3. Zhou Chenran’s extra: The Himalayan monkey (Part 2)...

Memory and memory are different.

Memories are naked in the bushes, ashamed to see people. You always have to be willing to cut through the flesh and blood to see its trembling appearance.

The memories are girls' Barbie dolls, who are casually dressed up and dressed up, all based on their preferences.

Zhou Chenran's memory was hidden at some point. When he turned around, he could only see Hui Yihua wearing a beautiful robe and tell him how he punched Lin Yang in the face at that time, winning applause from the people around him, and easily setting off a green tsunami.

However, he knew that it was not like this. Later, how he dispersed with the crowd in shame, and how he turned around and peeked at Yu Zhouzhou's smile and Lin Yang, who was as tall as a sapling, talking as if no one was around in the distance - these scenes were dispersed and buried in his mind, and all the colors were vaguely mixed into a piece.

It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge. Although Zhou Chenran is not a gentleman, no one knows where his hatred comes from.

Later, he finally swung the punch and looked towards Lin Yang. But Zhou Chen then tried hard to describe it in his memories, and could not feel the slightest momentum of the tiger-like atmosphere. It was different from TV, and it was a thousand miles away from fantasy.

The dark corridor was finally looked down by Yu Zhouzhou, who was condescendingly by him. His eyes were no longer bright, nor were they filled with disgusting vitality.

"Your mom can't get married!" he said loudly, happily, very happy.

"Who are you?" she asked, helpless and panicked.

Everything was perfectly modeled after the script he described in his heart. Zhou Chenran didn't know why his dream came into reality without warning. Before he could recall the embarrassment of her being hung in front of the blackboard because of the simple problem of not being able to make the same cage of chickens and rabbits, Lin Yang pulled up the collar. He almost reflexively shouted, "If you dare to touch me, I will tell my mother to go, your mother and my mother promised that you can't bully me again..."

But no one knew that Zhou Chenran had also promised himself that he would never say anything like "I'll sue the teacher" or "I'll tell my mother" in the future, and he would never let his classmates stay away from him and isolate him - even if they were just bullying him and teasing him.

However, at critical moments, he would return to his weak and vicious childhood powerlessly, huddled in the corner and shouted hideously, "I'll ask my mother to deal with you, I'll let my mother deal with you."

Maybe he will never grow up, standing under his mother's wings who are nervously nagging about the past, hungry for feeding.

So in the office, when Yu Zhouzhou stood in front of Lin Yang with expressionless face and bowed to him and said sorry, he suddenly saw the girl sitting in the first row watching coldly on the day of the third grade transfer.

They all looked down on him.

Even though he hated them, he didn't care, he didn't care—but finally, they all looked down on him.

Maybe they are all right. Zhou Chenran occasionally stripped off his bluff confidence in his face and would see his true strength. He could do Olympiad problems because his mother forced him to attend the best Olympiad classes in the city since the first grade of elementary school. He could memorize many types of questions. He knew a little piano, a little violin, a little martial arts exercise, and a little English. Everything was my mother's grand plan and the leisure that she absolutely didn't mention but had to fight for. He knew it.

But he is not smart, not handsome, not tall. The uncles and aunts at the dinner party always touch his head with fake smiles and say some praises that are against his conscience. Many of the same incompetent children will believe it arrogantly, but Zhou Chenran began to slowly understand that it was fake.

All are fake.

However, what really made them look down on him was not that he was neither tall, handsome, smart, nor awesome, shining brightly, but that he knew the truth, but he still supported a piece of cowhide, full of holes and never admitted it.

Zhou Chenran's cleverness and his mother's preparation for flying first were gradually wiped out in the late junior high school. His mother began to complain and scold him, not at all the time when she was reluctant to touch a finger of her baby son. He knew that half of his mother's tears and roars were aimed at the father who often didn't go home. The feelings between adults are always mixed with too many complex factors - or, do they have feelings?

No feelings, but also face.

Dinner for the two. Mother and Zhou Chenran, who had made a good gesture in front of relatives and friends, finally had the opportunity to take off their masks, reveal their truest side, accusing and hurting each other, but one chose to roar and the other chose to remain silent.

However, even so, Zhou Chenran was very happy.

Very happy.

Because there is no Yu Zhouzhou again.

The mother may mention it, and the frequency is much less than before. This bright-eyed girl is gone. She has disappeared in the turbulent river under the single-plank bridge. Like countless eliminators who are submerged in ordinary middle schools and have no chance of key high schools and prestigious universities, she has a vague face and no right to compete with him, a student at the Affiliated High School of Normal University.

He won.

Inexplicably won.

"What do you know, what you know, what can you do yourself? It's just that your home has laid a shortcut for you, which is much smoother than others. Do you really think you are running faster?"

In the winter of the second year of junior high school, Zhou Chenran, who had just successfully played the role of an unknown extra in the open class competition, jumped to the backstage and waited for a dress-up after stepping down. In any case, the fate of the same class for so many years also made him an optional shadow pasted behind the trio. Lin Yang left impatiently, Ling Xiangqian was still shouting "Wait for me" behind the curtain cloth. Jiang Chuan sniffed his nose and stood outside the curtain slowly comforting her. Zhou Chenran was just a little sleepy on this gloomy and ordinary morning.

Unexpectedly, on the way back, I ran into my cousin who was not related to me. Zhou Chenran couldn't even remember her name. The two overlapping words with different tones confused him. He was not familiar with him, and he was not close to him, and even had some slight slightest distant feelings. Naturally, when he saw that cousin who was not beautiful and not special, he would unconsciously reveal a hint of arrogance.

But the other person is an extremely sensitive and self-esteem.

When he asked a question, "Why are you here? Your broken school can also participate in this kind of competition?", Ling Xiangqian beside him looked at him in surprise, and for some reason why Lin Yang, who was standing with his cousin and a strange boy, also frowned his beautiful eyebrows in an instant.

Zhou Chenran never understood. He never wanted to become a disgusting thorny head, but why, every time he had the chance to jump out of an unknown corner, he always used such a wet attack as the opening remark.

He did it on purpose, but it wasn't really intentional.

As expected, the other party turned red when he was excited, and he replied loudly: "Stop being there for a scattered amount. So what about your school? Does it have anything to do with you? What are your own abilities and what will you do? It's just a living prop sitting in front of the table. How happy are you?"

Every sentence hit Zhou Chenran's painful foot, and he shouted weakly: "You don't even have the qualifications to make props!"

Then he heard Chen Zi sneer and said to him word by word.

But the home has laid a shortcut for you, which is much flatter than others. Do you really think you are running faster by yourself?

Zhou Chenran just felt his blood rushing up. Just as he opened his mouth, Lin Yang, who had been groggy in his face, suddenly shouted: "Okay, shut up! If you have any skills to argue with a girl, hurry up and sit back to work and go!"

He originally wanted to resist.

However, he used all his last bit of strength to bite his lips and did not continue to say anything.

Didn't continue talking.

Otherwise, the next sentence is likely to be the instinctive sentence, "If you dare to yell at me, I'll tell my mother."

Zhou Chenran felt unprecedented powerlessness and shame.

He raised his eyes and noticed that the only strange boy present was holding the stern trembling slightly due to anger, looking at him with a confused and pity look.

Zhou Chenran glared back fiercely, but received the other party's more confused and pityful look.

He had never received such naked mercy.

However, when Yu Zhouzhou and the strange boy stood in front of the podium on the stage and started to do the experiment with a smile, Zhou Chenran felt a sudden dizziness.

It is tantamount to seeing the dead resurrection.

She has become more radiant, generous, natural, more confident, and happier.

His mind was blank, just listening, listening.

Even when their experiment was stumped by other people's problems and hung there in embarrassment, he forgot to laugh at her loudly like he did when he was a child.

Because the next second, Lin Yang stood up calmly, just like before the green ocean of the drum team, and helped her resolve all the crises. She had a tacit understanding and perfection.

He was still sitting in the audience, and the audience under his butt seemed to have merged with him and could no longer stand up.

Zhou Chenran's mother was furious when he saw Yu Zhouzhou, one of the top ten in the city's junior high school and high school entrance examinations in the newspaper. He said nothing, but saw his father drinking soup silently at the dinner table, carefully glanced at the board with the corner of his eyes.

That summer was extremely chaotic.

When he was feeling pain because of Yu Zhouzhou's outstanding achievements, he suddenly learned that the other party's mother and stepfather died in a car accident at the same time. Zhou Chenran's mother disguised herself as "The dead are the most important, so I won't mention such retribution." In the end, Zhou Chenran's father overturned the table and threw a deafening sentence, "Get some good deeds for yourself and your son", turned around and slammed the door and went out.

He curled up on the bed in the cottage and heard his mother chasing behind and crying, "When have you ever cared about me and my son? Fucking fake compassion is here", then covered his head with a sheet and closed his eyes tiredly.

He never had to worry about anything.

He did a very poor exam? It doesn’t matter, he can still enter Zhenhua.

The quota that Yu Zhouzhou and Shen Zi need to work hard to get is never a problem for him.

Although the little witch with bright eyes appeared in his world again, boiling water, intercourse during breaks, flag-raising ceremony, noon cafeteria, excellent composition exhibition, school year red list... he could always see her, everywhere, alone, or, with Lin Yang.

He still couldn't control his followers and clues.

But it doesn't matter, he knows that she no longer has witchcraft.

When he was a child, he treated her and her mother as evil snake spirits and witches. After he eliminated demons, his family would regain a smile and sing.

Zhou Chenran, who grew up gradually, finally admitted that the ghosts and monsters were just the inner demons set by his mother himself.

Yes, the bitch who seduced her father finally disappeared.

However, he knew that she had never appeared before.

Zhou Chenran got away from the complicated memories.

"You come...what are you here to buy?" He was really not good at greetings, and his father's temperament and conversation were not yet influenced by all.

"I just went home for the New Year and went out to take a walk when I was bored," Yu Zhouzhou smiled slightly, stretched and sat on the windowsill next to the bookshelf, "What are you here to buy?"

"Look at it casually." After saying that, he looked down and saw the postgraduate entrance examination test collection in his arms, and he felt a little embarrassed.

"Yeah...is it okay? What are your plans for graduation?"

He was about to lie, but suddenly he closed his mouth and pointed to the book in his arms awkwardly.

Yu Zhouzhou smiled understandingly, with curved eyebrows and eyes, as if he was a child.

"The house is really cold, and I can't stand it anymore. You... how are your parents in good health? Are you okay?" She tilted her head and said incredibly natural.

Zhou Chenran was a little lost.

Outside the window is the desolate street scene in the north, bare and only the sound of the cold wind can be heard.

They were actually talking about the weather smoothly and as if nothing had happened, and greeting each other's current situation.

Zhou Chenran smiled self-deprecatingly: "They... are all okay."

Mom started making a fuss at home again.

Because she suspected that her father had a woman outside.

She devoted all her passion to the two men. One did not go home, the other was ineffective.

On the summer night on the eve of the college entrance examination, he sat alone on the bench in his community in a daze. The first time he smoked, he stole the soft China from his father's cabinet, and paired it with a one-yuan plastic lighter bought in the supermarket. He pressed it several times before igniting the fire.
To be continued...