Chapter 422: Promise (Script 8)
Gu Xi is currently struggling with a big problem about conic sections.
He calculated the answer several times but it didn't match. He threw his pen down in frustration and sighed, "Damn! Who came up with this rubbish? It's totally inhumane!"
Having said that, Gu Xi glanced at Shen Xiangyang.
Seeing Shen Xiangyang staring out the window, Gu Xi followed Shen Xiangyang's gaze.
He looked up at the gorgeous sunset, and his tense nerves began to relax.
Gu Xi sat there in silence for a moment.
He turned his head and happened to see Shen Xiangyang's profile, which was softly outlined by the sunset glow.
After more than half a year of "feeding" by Gu Xi, Shen Xiangyang's body became much healthier. He became stronger and stronger, his face was no longer pale, and even some flesh grew on the sides of his cheeks...
A thought suddenly appeared in Gu Xi's mind.
Gu Xi swallowed his saliva: "Hey, Shen Xiangyang."
His voice was particularly clear in the quiet classroom.
Shen Xiangyang turned his head when he heard the voice, and his clear eyes fell on Gu Xi's face.
Gu Xi licked his dry lips, his heartbeat inexplicably quickening. He pointed at the science comprehensive test paper that Shen Xiangyang had just put down, which had a near-perfect score, and then pointed at the gorgeous sky outside the window. He spoke with an unprecedented seriousness and anticipation: "Which university do you want to apply to?"
Shen Xiangyang was slightly startled, as if he didn't expect Gu Xi to ask this suddenly.
He looked at the glimmer of hope in Gu Xi's eyes, and something in his heart was gently touched. He did not answer Gu Xi's question immediately, but asked softly: "What about you?"
Gu Xi scratched his head, a little embarrassed, but his eyes were remarkably determined: "Me? University A, right? Although my scores are still far from good, but I heard that their basketball team is quite strong, and..."
Having said that, Gu Xi paused. His voice became even softer, yet it carried an undeniable weight: "I... I think you should also want to apply to University A."
University A is one of the top universities in the country.
With Shen Xiangyang's current grades, the possibility of him choosing "University A" is very high.
This reason made Shen Xiangyang’s heart skip a beat.
He first looked at the undisguised expectation and nervousness in Gu Xi's eyes, and then looked at the sunset outside the window that was burning with hope. An indescribable warmth accompanied by great courage suddenly surged into his heart.
So Shen Xiangyang slightly curled the corners of his mouth.
It was an extremely shallow smile, but it was enough to make Gu Xi hold his breath.
Shen Xiangyang picked up the pen and gently wrote two letters on Gu Xi's half-finished conic section paper.
That is the abbreviation of University A.
"Um."
Shen Xiangyang nodded, which was considered as acquiescence. His voice was not loud, but very clear: "Together."
Gu Xi's pupils lit up instantly, as if thousands of stars fell into them. Joy exploded in his heart like fireworks. He smiled brilliantly and nodded vigorously: "Okay! Then it's a deal! Let's apply to University A together!"
They had no grand speeches, no passionate vows, only the simple word "together" and a tacit nod.
The sunset outside the window gently enveloped the figures of the two young men, and flowing in them was a promise about the future and a determination to walk side by side that was more brilliant than the sunset.
…
The orange-yellow sunset slanted through the dense branches of the old locust tree, casting dancing spots of light on the library corridor.
The air was filled with the unique scent of book ink and a faint trace of chalk dust.
Today is the weekend.
Shen Xiangyang and Gu Xi made a special appointment to study in the library.
It was almost lunchtime when the two of them left the library. As they walked, Shen Xiangyang smiled and said, "The last big math question..."
Shen Xiangyang spoke with a tone of relief after finishing a difficult task: "It was a bit difficult to add the auxiliary lines, but fortunately I have drawn it."
Gu Xi's gaze fell on the slightly raised corners of Shen Xiangyang's lips.
The corners of Shen Xiangyang's lips curled up slightly, like a ripple on the surface of a lake in early spring.
Gu Xi subconsciously imitated Shen Xiangyang's arc and curled the corners of his mouth: "Well, your thinking is faster. I was stuck for a long time. If you hadn't reminded me..."
Before he finished speaking, the phone in Shen Xiangyang's pocket suddenly vibrated, and the buzzing sound was particularly harsh in the quiet corridor.
Shen Xiangyang took out the old mobile phone with spider-web-like cracks in the corners of the screen. The name that made his blood curdle was jumping on the screen - "Shen Guozhu".
Shen Xiangyang's heart sank suddenly, he could almost sense that it would not be a good thing.
He hesitantly pressed the answer button, and immediately the receiver rang with his father Shen Guozhu's hoarse, deliberately raised voice, tinged with tears: "Yangyang! Yangyang, come back soon! Your grandma... your grandma is dying! She's dying soon! The doctor said she only has one or two days left! Come back and see her!"
The voice was full of despair and panic, making Shen Xiangyang's hands and feet cold in an instant.
"Grandma...how could that be?"
Shen Xiangyang’s voice was shaking, his face was pale, and the glimmer of hope that he had when solving the problem just now disappeared without a trace.
Grandma is the only person in the world who is kind to him.
"Don't ask! Come back soon! If you're late you won't be able to see me anymore!"
Shen Guozhu almost yelled on the other end of the phone, then hung up rudely, leaving only the busy tone piercing Shen Xiangyang's ears.
Seeing Shen Xiangyang's distraught look, Gu Xi subconsciously grabbed his wrist: "Xiangyang! What's going on? Do you need help? I..."
"I have to go back! Now!"
Shen Xiangyang suddenly pulled back his hand, his eyes panicked and desperate, like a drowning man grasping at the last straw, "My grandma... my grandma is critically ill..."
He gave an incoherent explanation, grabbed his schoolbag, and staggered down the stairs as if being whipped by an invisible whip. His back quickly disappeared into the shadows around the corner.
Gu Xi raised his eyes and stared at the direction where Shen Xiangyang disappeared. The light in the corridor dimmed, as if it was swallowed by something.
A strong sense of uneasiness enveloped Gu Xi.
no……
He had to follow and see.
…
Shen Xiangyang ran all the way, his heart beating wildly in his chest, fear and worry almost tore him apart.
The setting sun stretched his shadow long and distorted.
He took a shortcut and turned into the narrow alley filled with discarded building materials, and a strong stench hit him in the face.
The shadow spread silently.
At this time, several ruffian-looking young men walked out from behind some abandoned oil drums deep in the alley.
The man in the lead had a half-smoked cigarette dangling from the corner of his mouth, with sparks flickering in the dim light.
Shen Xiangyang paused, his heart suddenly tightened, as if being gripped tightly by an icy hand.
It's them again.
He recognized the face of the leader with a malicious smile on his face - it was the yellow-haired thug who had blocked him in his first year of high school.
"Hey, isn't this our college bully? Are you running in such a hurry? Are you in a hurry to reincarnate?"
The yellow-haired thug spat out the cigarette butt, crushed it with his foot, and approached with a fake smile: "Brothers have been waiting for you for a long time. We are a bit short of money recently. University tycoon, can you lend us some money to spend on Huabei..."
"I...I don't have any money..."
Shen Xiangyang shook his head palely: "I...I still want to go home...Can you...can you give way?"
Shen Xiangyang's back pressed tightly against the rough brick wall, the cold touch piercing his skin through the thin school uniform.
"Please... I really have something urgent... Please let me go home..."
The overwhelming fear wrapped around Shen Xiangyang's throat like a cold vine. He subconsciously clenched the strap of his schoolbag, his knuckles turning white from the force, and his body trembled slightly.
His eyes were fixed on the ground at the entrance of the alley, which was dyed red by the afterglow of the setting sun.
The alley was deserted.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
