me and the king next door

When the first snow fell this year, Fu Jing came to see me.

He didn't wear a school uniform, but a thick down jacket. He didn't know how many pieces he wore inside, stretching his thin figure like a rice dumpling.

That day I came to get the report card, I came very early, leaning against the railing with Zheng Bao, obviously very cold, but I still wanted to play outside, very childishly breathing into the sky, more than anyone else.

Fu Jing was wearing a scarf with a lot of snow falling on it, looking at us quietly, it was Zheng Bao who discovered him first.

Zheng Bao bumped my elbow, seeing that pretty face, there seemed to be light in his eyes: "Hey, Jiayu, isn't that the fairy boy we saw that day?"

It turns out that in Zheng Bao's heart, Fu Jing is a fairy man, although it sounds funny, it fits his temperament quite well.

I waved at him, he smiled at me, showing his white teeth, beautiful and delicate, I love it...

Zheng Bao swallowed: "It's so beautiful..."

Fu Jing heard his words and smiled slightly: "Are you free at noon?"

I have nothing to do: "Yes."

Fu Jing: "The last time we agreed to have dinner together, I always remember that today I happen to be free, so let me treat you to lunch."

I was a little embarrassed, how could I let him treat me, so I quickly declined.

Fu Jing seemed to know that I would do this, he smiled and said, "You have helped me so much, I should treat you to this meal."

We ended up going to a mutton soup shop. It was warm inside, and it was still snowing outside. The three of us sat by the window, with a view of the street.

Fu Jing feels very elegant in everything she does. Even rinsing bowls with tea is very beautiful. Zheng Bao has become one of his fans, with stars shining in his eyes. When Zheng Bao knew that he was the top student in class 33 , the admiration in his eyes went up again, pulling people to ask questions, Fu Jing didn't talk much, he had a good temper, and didn't think Zheng Bao talked too much at all.

When we were halfway through eating, his cell phone vibrated. Fu Jing frowned when he saw the caller ID, but put it aside and ignored it. I was a little curious. Fu Jing picked up the phone as if nothing had happened. The chopsticks picked a piece of mutton and chewed it carefully in his mouth. He smiled: "It's okay."

The phone flickered for tens of seconds and went dark again, but after a while, the phone vibrated again, this time he put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth, and said to us apologetically, "Sorry, I'll pick it up. "

Fu Jing stood up and went outside to answer the phone. He turned sideways to us. Although I don't know who called him, I could feel that he was in a bad mood, and his brows kept frowning together when he spoke.

He talked with the people over there for about half a minute, then hung up, but didn't come in, put his phone in his pocket, and stared blankly into the air for a while.

When he came back, his complexion was not very good, and he apologized: "Sorry, I may have to go first."

I was a little disappointed, but looking at him, he seemed to have something important to do, so I asked him, "Is there anything wrong?"

Fu Jing shook her head, her lips were a little pale, and her smile was far-fetched: "One of my uncles has something important to do with me."

I heard him say that when I met him in the hotel that time, it seemed that I was with that uncle, who should be a relative his parents entrusted to take care of him.

I nodded: "Then you go, pay attention to safety on the road."

In the end, Zheng Bao and I were left to eat inside. Fu Jing was standing by the side of the road with a tall and slender back. Zheng Bao scooped himself a bowl of mutton soup and sighed: "You just saw the clothes he was wearing. Is there a logo?"

I have been busy chatting with him, how can I pay attention to these things, besides, although I am gay, I am straight in many ways, I don’t care much about these details, even if I see the logo, I probably can’t recognize it, I When I was a student in my previous life, I only knew about Anta, Nike, Adidas and other sports brands, and I didn’t know anything else...

Zheng Bao described it to me for a long time, and I seem to have a little impression that the clothes Wang Xun bought for me before seemed to have that brand.

Zheng Bao: "The clothes of that brand cost more than 6000 to say the least... I've always wanted it, but my dad said that we can't waste it, and the money should be used where it should be spent..."

I was shocked, just that black down jacket, worth so much money? ? ?

I suddenly trembled, I seemed to have owned it in my previous life, and then I threw it in the washing machine and it was damaged, so I threw it away, my God, it was all money!

But Fu Jing looks really good in it...

Could it be... Fu Jing is really a young master?With his noble temperament, it can be seen that someone has taken good care of him and cared for him.He lived in a bad place, and probably had some conflicts with his family.

But I was still very puzzled, there were too many contradictions in him, and the more I reasoned, the more confused I became, and finally I just ignored it.

Fu Jing stood there for a few minutes, and a black car stopped in front of him. Fu Jing opened the door and sat in. It was too far away to see anything, but I vaguely saw a person inside.

That winter was the last time I saw Fu Jing. When he was young, he was like a piece of snowflakes. He was very clean. Unlike him many years later, he did not know what he had experienced, and his whole body was stained with mortal dust. But it's funny to say, everyone is mortal, rolling on the ground, it's a matter of time before they get smudged by the world.

In the winter vacation training, I was not surprised that Wang Xun was in it. He often participated in some competitions in high school and won some awards. He told me a long time ago that he was going to participate in the winter vacation training. I didn't tell him that I was going too (mainly because I didn't find time to tell him), so he was very surprised to see me when we assembled.

In addition to being surprised, Wang Xun was more displeased. I didn't tell him anything when he was upset.

Ms. Liu sent me to school, and as soon as I landed, he stared at me. He was with his classmates, standing in the crowd, the tallest one.

Wang Xun is very popular, he is handsome and has good grades. He looks well-dressed (human face) in front of outsiders, and he has deceived many boys and girls.

In addition to the ordinary class, this kind of competition gave four to five places in each class. He was surrounded by people, and I stood there alone, which was quite obvious.

Probably due to the height advantage, he saw me over the head, and our eyes met, as if we were suddenly connected online.

I waved at him, lowered my head and pretended to be playing with my phone.

Alas, my poor acting skills.

Wang Xun said a few words to his classmates, and walked straight to me: "Xie Jiayu, why are you here?"

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