Chapter 22 Going Home Together

In the previous life, Anting refused his father’s remarriage, so Song Ci did not live in Bauhinia Street at all; in this life, Song Ci lived in a community in the opposite direction, and was not on the same road as Anting.

As two people, this is the first time Anting and Song Ci go home together.

The bright moon was in the sky and the stars were sparse. The two left the third-year junior high school teaching building together and came to the parking lot where the bicycles were parked. The spring breeze blew and the redbud flowers on the school road fell, adding a touch of sadness.

There is a parking shed on one side of the gate of my hometown junior high school, which is dedicated to parking motorcycles and bicycles.

In the early years, schools did not prohibit students from riding bicycles to school.

One time, a student lost a road bicycle worth several thousand yuan at school. After paying thousands of dollars out of pocket, students will no longer be allowed to ride bicycles to school.

The reason why Anting is able to ride a bicycle to school is thanks to the guarantee made by An’s father and the school teacher – if the bicycle is lost, the school is not responsible!

Hmm...many things can be negotiated through mouth.

It’s a pity that many parents don’t want to bother with this. Anyway, what the school says is what it says. Especially in these rural-urban areas, parents generally have low academic qualifications and have little regard for the school. All arrangements are always followed and there are few questions.

The scene returns to this moment.

In the parking shed, under the yellow light, Anting, wearing a black peaked cap, squatted down, deftly unlocked his bicycle, sat on it, propped up on one foot, and turned around. In the tone of an experienced driver, he said to Song Ci calmly: "Sit on my pole..."

Sit on my pole.

This is Anting’s mantra for Gao Fei, which has a bit of a pornographic tone. It probably means asking that person to stand on the back frame, but the words are a bit rude.

As soon as he said it, Anting felt a little regretful.

For girls, this kind of words is too ambiguous and even dirty.

Upon hearing this, Song Ci acted calmly and did not lose his temper.

She had seen Anting say this to Gao Fei before, and understood the meaning. She also knew that the boy was just a slip of the tongue, and said with an expressionless face: "Be careful next time, don't say strange things to me. , I hate frivolous boys."

Song Ci is a precocious girl. Although she does not have a clear view on choosing a spouse, she has a vague picture of her future partner - clean and clear, gentle sunshine, Perseverance, and excellence.

Before my eyesThis boy... has almost all of his annoying characteristics - sloppy, sloppy, frivolous, a scumbag, three-minute hotness...

He should be the most annoying in the world, but he doesn't seem to be that annoying. …

Song Ci still made no move, she had no intention of taking Anting’s bicycle home…

“Get in the car, it’s so late, if I don’t take you home , Aunt Song will be angry."

Recently, Father An and Aunt Song have been observing how the two children are getting along. Although they don't seem to interfere, they are very concerned about them, for fear that they will have conflicts.

These words moved Song Ci. She still stood obediently on the bicycle stand in Anting, putting her hands on the young man's shoulders. The very solid shoulders were full of strength and gave people full security. feel.

“Hold on tight and take off!”

“Childish...”

The bicycle chain squeaked under the boy’s riding. With the sound of the wheels rolling over the moonlight neither fast nor slow, the two left the junior high school campus and drove towards Bauhinia Street.

Send flowers along the way.

"Who did you go home from school with when you lived in the community before?" Anting asked curiously while riding his bike.

Junior high school students always stay in groups, especially girls. They even go to the restroom or shop together.

Song Ci shook his head and said: "Well... Bao Wei and I only have a short section of the way, so we can only walk a little together, and the rest of the long way we walk alone."

"Is it dark on the road?"

"A little bit..."

"Are you afraid?" Anting asked again.

Song Ci would not show her weak side in front of boys, "No!"

"That's awesome"

Song Ci didn't speak anymore .

Growing up, Song Ci often went home alone, turning around after a few steps for fear of being followed. After all, it was a single-parent family, and without a father, this girl lacked a sense of security. Seriously, I didn’t expect that a boy would drive me home one day.

Then, the young man wearing a black peaked cap turned his back to him. He was clueless and had no clear meaning. He suddenly said: "From now on, we will see the situation during the day, but let's go home together at night."< br />
"Are you looking down on me? I said I'm not afraid, I can do it alone."

Before he finished speaking, the young man spoke in a tone that was mixed with a hint of loneliness. He said: "Maybe I'm afraid, hahaha."

The deserted moonlight, deserted riverside road, deserted back.

Song Ci was speechless.

When she was at a loss for words, she really felt a sense of isolation and loneliness from the young man. She suddenly wanted to see the expression on the young man's face, but unfortunately, there was nothing but his back as the bicycle was speeding.

After a long time, Song Ci agreed: "Yes."

Sure enough, she still hated him. Why did she say some heartless words in a sad tone.

Along the way, the girl was not only thinking about the problem just now.

How to prove that two lines are parallel.

What if they intersect?

If you think about it carefully, once they intersect, they will eventually drift apart.

If they are parallel, they can always maintain the same distance.

Sure enough, parallelism is better.

…

Both Father An and Aunt Song go to bed around 11 o’clock.

In fact, it should have been earlier, mainly for the sake of the children, so I deliberately waited another hour.

After waiting for the two children to come home, I cooked a midnight snack or something for them. After all, I knew that the two of them had to have a sports training camp, so they would definitely not have time to eat anything good in the afternoon, so they could only simply fill their stomachs.

While An’s father was under the kitchen, Song Ci and Anting took turns taking a bath.

Considering that Anting was sweating profusely after riding a bicycle all the way and his blood circulation was too fast to take a bath right away, Song Ci went into the bathroom first.

Aunt Song, who was wearing conservative pajamas, was very satisfied with Anting's performance in carrying her daughter home, and said kindly: "Xiaoting, thank you for taking Ah Ci home."

An Ting was not particularly polite, but he was very casual. He waved his hand and said calmly: "It doesn't matter. After all, we are all a family. I regard Song Ci as my sister."

That's it. A good attitude is required, but being too polite can make you appear distant.

"Why is this child so good? I heard Ah Ci and your father say you were naughty before, but I didn't expect you to be so good."

"Ha..."

An Ting could only smile awkwardly. If he hadn't been reborn, Aunt Song, I'm afraid you wouldn't be able to enter my house.

Well...it's just a little inner drama, it's impossible to blurt it out.

At this moment, Song Ci, who seemed to have a pair of wolf ears, cursed in the bathroom: "An Ting, you are the younger sister! I am several months older than you!"

Hearing this, Anting and Aunt Song looked at each other and smiled.

　"Is my dad in the kitchen?"

　"Well..."

　"I'll go and talk to him..."

　Then immediately.

Anting came to the kitchen alone. He really wanted to talk to his father about the first step in business development, which was to open a store in Nancheng District with Brother Chuan.

Well... If you, a minor, want to start a business with others, it's too hard to just rely on your words. You must at least provide some funds.

The source of funds is his father.

"An Ting, what's the matter?"

"Well, Dad, let me tell you something interesting."

"What's the matter?"

Dad An is a rough man who doesn't understand education, doesn't understand the heart of a child, and doesn't understand how to express love. He has always lacked communication with his son, but he cannot deny one thing - he loves this son very much.

"That's it...I said at the 100-day swearing-in meeting that I wanted to take the entrance exam for No. 1 Middle School."

"That matter, your head teacher, Mr. Li, told me a few days ago He called me and talked to me. He was worried about whether you had been stimulated in some way, so he came over to ask me."

"That guy Mr. Li..."

Anting didn't expect Teacher Li to tell his own father about this incident, but he didn't worry about it. It was a blessing to have such a caring teacher.

Anting said: "Well... there was a boy in the class who said that I would definitely fail the exam, and then I made a bet with him. If I lost, I would run naked..."

"Running naked?"

As expected, Teacher Li did not tell Dad An about this. The latter was a little surprised after hearing this, and had to sigh that the child now is really... crazy.

Father An thought that the child was scared, but he didn’t know what to say. He organized a conversation for a while and said: "A man, if you make a bet with others, dad can’t get involved..."

Teenagers have the same way of dealing with teenagers. Even adults are inconvenient to intervene unless it is a very harmful matter.

Anting shook his head and said confidently: "Hmm, I'm not afraid. I think it's very interesting, and I want to take a gamble with you, dad!"

"Gamble with me? What to bet on?"

"After I am admitted to high school, I want to open a store in Nancheng District with my friends, and I want to ask you for some money..."

I originally wanted to borrow money, but I didn’t think it was necessary.

Father and son, don’t say that.

Hearing this, my father was startled at first, then he didn’t think much about it and was just calm.Said: "Dad...I'm afraid that you won't be able to pass the high school entrance examination, so I prepared a school selection fee for you early in the morning. If you can pass the entrance examination, so what if I give you this money!?"

From At first, An’s father thought the money was gone.

It’s not that I don’t believe in my son, but that this child has been too disappointing over the years...

But... no matter how disappointed he is, Father An will never give up on him, at least he hopes He can continue to study and choosing a school is a good choice.

In his previous life, Anting was mainly responsible for his own failure, disobeying his family, and going to a technical secondary school; otherwise, given his family's financial situation, he could have gone to an ordinary high school in his previous life.

"Thank you, Dad."

In fact, Anting knew that his father would not refuse, but when he heard it with his own ears, he was still a little touched. Why didn't he notice his father's love in his previous life? like.

Everything is ready, all we need is a letter of admission to No. 1 Middle School.

As long as you pass the exam, everything will be easy.

Sigh... Others relied on stock trading or something to get their first pot of gold in life, but I was better off, just eating up my old age.

　“Oh, by the way, Anting, Dad will give you an extra task.”

　“Hmm?”

　“Find some time, Build a nest for the Song family’s white dog.”

　“Oh…”