Jiang Yiyou never expected to see Chu Chuan and Chu Jiari again.
People were sitting everywhere in the darkness, and the faint light projected from the screen of the mobile phone was like densely packed stars in the night sky, scattered in sight. Evan lifted his aching buttocks, lowered his head and complained in a low voice: "Why are there so many people watching fireworks in your country? Haven't you seen them before?"
Jiang Yiyou: "After all, our country is not a country with a small population like yours. There are many people wherever you go."
Evan: "…"
Evan: "I just wanted to play a joke on you. Jiang, you are so boring."
Jiang Yi buried himself in the Facebook homepage and stopped talking to him. In the middle of brushing, the elbow of his right hand was bumped by the people around him. Without raising his head, he said: "Don't hit my hand, the phone was almost knocked out by you."
Evan turned a deaf ear to his advice, raised his elbow and bumped it again, with a bit of excitement and eagerness in his tone: "Jiang, look!"
Jiang Yi pulled out a 26-key English keyboard with one hand, and was about to reply to the classmates on the home page. After being hit so suddenly by Evan, the mobile phone really came out of his hand without paying attention, and slid down the small slope where they were. And successfully avoided other people along the way, slid directly to the bottom of the slope, and hit the back of the boy sitting with his back facing him at the bottom of the slope.
Jiang Yiyou: "..."
The boy at the bottom of the slope grabbed the phone behind his waist with his backhand, and Jiang Yi raised his head speechlessly, wanting Evan to go down and help him get the phone. When Queqing grabbed the phone to look for the owner's face, he instantly withdrew his thoughts.
Then silently glanced back at Evan beside him.
Evan spread his hands and showed a helpless expression, "Jiang, I wanted to tell you that the person you like seems to be sitting below."
Jiang Yiyou: "..."
He supported the slope with one hand, and carefully walked around the others to reach the bottom of the slope. Chu Jiari taunted him with a nasty smile: "Jiang Yiyou, did you follow us all the way here from school?"
Jiang Yiyou: "..."
Lost her boyfriend, but she couldn't be compared in terms of momentum. He grinned exaggeratedly, and imitated Chu Jiari's tone in reply: "Sorry, I really didn't follow you two today."
Chu Jiari glared at him, but closed his mouth tightly and stopped stabbing him.
Originally, he still wanted to talk to Chu Chuan a little more, but after seeing Chu Jiari's arrogant face, he completely gave up this idea. Jiang Yiyou spread out his palms towards Chuchuan, and said concisely and clearly: "Thank you, return the phone to me."
Chu Chuan held his mobile phone with a black screen, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Your mobile phone?"
Jiang Yi didn't know why, and showed a puzzled expression, "...of course it's my cell phone." Then, as if thinking of something, he opened his eyes in disbelief, "Don't you think that I deliberately dropped other people's cell phones , just to have a few words with you, right?"
Chu Chuan automatically filtered out the first half of his sentence, "Oh, so you came down to pick up your phone to talk to me."
Jiang Yiyou shut his mouth firmly, and cursed in his heart that he was mentally retarded.
Chu Chuan didn't talk to him again, and directly put the phone in his palm. But the hand did not leave immediately, but activated the screen of Jiang Yiyou's mobile phone with the palm of his hand, then pointed to the lock screen screen on the mobile phone, and said with a half-smile: "People who don't know probably think that this Is it my phone?"
Jiang Yiyou: "..."
What should I do if someone who hasn't caught up with me finds out that their lock screen wallpaper is a photo of the other party secretly taken? Is it too late to die in place now
It was obviously too late. He didn't even have time to dig a hole and bury his face in it. Jiang Yiyou quickly closed his palms and covered the phone screen so that the other party would not see it. His eyes faltered and hewed, trying to explain, but his mind went blank and he couldn't think of a perfect reason. Finally, Fang Fei blurted out: "You may not believe it, but my mobile phone wanted to take the picture."
After finishing speaking, I realized that the excuse I made probably couldn't fool a ghost: "..."
He closed his eyes in despair, no longer struggling to the death.
Sure enough, I heard Chu Chuan's sneering voice: "Are you trying to deceive ghosts by saying this?"
Jiang Yiyou drooped his head, and under Chu Chuan's order and scrutiny, he changed the lock screen wallpaper of the phone, and deleted the only photo in the album that Chu Chuan secretly took while he was not paying attention. . Disgraced, he returned to Evan's side.
It is simply not worth the candle.
The moment I turned around and sat down, a gust of air suddenly rose into the sky from the bank on the opposite side of the river, and exploded in the dark night with a "bang", blooming in gorgeous and gorgeous colors. On the small slope on the river side, excited screams and whistles filled my ears one after another.
Jiang Yi was stunned for a second, so it turned out that it was time to set off the fireworks.
Evan whistled, took the guitar out of the bag, and started playing and singing in harmony with the lively atmosphere around him. Light, rhythmic vocals and clear guitar plucks spread through the air, followed by more humming and laughter in response to Evan's guitar.
Eventually even Evan stood up with his guitar in his arms.
Sitting alone in the hustle and bustle and joy, Jiang Yi put his chin on his bent knees with some frustration, and looked down at where Chu Chuan was.
Fireworks billowed in the night sky, lighting up half of the sky. Jiang Yiyou opened his eyes wide, lifted his chin from above his knees, and leaned forward involuntarily. In sight, Chu Jiari turned his head and glanced at him quickly, then got up and squatted down in front of Chu Chuan, bringing his face closer.
The last scene Jiang Yi saw was Chu Chuan raising his hand to pinch Chu Jiari's chin. The fireworks are fleeting, and the remaining sporadic sparks fall straight into the river. Darkness returned to his vision.
Time seemed to stand still. Jiang Yiyou waited anxiously, his heart seemed to be thrown into a pot of boiling water. But he didn't wait for the fireworks that rushed into the night sky in the next second, but only waited for the sighs of other people beside him: "It's over? The time is too short."
Evan's voice calling him lingered in his ears, and he grabbed a clump of weeds by his hand, as if he hadn't heard Evan's words.
Kissed, or not kissed
Jiang Yi tightened his jaw, and the blood in his body became cold.