After Qiu Yi removed the plaster, he put on the shoes Bian Nan bought and tried them on, and they fit well.
"Do you like the color?" Bian Nan bent down to look at the shoes, "There is also a fluorescent green one, if you don't like this one, you can exchange it for the fluorescent one..."
Qiu Yi squinted at him, and Bian Nan also stared at him: "Why, don't you like fluorescent green? Even bicycles are painted green."
"So what do you mean by buying me a pair of red socks?" Qiu Yi stood up and walked downstairs, "Shouldn't you buy me a pair of green socks?"
"There are no green ones. Big red and big green belong to the same family anyway. I think the red ones are also very festive. Congratulations that you can finally walk." Bian Nan followed behind him and clapped his hands for a while, "Congratulations, celebrations, warm celebrations .”
Qiu Yi hadn't walked on two legs for more than a month. It took him a long time to walk from the consulting room to the hospital entrance, and he kept looking down at his legs.
"What's the matter? Is your head too heavy? You haven't lifted it up." Bian Nan asked him standing on the side of the road.
"No, I just feel a little uncomfortable," Qiu Yi smiled and stood up straight, "I'll use your mobile phone and call Erbao."
"... Oh," Bian Nan stared at him, and took a long time to take out his phone from his pocket, "Fuck, are you as tall as me?"
Qiu Yi ignored him, dialed the phone and asked Qiu Yan if he had finished writing with his calligraphy brush, and told him that they would go back in half an hour.
"Hey," Bian Nan walked around him and finally stood face to face with him, staring at him for a while, "I seem to be talking to you for the first time standing like this?"
"Really?" Qiu Yi looked around and walked across the street, "There's a bus stop over there."
"Hey, it's also the first time that I don't need to help you when I walk with you like this. I'm still not used to it!" Bian Nan clicked his tongue twice.
If you count the first time Qiu Yi hit him with a baton, the two of them have known each other for a semester, but here, except for the flashing side by side during the fight and provocation, the rest is Bian Yi for more than a month Couldn't even stand upright.
"You still have this hobby?" Qiu Yi stretched out his arm in front of him, "Then you can hold me, if you don't like it, you can carry me behind your back, I don't mind."
"Believe it or not, I slapped you down and you turned around and went back to the hospital to put a plaster cast on your arm." Bian Nan slapped Qiu Yi's arm with a crisp sound.
Qiu Yi ignored him and went to the platform to look at the sign.
"Take a taxi, what kind of bus is crowded in such a hot day?" Bian Nan lazily leaned against the billboard, and suddenly found four red marks on the place where Qiu Yi's arm was patted by him, he leaned over to look Look, "Damn, I didn't try hard."
"It still hurts now." Qiu Yi rubbed the red seal.
"Fuck you," Bian Nan leaned back, "You are too white, you can probably tell if you play without a slap, if you want to be like me, my mother would slap me and wave your clothes not leave a finger print on the sleeve..."
"Is your mother still beating you?" Qiu Yi turned around.
"Only once." Bian Nan laughed twice.
"Which mother?" Qiu Yi asked.
"Which other mother, dear mother, Bian Xin said that I will call her mother Auntie," Bian Nan smiled, "Isn't it annoying for people to call her mother?"
"The car is coming." Qiu Yi gave him a hand.
"It's the air conditioner..." Bian Nan glanced helplessly at the incoming bus, his eyes widened, "Take a taxi, take a taxi, can this squeeze in!"
"No," Qiu Yi pulled him towards the car door, "I just want to stand for a while, I haven't stood for a long time."
"Oh...fuck," Bian Nan was pushed aside by an aunt, and then stepped on twice, "Grandma is so skilled!"
Bian Nan seldom took the bus, and usually took a taxi, or Uncle Wu would send him off, and this station was not a big one, and there was no queue, and everyone crowded up in a mess. He felt like he couldn't find where the bus door was.
He was dragged by Qiu Yi and finally squeezed into the car, sticking behind Qiu Yi, he felt as hot as burning.
Qiu Yi suddenly turned his hand away and touched his buttocks, Bian Nan was stunned: "Don't touch blindly."
"You are beautiful," Qiu Yi turned his head and glanced at him, then moved his hand a little forward to touch his trouser pocket, took out his mobile phone and held it in his hand, and said in a low voice, "Put it in your pocket and it will be gone in a while. "
"Tell me if you are sick, you have to experience the life of walking upright." Bian Nan wiped his sweat.
The hospital was about ten stops away from Qiu Yi's house. After three stops, the two of them were squeezed from the front door to the back door. There were only people getting on and no one getting off. Bian Nan felt that he had never suffered so much in training.
"Hey," he poked Qiu Yi's back, "Can you turn around, it's really awkward for me to face the back of your head."
Qiu Yi hesitated for a moment, then turned around with some effort: "Is it okay for you to face me face-to-face?"
Bian Nan tilted his head back, and when Qiu Yi turned around, the two of them faced each other as if they were about to do something, he could almost count Qiu Yi's eyelashes, he sighed: " Brother, I beg you, let's stand down."
"En." Qiu Yi turned his face in response.
As soon as the train stopped at the next stop, the two squeezed out of the car through the back door as if they were fighting.
"Damn it!" Bian Nan grabbed his collar and shook for a long time, then pulled his pants, "Why are there so many people! It's hard to squeeze!"
"Weekend, you..." Qiu Yi looked at him and wanted to laugh, "Please eat some ice."
"Please," Bian Nan saw a small shop next to him, "Congratulations on finally having two legs in your life."
The two of them entered the store and ordered two large plates of shaved ice. Bian Nan buried his head in a few tablespoons before leaning back in his chair, raised his head and let out a long sigh of relief: "Hey, I'm recovering."
"Have you ever taken a bus?" Qiu Yi took a sip of shaved ice.
"I'm asking this question. Of course I've ridden before, but it's just that I don't sit often. I usually don't squeeze in such a hot day." Bian Nan wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Do you usually ride a bicycle?"
"Well, actually, I forgot that today is the weekend, and there are not so many people usually..." Qiu Yi was also sweating from the heat.
"Let's take a taxi back later," Bian Nan took out his phone to check the time, "Erbao should be in a hurry."
"En." Qiu Yi lowered his head and slowly ate shaved ice.
"Hey, I want to ask you something," Bian Nan looked at the phone, "Where's your phone?"
"It broke." Qiu Yi replied very simply.
"How did it break?" Bian Nan was taken aback.
"Ask Wan Fei." Qiu Yi bit his spoon and glanced at him.
"It was really broken that time?" Bian Nan shouted vaguely with a mouthful of ice in his mouth.
"Well, otherwise it was you who wanted to smash it that day." Qiu Yi smiled.
"Get out." Bian Nan suddenly felt a little embarrassed, Qiu Yi hasn't bought a new one for so long, probably because it's not allowed financially
After he ate up all the shaved ice on the plate, he hesitated for a long time before pushing his mobile phone in front of Qiu Yi: "How about..."
"No need." Qiu Yi interrupted him.
"It's not that I bought you a new one for an old phone," Bian Nan pushed the phone again, "I return a mobile phone. My dad can't find a place to spend money on it. He gives me a mobile phone every year on my birthday. I don't want to return one." It's time to use it."
Seeing that Qiu Yi was silent, he clicked his tongue: "Why do you work so hard?"
"All right, all right, no more trouble," Qiu Yi waved his hand, "Take out your card."
Bian Nan immediately took the phone and took out the card.
"Aren't you going to delete the stuff in it? Photos, SMS, WeChat or something." Qiu Yi asked.
"It's nothing, if you don't like it, delete it." There is no secret in Bian Nan's phone, except for playing games occasionally and taking ugly photos of Wan Fei, there is nothing else.
"Okay." Qiu Yi took the phone and put it in his pocket.
"By the way, what..." Bian Nan thought for a while, "Bian Xinyu... When I went home a while ago, she asked me for your phone number and said she couldn't reach you."
"Oh," Qiu Yi responded, "Then I guess the phone will freeze as soon as I turn it on."
"You talk to Bian Xin..." Bian Nan couldn't help asking.
"It's nothing to do with it." Qiu Yi replied immediately.
"Who asked you what's the matter, I won't beat you because of her," Bian Nan knocked on the table, "I just want to ask how you two met."
"I will make up lessons for her classmates." Qiu Yi said.
"Gone?"
"Do you think there should be something else?"
"I don't know," Bian Nan laughed twice, stood up and jumped twice, "Let's go!"
The two took a taxi, and as soon as they arrived at the entrance of the alley, they saw Qiu Yan standing under a tree talking to another little boy.
When the two of them walked past him, Qiu Yan was proudly showing the bumblebee in his hand to the little boy: "You can lift your arms like this."
"Let's change the game, my bumble bee is much prettier than yours," said the little boy.
"But..." Qiu Yan looked down at the bumblebee in his hand, "I can move."
"You're not the right color," said the little boy.
Qiu Yan lifted the bumblebee up: "But..."
"Change? Another day." said the little boy.
"No change!" Bian Nan went over and said something, pulling Qiu Yan to his side.
"Big Huzi! Brother!" Qiu Yan turned his head and saw the two of them, and shouted happily, "You guys are back!"
"Who are you?" Bian Nanchong raised his chin at that little boy. The kid looked like a ghost at first glance, and he was just playing around.
"He is Fang Xiaojun," Qiu Yan said, "I am at the same table."
"You are Fang Xiaojun!" Bian Nan got angry when he heard that, pointing at Fang Xiaojun, "You still dare to exchange Bumblebee? Believe it or not, I exchanged all my arms and legs for you!"
"Crazy!" Fang Xiaojun was startled by him, took two steps back and shouted, turned around and ran quickly, turning around and shouting, "Your bumblebee is the ugliest!"
"Hey, I have a bad temper!" Bian Nan let go of Qiu Yan, turned around and planned to chase after him.
Qiu Yi grabbed him: "Hey, what are you doing?"
"This kid is so bad," Bian Nan pointed at Fang Xiaojun, "He..."
Qiu Yan suddenly rushed over and hugged him, Bian Nan reacted abruptly, and the second half of the sentence got stuck in his throat.
He lowered his head and glanced at Qiu Yan. Just now, he was almost fooled by Bumblebee, but now he was able to react and interrupt him.
"I'll take you out to play after dinner." Qiu Yi stretched out his hand and licked Qiu Yan's chin twice, "Go back and clean up. Dahuzi and I will go buy something to eat."
"Yeah!" Qiu Yan ran excitedly into the alley, "I want to eat potato chips!"
"Just buy lunch." Bian Nan walked to the nearby snack bar, "Or do you cook it? I haven't eaten your cooked meal yet..."
"Wait," Qiu Yi stretched out his arm from behind him, hooked his neck and pulled it back, and asked next to his ear, "What's the matter with Fang Xiaojun?"
"What? What's wrong with Fang Xiaojun?" Bian Nan grabbed Qiu Yi's wrist and pulled it away, so he turned his head and looked at Qiu Yi's nose, "Aren't you hot?"
"It's hot after you finish talking," Qiu Yi retracted his arms, "Don't say I'll clean you up."
"Hey, quickly clean up one and I'll see how capable you are." Bian Nan laughed.
Without even thinking about it, Qiu Yi reached out to grab his pants and yanked them down.
"Oh fuck!" Bian Nan jumped in shock, and quickly grabbed his pants, "You're crazy!"
"What's the matter with Fang Xiaojun?" Qiu Yi asked again, "Why don't you say I'll go back and ask Erbao directly."
"Don't ask him, don't ask him," Bian Nan pulled up his pants, "Hey! I told you, don't ask him, or he should think I betrayed him."
"Ok."
"Fang Xiaojun's bastard scammed all the money in the Erbao piggy bank," Bian Nan said quickly, "I filled the money for him, and agreed to pay me back 40 every year, let go!"
Qiu Yi let go of his arm, looked at him after a while and said, "I said, why is there a whole sum in the piggy bank, did you give it?"
"Have you peeked at his piggy bank?" Bian Nan gave him a sidelong glance, "Why are you peeking?"
"No peeking, he holds the money jar every day and waits to fill it up, sometimes I secretly put some in it," Qiu Yi frowned, "Fang Xiaojun tricked him away?"
"Yeah, squatting on the side of the road and crying, that's how I met Erbao," Bian Nan raised his hand to wipe off his sweat, "Can we go into the supermarket and turn on the air conditioner for a while?"
Qiu Yi walked into the supermarket and sighed: "I'm eight years old and my brain is still like this."
"He's just too simple," Bian Nan took a basket and wandered among the shelves, "Why don't I talk to him and let him be more discerning in the future."
"No need." Qiu Yi said.
"Why? Will someone deceive you next time?" Bian Nan didn't understand.
"He is lacking in heart, but not lacking in IQ. Can he still be deceived all the time? After being deceived once, he will understand." Qiu Yi took a tube of potato chips and put them in the basket, and said in a low voice, "How many years can he be innocent? .”
Bian Nan didn't make a sound.
The two of them bought some snacks in the supermarket. Bian Nan originally wanted to buy some more vegetables and eat a big meal made by Qiu Yi, but after Qiu Yi thought for a long time, he picked up an egg and shook it at him: "Egg fried rice Well, it just so happens that yesterday’s rice was overcooked and there is still some left over.”
"Fucking heartless!" Bian Nan was quite upset when he entered the courtyard, "I've been like a donkey for more than a month, and I'm almost training a table full of Chinese people, and you actually fried rice for me!"
"Fried rice for lunch?" Qiu Yan was hanging his feet to dry clothes in the yard, his eyes lit up when he heard Bian Nan's words.
"Yeah." Qiu Yi nodded.
"Ah—egg fried rice!" Qiu Yan yelled, the clothes in his hands fell on the floor without paying attention, "Egg fried rice!"
"...Egg fried rice can make you like this? I didn't see you succeed in the ribs and beef I made before!" Bian Nan went to pick up the clothes, took them to the sink, washed them, and handed them to Qiu Yan.
"My brother's egg fried rice is delicious," Qiu Yan introduced to Bian Nan with bright eyes, "Take it out during the spring outing, and our teachers will come to grab it!"
"Your school still has spring outings?" Bian Nan hugged him and pinched his face, "Isn't there no spring and autumn outings in school now?"
"Yes," Qiu Yi took the eggs into the kitchen, "Kids bring food and drink, and sit on the school playground to eat. After eating, it's considered a spring outing."
"We still play games!" Qiu Yan said.
"That's a fucking spring outing," Bian Nan laughed, "I'll take you on a summer outing after dinner!"
Bian Nan went into the room to say hello to Papa Qiu. Papa Qiu was sitting in a wheelchair watching TV. He was quite engrossed in watching the film about tearing up devils. Bian Nan couldn't take it anymore after watching it for a while, so he went to the kitchen.
"Do you want to help?" He saw that Qiu Yi had already filled out the leftovers and was beating eggs, "Your spiral punch is really good... I can't even see clearly."
"Please go out and play with Erbao for a while," Qiu Yi continued, "Don't bother me."
"Damn," Bian Nan pointed at him, turned around and left the kitchen, "I'm still annoying you, so annoying."
Qiu Yi's operations in the kitchen were obviously much more proficient than Bian Nan's. After playing with Qiu Yan for a while, Bian Nan could smell the fragrance wafting over.
This fragrance is not something that can be found in simple fried rice with eggs. Bian Nan wanted to go into the kitchen to have a look, but in the end he chose to play with Qiu Yan on the remote control car.
Ten minutes later, Qiu Yi brought out two plates of fried rice with eggs from the kitchen. Qiu Yan jumped up when he saw it, and ran over to bring a plate to the house: "Okay, okay!"
Bian Nan got up and went to the kitchen to help serve the plate. He was stunned when he saw the fried rice with eggs on the plate. The golden rice grains were dotted with red shrimp, ham sausage, and green onions, which looked quite beautiful.
Bian Nan swallowed, picked up the spoon on the plate, scooped a large spoon into his mouth, chewed twice and gave Qiu Yi a thumbs up: "You are awesome!"
Although he knew before that Qiu Yi could cook and he did a good job, Bian Nan felt that Qiu Yi's level was only one or two levels higher than his own. Only now did he know that he could kill himself with a single egg fried rice. All the goofy recipes for months.
"Can you fry some more?" Bian Nan picked up the rice on the plate, "I'll take some back to the dormitory for Wan Fei to taste, it's not inferior to Wan Fei's fucking skills."
"There's no food." Qiu Yi said.
"Cook it!" Bian Nan ate up the last few pieces of rice on the plate.
"If you get cold rice, when you cook hot rice, it will be a mess."
"Hey, don't care about the rice, you can fry it again, more, okay?"
"Row."
After eating, Qiu Yan ran in and out to collect the plates of several people, squatted by the sink while washing and asked, "Brother, where shall we go to play?"
"Where do you want to go?" Qiu Yi looked down at the shoes on his feet, tugged on the red socks, and wanted to go into the house to change a pair.
"I want to swim!" Qiu Yan replied.
"Then go swimming." Qiu Yi nodded.
"To what?" Bian Nan was taken aback.
"Swimming." Qiu Yi said.
"Swimming?" Bian Nan rubbed his nose, "Can... do other things?"
"Huh?" Qiu Yi looked at him, and after a while, the corners of his mouth slowly curled up into a smile, "You are a sports school student, can't swim?"
The author has something to say: I can finally say that I will have a rest tomorrow!
rest tomorrow!
Continue Saturday.
Speaking of the princess hug ⊙▽⊙, when I wrote it, I knew that someone would shout against me, hehe. But Bian Nan went to a sports school in junior high school and high school. He has played tennis for six years, and his feet are 1.8 meters and 44 yards. Isn't it normal for a princess to hold him? He is not a delicate flower, hey!
In addition, some girls have been asking how long this article is, and it will not be too short. It may be about the same as a bamboo horse.