After transferring to another school, I was at the same table as the school girl who had a crush on

The next day the weather turned fine and the temperature rose, and the morning sun shone warmly through the windows early in the morning. It was really more suitable for sleeping in!

Shang Yang got up late again as a matter of course.

When he put a coat on his head with one hand, put on shoes with one foot, and grabbed his trousers with the other hand and kicked in, he wished to immediately worship the octopus as a teacher, and it was only 10 minutes before the class started.

Before he had time to eat breakfast, he hurriedly grabbed his handsome bangs in front of the mirror, grabbed his schoolbag and rushed to school.

Hurry up and hurry up, he actually stepped on the point and was not late.

He glanced at the empty space next to him.

...Li Qing was late.

It wasn't until the end of the morning self-study that Li Qing, with wet black hair, covered with cold wind, and a cold white face, stepped on the bell to the classroom in a hurry.Everyone in the class was not surprised by this scene. No one paid any attention to him when he should be eating, drinking, and busy writing homework.

Shang Yang glanced at his watch, it was eight o'clock.He sneered.

not easy?

Shang Houde arrived at Shangxi on the second night.

That fashionable masculine finished the entire physics paper at home, and was too lazy to go downstairs to eat waste oil, so he lazily carried his mobile phone and earphones to the kitchen, planning to cook some egg noodles.

The house where Shang Yang lives now is the old dormitory of Shang Yang's father in Shangxi High School.

26 years ago, Shang Houde graduated from junior college, and the first school he practiced was Shangxi High School.This house was the welfare housing allocated to him by the school that year.After working for several years, Shang Houde bought the house.Later, Shang Houde was poached by Shengyi High School because of his outstanding teaching ability, and the house was not sold, so he just stayed.

The welfare housing is quite small. This house only has two bedrooms, one living room and one bathroom, less than [-] square meters.The kitchen and living room are connected together.

Shang Houde held the doorknob and stood at the door of the living room, seeing this scene.

The setting sun is like an oily salted egg yolk, showing half of its face on the kitchen window, the orange brilliance spreads down the window and spreads in the room, the range hood is whirring, and the warm smell of oily smoke hits the face Then came the scolding and reprimanding of the parents downstairs helping their children with homework, and the terrified barking of the dog downstairs, the meowing sound of scolding the dog downstairs, and the dog downstairs screaming. Aunt Xia killed the roar of the audience: "Don't let people watch TV!"

The sound stopped abruptly.

Big Mom is mighty.

Against the background of an ecologically harmonious old community, a 17-year-old boy with a handsome skeleton is wearing earphones, twisting his waist, humming a song, and cooking noodles behind his back.

Shang Houde was carrying the old suitcase, watching this scene almost greedily.

I haven't seen him for several years. The elementary school student who used to roam the rivers and lakes with a plastic sword bought for ten yuan at the gate of the park all day long, turned himself into a mud monkey, and clamored that he was roaming the rivers and lakes has grown up.

He's a handsome young man on his own.

In the sky above fate, time is really the most fair and ruthless recorder in the world.

Maybe it was because of being stared at for a long time, or because he heard the movement, Shang Yang, who was behind the door, suddenly turned his head and looked back.

Shang Houde instinctively hid back.

Before Shang Yang knew about it, he had peeked at Shang Yang countless times, sometimes at his father-in-law's house, sometimes at Provincial No. [-] High School, and sometimes at the basketball court where Shang Yang often played.

Every time he feels that he will be discovered, he always hides subconsciously.

But he forgot that today was at his own door.

The noodles in the pot were gurgling, the cabbage was boiled into a big soft lump, the old exhaust fan was making a whirring noise, Shang Yang quietly turned his head to look at Shang Houde.

Shang Houde was caught straight, and said in a low voice: "...I, I just..."

Shang Yang was as indifferent as if he was greeting a guest who broke in by accident: "Grandpa said you would come tonight, come in. The noodles are only for one person, and you prepare the dinner yourself."

Shang Houde said with amnesty: "Okay, okay, I know, I prepare it myself. Yangyang, do you eat other than noodles? Let me make it for you? Eat more nutritious, you are growing up."

"I don't need you to care about it." Shang Yang replied irritably.

Shang Houde's words stuck in his throat.

After saying that, Shang Yang regretted it.In his sentence, there are too many irritated anger accumulated due to his dissatisfaction with Shangxi High School and being forced to transfer.

Perhaps it was because the environment of my childhood home was too easy for people to relax their vigilance, so that Shang Yang could no longer hide his emotions.

this is not good.

He regained his politeness and politeness: "Mr. Shang, please do your own thing. I'm going to study." Then he took a rag, took away the bowl of noodles and the pot, and turned his head into the bedroom.

Shang Houde watched him go, speechless to persuade him to stay.

The living room became deserted again.

Shang Houde walked into the living room slowly, gently put down his luggage, and threw himself into the sofa, feeling exhausted in every bone in his body.He rubbed his face wearily with his hands.

I'm so tired.

The next morning, in order not to go out with Shang Houde, Shang Yang woke up half an hour early.

As he passed the master bedroom, he turned his head and glanced.The bed inside was clean and tidy, as if no one had slept on it last night.

Shang Houde left long ago.

On the table in the living room was breakfast, millet porridge, tea eggs and two steamed buns warming in a pot.

Shang Yang pursed his lips, didn't take anything, and went straight to school.

It's been a long time since I got up early and I'm not used to it. When I arrived at school, Shang Yang's head was still muddy.After buying a small steamed bun, I was able to unknowingly add four tablespoons of chilli to the staring eyes of the stall owner.

Then after taking the first bite, I was so spicy that I burst into tears.

Sticking out his tongue and crazily pouring soy milk, he finally came back to life when he received a long text message from Shang Houde.

"Yangyang, I'm Dad. This is my number, please remember it. If you are new to this school, if you have any inconvenience, please come to me."

"Li Qing told me before coming here yesterday. The former principal of Shangxi High School rented the school's original carport to a nearby plastic bowl factory as a warehouse. Students' cars can only be parked outside the school, and they are easy to lose. Li Qing and Yufei and a few high school students organized a group, and found an old security guard to show them the car. It costs 2000 yuan a month, and all the classes in the school will share the cost equally."

"If you go to school by bike, remember to park your car in a car shed with security outside the school."

One minute later, Shang Houde sent him another text message: "Yangyang, don't worry, I will find a way to solve this matter as soon as possible."

Shang Yang stared at the text message several times, and suddenly thought of words such as protection fee and parking that he heard from the first-year high school students two days ago.

...The protection fee is actually this?

Did he misunderstand Li Qing?

Glancing at the empty seat beside him, Shang Yang was in a delicate mood.

He is not a pure and good person, he does not have such a high moral and cleanliness, he has fought and skipped class in Provincial No. [-] High School, and when dealing with those gangsters who engage in school violence, he is at most just a few words of persuasion and help, and he will not be stupefied Frozenly engage in reporting and direct confrontation.

But towards Li Qing, he was prejudiced and indifferent from the very beginning.

He took a deep breath.

When Li Qing goes to school, he should take the initiative to show his kindness as an apology.

So when Shang Yang used the language book to prevent him from playing with his mobile phone, he would glance at the door of the classroom every now and then, waiting for Li Qing to come over.

This waited for a whole morning.

Li Qing skipped class.

Shang Yang: ...

He felt that his brain that he thought Li Qing was not bad just now must have been eaten by the wild boar after the storm.

After school at noon, Shang Yang still didn't wait for Li Qing, but he waited for Yu Fei to come to play with him.

Holding a basketball in his arms, Yu Fei wore a white sports headband on his forehead, and a sports vest, shorts and jersey with blue letters on a white background.His facial features were quite youthful and evil. He leaned on the door frame with his elbows crossed, and just stood there, all the girls in the class kept looking at him.

To change the background, definitely a Taiwanese youth love movie actor.

Yu Fei gave Shang Yang a cool smile: "Going to play?"

After two days in Shangxi High School, Shang Yang also knew that Yu Fei was the absolute best in Shangxi, and he didn't want to offend him.He put on his wallet, hooked his shoulders and said: "Okay, it's settled, I'll invite you for today's drink."

He has good grades but is not arrogant and arrogant, skipping classes and fighting for his friends is never timid, has a cheerful personality and can take jokes, and always treats guests generously. Yang seems to have the talent to be able to mingle with anyone quickly.

I bought a bottle of pulsation for everyone in the team, Xiaolu showed off his three-point shooting skills, and laughed and said a few dirty jokes, Shang Yang soon hooked up with Yufei and his friends Take a back and call a buddy.

"Let's play together next time, your three-pointer is really good."

Shang Yang took the bottle of Pulse, and winked: "I'm better at other places, do you want to try?"

All the boys in the audience laughed obscenely.

What surprised Shang Yang was that Li Qing was not among this group of people.

Looking for an opportunity to leave the field for a break, Shang Yang sat on a long stone bench next to the playground, wearing a sweaty jersey, watching the people on the field dribble the ball.

This guy, Yufei, is so popular with women. Once the ball is in his hands, no matter whether he scores a goal or not, there will be a crowd of women screaming on the sidelines.

Shang Yang clicked his tongue twice meaningly, seeing that the bottle in his hand was empty.He got up to get a new bottle of Pulse, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar purple gift box and pink envelope in an open black schoolbag next to the box of Pulse.

It looks exactly the same as the one Li Qing picked up at the school gate last night.

"Li Qing picked it up for me." Yu Fei didn't know when he was going to end up. He was bending over to drink water, still panting, "This guy is soft but hard, and he never rejects girls."

Shang Yang looked at Yu Fei.

Is this an explanation for Li Qing?

Yu Fei patted Shang Yang on the shoulder: "Dude, I heard that you are at the same table as Li Qing. He has not been easy these years. Do me a favor and take care of him for me."

Another person who said that Li Qing was not easy.

Shang Yang smiled: "They're all classmates, why don't you take care of them? Besides, brother Yu, who else can't take care of you, you want me to take care of you."

Yu Fei just shook his head and smiled: "That's different."

After playing the game at noon, Shang Yang didn't even figure out what was the difference in the phrase "that's different".

Li Qing skipped class for a full day and a half.

After school at noon on the third day, Shang Yang, who was impatient with the queue at the cafeteria and had a lot of money and people, had already found out a few good small fry shops nearby, and planned to open a meat dish at noon.

Flying far away on a skateboard, he realized that he didn't bring his wallet.

Going back to the house unhappily, Shang Yang slammed open the classroom door, and saw a thin black-haired, cold-skinned person sitting in the last row of the classroom, who was eating with his head down while flipping through a book.

Li Qing.

As if he heard the movement, Li Qing looked up at him, saw that it was Shang Yang, then lowered his eyelashes silently, and continued to eat in silence.

Although he made up his mind to show his favor, seeing Li Qing's obvious defensive indifference, Shang Yang didn't know where to start.

Holding the skateboard between his hands, he bent down and fished out his wallet from his drawer pocket, and glanced at Li Qing's lunch box from the corner of his eye.

What Li Qing used was an old iron lunch box with cracked corners, which contained only a small dish of pickles and cauliflower that looked like it had no oil, salt or meat, and the rest was white rice.

At noon, he eats this?

As if sensing Shang Yang's gaze, Li Qing subconsciously raised his hand to cover it, then realized that it was futile, and quickly let go.The black forehead hair and long eyelashes drooped, hiding the emotions in his eyes.

Shang Yang pretended not to see him, shook his wallet, and left with his skateboard in his arms.

Three or ten minutes later, Shang Yang slammed the door open, raised his left and right hands high, each holding three large pizza takeaway boxes, with a skateboard under his armpit, as if performing acrobatics, stepping on a drunken fist With a steady pace, he swayed in and out, sucking in his breath: "Hot, hot, hot..."

Five or six students in the classroom looked at him in surprise.

Shang Yang put the pizza on an empty seat in the last row, and said carefreely: "Today is my birthday, please change the taste together. Come, come, one person, one box, everyone who sees has a share, don't be polite to me ah."

He sent a box to everyone present in the class: "Eat it while it's hot, and keep it if you can't finish it. Ask the teacher to borrow the microwave oven to heat it up at night. It's not a waste. Pizza Hut's pizza is still pretty good."

When he got to Li Qing's side, he specially picked out the box with the largest portion and the most meat, and put it on his table.

Before Li Qing could speak, he hummed a song with his earphones on and went out again on his skateboard.