Break that sportsman

Wei Ninghe and the others' original plan to practice dancing on both days of the weekend was suspended because a drunk driver crashed into a telephone pole on the street where the dance studio is located last night. "What? Are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's really interesting. It is said that the driver took the test four times before passing the second subject. When he was happy, he drank some wine with his buddies. After drinking too much, he would perform side parking on the road and then brake. When I hit the accelerator, I hit the telephone pole. It is said that there were sparks and lightning at that time, which shocked people soberly." He Shan vividly described what he heard on the other end of the phone, which was not at all like writing a Chinese paper. The person who was stuck for more than ten minutes summarizing the main content of the article.

Wei Ninghe couldn't laugh or cry after listening to what He Shan said. He locked the bicycle that was already riding under his butt again and said while walking back: "This guy should just take the drip honestly. No matter when he takes it, The driver’s license is also a road killer.”

"Isn't it?"

"If we can't go to the dance studio, how about we go to the basketball court where we usually go?"

"Hey, just tell me how much you carry your back. My mother just came back from buying breakfast and asked me if we were going to play basketball today. She said she saw a bunch of old men and women there, holding banners that read What about the square dance competition? You said they are really good at it even though it’s freezing outside.”

"Okay, keep your eyes peeled at home." After Wei Ninghe hung up the phone, he dialed Chu Ziyang, as if he had been waiting there all the time. The ringtone started ringing, and he answered the call, "Hey, everyone. What time is it and why haven’t you come over yet?”

Wei Ninghe heard the whistling wind on the other end of the phone. The biting cold wind unique to the north that he had just experienced outside the building seemed to be blowing again. He shuddered and said with some embarrassment: "What, let's go there today." No more."

Chu Ziyang, who was frozen into a ball, with one hand in his sleeve to answer the phone, and the other hand to his mouth to breathe, moved his frozen head vigorously after hearing what he said, and said, "What do you mean?"

"There's a power outage in the dance studio. It's a holiday today. You've been out for so long that you can't even speak."

"Ten minutes."

"Then you won't freeze into popsicles? Go home quickly, don't faint again when you catch a cold."

"Isn't this difficult to get through? It's just this once."

"It's so hard to put us through just that one time, so I won't tell you anymore, just find a warm place to relax and then go home."

"Okay, hang up." Chu Ziyang hung up the phone with stiff fingers and trembling hands. He put his hands to his mouth and took a breath, then bounced twice to warm himself up. , then got on his bicycle and walked back.

He hadn't ridden a few meters when he suddenly remembered what Wei Ninghe said after finishing his dance practice yesterday: "It's so late and I can't keep up with the cake-cutting shop on Huixing Road." That cake-cutting shop engages in hunger marketing and has a limited time every day. The store opened in limited quantities, and Wei Ninghe, who usually studied in the morning and evening, couldn't buy it for a long time.

Chu Ziyang saw that it was still early and the store hadn't opened yet, so he immediately turned around and rode in the other direction against the cold wind without any hesitation. He rode very fast, and when he arrived at the door of the store with his face flushed by the wind, he was just in time to open the door, but even so, people were coming and going in the store, which was very lively.

Chu Ziyang sniffed and rubbed his frozen face as he walked into the shop. As soon as he entered, he was fascinated by the colorful cut cakes inside. He looked at this and that. He boasts that he has a certain understanding of Wei Ninghe. He knows that he likes to drink cola and yogurt, and likes to eat potato chips and all kinds of soft and hard candies. But his favorite is the grilled sausage from the canteen. He knows that he has many big and small habits. , but now I only have trouble with the taste of the cake.

Just when he was about to call Wei Ninghe and ask about it on the pretext of passing by to help Wei Ninghe buy it, a familiar voice suddenly came from his ear: "What a coincidence."

Chu Ziyang followed the voice and looked around. Standing next to him was Liu An, whom Wei Ninghe had repeatedly warned him to have less contact with. He put down the two sliced ​​cakes in his hands and nodded lightly at Liu An. , said: "What a coincidence."

Liu An looked at what Chu Ziyang was holding, smiled and said to him, "Why, do you also like to eat cut cakes?"

"Huh?" Chu Ziyang tilted his head in confusion, not understanding why he used "ye".

Liu An still smiled heartlessly and said calmly: "I remember that Wei Ninghe seems to like eating the cut cakes here. Do you like them too?"

After hearing what he said, Chu Ziyang's originally gentle face suddenly turned cold. After giving him a faint look, he decided to just buy Wei Ninghe a random one, since it was all about cutting cakes anyway.

Liu Tong looked at Chu Ziyang who looked like he didn't want to pay attention to anyone, raised his eyebrows, and continued: "I remember that Wei Ninghe seemed to like the sushi from Old Man Cai's house, and the octopus balls from Jinzhen's house. Do you like these? What?"

After Chu Ziyang said these words, he no longer maintained his previous indifference. He stared at Liu An with both eyes. There was anger, impatience, a little defense and panic in his eyes. He looked at Looking at the friendly-looking boy in front of me, I felt that he was uncovering the most obscure secrets in my heart while watching me struggle in the quagmire.

"Don't look at me like that." After Liu An saw Chu Ziyang's cannibalistic gaze, he did not restrain himself at all, but said more aggressively: "I told you all this, shouldn't you thank me? "

After staring at him for a long time, Chu Ziyang suddenly turned his head away. His eyes were looking elsewhere but without any focus and he said: "I don't know what you are talking about. If nothing happens, I'll leave first." Then, he casually picked up the two cut cakes closest to him and was about to leave this place of right and wrong.

He wanted to leave, but Liu An didn't do what he wanted. He took a step forward and stood in front of Chu Ziyang. He approached him and said, "Do you like Wei Ninghe?" Although he said it as a question, his tone was not at all intolerable. refute.

After Chu Ziyang asked this question, his pupils shrank sharply, he looked at him expressionlessly and replied, "It has nothing to do with you."

"Indeed, no, but." Liu An paused after saying this, and after admiring Chu Ziyang's pretended calmness for a while, he continued: "He is a serious and straight man, you are wasting your time on him Why don't you try it with me?"

Chu Ziyang slapped away his hand that was about to put on her shoulder, and replied coldly: "I will never waste my time with him, not now."

"Ha." Liu An chuckled softly, crossed his arms and looked at him and said, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, can't you see that he is still a lover? Is unrequited love interesting? Don't think he can wear a pair of pants when he is with you now. When the time comes to understand what you mean, I won’t leave you any room, so do you still want to continue?”

"Nothing to do with you."

"Tsk, yes, because of the fate that I met you by chance today, I tell you that Wei Ninghe likes to eat red beans. Come on, little brother, and try to please him. You can come back to your brother again when you regret it." Liu An said After finishing, he sneered and turned around to take a few pieces of fruit-flavored cake to pay the bill. He walked away neatly, leaving Chu Ziyang alone to clench his fists again and again.

Chu Ziyang turned his head and stared at the remaining piece of red bean cake, as if he wanted to make a hole in it. But even so, when someone seemed to be rushing towards the piece of cake, he still took the first step. He took the piece of cut cake in his hand, and then took a piece of plain cake and walked to the cashier.

Chu Ziyang stared at the paper bag hanging on the handlebar while riding his bicycle. He had countless thoughts about throwing the piece of red bean cake into the trash can, but in the end he was killed by a man named Wei Ninghe. He suppressed his thoughts, and although he was really angry now, he thought, Wei Ninghe was right to cut cakes with Hongdou.

"Chu Ziyang! Chu Ziyang!" Calls from not far away clarified Chu Ziyang's complicated thoughts. After Chu Ziyang heard someone calling him, he reflexively stopped and looked around for someone. , he just turned his head and saw Wei Ninghe holding a Coke and carrying a large bag of snacks, waving to him and running over in small steps. He looked at the figure running towards him in the sea of ​​people, and suddenly felt that even if Let him be blown away by the wind and angry by Liu An again. As long as he can still see Wei Ninghe like this, he can buy him many cakes.

Wei Ninghe quickly ran to him, looked at him with some surprise, and asked breathlessly: "Why are you here? Haven't you gone home?"

"Me." Chu Ziyang organized his words, picked up the cut cake on the handlebar and said to him: "I went to buy this, do you want to eat it?"

After Wei Ninghe followed his words and looked over, his eyes suddenly lit up. After a wow, he said happily: "Do you also like to eat this? I've wanted to eat it for a long time!"

Chu Ziyang looked at his bright eyes and suddenly laughed. He took the shopping bag in Wei Ninghe's hand and put it on the handlebar, then handed him the cut cake in his hand, "I haven't eaten it. I bought it if I wanted to try it, you can eat it first.”

Wei Ninghe was not polite. He put the big bottle of Coke under his arm and took out one from the bag. "The red bean ones are the best, but they are hard to buy. How come your order is so good?"

"Maybe it's because you went early. Do you want to eat it now or take it home later? If you eat it now, you might choke."

"My hands are quite cold. Go home and eat it. Hey, is this the original flavor? I'll eat the original flavor and leave the red bean one to you."

"No, I can just eat the original flavor. I just want to taste it."

"Oh, that's so embarrassing, hahaha."

Chu Ziyang laughed so hard when he saw Wei Ninghe putting the cut cake into his pocket very honestly even though he said he was sorry, he looked at the place where Wei Ninghe came out just now and asked casually: "Go downstairs. Do you want to buy something?"

"Yeah, I came down here if I wanted to drink Coke. It's too cold here." Wei Ninghe said while walking back with Chu Ziyang, holding the bottle of Coke.

"Then why don't you order takeout? It will be delivered with lunch."

"My mother is cooking at home. Yesterday my father caught a big carp. The two of them were busy at home." After Wei Ninghe finished speaking, he answered a call from Shen Yu urging him to go home quickly. After he hung up, He turned to Chu Ziyang and complained: "I don't know what she wants to do for a short while. You see, your mother won't push you."

Chu Ziyang lowered his head and smiled, and replied: "She won't come back at noon, why are you urging me to do it?"

"Huh? Then what do you eat?"

"Takeaway instant noodles or something."

"Tsk, how did you grow so tall?"

"It grows casually."

"Smelly poor man, hey, you can go to my house for lunch."

"I won't go, it's too disturbing."

"Excuse me, it's settled. Our family doesn't need a pair of chopsticks like yours. Hurry up, or she'll hurry up again." After Wei Ninghe said that, he sat on the crossbar in front of Chu Ziyang's bicycle. Turning his head and looking at Chu Ziyang, who looked a little stunned, he said with disgust: "What are you so stunned about? You don't know how to lead people?"