2003.6.12

Time carries the rocket forward.

After working hard day and night, the high school entrance examination passed like this.

When I finished the last exam, I seemed to be particularly calm, not ecstatic or in a state of ecstasy.

Maybe it's because I've been thinking about the hot pot meal at Luo An's house.

Her mother likes to make red oil hotpot, where the meat and vegetables are simmering in the scalding hot soup. We can eat and chat for two hours.

A month before the exam, we made an appointment to have hot pot tomorrow.

2003.6.13

She was sweating profusely from eating the hot pot. Her brother was picky and didn't like strong food, so her mother made a steak for this picky little kid.

Pour sweet and sour red tomato sauce over medium-rare beef ribs

I suddenly felt that the thin slices of beef in the bowl didn't taste good. My eyes drifted in his direction intentionally or unintentionally.

The little boy felt my gaze and thoughtfully pushed the plate further away from me.

"..."

How old is the little boy? He doesn't know how to be humble to his elders.

After dinner, I asked Luo An

Luo An said that his brother and we are seven years apart.

Was I that ignorant seven years ago?

Oh, I remembered that seven years ago I stole confiscated snacks from the homeroom teacher’s drawer to eat.

It’s your age to protect your food. I understand.

After eating, Luo An and I got into her room, put on headphones and played Eason Chan's songs. She had a paper in her hand, and I took my PHS and chatted with my bad boyfriend.

Yes, Luo An is the kind of person I admire the most, a scholarly girl who can take study as a hobby and write papers happily after taking exams.

I'm different. The society is afraid of adding venom.

If it weren't for the fact that Luo An and I were admitted to the same high school, my mother would have whipped me, and I would have continued to play with the PS and act as if no one else was around me.

So my mother was grateful to Luo An, and she smiled kindly when she saw Luo An, probably assuming that Luo An was her biological daughter.

My bad boyfriend is sending me all kinds of sour love words regardless of the expense of text messages.

I looked at him in amusement as he sent me messages, saving ten messages and replying to one.

I'm poor. Of course, the main reason is that I don't want to go back.

When I felt a little tired, a familiar fragrance suddenly drifted next to me.

I followed the scent and took a few glances.

The little boy was walking towards us wrigglingly holding a plate.

Then, I saw a steak that was the same as what the kid had eaten just now, and he placed it in front of me with a bang.

"My mother said there was an extra serving." After saying that, she ran out shyly.

While I was thinking about why the kid was so shy when he came to give me some food, I forked the cut steak and ate it. Luo An, who was working on the question, also smelled the aroma of the steak, and she looked at me with disgust.

"Yu Jiaqi, how can you eat so well?"

Do you blame me for what your brother gave me?

After I ate for a while, Luo An's mother came in and looked at me who was engrossed in eating. She looked at me with the same disgust as her daughter, and smacked her mouth.

"How can this little girl eat so much? Just now Xiaoze came over and told me that you were not full and wanted to eat steak. I still didn't believe it. Eat less, be careful not to get married in the future." After her mother complained, she took a huge piece.

Cake went to watch a TV series.

Tsk... Luo Ma ate so much and still blamed me.

Hey, didn't Luo Ze, that little brat, just say that he had an extra serving?

I was furious at the time, this little brat was deliberately destroying my image.

Then I thought about it, the little boy was trying to show his kindness to me...?

I ruffled the little boy's hair before leaving. He struggled a few times and finally surrendered.
Chapter completed!