Lu Yunfei didn't speak anymore. He actually wanted to tell Bian Jinyuan that he didn't care about it, but he didn't say anything. He stood on the top of the mountain and watched the mountain flowers blooming under the mountain, how simple. However, people at the bottom of the mountain need to work hard to get to the top of the mountain and witness the snow-capped top of the mountain.
He is different from Bian Jinyuan, they are all the favored sons of heaven, but his growth is much luckier than Bian Jinyuan.
Thinking of this, Lu Yunfei felt a little distressed for Bian Jinyuan for no reason. He reached out and held Bian Jinyuan's hand. In Bian Jinyuan's surprise, in the quiet car, he said softly, "Okay," he said, "Wait. One day, you want me to go to your house, I will go again."
Bian Jinyuan looked at him silently for a long time before nodding.
Although it snowed, unexpectedly there was no traffic jam. The car drove for less than half an hour before arriving at the subway station that Bian Jinyuan said. He said goodbye to Lu Yunfei and got off the car.
The snow was still falling in the sky, and the pedestrians on the road were in a hurry. Bian Jinyuan stood on the side of the road, watching Lu Yunfei's car slowly drive away, and then walked back.
He walked very slowly, thinking about Lu Yunfei's words along the way, "We are both so familiar now, can't I go to your house?" If, he thought, if their house was not where he lived now, it would be like when he was a child. If he lived with his mother, or lived with Bian Jie and Jiang Feng later, he might not refuse Lu Yunfei.
At that time, although the house they lived in was also simple and simple, it was only one of the most ordinary buildings, which could not be compared with Lu Yunfei's house, but it was the place where most families in the country lived. But now, it is such a humble bungalow. There is no space, no toilet, faucets and toilets are shared, and the two rooms together are not as big as Lu Yunfei's bedroom. How could he be embarrassed to let Lu Yunfei come here in such a place.
Bian Jinyuan discovered for the first time that he would actually feel inferior.
He has always been his own way, and doesn't care about other people's opinions. There are few people he cares about, and most of them are just passersby to him. He knew that he was excellent since he was a child. He carried the praise of teachers and parents all the way, and never put the current poverty in his eyes. But now, when Lu Yunfei looked at him, when Lu Yunfei proposed to come to his house, for the first time, he backed away.
He was afraid that he would see disappointment and shock in Lu Yunfei's eyes, and he was also afraid that he would see pity in his eyes. He always knew that his world and Lu Yunfei's world were two completely different worlds. He gave Lu Yunfei the flowers, diamonds, and all the shining things in his hands, as if they were the same.
But if Lu Yunfei walked into his world and pushed open the door, he would find that there was nothing behind the door. Those things that used to shine were not something he could easily get, but the only thing he could take out. on the door.
His home, his world, was barren and barren, with no grass, no pearls and gems, no spirits and monsters, nothing but him who was poor.
The snow was getting heavier and heavier, falling on his shoulders and hair. He walked quietly in the snow, on the street, and in the alternation of light and shadow at night.
When passing by a small store, there was a burst of singing from the store. The male singer's pronunciation was not very clear, but the tune of the song was very gentle:
"I want to take you back to my grandma's house
watch the sunset together
until we fell asleep"
Bian Jinyuan listened and stopped unconsciously. He stood quietly not far from the store and listened to the song silently.
He suddenly remembered that he had never sang tonight. He should actually sing a song to Lu Yunfei, but what? It seems that nothing is suitable to sing, and it seems that everything is suitable to sing.
He searched his memory for a long time, but he never thought of which song to sing. Every song seemed to be mixed with his emotions, but every song seemed unable to express his emotions.
However, at this moment, he misses Lu Yunfei very much and wants to sing him a song, a song that has no meaning but is very meaningful to him. He picked up his mobile phone and called Lu Yunfei.
Lu Yunfei was still in the car, picked it up and asked him, "Are you home?"
"not yet."
"Oh, then why did you call me?"
Bian Jinyuan was silent for a second.
He still didn't know what to sing after all.
"Happy birthday," he said. "Happy birthday to you."
Lu Yunfei laughed, "Thank you."
"You're welcome." Bian Jinyuan said softly, "Have an early rest when you go back."
After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone.
He put the phone back in his pocket, took a step, and walked towards the house step by step.
The seventeen-year-old Bian Jinyuan is simple and clear, like shards of glass. It looks sharp, but it is extremely clear and does not contain a trace of impurities - that was Bian Jinyuan's green time exclusively for Lu Yunfei.
On the third day after the first snow, the city ushered in the second snow. At that time, the first class was having a math class, and the students saw snowflakes and secretly communicated in the group: It's snowing.
When it was the turn of the Chinese class, the Chinese teacher walked into the classroom without a book in his hand, but asked everyone, "What's the matter with Bai Xue?"
Some people shouted, "Sprinkling salt in the air is a bad idea", and some people shouted "Weiruo catkins are caused by the wind".
The Chinese teacher of class 1 is a very romantic female teacher, her surname is Cheng, and she smiles very softly. She walked to the podium and looked at the classmates with a smile, "There is no class today, it's rare to see snow, everyone go out and play. Come on, relax."
The students in class 1 became excited. Lu Yunfei listened to the cheers of the classmates and wanted to remind them that in this situation, most of them came back to write essays. But even if you want to write an essay, you can't stop young people from playing and playing, let alone adolescent students.
Not knowing who was in the lead, everyone rushed out of the classroom in an instant and ran downstairs.
Li Yuanqing greeted Lu Yunfei, "Let's go."
Lu Yunfei stood up, pulled up Bian Jinyuan along the way, and went downstairs together.
The students downstairs had already started to play. One by one, they threw snowballs at people not far away. As soon as Lu Yunfei got down, he was smashed by someone. The other party laughed, and Lu Yunfei directly formed a snowball at the flower bed and smashed it at the other party.
The melee was about to break out, snowballs flew everywhere, Lu Yunfei struggled on the battlefield for a while, only to find that Bian Jinyuan had been standing outside the battlefield, watching indifferently.
He wanted to let Bian Jinyuan play together, so he threw a snowball at him, and Bian Jinyuan turned slightly to the side, dodging the snowball, but did not fight back.
"Aren't you going to play?" Lu Yunfei walked over.
Bian Jinyuan was not interested in these, so he said, "You play."
"Don't," Lu Yunfei pulled him, "let's play together."
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt Bian Jinyuan reach out and hold the back of his head, pressing him into his arms. Lu Yunfei was stunned for a moment, and there was only one voice in his heart: Bian Jinyuan is really taller than him.
With a "bang", the snowball split in Bian Jinyuan's hand, and the other party saw that he had hit him and quickly slipped away. Bian Jinyuan then released the hand on the back of Lu Yunfei's head and shook it twice, letting the snow and ice residues that had not melted fall.
Lu Yunfei still didn't react, Bian Jinyuan looked at the confusion in his eyes and explained, "There is a snowball."
Only then did Lu Yunfei react and said to him, "Thank you."
"You're welcome." Bian Jinyuan said calmly.
"The snowball hit you just now, won't you hit it back?"
"No." Bian Jinyuan said calmly.
Looking at his unmoved appearance, Lu Yunfei really didn't know how to persuade him.
On the contrary, Bian Jinyuan said thoughtfully, "Go and play."
"Are you really not going?"
"I watch you play."
Lu Yunfei couldn't, and he couldn't press his head if the cow didn't drink water, so he could only give up and return to his own battlefield. Bian Jinyuan watched him running on the snow with a bright smile, and unconsciously raised his eyebrows.
As Lu Yunfei expected, after playing snow for a class, when the get out of class was about to end, the Chinese teacher gave them homework and said, "Today's homework is to write a composition on the theme of snow, the content is not limited, and it will be handed over tomorrow morning. Language class representative."
Immediately, there was mourning.
The language teacher looked at their frowning faces, and returned to the teaching building with a smile, leaving only one class of students who sighed with emotion and said sugar-coated cannonballs. Sure enough, after the sugar-coating, there were cannonballs.
Lu Yunfei played in the snow for a class, and when he returned to the classroom, he felt the retribution - his hands were really cold. Taking advantage of the teacher's lack of attention, he secretly lowered his head and gave his palm a breath, rubbed it, and felt a moment of warmth, but the warmth was too short-lived, and after a while, his hands returned to cold again.
At this time, he needed hot water to warm his hands, but it was a pity that the water in his cup was already cold. He was melancholy when he heard Bian Jinyuan ask, "Are your hands cold?"
After he finished speaking, he directly touched the back of Lu Yunfei's hand, it was cold.
However, Lu Yunfei felt the warmth between his fingers, grasped him, looked at him eagerly and said, "At the same table, save the child."
Bian Jinyuan heard the words and glanced at him, Lu Yunfei looked innocent, his eyes were full of sincerity, and the other hand held him calmly.
"A seventeen-year-old child, that should be a giant baby."
Bian Jinyuan said, and pulled out his hand, Lu Yunfei looked at him in disbelief, is it so cold? When did his deskmate become so cold? Bian Jinyuan looked at the disbelief in his eyes, with a little smile in his eyes, and slowly and gently wrapped his hand.
Lu Yunfei felt the warmth and thought that was right. His teacher Bian had always loved him very much. There was no such thing as coldness.
When he was in a good mood, there was Xian Qingyizhi and Bian Jinyuan to argue, "Anyone under the age of eighteen is a child."
"Okay, you say yes." Bian Jinyuan was obviously too lazy to care about him.
Lu Yunfei was proud and contentedly asked Bian Jinyuan to warm his hands.
After the winter snow, it didn't take long for the first high school to have the final exam, and then entered the winter vacation. Li Li said to them after assigning the winter vacation homework, "There will be no make-up classes for the winter vacation this year. Everyone should go back and do their homework well. There will be a thorough examination at the beginning of the school next semester. Don't step back too much by then."
Everyone smiled and said "understood", and happily started their winter vacation life.
Lu Yunfei's winter vacation was nothing special, just eating, drinking, playing and sleeping. Compared with him, Bian Jinyuan had a lot of hard work. Liu Zhen's cake shop hasn't closed yet, so he is still going to work on time.