Xia Chang

At lunch, there were at least two people on the table with their own minds. Zhang Qi’s hair was randomly clumps on the top of her head. She stretched out her chopsticks and picked up a large piece of pork ribs with marinated sauce. While stuffing it into her mouth, she said: "I'm partying tonight."

Xia Honglin glanced at her, but didn't pay attention immediately, she used clean chopsticks, put the dumplings into Liu Xiaobai's bowl, and said, "Pick whatever you want, you are welcome at Auntie's house."

From Zhang Qi's throat, an exclamation of "Ouch" suddenly came out uncontrollably, even though he suppressed it very low, it still rushed into Liu Xiaobai's ears, and Zhang Qi called out pointedly: "Ms. Xia..."

"Huh?" Xia Honglin also picked up dumplings for her.

Liu Xiaobai's "thank you" was loud and abrupt, and he got Xia Honglin to say "you're welcome"; he buried his head and finished the steaming dumplings in two bites.

Zhang Nian has been drinking soup.

If you don't observe carefully, no one will know what happened an hour ago. Zhang Qi felt that he had caused trouble, but a few minutes later he was convinced that it was not. Her foot under the dining table always stepped on Zhang Nian's foot. Nianzai childishly hit back with his knee.

"Someone regretted it today, Mom, do you know who it is?" Zhang Qi completely lost the posture she had when she was on stage. Xia Honglin's eyes suddenly smiled.

Xia Honglin said, "I don't know."

Zhang Qi let out an almost sharp "hahaha" laugh. She pulled a tissue from the box at hand and wiped her fingertips that were stained with soup. Zhang Nian's feet, which were active under the table, suddenly moved deliberately. hit her calf.

During the time of anxiety and frustration, Zhang Nian felt that Zhang Qi was mean.

Liu Xiaobai almost didn't dare to turn his head. Xia Honglin was sitting next to him, and Zhang Qi was next to him. Zhang Chengwei was sitting opposite him. Therefore, if he didn't move, Liu Xiaobai would not be able to see Zhang Nian.

People are trapped in a small space, and then, they are increasingly pressured by the environment. A good mood is a kite tied to a string in the strong wind, but it can only be held with difficulty.

Liu Xiaobai poked the shrimp shells on the edge of the plate with his chopsticks.

Lunch went on until almost two o'clock in the afternoon. Liu Xiaobai picked up a box of fruit that Xia Honglin had stuffed hard. While changing his shoes, Zhang Nianmo came over slowly. He licked his lips quickly with his tongue and said, "I'll give you Bar."

"Okay, okay."

You can't see the cold air, but you can see the bloated clothes on the body and the fallen leaves piled up on the roadside. There are few dead branches in the south, so the flower beds in the community are still green.

The tip of Zhang Nian's nose turned red from the cold, he handed the paper bag in front of Liu Xiaobai's eyes and said, "Snacks for you."

"No need, I've already taken this, fruit..." Liu Xiaobai's voice changed from strong to weak, so he dared to look directly at Zhang Nian carefully, and then laughed.

He could hardly hide himself completely.

Zhang Nian continued: "I didn't sleep well last night, go back and have a good rest."

"Have you really chosen for a long time?" Liu Xiaobai asked him.

Zhang Nian stuffed the bag of snacks into Liu Xiaobai's hand, he asked doubtfully, "What to choose?"

The grayish-white light in the sky seemed to last forever, and from morning to now, it was still-like dim.

Liu Xiaobai let out a sigh of relief. He was carrying things in both hands. He stood with his legs slightly bent and said, "Mobile phone, your sister said that you have been choosing for a long time."

The white mist between breaths floated in front of his eyes, but it was only a layer so thin that it could be ignored.

Zhang Nian nodded.

After Liu Xiaobai said goodbye, he ran away. He turned his head not far away and glanced at Zhang Nian.

Rain is thin and sparse strands that hang between the ground and the clouds.

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Wang Yanwen, who doesn't often watch TV, appeared on the sofa in the living room as an exception. She was holding steaming black tea, with her feet stretched out in a thick blanket. After Liu Xiaobai entered, she put her things next to the shoe cabinet.

The moment he raised his eyes, his gaze met Wang Yanwen, and then he avoided it timidly.

"What did you buy?

"I bought snacks and fruit... because I want to eat it myself." Liu Xiaobai lied when he turned his back to change his shoes. He threw the keys into the plastic basket on the shoe cabinet while talking.

Liu Yi was probably sleeping in the bedroom. Liu Xiaobai didn't say much. He put the fruits and snacks on the coffee table, and said to Wang Yanwen, "You can take whatever you want."

"I won't eat." Wang Yanwen took a sip of the still hot tea.

Soap operas were popular many years ago. At this time, it is rerun during the winter vacation. Wang Yanwen probably has many catchphrases, "I don't eat" is one of them, and "it's not good" is also.

The second after the door of the room was locked, Liu Xiaobai exhaled slowly. He threw his coat on the bed, and then got the key to the desk drawer from the top shelf of the closet; the box of the mobile phone was still intact. Under a book, I lay quietly for a long time.

Liu Xiaobai wiped away the non-existent dust with the sleeve of his sweater.

It was the first time that Liu Xiaobai dared to take a closer look at this mobile phone as a gift, the first time he turned it on, and the first time he inserted his own mobile phone card into it... Later, he lay on the bed until the sun went out, even if he didn't sleep for a second , but still feel like I'm dreaming.

The case of the mobile phone was cold, and it was lying on the bedside table in an almost serious posture. Liu Xiaobai looked at the ceiling until the room was dark to gray.

Wang Yanwen suddenly called him: "Xiaobai, it's time to eat!"

"Here we come!" Liu Xiaobai used the fastest speed in his life. He jumped up from the bed and stuffed Zhang Nian's mobile phone into the gap on the other side of the pillow. After getting up, he spread the quilt, and then shook his bangs went to the living room.

Only then did he know that Liu Yi and Yang Lanfang were not at home.

So he asked, "Where are my dad and my grandma?"

"Your father took your grandma to relatives' house in the countryside. She said that she is old and won't live long, so she wants to see relatives...and she has already boarded the train."

"why did not you tell me?"

"You're not going." Wang Yanwen put a large bowl of rice in front of Liu Xiaobai while speaking.

Liu Xiaobai immediately protested in a low voice, shouting: "I can't finish it...it's too much."

Acting like a baby is useless. Wang Yanwen put another chicken leg into Liu Xiaobai's bowl. She found a spoon to hold the soup, frowned, and said, "You're still so skinny even in your third year of high school. What should you do if you're sick? Did you see this one?" The local chicken is specially made for you, if you can’t finish it, you can continue to eat it tomorrow.”

"You can eat too." Liu Xiaobai stretched out his chopsticks and graciously picked up the meat for Wang Yanwen.

"I don't eat meat, and I've been smoked by oil all day long in the noodle shop. I'll drink that winter melon soup."

Of course, he couldn't understand and couldn't persuade him. Liu Xiaobai was very lucky to be able to hide the matter of going to Zhang Nian's house. He smiled at Wang Yanwen and said, "Okay."

A new message came out of the mobile phone in the trouser pocket, which was a link of Japanese photography sent by Zhang Nian.

"Huh—" Liu Xiaobai breathed out lightly, and stuffed the phone into his trouser pocket again.

"Who?"

"Spam ads, have been deleted."

The mother and son looked at each other gently, which was normal for Wang Yanwen many times, but for Liu Xiaobai, his uneasiness was about to overflow his chest, and then spread it out in front of others in embarrassment.

He thought it was a narrow and dirty crush, he got such a kiss that was hidden from the sky, he thought of the boy's face after the sex/dream, and masturbated...

There are too many things that Liu Xiaobai has judged himself to be a crime.