born stubborn

Yuan Yang unscrewed the mineral water bottle, took a big sip, and looked at Chen Xing, "Sound class 6? Why didn't you read it?"

"Yes, class 6, our family's conditions are not good, and besides, I'm not that kind of material. I can't study as well as my brother, so I just thought, just enter the society and earn money."

Chen Xing didn't shy away from it, and confessed to Yuan Yang in a few words. After speaking, he found a bottle of painkiller ointment, walked over and squatted on the ground, and stretched out his hand to tie Yuan Yang's trouser leg.

Yuan Yang quickly poked the bottle of mineral water aside and stopped Chen Xing, "I'll do it myself."

Chen Xing smiled and looked up at him, "How tall are you?"

"Senior year, Class 7 of the United States, the same class as you."

Yuan Yang rolled up his trouser legs and saw a bruise on his knee. He poured some pain-relieving ointment into his palm, rubbed it to warm it, and rubbed it on his knee.

"Grade 7 Mei Class [-]?" Chen Xing stood aside, watching Yuan Yang rubbing his knees, "Then you must know Liang Yue, right?"

Yuan Yang paused, how could he hear Liang Yue's annoying name everywhere he went?

Sure enough, it was a dazzling [-]-watt light bulb!

"You guys are friends?" Yuan Yang asked.

"Ah, we met in the band. We have a good relationship." Chen Xing sat next to Yuan Yang, poured some painkiller ointment, and slowly rubbed his forehead.

Yuan Yang wondered that Liang Yue had so many friends.

How enviable!

Chen Xing rubbed his forehead a few times, pulled out a black peaked cap with packaging from the side of the sofa, quickly took it apart, took it out, and put it on his head.

"I renovated this shop by myself. I was so tired these days, so I ran out and drank some wine. I didn't expect to hit you."

"What are you selling?" Yuan Yang turned to look at him.

Chen Xing looked even more handsome wearing a peaked cap. He pressed the brim of the cap to cover the bruise on his forehead, "Selling musical instruments."

Although Yuan Yang had never touched anything related to musical instruments, he was very interested and asked curiously, "What musical instruments?"

Chen Xing scanned the store, as if he had seen those musical instruments covering his entire store.

Pointing to the brass hooks on the white wall, he introduced: "Qin, drums, bowstrings, bass, and mainly guitars, all young people love to play."

After hearing this, Yuan Yang felt that his business was a bit marginal and not mainstream, so he reminded him: "Are these easy to sell?"

"Should, almost." Chen Xing said with a confident smile, "I know almost all the people in Nanying City."

The circle Chen Xing mentioned refers to the band circle in Nanying City.

Most of the people in the circle are college students, and there are also many social youths and amateurs.

Because of the common interests and hobbies, a mixed group of fish and dragons merged into a marginalized underground circle.

Chen Xing was very familiar with this circle, but to Yuan Yang, it was a new land that he had never set foot in.

Yuan Yang had a good impression of Chen Xing when they met for the first time. This Chen Xing, who was in the same class as him but dropped out of school, had many things that he admired and envied.

Although he left the campus, he still insisted on his hobbies; although he had to drop out of school, he was not discouraged and wanted to carry the burden of the family.

Open a shop by yourself, decorate by yourself, play by yourself, and be cool by yourself.

With such a comparison, Yuan Yang felt that his self-defeating thoughts when he was squatting at the fork in the road just now were simply too stupid.

Yuan Yang suddenly wanted to make friends with Chen Xing, the first friend in the past two years, "My name is Yuan Yang, and I actually don't want to study anymore."

Chen Xing looked at him and asked incomprehensibly, "Why? Your grades are not good?"

Yuan Yang lowered his head, "There are many reasons."

Chen Xing narrowed his eyes, "If you don't mind, tell me."

Yuan Yang rubbed his knees, but his mind was no longer on it, he finally had a chance to say what he had been holding back for a long time.

"I don't like my major, and my cultural achievements are not good. I also want to help my family like you... Mainly two years ago, my dad was gone."

Chen Xing blinked and was stunned, "Your father... my condolences."

Yuan Yang straightened his waist, poured some painkiller ointment, and continued to rub his knees, "It's okay, it's over."

Chen Xing looked at him, as if seeing through his disguise, nodded and said, "So... this shouldn't be the reason for you to drop out of school. Because, if your father is still alive, I don't think he would agree."

Yuan Yang frowned, Chen Xing's words pierced into his heart.

If his father is still alive, what he hopes most is that Yuan Yang and his brother can finish their studies smoothly.

If his father is still alive...

But in reality, there are no ifs, only results.

Otherwise, he would not be lost in confusion.

Chen Xing patted Yuan Yang's shoulder familiarly, "I heard that Liang Gao San transferred to the art class. Since you are in the same class, you should be very familiar with him. You should learn from him."

Chen Xing mentioned Liang Yue again. It seemed that Liang Yue was not only popular in school, but also a dazzling light bulb who always liked to be mentioned outside school.

It's a pity that Liang Yue is not familiar to Yuan Yang, the number of conversations between them can be counted on fingers.

What's more, before that, he punched that guy hard.

Of course Chen Xing didn't know about these things, he took out a pack of cigarettes from his trouser pocket, skillfully pulled out one, and handed it to Yuan Yang.

"No." Yuan Yang waved his hand.

Chen Xing put it in his mouth, lit the lighter, and exhaled a long puff of smoke. He smiled and said, "Have you heard of Xingyan marriage?"

Yuan Yang nodded with half-knowledge.

Chen Xing smoked and said, "Liang Yue's parents have this kind of weird marriage. The husband and wife have no feelings, and they can't divorce for some reasons. They each have their own lovers outside. Liang Yue actually grew up by himself. I I have known him for two or three years, and I have never seen him complain, and he is happy every day, so I can’t accept it.”

Yuan Yang froze for a moment, and Liang Yue's appearance suddenly appeared in his mind.

Under the golden sunset, the long-legged boy who straddled his horns and flew to death stood at the gate of the community, with his short hair flying upwards, and a warm and bright smile on his face, "Yuan Yang, I just want to make friends with you."

However, Yuan Yang punched that face fiercely, completely destroying that beautiful face.

Now, after hearing what Chen Xing said, Yuan Yang suddenly felt a little sorry for that face.

So that guy is also lonely in his heart?

"The more contact you have with Liang, the more his optimism and positivity will affect you," Chen Xing said.

Yuan Yang forced a smile, but didn't speak.

Even Liang Yue was lonely in his heart, but he was completely different from himself, different everywhere.

He is positive, optimistic, intelligent, and enthusiastic.

He studies well, is popular, and he is so superior that he can't find any faults.

But the more this happened, the more Yuan Yang couldn't accept it.

Because of Liang Yue's appearance, he suddenly saw a bigger gap, an insurmountable gap. Liang Yue shines brightly, but Yuan Yang doesn't bother to look up at him.

Let him take the initiative to contact Liang Yue?

difficult.

After staying in Chen Xing's shop for an hour or so, Yuan Yang's knees healed a lot after rubbing. The previous soreness and numbness should be the reason why he squatted at that fork for a long time.

Now, Yuan Yang can walk without any problem. Before leaving, he turned around and asked Chen Xing: "Can I come to your place to play in the future?"

"Of course." Chen Xing put his arm on Yuan Yang's shoulder naturally, "We don't know each other?"

Yuan Yang smiled.

Coming downstairs to the community unit, Yuan Yang met Ding Yuanyuan who was in a daze.

Ding Yuanyuan was not wearing a school uniform, but a beige dress.

The original shoulder-length soft hair was loosely tied into a ponytail, and she was standing downstairs in the unit, looking up.

When Yuan Yang walked up to her, Ding Yuanyuan turned her head, and when she saw that it was Yuan Yang, a pure smile appeared on her face.

"Yuan Yang, you just came back?"

"What are you doing here?" Yuan Yang also looked up, but didn't see anything unusual.

Ding Yuanyuan smiled and said, "I'm waiting for you."

"Wait for me?" Yuan Yang looked at her puzzled.

Ding Yuanyuan lowered her head, "I sent you a text message, but you didn't reply. I saw that the light in your room was dark, so I realized that you haven't come back yet."

After speaking, Ding Yuanyuan stretched out a thin white hand towards Yuanyang.

"What?" Yuan Yang still didn't respond.

Ding Yuanyuan raised her head wonderingly, and said, "Homework."

"……Oh."

Yuan Yang took off his schoolbag, opened the zipper, thought for a while and said, "Let's forget it, our level is too different, our English teacher can see it, I'm afraid I will cause trouble for you."

Ding Yuanyuan was stunned, "Did you tell your English teacher?"

"Ah."

"It's okay," Ding Yuanyuan smiled awkwardly, and lowered her head again, "I'll write the answers on other paper this time, and you can choose the answers you can understand to copy, so that even if your teacher asks, you will remember them all." Living."

Yuan Yang stared at Ding Yuanyuan, the light in the evening was not very good, but she could still see a faint blush on Ding Yuanyuan's fair face.

Depend on?no?The so-called first love came just like that?

Yuan Yang's heart skipped a beat, "Don't..."

It got stuck, Yuan Yang couldn't say it.

Ding Yuanyuan hummed in surprise, "Don't what?"

"...It's nothing," Yuan Yang touched the bridge of his nose subconsciously, took out his homework from his schoolbag, rolled it up, and handed it to Ding Yuanyuan.

Ding Yuanyuan took it in her hand and said with a smile, "I'll send you a message after finishing writing."

"Oh." Yuan Yang nodded.

Ding Yuanyuan walked into the unit building, and Yuan Yang followed her, walking with her head down, inadvertently caught a glimpse of Ding Yuanyuan's two beautifully curved calves exposed under her beige dress.

Beige dress, beautifully curved calves, pure smile, soft shoulder-length hair, fair skin, he is still a clean and careful student.

Such a girl who took the initiative to lean over was absolutely irresistible to a teenage boy.

After all, many boys in this age group are so energetic that they wish they could be a woman.

But Yuan Yang quickly looked away.

It didn't feel right, he wasn't used to it.

The two got into the elevator without incident. One pressed the 6th floor and stood on the left, and the other pressed the 7th floor and stood on the right. They were quiet and neither spoke to anyone.

Ding Yuanyuan was a head shorter than Yuan Yang, and Yuan Yang could see the top of her head with squinting eyes, so he couldn't see the expression on her face clearly.

The elevator stopped on the 6th floor, Yuan Yang stepped out.

The moment the door closed, he turned around suddenly and pressed the elevator door with a snap.

"Ding Yuanyuan, you..." Yuan Yang looked at Ding Yuanyuan, thought for a while, and said in a deep voice, "You, don't treat me..."

Finished, stuck again, still unable to speak.

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