Gao Laohu
"Oh, Young Master Yang is willing to leave the bedroom. Come and taste the delicious food we carefully prepared for you..."
Gao Liyang opened the door, his pajamas wrinkled. He smoothed down his messy hair and sniffed his sluggish nose: "You're going a bit too far."
Lu Zisheng took off his gloves, pulled out a stool for Gao Liyang, and then ran to the kitchen. After a while, he came out holding a bowl.
"Here we go, Yangyang!"
Gao Liyang held up his head, which seemed both light on the outside and heavy on the inside, and sighed. Not only did he make him some white porridge, but he also put the plastic bowl with a black plastic spoon into the microwave. He must have hated his life so much that he wanted to poison him, so he should just say so. At least he should buy him something delicious.
You should eat and drink enough before you hit the road.
Gao Liyang glanced at the table full of fried chicken and braised dishes, his mouth felt a little bitter and his stomach was rumbling.
"I want to eat too."
Xiao Xiaoyu pushed the things away and said righteously: "No, patients should have the awareness of being patients."
"You, Bai Zhou!"
Gao Liyang pinched the plastic spoon and stirred it, but the porridge was just white porridge, nothing else came out.
Forget it, if he dies, I’ll blame Lu Zisheng.
"Why does this sound so familiar to me?" Gao Liyang raised his eyelids and looked at Xiao Xiaoyu.
Xiao Xiaoyu felt baffled and covered her face with her burger. "Ah? How would I know? Don't look at me so fiercely. It's creepy."
"I remember now!" Lu Zisheng slammed the table, knocking over the garbage next to his elbow.
Gao Liyang held his forehead, he remembered it, he remembered it, he remembered everything.
He finally understood what it meant that fortune changes over time and that fate would have its way. No one could escape this fate.
"Xiao Xiaoyu, let me tell you, last time Zhou Xi had a fever and wanted to eat Yangyang's fried pork with peppers, then Yangyang said the same thing to you, hahahaha!"
Xiao Xiaoyu shook her head: "We are really the same kind of people, it's amazing, but I don't want to become Gao Laohu!"
"I'm really impressed, it's hilarious!"
"Thank you. Next time, next time, you can buy something else. Patients don't have to drink only white porridge. This porridge is also for takeout and not thick at all."
Gao Liyang went to the kitchen and got a can of sugar: "If it's not a waste of food, I want to make it myself."
One spoonful.
Two spoons.
Three spoons.
Another half spoonful.
"He is indeed a good baby who can support himself. He is so smart. There is also sugar." Xiao Xiaoyu finished the hamburger and moved on to the braised food.
"Yang, this is too much sugar, three and a half spoons. Even though you like sugar, you shouldn't eat it like this. What if Yingnian gets diabetes?"
Gao Liyang raised his head and sighed: "This medicine is too bitter, it makes me want to vomit, I need to eat something sweet to replenish my body."
"This medicine is like this. Last time..." Xiao Xiaoyu licked the purple cabbage sauce from the corner of her mouth, "I had a fever last time and took this medicine. My throat was about to smoke."
"Oh, yes, the fever is gone?"
The porridge was hot. Gao Liyang gently scraped the surface of the porridge and blew on it: "Hmm, my head doesn't feel like a piece of iron anymore."
"This is delicious, I'll order it again next time!" Lu Zisheng pushed Xiao Xiaoyu.
"What happened to you? Why did you get a fever?"
"It snowed a bit last night."
"No way, Yangyang, are you so fragile?"
"Well, I'm Lin Daiyu, not like you, Lu Zhishen, who uproots a weeping willow tree."
Gao Liyang didn't say it, but he actually fell ill last night and got caught in the snow with Zhou Xi.
"Get lost, you bastards! A dog can't spit out ivory. I'm a flower fairy who is loved by everyone and makes flowers bloom wherever I go. It's a pity that you two idiots don't understand me at all. It would be much more lively if Yuanyuan and Sister Zhou were here too."
Lu Zisheng devoured the fried sweet potato balls in one gulp. "Why don't you ask them to come over? We don't have classes today anyway. Even though the weather isn't great, we can still just take a taxi. It would be so nice to come over and eat big chunks of meat and drink big drinks with us."
"Yuanyuan said something happened, and her mother wouldn't let her go out because she was afraid she'd catch a cold. Where's Sister Zhou..."
Gao Liyang lowered his head to look at his phone, distractedly listening to the conversation.
"She's at her uncle's house. She didn't go back to her hometown on New Year's Day. She said there was heavy snow there, it was unsafe in the mountains, and the bus service had stopped, so she couldn't go back."
"Ah? That's serious!"
"It's definitely colder in the mountains than here. There might be too much snow."
“However, what’s the difference between this and not having a holiday at Principal Yang’s house? Hey, when I think about it, if I were Sister Zhou, I would, hiss…” Lu Zisheng shuddered and dreamed of his uncle giving him extra lessons at his house.
"Tsk, what do you know? He's almost the same as her godfather, how can they be the same?"
Gao Liyang received a message from Zhou Xi, which included a sentence, "Are you feeling better?" and an emoticon, "Sister Daiyu, please take your medicine."
"I wanted to ask her to come over to my house, but she said she had a lot of homework to do and was too lazy to come out. Besides, it's only three days off now, so I'll be able to see her again in two days."
Lu Zisheng brought over the trash can and swept a pile of bones into it: "Why does Sister Zhou always have endless homework? Even though the teacher assigns a lot, she's too serious!"
Gao Liyang took advantage of the two people's inattention while they were chatting and picked up a thick potato.
It was cold, dry, without any moisture, overcooked, and a bit astringent.
"I'm still a little short of becoming a Hexagonal Warrior, so for the greater good, this little bit of fun isn't important!"
"Gao Liyang! When did you stand up, Triangular Warrior?" Xiao Xiaoyu shouted. "Damn it, you little thief! Take your life! How dare you!!!"
“STEAL MY FRY!!!”
Gao Liyang threw the remaining half of a French fry into the sweet porridge to absorb the moisture. "It's just one, and I said it should stand up. It's OK if it stands up. Wait another semester, and then I'll show you how powerful it is."
Gao Liyang replied to Zhou Xi's message. When he exited the conversation, he stared at the note and thought for a while before changing his name.
Hybrid white camellia red rose.
"Damn! It's time to choose subjects for next semester! It's so soon. I'm only in the first year of high school, why do I have to choose subjects?" Xiao Xiaoyu tilted her head back and rolled her eyes to the sky.
Lu Zisheng watched Gao Liyang throw the French fries into the porridge, and then eat some without changing his expression, as if it seemed quite good.
"Yangyang, is it delicious?"
"Try it." Gao Liyang pushed the porridge over.
Lu Zisheng tremblingly picked the one with the thinnest roots, and based on the three seconds it took to blanch the vegetables in the hot pot, he counted silently in his mind, one, two, three!
"How about it?"
Xiao Xiaoyu also stared at Lu Zisheng chewing, feeling a little curious.
"It's a bit strange, and a bit high, what's going on?"
"I'm really impressed. Were you pretending to be smart before?" Gao Liyang put his fist to his mouth and was amused by Lu Zisheng. "Nonsense, potatoes and porridge are both sweet!"
"Oh, I just got stupid from a fever when I was a kid. Blame the virus, not me."
"Come on! Let me try it!"
Xiao Xiaoyu smacked her lips and said, "It looks like that fried sweet potato. It's super sweet and moist when you eat it."
"Yes, yes, yes! That's exactly the feeling!"
Xiao Xiaoyu quietly observed Gao Liyang's expression and pushed the porridge back: "Eat it all, don't leave a drop, don't try to get away with it, you little thief!"
Gao Liyang's Smile Vanishing Technique: "..."
He hated Zhou Xi to death.
Zhou Xi, who was having dinner with Yang Wen and Zhang Lixia, sneezed violently.
Zhang Lixia tore off a piece of paper for her and said with a smile: "Hey, Tongtong, someone misses you."
"Really..." Zhou Xi sniffed. She didn't need it and bounced back.
"Aju!"
Gao Liyang was confused. Why was he sneezing again? Where was the effect of the medicine?
—
Gao Yuanyuan lay in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, staring at the white snow, exhaled a breath of white air out of boredom, and wrote lightly on it.
New Year's Day, exams, Spring Festival, fireworks.
After finishing the last stroke, she erased it all, blew on it in another place, and wrote it again, over and over again. She still wanted to bring the thing that had already taken shape into this world.
Yesterday, when she was playing with her phone, she saw the news that Yao Yao had been in a car accident. For some reason, she felt relieved and even a little happy. Was this a happy emotion?
She didn't know either, but she knew that she was a really bad person who was hiding her true self. Anyway, she had no sympathy for Yao Yao. She deserved it, she deserved it, it was all retribution.
The signal is bad on a snowy day, and the computer keeps spinning in circles when it turns on.
Double-click the black mouse to open the browser, enter a URL, and click the blue login button. The information has been forgotten.
Gao Yuanyuan turned around and found a small pink notebook on the bookshelf. The iron buttons were rusty.
I opened it and saw three years of records. The handwriting on the first page was much neater than the cursive handwriting that high school students use to take notes in order to finish their homework.
"Tada tada!" Her fingers slid smoothly across the keyboard that had been worn out so much that the letters were no longer visible.
When I logged in, it was all red dots, and there were 99+ messages in the upper right corner of the homepage.
Gao Yuanyuan moved the mouse, moved her index finger slightly, and raised it, but she didn't click in.
I let go of my hands, leaned over the computer, closed my eyes, and a dense stream of words began to appear in my mind.
She hasn't updated for half a year. She cares about readers' comments and can't just ignore them. What she wants to write is contrary to what her fans want. She gets scolded, disappointed, and anxious...
“Knock, knock, knock!”
"Enter!"
Gao's mother brought a plate of large washed strawberries. When she saw Gao Yuanyuan using the computer, her expression darkened and she put the plate on the desk, not getting too close.
"Yuanyuan, I washed some fruit for you."
"Thanks, Mom."
"Mom, I..."
Mother Gao took a step back and straightened the rolled-up corner of the quilt: "If you still want to write, I won't stop you. Just think it through."
"I said as long as you are healthy, I won't interfere with anything else."
"Thanks, Mom."
Mother Gao closed the door gently, and Gao Yuanyuan breathed a sigh of relief.
Gao Yuanyuan actually loves to play very much, but her mother will not allow her to try anything that may affect her heart health, absolutely not.
She knew that her mother was a man of her word. She was the one who made her mother like this because her mother almost watched her daughter leave in front of her eyes. She was too afraid of losing her again, so she would not allow her to have any accidents.
Her mother gave her a certain amount of freedom. As long as she stayed within this defined circle, she could tolerate doing whatever she wanted. Her grades, her clothes, her playtime, etc. were all assumed to be free.
The strawberries are sweet, very sweet, but the weather is cold enough that they are not greasy.
Gao Yuanyuan deleted unnecessary personal information and historical comments, cleared all private messages in the settings, opened the privacy settings again, and checked all the boxes.
The snow outside the window was ignored. Gao Yuanyuan was immersed in the story without any pause, as if she had thought about these words and plots countless times.
The keyboard was bought with the first royalties she earned. It was not expensive, very cheap. Now the letters on some commonly used keys have become blurred, so she can only type by feel.
Even though she made a little money later, she never thought of changing to more expensive ones. She believed that the ones she was familiar with were the best.
Her original intention was not to write these things to make money, but just because she liked it.
In the past six months, she has read countless novels. Every time she reads something that touches her heart, she feels very uncomfortable and something wants to come out. She wants to vent, and writing it down is what she wants most.
After typing about 5,000 words, my hands and eyes started to hurt a little, so I opened my phone and played some music with a strong rhythm.
After writing about 15,000 words, I could hardly keep my eyes open, so I began to revise it carefully, removing all traces of my own verbal habits.
"Yuanyuan, it's time to eat!"
Gao Yuanyuan agreed, clicked the Enter key, uploaded the few chapters she had just written, typed a few words in the comment area, and hurriedly logged off.
"Buzz! Buzz..."
Zhou Xi lifted the quilt and found his cell phone under the bed.
"Hello? Grandma."
"Tongtong, are you sleeping?"
"Well, I finished a set of papers a little late last night, and woke up early this morning because of my biological clock at school. Now I'm catching up on some sleep in the afternoon. Happy New Year, Grandma."
Zhou Xi was half lying on the bed with a pillow behind his head.
"Happy, happy! If it weren't so cold, I really want you to come back and ask your Grandpa Zhong to make you some soup to nourish you. There's no nutrition in school, and studying is tiring."
Zhou Xi sighed: "Grandma, Uncle Yang made chicken soup today, and I drank a lot."
"How can they be the same? Your Grandpa Zhong raised his own chickens, and you said you drank a lot. You must be lying. I don't know you. You only drink a little each time..."
"Really? If you don't believe me, go ask Uncle Yang. I drank so much that my stomach swelled up like a ball."
"Okay, I'll trust you again. By the way, let me tell you, your Aunt Zhang bought you some more clothes. I'll put them in the closet for you."
"Okay, grandma, how are you feeling recently?" Zhou Xi grabbed the quilt.
"I, I, that's fine. By the way, when I went to your room to put your things away, you didn't bring your scarf. Are you cold?"
Change the subject again.
Zhou Xi pulled over the big panda pillow that Gao Yuanyuan had given him, piled it on his knees, and let out a breath.
The feel is not as good as melon seeds.
"A little bit, it's okay, it's almost holiday time anyway."
"Well, remember to wear more clothes at school so you don't catch a cold."
"Um."
"If the food in the school cafeteria isn't good, go eat outside. Also, are your long johns thick enough? Are they thin enough?"
"Grandma, I'm doing fine at school and will be back soon. You should take care of yourself at home and don't stay up late reading."
"Okay, okay, I can take care of myself. Do you really have enough autumn trousers? I remember you have several pairs in your closet, and you didn't bring them with you."
"Enough! Really, I'm not lying to you."
"Okay, you're not lying to me. I'm old, so I just like to talk a lot..."
"Help, grandma, you're doing this again..."
“Help, help!!!”
"Yuanyuan, do you know that the novel I'm reading has been updated! It's the one that has been discontinued!" Xiao Xiaoyu threw down her schoolbag and wanted to jump on Gao Yuanyuan and rub her hard.
Gao Yuanyuan lowered her head, half covering her face. "Ah, um, um, by the way, why do you like reading, um, that novel?"
"The character design is quite captivating. Although she's a very cowardly little girl in the early stages, she turns evil in the later stages! Ahhhh, so cool! She slaps the faces of all those who bully her."
"Although..."
"What?" Gao Yuanyuan pinched her earlobe.
"That's right. Some people say she should choose to forgive in the end, because that's what makes her a perfect heroine. But I think a woman who dares to love and hate is the right person. No one is perfect, right?"
"Yes, indeed, it is."
"Yuanyuan, you have dark circles under your eyes. They're a bit heavy. Are you staying up late at home reading novels again?"
"Uh, it's just an all-nighter, nothing."
Xiao Xiaoyu sat in Zhou Xi's seat, feeling a little uncomfortable: "Hey, Sister Zhou, this seat feels a bit like a burnt butt, that kind of study smell!"
"Yuanyuan, have you noticed anything different about me?"
"New clothes!"
"You have such sharp eyes. You're such an observant baby. Yes, new clothes. I took Lu Zisheng and the others shopping to buy them yesterday."
"How is it? Does it look good?"
"It looks good! This color suits you very well. It's beautiful!"
“Hehehe!”
Xiao Xiaoyu flipped open the textbook on the table and said, "Oh, by the way, let me tell you, the author of the novel I followed was really criticized before. I got into it late and clicked on it without even checking if it was serialized."
"I only found out after reading the latest chapter that the author had stopped updating because of the criticism from haters! I'm so pissed!"
"It's okay. She's back now. That's good." Gao Yuanyuan lay on the table, facing the wall, and closed her eyes for a while.
"Oh, it's too bad. It's really hard to do anything now. From now on, when I draw for others, they won't find fault with me, right?"
"No, you're so awesome."
"I hope so."
Xiao Xiaoyu actually has an idea, which is to develop in the direction of characters in the future. If a novel girl like her can succeed in the future and be the main writer of comics based on her favorite novels, she will be so happy that she can bleed from the nose and punch the wall.
"Sister Zhou!" Xiao Xiaoyu stood up and sat in Gao Liyang's seat.
Zhou Xi put down his water cup and put his vocabulary book back into the lower drawer: "You came so early?"
"Oh, I'm here to finish my homework, Sister Zhou, Cai Cai, please!"
"Zhou Xi!"
Xiao Xiaoyu was interrupted and looked towards the door in dissatisfaction: "Huh? Why is he in our class and looking for Sister Zhou?"
"The homework is in the drawer, take it yourselves, I'm going to be out for a while."
"Oh, thank you, muah!" Xiao Xiaoyu hooked Gao Yuanyuan, "What are you doing! Hey, what did that guy give to Sister Zhou? I can't see clearly!"
“No way!”
Gao Yuanyuan hesitated: "No way, isn't this Bai, Bai Yu, the top student in the next class? I've never heard of them knowing each other."
“Here I come!”
Xiao Xiaoyu sat on Zhou Xi's stool and asked in a questioning tone, "Sister Zhou, what does that person at the door want from you?"
Zhou Xi sat next to Gao Liyang for a while and took something out of the bag: "This."
"Oh my god! The test paper!" Xiao Xiaoyu snatched it and flipped through it. "Isn't this the hardest test paper? Sister Zhou, you bought it!"
"Yes, I asked Bai Yu to buy the final exam papers."
"No! The end of the semester isn't too long away, and the teacher is printing out the test papers like they're free with the school printer. He's so eager to print out every test paper."
Xiao Xiaoyu changed it back respectfully and waved her hands: "You have so much, how long will it take you to write it?"
"I can do it during lunch break, during self-study class, or even after returning to the dorm. I can definitely finish it if I want to."
Gao Yuanyuan inevitably thought of a saying by Mr. Lu Xun, which was very appropriate.
"Damn it! Don't try so hard!"
"Zhou Xiaoxi."
Gao Liyang was wearing a hat and a mask, covering himself tightly, and he tapped the table lightly.
Zhou Xi stood up and took the book away: "Sorry."
Xiao Xiaoyu gave up half of the chair and said, "Sister Zhou, please sit down for a while. I want to play here for a while."
Gao Liyang's voice was almost hoarse: "What are you doing?"
"Let's discuss studying. Sister Zhou just bought the test papers. Yang, do you want one?" Xiao Xiaoyu asked sincerely.
"have a look."
Zhou Xi handed it over and saw that Gao Liyang's eyelids were slightly swollen and there were red bloodshot eyes. It seemed that he had not slept well because of a cold.
"Ah, I've done this test."
Xiao Xiaoyu seemed to hear a joke: "Ah? Yangyang, are you telling a cold joke? Do you think pretending to be cool is fun?"
Gao Liyang tilted his head and coughed, clearing his throat: "Being a triangular warrior is not easy either."
Zhou Xi handed the box over, Gao Liyang opened it skillfully and picked out a pink ball.
Gao Yuanyuan stared at the two pairs of slender fingers moving in an intertwined pattern, and then put each finger back into her pocket, looking very cool.
"When you went to my room that day, didn't you see the book open on the table?"
Xiao Xiaoyu frowned, rechecking the shit-green book in her mind, then slammed the table in realization, "Uh, it really is, well, I wronged you."
Zhou Xi raised his eyebrows and smiled: "As expected, you sit behind me and study secretly."
"Same here."
"Liar." Zhou Xi snatched the remaining book from Gao Liyang's hand. Two days ago, he swore to her that he would lie down when he got home and would not study at all.
"You are narrow-minded." Gao Liyang subconsciously did not regard this as learning. He has been doing this test paper for several years, just like punching a check-in for fun. This is not considered learning.
Xiao Xiaoyu sniffed and said, "Wow, you two are really hot-tempered. Do you want to have a showdown?"
"Hahahahahaha!" Gao Liyang laughed dryly, his nose itched, and tears streamed down his face. "I can't accompany you, you guys can do whatever you want."
"Ding-ling-ling!"
When class started, Xiao Xiaoyu rolled up Zhou Xi's homework and ran away.
Lu Zisheng arrived in the classroom just on time.
Gao Liyang took off his hat and placed it on top of a pile of books on the table.
"Attend class!"
“…”
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