14 years time difference

The moment the ear-piercing gun pierced the earlobe, Lin Zhique's fingers curled up unconsciously.Zhang Wen put his hands in his trouser pockets and waited by the door of the tattoo shop, waiting for her to pay the bill.

"Aren't you afraid of pain? I see you don't even blink your eyes."

They walked side by side through the long passage of the underground shopping mall.

"It doesn't hurt."

"Doesn't it hurt?"

"Well, it doesn't hurt."

Lin Zhique lowered his eyes, bent his fingers and caressed his palm, just now he accidentally cut his palm open with his fingertips.The skin is broken.

"What are we going to do? Shall I buy you something to eat?"

Lin Zhique thought about it and shook his head. "Don't eat, I'm not hungry."

"Then go to the movies?"

"Hmm... the movie is too long. I don't have time."

"How about skating? Or should we go to the game hall? Play billiards?"

Lin Zhique shook his head again, "It's not interesting."

Zhang Wen shook his arms like a fool, and complained: "You called me out just to let me watch you get your ears pierced?"

Lin Zhique glanced at him and smiled brightly, "Well, yes."

She had practiced this bright smile in front of the mirror for a long time.

Absolutely an impeccable pretty smile.

Zhang Wen looked down at her, and said with a smile, "Alright then. You have the final say."

They walked to the ground along the escalator. At dusk, the sun was overcast and there was no sunset.

Lin Zhique always felt numb and aching in his ears.

Zhang Wen looked at the sky, and suddenly asked: "I heard from them that you have been in love several times, since elementary school. Is it true?"

"Who are they?"

"It's...they. In the past, your elementary school students...hey, I asked first, so you have to answer me first."

Lin Zhique said nonsense: "Really, men, women, young and old, everything. I fell in love for the first time when I was four years old."

"Four years old? What about the first kiss?"

"Nine years old. Third grade."

Zhang Wen frowned with a smile, "Which sentence you said is true and which sentence is false?"

"Let me think about it." She pretended to think about it, and then said, "The last sentence is the truth."

In the third grade of elementary school, she casually agreed to the boy in the back seat to be his girlfriend, and was slapped by him inadvertently. She was so angry that she went home and washed her mouth for half an hour.

She told Zhang Wen vividly, and for a moment she forgot whether the story was true or not.

"That counts as a first kiss?"

"Doesn't it count? Then I'll tell you when I have it."

"Can you tell me that too?"

"sure."

Zhang Wenque said complacently, "I'm your good friend, right?"

"No, I don't know you very well."

"You can even tell me this kind of thing."

"It's no secret. You're not my boyfriend either."

"If I were your boyfriend, wouldn't you tell me?"

"Of course." Lin Zhique brought out the set of love cheats she had read on the Internet, "In front of the person you like, no matter how many times you have been in love, you will always say it is your first love, and you will always say that your first kiss is still there."

Zhang Wen showed an expression of "women are really unfathomable".

A small group of people was crowded on the west side of the square for some reason. They had nothing to do, so they also walked in that direction. Zhang Wen jumped up, wanting to see what those people were doing.They were wearing cute plastic earrings, with two antennas dangling from their heads, and they were talking so loudly that as they approached, a ponytailed girl about their age emerged from the crowd.

Lin Zhique met her eyes, and felt that she looked familiar for a moment, with wheat-colored skin, black eyes and white teeth.

It seems to be from their school.

The girl also recognized them, so she stopped and shouted at them, "Hey!"

She came closer.

"Are you from Class 2? I remember you."

Zhang Wen patted his head, and replied familiarly: "I think you are familiar too, you are from Class 3, right? You sit in front of Wang Chao."

The girl looked at Zhang Wen inexplicably, "No, I'm from Class 6." She looked at Lin Zhique again, "You are Lin Zhique, right?"

Class 6.Du Zhian and his class.Lin Zhique glanced up and down cautiously at the other party.

It seems that her name has been publicized by Du Zhian so that everyone in Class 6 knows her name.

Zhang Wen rushed to answer for her: "Good eyesight! This is our classmate Hua Lin Zhique. What about me? You remember me too?"

"Don't remember. Not at all."

Lin Zhique couldn't help laughing.

She asked the girl, "What are you doing here?"

The girl handed to her a piece of colored paper that she had been holding all the time. It turned out to be a small poster with a photo of Chen Jia singing, and it said "Chen Jia Huadong Fan Club".

"How? Join?"

Zhang Wen leaned over to look at it, and said: "I love female voices... Isn't this what Du Zhian has been promoting?"

"Well, but my fan is different from her."

Zhang Wen was puzzled: "Food?"

Lin Zhique said: "Food, rice is what I like."

"Oh...then I love you the most."

Lin Zhique and the girl looked at Zhang Wen speechlessly.

Lin Zhique said to the girl, "Okay, I'll join."

"That's great! This is for you!" She took out a badge from her small cloth bag, "I joined on the post bar, and today is the first offline meeting. The sister of the fan club also said, Waiting for the national competition, book the venue and ask everyone to watch it together, when the time comes, I will call you. We can also help Chen Jia canvass votes together."

The badge reads: "Yi Ren is Jia".

Well, this is much more high-end than thinking about people, thinking about people and being charming.

Lin Zhique asked, "You haven't said your name yet?"

"My name is Xu Xinan. Xi of hope."

Zhang Wen asked, "Nan in the south?"

Lin Zhique said: "It should be Nanmu's Nan?"

Xu Xinan smiled generously, "No, it's a boy's man."

Zhang Wen grinned, "You're a girl, why are you called this?"

Lin Zhique raised the knife and slapped him on the arm, scolding him: "Are you annoying?"

"What's the matter? You were beaten so hard." Zhang Wen pursed his lips pretending to be wronged, and rubbed his arm.

Xu Xinan changed the subject and asked them: "Where are you going? Fans will have a dinner party, are you coming?"

Zhang Wen replied bluntly: "I have no problem!"

"I can't, I'm going..." Lin Zhique changed his mind, "Xu Xinan, why don't you go to the fan meeting for dinner, I'll treat you to dinner."

Half an hour later, Lin Zhique took Zhang Wen and Xu Xinan and rang the doorbell of Du's house.

It was the auntie of the Du family who came to answer the door. She looked around at the three of them, hesitated, and finally asked Lin Zhique: "Are you Mr. Du's...?"

Lin Zhique blinked and blinked, straightened his back desperately, and pretended to answer plainly: "He asked me to come here for dinner."

The aunt turned her head and shouted, "Madam—"

Zhang Wen tilted his head and asked her in a low voice, "Where is this?"

Xu Xinan was on the other side, and whispered to him, "This is Du Zhian's house."

"Huh? Have you been here?"

"That's not true. Our classmates all know that her family lives in this area."

Lin Zhique couldn't listen to the conversation between the two people around her. She was nervous inside, but she tried to pretend to be calm, her fingers curled up, and she kept digging her palms.Her ears hurt especially badly.

In the Du family's villa, the entrance hall alone is the size of a room. Behind the entrance is an arch, and then there is a glass cabinet with famous wines, and the escalator spirals up behind the glass cabinet.

The one who responded earlier than "Madam" was Du Zhi'an who ran down from upstairs.

She stood behind the archway, scanning the inexplicable trio.

She asked: "What are you doing?"

Lin Zhique replied: "Your father asked me to come."

"I know, I was asking, why did you bring someone here?" She turned her eyes, "Xu Xinan, why are you here?"

Lin Zhique said, "Isn't it for dinner? I'll bring my friends to dinner."

Du Zhian frowned, as if he was about to have an attack.

Xu Xinan suddenly interjected, "Du Zhi'an, won't you invite us in?"

Due to the image project, Du Zhian, the most kind and enthusiastic middle school student representative in the city, had no choice but to calm down, reluctantly said please come in, and pointed out where to get slippers for them.

Xu Xinan picked out a pair of purple slippers, and Du Zhian hurriedly said, "Don't wear that pair! Those are my grandma's."

"Oh...your grandma lives with you too?"

"No, she wore it when she came to see us."

Lin Zhique secretly rolled his eyes.

Zhang Wen was unrestrained, took off his shoes, wore a pair of white socks barefoot, and began to fumble around, taking an emerald bottle from the wine cabinet to play with.Du Zhian said: "My dad said this bottle of wine was 30 years old."

Zhang Wen rolled his eyes, "Oh? Is that expired?"

Lin Zhique smiled, "If it breaks, I won't be able to pay you if I sell you."

Tang Li walked down the stairs.

Du Zhian called: "Mom!"

Xu Xinan called, "Hello, Auntie."

Zhang Wen silently put the 30-year-old bottle back in place.

Lin Zhique was expressionless and straightened his back.

Tang Li nodded to them, "Hello."

Not long ago, Lin Zhique had formally met Tang Li at a banquet held by Du Shen.

Tang Li was still impeccable, Lin Zhique thought to himself, it turns out that the wife of a rich family also wears makeup at home.

"Zhi Que, did you bring your friends? Did your father not tell you? Today is a family feast." Tang Li smiled slightly.

Lin Zhique pretended to be innocent and asked, "Which family?"

She is already an outsider in this family, and it's okay to add two more outsiders.

She intentionally made trouble, and deliberately prevented Du Zhian from having an outburst.

Tang Li had no choice but to say: "Okay, it's okay, An An, this is your classmate too, right? You can take your classmates to play." She didn't seem to have much energy to deal with them, and she only asked her aunt to cut fruit for them to eat, which was decent After a few polite words, he went upstairs, saying that he wanted to rest for a while.

Du Zhian reluctantly accompanied them to sit on the European-style sofa and watch TV. The decoration of this house is full of Du Shen's taste, glass lamps, carved marble wall pillars, and gold-framed paintings are hung along the corridor. Western oil paintings, even the sofa art are embroidered with gold thread.

Du Zhian and Xu Xinan didn't look familiar, they were probably two types of people in the class who had nothing to do with each other.

Thinking about it, Lin Zhique thought, if he and Du Zhian were good friends, how could he be willing to give her a good face.

After sitting for a while, Du Zhian couldn't bear it anymore, and resorted to her method of dividing the front, and said to Xu Xinan, "Xu Xinan, is your English good? Let's go to my study, please teach me Operation."

Lin Zhique said leisurely from the side: "My English is also good."

Xu Xinan was embarrassed.

Holding his breath, Du Zhian dragged Xu Xinan up the stairs.

Lin Zhique folded her arms, crossed her legs, and sat on the big sofa. Zhang Wen watched the two of them disappear up the spiral staircase, and whispered to her, "It's okay, you can tutor me."

"Go! Go! Go!"

There is a floor-to-ceiling glass sliding door leading to the courtyard in the living room. Zhang Wen walked over and swung the door wide open.

Lin Zhique also got up and walked out, escaping from the air of the wealthy residence that could not tolerate even a speck of dust.Here she is just a speck of dust.

The two stood together on the porch outdoors.

Even the porch had solid wood floors, polished and spotless.

Half of the compressed cigarette case was exposed in the back pocket of Zhang Wen's jeans.

This young man is jointed, thin, slightly hunchbacked, and his voice is too low when he is changing his voice. When he is not messing around, he still looks a little deep.

Lin Zhique asked: "Do you smoke? Which store will sell it to you?"

"I stole from my dad."

The outdoor porch is very long, and in addition to the living room, the other end seems to be connected to another room.The aunt who lived in the house came out from that end, took a dustpan, and pretended to sweep the ground for a while, but kept looking at them.

Zhang Wen said: "She seems to be afraid that we will steal things."

"You have a criminal record, so we should guard against you."

Zhang Wen laughed, "Tell me, according to the novel, should I go after Du Zhian, catch up with her and then dump her, so that I can vent my anger on you?"

Lin Zhique frowned in disgust, "Zhang Wen, don't you really think that Du Zhian has a crush on you?"

Zhang Wen turned to look at her and asked, "What about you? Can you? I'll chase you?"

"You can tell me directly."

"Really?"

"Well, you confess to me, so I can refuse you."

Zhang Wen was speechless for a few seconds.

"...So cruel, Lin Zhique."

Lin Zhique glanced at the aunt who lived in the distance.She began to care again.

She nudged Zhang Wen with her elbow.

"Hey, give me a cigarette."