I was stunned for a moment, shook my head, and said, "I don't know." "How about you?" The evening breeze moved his bangs on his forehead, and the sunlight sank into his eyes.

　　He smiled and said, "I want to stay up all night and play games for a month straight." "I don't even know how to play games." "It's not something good, and not knowing is better.

　　I'm going to have dinner!" After taking a few steps, he stopped and turned around to look at me.

　　"Zhou Xiaoyan, if you don't understand any questions in the future, you can come and ask me." We weren't in the same class before, so we weren't familiar with each other at all.

　　But I had thick skin, and since he said that, from then on, whenever I didn't understand something, I would catch him and ask.

　　Sometimes he would get annoyed.

　　"Why don't you ask someone else..." But after venting, he would patiently explain the questions to me.

　　At that time, I felt like each day was so long.

　　There seems to be a mountain-sized amount of knowledge ahead, waiting for me to digest.

　　I often look forward to the next day being the college entrance exam.

　　Whether I die early or late, I will eventually die.

　　But when I really reached the final year of high school, I wished I could go back in time, back to the first year, so I could learn more.

　　Throughout my final year of high school, I have been working hard.

　　However, my grades did not improve significantly.

　　I have always been hovering between the top 100 and 80 in my grade.

　　Fortunately, I was not surpassed and firmly held my place in the top class.

　　One week before the college entrance exam, my dad rarely called me.

　　He asked how well I had prepared and if I had enough money.

　　I gripped the phone and asked, "If I don't have enough, will you give me money?" His tone instantly rose, "I give you nearly 500 a month for living expenses, isn't that enough for you? Where did you spend all your money? Why don't you know how to save!" ...

　　You see, this person is so hypocritical.

　　I'm lucky that the test center for the college entrance exam is in our school.

　　The night before the exam, the teaching building is off-limits.

　　Old Zhang told us to stop studying and relax.

　　The moon is shining faintly, and the once noisy campus is now extraordinarily quiet.

　　I walked out of the dormitory and bumped into Yang Lan on the playground.

　　He was lying on the flag-raising platform, with his hands resting behind his head, and the moon gently enveloping him, while the distant pond resonated with the croaking of frogs.

　　I walked over and asked, "I encountered a problem today that I just can't figure out..." He rolled his eyes and interrupted me, "Zhou Xiaoyan, what is it that is driving you to study so desperately?" I paused and answered softly, "It's fear!" He looked stunned, sat up, and seemed a bit uncomfortable.

　　I described the scene of seeing Zhang Ge's second marriage before entering high school and smiled, "I often have nightmares, dreaming that I am the one being carried into the rain, being groped by people, being drenched in bridal makeup, and not being able to get angry, having to maintain a smile as the bride." "If she went to university and married someone who genuinely loves her, she shouldn't have to endure that kind of treatment, right?" Yang Lan looked deeply into my eyes and said, "Zhou Xiaoyan, you will definitely be able to get into university." "In this lifetime, no one can force you to marry someone you don't like." Is that so? Can I really? The cicadas outside the window kept chirping.

　　The answer sheet was already in my hands.

　　I took out a 2B pencil.

　　In my heart, I silently recited: To escape from my parents.

　　For marriage freedom.

　　For a new life.

　　For countless days and nights of hard work.

　　I...

　　I must do well on this exam! After taking two exams, I happened to run into Yang Lan.

　　I couldn't wait and said, "The second-to-last question in today's math exam..."