That night, it was raining quietly in City C, with thunder faintly.

There was a very faint smell on Shao Zhan’s bed, like a sharp mint. Xu Sheng sent a message to Shao Zhan for a while before going to bed, and then was surrounded by the smell and had a dream that night.

He dreamed of the heavy rain a year ago.

Xu Sheng and Xu Yaping have only quarreled about painting for so many years. Even if they quarrel, Xu Sheng would coax her in his own way afterwards. The more ruthless the boy was when he quarreled, the gentler he looked when he knelt on one knee. He secretly hid the thorns all over his body, and finally sighed and succumbed to Xu Yaping's "expectations" and "control".

Xu Yaping actually didn't dare to cry in front of Xu Sheng. She was used to being forced, but the moment the bouquet of flowers appeared in front of her, all the pressure broke the reason: "Thank you, it's very beautiful, mom likes it very much."

No one is born to be a parent or a child, and ideas are inevitable to collide with each other, and not everything can be found in a quick and reasonable solution.

After Xu Sheng entered high school, he filled out his accommodation application. Xu Yaping was busy with work, and Linjiang No. 6 Middle School education system was closed management, so she didn't think it was wrong. She would not indulge her children: "It's good to stay, it's time for you to live independently at your age, and you have to learn to arrange your own time."

Xu Sheng joked: "I'm not at home, you can take good care of yourself."

Xu Yaping smiled: "What did you say? Am I your mother or are you my mother?"

The contact between the two people has decreased, but it is actually to reduce friction.

So Xu Yaping always felt that her relationship with Xu Sheng was not bad. In addition to some problems with Xu Sheng's grades, there were also problems with... painting.

Xu Sheng's dream was illogical. The timeline began to fall back from the bouquet of flowers, and finally stopped outside the window and the pouring rain, as well as a thunder that struck from the distant sky.

Thunder flashed, and a ray of light shining into the daylight broke out in the darkness, as if it was about to split the sky in half.

That day, he locked all the things related to painting into the warehouse. He was reluctant to throw the keys. He hung them on the black rope and hid them in his chest. He lay on the bed, and a thought passed through his mind before going to bed: If there is a choice, can he not be Xu Sheng?

Shao Zhan also had a dream.

Maybe it was because I hadn't called "Mom" for too long, and he dreamed of the day his mother left.

Then I dreamed of the police car and the drizzle.

Immediately afterwards, he seemed to hear a sentence, which was blurry and the only way to tell was his own voice.

If he has a choice, can he not be Shao Zhan?

This was just a thought in an instant, and that thought quickly turned into another question: If he didn't treat Shao Zhan, who could he become? What would he want to become?

Just like almost everyone will imagine a meaningless thought: Will there be another me in the world? If so, what kind of life is he living now?

Xu Sheng woke up the next day and found that it had rained last night. He grabbed his hair and could not remember the contents of the dream well. After careful consideration, he seemed to have heard thunder. Through the window, he saw the wet street scene outside the window.

-Are you up?

-It rained last night.

After Xu Sheng sent a message to Shao Zhan, he went downstairs to buy breakfast with an umbrella. The nearest breakfast shop is simple to arrange and the atmosphere of the city is coming. This order is the peak period of dining, even outside.

There are a few more tables and chairs on the surface, so you still need to wait.

Xu Sheng was waiting by the side and didn't feel bored. Just like he needed to observe when drawing sketches, he used to capture the scene with his eyes. The owner of the breakfast shop was a couple, about fifty years old, and had a simple appearance.

After a table of people sitting outside for dinner checked out, Xu Sheng sat down and ordered the order: "Two buns and one tofu brain, thank you."

"Eight pieces."

After Xu Sheng paid the money, Shao Zhan happened to reply to the news.

s: It's up.

Xu Sheng asked: Where is my mother?

s: It was said that it was working overtime on weekends, so I went out early in the morning and left a note.

Xu Yaping often works overtime, and now it seems that it is a good thing. What she is afraid of is that she has been staying at home and facing Shao Zhan, which is easy to reveal her feelings.

Xu Sheng: That's good. If you want, you can go out for a walk. There are two exhibition halls nearby, which is not bad.

S came back with a screenshot, which was him and "self?"

Screenshot of the chat interface.

Xu Sheng:?

s: You ran too fast yesterday and didn't have time to ask.

s: Remarks when to change.

The three-character note was changed by Xu Sheng himself. Of course he remembered that the note was for himself before. Now that the identity was changed, the person who made the note was inevitably a little ashamed of this note.

Xu Sheng overcame his shame and replied: Boyfriend, are there any problems?

s: No.

s: Student Xu is very conscious and deserves praise.

Shao Zhan would occasionally make jokes seriously.

How could there be a problem? The only problem for the two of them now may be that they want to contact each other with their own identities. Xu Sheng looked at the time and found that the holiday had only been half a day. I don’t know which day I will wait for the next thunder sound.

Xu Sheng put down his cell phone to have breakfast halfway through chatting. He didn't think anything was wrong. Until later a customer ordered the same meal as him. The man was obviously a regular customer: "I'll do it for you ten yuan, the boss lady. I'll do it for you. I won't bother you."

Xu Sheng looked down at his own, eight pieces, and also had an extra cup of soy milk.

Xu Sheng: The aunt in your breakfast shop downstairs is very nice to you.

After Xu Sheng finished typing, he saw the boss's wife bent over and wiped the table, so he pinched the spoon in his hand and smiled at her. The boss's wife knew "Shao Zhan"

She was usually taciturn, and she felt sorry for the child’s experience and tried her best to help. For the first time, she saw the child greeting him on his own initiative, and wiped her hands helplessly: “Is it okay to eat? Do you want to add something?”

Xu Sheng: "No need, I'm full, the buns are delicious. You make it much better than the breakfast shop outside the school."

In just a few short words, the boss's wife wanted to give him a few more things.

Shao Zhan didn't know where he came to the conclusion.

s:What?

Xu Sheng: Don’t you know that you give me a discount and a soy milk?

Shao Zhan was sitting at the desk writing a paper. After looking at the news for a while, he remembered what the owner of the breakfast shop looked like. He did go to that breakfast shop often, but he almost never said a few words, let alone had any impression.

There are differences in the way people look at things, and Shao Zhan is a purely rationalist.

Eating breakfast is really a small thing, but through Xu Sheng's eyes, what you see is the other side.

After dinner, Xu Sheng planned to go back to do his homework, but he was not right here.

I am familiar with it and have no place to pass the time if I want to play. It is better to go back to do my homework and make a video call with Shao Zhan.

Xu Sheng put the phone on the side casually, regardless of which angle he could only touch half of the pen holder.

"Which paper is being written?" Shao Zhan asked.

Xu Sheng had one ear stuffed with headphones, and the long earphone cable was around the side of his hand: "Mathematics."

"Why don't you like other subjects?" Shao Zhan asked suddenly.

Xu Sheng was stunned for a moment, and there was no reason to say.

Shao Zhan did not miss any opportunity and tempted him: "Sometimes, have you ever thought about the subjects you are more rejected, but you just haven't found the right method that suits you."

Xu Sheng: "..." Why is it coming again?

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Shao Zhan: "Learning interest can be cultivated."

Xu Sheng: "Boyfriend, that's the case. My website is not very good."

Shao Zhan: "..."

Xu Sheng: "It's much better now, please change the topic and continue talking."

Xu Sheng fooled Shao Zhan into laughter and crying. He finally sighed, thinking that if you want to do math, at least one course has started.

Xu Sheng was halfway through the test. When Shao Zhan was flipping through the book and telling him about the knowledge points of the second semester of the second year of high school, the doorbell rang twice.

"Isn't there no one in your house?" Xu Sheng put down his pen, "Who is that?"

Shao Zhan didn't know either: "It might be a express delivery."

Xu Sheng also felt that the express delivery was quite likely. Without thinking too much, he took off his headphones and stood up to open the door. When the door opened, he just stared at the child standing outside the door.

The boy standing outside the door was about the same height as his shoulders, his hair was shaved very short, and his eyes were very large.

Xu Sheng: "You..." was delivering the express delivery?

This doesn't look like it either.

Xu Sheng wanted to ask who you are, and the next second he swallowed these words back rigorously, turning into a vague question: "Do you have something to ask me for?"

The boy was obviously a little afraid of him, so he hesitated for a few seconds before calling him timidly: "Cousin."

"Ah," Xu Sheng responded quickly and responded with peace of mind, "Cousin."

It turned out to be my cousin, and I didn’t hear Shao Zhan mention it, so I probably didn’t have much contact with each other.

It’s still impossible for a little kid to be fooled, but there is no big problem.

Xu Sheng thought, looked at the hidden bedroom door quietly, and took the time to curse himself: Why don’t you bring your phone out?

This cousin simply felt that Shao Zhan was hard to get close to. He always looked cold in his memory, and he looked even more terrifying than the teacher. He had heard of many school tycoon legends before, but later he had the opportunity to get close to Shao Zhan, but no matter how he developed, he felt very distant: "My mother asked me to ask, ask you, did you eat at our house today, and she specially stewed chicken and chicken soup."
To be continued...