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After thinking for a while, he said, "I'm afraid I don't have time. And I'm not good enough."

"I just want to talk about your drama."

"Although I'm the one who gets the limelight, the drama really has nothing to do with me. Why don't you ask Lin Ke, the director of the drama club? I'll send you her mobile phone number, I think it will be more useful."

The senior sister smiled and said, "Are you busy with your studies?"

"No, I'm writing a love letter. It's a headache if I don't have any inspiration yet, so I won't say more."

"Write a love letter? Which girl do you have a crush on? Why don't I know?" Jiang Yu was dumbfounded

Pei Xu said good night to the speechless senior on the other end of the phone, and still stared at the computer mailbox interface cross-legged.

Jiang Yu thought that Pei Xu was making excuses. After all, Pei Xu had said that he was palpitations and couldn't run the 1000-meter physical test before. He ran a few top.

——Peter Gang has no shame at all, he can easily talk nonsense, and never needs psychological training.

Pei Xu rested his chin and thought for a while, but he still couldn't think of what harassing email he was going to send tonight. Sure enough, the source of artistic creation will be temporarily dried up after being disturbed by a few phone calls.

He took out his roller skates and asked Jiang Yu, "Where's your new pair of roller skates? I said I wanted to learn, so I bought the pair I've never worn."

Stepping on her slippers, Jiang Yu took out a shoebox from a pile of groceries behind the door: "What are you doing?"

"lend me."

With two pairs of roller skates in one hand and a beer bottle in the other, Pei Xu slipped sideways through the open door.

Pei Xu's bedroom is not too far from Zhong Jurui, but the roller skates are quite heavy, which still makes Pei Xu a little breathless.He sat under a street lamp and made a phone call.

Zhong Jurui was watching Pei Xu on the full screen with his mobile phone in his arms, when suddenly a phone call made his ears hurt, and he answered the phone in a hurry.

"Hey?"

"Mr. Zhong, I couldn't write a love poem that moved you today."

"The previous ones didn't move me either." Zhong Jurui glanced at the roommates below who were eating happily, got out of bed nimbly, went to the laundry room and secretly answered the phone.

"How come, my intuition tells me that you appreciate my talent in writing love poems."

"I'm sick, I appreciate it." Zhong Jurui lay on the laundry window, seeing people coming and going downstairs in the dormitory, or rushing to the bathroom, or just coming back from self-study to lock the bicycle. Everyone is in a hurry, and there is only one familiar figure. , seems to be particularly idle.

——This figure is holding a mobile phone, the trash can not far from the right is piled with dismantled express boxes, and the two cats are fighting on the left, caught in the middle like an old monk in meditation.

Zhong Jurui went downstairs while dealing with the phone.

"Are you all right? Why are you looking for me?"

"Have you ever talked about being in love? Have you never seen people talking on the phone at night?" The tone was contemptuous.

"I haven't talked about it." Zhong Jurui pushed open the door of the dormitory and walked towards Pei Xu, "But I've never seen anyone downstairs chatting on the phone."

The voice didn't stop coming from the phone, Pei Xu looked back, Zhong Jurui raised an eyebrow at him with a smile on his lips.

Pei Xu covered his chest artificially: "Stop laughing, I'm crazy."

Zhong Jurui immediately changed back to a dead face.

"There are so many mosquitoes here. I bit my ankle and it's so itchy." Pei Xu said coquettishly, "Can you scratch me?"

There was indeed a red and swollen bag on her white ankle. Zhong Jurui pretended to tie his shoelaces and squatted in front of Pei Xu, looking left and right, but no one was paying attention. He quickly crossed the bag and stood up as if nothing had happened. .

Pei Xu dragged his voice and said, "Oh, it hurts."

"It's really useful, pinch the cross and it won't itch anymore." Zhong Jurui put his hands behind his back, only in this way can he resist the urge to rub Pei Xu's hair in public.

Pei Xu showed a twist on the top of his head, took out two bottles of beer from behind, and handed over one bottle, with a very flattering expression: "It's not a loss to be with me, you see, I will share a bottle of beer with you."

Zhong Jurui only thought it was nonsense, poked his head and saw two pairs of roller skates behind Pei Xu, and asked, "It's so late, you still have to go to the roller skating club? Didn't you say you quit the club last time?"

"Retired. But today I want to invite you to fight with me."

"I played double row skating when I was very young, and I may not be good at single row."

"It's okay. It's past eleven o'clock. After twelve o'clock, there will be no one on the non-motorized road. There is a flat and wide road for you to practice. It will be fine if you find the feeling."

"Then what are we going to do here? There are still four and ten minutes." Zhong Jurui asked.

Pei Xu pondered for a moment: "Let's find a place without mosquitoes and finish drinking beer, then drink and drive!"

The city in the dead of night gives people a very different feeling, like a sleeping beast.There are lights everywhere, street lamps, neon lights, and ambiguous pink light boxes on street corners.The wind is very cold, but you are not afraid of the coolness, you just want to melt in the wind.

Zhong Jurui had seen wild dogs and cats fighting late at night in their suburbs, and the rustling of peach tree leaves in the yard.He is also the first to see the wee hours of downtown.Pei Xu led him to practice for a while, and seeing that he could slide smoothly, he opened the way ahead on his own.

Zhong Jurui's speed was neither fast nor slow. Although there was no pedestrian on the road, he still followed the traffic regulations very carefully.

Pei Xu is not so disciplined. Relying on his good skills, he slips backwards and slips away, and waits for Zhong Jurui to catch up, jumping on the curb and jumping off.

"Be careful." Zhong Jurui said, frowning.

Pei Xu showed a canine tooth, and rushed towards Zhong Jurui at high speed, with a sudden brake, the tip of his nose almost touched him.Pei Xu leaned forward to take advantage of it, and said "Oops" embarrassingly: "It's all inertia, I didn't kiss you on purpose."

"It's the first time I know that inertia is fixed below the neck, and only the head moves forward." Zhong Jurui said speechlessly, "We have been skating for long enough, shall we go back?"

"Do you want to watch the sunrise?" Pei Xu faced Zhong Jurui, slipping slowly.

"Is it here?"

"Of course not, go to Binjiang Avenue. There will be sunrise at five o'clock."

Zhong Jurui asked dubiously: "This is a city, can you see the sunrise in the morning?"

"Have you been there?" Pei Xu asked.

"It's not..."

"That's it, I've been there, I have experience or you have experience, hey, will you go or not?"

"It's at least ten kilometers away from Binjiang Avenue. How long will it take to slide there?" Zhong Jurui didn't really want to go. He had been with Pei Xusi until three o'clock in the morning. Make an exception.

"I want to go with you." Pei Xu stretched on the spot.

Zhong Jurui sighed and followed silently.He complained in his heart that his heart would soften for a while, he stayed up all night and ran around the world following Pei Xu's nerves, and he would probably have a headache that exploded tomorrow morning, day, it really shouldn't be impulsive to brush the street with him.A hand was held up when he was upset, Zhong Jurui couldn't help but look down - a very beautiful hand with slender fingers and well-defined knuckles.

"Zhong Jurui, we haven't held hands yet." Pei Xu hugged each other earnestly, "It turns out this is what it feels like to hold hands with you."

——It's really strange, kissed, kissed, and hugged in the activity room.They never held hands.

"Do you remember this feeling?" Pei Xu asked.

Zhong Jurui tried to hold on tightly, and pulled him towards him. Naturally, Pei Xu got closer to him, and he could clearly see the trembling eyelashes and dark brown pupils.

"I remember." Zhong Jurui looked into Pei Xu's eyes and said.

——This feeling is a gust of wind finding a branch that can be docked, a bunch of neon lights quietly shining in the night, and it is [-]% only because of your heartbeat.

"I don't want to let go." Pei Xu said, "Please, please, be sure, don't, let go."

He turned around, clasped Zhong Jurui's hand firmly, and moved forward quickly on roller skating.

The speed is too fast, and everything is not clear.

Zhong Jurui was being pulled forward, and his steps couldn't help himself. He watched the intertwined shadows of the two people grow longer, shorter, thicker, and lighter under the light.This kind of cognition is very novel, and he is deeply satisfied with the intimacy of the shadow.

He thought he would never forget this feeling. Joy was like the air slowly released from a balloon pierced with a small needle, not blatant enough, but disturbing enough.He unconsciously pursed his lips and laughed, no longer following behind Pei Xu, but speeding up to walk side by side.

They held hands tightly, looked at each other occasionally, and looked away with a smile.

There was a formless sour poem in Pei Xu's heart, because he didn't want to break this quiet and tacit moment, he didn't say it in the end.

——Zhong Jurui, don't just look at the shadow, you look back at me, even if you are by my side, when you don't look at me, I am also madly in lovesickness.

☆、Chapter 25

"Do you remember the road?" Zhong Jurui asked helplessly when he walked under the same road sign for the second time.

"Why do you need GPS if you can remember the road? You technology dogs have developed so many advanced tools, isn't it just to liberate the brain?"

"Then does your phone have power?" Zhong Jurui asked.

Pei Xu pressed the home button twice, but there was no response: "I went back to the dormitory today and forgot to charge it, so I came out to look for you."

Zhong Jurui's mobile phone had been charged, but his broken mobile phone, like a bungee jumper, swung to the bottom without paying attention, and it just officially went to sleep 5 minutes ago.

Running wildly in the city late at night is indeed a very sick decision.Zhong Jurui regretted it.

Pei Xu is full of confidence: "All along, you have been trying to suppress me with IQ, but obviously, after losing the tools of modern civilization, it is not certain whether our IQ is higher or lower. Let Benkegou use his rich geographical knowledge to give you Analyze where we are now."

"You better understand geography." Zhong Jurui snorted.

"First of all, we observed that camphor trees are planted on both sides of the road, which is a typical subtropical economic tree species. According to the type of plant, we can first exclude it."

Zhong Jurui listened attentively.

Pei Xu said seriously: "The first thing that can be ruled out is that we are definitely not in the North Pole or Africa. Combined with the slogan of building a new tomorrow in City A on the opposite billboard, I can even boldly judge that we are in City A in China."

——Is there any meaning to this method of elimination?Does this obvious conclusion require bold assumptions and careful reasoning?

Pei Xu looked at Zhong Jurui's face full of shit, and said happily, "I'm kidding you. Look, there is a 24-hour McDonald's ahead. Let's ask the clerk."

They went to the bathroom first to solve their three urgent needs, then borrowed the clerk's mobile phone to search the map, memorized the approximate route, and then sat down with the hamburger they just bought to rest for a while.

It's not just the two of them in the store.Zhong Jurui never expected that there are still many people at McDonald's at four o'clock in the morning.A few young people piled up bags of luggage under their feet, looking at their mobile phones tiredly. A woman was holding a child, her head was like a chicken pecking at rice, and she was about to hit the table, and she sat up straight again sleepy.

— don't know where they come from, why they spend long nights at McDonald's.

Pei Xu had no appetite, so he ate a few mouthfuls casually, and was about to throw away the hamburger. An old lady behind him had sharp eyes and said quickly, "Don't eat? Give me a good cut?"

Zhong Jurui took the initiative to hand over his unopened hamburger: "I haven't eaten this before."

"You don't have the nerve to ask for it." The old lady continued to ask Pei Xu, "You don't want that?"

Pei Xu nodded, and the old lady took the hamburger, wrapped the wrapping paper, stuffed it into her bosom, and closed her eye sockets in the corner again.

"Let's go?" Pei Xu asked.

Zhong Jurui said "hmm", straightened his coat, and put his untouched hamburger quietly in the hand of the old lady before going out.

"We Rurui people are kind-hearted." Pei Xu said.

"Renmei you uncle. I just think of my grandma." Zhong Jurui stretched his shoulders and neck, "I haven't been back for a few days. I'm going home on weekends, do you come to my house for dinner? She asked you when you will go back last time."

Pei Xu hesitated for a moment: "I won't go to your house."

"why?"

"Just in case she sees something, it's not good."

Zhong Jurui patted Pei Xu on the back, didn't say anything, took a few steps, and took the opportunity to quietly pull his hand again.

The sky is already indigo, and the street lights have not yet been extinguished.The two of them found a public bench by the river and unloaded their roller skates.

The calf muscles were stiff, like inflated citric acid swollen and weak. Zhong Jurui kneaded it a few times casually. He had passed the peak of his drowsiness, and he would wake up unexpectedly, while Pei Xu was exhausted and yawned twice. Turning sideways, he slammed his chin on Zhong Jurui's shoulder and tried to support his balance. It seemed that he felt that his chin was uncomfortable due to too many shoulder bones. After a while, he closed his eyes and changed his direction, encircling Zhong Jurui's upper body, and put half of his face on Zhongjurui's shoulder. Rui turned his back and raised his spirits.

Zhong Jurui looked down at him, a place in his heart was soft.

——It seems that I can understand why Guangguang smiles like an idiot every time he sees the little milk cat kicking his legs while sleeping.As long as Pei Xu doesn't speak, Zhong Jurui is really willing to admit that this guy looks pleasing to the eye and makes people never get tired of it.

There is nothing on the riverside, only cars passing sporadically on the more distant bridge across the river.

He felt that this was very good, and he didn't need to make any oaths to express his determination, nor did he need to have deeper physical contact.Nothing extra is needed, every pore feels just right.They were exhausted, leaning on each other on an old bench, the wind from the river made him shiver, so the heat that came into contact with each other seemed particularly warm and coveted.Seeing the white belly of the sky, he called Pei Xu in a low voice: "It seems that the sun is about to rise."

However, Pei Xu limply pressed against him as if all the bones in his body had been torn apart, humming in his mouth, and he didn't know what to reply.

--interesting.

Zhong Jurui picked up Pei Xu's cuff, and lifted the man's wrist from the suspicious position at the base of his thigh to the knee in the safe area. Such a large movement did not affect Pei Xu's sound sleep.Zhong Jurui instantly got Pei Xu's new way of playing, and couldn't help fiddling with his posture.However, no matter how he moves, Pei Xu is like a rubber man, seemingly slipping down, and quickly finds a more fitting posture with a twist, but sticks closer and tighter to him.

Zhong Jurui couldn't help laughing: "Did you do it on purpose? Are you awake?"

No one spoke up.

Zhong Jurui whispered furtively: "If you don't wake up, I'll kiss you." After he finished speaking, he didn't move. He kept watching the street lights on Binjiang Avenue going from south to north, and they went out quickly one by one.The sky is really about to light up, but no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like you can see the sunrise. When you are about to lower your head to ask Pei Xu, you see a pair of twinkling eyes - if there are no dark circles under the eyes, they can be considered beautiful.Zhong Jurui unknowingly put on a filter that was thicker than anyone else, and only felt that his sleepy face was a little cute.

"Didn't you say kiss before you wake up? You deliberately pretended to sleep for a long time, and there was nothing. Liar." The tone was very resentful.

"What did you lie to?"

"Cheating feelings." Pei Xu said, "I also secretly licked my lower lip, lest you feel that my lips are not moist enough when you kiss me." He sat up straight and stretched his neck, asking Zhong Jurui when he would go back.

"Didn't you mean to watch the sunrise?" Pointing to the sky, it was half bright, but the sun hadn't come out yet.

"I can't see it." Pei Xu shook his tail, "It's been hazy for so many years, how can we see the sunrise in the city center. Besides, you can see that the other side of the river is full of skyscrapers, and the sunrise is almost blocked. "

——Day, then why did you call me here?

Zhong Jurui didn't know where to start scolding for a while.

Thinking of Pei Xu swearing to ask him yesterday: "Have you been there or have I been there?" Zhong Jurui looked very ignorant, and he was a little angry. Just about to swear, Pei Xu moved closer and said pitifully: "I I just want to stay together with you, and realize the devious policy to sleep with you until dawn."

"Then you don't have to stay here all night?" Zhongju Rui was heartbroken, and didn't say the second half: If I had known that watching the sunrise was just a cover, then I could open a standard room to catch up on sleep comfortably after coming out of McDonald's. You don't have to sit by the riverside where the birds don't shit and blow the cold wind.But he doubted that if he dared to say this proposal, Pei Xu would immediately take off his clothes and pose in an S shape the moment he entered the room, so he finally chose to shut up.

Pei Xu's attitude of admitting his mistakes was very good: "If you feel sorry for not seeing the sunrise, I think we can re-select an auspicious day, and experience the feeling of a white light in front of us together on a big bed-similar to watching the sunrise, but It’s better than watching the sunrise. But today is not good, I ran all night, and I really don’t have the energy.”

"What the hell do you need strength for?" Zhong Jurui said angrily. He didn't sleep all night, and a nerve in the back of his head seemed to be broken due to lack of sleep.

"I'm going to try my best to make a bed." Pei Xu smiled with a secretive expression on his face, "You haven't been a Huang Wen writer before, so you won't understand."

"What kind of Huangwen did you write?" Zhong Jurui said, "Last time you said you were a Huangwen writer, what did you write?"

"I'm writing about romance. It's hard to say the specifics. I finally watched you bend, so I can't stimulate you straight."

"What?" Zhong Jurui was just asking casually, but now he opened his mouth in surprise, thinking that he hadn't slept all night and had auditory hallucinations.Wait a minute, isn't this idiot who spoke on stage yesterday for the rise of China saying that he wrote Huang Wen actually joking?Didn't you just say nonsense to tease me?Is this little gay guy telling me now that he actually wrote about men and women instead of dogs and men?

Pei Xu said a little proudly: "It's almost time for me to withdraw cash from Huang Wen's website, and I will give you a gift when the time comes. I have worked so hard to make money to support you, which is much more reasonable than using my brother's peace of mind."

--Eh?Wait a minute, how can I feel at ease when you work so hard to write about children/face giants/breasts to make money!

Pei Xu said seriously: "What expression do you have? Are you disrespecting my literary creation?"

Zhong Jurui stood where he was: "Ah? Ha? Aren't you going to be a reporter? Aren't you posting some serious editorials on the official account? You really write pornography?"

"So you still read my official account?" Pei Xu smiled sweetly, "Being a reporter is not in conflict with writing Huangwen, it's just a side job. As far as I know, there is a lecturer in our school's Marx College, or this Where is the resident author of the website?"

Zhong Jurui has no idea how to face this wicked world.

Even though he didn't sleep all night, Zhong Jurui went back to lie down until noon and got up energetically to go to class.The nanny was asleep, and when she saw him get up, she subconsciously said, "Morning."

After all, Mr. Zhong, who never stays in bed, is always more accurate than the time-telling bird. The nanny thought that it was only eight o'clock in the morning, and fell asleep again. When she woke up again, it was already afternoon, and he perfectly missed a philosophy discussion class.Now that the beginning has been missed, there is no point in going out now, and the nanny closed her eyes happily again—there is no philosophy discussion class in heaven.

When Zhong Jurui came back from class, he found that the nanny was still sleeping soundly, without any fluctuations in his heart, so he walked lightly to the corridor to call Pei Xu, but the girl didn't wake up.

I've slept for eight hours, why don't you wake up?

He always knew that contemporary college students like to sleep late, but when this person became his boyfriend, it was a bit unbearable.Affected by his grandmother who went to bed early and got up early, Zhong Jurui felt that a good routine was the beginning of a long life, and he couldn't just watch Pei Xu degenerate.

——But think about it, if you haven't slept all night, it's normal to sleep a little longer today.After sleeping for so long on an empty stomach, waking up is probably uncomfortable.Zhong Jurui felt distressed and went to the porridge shop near the school to buy millet porridge.After buying, he stood downstairs in Pei Xu's dormitory, at a loss.

Day, buy your uncle's millet porridge.Sending porridge is too girly, right?What kind of man/wife plot is this?

It was so embarrassing to stand still, always feeling that someone would stare at him, Zhong Jurui pretended to walk around the whole building twice naturally.Just as I was thinking about how to send it up, I happened to see an acquaintance - isn't the one who was talking to the girl downstairs, Pei Xu's roommate, Jiang Yu?

Although Zhong Jurui knew Jiang Yu, Jiang Yu didn't know Zhong Jurui. He was still immersed in the sweet world with his girlfriend, when suddenly a bowl of porridge appeared in front of him.

Zhong Jurui coughed dryly: "Student, can you bring this to Pei Xu?"

Jiang Yu was completely shocked. Did Pei Te just participate in some country draft and won the championship? Why did he cheer like a fellow villager giving away special products? Someone gave beer yesterday, and today someone gave rice porridge. Thank you for your support, but Xiao Pei doesn't want to be disturbed by many people, let's not take it as an example, don't send it away in the future."

Confused, Zhong Jurui agreed to go back indiscriminately.He sent Pei Xu a WeChat message asking him to get up and drink some porridge to rest his stomach before going to bed, so he carried his schoolbag and went to self-study.

Pei Xu was woken up by the smell of food. He climbed out of bed and saw Jiang Yu ate a ridiculously spicy skewer and was looking for water all over the world.Since the last drinking water safety incident, their dormitory no longer uses the purified water provided by the school. The water they just got is so hot that they can't drink it.

Pei Xu was sitting on the stool, reading unread messages one by one, and happened to see Zhong Jurui's one.He looked around, the only bowl of porridge in the entire dormitory was in the hands of his roommate, and asked, "Is that porridge mine?"

"Lend me a drink. I just ate peppercorns." Jiang Yu blushed, and suddenly noticed a murderous look over there, and asked cautiously, "Can't you drink it?"

"Well, it makes me unhappy." Pei Xu rattled his knuckles, "You'd better think about it now, which way of dying do you like?"

☆、Chapter 26

As the end of the term was approaching, Zhou Xin organized the last regular meeting of "Randian", announcing that after finishing the next issue of the newspaper, this semester's club activities would officially end.Due to their shortsightedness last semester, they felt that there was no need to recruit too many newcomers. Now that they are leaving the agency, they found out that the entire freshman year has only recruited a strong man, Pei Xu, and this strong man does not intend to continue to stay in the agency. The newspaper is facing a shortage of talents. .

"I don't have much talent when it comes to writing poetry and prose, so I'd better give up my position to a classmate who is more interested in poetry." Pei Xu said modestly.

When he said this, Zhong Jurui in the corner couldn't help squinting at him several times.

So Zhou Xin and the others had no choice but to mobilize a few seniors who were about to start recruiting new students in the next semester. Don't rush to quit the club.After all, their agency has no shortage of funds, they give pocket money for everything they do, and there is a regular activity room with a refrigerator and sofa for self-study, which is logically very attractive.

Zhong Jurui and Pei Xu originally wanted to stay in the activity room for self-study, but Zhou Xin's call made many members who went to the library frenziedly occupying seats to remember that they still have such a private space, so after the meeting ended today, several people did not move Take your seat, take out your computer, and study on the spot.

The two looked at each other and walked out.

"Have you started the end of term?"

"No, our professional exams are arranged very late."

Pei Xu asked, "Then where are you going?"

"Tomorrow is the weekend, I have to go home today." Zhong Jurui stepped on the countless shattered light spots on Wutong Avenue, and glanced at Pei Xu, "I can also walk around with you first."

Pei Xu nodded, and said with a serious expression: "I think you like me quite a bit."

——Aha?

"But I don't want to tell you about the proof process." Pei Xu smiled slyly, "Teacher Zhong Zhong, you just say whether I got the answer right or not."

"No." Zhong Jurui changed the schoolbag on his right shoulder to the left in a speechless manner. The phone in his pocket buzzed. He glanced at the caller ID and it was a golden snake, so he connected directly.

Jin Snake is an undecided guy. During this period of time, he regained his strength and rented a few small offices in a youth entrepreneurial park in City A.This entrepreneurial park is near University A. He happened to think of Zhong Jurui today and decided to meet for dinner.

Although it sounds bizarre, in fact, they have known each other for several years and have never met offline.At first, they formed a "homework assignment gang". Zhong Jurui was in high school, and Jin Snake was an undergraduate student in the United States. They didn't even think about being face-to-face. Later, the gang disbanded, and Jin Snake returned to Yangcheng to start his own business. The two were not together. In the city, I never had a chance to make an appointment. Even two years ago, when my mother-in-law was diagnosed with an early-stage tumor, Zhong Jurui was very embarrassed and asked him to borrow some spare money for turnover. His standard for judging character is that Zhong Jurui's code is more standardized-a person with high-quality, concise code and organized work must be a good person.This unreliable way of seeing people makes Jin Snake encounter unreliable business partners many times, but fortunately Zhong Jurui seems to be an exception. In his struggling career of repeated failures and repeated attempts, Xiao Zhong has always been the strongest backing.

——And the first thing this backer said to him when he received the phone call was: "I have already received a summer internship offer from a big factory, and I will be hired in three weeks. I can't do the work of your company."

Golden Snake said: "Oh, it's just a meal. If we don't do things together, we can have a pleasant chat about whether PHP is the best language."

Zhong Jurui glanced at Pei Xu again, and said sullenly: "Did you write a bug for a day, are you free?"

The golden snake howled on the other end of the phone: "Damn it! This curse is a bit vicious! I just went out and drove today, so I called you because it was more convenient for me to make appointments."

"I have an appointment with a...friend today, and I have to go home tonight, how about next week?"

"It's better to hit the sun than to choose another day. Bring your friends! I'm almost driving to your University A, so I'll see you later." Jin Snake quickly hung up the phone.

——It is simply because I always think about it like this, that I have repeatedly failed to start a business.Zhong Jurui sighed inwardly, spread his hands towards Pei Xu, and asked him if he wanted to have dinner together.

"Maybe it's one of the few friends I've kept in touch with over the past few years. I've been in touch with him online before, so I haven't seen him before. But he's come to City A, so I should be able to see him more often in the future."

After Zhong Jurui explained who this person was, Pei Xu stroked his chin and concluded, "Oh? This statement made me a little wary. Online romances are popping up? How can Ben Zhenggong be absent?"

"Your uncle Zhenggong! My grandma's [-] o'clock TV series will not show Gongdou." Zhong Jurui covered his face, and called his grandma to tell her to go back after dinner.

They talked and went to the main entrance to wait. After a while, a flamboyant Jeep Wrangler sauntered to the side of the road, and Zhong Jurui's cell phone rang again.

"I'm at the gate of your school. I drove a small red jeep. Have you seen it?"

Zhong Jurui and Pei Xu walked over, knocked on the car window, saw a big bald man with thick eyebrows and big eyes sitting inside, and enthusiastically let them get in the car.

Golden Snake was a little familiar, turned around and shook hands, and began to chatter on its own.Originally, he was driving a more flamboyant two-door convertible with no local license plate. He was afraid that the elevated traffic would be restricted later in the evening rush hour, so he robbed his friend's off-road vehicle halfway.

Zhong Jurui said: "Let's just go to the nearby business district to eat casually, and we don't have to drive so far."

Jin Snake smiled and said: "I know, I just found an excuse to rub his car to enjoy it. I have wanted to buy an off-road vehicle for a long time, and I don't have a lot of money."

– bridge bean sack. 5 minutes ago you seemed to say that you originally drove a small convertible?Do you not have enough money to open a small convertible?

Under Zhong Jurui's dead face, his heart was turbulent.

Jin Snake said very ashamedly: "I bought my small convertible several years ago. After working, my family has no support, so I'm quite struggling."

Pei Xu smiled and asked how to address it.

Jin Snake said: "My online name is Jin Snake, and my real name is Tang Cheng. You can call me whoever you want. You are a soft worker like Ju Rui? Would you like to consider coming to my place?"

"He's not a code farmer." Zhong Jurui was convinced. The Golden Snake is a walking claw machine. When it sees a suitable person, it will look for it and grab it with its claws.

They found a grilled fish shop, sat down and chatted while eating.Although I have never met offline, we have done many projects together, and we have cultivated a lot of tacit understanding through online communication. Jin Snake and Zhong Jurui chatted without silence. Because of Pei Xu, they hardly talked about business affairs, and they talked about all kinds of people. gossip.

Pei Xu was shocked to find that Zhong Jurui was like a gossip fan, very good at gossip without guilt.

"Do you remember the art worker before? He went for a hair transplant last month, with a head of 3 yuan." Jin Snake said, "Young people are so stubborn. Like me, I realized early on that my father is bald and can't escape. If you are going to be bald in middle age, you should shave your head early and accept the arrangement of fate."

"Why doesn't your dad get hair transplants?" Zhong Jurui put a piece of fish into Pei Xu's bowl.

Jin Snake talked about with great interest how his father struggled in the bald swamp in the early years, how many secret remedies he used, and finally went through all kinds of hardships and evolved from a bald middle-aged man to a bald old man.

"But it's fine now."

Zhong Jurui asked, "Is it cured now?"

"No," Jin Snake said, "he thought about it. Balding is the sign of a successful township entrepreneur. If you can't think about it, you can't help it. People use a drop of hair growth agent, and their hair is as lush as a chimpanzee. My dad uses a catty of hair growth agent. It’s like the skin of a kiwi fruit, and you can only see a fluffy layer under the light. He can’t cure baldness, he can only cure his mentality.”

Pei Xu shook with laughter.

After hurting his own father, Golden Snake started hurting Zhong Jurui again.

"In an industry like ours, it's easy to have a high ground in the middle. It's a pity that you have such a face. It's a pity to be bald. You should pay attention to it." Jin Snake said suddenly, "Zhong Jurui, you have caught a lot of fish for your friend Yes, I have been nagging, and when I bowed my head, half of it was gone, it was a disadvantage."

Zhong Jurui panicked, and quickly said, "I'll order another one, the sauce-flavored one, okay?"

Jin Snake narrowed his eyes, looked back and forth between the two of them, and found that the knees of the two people on the opposite side were naturally leaning together, and frowned, realizing that the matter was not simple: "I feel that this is not the smell of sauce, but a sour smell of love. .Fuck, is it real or not?"

Zhong Jurui didn't know that there was a leak under the table, and thought it was too obvious that the food was subconsciously picked up, so he picked up a large piece of food for the golden snake as a remedy, and said with a beating heart, "What are you thinking, don't talk nonsense."

Pei Xu glanced at Zhong Jurui, but said nothing.

Zhong Jurui doesn't want to make trouble for himself, so he has no intention of coming out.When there is no one around, he and Pei Xu can do whatever they want.When there are people, he will want to restrain himself.Not being known is the best way to protect this relationship.

——However, feelings cannot be faked or concealed.Even if you can hold back your movements on the tabletop, it can be hard to remember to hold back your knees touching each other under the tabletop.

He got off the bus and walked home, still thinking deeply about whether he could tell people about this kind of thing.Grandma definitely can't say that at this age, she doesn't want her to suffer any three-dimensional impact.My friends would never say anything unless it was absolutely necessary. Some people would be intimidated by such things, and Zhong Jurui didn't want to talk about his private affairs with others.Zhong Jianxing, this kind of person has been classified into the list of relatives who don't move around, of course, there is no need to explain anything to him.After thinking about it, Zhong Jurui decided that he should still pay attention to his words and deeds in public places in the future. He obviously didn't do anything out of line today. The golden snake has such speculations, which is simply too scary.

Grandma sat under the lamp, wearing disposable gloves, and holding a small brush in her hand, applying hair dye to her graying hair.Don't start to smear the back of the head for a while, and grandma's hands will be sore from exhaustion.As I get older, it is a bit embarrassing for the old man not to start from the angle.

Zhong Jurui walked in quickly, threw the bag on the table, and took the small brush: "Mother-in-law, didn't you say to dye it for you when I came back, why did you do it yourself first?"

Grandma said: "Anyway, you're almost home, so paint the places I can get first."

She asked a little embarrassedly, "Is there too much white hair?"

"Not much." Zhong Jurui gently applied the hair dye to the hair.

"Just lie to me! I used to see one pulled out, but now I can only dye it all black." The mother-in-law said, "Why are there not many at this age? It's the age to see Pingru."

"Don't talk nonsense." Zhong Jurui lowered his eyes, "Do you want to wipe some more in front? There is still some left in the small bowl."

"When it comes to Pingru, you change the subject. I miss Pingru too, I just don't worry