tall rose

Chapter 68 LXVIII

After the Spring Festival, the weather warms up quickly, and the clothes become thinner one by one.

Xia Zang originally wanted to buy two sets of new clothes for Yang Sheng, after all, he couldn't go home to get the old clothes.

But the boyfriend himself is not a particular person, so he just wraps his clothes around his body and it's over; fortunately, they are about the same size, and he also likes to see Yang Sheng wear his clothes.

In addition, the quarrel between the two of them cut off an important source of income, and they couldn't spend as much money as before; in addition, they were busy in class and didn't have time to go shopping (gai).After all sorts of reasons, I had to give up on buying clothes.

"It's just two sets of clothes, it's not enough to make us unable to eat." Xia Zang had persuaded him like this before, but the little hamster shook his head vigorously.

"There's no need to spend those unreasonable money." Yang Sheng calculated carefully, "And the money in our card is not only for finishing the college entrance examination, but also for the tuition and miscellaneous fees of the university."

That's right, both of them are unwilling and unable to spend their family's money any more. They want to be richer and have more confidence in their lives.

The numbers on the whiteboard moved a few more times, and Xia Zang carefully wiped off the smeared and fuzzy water stains, occasionally staring blankly.

There are still 120 days until the college entrance examination.

At the beginning of school, Teacher Luo gave him another job, and when he lowered his head to sort out the pile of difficult English points, he suddenly said: "You baby, you have lost a lot of weight after a few years?"

"Not really." Xia Zang smiled embarrassingly.

After tidying up, he was about to go back to the classroom when Teacher Luo stopped him and handed him a box of pineapple cakes.

"Given by a relative at home, the taste is very good."

Xia Zang was at a loss for a while: "Well, teacher, I can't accept..."

"Take it, I didn't expect you to grow meat back after eating a box of snacks." Teacher Luo's tone could not be refused, "I told you before, don't be too tight on yourself when you study, and now it's the sprint stage, pay more attention to your body .”

The teacher was full of love, and Xia Zang couldn't refuse any more, so he had to accept it with both hands, and said in a low voice, "Thank you, teacher."

After school at noon, Yang Sheng waited until he hadn't told him about the pineapple cake that the teacher gave away. Yang Sheng shook the big plastic bag with rich contents in his hand and sighed, "Brother, we have enough food for this week."

It turned out that Yang Sheng went to his teacher's office for a stroll, and was fed by his teachers one after another.

"The little bear biscuits were given by Sister Yi, she said that her daughter who just started kindergarten likes to eat strawberry flavor the most; then Brother Liu gave a whole box of chocolate popsicles, of course Haoyue and Yanxu took half of them. Well, old man Wang also gave me a pack of crackers, and then said that my throat was too bad, and brought me a box of mints..."

"Big harvest." Xia Zang also had to follow along with emotion, "The welfare of No.1 in the class is really good."

"It's not just me." Yang Sheng curled his lips, "The main reason is that I went to the office too many times, and the teachers didn't want to give me anything, so I'm not very embarrassed."

Xia Zang laughed when he heard this.

"Oh, besides, Lao Lu said that my mother contacted him and asked me if I came to school." Yang Sheng frowned and started another topic, "He also said that my mother will come to school sometime, maybe she will bring uncle with her Come."

"It's okay." Xia Zang coaxed softly, "Anyway, they can't take you away forcibly at school."

"I'm not worried about that." Yang Sheng said, "Since I ran out, I'm sure they won't ask them to catch me back. I just..."

After a pause, Yang Sheng quietly took Xia Zang's hand, "I just don't know how to face my mother for now."

Xia Zang clasped his palm back and shook it lightly.

But before Yang Sheng could meet his mother again, Xia Zang received a call from his mother first.

It was a very common thing in the first place, and my mother would call him whenever she thought about it.

Only this time, Xia Zang's heart beat subtly a few times when he saw the shaking note address.

He answered the phone and called softly, "Mom."

Mother's voice was as calm and soft as usual: "Have school started, Xiaozang?"

"Well, I just had a class for one day." Xia Zang said, his eyelashes drooping, and his gaze was stroking the words Yang Sheng left for him in the diary.

And Yang Sheng was leaning on his shoulder, silently reciting the words that must be memorized, but his heart was beating against his shoulder blades.

"During the Chinese New Year days, I was so busy that I got dizzy. I called you once just thinking about it, and today..." Mother said slowly and unhurriedly. Xia Zang sighed and interrupted.

"Mom, just speak up if you have anything to say, there's no need to be so devious between the two of us."

"It's not mean-spirited. You're busy with your studies. I always think about when I'll call you." The mother said, with a hint of melancholy in her tone, "Of course you, baby, will definitely say that I'm not bothering you all day long." Thinking about things, but we all have to admit that our mother-child relationship is very problematic."

Xia Zang frowned, "Mom."

But the mother didn't pick on him, and continued on her own: "It's also because of problems and suspicions that I have no right to interfere with your growth and your choice."

"Did you know something?" Xia Zang closed the diary, covered Yang Sheng with his hand and placed it on the palm of his thigh.

Yang Sheng understood, and clasped his fingers together.

"Your father contacted me and told me about you and Xiaosheng," the mother said.

"Oh," Xia Zang was still taken aback, "That's it."

"Xiaosheng is a good boy." The mother said, trembling was suppressed in her calm tone, "Although I haven't met him yet, I believe he is a good boy."

"Of course he is, I'm sure, you will like him." Xia Zang said firmly, and Yang Sheng stared at him with black eyes.

"Both of you are good children." The mother trembled and tried to remain calm, "But Xiao Zang, this road is not easy to walk. And your life has just begun."

"I know, Mom, but I love him, and he loves me too." Xia Zang said lightly, lightly biting the word "love" heavily.

"What if you meet someone better in the future?" Mother asked, raising her voice rarely.

"But no one will be him." Xia Zang said.

He didn't think he'd have an argument with his mother one day, though it wasn't exactly an argument.

It's just that the opinions of the mother and son are contradictory.

They are still reserved and euphemistic, with undercurrents surging under the calm.

Xia Zang waited for his mother's rebuttal, imagining himself as a motionless rock in the torrent; he had no edges and corners, but his stubbornness hurt his mother's heart.

"Then are you happy now?" Mother asked softly.

"Happy." Xia Zang couldn't deny it, and Yang Sheng rubbed his neck.

Mother was silent for a while, and said tiredly and relieved: "Just be happy."

His stubborn rock finally turned back into a kite in the sky, and the string of the kite was in the hands of his mother.

After all, she couldn't bear him to fall, and finally made up her mind to let go.

"But you still have to give me some time, I have to think about it. But don't worry, I won't interfere in your affairs, I just need some time to convince myself and give you the blessings you deserve."

Xia Zang blinked, but the sockets of his eyes were actually a little sour, and he wanted to say "thank you" subconsciously, but it was too unpleasant.

It's so incomprehensible.

So he only answered "Got it", and solemnly called: "Mom."

"Auntie loves you very much." Yang Sheng said.

Xia Zang was silent for several seconds, then slowly said: "I love her very much too."

"You should tell her face to face." Yang Sheng said, the light in his dark eyes was steady.

"Then next time." Xia Zang murmured, repeating it with a smile as if to remind himself, "Next time."

Yang Sheng never waited for his mother to come to him.

He reissued a bank card with a new ID card, and under the supervision of the caring team headed by Xia Zang, his voice gradually returned to its former clearness.

Everything is slowly returning to the right track, and he prepares for the exam with peace of mind, with his lover by his side.

Of course, the people around him are also very kind to him, such as teachers, friends, and even ordinary classmates who didn't know each other before.

Even Yuan Liquan would give him a piece of chewing gum when he ran into him occasionally, saying it was mint flavored and it was good for the throat.

He learned to be content and happy from a very early age, but after all, the country is easy to change and the nature is hard to change.

So I would laugh at myself with my boyfriend, saying that I am not greedy enough; in the end, my boyfriend patted his head in surprise and said, "What do you get, you are not greedy enough?"

"I have you, and friends like Haoyue Yanxu, Boss Lu and Lao Lu have always taken care of me, and my subject teachers have a good temper..." Yang Sheng counted with his fingers.

"But these are not enough." Xia Zang said, "You deserve to be liked by more people."

"Ah, you won't be jealous now, brother?" Yang Sheng was stunned, and joked casually.

"Don't change the subject." Xia Zang raised his hand and knocked on his forehead, "Tell me, what else do you want, why are you being polite to me?"

"Of course I want to go further and further with you, and I wish I could eat you skinned and boned." Yang Sheng said in a yellow/pitched tone, but his expression was solemn and serious.

Xia Zang waited for him quietly.

As if discouraged, Yang Sheng lowered his eyes and said, "I want...my mother's blessing for both of us."

For Xia Zang's uninterrupted affection, and also for the bit of maternal love he had hoped for.

But they all know that this is indeed an unattainable wish.

Xia Zang said, "Sorry, be good."

Yang Sheng laughed at him: "What are you saying sorry for?"

Xia Zang said softly, "Because I'm sad to see you."

Later, Yang Sheng still didn't wait for his mother to come to school, and there seemed to be no news from Xia Man.

Having lost his phone and watch, his perception of external information has become even more insensitive; fortunately, weekly political hotspots are uniformly distributed by Lao Wang, and he can complete the reserve of knowledge and information without going online.

This is a good thing for the more than 100-day college entrance examination, after all, he eliminated the interference of many harmful and useless information.

Until one afternoon's self-study class, Lao Lu walked in with long legs, waved to Yang Sheng who was leaning in the aisle, and said, "Come out, Yang Sheng, someone is looking for you."

He slightly shook his head at the searching gazes of his two deskmates, closed the test paper, got up and followed Lao Lu out the door.

The lady was propping her hands on the low wall beside the corridor, wearing a light plain dress with gauze, her long crow-colored hair reaching her waist, and her back was like a cloud of smoke.

It is true that he has not seen this lady, but he has indeed seen it somewhere.

Unknown emotions choked up in her throat, and the lady turned her head following Lao Lu's greeting.

Even the slight wrinkles at the corners of her eyes did not detract from her beauty in the slightest.

Time has been kind to her.

He hurriedly lowered his head and tugged at the sleeves and hem of the clothes, so embarrassed that he didn't know what words to use.

The lady showed the same smile as Xia Zang, and said, "Are you whispering?"

"Yeah, yum!" Answering in a hurry, Yang Sheng raised his head, his voice changed, "Hello, Auntie."

The author has something to say:

Parents should be here now...

In addition, the sentence "The string of the kite is in the mother's hand" is adapted from the index finger "This is Beijing at [-]:[-]".

The original verse is:

I don't know what happened

My heart suddenly hurts, it must be

Mother's buttoning needle pierces her heart

At this moment, my heart becomes a kite

The string of the kite is in the hands of mother

I watched it when I was in high school and thought it was a great metaphor.