Xia Chang

There were many things that Zhang Qi could not foresee. One of them was that Rong Miaoyi suddenly appeared in front of her after many years, with a smile on her face and uneven bangs.

The portrait seems to have been washed away by the clear water, so there are too many straightforward things in the eyes; Zhang Qi looked obliquely, and changed the direction to miss her.

Rong Miaoyi almost rushed over, she reached out and grabbed Zhang Qi's plaid shirt sleeve, and asked her, "Don't you know me?"

A woman with red lipstick and smoky makeup, wearing a yellowed denim jacket, a sun umbrella spread out in her other hand, she wears tinted contact lenses, and smells like perfume.

"I don't know," Zhang Qi raised his hand to stroke the hair on the brow, she raised the corner of her mouth and smiled freely, and said, "Now, let go immediately, or the police will be called."

"Zhang Qi, how is life now? Is the relationship going well?"

"The current window period." She didn't pretend to be strong, turned her head away, and said calmly, "Life is very happy."

Zhang Qi's eyes were black under the night lights, Rong Miaoyi's face was deformed or blurred in her eyes, she never expected that she would see Shen Chenyang when she turned around.

Being very close to her, she could see the tiny moles on the young man's face, and she felt Shen Chenyang's irrepressible confusion.

"Do you want to drive back, or... I will take you?" He saved people in distress, and his actions were far more than rhetoric; Shen Chenyang even smiled. He lowered his head and swiped through the new messages on his phone.

Rong Miaoyi's finger on Zhang Qi's sleeve did not loosen, she was threatening or courting, or both, suddenly approached, and continued: "We need to talk, some things are over. "

"Give me a ride, thank you."

"Don't worry." Shen Chenyang's movements were unexpected, he suddenly, like on the stage, tightly embraced Zhang Qi's shoulders, and he led him aside; Zhang Qi seemed to be pulled lightly like a tree, Numbly and heartlessly, she followed Shen Chenyang away.

Shen Chenyang didn't ask any questions, he concentrated on driving in the driver's seat, and the traffic jam started after two intersections, and the car was squeezed in a field of lights that didn't see far or near.

This is the car given to Zhang Qi by Zhang Chengwei a year ago.

"If you're in any trouble, I can send you off every day these days," Shen Chenyang held his breath, and after a while, he said, "You don't have to worry about Lulu, she and I trust each other."

Zhang Qi in the back row was trembling from just now, and she spoke in a very small voice: "No, I will ask my mother to pick me up, or my father's driver can also—"

"You can get off the subway station directly from the main entrance another day, and she won't be able to find you...Of course I don't know what happened between you, I just give you an inconvenient idea."

"I'm bothering you today." Zhang Qi sniffed, her black eyes were clear and clear, on both sides of the tall mountain roots, she was crying.

No one knew Rong Miaoyi except Zhang Qi himself.

This was the first time Shen Chenyang saw Zhang Qi like this. She changed from being wild, fearless and arrogant, and suddenly she became fragile, like a cat that has no effect on healing; Shen Chenyang never had such a woman in his life.

He suddenly smiled, looked at Zhang Qi's face through the rearview mirror in a comforting manner, and said, "We are colleagues after all, and we can be considered friends now. It's normal to help."

"If I didn't meet you today, it should be another story."

Shen Chenyang drove with 90.00% of his mind, and he couldn't have time to think about what Zhang Qi's emotions were full of; new messages popped up on the phone screen.

Chen Ninglu's voice: "Be careful on the road."

After listening to it once while waiting for the red light, Shen Chenyang returned to her and said in a calm and gentle voice: "I'm in a traffic jam, I'm in a traffic jam, and I'll be home in a while."

Zhang Qi was finally able to breathe out the moment the voice came out, and she asked him, "Why are you lying?"

"The less trouble, the better."

Shen Chenyang is docile, Shen Chenyang is also despicable, he is so willing to treat a small matter as a big one, he does not have the courage to be doubted and explain thoroughly, and his magnanimity is not magnanimous.

The night was even darker, no one cared and turned off a few small lights, Zhang Qi closed her eyes, and before she started imagining nothingness, fearing that all bad things would happen, she saw Rong Miaoyi's face in her memory, and suddenly Thinking of being embraced by Shen Chenyang so gently and neatly.

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Saturday mornings are usually quiet and lazy.

Liu Xiaobai sucked a mouthful of mint-flavored foam in front of the mirror, and he vaguely heard Wang Yanwen's voice coming from the kitchen.The sky was light gray, and it was probably going to rain, Liu Xiaobai rubbed the soft hair washed last night, from the living room to the kitchen.

He said: "I'm going to the hospital today to take care of grandma."

"I don't need you," Wang Yanwen was busy with the affairs at home and in the store. She picked up the cooked rice noodles in the pot, put them into the soup bowl, and then spread the vegetables and fried eggs. She said, "She has a son. Your task now is to learn. Mom and Dad can solve these things."

An apple and fresh milk on the table, together with this bowl of chicken soup and rice noodles, are Liu Xiaobai's breakfast.

Wang Yanwen is more busy than office workers who need to get up early, squeeze public transportation, and work overtime all night. She goes out with a backpack in no time. Go nervously, go fast.

In fact, Liu Xiaobai is not willing to be a duplicity person. Like many lovely high school students, he has ideals and pressure, is kind and brave; Yes, it will continue like this in invisible constraints.

In this way, even Zhang Nian didn't understand him.

Zhang Nian's weekend plans are completely different from Liu Xiaobai's. He will take time to go to the orphanage, bring books and supplies, sweep the floor and clean the windows, or teach two junior high school boys roller skating.

"I'm resting at home. My parents are at home today, and I didn't go anywhere." Zhang Nian on the other end of the phone seemed a little frustrated, but he was still kind and enthusiastic. Liu Xiaobai understood that Zhang Nian had no reservations in getting along, but Liu Xiaobai Can't be like him.

In the eyes of others, Zhang Nian is not communicative, rigorous and indifferent, but in Liu Xiaobai's eyes, Zhang Nian is like a strange and tall tree, crisp, lush and warm in the breeze.

Liu Xiaobai gnawed on the apple, put the phone to his ear, and said, "I'm eating the apple, then I'm doing math, I'm going to watch the game at night, and I'm going to help the store at noon."

"Is your grandma better?"

"Go to the operating room tomorrow."

"Tell me if you're too busy."

"it is good."

As if something was stuck in his throat, Liu Xiaobai struggled to say the word "good", he chewed a very crisp apple, tears seemed to pour out of his stomach, trembling so that his chest and respiratory tract ached.

"It would be great if you were not busy. I can teach you roller skating in the evening. Don't you always want to learn? I'm in May Square at seven o'clock. Come find me when you are free."

Liu Xiaobai lay down in the middle of the bed, bit an apple and closed his eyes, he said vaguely: "No time."

Summer comes in May for a while. After the torrential rain, it is a refreshing and cool windy day.

Liu Xiaobai cherished this non-hot evening. Zhang Nian turned around and saw him wearing a white vest with light blue horizontal stripes, carrying bottled water in a plastic bag, and waving his arms in this direction.

Liu Xiaobai was shouting: "I'm free again!"

The clouds are thick and heavy, and they change into new shapes after a few seconds. There are lush green grasses and bright and colorful flowers growing in the square; By.

Zhang Nian brought a full set of equipment as promised. He watched Liu Xiaobai put on, and then watched him support the tree growing in the bed surrounded by stones.

"I'm going to fall, really." Liu Xiaobai didn't dare to open his eyes.

"It will take a few more falls. I fell badly at that time, you can try to walk—" Zhang Nian suddenly moved closer, his eyes were sweating, so he wiped them with his fingers, and said, "Okay, let me help you for a while."

Liu Xiaobai said: "I found that you are kind-hearted sometimes. Why do you usually pretend to be bad? Some classmates don't like you anymore."

Zhang Nian concentrated on his heart, and tightly held Liu Xiaobai's hand. Sweat mixed with sweat, and his hot skin was pressed against him. He replied, "I don't need so many likes, that's what I am."

Liu Xiaobai is about to stagger forward, and maintains his balance at this moment. At this moment, he seems to be about to escape from the too dark life and become a happy person all the time.

On Monday again, Zhang Nian was extremely negative. He finished writing a math problem and pressed his pen heavily on the table. There were two weeks before the monthly exam. He wished that time would speed up. He poked Liu Xiaobai on the back and lowered his voice. Said: "This time, take the test well, take the test well, at least you can't compare to Yang Kong."

"What if I fail the exam?" Liu Xiaobai said something dejected as soon as he opened his mouth. He frowned, his voice seemed to come from a few meters away, and he lowered his face.

Zhang Nian was so angry that he wanted to roll his eyes, he punched Liu Xiaobai on the back, restrained himself from shouting, and said, "Give me a hard test, this time you can't hit anything, even if I'm pushed down by him, you can't. "

"Zhang Nian." Liu Xiaobai's tone was a little resentful. He always felt that Zhang Nian was too reckless. He didn't take the exam to threaten anyone, because the exam itself has great uncertainty.

The noisy classroom was like a pot of porridge. After the evening self-study was over, the students went back to the dormitory one after another. As soon as Liu Xiaobai turned his head, he saw Yang Kong standing behind the desk with a book in his hand.

It is still "Sun Tzu's Art of War".

Zhang Nian grabbed Liu Xiaobai's arm, and was about to go downstairs, when Liu Xiaobai suddenly said, "Mr. He talked with Yang Kong today."

Zhang Nian nodded, thinking about the necessary questioning, but couldn't organize his words for a while.The two of them left the teaching building and turned around, breathing in the fresh and cool air outside. Suddenly, a person came behind him, and like an electric shock, he quickly stuffed the can into Zhang Nian's arms.

"What do you mean?" Zhang Nian quickly caught Liu Xiaobai's curious gaze. He scratched his eyebrows a little awkwardly, holding a normal-temperature soda can, and asked Teng Xi who was standing in front of him in the night.

Wearing a school uniform, Teng Xi said with a slightly curved mouth, "I have something to tell you."

"Then tell me," Zhang Nian took half a step back calmly, stretched out his hand, patted Liu Xiaobai's shoulder, and said, "Go back to the dormitory first if you are in a hurry."

Liu Xiaobai punched Zhang Nian with a smile.

Zhang Nian felt his lungs hurt, he raised his face, looked at Liu Xiaobai's hand waving lightly in the night wind when he was away, and watched him quickly disappear into the crowd under the night.

The tall camphor tree covers the top of the head, like an umbrella fluttering in the wind.

Teng Xi was willing to accept the ambiguous gazes of her classmates back and forth. She tilted her head and talked to Zhang Nian, asking softly, "Have you ever been in love?"

The coke can was held warm, Zhang Nian suddenly became nervous, he pursed his mouth lightly, and said, "No, now is not the time."