"What are you looking at?"
In physical education class, Zhou Feng raised his hand and waved Ye Qin in front of him, but he didn't call back his soul, so he followed his line of sight to look at the opposite side.
Sixth Middle School has only one big playground, and several classes often have physical education classes together. Zhou Feng recognized it for a long time, and his face gradually became grim: "Fuck, class one, no wonder Yiran put on makeup in the classroom just now, I thought it was to prepare for going out with me. .”
Ye Qin was absent-minded, and said slowly: "It's not like I'm going out with you alone, what are you getting excited about?"
Zhou Feng was hit, sullen and depressed for a long while, walked along the runway and came back to feel better, and asked Ye Qin heartlessly: "Are you coming tonight, everyone is here."
Ye Qin didn't look there any more, he stepped on the lawn with his toes, and looked preoccupied. He took out the car key from his pocket and threw it to Zhou Feng: "Go ahead and play."
In the afternoon break, Sun Yiran, who ran to the back row to play, saw that Ye Qin was not in good spirits, so she took a bottle of yogurt from her bag and gave it to him: "You really don't want to go later? I heard that Liu Yangfan bought two bottles of good wine. Waiting for you to open it yourself."
Ye Qin couldn't hold his breath, rested his head in one hand, and picked out the yogurt package with the other: "This is at school, you are not afraid of being caught by the old grandson."
Sun Yiran shuddered suddenly, turned her head to look around, turned back and patted Ye Qin on the shoulder reproachfully: "I was scared to death."
The few of them have played together since junior high school, and witnessed each other's transformation from childish kids to rebellious teenagers. Their personalities are completely different, and they develop independently. They can't be said to be in harmony, and there are often quarrels and conflicts. They can play until now. fate.
As the only girl in the small group, Sun Yiran was well taken care of by everyone. Even though Ye Qin didn't like close contact with people, he didn't show any disgust or impatience when facing her intimate movements. He backed away calmly, leaning lazily on the back of the chair: "By the way, how is your boyfriend who is a bully student, how is he chasing him?"
Mentioning this, Sun Yiran blushed, showing a completely different Huaichun's tenderness when getting along with them: "Oh, what kind of boyfriend, I haven't written a word yet."
"Call him out at night, let's get to know each other."
After Ye Qin said this, he felt a little regretful. Why did you call Cheng Feichi over? I'm afraid that everyone doesn't know about the mess in their house
Fortunately, Sun Yiran didn't intend to agree, and said shyly, "He's very busy at night, so he doesn't have time to attend these time-wasting parties."
Sun Yiran, like his father who is a chemistry teacher, is straightforward and good at sarcasm. There was no evening self-study on Friday, Zhou Feng sat in the driver's seat and was ready to show off his skills, but Sun Yiran beat and kicked him and pushed him out of the car: "How dare you sit here without a driver's license, do you want to take us to die with you?"
The car was parked at the edge of the green belt at the corner of the school. Ye Qin planned to hand over the car to them and leave, but Liao Yifang happened to pass by on a bicycle. Hearing their argument, Dang even got out of the car and stopped. The fence persuaded: "Student Zhou, you are not yet of age, so you are not allowed to drive a motor vehicle."
Zhou Feng was annoyed when he saw him: "It's not at school right now, so don't mind your own business."
Liao Yifang stopped talking and took out his mobile phone to dial. Zhou Feng was smoking a cigarette, and he asked him if he wanted to report to the teacher again. Liao Yifang pressed the dial and said loudly, "Call the police."
The ancestors of Zhou Feng's family have been in the army for three generations, and they are extremely strict with him. Therefore, Zhou Feng is the most rebellious among this group of people. However, he is cowardly. Got it, I have to break his leg.
Whenever meeting the squad leader, it would be no good, Zhou Feng was so angry that he almost climbed the fence to beat him up. In the end, Ye Qin had no choice but to be their driver at Sun Yiran's begging. When he arrived at the door of Liu Yangfan's clubhouse, he was dragged in by some friends and reluctantly joined the party.
In the past, he liked to make trouble with them, as Sun Yiran said, it was a waste of time anyway, having a good time was better than being bored at home alone.
But today is different, or it’s not the same these days, he has something in his heart, he is fidgeting all over, Zhou Feng and the others urged him to open the wine bottle, but he is not interested, just press the corkscrew down casually, pull out the wine bottle. When he came out, he sprinkled Liu Yangfan next to him all over.
Liu Yangfan didn't care, and took off his clothes on the spot, only wearing a vest, and the dirty shirt was rolled up and thrown into the trash can. Sun Yiran asked him why he didn't take it home to wash and continue to wear it. Liu Yangfan said disdainfully: "My little mother bought this, and I wear it to save my father's face. If his face is dirty, why keep it?"
Liu Yangfan's family is engaged in real estate, and their lineage is prosperous, with a large number of branches. They look harmonious and peaceful on the outside, but behind closed doors, only they know about the dirty things inside. But Liu Yangfan never shy away from it, and they just listened to it.
The topic went off track. Zhou Feng's family is kind and filial, and he is very curious about other people's secrets. Together with Sun Yiran, he pestered Liu Yangfan and asked questions, such as "Is your little stepmother beautiful?" "I heard you have a younger brother" "Are you not afraid?" Is he coming to rob you of your property?" and so on.
Usually Yeqin could listen to these stories as stories, but now he couldn't.
He thought of his mother Luo Qiuling. Since he could remember, his mother had never left home. She cooked, watered the flowers, settled everything in the house, and waited for the father and son at the door with a smile on her face every day. The four words are gentle and virtuous. As if tailor-made for her.
If she was a canary raised at home, Ye Jinxiang might be a little more justified in the eyes of others for doing such a thing, but the well-known Ye family used to be named Luo, and the old man of the Luo family made a fortune in Chinese herbal medicine. Childless, he regarded the son-in-law he recruited as his own, and passed on his life experience, but in the end he did not enjoy a happy life. He was diagnosed with cancer in his forties, and within two years he left his daughter behind. Before the corpse here had cooled completely, the son-in-law over there changed the company's surname to Ye.
Ye Jinxiang's achievements today are mostly due to his father-in-law. Sometimes Ye Qin feels ashamed, and even feels aggrieved by his mother's meekness and obedience.
Probably only Ye Jinxiang himself was complacent, ignoring those gossip with the cheek, not only had leisure time to raise flowers and grass outside, but also produced an illegitimate son who was older than Ye Qin.
The half-empty beer bottle in his hand was squeezed into a ball. Zhou Feng turned around when he heard the movement, thinking that Ye Qin was not happy to be left out, and brought him a glass of red wine with a smile: "Our A-Qin's birthday is also next month, right? Do you want it?" Buddy help you with it? Then ask Yang Fan to contribute a few bottles of good wine... "
Ye Qin didn't listen, his thinking was like a tide, once it spread out, it couldn't be taken back. On the surface, he was the oldest of the group, but in fact he was only 18 years old. Ye Jinxiang's birthday on his ID card was advanced by one year in order to let him go to elementary school early, so as to save him from being mischievous and troublesome at home all day.
Ye Qin didn't understand this good intentions before, but now he didn't want to understand and was forced to understand - legitimate children are younger than illegitimate children, what kind of rumors are spread
The Bordeaux glass slammed on the table, and the stem broke with a snap.
Ye Qin was spoiled and spoiled since he was a child, what kind of good things have he never seen? He didn't understand wine, and he didn't care about wine tasting, and he didn't feel distressed at all when Zhou Feng and Sun Yiran yelled at him.
Before ten o'clock in the evening, Sun Yiran, who had access control, was sent home first, and then Liu Yangfan suggested going to Zhao Yue's house to play games. The road was smooth and smooth.
Liu Yangfan and Zhao Yue are studying in International High School. They both live in the east of the city. Passing by Yulin Road, they saw a 24-hour convenience store in the distance. For food, playing games all night is the easiest way to get hungry."
Ye Qin parked the car on the side of the road as promised, and the three drunks made the car full of smoke. He also got out of the car and went into the convenience store with them, planning to buy some sweets to change his mood and breathe fresh air.
All his frankness was simply for others to see. In fact, he hesitated secretly for a whole week, thinking that the capital is so big, before he is fully prepared, it doesn't make sense for him to randomly meet someone in a small city. No one in the sixth middle school.
However, at eleven o'clock in the middle of the night that day, Ye Qin had a formal face-to-face meeting with Cheng Feichi unexpectedly and within reason.
It was Zhou Feng who recognized the person first. He held a few bottles of beer and asked the direction of the cashier: "Excuse me, where is the shopping basket?"
Before the cashier could answer, he gave a "fuck" sound, went back to the back of the shelf, and cursed fiercely in a low voice, "The road to Yuanjia is narrow."
Ye Qin was looking at pastries and sweets in front of the shelf near the cash register. The convenience store had few types of food, let alone the foreign brands he was used to.
Zhou Feng was usually noisy, so he didn't bother to pay attention to it. He didn't notice who the cashier was until Zhou Feng ran up to him and asked him to look back.
"Just as he was about to deal with him, he bumped himself into the gun." Zhou Feng was a little impatient, and a little excited, "This is God's arrangement, and I can't blame me."
Among them, Zhao Yue was the most active. In junior high school, he led a group of second-year-old teenagers back and forth on the verge of violating school discipline and rules. It is a miracle that he can survive to this day with all his beards and tails. He heard that the person in front of him was Zhou Feng's rival in love, and he made Sun Yiran confused and refused to admit that he was her boyfriend, so he immediately rolled his eyes in the spirit of brotherhood, and acted from his heart.
Ye Qin didn't pay much attention to their so-called "deployment", and said he didn't care, but his eyes couldn't help but focus on the cash register a few shelves away.
From a close distance, Cheng Feichi is taller than he imagined, the top of his head almost touches the top shelf of the shelf, and he doesn't need to stand on tiptoe or raise his arms at a calm height to pick up things. In addition to his figure, his appearance is not like many people of the same age. At this young age, his facial features are blurred. He has the shadow of an adult but cannot escape the childishness of a child. Cheng Feichi's face has a three-dimensional outline, and the shadows created by the brow bone and the bridge of the nose are deep. Fluid, with thin lips with clear lines, it is indeed the type that will make Sun Yiran's heart beat.
At night, this area was sparsely populated. His back was as straight as a pine, only his neck was slightly bent, and his gaze was vertically downward. He was concentrating on something, completely unaffected by the noise here. Ye Qin saw his hand on the counter move, and turned over a page, only to realize that there was a book behind the cash register.
Going to bed at night for self-study and studying while working part-time, Xueba is really the best at using time.
After Ye Qin finished his observation, the discussion between the three of them just ended. Zhao Yue took the lead, swaying to the back of the cash register, bowing to look at the cigarettes on the counter, Zhou Feng and Liu Yangfan attacked from the front, knocking on the counter one by one, and asking the other: "Is there a Yellow Crane Tower here?"
Cheng Feichi looked away from the book and landed on the two people in front of him. He changed roles very quickly and said politely, "Sorry, no."
"What about Su Yan, platinum or agarwood?" Liu Yangfan's father was an old smoker. He had been fascinated by it since he was a child, and he picked up the high-priced cigarettes that can be bought in the market.
Cheng Feichi: "Not at all."
His voice is calm and calm, with a cold texture, like the low-frequency vibration produced by hitting some kind of metal, and he speaks business-like words with a kind of natural confidence. Ye Qin stood behind the crowd and looked at him, having some strange thoughts in his trance, thinking that such a person should not stay here at all.
Zhou Feng tapped the glass plate of the counter again, frowning and asked, "Then what do you have here?"
Others may not be able to see anything, but Ye Qin grew up with them, 300 days out of 365 days a year, he was tired of being together, Zhou Feng blinked his eyes, and he knew that this guy was guilty, and he couldn't help it. Glancing into the counter, he saw Zhao Yue shift his position, raised his wrist, and something slipped into Cheng Feichi's sweatpants pocket.
The latter didn't notice it at all, and quickly glanced across the counter, and replied: "There is Ruan Zhonghua, sixty-eight packs."
A small convenience store, this is already the most expensive retail cigarette.
Zhao Yue finished his work, patted his buttocks, stood up straight, walked sideways from the counter, put his hands in his pockets, showing an impatient look: "Let's just soften Zhonghua, here are two packs."
After checking out and collecting money, the group of four left the supermarket, and returned in less than five minutes.
After searching around separately to no avail, Zhou Feng took the lead and ran to ask the person standing behind the cashier: "Hey, did you see my brother's watch?"
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