life after death

As soon as Su Junping was allowed to approach, he put up his airs instead, kept a distance of two steps from his mother, and said sadly, "Mom, do you not like me anymore?"

Yang Hong was puzzled by his question, but she was naturally soft-tempered, so she immediately relaxed and said, "What's wrong?"

"Look," Su Jun said flatly, "it's rare for you to come to school and leave without even looking at me. After you came out, you still dislike me and don't let me touch you!"

Yang Hong: "..."

Is this the problem?

She wanted to reprimand her son's aura, and she tried again and again, and she couldn't lose her temper after being teased by him like this.She pulled him to the corner of the corridor and said, "Mom won't kill you, so just tell me what's going on. You broke everyone's bones. If it gets to your dad, let's see how he handles it." you!"

Su Junping thought that I would not be afraid, so he said gratefully, "Mom is better."

But he just refused to give a reason.Boys of this age have such meaningless self-esteem, saying Wang Zifeng's harsh words, it's like a primary school student crying and complaining after a fight, it's embarrassing.

Su Junping thought magnanimously, anyway, he won the fight thoroughly, so the role of crying buns should be given to Wang Zifeng.

His mouth was as strong as a clam shell, and he couldn't pry it open. It wasn't the first time Yang Hong saw him like this. He rubbed his brows and asked his son to go back to class first, and deal with the next thing by himself.

After Su Junping got it over with, his mother was not afraid of anything, and happily went back to the designated area for the sports meeting.

After Chen Yilin moved the watermelon, he had to cut the watermelon and ensure that each piece of watermelon was very even to avoid conflicts among classmates.

He is a skilled worker, but Wang Wenjie is not.It is also the first time for Wang Wenjie this year, and it can be said that there are many situations.A round watermelon split two to one with a knife; because there was no table, they cut it on a chair. This brother probably thought the skin of the watermelon was too slippery, so he turned the melon with the flesh side down and cut it a few times. , the watermelon juice is flowing all over the floor...

The classmates gathered around him, picking and picking those watermelon pieces of different sizes.

"Hey, I want this, I have already said that I want this!"

"This piece is so small, give me another piece!"

"I get so many seeds, it's so troublesome to eat!"

"I'm so far away, it's not sweet at all!"

……

After Wang Wenjie cut half of it, he waved his hands away and went to wash his hands with a grunt.

When Chen Yilin went to wash his hands, he happened to come out of the toilet. Wang Wenjie couldn't help but look at him with pity.

Wang Wenjie said with a sad face: "Squad leader, you are so great! I didn't even know that the squad leader worked so hard!"

Chen Yilin: "...It's okay."

Wang Wenjie grinned and said, "Damn, they are really talking too much, I can't wait to slap watermelons on those people's heads! Pick and choose if you are capable, cut it yourself!"

Chen Yilin wanted to say that it doesn't matter if the cuts are even in size, but he thought that Wang Wenjie was also kind enough to help (although it was a waste of help), so he listened to his complaints in silence.

"I really don't know what's going on in the minds of this group of people. They can't make up their minds about anything. They helped him settle down and he was full of complaints. I just made it clear that I can't decide whether to like milk tea. When I got it, I was evasive and prevaricated." It’s turning adultery into a gangster, and if it’s really a gangster, it’s time to set up a memorial archway! Pooh, god damn shameless! Shameless!”

Chen Yilin was dazed by Wang Wenjie's miraculous metaphor, and he was stunned before realizing: "Is this why they fought just now?"

"That's right," Wang Wenjie patted him on the shoulder, "Squad leader, don't take it to heart. You are thinking of them, and everyone with a discerning eye knows it. Don't hang out with a few blind people. It's not worth it!"

Chen Yilin's heart skipped a beat violently and clearly, and he hissed like a toothache. He was not in the mood to listen to Wang Wenjie's complaints, so he said hello and left.

When he returned to his seat, Xiao Yiling was counting the money, Chen Yilin took the wad of banknotes and said, "Let me count, tell me what happened just now."

Xiao Yiling explained that she was also the deputy squad leader after all, and she didn't have Wang Wenjie's fear of chaos in the world, so she specially beautified Wang Zifeng's words.But who is Chen Yilin? He believed half of Wang Wenjie's words first, and the other half put aside those colorful embellishments.

Seeing that his expression was not right, Xiao Yiling hurriedly said: "Squad leader, don't be angry, Wang Zifeng may have lost his temper, you know that Su Junping has a big temper, everyone is a little... not happy, it is inevitable that this kind of thing will happen."

Chen Yilin interrupted her with a wave of his hand, and handed her the counted money: "I will meet Su Junping later and give it to him. He bought the milk tea just now."

After finishing speaking, she covered a magazine and went to sleep. Xiao Yiling couldn't figure out what he meant, and didn't dare to disturb him.The classmates who had heard Wang Zifeng swear at their mothers all the time before, now saw that the class monitor always felt a little bit guilty, and saw him cautiously avoiding him during the break, so his surroundings were extraordinarily quiet.

Chen Yilin helped the sliding magazine and thought, it doesn't look like a sports meeting, only the March of the Volunteers played on the radio, which has a lively feeling.Maybe it's because the quality of the broadcast is too bad, or maybe it's because it's been used for too long, and the song is up and down intermittently, and the lively and happy feeling is gradually drifting away, only the coated paper on the face is particularly real.When he blinked, he could feel the touch of eyelashes sweeping across the smooth paper, itching.

Chen Yilin fumbled for the eight words in his heart: Mourning for his misfortune, angering him for nothing.I didn't know what it was like for a while.

He opened his eyes and thought: What right do I have to draw conclusions on him so arrogantly?Is it because of a little better grade than him?Because he is a problem child who is a headache for the teacher, and I am a reassuring good child?

He thought of the fried chicken that Su Junping stuffed his mouth full on the road, and the warm touch on his lips seemed to still be there.

He finally made a summary for himself: Chen Yilin, you have been reading for so many years, and you have read into the stomach of a dog.

Between the bridge of the nose and the magazine was a white light, like a wonderful and unknown dream.Chen Yilin picked out the magazine, casually flipped through a few pages, and found that it was a travel magazine.

He never imagined that someone at this age would actually read travel magazines... although they are quite good-looking.

"Whose is this?"

Xiao Yiling glanced at it and said, "It seems to belong to Su Junping."

Chen Yilin: "..."

Just when Su Junping came back, seeing Chen Yilin flipping through his magazines, he graciously moved a stack over: "A Lin, if you like it, just read it slowly, the food column in it is very good, every time I pester me Mom will make it for me, and you can also ask your mother to make it for you."

Chen Yilin paused and said softly, "Thank you."

The kindness that surged like a tide made him a little at a loss.He wanted to say a few more words to Su Junping at first, but when he finished tangling whether to touch his sleeve with his left hand or his right hand, and how to say a natural opening remark, Su Junping had already walked away and sat in the back laughing with Wang Wenjie and the others. up.

Chen Yilin looked around that corner unscrupulously while cleaning his glasses.It was a corner that was clearly under the shadow but full of sunshine, and he couldn't reach it.

That afternoon, he helped Su Junping block the field tour teacher three times, otherwise, according to Su Junping's carefree personality, he would have been caught with a mobile phone long ago.

But Chen Yilin was still too busy, staring at the small blackboard full of competitions all day long, afraid of missing a game, and had to deal with various chores, so he didn't say a few words to Su Junping all afternoon.

When Su Junping asked him how many magazines he had read, he was doing his homework during the evening self-study, and he could only answer honestly: "Not even two."

There was a very interesting adventure column serialized in it, and Chen Yilin read so few of them, the two of them naturally couldn't discuss it further.Usually he would like to do this, but today he feels ashamed and always wants to say a few words to feel at ease.But after racking his brains for a long time, he suddenly discovered to his horror that there was nothing to talk about except study.He doesn't play games; basketball, the three-pointer he practiced in a fit of anger, can only do three-pointers; sneakers, he doesn't know anything about those brands.

He turned around and wanted to help Su Junping solve a few math problems, but Su Junping was obviously out of his mind today, his butt stuck to the chair was already at his limit, he didn't know where he threw the math homework book, and he was holding an English book upside down , I had a great time playing with my mobile phone inside.

Chen Yilin frowned, looked down at his homework and asked, what am I doing?

He was surprised by his hypocrisy, and decided to apologize to Su Junping, but unfortunately, it didn't work out, Su Junping was called out by Boss Xie in the middle of playing with his mobile phone, and stayed until the end of self-study at night.

The next day, the sun was getting brighter, and the excitement of the sports meeting had receded by half. Su Junping stuck out his tongue uselessly, and said lazily: "I'm so hot, I'm so hot. Ah Lin, can I stop running for 5000 miles?" Rice?"

Chen Yilin squinted at him and nodded.

Su Junping was a little surprised, sat up straight at once, stopped pretending to be a dog, stared at Chen Yilin's face for a while as if he was about to stare a hole, and said after a while, "I...I'd better run."

The 5000-meter race is the most miserable race in the sports meeting, and a race that not many people look forward to.If you have this spare time to look at their constipated faces, it is better to watch the 100-meter sprint, it is obviously much more handsome!

Su Junping looked distressedly at the old sports code pinned to his T-shirt, which was yellowish and had a musty smell that had been dusty for a long time. He wanted to vomit before the heat came up.

Chen Yilin went to the inspection office to see him.

"Would you like some water while you run?"

"want!"

"Then I'll bring you some water over the playground later, it's just around the corner."

Su Junping didn't know that Chen Yilin was not qualified to deliver water. There were regulations on long-distance running, and only volunteers could deliver water.However, Chen Yilin borrowed the badge of a volunteer from his class and entered the arena with a calm expression.Since he was too calm, the patrol teacher just glanced at him suspiciously and didn't take it seriously.

The runway specification is 400 meters per lap, a total of twelve and a half laps.Because Chen Yilin couldn't tell when Su Junping wanted to drink water, he handed over the water cup from the first lap, and naturally he didn't want it at the beginning. Seeing Su Junping wave his hand, Chen Yilin retracted his hand, and so on.

From the sixth lap, some people asked for water intermittently. Su Junping seemed to be in good physical strength, but he still didn't need it.It was hard for those behind him, Su Junping shook his head and retracted when he saw someone stretching out his hand, and he didn't intend to hand it to them.

A volunteer on the opposite side yelled unbearably: "Don't just pass water to one person, okay?! Hey, let's talk about you!"

Chen Yilin followed the sound and scanned the playground, finally set his eyes on the frustrated volunteer opposite, and smiled apologetically: "Sorry, I didn't see it just now."

Athletes passing by: "..."

However, after all, cannibals have soft mouths and short hands. They dared to take the water glasses without saying a word, raised their heads and drank them, and then threw them aside. Chen Yilin stepped back a few steps to avoid the water droplets thrown on him, and volunteered in his heart. It was really hard work-even though he took off the badge when he turned around and threw it to the original product, the original student cleaned up all the garbage on the ground without knowing the truth.

On the tenth lap, Su Junping finally reached out to him.

Chen Yilin was a little strangely excited, the excitement was inexplicable, before he had time to tell, Su Junping had already arrived, and his outstretched index finger just touched the back of his hand.

Su Junping's body temperature was already hot, and it was even hotter like a high fever when he was exercising under the scorching sun. Chen Yilin almost lost his grip on the paper cup when he was startled.At this moment, a strange thought burst out of his dizzy brain from the sun: this is an opportunity, an opportunity to say something, an opportunity to say something.

All of that is like a slow motion that is stretched in an instant: the distorted air, the venomous sun, the hazy green bushes in the distance, the soft red plastic track, and his ethereal voice.

He said, "I'm sorry."

Su Junping was about to run away, but when he heard these three words, he ran back excitedly. He never thought that he bumped into the person behind just as he turned his head and raised his leg. There was an extremely loud bang.