Sunny Doll

"Is this Feng xx's home?" The woman looked middle-aged, with ponytail combed, well-dressed in black, and a black bag, with a debt-collecting face and a very cold tone.

The man stood beside him with a hippie smile, wearing a plaid shirt casually, with a slightly fat body, he didn't look like a good person.

"Who?" Sun Meng didn't hear clearly.

"Is this Feng xx's home?" The woman in black repeated with a cold face.

At first, Sun Meng heard that the person's surname was Feng, and thought she was referring to the owner of the house. After the girl in black repeated it, it was not the name of the owner. Sun Meng felt that they had found the wrong place, so he said, "No." Closing the door, the woman in black pressed the door silently.

Sun Meng looked at her coldly and didn't move.

The woman in black looked past him and glanced into the room: "Is there anyone else in here?"

Sensing a hint of danger, Sun Meng still said, "No."

"Do you live here by yourself?" The woman in black stared at him expressionlessly.

"Ah."

"You're lying," the woman in black continued to look into the room, "there must be people here."

"It's just me." Sun Meng replied indifferently.

"Why don't you turn on the light by yourself? What are you doing hiding in the dark?"

"sleep."

"You're dishonest." The woman in black suddenly raised her voice with a drawn-out tone, "There must be someone in this room, why ask a child to open the door, what about this person? What's the matter with asking a child to come out?"

Sun Meng didn't want to talk to her anymore, the door couldn't be closed by her, so she didn't close it at all, and turned to go into the house.

Seeing his movements, the woman in black hurriedly said, "Don't go yet!"

Sun Meng didn't look back, and walked straight into his room through the porch.

The two stood guard at the door and didn't come in.

Sun Meng was sitting at the table fiddling with his mobile phone, when he heard the man in the plaid shirt say to the woman in black, "This is his sister's house."

The woman in black looked at Sun Meng who was showing his profile: "Then is he his sister's son? Does his sister have a son?"

"It seems to be there," the man in the plaid shirt scratched his head, "but is it that big?"

The woman in black rushed into the room and shouted, "Kid, come out."

Sun Meng ignored her.

After a while, thinking of something, Sun Meng walked to the door: "You guys turned the switch just now?"

The man in the plaid shirt laughed: "Why did we switch your switch?"

Sun Meng glanced at him and said nothing, everything was clear.

He didn't go to open the door just now, these two people pulled the switch to lead him out, very good, very bad.

"Are you Feng Lanying's son?" She tilted her head towards the plaid shirt man again, "Is his sister Feng Lanying's name?"

The man in the plaid shirt said "hmm".

"No." Wanting to settle the matter as soon as possible, Sun Meng said again, "I'm a student in No. [-] Middle School, and I'm renting a room here."

"Whose house did you rent?"

"Feng Lanying."

The woman in black was dubious: "Who taught you to say that? Are you Feng Lanying's son?"

Sun Meng didn't want to talk to her anymore, and put his hand on the door: "I'm going to sleep."

The woman in black still did not let go of her hand on the door: "Feng Lanying always has her phone number in the house you rented, so give her a call."

Sun Meng has been confused by her from the beginning to now. The woman in black didn't say anything, and asked him everything. Sun Meng was already a little impatient, and now he was bossing him to call him. Sun Meng couldn't help his tone. Some rushed: "Who are you?"

"Don't worry about who we are, just give Feng Lanying a call." The voice of the woman in black was always low, but without any warmth.

Sun Menghui was decisive: "No fight."

"Are you afraid to fight? You were lying just now. Are you Feng Lanying's son?"

Just as Sun Meng was about to get angry, the aunt on the other side opened the door, and the two turned around to look at the middle-aged fat aunt.

"He's not Lan Ying's son," the fat aunt smiled. She had obviously been listening behind the door for a long time, and she came out to make a rescue out of fear of a conflict between them. "He's just a student renting a house."

The woman in black looked back at Sun Meng again. Sun Meng was still wearing the school uniform of No. [-] Middle School. The woman in black said, "Then you have Feng Lanying's phone number."

Sun Meng looked at her without saying a word.

The fat aunt said to Sun Meng: "Student, you can give it to them, it's okay."

Sun Meng glanced at the fat aunt. As far as he knew, this fat aunt was Aunt Feng's colleague, so there should be no problem. After hesitating for a while, he took out his mobile phone and dialed Aunt Feng's number.

The girl in black took a photo with Sun Meng's cell phone and left. The man in the plaid shirt smiled and said, "My classmate is bothering you" and followed.

After the two left, Sun Meng nodded to the fat aunt and closed the door.

After entering the room and thinking about it, Sun Meng called Aunt Feng.

Feng Lanying didn't seem to understand what was going on, so she just told him not to worry, she would deal with it and let him go to bed early.

On Sunday night, Sun Meng received a call from his father, Sun Zhicheng, saying that he wanted to find another house.

The girl in black who came that night was indeed a creditor. Feng Lanying's brother owed gambling debts and mortgaged the house rented by Sun Meng behind Feng Lanying's back, and he didn't pay the girl in black. .

The girl in black couldn't find Feng Lanying's brother, so she came directly to Sun Meng, so she staged the previous scene.

Now the girl in black and Feng Lanying did not agree, and the situation was uncertain, so Sun Meng had to move out first.

When Sun Zhicheng made this call, he wanted to tell Sun Mengxian not to rush to find a house, he came to look for it.

Because one of Sun Meng's cousins ​​also passed the No. [-] Middle School this year, it happened that the two of them could rent together.

Sun Meng naturally refused, he just wanted to live alone.

Then Sun Meng's mother answered the phone and tried to persuade him for a long time, telling him to be sensible, not to embarrass his father, it is difficult to find a single room, there are more two-bedrooms and one living room, and it is cheaper to rent together, etc.

Sun Meng listened quietly, and in the end he didn't say yes or no, and asked Sun Zhicheng to look for it.

Maybe distance really creates beauty. After high school, his mother's attitude towards him was suddenly gentle. Whenever she told him in such a low tone, he always couldn't refuse.

It's just that every time I talk to Sun Zhicheng on the phone, if I can't say a few words, I get angry for no reason, and want to run into him for no reason.

In the past, he had the worst fight with his mother, but now he can only listen to her. It's really strange.

Going to school on Monday, Sun Meng stood outside the classroom for a morning self-study as usual.

After entering the classroom, Liu Mengqi looked at him in surprise as soon as he sat down: "Have you put on eyeshadow yet?"

Sun Meng's eye sockets are still painted, and there is a faint purple mark.

"Eye shadow?" Yang Chen was coming over with a box of milk at this time, upon hearing this, he put the milk on Sun Meng's table, bent down and aimed at his face, "Let me see."

Before Yang Chen could see clearly, Liu Mengqi patted him: "Class is starting soon, why are you wandering around! Hurry back!"

"Okay Brother Qi." Yang Chen stood up straight obediently, then glanced at the milk and said to Sun Meng, "Drink it while it's hot." After speaking, he returned to his seat leisurely.

"Tsk tsk," Liu Mengqi teased, "Chen'er is so virtuous and suitable to be a daughter-in-law."

Ignoring her words, Sun Meng picked up the milk, the heat permeated his fingertips, stared at it for a while, tore open his mouth and drank it down, feeling much better in his stomach.

But Sun Meng was a little confused, why is it still hot?

"Hey!" Liu Mengqi stared at his face, "Is this your eye shadow?"

Sun Meng: "Knock."

"What?" Liu Mengqi was shocked, stretched her head and looked at it carefully for a while, then sighed sourly, "You are the first one who looks so good-looking, and you also look at your face here."

Sun Meng didn't bother to talk to her.

At noon, Sun Meng was dragged by Yang Chen to eat fried rice with eggs. As soon as he sat down, Yang Chen asked, "Did you not join our class? I didn't find you."

He added everyone in the class, and asked who they were one by one without changing the notes, and finally scanned around and found no Sun Meng.

"I didn't add it." Sun Meng said.

Without further ado, Yang Chen took out a pen from his bag: "You tell me the account number, and I'll go back and pull you."

They are not allowed to bring mobile phones in school, so they can only write it down first, and get it when they go home.

"No, I'm not on Q."

"It's okay. I didn't go to it often after high school. Tell me and I'll add you. By the way, I don't know your mobile phone number yet."

After a long silence, Sun Meng sighed slightly and read out two strings of numbers.

Yang Chen repeatedly wrote them on his hands.

After finishing it, Yang Chen's attention shifted to his eye sockets, he stretched out his hand to wipe his face, then looked back at his hand, Yang Chen said with a smile: "This eye shadow is quite expensive, it doesn't fade."

Sun Meng: "Knock."

Yang Chen smiled: "I can see it."

Yang Chen ate double servings as usual, and Sun Meng still ordered Yangzhou fried rice. Each person was served with a can of ice and sprite as standard, and Sun Meng paid the bill when he was full.

Coming out of the Korean food kitchen, putting on the earphones and stepping on the bicycle, Yang Chen did not forget to turn around and wave to Sun Meng: "Let's go."

As soon as he got home, Yang Chen was about to wash his hands. When he saw the number on his hand, he went to the room and took out his mobile phone, saved Sun Meng's number, and went to add his Q.

Enter the account number to search, and Sun Meng's nickname is "Four Points", um, it's a bit unique.

Click on his profile picture, it is a black cat looking up at the starry sky, the black cat has beautiful blue eyes.

As for other information, it is empty and there is no signature.

After sending a friend request, Yang Chen put down his phone and went out.

After turning around in the living room, I came back, but I didn't agree.

After eating a plate of fruit, I did not agree.

I washed my hair and went to see it again, but I still didn't agree.

Yang Chen felt that Sun Meng might have forgotten about this, so he stopped waiting and put away his phone for a nap.

Sun Meng on the other side really forgot all about it, went back and did nothing else, turned on the water heater and took a shower for an hour when he entered the door, and now he is sleeping soundly on the bed.

It was still a few days before he clicked the big "Agree" button.

Sun Meng was often late in the morning, and Yang Chen would bring him hot milk every day, but Sun Meng naturally refused to let him. Yang Chen said it was his mother's order, and Sun Meng didn't refuse.

On the first day Yang Chen was assigned to class, he told his mother about meeting Sun Meng again. His mother was very happy. She liked Sun Meng very much when he was a child, and asked Yang Chen to bring him to play at home when he had time.

Sun Meng loved to sleep during dinner, and Yang Chen brought him a few times. Later, Sun Meng didn't want to bother him, so he went shopping with him, or went to the cafeteria to eat.

Yang Chen always smiled and said some anecdotes that happened around him, while Sun Meng listened quietly from the side, sometimes adding a sentence or two.

Maybe Sun Meng didn't realize it himself, but his words gradually increased.

Two weeks later, the people in the class have become acquainted with each other, forming a stalk that belongs to their own class, and the whole class will laugh tacitly when it is mentioned, and they are also familiar with the style of each teacher in class.

For example, Xiaoan looks soft and well-organized, Li You lectures are humorous, the math teacher is a woman, the English teacher is black, and he especially likes to make jokes about the boys in the class.

The students all exude the spirit of being a bully, but each has their own style.

Li Ziquan is obsessed with Jin Yong and fortune-telling; Liu Mengqi is a rascal after class, but rarely talks nonsense in class, and listens very seriously; Yang Chen's two female deskmates are fans of American dramas, and Song Ming, the deskmate on the left, is obsessed with "Dream of Red Mansions" at the same time, and He only likes Baochai and not Daiyu.

Yang Chen often hummed a song in his mouth, and he hummed very nicely. He felt comfortable doing everything, and he was in a good mood all day long. Therefore, he was the target of the English teacher, and he was often used as an example.

Sun Meng slept when he could find the time, and he yawned frequently in class, so he often heard the teacher say: "Sun Meng, go wash your face" or "Sun Meng, stand up for a while".

Once Liu Mengqi was idle and bored, counted the number, and then gave a number in shock: Sun Meng yawned eighteen times in one class!

Then she called Sun Meng "yawn fine", and then called it "sleepy" because it didn't sound good, and changed it to "sleeping god" because it didn't sound good, and she was satisfied.

The people in their group also called it that way, but Sun Meng didn't care, and told him to respond.

On Friday afternoon, Yang Chen came over again: "Sun Meng, go play football."

Sun Meng, who was packing his schoolbag: "I have something to do."

"Do you want to make an appointment tomorrow?" Yang Chen sat down, "Tomorrow I will come to school to do my homework."

The doors of No. [-] Middle School are also open on weekends, and students are strongly encouraged to come to the school to study.

Yang Chen doesn't have make-up classes on weekends, so he often studies by himself.

"I have something to do tomorrow." Sun Meng said.

"Hey," Yang Chen smiled, "Why are you so busy, what's going on tomorrow?"

After a long silence, Sun Meng said, "Move."

"Huh? Are you moving?"

"Ah."

"That's right, I'll help you, or near the school?"

Sun Meng raised his eyes and glanced at him: "No need," adding, "There are not many things."

"Then let's go to your place to play," Yang Chen said, "I just want to see what the place you live in is like."

"Chen'er, let's go." The classmate who made an appointment to play football came to call him.

"Okay," Yang Chen responded, then turned to Sun Meng, "What time are you moving?"

After a little thought, Sun Meng said, "Ten o'clock."

"Okay." Yang Chen stood up and put his schoolbag on one shoulder, "Tomorrow I will bring my mobile phone, and I will call you when the time comes."

Sun Meng should go down.

Yang Chen smiled and patted his arm, saying "Let's go", and trotted out of the classroom.