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At eight o'clock in the evening the next day, there was a knock on the door of Shu Jun. [Popular Tanmei Novels: www.sto123.cc] The smoke and dust really came, and it was not in vain that he prepared happily.

Shu Jun has not many friends at school. They usually spend most of their time studying and training. They play online games most at night. I don't know if it is because of his living alone, no one has ever come to his house to play. Habits become natural, and Shu Jun doesn't think it's bad.

But the smoke and dust are not the same. It was the first time he met such a special friend-a friend who could make noise together in free time.

"You are here." Shu Jun opened the door cheerfully.

Yanchen stood at the door, his posture was more relaxed than yesterday, but he was still a bit restrained.

"I applied for this month's pocket money and bought a cupboard of snacks." Shu Jun straightened up (xiong), as if he was a rich man with a million dollars. "You can eat whatever you want."

"I brought a thank you gift." Yanchen whispered, and took out a small book from his pocket. "It's my tactical textbook over there. I stayed silent and we can read it together."

Then he looked quite embarrassed: "I only have this one, and I haven't studied it anymore."

"Come first, come first." Shu Jun pulled the smoke into the door and opened a pack of snacks. "When can you play, will your mother come to pick you up?"

Yanchen was sitting on the sofa at the moment. Hearing this question, his face was covered with grey (color).

"My mother (shen) is not in good health. She sleeps (sleeps in Shui) at 7:30 in the evening, and will (sleep in Shui) until the next afternoon. I come to accompany her every afternoon, spend the night alone at night, and go in the morning... Go somewhere else."

Yanchen kept staring at the desktop: "But she doesn't care if I make friends with you. When we have enough fun, the nanny will pick me up."

However, the two of them played until the wee hours of the morning, and staying overnight became a certainty again.

No way, Shu Jun glanced at the time blankly. Although Yanchen is introverted, the two chat together, but they are very happy, as if they were born to know what the other person was thinking.

He hasn't been so happy in a long time.

Yanchen taught himself tactics before, and Shu Jun has the mind to help Yanchen strengthen (qiang) training. He stared at the movements of the smoke and dust until the two were tired of playing sports games and planned to take a break, and then compete for tactics after a while.

"You don't train in your school?" Shu Jun snorted a drink.

"I'm not going to school, I have hired a private teacher at home." Even if she is exhausted, Yanchen's posture is quite regular. "They only teach etiquette, literature, arithmetic, etc., without physical training."

"But you have had a tactics class." Shu Jun opened the little book and saw that Yanchen had studied very seriously at the beginning, and many paragraphs were accompanied by additional notes. "Why not continue?"

Could it be that something happened in class that made Mommy Yanchen so repulsive about tactics?

Yanchen was originally (body shen) very relaxed, and this question made him tensed again: "I don't know. According to my father's arrangement, I should have entered school. How could she disagree... My physique, (性xing) ) I'm not good in terms of grades and grades. My father didn't like me, so she let her go."

Shu Jun: "..." The situation of Yanchen's house is really strange as I hear it.

"As for the reason, my mother mentioned it once-she said that some talents will not disappear, and some stigma will be imprinted in her mind, and will never be removed for a lifetime."

"I don't understand." Shu Jun said dazedly.

"Me too." Yanchen took the drink unskillfully, choked and coughed, and the drink almost fell over. "Ahem... But she also said that if I still want to follow my father when I turn sixteen, she won't stop it."

Shu Jun took out his handkerchief and wiped his mouth with Smoke and Dust: "Your home is so complicated, but the school is like that, and the teacher doesn't like me that much."

The drink spilled, and the smoke was wiping the table awkwardly. He turned his head in amazement when he heard this.

"Because I'm not obedient." Shu Jun grunted dissatisfiedly, "If you give non-standard tactics, you will deduct points. If the tactics are not effective, you will deduct double. Evenly divide. If the final simulation test fails, I will be dismissed."

"Persuade to leave?"

"Just switch to the normal gear, so I definitely won't be able to enter the good team. But it is boring to follow those standard tactics...Ayan, your tactics are much more beautiful than those!"

This time, Smoke was not flushed with praise, he just flushed his ears, and then he was silent for nearly half a minute.

"Then let's start quickly." After half a minute, the smoke shook the clothes soaked in the drink, "Can I borrow your bathroom? I want to dispose of the clothes first."

"Oh oh oh, no problem, I'll get you a (gan) clean."

Shu Jun pulled out a t-shirt from the closet and shook it into the bathroom, only to find that Zhu Yanchen was staring at the corner of the bathroom in a daze.

On the sink is a small vase with a bunch of flowers in it. Under the influence of new technology, these flowers can bloom for a long time, and the manager will change the varieties every week. Shu Jun only used it as a decoration before.

Yanchen held his breath. He stretched out his finger and poked the delicate velvet petals gently.

There were lisianthus flowers in the vase this week, and Shu Jun threw the t-shirt to Smoke: "Do you like flowers?"

"It's rare where I live." Yanchen hasn't (take off tuo) the dirty clothes on his body, he hugs the t-shirt carefully, for fear that the (dry gan) clothes will be stained.

"I have heard people say that there is a huge sea of ​​flowers outside the city, and they also built a viewing tower." Shu Jun said enthusiastically, "When I become a member of the team, I will be able to leave the city. Then we can. Let's go and have a look."

Yanchen turned his head, and the strange expression appeared again—he seemed to endure something in pain, with a little sadness in his eyes. Then Yanchen turned his head and Shu Jun couldn't see his face anymore.

"Yeah." He replied vaguely, "You go out first, I'll change my clothes and look for you."

From that day on, Yanchen became particularly serious about tactical games, and Shu Jun also cherished this friend more and more. The way children express their affection is very simple-I remember everything you say, and share everything I like with you.

At first, he just shared some snacks. Later, the pie in the school cafeteria was so delicious that he would save a piece from lunch and take it home. It's a pity that Shu Jun has no experience in food preservation. When he gets home, the pie becomes cold and greasy.

But the smoke and dust were all eaten up, and he didn't say a word.

Yanchen's tutoring is quite strict, unable to bring practical gifts, so he has to bring a brain and tactical knowledge every time he comes. Shu Jun had never heard of those battles, and the school would never teach them macro battlefield analysis. He was very happy to hear them.

Later, the stay of the smoke and dust became the norm-every time Shu Jun is out of school, his secret friend will soon come to play. Before school, they would have breakfast together.

He is no longer alone, but can say "See you tomorrow" with a smile. If it hadn't been for Yanchen to ask him to keep a secret quite seriously, Shu Jun would want to promote this magical friend all over the school.

They never even quarreled.

Shu Jun thought that he really wanted such more brothers, but after half a year of their relationship, something went wrong finally.

It was a festival, and the whole city would have a grand celebration. Shu Jun loved this day so much, the streets would be crowded with people, and the night was lively-he looked forward to this holiday even more after the smoke appeared. He has never stayed with his friends until the latest, watching the beautiful fireworks bursting in the sky.

As soon as the smoke arrived that night, Shu Jun put forward two backpacks.

"I'm all ready!" His nose was about to rise to the sky, and his face was written "Praise me". "Ayan, let's go to the river, I know a particularly good viewing location."

Yanchen opened his mouth and hesitated.

"It's okay, there are a lot of people, but it won't be too crowded." After half a year, Shu Jun (touching Mo) revealed his friend's temper. Yanchen doesn't like places where there are too many people, and he has taken this factor into account early.

And the other party has always believed him. Sure enough, Yanchen nodded obediently, carefully carrying the bag.

Shu Jun grinned happily and put a few more flowers on his bag.

Fuchen looks increasingly unhappy recently, even though he is trying to suppress it, Shu Jun can still see it. Maybe you can take him to a lively place by yourself to make him feel better.

He also specially made a small firework, intended as a surprise.

At night, the river was crowded with people, and Shu Jun drilled around like a monkey, and he just took the smoke and dust on a small path. In the end, the two climbed up to the low house beside the river by pushing against the cracks in the wall and the windowsill. The crowd was crowded below, and two children were sitting on the eaves—Shu Jun happily supported the ground with his hands and swayed his legs vigorously; and even though the smoke and dust had a lot of coordination in sports, he still had his knees close together and his hands placed. On the knees.

"When it's zero, the sky is full of fireworks, which is especially beautiful." Shu Jun enjoyed the cool breeze for a while, and gestured excitedly. "This is my special viewing position, the view is good!"

Yanchen did not look to the sky, he lowered his eyes and looked at the bustling crowd below.

"Yeah, there are usually no people at night. This is the first time you have seen so many people. Look over there, over there is my classmate, the one in blue! She and her family are here."

The girl held her mother's hand in one hand and cotton candy in the other, looking forward to the sky.

Yanchen's expression was a bit subtle and bitter, maybe it was too dark at night, and he had read it wrong, Shu Jun thought.

"Those two are also my classmates, they are brothers. Hey, I have always controlled my tactical scores. I'm going to soar into the sky in the simulation test and startle them! When I get the first place, I invite you Eat a big meal."

Two of his classmates were playing happily, and the laughter ran through the night, and they heard quite clearly.

"it is good."

"Ah, do you see that person over there? That's the Blackbird captain I admire especially, Xu Kan!" Shu Jun craned his neck, "Ayan, look at it-Xu team just retired, it is said that he will take The family has gone abroad for a long vacation. Look, is he handsome?"

Xu Kan was standing by the river with a little girl about eight years old sitting on his shoulders. He was talking and laughing with his wife, and his eyebrows were illuminated by the festive lights.

"His daughter is from our school, so I took a super-long vacation, I am so envious."

From time to time there was a good laugh from the crowd. Wait another half a minute, colorful fireworks will blow up the night sky. As in previous years, everyone will make their own wishes.

The content is very simple, mostly family harmony, (body shen) physical well-being.

But Shu Jun has no family, and his body has nothing to worry about. He has decided on his wish long ago-he hopes to be a long-term friend with Ah Yan.

Not knowing what A Yan would wish, he turned his face and looked at the smoke sitting next to him.

Smoke's eye circles are red.

The lights are a little bit in the crowd, and everyone is smiling. The evening breeze is gentle, the river gently washes the beach, and the whole city is brightly lit. Obviously everything is very beautiful.

The fireworks exploded.

Dazzling (color) color jumped in the air, people raised their heads, and their smiles became thicker. Xu Kan's daughter was screaming excitedly, the two boys yelled into the sky, the crowd became commotion, and countless families danced gently.

Shu Jun didn't look at the sky, he looked at his friend worriedly.

The fireworks illuminate the entire night sky and also reflect the soot-stained face. His body did not twitch, did not choke, and even his breathing was not too obvious, but tears kept streaming down.

Yanchen tried to wipe it with his hands, but the tears seemed to be wiped out. Finally, he began to sniffle gently.

"Are you uncomfortable?" Shu Jun lost the mood to watch the fireworks. He wanted to make Smoke and dust happy, but he didn't think of the opposite effect.

"I have... I want to ask you something." Yanchen's voice was a little hoarse. "Everyone tells you that a certain behavior is right, but something is wrong with you... what would you do?"

"Uh, I don't know." Shu Jun was frightened by Yanchen's tears--he had never seen Yanchen shed a tear in the past six months. "But, but since you don't think it's right, think about it yourself?"

"Well, I thought a lot." Yanchen said softly, still tears. "I will continue to think about it."

"And... and you are the most powerful person I have ever met. If you feel wrong, you must have your own reason."

Shu Jun searched his bowels, thinking about the right words.

"Or just get here today, let's go home first."

On the way home, Yanchen was speechless. And before (sleeping in Shui), Yanchen suddenly leaned over, (Kisswen), (Kisswen) Shu Jun's hair top.

Shu Jun was taken aback.

"This means'good night'." Yanchen said with a dumb voice, "I have read books. This is a way to say good night to'very important people'."

"Our teacher said that kissing (kissing wen) means ‘like’." Shu Jun pointed out solemnly.

"The kiss on the cheek means "like"." Yanchen turned over, Sleep Shui), good night."

"Good night...Ayan, are you okay?"

"..."

Smoke did not answer.

But Shu Jun's memories ended here, and once again fell into unnatural darkness.