A light shines brightly.
As the wind blew past, the remaining dead leaves on the plane trees beside the road swayed in the light and shadow.
Xia Yang twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, turned the fallen leaf in his hand, took two steps forward, and threw it into the trash can.
The past is like smoke, and the mood is like leaves.
It has been six years since we said goodbye that year!
Since they met at the beginning of that year, he and the girl in the white dress have known each other for six years!
Six years?
A lot can be changed. It seems that everything has changed. He has grown taller and has become as white as Xia Tian. No, to be precise, he is whiter than Xia Tian.
There is no other reason, his foundation is better than Xia Tian!
Naturally, it is more popular with little girls than in summer!
What's even worse is that his self-righteous mother, Dacong, has to watch him apply isolation cream, sunscreen, and a bunch of unnamed ointments and creams every day, otherwise, he will not be allowed to leave the house.
In anger, he wanted to live on campus.
But the school teacher said no, you can't live on campus until you are in high school.
Three years, three years completely changed a person!
When he was a freshman in high school, he lived on campus without hesitation. After living on campus, he suddenly found that he was used to washing his face before going to bed and applying cream in the morning.
The boys in the dormitory were stunned for a moment.
He turned away and started applying it again. He just saved a lot of steps and only applied a little sunscreen.
Why!
Six years, six years ago, he has long been accustomed to letting his eyes chase the girl with long hair and white skirt among all kinds of beautiful girls!
She seems to have not changed, just like before!
The woman with long hair and white dress walked past me. From September of the first year of junior high school to September now, she always smiled lightly, neither happy nor sad.
Looking at it makes people feel peaceful.
Every time he saw her, he couldn't help but think of that other girl hundreds of miles away.
Did she also grow her hair long? Do you also like to wear beautiful dresses? Is she just like the girl in front of me, as pure, kind and beautiful as before?
Does she still remember him?
At first, he thought that the girl in front of him just had a good skin, but later he realized that he was wrong.
The next time I saw her was at the orientation meeting on the second day of the first year of junior high school.
She spoke as a representative of outstanding students. On that day, she tied her long black hair behind her head with a long light blue ribbon, and wore a light blue gauze skirt. She was elegant and graceful, just like a fallen person. Elf.
At that stunning moment, his heart suddenly trembled.
Zhu Yan’s favorite color is also blue!
The girl sitting on the high podium and giving an unscripted speech now looked exactly like the beautiful girl in his memory!
The high ponytail, the light blue dress, and the straight and round voice like a silver bell made his nose suddenly sore and sore.
She said, when you are powerless and unable to influence a decision, please don’t make decisions easily, and please don’t blame others or give up on yourself. What you have to do is to do everything you can to make yourself stronger and be able to make your own decisions. Call the shots...
On stage, she looked calm and confident.
In the audience, he was enlightened.
What if one day he could influence his own decision?
Then he can go find Zhu Yan!
He could return to Zhujiacun and live a happy life together as before, instead of like now. The huge Jingyun made him feel strange, depressed and heartbroken.
When he got home that night, he asked his mother when he would have the right to decide what he wanted to do.
Mom was stunned for a moment, then she laughed and told him with a smile that there are limits to the use of power.
What is the restricted scope? He blurted out, but a hint of displeasure slipped through his heart.
Is the mother in front of me exercising her unique power? Does she want him to be manipulated by her all the time?
Mom smiled and said, "Follow the rules."
Xia Yang snorted in his heart.
But my mother went on to say that there are rules that students must abide by when they are students, and there are rules that adults must abide by. Within the corresponding rules, you can enjoy the rights you deserve.
oh? Xia Yang was slightly startled and looked at his mother in front of him. It seemed that it was a little different from what he thought.
"Are you saying that as long as I abide by the school's rules, I can make my own decisions?" Xia Yang asked with some uncertainty.
"Haha." Mom laughed, "Then we have to divide the big and small things."
"Ha!" Xia Yang couldn't help but snorted when he heard the words, and his heart that had just warmed up suddenly dropped again.
That's not her final say.
When will he grow up and decide his own life?
"Xia Yang, don't be so pessimistic," Xia Tian on the side interjected, "Mom and dad are the most liberal and democratic. Basically, they will respect your ideas. If anything happens, just say it directly."
Xia Yang glanced at Xia Xia after hearing this.
The most liberal? Most democratic?
That's for summer!
to him? Haha, haha! It was never his place to speak!
He sent him away back then and later took him back by force.
Is there any democracy at all?
He was clearly crying and shouting not to leave Zhujiacun. His voice became hoarse and he almost lost his breath from crying.
His parents didn't hear anything, and they forced him into a black car and took him away like a deaf person.
He also clearly saw his grandmother turning around and shaking her shoulders, and she couldn't bear to leave him.
Grandma discussed with his parents that after he finished junior high school, wouldn't it be the same to go to Jingyun to high school?
Dad said nothing and looked at mother.
Mother said decisively, "No."
His mother said that he had already had a happy and carefree childhood, and it was time to be content. Next, he had to receive the best education, otherwise, he would blame her when he grew up.
In his tearful eyes, he saw his mother's cold face, his grandmother's eyes red, and his grandfather, who always had a straight face and never gave him a smile, sighed heavily and waved to them.
Let's go, go quickly, leave today and never come back again.
After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the courtyard door.
His mother was stunned, then she pulled him tightly, and together with his father, forced him into the car.
What kind of democracy is that?
He will never forget it in his life!
Their so-called "love" and "education" are just their self-righteous "natural" selfishness. They have never really asked him, cared about him, or even listened to his grandma and grandpa's thoughts.
The corner of Xia Yang's mouth twitched, his eyes drooped slightly, and he tilted towards Xia Tian again.
This Xia Tian, who grew up in Jingyun and was pampered by his parents, what does he know?
How dare you talk about democracy and enlightenment to him?
Like the mother in front of him, he has no qualifications or rights to say this!
He wants to go back to Zhujiacun now, can he?
Seeing Xia Yang's cold eyes slanting towards him, Xia Tian smacked his lips, laughed dryly, settled on the sofa, picked up a book, and pretended to read.
"The book was taken down."
Xia Yang snorted towards Xia Xia.
idiot!
What ideas can such an idiot come up with? No wonder you think that self-righteous parents are the most liberal.
