hot summer gl

well.Ji Zi seemed to be holding back a smile and said: "Would you like to have a supper with me, a foodie?"

where are you?

School back door.You know that I don't know the way, so I have to trouble you to lead the way.

I sighed and forgot to tell her that I was at home.After the inexplicable quarrel in the afternoon, I turned my head and went home.

Well, I'll go find you.I said, maybe a little long.

In fact, it is not too long to go from home to school, but I feel that when waiting for someone, the time seems to be lengthened, and one minute becomes five minutes.

On summer nights, besides the moonlight, there are lights.

I seldom go out for a stroll at night, Mu Ran feels that this town has become strange for a long time, the former high-end shops are there, and so are the people who demolished the old houses, and now there are many barbecue stalls everywhere.Have times changed, or am I staying where I am?No way of knowing.

It took me a while to find Ji Zi who was a rascal under the tree at the school gate.She seems to only like white clothes, and every time I see her, the white clothes are fluttering, and some of them will faintly reveal a touch of black.

I have always thought that white clothes with black underwear are sexy.

I patted her on the shoulder, sorry for keeping you waiting.

fine.Ji Zi smiled at me, and naturally took my arm with one hand.I thought you were at school.

I didn't answer, and changed the topic: What do you want to eat?

She didn't answer the conversation either, and asked instead: What delicious food do you have here?

what else.I pouted, barbecue chant.

We went north along the road, and there was a new food stall not far from the school.I haven't been there, but the teacher at the school has been and said it's worth a visit.I propose where to go.

But when we got there, motorcycles were parked in front of the store, the clerks were busy on the grill, and the voices of men "guessing horses" came from the store from time to time, but fortunately, this is not a KTV.

Ji Zi suddenly showed a disappointed expression.Let's change house.She said, her eyes fixed on the calm and quiet shop next door.

Somehow, I remembered what Han had said and briefly recounted it to Ji Zi.Why is the business of that store not good, either it is not delicious or it is a scam.

After hearing this, Ji Zi laughed: Then have you heard another sentence?Trying new things can bring unexpected surprises.

What if it's a fright?

How can there be so many frights.She dragged me and said: Let's go, anyway, it's my treat, if it's really not good, just spend money to buy a lesson.

I shook my head helplessly, and remembered another sentence: After hearing a hundred famous quotes, your IQ can be reduced to zero.

When we got there, there was still no one in the store.The shopkeepers are a couple. When they saw us, their numb eyes suddenly became alive.

Ji Zi and I looked at the menu separately, and finally ordered a white pigeon porridge, a plate of grilled fish and oysters, and two bottles of beer.

It was surprisingly rich when it arrived.

Ji Zi blinked at me, as if to say: I am right.

Maybe the supper was really delicious, so we added a few more side dishes and ordered a few more bottles of beer.And this presumptuous behavior finally led to: Ji Zi was drunk.

I paid the bill, walked out of the store and was instantly sobered by the night wind, but Ji Zi, who was leaning half of his body on me, became even more drunk.Most of the beer went into her mouth.

The drunk Ji Zi didn't make any noise, his face didn't even turn red, he looked more like a sleeping person.

what to do?I asked myself.

Send her back to the house she rented?But this will leave a bad impression on the landlord, right?What's more, it's so late now... By the way, I just remembered that at this point, the school is also closed.There is no escape route on both sides, I can't let her "go to the street" alone.

In the end, I gritted my teeth and dragged Ji Zi back to my house.Fortunately, she is still a little conscious, otherwise I would not be able to drag a drunk person by myself.

☆, know

The next day, I slept until noon when the heat from the sun woke me up.Half asleep and half awake, I noticed the presence of a human figure.

Probably Ji Zi.

After finally getting home last night, I threw her on the sofa.Ji Zi's thin body fell limply on the sofa, I don't know if she fell asleep.

I didn't know she was really "unconscious" until I got rid of the bad smell of alcohol and came out of the bathroom, she still maintained the original posture.

Fortunately, she is better than Han to take care of.I found a lighter and a mosquito coil and lit them up.Then I turned on all the lights and turned on the fan—Guangxi in September is still unbearably hot—and watched TV in the living room.

About half an hour later, Ji Zi suddenly groaned in pain, and I was startled by her.She turned over and got off the ground by herself, walking forward unsteadily.After walking for a while, she stopped, her figure was a little dazed, and then she leaned on the wall and bent over to vomit.

I was stunned for a moment, and then I realized that she vomited uncomfortably.She probably wanted to run to the bathroom, but when she came to my house for the first time, she couldn't find the door that belonged to the bathroom.

After vomiting, Ji Zi was briefly sober.She came back alone, covering her mouth, and I was dumbfounded.

Sorry, I couldn't help it.she said weakly.

No...it's okay.

Ji Zi smiled weakly again, looked around, showing a confused expression.where is thisshe asked.

my home.I said.

oh.She nodded half understanding, well, I still have a headache, so I'm going to bed first.After speaking, she fell on the sofa again, face down.

The TV volume that I turned down was suddenly enlarged.I blinked, always feeling that this scene was very intrusive.But it's not time for fear.

I forced myself to dispose of the pile of filth before turning Jizi over to prevent her from suffocating myself.

The memory of last night suddenly came back, and I opened my eyes.It was indeed Ji Zi, she was sitting at the head of the bed, looking down at me with a smile.She was still dressed as last night, her black hair was a little messy.Maybe it's an illusion, I always think she smiles too sweetly.

She may or may not have woken up.

Anyway, I'm not fully awake yet.

Good morning.Ji Zi said, his voice was soft.

morning.I said in a daze, and turned sideways again to make myself more comfortable.

Ji Zi's hand moved to my face, she brushed away the messy hair on my face, and touched my face with her index finger wearing a Band-Aid, itching slightly.I turned my head to look at her, her eyes were filled with warmth.For some reason, the scene suddenly became a little ambiguous.In the room, the two women looked at each other inexplicably, indeed very ambiguously.

I thought I saw you sitting in the living room watching TV last night.After staring at each other for two or three seconds, Ji Zi finally spoke, and I snorted, motioning her to continue.What time did you go to bed last night?Do you know that you sleep for a long time?I've been worried about you for a long time.

I'm still worried about you.I thought to myself, of course I wouldn't tell her, I just said I didn't remember, so I buried my face in the pillow.

Hey, all right.Ji Zi let out a sigh of relief and was silent for a while. She nudged me twice and asked, "Where is this place?"

What kind of problem is this, has she forgotten what happened last night?So I asked her if she remembered what happened last night.

Have it?Ji Zi didn't seem to be pretending, after knowing his absurdity, he kept apologizing.God!Jin, I'm sorry!

I smiled helplessly at her, okay, you already apologized last night.

but……

Give you a chance to make up for your mistakes, I interrupted her and said, go out from my house, go straight to the left, come to a main road, and then go down, then you can see many people and small shops.Then, you go to buy something edible and come back.I'm starving.

good.Ji Zi suddenly became shy, that, Jin...

what?

Can I take a shower first?I'm about to stink too.

After Ji Zi went out, I officially got up.After washing up, I opened the closet.Before, I let her pick a random outfit from the wardrobe, if she didn't mind.

Only a few of the clothes I keep at home are summer clothes, so it is not difficult for me to know that Ji Zi wore a black short sleeve and a pair of cropped slacks from me.

After waiting for about half an hour, I heard the sound of someone going upstairs - I don't understand how the tenants will feel when they see Ji Zi who seems to appear out of thin air.This is the first time I've seen her in black clothes, black looks thinner, it's true.She looked twice as small as usual.

I bought xiao long bao and soy milk.Ji Zi found those two items out of a pile of plastic bags, and said: By the way, I also bought vegetables.She smiled at me and said: I have been eating at your house at noon.

Can.I bit my straw and said, but you can make lunch.

Ji Zi stood there in silence for a moment, then quietly said: Jin, forget about being lazy.

None of us knew that in the future, in the near future, this sentence would become her mantra.

Maybe it was because of that meal that our relationship took a step forward.I can't say why, maybe it's just a feeling.I have seen her embarrassment, and she has seen through my inertia.We are like people who know each other's secrets and tacitly know each other. This secret makes people feel an inexplicable sense of tacit understanding.

The second week after eating that meal, which is Monday.When the team raised the flag in the morning, I saw Zhang Ning in the crowd taking off the bandages.Her left hand hangs down naturally. If she doesn't say it, no one will know that she has been injured.

I went over and called her out.

Are you healed?

Um.She looked at me, and that's when I noticed a bluetooth headset hanging from her left ear, which was hidden by some hair, so it was hard to detect without looking closely.I'm tempted to sigh because this isn't the first time I've discovered these headphones.Not only that, but she also dozed off more often in class.

Zhang Ning seemed to go further and further away in her own world.

I was going to tell the teacher today.She said, can the teacher get a meal card for me at noon?

I thought about it and said: The last class in the morning is my class, so how about it, wait for me after school.

She nodded, her eyes were colorless, which made her extremely thin, and the black rope hanging around her neck was completely supported by her collarbone.I couldn't help but say: Even if it's for yourself, everything is fine.Stop being willful.

Zhang Ning smiled brightly.I don't, I know what I'm doing.she says.I could feel her eyes rest on my neck for a few seconds before leaving.

After she left, I took out the ring I was wearing, which was just a regular platinum ring.There are no words, no letters, and no weird "passwords".

After school in the morning, I waited for Zhang Ning to go downstairs together. When I reached the entrance of the cafeteria, I realized that something had been left in the office.Fortunately, the cafeteria is not far from the office.So I told her to wait and go get it by myself.

Jin, I've been waiting for you until the flowers are gone.As soon as I entered the door, Ji Zi said, and then she really brought out a bunch of withered flowers.

And this bouquet of flowers was actually given by the students on the previous Teacher's Day.

On September 9th, as soon as I walked into the classroom, I noticed a faint smell of conspiracy in the air.Sure enough, as soon as I arrived at the podium, the students who had always been lazy stood up and shouted slogans.The squad leader as a representative also came up and handed me a bouquet of flowers and a heart-shaped box.

I believe this scene has been experienced by both students and teachers.It is said that female teachers send flowers, while male teachers send potted plants.

Thanks, sit down.I think I can still maintain a sense of calm. The bouquet in my hand is heavy. On the contrary, the box is light.

What's this?I asked them.

The people in the class were talking all over the place, and the summary is: a small note written by each of them to me.They also said: Teacher, you can dismantle it when you go back, and look at it again when you go back!

how?I smiled and said: Are you still embarrassed?

As a result, they gave me a smirk in return, and even Zhang Ning, who is usually indifferent, also laughed.They said: No, they were afraid that you would beat us.

I glanced up at the clock, but the conversation was another topic.Speaking of which, we haven't written for a long time, right?

I haven't finished speaking yet, being low is a habitual rejection.Teacher don't!If you want to watch it, just watch it, don't punish us.

I didn't punish you.I shook my head, let's do this, it's okay not to write, just write micro-fiction.

what?

Micro-fiction within three sentences.Is this simple enough?They discussed it in the audience, and I said: Whatever you write, it is best to be original.

At this time, someone jumped out and objected, and what they said was well-founded: Teacher, these things are not tested in the exam!

Then let me ask you, how much knowledge do you still use from high school after you go out to society?Do you chat in classical Chinese or use functions to buy food?Will you use the acceleration to count the seconds to crash the car or use the recipe to make the drink?Would you use an atlas to find your way or genetically engineer your home to grow vegetables?

The whole class was silent, and I saw Zhang Ning's smile deepen on her face.

So, I said, write it, and I will collect it at night.Just write it on a small note, you don't need to write your name.

After a while, there was warm applause in the class.

After class, I went back to the office with flowers.Almost all the teachers who had classes got gifts, and Ji Zi was no exception.

Jin, the students in your class are really eccentric.she joked.The bouquet of flowers picked on her table was a bit shabby compared to mine.

Without thinking, I handed the flowers to her.Then give it to you.

Are you confessing to me?

I was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly my playfulness surged up, and I cooperated with her and said: Yes, I confess to you, do you want to be with me?

Only then did Ji Zi look at me seriously, his black and white eyes made me feel a little palpitated, not to mention there were other teachers around.I kind of regret making this joke, but fortunately, she accepts it as soon as she sees it.

You just want to bribe me with a bouquet of flowers, so I don't want it.

Hearing this, the teachers in the office all laughed.Young people just love to play.Teacher Lu concluded.

I secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and Ji Zi also turned his attention to the box.

What's this?food?she asked.

No, it's just a message from some students.

can I see?

Ok.

In the following time, we browsed through it roughly, and these messages can be roughly divided into three types: serious, funny, and confidant, and these people are all students I have taught before.

At this time, Ji Zi suddenly showed me a certain piece of paper. No name was written on it, but I could tell from the handwriting that it was Zhang Ning.

——Has your Rubik's Cube been restored?

☆, silent

Time went back to the present, facing the bunch of withered flowers in Ji Zi's hand, I didn't know how to respond.

Then throw it away.I opened my mouth dully, and then I left her alone and looked for the document in the drawer.

Incomprehensible guy.Ji Zi shouted, showing no signs of anger.She rolled her eyes and asked: Wait, where are you going?

In the cafeteria, my students are still waiting for me.I felt that there was nothing to hide, so I said it directly.What's more, Ji Zi didn't know that the person who wrote that note was Zhang Ning, and she didn't know what happened between us.No one knows, only we know each other well.

It's like the students in the class credulously believed in Zhang Ning's explanation of that little story.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a little dazed, said something hastily and left first, then went downstairs.

There is also a reason for me not to write the name of the micro-fiction submitted. I just don’t want to read the text with too many subjective thoughts, which will have too much influence on the judgment of good or bad.

In the first 10 minutes of the evening self-study, I looked at the past one by one.Although it needs to be original, there are still many students plagiarized, such as the short and short sentence: He died when he was born.

There are also funny ones: there are only two things in this world that I don't know.Neither will this, nor will that.

There is also a deeper meaning: Sorry, soldier, our shoes are not sold by singular.

The last is horrific: he holds his head and tells people he's not dead.

Seeing these similar tiny novels, I feel helpless, which is almost a common problem among students.I really want to throw the paper in the faces of those students and ask loudly: Do you really think I haven't read it?

But even so, I watched it patiently.Suddenly, a tiny novel that I had never seen before came into view.The handwriting, which is obviously girlish, reads: God regenerates the earth with his destructive power.

I picked this one out and put it aside, and continued to read.It didn't take long before I discovered Zhang Ning's handwriting. I am really familiar with her handwriting.Because I know too much, I am a little afraid to watch it.In fact, people are quite strange. When a person who has been pursuing you for a long time suddenly stops pursuing you, you will feel very uncomfortable, but this is not necessarily love.

After 10 minutes, I stood up holding a few fine works, and I used my right hand, hanging under the podium.

Everyone stop what you're doing.I said, and the students below looked up one after another.Do you still want these?Let me raise those similar little novels, this time with my left hand.

Unsurprisingly, no one said yes.Maybe they also understand that whether they want to come back or not is just a piece of paper.

Well.After I finished speaking, I threw the pile of uneven papers into the trash can.Next, let me read a few paragraphs that are better written, and then I ask those students to explain the meaning.Any comments?

ah?Teacher, didn't you throw it all away?

I didn't say where it was all.I take it for granted.

The students shouted that they were fooled.But it didn't take long for them to unite the front again, maybe they were thinking: Anyway, I don't care about my business.

So I read the phrase "Theory of God" again, but no one stood up after reading it.Most of the students looked at each other in blank dismay.Some lively female students urged the author desperately.

After a stalemate for 2 minutes, Zhang Ning's deskmate—of course not my department representative—stands up timidly.

What this means is... uh.The girl seemed to freeze, but I noticed that she seemed to be staring at something.When the earth is destroyed to a certain extent, the power of nature will destroy us humans.In a way, this is the rebirth of the planet.

The girl breathed a sigh of relief after she finished speaking, and I had no choice but to let her sit down. Maybe it doesn't matter what the truth is.

I read it all the way to the end, and when there was only the last sheet left, I had to face the two sentences written by Zhang Ning.Actually, I could pretend she didn't write well and throw it away with the pile of paper, but I couldn't.

Zhang Ning said:

I became indifferent step by step,

You look at me silently every day.

Under the curious eyes of the whole class, Zhang Ning stood up calmly.

Very simply, she said, it was about a patient with depression.

When I saw Zhang Ning, she was waiting behind the students who were going to eat in the cafeteria. The place was always overcrowded. If I had no choice, I would not choose to live on campus.

teacher.Seeing me coming, she called softly.

I nodded and led her into the far left side of the cafeteria, where there is a small office, usually for students to recharge their meal cards.I asked the staff to explain my purpose of coming, and sent the materials. The other party didn't have much doubts. They just found a form and asked Zhang Ning to fill it out.After filling out the form, the other party let me in. He fiddled with the computer and talked to me from time to time, but Zhang Ning was left outside.

Taking advantage of the spare time, I looked out. Zhang Ning, who was leaning sideways against the wall, had a feeling of fragility.The students in the cafeteria were noisy, the food was steaming, the whole space was noisy, and she was the only one who was quiet.Oh, yes, and me, the silent me.

I clearly know what kind of person she is. Although she didn't talk much when she was in the first year of high school, she is gentle with others and has a good relationship with classmates.Occasionally I can still see her chatting and laughing with the group of girls.In terms of study, on the surface, Zhang Ning likes to be in a daze, but in fact she still listens carefully to the lectures. People who know when to listen to the lectures are no worse than those who listen carefully to the whole course.

Just like the math teacher's evaluation of her: that student, I don't see how she writes in class, but she can answer any formulas asked.

And now?The change in her is palpable.Psychological changes are more decadent than physical defects.

Not long after, the cafeteria staff handed me a new meal card and a round iron cutlery card.I was surprised that the original rectangular cutlery card was replaced by it. If the school did not ask to return the "two cards" for each student, I could still keep it as a souvenir.

To this day, I still remember that in the first year of junior high school, my class teacher also brought me here.She is a soft-spoken midday female teacher who must wear a "little bee" in class, so I like her history class the most.

I was also left outside the cafeteria, but it was evening and the cafeteria was empty.When I was in a daze, the head teacher came out and handed me an old meal card and a scratched tableware card.

The school has no new ones for the time being, so you use them first.I nodded in a daze, and she said again: There is no spare bed right now, so you can live with your classmates for a while, is that okay?

I said yes.So I carried my luggage and followed her across the court to the girls' dormitory building.What the head teacher didn't know was that I felt lonely and helpless for the first time following her.

done.I walked up to the dazed Zhang Ning and patted her on the shoulder, and she woke up like a frightened animal.I put the card into her hand and said: When will you move to school.

Tonight, I'll go back and pack my luggage.Zhang Ning said, following me out of the stuffy cafeteria, the fresh air outside was refreshing.

Are there any extra beds?

Zhang Ning was silent for a while, showing a faint smile.What if not?You don't know why I live on campus.She said, her tone a little aggressive.This kind of her is like the original her.After all, we haven't talked about personal matters for a long time.

I know, but what if I know?I sigh, only sigh.No one is forcing you, don't be so immature.

Zhang Ning stopped talking and looked at me biting her lip. Maybe she was concerned about my feelings, after all the students were walking around here.

After a while, Zhang Ning put down a soft tone: There are still vacancies in dormitory 303, so the teacher doesn't have to worry.

Ok.

At this moment, Ji Zi's appearance broke the almost weird atmosphere.She walked over carelessly, looked at Zhang Ning a little, and then naturally took my arm.

Jin, are you done yet?Let's go out to eat.

You let me go first.I hinted at her in a low voice, but Ji Zi pushed harder.

This is the student you mentioned, right?I recognize her.Ji Zi said that Zhang Ning's undercurrent and turbulent emotions could not be detected with a friendly appearance.

Zhang Ning didn't answer, but just fixed his gaze on my hand.Did she misunderstand something?

Teacher, I'm going first.Zhang Ning said seemingly calmly, and left in a hurry without waiting for my answer.

Jin, your student is so scary, did I say something wrong?Ji Zi looked at her back thoughtfully.

No.I said, forcing myself to look away, let's go, didn't I say I was going to eat?your treat.

ah?You exploited me again.Ji Zi pursed his mouth, but he started to move forward, and in front of us was Zhang Ning's back.

Where the future will go, I don't know early on.

☆, household

At the end of September, Ji Zi's nonsense was still unfinished, but her new hair had grown out.There is a small piece of golden color on the top of the hair, and the half-black and half-yellow hair that is a little faded down the bottom, which doesn't look out of place.

She is more like a college student with full of personality, expressing her rebellion in the form of hair dyeing.

At this moment, this college student is looking at the old toys I put at home. I think she is about the same age as me and should be able to understand.But after thinking about it, isn't Han, who is my age, not interested at all?

Ever since Ji Zi knew the address of my home, he always "stopped by" from time to time for a meal.Her explanation for this is: it is too expensive to eat out alone, and it is too troublesome to cook at home.Of course, she has a thick skin and I have no reason to drive her away.

There is a song in the room, the song "Pretty Maids Allin Row" that I have played countless times.I have listened to it when I was frustrated, listened to it when I was depressed, and listened to it on many occasions. Its melody has long been familiar to me, but every time I listen to the ending, the urge to cry is always there.

I hummed along with the song, immersed in the sad tune, when Ji Zi spoke, she held the bamboo figurine in one hand and said to me: Jin, the toys you had when you were young were so crude.

I don't have a carpenter father.I said with my eyes closed.Of course it's crude, but I did it myself.

I don't know if she heard my sadness, and immediately changed her words: Actually, it's not bad, it's still very creative.

The so-called bamboo figurines are made with simple methods and tools, requiring only a section of thin bamboo, a long rope and a knife.Cut the details into five bamboo sections of different lengths, which are used as the head, body and limbs respectively, and the former are connected.In the end, just tie it up with a rope.But here, it's just the same rope.Drill two interconnected small holes on the left and right sides of the body first. One end of the rope is threaded into the left leg in advance, then passed up through the hole on the left side of the body, passed into the left hand, and tied. The other end is the same operation.The last thing to do is to find a desk with a little gap, put the bamboo figure on the table, and pull the rope underneath to make the bamboo figure "move".

Of course, sometimes we will tie a small bamboo sword to the hand of the bamboo man.In that era when toys were scarce, this was considered a great joy among children.

It's a pity that I can't find a desk with a gap now.After I explained the gameplay to Ji Zi, I said with emotion.

She put the bamboo man back where it was, and there was a new pony, with a black guitar bag and a white guitar next to it.Ji Zi came over and sat next to me.Even if there is, no one will play with you.she says.

lets change a topic.I said, and switched the music to random mode, Ji Zi was completely unaffected by that song.It's useless for people who don't know how to appreciate it to let her listen.

What about talking nonsense?When will you do it?I asked.

Isn't this inconvenient, or, isn't it National Day after a while?I'll do it then.

you don't go back?

I want it too.She was aggrieved, but it was too expensive to go back, and this year is also the Mid-Autumn Festival, my brother will definitely drag me around.She scratched her hair, it was scary to think about it, and she still didn't go back.

I said a word, stopped answering the call, picked up a book and read it.I thought: as long as you are not bad at my house.Too bad that's not going to happen.

how about you?what's your plan?Ji Zi asked.

Stay at home, eat, sleep and read.When it came to National Day, I thought of it. Didn't Han say that the wedding will be held in November? It's almost October, and I haven't seen her say a specific time.The university friend who has been with me for six years is about to get married, and only I can understand the feeling of it.After all, people are in pairs, and I am still alone.

Zhang Ning's face suddenly jumped out, as if he was accusing me: Then why do you still reject me?

You are so boring, you are a house girl.Ji Zi pulled a pillow and hugged it in his arms, "reckless behavior" was written all over his young face.She brought her face closer to block my view.Stop reading, let's go shopping.

don't go.I immediately declined.

why?

It's so hot that I don't want to go.I said, besides, there is nothing to visit.

Ji Zi glanced out the window, resting his chin in thought.She said slowly, it seems to be the same, how long will it be hot here?

About the end of October.I replied without raising my head. I only remembered after reading a page. This is Zhang Ning’s book. I didn’t return it when she didn’t want it back. I thought the office cabinet was too messy some time ago, so I packed it and brought it back together. .There is a quote in the book: Lu Yitong, everything has changed.

What?Ji Zi sighed, why did it take so long!

Subtropical and tropical generally only have two kinds of weather, either cold or hot.I remembered that when I was a school in Guizhou, it was still snowing in winter.Perhaps, the teacher's departure is also related to the inability to adapt to the climate.

Ji Zi's hand climbed onto my arm, jokingly said: Fortunately, I'm cold.It can also be used as a free air conditioner for you.

I always feel that this is implying something.So I turned my head to look at her. Ji Zi often smiled, with focused and bright eyes. It was a kind of enjoyment to be stared at by such a person.But behind such enjoyment, there are reasons that cannot be delved into.

Why are you looking at me like that?She smiled, or did you finally find out about me?

I looked away and said: You are as thick-skinned as Han.

Who is Han?

a friend of mine.

oh.Ji Zi let out an oh sound of disinterest, and then lay down on the hardwood bed in my house.She lay casually, her whole body exuded the smell of youth.I thought again and again, she must be younger than me.But this time, curiosity finally defeated reason, and I couldn't help but ask her age.

She looked at me suspiciously, but told the truth: after December of this year, she will be 24.And you?

More than a year older than you.

I thought you were much older than me.She half-jokingly said, otherwise, how could it be so boring?

That's just your opinion, and I think that's fine.I said, don't talk, don't disturb my reading.

Hearing this, she turned over angrily, and said to me: If you don't talk, don't talk, I'm asleep, don't disturb me.

In this regard, I smile unconsciously.

Before six o'clock in the afternoon, before the courier shop closed, I sent Zhang Ning's book to Lan in Guizhou, and enclosed a letter asking her to comment on it and how to improve it.Of course I didn't tell her Zhang Ning's identity.Unlike me, Lan prefers to review books.She also joked: If you don't become a teacher that day, it would be nice to be a critic.

After finishing all this, I walked back along the route I came from, and bought a random "sour food" on the way.This is the local name. I really can't think of other words to replace it. The dialect is full of uncommon words.

In fact, this thing is a mixture of various marinated vegetables and fruits, generally including radish, cabbage, burdock, mango, pineapple, tomato and Tangli.Add some sugar and chilli and serve.But they are called that because their taste is a mouth-watering sourness.

When I got home, Ji Zi was making dinner.There seems to be a tacit understanding between us, as long as she is in my house, she will provide all three meals.It's just that she likes to add a lot of chili when cooking, which is said to be derived from her father.One night, I suddenly remembered this incident and asked her: Then why didn't you inherit your father's drinking capacity?

How do you know I have no genetics?What if my dad drinks as much as I do.Ji Zi retorted, and when she said this, a bottle of Liquan in front of her had already been drunk.We packed skewers from the night market and sat on the roof drinking and eating meat under the moonlight.

I'm not unfamiliar with such a scene, it's just a different person.I raised my glass and clinked with her, and said: Didn't you say that people in Guizhou are very good at drinking... Forget it, let's not talk about it.Why!Don't get drunk, be careful I leave you here to feed the mosquitoes.

Ji Zi smiled, and said quietly: Who is drunk?

No matter who got drunk first, the only thing I can be sure of is now, the strong and pungent smell of green pepper rushed into my nasal cavity, and I couldn't control myself and sneezed several times.

When Ji Zi heard the movement, he turned his head and looked over, gloating.Go back to your room and stay there, and you are not willing to install a range hood.

Whenever she cooks, she wears a floral apron, saying that her white shirt is dirty and difficult to wash.At that time, I just answered the sentence: put the clothes in the rice washing water and boil them until they are not boiled.

You don't even see if it can fit there.I put the plastic bag on my hand and covered my mouth and nose with a buzzing airway. After I finished speaking, I realized that we had learned to confront each other unconsciously, but this was not sharp and troublesome, but another. kind of fun.

It seems to be oh.Ji Zi stir-fried it twice, took out the plate she had prepared and put out the dishes. She made green peppers with tiger skin.For me, the taste alone was unconditionally rejected by me.I prefer hot and sour.

It's time for you to redecorate.After a while, Ji Zi said.

I didn't answer, and hurried back to the room, closing the door and turning on the fan in one go, and I was relieved a little by the power of the artificial wind.When you are distracted, you have the energy to think about other things.What exactly does Ji Zi want to do?Wasn't she content with changing my hair, my clothes, or whatever?Do I have to change even the house that I haven't changed since I was a child?

Thinking of this, I was a little dazed, and subconsciously I felt that Ji Zi was a vigorous person, like