rub the net in another world

"According to this, the policy has changed, so you don't plan to go home now?"

Unhappy as expected, Ms. Lu Manrou on the other end of the video frowned, and Zhou Ming hurriedly explained:

"It's still undecided. I can only say that this is the likely result. After all, the summer vacation is only a few days away. If you are studying preparatory courses, it is not necessary to go back again."

No wonder Ms. Lu is in a bad mood. She has raised her son for more than ten years. She doesn’t even have a friend all day long. When she goes out to play soy sauce, she has to prepare her lines in advance. The scope of her activities is always the bedroom school. Then suddenly he left the city he hadn't been familiar with for more than ten years, and left the few family members he only knew. In short, it was too sudden.

Whether it comes from worrying about autistic children or the loss of the mother's control over her son for more than ten years, there are enough reasons to be unhappy, right?
"There is no flexibility?" Ms. Lu didn't know whether she was really dissatisfied or fake complaining: "I always feel that it is right for you to go through the whole experience. You are introverted, so it is better to associate with people of the right age."

"It's best to finish the third year of high school at the same age, and have the same youth as the general public."

"It's agreed to be recommended, why do you have to take the preparatory course again? Even Aoki University can't be so disregarding students. What's the phone number of your Academic Affairs Office... Forget it, I'll check it myself!"

Ms. Lu is very aware of her son's social skills, but obviously, she really doesn't know enough about the current situation.Hearing these words, Mi Yiwen, who was holding her mobile phone, rolled her eyes. I'm afraid you don't know how powerful that man is in front of thousands of people.

It was also the first time she knew that the third translation of social terror was "social terrorist"!
Zhou Ming, who was sitting on a chair on the balcony, moved as little as possible, so as not to let Ms. Lu see his physical problems, even if he had to fly to the capital that night.

The ghost castle behind the video can see the classic blankets and wall lamps inside through the balcony. Of course, even if you don’t mention these, the exposed Gechen stone texture does not look like ordinary materials. The excuse is that it is a school dormitory. Lu Ladies, if you are interested, look it up online.
I can also say that I am a special major anyway, and it doesn't matter if the dormitory is upscale. Isn't Harry Potter living in a castle?Anyway, no one in my family has studied at Aoki University.

"Not necessarily. If it's not good, I will go back after half a year of study. Our major is a bit special, and the school has not yet been determined... It will change at any time."

Will Ms. Lu be satisfied with this kind of rhetoric?The unwavering look in his eyes showed his attitude.

When Zhou Ming shut up, Zhou Xinshen, who was wearing the same style of Pikachu pajamas as Zhou Ming, forced his head out in the video, and the ears on his big yellow head moved.

"Mom, what are you thinking? Could it be that my brother will make friends after studying in the third year of high school like that? Is it wishful thinking? Except that fake literary youth surnamed Li is an accident."

"My brother has nothing to do with the word youth!"

"Oh, by the way, that girl named Yun Miaomiao in your class asked me when you will come back again. I thought you have a mobile phone, so please take care of her. You really can't see how beautiful that girl is, right? Mom has no objection." You are in love!"

"And what kind of style is behind you? The school dormitory of Aoki University is so cool? Wait, brother, have you learned badly? You still wear a ring. Mom, look at the sun coming out from the west!"

He talked non-stop like a cannonball, successfully making Zhou Ming stunned.

I wasn't so troubled at home before...

Apparently, Ms. Lu didn't like Zhou Xinshen's way of breaking her mouth either. She looked at Zhou Xinshen coldly and forced her to shut up.

"Have you finished brushing up the questions?"

"???"

Zhou Xinshen's eyes widened in shock: "Are you kidding me! This is a video call with my brother! You insist on bringing up such a disappointing topic?"

"And even if I pass the test, I can't pass the Aoki exam! Please stop thinking about it, my brother has all the brains of our family..."

The scene instantly became the daily quarrel of the mother and daughter, as if there was no room for Zhou Ming to interject.

"So... I'm dead?"

……

No one cares.

Zhou Ming reluctantly raised his hand and hung up the video.It has been more than a week. Although the body has improved, the progress is too small.

Mi Yiwen, who had been holding her mobile phone for a long time, rubbed her sore arm, and watched the old housekeeper help Zhou Ming into the wheelchair with a worried expression on her face.

No wonder she is in a bad mood. As a born with perception abilities, living in a place like Ghost Castle is tantamount to the sudden blindness of ordinary people. Moreover, there is no TV signal in this damn place, and the only person who can receive the Internet There is only this corner of the balcony in the place, and the mood is irritable... It is completely understandable.

It's just that Zhou Ming didn't understand.

After the old butler helped Zhou Ming into a wheelchair, he left the balcony to make room for the two of them.Zhou Ming watched as Mi Yiwen fed two pieces of dried meat to the aircraft, and then the crow flew away from the castle over the cherry tree, leaving behind two unpleasant cries.

As this kind of creature, is there any trouble in living?
"By the way, what exactly is youth?"

"What?!" Mi Yiwen turned her head in confusion and horror, as if she was looking at some rare beast.

"Doesn't youth refer to a specific age group? Why does Zhou Xinshen think that I don't have youth?"

Mi Yiwen wanted to ask if you were joking, but seeing Zhou Ming's seriousness, did you actually have a serious discussion with her?

"Ha." Mi Yiwen turned her head to look at the night view of Didu Mountain at the foot of the hill. It was a sight that surprised me no matter how many times I saw it.

"You talk about youth. As you said, the age group in time, that is the biological definition of adolescence, understand? Youth should be beautiful girls, white shirts, basketball courts, milk tea shops and small notes in class Walking on the rubber track in the middle of the night with those who are jealous or those who have to deal with it, telling some private secrets that will be spread the next day, is a novel that will pass everyone's hands sooner or later in the class , a small group of three or four, paper poker that obviously violated school rules, a certain boy who is so cheap and a male god who seems to be in a concave shape all year round, a group of close friends who are destined to die after graduation. Friends and relationships that are completely forgotten after many years."

"It's a kind of reality that obviously exists for you, but when you pass by, you can't realize it anymore, no matter it's that kind of feeling or that kind of person, it seems that those are specially sent by God to let you experience it at a specific time. unique."

"I still remember the love poem that the boy who liked me gave me. This kind of old-fashioned behavior has moved me for a long time, and even other people envy it. It is obviously badly written, but I seem to like it now. In fact, it has long been not because of ignorance or pride and shyness, but because my youth at that time was hidden there."

Mi Yiwen leaned forward with her elbows on her head, leaning her arms on the edge of the balcony, muttering in a youthful voice:

"I also passed by the tree a few times and saw many Hui Yin Shiyue.

I often think they are different each time,
Presumably they guessed me the same way.

But I am the only one who can always be recognized,
I only loved one person.

So all solitude has already been written,
I am nostalgic,

The answer is just my speculation.

I think when I go back again,

What I saw was still only Albizia julibrissin. "

Really bad bad poetry.But for those who participate in it and immerse themselves in the time before and after this poem, there is value added by time.

It was the first time that Zhou Ming saw Mi Yiwen say such a long paragraph, so that he felt a little uncomfortable for a while, and stared at Mi Yiwen for a long time.

These distinctive marks seem to remind Zhou Ming that this is a living person with a past and a story of his own.Not the supernatural beings marked by the world, not the heinous terrorists depicted on TV, not the bitter and bitter protagonists in tweets and third-rate novels.

But he thought about it, he had seen those who said from Mi Yiwen's mouth, and there were many traces around him, but it seemed that he had nothing to do with him.

So. Is there really something missing?

"But. Zhou Xinshen's youth is dance class, Chongming group and my brother."

Mi Yiwen looked at Zhou Ming strangely, trying to see why he included herself in it, but this person's serious attitude seemed to mean that?
Outrageous.

"Everyone's youth is different. You don't understand the life of your sister and girl's girlfriends. Think about it. What about yourself? Having said so much, you can probably think about it. Youth is built on that period. Age, but it has nothing to do with that age."

I.
Zhou Ming thought for a while, "Books, papers, card inserter."

"."

Mi Yiwen was speechless for a moment, "Not to mention books and papers, what happened to the card inserter."

"I went to my hometown when I was a child, and the children in the town took me to their house to play. It was quite interesting."

"That's called childhood"

Zhou Ming was stunned for a moment, although it did not refer to a certain age group, but there are age groups, if you look at it this way.
It seems to be a bedroom, with A1 paper, wired earphones and a texture map, the secret contract and the blue star are half-opened.

Well, in fact, no matter what it is, on the day of stepping into the 21st hospital, it completely missed the youth of the general public.

Seeing that Zhou Ming was silent for a long time, Mi Yiwen looked at the old butler standing in a corner that could not be seen from afar without paying attention, and changed the topic:
"By the way, how long are you going to sit in this wheelchair?"

In all honesty, the old butler's elegant demeanor satisfies all of Mi Yiwen's fantasies about the castle. The elegant architecture, classical furniture, the caring old butler who pays attention to etiquette everywhere, and the medieval style of life are almost exactly the same as in the movie. It would be nice to have a signal.

No wonder every princess wants to escape the castle!

"I don't know. The number one doctor in the Federation... is also a quack doctor."

What Zhou Ming said was very irresponsible. In his physical condition, even the advice given by his boss was to rest. From the perspective of the huge magic library of the empire, he only suggested natural recovery. What else do you want He Ziwen?
Simply because of sitting in a wheelchair for a long time, the suppression of emotions by the regular contract gradually dissipated, and the irritability gradually spread.

"Tsk... well, say Cao Cao Cao Cao is here."

Mi Yiwen, who was about to say something, suddenly crossed her hands under her chest, completely unaware of how foul her body is in this posture... Maybe she realized it.

Following her gaze, one could just see He Ziwen walking towards the castle.

Another visitor in a bad mood.However, Zhou Ming blindly guessed that this person was in a bad mood. He really controlled his emotions very well. As a top doctor, I will never feel better.

The one next to him...is Shao Xingchen, he should have met on the road?

He was probably the only one in a good mood.

Today is the treatment time agreed with Shao Xingchen.