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 s