Be at the same table with the rumored boss

Zhu Yanyan's birthday party reminded Su Mianyang of one thing. When he filled out the statistical form, he was careful and remembered Xiao Lang's birthday.

March 27.

Now that he is determined to chase someone, he has to let Xiao Lang see his determination, but Su Mianyang has been rubbing his hands on Fa Xiao's birthday for ten years, so he really has no valuable experience.

So Su Mianyang decided to ask for help outside the venue, "Goofy, help your father think about it, how do you ask someone out?"

Zhang Haichao clicked his tongue, "Are you begging for help?"

"I'm so shameless to ask, isn't my attitude okay?" Su Mianyang said.

"Brother Yang, why are you chasing girls with this attitude, just give up." Zhang Haichao assumed the pose of an emotional master, and he stroked the beard that didn't exist on his chin. "Girls generally like literature and art. I'll teach you a great dating trick, and you just tell her, 'I've looked around the world to find you.'"

Su Mianyang, who had never read any love poems in his life and didn't know who Tsangyang Gyatso was, was stunned, "What do you mean? I met him on the bank of Daming Lake during a private visit on my micro server?"

"No! I turned around mountains, rivers, and pagodas before I finally met you, and then you can take the opportunity to invite her to visit the temple near the school. Wouldn't you just make an appointment?" Zhang Haichao hated iron but steel .

Su Mianyang frowned, "Why should I ask someone to go to the temple? What if people think I've disregarded the purity of the human world and prepared to become a monk?"

"Brother Yang." Zhang Haichao finally gave up struggling, he sighed, and pointed to his head.

Su Mianyang looked at Zhang Haichao's actions and still didn't understand, "What does this mean? Don't fool me, it's not Lao Liu who is on duty today."

"If you want to fall in love and date, you have to ask your own brain to see if this EQ is worthy of it," Zhang Haichao said. "This is an excuse. Wouldn't you ask someone to go somewhere else?"

Su Mianyang seemed to understand but not understand.

"That," Su Mianyang touched Zhang Haichao's elbow, "the last question, is this trick also applicable to boys?"

Zhang Haichao: "?"

He co-authored the skills of dating girls that he taught for a long time, people are not for girls at all.

Just in time to see Xiao Lang coming back from outside the classroom, Zhang Haichao stood up abruptly and waved wildly at him, "Father, you are here, let me copy my homework."

Hearing Zhang Haichao's title, Su Mianyang raised his head subconsciously, and happened to bump into Xiao Lang's amber eyes.

In view of the reply Xiao Lang gave him, Su Mianyang felt that it was best not to communicate too much when they were in an embarrassing period. He wanted to look away, but he couldn't hold back his lust for a while when their eyes met. Until Xiao Lang took the lead and glanced elsewhere.

"Morning, Xiao Lang." Su Mianyang came back to his senses.

"Morning." Xiao Lang ignored Su Mianyang and handed the homework to Zhang Haichao.

"Father Lang, I must let you know how ridiculous Brother Yang is."

When Zhang Haichao said this, Su Mianyang realized something was wrong, but Zhang Haichao's mouth reacted faster than him, blurting out the following words before he could stop Zhang Haichao.

"He said he wanted to help someone celebrate their birthday, and asked me how to ask someone out. I taught him to say to people, 'I have traveled all over the world before I finally met you', and he, a straight man, didn't know what it meant. "

Xiao Lang frowned slightly.

Su Mianyang's heart skipped a beat.

Amidst Zhang Haichao's unstoppable laughter, Xiao Lang continued to ask, "What do you mean? Did the emperor meet Xia Ziwei?"

Zhang Haichao: "..."

Su Mianyang couldn't help laughing, "It's incredible, you old man can even say things like sunflowers beating zombies, and you still know how to return the princess."

Xiao Lang was taken aback for a moment and then said, "Isn't that drama called Gong?"

"..." Su Mianyang.

The day was so chatted to death by Xiao Lang alone, Zhang Haichao wanted to continue warming up the scene, he followed the topic just now and said: "Then how do you celebrate your birthday, daddy Lang?"

Su Mianyang was also interested in this question. He pretended not to care and lowered his head, but his ears were quietly touched.

It was a long time later that Su Mianyang heard Xiao Lang's answer. His emotions didn't seem to be very high, and he said in a low and soft voice: "I don't celebrate my birthday."

"Ah? Why? Don't all of you top students have birthdays?" Zhang Haichao asked out of curiosity.

"There is nothing to celebrate." Xiao Lang's tone was not emotionally fluctuating. He paused and said, "That day was the day when a friend of mine left forever."

Most of the fire in Su Mianyang's heart was extinguished, he probably knew who the friend Xiao Lang was talking about.

If this person is really Liu Ming, he doesn't need to make any preparations on Xiao Lang's birthday.

It is impossible for Xiao Lang to celebrate his birthday on this day, because this day took away Liu Ming's life while giving Xiao Lang a new life.

The night before March 27th, Xiao Lang asked for leave and didn't return to the dormitory. Su Mianyang missed the last chance to talk to Xiao Lang before his birthday. He had no choice but to let nature take its course.

On Xiao Lang's birthday, Su Mianyang sent a "Happy birthday, good health" message at zero o'clock, but after waiting for a while without a reply, he fell asleep in a daze.

After dawn, the first thing Su Mianyang did was to take out his cell phone, but his chat history with Xiao Lang still stayed on the phrase "good health" last night.

Xiao Lang didn't reply, and Su Mianyang didn't even know if Xiao Lang had seen the message.

After Su Mianyang arrived in the classroom, he began to practice the gift-giving process, planning to give things to Xiao Lang in a way that would not be easily rejected.

As for Su Mianyang, he waited until the last class of evening self-study.

Xiao Lang, who came home from school on leave, did not expect to see Ms. Pan at home. Pan Xueying seldom had a day at home in a year. Xiao Lang was very surprised, and instead asked, "A holiday?"

Pan Xueying's smile froze slightly, and the next second she got her mood together, she laughed again, "Tomorrow is your birthday, so I told you to ask your homeroom teacher for a leave of absence to celebrate your birthday."

"No need, I'll go see Teacher Liu tomorrow," Xiao Lang said after a pause, "Have you eaten yet, I'll cook?"

Hearing these words, Pan Xueying realized that that day was also Liu Ming's memorial day. Her complexion was still not very good, but she didn't say much after all, "Mom has eaten."

Xiao Lang responded with an unimpressed "hmm".

Pan Xueying just remembered something and waved to her son. Xiao Lang didn't want to move but also didn't want to save his mother's face, so he followed Ms. Pan to the bedroom.

Pan Xueying turned her back to him, and took out a silver bracelet worn by a child from the bedside table, with a small silver lock hanging on it, which looked very delicate.

She held the silver bracelet in her hand and pinched it again and again, with a nostalgic look on her face, "This is the bracelet you had when you were a child. Now that you have grown up, I will give it back to you."

Xiao Lang didn't understand what Ms. Pan meant, and took the bracelet honestly.

"Mom hopes that this bracelet is just a lock that can keep you by my side forever. In the future, you will marry a girl you like and live a good life. Mom will bring you grandchildren." Pan Xueying said with a smile.

Xiao Lang wasn't particularly happy when he said these words, but seeing Ms. Pan smiling, he also twitched the corners of his mouth.

After receiving the silver bracelet, Xiao Lang found a reason and went back to his room. It was actually only eight o'clock, but he felt sleepy for no reason, so he packed up his things and went to bed.

Xiao Lang got up very early the next day, picked up his phone to check the time, but found that the phone was turned off when it ran out of battery.

There was nothing left and right that needed a mobile phone, and Xiao Lang didn't care too much. He put the mobile phone in his schoolbag, packed his things and went out to take a taxi.

It was an hour's drive, plus half an hour's walk across the potholed dirt road, and there was light rain on the way. Xiao Lang didn't bring an umbrella, so he could only hold Daisy in his arms and cover it with his clothes.

When he got there, his clothes were almost wet, Xiao Lang didn't choose to take shelter from the rain, he put the daisy in his arms in front of Liu Ming's monument, and looked down at every inscription on the tombstone.

"I have a good life in the new school. The teachers and classmates are very good, and my grades can keep up." Xiao Lang said one by one.

He paused for a few seconds every time he finished speaking, like the way the two of them got along when Liu Ming was still alive, even though Xiao Lang knew that he would never get any response.

Knowing is one thing, how to do it is another.

After talking about the trivial matters at school and at home, Xiao Lang continued to talk about other things intermittently. He said whatever came to his mind, and there was no logic at all in what he said.

It wasn't until Xiao Lang finally realized this that he struggled for a long time before he could say the unspeakable words: "I seem to have someone I like."

"It's my deskmate, a boy, he treats me very well, I... don't know what to do."

Realizing that I like Su Mianyang is a very unique feeling, uneasy and mixed with unspeakable joy.

Ever since Xiao Lang made up his mind to take care of himself, he has never acted rebelliously in the eyes of his elders, and he rarely does anything against Ms. Pan.

There is no reason or control for wanting to like this kind of thing, no one knows when or what opportunity will fall in love with someone.

If Pan Xueying knew that the son she was so proud of was the perverted homosexual she said, how would she react?

Xiao Lang didn't know the answer.

It's almost full spring, and the spring breeze in City Z is different from the harsh winter wind, with the gentleness of sunshine and flowers. When he finished speaking, there happened to be a wind blowing across his face. Xiao Lang lowered his eyelashes, and asked softly. : "Teacher, what should I do?"

There was a sneer behind him.

Xiao Lang knew who it was without turning his head, so he moved away silently.

Liu Shilong also remained silent. He put away the folding umbrella, knelt in front of Liu Ming's tomb with a bouquet of lilies in his arms, and looked at the daisies that had been placed in front of the tomb before his own flowers. .

The two of them went to the grave with a truce in a tacit understanding, and finally left with half of their body empty.

"If you have anything to say, hurry up and say it, I don't want to do anything today, I'll make it easier for you." Liu Shilong snorted coldly.

Xiao Lang got used to Liu Shilong's attitude, so he didn't care about it, and said what was brewing in his heart, "You made yourself like this, it's useless except for making people around you who care about you uncomfortable."

"Damn it! Don't fucking pretend to be mean here." Liu Shilong was not angry, probably because he was talking about his pain. He was emotional, and hit Xiao Lang's heart with the handle of a folding umbrella, "Who else cares about me?" ? The only person who cares about me is lying in the tomb just now, you killed him, are you satisfied?"

After saying this, Liu Shilong threw away the umbrella.

The words have come to this point, Xiao Lang knows that there is no reason to continue talking with Liu Shilong. Originally, Liu Ming's departure caused blisters in Xiao Lang's heart. When Liu Shilong stabbed him with sharp words, the blood covered him. The pus flowed down together, and the blood was so hot that his whole heart was throbbing.

Pain and remorse bit his nerves, and his heart ached as if being squeezed and deformed. Xiao Lang looked away, unable to say a word.

Liu Shilong turned and left, while Xiao Lang stood still. After getting out of his emotions, he noticed the umbrella on the ground, picked it up and tried to catch up with the person in front.

It was not until the bus stop that Xiao Lang caught up with Liu Shilong who was waiting for the bus. He just wanted to talk and the bus arrived at the stop, so he had to get on the bus first and then look for opportunities.

The two got on the bus together, and at the stop before the branch school, Xiao Lang mustered up the courage to pat Liu Shilong on the shoulder, and handed him the folding umbrella that had never been opened.

Liu Shilong glanced briefly at Xiao Lang, scolded you for being an idiot, and then took the umbrella. Seeing that Xiao Lang's gaze was about to move away, he said coldly, "Can you stop being so disgusting?" thing?"

Xiao Lang's eyebrows moved slightly, and he looked at Liu Shilong quietly.

"Homosexuality? I really can't understand perverts like you. Don't come to my brother's place in the future. It's dirty." Liu Shilong's disgust was undisguised, "Xiao Lang, I kindly advise you, let others go. The people around me will have nothing to do with it."

The e-newsletter sounded at the right time, and Liu Shilong got out of the car with a face full of displeasure.

Surrounded by the inquiring eyes of the passengers, vaguely mixed with some gossip, Xiao Lang looked out the window expressionlessly. He waited until the bus reached the gate of No. [-] Middle School and did not get off.

He continued to drive round and round in the urban area until the last bus arrived. Xiao Lang sat at the terminal and walked back to school alone.