Sunny Doll

Sun Meng stayed at the school until New Year's Eve before returning home. For him, every New Year's Eve is like that. The family eats together and then goes about their own affairs. Except for the sound of cannons and the sound of mahjong. I don't think it's any different than usual.

A year of busyness is just waiting for the momentary zero transition. After zero, everything seems to be reborn, the past can be forgotten, and the bad things can be forgiven.

In reality, it's business as usual.

Life is still like a pool of stagnant water, with constant noise in my ears, and overwhelming darkness, making it suffocating.

But suddenly, someone threw a stone into the stagnant pool of water, splashing colorful splashes, the stagnant water began to turn, and the clear spring continued to pour in. The desolate world and the exhausted heart spring tried to rejuvenate.

At midnight, Yang Chen called.

[Happy 2013! 】He started with a sentence.

【Happy New Year. 】Sun Meng's voice was wrapped in the sound of the guns.

【Why?Can you still shoot? 】Yang Chen's tone was full of excitement, 【That's great, we won't let it go here. 】

[Because it's relatively biased. 】Sun Meng's words were almost drowned out by the sound of gunfire, and he raised his voice.

[Howling~] Yang Chen was infected by the atmosphere here, and unconsciously raised his voice, [I wish our Lord Meng a new year with a lot of laughter, a hundred times of energy, a high-spirited learning style, and, in the years to come live together. 】

Sun Meng smiled and said: [Your blessing is very targeted. 】

On the other end of the phone, Yang Chen laughed for a long time: [You found out, blessings should be down-to-earth, it's not false. 】Holding back his laughter, he said again, 【Where is the blessing you gave me? 】

Sun Meng was silent for a while, and said: [I wish you peace and joy, and spend the next year together. 】

[Wow, what the hell is Ping An, why don't you just be serious, wish me the top 50 in the exam. 】

[Okay, I wish you the top 50. 】

Yang Chen laughed a few times: [With Sun Xueba's golden mouth, you don't have to worry about taking exams in the future. 】

[I haven't seen you worry too much. 】

[Hey, I remembered,] Yang Chen laughed, [You still wish me well, I heard people say that 2013 is the end of the world. 】

[That's a rumor. 】

【Hmm~ Don't care if it's true or not, I hope we can survive the end of the world together~】

Sun Meng followed suit and laughed.

【But Master Meng, you have to save me before the end of the world, otherwise tomorrow, no, today is my end. 】

【What's wrong? 】

[Isn't today the first day of the new year? At dawn, my family appointed a group of relatives to come.] Yang Chen sighed with exhaustion when he said this, his voice was a little weak, [I want to go to your place to hide, or go out to watch together Movies, skating are all fine, I don't want to sit at home and wait for death. 】

Sun Meng had already agreed in his heart, but he said seriously: [Isn't there a red envelope for you, how nice. 】

[I don’t dare to take their red envelopes, they have to sell their souls, you don’t know how scary they are, they are all like wolves and tigers, seeing them every year is a torture, if one is not careful, they will be attacked by the group, it’s hard to deal with it Don't come,] Yang Chen looked hopeless, and dragged his voice, [Master Meng——I'm counting on you——]

Sun Meng chuckled: [Go skating, time and place. 】

[Master Meng, I love you to death! 】Yang Chen roared on the other end of the phone, 【Is eight o'clock early, 08:30, I have to come out early, otherwise I will be blocked by them. 】

【it is good. 】

[You get off at Baishi Park, I will wait for you at the stop sign, and then we will go there together. 】

【it is good. 】

【bingo~ That's it, let's go to bed early.By the way, are you still on vigil? 】

[It doesn't matter if you keep it or not. 】

[Well, then go to bed early, let me see, hurry up, go to sleep, see you tomorrow. 】

【Um. 】

[Good night, I'm hanging up. 】

【it is good. 】

Throwing down the phone, Sun Meng lay on the bed, deeply understanding the sentence that Yang Chen once sent: If you say you come at four o'clock in the afternoon, I will start to feel very happy from three o'clock.

It's just that he didn't feel happy an hour earlier, he was looking forward to it now, he hadn't seen Yang Chen for a week, and his mood couldn't stop rising.

The gunfire outside gradually subsided, and the surroundings returned to tranquility, but Sun Meng did not feel sleepy.

Yang Chen on the other side was the same, tossing and turning, it was difficult to fall asleep.

So the next day, the two said "Happy New Year" to each other on the curb with thick dark circles under their eyes.

Entering the skating rink, plus there are only a few, four or five of them, almost booking the place.

Sun Meng didn't know how to skate, but wanted to learn, so Yang Chen showed off his skills contentedly and began to teach him.

As soon as he took Sun Meng's hand, Yang Chen was startled: "Why are your hands so cold? Are you wearing a lot?"

Sun Mengzheng lowered his head and moved forward cautiously, unable to return: "I have always been like this."

Yang Chen's hands are very hot, bursts of warmth continue to pass through the skin to his hands, but Sun Meng can't take care of thinking about this now, the hearts of beginners are always tense, every step is trembling, for fear of falling Falling, in fact, it's just like falling down.

Seeing Sun Meng's serious look, Yang Chen couldn't help laughing: "Relax a bit, and walk away."

Sun Meng said "Yes", Yang Chen pulled him in front, helped him control his balance, and patiently guided him to slide forward slowly.

One morning passed, when Sun Meng was able to skate back and forth on the skating rink alone without falling, Yang Chen showed a fatherly smile of relief.

Leaving the skating rink, Yang Chen stuffed Sun Meng's hand into his pocket, and the two found a place to eat, watched a movie nearby in the afternoon, and stumbled into a community by mistake, and borrowed two children's rackets to play for a while child badminton.

After dark, there were activities in the shopping mall square, many people set off fireworks sticks there, Yang Chen and Sun Meng also went to the village to do as the Romans did, holding one in each hand and waving it to play.

We ate barbecue on the side of the road for supper. It was already past nine o'clock in the evening, and the two of them were about to go back. The last bus was only at ten o'clock, and Sun Meng had to guide the bus.

Neither of them wanted to go back.

Not having fun yet.

Silently walking towards the stop sign, Yang Chen's eyes lit up and he raised his head: "Let's go to the house you rented, buy two bottles of white, and get drunk?"

Sun Meng's face suddenly brightened, and he nodded.

The two rushed back to the rental room, bought a bunch of food, beer, and two bottles of white wine, and watched the replay of the Spring Festival Gala while drinking, and they both collapsed after a while.

Although Sun Meng was drunk, his mind was very clear-headed. Yang Chen didn't drink too much after he was drunk, but just kept crawling under the bed, saying that he wanted to sleep.

Sun Meng was speechless and funny, he wobbled and pulled him out, but he was drunk and had no strength, but he couldn't match Yang Chen's strength after drinking, so he couldn't pull him out after half an hour.

In vain, Sun Meng finally chose to give up, stuck his head on the bed, and slept with his body tilted until dawn.

Yang Chen woke up the next day, his eyes were dazed due to a loud bang when he raised his head, and only then did he realize that he was under the bed.

Climbing out with difficulty, rubbing his head and standing upright, seeing Sun Meng's uncomfortable sleeping position, Yang Chen gently helped him straighten it up.

After simply tidying up the house, and then taking a shower, Yang Chen went out, bought some breakfast and milk, and helped Sun Meng hangover.

After returning, Sun Meng was still asleep, in the same posture as before, and there was no sign of waking up. Yang Chen put the milk on the heater to warm it up, and took it to the balcony early.

Hearing the clear and pleasant sound of wind chimes from a distance, Yang Chen looked at the sunny doll above the rattan chair and smiled, and made a special trip to hang it in his "treasure place". It seems that Sun Meng likes it very much.

Sun Meng woke up an hour later, didn't do anything else, went straight to the bathroom and took a hot shower, and then came out dizzy.

Yang Chen handed him the milk, and put a piece of bread in front of him: "Let's eat it first, the shops below are closed, but the supermarket is still open."

Sun Meng said "um", and after drinking the milk, he asked again, "When are you going back?"

"Come with you, don't you want to take bus 5 too?"

"Well," Sun Meng gnawed on the bread, "I came here to do my homework in the third grade of junior high school, you can come over."

"Hmm." Yang Chen leaned on the chair, "When did I get drunk yesterday? Didn't I do anything unsightly?"

Sun Meng glanced at him: "It's okay."

Yang Chen grinned: "When I'm drunk, I like to crawl under the bed and the cabinet, and I don't know what's wrong."

The corner of Sun Meng's mouth curled up: "It's a matter of character."

Yang Chen smiled: "Master Meng is Master Meng, I didn't see you drunk yesterday."

"I can last a while when I'm drunk."

"That's enough to float." Yang Chen smiled awkwardly, "As the only boy in our class who doesn't dare to fight, how can he do without this capacity for alcohol."

Sun Meng stared at him without saying a word, and continued to eat bread.

After the third day of the Lunar New Year, Yang Chen stayed at Sun Meng's place for ten or so days, and almost finished his homework.

Under Yang Chen's strong restraint, Sun Meng gradually got rid of the habit of staying up late.

In addition to basking in the sun, Yang Chen also discovered one of Sun Meng's hobbies: take a hot bath whenever he can, and soak in the water as long as he can, just like a fish.

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, Sun Meng didn't come home, so Yang Chen brought a bag of glutinous rice balls to cook, and the two of them made do with the Lantern Festival and celebrated the start of school by the way.

This winter vacation is the last complete vacation for Grade 11 of No. [-] Middle School.

The willows sprouted buds, the bell rang outside the window, and the busy study life began again.

On the first day of school, every student had a tragic expression, and a few of them were busy with their homework.

Looking up is the passionate voice of the teacher, and burying the head is the sea of ​​books and questions. The lights in the classroom are from early morning to night. When you open your eyes and close them, time flies. For a while, there are only black and white words on the table in front of you. , completely oblivious to the outside world.

Accidentally, the pen fell to the ground. When I bent down to pick it up, I saw the catkins on the ground swirling in the breeze. Only then did I realize that it was already the season of catkins flying.

Sleepy in spring, sleepy in summer, nap in autumn, sleepless in winter and March, the four seasons change, these seasonal effects are also in Sun Meng's body.

This day, he was still crawling on the table to catch up on sleep. Du Yang, the sports committee, came over and pushed him awake: "Sun Meng, run 1500."

No. [-] Middle School will hold a spring track and field meeting at the end of April. No one in the class is very enthusiastic, and very few people come to sign up. The two sports committees have mobilized several times but there is no effect, because the top students only want to study.

In desperation, the two poor little ones had no choice but to look for them one by one.

The result can be imagined, Sun Meng refused.

Du Yang didn't give up, and continued to push him: "If you think 1500 is too long, 800 is fine too. You see your legs are so long, it would be a pity if you don't run."

Sun Meng was drowsy and ignored him.

"Show me your battle situation," Liu Mengqi took the registration form in Du Yang's hand, "Is this for a boy?"

Du Yang: "Yes."

"Not bad, have all the boys in our class signed up?"

"Yes, but there are few boys in our class, and they are all dissatisfied with applying for the project. Half of them have to apply for two."

"Oh, what's the difference, hey? Chen'er reported 800 and 1500? Will you be tired and stupid?"

Sun Meng woke up a little when he heard Yang Chen's name, and listened to their conversation consciously or unconsciously.

"These two are not compared in one day," Du Yang said, "Chen'er also wants to apply for a 4x400 relay, but one person can only submit two."

"It's ok, as expected of Chen'er. Hey~ You also reported 1500."

"There is no other way, the sports committee should set an example."

"Ha, you are so small."

At this time, Sun Meng got up, took the registration form, did not read it, and wrote his name in the 1500 column.

After finishing writing, he glanced at other items, and there was still one person short of 800 meters. Sun Meng filled himself in without hesitation, returned the watch to Du Yang, lay down and went to sleep.

Du Yang glanced at his watch, with a happy expression on his face: "Master Meng!" He didn't care why he suddenly changed his mind, and walked away easily.

Yang Chen knew the news at night, and came to him: "Master Meng, let's run together after two nights, do you want to make an appointment?"

Liu Mengqi answered for him softly: "Uncle, we don't have an appointment."

Sun Meng gestured "OK" to Yang Chen.

With Sun Meng's consent, Yang Chen turned to Liu Mengqi: "Brother Qi, your voice is quite nice, do you want to be the lead singer?"

Before the sports meeting, there was an opening ceremony, and the first-level department was applying for the program. The grade director of the second-level department was afraid that they would spend too much energy arranging the program, so he decided to turn the opening ceremony into a singing competition. After the opening ceremony, I can relax again.

The first group planned to sing "Same as You", and there were three lead singers. Yang Chen's singing was well known to the group, so he was naturally the No. 1 choice. Lu Xiaoan asked him to recruit the other two Maxima as teammates.

So in the past few days, Yang Chen would say a few words without talking to the people around him: "Hey, do you want to be the lead singer?"

As a result, everyone in the class was afraid of him.

However, Yang Chen didn't find the wrong person this time. Liu Mengqi's voice is soft when low, and slightly hoarse when it rises. It's really nice to sing.

"It's started again," Liu Mengqi teased with a smile, "Chen'er, are you poisonous? I seem to have rejected you once, right?"

"Huh? Really?" Yang Chen grinned, "Maybe you changed your mind, how would you know if you didn't ask a few more times?"

"I lost to you," Liu Mengqi patted Yang Chen's shoulder, "I did change my mind."

"Oh my god!" Yang Chen exaggerated, "Brother Qi, you are awesome!"

"Let's go, hurry up and find the third seed player, I won't help."

"What seed player?" Li Ziquan came back from the toilet.

Liu Mengqi: "Lead the singing."

"Me!" Li Ziquan pointed at himself, and eagerly gestured at Yang Chen, "What do you think of me?"

"you……"

"You can pull it down," Liu Mengqi said unceremoniously, "Do you know that you are singing out of tune?"

Li Ziquan looked innocent: "Where did I go off tune?"

"If you don't believe me, ask the sleeping god, he won't sleep when you sing."

"Pfft." Yang Chen couldn't hold back.

"Sleeping God," Li Ziquan turned to Sun Meng seriously, with a pitiful expression, "My stardom depends on you, you have to speak well."

Sun Meng was doing the paper, without looking up, he said calmly, "It's okay."

"Look!" With the affirmation he thought, Li Ziquan's voice instantly rose an octave, "I'm not out of tune!"

Liu Mengqi was shocked by him and blocked one ear: "Son, calm down."

Li Ziquan turned to Yang Chen again with anticipation, his eyes almost twinkled with stars: "I can do it? Let me go? Ah? Chen'er?"

Yang Chen was a little uncomfortable being looked at by him, and his skin was about to get goosebumps, so he slapped his arm: "Welcome!"

"Oye!" Li Ziquan seemed to be pumped, and felt like singing loudly immediately, "Is everyone here? Who else is there?"

Liu Mengqi said quietly: "You, brother Qi, me."

"What?" The person who had been beaten up was stunned for a moment.

"Say, do you want to be the lead singer with bad intentions? Do you want to pick up girls? Ah? What's the matter? You still dislike me?"

……

Yang Chen gave Sun Meng a look, did not disturb the daily bickering between the two, and left silently.

Children with mental disabilities have a lot of fun, and the subsequent rehearsals are worth looking forward to.