Chapter 7 - When the night closes the world, the street lamps are warmly lit in the cracks of the city.Shen Dayye dragged the big schoolbag with difficulty and pushed open the door of her house.There were no lights on in her house, only a little dim light shining through the windows.Her mother was lying on the couch with her laptop in her hand and sleeping soundly.Shen Dayye tiptoed over, and saw that the corners of his mother's eyes were still moist, as if she was even in tears.Two biodegradable plastic bags on the dining table, which felt like paper, contained the canteen meals that my mother bought on the way home.Shen Dayye didn't turn on the light, for fear of disturbing his mother's rare sleep, so he gently put down his schoolbag, sat down at the dining table in the dark, took chopsticks, and gently opened the plastic bag containing maybe sweet and sour tenderloin.The food in Tsinghua canteen is famous all over the country, at least it is better than what my mother cooks, Shen Dayye thought.But as soon as she moved the bag, her mother rubbed her eyes and sat up from the couch."
Ye Ye, turn on the lights," Mom asked tiredly, "Why did you come back so late?"
”"Today was the first training session, and I walked home by myself until late."
Shen Dayye said, turned on the lights with a bang, and the living room and dining room were brightly lit up in an instant.Mom nodded and got up from the couch: "Give you a hot meal......
Mom was a little tired after class today, so I bought dinner from the cafeteria, and I was a little confused, but don't eat cold rice. ”Shen Dayye nodded obediently.Mom went into the kitchen and asked, "What's the competition?"
”Shen Dayye: "National Physics Competition for Middle School Students, ChinesePhysicsOlympiad. ”Mom was silent for a moment and asked, "CPhO?"
”Shen Tianye had actually mentioned this to her mother before—but her mother had been wandering the world."
Hmm."
Shen Dayye replied seriously: "Today is the first training, only me and our squad leader are from the two junior high schools, and the others are all high school seniors.The training sessions were very fast and I thought it was a lot of fun. ”Mother Shen was finally attracted to the interest, and said curiously: "In addition to us Ye Ye, there are actually junior high school students?"
Your squad leader?
Is it good to study?
”Shen Dayye said with tightness in his chest and shortness of breath: "He......
In the preliminary examination, we were the third in our grade, and in addition to Chinese and History, we were the first in all subjects. ”Mother Shen: "Wow. ”Her voice seemed to be immersed in her own world.The gas stove crackled, and Shen's mother was not very skilled in stir-frying hot dishes in the kitchen."
That's pretty impressive."
Shen's mother said, "Men and women?
”Fifteen-year-old Shen Dayye hugged the back of the chair and replied seriously: "Of course it's a boy." ”Mother Shen smiled: "How do you look?"
”Shen Dayye recalled Chen Xiaozhi's face, felt not very good, and told his mother: "The temper is very young master, but he looks good." ”Mother Shen smiled: "How good-looking?"
”The more Shen Tianye thought about it, the more congested he became, shaking his head, signaling that he didn't want to say any more.Mother Shen: "Okay......
How's the contest going, baby?
”"......"
Shen Dayye, who had just scored the lowest score in history, thought of Chen Xiaozhi who was ruthless and spicy, and felt uncomfortable from the bottom of his heart.
-If there is any difference between before and after returning to China, Shen Dayye has something to say.Until she returned to China, Shen Dayye had never hidden the test papers, she was the top 3% of her junior high school, and she was a well-deserved god of learning; But when she returned to China, the situation became like this: Shen Dayye sat in her room and took out the three scrolls she had desperately hidden from her schoolbag.Then she looked at the numbers on it, folded the scrolls into three squares of length and width, and stuffed them into the very edge of the top of the shelf.Mother Shen was dragging the floor outside, and suddenly asked, "Baby, have you taken the exam this week?"
”Shen Dayye, who was tiptoeing, immediately blushed his ears with shame, stuffed Chen Xiaozhi's shameful quiz paper into the bookshelf, and stammered: "No-no, we only have a monthly exam after the holiday." ”Shen's mother had always been relieved of her, so she didn't ask again.Probably because the environment was too silent, Shen Dayye sat at his desk, and suddenly remembered his past days dimly.Last semester, at this time of the night, the whole family would huddle on the couch, watch very silly talk shows together, and sometimes play Scrabble together.And now, outside the door, the mother is slowly dragging the floor, the chair is moving slowly, and the sofa is empty.Everywhere is different, even one less person - but this daily routine will continue.Is it a nightmare.However, nightmares wake up one day, and Shen Dayye knows that she will never see her father who loves her again in this life.After the loss of a loved one, the most painful thing is not the funeral, the funeral is just the beginning - the most painful thing is that in the countless days and nights after the funeral, in every moment of solitude in life, in every point in life where a father should exist, there is always a wound that can never heal.- The book.Shen Dayye looked at the leather book on the corner of the table, and the bronzing on it that was 'given to her beloved daughter' made her eyes sour.- Why?
Isn't this book here to change her life?
Shen Dayye thought sourly.But why couldn't it write to her father from the day she got sick?
Why can't she keep her fresh and warm father by her side?
It's just a cerebral infarction - a cerebral infarction, something that can be solved by an ambulance.Fifteen-year-old Shen Dayye exhaled with trembling, his eyes red, and he knew that he was messing around.Her phone vibrated suddenly.A letter sign appears on the Nokia screen on the small slide, and a new text message has arrived.This mobile phone has been used by her since the sixth grade, Shen Dayye picked up the mobile phone and clicked on the unread text message, and found that it came from an unfamiliar number starting with 132.The message goes like this: 'Will you do the last big question of the training class assignment?'
’Shen Dayye pressed the button with a coo, and replied to the text message seriously: 'Who are you?'
’It should be a classmate from the competition training, Shen Dayye thought, and found the homework paper from his schoolbag.The preliminaries were obviously not won by the number of questions, there were only four choices and two big questions on the paper, the last of which was about two insulated tubes that formed an isosceles triangle with the ground and the small charged balls moving in them.This question is not overrun, the difficulty is that the ball is inexplicably electrified, and the confounding factors must be considered.The text message flew into the mobile phone, Shen Dayye took out a blank A4 paper from under the table and prepared to solve the problem, picked up the mobile phone and looked at it.The text message went like this: 'I'm Chen Xiaozhi, save my mobile phone number. ’- It's the squad leader.Shen Dayye thought with relief in her heart, Chen Xiaozhi would not be normal, this obviously involved the knowledge they hadn't learned yet-given that her parents had taught Xiao Dayye to be helpful since she was a child, so she picked up the pen and went to study the question, thinking that she would tell him the idea first, and give him a good lecture in class tomorrow.The problem was really not simple, Shen Dayye solved it for a long time without progress, and jumped into a dug pit, and realized that he had run a long way before using calculus.Most physics problems have multiple solutions, but just like in mathematics, there is always an optimal solution to a problem.Shen Dayye also discussed with her mother for twenty minutes......
She went back to her room, picked up her little phone again, and found another unread text message: 'Will you have the last question?'
’From: "Chen Xiaozhi, the head of the third and fourth classes of junior high school".This is Shen Dayyecun's address book.She is not very sensitive to people's names, so they are all attributes + names, and Chen Xiaozhi is no exception.Shen Dayye stroked the curly hair and replied rigorously: "Yes, I just spent twenty minutes making it." ’She thought about it for a while, and felt that people should repay grievances with virtue, so she said kindly: 'If not, I'll call you to tell you?'
’In the next second, a small envelope flew in, and Shen Dayye clicked on the text message.Chen Xiaozhi, the head of the third and fourth classes of junior high school: 'Oh.So will I. ’Shen Dayye: "............"
You're sick!
-—— Aye, you just transferred back to China, and you are not familiar with the place, so you can't get stiff with Chen Xiaozhi.Shen Dayye held a mouth full of toothpaste foam, looked at the girl in the mirror who was full of fluffy hair and grinning and brushing her teeth, and brainwashed herself repeatedly: A knife on the head of the word forbearance, those who become big things can endure what ordinary people can't bear, you are already a mature adult, and you can't quarrel with Chen Xiaozhi.After all, teachers of all subjects like Chen Xiaozhi, who is "cheerful", "kind" and "full of responsibility......
He is the class president, and he has so many friends, and every time he gets out of school, there are a bunch of buddies waiting at the door of the class to go home with him.Transfer student Shen Dayye is unfamiliar with life, and he can only go home by himself until now.Therefore, Chen Xiaozhi must not be offended.At least, she can't afford to offend......
Because of this, although he intellectually wanted to kick him into the galaxy, Shen Dayye still restrained his desire to kill him, spit out the foam in his mouth, and wiped his face clean.In the huge living room, there was only a faint moonlight behind the curtains, and Shen's mother was already asleep.Shen Tianye stood in the empty living room, trance back to her original home in the United States—but in front of her was almost a completely unfamiliar living room, and outside the window was a new and unfamiliar city that she had heard almost only when her parents talked.Now this city will become her daily life in the future.Her once best friend became the name of the person in her memory, the school she attended turned into a building thousands of miles away, and she stood alone in a strange land, relying on her mother for her life.She can't even reveal how much she misses her father in front of people.Shen Dayye rubbed the tip of his red nose and locked the door in the dark.She found the notebook of the newsletter, the last letter scolding Chen Xiaozhi was still there, and the paper below was waiting for her reply in an orderly manner.Shen Dayye first wrote 'I will collect it myself after ten years', and then wrote down the question that he had been holding back for many days: "You always say that you want me to avoid detours.So what is my detour?"
Fifteen-year-old Shen Dayye pressed his pen against his eyebrows.The wind blew on a late summer night, and the fireworks and wind chimes hanging from her window rang loudly.She looked at the string of wind chimes clearly and blankly, rubbed her face after a moment, and continued to write, "And Chen Xiaozhi.Ten years have passed......
I can't even remember the names of my elementary school classmates.But you're twenty-five years old, so why do you remember him?"
Is it because he's so bad?