I want this sand sculpture

From the time he came out of the office to the afternoon class, Du Yan didn't say a word, and he didn't show any expression. He was silent and didn't know what he was thinking.

Probably thinking about the profound question of "true love" again.

How does he feel about this kind of thing?

To accept or... to resent?

Song Qichen rested his chin and lost his mind once in math class.

The new math teacher is a little old man, very kind, and the teaching level is also very high.Song Qichen usually likes to take his class, but today he has too many things in his mind, and even the math class is not attractive.

After thinking for a long time, Song Qichen couldn't help poking Du Yan, and handed over a note.

"?"

Du Yan glanced at it, and quickly returned the message with a pen.

"what?"

"Brother Dong's business"

Du Yan held the pen and hesitated for two seconds.

"Do you find it annoying?"

"it's OK"

Du Yan hesitated for a few more seconds, frowning and writing.

"I don't hate it either, I just feel a little...Suddenly, I didn't think that someone around me is...I can't accept it, or I can accept it (cross out) I don't know how to say it, it's just that I think this It's not supposed to be judged by others, I'm not and I don't think so"

Song Qichen looked at Du Yan's scribbled and scribbled lines, smiled with the corners of his mouth raised, and didn't reply.

After a few seconds, Du Yan suddenly moved closer to Song Qichen's ear, hesitant to speak, "Well, you won't..."

"Huh?" Song Qichen glanced at him, but didn't understand what he said.

"That's right, you won't be..." Du Yan said with some difficulty, "Same as Brother Dong?"

"Cough," Song Qichen choked, "...probably not."

"...Oh." Du Yan nodded blankly.

After finishing the note, Du Yan was obviously much more relaxed. When class was over, he happily dragged Song Qichen to the liberal arts building, and warned the onlookers one by one, telling them not to spread the news about Dong Yan.

"Oh." Wan Xu sighed.

"Why are you sighing?" Huang Yubin asked.

Wednesday's physical education class just happened to catch up with Li Si and Wen Er. The physical education class in high school was not interesting. It was basically just playing basketball for those who wanted to play basketball, and chatting and walking on the playground for those who didn't want to move.

Song Qichen and the four of them didn't want to move, they sat in rows in the stands thinking about life.

Wan Xu looked at the playground with a melancholy expression, "I've grown up so much, I haven't been in a relationship yet."

"What do I think?" Huang Yubin patted him, "What's the matter, which one of the four here has talked about it?"

"Did you not?" Wan Xu glanced at him, pointing to Du and Song who stretched their legs to bask in the sun, "they must have had girlfriends before."

"Ah," Song Qichen narrowed his eyes, "No."

"Think about it." Huang Yubin chuckled twice, "Boss Song's temper is really sorry for his appearance."

Song Qichen: "..."

Du Yan looked at Huang Yubin sadly, "Isn't it good to live?"

"Brother Chen, spare me." Huang Yubin cupped his fists at him.

Song Qichen waved his hand, "That's all."

"Hey," Wan Xu approached Du Yan unwillingly, and asked in a low voice, "Brother Yan, to be honest, have you talked about it?"

"Me," Du Yan hooked the corners of his mouth, "how should I put it..."

According to Song Qichen's understanding of him, this person is probably about to start pretending.

Song Qichen sighed silently in his heart.

"I remembered!" Huang Yubin yelled suddenly, interrupting Du Yan's pretense in time.

"...What did you remember?" Du Yan was taken aback, and gave him a very unhappy look.

"Brother Yan really had a girlfriend in the first semester of high school!" Huang Yubin said excitedly.

Song Qichen: "..."

Wan Xu looked shocked: "Really? Who?"

Du Yan also looked shocked: "Who? When? Why don't I know?"

"What?!" Wan Xu turned his head and stared at Du Yan in disbelief, "I didn't realize that you are a scumbag before!"

"Fuck me?" Du Yan looked around in horror, and after making sure that there was no fifth person who heard this sentence, he pulled Song Qichen, the melon-eating crowd, "I am not! Old Song can prove it!"

Song Qichen: "...I didn't fucking know you at that time."

"You don't know?!" Huang Yubin yelled again, "When school just started, there was a very cute girl who came to school to look for you, she looked younger than us, and you still hugged her shoulders! You don't remember? !"

Du Yan froze for a moment, then fell into deep thought.

Several people looked at him quietly and thought together.

After a few seconds, Du Yan raised his head, and when everyone was in a daze, he quickly rushed to Huang Yubin, raised his hand and slapped him on the back, shouting as he slapped: "Then fuck! It's my sister! You Damn! Yes! Yes! Scumbag! Male!"

Huang Yubin was beaten and screamed: "Brother Yan, I was wrong! Brother Yan, brother Yan... ouch!"

Wan Xu: "..."

Song Qichen: "..."

"So, Brother Yan," Wan Xu asked cautiously, "Have you ever had a girlfriend?"

"Nonsense," Du Yan rolled his eyes while rubbing his wrist, "No."

"Oh." Wan Xu sighed, holding his chin and continuing to be in a daze.

"You seem disappointed?" Du Yan clicked his tongue and leaned on Song Qichen crookedly.

"No," Wan Xu said, "I'm just curious about what it's like to fall in love."

"How does it feel," Du Yan said, "You don't have to go to school after falling in love, or something?"

"Haven't you ever thought of holding hands with a girl and kissing her mouth?" Wan Xu looked fascinated.

"Not really," Du Yan yawned, and leaned back on the steps behind him with Song Qichen in his arms, pinching his shoulders, "I think this is pretty good."

Song Qichen turned his head to look at him, smiled and said nothing.

For the next two days, Dong Yan didn't come to school.

At noon on Friday, the four of them sat in the cafeteria, worrying about the most delicious food ordered from the window.

Huang Yubin hesitated and said, "You said, did Brother Dong get fired?"

"Shut up!" Wan Xu slapped him, "Don't talk if you can't talk!"

Song Qichen picked up a chopstick to steam the meat, "No, Brother Dong asked for leave."

"How do you know?" Huang Yubin asked.

"There's no need to know about it," Du Yan said, "You'll know it if you go to the office and listen to it."

"You run to the office every day to play?" Huang Yubin asked in surprise.

Du Yan didn't bother to talk to him.

"Hey, then I can rest assured," Wan Xu laughed, "Going out to play tomorrow?"

"Where are you going?" Song Qichen asked.

Wan Xu stuffed a mouthful of vegetables, "Let's go eat hot pot, I want to eat meat."

"Okay," Du Yan said, "Lao Song isn't going back this weekend?"

"No," Song Qichen said, "There is no one at home."

It has been two weeks since the start of school, and Song Qichen didn't go home last week, living alone in the dormitory relying on Bubble Bobble, and he doesn't plan to go back this week, he wants to find a place to work as a temporary worker.

The two people in the dormitory are easy to get along with, basically in a state where I ignore you and you ignore me, but the fourth member has not shown up for a long time.

"Poor boy," Du Yan picked up a chopstick and bean sprouts for Song Qichen with a sad expression on his face, "Eat more."

Song Qichen paused, and Du Yan heard a crisp sound from the wooden chopsticks in his hand, and then he was dragged out by his collar.

"Let's, what should we do?" Huang Yubin asked Wan Xu in a low voice, looking at Du Yan who was still happily following Song Qichen staggering all the way.

Wan Xu shrugged, "What can I do, light some wax for Brother Yan."

"Oh." Huang Yubin nodded.

On Saturday morning, Song Qichen was woken up again by Du Yan's phone call.

"You fucking..." Song Qichen was about to get angry when he answered the phone.

"Check the time before fucking!" Du Yan yelled before he cursed.

To deal with a person who gets up angry, he should be angry earlier than him, be more angry, and first shock the opponent in terms of momentum.

"Huh?" Song Qichen was stunned, and exited the call interface in a daze to look, it was eleven o'clock.

After seeing the time, Song Qichen knew he was wrong, and his temper became much lighter in an instant.He responded sullenly, hung up the phone and got out of bed to take a shower.

When I walked out of the dormitory door, the gloom was gone.

Because from the corridor, he saw Du Yan who was stuck under the big plane tree next to the big iron gate.

Song Qichen took out his phone and sent a message.

- what are you doing there

Then he saw Du Yan took out his phone and tapped it a few times, then raised his head and looked over here.

After searching for a few seconds, Du Yan's eyes fell on Song Qichen.He raised his arm and waved it, mouthed something, then lowered his head and poked the phone a few times.

Song Qichen's cell phone rang.

Du Yan: Good morning.

Song Qichen smiled and ran downstairs quickly.

"Why are you here?" Song Qichen ran to Du Yan and took a breath.

"Come to pick you up," Du Yan said with a smile, his eyes bent into two crescent moons, "I'm afraid you won't be able to find the place, I was here four or ten minutes ago."

Song Qichen was taken aback, "Why didn't you call earlier..."

He closed his mouth again halfway through.

Du Yan clicked his tongue, "How dare you say such a thing against your will."

Song Qichen didn't speak, but rubbed his back.

Du Yan hooked Song Qichen's neck, leaned on him and walked towards the school gate, "Let's go, let's eat meat."

Du Yan should have taken a shower in the morning, and Song Qichen could smell the faint scent of shower gel and shampoo on his body.The shower gel Du Yan used was tea tree scented, and he never changed it.

Song Qichen felt that this smell was good but not too fragrant, it was very fresh, and it smelled even better when it was exposed to the sun.

Unspeakably comfortable.

He considered switching to a tea tree scented bottle for himself after using up the bottle he was using.

The place Wan Xu chose to eat was quite far from No. 10 Middle School. It took [-] minutes by taxi. The restaurant had a unique name, "Hot Pot Prince".

Song Qichen once wondered whether this hot pot restaurant was owned by the same owner as the "Prince of Fried Noodles" opposite the school.

The four of them picked a seat by the window, and Wan Xu came up and asked for a very spicy hot pot bottom.

"Mandarin duck." Huang Yubin pressed Wan Xu's hand and said seriously.

"Aren't you?" Wan Xu looked at Rhubarb suspiciously, "Do you eat clear soup?"

"No," Huang Yubin said, "healthy mushrooms."

"...All right." Wan Xu stared at him for a long time, finally sighed, pulled Huang Yubin's hand away, clicked a few times on his mobile phone, and replaced the extra spicy pot bottom with extra spicy mandarin duck with mushrooms Pot, "What else?"

"Meat." Huang Yubin said.

"Meat." Du Yan said.

"...Bean sprouts." Song Qichen said.

"There are bean sprouts in the mushroom pot." Du Yan said.

"Bean sprouts." Song Qichen insisted.

In the end, the four of them ordered several large plates of meat, as well as a pile of meat dishes such as duck intestines with hairy belly. The only vegetarian dishes were bean sprouts and a plate of vegetarian tofu that Song Qichen tried his best to keep.

Really, not healthy at all.

There is a small table in the store where you can order songs and sing. When there are customers who want to sing, they can go directly to sing, and if no one sings, they can just play some songs.

At the moment, there is a fat man who is very devoted to singing on it, but the voice is not very beautiful.

"Why hasn't he finished singing yet?" Wan Xu frowned, this man had already sung two songs in a row, and they didn't stop until all the dishes on their table were served.

"Why don't you go up and sing to him?" Du Yan picked up a plate of mutton and poured it into the spicy pot, "Let's see who scares who to death."

"Hey!" Huang Yubin yelled, "Save me some clear soup!"

"All right, all right," Du Yan picked up another plate of mutton, and poured it into the mushroom pot with a swish.

The moment the meat went in, the other three people quickly raised their chopsticks and prepared to grab the meat. Du Yan threw the plate away, picked up his chopsticks and joined the ranks.

"Come on!" After the two pots were rolling, Du Yan roared.

In just a few seconds, all the meat in the pot was looted, and it was all piled up on the small plates of several people.

Only the boiling soup base was left in the pot.

Du Yan quickly put in two more plates of meat.

The boy's youth is really vigorous.

The fat man who was singing on the stage finally got off, and was replaced by a tall boy.

The boy was handsome, with a ruffian appearance, and his hair was tied back a little.He sat down on the high stool, picked up the microphone and cleared his throat, and glanced down the stage with the corner of his mouth hooked.

It's an English song, the boy's voice is very nice, and it beats the fat guy in front of me by dozens of blocks.

But Song Qichen and the others didn't have time to care whether the boy sang well or not, they looked in the direction of the boy's line of sight, and suddenly couldn't sit still.

Huang Yubin slapped the table and stood up, "Brother Dong?!"

Then the other three followed suit.

Dong Yan was singing to the boys in the stands, and turned his head when he heard the movement here.

He froze for a moment, then laughed, "Yo, how are you all?"