The flute is very bright, and with the resonance of the indoor space, it sounds melodious and agile.
Gu Fei didn't know why some people thought that such an instrument was not as high-quality as a piano. Jiang Cheng stood there leaning against the table, holding this small black thin pipe in his hand, which was quite impressive.
The tune he played sounded quite cheerful, but Gu Fei could hear a bit of loneliness inexplicably.
The last note reverberated in the jumping firelight, and after slowly disappearing, Jiang Cheng lowered his hand holding the flute, and neither of them spoke.
After a while, Jiang Cheng raised his head, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth: "How is it?"
"That's great." Gu Fei replied, applauding loudly.
"Speak well, can't you?" Jiang Cheng took a small flannel and wiped it on the mouth of the flute.
"Excellent," Gu Fei replied again, "I must have been studying for a long time, right?"
"Well," Jiang Cheng replied, thinking about it and then shaking his head, "It doesn't seem to be that long, not as long as I have been learning the piano."
"It didn't take long for it to blow so well," Gu Fei said, "As expected of..."
Gu Fei didn’t continue talking, Jiang Cheng sighed, “Yeah, Xueba, when will this story be over?”
Gu Fei laughed for a while before saying again, "It's really good."
"Actually, it's not difficult, it's very easy to get started," Jiang Cheng held the flute in his hand and turned it around a few times before handing it over to him, "Would you like to try it?"
"...Then I'll try," Gu Fei walked up to him and took the flute, "Did you just play it?"
"Otherwise?" Jiang Cheng asked.
"I mean, do you have a cleanliness addiction?" Gu Fei said.
Jiang Cheng laughed, feeling that he couldn't hold it back that night. After laughing for a long time, he pointed around: "In this environment, whoever has a habit of cleanliness came in and would have collapsed."
"That's right, I just took the dead mouse's quilt." Gu Fei took the whistle and looked at it, imitating his style and pressing his finger on the air hole, "Is that right?"
"En," Jiang Cheng gently tapped his fingertips, "Press it tight, the sound is leaking."
After Gu Fei pressed it, he tried to blow it lightly.
The flute made a tight and harsh whistling sound, and he frowned and turned his head away: "Hey, why did you make this sound, it scared me."
Jiang Cheng held back his smile: "Relax a little and blow, let the air out and don't keep it, the sound must be fully released before it can be heard well."
"Okay." Gu Fei inflated his breath, and then blew at him again.
Much better this time, loud and long, but listen...
"Forget it," Gu Fei let go of his flute, "Easy to get started doesn't mean that you can listen to it with just two sips. Just this movement, I didn't know that I thought I brought a second ha."
"It's still tight," Jiang Cheng took the flute and rubbed the mouth of the flute on his trousers casually, "Look at my face, relax a bit."
Gu Fei looked at him seriously, he played a scale: "Do you understand?"
"I want to say that I don't understand," Gu Fei smiled, "Can you scold people?"
Jiang Cheng didn't speak, he continued to play the flute, scales, and small pieces of tune. After playing for a while, Gu Fei raised his hand and poked him in the face: "The relaxation you said..."
The music stopped abruptly, and the flute in Jiang Cheng's hand was directly drawn into his hand.
"Fuck it!" Gu Fei retracted his hand, shook his hand and rubbed the back of his hand, scolding, "What's wrong with you?"
Jiang Cheng suddenly felt an embarrassing feeling of wanting to jump out of the window. He didn't know if it was because of drinking alcohol, or because of this close face-to-face encounter that made him always feel that the air around him was full of ambiguity.
Gu Fei's voice and the breath of Gu Fei's breath made him feel a little dizzy.
The fingertips only touched his face lightly, and the area was negligible, but this action still made him a little overreacted.
At this moment, he couldn't tell whether it was his conditioned reflex or subconscious avoidance.
The key point was that Gu Fei was inexplicably drawn by him, and he still couldn't explain it.
Hi, I don't really like people touching me.
Because I like men, I don't want to be touched by men.
Hello, Wang Jiuri said that I was forced to do something, which is actually a very correct judgment...
"Wang Xu said that you shouldn't be patted on the shoulder," Gu Fei looked at him and snatched his lines, "You're really good."
"Ah," Jiang Cheng also looked at him, "Did you just find out."
Gu Fei didn't speak, just stared at him.
Jiang Cheng didn't know what to say, so he could only stand there and stare at Gu Fei.
After staring for ten seconds, Jiang Cheng felt that something was wrong, and he wanted to laugh.
I want to laugh very much.
If this kind of thing that took Gu Fei a tube and then laughed wildly happened, Gu Fei would probably come over to fight him.
Therefore, wine should not be drunk casually, it is easy to do bad things.
After all this thought, he gritted his teeth and didn't laugh. Gu Fei was probably tired of staring at him, and rubbed his hands again: "It's a shame that you're not a woman, or you probably won't be able to marry."
Jiang Cheng burst into laughter at this second.
Laugh a fucking fart!
What's so funny!
One paper cup and two can make you mentally handicapped!
Jiang Cheng, are you an idiot? yes.
While teaching himself a storm in his heart, he laughed so much that the table behind him shivered with laughter.
"Do you believe it or not that I will slap you?" Gu Fei said.
Jiang Cheng covered the wound on his rib and continued to laugh, but Gu Fei was finally infected by his mental retardation again, and laughed along with him.
However, aside from being mentally retarded, this laugh was also beneficial. The embarrassment that enveloped Jiang Cheng was finally eliminated.
Just laughing so hard.
"Hey..." He poured on the sand, "I'm sorry, I probably drank too much."
Gu Fei let out a sigh of relief, probably waiting for the laughter to subside, then walked over and sat down heavily on the sofa beside him: "Wang Xu said he patted you on the shoulder and you're going to fight him?"
Although the sofa was worn out, its elasticity was surprisingly good. Gu Fei smashed it like a cannonball, Jiang Cheng was bounced up, and he felt dizzy as if he was about to take off.
"I'm not interested in fighting with his coward." He patted the sofa, got up and slammed it down.
Gu Fei next to him also bounced.
"You are naive, not naive." Gu Fei said, then got up and smashed it again.
"You start first..." Jiang Cheng was thrown a little crooked this time, and fell over to Gu Fei's side.
This sofa is not big, just a small sofa for two people. When it collapsed, the two of them squeezed together, and their heads almost hit.
"Fuck." Jiang Cheng whispered, leaning on the sofa and trying to sit upright.
With a support of his hand, he directly pressed it on Gu Fei's hand.
Gu Fei's hand was very warm, and the touch of his knuckles on his palm was very clear.
But this time Jiang Cheng didn't have a conditioned reflex, and he didn't even know why, so he just froze in place as if he had been pressed pause.
Gu Fei didn't speak or move. When he turned his face, his breath swept into his ears.
"You..." Jiang Cheng said, but he didn't know what he wanted to say.
"What?" Gu Fei asked.
These simple two words, under the influence of alcohol and close range, were like an electric current sizzling with sparks. As soon as the sound came out, Jiang Cheng felt the pores on half of his body exploded.
He turned his face and kissed Gu Fei on the cheek.
crazy.
This was the only content that was still flashing in Jiang Cheng's mind, and everything else was emptied.
Brains are fucking gone.
Gu Fei still didn't move, and didn't speak anymore. At this moment, the two of them were like statues frozen in a certain space.
Gu Fei didn't respond, and because he was very dizzy, Jiang Cheng couldn't see his eyes clearly, so he only hoped that Da Lei would split both of them into amnesia at this moment.
When Jiang Cheng woke up in the morning, the time on his mobile phone showed that it was already ten thirty, and there were three missed calls from Lao Xu.
This is the first time he has been late since the start of school, and if he is later, he will be able to make up for a half-day absence from school.
He sat up on the bed, his head lowered and his eyes half closed.
He doesn't want to go to school.
very much.
Because of what happened last night.
His last memory was that his lips touched Gu Fei's face.
I don't remember anything after that.
Even if I can remember, I don't remember.
Forcibly drink the chapter, forcibly amnesia.
If it wasn't for his lack of skill, he should have forgotten about this scene.
He hadn't slept soundly that night, and had a lot of dreams that he had completely forgotten about. Now that he thinks about it, it's a cloud of smoke mixed with black, white and gray.
Made him feel tired.
And the first feeling after waking up is shame.
and anxiety.
I met Gu Fei for half the winter vacation and half the semester, and after drinking a drink, I went crazy and kissed people's faces... Yes, I was crazy with alcohol.
It's just drinking mad, that's a good explanation.
His alcohol intake was not enough to support him drinking a large glass of Niu Er in such a short period of time, so he drank too high.
If you drink too much, go wild.
Perfect explanation.
Jiang Cheng got out of bed and put on his clothes. This reasonable explanation made him suddenly feel at ease. After washing up, he called Lao Xu and rushed over to school with his schoolbag.
When he entered the school, it happened to be between classes, and Jiang Cheng entered the classroom through the back door with his schoolbag.
Originally, he was calm all the way, but when he stepped into the classroom and saw that Gu Fei didn't miss class, he was playing with the elimination of mentally retarded love with his head down, and he suddenly felt a little uneasy.
He swore to the God of Xueba that before kissing Gu Fei, he had no idea about Gu Fei, except that he normally thinks that he looks good and looks good, and he has no other idea.
But he didn't know if Gu Fei would mind.
Although Jiang Cheng was reluctant to admit it, Gu Fei was the only person he was willing to get along with after staying in this city for so long, who could be regarded as a "friend".
He vaguely felt a little scared. If the relationship with Gu Fei was cut off, who else would he be able to chat with.
Zhou Jing
Wang Jiuri
This sudden daze made him feel a little flustered for no reason.
If he never interacted with Gu Fei, and he always stayed out of the crowd, this feeling would not be so obvious.
"I'll go in." Jiang Cheng kicked on the leg of Gu Fei's chair.
"Yo," Gu Fei looked up and saw that he was a little surprised, "I thought you weren't coming today."
"Oversleep." Jiang Cheng squeezed in from behind the chair and sat down. Gu Fei seemed to be all right, which made him feel relieved a lot.
Gu Fei took out his whistle from the drawer: "You didn't take this yesterday."
"Oh." Jiang Cheng took the whistle, the word "yesterday" almost made his hands tremble.
"Do you still want the key from the steel mill?" Gu Fei asked while swiping on his phone.
"...Yes," Jiang Cheng thought for a while, "Isn't it a good bird and they will have an opinion?"
"Do you have any comments?" Gu Fei took out his own key and took one from the top for him. "Anyway, it's not a good bird. If you have any comments, you can ignore it."
Jiang Cheng looked at him.
"They won't have opinions, and they're not people they don't know." Gu Fei said.
"Thank you." Jiang Cheng took the key.
"If you have time, invite me to dinner," Gu Fei continued to play the game, "The pie from the Nine Days will do."
"...Why?" Jiang Cheng was stunned.
"I gave you the key," Gu Fei said, "you still have the handle in my hand."
"What?" Jiang Cheng turned around.
"If you don't invite me to dinner, I'll tell Jiu Ri you're playing a rogue with me." Gu Fei said.
"I... fuck?" Jiang Cheng felt so shocked that he couldn't even care about the embarrassment, "Did I fucking drink too much!"
"Ask us if there are people here who drink two or a half oxen to get taller." Gu Fei laughed.
"Then I'm only two taels tall," Jiang Cheng felt very strange, "Why don't you let someone with a low alcohol intake? And there are people who are excluded based on their alcohol intake?"
"Yes, you are from the south." Gu Fei said.
"...I'm not from the South." Jiang Cheng reminded him.
"From us," Gu Fei put down his phone and stroked the air in front of him, "to the south is the south."
"Fart." Jiang Cheng said.
"Just let it go. I agree that your alcohol intake is not good, so don't you agree with me giving a fart?" Gu Fei said.
"I..." Jiang Cheng looked at him.
"Don't laugh," Gu Fei pointed at him, "I'm serious, if you laugh again, I'll really ask you to meet at the back door of your school."
It’s okay not to say this, as soon as he said it, Jiang Cheng felt like he was about to laugh.
Fortunately, Zhou Jing turned his head at this moment: "Jiang Cheng, Jiang Cheng? Jiang... Hey, let's discuss something with you."
"What's the matter." Jiang Cheng sighed.
"The mid-term exam is coming soon," Zhou Jing said. "Let me see the answer during the exam."
"How do you sit for the exam?" Jiang Cheng asked. He had heard this kind of request a lot before, but in the past, no matter what kind of exams were taken in schools, they would sit in separate classes. Regardless of the student number, if you can copy an answer together, you can be considered a lucky person.
Now I think that Pan Zhizhi has such a good relationship with him, probably because the two of them can be in the same classroom every time they take an exam, and the papers can still be the same.
"The exam is taken when the table is opened, how else can I take the exam." Zhou Jing said.
"Oh, is it divided into AB rolls?" Jiang Cheng asked again.
"It doesn't matter." Zhou Jing said.
"...Oh." Jiang Cheng felt that Pan Zhi definitely wanted to go to the fourth high school to take the exam, which was simply not copying.
"You just put it on the table, I can see it myself." Zhou Jing said again.
"Oh." Jiang Cheng responded.
Zhou Jing slumped back on his desk with satisfaction.
Jiang Cheng turned his head to look at Gu Fei, he remembered that they were talking before Zhou Jing interrupted, but after turning his head he forgot what to say.
"I don't copy." Gu Fei looked at him.
"Oh," Jiang Cheng turned his head, thought for a while and then turned to look at him, "Did you write all the exams yourself?"
"En." Gu Fei nodded.
"Can you write it?" Jiang Cheng felt that the book on Gu Fei's desk had never been opened before. In class, he was either sleeping, watching videos or listening to music, or playing with the mentally retarded.
"Writing can be written, just pick an answer that closes your eyes and fill it in, there is something you can't write," Gu Fei took out a handful of candy, "Do you want to eat it?"
Jiang Cheng saw the small round candy from yesterday at a glance: "Don't eat it!"
Gu Fei took a toffee and put it in his mouth, and laughed for a long time.
For several consecutive days after this day, Gu Fei didn't mention the day of drinking again. Every day was almost the same, being late, playing with mobile phones in class, and a group of people going to practice ball.
Occasionally skipping classes or not asking for leave, Jiang Cheng could feel Lao Xu's deep disappointment.
The key to the hut, Jiang Cheng, was strung on his own key.
His keys are quite large. In the past, there were a lot of keys for the door, garage, room, and drawer, and he had been carrying them since he came here.
He hesitated when putting the cottage keys on the string, took off the original ones, and sighed when there was only one left on the key ring.
Li Baoguo only had one key. The door of the room was locked, and the key had been lost for a long time. All the cabinets and drawers in the room were unlocked.
After hanging up the key to the hut, Jiang Cheng grabbed the key in his hand and grabbed it, which was quite uncomfortable, but the feeling of loneliness and loss that he had felt before was not as strong anymore.
Days are always moving forward, people are always changing, I don't know whether to forget or adapt.
Gu Miao didn't go to school for a week after the beating incident. Jiang Cheng knew very well that it was because she would sneak into No. 4 Middle School in the third class every day, and ran to stand in the corridor in front of their class.
But today came earlier, when the second period was still a few minutes away from get out of class, Jiang Cheng saw her holding her skateboard and sticking out half of her head from the door of the classroom.
Gu Fei made a gesture, motioning her to go to the corridor.
She turned and stepped on the railing and lay on the side of the corridor.
Jiang Cheng felt that the fight and not being able to go to school that day seemed to have no effect on her, she was still the same.
He was lying on the table and looked out the window, but was intercepted by Gu Fei's profile in the middle.
Gu Fei was also looking out the window, the bright sunlight spilled in, and a very faint halo was drawn on his side.
Jiang Cheng suddenly remembered that night.
It was already very vague, and I couldn't even remember what it felt like when I touched Gu Fei's face, but this time I remembered it all.
day!
How did he fall back to the other side of the sofa in embarrassment, how did Gu Fei calmly light a cigarette, and gave him one, how did they both finish smoking together, and how magically they drank chicken soup together I drank it all up... All these contents that he clearly remembered but forcibly amnesiac ran past before his eyes.
Now my mind is so disobedient!
"Pie Pie." Gu Fei turned his head and said.
"Ah," Jiang Cheng replied, "Ah?"
"When are you going to invite me? The game will start tomorrow." Gu Fei said.
"Today," Jiang Cheng said, "with Gu Miao?"
"En." Gu Fei nodded.
Is there a game tomorrow
Jiang Cheng took out his mobile phone and looked at the date. It was true. This time seemed to pass a little quickly, but he didn't pay too much attention. The big red banners for school competitions had been pulled out for several days.
Gu Miao was in a good mood today and walked around them on a skateboard.
"I have to make a call first," Wang Xu took out his mobile phone as he walked, "let my dad do the donkey meat first, and save what we want... By the way, come to my house this afternoon, let's play ball. The team members, the team uniforms that Lao Xu helped us borrow will be divided into one point, and then we will discuss the tactics."
"En." Jiang Cheng looked at Gu Miao, the little girl's hair grew quite fast, you could see the brim of the hat, but she didn't have much shape. Gu Fei shaved his head and embroidered on it. His sister was not A bald head is a mess...
"Are you healed?" Gu Fei asked quietly beside him.
"Well," Jiang Cheng touched his ribs, "It's basically no problem."
Gu Fei didn't speak, suddenly reached out and patted his shoulder.
Jiang Cheng looked at him: "Why?"
"The conditioned reflex is dormant?" Gu Fei patted again.
Only then did Jiang Cheng react, and he didn't say a word for a long time.