Sunny Doll

At around nine o'clock on Saturday, Sun Meng was still asleep on the bed. His phone started to vibrate. He touched it and took a look. There was a string of unfamiliar numbers.

【Hello. 】Sun Meng took it.

【Where is your home?I will look for you. 】Yang Chen's voice came from the phone.

【Where are you now? 】Sun Meng sat up from the bed.

[Here at the south gate of No. [-] Middle School, I left my schoolbag at school. 】

【Well, you go...to the west, until you reach the second intersection, then turn left, and when you get to...you can stand at that intersection. 】

[Okay, go straight to the west at the second intersection, right? 】

【Um. 】

[Understood, see you later. 】

【Um. ] Sun Meng hung up the phone.

After a simple wash, Sun Meng went downstairs, and when he reached the intersection, Yang Chen was standing by the street sign, with earphones hanging around his neck, a khaki hoodie on his upper body, and black sweatpants on his lower body, waving at him.

Sun Meng walked over.

"It's the first time I saw you not wearing a school uniform." Yang Chen also took a few steps towards Sun Meng, "You're so handsome."

Sun Meng was dressed in black, which perfectly highlighted his tall figure and long legs. He looked cool and made his skin whiter.

Sun Meng showed no expression, and shook his head to the road ahead: "Here."

The two arrived side by side at the place where Sun Meng lived.

Walking in, looking around, Yang Chen stood at the door of Sun Meng's room: "This place is very comfortable, why do you want to move?"

The room was almost cleaned up by Sun Meng. Things were piled up in front of the bed. Although it was empty and lifeless, it could be seen that the layout of the room was good, the furniture was quite new, and the lighting was good.

"The landlord has something to do." Sun Meng opened the suitcase and put the clothes that had just dried in it one by one.

"Oh——" Yang Chen sat down in front of Sun Meng's desk. There were a few small storage boxes on the desk. He opened it and looked. Most of them were magazine abstracts and extracurricular books. Yang Chen was flipping through a football magazine. I caught a glimpse of a book about seal cutting and pulled it out. It was very novel, "Sun Shuaibi, do you know how to carve seals?"

Sun Meng kept moving, raised his eyes and glanced at him: "I'm studying."

"Learn to engrave one for me." Yang Chen buried his head and looked through it carefully, "I'll make an appointment first."

Sun Meng responded.

After finishing everything, Sun Meng "Gululu" held the suitcase, and Yang Chen moved two large storage boxes, and the two went out.

Sun Meng moved closer to the No. [-] Middle School this time. At the first intersection, it was an old-fashioned community, where most of the old men and women lived, as well as No. [-] Middle School students who rented houses.

Sun Mengzu's location is on the fifth floor, with two rooms and one living room. Strictly speaking, it is two rooms. The living room is very small. There is only an old-fashioned round table and a cabinet. The two rooms are separated from each other on both sides of the living room. The room with Sun Meng is bigger than before.

There is an aisle in the living room, where a washing machine is placed, and the aisle leads to the balcony. The glass of the balcony is covered with dust, but the view is very good. You can see the tall buildings and the busy streets in the distance.

Sun Meng's room is bright and bright, and the bed is big enough, but the room is full of old-fashioned mahogany furniture, which looks very old at first glance, and the floor is also cement, which is completely different from the place where he lived before.

But it doesn't matter, Sun Meng doesn't pick.

The two climbed to the fifth floor in one breath, and when they opened the door, they collapsed on the sofa out of breath and took a long time to recover.

Helped Sun Meng clean up, cleaned up the balcony, wiped the glass clean, Yang Chen went downstairs to buy something to drink, Sun Meng stayed in the room to continue tidying up.

Standing at the door with a bag of things again, Yang Chen was stunned, his eyes seemed to discover a new world.

Putting the things on the table, he glanced around the room: "Handsome Guo, are you acting frigid?"

Before Yang Chen went downstairs, Sun Meng's room was still dark red, but now it changed the color as if by magic.

On the counter, on the table, on the radiator, he pasted European-style nostalgic newspaper wall stickers everywhere he looked, and the bed sheets were also beige with light brown checks. changed.

Sun Meng was putting books in the cabinet, when he heard his words, he replied lightly: "It looks comfortable."

When he came to see the room before, the dazzling dark red in the room hurt his eyes. After staying in this color for a long time, he would get irritated. Sun Meng still cared about a comfortable sleeping environment, so he bought these wall stickers as soon as he went back.

It's not that Sun Meng doesn't choose, but he wants to reform himself.

But of course, with the permission of the homeowner.

Yang Chen approached and took a closer look, there were small raised stripes on the wall stickers, and it felt like it was frosted.

"So you like this style," Yang Chen said, "It's quite artistic."

Enough watching, Yang Chen came back and sat down, took out all the things in the bag: "Don't clean up Designer Sun, let's eat something, didn't you have breakfast?"

Sun Meng responded, put away the last stack of books, and went out to wash his hands.

Come back and sit down, silent.

On the table are three boxes of fried rice with eggs.

No wonder Yang Chen has been out for so long, it turned out that he went all the way to the East Gate of Er.

Yang Chen's enthusiasm for egg fried rice made men silent and women cry.

In fact, Yang Chen wanted to buy seaweed rice at first, thinking that Sun Meng liked to eat, but he didn't open the door when he went, so he abducted to the Korean food chef.

Handing the spoon to Sun Meng, Yang Chen said: "Here's the Yangzhou fried rice you wanted, without the chili pepper." He pushed a can of beer to him, and at the same time opened his own can and held it up, "I can finally drink today, just to celebrate you Housewarming."

Sun Meng said "hmm", opened it and touched it with Yang Chen, the two of them each took a sip, Yang Chen remembered something and asked again: "Can you drink white?"

Sun Meng nodded.

"How's your drinking capacity?" Yang Chen lifted the lid of the egg fried rice, smelled it with a satisfied face.

"It's okay." Sun Meng also opened his share and took a bite.

"After the monthly exam is over, let's have a few drinks," Yang Chen said, "Call the boys in our class."

After being silent for a while, Sun Meng said, "Let's talk about it."

Sun Meng belongs to the kind of body that is easy to get drunk, but the strange thing is that after being drunk, his mind is still very clear, that is, the body is intoxicated but not intoxicated. Sun Meng's drinking capacity is not bad.

But it was precisely because his body would get drunk that he couldn't walk well after drinking too much, so he only drank a few times at home, and when he got drunk, he would lie on the crooked bed and sleep until his mouth was full of foam the next day.

He had to go out to drink with his classmates, he didn't want to watch him clearly conscious but unable to control his body, drifting on the road like a drunk.

"Hmm," Yang Chen accepted as he agreed, "By the way, I see there is a house next to it, who lives where?"

"My cousin."

"Your cousin?" Yang Chen raised his head with food in his mouth, "Is he also in No. [-] Middle School?"

"Well, first year of high school." Sun Meng took a sip of beer.

"Is your family rich in academic masters?"

Sun Meng answered seriously: "No."

Yang Chen was happy.

After eating, Yang Chen went back to school, Sun Meng took a hot shower after cleaning up, and fell asleep on the bed.

After waking up again, it was already afternoon. Sun Meng sat up and saw the two small cans of walnut kernels left by Yang Chen on the table. Thinking of something, he picked up his phone for a long time and logged into Q, clicked on Contacts, and agreed to Yang Chen's friend request .

Yang Chen's nickname is "Bei Chen", and his profile picture is a silhouette of him shooting a basketball. Sun Meng clicked to look at it. At this moment, the phone vibrated, and Yang Chen sent a message.

Sun Meng opened it, Yang Chen: [Grandpa Meng, how many years have passed]

After a long time, Sun Menghui: [You didn't do your homework? 】

Yang Chen replied in seconds: [It's being written]

Yang Chen: [I'm looking up words on my mobile phone, I see that you have passed the verification]

Sun Meng: [hmm]

Yang Chen: [Why do you call it four o'clock]

Yang Chen: [Is that the sentence in The Little Prince: If you say you come at four o'clock in the afternoon, I will start to feel very happy from three o'clock]

After waiting for a long time, Sun Meng didn't reply, so Yang Chen put down his phone to do the questions.

A few minutes later, the phone vibrated, and Yang Chen quickly picked it up.

Sun Meng: [No]

Yang Chen: [/Han Xiao is different from what I thought]

Yang Chen: [Will you come to school or not, we'll play football later]

Sun Meng: 【Not going】

Yang Chen: [Decree]

Yang Chen: [Have you packed it? 】

Sun Meng: [hmm]

Yang Chen: [Moving is very tiring, take more rest]

Sun Meng: [OK]

Yang Chen: [Stop talking, we're going down, let's talk at night]

Sun Meng: [hmm]

Yang Chen didn't come back.

After staring at the dialog box between the two for a while, Sun Meng clicked on his message and stared at the word "four o'clock" for a long time.

Yang Chen is not an inquisitive person, he never asks about things he doesn't want to talk about, but this nickname does have something to do with him.

Back then when I applied for Q, I happened to see a paragraph and thought of Yang Chen, so I filled in "four points".

It hasn't changed for so many years.

Now the person you want is right in front of you, you can see and feel it, Yang Chen is still the same as before, unchanged at all.

It's just that he's changed too much.

Yang Chen still treated him like he did back then.

……

Forget it, too lazy to think about it.

Sun Meng went to take a hot shower again.

One month later, the students of grade 11 ushered in the first exam after class placement.

The top students in class one are all gearing up, planning to perform well.

Sun Meng and Yang Chen were very calm.

Sun Meng doesn't care about any exams, Yang Chen is the kind who can't get nervous.

Sun Meng and Yang Chen were not in the same examination room, nor did they see each other for a day.

After all the subjects were tested, it was already dinner time, and the students returned to Class [-] to restore the tables.

It's been two weeks, let's change seats by the way.

Yang Chen walked to Sun Meng's side, helped to set the table, and said to Sun Meng while setting it up, "I might fail the exam."

Sun Meng was packing his things, glanced at him, and said nothing.

"The Chinese composition topic is really poisonous," Yang Chen wanted to laugh when he thought about it, "As soon as I saw that topic, I started to play a song in my head, and the lyrics bounced out, and I couldn't even close it. The single song looped through a class, I can't think of any ideas at all, so I almost wrote the lyrics, tsk, the question that Lao Wu posed is too cheating."

As soon as the words fell, Li Ziquan suddenly turned around and held Yang Chen's hand excitedly, shaking it sharply while saying in grief and indignation: "Wow, comrade-in-arms!"

Hearing Yang Chen's complaints, the young man felt the same way, as if a person who had been separated for many years finally found an organization.

Yang Chen laughed like crazy: "I said it's not just me!"

Seeing the posture of the two, Sun Meng wanted to laugh a little, so he held back.

Liu Mengqi gave the two of them a blank look, and put aside to make up for it: "Silly boy, the whole class is probably just you two, why are you so excited, hurry up and eat."

Several people then went out to look for food.

After dinner, everyone returned to everyone, and the class structure changed again.

The seats in class one are changed every two weeks. After this change, Sun Meng went to the front, and Yang Chen went to the back. Sun Meng was a little unaccustomed to it.

When he was in class, he always stared at Yang Chen's back unconsciously, subconsciously looking at what he was doing.

Now I can't see it, I feel a little uncomfortable for no reason, and I feel a little irritable.

The evening self-study sent out the answers, and the students were all right. There were inevitably discussions and complaints, and the class was full of noise.

Sun Meng felt that it was a bit noisy, so he exercised the function of a disciplinary committee member for the first time and said "quiet".

However, after he reminded, the class was only quiet for a moment, and after a while, the voice slowly rose again.

10 minutes passed, the hustle and bustle still didn't stop, and it got bigger and bigger.

Sun Meng was so annoyed that he raised his voice and shouted, "Everyone, be quiet, woof woof, woof woof."

There was a sudden silence in the class.

A classmate lowered his voice: "He called us dogs."

The person next to him was stunned for a moment, and realized that this was the case, and couldn't hold back a "puchi".

The laughter was quickly contagious, and after a while the whole class laughed lowly.

Yang Chen was already laughing on the side.

Sun Mengtie must have been talking about it, and he said buzzing as barking, which is so funny.

But after laughing, the class quieted down, correcting papers and writing homework.

Sun Meng's mood also inexplicably eased a lot.