When he got on the bike, Xu Tangcheng took off his hat because he was afraid of blocking YiZhe's sight.
"Don't pick it, just wear it," YiZhe said suddenly above his head, "cold, frozen ears."
"No," Xu Tangcheng put his arms on the handlebars, supported him hard, and rubbed his body forward, "it will block you."
"Don't stop." YiZhe said quickly. After that, he added in an explanation, "You're not that tall, and you can't stop me with a hat on."
Xu Tangcheng had already stretched out his sleeves and covered his hands and waited to set off. After hearing this, he was stunned for a second and turned his head with slightly wide eyes. YiZhe didn't know why, and looked at him blankly.
"Are you saying I'm short?" Xu Tangcheng asked with a wink and tilted his head.
YiZhe finally understood Xu Tangcheng's silence, he bit his tongue secretly in his mouth, shook his head quickly, and said, "Not short, normal height."
normal height
He was less than 1.8 meters tall, so he wasn't tall, but as long as he didn't stand with a tall guy like Yi Zhe, he felt that his height was still enough. What is a normal height
Xu Tangcheng lost his temper, glanced at YiZhe, who was looking at him with a serious face, and simply raised a hand and put on his hat again.
No block, no block, just warm.
"Let's go." Xu Tangcheng ordered.
One side of the hat is not properly worn. Yi Zhe looked at Xu Tangcheng who was motionless and staring in front of him, secretly stretched out two fingers to hold the brim of his hat, and tugged at him again. It was just a small movement, secretly, but it seemed to drag the corners of his own mouth together.
The advantage of being tall is that he has long arms and long legs. Xu Tangcheng sat in front of YiZhe without being crowded at all. Rao only left the compound like this, and Xu Tangcheng has already regretted it. The sloping car beam was really uncomfortable. His butt was so numb that he kept sliding backwards. He could only try his best to hold the handlebars to fix his body. But he was afraid of affecting YiZhe's ability to grasp the direction, so he didn't dare to put all his weight on the handlebars. Along the way, Xu Tangcheng was dealing with the annoying slope of the car beam, trying his best to find balance and stability. YiZhe was very relaxed, laughing all the time, riding the bike steadily.
"Look at your hand, you still say it's not cold?" Xu Tangcheng couldn't see it, he frowned, and covered YiZhe's frozen red hand with his left hand.
"Hey!"
The handlebars of the bicycle swayed, and the magnitude was not small. Xu Tangcheng was unprepared and leaned forward on the handlebars during the shaking. The hand that was holding YiZhe was also tightened in the panic.
After YiZhe hurriedly stabilized the handlebars, his eyes hurriedly looked away, only to be pulled back again, and then, as if filled with lead, he condensed heavily on the hand that was close to his skin.
At that time, the temperature became concrete, along with the desire to touch him.
The beating heart never slowed down again. When YiZhe stopped the car and let the next hand, Xu Tangcheng seemed to turn around and said something to him, but YiZhe didn't catch it, only saw him smiling at him. He was dizzy, and he didn't forget to stretch out his hand to help Xu Tangcheng who was jumping out of the car.
The noodle shop has already been renovated, and it is much cleaner and brighter than Xu Tangcheng's impression. As soon as I entered the lobby, the overflowing aroma has already warmed my body. At this time, there were not many guests, and three or two were distributed in all directions. They chose a seat for two and sat down. Under the introduction of the waiter, they ordered two bowls of beef noodles. A bowl of signature, a bowl of spicy.
"The signature one doesn't need coriander."
Xu Tangcheng was lowering his head and carefully wiping the table with a tissue when he heard Yi Zhe say such a sentence.
He stopped, raised his head, and met YiZhe's gaze.
"Right?" YiZhe met his gaze and asked.
The waiter on the side was also patiently waiting for his answer. Xu Tangcheng nodded lightly under the gaze of the two, but his eyes never took his eyes off YiZhe's face.
When the waiter left, Xu Tangcheng threw the used paper into the trash can beside him and asked Yi Zhe, "How do you know I don't eat coriander?"
In the impression, he has not told anyone about such a preference, and even now, he is not completely abstaining from eating. When he was young, he was picky eaters and insisted on not eating certain things, but when he grew up, every time he went out to eat with his family, he would ask carefully about the ingredients of the dishes to see if there were any allergens, and then add if not. Spicy, no garlic, etc. required. He felt that it was really troublesome, and the waiter had to memorize too much, and slowly, he omitted his own. Anyway, not allergic, but a like or not, nothing to eat.
"When you brought me here before, you didn't ask for coriander."
YiZhe poured half a cup of water into one cup, rinsed the cup around, then poured the water into the other cup, inserted two pairs of chopsticks into the water, and stirred slowly.
He was very familiar with this series of movements, Xu Tangcheng watched quietly, frowned, and finally remembered when he brought YiZhe here. At that moment, a strange emotion suddenly surged in Xu Tangcheng's heart - it was something that he had almost forgotten, yet Yi Zhe remembered it so clearly.
Then it was different from now. It was a summer. Xu Tangcheng remembered that he had just finished the final exam of his second year of high school. There is a group of aunts who are chatting all year round at the gate of the courtyard. It was very strange that day. The content of their chats was no longer about which supermarket eggs were on sale, but became something like "men don't ask for a penny", "big boys". The one who chose his mother chose his mother." They sighed and sighed, saying that the boy was ignorant and his eyes were too shallow, how could he just look at money
The messy voice entered his ears, and Xu Tangcheng's good mood accumulated because of the exam was gone. While thinking, he wiped himself with a spotless black car. In the car sat a man with a mouthful of ice cream holding a cup of ice cream. little child.
Xu Tangcheng was stunned for a moment, and looked in disbelief in the direction the vehicle was leaving.
It was the younger brother who was taken away, so what was left behind was...
In the midsummer weather, the sunlight slipped along the car body over and over, from warm to cool, and disappeared, becoming the last thing that touched the car in this small town.
YiZhe pushed a glass of water over, and the one next to him was still the water used to brush the cups and chopsticks. There is no place to pour water near the table.
The waiter brought a hot bowl of noodles without chili oil and placed it in front of Xu Tangcheng. Xu Tangcheng said softly to the waiter, "please bring us another cup."
After the new cup came up, Xu Tangcheng rinsed it, poured the water and handed it to YiZhe. Then because of the memories just now, he walked away for a long time.
YiZhe was very quiet when he ate. It wasn't that there was no sound, but that he never spoke. Xu Tangcheng occasionally asked "is it spicy?" Until Xu Tangcheng mentioned the matter of self-enrollment and asked him how his recent grades were.
"The last exam was grade 109."
Xu Tangcheng was a little surprised when he heard this ranking, YiZhe was far better than he thought.
"What about the total score?"
"607."
City C is only a county-level city. Even the city’s No. 1 middle school does not have a high level of teaching overall. Province B is also a “big province for the college entrance examination”, with many candidates and high scores. In terms of the province, the grade ranking of No. 1 Middle School has no reference value, but the total score is still there. Xu Tangcheng held his chopsticks and thought for a while, before helping YiZhe analyze: "If you want to go to a school in Shanghai with this grade, you can still go to the school in Shanghai, but it won't be very good. In fact, you can consider self-enrollment, there is a school recommendation place in the first school. , you can also recommend yourself, if you plan to give it a try, I can help you prepare the materials."
YiZhe shook his head quickly.
The ramen noodles picked up on the chopsticks were steaming hot and became a mist, separated between the two of them.
"I'm not participating." After he finished saying this, he put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth with a piece of paper, and then explained, "I got a demerit in the fight, so it's useless to participate."
It doesn't matter what Yi Zhe said, but Xu Tangcheng didn't hear it easily, and even felt a little headache. However, now, he didn't need to say anything he knew earlier and why he was talking about chicken soup at the beginning. He just thought silently, whether the things he remembered would have any impact on Yi Zhe.
"Is it recorded in the file?"
YiZhe shook his head and said he didn't know.
"It will be a little troublesome to record it in the file, because your file will always follow you." After Xu Tangcheng finished speaking, he felt that it might not be so serious. The management of middle schools in small places is not very standardized, even if it is true If you remember demerits, you may not actually record them on the file for students.
"Go and ask your head teacher about the situation? Let's see how far the punishment has gone, and whether there is room for relaxation."
YiZhe looked at him, then shook his head after being silent for a while.
"It happened a long time ago. The guy I beat up that time, his father was someone from the education department, and he remembered all the mistakes in my head. There's nothing to say."
As soon as Xu Tangcheng heard it, he understood what was going on. On the one hand, he is an "insider" with a little background, and on the other hand, he is a problem student whose parents can't call the school. YiZhe was still eating his noodles in large gulps, as if he had never worried about the punishment, nor his own future.
Xu Tangcheng sighed, stirring the noodles in the bowl and worrying about YiZhe, Zheng Zhuer urged him as if he was still heartless: "Eat quickly, don't get cold."
After the two of them finished eating, Xu Tangcheng said he wanted to take a taxi to his uncle's house, but Yi Zhe said he wanted to take him off. Looking back on the road, it was bumpy. Xu Tangcheng was silent for a long time in front of the bicycle, but he was finally defeated by the young man's burning eyes: "Okay."
The road was darker than before. When turning into a small road, the street lights above the head turned dim yellow, and the Tyndall effect drew the shape of the beam, which was quietly scattered under the dark night sky. Xu Tangcheng hadn't been on this road at night for a long time. He looked up and said with a smile, "The street lights on this road are still the same."
YiZhe didn't understand: "What?"
"When I was riding my bike, I used to walk here every day to take a shortcut when I got home. I don't know what you guys are like now, probably because there are almost no people here and the atmosphere is good. I could always run into two couples at that time, one Half of the activity is on the east side, and half of the activity is on the west side, it's like making an appointment to divide the road." Xu Tangcheng said, and laughed twice, "I ride my bike every day to watch them show their affection, sometimes It was the boys who ran wild with their girlfriends on their backs, sometimes hugging them under the lamp, almost every day was different. Later, when I was about to take the college entrance examination, I ran into them on the last day, and a couple of men even played with me happily. Say hello."
Perhaps it was because facing a young man who was going through that high school period, Xu Tangcheng couldn't help feeling a little bit, and suddenly recalled the interesting events at that time. YiZhe listened to his smile, and asked with the corners of his mouth raised, "What did you say?"
Xu Tangcheng made his voice thicker, imitating the tone of the young man at that time: "Dude! You have worked hard for so long! Come on for the college entrance examination!"
Yi Zhe "puchi" laughed out loud.
When Xu Tangcheng in front heard the movement, he pulled his hat and turned to look at him in amazement.
"What's wrong?" YiZhe was puzzled.
"It's okay, is your smile so low?"
YiZhe smiled and said nothing. In fact, he just kept describing what Xu Tangcheng looked like at that time in his mind. When he thought about it, he felt that Xu Tangcheng, who was riding a bike through this small road, watched the two couples change their ways every day, and Xu Tangcheng responded to the boy's last greeting. , will be cute.
Xu Tangcheng didn't know what he was laughing, but seeing how silly he was laughing made him want to laugh a little too. He turned around and tugged on his hat again, wrapping himself a little tighter.
In the days of the third year of high school, YiZhe would drag his tired body after a long day of fighting and ride this road every day. Sometimes it is speeding by, listening to the sound of the wind plucking in the ear, sometimes it is walking slowly, turning and running over different parts of the path. No matter how fast or slow, it will remind him of Xu Tangcheng who once sat in his arms and passed by with him.
Many years later, he accidentally heard someone snort, "I said that the moonlight is so beautiful tonight", and the crescent moonlight that day appeared suddenly in front of him.
At that time, the street lights were beautiful, the crescent moon was beautiful, the light danced a dance, climbed up Xu Tangcheng's fingertips, and followed the different night to YiZhe's eyes.
And when I recall the good times, the snow and wind all over my body will melt into warmth, which is sweet.