Wine Stuffed Peach

During the two-day Mid-Autumn Festival holiday, many people came out to play. Tang Zhoutong invited two temporary workers to help look after the store, while Si Yue and Ning Sui were tasked with perfecting and revising the perfume formula and perfume bottle design in the small room.

This change was changed to night.

"What time is it, don't you want to eat?" Tang Zhoutong hugged Mu Mu and pushed open the door of the small room, "Here, tomorrow is Mid-Autumn Festival, I invite you to eat mooncakes."

A few small moon cakes lined up on the table and rolled over, and Si Yue drove them back with a pen in hand.

Ning Sui asked him, "Going to eat?"

"I want to finish this point," Si Yue pinched the bridge of his nose and asked him, "Are you hungry?"

"It's okay," Ning Sui said, but couldn't help but dangle the two sharp corners of the mooncake packaging bag in his hand, "Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, are you still coming?"

"I can't come." Thinking of the predictable room full of wine and wine, the temperature in Si Yue's eyes became a little weaker, "I have to go home for dinner."

Ning Sui unwrapped the package and muttered, "It's good for you. You can take care of everything in one meal. I have to call my parents, my mother, my grandmother, and aunt one by one. This is really too much."

Every member of his family was able to run better than the other. During the Mid-Autumn Festival, it happened to be far and wide, and no one could come back. Even Yan Song was called by Liang Haoyang to play, and he could only use modern communication tools to achieve family reunion.

It was almost seven o'clock, and the two of them were so busy that they didn't bother to eat. Ning Sui took a bite of half a mooncake: "This one tastes quite soft, but it's sweet... Mmm!"

"Bite your mouth." Ning Sui rolled his eyes at himself, and licked the "weapon" in his mouth angrily.

Si Yue put down the pencil and sighed: "You are so hungry that you even eat yourself."

Ning Sui was about to choke back when Xia Rong's phone call came in, so he had no choice but to put down the moon cake in his hand and sneak out to answer the phone.

Five minutes later, he hung up the phone and came back to get his schoolbag: "I won't have dinner with you tonight, my mother asked me to visit my grandparents."

"Go," Si Yue said lightly, "Be careful on the road."

"Well," he casually glanced at the table, "Hey, where's my mooncake?"

"I didn't notice that I touched you on the ground just now." Si Yue tilted his chin in the direction of the trash can, "Throw it away."

Ning Sui glanced at it, and there was a mooncake packaging bag and a wrapped paper ball lying in the trash can, so he took two mooncakes in his hand again: "Borrow flowers to present Buddha, take them to my grandparents to eat."

After speaking, he took out a two-book-thick mooncake box from his schoolbag and gently placed it on the table: "This is yours."

"A Mid-Autumn Festival gift?" Si Yue calmly licked his teeth.

Ning Sui gave him a sideways glance, and said intentionally, "It can also be understood as a thank you for helping me take notes."

"That's still a Mid-Autumn Festival gift." Si Yue held back a smile and took the box over and put it directly on his lap.

"Wish my tablemate a happy Mid-Autumn Festival in advance," Ning Sui smiled again, puffing up his cheeks, "Let's go, see you the day after tomorrow."

Si Yue said, "Happy Mid-Autumn Festival."

The door of the small room closed with a "click", and Si Yue looked at the mooncake box on his lap, and then turned his head to look at the scattered paper balls in the trash can. He licked the sweet smell left between his teeth, feeling really tired , So I raised my head and filled half a glass of water.

But Ning Sui gave him the Mid-Autumn Festival gift, and he wanted to keep it.

He slowly opened the box, and there were six small individual mooncake packaging boxes inside, with dots of fireflies painted on the boxes.

Si Yue picked up one to see what flavor it was, but found a problem as soon as he tried it.

The shaking sound is not right, and the weight is not right. It doesn't look like mooncakes are installed.

He opened the box and poured out the contents, and a heavy, cool pebble fell into the palm of his hand.

The shape of this stone is very special. He remembered that Ning followed him to pick it up from the lake, but now it is no longer dusty and ready to be trampled on, but has turned into a living Pikachu, bright yellow with The cartoon smiling face looks very cute.

Pikachu's drawing method is also very familiar, which is the kind he is used to.

Si Yue disassembled all the remaining five boxes, and each box contained a Pikachu, standing, lying, jumping with eyes closed, with different postures, but he liked them all.

He likes it very much.

Ten minutes later, Si Yue handed in the drawing and left with the box in his arms. Instead of taking a taxi home, he walked all the way to Tianqingyue.

Seven or eight o'clock at night is when it is overcrowded, surrounded by young people who come out to play together, full of anger and loud voices, there is no "quiet" place for chatting and ordering.

"I want a cup of half sugar and four peaches to be sworn brothers!"

"Two cups of pickled pears!"

"Are you going to the movies later?"

Si Yue waited in line for half an hour amid such quarrels before he could buy a cup of grapefruit tea, which Ning Sui liked to drink most before he went astray.

He took a couple of sips and thought the taste was just that. This store was overhyped.

It would definitely taste better if the grapes were replaced with peaches.

Or swapping grapefruit for peaches is also good.

Of course, it would be more perfect if they were all replaced with peaches.

...

It may be that he was too hungry at night, and Ning Sui didn't have a good appetite. He felt full after eating something casual at his grandmother's house, and then he ran to lie on the floor in the living room, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

Don't look at how chic he was when he left, but he started to feel uneasy when the door was closed.

He painted about dozens of stones before picking the best six, but he was still not very satisfied.

The painting is not good enough, the color is not painted well, should the stone be polished again?

Ning Sui sighed, everyone has two hands, but Si Yue's hand is estimated to be able to shake him by two hundred blocks, and he doesn't expect Si Yueduo to like that little gift, as long as he doesn't get rejected, he will be thankful.

He chatted with the old man one after another, and they went back to their rooms to sleep when the night was dark.

Ning Sui lay on the bed and turned over and over, staring at Si Yue's chat interface. In the dialog box, a sentence was deleted, deleted, and changed. His finger hung on the green send button and jumped repeatedly, but he still didn't press it.

After holding his breath for a long time, he finally vented, Ning Sui deleted the text in the dialog box, and clicked on Si Yue's circle of friends again.

Then his eyes widened.

The latest piece of content was published 5 minutes ago. There is no text but only photos. The picture is an open gift box with six different shapes of Pikachu placed on six small paper boxes.

Ning Sui sat up abruptly, and the breath he had just let out came back a thousand times, and he managed to survive from overbreathing oxygen.

There was already a long line under that circle of friends, and the students in the class were shocked one by one, all blowing rainbow farts, and Kua Siyue drew better.

Pan Zhenghang: Xueba still has hidden skills?

Lu Sirui: Awesome!

Lin Jiheng: Does drawing paper not satisfy you anymore?

Ning Sui swiped all the way down, couldn't help laughing and rolled his eyes.

What does this circle of friends mean?

One, Si Yue liked the gift he gave.

Second, everyone thinks that he draws well.

Three, few people except him knew that Si Yue could draw.

Fourth, Si Yue has posted a total of two circles of friends in the past six months, all because of him.

Ning Sui said it was super cool.

"I didn't eat much for dinner. Let's eat some fruit later before going to bed." Grandma cut a plate of fruit and brought it to his room. On his forehead, "Oh, why are you so stupid after not seeing you for a while?"

The silly boy Ning Sui lay on the bed of his grandmother's house, tossed and turned until midnight, and then stamped on Si Yue and sent a message saying "Happy Mid-Autumn Festival".

Before he saw the prompt "the other party is typing", a reply popped up immediately.

Si Yue: Happy Mid-Autumn Festival.

Ning Sui hugged his phone and fell asleep contentedly.

The next morning, Ning Suilai didn't think about it in bed. He looked back and forth between Si Yue's two circles of friends five times, and crawled to watch other people's circles of friends.

The Mid-Autumn Festival holiday was very short, and there were not many people who really went out to play. Yan Song followed Liang Haoyang and his group to the river to get a self-service barbecue, and took a few photos of flying sky lanterns.

Not to mention Lin Jiheng and the others, they even organized a Lianmai study last night, finishing all the homework left by the teacher before going to bed.

Ning Sui remembered the homework he hadn't done a single word, and got up in shame.

Although the monthly exam has just ended, Lao Yang and the others obviously have no intention of letting go of the students in Class 1 of the second year of senior high school. Fuck with math.

After three questions, Ning Sui was defeated and turned to find foreign aid.

Ning Sui: [Picture] Call the same table

Si Yue's reply was very timely, focusing on thinking in circles, and when he was done, he didn't forget to pick two similar problems from the exercises that the teacher hadn't assigned in time and throw them to him, so that Ning Sui could make up another "private teaching" homework.

Half an hour later, Ning Sui proudly came back with the answer sheet and boasted to him: "Just wait, next time I don't get 130 in math, I will take your surname."

Si Yue typed two words: welcome.

"Xiao Yue, hurry up and change clothes. I have dinner with my uncle at noon, and the company has activities in the evening. You..." Si Yue's mother knocked on the door of his room, "You can go with your mother?"

Si Yue pursed the corner of his mouth and put away the smile just now: "Where's my dad?"

Xue Min sighed helplessly: "It's Mid-Autumn Festival, can't you two have a truce?"

Si Yue didn't speak, Xue Min waited for a while, seeing that he didn't intend to back down, so he could only say: "Your father has already left for the airport, and he won't be back until tomorrow."

"I'll come down after I change my clothes." Si Yue threw the phone on the bed, turned around and opened the closet.

...

The school sports meeting is coming soon, and Ning Sui found that the whole atmosphere of the school is different as soon as he stepped into the school gate. Everyone's face is full of excitement visible to the naked eye, not to mention those who can't restrain their emotions because of their excitement. The pheromones of the school fragrance.

If it was just the school sports meeting, it wouldn't make people excited like this. The most important thing is the carnival night after the school sports meeting.

The school sports meeting of Nanqi No. [-] High School has always been held for three days. In the first two days, there are individual events from the preliminary round to the final competition.And the night after the school sports meeting is called "Carnival Night", which is the time that Nanqi No. [-] Middle School students look forward to the most every year.

The carnival night includes garden tours, guessing lantern riddles, fun competitions, student-prepared performances and other items. Students who don’t like to move can also go to the teacher’s meeting room to watch movies. At the same time, students are allowed to wear whatever they want. The carnival night is over Afterwards, there will be a fireworks show for the whole school to celebrate. Those fireworks have to be carried up to the top floor by the principals and vice principals themselves.

There are so many schools in Nanqi City, and only No. [-] Middle School can do this kind of thing.

Every year on the day when Nanqi No. [-] Middle School holds a carnival night, students from other schools in Nanqi City hold their mobile phones enviously and enviously, and watch No. [-] Middle School swagger their screens on various social software.

Of course, it is impossible to prepare too much for such an important night. The day students are relatively good, but all the boarding students are dragging a huge suitcase behind them, and they can tell how well-equipped they are inside without looking.

In this kind of Chinese New Year atmosphere of universal celebration, who the hell is still in the mood to study!

The teachers also accepted their fate to the distracted students under the podium. No one explained the knowledge points that were too difficult, and mainly focused on reviewing and consolidating and explaining the monthly exam papers that had just been corrected.

This was a math class, and Pan Zhenghang handed out the test papers one by one. Si Yue was firmly in the top spot in the grade, and his math score was also above 140.

"Don't be so perverted anymore, okay?" Pan Zhenghang returned to his seat, reached out and patted Si Yue's table across an aisle, "Can you give me a way out?"

A gust of wind came in from the window, Si Yue ignored him, and took out a piece of Pikachu from his pocket, and used it as a paperweight to press on the roll.

Pan Zhenghang was immediately attracted by the yellow-haired electric mouse: "This is the one posted by your Moments? I didn't realize that your paintings are so beautiful."

Ning Sui buried his head in his arms silently.

When he first saw Si Yue's circle of friends, he was still a little proud, but the survival period of this point was very short, and now it has dissipated completely.

As a pure-blood handicapped, it took him more than half a month from learning to draw Pikachu with Si Yue to being able to express it on stones with paint, but the effect was far worse than Si Yue's graffiti on textbooks Smart.

Is this how good-looking it can be?He felt that Pan Zhenghang must be blind.

Then I heard Si Yue say: "Well, I think so too."

Ning Sui: "..."

He buried his head deeper, pretending that his face was flushed from lack of oxygen.

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Si Yue: Come on, take my last name.

Si Sui:? ? ?

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