Bailangbian

From Yu Dong and Zhang Jing's point of view, Song Fengfeng's appearance must not be called shabby.He has thick eyebrows and big eyes, is tall enough, has strong muscles, and is very energetic. He is also a very eye-catching boy among the crowd.

But because he mainly hangs out with boys, in his free time he hangs out with Yu Dong and Zhang Jing, or hangs out with people from the football and football teams. The girls he is most familiar with are either Guan Chuyang or Zhang Man.

Under Yu Dongjiongjiong's gaze, Song Fengfeng read the letter in his hand carefully.

The girl who wrote the letter wrote down her class and name.

Each class in No. [-] Middle School has its own mailbox, which is just below the teaching building.The people at the post office deliver the letters to the guard, who then sorts them clearly. Those belonging to the students are put into the student's mailbox. The keys are usually kept by the head teacher or monitor.

If Song Fengfeng intends to reply, he can directly put it into the mailbox of the corresponding class.

Zhang Jing wanted to see the name of the signature, but Song Fengfeng quickly covered it, not letting him see it.

Zhang Jing smiled and said he was stingy.

Yu Dong kept silent, chewing a piece of bubble gum in his mouth, spitting out a big bubble from time to time.

Song Fengfeng took the letter, thought for a while, and put it in his schoolbag.

Yu Dong: "...Reluctant? Are you planning to reply when you go home?"

Song Fengfeng: "It's the first time I received a love letter, okay? Can't I keep it as a souvenir?"

Zhang Jing scratched his chin, took Yu Dong's shoulders and walked out first.There is no evening self-study during make-up classes, and the football team's training is also held on the next day.Song Fengfeng walked out slowly behind the two and made a phone call.

After saying goodbye to Zhang Jing, Yu Dong stood at the school gate and waited for Song Fengfeng.

He seldom receives love letters now, probably because the impression is too high and cold, and he never responds to them, so gradually no one will write to him.Yu Dong couldn't remember when he received the first love letter.He got too much of these admiration and love, but he didn't know how to cherish them.

Seeing Song Fengfeng put away the love letter, he was a little jealous, a little angry, and he also had a little unspeakable regret.

Who was the first to deliver such a lovely letter to him?What a pity, he really has completely forgotten.

Song Fengfeng met him with a cart, and while the two were walking forward, he was still talking non-stop with his mobile phone.

The person on the other end of the phone is the former captain of the soccer team.

The captain is studying in Chengdu and his girlfriend is in Chongqing.Both men lost contact when the massive earthquake struck in May.

On the day when the news came, both Song Fengfeng and Yu Dong were still making up lessons.

Yu Dong even remembered clearly that the first class that afternoon was geography, and they were reviewing plate movements.A classmate received a text message on his mobile phone and raised his hand to tell the teacher: Sichuan has an earthquake.

The teacher didn't care at all at the time: "Sichuan is indeed a place where earthquakes frequently occur in our country. Why? Remember? I just said China, and it happens to be in..."

Classes go on and no one cares.

The next class is politics. Before the class, the politics teacher told everyone that there was a big earthquake in Sichuan, but he didn't know the specific situation.The radio and television in the office reported only some data, but nothing more definite news.

That was the age when information was not yet developed.Yu Dong and Song Fengfeng went to the big milk tea shop to drink milk tea after school in the afternoon, but the milk tea shop was quiet, and everyone was watching TV.The central set is constantly rolling the news of the earthquake.The students looked at each other, and it took a long time before a boy said in a trembling voice: Impossible?

Song Fengfeng tried to contact the captain, but failed.He asked for the phone number of the captain's girlfriend, but he couldn't get through.

In the evening, Song Fengfeng went to Yu Dong's home to do homework. Both listened to the news with earphones on. Song Fengfeng called the team leader almost every hour.

It wasn't until 10 o'clock in the middle of the night that the landline in the captain's dormitory was finally connected.

Chengdu is a disaster area, but the degree of disaster is not serious.The captain's school allowed them to bring some valuables back to the dormitory, and then continued to return to the playground.It is almost impossible to make any calls from mobile phones, and communication channels are congested.In the ten minutes before returning to the dormitory, the six boys in the captain's dormitory all raced against time to call home on their landlines to report that they were safe.

Song Fengfeng's call hit the nail on the head, and he dialed in the moment the last person hung up the phone.

"The captain is fine." The call only lasted more than 30 seconds, Song Fengfeng pushed the phone away, and said in a daze, "I was scared to death...he is fine..."

He and Yu Dong leaned their heads together, sharing a pair of earphones.It was late at night and cold, and they listened to the news broadcast silently.The announcer's tone was rapid, and the place names that she had only seen in geography textbooks and maps popped out of her mouth one by one.

Yu Dong held Song Fengfeng's hand.They were only in their teens, and they had never felt the great disaster brought by the earth so clearly.

After the restoration of various traffic lines, the captain did not come back immediately.He first went to Chongqing to meet his girlfriend who was a volunteer, and the two stayed in Chongqing together to do some work within their capabilities.

The call went on for a long time.Song Fengfeng asked the captain if he needed anything else, and the captain had everything he wanted, so there was no need to send it.His family members called him almost every day to scold him, Song Fengfeng would at least comfort him, the captain was very grateful.

"Come to Chengdu with Yu Dong and Zhang Jing in the future." The captain said enthusiastically, "I'll take you for a stroll. I can learn Chengdu dialect pretty well."

Song Fengfeng hung up the phone, walked down the embankment with his bicycle, and rested on the beach with Yu Dong.

The bells of the Buddhist temple on Mount Wutou came from afar.The blessing activities in the temple last for a hundred days. Every morning and evening, there are monks chanting scriptures and ringing the bell.

The sound disturbed the birds in the forest, and tiny black shadows flew out of the high and low forests.

Yu Dong suddenly remembered that when several of their friends went to the Buddhist temple to pray for blessings on that day in June, the school committee and monitor both said in a serious tone that they wanted to be a national defense soldier.The monk heard their chat, and for some reason, gave each of them a string of small prayer beads.Zhang Jing said seriously, "People's soldiers don't believe this", the old monk nodded: It doesn't matter if you don't believe it, just wear it, it's a safe thing.

Song Fengfeng obviously thought of this too.Of the Buddhist beads brought home, Yu Dong's string was given to Zhou Lan, and Song Fengfeng gave Song Yingxiong his own string.

"Why do so many people believe in Buddhism?"

"I don't know." Yu Dong handed him the Coca-Cola he just bought, then spread his hands and curled his fingers.

"What?" Song Fengfeng was confused, "You also want to talk to the captain? Tell me earlier."

"Love letter." Yu Dong twisted his fingers again.

Song Fengfeng: "...do you really want to see it?"

Yu Dong: "Before you hide it, let me read it. You have read my previous love letters."

Song Fengfeng took out the love letter, and retracted it before handing it to Yu Dong: "Actually, I never thought about keeping it."

Yu Dong: "?"

"I want you to deal with it." Song Fengfeng was very sincere, "You can deal with it however you want. Anyway, don't tell me, and don't harass the person who wrote the letter."

Yu Dong squinted his eyes and looked Song Fengfeng up and down.

"Who do you think I am?"

Song Fengfeng hugged his schoolbag: "Because you're jealous."

"Who will eat your vinegar?" Yu Dong sat on a dry rock, lowered his head and kicked the running hermit crab back into its shell, "Is it delicious? Boring."

Song Fengfeng dawdled, put the letter in his hand: "Okay, here you are."

Yu Dong: "Don't read it, take it back."

Song Fengfeng still stuffed it into his hand: "Look, look, Honey."

Yu Dong was made to smile by his word, and quickly suppressed his smile, snatched the letter from his hand impatiently, and pulled out the letter paper.

The handwriting on the letter is very beautiful, stroke by stroke, serious.Yu Dong looked at each line carefully, grinding his teeth against each other, pinching the letter paper with his fingers and rubbing it non-stop.

The inscribed name sounds nice, but he doesn't recognize it.

Song Fengfeng was also looking at him when he raised his head.Yu Dong didn't want to admit that he was jealous anymore, so he used a smile to ease the restlessness in his heart: "You have such a good love letter?"

"More than that." Song Fengfeng shook his head, "It's much better, don't you know?"

"How do I know." Yu Dong returned the letter to him, "You are usually so hooligan to me."

Song Fengfeng smiled cheekily and shook his head: "Here you go, you can deal with it."

Yu Dong thought he didn't understand.

Such letters cannot be handled by others.He is jealous and irritable, but he is not qualified to "handle" other people's sincerity.This is a matter between the writer and Song Fengfeng, no matter how special Yu Dong's status is, he cannot touch it.

He stuffed the letter back into Song Fengfeng's hands.

Song Fengfeng came over and sat down with him, and Yu Dong took two sips of his half-drinked Coke.

After reading the letter again, Song Fengfeng chuckled, put the letter paper aside, and opened the envelope.

"Yu Dong, can you write to me?" Song Fengfeng said, "This is not the first love letter I have received. I hope my first is from you."

Yu Dong: "I... I don't know how to write."

"I wanted you to deal with it. Zhang Jing was still there at the time, so I can't tell." Song Fengfeng said, "But forget it, if you don't want me to do it myself."

Song Fengfeng folded two small paper boats out of letter paper and torn envelopes.He made a detour, went to the seawall, and lowered the paper boat into the sea.

The sea was surging wave after wave, and the two paper boats were heaving on the surface of the water, and the waves gradually receded with the ebb tide.

He did not turn back until the boat was no longer in sight.Yu Dong also walked onto the seawall and watched him from a distance.

There was no one on the seawall, Song Fengfeng walked towards Yu Dong with a smile and golden sunshine all over his body.

"I'm waiting for your love letter." Song Fengfeng put his hands on his shoulders and led him back, "No less than 800 words, the angle is optional, the style is not limited, the central idea must be prominent, the topic should be closely related, and the details should be appropriate. , full and powerful, in line with Marxism and the three generations..."

Yu Dong jumped up and put his arms around his shoulders and neck, laughed loudly and pressed his ears against his ears and said, "Let's have a dream!"

Song Fengfeng spent a lot of money on his 18th birthday.Song Yingxiong and his girlfriend took him to eat a very expensive seafood buffet, the kind that overlooks the whole city.

After eating, Song Yingxiong opened another box for him and asked him to find friends to come and play together.Song Fengfeng called a bunch of people, and when Yu Dong arrived, his ears hurt from the roar of singing in the box.

Zhang Jing couldn't get up to the high note when he sang, and he couldn't follow up after singing "Superstar in a Chaotic World".

Yu Dong thought of Zheng Suibo.After obtaining Song Fengfeng's consent, he sent a message to Zheng Suibo asking him if he could come out to play.Zheng Suibo told him bitterly that this summer vacation was very busy, and he had already entered the pre-examination training for the art college entrance examination, and there was no way to get out.Wu Tong came home to supervise him when he was free, and made up for his two weaknesses in history and politics by the way.

Yu Dong wondered whether Wu Tong and Zheng Suibo were really just making up lessons when they got together.

He thought, after all, he and Song Fengfeng had strong concentration, so they didn't do anything out of the ordinary.

But suddenly thinking of Song Fengfeng's previous nagging, "I'm [-] years old, I can do more things than touch", and the heat rushed to my face in an instant.

On the pretext that the box was too hot, Yu Dong got out.

After breathing in the corridor for a while, Song Fengfeng also ran out.

He received a lot of presents today, the team members gave him a ball, the school committee gave him a pair of sunglasses, and Zhang Jing gave him a 500-yuan bookstore card. Song Fengfeng suspected that this was something he got in the competition. For the prize, he questioned him for a long time.

"You can buy games!" Zhang Jing loudly defended, "Don't you know that there is an extra game counter next to the cash register in that bookstore!"

Song Fengfeng stuffed the card into Yu Dong's pocket: "I'll buy you a game."

Yu Dong thought to himself that the games I bought were all played by you, too?

There was no camera at the position where the two stood, and no one passed by.Under the cover of green leaves, Song Fengfeng kissed him like a superficial kiss.

Yu Dong's mind was in a mess, and his fingertips were lingering with heat.They are all adults now.He thought to himself, he is an adult now, an adult who can take full responsibility for his actions.

"What gift did you give me?" Song Fengfeng asked.

"A set of stereo for computer." Yu Dong delivered it to Song Fengfeng's house before going out.Song Yingxiong was not there, so he quietly pulled out the spare key from the small hole under the window, took the gift to Song Fengfeng's room, and helped him pack it up.

Song Fengfeng was a little disappointed: "Sound system?"

"The quality and effect are very good." Yu Dong said, "It is convenient for you to watch short movies, and you will feel more present."

Song Fengfeng smiled.

"It's better to be alone than to be happy together." He put his hand on Yu Dong's shoulder, "Can I invite you to watch a short movie with me?"

"Get out." Yu Dong said succinctly, "Our appreciation tastes are different."

He shook his shoulders to throw Song Fengfeng off, but Song Fengfeng grabbed his shoulders firmly.

"Teacher Yu has even formed a taste? Have you seen a lot?" His eyes sparkled, "It seems to be very researched."

Yu Dong's face was already red: "Don't say this is okay?"

"No." Song Fengfeng was almost close to his ear, with a slight smell of alcohol, "It's very interesting when you blush."

"Okay, Heifeng, don't come over here."

Song Fengfeng smiled lightly.The thin laughter entered Yu Dong's ears, making his heart beat a little faster.

But he still wanted to remind Song Fengfeng.

"Zhang Jing is over there."

Song Fengfeng was taken aback for a moment, immediately withdrew his hand, and quickly stood up straight.

Zhang Jing stood at the corner with an extremely complicated expression.He didn't see much, but Song Fengfeng's whole body was almost attached to Yu Dong's body, no matter how he looked at it, something was wrong.Guessing and seeing with your own eyes, the impact is not the same.Zhang Jing tried his best to think about what he should say or what he should do in the first sentence, and Song Fengfeng over there had already spoken brazenly.

"Respect, let me introduce you." Song Fengfeng pointed at Yu Dong, "My boyfriend."

Yu Dong: "..."

Zhang Jing: "..."

Compared with Yu Dong's astonishment, Zhang Jing was obviously still calm: "He is like this when he drinks, and he gets excited easily."

Song Fengfeng was complacent for a while, scratched his hair, and calmed down.

"That's it," he whispered. "Well, I'm going to tell you after college."

Zhang Jing: "Forget it, I guessed it a long time ago."

Song Fengfeng: "Huh?"

The three looked at each other, Zhang Jing was leaning against the window with a sad face.

"What should I do in the future?" He asked, "If the three of us are together in the future, won't I be a light bulb forever? Have you ever thought about how I feel!"

Song Fengfeng: "...I'm sorry."

He looked at Yu Dong, then at Zhang Jing: "Do you care more about this?"

Zhang Jing: "Then what do I care about? All my love has already been given to Guan Chuyang, and I don't like you."

As soon as the words fell, Song Fengfeng rushed over first and hugged him tightly.Zhang Jing was pushed against the wall by him, and he yelled, "My foot! You stepped on my toe!"

Immediately afterwards, Yu Dong also rushed up and pressed him against the wall together with Song Fengfeng.The two, one on the left and the other on the right, kissed Zhang Jing's cheek loudly.

Hearing the movement, the KTV boy who ran over had a pale face.

Song Fengfeng laughed loudly: "I love you."

Zhang Jing: "Don't drink anymore! Beer is not allowed either!"

Song Fengfeng didn't drink well, so Yu Dong and him were worried all the way back, and they always rode on the outside when they were walking side by side.

Song Yingxiong still didn't come home, Song Fengfeng guessed that he lived with his girlfriend.Yu Dong watched him enter the house before turning and leaving, but as soon as he stepped onto the Yuhe Bridge, Song Fengfeng called him from the rooftop on the second floor: "The stereo is not moving, the sound can't come out."

Yu Dong: "It's so late, don't do it, I'll come back tomorrow."

Song Fengfeng: "I want to watch a short movie before going to bed."

Yu Dong: "..."

Song Fengfeng: "Today is my birthday."

Yu Dong: "Okay, okay, you are the biggest."

He had no choice but to go back and help Song Fengfeng debug.

The problem with Song Fengfeng's computer seemed to be more than just the audio system. Yu Dong found that it didn't even respond when it was turned on.He was fiddling with the wires behind the case, Song Fengfeng squatted beside him, lazily resting his head on his shoulder and yawning.

"Go take a shower." Yu Dong said, "Remember to brush your teeth. I hate people who drink."

Song Fengfeng withdrew immediately, covered his mouth, jumped up, and rushed into the bathroom.

Yu Dong smiled triumphantly, then immediately took out his cell phone and urgently asked Brother Long for help.

Brother Long was looking at the account book, and when he answered the phone, he yelled, "Pretty boy?"

Yu Dong just wanted to solve this problem quickly and leave quickly before Song Fengfeng came out.He always felt that if he stayed in Song Fengfeng's room, something bad might happen next.

"The cables and plugs are fine?" Long Ge said, "Then you open the case to see if the memory module is loose or the battery is loose."

Yu Dong pushed the case, and was surprised to find that the cover on the side of the case was ajar and was not fixed with screws.

"...There is no memory stick." Yu Dong looked at the various accessories in the case, "The memory slot is empty."

Brother Long laughed wildly over there.

"Oh, you students, do you have so many ideas?" Brother Long chuckled, "And deliberately removed the memory stick, so that the computer wouldn't turn on?"

He laughed too loudly, Yu Dong quickly hung up the phone after thanking him.

Song Fengfeng is pretty bad.Yu Dong thought to himself, he had only been up for a minute, and he actually set up a trap for himself to jump in.

He didn't find the memory stick on the desk, so he turned to look at Song Fengfeng's bedside table.There is a drawer on the small cabinet, which is not closed tightly.As soon as Yu Dong pulled it away, he immediately saw the brand new memory stick.

There are more than a dozen photos pressed under the memory stick.

Yu Dong was slightly taken aback.

The photos are all of himself.

He identified it carefully and found that he should be participating in the school sports meeting at that time.But he never knew that Song Fengfeng secretly took so many photos of himself.Some are repetitive, most are close-ups of myself, standing on the runway, smiling, sweating profusely.

Yu Dong looked at them one by one, his face was hot.

What is Song Fengfeng doing!He was nervous and amused at the same time: This person secretly hides his own photo?

Seeing the last one, he froze.The teenager in the photo was turning his head to face the sun, smiling brightly at the person taking the photo.This was taken by Zhang Jing, and Yu Dong knew it.

While he was in a daze, his back suddenly felt heavy, and a body that was still steaming and damp lay down on his stomach.

"Steal my things?" Song Fengfeng pointed to the one in his hand and said, "I like this one the most."

Yu Dong couldn't shake him off, the place where he approached his back and neck seemed to be pricked by thin, numb needles, it was uncomfortable, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

"Pervert." Yu Dong whispered, "Why are you hiding my photo?"

Song Fengfeng was clinging to him and wanted to peck and kiss his ear, when he heard this, he was startled: "Why am I perverted? I haven't done anything."

"Have you thought about it?" Yu Dong took the photo on his face, "You must have thought about some perverted things while holding my photo."

Seeing him blushing, Song Fengfeng felt itchy in his heart, grabbed the photo and took it on the wall, then turned his head to kiss Yu Dong in his arms.Yu Dong subconsciously wanted to hide again, but Song Fengfeng pushed him down on the bed.

Yu Dong suddenly became nervous, his hands and feet froze, and he stammered, "Don't, don't do this. I'm going home."

"Today is my birthday." Song Fengfeng propped his hands on the bed, and his shadow enveloped Yu Dong forward, "I want to ask you for a small gift, is that okay?"

He had just taken a shower, and because of the hot weather, he only wore boxer trousers, which stretched his skin tightly.The cool drops of water were thin and one by one, adorning his branched hair, muscular shoulders and arms, reflecting sharp rays of light in the light.

Yu Dong couldn't utter a word, and his Adam's apple twitched.He saw himself with a strange expression in Song Fengfeng's eyes.

It seems to want to refuse, but also seems to contain infinite expectations.

Song Fengfeng smoothed his hair, leaned over and gave him a deep kiss.