Every September 1st is a big day for students. The second year of high school becomes the third year of high school, the first year of high school becomes the second year of high school, and then the first year of high school comes with a bunch of fresh meat.
Qi Fei looked down on the corridor on the second floor early in the morning, Zhang Ganggang had already moved books back and forth a few times, and when he looked back, he found that he was still there.
"What are you looking at?" Zhang Gang came over.
Qi Fei hooked his neck with a mysterious expression: "I heard that a beautiful girl came in in the first year of high school, come here and have a look with my brother."
Zhang Gangbang said disdainfully, "What's wrong with the big beauty, she definitely isn't as good-looking as Rourou."
Qi Fei: "Come on, who knows if your Rourou is a cow or a pig, you just think it's a fairy."
Zhang Ganggang's eyes are full of his Rourou, and he doesn't care about Qi Fei's stinky mouth: "Then have you found it, that beauty."
Qi Fei sighed and sighed: "In the past, Boss Ji just went to that station and any beautiful woman didn't take the initiative to come over..."
Zhang Bangbang was noncommittal. With sharp eyes, he saw Xie Meng holding the book and was about to go upstairs, and immediately shouted: "Xie Meng!"
The boy raised his head, and Ji Qinyang, who was walking beside him, also stopped.
"Boss!" Qi Fei said loudly on purpose, "Let's go to play in the afternoon!"
Ji Qinyang didn't answer, he turned around and asked Xie Meng, "Are you going?"
Xie Meng nodded and said with a smile, "It's been a long time since we played together."
The academic pressure of the second year of high school gradually began to increase, and many students began to make up courses in a targeted manner to lay a solid foundation for the next semester.
Ji Qinyang and Xie Meng don't talk about such topics, and they don't know if they don't care or avoid them subconsciously.
However, Qi Fei mentioned it privately once in the Chinese class: "I heard from Maitreya Buddha today that Xie Meng is going to participate in the arcane competition and will go out to tutor with other schools in a few days."
Ji Qinyang moved his eyebrows. He didn't speak. He wore an earplug in his left ear and was holding a pen to write. The language teacher was analyzing ancient poems, and Ji Qinyang's paper was still a model.
Qi Fei glanced at him secretly: "Are you sure about the liberal arts?"
Ji Qinyang didn't say yes or no, his eyes fell on Xie Meng in the front row, the boy's hair was a little longer, and he lowered his head, revealing a beautifully curved neck.
"Zhang Ganggang wanted to take the media exam, and he also decided on the liberal arts." Qi Fei said softly, "I asked Zhuo Xiaoyuan. If you want to study medicine, it's definitely reasonable."
Ji Qinyang's pen ran out of water, he tapped it a few times, and threw it into the desk impatiently.
Qi Fei sighed: "Don't be like this, even if you are divided into classes, you won't disappear. You can still play together at ordinary times."
Ji Qinyang didn't say a word, and simply put earplugs in both ears. He saw Xie Meng turned his head and glanced here, and the eyes of the two touched slightly in the air.
Ji Qinyang looked away first.
"?" Xie Meng looked at Qi Fei, who shrugged innocently.
Xie Meng did not refuse the arcane competition. He found an opportunity to talk to Zhang Gangbang.
"I don't know if Rourou will go or not." Zhang Ganggang said with a longing.
Xie Meng: "If it's from the international class, he should go." After speaking, he saw Ji Qinyang just happened to come in through the front door.
"Ji Qinyang." Xie Meng beckoned.
Ji Qinyang glanced at him lazily, and deliberately took off the earphone cable and asked, "You called me?"
Xie Meng didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Yeah, I'm calling you."
Ji Qinyang pouted and walked over slowly.
"Do you want to come to my house today?" Xie Meng smiled with a good temper: "I have something for you."
Zhang Ganggang heard it and immediately said: "I want to go and I want to go too! I haven't been to your house for so long!"
Xie Meng just wanted to say next time, when he heard Ji Qinyang suddenly say.
"Okay." He glanced at Xie Meng: "Let's go together."
Compared with the excitement of Zhang Bangbang, Xie Meng and Ji Qinyang seemed to be much silent on the road. Ji Qinyang listened to the tune with his head supported, and occasionally beat a few beats with his sense of music. Xie Meng watched him several times. been ignored.
No matter how sluggish Zhang Zang was, he found something wrong. He leaned into Xie Meng's ear and said softly, "Did you quarrel with Ji Yimei?"
Xie Meng hesitated for a while, then shook his head.
Zhang Ganggang patted him on the shoulder with an expression I understood: "Hurry up and make up, I'll give you a chance to be alone later."
Xie Meng: "..."
Obviously Zhang Ganggang completely forgot that the so-called solitude opportunity was destroyed by him long ago...
Zhang Xiujuan will go to the University for the elderly to study Chinese painting in the afternoon. There are brewed fruit tea and mung bean soup in the refrigerator. Xie Meng greeted Zhang Bangbang and Ji Qinyang to enter the room, and went to the kitchen to get a cup by herself.
The half wall outside the old-fashioned house is covered with ivy. The living room is very dark, and the wind from the hall brings the humidity of the soil in the yard. Xie Meng's house is neat and tidy. There are two black and white portraits hanging on the wall. Fruit and censer.
"That's my parents." Probably afraid of embarrassment, Xie Meng took the initiative to explain that he brought tea and was taken over by Ji Qinyang.
"I'm coming." Ji Qinyang said lightly.
Xie Meng was stunned, then smiled and said, "Thank you."
The three sat down at the table of the Eight Immortals in the center of the living room. Looking at the portrait, they couldn't help but ask, "Uncle and aunt... What happened?"
Xie Meng lit the incense stick and inserted it into the incense burner: "My parents were the first group of freelance journalists. When I was 6 years old, they went to the Israeli-Palestinian side... They died in the war." He looked at Zhang Bangbang: " Don't you like taking pictures? There are many pictures of my parents in my room, do you want to see them?"
Of course Zhang Ganggang wanted to see it, but he was too embarrassed to trouble Xie Meng, and hurriedly said: "You sit and you sit, and I'll get it myself."
Xie Meng told the local convenience to flip it over with the bar, and only he and Ji Qinyang were left in the living room.
The smell of incense gradually filled the whole room, Ji Qinyang took a sip of tea and looked at Xie Meng's face intently.
"...I have something on my face?" Xie Meng rubbed the back of his hand on his cheek in confusion, but he didn't touch anything dirty.
"Right." Xie Meng suddenly remembered: "I have a gift for you."
Ji Qinyang watched the other party stand up and took out a box from the drawer behind.
Xie Meng's expression was a little nervous: "I'm going to attend the arcane training class in a few days, maybe it's too late to give it to you on your birthday, so I'll prepare it in advance."
Ji Qinyang opened the outer packaging of the box, only to find that it was actually a SONY earphone after opening it.
"I don't know which one is better, I asked a lot... This one was recommended by the salesperson." Xie Meng looked at Ji Qinyang and smiled: "But whether it works or not is up to you."
Seeing that Ji Qinyang didn't respond, Xie Meng could only bite the bullet and continue: "This is the manual, and your MP3 can also be used. I didn't throw away the invoice. The warranty period is 2 years. If you are not used to it..." Xie Meng only felt hot on his lips, and all the rest of the words were blocked.
Ji Qinyang's face was close at hand, his eyelashes were long and curled, and there was a smile in his eyes.
Xie Meng: "..."
"What can I do if I'm not used to it?" The touch of his lips was not yet clear, and Ji Qinyang had already retreated to a safe distance, as if nothing had happened, and plugged the headphones into the MP3.
"..." Xie Meng said dryly: "Well... it can be exchanged with the invoice."
"Really." Ji Qinyang put on his earphones and smiled: "But what you gave, how could it be bad."
The students who participated in the arcane arts were divided into two classes in total. One class had only 15 students. The training was from 2:00 pm to 8:00 pm every day. The progress of the two classes was fast and slow. S high school students.
When Han Dong saw him on the first day, his expression was not surprised: "Long time no see."
Xie Meng smiled: "Long time no see."
One after another, Zhisheng classmates he knew before also came to say hello to him. Xie Meng responded one by one with a cold expression.
"After Lin Hengjing's matter was settled, the Academic Affairs Office seems to have contacted your grandma to discuss helping you transfer to another school." Han Dong glanced at him: "But it was rejected outright."
Zhang Xiujuan didn't mention this to Xie Meng, but he could imagine his grandmother's tone at that time.
"I have a good time in W." Xie Meng said.
Han Dong glanced at him with disgust: "I'm not blind, I can see that you are very moisturised all over."
Xie Meng: "..."
After class at 8 o'clock, Han Dong and Xie Meng exchanged notes. While discussing the topic, the two went out and met a slow class student who was dismissed at the same time.
Lin Weixin stood quietly at the back door.
"Xie Meng." The girl greeted her with a sweet smile.
Han Dong snorted, and he nudged Xie Meng's arm: "You're pretty lucky."
Xie Meng glared at him helplessly, then looked down at Lin Weixin: "Aren't you going back?"
Lin Weixin naturally pushed the long hair that fell to her shoulders behind her back, her eyes seemed to contain water: "I'm waiting for you... Let's go back together?"
It was almost 10 o'clock when Xie Meng got home. Zhang Xiujuan's door was closed, and the old-fashioned radio was playing Pingtan. .
He turned over, opened the bag, took out the letter from Lin Weixin, and sniffed it, only to realize that he was wearing perfume.
"..." Xie Meng smiled bitterly and threw the letter back into the bag.
There was a cool white tea on the table, and Xie Meng just poured himself a glass when he saw Zhang Xiujuan humming "Daughter's Love" while tearing off the mask on his face and went out of the room. He was startled when he saw his little grandson.
Xie Meng: "..."
"Why don't you call me when you come back?" Zhang Xiujuan threw the mask and complained, "Are you hungry, what do you want to eat?"
"I'll do it myself when I'm hungry, you go to bed early." Xie Meng urged her, Zhang Xiujuan yawned and touched his head: "Then I'm sleeping, don't make it too late."
Xie Meng nodded, he took a sip of water, thinking that Lin Weixin's head started to hurt again.
The ashes of the incense burner in front of the portraits of his parents were about to be full. Xie Meng went to the yard and dumped some on the flower seedlings.
The fragrance of the incense sticks filled the nose, Xie Menggui stretched out his fingers and touched his lips.
There still seems to be the smell of Ji Qinyang still there.
Because the training starts at 2 pm every day, Xie Meng still goes to school normally during the day. Zhang Ganggang's first sentence when he sees him is to ask Rourou.
"..." Xie Meng forgot about this at all, and said apologetically, "Ask you today... I really forgot."
Zhang Ganggang said generously: "It's alright, did you bring that album?"
Since he went to Xie Meng's house last time, Zhang Ganggang has been thinking about the photos taken by Xie Meng's parents every day.
Xie Meng didn't forget this: "I brought it." He took the photo album from his bag, and even took out the letter from Lin Weixin, and Zhang Lian quickly grabbed it.
"You didn't even take out the love letter when you received it?!" Zhang Ganggang tasted: "It's not a brother!"
"..." Xie Meng embarrassed: "It's not what you think..."
Zhang Ganggang held the letter to prevent him from grabbing it back, and suddenly his hand was empty, and when he turned around, he saw Ji Qinyang standing behind him.
Ji Qinyang raised his eyebrows, with the earphones from Xie Meng hanging around his neck, he gently waved the letter in his hand with a smile on his face: "Love letter?"
Xie Meng felt a little guilty for some reason. He opened his mouth and denied: "No..."
Ji Qinyang said "Oh": "Then I'll throw it away for you?"
Xie Meng frowned.
Ji Qinyang looked at him for a while, then threw the letter on the table, the smile on his face faded: "I'm joking, put it up."
In the afternoon, Xie Meng deliberately took out Lin Weixin's letter when he was sorting his schoolbag. He thought about it, and finally stuffed it into a stack of books on the desk.
Xie Meng asked for leave in PE class, and the classroom was empty. He packed his schoolbag, and when he was about to leave, Ji Qinyang walked in.
As soon as the two met, Xie Meng subconsciously looked away, but the result was too deliberate and embarrassing.
"Going?" Ji Qinyang greeted with a natural expression.
Xie Meng said "en", the other party's attitude was calm, and Xie Meng was relatively relaxed. He watched Ji Qinyang put on his headphones and couldn't help asking: "Ji Qinyang... How did your family express their gratitude? "
"?" Ji Qinyang's expression was inexplicable: "Why do you ask this all of a sudden."
Xie Meng hesitated: "that day you... kissed me, you were very happy... want to thank me?"
Ji Qinyang was silent for a while, then suddenly laughed: "Why do you think so?"
Xie Meng: "...?"
Ji Qinyang walked to Xie Meng's side, took off the earphone and put it on his head, Xie Meng stepped back subconsciously, but was grabbed by the arm of the other party.
The melody coming from the earphones was unfamiliar and familiar, Xie Meng only felt his lips hot, and the whole world was quiet, only Ji Qinyang's singing was left, like a whisper in his ear.
"Your smile is like sand and snow, falling in my heart, and gradually, it is hidden in the years."