Mr. A who is staying overnight

"I'm going to break up with Wu You for 5 minutes," he said angrily as he sat in the co-pilot, Che Yaoyao became unhappy, and Che Yaoyao became emotional.

"Okay, okay, break the relationship for 5 minutes," Lian Baishu coaxed him perfunctorily, bowing his head to fasten his seat belt.

"No, five to ten minutes," Che Yaoyao said while pulling on his seat belt, "I will never go grocery shopping with that bad boy again."

"Che Yaoyao, it's been almost two rounds and five hours since we left after you two bought the vegetables, can you still be the best kid in the kindergarten?" Lian Baishu sighed.

"Everyone else's children have little red flowers, why don't I, who is the best kid in the kindergarten, not have them? Is it true that the best kids don't deserve to have little red flowers? Then I will be the bully of the kindergarten."

"Okay, little bully. No little red flowers, do you want to eat oranges?" Lian Baishu was busy backing up the car, and didn't have time to care about the fragile psychological process of the new school bully. "There are a bunch of them in the back seat, reach out and touch them."

"...I eat lemons."

But the temporary parking space with a monthly subscription was also rented out, and they were detained, and Qi Ming's SUV was driven back the same way by the two of them.By the way, I dragged back half a car of satsumas.

"So, while you were shopping for groceries at the convenience store downstairs, what social beating did you suffer from Comrade Wu You?"

"..." It was a bit embarrassing to be honest, Che Yao was at a loss for words for a while, and he fell silent.

"Huh?" Lian Baishu couldn't understand the style, and couldn't connect with Che Yao at the moment, and then asked.

Short oil, Brother Xiaolian is so fat today, he doesn't know how to take care of the little bully in the kindergarten, "...he laughed at me and acted like a baby, no one can coax him." No problem, Che Yaoyao is not guilty at all.

"..." Frowning, Lian Baishu turned his head and gave Che Yao the first look since he got in the car, revealing his disgust, which made Che Yao feel guilty.

"What's the matter?" the kindergarten bully asked cautiously.

"What were you doing just now?" Lian Baishu snorted and asked him, "Are you acting like a baby?"

"Then think about what I'm doing. I'm not coaxing you, what are you doing, huh?"

"...That's right," wrinkling his nose, Che Yaoyao lowered his head and pondered. After a while, he realized it, and smiled back to show his heart. He happily leaned back on the back of the chair.

"So, brother Xiao Lian seven years ago, what did you write to yourself seven years later~?" Playing with the unopened envelope in his hand, Che Yaoyao regained his senses and returned to being the most obedient child in kindergarten. Cubs are full of curiosity and exploration of the unknown world.

"To be precise, it should be written for myself three years later." Lian Baishu didn't look back, but pursed his lips for a while, "It turned out that the store didn't last for ten years, so it closed down first."

Before they left, Wu You suddenly thought of this letter and gave it to Lian Baishu.

"Not long after I finished the college entrance examination that year, city C was extremely hot," Lian Baishu laughed softly, "The Yangyang high school entrance examination, my uncle and aunt were all abroad, I held the broken ice and waited for him to come out at the gate of No. [-] middle school. The sun is so bright."

"Back then, Wu You hadn't even made a fool of himself. He squeezed into the crowd and rushed out of the school gate. I couldn't even pick out a bunch of radishes, until he ran up to me with a small black bag on his back," Lian Baishu tutted. He said, "I'm a bit regretful, I could still use Wu You as a crutch back then. Now it's too high, I can't reach it anymore."

"More than half of the crushed ice in my hand has melted, and I can't break it apart. The sugar water dripped down my hand. Comrade Wu You suddenly said that he wanted to eat twist." Lian Baishu shook his head, "Comrade Che Yao, can you imagine that in C In the hottest weather in the city, two locals traveled all the way across four urban areas, traveling for two and a half hours one way, just to buy a bag of twisted doughnuts.”

"Then I saw the time post office."

"This thing has been popular for a while, and I didn't even think about going to join in the fun when it first opened. After all, it is actually a gimmick. Let alone ten years later, it will be five years, three years or even one year. The variables are uncontrollable. Not to mention whether the address I left at the beginning is still there, look, even this store is closed." Lian Baishu chuckled, "I didn't expect that the boss is also very contractual. Even though the store is closed, the letter is really sent came back."

"Wow," Che Yao propped his chin with one hand, puffed up his face, feeling a little regretful, "I would like to try it if the door hadn't been closed."

"There are a lot of similar ones now. If you really want to go, I will accompany you to see it next time." After a pause, even Baishu fell into memory, "Speaking of which, I also wrote to Wu You ten years later. a letter."

"What did Xiao Lian ten years ago write to Comrade Wu You ten years later?" Che Yao tilted his head.

"'Yangyang Guoguo, a native of zùli.'" Lian Baishu choked back a smile, and said in dialect, "Beyouself."

【Brother Yangyang, be yourself. 】

"Shortly after that, I filled out the application for the college entrance examination, and my long summer vacation for the third year of high school ended," Lian Baishu briefly ended the topic.

"Oh~ what did the little white pot write to my future self?" Comrade Che Yao's Trump is really Beijing-er.

"... I don't really remember," Lian Baizhu let out a sigh of relief when he opened the car window halfway, and he shook his head when it was so cold that white mist formed, "I only remember that the crushed ice that day was grape-flavored; It's salt and pepper."

"Salt and pepper tastes better than rock sugar. I like salt and pepper more." Lian Baizhu stretched out his hand, took the unopened envelope, and stuffed it back into the pocket of his down jacket.

"Speaking of which, how did you know Qi Ming?"

"Comrade Qi Ming..." Che Yao raised his eyebrows, "I'm his second-year undergraduate student, and I met him in class."

"We met by accident," he sighed, "mainly because during that time, I slept in class so madly and unscrupulously that I aroused the attention of Comrade Qi Ming who came to help reschedule the paper."

——"To be honest, I don't really understand. I'm just studying the first and second colleges, and it's been two years since I finished the courses. How did this friend manage to have such a strong relationship with the teacher." Che Yao sighed.

"But it can't be all my fault," Che Yaoyao patted his stomach through layers of thick clothes, "I had business during that time, and I was very busy."

"What are you busy with?" Lian Baishu felt that this 'business' was a little watery.

"...accompany my little brother to play DOTA every night at the Internet cafe," hehehe, Che Yaoyao covered his face with his hands, pitifully revealing a pair of dark eyes from between his fingers, he is so innocent.

"Pfft, didn't Comrade Qi Ming whip you back then?" Lian Baishu laughed out loud—Comrade Qi Ming seemed to be a little obsessed with this aspect.

"So I was cueed." Che Yao shook his head artificially, forcing a look of being hit, "The real devil is the ghost, and he doesn't take care of the innocent boy's heart at all."

"Although this friend explained to me sincerely later, it was because he was quite satisfied with my mid-term paper that he couldn't hold back when he saw that I was too far behind." "Why don't you explain it?"

"Pfft." If this sincerity is enough to distract your heart, then Qi Ming is indeed standard and naturally black, "Qi Ming said that you let him suffer."

"How can there be—" the tone was drawn out, Che Yaoyao was super innocent, "Huh? He wouldn't be talking about that, would he? Comrade Qi Ming really holds a grudge."

"I joined the debate team in my freshman year, but I quit it not long after. After I met Qi Ming, by chance, we played a debate match. It was a temporary group, which was privately entertaining. I gave all the debate topics. Forget it, but I remember I came up with a theory in a flash of inspiration, and I kind of like it now that I think about it.”

"'compulsoryelitism'," Che Yaoyao peeled a small tangerine, and he handed it to Lian Baishu who was driving, "obligatory elitism."

"Make the high standard of 'elite' mandatory as the benchmark, and use this to mechanically judge and require everyone to meet it," Che Yao gritted his teeth, "Che Yao. Blind and weak. Doctrine."

"A good debate topic should have no right or wrong," he smiled, "but the debate is won or lost."

"When you are stuck in the thinking logic of a debate for a long time, you will actually become narrow-minded because of your excessive pursuit of the goal of 'winning'." Che Yao paused for a while, "Many times, you will purpose instead of what you really think. For example, you are forced to draw on the side of an argument that disagrees with you."

"Sharp, tense, and emotional. I didn't stay in the debate team for long, and I noticed that these negative emotions gradually surfaced. When I met Qi Ming, he had been there for almost three years," Che Yao paused After a while, "At the same time, he is still in the student union."

"The student union is the most prominent microcosm with social characteristics in the university..." Che Yao laughed, "The senior year was when Qi Ming competed for the departmental and postgraduate entrance examinations, and the year I met Qi Ming... I guess This is going to be the most emotional year he's had so far, maybe even his entire life."

[Alarm at 6 o'clock in the morning in winter in City C]

Chewing the satsuma tangerines fed by Che Yao, and tapping the steering wheel with Baishu's index finger, he suddenly understood Qi Ming's comparison.Full of insight and pure rationality, he can always sound the alarm and wake people up from their safe and comfortable zone.

"So you won the private debate in the end?"

"I don't know," Che Yao shook his head, "It's entertainment as agreed, there is no referee."

"That's why I said that Comrade Qi Ming holds grudges." After stuffing himself with a small tangerine, Comrade Che Yao's voice was vague, "If you don't lose or win, there's nothing to be ashamed of."

"I suddenly feel that I don't understand you, Che Yaoyao," Lian Baishu murmured.

"Oh, don't you know me well? Teacher Xiao Lian," Che Yao shook his head, "I am the best kid in your kindergarten."

"After we agreed to send letters with me, don't play tricks," Che Yao blinked his eyes like black grapes, "I want to write a letter to Brother Lian in ten years' time."

"What will you write for me?" Lian Baishu said softly.

"I don't want to tell you now," Che Yao puffed his face, feeling aggrieved, "You didn't even show me the letter from seven years ago."

"...Maybe there will be a chance in the future." Lian Baishu smiled lowly, lifted the handbrake, and they arrived home.

tbc.