
The two stood outside the door talking, and the person sitting at the door was in charge of eavesdropping, and then interpreting it to the whole class at the same time.
"He said that Yu Na was adopted! He is her cousin! My dear! Just found it after more than ten years of searching!"
"Oh my god..."
so poor. Everyone looked at Yu Na with a hint of sympathy.
"They also said that Yu Na didn't have a puppy love. They are now living at Yu Na's adoptive mother's house, so they go to school together!"
"Oh my god..."
It turned out to be a misunderstanding.
Immediately, a wall of grass began to mutter: "I said it's impossible, you still don't believe it. It's all to blame for those who gossip."
"..." Yu Na really found the high school textbook from her schoolbag, ran out and shoved it into Zhuang Shao's hand: "Fuck away."
The head teacher stared: "Why are you talking to your brother? People care about you very much!"
Does he care about me? He arranges me! You don't know, teacher, he makes up stories and is best at lying calmly! Yu Na thought to herself, I can't listen to it anymore, I'm about to make me a Xia Ziwei who lives in the folk and has gone through 9981 hardships!
But have to say that Zhuang Shao's words are very useful. In less than half a day, the incident spread to the school again, and most people believed it, because Zhuang Shao said it with nose and eyes.
Of course Qiao Sheng knew it was fake, but he couldn't be a demon for the time being. Because he was dragged to the rooftop by Meng Ye and beaten hard.
In addition, in the evening, Dong Huihui broke into the classroom directly, crying in front of the whole class with snot and tears. In her mouth, Yin Yujun is seeing a Chen Shimei who loves her, a heartbreaker who should be struck by lightning, but Yu Na is completely innocent! She said that she misunderstood Yu Na, was very ashamed, and learned a lesson, and sincerely hoped that she could forgive herself.
Yu Na didn't understand what was going on, but just gave her a tissue out of generosity, so that she would clean her eyes when she had a boyfriend in the future. Dong Huihui nodded and changed his mind.
It was only after a long time that Yu Na knew that Zhou Yunfei had asked her to come that day. Zhou Yunfei said: It is not authentic to slander women. Right now Yu Na doesn't know, but she doesn't take it to heart.
Her life has returned to calm, and her brother's life has begun to be choppy again, hey, it's not over.
In the 24 hours after he issued the hunger strike declaration, Meng Ye drank a few liters of water and had to run to the toilet three times during a class. At night, he was so hungry that he didn't even attend training.
Only Lu Xiaochuan was seen on the playground, and Lao Yang asked, "Where's Meng Ye, is he sick?"
Lu Xiaochuan thief smiled: "I want to die with death."
"Nerve!" Lao Yang walked away.
Zhuang Shao has a lot of questions to do today, not only the regular ones, but also the competition questions that the master left him alone.
At half past nine, looked up from the sea of questions, and the person next to me was dying.
Zhuang Shao pinched others: "Persistence is victory."
"Fuck you." Meng Ye rolled his eyes feebly, "Come and try two hungry."
Seventeen or eighteen-year-old boys can not fall in love, they can't stop eating, and they can't eat one meal less.
Worried that he would really die, Zhuang Shao went to the commissary to buy a box of milk and a bean paste bread, inserted a straw into the milk, tore the bag of bread and handed it to him.
"Don't eat." He turned his face.
"So determined?"
"You think I'm joking." Meng Ye said, "After practicing for so long, I finally got results. I've decided to participate in this provincial championship. It's useless for anyone to stop me."
Zhuang Shao looked down at his heels.
Is running so attractive? Zhuang Shao couldn't understand. In his opinion, running is just a pastime. Of course, someone like Meng Ye who is at the competition level says otherwise, but the competition is generally for further studies, just like the physical chemistry competition.
He asked, "Why do you like running so much?"
Meng Ye said: "My father is a middle-distance runner based on genetics."
It turned out to be the inheritance of the father.
"So you like it since you were a kid."
Meng Ye shook his head: "No, I didn't like it when I was young."
When he was a child, the most annoying thing for him was running, because this sport kept his father away for many years, either training or participating in competitions, and he didn't see each other several times throughout the year.
He can run, but he pretended not to be able to run since he was a child, and his sports performance is always the bottom of the class.
He never watches track and field matches live on TV, and he doesn't care about his father's trophies and medals. He hated the sport, hated the same hatred as his mother, spit on the track, cut his dad's vest, and hid his dad's running shoes, just because he realized that running was more important to dad than mom and himself .
He has the same birthday wish every year, which is to hope that his father can retire and return to his hometown to attend his parents' meeting instead of his mother. Later, this wish came true, his father retired unexpectedly, and the raging fire was extinguished.
His father never ran away again. He was drinking and begging for salary all day long. Like Mrs. Xianglin, he mentioned his bravery when he saw everyone. He scolded the coach and the provincial team for being unfair to him, and refused to give the injured veteran a chance.
Meng Ye, however, fell in love with running and never turned back. Maybe I want to try to see if I can do it myself, maybe I want to take a look at the scenery of the highest place on behalf of another person, to prove that sacrifice is not meaningless.
He buried his head and lay on the desk silently. Zhuang Shao fed the bread to his mouth: "Take a bite and give me a face."
When Lu Xiaochuan came back from training, he passed the back door and glanced inadvertently, almost without a needle!
Eat something, Yiping.
Don't eat, don't eat, I don't eat!
Eat some, I feel bad if you don't eat!
Don't eat, don't eat, don't eat!
Dude, who is the same table, this is the whole fucking state of love.
Lu Xiaochuan shook his arms and rushed in, grabbed the bread and took a bite: "Shuhuan, he won't eat me!"
"...nervous." Meng Ye scolded him.
"You still have the strength to scold people. It seems that you won't die in a while, Shuhuan, don't worry about it."
"Are you fucking sick?" Meng Ye couldn't bear it any longer, "Where is Shuhuan?"
"Yiping, I'm my sister, Yiping! Are you blind?"
Zhuang Shao put on his headphones calmly.
He asked someone to borrow a bicycle for his self-study next night, and planned to carry someone from Meng back. Meng Su was indeed too hungry to walk, but being cheap must be committed: "Hey, rickshaw driver!"
"..." Zhuang Shao was expressionless, "I can't get up."
Meng Ye stepped forward and hugged Zhuang Shao's back tightly.
"Fuck, your waist is so thin."
The quality of this car was not very good, and it almost fell apart when he was shocked so violently. Zhuang Shao frowned and clicked his tongue: "Be calm, go down and walk if you are not honest."
Being trained, Meng Ye touched the tip of his nose.
The summer night wind is warm and sweaty, passing through the cracks in the hair tips.
"Why don't you take a taxi?" Meng Ye asked.
"The living expenses are not enough." Zhuang Shao didn't turn his head. "When I rescued your sister, I made a few trips, and I had to fix my watch and buy a new school uniform."
Meng Yexin felt ashamed: "I've been on a hunger strike for the past few days, and I'll give you all the food I save."
It's a bit of a shared adversity.
Zhuang Shao smiled silently: "No, you can go in peace, and I'll help you make the most of the money you save."
"Fuck you." Meng Ye punched him.
In fact, Zhuang Shao had an idea in his heart. He felt that he should be able to convince Meng Ye to give it a try when he got home, but he didn't express his thoughts, lest Meng Ye would be disappointed if he couldn't do it.
After a while, Meng Ye asked again, "Why don't you itch when I hug you?"
Zhuang Shao said: "born."
"So arrogant."
Meng Ye squeaked at him lightly. Seeing that he didn't respond, he was a little dissatisfied, and simply put his hand in through the hem of his T-shirt.
Zhuang Shao's skin was slippery, his waist was sweaty, and there was a thin layer of abdominal muscles that rose and fell as he rode his bike.
Feel the navel, the edge of the lower abdomen, the elastic band of the school pants.
Zhuang Shao: "Have you touched enough?"
It seems enough, and it seems not enough.
Meng Ye withdrew his hand, feeling hairy in his heart, and didn't speak again along the way.