There is a seven-day holiday for National Day, and only three days for the third year of high school.
Liao Nanqing did not stay at home to read books, but found a part-time job washing dishes around the town. Xu Yanyan's birthday was just around the corner. Although the gift was bought together with Ge Yun, it was very expensive. Besides, the end of November was Subei Mo's birthday, and Liao Nanqing wanted to buy a gift for him.
To be in the right place, you must have enough money.
However, the living expenses his mother gave him were far from enough to cover these expenses. Liao Nanqing would habitually find some small restaurants far away from his life and go to the back kitchen to help wash the dishes. It was like this when I lived with my stepfather in the past. As long as it was a holiday, in order to avoid staying at home, Liao Nanqing would go out to work.
Many places don't want students, so he doesn't pick them either. Sweeping the streets, handing out flyers, brushing dishes, serving dishes. He will do whatever he can. Liao Nanqing is not afraid of losing face, and he has no face in that place.
At that time, he occasionally bumped into his classmates, and he just worked hard. In their eyes, Liao Nanqing is a poor out-of-towner who usually lives in the house where his mother remarried. Most of the classmates looked down on him, and a few tried their best to avoid him. Isolation is a special atmosphere, and it will gradually expand its circle until it wraps around Liao Nanqing.
For a long time, dullness was his only label.
But now, even when he was brushing the dishes, Liao Nanqing would find time to send messages to Subei Mo. Although Subei Mo was really busy, he rarely replied to him.
[Subei Mo, I ate a particularly delicious bun today. ]
did not return.
[Xu Yanyan and Ge Yun quarreled again, and they were doing their homework together during the holidays. ]
did not return.
Liao Nanqing brushed all the dishes in the sink numbly, and while he was going to the bathroom, he persistently sent out: [If you are busy with work, you should also remember to eat, because your stomach is not good. ]
Still didn't return.
Liao Nanqing put away the phone in frustration, and the sink was filled with greasy dishes again. The phone was in his trousers pocket. All day, except for Xu Yanyan who had looked for him once, his phone never vibrated. Not even a single advertisement message was received, Liao Nanqing thought that the phone was broken.
As a result, when he got off work at night, he checked it carefully. There was no problem. He charged 20 yuan in the phone bill, and the balance was 39 yuan, and there was no downtime.
He waited until twelve o'clock in the evening, waiting while endorsing.
Subei Mo finally replied, as usual, a supervisor: [I'm too busy today, have you studied hard? ]
[Have! ]
Liao Nanqing lay on the bed, stared at the screen without blinking, and dialed Subeimo's phone without knowing it. It's just that Subei Mo on the other end has a hoarse voice and looks very tired. Liao Nanqing couldn't help feeling a little distressed, and he cared for many sentences. North Jiangsu Murray was tired, but his attitude was very good, and he answered patiently one by one.
At the end, Subei Mo yawned.
Liao Nanqing said good night in a hurry.
This was probably the first time that Subei Mo ignored him all day. Liao Nanqing hung up the phone, laying on the bed holding the phone, squinting his mouth and rubbing his eyes, like a puppy that was left behind.
I really hope that Subei Mo's work can not be so busy, and he can take care of him more. Because when Liao Nanqing was not studying, he was thinking of Subei Mo in his mind.
In the early morning, Liao Nanqing lost sleep, so he simply got up and cooked instant noodles. But thinking about it, Subei Mo didn't let him eat instant noodles, saying it was not nutritious. Liao Nanqing got up to fry an egg and put it in the instant noodles to eat together.
It is a habit of Liao Nanqing to send messages to Subei Mo. Liao Nanqing will send it regardless of whether Subei Mo returns or not.
But Subeimo returned less and less. Whenever Liao Nanqing noticed a little alienation, Subeimo would take the initiative to call Liao Nanqing back like an older brother. Most of them asked about the study situation. Because of things in life, Liao Nanqing would tell Subei Mo one by one by sending messages.
In front of others, Liao Nanqing is taciturn, and in front of Subei Mo, he always has a lot to say. When face-to-face, he felt shy, but across the phone, he would have the urge to reveal his thoughts.
Of course, Liao Nanqing concealed his part-time job.
After the long holiday, the monthly exam in October is approaching. In addition to the monthly exam, the mid-term exam in November is also just around the corner. Liao Nanqing was overwhelmed by learning and lacked sleep. Every day he either studied or lay on the table to make up for his sleep. Naturally, he sent less information to Subei Mo.
But as soon as he got the chance, he would send and call.
In October, the wind is cool and the sweet-scented osmanthus is faintly fragrant. The whole city of B is soaked in the atmosphere of early autumn.
Sitting in the office, Subei Mo stared at the bright screen mobile phone in a daze, wondering what he was thinking. Xu Yuanming paced over, patted him on the shoulder, and handed him a bottle of iced coffee: "It's rare to have a sabbatical, the other interns have rested, why are you still coming to work?"
"Brother Xu, didn't you take a break?" Su Beimo asked back, lifting the coffee in his hand, "Thanks."
As a senior, Xu Yuanming has no pretence, and he talks a lot, so he can get along unexpectedly with Subei Mo.
"The 2:1 adjustment is better than taking all overtime pay. I'm overwhelmed by the mortgage loan, and I want to work overtime every day." The overtime pay on holidays is no joke, Xu Yuanming is naturally unwilling to give up .
They all work in Manager Wang's department. Xu Yuanming has always wanted to be transferred to the project team of President Li of the company, so he often complains to Subei Mo.
There are only two of them in the office today, just chatting and doing some light work. Even Manager Wang, who usually has a straight face, couldn't bear it and went home to rest.
Xu Yuanming ridiculed Subei Mo: "I think you haven't been hiding in the pantry for a few days to make calls, and you don't even go to order when the screen of your phone is on. What, did you quarrel with the little guy?"
"Brother Xu, I said I have no object."
"No object, you keep twisting your phone every day."
"You're using the verb incorrectly."
Xu Yuanming said confidently, "I'm a science student."
Subei Mo noticed that his mobile phone vibrated, picked it up, looked at it, and put it down. Xu Yuanming asked him: "Are you really quarreling? You can return the information if you want, and stare at your phone every day."
Subei Mo retorted: "I'm not staring at it every day, right? I'm so busy."
"Come on, your eyes are almost on your phone." Xu Yuanming felt that it was nice to be young, and he was still duplicitous. Holding coffee and clinking glasses with Subei Mo, "We probably won't have to work overtime for a while, let's go drink together after get off work."
"Row."
After a while, Subei Mo asked himself, "Do I really stare at my phone every day?"
"yes."
"… "
"Your eyes are just living in your mobile phone." Xu Yuanming said old-fashionedly, and asked him again, "You are your brother, right? Hey, our company is not an artist company, and we don't let you fall in love. You hide it. What are you holding on to?"
In Xu Yuanming's mind, Liao Nanqing, who was in constant contact with Subei Mo, guessed that she was a girl and was 'disguised' as a younger brother.
"It's really my younger brother." Su Beimo sighed and explained, "He relies too much on me and wants him to be independent."
"… "
"You were right last time. After entering the society, I can't be by his side all the time."
Sooner or later they will be separated.
Subei Mo didn't want to admit this, but it was true that they met by chance, without relatives or reasons, even if they were friends for life, there was a degree. There is nowhere to kiss, there is always only that point that can be helped. If he only plays such a role, then he infiltrates Liao Nanqing's life so excessively and builds a closed wall for him is equivalent to building a new cell for Liao Nanqing.
Gentle and suffocating, followed by derailment.
And Liao Nanqing was lying on the table at this moment, looking downcast, so that Ge Yun couldn't help but take the initiative to talk to him. Xu Yanyan even poked Liao Nanqing's arm at every turn.
"Xiao Nannan~"
"Well."
"Have you fallen out of love?"
Ge Yun had a headache: "Is that all you have in your head?" She tutted and asked Liao Nanqing seriously, "Did your grades decline, or did the old class tell you?"
Liao Nanqing shook his head, his eyes were red. My hair hasn't been repaired for a long time, and it covers my ears. He probably hadn't slept well last night, even Xu Yanyan in the upper bunk heard him turn over. But he didn't say anything, and they didn't ask much. Xu Yanyan and Ge Jun couldn't ask anything, so they had to give him snacks.
The interaction between students is like this, using food to build a bridge of friendship.
Liao Nanqing didn't forget to say thank you. Looking at the chocolates, he didn't have the slightest desire to eat them, and he still held his little broken mobile phone in his hand.
For two days, Subei Mo only replied to him once.
It is: [I'm a little busy, I'll talk later. ]
The next day, Liao Nanqing couldn't hold back any longer. Taking advantage of his lunch break, he hid on the rooftop and called Subei Mo, who quickly answered.
The wind on the rooftop was cool and cool, and the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus in the school was strong. Liao Nanqing felt relieved when he heard his voice. Silly holding the phone, close to the ear, for fear of missing a word.
His tone, which had been depressed for a few days, finally brightened up when he called out the name of Subei Mo.
"Subei Mo!"
"Um?"
"..." Liao Nanqing opened his mouth, and when he was excited, he didn't know what to say.
"The results are out?" Subei Mo asked first, still in a gentle and gentle tone, without a trace of deliberateness or strangeness.
For Liao Nanqing, he has always been a redeemer.
Liao Nanqing shook his head lightly, but when he thought about it, Subeimo couldn't see it again, so he said, "No, I haven't taken the exam yet. You... You have paid little attention to me recently."
"The company is too busy, but if you ask me a question, I will still find time to answer it for you."
"Well! I know, but I really miss you today, so I couldn't help calling you." Liao Nanqing said in a hurry, "If you are busy, I will hang up."
Anyway, I just want to hear your voice.
"It's alright now." Listening to his fearful tone, Su Beimo couldn't bear to hang up, and chatted casually. When a female colleague next to him asked him if he would go to a dinner party after get off work, Subei Mo frowned and covered the phone receiver. He walked to the pantry and said slowly, "I'm not busy today, tell me, I'll listen."
"After the monthly exam, I'm going to Xu Yanyan's house to attend his birthday party." Liao Nanqing always felt that something had changed, he spoke dully and his consciousness was slow. He didn't dare to ask what he wanted to ask, and he was very afraid of losing it.
Subei Mo is also the same as usual: "Is the gift ready?"
"It's already bought."
"If the living expenses are not enough, you can ask me for it." Su Beimo was still worried that Liao Nanqing's unreliable mother would deduct his living expenses.
However, Liao Nanqing almost subconsciously refused: "No, you still lent me my tuition fees! If I don't have enough money, I will go to work, please don't give me any more money..."
"Working?" Subei Mo frowned.
"I'm going to work during the winter vacation, and I'm studying hard now." Liao Nanqing lied consciously.
The part-time job is to save Subei Mo's birthday gift. Liao Nanqing would not let Subei Mo know first. He also thought of giving Subei Mo a surprise.
"Anyway, don't carry it yourself, I will help you."
Liao Nanqing didn't answer.
Obviously such a warm sentence, but in the indifference of nearly a week, Liao Nanqing tasted a different taste.
After a moment of silence, Liao Nanqing suddenly asked, "Su Beimo, I often look for you. Do you find it annoying?"
Subei Mo took a deep breath, knowing that Liao Nanqing still noticed it. He paused for a moment, then hoarsely said, "It's not annoying."
"But… "
"I'm a little busy. I'll call you back later in the evening." Su Beimo made an excuse to hang up.
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