Times of Our Lives

On the first day of the new semester, there was nothing to do. After receiving the books and cleaning, the small groups got together to connect with each other.

The barred bear was given away the day before, and Rou Rou took a picture of him. Only one oversized fluffy bear slept on the bed.

"I now sleep with a bear every night, just like holding you."

Zhang Lianban was flushed with excitement. He secretly showed the contents of the text message to Xie Meng, and vowed that this was "true love".

"..." Xie Meng was curious: "How do you reply to her?"

Zhang Lianban was a little embarrassed: "I sent her my picture."

Xie Meng: "... Did she show you her picture?"

"No," Zhang Lianban said naively: "But she took a picture of the bear for me, and they are still sleeping together."

Xie Meng: "..."

After listening to it, Qi Fei couldn't take it anymore, and said, "Please, she sleeps with a bear. Are you a bear ?! Not to mention that you bought the bear ... what do you want for a bear photo? what?"

Zhang Gang opened his mouth blankly, apparently he hadn't responded yet.

Xie Meng took a deep breath. He pressed on the shoulders of Zhang Langban and said gravely, "No matter how you don't take photos of strangers, you haven't met before. Anyway, ask the other party for photos to confirm."

Nodding his head, Xie Meng rubbed his head, not knowing whether the other party listened.

Early in the school of Maitreya Buddha, Xie Meng rejected Zhang Gang's invitation to go home together. He waited at the door of Class 6, and it took about 10 minutes for the classroom door to open.

"Hello." Xie Meng stopped the first girl who came out: "Who is Zhuo Xiaoyuan?"

The girl looked at him a little and shouted into the classroom with a smile: "Zhao Xiaoyuan! Someone is looking for it!"

The boy sitting in the bottom row turned back and squinted when he saw Xie Meng.

Zhuo Xiaoyuan stood up slowly, he was tall, his hair was rough, his eyes were narrow, and he was handsome.

He walked in front of Xie Meng, leaning against the door frame with one hand, and looked down at the other side: "Are you looking for something?"

Xie Meng: "My name is Xie Meng ..."

"I know." Zhuo Xiaoyuan's expression was cold, and someone was calling him behind him, and he turned back to say, "Here it is."

Xie Meng hesitated for a while: "I'm looking for you, I want ..."

Zhuo Xiaoyuan interrupted him suddenly: "I still have to play today. Let me talk about something tomorrow."

Xie Meng frowned: "But ..."

Zhuo Xiaoyuan: "Tomorrow afternoon there will be a physical education class just in our two class boys. Will you come to me?"

"..." Xie Meng glanced at each other, he thought for a while, and finally compromised: "Okay."

Zhuo Xiaoyuan said nothing. He stared at Xie Meng's face, and suddenly reached out and pinched the other's arm. Xie Meng blocked it subconsciously, and Zhuo Xiaoyuan avoided it.

Xie Meng: "..."

"Why are you so nervous." Zhuo Xiaoyuan grinned from his nose. "What do you think I want to do to you?"

When Qi Fei arrived at the stadium, Ji Qinyang had been playing below for a long time. Several boys in Class 6 were watching beside him. The tallest one was familiar with Qi Fei.

Ji Qinyang played 3on3 at halftime, and it seemed to win.

"Why do you fight so hard today?" Qi Fei watched Ji Qinyang come down. The boy's face was rare without a smile, his eyebrows were very high, his expression was cold.

Ji Qinyang didn't answer, he raised his chin towards the 6th class: "Which is Zhuo Xiaoyuan."

Qi Fei responded: "It should be the highest ... What are you doing?"

Ji Qinyang raised the bottle of water and went to Class 6. He was about the same size as Zhuo Xiaoyuan and stood in front of several boys with a sense of oppression.

Zhuo Xiaoyuan straightened his back subconsciously.

Ji Qinyang looked at him and smiled lazily: "Come down?"

Zhuo Xiaoyuan opened his hands half-squat and defended in front of Ji Qinyang. At first he felt that the boy just had an overly beautiful face, but it was not difficult to find that he had hit several times in a row. Some things really couldn't just look at the appearance.

"I have scored three goals." Ji Qinyang's breathing was smooth, and the corner of his mouth was smiling: "How about a bet."

Zhuo Xiaoyuan didn't speak, the back of his jersey was already wet, and his eyes stared at the ball in Ji Qinyang's hand.

Ji Qinyang alternated his hands for a while and then suddenly said, "5-0, give me Xie Meng's video."

Zhuo Xiaoyuan looked up suddenly, Ji Qin's fierce strength, his shoulder broke through the defensive zone with an almost fierce strength, jumped into the slam dunk, and he let go of the dunking basket, jumping on one foot to Zhuo In front of Xiao Yuan: "It's already 4-0."

Zhuo Xiaoyuan narrowed his eyes narrowly: "How did you know about Xie Meng?"

"You don't need to worry about it," Ji Qinyang said lazily. "Just give me something."

Zhuo Xiaoyuan sneered: "Who knows what you are doing."

Ji Qinyang said "heh", he moved forward, his face was almost against Zhuo Xiaoyuan, and he chuckled: "So what do you want to keep? Extortion? Handle? Do not take it to Xie Meng and wash it. How are you different from that scum? "

Qi Fei was wondering how the two players played together on the court and posted them together. The next second I saw Zhuo Xiaoyuan grabbed Ji Qinyang's collar and flung it out, but Ji Qinyang was not fuel-efficient. Lantern, people on both sides had too late to pull, his fist had fallen on Zhuo Xiaoyuan's face.

"I have something to say! I have something to say!" Qi Fei ran up and hugged Ji Qinyang's waist: "Uncle, what are you crazy!"

Ji Qinyang is still struggling. Zhuo Xiaoyuan has covered his face and stepped back for several steps. He is clearly short of breath, and yells at Ji Qinyang with red eyes: "What do you know ?! Are you and Xie Meng a junior high school ?! You Thought you could give him a shot ?! You know a fart !!! "

Ji Qinyang ’s tight lip line was sharp as a knife. He broke free from Qi Fei ’s puppet and stared at Zhuo Xiaoyuan with a cold face: “It ’s better than you. It ’s a photo burst. I still do n’t clarify afterwards. Otherwise it ’s you , Will he be where he is now ?! "

Zhuo Xiaoyuan's eyes flickered slightly. He opened his mouth and seemed to want to explain, but he finally gave up after shaking and **** with both hands.

With more and more students gathered around, Qi Fei had to remind him: "Boss Ji ..."

Ji Qinyang's gaze swept around, he was afraid of Xie Meng's reputation, and he did not want to make a fuss. He reached out and dragged Zhuo Xiaoyuan's collar to the front. Give it to me, and if something goes bad for Xie Meng, I will not let you go first. "

Zhuo Xiaoyuan said coldly, "That's what I want to say, please take care of yourself."

Ji Qinyang was too lazy to say more, he was rude to Zhuo Xiaoyuan, compared to a middle finger, and went to wear a jacket. When he fastened the button, he found that he had just punched too hard, and his knuckles were swollen. stand up.

Qi Fei was also on the sidelines: "You're taking gun medicine, boss ... what's the matter?"

Ji Qinyang was not very impatient: "Don't ask."

Qi Fei had to shut up. When he followed Ji Qinyang and passed the corridor in front of the teaching building, Ji Qinyang stopped suddenly, and Qi Fei, who was behind him, almost bumped into his back.

"Why suddenly ..." Before he complained, Qi Fei saw Xie Meng slowly coming from the opposite side.

The boy seemed to be in a daze with his head down, and the black coat was so thin that he looked very close. He looked up and looked a little surprised when he saw Ji Qinyang, his eyes widened slightly.

"Ji Qinyang?" Xie Meng called the other's name.

"Hi." Ji Qinyang greeted him with a natural expression: "Not back yet?"

Xie Meng froze and smiled.

"Aren't you?" He smiled.

Ji Qinyang just looked at the other person's smiling face and didn't speak, presumably because his staring eyes were too straightforward. Xie Meng smiled for a while and then didn't smile. He touched his cheeks in confusion, slightly awkwardly: " What's wrong, there's something on my face? "

Ji Qinyang looked away: "No."

"Oh ..." Xie Meng was inexplicable. He stood in place and waited for a while before he was uncertain: "Now, I'm going back?"

"Let's go together," Ji Qinyang said suddenly, "Qi Fei has an assignment to ask you."

"???" Qi Fei's expression outside the complete situation ...

Xie Meng smiled again, seemingly helpless.

"Then let's go together," he said.

The three of them were different at all, Qi Fei pretended to ask a few questions, and waited for the car to run faster than anyone else, leaving only Ji Qinyang standing beside Xie Meng in his pocket and waiting with him.

The bus entered the station from a long distance, and there was almost no place to stop for the full car humming. Xie Meng was crowded near the door with the flow of people. Ji Qinyang followed, holding his hands around him in the middle.

The people behind were still crowding. Ji Qinyang tried to circle the place. An old man squeezed the child over. The car happened to start. Xie Meng stretched out his hands and wrapped Ji Qinyang's waist against each other.

The old man stood still and smiled at Xie Meng, holding the child's hand: "Well, say thank you."

The child shyly hid behind the adult and found that Xie Meng was watching him and buried his face again.

Xie Meng said: "You're welcome." He pressed Ji Qinyang's neck: "There are a lot of people, you can bear it."

Ji Qinyang adjusted his standing posture, supporting the carriage with one hand, and holding the railing with one hand, forming a triangle. He was close to Xie Meng, and he could see the other person's forehead with his eyes lowered.

Xie Meng's hand also supported his waist, simply to avoid Ji Qinyang's instability.

"I forgot my scarf." Ji Qinyang's gaze fell on the other's fair and clean neck, and he suddenly said.

"?" Xie Meng waited for a while before responding, and smiled: "That's okay ..."

As the two cars moved, the surrounding people grew more and more. Xie Meng leaned against the wall again and motioned, "Come here again."

Ji Qinyang hesitated, and reached out to circle Xie Meng's shoulder.

Xie Meng: "..."

Ji Qinyang's indifferent explanation: "There are more places to vacate, and they stand firmly."

Xie Meng glanced at the position immediately occupied by the boy and said nothing more.

Shantang Street is the terminal, and there are the most people down, and it is not surprising that the two men held the posture of holding them all the way. In the evening of March, it was very cold in the spring. The narrow streets and long alleys were crowded and crowded.

"Where do you live?" Ji Qinyang asked casually.

Xie Meng stretched his finger and pointed out: "The inner lane of Shantang Street." He asked Ji Qinyang: "What about you?"

Ji Qinyang: "I can't live with this person. I'm here to see my grandfather."

This sentence is not false. Mo Zhaohe did live near Shantang Street. Mo Suyuan occasionally came out to see him.

"I'll accompany you to the alley." Ji Qinyang raised his chin: "Let's go."

When Mo Suyuan just came out of the tea room when she received her son's phone call, she was a little surprised: "Are you grandpa? Why did you think of going?"

"If you don't come in, just go around the mountain pond." Ji Qinyang sat lazily on the arch bridge. He waited for the hawker to smelt stinky tofu, moved his mobile phone a little and ordered: "Put some spicy coriander ... ... Well, how much is it? "

Mo Suyuan laughed: "Wait a minute, mother will pick you up."

Ji Qinyang hung up the phone, holding a plastic bowl and sitting alone on the bridge pier, at the foot of which was Qingbo Green, and the black awning came a long way away. The stern stopped and stunned, squinting his eyes and fanning his wings in the sunset The stingy man threw a fish, and the long and heavy wood pulp lightly struck the side of the barge, straightening his slender neck, and a fierce man plunged into the water.

The winter is not over, but Sioux City is full of spring.