Meng Yao never imagined that one day she would be the one wielding the sword, using words as a sharp weapon to insert into another person's heart.
This kind of behavior is a bit happy and a bit uncomfortable.
Song Lan didn't speak anymore.
Meng Yao closed his eyes and said, "I don't understand, why can't you always listen to what I say? Is what I want and the life I choose so unbearable in your eyes?"
After saying this, Meng Yao hung up the phone without waiting for a response.
The old house was not soundproofed, and there was a lot of noise when she and Song Lan had an emotional argument. Meng Yao didn't cover up the volume for the first time. She didn't know how far her movements spread.
Meng Yao sat on the wooden chair for two minutes, then stood up and opened the door.
There is light in the corridor.
Meng Yao turned his head and saw Xu Yao standing at the door of the dormitory next door. The door was open and the light in the room slipped out and reflected on the cement floor of the corridor.
Meng Yao and Xu Yao looked at each other quietly.
She didn't cry, even though she had a severe mood swing just now.
The night wind blew in her face, blowing Meng Yao's hair into her face.
Xu Yao looked at her without any expression, and suddenly asked: "Do you want to drink milk?"
Meng Yao looked at him and said nothing.
Xu Yao turned around and entered the room. When he came out, Meng Yao was looking down at the ground.
Her hair fell down, covering the side of her face.
Xu Yao paused for a moment. It was not the right time to disturb Meng Yao at this time.
Meng Yao heard the footsteps and turned his head to look over.
She was quiet and her eyes were clear.
Xu Yao approached and handed her the milk in his hand.
Meng Yao took a look and saw that it was the kind of pure milk sold in supermarkets.
She took it and said thank you.
“Is this brand of pure milk also sold here?”
"No." Xu Yao stood with her and said, "I bought it at the high-speed rail station when I came to Yunnan. I haven't drunk it yet."
Meng Yao picked at the straw and nodded.
After a while, she asked: "Did I wake you?"
Xu Yao did hear Meng Yao's call, and most of the content was clearly understood. When Xu Yao first heard the argument in the room, he thought something had happened and didn't think much about it. He wanted to take a look at the situation, but when he opened the door, the content of the call became clearer.
Originally, this was Meng Yao's privacy, and Xu Yao shouldn't eavesdrop. When I heard Meng Yao arguing with his mother. Xu Yao also thought about retreating to the room.
But Meng Yao's words, "I'm not buying the lessons of life, I'm buying the lessons you gave me" made him pause, and then he just stood there and listened.
"I'm sorry." Xu Yao said.
Meng Yao said nothing.
This happens to everyone. The more you care about someone, the less you want the other person to see the not-so-good parts of you.
Xu Yao stood beside her, accompanying her quietly and making no sound.
Meng Yao held the milk. It was strange that Xu Yao was accompanying her at this time.
She couldn't help but look at Xu Yao, who was looking at the night sky outside the corridor.
There are always stars twinkling in the night sky in Yunnan.
Meng Yao looked up at his clear profile profile and suddenly asked, "What are you thinking about?"
Xu Yao turned his head, looked down at her, and smiled: "When I first saw you, I thought you were a sheep. It turns out I was wrong. You also have claws."
Xu Yao had never mentioned their real first meeting in front of her. He didn't want Meng Yao to always remember that incident, and he thought it was a trivial matter with nothing to mention. Although both of them remember.
This was the first time Xu Yao mentioned that day.
Meng Yao recalled that day, and she never faded her memory of that day.
Xu Yao's idea was not wrong. Anyway, he had seen the embarrassment at that time, and he had also heard the dispute today. There was nothing to hide. Meng Yao suddenly relaxed and said, "I was just a sheep at that time. Not only at that time, but throughout high school, I was timid and timid."
Xu Yao retorted lightly: "Sheep doesn't mean they are timid, they just have a gentle personality. I remember I read your article once. It seemed to be National Day. I was very impressed because the article was written very grandly."
Meng Yao turned to look at him suddenly.
Xu Yao's appearance is flawless, and his facial features are all very good-looking.
Meng Yao didn't expect that during her high school years, when she liked Xu Yao and took him as her faith, Xu Yao would also notice her.
This feeling is hard to describe. It’s a surprise, but it’s not entirely the only emotion. Meng Yao actually didn't like herself very much during her high school years, and she didn't even want to look back at her at that time. But when she heard Xu Yao say this, she suddenly felt that I wasn't that bad at that time.
Meng Yao felt his eyes were a little sore and raised his head.
Perhaps because Xu Yao comforted her, she was eager to find an answer: "Then do you think it is better to be a sheep, or to have claws?"
Xu Yao said without any hesitation: "It's good if you can protect yourself."
Meng Yao was silent for a moment. She looked at the light on the ground and said, "My mother and I basically don't have any tender feelings."
Since Xu Yao mentioned the scene of their first meeting, it means that he has guessed something from that scene, so it is not surprising. He said: "Fate is very important between people. Love is, friendship is, family affection. Too."
Meng Yao understood the meaning and turned around: "Do you want me to look away?"
"You can think so."
Meng Yao smiled.
She suddenly asked Xu Yao: "Is your family very happy?"
Xu Yao nodded honestly, his eyes soft.
Meng Yao looked at him and thought, that's good, Xu Yao's life must be happy, no matter what stage he is at.
Xu Yao didn't know what she was thinking. He looked back at her and said, "Some regrets will be made up for on the other side."
Yeah?
Meng Yao smiled.
Xu Yao said: "It's getting late, let's go to bed early."
Meng Yao nodded and said good night.
Turning around, Meng Yao just took a step forward and looked back.
Xu Yao walked to his dormitory, his back was slender.
"Xu Yao." Meng Yao suddenly called him.
Xu Yao turned around.
Meng Yao said: "Thank you for the milk."
"Also, thank you for the umbrella."
This is a long overdue thank you.
Xu Yao smiled and said, "You're welcome."
He looked at Meng Yao, suddenly curious, and said, "Can I ask you a question?"
Meng Yao was a little confused: "Huh?"
Xu Yao asked: "If it weren't for your mother, where would you choose to apply for college?"
Meng Yao had never imagined this. He was stunned for a moment and said, "I don't know, but I have no regrets about choosing this school."
Xu Yao looked at her, nodded and smiled: "That's good."
"As long as you don't regret your choices, it's up to you to decide who owns your life."
"Good night," he said at last.
Meng Yao stared blankly as his back disappeared from sight until the door next door was closed.
Meng Yao was not sure whether Yu Yuan and Feng Xiao heard the noise she made that night, but when they met the next morning. No one mentioned it and behaved as usual.
Meng Yao felt relieved.
In the next few days, Meng Yuanshan didn't call again, and Meng Yao didn't send him a message.
The dispute that night seemed to have ended just like that.
*
The sunshine is particularly strong at one or two o'clock in the afternoon, and there are a few white clouds floating in the blue sky. The sun is scorching the earth, and the flowers and plants planted in the school have lost their energy, and their heads are hung sadly.
Only the cicadas were chirping tirelessly.
Meng Yao and Feng Xiao squatted by the flower bed, pulling off a piece of weed under the scorching sun.
"It's so sunny." Feng Xiao wiped it on his face and stared at Meng Yao's face, "Did you wear sunscreen? Meng Yao."
"wipe it up."
"Your skin is so white. I feel like I've gotten a lot darker since I came here."
Meng Yao said: "Really?"
Meng Yao raised his head and looked at her face carefully: "I think your skin is pretty good."
Feng Xiao grinned: "After all, I am only in my twenties, which is a very young age."
Meng Yao smiled.
"But you can't build it too hard, as there will always be a day when it's not built."
Feng Xiao said: "I plan to stop coming next year after the end of next semester."
Meng Yao stopped what he was doing and looked at her.
Feng Xiao said in a relaxed tone: "I thought about it, while I am still young, I still have to go out and see more of the outside world."
She looked like she had made a decision after careful consideration.
Although Meng Yao knew that there was a reason for Tan Hong. But on emotional matters, except for the person involved, it is not suitable for anyone else to express an opinion.
"It's pretty good," Meng Yao said.
Feng Xiao played with a long weed in his hand: "Actually, I thought about leaving after the summer vacation, but it might be a bit sudden. There are not enough teachers in the school, and Principal Yu will probably have a headache."
"And I really can't bear to leave these kids."
"Stay for another half a year, there will be a beginning and an end."
Meng Yao didn't know much about feelings, so he couldn't tell whether Feng Xiao had given up or not.
Feng Xiao threw away the weeds, said nothing more about this matter, and brought up another topic.
Meng Yao chatted softly with her while weeding and watering the flower beds.
From time to time, crisp laughter came from the classroom not far away.
While they were talking, they didn't hear any footsteps approaching. Suddenly someone called "Teacher" in a low voice behind them, and Meng Yao was startled.
She subconsciously turned around and saw an unfamiliar face.
Meng Yao looked at the boy in front of him. He had a tall and thin body and dark skin.
Because of his height, Meng Yao only thought he was the brother of a certain student. It was not yet the end of school, so she wanted to politely ask him what was wrong.
Before he could ask, Feng Xiao recognized the person and called out: "He Yang."
"Why are you here?" Feng Xiao stood up.
The boy was quite shy. He shook his head and said, "I'm here to see brother Xu Yao."
"I'm telling you." Feng Xiao pointed to the classroom, "Brother Xu Yao is in class, but it's almost over. Can you go over and knock on the door?"
"It doesn't matter, I'll wait." He Yang added after that, "Maybe I'll go visit Principal Yu first."
"Okay." Feng Xiao said, "The principal is in the office."
He Yang nodded to show that he understood, and said hello politely: "Teacher, I'll go over first."
There was a sense of familiarity in his words. He was familiar with the school, as well as Feng Xiao, Xu Yao and Yu Yuan, but Meng Yao had never seen him before.
After they walked away, Meng Yao looked at his back and asked Feng Xiao doubtfully: "Is he...?"
Feng Xiao patted the dirt on his hands and said, "Oh, his name is He Yang. He is a student that Xu Yao once sponsored."
