The next day, Ma Yangyang woke up before six o'clock. Outside the window was the deep blue of the night that had not receded. Ma Yangyang tossed and turned in bed, wanting to get up but was afraid of waking up his grandma. He finally stayed up until 6:20, when he heard the sound outside the house. The sound of grandma getting up was heard, and the carp jumped up like a fish turning over.
When she changed clothes and left the room, grandma was already making breakfast in the kitchen. When she saw Ma Yangyang getting up, she quickly asked: "Is your nose still blocked? Are you feeling so uncomfortable that you can't sleep?"
Ma Yangyang shook his head. Although his nose was still a little stuffy and his voice was still buzzing, his head was no longer dizzy. "Grandma, I'm fine. I'm just afraid that I won't be ready when Xie Tian comes later."
Yesterday, Ma Yangyang was sick and Xie Tian sent him home. Grandma Ma already knew about it. She also knew that Xie Tian was coming to pick him up. She was very grateful to Xie Tian and said with a smile: "You are such a good classmate. I will do more in the future." Invite him to your house to play. By the way, he’s the one picking up Pupu with you.”
Ma Yangyang nodded, and Grandma Ma added, "Then he should really want to plop. If you invite others to play, why would they be so embarrassed to take the initiative if you don't tell them?"
Ma Yangyang sighed in his heart, I want him to come too, but the problem is that he definitely doesn't want to go to other people's homes.
Grandma didn't care whether he answered or not, and continued: "Which province did you say yesterday that he was transferred from? It's also very pitiful. I'm afraid he's not used to living in the south. Grandma made dumplings for you today, and I don't know. Can your classmates get used to it?"
Ma Yangyang leaned on Grandma Ma's shoulder and rubbed her, "Grandma, the food you make is the most delicious in the world. He will definitely like it!"
Grandma Ma laughed at him and drove him to wash up with a smile.
After preparations were completed, she put the full microwave bowl and two pairs of chopsticks into the thermal bag. Grandma Ma also thoughtfully made a serving of ginger vinegar from a small bottle. At 6:50, Ma Yangyang and Grandma Ma went out happily, cheek by jowl.
The sun was gradually rising as it approached 7 o'clock. Ma Yangyang sat on the railing outside the community wall and kept looking up in the direction of the rising sun. Occasionally, when grandparents he knew passed by, Ma Yangyang would greet them obediently.
Not long after, I saw a slender figure riding a bicycle in the direction of the sun. His face was as delicate as a sculpture. The morning breeze blew his coat, and with the backlight, he looked as heroic as a medieval knight.
Ma Yangyang happily stood up and waved to him. Xie Tian stepped down, parked the car next to him and asked, "Have you been waiting for a long time?"
"No, I just came down."
"Well, let's go." Xie Tian turned the car around.
"Um... my grandma made dumplings. Do you want to eat them first before leaving?"
"I don't want breakfast. You can eat it. I'll wait for you."
"Oh," Ma Yangyang's interest was a little dampened, "Then let's eat at school, so as not to be late." He jumped on the back seat and sat down.
"Thank you Tim."
"Um."
"Why don't you hold the bag for me."
Xie Tian thought for a moment that the backpack was on his back. It was difficult for Ma Yangyang to sit on it, and the car didn't have a front basket, so he handed the bag to Ma Yangyang.
Ma Yangyang held Xie Tian's schoolbag in his arms with one hand, and held the edge of the seat tightly with the other hand. He wanted to tell Xie Tian that skipping breakfast was bad for his health, but at the moment he didn't want to say a word. He just wanted to walk quietly with the person he liked.
Ma Yangyang felt that Xie Tian should now regard him as a good friend, and sometimes even indulged him a little, so Ma Yangyang decided to force him to eat breakfast and talk about it until he started eating it in the future. until breakfast.
Xie Tian does not ride fast like many young boys. His riding style is as calm as himself, which makes people feel safe.
Facing the direction of the sun, Xie Tian's coat moved over Ma Yangyang's face. It was a little itchy, but also very warm.
There was a faint smell floating on the clothes and schoolbag, like shower gel or washing powder. Ma Yangyang recalled the feeling when he was close to Xie Tian yesterday, and couldn't help but take a deep breath to smell the smell more clearly.
He thought maybe this was not the smell of washing supplies, but the smell of Xie Tian, a smell unique to Xie Tian mixed with Xie Tian's temperature.
Xie Tian rides his bike in a leisurely manner, but he is actually faster than Ma Yangyang. Ma Yangyang is also very obedient when riding his bike, neither riding too fast nor too slowly. So he arrived at school earlier than usual. Ma Yangyang suddenly remembered that Xie Tian usually came later than him, but today he not only came early, but also took a detour to pick him up, and he felt a little distressed.
Ma Yangyang accompanied Xie Tian to the garage and parked the car. Xie Tian took the bag from Ma Yangyang and threw it casually over his right shoulder. Ma Yangyang's heart trembled at his action.
There were not many students in the classroom, but surprisingly, Wang Yuelei, who always rushed to the classroom in time for the bell, actually came.
Seeing Ma Yangyang and Xie Tian coming in together, he winked at Ma Yangyang and said, "Yang, are you feeling better? My brother was so scared to pee when he saw you staggering around yesterday."
Ma Yangyang rolled his eyes at him and mocked, "How dare you call me Wang Dalei?"
Wang Yuelei felt aggrieved by the rebuke. He was just expressing concern, so he came to Ma Yangyang's seat with a piece of bread in his mouth, smiled and said to Xie Tian, "Brother, it's funny. You usually look cold, but you are still very reliable at critical moments." spectrum.”
Ma Yangyang couldn't help but roll his eyes at him again, "He must be more reliable than you! Look at your small body."
"Hey, I said I wouldn't carry something like this, Ma Yang. What's wrong with my body? I'm more than ten kilograms heavier than you. I carry you like a sack. Do you believe it?"
Ma Yangyang smiled, "I don't believe it."
"Ma Yangyang, let me tell you, I haven't even spoken to you. I'm talking to Xie Tian, so don't interrupt."
Xie Tian had already packed his backpack and listened quietly to the two bickering. He only replied in response when he heard his name being called.
Ma Yangyang waved his hand and said to Wang Yuelei like he was shooing away flies, "I can't even stop your mouth when eating!"
After saying that, he returned to his seat and took out the lunch box. Opening the box slowly, the first delicious aroma of a box of dumplings wafted out. Ma Yangyang took out two pairs of chopsticks and handed a pair to Xie Tian.
"Oh! It smells so good. This big dumpling bag looks delicious. You don't give it to me every time for breakfast. After bringing so many this time, I must have a brother, right? Oh, I also brought two pairs of chopsticks. , Yang, you are becoming more and more considerate!" Wang Yuelei came over.
"This is for Xie Tian." Seeing Wang Yueleihou's anxious look, Ma Yangyang blurted out without having time to think about it. After speaking, he felt a little embarrassed. He glanced at Xie Tian secretly and found that he was staring at the chopsticks. .
"Xie Tian, my grandma cooked it specially for you. I want to thank you for taking care of me."
"Well, I don't eat much." Xie Tian took a pair of chopsticks from Ma Yangyang's hand and felt very calm when he saw Ma Yangyang's suddenly brightened eyes and clean smile.
Ma Yangyang understood what Xie Tian meant, so he put three dumplings on the lid of the lunch box and gave them to Wang Yuelei, "Here, I'll reward you!"
Wang Yuelei stared at Ma Yangyang who opened the bottle of ginger vinegar and expressed his outrage at his obvious differential treatment.
Ma Yangyang pulled the lid and said, "Do you want to eat or not?"
Wang Yuelei burst into tears and ran back to his seat holding the lid.
Xie Tian didn't understand why Ma Yangyang was so lively and unreasonable when facing other people, but he was relatively obedient and quiet when facing himself. Was he still difficult to get along with
Xie Tian curled his lips in self-mockery, watching Ma Yangyang carefully eat half of the dumplings, never touching the ones on his side, and couldn't help but pick one on his side.
Seeing Ma Yangyang looking at him with eyes wide open as if in shock, he felt himself getting bored.
Xie Tian didn't have the habit of eating breakfast. He couldn't eat more than a few, so he put his chopsticks aside and said, "I'm done."
"Isn't it delicious?"
"No, it's delicious. I usually don't eat breakfast, so I don't eat much."
Ma Yangyang nodded and ate the dumplings slowly. He began to organize words in his mind to persuade him to start eating breakfast. Xie Tian picked up his cup and said, "Have you brought your medicine?"
Ma Yangyang bit into the dumpling and nodded, "I brought it."
Xie Tian nodded and took their cups to get water. When he returned to his seat, there were still a lot of dumplings in the box. Xie Tian sighed, "If you can't eat it, don't eat it. I'll take the rest for lunch." Take it home and eat it.”
"No, let me take it back."
Xie Tian felt that there was nothing to argue about, so he said yes, sat down and opened the book, his calm face shining brightly.
Ma Yangyang put away the tableware and dug his fingers tightly into it, "Thank you, Tian."
"Um?"
"Skipping breakfast is bad for your health."
"Um."
"Although you may be unhappy when I say this, you should have some breakfast later."
"Won't be unhappy."
"Or, can I bring you breakfast? My grandma can like others to eat what she made."
Xie Tian thought for a while and said, "It's okay, I'll eat it myself."
Ma Yangyang thought it would take a long time to persuade him, but he didn't expect that he agreed just after saying thank you to Tian. It was frustrating to not say what he had been thinking about for a long time.