One, two, three, four, six, seven, Malan blooms thirty-two, "I know what's going on." Dongzhi didn't want to quarrel with him, so he turned around and opened the door.

Chen followed her into the house, "You have a digit? Your digit is that you know that you will take the exam the next day, but you are still outside until dark before you go home? If Mrs. Qin had something to do today, she would scold you again when you come back. Don't you know? Come back early and spend your time on reviewing, and be energetic to enter the exam room tomorrow, wouldn't it be good?"

He followed her room from the dim hall.

Dongzhi turned his back to him, poured the things in his schoolbag on the bed, tidying them up. She didn't turn around or respond, and her movements were indescribable.

Chen stood behind her and said in a deep voice: "I'm talking to you."

Next to it were several exercise books, and Dongzhi was holding a book in his hand. She stopped moving, looked up at the skinless white wall, opened her lips and took a long breath.

She threw the book in her hand on the bed and turned to face Chen Ju.

"I said I didn't go out with anyone. I knew I would take the exam tomorrow, but my grades were not very good. I also knew I wanted to review. I knew all of these."

Dongzhi took out the stacked leaflet paper from his pocket and sniffed while unfolding it. Her eyes were a little red, but there was no wetness, and there was no fog.

Life does not require tears.

"I just went to someone's piano store for a while and got this competition leaflet. I was very upset and walked around a few times outside."

Chen looked at her, looking at the paper with obvious creases, his face sluggish, "You..."

"I thought it through before I came back," she said. "What you said is indeed very right. It's better to spend time on reviewing and enter the exam room with sufficient energy. It's time to do something practical."

Dongzhi tore the flyer in half, then tore it into pieces a few times, and threw it into the trash can beside the bed.

...

Zhao Lijie and Chen made an appointment to go to the bookstore to buy materials after the exam.

The two had different exam rooms, but they were both in the same building. Zhao Lijie came out first and waited for him in the open space.

Chen came down from the stairs with a shoulder bag on his back. Zhao Lijie responded two steps forward, and the two went out side by side.

"How was the exam?" she asked with a canvas bag in her hand.

Chen said: "It's the same as usual."

Zhao Lijie couldn't help laughing: "If I hadn't known your strength, I would have thought you failed the exam, seeing you having a stern face."

Chen forced himself to pull the corner of his lips.

Walking out, Zhao Lijie asked, "Are you rushing home tonight? After buying information, why don't you have dinner together?"

Chen frowned, "There will be an exam tomorrow."

"It's okay, it won't take a long time. Go home after dinner."

He hesitated for a few seconds, but refused, "No. I want to go home early today, next time."

Zhao Lijie's smile on the corner of her mouth was calm, but she didn't force it intimately, "Okay, let's go eat something delicious together next time."

He nodded.

The two of them didn't take big steps. Zhao Lijie looked at him with a closer look, and asked, "Are you in a bad mood?"

"Huh?" Chen seemed to have just come back to his senses, met her gaze, denying, "No."

She tentatively said, "I think you seem to have something to worry about today."

He just said no, "Maybe he didn't sleep well yesterday."

As soon as he arrived at the school gate, Chen suddenly asked, "Have you learned the violin for a long time?"

Zhao Lijie was stunned for a moment, and saw that he was interested, and quickly replied: "Yes, it's been many years. But I started to take the exam later than others. The teacher thought I would lay a better foundation, otherwise I should have finished the tenth level earlier."

Chen asked: "How much does the violin you use cost?"

Zhao Lijie thought for a while, "The one I used before was more than 6,000 yuan. This year my dad bought me a new one, 12,000 yuan, and about 13,000 yuan."

Chen looked uneasy, "What about the average price?"

"There are also average prices. You can buy the cheapest ones at two or three hundred. Those are factory pianos that you will only use when you get started. However, I have never seen one before, and no one around you can use them. It should feel bad." Zhao Lijie shook her head, "If we started learning piano since we were young, we had to use several pianos, which were small trumpets at the beginning. If you are a beginner, you don't have to buy too good ones. When it is finally finalized, you can buy a better 4/4 piano. Adult pianos start from one or two thousand, and there are all prices."

Chen was a little tranced.

Zhao Lijie stared at him for a few seconds, "Why did you suddenly ask about the violin?"

"No." Chen pursed his lower lip and said, "Ask whatever you want." Before she could say anything, he was anxious and reminded her, "There is a car." He reached out and pulled her sleeve and pulled her towards him.

A bicycle rode quickly over from the side, and Zhao Lijie turned her head and glanced.

Chen went around outside, changed positions with her, and stood on the side near the road.

Zhao Lijie was stunned and smiled at him.

No more talk about piano topics.

...

The exam will take three days in a row and the monthly exam will end.

Chen then walked down from the upstairs with his slippers, "Mom, where is the bag I brought back yesterday?"

Mrs. Chen's surname is Xiao, and her full name is Jingran. She was sitting in the living room drinking tea. When she heard the sound, she put down the book in her hand, "What's it?"

"The blue paper bag I brought back yesterday." Chen walked into the living room, didn't sit down, and looked for something everywhere.

"Oh, you said that. Aunt Jia cleaned and put it away yesterday." Xiao Jingran went to the cabinet, opened the cabinet door and took out the paper bag he said, and handed it to him, "Put it well."

Chen took it and smiled and was scolded by her, "I think I will take it out today and put it on the first floor."

The collar was very neat, so Xiao Jingran still took care of him a few times, "Are you going out? You just came back from the exam, where are you going?"

"The students at the radio station celebrate their birthdays and don't have to go to study at night. Please celebrate it."

"I also told Jiasao to stew the soup for you today. Look at how thin you are."

“Where is it.”

"I still said no." Xiao Jingran pointed at him and reminded him, "Come back early, it's cold, it's cold tonight."

"I know." Chen took the things and wanted to go upstairs, "I'll go back to my room to change my clothes."

After running out for a few steps, Xiao Jingran called him: "Come back!"

Chen turned his head and took a look, obediently walked back to her, "What's wrong with mom?"

Xiao Jingran went to the sofa to get a bag, unzip the zipper, and pulled out three pieces of 100 yuan from it, "Do you have money on it? Such a big man, bring some money when you go out."

Chen said no, "I have it."

"If you ask you to hold it, take it." Xiao Jingran stuffed the money to him.

Chen looked down and smiled and said, "Mom, you are so beautiful today."

Xiao Jingran pretended to glar at him, "Gentle and smooth!" As he said that, he stuffed another one hundred yuan banknote to him.

Chen leaned over and hugged her, "Mom, go to bed early, it's cold tonight, don't wait for me."

Xiao Jingran responded a few times, and the smile on her face could not be concealed. She patted him on his back, "Good son, go play."

Watching him go upstairs behind his back, seeing him waving his slippers and his ankles were naked, Xiao Jingran couldn't help but mutter again: "You're not cold, put on socks!"

Chen responded and went back to the room upstairs.

After closing the door, Chen went straight to the desk, opened the drawer, took out the top white envelope and put it on the table.

His mother gave him four hundred.

Chen pulled out two hundred and put it in the envelope. After thinking about it, he took another hundred and stuffed it in, and then put the envelope back into the drawer.

So Chen then changed his clothes and socks.

After a simple packing, he took his cell phone and gifts to the birthday boy and went out in the dark sky.

Dongzhi pulled the corner of his mouth and pushed her "Xiaohong" and Miao Jing side by side: "Let's go."

There is traffic around me, and unless my home is close, few people don’t ride bicycles.

When we arrived at the first fork in the road, we should walk in the path. Miao Jing was not satisfied with the chat and could only stop.

"I'm leaving."

Dongzhi nodded, "Okay."

Miao Jing stepped on the bicycle, rode out for a while, and turned around and waved at her, "Be careful on the road--"

Dongzhi waited for her back to be far away and couldn't see it before riding on the bike. As soon as she stepped on her feet, she suddenly felt something was wrong. The tires shook and shook, as if the places passing by were full of pits.

Dongzhi got out of the car and checked it and the tires were flat. The tire repairer had already closed the stall. Looking around, she had a headache.

I can only push the bicycle and walk slowly.

The further away from the school, the more sparse the crowds after school, the surrounding shops are almost closed, and the yellow street lights fall on the ground.

After passing the second intersection, there was a vague sound of talking behind him.

Dongzhi looked back and saw a group of boys playing while walking.

They were not far away, and I don’t know when they began to appear behind her. On this quiet road, their jokes were not very loud, but they had a sense of panic.

The road ahead became narrower and narrower, and the street lights were broken and became much darker.
To be continued...