Indigo

He stared at him speechlessly for a while, reached out to grab the money, stuffed it all into his pocket, and then strode away without looking back.

Pu Ling let out a breath of foul air.

"What's going on?" Miyano asked.

Pu Ling sighed and shook his head.

"Pu Ling will go to the movies with her female classmates?" Miyano laughed.

"Shut up." Pu Ling clicked his tongue and looked at him again, "Have you had your hair cut?"

"No, Fang Xunzai cut it for me." Miyano said, and after a while he said, "Oh, Fang Xun is the one..."

"I know, the one squatting in front of the house last night." Pu Ling interrupted him.

"Yes." Miyano nodded.

Right shit.

Pu Ling turned and walked towards the door.

"Hey, you called me here in a hurry, and now you are showing me face, you!" Miyano followed lazily.

"Who is putting on face?" Pu Ling said angrily.

"What's the situation between you and that little girl?" Miyano asked as he walked.

"She helped me skip class, and I invited her to watch a movie." Pu Ling said.

"Why are you skipping class?" Miyano slapped him on the head.

"It hurts!" Pu Ling covered her head and kicked him. "The owner of the convenience store asked me to go over and see what's going on!"

"Just ask me to go next time. I'm fine all day long, but don't skip classes all the time as a student." Miyano looked at him and said.

Pu Ling was silent for a long time before she let out an oh.

"Come on." Miyano patted the back seat of the sophomore.

Pu Ling supported his shoulders and sat up.

Unable to withstand Miyano's annoying inquiries all the way, Pu Ling finally told him what happened while watching the movie.

"This kind of thing..." Miyano clicked helplessly, "I have never encountered your brother, I don't know how to solve it, or... you tell her Let her touch it back?"

After finishing speaking, Miyano himself had fun.

"Get lost!" Pu Ling punched him on the back.

"Then let me ask you, did you react?" Miyano Lewan asked again.

"What's the reaction?" Pu Ling was stunned.

"It's... no, what, puberty, little boys are like that..."

"Then what is it?" Pu Ling interrupted him impatiently, "No."

"Really?" Miyano asked.

"Actually, I don't feel anything at all, really." Pu Ling sighed, "It's her, the reaction was a little too intense, it scared me."

"Wait, wait." Miyano stopped the car, turned to look at him, "You don't feel it?"

"Ah." Pu Ling nodded, "What's wrong?"

"Is there no feeling of embarrassment and rapid heartbeat?" Miyano asked.

"Stop talking in your sleep, okay?" Pu Ling said.

"...You," Miyano said after a moment of silence, "You are not normal, are you?"

"I'm normal." Pu Ling looked at him.

"Well, you're normal." Miyano nodded quickly.

"I don't like women." Pu Ling said.

"What..." Miyano felt that his jaw was about to drop.

"I don't like men either," Pu Ling said again.

"Oh, oh." Miyano continued to nod.

☆, 18

Pu Ling gently pushed the door open, and just as she raised her head, she slammed back against the door in fright.

"Son, where have you been so late?"

The mother with a white mask asked with a smile while holding a glass of water.

"Sooner or later, you will have a heart attack." Pu Ling sighed and walked upstairs.

"You haven't done anything wrong, so why are you scared?" Mom clicked her tongue and followed him upstairs slowly, "You haven't answered me yet, where did you go at night?"

"I saw a movie." Pu Ling said.

"Who did you watch it with?" Mom immediately came over.

"...Why?" Pu Ling asked.

"Is there a girl you like?" Mom laughed gossipingly, "What does it look like, when will I show it to Mom?"

"Ouch," Pu Ling looked at her helplessly, "no, it's just a debt of favor."

Before mother could speak, Pu Ling shuffled back to the room.

"How many times have I told you to walk and lift your feet up!" Mom shouted.

"Understood." Pu Lingweng said in a low voice.

Tired to death.

Pu Ling buried her head in the pillow and closed her eyes for more than half an hour before she slowly got up from the bed and prepared to do her homework.

Let's apologize to Liu Xiaorui tomorrow.

Puling unscrewed the pen cap.

Tsk, isn't it good to keep mentioning this kind of thing?

Pu Ling opened the workbook.

After thinking about it for a long time, his thoughts went back to when Miyano asked him if he had any reaction.

......

In fact, it's not. It's just a reaction that can make a fart when you touch it.

Pu Ling rubbed her hair, thinking that Miyano was sick to ask such a question.

However, it seems that he has never really had any feelings for any girl. He would realize that the girl is beautiful and good-looking, but he has never thought about it.

No sense.

Insensitivity is insensitivity.

With a snap, the wallet fell out of the schoolbag, and Pu Ling remembered that he still owed Miyano 80 yuan.

He looked up out of the window, just in time to see the balcony of Miyano's house, and the lights were on in the house.

After a while, you should see the person named Fang Xun.

Pu Ling frowned, and put the wallet back into the schoolbag.

"What are you doing?" Fang Xun stood in the kitchen cooking dumplings and asked, "I made supper, do you want to eat?"

"Did the landlord allow you to fire?" Miyano swayed over, "Eat."

Fang Xun smiled, turned off the fire, and filled the dumplings with a large colander.

"You made it?" Miyano asked.

"Quick-frozen." Fang Xun said.

Miyano nodded, took vinegar and soy sauce to taste, and put it on the table.

"Hey, brother Yan." Fang Xun asked casually while eating, "What are you using those cans and masks for?"

Miyano turned to look at the TV cabinet.

"You were in a hurry when you left, and things fell out, so I cleaned them up." Fang Xun said quickly.

"Yeah." Miyano stuffed a dumpling into his mouth.

"Is it delicious?" Fang Xun asked.

"It's not you who made it. I said it's delicious and you'll at most get a piece of it." Miyano said.

Fang Xun smiled and was about to speak when someone knocked on the door.

"I'll open the door." Fang Xun put down his chopsticks and got up.

"you......"

Pu Ling shut up in time and looked at Fang Xun who was only wearing a sweater.

"Huh?" Fang Xun raised his eyebrows, "Are you looking for Brother Yan?"

Over there, Miyano had already stood up and saw him: "Puling? Come to eat dumplings?"

"I'm here to pay back the money." Pu Ling said angrily.

"What money?" Miyano obviously forgot.

"That's right, the money for watching movies." Pu Ling said.

"Oh." Miyano smiled and walked over.

Pu Ling handed him 80 yuan.

Miyano didn't refuse either, and accepted the money with a smile: "You said you, invited the girl to watch a movie, and let the girl buy popcorn by herself."

"I forgot my wallet," Pu Ling became even angrier, "Why don't I ask you for help in the middle of the night?"

"That's right, I disturbed you two." Miyano Yuzuo nodded.

"You're going to die if you don't talk? Did I just say that I have nothing to do with her?" Pu Ling was a little annoyed.

"Okay, it's okay, it's nothing, do you want to eat dumplings?" Miyano asked.

"Fart!" Pu Ling slammed the door and walked to her balcony without looking back.

"This kid has been eating gunpowder recently." Miyano looked at the door that was slammed shut by Pu Ling, and the other party said.

"Very cute." Fang Xun smiled.

"Going to a technical secondary school at the age of 19?" Sun Shaonan frowned with a bun in his mouth, took a straw and inserted it into a bowl of soy milk, "This Fang's level of deception is a bit low."

Miyano sighed, "No, he said he kept his grade for two years."

"And then you believed it." Zhou Yang said, taking away the last siu mai on the table.

"Ah, why don't you believe it?" Miyano looked at him.

"I always feel that the recipe you picked up is not very reliable." Yan Run snorted, "He said that his dad threw him to the debtor in order to debt. Are you afraid of being arrested at the door of your house?"

"But I think Brother Xiao Fang is pretty good, he smiles at me every day." Gong He interjected.

"Shut up and eat yours." Sun Shaonan said impatiently.

"Brother Yan, does Fang Xun look special to you?" Zhou Yang asked with a smile.

"I'm really not interested in him," Miyano clicked his tongue, "Do you guys think that I can fall in love with a guy? Fuck, if that's true, you guys would have been fucked by me a long time ago."

"Be careful what you say," Sun Shaonan pointed at him, "It doesn't matter who does who."

Several people laughed.

"Brother, you don't like Brother Xiao Fang." Gong He looked disappointed while holding a meat bun, "Then you still ask him to cut your hair for you, don't you hate others touching your head the most?"

Sun Shaonan, Zhou Yang, and Yan Run looked at him together.

"The hairstyle is not bad." Sun Shaonan said with a smirk.

"Shut up." Miyano sighed, "I thought my hair was annoying. He said he would cut it for me. What's wrong? What's the problem?"

"Anyway, I think Xiao Fang is quite suitable to be my sister-in-law." Gong He said.

"Do you believe I pressed your face into soy milk?" Miyano looked at him.

"My face is too big, I can't fit it in." Gonghe smiled hippie.

Pu Ling took the racket and handed one to Hu Yuan.

"Team with me." He squinted his eyes and looked at Class Three who were in class on the other side of the playground not far away. "It's okay."

Hu Yuan took the racket slowly, stood opposite him, and after a while turned her head uneasily to look back.

"It's okay." Pu Ling repeated.

Hu Yuan frowned slightly and nodded: "I serve."

"Why do you have such a painful expression when you serve a ball, relax a bit." Pu Ling said.

Hu Yuan forced a smile, threw the ball up, and hit it with the racket.

The two played against each other for half a class, and the physical education teacher came over to announce free activities.

Hu Yuan breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to go back to the classroom.

"I told you that you don't have to be afraid." Pu Ling looked at her, "They are already afraid, and you don't have to hide for them."

Hu Yuan didn't speak, and Liu Xiaorui walked over angrily.

"See one and love the other!" Liu Xiaorui muttered, and walked away again.

"..."

When will this matter be over.

Pu Ling sighed helplessly.

"Puling, they..." Hu Yuan grabbed his sleeve suddenly, "Their class is disbanded, they are coming over."

Pu Ling raised her eyes, and she saw Xue Xin walking towards them with Yan Ze's shoulders on her shoulders.

"Yo, you're not running anymore?" Xue Xin said with a smile, staring at Hu Yuan.

Hu Yuan's lips trembled, she turned around and was about to leave.

"What are you afraid of? We have all been warned, how dare we touch you." Xue Xin clicked his tongue.

"You have nothing to be afraid of," Pu Ling said. "The main reason is that she is afraid that seeing you will affect her appetite, so she runs away when she sees you."

"Fuck. What do you mean?" Xue Xin stared at him.

"I want you to stop acting like a crab in school." Pu Ling said.

"Your mother..."

"Xue Xin!" Yan Ze called him, and pushed him impatiently, "You go! You go first!"

Xue Xin frowned and glanced at her, then walked forward.

"It's so annoying!" Yan Ze frowned, and turned to look at Pu Ling, "I ask you, have you seen..."

"Yan Ze!" Xue Xin shouted, "What are you talking about!"

"do you have......"

"Yan Ze!"

"Fuck!" Yan Ze scratched his hair and walked away impatiently.

"She seems to have something to tell you." Hu Yuan looked at Yan Ze's back.

"I can see it." Pu Ling said.

"Thank you." Hu Yuan turned to look at him, "Also, I'm sorry for my bad attitude before."

"You apologize," Pu Ling clicked, "it's too late."

"I'm very sincere." Hu Yuan frowned.

"Okay, accept it." Pu Ling smiled.

"Then you can accept it, my dad?" Hu Yuan looked at him and said softly, "I will ask for my dad."

"Uncle Hu is very good." Pu Ling said.

"Then you mean you don't object to your mother remarrying my father?" Hu Yuan asked.

"This is an adult's business. I don't care if I say it." Pu Ling raised her eyebrows.

"Have you always regarded yourself as a child?" Hu Yuan smiled.

"No," Pu Ling shook her head, "I'm a different kind of adult."

"I don't understand." Hu Yuan said.

"It's an adult who can take care of everything, except what my mother likes." Pu Ling smiled at her.

There was no late self-study on Friday. After school, Pu Ling took the bus to the Children's Palace in the city center to find Aunt Mao, and wanted to tell her that he would not do flyer business.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I arrived at the square, I saw that "bear" holding a stack of leaflets wandering around in the square at the door.

"Puling, aren't you going to school today?" Aunt Mao was sitting by a trash can, eating melon seeds, and she smiled when she saw him.

"School is over." Pu Ling said, "Auntie, I came here today to..."

"Eating melon seeds?" Aunt Mao grabbed a handful for him.

"I came here to say that I will quit this job." Pu Ling took the melon seeds.

"Why?" Aunt Mao frowned, "Do you think the salary is low?"

"No, no, the salary is pretty good...but every time I seem to send as many orders as Xiao Xiao, I get more money than her." Pu Ling said.

"Oh, I said I like you kid, so I'll give you more." Aunt Mao smiled.

Pu Ling didn't know what to say, so she turned around and looked at the "bear" who was distributing leaflets not far away.

"How much money can he get a day?" Pu Ling raised his finger to "bear".

"This," Aunt Mao probably didn't expect him to ask, and she stammered a bit, "about five or fifty."

"He handed out twice as many leaflets as I did, and he got less money than I did." Pu Ling thought for a while, "Where in the world is there such a good job for me?"

"But it's your turn." Aunt Mao raised her eyebrows horizontally, as if she had never seen such a rigid young man like him.

Puling sighed.

"Oh..." Aunt Mao also sighed and patted him on the shoulder, "I don't have enough staff here recently, so you can help Auntie for half a month, okay?"

Pu Ling couldn't bear to refuse, so she nodded.

"Auntie knew you were a good boy!" Auntie Mao smiled immediately, and pointed to a cardboard box piled up on the ground, "Hey, I'm going to the toilet, you can read the flyers for me."

"Okay." Pu Ling said.

After Aunt Mao left, the bear wobbled over and sat down beside him.

"Are you lazy?" Pu Ling looked at him.

The bear sat down without speaking.

"It's been a long time." Pu Ling's gaze shifted from the bear to the many children chasing and playing in the square.

The bear still didn't speak, and turned his head forward, as if in a daze.

"How old are you?" Pu Ling asked.

"..."

A few seconds of silence.

Pu Ling clicked his tongue: "You are deaf, you won't say anything if I ask you?"

Bear nodded his head.

"..."

"You're too difficult to chat with, aren't you?" Pu Ling looked at him, "Or do you mean you just don't want to talk to me?"

Bear still did not speak.

Pu Ling was a little annoyed by his attitude.

"It's not because my salary for handing out leaflets is higher than yours, is it?" Pu Ling asked.

Bear nodded.

Pu Ling stopped being annoyed in an instant, and she lost the confidence to be annoyed. Aunt Mao was unfair to him and others, and Pu Ling alone felt quite disgusting.

Normal people sure hate that.

Even Xiao Xiao doesn't pay much attention to him recently.

Pu Ling felt a little depressed, more because she didn't understand why Aunt Mao was so nice to him alone.

"Hey, why don't I take care of you for a while until you get off work, and make sure that Aunt Mao won't find out." Pu Ling said.

The bear took one look at him, moved his hips to the side, and sat away from him.

"I'm kind." Pu Ling said.

The bear ignored him.

Pu Ling clicked his tongue, and went to pick his bear's head: "I'm not kidding, let me stand for you for a while, I see you are quite tired."

The bear was quite strong, but it was too bulky to resist.

Seeing that his head was about to be ripped off by Pu Ling, Xiong suddenly raised his leg and kicked Pu Ling.

Pu Ling fell backwards to the ground and didn't get up for a while.

Bear hugged the leaflet and ran away in a hurry.

☆, 19

The bear ran too fast, and Pu Ling couldn't catch up.

It was embarrassing, after all, when that bear kicked over, many children turned their heads to look at him, and he fell to the ground.

Pu Ling sighed and patted the ashes off her body, feeling a little depressed.

He will go home when Aunt Mao comes back from the bathroom.

Pu Ling squatted on the bus stop next to the Children's Palace and looked at the timetable for a while, and found that the long-term bus that passed through the bay that day also passed here.

Within 5 minutes, the car arrived.

Pu Ling sat up.

Today is a cloudy day, there is no sunset, and when we pass by the bay, there is a piece of gray in the distance, and we can't even see the color of the sea clearly.

Puling opened the window a little bit, and the cold wind with the smell of the sea came in and brushed past the tip of his nose.

Recently, the mood of persistent irritability tendency has improved slightly.

...Actually, some things don't require any experience or guidance. You can understand when you want to understand, but you just don't want to admit it in your heart.

Pu Ling licked her dry lips, narrowed her eyes and looked at the gray sea level.

I think of many appearances, many appearances of Miyano.

Humans are visual animals, and Pu Ling is not special.

He had to admit that Miyano's appearance did have an intuitive and strong attraction to him.

Attractive.

He never dared to tell Miyano that he didn't react when he touched Liu Xiaorui, but he did after kissing him that night.

Pu Ling has lived for more than ten years and has never encountered such a thing.

He didn't lie to Miyano when he came back from the movie theater that day, he really knew clearly that he didn't like men.

But Miyano... seems to be an exception.

Pu Ling felt that his brain was running much smoother.

After facing this problem head on.

He didn't have any plans for what to do next.

The radio ding ding, it's time to arrive.

After being secretly played with the mobile phone for the third time and being discovered by Lao Yu and forced to disarm him, Feng Han never dared to bring his mobile phone to school again.

There was nothing to do in the self-study class and it was too boring, so Feng Han went to the school's small supermarket to buy several magazines to relieve his boredom.

Having nothing to do after class, Pu Ling casually flipped through a book, flipped through a few pages and found it was a romance magazine, he clicked his tongue and threw it back to Feng Han.

"What do you think of this?" he asked.

"I left this for Liu Xiaorui." Feng Han said.

"...Do you like Liu Xiaorui?" Pu Ling was a little shocked.

"Yeah," Feng Han glanced at him sideways, "why don't you allow it?"

"I don't allow anything, you are free." Pu Ling said.

"That's about the same," Feng Han carefully stuffed the magazine back into the desk, and gave him another one, "I know Liu Xiaorui likes you, but, I must treat her better than you, she will know. "

"Hmm." Pu Ling took the magazine and nodded with a smile.

Miyano sat on the car with one leg dangling, reached out and rang the bell on the front of the car.

Soon a figure ran out from the crowd of students at the school gate and ran to him.

"The ears are quite good." Miyano glanced at him and handed him a bottle of water.

"Why are you here?" Fang Xun took a sip of water, thought for a while and said, "Do you know when I finish class? Want to have lunch with me?"

"Your secondary school," Miyano looked up, "it's pretty good."

"Want to go in and have a look? I'm a tour guide." Fang Xun said.

Miyano shook his head.

"So no interest," Fang Xun clicked his tongue, and was about to climb into the back seat, "I'm starving to death, let's go eat."

"I'll pass by here after Pu Ling brings me a meal," Miyano said, "Let me tell you, let's have dinner with Sun Shaonan tomorrow night."

Fang Xun let out a sigh, a little disappointed, and tugged his sleeve: "Then you won't have lunch with me?"

"Is there no cafeteria in your school?" Miyano looked at him.

"Yes, but it's not tasty." Fang Xun said.

Miyano took Zhang Twenty from his pocket and put it in his hand.

"Why?" Fang Xun also looked at him.

"Go and eat whatever you want." Miyano rang the car bell, "I'm leaving."

Unfortunately, Miyano did not wait for Pu Ling's meal.

Pu Ling came back from lunch for a lunch break, and a whistle came from above his head.

He looked up and saw Miyano sitting on the balcony railing on the second floor.

"Where's my meal?" Miyano asked.

"Are you asking me?" Pu Ling raised her eyebrows.

"You didn't bring it for me?" Miyano looked at him.

"No." Pu Ling planned to go back to the house.

"Oh, then cook me some noodles." Miyano said.

Pu Ling looked up at him: "Don't you have a roommate who can cook noodles? Do you need me?"

"Are you cooking or not?" Miyano clicked impatiently.

"No cooking." Pu Ling dropped the words and slammed the door.

"..."

Miyano was a little upset, what's going on with this kid recently, he's becoming more and more rebellious.

"Brother! Brother, brother!" Panting heavily, Gong He opened the door and ran in, "Brother, where are you!"

"Here." Miyano shook his feet lazily, "Look up."

As soon as Gong He raised his head, he almost cried out in fright: "Brother, are you going to jump off the building!"

"Crazy." Miyano looked down at him, "Why are you in a hurry? Aren't you working in an auto repair shop? Why are you back?"

"No, something happened to Mom!" Gong He shouted.

"What could happen to her?" Miyano took out a cigarette and lit it.

"Something really happened! Someone pulled his hair and beat him!" Gong He stomped his feet twice.

Miyano got down from the railing with a cigarette in his mouth: "Where is it?"

When they arrived at the gate of Luo Ying's house, the spectators had already moved from the outside to the inside of the gate.

All of them stretched their heads to look around on tiptoes, pushed each other, and scrambled to capture first-hand information on the scene, with intriguing expressions on their faces.

Miyano has lived here for so many years, and only at this time has he seen the positive sense of competition in people, and they are all competing to watch the theater. He is the most loyal and dedicated gossip reporter in this area.

The rest of the time, it's mostly like stagnant water, the kind that doesn't give a little reaction when you step on it with your shoes.

He pinched his cigarette, pulled away the arms of several people and squeezed inside.

Luo Ying's screams came from the door unreservedly.

Miyano saw several women pushing her to the ground in a hurry, some were pulling her hair, some were trying to kick her on the back.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Miyano pulled away the woman who was about to kick her.

"Who are you!" The woman turned her head and shouted.

The woman had a mole on her face, and when she yelled, her whole face was wrinkled, and the mole was pitifully squeezed together with her nose.

"Her son." Miyano said, looking at Luo Ying again, "let her go first."

"That's right, let's talk about it if you have something to say." An aunt watching the fun said.

"Say it well?" The woman raised her eyebrows exaggeratedly, "How can you say it well! She snatched my man, a shameless little girl, what should I tell her!"

"Steal your man?" Miyano asked.

"You are her son, aren't you?" The woman sneered, "Okay, I think we'll let your mother go, right? I'll pay back the money my man spent on her first!"

"Damn!" Luo Ying struggled violently, and said loudly, "I didn't cost him a penny to be with him! It's all my money for him! Do you want to f**k face? Believe it or not, I'll sue you!" Slander!"

"How dare you talk!" the woman screamed, walked over and grabbed her by the hair, pulling her head back.

Luo Ying suddenly frowned in pain.

Miyano grabbed the woman's arm: "Release."

The woman turned her head and glared at him: "I'm going to tear off all your mother's hair today, why don't you care?"

Miyano didn't speak, but exerted some strength on his hand.

The woman's wrists were numb all of a sudden, and she couldn't exert any strength, so she yelled, ouch.

Miyano let go, and looked up at the women holding Luo Ying.

The women were frightened by his eyes and stopped.

Miyano helped Luo Ying up.

Luo Ying's face was bloody from fingernails, her hair was disheveled, and her clothes were torn in a mess.

"How much do you owe your man?" Miyano looked at the woman.

The woman was silent for a long time with a grunt, and finally said the number.

Miyano took out his wallet and gave her the money.

The woman took the money and walked away with a group of women.

Miyano raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked towards the door: "Still watching?"

It was the group of gossip reporters who asked.

The gossip reporters suddenly buzzed like flies and dispersed.

Miyano closed the door and turned to look at Luo Ying.

Luo Ying stood in the yard expressionlessly, obstinately silent.

Miyano sighed, went to the house to get some hot water, took a towel and threw it into the washbasin.

"Wash your face." He knelt down, twisted the towel and handed it to Luo Ying.

Luo Ying didn't answer.

Miyano had no choice but to stand up and reach out to wipe her.

Luo Ying didn't hide, but frowned when the towel touched the wound.

"Does it hurt?" Miyano asked.

"You don't believe me." Luo Ying said.

"Believe it or not." Miyano said.

"I didn't know he was married." Luo Ying said.

Miyano hummed.

Luo Ying closed her eyes and let him wipe them. After a while, tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.

Luo Ying has fine lines around her eyes.

It turns out that she will grow old too, and Miyano didn't realize until today.

When Pu Ling woke up, she simply washed her face and prepared to go to school.

As soon as he opened the door, he found Gonghe sitting in the yard with his chin propped up, with a sad face.

"Brother Puling." Gong He stood up.

"What's wrong?" Pu Ling asked.

Miyagawa shook his head.

"Where's your brother?" Pu Ling couldn't help but glanced at the balcony on the second floor.

"My mother was beaten by a group of girls, and he went to fight." Gong He said.

Pu Ling looked at him with some disbelief.

"Really." Gong He said, "But don't worry, my brother will definitely not suffer."

"I know." Pu Ling said.

"Oh and also, my brother asked me to tell you that Brother Sun is treating guests to dinner tomorrow night and asked you to come too." Gong He said.

"Why didn't he tell me himself?" Pu Ling asked.

"He said," Gong He rubbed his head, "He said that you don't like talking to him recently, and he told you that you definitely won't go."

Pu Ling smiled.

Gonghe didn't know why he laughed, so he laughed too.

"Why don't you fight?" Pu Ling looked at him.

"It's useless for me to go," Gong He sighed, "Maybe my mother is in a bad mood and has to beat me to vent, so I won't go."

Miyano didn't come to the convenience store today, and he didn't send a message saying he couldn't come.

Pu Ling was lying on the cashier counter, flicking the phone screen boredly.

People don't have the responsibility to send you home all the time, you wait a fart.

Pu Ling thought.

"Hello, do you have any Christmas hats in your store?" a little girl asked.

Pu Ling raised his head and looked at her.

I was just busy thinking about things, but I didn't hear her speak, and I didn't even know when she came in.

"I said," the little girl gestured again in a good-natured way, "that kind of hat for Christmas."

"No." Pu Ling said.

The little girl let out a disappointment and left.

Pu Ling went back on her stomach again, and turned on the screen after a while, only to find that it was already the 20th.

12 month 20 number.

There are still four days to Christmas Eve and five days to Christmas.

But he was nothing, boring.

Few things in this world are interesting to him.

The next day, Pu Ling deliberately asked the convenience store owner for leave, and had dinner with Sun Shaonan and the others.

As usual, it was the hot pot restaurant last time.

"A little more fish tofu!" Zhou Yang shouted, "The egg yolk sandwich in their fish tofu is very delicious!"

Yan Run smiled and handed the menu to Pu Ling: "You choose."

"Thank you." Pu Ling took the menu and the pen and was about to tick off, when she raised her eyes and saw Miyano walking in, followed by Fang Xun.

Miyano glanced at him, but sat down opposite him without speaking to him.Fang Xun sat next to him.

Pu Ling grabbed the pen holder for a while, ordered two random dishes, and gave the menu to Gong He.

"Why did I invite everyone to dinner today?" Sun Shaonan took a sip with a smile on his glass, "Because——"

"Fart, let go." Miyano peeled the pistachio and said without looking up.

Sun Shaonan clicked his tongue: "You can't stop interrupting? Will you die if you don't interrupt?"

Miyano didn't speak, and continued to peel the pistachios with his head down.

"Why?" Sun Shaonan continued to smile, "Because your brother and I are going to Beijing."

"what?"

"what?"

Zhou Yang and Yan Run spoke at the same time.

Even Miyano was slightly taken aback, looking up at him.

"Didn't you think so?" Sun Shaonan took another sip of his wine, "I don't want to hang around anymore, I'm going to Beijing to find a job with my second uncle."

"Go and see the world, you can't just stay here and beat people up for the rest of your life." Sun Shaonan laughed dryly.

"Then you still, come back?" Gong He asked.

"Maybe I won't come back." Sun Shaonan wiped his nose, laughed, and reached out to touch his head, "What about that store, the deputy store manager will continue to watch, you should continue to work there."

Miyagawa nodded vigorously.

"Aren't you coming back after Chinese New Year?" Yan Run's eyes were red.

Sun Shaonan laughed, his voice a little hoarse: "Why are you crying, you might be back soon."

Zhou Yangfeng rushed forward and hugged him, pressing his face on Sun Shaonan's shoulder.

"Oh, hey, it looks like I'm going to die." Sun Shaonan patted him on the back.

"Brother Sun." Pu Ling poured himself a glass of wine and held it up to him, "Have a good trip."

"Hey, thanks." Sun Shaonan said.

Miyano was the last one to stand up, without saying anything, he reached out and hugged him.

"Don't be like this, go to Beijing to play with me." Sun Shaonan hit him hard on the back a few times.

Miyano nodded and smiled, then continued peeling his own pistachios.

If he didn't eat one, he was just bored, he couldn't help but want to do something, and Fang Xun ate all the pistachios.

Pu Ling saw it all.

Because of Sun Shaonan's announcement to leave the meal, the atmosphere was a bit dull.

Yan Run looked at Miyano and smiled: "You drink less, you are very difficult to deal with when you are drunk."

Miyano's hand holding the wine glass paused, and looked up at him: "You care about me?"

Yan Run smiled, turned to Pu Ling and said, "Look, this is already drunk."

"How do you know?" Pu Ling asked.

"This is his old problem. You should have known it when you sent him home last time," Yan Run said in a low voice. Beat him up."

Pu Ling took a sip of her drink and nodded, "That's right."

"Brother Yan has always been like this, and our brothers all know about it." Yan Run said, "Brother Sun took care of him when he was drunk, and the two of them could fight when he was drunk."

Pu Ling smiled.

Yan Run didn't know if he thought that Sun Shaonan was going to leave, so he sighed lightly and didn't speak any more.

In the end, Yan Run and Pu Ling were the only ones who were not drunk.

Oh, there is still Fang Xun left.

Fang Xun helped Miyano up and put him on his shoulders: "I'll send Brother Yan home first, I don't think he's particularly comfortable."

Yan Run nodded and said, "Okay, you pay attention to safety."

Fang Xun let out a hum, and helped Miyano go outside.

He is not particularly tall, but thin. Miyano is so tall, and half of his body is pressed on him. Pu Ling thinks that Fang Xun must be exhausted.

But he doesn't want to help.

"Take Gong He back, I'll take care of the rest." Yan Run clicked his tongue and looked at Gong He, "At such a young age, I drink no less than anyone else every time."

Pu Ling helped Gong He, and staggered out of the hotpot restaurant.

Gong He was talking nonsense while holding him.

There is a small alley next to the hot pot restaurant, and it is closer to walk from there.Pu Ling was hugged by Gong He, and walked with difficulty into the alley.

Halfway through, his feet settled there as if they had taken root.

The lights in the alley were so bright that Pu Ling could clearly see the faces of the two people leaning against the wall in front of him.

Fang Xun was pressed against the wall by Miyano, looking thin, short and pitiful.

Miyano's eyes were squinted, perhaps closed.

He turned his face, Fang Xun's mouth