Parents of grades 1 to 3 run the 800-meter run in the evening, the last one. Tomorrow's weather will be fine, the sunset will be beautiful, and the closer you get to the sky, the darker and brighter the colors will be.
Most of the students have finished the project, in twos and threes, and none of them are sitting on the playground or in the stands. It was too early, and before the season, someone outside the fence of the playground was selling ice cream and sour plum soup for summer. The business was surprisingly good, and the small zero bills were stuffed into a bag and clenched.
In the middle, Zheng Yu shouted to eat, but Zheng Siqi refused to let it, so she was so angry that she hummed twice and turned her head away. She went to find a female classmate in the same class and turned up the flower rope under the shade of a tree; Xiao Wuzi was dragged by the boys to watch The head teacher participated in the dune jumping.
The competition items for parents of students are very flexible. If you are not feeling well, your mood is not high, or your time is too tight, you can temporarily decide not to participate. As a result, the transcription teacher roughly counted the number of people, and the forty-five parents of the three grades who said they were good news were sparsely left with only twenty.
Qiao Fengtian wanted to drag the little five sons away. He was looking down and thinking about how to speak, when he looked up, he saw Zheng Siqi rubbing his neck while looking at himself with a half-smile, thinking for two seconds, pouted, and gave up.
run. In front of this person, Sa Yazi ran wild and chased after him twice, but now it is not convincing to admit that he can't run long distances.
Qiao Fengtian zipped his jacket to the end, tucked his neck tightly into his clothes, and tucked his hands tightly in his pockets.
"Is your neck okay?" He squatted down again and tightened his shoelaces.
Zheng Siqi frowned and leaned his head back, the rays of light dyed his lenses a warm color with high transparency, "Not very good... It's creaking."
You deserve to sleep with your neck hanging like that.
The referee took off the sun hat, half held the steel whistle in his mouth, and waved the parents to stand outside the white line of the starting line in order. Qiao Fengtian stomped his feet, "If you don't have a brain hemorrhage, you should be content."
Zheng Siqi was stepped on by a bald parent who stepped back, jumped his feet in pain, and took a step back, "Our school teachers sleep like this at noon, and they look like a manger when they look around." He pushed down his glasses again, "Nine times out of ten you will suffer from chronic strain when you get old, and you will be so stiff that you can't even cook it in a pot."
A loud whistle sounded.
Qiao Fengtian was pushed on his back by a few hands, half-raised his arms, and followed the parent in the front row who set off first, walking forward, "We can also do massage in our store, come here, I'll ask the big boss to give you a discount. "
"Why do you have so many side jobs?" Zheng Siqi laughed. As soon as he started, he was stopped by two ladies who came across.
"When Du Dong was short of money, he was thinking of ordering some fruits to sell at a stall in front of the store." Qiao Fengtian trotted up, turned around, and his bangs covered his eyebrows, "Everyone is forced to come out. of."
If you don't think about speed, running in the evening is actually a very comfortable and relaxing thing. Day and night meet, and light and stillness are adjusted appropriately, like an additional wonderful period of time independent of the time axis. No matter the outline, light and shade, or texture.
It's getting dark, it's time to cook. The meaning of passing away and tenderness becomes especially strong and obvious here in one day.
But usually the most worthwhile things to enjoy are the rush hours of people coming and going, not in a swaying car, or walking on the road that is full of traffic. It is rare for anyone to be able to take time out of their busy schedules to make such unethical leisure time in addition to their subsistence means.
Outside the red rubber track, a circle of lush branches and leaves of camphor trees, together with the backs of the parents, was smudged with the color of the sky. Zheng Siqi wears white, so it is more conspicuous, and the back is more like a piece of white paper that can be painted, which can be painted and dyed at will.
Qiao Fengtian just wanted to be cannon fodder, and didn't care about the ranking at all, he just stepped on his legs so as not to be thrown too far by the army; Zheng Siqi might be dormant and ready to sprint in the second half of the lap, and he was only ahead of Qiao Fengtian. Qiao Fengtian didn't run right, and suddenly felt a throbbing pain in his ribs, his breathing became disordered, he sucked long and vomited short.
Biting his mouth, he continued to run, but as he ran, he thought of Lu Zhichun again. It is not a feeling of touching the scene, but it is purely an accident when I think of it.
Thinking that the store hasn't recruited anyone yet, thinking about the thousands of dollars spent on medical bills for him, thinking about how his mother and himself have been treated, thinking about his understanding of the world that hasn't woken up yet, thinking about not contacting him anymore .
In just a moment, the sense of alienation and insecurity of being isolated overflowed in my heart.
Everyone may have a line, which is determined according to their own knowledge and cultivation and three views. Qiao Fengtian didn't know in the hearts of these parents running on the playground, how high the probability that a person like him could be accommodated and accepted.
I don't know how a humble and knowledgeable Zheng Siqi sees himself in his heart. Surprised to know the answer.
Unexpectedly, I don't want to be ostracized by such people.
Qiao Fengtian reached out and touched the top of his hair, thinking about re-dyeing it.
After reluctantly running for two and a half laps, the two lung leaves were about to catch fire, Qiao Fengtian's face flushed, and he ran seventeenth, Zheng Siqi second. Qiao Fengtian slipped down all day and couldn't get a single place. It was a four-by-one-hundred-meter relay, and the two games were unified in the afternoon. Three classes a year won a championship, nearly eight seconds faster than the first in Group B. A golden certificate was stamped with a red seal and handed out, and it was handed over to the head teacher, becoming a collective honor. Neither Zheng Siqi nor Qiao Fengtian touched it.
Before the sun was over, the head of the department left parents and students to line up in four rows on the playground according to their height and shortness to take pictures. Qiao Fengtian went back and forth, and was teased by several parents and dragged to the second row. Zheng Siqi was undoubtedly the last row, and he didn't need to move.
The photography teacher bowed, lowered his head and fine-tuned the aperture, held the 5D3 firmly in the palm of his hand, and closed one eye and approached the viewfinder.
"I count one, two, three! One, two, three!"
"eggplant!"
Qiao Fengtian was embarrassed to follow along and just pursed his lips.
After leaving the school gate, Zheng Siqi pressed the lock on the car and wanted to drive the two of them home, but Qiao Fengtian did not refuse. Zheng Yu was happy to stay with Qiao Fengtian for a while, and held on to his hand and refused to let it go, while Xiao Wuzi stared blankly at her and rubbed against his uncle.
First, Xiao Wuzi was sent back to Taochong Lake. The South Second Ring Road was blocked. Zheng Siqi drove the navigation and took the elevated Tongling Road. Afraid of delaying Zheng Siqi's time, Qiao Fengtian didn't send the fifth son upstairs. He called Qiao Liang in advance and asked him to pick him up at the door.
On the phone, Qiao Liang responded with a hoarse voice and responded with a smile, feeling strange, frowning and instructing a couple of trivial things, and hung up the phone without saying much.
On the way to the Tie Si Bureau, Zheng Yu was in the back seat babbling every sentence, but after a while, he was silent. When Zheng Siqi turned around, he saw that she was lying on the back and fell asleep, and he knew that he would put a small coat over his stomach.
"Girl doesn't take off her shoes..."
Qiao Fengtian looked back from the co-pilot, Zheng Yu's two soles were firmly attached to the pink seat cover. No matter how many times he looked at the hello kitty in the water, Qiao Fengtian felt his eyes widen.
"Coral fleece is not easy to go into the water and sheds hair. It's better to replace it with polyester next time." Qiao Fengtian said.
"You mean seat cover?" Zheng Siqi turned the steering wheel. It turns out that this furry thing is called coral velvet, and it is also used as a low-end imitation mink.
"Or else..."
"Little girl is clamoring to buy the styles she's looking at on the Internet, but she can't choose." Zheng Siqi glanced at the rearview mirror, "I found that you understand these things very well. How do you say this..."
These are the very little things that permeate life.
Qiao Fengtian put his head against the car window and smiled, "This is common sense, you know it after a long time."
Zheng Siqi raised his eyebrows, feeling that these words were hitting him in the face.
"That girl today..." Zheng Siqi stepped on the brakes when he encountered a red light, "is the blind date introduced to me by my family."
Qiao Fengtian turned his head to look at him.
Is it.
"I'm telling you there's no other meaning, it's just that you saw it, so I want to explain it to you so that you don't misunderstand." Zheng Siqi looked back at him and smiled.
"It's pretty, I said that lady."
"You're also young, four years younger than you."
As soon as Qiao Fengtian sat up straight, he felt top-heavy and dizzy. He hurriedly put his head back to the cold car window, thinking that he was tired, "... The conditions are so good, you have to come out on a blind date soon, and now everyone is in a hurry. I can't understand it."
I was in a hurry to get into a marriage that might be in name, no longer insisted, no longer hoped, and wanted to be integrated into people's general direction like a normal person.
"No way, his family is probably afraid of missing my good resources."
Qiao Fengtian choked. If you heard it right, is he bragging? He was tongue-tied as he stepped on the gas pedal and put his hand on the gear lever, and there was no sarcasm on his face. Only in the eyebrows under the glasses, there was a little plausible slight smile.
"It's not obvious that you… praise yourself."
"That must, I eat with my mouth."
Qiao Fengtian looked at the neatly receding street trees outside the car window. Supporting his head, he felt his temples twitching, and he couldn't help but feel happy.
At the beginning of the lanterns, the sky is much darker, and the city grows in the dark night, and there is a special strangeness. Qiao Fengtian couldn't tell which road Zheng Siqi was driving and which link he was taking. After clearing his tight and sticky dry throat, he was about to open his mouth to ask when he felt a warm back of his hand and pressed it against his forehead across his forehead.
"You pull your hair back." Zheng Siqi said.
Qiao Fengtian was stunned, he raised his head and obediently did as he did, Zheng Siqi then stretched out his hand and directly touched his forehead without passing anything. Only then did Qiao Fengtian react, and there was a tendency to shrink his head back.
After pressing for two seconds, Zheng Siqi retracted and frowned slightly.
"Don't you feel it yourself?"
"what?"
"You have a fever."
He put his hand to the tip of his nose again, just like the Ouchi guard in the martial arts drama snorting, "I don't know if my hands are burnt when I breathe out."