Bailangbian

1.

According to cross-validation by Wu Tong's mother and Zheng Suibo's mother, when the two children first met, it started with Zheng Suibo's crying and ended with Wu Tong's crying.

Wu Tong and Zheng Suibo's two families live very close to each other, on the front and back streets.If you don't want to go around the intersection, you can also take a short-cut from the satisfied restaurant with the cheek.

The two mothers had known each other as early as the pregnancy preparation stage, but they were not admitted to the same ward in the end.

About half a year after giving birth, the two families took their children out to play and met in the square.

Zheng Suibo is wearing a blue wool cap, and Wu Tong is wearing a red one.

Zheng Suibo didn't cry at first, but when his mother put him on the lawn, he suddenly opened his mouth and yelled loudly.

"Don't cry, don't cry, take pictures with brother."

"Our Wu Tong is three days older than yours, isn't it?"

Two pairs of parents were gesturing on the lawn with their cameras, and two children who had just learned to sit were placed on the lawn.

Zheng Suibo cried for a while, seeing Wu Tong and his red hat, his nose twitched and he fell silent.

Wu Tong remained silent, very calm.He was admiring Zheng Suibo's crying appearance.

Zheng Suibo stopped crying, Wu Tong reached out to him and scratched his face.

He didn't cry even after scratching, but Zheng Suibo imitated the example, stretched out his soft palm, and hit Wu Tong on the head.

This time, he directly tore off Wu Tong's hat. @无限好文, all in Jinjiang Literature City

Wu Tong was taken aback, but he couldn't express it yet, he just looked at Zheng Suibo with his eyes open.

"Come and see the camera."

Both fathers held up their cameras, lying on the lawn with their buttocks pouted, and yelled at their children.

Wu Tong grabbed his red hat, turned his head to look at his parents, the corners of his mouth drooped, and wept.

"Liar!" Zheng Suibo leaned on the wall with one foot and yelled at Wu Tong who was walking on the top of the wall, "How can I make you cry!"

"Go back and ask your mother." Wu Tong took a big step on the wall, stepped over a gap, and looked back at Zheng Suibo with a smile, "Apologize to brother."

"Give me back the shoes!" Zheng Suibo yelled, "Pervert! If you fight, you will fight. What do you mean by taking off your shoes!"

Wu Tong squatted on the wall, hooked the laces of his sneakers with his fingers, and shook his shoes at Zheng Suibo.

This is a low wall by the sea in Shanhai Park, with small ferns growing in the gaps, and a stubborn banyan tree broke through the low wall.

"Have you broken up with Wang Xiaohuan from Class 1?" Wu Tong asked him.

Zheng Suibo was so angry that he couldn't speak, he could only point to the sneakers in his hand.

Wu Tong and Zheng Suibo have known each other since childhood, not only in the same class in kindergarten, but also in the same class in elementary school.

According to Zheng Suibo's parents, during the elementary school entrance examination, because he was worried that he would not be able to be assigned to the same class as Wu Tong, Zheng Suibo Xiaopeng rolled around on the examination site and made a very bad impression on the teacher.

Zheng Suibo firmly does not believe it.He thought it was because of Wu Tong's influence that his parents had memory problems.

Even in primary school, Zheng Suibo was shorter than Wu Tong. Wu Tong sat two rows behind him, tearing up rubber and throwing him at him when he had nothing to do in class.

Wu Tong's movements were very subtle, and the teacher couldn't find out.But when Zheng Suibo took counterattacks due to anger, he was always caught by the teacher.

Children are no less thoughtful than adults. In the fifth grade, Zheng Suibo was selected to participate in the ballroom dance training for students. His partner was Wang Xiaohuan from Class 1 next door.

Wang Xiaohuan is very beautiful, but Zheng Suibo doesn't like her at all.When the two trained together for the first time, Wang Xiaohuan didn't hold his hand, but only circled his thumb.

"Your hands are so cold, don't touch me." The little girl with the ponytail said arrogantly.

Zheng Suibo felt aggrieved and couldn't talk about it. When he left the dance classroom after training, he saw Wu Tong who had just come out of the radio station.

"Ballroom dance!" Wu Tong smiled like a pervert, "You're done! You hold hands with the girls!"

"Not on!"

"Who is your partner?"

Zheng Suibo told him, Wu Tong pursed his lips and smiled.Zheng Suibo was very familiar with his expression, knowing that he must have come up with some bad idea again.

The next day, rumors that Zheng Suibo and Wang Xiaohuan were in love spread inexplicably.

The subsequent training was even more difficult. With a resentful expression on his face, Wang Xiaohuan refused to circle his thumb, and only held the end of Zheng Suibo's little finger.

"I like Nicholas Tse, what are you!" She said angrily, "I don't like you!"

Zheng Suibo: "..."

The source of the rumor is obviously Wu Tong.

Zheng Suibo thought that it would be fine to ignore such rumors, but Wu Tong was obviously still motivated, and whenever he had time, he would ask how far he and Wang Xiaohuan had developed.

Hopping on one foot to pull Wu Tong off the low wall, Zheng Suibo kicked him a few times before grabbing the sneakers and putting them on.

Wu Tong came over and hooked his shoulders with him, with an affectionate look on his face: "Oh, what's so good about Wang Xiaohuan, after entering junior high school, he will be in heaven."

Zheng Suibo: "What heaven?"

Wu Tong lowered his voice: "Haven't you heard it? In the experimental middle school we are going to go to, there are many students from the sixth and eighth elementary schools."

Zheng Suibo: "Oh?"

Wu Tong: "The girls in the sixth and eighth primary schools are the prettiest."

Zheng Suibo is not very interested: "Oh."

Wu Tong thumped him on the head: "Are you a man?"

Zheng Suibo annoyed him to death: "Don't hit me on the head! I was short because of you!"

Wu Tong hurriedly rubbed his head: "Okay, okay, stop beating, stop beating. Don't talk about Wang Xiaohuan, my mother is making dumplings tonight, will you come or not?"

"Nonsense." Zheng Suibo stepped on him, "Is it stuffed with shrimp?"

Wu Tong pretended to be lame, and returned to the class in a hop.The last spring outing in elementary school is over, and they are about to become junior high school students.

2.

On the first day of school, Zheng Suibo's mother told Zheng Suibo to ask him to pay respects to his grandfather's spirit before going out, hoping that he and Wu Tong could still be assigned to the same class.

Zheng Suibo: "Is grandpa really alive?"

Mom: "Grandpa used to be very famous as a great dancer. Do you think it works?"

Zheng Suibo burned incense and worshiped devoutly, and begged the old man not to put Wu Tong in the same class as himself.

His grandfather's previous reputation was obviously full of water.

After seeing the class schedule, Zheng Suibo was downcast all day.

He started to grow taller, and he couldn't sit in the front.The teacher lined up and made him and Wu Tong sit at the same table.

Sitting in his seat, Wu Tong saw Zheng Suibo approaching and blew him a kiss.

"..." Zheng Suibo threw his schoolbag on the desk, "Wu Tong, you must be out of your mind."

"Hush!" He raised his finger to signal Zheng Suibo to lower his voice, "Don't ruin my reputation."

Zheng Suibo was in such a bad mood that he just lay down on the table and said nothing.

Wu Tong poked his arm: "Come to my house for dinner tonight?"

"Don't go."

"There are fat crabs."

Zheng Suibo remained silent.

"And this - such a big shrimp." Wu Tong gestured to him.

Zheng Suibo couldn't see it, but he was a little moved.

Because of the convenience of work, Wu Tong's father often brings home a lot of good-quality and cheap seafood.Zheng Suibo's father is allergic to seafood, so his family never eats seafood.Wu Tong knew that he was greedy, so he always used this bite to lure him to play at home.

Wu Tong poked him again: "Are you going?"

Zheng Suibo blushed to himself: "Okay."

He is really hungry.

3.

"Zheng Suibo went to learn painting?" Wu Tong's mother looked surprised, "He has such good grades, why is he still learning painting?"

Wu Tong ate with big mouthfuls: "I don't know, does he like it?"

Wu Tong's father warned him: "Don't mess around, you should study hard and study hard. Bozai has talent, you are different."

Wu Tong nodded repeatedly.

Nodding is one thing, but when I went to school the next day, I still had to tease Zheng Suibo as usual.

He didn't know why he made fun of Zheng Suibo, but Wu Tong felt a sense of accomplishment when he saw that Zheng Suibo's face was flushed with anger and he stuttered because of a sentence or two he said.

At this time, it was already the second year of junior high school, and the two of them could not continue to sit together.

The last class in the afternoon is an activity class, and the people at the radio station will play some songs and read one or two essays in the radio room.

Wu Tong didn't want to play the tapes of Secret Garden and Bandari any more, he secretly brought a box of his own tapes from home.

During Zheng Suibo's activity class, he would draw in the art activity room upstairs of the radio station. Wu Tong gave the tape to his partner and went upstairs to find Zheng Suibo to play.

"Have you heard it?" He asked Zheng Suibo triumphantly, "Let me test you, which cartoon song is this?"

Zheng Suibo is usually the only one in the art activity room, sometimes the teacher will come to see, most of the time, even Zheng Suibo holds the key of the activity room alone.

He listened for a while.

"...the ending song of a baseball hero?" Zheng Suibo looked at Wu Tong, "Didn't the teacher say you can't play this kind of song?"

"Who said it can't be played anymore?" Wu Tong pulled a stool and sat in front of him, watching him draw, "Yesterday the station master also played Jay Chou's new song."

"I don't like it." Zheng Suibo said, "I can't hear what he sings."

"Then what do you like to hear?" Wu Tong asked, "I'll play it."

Zheng Suibo thought for a while: "Chen Xiaochun."

Wu Tong: "..."Superstar in Chaos" is impossible to release, you should give up."

Zheng Suibo sighed, his shoulders slumped: "Okay."

He kept talking to Wu Tong, but his hands never stopped, and he kept drawing.There is a photo of a plaster cast on the drawing board, and he is copying it, but the copy is not very similar.

Sitting in front of him, Wu Tong couldn't see the painting, only Zheng Suibo's focused expression.

When doing things seriously, his very familiar childhood playmate will show a little different focus.

"Bo Tsai." Wu Tong imitated the tone of an adult calling Zheng Suibo, "You also draw pictures of me." @无限好文，全在晋江文学城

Zheng Suibo stopped his hands: "Huh?"

Wu Tong pointed at himself: "I, I'll be your model. What kind of pose do you want me to pose?"

Zheng Suibo laughed, frowning and staring at Wu Tong.

Wu Tong also looked at him and blinked.

It was too quiet in the playroom.The music on the radio was still going on, the opening track of the baseball hero was over, and the ending track started.When Wu Tong listened to the song, he could immediately recall every frame of the song.

"I don't need a model to draw you at all." Zheng Suibo changed to a new drawing paper, a little proud, "Go and play, I can finish the drawing after school."

Wu Tong was dubious, moved the stool, sat beside Zheng Suibo, and watched him draw.

Zheng Suibo didn't speak any more, he lowered his head and sharpened his pen.Wu Tong held a piece of paper in his hand, and continued for him.

Wood chips and pencil lead powder fell one after another and fell on the paper. Wu Tong seemed to hear their soft sound.

4.

That day, Wu Tong got his first portrait in his life.

He doesn't think it looks like it, he should be a little more handsome than Zheng Suibo's painting.

After going downstairs with the painting, he was severely criticized by the teacher for changing the music and flow of the radio station without authorization, and he had to write a [-]-word self-criticism before he could leave.

There was no one in the school for a long time, Zheng Suibo should also eat and wash dishes at home at this time.

Wu Tong carried the drawing paper with a large art textbook, ran to a photo printing shop, and spent a huge sum of money on plastic. @无限好文, all in Jinjiang Literature City

After returning home, he had a quick meal, and when he returned to his room, he was thinking about where to put this painting.

It's not good to hang on the wall, he thinks he will be shy when he sees it.

It's not good to hide it in a drawer, he also wants to take a look at it from time to time.

I didn't feel it at first, but the more I looked at it, the more I felt that it was indeed very similar to myself.

Wu Tong put the molded painting on the table and looked down at it.

He wanted to know what Zheng Suibo was thinking when he was painting this picture.

In the painting, Wu Tong propped his head on the desk with one hand, smiling at people outside the picture.

Why not?Wu Tong thought and thought, and gradually understood on the way back.

He didn't know that when he looked at Zheng Suibo, he had this expression.

Wu Tong in Zheng Suibo's impression turned out to be like this.

In order to increase the value of the painting, Wu Tong stalked Zheng Suibo to sign the painting.Zheng Suibo's name is written carelessly at the bottom of the painting.

There are many photos of Wu Tong and Zheng Suibo at home, the earliest one was taken when he was half a year old.He was sitting on the lawn crying, Zheng Suibo turned to look at him, his eyes were round, his face was round, and there was a ball of wool on the blue hat.

cute.Wu Tong thought to himself, anyone who sees that photo will think Zheng Suibo is cute.

His fingers touched Zheng Suibo's name through the transparent plastic film.

There is a smiling him on this painting, and Zheng Suibo's signature.For some reason, he actually felt that it was more meaningful than all the group photos.

Standing in front of the desk, Wu Tong suddenly remembered that he forgot to bring back that tape.

There are a few songs in the tape he recorded himself, talking about some ignorant love.

That night Wu Tong didn't fall asleep very late, and he sat on the ground looking at Zheng Suibo's paintings.

At the end, he nervously kissed Zheng Suibo's signature.

"Wow." Wu Tong exclaimed softly, covering his hot face, and couldn't help laughing.

The author has something to say:

Wu Sunyang, it wasn't like this from the very beginning!Ha ha ha ha

See you next time at noon tomorrow.Hands are so cold, crying

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