Bailangbian

Zheng Suibo couldn't react in time, and he kissed him straight.

The petals fell to the ground one after another.Zheng Suibo heard his own heartbeat, and it sounded like a drum beating in his ears.

He violently pushed Wu Tong away.Both of them sat down on the ground.

Subconsciously covering his mouth, Zheng Suibo looked at Wu Tong with horror and anger in his eyes.

But he couldn't swear a word.

Wu Tong touched his mouth, and asked him blankly, "Did you get the kiss?"

Zheng Suibo wiped his mouth fiercely.

"Really?" Wu Tong couldn't hold back his smile, "Xiao Bo, is it true?"

"Go to hell!" Zheng Suibo kicked the empty bamboo basket towards Wu Tong.

Wu Tong didn't feel any pain, he just grabbed Zheng Suibo's trouser leg: "Is it true? Tell me."

"No!" Zheng Suibo was extremely guilty.His heart was still beating violently, like an over-excited firecracker, making his head a muddy mess of emotions, unable to figure out the exact shape.

Wu Tong started to laugh.

He rolled down on the ground, laughing loudly among the petals all over the ground, still holding Zheng Suibo's trousers tightly.

"I finally..." He was surprised and delighted, as if he had received an unexpected reward, "I didn't expect..."

Zheng Suibo's ears turned red.He kicked a few times, finally broke free from Wu Tong's hand amidst Wu Tong's laughter, and quickly got up and ran to the carport.

Wu Tong didn't chase him.He laughed so hard that he didn't even have the strength to stand up, and he just lay on the ground.The blue sky fell from the gaps in the branches and fell into his eyes.

"Zheng Suibo!" he shouted.

Zheng Suibo had already pedaled away.

Wu Tong slowly got up from the ground, sat blankly with a smile on his mouth, and rubbed his index finger on his lips.

very soft.very warm.

He thought to himself, so this is the case.

When I came to the school on Monday, the duty student in the first class of senior one found a basket of flower petals at the door.

Due to dehydration, the petals have completely softened, turning from white to a light rust color.

The basket belonged to Zheng Suibo, everyone in the class knew it.After Zheng Suibo saw the bamboo basket and the petals, he suddenly became angry for some reason, and threw the whole basket into the trash can ferociously.

Yu Dong didn't pay much attention to the strangeness of his deskmate.Song Fengfeng left on Sunday, and the two played for two days without any pressure. He felt that he should be satisfied.

But it seems that because Song Fengfeng is willing to give him time, he wants to ask for more.

Zhang Jing's right hand was fractured, and the injury was a bit serious, and he couldn't even write.He only hopes to return to his usual state before the midterm exams, so he is extra careful, and even asks someone to accompany him to the toilet.

"Help me clear the way." He said to the school committee.

The school committee helplessly supported his right hand, and cleared the way for Mr. Zhang to go to the toilet.

Guan Chuyang and Yu Dong sat close to each other because of the exchange of seats.Yu Dong saw that there were several reference books on her desk, all of which were brand new, as if they had never been used.

"Is this easy to use?" He asked Guan Chuyang.

Guan Chuyang: "My parents said it was very good."

Yu Dong: "What do your parents do?"

Guan Chuyang: "He runs a cram school."

Yu Dong nodded knowingly.

Seeing the back of Zhang Jing leaving, Guan Chuyang was worried: "Zhang Jing was injured so badly?"

She didn't know how Zhang Jing was injured, she only knew that she accidentally fell into a ditch the night she confessed to her. "Did my words hit him too hard?" Guan Chuyang asked.

Yu Dong: "No, definitely not. Don't pay too much attention to him, he is the kind of person who exaggerates everything."

Guan Chuyang: "Zhang Jing doesn't look like this kind of person."

Yu Dong: "I knew him a year earlier than you, and he is just such a person."

The school committee who escorted Zhang Jing back from the toilet: "I knew him three years before you, and he is indeed such a person."

Guan Chuyang was still dubious.

After school, Yu Dong went to the basketball court with his classmates to play basketball for a while. In the middle of the game, he suddenly saw Zhang Jing standing on the sidelines and waving at him.

"What's wrong?" Yu Dong saw a bag under his feet, which contained the set of reference books on Guan Chuyang's desk.

Yu Dong went home with him and helped him carry the bag of books to the room.

Zhang Jing looked strange.

"Isn't this Guan Chuyang's book?" Yu Dong was extremely curious, and took out a copy to read.There were several photo frames on the shelf of Zhang Jing's desk, including a group photo of them and the photo of Guan Chuyang that was taken in the church at that time.

"She gave it to me." Zhang Jing lay on the bed and said in an unpredictable tone, "What is she thinking?"

This set of reference books is far more detailed and better than those issued by the school, Yu Dong sat aside and read it.

Zhang Jing sat up from the bed and threw a pillow at Yu Dong: "Yu Dong, you have a good brain, analyze it for me."

"What are you analyzing?" Yu Dong said impatiently, "Didn't she tell you to study hard and stop thinking about things? In order to encourage you to continue studying hard, I gave you a set of reference books... and exercises, a lot of them. "

"...Chuyang, is she serious?"

"I think it's quite serious. Isn't this very good?" Yu Dong put down the book, "She's encouraging you, lest you get hurt."

Zhang Jing looked very embarrassed: "Why did I get hurt?"

Yu Dong: "Didn't you go to make up classes on Saturday? She thought you were too sad to go."

Zhang Jing was stunned for a moment, his round eyes narrowed slowly, and the corners of his mouth twitched, revealing a smile.

"I see." He jumped out of bed, "She cares about me!"

"You look like you have some bad idea."

"No, no." Zhang Jing said seriously, "I just think that Chu Yang's care should not be let down."

He lay back on the bed, he didn't know what he was thinking, and he laughed.

With a heavy rain, summer finally came.

The football team of the No. 3 Middle School made a triumphant return and brought back the No.[-] result in the Southern China League.This is not only an unprecedented honor in the history of No. [-] Middle School, but also the best achievement achieved by the city's youth football.

"You're hot." Yu Dong said, "Why hasn't anyone come over to get your autograph yet?"

Song Fengfeng's ears were burning with embarrassment: "What signature! Nothing."

Yu Dong laughed and tore open the packaging bag of the mung bean popsicle.

In the football team's activity room, there are not only trophies, but also a jersey on the wall.The jersey belonged to the captain, with the signatures of the team members written all over it.Song Fengfeng made a contribution in the game, and the captain let him sign it on the chest.

With inexplicable pride, he tried to get Yu Dong and Zhang Jing into the activity room to pay their respects to the jersey.

Oh, our Heifeng has become a star!Zhang Jing said with a smile.

Yu Dong didn't say a word at the time, but later, for some reason, the more he thought about it, the more funny he was, and he took the opportunity to joke with Song Fengfeng about the autograph.

This is rare free time, the football team does not practice, and Yu Dong does not have any club activities.The two sat outside the school's small supermarket, watching the balls fly left and right on the badminton court.

Zhang Jing walked past the court with his head down. Guan Chuyang, who had been cheering up his friends, came out of the crowd and said a few words to him.

Both Yu Dong and Song Fengfeng were silent.The two seriously ate mung bean popsicles and watched Zhang Jing in front of Guan Chuyang, playing himself as a frustrated and sad person.

"It's too bad." Yu Dong said.

"How can you be so bad." Song Fengfeng said.

Zhang Jing scratched his ears, and soon regained his composure: "What's wrong with me? She rejected me, I'm really disappointed."

"But you don't have to keep pretending to win sympathy, do you?" Song Fengfeng mercilessly exposed him, "You are taking advantage of Chuyang's kindness."

"What's your name, Chuyang, tell me your full name!"

Zhang Jing took out [-] yuan from Song Fengfeng's pocket, went into the small supermarket and bought a popsicle.

The three of them sat on the edge of the flower bed and ate, staring at the people on the badminton court.

After a long time, Zhang Jing asked slowly, "Am I really going too far?"

"Postplay." Song Fengfeng snorted.

As if he suddenly remembered something, he turned to Yu Dong and said, "By the way, I found out about Brother Long from the coach."

"Pretending to be silly" is the coach's evaluation of Mo Xiaolong's classmate ten years ago.

He was so impressed with Brother Long that ten years had passed, and when he mentioned Brother Long, the coach still couldn't help but sigh.

Mo Xiaolong is a young football player who has been famous since elementary school.He was selected in junior high school and high school, and finally entered the third middle school of the city, becoming a player who could play immediately.

At that time, Sun Wuyang was not teaching the top class.Mo Xiaolong is his student, stubborn and difficult to discipline, but surprisingly, he is very popular among his classmates.

His deskmate is a good student.Because of his help, Mo Xiaolong's grades were not particularly ugly.

Speaking of his impression of Brother Long, the coach said a lot of adjectives in one breath, hardworking, hardworking, but not smart enough to study, and so on.

"He is very good at dreaming." The coach said with a smile, "His goal is to be admitted to Tongji, Tongji."

Song Fengfeng asked why it was Tongji.The coach recalled it for a long time, but only vaguely remembered that it seemed that Mo Xiaolong's deskmate planned to take the Tongji Architecture major. "He has achievements. What does Mo Xiaolong have?" The coach said, "People dream, and he dreams too."

Then something happened.

Brother Long participated in the provincial competition, and the team came back with No.1.But when he returned to school, he realized that his deskmate hadn't come to school for several days.After questioning, I found out that I was beaten up, and the injury was too severe, so I couldn't go to school, and I didn't dare to go to school.

That's covert violence in any school, anywhere.

The whole school had spread the news, and it was not difficult for Mo Xiaolong to find the person involved.

Those few students did not come to school, and all of them suspended classes at home.The punishment has already come down, and a major demerit has been recorded.

Everyone felt that the matter should be over. One party apologized and was punished, and the other party also accepted the compensation without saying a word.

But Brother Long ambushed the attacker on the only way to school, and dragged him to the seawall.

He is much stronger than these pampered students.Every punch, every kick is heavy enough.

Then it was dismissal that I couldn't bear anymore.

"I only hit one, it's not enough." When the police investigated the school, Brother Long didn't evade or lie. Where do you live?"

Song Fengfeng was stunned when he heard that.

"How can there be such a stupid person?" the coach said, about to cry, "Why did you ruin your future? He is not a child from a particularly well-off family, and he can't even go to high school, so he just goes out of society like this It's messed up."

The coach drank too much, ate too much, and couldn't stop talking

He and Sun Wuyang pleaded for Mo Xiaolong many times, but they were unable to change the result.Mo Xiaolong did not go to high school after leaving No. [-] Middle School, and started to do business with his uncle and brother, selling computer accessories.Do this thing and do that thing, and gradually become Brother Long, with dense tattoos on his arms.

"The coach couldn't remember the name of his deskmate. He also called Mr. Sun to ask." Song Fengfeng said, "Mr. Sun remembered that his surname was Liang, and he was indeed admitted to Tongji's architecture major."

When Song Fengfeng and Yu Dong went out to walk their dogs, they saw Brother Long near the pier.

Now is a good time to catch squid, big and small, male and female, all of them swim here from the southerly waters.Brother Long's squid boat is about to go out to sea again, and it can handle several hundred catties in one night. It is very arrogant.

Seeing Song Fengfeng and Yu Dong, Brother Long immediately cheered up, asked them for their home address, and said that he would deliver squid to them the next morning.

"Celebrate, celebrate." He patted Song Fengfeng's shoulder heavily, "You can, you played so well."

Yu Dong looked around him, only seeing Brother Long's pony, but not his friend Designer Liang.

"He doesn't live here, he lives in the provincial capital. If he has time, he will come over for a few days." Brother Long told Ma Zai to quickly take out the grilled squid on the squid boat for Hei Zai and Liang Zai to eat.

Yu Dong and Song Fengfeng picked up the paparazzi, took a grilled squid each, and continued walking.

They knew something about Brother Long's past, and they were more curious than when they didn't know it before.He and the deskmate, the young man surnamed Liang, just think about what happened before and after, like going through the ups and downs of the plot hundreds of times in his mind.

Song Fengfeng did not think so much as Yu Dong.He tore the squid into strips and fed them to the puppy.

Yu Dong stopped him for a while, but it was useless, so he had to go.

The puppy didn't like to eat these too much. After eating a few, he vomited, turned around and ran to the beach to play with the sand.

The setting sun illuminates the sea.

The seabirds flew low, their wings skimming the water, leaving shallow trails.

The fishing boat blew its whistle.The trumpets of the naval base came from afar.

Yu Dong and Song Fengfeng sat side by side on the beach, neither of them spoke.

In the past, there were endless topics to talk about when we got together, but now we gradually don't talk much.Although silent, it is not without interest.Sometimes Song Fengfeng pointed to a child running on the beach for Yu Dong to look at. He obviously didn't say anything, but Yu Dong could catch his meaning immediately, and they both laughed together.

Everything becomes simple.Go to and from school, eat and walk the dog, and occasionally play ball.

Yu Dong's basketball is getting better and better, and there are always many spectators around the court.Song Fengfeng stubbornly helped him look at his wallet and clothes, not letting others touch them.

The sky darkened a little bit.

Young people in camouflage uniforms listened to MP3 players and ran past on the beach.

Fascinated by the man, the puppy ran forward with its short limbs, barking and barking as it chased.

Yu Dong had a headache: "It's really...will chase after anyone it sees."

Song Fengfeng: "Is it a female or a male?"

"Master!" Yu Dong got up and patted the sand on his buttocks, "Where did you get this silly dog?"

He chased after him and retrieved the puppy from the running young man.The puppy struggled in his hands for a moment before it calmed down, flicking its tail, allowing Yu Dong to grab its front paws and carry it back to Song Fengfeng.

"It's not stupid. The one in my coach's house is very smart and can even go shopping by itself."

Yu Dong didn't quite believe Song Fengfeng's words: "How is it possible? Then why is this one so stupid?"

The puppy began whining, concentrating on chewing his shoelaces.

Yu Dong: "...Look!"

Song Fengfeng: "That must be the problem of the people who support them."

Yu Dong glared at him: "It must be stupid to learn from you, and come to play with it when you have nothing to do in the future."

The sea tide is slowly rising, getting higher and higher, and the white waves roll up layer by layer.

Song Fengfeng told Yu Dong that he felt that Wu Tong had become very strange recently.

"It's nothing to laugh at. I lie on the railing in the corridor and look at you after class. I seem to be in a good mood all day long. Everyone in our class said that he is in love." Song Fengfeng lowered his voice, "Is he Are you looking for Zheng Suibo?"

"Zheng Suibo was almost frightened by him." Yu Dong shrugged, "He said that Wu Tong would definitely choose science because his grades in science were not bad. So Zheng Suibo decided to choose liberal arts. It is absolutely impossible for him to be in the same class as Wu Tong."

Song Fengfeng was stunned: "That's not right, Wu Tong chose liberal arts."

Yu Dong: "...Impossible, isn't he good at physics and chemistry?"

Song Fengfeng: "I changed it before handing it in."

Yu Dong sighed worriedly, for Zheng Suibo.

He still has no way of understanding the relationship between Zheng Suibo and Wu Tong. He only knows that the two have known each other since they were young, and even went to the same class in kindergarten.

"Wu Tong told me that his ideal type is Zheng Suibo."

Yu Dong: "...He even told you this?"

Song Fengfeng's eyes were a little nervous in the twilight: "Speak, we will talk about everything."

Yu Dong said "Oh", and continued to lower his head and flick his shoelaces, playing with the puppy.

"Both he and Zheng Suibo are men." Song Fengfeng said again.

Yu Dong didn't raise his head, he focused on touching the puppy's ears: "Nonsense."

It was really getting darker.Someone lit a candle on the beach, and someone was running with a light stick in hand.

Song Fengfeng could no longer see Yu Dong's face clearly.

But it is precisely because I can't see clearly that some words are easy to ask.

"What's your ideal type?" he asked.

Yu Dong didn't answer immediately.Song Fengfeng was so nervous that he didn't know what answer he wanted to hear from Yu Dong's mouth.

At this moment, he was not even thinking of Yu Dong, but Wu Tong.

He remembered the expression on Wu Tong's face when he said to himself with a smile, "My ideal type is Zheng Suibo".It was too clear and too profound. Before Song Fengfeng could be surprised, he was overwhelmed by Wu Tong's calmness and straightforwardness. At that moment, he didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

The figure in front of him raised his head, and the voice came: "What about you? Who is your ideal type?"

Song Fengfeng opened his mouth.

Although the light was insufficient, he could completely imagine Yu Dong's expression now.

With a little banter, a little curiosity, and maybe a little mocking and amused look.Not too serious, but not a casual question either.He was too complicated - Song Fengfeng couldn't figure it out, and didn't know how to answer.

He was afraid of getting the wrong answer.

"Oh, I remembered." Yu Dong suddenly clapped his hands with a smile, "You like Gillian."

Song Fengfeng's tense tone suddenly relaxed.

"Really?" Yu Dong was still asking, "You like her very much, I know. There is a picture of her on the cover of a magazine, so you should take a second look."

Song Fengfeng couldn't think of it at all.

He tried to recall the name Yu Dong said in his mind, but he couldn't remember anything.But Yu Dong used such a tone to talk about such an embarrassing topic, and Song Fengfeng could completely imagine his expression now.

He tries to change the subject.

"Do you choose liberal arts or science?"

The topic changed too hard, and Yu Dong didn't respond immediately: "Huh?"

"I choose science." Song Fengfeng went on and on, without giving Yu Dong a chance to recapture the topic of "ideal type". "My dad also suggested that I choose science. There will be more opportunities for me in the future. In fact, I played like this in high school. It won't be difficult to take the college entrance examination as a sports student. Then I will trouble you to help me with tutoring. I trust you the most, Mr. Yu."

The puppy stuck out its tongue and licked Yu Dong's palm.

"I don't choose science." Yu Dong said.

Song Fengfeng was stunned: "How is it possible?!"

"I chose liberal arts." Yu Dong smiled, "How can liberal arts students tutor you? I won't study comprehensive science subjects in the future."

Song Fengfeng didn't understand Yu Dong's choice.As long as students with good grades, nine out of ten will choose science.The No. [-] overall score and the No. [-] subject in No. [-] Middle School of the City are all science students, and its science subjects are more competitive than liberal arts subjects.

"Have I ever told you that my father once assigned a company to my mother?" Yu Dong's voice came from the darkness, "It's the company that Yu Weiying wanted to take the shares from last time."

"you said before.."

"It's an advertising company engaged in marketing." Yu Dong picked up the puppy and put it in his arms.Talking about such topics made him very uncomfortable.

He whispered, "I'm going to get it back, I'm going to run it."

The puppy whined in his arms.

"Yu Weiying studies theory. He has good grades. I don't want to compare with him. My dad definitely wants me to study theory. I don't want to satisfy him."

Song Fengfeng couldn't stand the seriousness of this topic.

He tried his best to make the atmosphere of the conversation between the two of them more relaxed.

"If you choose science, maybe we can still be in the same class."

Yu Dong smiled lightly.Song Fengfeng suddenly thought of the puppy's tail.It is soft and tenacious, and it is very comfortable and itchy when it is swept in the palm of a person.

"Why do you have to be in the same class as me?" He asked, "My grades and yours... can't be in the same class at all, okay?"

What he said was so ruthless, Song Fengfeng's face became hot, and he said directly: "That's right, it's not about dating, and I don't need to be in the same class."

There was a motorcycle passing by on the road, the sound of the engine was loud, and the lights were bright.

A flash of light illuminated Yu Dong's face.

He was looking at Song Fengfeng.

Song Fengfeng's heart trembled, and then the organs under his left chest jumped up uncontrollably.

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