To my dear Mr. Meng

I stood downstairs in the community, staring at the garbage pile and thinking for 10 minutes, but I was still reluctant to throw away the chocolate and sugar.The expression was too regretful, and the uncle who recycled the waste beside him silently left me all the foam boards he picked out, and asked me to sell them for a good price.

Sure enough, righteousness kills more dogs.

I took the mints home to honor my mother, and she took them and put them in the poker room, which can refresh me when I play mahjong with poker friends all night.The chocolate was originally given to her, but when my mother opened it and ate it, she found out that it was wine heart. She is allergic to alcohol, so she gave it all to me again.

It's not good to give away after unpacking, so I can only keep it for myself.

I am probably a little crazy, but I am embarrassed to throw away all love letters, and I always feel that I have let down the sincerity of others.But Mr. Meng's name on the envelope was too obtrusive, so I threw the envelope away, folded the letter paper as it was, and put it in my schoolbag together with the two anonymous love letters I had given to me earlier.It's not safe to put it at home, no corner of the house can escape my mother's search, she even shakes the books on the bookshelf in my bedroom one by one.

Compared with the two love letters sent to Mr. Meng, my two love letters were written in different handwriting, and they were perfunctory like filling out school forms. For a while, I suspected that some little bastard in the school team was here to tease me.

Until the end of the second week, when our school’s field competition was over, and we were going to rent a car to compete in other schools, nothing was delivered.Probably because there was no response from Mr. Meng, the girl tactfully quit.

This girl must have been to the game and took the opportunity to put things in Mr. Meng's bag, but she mistook my bag.But the whole place was crowded with people inside and outside, and I didn't have so many eyes to see the six directions.At first I thought it was a girl in the cheerleading team, because there were still a few freshmen in the cheerleading team that I didn't know very well. Later, I secretly asked Guan Guanting for their names one by one, but found that they were all wrong.

The children when we were studying were not as capable as the children now.At that time, she dared to write two love letters like this, and it was written by a girl. If two more people knew about it, it would have spread to the whole school.The risk of writing a love letter is very high. After all, there is evidence in black and white. If you make a careless move, the Political and Education Office will be alarmed. At that time, four or five teachers wearing red sleeves will come to the classroom aggressively to arrest people. Parents are invited to be punished. Posting announcements to report criticism, only the perpetrators were not tied up to parade in the streets-that would be too lively.

That night, I was dawdling in my bedroom to finish my homework - solid geometry gave me a headache, I would rather write two more functions - and suddenly I heard my mother yelling in the living room.I opened the door, poked my head out, and found that she was on the phone. I just listened to the beginning. Needless to say, it must be my dad on the other end of the phone.

"Why didn't you die outside, huh? So many dogs were killed in a car accident, why couldn't you run over this thing? You fucking..."

The following long list of content is roughly the same, except that the dog is replaced by other animals.A few years ago, listening to this variety of novel curses was enough to make me overwhelmed, but now my resistance is as good as my dad's patience, and it is getting better. My dad called for 5 minutes. Hang up after talking about business.

As soon as my mother hung up the phone, she turned her head away: "What are you listening to? Have you finished your homework? If you don't go to review, the final exam is coming soon. You will be in your third year of high school next semester. If you don't get into a good university, How can you feel sorry for me? Just like your father, I serve you with all my heart and soul every day, and I have no conscience..."

Without saying a word, I walked to the dining room and poured myself a glass of water to drink.While drinking water, I saw her pick up the phone again and called the fourth aunt, and you talked about trivial family stories one by one.Later, my mother talked about my father again. At first, she cursed and cried, and she still didn't forget to spit all over my father's bad deeds.

I can all imagine Fourth Aunt's happy echo on the phone.Not only the fourth aunt and younger aunt, including several aunts, talked about my family’s affairs with great interest. On the one hand, they probably wanted to see the scene where my mother climbed higher and fell harder, and on the other hand, they wanted to hear more about my mother. Because of the misfortune that happened to him, he had to stand on the same front with her against his will.

There is a saying that the friendship between women is often not because of common interests and friends, but because of common enemies.

So they all denounced my dad as "a bastard who killed a thousand knives". "Bastard" is a good word, because bastards are immortal for thousands of years.After all, if my dad was really kicked by their curses one day, it would be a little difficult to find another second fool who beat and scolded and spit money out.Therefore, whenever my mother cried "I can't go on", they would stand up in unison and move out such things as "men are so cheap", "how can there be a man who doesn't want to eat wild food", "communicate with him , will come back" and other classic proverbs that shine with the brilliance of marriage truth to warn my mother, and timely pull out the divorced aunt as a negative example.

Biological sisters are different after all, they know how to pass the steps to their feet at the right time.

After listening to my mother, she would always nod her head, expressing that she knew the basics of propriety, and she would never lose her head like my aunt and go on a road of no return like divorce.

"I know, I have been with him for so many years, he is sorry for me and owes me his whole life."

Back in the bedroom, I read a novel and nestled in the small sofa, peeling two chocolates by the way.After reading most of the novel, I reached out to find something empty, only to realize that I had eaten up a whole box.At first, I was afraid that I would not be able to sleep at night after eating too much chocolate, but after I came out of the shower, I felt a little buoyant, like stepping on a boat with choppy waves, a little top-heavy, and fell down on the bed.

Before I lost consciousness, I realized that I was probably a little drunk because of the alcohol.

I didn't sleep well all night, I seemed to dream that Mr. Meng ran away with other girls, and I still had a headache when I woke up the next day. It was a bad start to the day.The bus to the fifth middle school competition hadn’t arrived yet, I stood at the school gate and yawned, and Guan Ting walked over, also with a look of lack of sleep and hair flying around.

"You didn't sleep well last night, did you?"

I rubbed the back of my throbbing head and nodded indiscriminately: "I drank some wine yesterday."

Guan Ting has the meaning of being a hero and cherishing a hero: "What a coincidence? I did the same yesterday!"

Our blue faces turned to white faces, and we said in unison: "Headache."

As soon as I got on the bus, I occupied the seat on the inside, and Mr. Meng asked, "Aren't you going to sit outside?"

I said I was going to sleep, and Mr. Meng said, "Why didn't you sleep well last night?"

Guan Ting from the other side of the aisle interrupted: "We both drank too much yesterday."

Zeng Yang held the back of the seat and looked at us condescendingly: "Are the two big bosses out for corruption again?"

"Fuck off."

I can't do enough to curse at people.As soon as he leaned on the back of the chair, his upper and lower eyelids were tightly glued together. After relaxing his muscles a little, his head followed the shaking car and fell onto Mr. Meng's shoulder.At this time, I didn't care about whether I was happy next to Mr. Meng, even if I leaned in the arms of the big brother, I would be happy and drunk.

Guan Ting gestured to shoot, Zeng Yang raised his head to the sky in cooperation and shrank back, the big brother at the front turned around and scolded him for being crazy.Mr. Meng asked, "Did you go out to dinner with Guan Ting yesterday?"

I was about to fall asleep, but when he woke me up again, I muttered impatiently in the dimness: "Ask so many questions."

After a long time, I thought it was a long time, but in fact it should have been only a few minutes. I was half asleep and half awake when I was suddenly pushed and forced to open my eyes. Mr. Meng straightened my head and pushed me back to my own position.The backs of the seats in this car were straight and as hard as coffin boards, making it uncomfortable to sit on, let alone sleep on.I woke up with a heavy breath, and my breath was very bad.

"What are you doing!"

Mr. Meng said flatly, "Sit down."

"Can't you let me take a nap? It's an uncomfortable seat."

"Otherwise, you can go and sit by Guan Ting."

"Why are you crazy?" Sitting with Guan Ting and dozing off, I don't know how to spread gossip.

Mr. Meng asked back: "Who lost his nerve?"

I don't know what medicine he took wrongly, but he just wanted to argue with me.The blood vessels in the back of his head swelled, and I squeezed out from between his legs and the front row, and went straight to the last row.Tang Yucai and Zhao Tianlu each held a handful of cards in their hands and were drawing a tortoise, while Dai Hang and the other two watched eagerly.I asked Dai Hang to change seats with me, and he moved away without saying a word. As soon as I sat down, Zhao Tianlu said, "You wait."

"Don't play, I'll sleep."

"It's easy to say." Zhao Tianlu pressed my head on his shoulder and leaned against him, his eyes glued to the card the whole time, "What's wrong with Meng Qiansheng?"

I changed into a comfortable position: "Ghost knows, he took the wrong medicine."

"There are always a few days in every month, my aunt is here."

The laughter of Zhao Tianlu and Tang Yucai was as lewd as if they were inviting customers at the door, and the cheerleading girls sitting in front cast disgusting glances.

Meng Qiansheng really took the wrong medicine today.

When I tell him to pretend to be deaf, he can hear everyone but me, sharper than a dog's ears; when I give him water, he doesn't want it, and says "thank you, I'm not thirsty", and turns his head like Xu Miao, you bite me like a calf I put his schoolbag aside, led the school newspaper reporter into the arena and came back to have a look, and found that the bag was gone, sweating from fright, and finally heard from the cheerleading girl that he had taken it by himself.

The little bastard was obviously angry.

I know Meng Qiansheng too well, as soon as he frowned, I knew he was scolding his father or his mother in his heart.Adults say "this kid has a good temper", and when girls mention him, they say "gentle and easy to get along with". The problem is that he is polite even when stabbing people, like building a high wall on the ground, so that people can't vent their anger.

The last time he sulked at me like this was because we went out to play during the summer vacation of junior high school.At that time, I made a mistake first, let him go, and refused to apologize, which made him very angry. In the next few days, I did not show my face. We were both so angry that we ended up fighting in the corridor after school. one.

Then we went home with our bags all over our heads and our shoulders on our shoulders.

But this time I really don't understand what kind of idleness he has.

This time in the league, our school went all the way through, and the wind went smoothly. The big brother was so happy that he didn't smoke, and calmly planed lunch on the sidelines while giving pointers.The girls in the cheerleading team were even more excited, forcibly suppressing the cheers of others. Even Feng Yanling gave up her previous suspicions and yelled Xu Miao's name to cheer him on.

The game is over, and everyone's excitement has not yet passed, so they booed and asked Big Brother to treat them.The big brother was unambiguous at all, and immediately touched two hundred yuan bills and asked me to buy snacks and drinks for everyone.Zhan Xinlei brought a pen and paper to help write down what everyone wanted. When Feng Yanling was asked, her voice was completely hoarse, and it took me a long time to hear what she wanted.

Guan Ting was not much better, he kept coughing, I couldn't hear clearly, and asked, "What did you say?"

She said it again, but I still didn't hear it, so I leaned closer to hear her say, "Erguotou."

"Pure blind and poor."

Guan Ting smiled like a fool.

"Are you back? Come quickly, if you want something to drink or eat, we'll buy it for you." Zhan Xinlei said.

Turning around, Mr. Meng and Dai Hang came back after going to the bathroom.Dai Hang clamored for two bottles of Coke, but Mr. Meng didn't like soft drinks, so I said, "Buy you orange juice?"

He didn't even look at me, and said to Zhan Xinlei, "Coke."

"Okay, okay, I can just buy a dozen, so I can get a bottle as a gift."

Zhan Xinlei was quite satisfied, and she dimpled at Mr. Meng.

He followed suit with a smile.

"You sweat a lot, is it too hot?" Zhan Xinlei handed over a pack of tissues, "Here you are."

I am not hot, but angry.

I wiped off the sweat dripping from my forehead, resisted the urge to drag Meng Qiansheng over to beat me up on the spot, gritted my teeth and walked away with Zhan Xinlei with a ferocious expression.

The owner of the canteen smiled at our two big customers, and Zhan Xinlei took whatever he wanted, this one for sweet, that one for iced, and there were two big pockets full of snacks.I hugged the soda in my arms, Zhan Xinlei put down the snacks, reached out to touch it, and said:

"Boss, please replace this Coke with an unfrozen one."

The boss repeatedly agreed and immediately changed it for her.Walking outside, I asked, "Why do you want to change to a bottle of normal temperature?"

Zhan Xinlei counted the snacks in the bag: "Didn't Meng Qiansheng not drink ice water?"

As soon as the words fell, she felt that something was wrong, and quickly glanced at me.

I was stunned: "How do you know?"

Zhan Xinlei laughed: "Well, well, I heard about it."

"You know him pretty well. Like him?"

After I finished speaking, I felt a little regretful, how could I be so angry with such a cute girl.

Zhan Xinlei immediately denied: "No! Don't talk nonsense. In fact, it's just... a friend of mine, um, likes him."

I repeated it: "Oh, your friend."

She was a little anxious: "It's really my friend! She has a notebook to remember what Meng Qiansheng likes and dislikes, and she nags me every day."

Can you do this?

I was a little surprised: "Really?"

Zhan Xinlei thought I was asking back, so she lowered her voice and said quietly: "Forget it, it's all to prove my innocence, I'll tell you secretly, don't tell others. Don't tell Meng Qiansheng! My friend Gao Ting likes it." He, Gao Ting is in the same class as me, and he hasn't participated in any activities, so you probably don't know him."

Gao Ting?This name, isn't it——

Immediately my mind was bright, and I wanted to pretend to be an expert in the world who had seen Qianfan, and said calmly, "Oh, I haven't heard of it."

Zhan Xinlei was turned into a chatterbox and told me non-stop: "Gao Ting has secretly liked Meng Qiansheng for a long time. Every time he played, Gao Ting would drag me to watch him, but she dared not tell others."

I asked: "Then who told Meng Qiansheng not to drink ice water?"

"She saw it by herself. She wrote down what Meng Qiansheng likes to buy when she goes to the canteen, what clothes she likes to wear, and her student number. Oh, by the way, she also has your class's timetable for each semester. "

I was simply amazed, that was the first time I saw a girl's delicate thoughts.

Of course Guan Ting doesn't count, she is different from boys only in gender.

"Then I joined the cheerleading squad. She came to see me every time, but she came to see Meng Qiansheng!" Zhan Xinlei snorted, as if she understood Gao Ting's obvious caution, and suddenly the topic changed. Turn, "By the way, you have such a good relationship with Meng Qiansheng, does he already have a girlfriend?"

He has a girlfriend?

Under my nose, what kind of girlfriend could he have?

I remained calm: "Why do you say that?"

"Before, I kept encouraging her, and it was hard for her to make up her mind to write a love letter. Then last week, didn't we train late every day, and I asked her to find a chance to hand over the love letter to Meng Qiansheng, but she was embarrassed. Only put love letters and gifts in Meng Qiansheng's bag.

"I asked her if she wrote her name, and she said she didn't write it clearly, so how could Meng Qiansheng know who wrote it! I was so anxious. She said she was afraid of being discovered by the teacher, and then I asked her to write another one. Don't you I know how long I've been persuading her... Originally, I agreed to wait for Meng Qiansheng to finish playing with her and hand over the love letter face to face, but it happened that Meng Qiansheng and Xu Miao came to look for the cheerleaders, and she ran away in fright. There was no way , I can only help to stuff things into Meng Qiansheng's bag."

It turns out that the silly girl who made an oolong was you.

Zhan Xinlei didn't wait for me to respond, and began to analyze the situation on her own: "I observed carefully, and Meng Qiansheng didn't seem to respond in the next few days, as if nothing happened. I don't know him that well, so I can't ask directly. I Ask Guan Ting, Guan Ting said that he didn't talk to her much at all, let alone asked about any girls. So I want to ask you, does he already have a girlfriend? If not, he has accepted all the gifts, which means He shouldn't be disgusted, right? Does Gao Ting still have a chance?"

I was going to say no, but when I heard the last two sentences, I knocked my teeth up and down, and said out of my mouth involuntarily: "Why not?"