The scene of Qin Hai's house also took place in the homes of all the students in the eighteenth class of high school. Even Jiang Yuning had a disc on a dilapidated TV set, and all her grandparents wiped their tears and smiled.
In fact, they have thought about death for so many years. They are so old that they are not afraid of death, but when they think that their ridiculous granddaughter is going to live alone in this world, their hearts throb.
They are not afraid of death, but they dare not die, cannot die, they are afraid that after they die, their granddaughter will become a lonely ghost in this world.
Watching her poor granddaughter on TV now, the old lady's eyes are full of tears. Since that change, her granddaughter has become taciturn and very courageous. Even when she sleeps, she often wakes up. She and her The old man felt pain in his eyes.
It's better now, and the granddaughter is getting better. The old lady's heart is full of joy, but the tears in her eyes are indeed not wiped clean.
The old man was smoking half a cigarette butt he picked up from the garbage dump, and covered the tears in his eyes with thick smoke.
Jiang Yuning took the hand of her grandparents and said, "Grandpa, grandma, our life will be better." Although there were tears in her eyes, her mouth was full of determination, and it was no longer the way it was before.
The old lady took her granddaughter's hand and said, "Good, good." The old man didn't speak, he was afraid that he would make a choking sound with one mouth.
On Friday night, most people were thinking about what to do in the next two days, and the number of hits on a video directly exploded on the Internet.
Zhou Tian is a junior. In the relaxed atmosphere of the university for more than two years, he has become accustomed to playing games with his roommates, watching anime, bragging, and spanking when he has time. .
He also couldn't remember the years when he was in high school for a promise or a promise to study hard for it, getting up and learning in the dark every day. Perhaps he also thought in his heart that she had forgotten this agreement, or he might have forgotten him.
In such a relaxed atmosphere, he wanted to study hard at the beginning, but as people around him frequently talked about going to university as years of play, and four years to relax, what he learned in university is in the society. It was useless. This kind of statement gradually convinced him, and he also drifted with the flow of this kind of statement.
After Zhou Tian played a game with his roommate, while his roommate's girlfriend called to check the post, he casually strolled around the major forums to see if there were any funny and interesting things.
Suddenly a video was printed in his eyes, looking at the video as if it was just uploaded, and watching the uploaded name was "I Believe", he clicked on the video casually. At first he thought it was a funny video, after all, it is now. For those videos or something, give them a contrasting name, which is more likely to cause viewers to laugh.
But as the video played, what was played inside was completely different from what he thought. I saw a group of people playing musical instruments. Is this singing?
Just after listening to it, he was a little disappointed. There is nothing about this. Although he has no musical cell, he has listened to music for so many years, so he still feels a little bit.
To be honest, what these students played is not bad for their age, but it is indeed much worse than those professional musicians. When Zhou Tian just wanted to turn off this video, the singing in the video rang.
"I want to fly to the sky, shoulder to shoulder with the sun."
"The world is waiting for me to change."
Zhou Tian's hand stopped in the air. Those songs stated that he didn't have too many skills, but why did his hand feel a little bit unstoppable.
He looked at the energetic faces in the video, yes, how did he feel this way? He is not how old these students are, he is also in the energetic years of life, why subconsciously have this kind of feel?
After listening to a song, the shouts of those students for the future kept resounding in his mind, lingering.
Zhou Tian climbed onto the bed abruptly, wrapped his whole body in a quilt, curled his head in, completely wrapped himself, leaving no gap.
In this darkness, he was thinking about some things carefully. He thought of the changes since he went to college. Such changes almost didn't even recognize himself. He asked himself deep down in his heart, "I am now Can I ever believe in my own future? Can I have my stage center in the future?"
After thinking for a while, he suddenly thought of the beautiful and simple figure that has been deep in her. Is she okay? Does she remember herself? I haven't seen her in these years. She should be married, right?
What have you been avoiding in the past two years? Are you not confident in yourself? Are you afraid that you will not be able to fulfill the original promise?
At this time, the two body voices were talking deep in the mind, and the figure on the left said, "It's not your fault. The knowledge of going to college and middle school doesn't work in society, and you are not admitted to that major. It's not your fault. of."
The figure on the right said, "You can't run away. It's not your fault that you didn't get that major, but it's not an excuse to avoid yourself. It's not too late to work hard."
Zhou Tian suddenly opened the quilt, took the phone in his hand, and rushed out of the dormitory. Xiao Long, who had just finished the phone call, looked at Zhou Tian's irritable back, and said in wonder, "This guy took the wrong medicine? Forget it. , Regardless of him, let me play a game by myself."
Zhou Tian ran to the school's garden, took out his mobile phone, and entered a phone number with a trembling hand on the mobile phone. He thought he had forgotten the number, but as he entered, the number was clearly displayed. It appeared from the depths of his mind, it turned out that this had already been printed in the depths of his mind.
As the number was entered, he dialed out nervously. He didn't know whether those people still remember him, whether he still remembered the promise he made when he was young and frivolous.
With a few beeps, the phone was connected, and a somewhat old voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Who?" There was a strong country accent in his voice, but his eyes suddenly became a little wet.
Zhou Tian opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything when the words came to his lips.
I asked a few more times on the other end of the phone, but still didn't hear the answer. I thought it was a wrong call. I just wanted to hang up. Then, as if remembering something, he said with some uncertainty, "Xiaotian?"
When Zhou Tian heard this sentence, the tears in his eyes stayed in an instant, but there was a smile on his face, and he said, "Uncle Zhou, it's me, I am Xiaotian." So they still remember me, they haven't forgotten. I.
Uncle Zhou on the other end of the phone said pleasantly, "It's really your Xiaotian, I thought it was the wrong call."
Zhou Tian said, "Then how did you guess it was mine?"
Uncle Zhou said with a smile, "In the past two years, Erya likes to wait on the phone when she has nothing to do. When we asked her, we said that Brother Xiaotian would call. I didn't think of it right away."
When Zhou Tian heard Zhou Shu talking about Er Ya, a string in his heart seemed to be plucked, and the ripples in his heart swayed.
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