When Pan Zhi's phone call came, Jiang Cheng was still sleeping as if he was going to hibernate. After singing on the phone for a long time, he answered the phone in a daze: "… huh?"
"Fuck, I knew," Pan Zhi said, "open your dog's eyes and see what time it is."
"It's four o'clock?" Jiang Cheng came to his senses. He brought the phone to his face and wanted to check the time, but his eyes were still blurry.
"It's half past three!" Pan Zhi said, "I knew you must be like this, so I called you in advance."
"It's too late," Jiang Cheng sat up, "I'll wait for you at the exit in a while."
"Which outlet?" Pan Zhi asked.
"There is only one exit." Jiang Cheng glanced out the window, and through the dirty window that turned into a frosted glass effect, he could see that the weather was fine today, and it was golden. "Hang it up."
After putting on his clothes and getting out of bed, he felt much more comfortable, except that he didn't get enough sleep. The uncomfortable feeling that made him feel so bad yesterday that everyone wanted to grab him and beat him was gone.
Counting the time, it has been a whole day since I slept yesterday afternoon until now, and I feel a little dizzy when I walk.
Li Baoguo was not at home, and he didn't know where he went.
Jiang Cheng felt that this "home" was quite magical. When his mother was about to retire, Li Baoguo rushed over several times, even though he didn't want to meet him.
Now that people have come over, Li Baoguo has completely lost the state of begging Bailai who wanted to take his son back.
The legendary brother and sister have not seen each other for two days.
Jiang Cheng had no interest in the new "home", nor did he have any expectations, but whenever he opened his eyes every day, he was alone in this lifeless room, and he still didn't feel very good.
If this house wasn't a building, he would think it was a century-old house, and inside and outside the house, there was a decadence that could no longer survive.
This was also the reason why he was unwilling to let Pan Zhi live here. Compared with the original exquisite and clean room with a piano on it, Pan Zhi had to howl for two or three days.
In fact, even if he didn't come to live at home, just standing in the east would probably make Pan Zhi howl for a while.
"Fuck," Pan Zhi was dragging a large suitcase and carrying a large bag, and he sighed as soon as he met him, "This place is a bit unacceptable to me!"
"Then go back," Jiang Cheng pointed at the station ticket office, "Hurry up, buy a ticket and go."
"Brotherhood!" Pan Zhi said, "I dragged a bunch of things all the way to see you! Shouldn't you be moved!"
"I'm very moved." Jiang Cheng said.
Pan Zhi stared at him, and after a while he opened his arms: "I really miss you a little bit."
Jiang Cheng went over and hugged him: "I don't care."
"Do you know why you only have me as a friend?" Pan Zhi let go of him.
"I know," Jiang Cheng nodded, "You two."
He has a lot of friends, but they are all dispensable.
Only Pan Zhi, although he only met in the third year of junior high school and was in the same class in high school, he has not been in the same class for three years, but Tie.
After coming to this small broken city, the only thing he missed was Pan Zhi.
"Master, do you know the place?" Pan Zhi asked when he got into the taxi.
"Can we not know each other," the driver said with a smile, "our best hotel here."
"It's pretty good at picking." Jiang Cheng glanced at him.
"Do you have to pick, his room is the most expensive," Pan Zhi took out a lighter from his pocket for a long time and put it in his hand, "Do you like it?"
Jiang Cheng looked at the lighter. The style he liked was bare and there was no decoration, only two letters were engraved at the bottom. He leaned in and stared at it: "What is it engraved? Police?"
"J, C, your initials," Pan Zhi said, "cool."
"...How cool," Jiang Cheng put the lighter in his pocket, "How long are you staying?"
"Two days," Pan Zhi sighed, "School is about to start."
"What are you sighing at the beginning of school?" Jiang Cheng said.
"I'm annoying, exams in class, homework papers," Pan Zhi frowned, "I want to learn everything like you without effort, and even if I don't have class, I will be in the top ten in the exam, and I won't sigh."
"Who said I didn't bother," Jiang Cheng gave him a sidelong look, "It's not like you didn't know when I was reviewing all night."
"It's useless for me to stay through ten nights," Pan Zhi said with a long voice and sighed again, "Damn, I know why I miss you so much, no one will show me the answer for the exam after you leave!"
"Drop out." Jiang Cheng said.
"What about human nature?" Pan Zhi stared at him.
Jiang Cheng smiled and said nothing.
Pan Zhi was not satisfied with this small city, but he was still satisfied with the hotel. He went into the bed and under the bed and checked the bathroom and bathroom: "It's okay."
"Let's go eat something," Jiang Cheng looked at the time, "Go eat barbecue?"
"Well," Pan Zhi opened the suitcase, "I have other gifts for you."
"Huh?" Jiang Cheng answered while sitting beside the bed.
"Guess what?" Pan Zhi reached into the box and took it out.
Jiang Cheng glanced at the box. The box was full of various food packages of various sizes. In this case, there was nothing else to put down.
"Whistle," he said.
"Fuck," Pan Zhi smiled, and took out a long black leather case from the bottom, "Is it too good to guess, or are we too close?"
"It's a good guess," Jiang Cheng took the cover, took out the black whistle and looked at it, "It's pretty good."
"Susack, D," Pan Zhi said, "I bought it right? Is it the same as yours?"
"Yes," Jiang Cheng casually blew twice, "Thanks."
"Don't smash it anymore, I gave it." Pan Zhi said.
"En." Jiang Cheng put away the whistle.
In fact, he doesn't have the habit of getting angry and smashing things. After all, he is someone who has been taught "restraint" for more than ten years, so he can fight and beat people, but he rarely smashes things.
The last time I smashed the whistle, I just couldn't spread the fire, so I couldn't go up and fight my father.
Not going back tonight, he hesitated whether to text or call Li Baoguo, but finally chose to call. It took a long time for Li Baoguo to pick up the phone: "Hello!"
Hearing the movement, he knew that he was playing cards. Jiang Cheng was a little speechless. He wondered if his mother knew about Li Baoguo's habit, but... Maybe compared to the family atmosphere that was destroyed because of his existence, this is not a big deal. Son.
"I have a classmate who came to see me. I won't go back tonight, I'm in the hotel." Jiang Cheng said.
"Is there a classmate coming?" Li Baoguo coughed a few times, "Then you can play with your classmates, why are you calling? I thought there was something wrong."
"...Then I'll hang up." Jiang Cheng said.
There, Li Baoguo didn't say anything, just hung up the phone.
"You dad," Pan Zhi looked at him, "what kind of person?"
"I don't know, smoking, coughing, snoring and playing cards." Jiang Cheng summed up.
"You smoke too, cough... Who has never coughed..." Pan Zhi tried to analyze, "Hu..."
"Is it annoying?" Jiang Cheng interrupted him.
"Barbecue." Pan Zhi waved his hand.
Barbecue is actually nothing special, but Pan Zhi enjoyed it very much, but Jiang Cheng himself couldn't eat it yesterday, after all, it was a tender flower who had just recovered from a serious illness.
But he still felt like he was holding on when he came out of the kebab shop.
"You're in a bad mood," Pan Zhi said, "this pork belly is not bad today, but I only eat so much..."
"Good eyesight." Jiang Cheng nodded. Although he wasn't in a bad mood that he couldn't eat, he didn't want Pan Zhi to know that he had a fever and vomited again yesterday.
"Let's take a walk for a while," Pan Zhi rubbed his stomach, "Is there any fun here?"
"No," Jiang Cheng said, and after thinking about it, he added, "I don't know."
"Hey, where is your new school?" Pan Zhi suddenly said, "Go and see?"
"Now?" Jiang Cheng tugged at the collar, "Don't go."
"Then tomorrow, anyway, it's a holiday, and there's no one there, go and see what the school is like," Pan Zhi put his arm on his shoulder, "Didn't you go to see when you were going through the formalities?"
"Don't you know if I went to see it?" Jiang Cheng was a little irritable.
"Oh yes, you just came." Pan Zhi smiled.
The new life and the new environment are disturbing, but Pan Zhi still brings him some comfort. In the unknown and strange, there is finally a familiar person by his side.
Jiang Cheng didn't sleep much all night. He chatted with Pan Zhi, but he couldn't remember what they talked about. Anyway, it was just like the two of them sitting on the edge of the playground chatting before. The important thing is to have someone who can talk to you like that.
The two of them were only confused for a while when it was almost dawn, and were woken up by the loudspeaker of the big truck downstairs at about eight o'clock.
"Damn it, isn't this downtown?" Pan Zhi hugged the quilt, "How come you can drive downstairs to the hotel?"
"I don't know." Jiang Cheng closed his eyes.
"I have breakfast, can I bring it over now?" Pan Zhi asked him.
"Whatever," Jiang Cheng said, "are you asleep?"
"Probably fell asleep," Pan Zhi said with a smile, "what's the plan for today?"
"Let's go to the school for a while," Jiang Cheng said, "then check to see if there is anything to play here, but in the winter, it is estimated that there is no way to play."
"It's okay, I'm a person who pays attention to spiritual enjoyment," Pan Zhi said, "I came to see you, it's fine to see you."
"If I'm going to sleep in a while, you can sit on a stool and watch it." Jiang Cheng said.
"Hey," Pan Zhi leaned over and stared at him for a while, "Have you not spoken much in the past two days?"
"What's wrong?" Jiang Cheng yawned.
"I see you talking more than before, are you holding back?" Pan Zhi asked.
"...Maybe." Jiang Cheng thought about it for a while, it was true, there was nothing to say and no one to say.
From the map, the school that I transferred to was not too far from Li Baoguo. As for what kind of school it was, Jiang Cheng had not checked it, nor was he interested in inquiring about it.
The transfer procedures in high school were very troublesome. From the moment when his mother and father persevered in going through the formalities, he basically had no interest in everything, and he was not even interested in going to a fight.
It was as if something had been pulled out of his body, and he was like a puddle of mud, finding a suitable depression to lie down and finish.
After Pan Zhi checked the route, he took him to the bus.
"You know, what you see on the bus is the most authentic temperament of a city." Pan Zhi said.
"En." Jiang Cheng glanced at him.
"Is this statement particularly philosophical?" Pan Zhi asked proudly.
"En." Jiang Cheng continued to look at him.
Pan Zhi stared at him and looked at each other for a while: "Oh, you said that."
Jiang Cheng shook hands with him.
There are not many people in the car, and it is obviously much easier to travel in small cities. No one is crowded, no hair is smeared on one's face, no situation of being unable to squeeze into the car, and no situation of being squeezed out of the car.
"This car is much more comfortable than ours," Pan Zhi said when he got off the car, and looked at the map on his mobile phone, "No. 4 Middle School, walk 500 meters ahead and turn to an intersection."
"I guess you won't be allowed in." Jiang Cheng tugged at the collar.
"Then take a look outside and take a look around. Your main range of activities will be here in the future." Pan Zhi took the phone and pressed it at him.
"What?" Jiang Cheng glanced at him.
"Take a photo," Pan Zhi said, "Yu Xin knew that I was coming, so she cried and knelt down and begged me to take a recent photo of you for her. I think it's hard to say no to a girl..."
"I'll give you the money." Jiang Cheng said.
"Yes." Pan Zhi nodded solemnly.
Jiang Cheng looked at him and couldn't help laughing: "Shameless."
"You two are really finished? I still think she's pretty good." Pan Zhi took two more pictures at him with his phone.
"It doesn't make any sense." Jiang Cheng said.
"Is it because she's a woman, so it's boring." Pan Zhi continued to hold the phone to him as if interviewing.
Jiang Cheng glanced at him and said nothing.
"I think it's better to find a girlfriend or a girl, it's hard to find a man, and the environment is still not good," Pan Zhi put away his phone, "Don't be confused by the rotten girls who get together on the Internet, these people go to the third dimension. Once you sprinkle it, it's gone."
"Actually, you haven't spoken for a long time." Jiang Cheng said.
"I haven't talked much since I haven't seen you since the holiday," Pan Zhi scratched his chest, "I've changed from A to B."
"I'll give you a set of underwear before you go back." Jiang Cheng said.
"It's here," Pan Zhi pointed forward, "No. 4 Middle School... It's pretty big, bigger than our school."
The door to the school was open, and when they walked in, the doorman glanced at them and said nothing.
"Don't care?" Pan Zhi said.
"It doesn't matter if you're still unhappy?" Jiang Cheng squinted at him, "Bad or not."
"Turn around." Pan Zhi waved his arms and stretched.
"Also..." Jiang Cheng looked around, "It's quite big."
"That is, our school is expensive in the city center, and we can't expand it if we want to," Pan Zhi said. "How cool is this school, and the playground must be big... Let's go and see the stadium?"
"En." Jiang Cheng responded.
He and Pan Zhi are probably most concerned about the court. It turned out that there were only a few indoor basketball courts in the school, and the football field was shoveled because they wanted to make room for the teaching building. Although they didn't play football, they felt suffocated.
In contrast, the venue of this four middle school is much more comfortable.
There is a football field, but there are still a group of people playing on the field in such a cold day.
There are two outdoor basketball courts and volleyball courts nearby.
"There are indoor ones, go in and have a look?" Pan Zhi touched him with his arm.
Jiang Cheng's depressed mood over the past few days has been significantly relieved by the campus of No. 4 Middle School. Compared with Li Baoguo's home and Li Baoguo's street, this spacious venue made him feel like he was finally able to breathe smoothly. Pleasure.
He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then patted Pan Zhi on the shoulder: "Look at it."
The indoor court is not too big, but there are volleyball, badminton and basketball courts, but they need to be overlapped.
There were people on both basketball courts, and when they saw someone coming in, they all looked over.
Pan Zhi stopped, Jiang Cheng ignored these glances, put his hands in his pockets, walked slowly to a few chairs beside the venue and sat down.
It's been a long time since he's played, and he plans to see how fun they are.
The people on the court watched them for a while and then resumed playing.
"Is it the school team training?" Pan Zhi sat next to him and asked.
"No," Jiang Cheng said, "at the level of an enthusiast."
"Would you like to go up and play?" Pan Zhi said with a smile, "Let's cooperate."
Jiang Cheng stretched his foot in front of him and shook it. Today, he was wearing a pair of casual shoes.
"Hey," Pan Zhi leaned back, resting his head on his arm, "we don't know when we can play together."
"Don't change your style, you're not suitable for this one," Jiang Cheng said. Someone on the court made a beautiful three-pointer. He shouted in a low voice, "Good shot."
The man glanced at him, smiled and clasped his fists at him.
Although he didn't play, the feeling of sitting on the sidelines with Pan Zhi and watching people play gave him a short period of peace, cutting out all the upset scenes.
As long as you don't think about the fact that tomorrow Pan Zhi will return to his gray life as soon as he leaves.
He stared at the people on the court and looked very intently. He didn't pay attention to when people came in again, until several people on the court stopped and looked at the door with an indescribable expression. , he came back to his senses.
"Why do you feel like there's a show to watch?" Pan Zhi whispered excitedly beside him.
"What..." Jiang Cheng turned his head and looked over, stunned for a while, "A drama?"
One, two, three, four, five, six, six people came in.
Jiang Cheng felt that he was so surprised that his back molars almost flashed.
No, yes, well, birds, four, followed by the one who paid him for buying water, Gu Fei in a baseball cap walked at the end, and the hat covered the windy note on his head.
Jiang Cheng somewhat admired his own face memory ability, and he was able to memorize all these faces even when he was dizzy.
In a strange city, in a strange school, it was a miracle to meet six strangers he had met at the same time.
Jiang Cheng felt that he was probably infected by Pan Zhi, and watched them slowly walk over with a feeling of anticipation for the opening of the drama.
It looked like he was here to play ball. Gu Fei was wearing sweatpants and basketball shoes, and one of them was carrying a ball in his hand.
"Da Fei?" Someone on the field spoke.
"Ah." Gu Fei responded.
"What are you doing here?" the man asked.
"Come and play." Gu Fei said, his tone was very calm, there was no smell of gunpowder at all.
"… Is it all on?" The man hesitated and asked again.
"The old, the weak, the sick, the disabled." After Gu Fei finished speaking, he took off his coat, and when he turned his head and wanted to throw it over the chair, he saw Jiang Cheng sitting on the chair. He coughed for a long time.
Jiang Cheng took away the expression on his face, "I wanted to watch a good show, but it ended before it started, so I'm so disappointed": "It's such a coincidence."
"Good morning." Gu Fei said.
"All together?" asked the people on the field.
"No." Jiang Cheng replied.
Gu Fei left three of the six to prepare to play, and the other three came and sat beside Jiang Cheng and Pan Zhi.
The person who received the money sat down next to Jiang Cheng and stretched out his hand towards him, "My name is Li Yan."
"Jiang Cheng," Jiang Cheng patted his hand and pointed at Pan Zhi, "My buddy Pan Zhi."
"All from No. 4 Middle School?" Li Yan looked at the two of them, "I haven't seen you before."
"In the future," Jiang Cheng didn't want to explain too much, "You are all from the Fourth Middle School?"
The other two behind him laughed, maybe not on purpose, but there was a habit of mocking in their voices. Li Yan looked back at them: "We look like students?"
"Who knows," Jiang Cheng was a little unhappy, "I don't have the habit of staring at anyone before I catch them."
Li Yan's face suddenly became a little ugly, he turned his head to look at the people on the court, and ignored him.
The people behind probably didn't feel the atmosphere between them. Someone said, "Da Fei is a sophomore in high school."
"Oh." Jiang Cheng replied.
What a coincidence.