MTL - Paper Plane-Chapter 28

But Tang Junhe still hums from time to time, and the tune keeps drilling into Yang Xuan's ears along with the direction of the wind. At first Yang Xuan was still a little irritable, but later he gradually got used to it, and then he actually heard some patterns from it, for example, on Monday morning, Tang Junhe hummed the happiest time, but on Friday, he seemed to wilt I stopped humming, just sat in the back seat silently, not knowing what to think.

Love school so much? Yang Xuan thought it was a little funny, his half-brother was really different from ordinary people.

Zhou Lin's case gradually disappeared. The police investigated for many days. Except that Zhou Lin was indeed a primary school teacher with pedophilia before, there was no progress in the evidence of Yang Xuan and Tang Junhe's crimes. In the end, they could only He came to the conclusion that Zhou Lin got into a car accident because he violated the traffic rules by mistakenly running a red light, and made a job for his mother who always dragged the police to seek justice.

After get off work that day, Tang Xiaonian went shopping in a nearby shopping mall, found an Adidas counter, and bought a new set of men's sportswear and a pair of sneakers. Looking at the price tag, Tang Xiaonian was stunned. This set of calculations was almost worth a month's salary when she used to work and sell clothes for others.

But the meat hurts, she went to the cashier to pay the money. Before going out in the morning, she took a look at Yang Xuan's sneaker brands. They were all big brands that often appeared in advertisements, and none of them were cheap.

Tang Xiaonian walked out of the mall carrying the Adidas bag, planning to ask Tang Junhe to hand over these things to Yang Xuan at night. Although he said that "everyone has his own fate", but in the end, Yang Xuan's disqualification from the provincial team was caused by his own son, and this favor should be paid back. Tang Xiaonian felt that he had done this very kindly .

In the evening, Tang Junhe was doing his homework in his room. Tang Xiaonian opened the door and came in. He stood beside him and watched him write for a while, then stroked his hair and said, "I went to the mall today to buy a set for Yang Xuan. A suit and a pair of shoes, and if you see him later, tell him."

"Why?" Tang Junhe turned to look at her.

"It's not about the provincial team," Tang Xiaonian said, "We'll pay him back, we don't owe him anything."

"That's not clear." Tang Junhe said.

"I don't know why." Tang Xiaonian was unhappy, "Adidas, do you know how expensive it is, it hurts me so much."

"I just don't know." Tang Junhe turned his head back and continued to do his homework, "If you want to tell him, you can tell him yourself, he won't want it."

"Hey, you kid, how do you know he doesn't want it before you give it?"

"He definitely said 'no need'," Tang Junhe said, "I won't say it anyway."

"I'm repaying the favor for you, do you know that?" Tang Xiaonian patted the back of his head lightly, "Why don't you know how to appreciate it, and still make faces with me."

"My own favor, I will pay back myself." Tang Junhe wrote words.

"You pay it back, why do you pay it back? Are you going to treat him like a bull or a horse?" Tang Xiaonian heard the disapproval in his tone, and said angrily, "I robbed you and returned it to you bit by bit. , you are still grateful to Dade, are you stupid?"

Here again, Tang Junhe didn't want to argue with her on this issue, so he did his homework in silence.

"If not, I'll give it to him myself." Tang Xiaonian gave him a blank look, and left the room bored.

Whatever Tang Xiaonian made up his mind to must be done on the same day. She was watching TV in the living room, knocking sunflower seeds, and glanced at Yang Xuan's room from time to time, waiting for him to come out.

Tang Junhe finished his homework and was called out by Tang Xiaonian to eat fruit. While eating, Yang Xuan came out of the room and walked towards the bathroom.

"Xiaoxuan, come and take a look at this." Tang Xiaonian tried his best to look pleasant, and slapped the two paper bags with the Adidas logo beside him, "Auntie bought it for you specially, you go Is it suitable for the room to try?"

Yang Xuan didn't look at it, and didn't bother to say anything, so he threw out two words: "No need."

Tang Xiaonian twitched his lips after being embarrassed.

"Your aunt's kindness, come and try." Yang Chengchuan looked up at him and said. As soon as the words fell, Yang Xuan closed the door of the bathroom, Yang Chengchuan shook his head and said, "I don't understand."

Tang Junhe ate his least favorite pear, watched TV and whispered, "I'll just say it."

Tang Xiaonian glared at him: "What did you say?"

"I said he wouldn't take it." Tang Junhe finished eating the pear slices in the fruit plate, and began to eat apple slices, his second favorite, "I also said he would say 'no'."

"You know everything." Tang Xiaonian said angrily.

As soon as Tang Xiaonian finished speaking, Yang Xuan came out of the bathroom.

"Xiaoxuan, I put the clothes and shoes here for you," Tang Xiaonian said again in a calm tone, "Don't forget to try them, if they don't suit you, Auntie will change them for you."

Yang Xuan didn't respond, and went straight to his room.

"Come and eat some fruit before going back." Yang Chengchuan reached out and pulled Yang Xuan's arm.

Yang Xuan didn't refuse this time. He took two steps towards the coffee table, bent down and picked up an orange. Just as he was about to get up, Tang Junhe handed him the half-eaten fruit plate: "Here's this for you."

He ate all the fruits he didn't like, and the rest of the fruit plate were all his favorites - mango, strawberry, banana, dragon fruit... Tang Xiaonian saw his elbow turning outward, his teeth itched with anger, Crack the melon seeds.

Yang Xuan raised his eyelids to look at him, then glanced at Tang Xiaonian next to him, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, and he smiled almost unobtrusively, then straightened up and went back to the room.

Tang Junhe retracted his arms, puffed his cheeks, and continued to eat as if nothing had happened.

Yang Chengchuan saw it in his eyes and kept it in his heart. He deliberately observed Tang Junhe these days, and found that this youngest son could only see the vitality of his peers in his eyes when he was facing his eldest son. What's more troublesome is that his eldest son doesn't seem to want to talk to his younger brother very much. Yang Chengchuan sighed, planning to find time to talk to Yang Xuan in a few days.

Those two paper bags were left on the sofa for several days, and Yang Xuan didn't touch them. Seeing that the one-week return time was about to pass, Tang Xiaonian saw that Yang Xuan refused to appreciate it, so he picked up the bag and went to the department store, changing all the clothes and shoes into styles and sizes suitable for Tang Junhe.

Carrying the paper bag home again, Tang Xiaonian felt a little resentful in her heart—this was the first time she bought such expensive clothes for Tang Junhe. The clothes she bought for Tang Junhe before were either no-brand clothes, or It's a brand's discounted model, thanks to her good eyesight and Tang Junhe's good looks, she didn't expose the embarrassment of life so clearly.

When the flag was raised on Monday, the students stood neatly on the playground according to their classes, listlessly listening to the "speech under the national flag" on the stage, which seemed like chicken blood was spattered. Near the end, the dean went up, announced Yang Xuan's bad deeds of fighting outside the school according to the school rules, gave him a demerit in public, and revoked his accommodation qualifications, and then routinely asked Yang Xuan to go up to read the self-criticism.

As soon as Yang Xuan stepped up, it caused a commotion among the students below. The students who had just been made drowsy by the "speech under the national flag" immediately regained their energy when they heard that Yang Xuan was going to read the self-criticism. Half of Yang Xuan's reputation in Runcheng No. 1 Middle School came from the self-criticism Yes, because of the basketball team fight between the No. 1 Middle School and the No. 16 Middle School, the eight basketball team members involved in the brawl went up to read their self-criticism one by one, and everyone in the audience was dumbfounded. squinting. Yang Xuan was the last one to go up, although his voice was calmer than the previous ones, but just hitting that pestle made everyone in the audience raise their necks in unison.

The discussion about "the handsome guy who wants to review on Monday" lasted for several weeks before it gradually subsided. Every Monday morning, there will be girls secretly complaining to the people around them when the school leader is speaking, "Why don't you come here?" Handsome guy wants to self-criticize", this has almost become a topic with a characteristic of No. 1 Middle School.

Naturally, Yang Xuan didn't listen to Qiu Li's words and memorized the self-criticism. He took the A4 paper on which the self-criticism was printed with peace of mind, and read a boring self-criticism without enthusiasm in an extremely flat tone. The people on the stage didn't know what to say, and the people in the audience just looked at their faces. When the last sentence was finished, "Everyone is welcome to supervise in the future", there was sparse applause among the students below, and the dean who went up to summarize the speech was furious. It's all green.

After the flag-raising ceremony, each class began to lead the team back, and when they walked into the teaching building, the team dispersed automatically.

Tang Junhe heard voices talking about Yang Xuan all around him, and his elder brother seemed to be the only one who attracted his attention. Tang Junhe was a little disappointed. He realized that he was just the one who didn't have the upper hand among the many people who looked up to Yang Xuan in the audience—even though half of the same blood flowed on their bodies, even though they had a close relationship when they were young. Yue, although they live in the same house now, although they go to school together every day, although they have changed each other's fate, it doesn't mean anything, Yang Xuan may even hate himself. The brotherhood between them instead created an insurmountable gulf for him.

At this moment, he suddenly recognized his own desire for Yang Xuan—he couldn't bear to see the same Yang Xuan as others, Yang Xuan was his brother, and it could only belong to him alone.