The holiday is over and traffic in the city has returned to normal.
No one seemed to know about Xu Yao's volunteering, and Meng Yao didn't hear anyone discussing it at school.
The content of that public account did not make waves in anyone's mind except Meng Yao.
So Meng Yao regarded it as a precious secret and kept it in her heart. She was a little happy and lucky, as if only she could see Xu Yao's tenderness.
It rained heavily for the next two days, and the last bit of snow in the city melted in the rain. After the rain stopped, the whole city took on a completely new look.
On the day of the final exam, there was a faint hint of sunlight in the sky. Meng Yao finished his last exam and returned to the classroom to tidy up the tables and chairs. The vacation for the senior year of high school came late, and it was already close to the New Year. Meng Yao did not go back to her grandmother's house during the vacation. Because the vacation was short and her studies were heavy, both Song Lan and Meng Yuanshan hoped that she could concentrate on studying at home.
On the twenty-ninth year of the year, Song Lan and Meng Yuanshan drove back to the countryside to pick up their grandparents for the New Year.
The New Year's bell rings, and it's the beginning of another year.
Immediately afterwards, Meng Yao ushered in the last semester of his senior year of high school.
Meng Yao is in a very tight state this semester. Not only her, but the entire senior year atmosphere is also very heavy. The pressure of the present and the confusion of the future are overwhelming.
Meng Yao hadn't experienced the feeling of relaxation and leisure for a long time. He studied hard day after day just to get a satisfactory result in a few months.
As time passed, Song Lan and Meng Yuanshan also became anxious. The content of the phone calls between Meng Yuanshan and Meng Yao always revolved around the college entrance examination, and they kept encouraging Meng Yao on the phone.
Song Lan chatted with colleagues and friends, found out the past admission scores of several universities she was satisfied with, and analyzed the strengths and weaknesses of the schools.
Meng Yao was very tired during this period, but he didn't dare to relax even a little bit. In the past, it was very difficult to get up in the morning. At this stage, it was actually difficult to get a solid sleep.
She often stayed up until the early hours of the morning, and seemed to be still conscious after falling asleep. When it was time to get up, she woke up naturally without the need for an alarm clock.
Under this situation, Meng Yao actually didn't even have a deep impression of what she was doing every day. She couldn't pay attention to everything happening around her, and she only had endless test papers in her eyes.
Song Lan would prepare supper every night, and during the short period of time when she would come back from get out of class to eat during her evening self-study, she would mention many times which schools she wanted Meng Yao to attend.
She acted completely like a decision-maker, and she didn't even ask Meng Yao for his thoughts and opinions.
Meng Yao never echoed her. In fact, she didn't even pay attention to what Song Lan said because she was tired.
Song Lan's nagging only made her tired. One night, Meng Yao suddenly asked her not to make supper for her in the future.
"I don't have a good appetite, and I want to use this little time to do more questions."
She did have a small appetite, so Song Lan agreed without much thought. After that, she canceled the midnight snack, but still delivered milk to Meng Yao.
Time passed day by day, and Meng Yao took a mock exam in early March.
The time difference between the second mold and the first mold is only one month.
The mentality and stress resistance of high school students are very important.
The class teacher's job also includes being responsible for channeling students' emotions in a timely manner.
Meng Yao's class was okay, everyone's mood was relatively stable, and it didn't add any burden to Shen Heyi's work.
Just when Meng Yao thought that everyone in her class would spend the last period of her senior year in such a stable manner, someone couldn't bear it and collapsed.
What really surprised her was that Meng Yao didn't expect that this person would be the always cheerful and optimistic Song Siqi.
After lunch in the cafeteria that day, Song Siqi suddenly grabbed Meng Yao's hand and asked her if she could accompany her for a walk around the school.
Meng Yao was a little surprised. The closer they were to the college entrance examination, the less time they had left to wander around campus. In the past, Meng Yao and Song Siqi would go back to the classroom immediately after eating Chinese food. This semester, they even went to the canteen less.
Song Siqi seemed to be in a bad mood that day. Although she was still smiling, Meng Yao was keenly aware that her mood was a little low.
She said nothing, looked at Song Siqi and nodded, walking slowly with her in the school.
The weather has warmed up in April and there is a breath of spring everywhere.
The figures running on the playground looked free and unrestrained. It was the joy they had not seen for a long time after entering their senior year of high school.
But today Song Siqi was very patient and stopped to look at it for a long time.
She had been very quiet today. Apart from asking Meng Yao to accompany her for a walk, she had not spoken again.
The lunch break bell rang, and people on the playground hurried to the teaching building. The campus that had been lively just now suddenly became silent.
When she heard the ringing, Song Siqi didn't move at first, but then she probably thought that Meng Yao was still there. She struggled internally for a while, then turned to look at Meng Yao and forced a smile. Meng Yao has never seen Song Siqi like this. In his impression, she always smiles brightly. Meng Yao hopes that she can always smile openly and there will be no haze in her life.
So when Song Siqi was out of character and the sadness in her eyes was clearly conveyed, Meng Yao was a little at a loss. She was actually not good at comforting others.
But Song Siqi meant something different to her. She was Meng Yao's most precious friend for so many years. It deserves to be treated with care.
Song Siqi opened her mouth to speak, but Meng Yao cut her off first. She looked at Song Siqi, her tone was the same as usual, no change, but her eyes asked gently: "Do you want to continue walking? Or find a place to sit and rest?"
With just this sentence, Song Siqi couldn't hold back her emotions.
In this special period, everyone is actually easily affected. Song Siqi wanted to relieve her emotions, but was afraid of affecting Meng Yao, so she just wanted Meng Yao to accompany her for a walk, but she kept silent.
But Meng Yao's thoughts were far more delicate than she thought.
When they walked to a secluded corner of the campus, Song Siqi had been crying silently for a while.
Meng Yao helped her sit down by the flower bed. Song Siqi lowered her head and tried her best to stop crying.
Meng Yao took out a packet of paper from his pocket and handed it to her.
Song Siqi took the paper, but she wiped more and more tears. It took her a long time to calm down, and she said in a hoarse voice: "Senior year of high school is so hard."
It's very hard.
It was also very painful.
On the one hand, I feel that the current days are gloomy, but on the other hand, I am full of hope for the future.
These two thoughts are constantly being pulled apart.
Song Siqi was crying a little when she spoke: "I did average in the second model test this time, and I didn't even perform well in English. What if I don't get into college."
Meng Yao wanted to say no, it was just a test and it could not represent his full strength.
But when I opened my mouth, I couldn't say anything like this. I wasn't the person involved, so I could appear calm about many things. However, in the senior year of high school, every exam is very important. Regarding the future and future, it is impossible to completely ignore it or not take it to heart.
Song Siqi said: "I have been panicking since the second model results came out. Everyone seemed to have found their own rhythm. I was the only one who was anxious. I couldn't believe it in the past. It turned out that my mental endurance was so poor. "
Meng Yao looked at her and said seriously: "No, everyone is not relaxed. Everyone has anxiety and anxiety. It's not that you have poor mental endurance, it's just that the stress level is too high and needs to be relieved. This is normal."
Song Siqi held her knees with her hands and rested her chin on her knees. She looked a little confused and said, "Really?"
Meng Yao nodded.
Song Siqi was quiet for a while.
The wind blew gently, and the flower branches swayed.
Maybe after crying, Song Siqi felt a little more relaxed. She looked at the clouds in the sky and suddenly asked: "Meng Yao, where do you want to take the exam in college?"
The topic jumped so fast that Meng Yao couldn't keep up for a while, and he didn't answer for a while.
Song Siqi didn't insist that she say it. Meng Yao didn't say anything, so she talked about her expectations: "Actually, I don't have great ideals and ambitions. I never thought that I must go to Beijing and Shanghai. There are many good universities in the country. I like Nanjing and Wuhan. When I was a freshman in high school and a sophomore in high school, I felt that I would definitely be able to go to the city I wanted to study in my favorite major. But in my senior year of high school, for some reason, I felt like the things I liked were far away from me. , I may not get to where I want to go in the end.”
"But since it's what you want to do, you have to try your best." Meng Yao said.
She sat next to Song Siqi, looking into the distance: "I actually don't have any ideals or ambitions. Where to study in college... I haven't thought about it. A place far enough away will be fine."
Song Siqi didn't understand, so she said "Huh?" in confusion, and then asked: "What does far enough mean?"
Meng Yao was silent for a moment and replied: "It just means I want to escape."
There are some things that Meng Yao has not said to the outside world, but today seems to be a good time to talk and vent.
Meng Yao said slowly under Song Siqi's puzzled gaze: "Actually, I haven't been close to my mother since I was a child. Maybe it's because we didn't live together when we were young, or maybe our personalities are inherently incompatible... She is used to using her thoughts and ideas She makes a conclusion about one thing and hopes that I will do everything according to her requirements. Her original intention may really be for my good, but she often forgets that this is my life and does not think about it. Is the good or bad in her eyes what I want? There has always been a deep grudge between the two of us. For a long time, and maybe even now, she feels that I am not considerate of her, and I also feel that She doesn't understand me."
"However, I am also very cowardly. I am dissatisfied with many of her behaviors, such as her strength, verbal violence that she is not aware of, and her ability to kidnap me morally, but I have never resolutely resisted. I occasionally think that maybe my relationship with my mom is the result of me not saying 'no' out loud to her."
"Maybe it's because I don't dare, or maybe it's because no matter what, I see her hard work and dedication, or maybe it's just because I didn't live with her when I was a child that I still crave the warmth from my mother in my heart, even though this This kind of moment is something I only perceive occasionally."
"My mother and I had several conflicts in high school. There was one conflict when I first entered high school, but it ended later. Before the separation of arts and sciences, for some reasons, I wanted to choose science, but she didn't agree. That time the conflict was more serious. It was also the time when we had a fierce argument. I’m not very good at quarreling, but I have a stubborn personality. In fact, I knew that choosing science was not a good choice for me, but I was..."
Meng Yao smiled and shook his head, "This matter ended with my father's mediation and my mother's cold violence. I still chose liberal arts."
Song Siqi didn't understand Meng Yao's family relationship. From Meng Yao's story, she suddenly had a strange idea, feeling that she really understood Meng Yao now.
Obviously they have been good friends for two years, but Meng Yao opened a layer of his shell at this time and revealed his soft heart to her, as if their relationship was closer than before.
Song Siqi looked at Meng Yao with distress in her eyes, but she didn't know how to comfort him. Not wanting Meng Yao to be immersed in the topic of family and feel sad, he quickly changed the subject and asked, "But why did you want to choose science at that time?"
Song Siqi sounded puzzled.
Obviously, liberal arts are Meng Yao’s advantage.
Not sure if it was an illusion, Meng Yao was in a daze for a moment, and then said: "I have never actively fought for anything since I was a child. Sometimes I feel that I lack the courage to fight for something. Maybe I wanted to try to fight for something at that time."
Song Siqi understood that she wanted to fight for decision-making power for herself.
Meng Yao didn't explain much about this.
Lunch break is almost over.
After her emotions were vented, Song Siqi's mood improved a lot. Meng Yao watched her recover, smiled, and said softly: "Whether we are going to the place we want to go or a place far enough away, we must first overcome the hurdle in front of us. Bar."
She spoke firmly:
"We'll all get what we want."
