difficult love

More than three months later, before the transfer of the ownership of the villa in Mid-Levels, Xie Mingjiang took the time to move things. In fact, apart from household items, he mainly bought clothes, computers, treadmills and some daily necessities for Zhou Zhuo. Quite a few, Xie Mingjiang used to think that these things were difficult to handle, and now he doesn't know where to store them. Others are fine, packed in cardboard boxes and put in the basement, just a treadmill...

Fortunately, Zhang Weimin, who bought the house, met Xie Mingjiang a few times. They have grown up in the past two years. His son has just entered junior high school and likes sports. Xie Mingjiang finally gave away the treadmill.

Coming out of the villa, it is rare to go all the way outside along the tree-lined road. In July, the trees are lush and lush, and there is the fragrance of sycamore flowers in the air. Xie Mingjiang walked across the road very slowly, heading for the parking lot of A, passing by Boys and girls wandering around, high school students rushing to make up classes with earphones on their bicycles, a few girls passed by winkingly, secretly took pictures behind him and exclaimed: "I'm going, so handsome! I made money today!"

"The face looks like the one in Hong Kong..."

"Nonsense, it's a copy of Korean ones..."

"I said that both of you have eye problems, you don't look alike, but your back is as tall and straight as that one, playing with Zhou Xun—"

"Shhh! I didn't see the face, I quit, I'm going to chase..."

Xie Mingjiang took out the cigarette box and lit a cigarette. He was in a different mood when he came out of the villa just now, but he immediately regretted that he parked the car too far away. The kind of mood that deliberately pays tribute to something is not suitable for him. At the gate of the university, a girl who looked like a high school girl ran wildly from behind, walked backwards a few steps in front of Xie Mingjiang, and called to the companions behind: "Hurry up, you guys!"

Her cheeks were red, it seemed that the weather was too hot, and she was careless. She rode a bicycle from the campus and almost hit her. Xie Mingjiang instinctively pulled the bicycle, and the bicycle swayed in the opposite direction, and the occupant immediately fell down. on the ground.

"Thank you!" The girl kept bowing to Xie Mingjiang, and her companions surrounded her. Seeing that she was fine, some boldly said, "Uncle, are you in a hurry? Can you have a drink?"

Some hinted: "What uncle, it's brother!"

Xie Mingjiang was overwhelmed by the disturbance and was too lazy to answer. The man behind put down his hood, got up and walked to the side of the fallen girl: "Little girl, are you okay?"

Xie Mingjiang suddenly raised his head, and as the girl shook his head, the man naturally looked at him: "You're fine——"

The two stared at each other and remained silent for a long time. Xie Mingjiang waved casually at the little girls. Seeing that Xie Mingjiang lacked interest and looked serious, they all left.

Zhou Zhuo put on the hood again, and got on the bike again to leave. Xie Mingjiang walked up to him and held the handlebar like that. Zhou Zhuo raised his eyelids. Even in the shadow of the brim of the hood, his eyelashes were wet with sweat. , he also has two obsidian-like eyes, staring at Xie Mingjiang calmly.

Xie Mingjiang noticed his scratched elbow and took out a checked handkerchief.

Zhou Zhuo refused to answer, and the front of the car rushed forward.

Xie Mingjiang stubbornly refused to let him go, and then found out a tissue that had just been opened and threw it over. Zhou Zhuo subconsciously caught it, and then tilted his head angrily.

Sighing slightly, he took out one and wiped the wound with a little water from the water bottle of the mountain bike.

Xie Mingjiang also let go of the handlebar, and put his hand back into his trousers pocket.

"Why are you here?"

Of course Zhou Zhuo didn't speak.

Xie Mingjiang asked another way: "You don't have a car on such a hot day? Lu Shan just let you run on the street like this?"

Zhou Zhuo heard his subtext that Lu Shan was not good, so he reacted immediately and raised his neck: "I have a car, lend him a mountain bike for my junior, I'll come and ride it, and let him wait for me at IKEA .”

Xie Mingjiang nodded and stretched out his hand.

"What?"

Xie Mingjiang casually pointed to the inside of the campus, and said vaguely: "Just passing the trash can."

Zhou Zhuo hesitated for a moment, then put the used paper ball into Xie Mingjiang's hands, and to cover up his embarrassment, he asked casually, "Have you lived here recently?"

"No, I'm here to sell the house." Halfway through the cigarette, Xie Mingjiang said, "The villa in the middle of the mountain has been sold to Zhang Weimin."

Zhou Zhuo was obviously stunned: "Why?"

"I'm short of money." Xie Mingjiang said with a smile, "I thought the news of why I was short of money should spread all over the city. Lu Shan and you really don't know?"

Zhou Zhuo immediately shut his mouth, but nodded in a serious manner with no clear meaning. Xie Mingjiang could see some clues from his expression. It was obvious that he had heard of it, but he kept it secret.

At this moment, Xie Mingjiang's mood was indescribably relaxed. In fact, being able to have such a peaceful conversation with Zhou Zhuoyou was far beyond his expectations. Here, I gave your treadmill to Wang Weimin's son, it was originally yours. I have never run it once, and I have never let anyone else run it—"

Zhou Zhuo shook his head and interrupted Xie Mingjiang: "You don't need it, and I don't need it either."

Xie Mingjiang nodded unsurprisingly: "Okay, just like you hoped, now there is nothing left between us."

Zhou Zhuo raised his eyelids, his somewhat tense face softened a little, and after a few seconds, Xie Mingjiang never thought about what would come out of Zhou Zhuo's mouth: "Xie Mingjiang, have a good time. "

When Xie Mingjiang came back to his senses, he had already rode away. The words just now were as light as nonsense, as if they had never really existed.

Xie Mingjiang stood there for a long time, until the figure completely disappeared from sight, knowing that something had really disappeared, between him and him, and finally it would never come back again.

It's hard to describe this feeling of being completely hollowed out as uncomfortable or pleasant. Xie Mingjiang was in a daze, suddenly his neck froze, and when he turned around, Tan Yixing stood in front of him holding an ice cream: "Do you want to eat?"

"Don't eat, you eat."

"I finished mine long ago. I saw you chatting with someone just now, so I went over and bought another one for you." Tan Yixing put his arm around him, "That man really looks like Zhou Zhuo."

Xie Mingjiang tore off the wrapping paper, and finished eating in two or three bites: "That's him, and he happened to come to pick up the bicycle that was lent to someone else."

Tan Yixing was stunned for a moment, then suddenly grabbed Xie Mingjiang's arm, trying to kiss his ear.

As a result, Xie Mingjiang deftly dodged to the side and only kissed his collar.

Touching the collar of the shirt in disgust, Xie Mingjiang didn't understand his boyish heart, and said in a distasteful way: "Don't wipe your mouth with my clothes, do you wash them when they get dirty?"

Tan Yixing's gratified emotion suddenly turned into ashes, his pace gradually slowed down, and he gave him a big white eye behind him.

Now Xie Mingjiang turned his head back very keenly, and breathed out the appropriate air-conditioning from his mouth after eating the ice cream: "What are you doing winking behind me? I want you to experience the atmosphere of being a top student on campus, do you feel it?" ? I think I am playing the piano to the cow again."

It's all on vacation, and there are not many people staying in the school, and there are not many people on the campus. How can I feel such a strong atmosphere of being a top student? Really, Tan Yixing followed Xie Mingjiang, kicking a stone away in three steps, Fiddle with the leaves in five steps, like a lively monkey.

After Xie Mingjiang finished speaking one sentence after another, he couldn't get enough of it. He kept talking until the parking place, and Tan Yixing finally couldn't take it anymore: "Xie Mingjiang, you are getting more and more verbose."

Xie Mingjiang stood beside the car, staring at him with a frown.

Staring at Tan Yixing with hairs all over his body, he slowly spit out a few words: "Did you forget that this afternoon is your parent meeting, let me tell you, now I will talk about you, after seeing the report card, I will choose whether to treat you or not." Use force."

After he unlocked the car and got into the car, Tan Yixing quickly slobbered and swipe under the eyes of both sides, and got into the car: "Xie Mingjiang, I told you that my English is a bit abnormal, and my grades are definitely not very good. I can't help it." Learn from each other's strengths."

Xie Mingjiang sneered: "Long?"

"..."

Tan Yixing broke Xie Mingjiang's shoulder and pointed to his face: "See, I'm also very sad."

Xie Mingjiang nodded: "I see, I saw your saliva."

This man... Tan Yixing was so angry that he blinked his eyelids desperately until two teardrops came out. Xie Mingjiang couldn't stand it anymore: "Okay, I won't do what you say."

Tan Yixing immediately swiped his hand: "Then which one do you eat?"

"I won't eat any of them!"

"Look at you, if you don't eat oil and salt, you are too difficult to get along with."

"..."

Such embarrassing moments are rare for Xie Mingjiang, holding a stack of papers in his hands, even if he didn't answer them himself, he has no face to unfold them and roll them into a roll in his hands.

The head teacher was on the podium to train the parents as if they were training their own sons, and then tapped the blackboard eraser and knocked on the table: "Some students, surrounded by such excellent role models, can't learn from the front, fail to take the test, and are still in the class. Weixing is going to take this year's college entrance examination, his parents can see for themselves, which school is enough for him, can he take it or not?"

Xu Changfeng looked around curiously: "Who is she talking about?"

I really don't know if he was pretending or on purpose, but Xie Mingjiang still reluctantly responded: "Talk about Tan Yixing."

Xu Changfeng was quite embarrassed: "Xiao Tan has no background, so he can't force it like this."

Just as Xie Mingjiang was about to answer, the teacher glared over: "That's it, his parents still have the nerve to whisper in the bottom? I'm doing it for your own good, do you know?"

A few times, I remembered to leave. Xie Mingjiang held on until the last second, had a brief but stiff conversation with the head teacher, came out and went directly to the playground and grabbed Tan Yixing by the back collar: "Go home."

Tan Yixing: "Hey, I haven't finished playing, match point! Match point!"

Xie Mingjiang used an extremely restrained tone, not wanting to lose his composure in public, and gritted his teeth: "Go home, I will accompany you in men's singles!"