Wei Zhe stood in the middle of the spiral staircase and looked at the laughter downstairs.
The young boy sat on the chair obediently. Yan Laosi, who was beside him, said something that made the people around him laugh at the same time. Wei Zhe subconsciously clenched his fists. He told himself, 'He's still young. You shouldn't be impulsive. Take it slow. Maybe I'm just at a loss?'
He took a deep breath and controlled his expression. He calmed down as if nothing had happened and went downstairs.
In the morning, Wei Zhe sent Wei Jing to school as usual. He watched him smile at him, wave at him, then turn around and step out of his sight. His heart instantly became restless. He couldn't bear the thought that one day, this person would leave his life in the same manner.
"Boss." The driver in the front seat noticed that the young man's expression wasn't right and called out softly.
Wei Zhe, who was immersed in his own thoughts, suddenly looked up. His sharp gaze pierced the driver's eyes. A few seconds later, Wei Zhe retracted his gaze. "Drive to the office."
"Yes," the trembling driver said.
While Wei Zhe was struggling with his feelings, Wei Jing went to school step by step. Occasionally, he would chat with Senior Le Cheng and Senior Xia Susu, who were also participating in the Youth Oil Painting Competition. They would have lunch together and their relationship slowly deepened.
In April, the results of the competition were released.
Le Cheng and Xia Susu squeezed into the top 100 as expected. As for Wei Jing … he directly got second place.
The school even gave Wei Jing a two-thousand-yuan bonus and carefully instructed Wei Jing to rest well and not tire himself out. The next Thursday, the school would specially send teachers to take them to participate in the semi-finals and finals. They wanted him to strive to get into the top three.
Two thousand yuan wasn't much, but it was the scholarship money that he earned himself.
Wei Jing happily put away the money, waved his small hand, and said excitedly, "Let's go, I'll treat everyone to lunch today."
Xia Susu patted her chest and wrinkled her nose. She snorted and said, "Of course it's your treat. You didn't see how the principal was like. He wanted to worship you. Le Cheng and I have become your foil …"
As she spoke, she deliberately put on a sorrowful look. "Since Yu was born, why was Liang born?"
Le Cheng couldn't help but facepalm. "Don't scare your junior brother."
"Le Cheng, this is the only bad thing about you. You're not cute at all." Xia Susu didn't care about her image and rolled her eyes at him. "You're just like my dad, pulling a long face every day. You're so boring."
Le Cheng chuckled twice and said, "Better than you, who is neither inside nor outside."
Xia Susu: "…"
Wei Jing watched them bicker from the side and couldn't help but say, "The two of you have such a good relationship."
"Who has a good relationship with him?"
They answered in unison.
The two of them stared at each other awkwardly.
The three of them walked together. They were all geniuses and attracted the attention of many students.
The school's treat was naturally in the cafeteria. Because he had a meal card, he didn't use the 2,000 yuan he had just received. Wei Jing also had a plan in mind. He was thinking about buying a gift for his older brother. Since it was Friday, he could buy the gift on his way to Teacher Xu's house after school.
Wei Jing held the small phone in his hand and sighed silently. When would he be able to see smartphones, Weibo, and Taobao?
At the same time, in City W, not far from City B.
In an old neighborhood, two elderly people who were over 50 years old were sitting on the old but clean sofa. One of them was reading the newspaper with a pair of presbyopic glasses, while the other was knitting a sweater. The ordinary navy blue wool ball became smaller in the hands of the elderly person, while the number of woollen stones in her hands increased.
After some time, the old lady suddenly called out, "Old Master, what time is it now? Don't you still have class in the afternoon?"
The white-haired old man glanced at the clock and said slowly, "It's still early? It's not even one o 'clock yet! "
"So early!" The old lady was in a daze for a while. She smiled and said, "Look at my impatience! Old man! Time passes so slowly. Just like when we were young, Ah Kun was still a naughty child. In the blink of an eye! "
"Okay, okay. It's been so many years. Do you have to keep mentioning it?" The old man's eyes were a little red. He was afraid of agitating his wife and quickly changed the topic. "The peaches in the supermarket downstairs seem to be on sale. I'll bring some back for you after class. Don't you love eating peaches the most?"
"I don't want to eat peaches anymore." The old lady secretly wiped her tears. "My teeth are not good anymore."
"Nonsense. Old Chen next door is over 60 years old this year. He still eats peaches as he likes. Wait, I'll bring you some when I come back. If you really don't want to eat it, we'll squeeze it into juice." The old man did not allow the other party to refute.
"Fine, I'll buy a little!" Old Madam sighed.
Her gaze subconsciously fell on a ranking board. In the black and white photo, a man with delicate features had a shy smile on his face. He was forever frozen in that moment, no longer moving forward.
Her son was just going out to make a living. How could he be gone just like that?
"Ah! Old man, tell me, wasn't our Ah Kun very close with a woman back then? I heard that the woman had a son … "Before the old lady could finish her sentence, the old man interrupted her angrily." How many years have you been thinking about this? They said that the woman was alone and did not have a son. Don't keep talking about those crazy words. How many years has it been? "
"What's wrong with me saying it? Can't you leave it for me to think about?" The old lady put down the half-knitted sweater in her hand. Her heart was still flustered.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The old man glanced at the indifferent old lady and said as he opened the door, "Okay, calm down. It must be our little sister's family. Don't quarrel this time."
"Second brother, I'm really sorry. Our little rascal doesn't know any better." The first person to enter was a woman in her early forties. She was wearing a colorful dress, and her face was full of wrinkles when she smiled. "Why don't you apologize to your second aunt? You're already an adult, but you still don't know anything."
The child who was pushed out was about thirteen or fourteen years old. His skin was as black as charcoal and it was obvious that he had a lot of skin on his face. He walked up to the old lady hesitantly and said reluctantly, "I'm sorry, second aunt."
After that, the young man closed his mouth and refused to speak again.
"What else?" The woman secretly glared at the child, indicating for him to finish his sentence quickly.
The young man dawdled for a long time and said, "When I grow up, I will be filial to my aunt and take care of you and uncle in your old age."
The air was silent. The old lady and the old man's expressions were not good.
"Second brother, second sister-in-law, you watched Ah Gen grow up. Ah Kun liked Ah Gen very much and even said that he would have a son like Ah Gen in the future …" The woman had a warm smile on her face. "We're all family. It's just a small matter. The child doesn't know any better. Second brother, please don't take it to heart."
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