[11]
The sports meeting of No. 3 High School is held on a Saturday at the end of September, and the next day is the October long holiday.
As a sprinter, Liao Nanqing tried his best to run the second-to-last. His heart was beating fast because he was participating in a sports meeting for the first time. When the run was over, Liao Nanqing even had a slight smile in the corner of his eyes. Ge Jun was lying on the guardrail, holding a bottle of unopened water in his hand, Xu Yanyan came over and stretched out his hand: "Fat Ge, I'm thirsty."
"Go get it yourself." Ge Yun wanted to give Liao Nanqing the water.
Xu Yanyan grabbed the bottle of water and said, "Drink from your hand!" He whistled dashingly and ran away.
Ge Jun angrily scolded: "Xu Jianjian!"
"Hey!" One should also be cheerful.
Ge Yun was really pissed! Even with displeasure, she went to get a bottle of water again, stuffed it into the arms of Liao Nanqing, who was walking back slowly, and pushed her face down, "One bottle for each person in the class, this is yours."
Liao Nanqing was startled and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong with you? Did Xu Yanyan offend you again?" As he said that, a girl from the same class who had just finished the high jump competition came by, shouting that she was very thirsty.
Liao Nanqing was on duty with this girl, and he was a bit familiar, so he handed the water to the girl.
In his eyes, it was just a bottle of water for the class. But in Ge Yun's eyes, this is definitely not just a bottle of water that can be dispensed at will.
Ge Jun felt that he was going to be pissed off by Liao Nanqing and Xu Yanyan, so he turned around and walked away, scolding as he walked, "Men are not good things!" The little goodwill he had just raised for Liao Nanqing was instantly suppressed because of a bottle of water. Ge Jun shook his ponytail vigorously, turned around and glared at Liao Nanqing several times, the picture was full of three words fierce.
"… "
Liao Nanqing didn't know what he had done wrong, so he wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand and looked innocently at the girl who was drinking water.
The girl understood a little better than Liao Nanqing, and said embarrassingly, "How about... I'll give it back to you?"
She has already drank it, and Liao Nanqing will definitely not go back. He sat down and chatted with the classmates beside him for a few words. He is still not good at getting along with his classmates. When there are too many people, he stutters a little and doesn't know what to say. Usually at such times, Liao Nanqing is used to being alone and quietly.
When no one was paying attention, he hid in the equipment room with his mobile phone.
Liao Nanqing didn't care about the noise outside, he closed the door softly, and sneakily took out his mobile phone to send a message to Subei Mo.
He asked if Subei Mo was busy, and Subei Mo returned quickly and said no, just finished eating.
Liao Nanqing dialed the phone. He sat in the equipment room, listening to the blind tone on his mobile phone. After a long while, it was Subei Mo who called back, and Liao Nanqing answered the phone in seconds.
Subei Mo had just returned to the office from the company cafeteria, so he hid in the pantry so as not to disturb his colleagues who were on a lunch break. After all, Liao Nanqing was very quiet when he wasn't talking, but when he started talking, he was chattering, and he couldn't hang up the phone for a while.
Liao Nanqing answered the phone and told Subei Mo about the sports meeting, and also said that he was going to Xu Yanyan's house in two days, with a very happy tone. After all, since he was ten years old, he has not received any birthday invitations.
He looks like a child who got candy, like a baby in the palm of his hand to show the closest people.
The topics of conversation between the two always revolve around Xu Yanyan and Ge Yun, as well as those monotonous and youthful sentences.
He said that Xu Yanyan always gave him snacks, he also said that Xu Yanyan was taught by the head teacher when he slept in class, and that Ge Yun also learned to be lazy sometimes. He said everything to Subei Mo, and he didn't want to leave anything behind.
Any trivial matter is extremely new to Liao Nanqing, and he wants to share it with Subei Mo.
Subei Mo listened to his happy tone and was inexplicably appetizing. On the other end of the phone is Liao Nanqing, who is gradually integrating with the normal world and entering the youthful student days. After having new friends, Liao Nanqing's world is no longer single, and Subei Mo can hear Liao Nanqing's changes.
He's getting better and better, as he expected.
The sense of loss overflowed my heart inexplicably, and it was indescribably sour. Not because Liao Nanqing got better, but because he might leave his sight soon. Subei Mo was both happy for him and reluctant.
But Subei Mo didn't express it. Instead, his tone was slow and gentle: "Have you thought about what gift to bring? Do you have enough money?"
"Ge Jun said we should buy a pair of sneakers for him together. It's a good deal for the two of us, and Xu Yanyan likes this gift. And the food in the cafeteria here is very affordable, so I can save some money this month." Liao Nanqing used The toes kicked the stilt bamboo pole lying on the ground, and asked in a low voice, "Su Beimo, when is your birthday?"
"November 30, how about you?"
"I don't like birthdays." Liao Nanqing muttered, turning a corner with interest, "Su Beimo, why is your school so far away."
"It's not that far."
"But it's far for me..." I have to take the train, the bus can't get there, and I can't get there on foot.
"That's far." Subei Mo whispered.
Liao Nanqing's whole body softened by his laughter: "Tomorrow is a long holiday, and I can see you again."
"Then you want to see me?" Su Beimo leaned against the window sill in the pantry, and slowly put one hand into his trouser pocket.
"Well, I really want to."
Liao Nanqing's straightforwardness caught Subei Mo by surprise. After a long time, Subei Mo said, "How can you always say something nasty? It's embarrassing."
He stared blankly: "Huh?"
"Ah what?" Subei Mo asked him back.
Liao Nanqing was distressed: "is there anything wrong with this?"
"Um?"
"I miss you." Liao Nanqing said, while Subei Mo didn't come back to his senses for a long time, "Is there anything wrong with missing you?"
Straightforward three words.
Even Liao Nanqing didn't know that he was so able to provoke Subei Mo. Liao Nanqing is an ignorant seed, and when Subei Mo watered him, he began to recognize people. He likes Subei Mo, but he doesn't know how to express it. Or, how to find out that you like Subei Mo. He just instinctively does what he wants to do, such as the phrase "I miss you."
It's like a seed sprouting and seeing the sun for the first time.
He blurted out, from the bottom of his heart, literally.
Subeimo's face blushed uncontrollably, and he didn't know that he was so easily moved.
The three words that are almost simple and clear, directly hit the heart of Subei Mo, making him feel a little shy. What flashed in my mind was the scene when Liao Nanqing went to the station to see him off. The young man's thin body was dazzling.
Liao Nanqing opened his mouth.
I miss you, I miss you.
…
The beating of Subei Mo's heart was clear, and it gradually accelerated, entering a paranoid dead cycle.
He was numb to this strange feeling.
Hesitating, he wanted to say something, but was interrupted by a colleague who suddenly came over. Liao Nanqing heard the colleague over there and Subei Mo mention the afternoon meeting, and quickly said, "You are busy, I will hang up first."
The call was cut off instantly, the phone fell into a deep black screen, and Liao Nanqing hung up faster than anyone else.
The colleague bumped into Subei Mo's arm and winked, "Who is your partner?"
Only then did Subei Mo come back to his senses.
"No." Subei Mo poured a glass of water and drank it slowly, rarely trying to hide his nervousness. The light blue shirt was close-fitting, and when he rolled up his sleeves, it made him look taller and more well-proportioned. After thinking about it for a long time, he came up with a suitable description, "A younger brother."
When the colleague heard that he was not the target, the nature of gossip was gone: "Our company has finally come to such a small fresh meat like you. If you know that you have a target, those female colleagues will not be sad."
Subei Mo smiled: "Brother Xu, you really know how to joke."
"But you and your brother are too diligent to contact each other. You call and send messages every day. I don't know. I thought your brother was the target." Ah, it's easy for your brother to rely too much on you like this. Boys, it's always good to be independent, and you can adapt quickly after you leave the society."
The speaker has no intention, the listener has the heart.
"He likes to ask me some questions in his third year of high school." Subeimo subconsciously defended Liao Nanqing, and noticed this problem in his heart, "Indeed, boys should be more independent."
"Your brother?"
"no."
"I do have a younger brother. After working, I couldn't say a word for a week. I only contacted when I had something."
Xu Yuanming shrugged, leaned over and pressed his throat: "By the way, prepare well for the afternoon meeting. Manager Wang's face has been very stinky recently. We are expected to work overtime during the October long holiday."
"work overtime?"
"Yeah, I really want to be transferred to Mr. Li's department, which never squeezes employees' normal holidays. Hey..."
Subei Mo frowned.
Seeing his loss of energy, Xu Yuanming muttered in his heart, and said that he was not the target, so he should go back to meet him on a short holiday. He comforted Subeimo: "It's overtime, it's over in a blink of an eye."
To Xu Yuanming's "Ji Yan", in the afternoon meeting, Manager Wang really took gunpowder, criticized one by one, threw all their reports and work documents on the table, and announced the bad news of working overtime during the short holiday.
After the meeting, Subei Mo leaned on the office chair with a headache and exhaled.
Xu Yuanming was still blowing the cool breeze there, so he didn't care, he went to the company's freezer to scan the code to buy a bottle of iced coffee. It is estimated that I won't be able to get off work before the early morning tonight, so it is better to accept it calmly and arrange the work at hand earlier. Subei Mo has always been optimistic about working overtime, unlike several other interns crying.
He hesitated for a while, and sent a message to Liao Nanqing: [I won't be back for the little long vacation, so I have to work overtime. ] Just to distance themselves from the overly intimate relationship between the two, he didn't want Liao Nanqing's new life to be twisted and twisted because of him.
He anxiously recalled Xu Yuanming's sentence: "Boys, it's always good to be independent, and you can adapt quickly when you go out to society."
Thinking about it again, my heart is empty again. This feels very strange, like falling into a pitch-black quadrangle space, feeling at a loss.
Vibrate your phone.
Liao Nanqing replied in seconds: [Pay attention to your body. ]
This reply was like a little old man. Subei Mo put away his mobile phone and vibrated again before he put it in his pocket.
[Can I come to you? ]
Subei Mo almost refused: [I have been working overtime, are you going to come to our company to squat and clean up? ]
Haven't been back for a long time.
Subei Mo has finished drinking a can of coffee, and his stomach is a little churning.
He sent to Liao Nanqing: [Strive for progress in the monthly exam in October, remember to review it carefully during the short vacation. ]
The other end replied reluctantly: [Okay. ]