A Certain Someone〖MTL〗(Completed)

Chapter 91 Frostbolt

This house in Baima Lane has become a barrel of explosives that explodes at any time. Sheng Wang overheard the conversation between Jiang Ou and Sheng Mingyang when he was packing his luggage. In fact, it's not a conversation, it's Jiang Ou's unilateral apology. During this period of time, she was highly nervous and sensitive, and the most she did every day was to apologize. It is powerless and impossible to criticize.

She felt that her current state was very problematic, and it was unfair to Sheng Mingyang, so she wanted to separate for a while. Sheng Mingyang just said in relief, "It's okay, don't think too much, it's important to take care of your body first", and then went to the terrace to smoke for a long time.

Sheng Wang had an intuition that the two of them might not be able to get married.

He thought he would be glad or sorry when he knew this, but he didn't feel any. He stood side by side with Jiang Tian on the steel wire, exhausting all his mental energy just keeping his balance, and he had no time to care about other things.

The attached middle school will hold a grade-level parent meeting. On the one hand, we will talk about the final grades of the previous semester, and on the other hand, we will mobilize for the small college entrance examination in early March.

The parent meeting is more formal than ever. The school is afraid that someone will not mention it to the parents, so it directly took the contact form and sent a group message.

Ironically, this period of time was probably the longest time Sheng Mingyang stayed at home. He received the notice from Xu Dazui of the Political and Education Department, and immediately agreed to come down.

He wanted to go alone, let Jiang Ou rest at home, and let Aunt Sun take care of her. But after thinking about it, he felt that it would be nice to have a chance to relax. A change of environment might allow Jiang Ou to jump out of those bad things and stop digging into the dead end.

Sheng Wang originally wanted to take a breather while school was starting, but was beaten back to his original form by the parents' association, so that he looked sleepy on the way to school.

Sheng Mingyang drove the car by himself, he glanced at his son in the rearview mirror several times, and finally asked with a smile: "What's the matter, how old are you and you can't bear to take a vacation?"

The moment he heard this, Sheng Wang felt that the irony was a little ridiculous. He couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth, as if inadvertently mocking himself. Jiang Tian's hand hung down on the seat, and he flicked his little finger where Sheng Mingyang and Jiang Ou couldn't see.

Sheng Wang felt less restless. He looked out of the car, but his fingers hooked Jiang Tian tightly. When Sheng Mingyang looked at him again, he gave a vague and perfunctory "Yeah": "I'm a little sleepy since I got up early, I'll sleep for a while."

He grabbed a lumbar pillow, leaned against the window and closed his eyes.

24 hours a day, 365 days a year, after class and sleep, the rest is nothing more than a fraction. Thinking about it this way, in fact, graduation is not too long.

He read a lot of books and did a lot of questions during the winter vacation. Sometimes there is an illusion that as long as they run as hard as they can, and run faster than everyone else, the days will be shortened a little bit.

Sheng Mingyang knew a lot of friends, and even before he entered the attached high school, his phone and WeChat were constantly buzzing. It seems that they are not here for a parent meeting, but for a party.

He was locked up by Jiang Ou's affairs for the whole vacation, and it was only then that he remembered that he hadn't paid attention to the situation of his son's school for a long time, and he acted like a cramming examinee, stuffing everything into his ears.