Stunned for You

The sky outside the window was gloomy, the sound of rain was pattering, and the fluorescent lights in the classroom were bright and quiet, except for the sound of turning test papers from time to time.

For the last time, he confirmed that the multiple-choice questions on the answer sheet were not copied correctly. Fu Sitian put the test paper upside down on the table, holding the pen and student ID in one hand, and standing up with the chair seat in the other, ending the last semester of the freshman year 20 minutes early. An exam.

Before going to the podium, he took his schoolbag and went out. When he looked up, Fu Sitian realized that he didn't know when, Shi Yi handed in the paper earlier than she did. She stood on the edge of the balcony and looked at the patio, as if she was enjoying the rain, but also as if she was distracted. The puppy wool felt hung beside her schoolbag, and she was smiling at Fu Sitian.

Fu Sitian's heart unconsciously followed its smile and lightened up. She put the pen and student ID into her schoolbag, walked to Shi Yi's side, and exclaimed naturally, "You are so fast."

Shi Yi turned his head to see it was her, took off a headset, "Huh?"

Fu Sitian was embarrassed. She didn't see Shi Yi wearing headphones.

Shi Yi rolled his eyes and replied, "You are also quite fast."

Fu Sitian smiled: "I thought I was the first."

"Then I will let you next time." Shi Yi took off the other earphone and put it away.

Fu Sitian's pear vortexed. She stood side by side with Shi Yi, watching the rain falling from the patio: "The last door is over. It's a holiday."

"Yeah." Shi Yi asked, "Are you going home?"

Fu Sitian shook his head: "No, I have applied to stay in school, and I will go home on the 26th."

"Are there events?"

"Well, there is a student who was tutored before, and I hope that she can concentrate on making up a week of lessons during the winter vacation."

Shi Yi pursed his lips and asked, "Is it safe?"

Fu Sitian's heart warmed and affirmed: "It's okay, junior high school boys, there are old people at home."

"Is the evening going by?"

"No, during the day, from 8:30 to 10:30 in the morning."

Shi Yi nodded, and wanted to say something, Jian Lu and the people arrived first, "It's over, I'm exhausted for the past two weeks."

Fu Sitian and Shi Yi turned their heads, Jian Luhe pulled up the chain of their schoolbags, and said, "Let's go, liberation."

Shi Yi asked Fu Sitian: "Waiting for someone?"

Fu Sitian shook his head, and Shi Yi said, "Then let's go together."

The three people walked and talked, mostly Jian Lu and twitter talking, Fu Sitian and Shi Yi listened quietly. After nearly a month of not seeing each other, Fu Sitian was reluctant and deliberately walked back to the dormitory with them, before returning to the cafeteria for dinner.

That night, Cheng Jialuo, Rosie, and Zhang Lulu took their suitcases home for the New Year. At about 5 o'clock the next morning, Song Chuyuan and Zhou Na also took a taxi to the airport to catch a plane.

Fu Sitian was awakened by their movements and lay silently on the bed. After they left, he got up and got out of the bed and hit the door. Xu Shi returned to sleep, it was rare for her to go to bed late. After nine o'clock, she got up to wash her face and brush her teeth, soaked a cup of oatmeal to satisfy her hunger, and sat down at the desk to prepare lessons.

I don't know how long it took, and the phone vibrated suddenly.

Fu Sitian grabbed it and clicked on it, and it turned out to be Shi Yi's text message. This is the first time Shi Yi texted her.

Shi Yi even introduced himself: "I am Shi Yi."

Fu Sitian was so cute by her. Just thinking of replying to "I know", Shi Yi's text message came in again: "Is your tutoring over today?"

Fu Sitian was stunned, and answered honestly: "I don't have a tutor today. What's wrong?"

Shi Yi did not move.

Five minutes passed, ten minutes passed, and the text message dialog was motionless.

Fu Sitian would click to take a look from time to time, and there was no way to concentrate on class preparation. She hesitated whether she could call and ask, Shi Yi finally came back to life.

"Then when do you start tutoring?"

"The day after tomorrow."

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Fu Sitian pondered this full stop and was puzzled. She tentatively repeated it again: "What's wrong?"

Shi Yi replied: "It's okay, let me ask."

Helpless, Fu Sitian put down his phone to continue preparing for the lesson. There were a few marks on the pen nib paper, and it stopped again without warning. Fu Sitian flipped out He Shi Yi's text message and read it again, blessing his soul, his heartbeat suddenly jumped with joy.

She seems to know what Shi Yi is going to do!

This speculation was confirmed by Shi Yi's "Have you finished tutoring today?" at 11:05 the day after tomorrow.

Fu Sitian was at the bus stop, and smiled back to Shiyi: "It's over, I'm waiting for the bus."

Shi Yi second replied: "Okay, pay attention to safety."

Since that day, for six consecutive days, Shi Yi sent a message on time at 11:05, or asked her if it was over? Or ask if she is waiting for the bus?

On the last day, it started to rain again. The hostess heard that she was going to drive home in the afternoon. She still paid her two hours of class fees, but asked her to end get out of class half an hour earlier.

The kindness of strangers makes people exceptionally warm. Fu Sitian left the community and stood at the bleak bus stop waiting for the bus. His heart was still warm. She held the umbrella in one hand, and took the mobile phone with the other hand to send a text message to Shi Yi on her own initiative.

One-handed typing is slow, the umbrella above my head seems to be aging, raindrops seep in from where, and fall on the on-screen keyboard within a few seconds.

Fu Sitian wiped it dry, and when he was about to input again, there were water marks on the screen again. She blinked and suddenly smiled.

God encouraged me to call directly. She deceived herself and others, and finally carried out this impulse that had been restrained for several days.

While waiting for the answer, what came from the receiver didn't seem to be a beeping sound, but a messy heartbeat.

Just when Fu Sitian gave birth to "Otherwise, let's hang up" withdraw, Shi Yi answered the phone.

"Sitian?" Her nice voice came.

Fu Sitian's throat was tight and dry, "Shi Yi, I ended up tutoring early today."

"What happened?"

"No, it was his mother who heard that I was going home in the afternoon and told me to end early and go back to pack up my things."

"that's good."

"But she still paid me two hours' salary normally." Fu Sitian unconsciously turned the handle of the umbrella in his hand.

"It means she is satisfied with you."

Fu Sitian laughed and wanted to say a few more words to end the call. When he heard it, Yi's voice seemed to be a little far away from the microphone, and he said sorry to the person in Japanese.

Fu Sitian said quickly and sensibly: "Shi Yi, if you have something to do, get busy first."

"It's okay." Shi Yi replied quickly, "I just accidentally ran into someone."

Fu Sitian settled down, "Are you outside?"

"Ok."

"walk?"

"Ok."

Fu Sitian said again with a sense of measure: "Then you walk well and pay attention to safety. I have nothing else to do, just tell you that my home tutoring is over."

"Good." Shi Yi responded.

Fu Sitian took the initiative to hang up. When the bus arrived, she closed her umbrella and got on the bus.

A long time later, she was sitting in the waiting hall of the moving station, looking through the rainy and misty floor-to-ceiling windows to the dim lights in the distance, still recalling the call.

Did she bother Shiyi?

The screen at the ticket gate indicated that it was three minutes before her car checked in. Fu Sitian stood up and prepared to go to the line, the phone vibrated again.

It was a text message from Shi Yi.

The text message was actually an MMS, and Shi Yi shared a photo with her.

Under the snow-filled branches, the white snowy road stretches into the depths under the reflection of the red lanterns. The stupa stands outside the sky where the branches can't hide, exuding a mysterious and quiet light. The picture is as beautiful as the cg picture of anime.

Shi Yi said, "I was on my way here just now."

In a very ordinary sentence, Fu Sitian felt that it had the power to change the world.

When she finished replying with a smirk, the ticket check had already begun. She lined up to wait for the ticket check, and turned her head inadvertently and saw the lights in the misty rain outside the window again.

Suddenly, I felt that what was the faint light, that was obviously the fireworks that made people nostalgic in the world.

She maintained a good mood all the way back to Fu Jiantao's house.

It was dark in the living room at home. Fu Sitian switched on the light in the hallway to change his shoes and greeted the people inside: "Uncle, aunt, Xiaoyu, I'm back."

"My dad rushed to the project, my mother went to help him." Fu Siyu's voice came from the darkness.

Fu Sitian put on unfit slippers and walked towards Fu Siyu's room in the dark. She knocked on the door, and Fu Siyu responded, "Go in."

Fu Sitian opened the door, blinked his eyes twice to adapt to the light, and cared about her: "Then have you eaten? Would you like me to cook some supper?" Hearing from his uncle, Wang Meifen asked her to eat four meals after Xiaoyu was in the third year of high school.

Fu Siyu's focus is not here at all. She looked at Fu Sitian several times, raised her eyebrows, and said astonishingly: "Did you fall in love?"

Fu Sitian was inexplicable: "No."

"I don't talk to my parents."

"I really don't." She thought. Fu Sitian blushed.

"Cut. Don't say it, forget it." Fu Siyu lowered her head and continued to do the question, and sent her: "I have left porridge for you in the pot. You can eat it yourself."

Fu Sitian let out an "um", seeing that she didn't want to care about herself anymore, she didn't dare to bother.

She went to the kitchen to heat up porridge, served with mustard to fill her stomach, and prepared to serve Fu Siyu as a supper. While beating the eggs, she conveniently called Fu Jiantao and asked him if he was about to leave work.

Fu Jiantao said no, so she didn't have to wait for them, and had a rest early. When Wang Meifen heard that it was her, she grabbed Fu Jiantao's cell phone and told her not to wait for them. They didn't know how long they would be busy.

Fu Sitian was still wondering why his aunt was so enthusiastic today, Wang Meifen changed the conversation and said: "If you are hungry, you can cook some supper with the small fish. She ate porridge with mustard pickles in the evening."

Fu Sitian understood, and said warmly: "Okay, auntie, I'm also preparing to order Xiaoyu some noodles."

She fried the eggs, took the meat from the refrigerator to de-ice, put the vegetables and tomatoes, and made a bowl of noodles for Fu Siyu that looked good and sent it in. Fu Siyu didn't eat two bites of food at all tonight. He was hungry and didn't feel anymore. He just bowed his head and sucked two mouthfuls and said, "It's too light."

Fu Sitian said with a good temper: "Then I will return to the pot and add two more salt."

Fu Siyu glanced at Fu Sitian, feeling something uncomfortable in her heart, "No need." She buried her head and ate two more bites, and suddenly informed her: "My parents said that the car will be back to my hometown tomorrow afternoon."

Fu Sitian's breathing was obviously heavier.

Fu Siyu took the chopsticks and poked it in the bowl twice, "If you don't want to go back, I can tell my mother."

Fu Sitian's expression was obviously not as good as when he first came back, but he still said, "I didn't want to."

The old people live alone in the country all year round. As a descendant, it is no better thing to go back and accompany them every year.

Fu Siyu suddenly stared at her annoyedly, and her tone became unpleasant: "Yes, I don't want to." She quickly drank two sips of soup and stuffed the bowl into Fu Sitian's arms. "In fact, it's good to go back. Grandma will give it back. I give out New Year's money, which will increase you by a few hundred every year."

The author has something to say: On the ten minutes of silence, time·cold·overturn·e's inner activities: ()

Shi Yi: Do you think? What are you thinking about? Fu Xiaotu's Ji gradually turns red: I don't want to do pull-ups. Shi Yi: Huh?

Fu Xiaotu Ji Nuo Ji Ji: Is two-person yoga good?