Absinthe

Fang Cheng was not used to living in a hotel, so Zhong Xiu took him back to his home.

"Aren't your parents here?" Fang Cheng asked.

"Well, my dad went out for inspection, and my mom is on a business trip." Zhong Xiu said while turning on the lights in the house, and the originally dark room was lit up.

Fang Cheng had been to Zhong Xiu's house several times in Yangcheng before, but every time he was the only one at home.Zhong Xiu has long been accustomed to this.

"It's so comfortable to be alone at home. Do whatever you want." Fang Cheng said.

"Ah."

Zhong Xiu is a very self-disciplined person. The habits he has developed over the years have made him strict with himself. It doesn't seem to make any difference to him whether his parents are at home or not.

Fang Cheng woke up early the next day, and his stomach was growling with hunger just after dawn.He slept in the guest room, opened the door to find something to eat in the refrigerator.

There are no snacks in the refrigerator, and the only thing that can fill my stomach is the quick-frozen dumplings in the freezer, which looks very unappetizing.

With a "squeak", the door of the next room was opened from the inside.

Zhong Xiu also woke up, he is not in the habit of sleeping in late, "Why do you wake up so early?"

"I'm hungry, there's nothing in the refrigerator." Seeing him coming out, Fang Cheng closed the door of the refrigerator and asked, "Where should we go for breakfast? Are there any local delicacies in Zhengchuan?"

Zhong Xiu thought for a while and said, "Yes, I'll take you there."

When the two went out, there were not many pedestrians on the street on Sunday morning.The bus traveled for four stops, and the two got off the bus. Zhong Xiu led Fang Cheng into a winding alley.

Fang Cheng kept muttering in his heart, feeling that he came to the wrong place, "Are you sure you're here?"

"I'm sure, I've been here before." The two walked to the door of a spicy soup shop, Zhong Xiu stopped and said, "This is it."

There are quite a lot of people in the store, and there is a queue.

After finally buying hot pepper soup and fried buns, Fang Cheng picked the last empty table left, "Why do you have to come here? I see there are hot soup shops on the street."

"It's not good." Zhong Xiu said concisely.

The Hu spicy soup in the shop on the street outside is all made of uniform ingredients, blended with water, and tastes like a strong seasoning, without the slightest soul.

The first time Zhong Xiu drank Hu spicy soup was at a chain breakfast restaurant outside the school.He and Hao Ai complained that it was unpalatable, and he didn't know why this kind of soup blended with seasoning could be regarded as a local specialty.

Hao Ai introduced him to this fly restaurant in the back street of Tobacco Factory, and accompanied him to have breakfast here once, and he was convinced after only one sip of the Hu spicy soup here.

A magical law: Generally speaking, most of the shops that advertise local specialties and open in the city center are not delicious, and only the local delicacies in the fly restaurant are truly authentic.

This was what Hao Ai told him, and he took it very seriously.

Fang Cheng took a sip of the bright red Hu spicy soup, and his eyes lit up instantly.

Zhong Xiu asked: "Is it okay?"

Fang Cheng nodded: "Yeah, it's delicious."

After breakfast, start today's itinerary: a day trip to Zhengchuan City.Zhong Xiu specifically checked the travel guide of Zhengchuan City, and ruled out a few remote attractions. The two went to People's Park, the Memorial Tower and a series of must-see attractions for foreign tourists. Zhengchuan is not a tourist city in the first place, and these attractions are nothing. A particularly attractive place.

In the end, Fang Cheng came to the conclusion: this city is really boring.

He knew that the city couldn't be blamed entirely, and part of the reason was that Zhong Xiu was really boring.

After only visiting the scenic spots all morning, the two of them played black-and-white games in the Internet cafe in the mall in the afternoon.

As dusk came, Zhong Xiu sent Fang Cheng to the high-speed rail station, half an hour before the departure time.

"Have you figured out what to say?" Fang Cheng took a sip of the milk tea she bought at the milk tea shop in the shopping mall.It was the milk tea shop that Zhong Xiu had been to before, and there was a new clerk there, and Hao Ai no longer worked part-time there.

Zhong Xiu pinched the little dinosaur on his wrist and said, "No, let's not talk about it."

"Counsel." Fang Cheng commented.

Zhong Xiu was said to be cowardly by his friends, but his face still had no expression on his face, "Just be cowardly, I really dare not take this risk."

Fang Cheng snorted coldly: "You can't hide it, you will reveal your secret sooner or later."

Zhong Xiu smiled, "I didn't intend to hide it," he continued, "Next time you come, you will either see me dating Hao Ai, or we will break up."

Fang Cheng said, "Then I wish you two good friends."

Zhong Xiu explained solemnly: "You misunderstood, I mean, I, broke up with you."

Fang Cheng was heartbroken: "Plastic friendship, see you soon, I have to leave this city that makes me sad."

There was a reminder that the train ticket check was about to be heard on the radio. Fang Cheng stood up from his seat, put on his backpack, and waved to him. There is snow in the river, remember to wear thicker clothes."

Zhong Xiu also stood up: "Fortunately, I don't go out very much in the classroom, there is heating," he changed the topic, "But I haven't seen snow yet."

Yangcheng is a coastal city in the south, even in the coldest winter, there is almost no snow.

"Earth roe deer." Fang Cheng has seen snow a long time ago. When he was a child, he traveled to the Northeast to see snow and ice sculptures. As a result, he was almost frozen into an ice sculpture as soon as he got off the plane and got out of the airport.

The weather forecast said that there would be heavy snow the next day. After waiting all morning, the snow did not come for a long time.

In the afternoon, everyone speculated whether it would snow or not today.

The teacher was giving a lecture on the podium. This class was about chemistry. The stuffy heating in the classroom made people drowsy, and the humidifier couldn't resist the dryness of the room.After class, Hao Ai went to the front of the classroom to get a large glass of water, and when passing by Zhong Xiu's seat, he picked up his glass and offered him a glass as well.

He still couldn't tell the difference between the two identical cups, and he had already identified them completely by intuition.

At first, Hao Ai put a post-it note on the cup, writing his name on it, so that there would be no confusion when receiving the water, but Zhong Xiu removed it on the grounds that it was too ugly to affect the mood of drinking water.

"It's snowing." When the class was about to start, someone in the classroom shouted.

Hao Ai looked out the window, and there were white snowflakes falling silently above the sky.

The originally quiet classroom suddenly became lively, and everyone was excited and excited for the belated first snow.

Hao Ai put the glass full of warm water on Zhong Xiu's table and asked him, "Have you ever seen snow?"

"No." Zhong Xiu said truthfully.

I remember one year, when Zhong Xiu was in his second year of junior high school, there was a little snow in the sky, which disappeared after a while.It was also a trending topic on Weibo that day: See you once in a hundred years—it’s finally snowing in Yangcheng!

Netizens clicked in and took a look, where is the snow?Can this thing be called snow?Compared with the feather-like snowflakes flying outside at this moment, it obviously cannot be called snow.

Large flakes of snowflakes fell one after another, and the howling north wind outside carried the heavy snow all the way, hitting the trees and buildings, making a shrill sound of "woo--" from time to time, as if the sky was crying.

After a while, a thin layer of white has accumulated on the ground.Many people in the classroom couldn't sit still and couldn't wait to go out to watch the snow.

Zhong Xiu was still quietly sitting on his seat doing homework, Hao Ai had to admire his determination.

The snow that has fallen for a whole class has accumulated thickly on the ground, and some cleaning staff have already begun to remove the snow in the middle of the road that hinders traffic with shovels.

Hao Ai looked out of the window with his chin in his hands, with regret in his tone: "It's not our turn this year."

"What?" Zhong Xiu turned around and asked.

Lu Fayan explained: "Every year when it snows, the school will let the students in the first year of high school go downstairs to help the cleaning uncle shovel the snow. Last year it was."

The next physical education class will be cancelled, and students will be allowed to go outdoors for free activities instead.

Most teenagers of this age have an inexhaustible amount of heat, and Hao Ai is no exception, pulling Zhong Xiu to go downstairs to play in the snow.

Zhong Xiu said helplessly: "Why do you look more like I have never seen snow than me?"

Although he said so, he was dragged downstairs by Hao Ai halfway.

There are many people downstairs, and the playground on the campus is full of people. Although snow is not uncommon here, the first snow always seems to have a special commemorative meaning.

"You didn't wear gloves?" Zhong Xiu saw that the back of Hao Ai's white hands were red and even a little purple, worried that he would get frostbite on his hands, so he took off his gloves and wanted to put them on for him.

Hao Ai bent down, grabbed a handful of snow from the flower bed, and shook his head: "You wear it yourself, you must get your hands wet when playing with snow."

"You wear it." Zhong Xiu forced the glove to him, and Hao Ai had no choice but to take it.

It was a pair of pure black plush gloves, and Hao Ai put them on obediently.

Not far away, someone smashed a ball of snowballs and threw them at Hao Ai, and the balls scattered heavily on his chest. Fortunately, he was wearing thick clothes and felt no pain.

"Who smashed it? Come out and die!" Hao Ai shouted angrily.

When he yelled, the boys started to hit him one after another, and snowballs, big and small, rushed to land on his feet and clothes.

"Zhong Xiu, save me!" Hao Ai used Zhong Xiu as a shield and hid behind him.

Hao Ai tried to direct the firepower to Ning Yue on the other side: "Why don't you hit Ning Yue?"

Ning Yue was also dragged out to play, but no one took the initiative to hit him.He was making a snowman with his head down, but when he was caught by the cue, he raised his head and smiled at Hao Ai. The smile was weak and not aggressive.But in the next second, he smashed a large round snowball that he just rolled up in his hand at Hao Ai, which he originally used to make a snowman's head.

Hao Ai was caught off guard and was hit straight again.

"Ning Yue, you are so cruel!" So he also joined the snowball fight team.

The entire campus was filled with laughter and the sound of snowballs hitting objects.

The heavy snow covered up all the troubles in daily life and studies. Everyone laughed and played around together, and the atmosphere was harmonious and joyful.Even Zhong Xiu, who was usually not keen on participating in group entertainment activities, was infected by this joy.

Zhong Xiu stood there watching them fight, when suddenly a cloud of snow fell on his feet.

Seeing this, Hao Ai ran over unwillingly to protect him: "Who dares to smash the bell? First bury me in snow and step over my corpse!"

Seeing that Zhong Xiu was still standing there in a daze, he didn't know how to fight back, and said: "You are stupid, they are so many, run!" Then he dragged Zhong Xiu to run in the snow.

The snow was already soft, Hao Ai accidentally stepped on it, and his body was about to fall forward. Zhong Xiu hurriedly grabbed his hand, and the two of them fell together on the snow, with thick snow as a bedding underneath. So no pain.

Hao Ai was held in Zhong Xiu's arms, with all his weight on him, and a few strands of Hao Ai's loose hair unconsciously brushed the corners of his lips.

Zhong Xiu froze for a moment, then gently pushed it away with his hand.

Ning Yue hurried over and asked, "Are you all right?"

"It's okay, it doesn't hurt." Hao Ai said.

"Fuck, there's someone under it, of course you don't hurt..." Zhong Xiu gritted his teeth.

Ning Yue crossed his arms and laughed heartily seeing the ambiguous posture of the two.

"Ah, are you okay?" Hao Ai hurriedly got up from the ground, his body was covered with snow.

Zhong Xiu was also pulled by Hao Ai to stand up, patted the snow on his body, and carefully patted the snow off Hao Ai's clothes.

"fine."

"Your hair is messed up." Zhong Xiu brushed Hao Ai's hair scattered on his shoulders behind his ears.His hand just touched the snow, it was very cold, and it was pressed against Hao Ai's warm ear, Hao Ai couldn't help shivering from the cold.

Hao Ai ignored the subtle psychological fluctuations and shouted: "Oh, your hands are so cold!"

"Really?" Zhong Xiu put his hand into Hao Ai's neck harshly.

Hao Ai shrank his neck into the neckline, and raised his hand to hit him: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, wait!")"

Zhong Xiu grabbed Hao Ai's restless wrist with one hand, and touched Hao Ai's earlobe with the other hand. Hao Ai's body trembled again because of the coldness.

Zhong Xiu whispered in his ear, "Stop making trouble."

Hao Ai felt a rush of heat in his ear, and then felt that his earlobe was touched by something soft and warm, and it was a little itchy.He said with an unnatural expression: "You just stop making trouble!"

Zhong Xiu saw that he blushed and achieved his goal, so he stopped playing tricks on him.He turned his head inadvertently, and saw Chen Rao standing not far away.

Chen Rao didn't know when she came, nor how long she stood there.She was wearing a bright red long woolen coat, which made her fair face even paler.Some white snowflakes fell on the clothes, in stark contrast to the surrounding black and white school uniforms and snow.

She looked at Zhong Xiu with a half-smile, and Zhong Xiu also looked back. They both saw hostility in each other's eyes.

Zhong Xiu suddenly chuckled without warning.Hao Ai didn't understand, so he followed Zhong Xiu's line of sight and saw Chen Rao.

"Sister Rao." Hao Ai greeted with a smile.

Chen Rao smiled and waved at him instead of coming over.Hao Ai showed a puzzled expression, but he still walked over. He said to Zhong Xiu, "Let me go over for a while."

Zhong Xiu saw what the two said, Hao Ai looked a little embarrassed.After saying a few words, Chen Rao left, and before leaving, she gave Zhong Xiu a vague look.

"What's wrong?" Zhong Xiu asked Hao Ai who came over.

Hao Ai said: "She asked me if I was free at night recently. The former employee on the night shift in the billiard hall quit, and there was a shortage of people to watch the game at night."

"Then are you going?"

Hao Ai struggled and said: "I don't really want to go. I used to escape casually in the evening self-study, and I didn't think it mattered. Now...forget it, let's talk about it."

"Why didn't she find someone else?" Zhong Xiu asked.

"How many of them are Qu Yihang? They are all lovers of fun. It's okay to go to the pool hall to play. If you really want to sit at the front desk and watch the game every day, no one can sit still."

Zhong Xiu said: "If you don't want to go, you can refuse, there is no such obligation."

"Yes." Hao Ai nodded.

"There is also snow on the hair." Zhong Xiu gently patted his head and said, "Go back, and be careful not to catch a cold."

"it is good."

Back in the classroom, Zhong Xiu went to the front to get a cup of hot water to warm Hao Ai's hands.

Hao Ai looked at him with a bright smile: "Thank you."

Zhong Xiu's eyes were dazzled by his smile, and he suddenly felt that it was actually very good for them to get along like this.

The author says:

Damn it, it's back to school!Will it be cooler to write down the snow in a dormitory with no air conditioning at more than 30 degrees?I figured it out, breakthrough progress is the next chapter! (Thank you very much for your comments and feeds, I am so happy w)