Tan Ruikang still didn't know what happened. When the little girl came to return the book the next day, she told him that her name was Chi Xiaojun. Tan Ruikang said generously: "Let me help Xiaoyuan, he is my brother."
"Ah." Chi Xiaojun stood at the back door of the classroom. He didn't leave or stay. He finally had a chance to speak. How could someone help him
In the end, it was Zhang Zhen who helped her a lot and said loudly, "Milk boy, your wife is here!"
Then the whole class was in an uproar, Yuan Yuan came out blushing, took the English book, Chi Xiaojun blushed and said, "Return your book."
"I'll lend it to you." Yuan Yuan handed her a copy of "The Moon Forgotten" by a few meters, Chi Xiaojun took it and nodded, the two said a few more words, and Chi Xiaojun left.
"Milk girl!"
"Is it the milk girl?"
Immediately someone nicknamed Chi Xiaojun, Qi Huiyu said with a bitter taste, "When did you meet?"
"Don't listen to them talking nonsense!" Yuan Yuan's ears turned red, he returned to his position, and said, "Don't talk nonsense either!"
At the end of school that evening, another girl from the second year of junior high came to look for Yuan Yuan on the third floor of the junior high school, and helped to tell Chi Xiaojun to find him. Yuan Yuan followed her down and sent Chi Xiaojun home.
Yuan Yuan and Chi Xiaojun walked and chatted, bought her a cup of milk tea, sent her to the station, and then came back to Qi Huiyu for dinner and self-study in the evening.
After such a week, Chi Xiaojun would still call him at night, and the two would be in love.
Soon the whole class knew about the existence of Dairy Girl. Zhang Zhen and the others would tease her during gym class, shouting, "Milky Girl! Where's your husband!"
And Chi Xiaojun would shout, "You guys hate it!"
After school in the second grade, Yuan Yuan would also meet classmates who came out to eat when he took Chi Xiaojun to the car. He has always been very generous, never avoiding people, and he would say hello when he met him. When there were few people, he let Chi Xiaojun go home in a minibus. When there were a lot of people, the two would sit by the roadside flower garden to chat, buy some food, and wait for one bus after another. Yuan Yuan was afraid that Qi Huiyu would wait too long, more than six o'clock. After that, I gave Chi Xiaojun a taxi to go home.
A week later, Tan Ruikang finally found out.
"Xiaoyuan, are you in love?" Tan Ruikang asked.
Distant: "… "
Tan Ruikang said: "They called Xiaojun to be a milk girl..."
Yuan Yuan: "No, don't talk nonsense!"
Tan Ruikang looked at Yuanyuan suspiciously, and saw a notebook on the table, with writing and drawing on it, all of which were conversations between Yuanyuan and Chi Xiaojun. Faraway Speed put the book away and said, "It's really nothing, it's just a friend."
Tan Ruikang nodded and said, "Lend me the exercise book, the one from Huang Gang."
Yuan Yuan gave him the exercises, and Tan Ruikang took it back to his small room. Yuan Yuan plugged in his earphones and listened to Eason Chan's songs. He didn't want to study at all. A phone call, fearing that her father would be embarrassed to answer.
When the earphones were taken off, Yuan Yuan was startled and said, "Knock on the door first, please!"
Tan Ruikang said, "You haven't done your homework? Where's your homework? Let me take a look."
Yuan Yuan said: "It's none of your business. You just need to fill in it with a ballpoint pen."
Tan Ruikang: "Did you fall in love early?"
Distant: "… "
Tan Ruikang sat down beside the bed and said, "Xiaoyuan, you've been distracted in class recently, and you don't study when you get home. That won't work, you have to take the high school entrance exam."
Yuan Yuan was stabbed in the weak underbelly and said, "Learning efficiency is the most important thing! Do you understand! What's the use of doing questions?"
Tan Ruikang insisted: "Study hard, or I will tell my uncle, puppy love affects your studies."
Yuan Yuan went mad and yelled at him, "Get out! You get out! It's nothing to do with you!"
He pushed and shoved Tan Ruikang out of the room and slammed the door, thinking that he was crazy and had no common language at all.
Yuan Yuan really hates Tan Ruikang. It's not that he hates him for overdoing it. After all, it's for his own good. But he sometimes racked his brains, just couldn't communicate with Tan Ruikang, and he was not a person from the world at all.
The next day he told Qi Huiyu about it, and Qi Huiyu said sourly, "It's you who prioritizes sex over friends."
Yuan Yuan said: "I don't usually play with him... The key is not here, hey."
He looked out the window boredly. The leaves of the plane trees had all fallen off, leaving the bare branches facing the sky. The school sports meeting was coming soon. He passed a note to Tan Ruikang, writing: "I have something to do at night, I will go home by myself."
He intends not to go with Tan Ruikang, first reduce the frequency of going home, and then gradually return to each other, so as not to be swayed by him. Anyway, Qi Huiyu will take him to the CMB station, and the two can chat for a while.
Tan Ruikang wrote "I got it", and then passed the note back. Zhang Zhen, who was passing the note in the middle, added another sentence: "Your birthday is coming, how do you want to spend it? Call your girl, let's go to the beach for barbecue together? Lend me A drop of money to eat."
Yuan Yuan had not thought about it yet, so he wanted to ask other friends and gave Zhang Zhen one hundred yuan. After school, I sent Chi Xiaojun home as usual, and found that the money was spent a little faster after handing over a girlfriend.
I used to spend 2,000 on living expenses a month, but now I buy some genuine CDs for Chi Xiaojun, take her to dinner and buy free dolls from McDonald's, take her home by taxi, and charge her for phone calls. The money is a little tight.
The last time I asked Zhao Guogang for money, Zhao Guogang asked me how quickly I can spend money this month. Yuan Yuan casually made up a reason to pay for the class, but Zhao Guogang would definitely be surprised if he changed it from 100 to 700 for living expenses every Friday.
It's not that I'm afraid he won't give it, I'm just afraid that he will be suspicious and ask Tan Ruikang too much later, and it will be easy to expose... It's really troublesome. Moreover, seven hundred is not necessarily enough, it is better to spend one thousand yuan a week, which is more comfortable to spend.
Can you borrow something from Tan Ruikang? Yuan Yuan still dismissed this idea. Tan Ruikang's living expenses are the same as his own. Every time Zhao Guogang gives him the same amount of money, he will give Tan Ruikang the same amount of money. How could he possibly run out? ! Tan Ruikang never treats guests, he is like a ghost, and he doesn't eat other people's treats. He buys a bottle of mineral water for one yuan, eats five yuan for lunch in the cafeteria, and adds two bottles of water to the cafeteria for two meals a day, only 12 yuan. .
The IC card was charged to them by Zhao Guogang, Tan Ruikang was 12 yuan a day, and 72 yuan a day, six days a week.
After the evening self-study, Yuan Yuan walked alone on the way from school to help Tan Ruikang settle accounts. His father gave Tan Ruikang five hundred a week, he could save more than four hundred, what would he do with the more than four hundred? ! Marry a wife? It is simply inexplicable, never seen the money. I don't know how to take less if I can't use it.
There were very few people on this road, and there were a few people standing in front of them, who seemed to have come prepared to wait for him.
Yuan Yuan stopped in his footsteps, the other party was very tall, standing under the street light like a person out of society, the law and order near No. 3 Middle School has always been very good, and there are not many underworld and bad boys. Today is very unfortunate, was met by the distant.
Robbery? Yuan Yuan thought to himself that he couldn't give them a penny, otherwise he would be entangled by them in the future.
"Your name is Zhao Yuanyuan, isn't it?" The man in the lead said, "Are you dating me?"
Yuan Yuan narrowed his eyes and said subconsciously, "No, who is your daughter?"
"Chi Xiaojun." The man said, "Don't be like that, you are rich? Come over and have a chat."
Yuan Yuan said: "Chi Xiaojun? When did she become your daughter?"
The man said, "I've been with her for two fucking years, teach him a lesson!"
A few people came over to make a move, far away from the man's arm, and said angrily: "Don't do it!"
He stepped back and glanced nearby. There was a parking lot and a security booth not far away 50 meters away. It was easy to get there.
"A piece of trash." The man sneered: "Run, that's all."
Yuan Yuan was short of breath, and someone behind him said loudly: "Beat him, what do you say to him!"
He took a few steps back and heard Chi Xiaojun's voice saying, "Don't! Don't hit him!"
In the distant instant, the lungs are about to explode with anger, and Chi Xiaojun is also there! She had long hair and was not wearing a school uniform, as if she was called out by this group of people at night.
Her voice was weeping, and she said, "What are you doing..."
"Don't touch me!" Yuan Yuan roared, fending off the hands of those who came to grab him, but his schoolbag was grabbed and kicked, and he was knocked on the head. He pushed and shoved hard, and the other three beat him one by one, punching and kicking, breaking the button of his shirt.
"You make it clear! Chi Xiaojun! What do you mean!" Yuan Yuan roared while resisting the fists of the gangsters.
Chi Xiaojun didn't answer, Yuan Yuan yelled, the anger of being deceived was even higher than being surrounded and beaten, he resisted fiercely, beat them recklessly, was slapped again, and then a voice shouted: "What are you doing? !"
Tan Ruikang rushed over and shoved away the people who were far away. Those people immediately realized the trouble when they saw the helper and ran to the headed man.
"What! Fuck!" Tan Ruikang wanted to catch up but was held back by Yuan Yuan.
"Go." The lead man said.
Yuan Yuan was excited and angry, and had nowhere to vent his emotions. He threw his satchel to the ground and sat on the side of the road without speaking.
Tan Ruikang stood in a daze for a while. He went to ask a question after self-study tonight. He came out of the car late and happened to encounter this. He didn't see Chi Xiaojun, only knew that Yuan Yuan was beaten, and whispered: "Xiao Yuan, what's the matter? They want to rob?"
Yuan Yuan waved his hand, his eyes were red, and he did not answer him.
Tan Ruikang went to buy a package of Marlboro, handed one to Yuanyuan, and helped him light it.
Yuan Yuan smoked a cigarette and said, "Let's go."
Zhao Guogang was at home, smelled the smoke, and saw Yuan Yuan's eyes were red, so he didn't scold anyone. Yuan Yuan didn't take a shower when he got home. He lay on the bed in his school uniform and fell asleep. At eleven o'clock, Zhao Guogang went in to take off his shoes and socks and cover him with the quilt, and came out. Talk to Tan Ruikang.
Yuan Yuan heard Zhao Guogang teach Tan Ruikang a lesson intermittently.
"You have to take your younger brother to learn well, you can't follow him all day long, pamper him..."
Tan Ruikang nodded reluctantly outside, and Zhao Guogang said again: "If you want to supervise him, he will have a high school entrance examination next year, and he has no intention of studying recently..."
Yuan Yuan is so tired that he still likes Chi Xiaojun very much, milk boy, milk girl... She is very cute. He wants to be with her.
the next day:
What Zhang Zhen and Qi Huiyu heard were two completely different versions.
Zhang Zhen: "Someone stole your money?!"
Yuan Yuan said: "No, don't listen to Tan Ruikang's nonsense."
Qi Huiyu explained it to Zhang Zhen, and Zhang Zhen immediately became angry and said, "After the evening self-study, my brothers will accompany you home."
Qi Huiyu said: "Let the milk girl call the man out. Let's call a few more people, and also call the next class, and beat him to death."
Yuan Yuan was almost embarrassed, and he had to call the next class. He didn't want to lose face and be thrown into the next class. He said, "I will solve it myself, if I can't, I will find you again. It's okay, don't worry about it, that's it."
Zhang Zhen went back to discuss with Tan Ruikang. Only then did Tan Ruikang hear the complete version. After the first class was over, he got up far away. When he went out, Tan Ruikang said, "Xiaoyuan."
Yuan Yuan didn't speak, went down the second floor, found a girl in the second year of junior high school, and said, "Help me call Chi Xiaojun out, and I'll tell her something."
Chi Xiaojun was lying on the desk, and several girls around her were comforting her.
"She won't come out, you go back." The man said.
When the class bell rang, Yuan Yuan had to go back to the classroom. After several classes, he couldn't run into Chi Xiaojun, but Chi Xiaojun had already left when school was over at noon and in the afternoon.
what is this? Yaoyao caught fire for several days, and finally successfully intercepted her during the second grade gym class.
Yuan Yuan was with Qi Huiyu, and Chi Xiaojun was with another girl.
"Let's be clear." Yuan Yuan said, "Who is that man?"
Chi Xiaojun began to cry as soon as she saw the distance, and the girl beside her said, "Don't bully her, okay! She doesn't want to either!"
Yuan Yuan was speechless. He said, "I'm the one! If you want to break up, just say, what are you doing with so many messes! You are all right, I am wrong!"
Chi Xiaojun returned to the classroom, Yuan Yuan was so angry that Qi Huiyu didn't dare to speak, so he went back to the classroom with him.
On the same day, the head teacher talked to Yuan Yuan, saying that he had been sleeping in class these past few days and was listless. He asked if it was puppy love, and he spoke earnestly about the dangers of puppy love. Yuan Yuan was even more irritable, and he didn’t know which one said it loudly.
When he came back, Zhang Zhen came over and said, "I went to ask."
"What?" Yuan Yuan said angrily.
Zhang Zhen said: "The man is still in high school, and he is from another middle school. Chi Xiaojun said it was her ex-boyfriend. She didn't want to date him anymore. When I was playing basketball, I met a few people from that middle school, so I can help you find someone to beat him? Just ask for a pack of cigarettes for one person."
"Forget it." Yuan Yuanzheng was upset: "I don't like her, I just play."
Qi Huiyu said: "It's not good to play, let's play, how much does it cost to cover me."
Yuan Yuan said: "I said it!"
Knowing that he was in a bad mood, Zhang Zhen nodded and left, Qi Huiyu looked at the distance, and the two sat without speaking. Qi Huiyu bent over and put his hands under the desk, put it close to Yuan Yuan's ear, and said, "Hey, you are so slapped and scattered, I am sad for you and happy for myself."
Distant: "… "
When he got up from the distance, he slapped Qi Huiyu in pain, Qi Huiyu only laughed and didn't fight back, so his first love ended like this.
From that day on, Tan Ruikang went home with Yuan Yuan every day, and he even put an iron rod for fighting in his bag.
A long time later, Zhao Guogang discovered Tan Ruikang's iron rod and taught him a lesson.
After a long time, until everyone graduated from high school, Yuan Yuan heard about the incident from Zhang Zhen, and learned that Zhang Zhen's girlfriend took several high school girls to find Chi Xiaojun in the girls' toilet in the second year of junior high school. Trouble, grabbed her hair and scolded her.
He felt a little uncomfortable for Chi Xiaojun, and also for his own past.
After finishing the third year of junior high school, he stayed in the high school far away. In the second year of high school, I heard that Chi Xiaojun returned to his hometown to study after graduating from junior high school, and the two never met again.
When I saw her again many years later, she was already married. When talking about the past, Chi Xiaojun just smiled and said, "Is there? Zhang Zhen's wife? I seem to have chatted with her for a while when I went shopping last time, you How are you doing now?"
Yuan Yuan can only say: "It's going well."
Those past events have long since passed without a trace, just like the leaves of the sycamore trees at the entrance of No. 3 Middle School every year, turning yellow every year, falling down the streets every year, but not the same every year.