The kid next door looked at me on the window sill again

Jiang Jinxing's family just came back from their hometown in the countryside, and brought a lot of home-grown fruits and vegetables, which are of good quality and taste.

After the lunch break, Jiang Jinxing came to Cen Yue's house with watermelon in his arms, rang the doorbell, and waited for Cen Yue's mother to open the door for him.

He helped Cen's mother carry the watermelon into the kitchen. Cen's mother thanked him again and again, praised him a few times, asked him about his life in college, and gossiped about his emotional status. Without a trace, he changed the subject without a trace.

"Is Cen Yue still making up lessons at school?"

Cen's mother waved her hands in distaste: "He, he is sleeping upstairs, and summer vacation remedial classes will start tomorrow. Like a little pig, he can't wake up until dinner. Hey, Yue Yue doesn't have the consciousness of being a senior high school student at all. I have slept through the holidays for the past few days."

Jiang Jinxing smiled: "He is still growing up, high school is so hard, he finally took a vacation, more rest should be, besides, isn't Yueyue good grades? Back then, he was the first in the high school entrance examination and entered our high school. Today at noon my mother Still praising him."

Cen's mother covered her mouth in embarrassment and laughed: "Oh, I still can't compare with you."

Mother Cen took Jiang Jinxing to ask some matters that senior high school students need to pay attention to. Before he left, she brought a bowl of mung bean soup for him to take back.

I don't know if it was because he was too excited at noon, Cen Yue didn't sleep well in his nap, he kept having messy dreams, which seemed to be related to Jiang Jinxing, but he couldn't remember it at all after waking up, so he felt a little lost.

It was exactly five o'clock when he woke up, his mind was still a little dazed, he staggered downstairs, and the first thing he did was go to the kitchen to find something to eat.

Cen's mother was preparing the ingredients for dinner in the kitchen. Seeing Cen Yue's dazed look, she scolded him first, and then told him: "There is sliced ​​watermelon in the refrigerator, we will have dinner later, eat less."

"Oh." Cen Yue leaned against the refrigerator with a glass bowl containing watermelon cubes, his whole body was lazy.

But a piece of iced watermelon tasted sandy and sweet, and Cen Yue immediately sobered up.

"Wow, this watermelon is so delicious! Mom, where did you buy it?" Cen Yue gulped down another two pieces.

Mother Cen said while washing the vegetables, "It's delicious, but you can't buy it. It was sent by the brother next door in the afternoon. He said it was grown by his grandmother in the country, without any pesticides..."

Cen Yue gave a strange cry: "Jiang Jinxing came over this afternoon?"

"Yeah, I also gave him a bowl of mung bean soup, oh yes, stop eating watermelon, drink some mung bean soup." Mama Cen wiped her hands on her apron as she spoke, and served Cen Yue a bowl of mung bean soup.

Cen Yue's mentality collapsed.

What a good chance to meet, and he actually fell asleep!

"Mom, put it in a bigger bowl, and I'll send some to the next door." Cen Yue put down the watermelon and acted like a fly rubbing his hands, his face full of anticipation.

Cen's mother was surprised: "I delivered it to them in the afternoon, do you want to deliver it again now?"

Cen Yue said solemnly: "I want to ask Jiang Jinxing a question during the summer vacation, so I have to bribe him face to face."

Cen's mother praised Cen Yue for being enlightened, and at the same time refilled a large bowl of mung bean soup and asked Cen Yue to take it to the next door.

When standing at the gate of Jiang's courtyard, Cen Yue was both nervous and excited. He was thinking about how he would greet Jiang Jinxing if he came to open the door. Would he say "Hello"?Or say "Hi"?Does Jiang Jinxing know his name?Do you want to introduce yourself?

Cen Yue unconsciously shook his legs until the courtyard door in front of him was opened.

The person who opened the door was Mother Jiang, who happened to be the Chinese teacher in Cen Yue's class, and Cen Yue knew her very well.

"Auntie, I'm here to bring you mung bean soup, thank you for the watermelon." Cen Yue was a little disappointed that he didn't see Jiang Jinxing, but at the same time he was relieved.

Mother Jiang said in surprise, "Jinxing has brought back a bowl this afternoon."

Cen Yue said cheekily: "My mother cooked a lot, and asked me to bring another bowl."

"Your mother is too polite." Mother Jiang took the mung bean soup with a smile, "Is the watermelon delicious?"

Cen Yue's eyes lit up: "It's delicious! This is the most delicious watermelon I've ever eaten in my life!"

Jiang's mother laughed: "Yueyue's mouth is so sweet. In this way, you can take another watermelon and go. We still have a lot of tomatoes and potatoes here. You can take some away."

Cen Yue was about to say no, when he suddenly heard Jiang's mother turn around and shout: "Be careful, you take out a watermelon, then put tomatoes and potatoes in a bag and send it to Yue Yue."

"Auntie, this is so embarrassing, how could I exchange so many things for my bowl of mung bean soup?" Cen Yue panicked.

Jiang's mother said, "You are now in the third year of high school. You should eat more to make up for what you should. Why are you being polite to Auntie?"

Not long after, Jiang Jinxing came out. He was wearing sandals on his feet, holding a melon in one hand and vegetables in the other. With such a casual homely attire, Cen Yue could barely see the aura of being at ease. , his eyes almost fell on him, until Jiang Jinxing walked up to him with a smile and said, "Let's go, Yue Yue."

Cen Yue was like a shrimp that fell into boiling water, within three seconds, his whole body was flushed and cooked.

His eyes wandered around, but he didn't look at Jiang Jinxing: "No...no need, I can take it myself."

Jiang's mother disagreed: "It's very serious. How can a senior high school student be allowed to do this kind of hard work? If you twist your hand, how can you write? Let your elder brother send it to you."

Cen Yue's mind went blank, and his voice became smaller and smaller: "Then thank you, auntie, thank you...thank you brother..."

Jiang Jinxing looked at him and laughed: "You're welcome, let's go."

From Jiang's courtyard to Cen's courtyard, only a few steps away, Cen Yue mechanically walked in front, without saying a word to Jiang Jinxing behind him, his hands and feet were as stiff as a little robot guiding the way.

After arriving home, Cen's mother enthusiastically asked Jiang Jinxing to have dinner with him, but Jiang Jinxing declined, and Cen Yue stood by the side during the whole process. It was not until Jiang Jinxing left that he remembered that he hadn't told anyone about it. goodbye.

So Cen Yue fell into a mood of anxiety and regret throughout the night.

What a failure, what a poor play!

What a great opportunity to strike up a conversation. He was alone for more than ten seconds, but he didn't say a word, and he didn't even dare to turn his head...

Too good.

Jiang Jinxing must think that he is boring and difficult to get along with.

and many more.

Did Jiang Jinxing call him "Yue Yue"?

Boom!It was as if the cap of the bottle of soda had exploded, and too many bubbles were scrambling to overflow, and Cen Yue's soul was boiling.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.