The confession of being backward has not changed the relationship between me and Yankongshan much. He treated me as always, without contempt or overly cautious. That's fine, and I'll be at ease too.
Yan Wanqiu's kindergarten is on Nanpu Street, not far from the bookstore. The bookstore closes at five o'clock, so Yankong Mountain can drop by to pick her up after school, and it only takes five minutes to drive there.
The two families live next door. Every morning and evening, I can go back and forth with Yankong Mountain’s car. I don’t have to get up too early or ride hard. I should be very envious of me for this article.
After five o'clock, many parents were already crowded outside the kindergarten gate.
There is no industry or high-rise buildings on the island. Everyone usually gets off work at 4:30, and it’s just right to take a bike to pick up the children from school.
Yankongshan parked the car on the side of the road and waited quietly for the geese to come out in late autumn.
The car is playing a Hawaiian folk song full of summer feeling, which makes people inexplicably have a row of islanders who raise their hands and shake the sandy ridge and can't stop dancing.
Yankongshan pointed his index finger on the steering wheel rhythmically. I sat in the passenger seat and swayed my body gently following the song.
The little babies wearing yellow duck hats and holding hands lined up to walk out of the gate of the kindergarten one after another, and were claimed by their parents under the watchful eyes of the teachers.
I observed the gate, wanting to see if Yan Wanqiu came out.
Maybe it's because of wearing a prosthetic limb. She always ends up at the end, and when the people outside are almost gone, it's her turn to make her debut.
"Have you come out yet?" Yan Kongshan asked behind him.
"no."
Not long after the voice fell, the atmosphere in the car suddenly changed, and I couldn't explain it clearly, but it felt as if the temperature around my body had dropped by two degrees.
I turned my head hesitantly, and found that Yankongshan's face was gloomy, and his whole body was tense, like a lion whose territory had been violated, looking in one direction and ready to go.
Although I haven't known him for a long time, this is the first time I have seen him in such a red mood.
I looked in his direction, and after searching for a long time, I locked onto a young man wearing sunglasses at the gate. Compared with the casual clothes of the islanders, his suit and leather shoes are really dramatic.
The other party is probably in his early thirties, with a medium build and a somewhat eager expression.
"Sit and don't move." Yan Kongshan opened the car door, still staring at the man in sunglasses in the distance, "I'll be back soon."
He is so angry, shouldn't he want to fight
I followed him nervously, went around the front of the car, and went across the road.
There are a lot of people, and everyone has a mood value on their heads. I don't have the blocking function, so I'm exhausted.
Fortunately, Yankong Mountain is very eye-catching in terms of altitude and appearance, allowing me to accurately locate it again and again.
In a confined space, I was alone, and my nervousness gave birth to a chatty nature, which made me start talking to myself and act as a live commentary.
"Dad looks very angry. He stands out from the crowd. The man with sunglasses is not famous, but he feels a little down. Huh? It's blue? It's blue, bluer than the Smurfs. What did Dad say to make people so sad? ?"
Just looking at the mood value to complete the whole plot is a bit difficult, and the more I look at it, the more confused I am.
In the end, after some conversation, the man in sunglasses walked away dejectedly with a melancholy blue head. Yankongshan kept watching him leave, confirming that he was far away, and then returned to the car.
The door was closed tightly, and Yankong Mountain didn't speak after getting into the car. It seemed like a layer of frost had formed on his body, but anyone who got close could feel the sharp chill.
The car still played warm Hawaiian folk songs, but the atmosphere was no longer cheerful.
I sat on the seat, shivering a little.
Yankongshan has a pair of lips that are suitable for kissing, but when the corners of the lips are slightly pressed down and an unhappy expression is put on, it will appear particularly cold.
If he didn't know why he was angry, the people around him would really be restless.
"Well... have you met an acquaintance?" I tried to start the conversation in a relaxed tone.
Yankongshan lowered his eyes and did not speak, as if he did not hear my voice.
I glanced at the mood value on his head. I didn't know what he was thinking at the moment. It felt redder and the value continued to drop.
I reached out to him uneasily: "You, are you all right?"
The fingers were getting closer and closer to him, and when they almost touched his shoulder, Yan Kongshan suddenly raised his eyes and clasped my wrist with a frown.
I curled my fingers awkwardly, frightened by the indifference in Yan Kongshan's eyes.
"Don't ask about things that have nothing to do with you, little friend." After speaking, he let go of my hand.
His strength was a bit strong, and I was relatively white. After holding it for a long time, a few red and white marks appeared on my wrist briefly, but they disappeared quickly.
"...Oh." I rubbed my wrists and moved on the seat, trying to stay as far away from him as possible.
I have no intention of inquiring about his private affairs, what is he doing so fiercely
Don't say it, I don't want to know yet.
I felt a little bored, looked away, and ignored him after that.
Yan Wanqiu really came out last. When he came out, he held the young female teacher in one hand and a little boy in the other. The little boy was quickly picked up by his mother. After Yan Wanqiu said goodbye to each other, he was led by the female teacher to our car.
Yankongshan got out of the car and opened the car door for her daughter and fixed her on the baby chair. The female teacher told him about Yan Wanqiu's recent performance in kindergarten.
"Recently, Qiuqiu has been very good. She slept well, and she's not picky when she eats."
"Excuse me, Mr. Zhao."
"No trouble, no trouble..."
Teacher Zhao wore a pair of metal-frame glasses, looking at the gentle and delicate look, and blushing when talking to Yankongshan.
She likes him too.
And just in terms of gender, she has an advantage over me.
Looking back and sitting up straight, I felt even more stuffy in my heart.
Saying goodbye to Teacher Zhao, Yankongshan restarted the car and drove away slowly.
"Ashan, Teacher Zhao likes you."
"Don't talk nonsense." Yan Kongshan drove the car through an intersection in an orderly manner, and there was no surprise or joy in his voice.
"Really, today she asked me if you have a girlfriend."
I couldn't help but look back at Yan Wanqiu and wanted to ask what she said, but I was afraid that Yan Kongshan would think that I was too busy, so I murmured for a while, but in the end I didn't speak.
Maybe the little girl sensed the thirst for knowledge in my eyes, dangled her feet, and answered without asking, "I said that Ah Shan is too picky, so far I haven't been able to find a suitable marriage partner. She also told him what type of person Ah Shan likes. woman."
"The geese are late in the autumn."
Yan Kongshan's tone was slightly solemn, and he could tell from his full name Yan Wanqiu that he didn't like Yan Wanqiu's words.
I glanced at the top of Yankong Mountain, still very red.
Who was that man, and how could he be so angry
"Why? I'm not wrong." Yan Wanqiu was not afraid, but I was shocked when I was timid, "Ashan likes people who are older than him, mature and sexy, and have long hair."
Every time she said the same thing, my heart sank a little bit, and when it came to the end, I suddenly seemed to hear my own heartbreak.
How can Yankongshan's ideal type be completely the opposite of mine
In the fantasy deep in my heart, the little sparrow began to roll back and forth on the ground, playing tricks, telling me not to give up and try harder. But except for the last thing I can try, I really can't do the rest.
I was hit and felt a little down. Yankongshan parked the car in the yard, I got out of the car without a sound, only whispered "goodbye" back to Yan Wanqiu when she said goodbye to me, without looking at Yankongshan, and returned home like a ghost.
Grandpa saw that I didn't eat much at dinner, and his face was not very good-looking. He thought I was not feeling well, and he rushed me back to my room to sleep early without letting me wash the dishes.
My room, which was my dad's room earlier, became a place where our family occasionally came to live on the island when he got married.
Now, although this is my territory in name, I feel that the bed is too hot and the fan cannot blow, so I always sleep on the floor with mats.
Grandpa has bad ears, so the sound of the TV is very loud. I lay on the ground with my arms on my back, and I could hear the screeching of machine gun fire downstairs.
And let me go to bed early, how can I sleep like this
I stared at the dim ceiling, rolled over and took my phone from the side, logged into the APP and posted a message.
[How long does it take to have long hair on my head, up to the shoulders? 】
Netizen A: How do I remember that Po is a boy
Netizen B: It's such an excellent back of the head (the point is wrong), that, why do you suddenly have long hair? Cotton short hair is also very good-looking, long hair is inconvenient to wash.
Netizen C: Depending on how fast your hair grows, it will take half a year at the fastest.
half a year...
I was utterly desperate as I lay on the mat like a corpse.
In two months, I will start school. After the military training, I will live on campus. I don't know when I will be back. Half a year... Is the daylily cold
In the middle of the night, I was awakened from my dream by the quarrel of two men.
"Go away, don't make me say it a second time."
"You can't take my rights away..."
"You have no rights!"
Waking up in a daze, the quarrel continued, but it was not as loud as before. It seemed that they also knew that disturbing the people was not good, and they were talking with their voices down.
I got up from the ground, rubbed my eyes and looked down from the window.
In the yard next door, the man in sunglasses that I saw in the afternoon took off his sunglasses and fought with Yankong Mountain one door and the other, his face flushed.
The man in sunglasses looks handsome with his facial features, but his work and rest may be irregular, and because he has been sitting in the office for a long time, he is a little fatter and his belly is bulging.
The man in sunglasses was sincere and seemed to be begging Yankongshan: "I just want to take a look at him, just take a look..."
When he said this, the value on his head turned blue again, obviously, "he" made him feel sad.
Human emotions are mysterious and unusual, and I still can't fully understand the law of diametrically opposite results between what I see and the reality.
It's like Fu Wei clearly likes me, but he says he doesn't like me; it's like the man downstairs is clearly sad, but he is so eager to meet the "him" he talks about.
"No." Yankongshan stopped in front of the man with sunglasses like a mountain, and his cross arm pointed to a big Ben parked on the side of the road, "Go away, don't let me see you again, or I will call the police."
Seeing that Yankongshan was unmoved, the man was very annoyed, but the difference in physique was too great, and he had no choice but to turn away reluctantly.
Daben started and left slowly. It seems to be over.
I was so sleepy that I yawned, and when I saw Yankongshan turn around and go back to the house, he rolled back to the mat after two laps, and went back to sleep.
He opened his eyes suddenly, the sky was bright, and it didn't look like eight o'clock in the morning, both physically and visually.
I jumped up from the ground with a jerk, and hurriedly flipped through my phone. I found that the alarm had rang, but I had pushed it off again. It's almost ten o'clock now.
He hurried to the window sill, and when he saw the yard next door, Yankongshan's car was no longer there.
He didn't wait for me, he didn't come to call me...
He's mad at me, so he doesn't want me
"Anyway, it's a free labor force. If you don't want it, you don't want it." Sitting down against the wall, I hugged my knees, and I felt very uncomfortable.