Chapter 31

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    Time just passed the New Year in the ordinary. Before that, Yu Tu had sent away Zhai Liang, so when he returned home late at night, he looked more and more deserted.  Fortunately, he also had a mission in January, to go on a business trip to the desert for a month.  It was an outfield test of a secret model. Although that model was not designed by their research institute, he and Guan Zai also participated in some important work. Now that they are in the field test stage, they also need someone to be present.  Before going, Yu Tu returned to his hometown.  The parents were surprised to see him coming back, "I only came back in October, why are you back now?" In  October, he went back to his hometown after taking a long vacation. However, it was not until the fourth day that his parents began to worry and felt that he had too much rest time. Long, is something wrong?  At that time, he had not made up his mind, and it was hard to say what made his parents anxious. In order to prevent them from guessing, they had to pretend to return to Shanghai to work. In fact, they played games day by day and were abandoned, and then they met Qiao Jingjing.    Yu's mother looked good, but the first sentence at the beginning made Yu Tu sad. He has too little time with his parents.  "I'm going on a business trip for a month soon. I don't know if the signal there is good or not. Go home and check it out."  Yu's mother didn't ask where to go, but complained, "I didn't say hello in advance." Then asked: "This year's Spring Festival Gala, Can you come back before the Spring Festival?"  " Yes ."  Yu's father looked at the time and said that he was going to buy two cooked vegetables, and was scolded by Yu's mother. "  Finally, Yu's father went back to buy chicken and live fish. It was almost ready to cook everything, and Yu Tu deliberately ate an extra bowl of rice. Sure enough, his parents showed a happy expression.  After lunch, he chatted with them for a while, and Yu Tu returned to his room.  His room is not too big, facing north, he spent the entire boyhood here. He seldom came back after he was admitted to college, so the room was still the same as when he was in high school. Most of the books on the shelves were books he had read at that time, and the cupboards were neatly arranged with all kinds of trophies that he had won since childhood. .  He stopped for a moment, took out a book, and flipped through the bookcase.  Mother Yu came in and gave him fruit, took a look, and said strangely: "What do you do with high school textbooks?"  "No." Yu Tu closed the book unnaturally and put it back on the shelf.  In fact, this time I went home, apart from visiting my parents, there was a strange emotion in my heart. This time he often recalled high school inexplicably, time and time again, as if he wanted to dig out something he had overlooked in those past memories.  It's a pity it's very rare.  He knew this was hypocritical, but he couldn't restrain it. He glossed camel asked: "how the book was still in high school? ' "  Finishing when left out of it. "  To patrol the way around the room and asked:" My earliest that desktops do "?  For Mom After thinking for a while, "You said no, the machine is old and moved to the bicycle garage downstairs."    Yu Tu asked her for the garage key, went downstairs to move the desktop computer up, and her mother brought a rag to help. He wiped the dust: "The computer has been around for so long. I forgot how I thought about it and turned it out. Otherwise, when the old TV was sold last time, it should be taken away by the family and occupied space, but it was not sold for dozens of dollars. Money."  Yu Tu smiled, "Don't."  Then he said: "The monitor can be sold, but the main box is left." The  computer was useless for a long time, and the startup procedure was extremely slow. Yu Tu's mother had already left, and Yu Tu watched The screen slowly lights up, and the long-lasting, infinite starry sky appears in front of you.  He adjusted the settings, connected to the network, and then opened QQ.  His mobile phone QQ is always on, and naturally no new information will pop out on the computer, but this computer has old chat records from ten years ago.    He stared for a moment, then went to find Qiao Jingjing's number and clicked on the chat log.  A series of cute fonts in pink popped into view.  It is exactly the font she knows how to use. Yu Tu was not surprised, the corners of his mouth even bend. But when he started to read the content in the chat log, his smile began to become astringent.  He was too cold at the time.  The answer is always extremely concise, revealing a bit of polite perfunctory, and once she even asked a too basic question about the speed of the first universe, he directly suggested that she go to Baidu.  Later, he did not reply directly.  She perseveredly and tirelessly looked for topics.  For example-  "I saw you discuss the gap in space technology between China and the United States on the forum, are we really that far away from them>_<" For  example-  "The discussion in the group is so lively, you think humans can really emigrate To Mars?"    Later, she finally gave up.    With his fingers sliding on the scroll wheel, watching the few conversations repeatedly, Yu Tu almost wanted to go back and say to himself ten years ago-how could you be so impatient?  The scroll wheel slid to the bottom again, and Yu Tu's eyes suddenly fell on the word "Qunli" in the last sentence. He remembered that there was a fan QQ group in the Aerospace Forum at that time, is she also in that group?    He immediately found the group and entered Qiao Jingjing's QQ number in the group chat record search box.  A lot of records jumped out immediately.  She really is.    She used the same pink font in the group. At the beginning, I just interjected carefully. The group was full of men who were very enthusiastic about this high school girl, not as cold as him. Occasionally, some childish questions were explained to her in detail.  As a result, her chatting in the group became more and more lively, not as cautious as when chatting with him alone.  Yu Tu turned over slowly, and from time to time a smile appeared, either because of her childishness and vivaciousness at that time, or because she was a bit stupid sometimes-it was obvious that the group of friends had answered wrongly, and they still looked admiring over there. .  Soon, the searched chat history reached the last few pages.  Qiao Jingjing was saying goodbye to the people in the group.    Pickable stars: I will not come to play in the future.  Haoyu: What's the matter, parents won't let me?  Hand Pickable Stars: No, I'm going to study hard. O(∩_∩)O wait for me to enter the target university before I come to play with you.  Vega Constellation: Which is your goal?  Hand-picked stars:..................Tsinghua University.    Yu Tu couldn't help but stunned.  The group at that time also aroused a burst of exclamation.    Peng Peng: You can't look like a girl!  Young evil: a lot of ambition.  Hand-picked stars: Actually I don't have any big ambitions == But I recently confessed to someone I like, he seems to dislike my bad grades, so he wants to go to the same university with him, maybe he likes me?  Vega Constellation: Men don't look at this...Are you not pretty enough to catch the stars?  Hand-picked stars: very beautiful--  fish head: low-key.  Hand-picked stars: Oh--  Hand-picked stars: Anyway, after all my thoughts, I just don't have a good grades. . . So I plan to work hard.  Hand Pickable Stars: But in fact, my score is about 200 in the city.  Cha Cha: The results of the two hundred are very good, and the key universities are very stable.  Stars can be picked by hand: But he is the number one in the city every time.  Cha Cha: ...Yes.  Vega Constellation: This is a big gap.  Hand-picked stars: Yes. But in fact, I am still a little unfocused in studying. If I take it seriously, I should make progress.>_<  Hands can pick the stars: I think I can work hard. O(∩_∩)O    The teenage Qiao Jingjing optimistically expressed her desire to work hard once in emojis that she no longer uses.  And 30-year-old Yu Tu, looking at the records of these ten years ago, his eyes suddenly became sore.  Suddenly it was difficult for him to look directly at such a record, holding his forehead, embarrassed.

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