Chapter 89 The Son of the Wind

At the end of January, Meng Ye's sports-specific test results were officially notified to the school. He passed the urine test, and he didn't commit any fouls during the competition.

Now there is only one threshold left for cultural classes. According to what is said in the admissions brochure of Linda University, the candidates' scores in the college entrance examination can be considered qualified if they reach the local second-level, so Meng Ye is still very hopeful. As long as you grit your teeth and make it through this period of time, when you go to the exam room, don't play abnormally at the last shiver, and Linda will open the door to him.

In order to allow him to concentrate more on his studies, Zhuang Shao rarely disturbs him recently, and he doesn't even send text messages after class at night. What the hell is a mobile phone, the whole little overlord learning machine.

In February and March, the harsh winter just passed.

On the last day of March, Zhuang Shao received a call from his father. After all, his grandfather could not wait for the old friends in the park to study a new chess game. The previous night at the hospital near his home, the rescue efforts failed.

The last time his grandfather tricked him into going back with his illness, this time it came true. Zhuang Shao packed two or three pieces of clothes and set foot on the plane back to Linjiang overnight, and he didn't even have time to meet Meng Ye.

The next day happened to be April Fool's Day. Meng Ye didn't see anyone in the classroom and thought that Zhuang Shao lied to him. He thought that this person was too immoral, and he couldn't make fun of his grandfather if he lied. As a result, after the early self-study was over, the seat in front was still empty, and then it was realized that what was said in the text message was true.

When he got home, Youying specifically instructed him, saying that Zhuang Shao must be too busy these days, so don't disturb him if he has nothing to do. But how could Meng Ye use her instructions? He is more sensible than anyone else about matters related to Zhuang Shao.

I just didn't expect Zhuang Shao to leave for more than 20 days.

I don't usually think that after the few people, their F4 suddenly became a lot more deserted. No matter how loud Lu Xiaochuan’s endorsement was in the early self-study study, no one would swear at him. In the afternoon, Meng Ye was hungry and no one would take out a lot of food from the desk like Doraemon, and no one would stop Jiang Yue from beating them. . Obviously Zhuang Shao is usually the least talkative one, but this time everyone's life is missing a large piece, which is really strange.

Jiang Yue sighed for a long time every day, and even a heartless person like Lu Xiaochuan sighed from time to time: "When will Shuhuan come back? If I don't come back, I will be drowned by the questions that I don't know."

At the same time, every day when he called Lu Xiaochuan, he hurriedly roared at the mobile phone: "Shuhuan, I am like Ping, Shuhuan!! How is the battle on your side? You have no arms or legs! The battlefield is dangerous, you must take care of yourself. !!"

Shuhuan said I'm going to kill you, isn't Yiping Meng Ye? I have been led astray by you.

Lu Xiaochuan smiled and handed the phone behind him: "Well, you're good."

Meng Ye's face turned black: "Go to the side!"

"Got it!"

The teaching between classes was very noisy. Both of them had their ears pressed against the receivers. Meng Ye also put his shoulders against the window glass, and his index finger creaked on it.

Zhuang Shao asked, "What are you busy with?"

"Just finished physics class."

"Do you understand?"

"I don't understand why I don't understand, and Lao Jiang has no time to pay attention to me."

"I don't understand, I didn't see you filming it for me."

Meng Ye's eyes widened, looking eagerly at the new branches of the big tree outside the window, which were emerald green and full of vitality, thinking, you forgot to contact me yesterday.

"I didn't see you asking me."

Zhuang Shao heard what he meant, and immediately admitted his mistake: "Yesterday was too rushed. When I got to the room, I fell asleep and forgot to send you a text message."

The voice was really tired.

Grandpa's illness has long been known to be incurable, so mourning is a happy mourning, even grandma can see it. But Zhuang Shao was still very sad. He always remembered the way his grandfather held his hand in the ward, loving and regretful.

It's too late to recognize each other, and if you don't get along well, you will be separated forever.

After sending off grandpa, the whole family took almost two weeks to get out of the haze. Zhuang Shao had to take care of grandma and clean up grandfather's old things. After finishing his mood, he went to deal with trivial matters. For example, he was busy with the transfer of the house yesterday. all day.

According to Grandpa's intention before he left, the house should go directly to Zhuang Shao's name. Grandma and Xie Minghui have no objection to this. Grandma feels that she has treated her grandson badly over the years, and she can make up as much as she can, even if it is in terms of money? Xie Minghui felt that it didn't matter, anyway, the money would be defeated sooner or later in his hands, so it was better to leave it to his son.

Speaking of Xie Minghui, don't even mention this father. When he asks anything, he always says "I don't understand, I'll listen to you."

All day long in the wind and the fire, dealing with offices and intermediaries, when Zhuang Shao is too tired to take it, he thinks about Meng Ye, his delicate nose, his calf that cramps from time to time, and itches when he is pinched. With a narrow waist, couldn't hold it in anymore and thought about his soft lips and...

You can't think any more, you'll break the precepts any more. The little monk is on his own, settles his relatives well, and handles these trivial things well, and the future of the two will be more secure and free from obstacles.

The red scarf on the little monk's chest fluttered in the wind.

Except when talking to Zhuang Shao on the phone, Meng Ye spoke a lot less.

Although he doesn't have to practice as hard as before, he still maintains the habit of running a few laps a day. After entering April, he started at five o'clock every day, went to the school to run three laps to wake up and then returned to the classroom to endorse. The effect was simply outstanding.

Lu Xiaochuan said that he didn't see that your kid was extremely talented before, but it was actually a piece of study material! Jiang Yue said what do you know? This is called turning thoughts into motivation. He must now wish to take the college entrance examination tomorrow.

This is not bad, Meng Ye really can't wait to take the exam tomorrow, so that he can see Zhuang Shao immediately.

On Friday night, stepped out of the school gate for self-study. It was dark outside, and the birds were too sleepy to fly.

Let’s rest, let’s rest, Meng Ye thought, you guys don’t stop, I’m racing against time, I’m a fool to fly first! Thinking about it, he stepped up and walked into the carport, but he died before he was successful, the bicycle chain fell off, fuck.

After a long time of repairing, it was finally repaired, and it was a gallop on the ride. The warm spring wind blew past his cheeks, the wicker buds were beginning to sprout, and the fragrance burst into his nostrils.

"Cool!"

When he got excited, he simply stood up and pedaled. His legs were as if they had been filled with oil. The more he rode, the more vigorous and smooth the ride became.

"Zhuang Shao—!"

"Zhuang Shao! I'm riding a great bike!"

It would be nice if you were by your side, I can count it out, you know.

Or the couple who have been together for a long time will become husband and wife. Meng Ye suspects that he has become nervous after spending a long time with Zhuang Shao, and the road will roar and scream.

When hurried home, the spring rain fell, and shoulders got a little wet. He parked the car and rushed into the house, but his mother and sister still hadn't slept.

"What's the situation, wait for me?"

"Grandma's lost!"

"what?!"

It turned out that when Yu Na arrived home and found no one at home, she called her mother and found out that she was not at home to collect the bill tonight, and her 70-year-old grandmother was nowhere to be found. As soon as the two met, they came back as soon as they wanted to go out to find Meng Ye.

"Why are you standing still, go find it!"

The three of them decided to go their separate ways. One of them had a flashlight in his hand. Before they got to the place where they parted ways, they found out that the old lady was supported and slowly walked back. She fixed her eyes on Zhou Yunfei, with her left hand supporting her right. Umbrella.

"Mom!" You Ying looked at Zhou Yunfei suspiciously, and then at her mother. Her mother's body has been tough recently. Could it be that she hurt her leg when she went out?

"It's alright."

"It's all right." The old lady waved her hand cheerfully, "I just got lost, he brought me back." She turned her face and stared at Zhou Yunfei: "Why are you standing there, call me Auntie!"

……Hold.

Zhou Yunfei was speechless. He glanced at Yu Na, Yu Na pretended to be calm, but her ears were actually red.

"Xiao Zhou, did you specially send my old lady back?"

"Yeah." Zhou Yunfei raised his chin, "Don't let the old lady walk around alone in the future. Yanling is a small place, but I was lucky to meet you today."

The old lady slapped her thigh: "Do you know why, you are related to our family! Ouch, oh my leg, Yingzi, give me a hand, oh oh oh..."

Zhou Yunfei wanted to leave, and Yu Na sent him out. As soon as people walked, the old lady's waist didn't hurt, her legs didn't hurt, she jumped three feet high: "Today's harvest is very big!"

"?"

Then he gulped and swallowed cold water, almost choking himself to death.

"Yingzi, let me tell you, this kid has a really good character. Although he is a little older, he will hurt people when he is older, so be as big as he is!"

"..." You Ying rolled her eyes at the ceiling, "Mom, you wouldn't go to him to touch porcelain, would you?"

"That's not true! I was just wandering around in my free time, and I happened to meet this kid. I said I was hungry, and he insisted on treating me to a meal, not to mention it was delicious, that crispy duck—"

"Speak the truth!"

The old lady was so happy that she couldn't see her teeth but her eyes: "All in all, this kid is cold-hearted and has a trustworthy character. Nana is still young, but it doesn't delay our investigation. Choosing a son-in-law should start with a baby."

"Go to sleep, Mom, the eight characters haven't been written yet." You Ying hurriedly sent the old lady back to her room to rest, and when she went downstairs, she poured her anger on her son: "If the upper beam is not right, the lower beam is crooked, and if you are a brother's puppy lover and a younger sister, just follow him. , this home is not good."

Meng Ye was quite open to it: "Don't worry, Mom, my sister is a shaved head and a hot girl. I have already tried it."

What did You Ying say after hearing this? ! He also picks and chooses, why is our Nana not worthy of him?

Xia Nao finally went back to their rooms to rest. Meng Ye sat in front of the desk and rummaged through his schoolbag. The homework and tutorial books were in a mess, and pens were scattered everywhere.

He put them in the same way, flattening them all. During the process of tidying up, he felt that the loose hair was particularly annoying, so he found a rubber band to tie it up.

It's been almost two or three months that haven't cut head. My hair is over ears, messy, and it grows like nostalgia.

He stuck a small chirp on the back of his head, he didn't know what to do without looking in the mirror, he just thought it was more convenient.

The drizzle fell on the window, and there was no dream at night.

The next morning riding to school early in the morning, Xiao Chiu Chiu was still stuck in the back of his head, and he became even wilder. He walked through the streets like a son of the wind, with his backpack slung across his back, his blue and white school uniform fluffed by the wind and his drawstring flying backwards.

I am about to be liberated, about to be free, about to be able to love someone without hindrance.

He even wanted to open his arms in a dashing way! Of course for safety's sake...

If you are lame again, you will be disabled, and you can't let Zhuang Shao support us for the rest of your life, right? This is how the man cares for the family!

When arrived at the school and threw the car into the classroom, the bell rang along with the movement of pulling the chair.

Meng Ye fell asleep!

"..." Jiang Yue scratched her face and kicked Lu Xiaochuan's stool, "What's the situation, just praised him yesterday as a learning vanguard and got sweated today?"

Lu Xiaochuan said that it is harmful, people in love are like this, sometimes they are like two kicks and sometimes they are like a deflated balloon. Jiang Yue said what a metaphor for you! Lu Xiaochuan said that my buddy created it by himself, how about it, is it appropriate or not?

The two of them gags aside and didn't wake Meng Ye up.

He was sleeping soundly on his stomach.

At the end of the morning self-study, there was a sudden noise in the classroom, as if someone called the monitor a few times, and then it became quiet again. Meng Ye scolded in his dream - the squad leader, the squad leader, your uncle, the squad leader was exhausted by you and ran away!

Dreaming that the little Chiu Chiu behind his head was moved by someone.

... who is so annoying.

He turned over in confusion. As a result, the man was particularly arrogant, and rubbed Xiao Jiu-chiu again.

"Tsk!"

He straightened up suddenly, opened his eyes with a clatter, and the familiar face was close at hand!

"Why is your hair so long?" Zhuang Shao stared at him with his chin propped up, "I almost didn't dare to recognize it."

Meng Ye immediately stopped!

"You... when did you come back?"

"last night."

"Then why didn't you tell me?"

"Setting up my dad."

Xie Minghui also followed. The days are too boring, so he comes to smoke.

During these days, Zhuang Shao has become darker, sunburnt, thinner and tired. He looked at Meng Ye quietly, but those eyes seemed to come up in the next second, which was unbearable.

Meng Ye was both surprised and happy. He wanted to hug him and shake it violently. Fortunately, he remembered that this was in the classroom, and his thick and dark eyelashes were frantically blinking with excitement.

It took me a while to realize - fuck, my hair is still tied up, what the fuck is this like.

He reached out and was about to take off his hair tie, but Zhuang Shao stopped him from saying goodbye, tie it up, it looks good.

"What's so beautiful? Fuck you." He lowered his head to find the book, but he actually concealed his joy.

Zhuang Shao said it was beautiful, really, very beautiful, like a little girl.

Meng Ye said I beat you!

Zhuang Shao smiled: "I mean we are such a perfect match."

A good student keeps his head and bluffs, and a bad student has long hair and pretends to be quiet. The two bastards are a perfect match and deserve to be together forever.

nearing the end