repeat students

At night, the two of them sat on the bed and faced each other in a daze.

Zhong Chen was still wearing those shoes on his feet, Jian Zixing always felt that there was something weird there, and it took him a while to realize it.

"You wear shoes to bed??"

"These are new shoes." Zhong Chen raised one of his feet, "Look, the soles of the shoes are cleaner than the sheets."

"..." Jian Zixing raised his hand to press on his temple, trying to control his urge to hit someone.

"You mean your dad took the initiative to send you text messages? Using a mobile phone number that has been vacant for several years?"

"Yeah." Zhong Chen muttered, "It's weird, I was worried that the enemy would send bombs at first, so I didn't dare to move."

Jian Zixing frowned, "Your father is a bit powerful, how can you get back the mobile phone number that has been discarded for several years?"

Zhong Chen didn't seem to hear his question, and looked down at the shoes endlessly, as if he had never seen such an ugly shoe.

"Does it suit me too?" He raised his foot, "Look, it looks like my legs are quite long, don't they?"

"Put it down, Brother Chen." Jian Zixing sighed, his head exploded in pain, "Why don't you go and look in the mirror yourself, you look like a schoolboy wearing these shoes."

"It's a little naive." Zhong Chen retracted his feet and touched them lovingly, "But they are still a good pair of shoes. I just touched the leather and it's of good quality."

"..."

Jian Zixing lay flat on the bed, looked at the bright light tube and sighed.

After taking a hot bath after drinking, I felt sober just after taking a bath, but now my head was swollen again.

Zhong Chen's words gradually turned into buzzing, and it was difficult for him to understand.

"After getting my ears pierced tomorrow, should I get another tattoo?" Zhong Chen lay down next to him with his shoes on, "I'll tattoo Zhongyongjun Dashabi on my middle finger, and when he shows up, I'll show him my middle finger." .”

"Your dad will definitely beat you to death. The last time I saw him, I knew you couldn't beat him with that arm. Dad is dad after all." Jian Zixing turned his head and looked at him without saying a word, "And you are not going to take the police exam Is it okay to have your ears pierced for two years, and you can die forever, but if you get a tattoo, it will be completely useless, unless you go to wash the tattoo."

"I won't take the police exam." Zhong Chen muttered, "My dad is coming back soon, so I'm still going to take the exam."

"..."

A confused expression gradually appeared on Jian Zixing's drunken face. He frowned and pondered for a while, and then asked uncertainly, "Because...? Are you afraid that one day you will catch your father with your own hands?"

Zhong Chen's face was wrinkled together, as if he had digested the logic of this sentence for a while.

"Not really..." He hesitated a little, "Xingxing..."

"Ok?"

Zhong Chen smacked his lips, and suddenly muttered in a low voice: "It's a bit difficult."

"What's so difficult?" Jian Zixing turned over, leaning on his arms and trying to open his eyes to look at him.

Zhong Chen had a troubled expression on his face, as if he was struggling with something, that kind of hesitation was quite rare, Jian Zixing had never seen him like this before.

"It's okay, Brother Chen." Jian Zixing stretched out his hand to smooth his chest, "It's always a good thing that your dad comes back, you can do whatever you want in the future, you don't have to explain to anyone, the last time I saw him, he didn't feel like a rigid parent. "

"Yeah." Zhong Chen grabbed his arm, "Xing Xing."

"What's the matter?" Jian Zixing stroked his arm again, "Don't think too much, your dad stopped talking, and the matter will be settled within a week. No matter what he decides at that time, it's over for you to support him as a son. "

Zhong Chen nodded with some difficulty.

"So you support me too?" he asked.

"Yeah, let's go to sleep." Jian Zixing tugged at the corner of the quilt and turned over, "My head hurts so much, I guess it was blown by the wind in the car."

Jian Zixing muttered a few words and went to sleep, but Zhong Chen felt a little hot when he touched his forehead, so he went down to find medicine for him and put it on the bedside, then took off his shoes and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

……

When Jian Zixing shook him the next day, Zhong Chen felt his head was going to explode.

"What time?" He squinted his eyes and asked, his throat was sore, and his throat was about to breathe fire.

"At four o'clock, the music festival stops at six o'clock. If you still want to get your ears pierced, you have to get up now." Jian Zixing had finished washing, and patted his leg, "Hurry up, let's buy one at the bottom." Eat on the pie road."

"The ears must be pierced." Zhong Chen pinched his earlobe, "Wait a minute, do you have any clothes? Find me one."

Jian Zixing said, "I have a light gray sweater, okay?"

"It's enough to have a hat." Zhong Chen jumped into the bathroom with one foot, "It's enough to let the handsome Chenchen wear a hat and walk on the street coolly."

The two split up, Zhong Chen showed his unique skill of brushing his teeth and washing his hair at the same time, Jian Zixing took his clothes back and stood at the door of the bathroom, looking dumbfounded.Someone just finished brushing his teeth and washing his hair. He rubbed a towel on his head twice, then grabbed the clothes and put them on in two seconds. at the door.

"Let's go, let's go," he said, "Come on! March towards each person with a small earring!"

Rushing out of the house in a hurry and getting into a taxi, Jian Zixing looked at the time.

From opening your eyes to getting on the bus, it took a total of 7 minutes.

"It's a pity that you don't want to be a soldier at this speed." He sighed, "I didn't realize that you still have this potential in class."

"There's nothing to look forward to in class." Zhongchen turned on his phone, "Where are we going to call later? Where is your car calling?"

"Pingsheng Road." The driver said.

Jian Zixing: "The barber shop on Pingsheng Road is small, but the master is very professional. My ear piercing was done there."

"That's fine." Zhong Chen nodded immediately, "It doesn't matter if you are a professional or not, just find one with you."

Hearing this, the driver glanced at the two of them from the rearview mirror, his eyes rested on Jian Zixing's earlobe, and then moved away after a while.

Zhong Chen smiled lazily and said nothing, just pulled Jian Zixing's arm into his arms, slumped on the chair and half-closed his eyes to blow the air.

"Are you Jian Zixing?" the driver asked suddenly.

Both of them were taken aback. Jian Zixing felt that Zhongchen's arms tensed instantly, and he was about to jump out and jump onto the co-pilot to subdue the driver in the next second.

"What kind of robot competition." The driver explained in time, "My son is a fan of that competition, so he insisted on dragging me to watch the live broadcast. You are the kid who qualified in our province? Are you playing that king crab?"

The tense Zhong Chen let go in a second, turned his head to see the corner of Jian Zixing's mouth twitching unconsciously, and laughed out loud.

"It's him." Zhong Chen wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes laughing, and ignored Jian Zixing kicking him underneath, and said, "His robot is called Little Crab, not King Crab."

"The name is quite low-key." The driver said with emotion, "but the weapon is hydraulic, which is really duplicity."

Zhong Chen was even louder in joy, and almost vomited blood when Jian Zixing elbowed him.

Jian Zixing's ears were red until he got off the car.

"You have to get used to this." Zhong Chen cleared his throat and followed him, "After that game, I saw that there are so many people who like you on the Internet, and there will be more and more people in the national competition in the future."

Annoyance was written all over Jian Zixing's face, he curled his lips and remained silent.

"When you have a lot of fans, I'll help you manage them." Zhong Chen walked back with a smile on his face, "I'm Brother Xie's number one fan, and I still hold a little crab in my hand."

Jian Zixing didn't bother to talk about him, walked to the door of the barber shop and lifted his chin, "This is the one, come in."

The barber shop is very old and small, and it has not changed at all from memory. Except for the two peeled leather chairs that have been refurbished, the rest are full of traces of time.

It's just that the boss couldn't remember Jian Zixing for a long time, and turned off the TV when someone came in, "Shave your head? Who shaves?"

"Ear piercing." Zhong Chen stood in the hut and looked around, "Are you the only master here?"

Hearing this, the boss stuffed the scissors out of the left pocket of the apron back, and took something like a toy pistol from the right, "Yes, sit down."

"Is this place normal?" Zhong Chen watched him go in to get something, and asked Jian Zixing in a low voice, "Why do I feel cold?"

"It looks a little casual, but the boss doesn't have any technical skills, so don't worry." Jian Zixing patted his leg, "Wait a minute, I told him not to use a gun, and let him use a needle in his hand to help you penetrate one. I did it before. Kind of."

Zhong Chen didn't say a word, watching Jian Zixing lift the curtain and go in the back, so he just sat on the chair and waited alone.

He approached the mirror in front of him and pinched his earlobe.

A flawless ear, about to have the first hole for her boyfriend, wearing the same sparkling earrings.

Tsk, romantic.

"Do you want to beat it by hand?" The master lifted the curtain, grabbed a pack of disposable tools in his hand, and opened it in front of him, "The hand beater is 20 yuan more expensive."

"Okay." Zhong Chen nodded, "Play symmetrically with him, thank you."

"The shapes of your ears are different. If you want to look symmetrical, the actual positions should not be the same." The master dragged the bench over, put on disposable gloves, then wiped Zhong Chen's ears with alcohol cotton, and held his face Take a closer look.

"That's it." He squeezed Zhongchen's earlobe close to the ear bone through the glove, "It hurts more than hitting the earlobe, can it work?"

Zhong Chen snorted lazily and whistled shortly.

The uncle moved very slowly, and Zhong Chen watched in the mirror that he had been dismantling the tools for a long time, so he looked down at the phone.

Everyone in the birthday group woke up one after another. Just now, they chatted passionately about yesterday's hot pot, and now they are talking about homework.

He had just swiped through two messages, and suddenly felt a tickle in his ear, as if someone had pinched him hard, but in a flash, there was only a little coolness and vague pain left.

"Okay." The master let go, "The earrings you are wearing are temporary earrings from our store, 925 silver, and you can wear them for a month before changing to your own earrings. Don't touch the water for three days. Go back sooner or later. Apply povidone iodine and try not to pull it."

There is a small dot on the earlobe near the ear bone, the silver color is faintly visible, not as shiny as Jian Zixing's ears, but the metallic luster can still be seen when the face is lightly turned.

Zhong Chen couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth, "It's kind of handsome."

"You both look good enough." The master took off the gloves, and stuffed the disposable utensils into the trash can, "Scan this code to pay."

Zhong Chen frowned and stared at the trash can for two seconds, "Did you just use a needle in this disposable kit?"

"Well, you are the kind of young master who has a lot of things when you come in." The master said without raising his head, "If I don't prescribe you the most luxurious disposable tool bag, can you sit down at ease? Oh yes, not one hundred and two , it’s one hundred and thirteen, this kit is ten yuan more expensive, thanks for reminding me.”

Zhong Chen: "..."

After paying the money, he stood up again, stared at the mirror carefully, and whistled several times in succession in satisfaction.

Then I suddenly felt something was wrong.

"Where's Jian Zixing?" He turned around and looked around twice, "Where's the man who came in with me just now?"

"I went out after answering the phone." The store owner raised his chin casually outside the door, "Didn't you hear that, I guess I'm still nervous about getting my ears pierced."

When Zhong Chen went out, Jian Zixing was answering the phone as expected.With a hoodie on his head, he held a mobile phone in one hand and unconsciously pinched the edge of the hat with the other.

"Well, okay, got it."

"Got it, go back and get it."

"Well, outside."

"I didn't study, something happened."

"Never mind, I'll hang up first."

After he finished speaking, he put down the phone for a while, and let out a breath towards the cement floor.

Zhong Chen went over and pulled his hat off, "Your biological father? Or your mother?"

"My mother." Jian Zixing squeezed the phone, "She told me to bring me winter clothes, and put the things in the mail room downstairs in the dormitory. Let me go back and get them."

"It should be fine." Zhong Chen rubbed his head, "It's almost winter."

Jian Zixing licked his lower lip, and said after a while, "My mother seldom gives me anything, she always sends money directly, and many of my winter clothes are in my hometown, but there are not many at home over there."

"You mean your parents planned to go to school to find you?" Zhong Chen frowned.

"I hope not." Jian Zixing sighed and rubbed his face. "I guess I saw the live broadcast of the game. It doesn't matter. It's just that I'm always looking for trouble. I'm a little annoyed."

Zhong Chen didn't know what to persuade, so he could only squeeze his hand, Jian Zixing hooked his lips again, "Are you done?"

"Yeah." Zhong Chen nodded, smiled and turned sideways, "Does it flash?"

"Sparkle." Jian Zixing couldn't help laughing, "The earrings you're wearing won't shine at all."

Zhong Chen's ear studs are under the ear bones, where the skin is even thinner, and the surrounding area is flushed, making people feel distressed but unable to look away, as if there is an inexplicable attraction.

"Did you touch it with your hands just now?" Jian Zixing asked, "It's probably an inflammation. I'll just buy iodophor and wipe it on later."

"What's so annoying about a big man." Zhong Chen snorted, and squeezed his hand, "Let's go. I want to buy a pair of earrings of the same style as yours later. Is it difficult to buy?"

Jian Zixing couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth, "I still have several, I'll get you a new one when I go back."

"Ah?" Zhong Chen paused, "Really? I thought you were unique in this world."

Jian Zixing didn't say a word, but his mood lifted a little.He and Zhong Chen walked out two steps side by side, but Zhong Chen stopped suddenly.

"What's wrong?" Jian Zixing asked.

"The stadium is right in front." Zhong Chen raised his hand and pointed there, "Find a scalper to sell the tickets, and accompany you back to school."

"No need." Jian Zixing's heart tightened, and he said quickly, "There's no need for that, and I'm not in a hurry to go back to fight."

"You don't feel at ease if you don't go back sooner. I don't have to listen to this big pineapple music festival. Isn't it just to act as a cover for the little crab?" Gently rubbed against Jian Zixing's earlobe.

"Go back and have a look. If you have nothing to do, have a barbecue near the school. It's the same as pressing the road together."