He Yu invited Jiang Xiaozhen to eat Malatang, and Jiang Xiaozhen invited He Yu to drink.
After she made her choice, he went over and asked for the same tea as hers.
When paying, the owner of the small shop reminded them: "This drink is doing an event now, and if you open the lid later and it says 'one more bottle', you can come here to redeem the prize."
Jiang Xiaozhen nodded, not paying much attention.
Since she was a child, she drank countless drinks and never won a lottery.
When she arrived at the stall selling Malatang, Jiang Xiaozhen chose a large bowl and put her favorite food in her own bowl.
Seeing He Yu behind him standing still, she asked strangely, "Don't you want to eat?"
"food."
He Yu coughed lightly: "I want to see what you got."
Jiang Xiaozhen showed him her own bowl, and he avoided the ones she chose, and took something completely different.
"..."
In this case, what's the use of her choice? See her as the wrong answer? Jiang Xiaozhen pushed him angrily.
He Yu was puzzled by her push: "Jiang Xiaozhen, why do you love to touch me so much?"
There was ambiguity in what he said. Hearing this, the aunt who sold Mala Tang raised her head, looked at He Yu, and then at Jiang Xiaozhen. Then, she stood by He Yu's side without hesitation, looking at Jiang Xiaozhen's eyes, as if she was looking at a pig that was chasing cabbages.
Embarrassed by her aunt, she put her Mala Tang in He Yu's hand and sat down at the stall.
When He Yu counted the money for two Mala Tang, the aunt asked him specifically.
"Did that big guy bully you?"
"No," he quickly denied, "She's my friend, we're just joking."
Auntie frowned, expressing doubts: "Then she wants you to pay for Malatang?"
"I asked her voluntarily."
The table was not far from the stall, and Jiang Xiaozhen saw He Yu's desperate explanation, and her heart was even more congested.
At this time, Jiang Xiaozhen thought: If only I were thin and beautiful, walking next to the good-looking He Yu, others would be able to see that we are "all the way" friends.
Unscrewing the drink she just bought, Jiang Xiaozhen took a sip.
Remembering what the store owner said, she glanced at the bottle cap.
"Did you win the lottery?"
He Yu came over and sat down beside her.
"No," Jiang Xiaozhen held up the bottle cap to show him, "Thank you for your patronage."
Laughing and making noise like before is their normal way of getting along.
Jiang Xiaozhen became quiet, and the relationship between them became awkward.
One person is playing with the bottle cap, and the other is paying attention to the freshly cooked Mala Tang.
They suddenly turned their heads and looked at each other at the same time.
"How are you at your new school?"
"How are you preparing for the exhibition?"
Obviously during the silence just now, both of them were thinking about the topic in their heads...
"It's getting used to, it's fine."
"We're almost ready."
Specially leave space for each other to answer. Two seconds later, they thought the other side was waiting for them, and they opened their mouths at the same time again.
Jiang Xiaozhen covered her forehead, and He Yu burst out laughing.
He asked her: "you talk first."
So Jiang Xiaozhen started first, telling him how she felt about the first week of school.
In each class, there seem to be fixed roles.
Some are leaders, some are nerds, some are excellent academics, and some are empty-headed vases. The students will choose a person whose nickname is Fat Man, Ugly Girl, and Sloppy... Even though they are not too fat or too ugly, they are alone in this group. isolation.
Before Jiang Xiaozhen came to the class in the new school, there were already fat and ugly characters.
The girl called "Ugly Girl" has a beautiful name, Lin Xuemei. When you hear her name, you may think of a fair-skinned and beautiful beauty with a variety of styles. Lin Xuemei was not. Her facial features are unremarkable. If you say she is ugly, you can't find anything that is particularly ugly. It's just that her teeth are not straight and her mouth is slightly protruding.
The one called "Fatty" was a boy named Zhao Fugui. Zhao Fugui's face was as festive as his name. When he laughed, his cheeks were puffy and cute. But most of him can't laugh, because of congenital heart disease, Zhao Fugui doesn't participate in the sports activities of the class, so in all the physical education classes, he sits on the edge of the playground, and the running students pass by, and he can see a sluggish Zhao Fugui, he The shoulders are slumped, and a thick circle of belly meat hangs from the stomach.
Jiang Xiaozhen's situation is more serious than theirs. She's a real fat, ugly girl.
Therefore, Lin Xuemei and Zhao Fugui are unpopular. The first time they saw the transfer students in the class, there were three words written in their eyes, which called "I have been saved".
"What I didn't expect was," Jiang Xiaozhen laughed: "The two of them took the initiative to come to play with me and want to be friends with me."
He Yu was happy for her: "It's great, you made friends so quickly. If you are free, you can invite them to see my art exhibition next month."
"OK."
After she readily agreed, she felt a little emotional.
"I'm still getting used to the new school environment, and you're already going to have an art exhibition."
He Yu was surprised: "Jiang Xiaozhen, do you envy me?"
"No." She won't admit it.
He Yu's Mala Tang was cooked first, and his aunt called him over to serve it.
He came back happily, holding two pairs of chopsticks in his hand.
"Come on, eat mine." He handed the other pair of chopsticks to Jiang Xiaozhen.
She shook her head: "I have my own, it will be fine in a while."
"I knew you would say that." He Yu put his Malatang in the middle of the table: "I ordered something different from what you ordered. You can try something that is not in your bowl."
It turned out that this was the reason why he wanted to see which ingredients she chose.
Jiang Xiaozhen broke open the disposable chopsticks and took away a ball from his bowl.
Feeling warm in her heart, she chewed the balls and muttered to herself: "Hey, he is so nice. How can there be such a good person as He Yu in the world?"
Hearing his name in a trance, he cast a puzzled look at her.
"Uh." Jiang Xiaozhen scratched the back of her neck.
"Are you talking to me?" He Yu didn't mean to let her go.
"I… "
Jiang Xiaozhen's eyes rolled around, and she made it up casually: "I asked you if you drink water! I think you don't drink it no matter what you buy! Haha."
He Yu looked at her even more strangely, and Jiang Xiaozhen smiled like a witch, fake and stiff.
But he still opened his drink as she said.
Taking a casual glance at the bottle cap, He Yu saw a line of small characters.
"One more bottle," he read out.
"What? You won the lottery?" Jiang Xiaozhen immediately leaned over to take a look.
It really is another bottle.
"My God, can you really win a lottery by buying a drink?" This was the first time Jiang Xiaozhen saw it in her life. She held the bottle cap and looked over and over again, unable to believe it.
"Isn't it normal to win a lottery?" He Yu looked ordinary.
"That's true." She widened her eyes: "Do you often win the lottery?"
"I don't often buy snacks or anything, so I don't think I often win the lottery."
He recalled slowly: "But I bought potato chips last week and won a set of dolls. I have no interest in dolls, so I didn't go to claim the prize. Do you want a doll?"
"Yes! I want it!" Jiang Xiaozhen raised her hands to express her interest.
After eating and drinking at the Mala Tang stand, they returned to the school's small shop, where He Yu received another bottle of his.
"You can take it home to drink." He stuffed the drink into Jiang Xiaozhen's arms.
"That's so embarrassing," she pushed back to him: "I agreed that I would treat you to a drink, so if you return me a bottle, wouldn't I eat and drink yours for free?"
"It's okay." He Yu said to her.
His eyes were close, and so was his smile.
In fact, Jiang Xiaozhen envied He Yu.
She minded to say it before, but now she feels that there is no need to hide it.
She will not be underestimated because she envies him, nor will she be underestimated because she owes him something. The defense mechanism she learned and established elsewhere is no longer needed here by He Yu.
He gladly shares what he has with her.
He Yu's kindness was straightforward and clean.
Jiang Xiaozhen accepted He Yu's prize in exchange.
After parting with He Yu, she sat on the bus and unscrewed the cap of her drink, and took a sip.
Fragrant and sweet tea, familiar and favorite taste.
Jiang Xiaozhen smiled and let out a long sigh.
The turbulent family, the new school, and many things about the future made her uneasy. After meeting him this time, because of the sense of security brought by He Yu, they landed firmly again.
Thinking of one thing, she looked down at the bottle cap.
"Pfft."
It's okay not to envy this person.
Another jackpot hit.
The bottle he picked was still "one more bottle".