Chapter 32 When you grow up, you will lose it

Fat Zhan Xing ordered their own meals. Each meal was not very expensive, but it was not cheap either. It was a good killing for him. The prize money won in the last competition was more than 20,000, most of which was donated to Lin Zi, and a small part was kept for himself as living expenses. Now, his living expenses are beginning to be stretched, thinking that he has to find a part-time job. Gu Qingrong returned to the dormitory and distributed all the meals to his roommates. Gu Zi took off his scarf and coat and sat at his desk. The roommates are eating in a rustle, and everyone doesn't talk. There are only occasional TV dramas in the whole dormitory, and there is no other sound. Gu Qingrong hung an incandescent lamp on his desk. The light was cold and white. Rows of trophies and certificates were placed under the cabinet. Those are the trophies and certificates he won in many short track speed skating competitions. That is his honor, his pride, his pride, and his motivation to persist. In every competition, his name was included in the top five rankings, but this time, because of him, he missed the award in this competition. The light was softly scattered on half of his face, and the three-dimensional facial features cut off the light. The half of his face was the shadow and darkness cast. He's tired. I'm really tired. Gu Qingrong folded his eyes, and the light was softly scattered on his eyelids, laying a faint shadow. He took out a photo from the small interlayer of the bookshelf next to him. The photo is very small in size. It shows two people, a woman and a boy who looks only five or six years old. He slowly covered it with his light hand and caressed it gently. The grievance in his heart seemed to be cured and warmed his whole body. "Mom." He called softly. But when the voice came out, I was alarmed to find that I shouldn't shout it out, fearing that my little secret would be discovered. In particular, he remembers that this photo was taken by his mother, Ms. Chen, on his fifth and sixth birthday, taking him to the amusement park and taking a photo of mother and child in the photo studio. At that time, he had just turned six years old, and 16 years have passed since then. Memories are old, but he remembers them clearly. On that day, my mother specially asked for a day off from work to accompany him to the playground. As for why his father Gu Xueren didn't accompany him, he didn't understand when he was a child. He thought it was his father's busy work, but he didn't expect... His father cheated in marriage, which led to his divorce from his mother. He was sentenced to Gu Xueren. His mother was heartbroken and went abroad alone, flying to France, where he had no means of transportation to go when he was a child. A few years before the divorce, his mother would return to visit him within a fixed time. Until the 18th birthday of adulthood, my mother returned to China to see him for the last time and spent an adult birthday with him. Unexpectedly, my mother said to him before leaving, "Xiaorong, my mother got married in France, married an uncle who loved me very much, took care of me very much and was very considerate of me, and gave birth to a sister, who is four years old this year. She is very cute, always shouting to meet you, meet your brother. But after all, she is too young to take a long-distance plane, so I didn't bring her here to show you. " Speaking of which, Ms. Chen grabbed his hands, her eyes were full of love and reluctance for him, and her eyes were already filled with tears: "Over the years, my mother has been sorry for you and has not taken care of you by your side. You are now 18 years old and an adult." Paused, "Mom can't come back to see you often in the future." Since then, his mother has never come back. And he has completely become a child who cannot integrate into his mother's life. He also chose short track speed skating for selfishness because he wanted to enter the national team. In this way, there is hope to participate in the 2022 Beijing Winter Olympics, strive for honor for the country and win gold medals. When the time comes, journalists from many countries will interview him, and he will have the opportunity to face the global media cameras and say what he has always wanted to say-he wants to see his mother once. Fat Zhan Xing was picking up the garbage after dinner when he suddenly saw Gu Qingrong's mood was not quite right. Chen Shen was watching a variety show when he was hit by fat man Zhan Xing on his arm, took off his headphones, looked at the fat man, and asked him silently with his mouth: "What are you doing?" The fat man pointed to Gu Qingrong and whispered, "He is not quite right." Chen Shen immediately turned off the mobile phone interface, turned around, and glanced at Gu Qingrong. Gu Qingrong sat in a rather partial direction. Looking at it from their point of view, they only saw Gu Qingrong's side face and high nose bridge. Just when they wanted to ask, Chen Shen suddenly saw Gu Qingrong's cheek slip down a tear. Because of the distance, they couldn't see clearly, but because of the refraction of the light, a faint light was reflected, and they saw it. Chen Shen and Zhan Xing's faces suddenly became dignified. Both sides pushed and shoved, and they all wanted each other to comfort him. After he gave the two of them a silent OK finger, Lin Yifang stood up and carried his laptop. "Xiao Rongrong, you told me before that you wanted me to help you investigate the blogger who rumored that you were in love with the past on the Internet. Do you still remember this?" Lin Yifang walked over with his notebook computer in his hand and asked naturally. Xu was afraid that his vulnerability would be seen by his roommates. After Gu Qingrong heard the sound, he instantly reached out and wiped away the tears out of his eyes, and quickly stuffed the photo into the interlayer. "Yes." Gu Qingrong didn't look back, but took a deep breath to relieve his mood, then got up from his chair, grabbed himself and looked at Lin Yifang. Lin Yifang's eyes quickly swept over his face and found that his eyes were reddish, as if he had cried. He took back his sight, turned his computer over to Gu Qingrong, and said: "I have investigated it clearly, on the school post bar and Weibo..." Worried that Gu Qingrong did not remember which person it was, Lin Yishen added a special description: "The last time you saw a blogger on Weibo, you sent a blog post saying that you were in love with Zeng Shao and weaved you a beautiful campus love. Do you still remember?" Gu Qingrong frowned: "Remember." "She is a freshman of our A University, a girl, and a medical student. It seems that she is still a classmate who has passed away. I have learned from many people that the girl's writing style is better and she likes writing very much at ordinary times. What is written is entertainment gossip among some school students, especially love. A famous male god like you, she especially likes to dig news points on you. You have a good relationship with Zeng Tiao's elementary school sister, so she developed her brain and woven a love drama for you. " Gu Qingrong frowned and looked closely at the girl's microblog number on the computer. She recently weaved a blog post for him and Zeng Shao on a romantic date. Lin Yifang continued: "This girl relies on these blog posts to absorb traffic, so as to improve her reputation. It's all fabricated things. If you don't like it, I can give you her contact information, or provide you with when she usually goes to dinner and where she appears at school. You can block her and ask her to delete these blog posts. " Gu Qingrong has been silent. For a long time, his eyebrow loosened and he looked at Lin Yifang and said, "You give me a form of when and where she appears in the school every day, and I will meet her then." "OK!" Lin Yifang gave him a complete trace form about the girl that night. Gu Qingrong sometimes has to admire that although Lin Yifang gossips a little at ordinary times, he is gifted in doing investigation. Seeing Gu Qingrong's mood improve, the three of them secretly gave each other an OK finger.