Several times in dreams

Chapter 168
Zhao Chenxing's reply was even more grandiose than Zhang Xueqing's. He just briefly introduced his daily training and surrounding environment, and cared about Zhang Xueqing's study by the way, so the salute was over.

Zhang Xueqing poured out her troubles in the reply, the confusion about the future, the glory of the past and the loss of today, and the heart of a helpless girl deeply touched Zhao Chenxing's heart.

Zhao Chenxing quickly replied a five-six-page letter to Zhang Xueqing. The letter contained comfort and encouragement, humor and self-deprecation. Zhao Chenxing never thought that he could write so many words. When the teacher asked him to write a five-hundred-word composition, he couldn't hold back it. Now he has written five or six pages, and it seems that he hasn't fully enjoyed himself. He even wonders himself.

After Zhang Xueqing received the letter, she felt that she had reached a new level immediately. Since she was a child, no one understood and comforted her like Zhao Chenxing. Her mother only educated and criticized her, and her father was a rough person, who had very little relationship with her. Communication, although grandma cares about her the most, but after all, she is old, and there is a generation gap in communication, let alone Zhang Xiangxiang, except for causing her to be criticized by her parents a few times, there is no benefit at all.

Unexpectedly, there is still a person in this world who understands and understands herself so well. Zhang Xueqing was instantly liberated from depression, and her heart was filled with a strange sense of happiness. She wanted to tell the world about this feeling, but the next second she felt that she should treat it as The secret is buried in the bottom of my heart.

The frightening parent meeting finally came. At night, Zhang Xueqing was anxiously doing her homework at home, while listening to the sound of the door lock. It was all very quiet.

Suddenly, there was the sound of a key unlocking the lock. Zhang Xueqing looked at the small alarm clock on the table. It was 09:30 in the evening, which should be about this time.

Zhang Xueqing waited quietly for Yuhui to come over, and called herself over to talk, the bedroom door was ajar, Zhang Xueqing could even feel that her mother had come to the door, stood there for a long time, but did not come in, turned and walked into her bedroom.

Zhang Xueqing was a little surprised. This didn't fit Yuhui's routine. It turned out that when she was in Xiangjiang, even if her grades dropped a little bit, Yuhui would pull her to analyze the reasons in detail and formulate remedial measures. How could it happen this time? Let it go easily?
Zhang Xueqing couldn't figure it out. When she went to the toilet, she passed Yuhui's closed bedroom door. She heard her parents discussing something quietly in the room, and there was even one or two quarrels. But Zhang Xueqing knew that it must have something to do with her.

At breakfast the next day, Yuhui's eyes were red, as if she had cried last night, Zhang Xueqing didn't dare to talk, so she ate a few bites in a hurry and went to school.

The final exam will be in a few days, and Zhang Xueqing has no idea. Anyway, she grinds her guns in front of the battle, and she will be unhappy. The novel is put away, and the villain in all kinds of fashions is no longer drawn. These days, she is still concentrating on reviewing, physics I'm done with chemistry, and I have to try my best to get as high as possible in addition to language and mathematics, so that the total score will not look too ugly.

There was a sudden power outage just after the evening self-study started, and it was said that she would not come again tonight, the school was dismissed temporarily, and Zhang Xueqing went home early.

In the afternoon, the sky was overcast, as if it would snow at any moment, but the temperature was warm. Zhang Xueqing walked slowly on the way home. Although it was only after seven o'clock in the winter night, there were not many people on the street.

There are three or four roads to walk from school to home. The gate of the railway complex where I live used to be a dirt road, but now it is preparing to build a concrete road. There are ditches dug everywhere, and a temporary detour has to pass through a small forest tens of meters long.

Every time Zhang Xueqing passed through the woods, she was inexplicably nervous. Zhang Chunshan never went to pick her up. Every time she said that she was a little scared, Zhang Chunshan said that she went to school when she was six years old, and no one ever sent her to school. , through the cemetery, through the woods with wolves, and flaunted the experience of sitting on the grave and singing to himself.

Although Zhang Xueqing has been bold and reckless since she was a child, as she grows older, she feels less courageous. It seems that it is impossible to expect Zhang Chunshan to go out to pick her up. Every time Zhang Xueqing hears other female students talking about her father's treatment of her She was very fond of her, so she was very suspicious, whether in Zhang Chunshan's heart, she was not a girl at all!

It seems that relying on others is not enough. Zhang Xueqing began to save herself. When she came back late at night and no one was with her, she always put her long ponytail into a hat, swayed left and right when she walked, and her mouth was still sloppy. Whistling, those who didn't know it thought it was some bastard who came out in the middle of the night, and it was too late to hide and walk, no one dared to approach.

The road was about to be repaired, but the two sides of the sewer hadn't been filled up yet. They stood like two high walls on both sides of the road, and the soil that was about to fill the ditch was randomly piled up on both sides.

Zhang Xueqing whistled and walked on the edge of the newly built road, and was about to pass through the small woods. She vaguely saw the lights of several rows of buildings on the other side of the woods, flickering in the gaps between the leaves of the trees.

Suddenly, a black shadow rushed over from the woods. Zhang Xueqing panicked. Standing beside the mound, she tripped over a stone, fell on the mound, rolled down the slope to the bottom of the ditch, and hit her head on the ground. Gutters on the exterior wall.

Zhang Xueqing was in a daze for a while, feeling something hot flowing down her face, she got up unsteadily, felt her arms and legs were still there, tried to walk two steps, felt a little dizzy, and struggled to climb up the dirt Heaping, Zhang Xueqing walked slowly towards the house.

At this moment, Yuhui is chatting with her mother and aunt at home, "The biggest regret in my life is that I didn't go to college. Ruirui has been smart since she was a child. I think she will definitely fulfill my college dream. Who knows that since returning to her hometown, she Her grades have plummeted, and now she is at the bottom, I am so disappointed in her!"

"It's not all the child's fault. Ruirui told me that Xiangjiang's teaching quality can't be compared with Haixi's, and another transfer will delay her study. I heard that when we came, Haixi's school had already finished her studies. We, Ruirui, have missed a lot of homework in all the courses in junior high school!" Meng Wanying couldn't help but speak for Zhang Xueqing.

"Mom! You're spoiled for her! I just went to the Great Northern Wilderness at that time. I was not familiar with the place, and I didn't understand the accent. Good grades in the first place, she! She is just too spoiled!"

"You didn't learn much at that time, so of course it was easy to get good grades, and Ruirui Elementary School and Junior High School were also among the best!" Meng Wanying insisted on singing against Yuhui.

Aunt Wenlan just laughed and didn't participate in the argument between the two of them.

Suddenly someone knocked on the door, who is it so late?

Yuhui opened the door, and Zhang Xueqing stood outside the door with her face covered in blood!
(End of this chapter)