strong romance

After New Year's Day, the final exam came in a blink of an eye.

Everyone is looking forward to going home to have a good year. In order to climb up the ranking list, they hug Buddha's feet very religiously, wishing to move the cafeteria to the classroom, stick their buttocks to the stool and never leave for a moment, and their enthusiasm for learning is unprecedentedly high .

What is out of place is that the seats by the back door are empty every now and then.

The closer the Spring Festival is, the more accidents are likely to happen. Everyone is looking forward to going home for the New Year, but not everyone has the money to go home for the New Year. Therefore, during this period of time, criminals are particularly active, and news from TV and newspapers is spread every now and then. The news that the unlucky guy's house was burglarized.Zhang Jin became busy like a spinning top, running back and forth all day long between the chess and card room, home, school, and Fang Peng’s barbecue stand. Except for copying English homework every day, he didn’t even bother to touch the books. It ended with a hasty bell.

On the day Cheng Kuang packed his luggage and went back to Yanshi Street, the word "Great Cold" was written under the grid of the calendar.

It was rare for Zhang Jin to be idle at home playing games, and through the poorly soundproof ceiling, he could hear the back and forth of the upstairs.When the door lock on the second floor clicked and fell, he shook his fingers. He didn't know whether it was God's will or man-made, and he quit the game inexplicably.

Zhang Jin squatted at the entrance of the yard, heard the footsteps upstairs slowly approaching, stretched his long legs at the right time, and blocked Cheng Kuang's way.

"Go home, Xueba?" He looked up at Cheng Kuang and said.At this time, Miscellaneous Maoer ran out from behind the iron gate wagging his tail, and circled around Cheng Kuang, shaking his head.

Cheng Kuang shouldn't be in a bad mood. Although he couldn't see any clues on his face, his expressionless facial features were gathered together, and he still carried a little careless hostility, but Zhang Jin still felt it from his faint "hmm".

Zhang Jin glanced at Cheng Kuang's backpack, hooked his fingers, pinched and pulled the strap of the backpack in his hand with ease, stood up and faced Cheng Kuang, bent his eyes and said, "Stay here and don't move, wait for me."

"Why?" Cheng Kuang was a little surprised, but Zhang Jin had already returned to the yard before he finished speaking.He waited hesitantly for a while, and soon saw Zhang Jin coming out pushing a black motorcycle.This motorcycle once lay down in the corridor without arms and legs. Although it was repaired, the scars of the past still left indelible marks.

Zhang Jin whistled at Cheng Kuang who was in a daze, and said, "Come up, I'll take you back."

"No need." Cheng Kuang stood still.

"You're welcome, you can get in Brother Pao's car, if you don't."

After Zhang Jin finished playing the nonsense, the corners of his eyes rolled up, he cleared his throat and said, "Xueba, how about some face?"

"..." Cheng Kuang twitched his lips, and stepped into the car under Zhang Jin's gaze.

Dare to feel that he is soft but not hard.Zhang Jin laughed twice, stepped on his foot, and the motorcycle rushed forward.

The cold weather is not for nothing. The motorcycle is galloping on the road, and the cold wind blows like a knife. Zhang Jin's coat is not zipped, and it is blown to both sides by the wind, like a batman with wings.

Zhang Jin shrank back from the cold, and turned his head slightly to glance at Cheng Kuang behind him. At this time, Cheng Kuang happened to look over.

"Is it cold, Xueba?" With the window of his mind wide open, Zhang Jin quickly looked away, looked at the rearview mirror, and said casually, "Come closer if it's cold, and you can hug me, don't I'm so sorry."

However, the top student who doesn't know the warmth and coldness of the world doesn't seem to understand the spirit from that look, and said "not cold" rather indifferently.Zhang Jin gritted his molars and creaked, feeling extremely resentful in his heart: I am so fucking cold!Little bastard... can't he get closer?

The road leading to Yanshi Street was bumpy, and the motorcycle almost bumped all the way. At the intersection, Zhang Jin locked the car and turned his head to meet Cheng Kuang's gaze.

Cheng Kuang thought for a while and said, "Do you have anything to do?"

It's okay, I just want to take a look at you, do you have any opinions?Zhang Jin stared at him and said in his heart.

He put his hands in his pockets, looked around twice, then raised his chin towards a nearby store, found a decent reason to cover up and said: "Oh, I'm hungry, I'm going to buy something to eat."

As he spoke, he waved his hand and walked towards the store.

Why is the elder's semester over...why is it winter vacation?Zhang Jin thought as he walked.He was so absorbed in his thoughts that he froze for a moment when he was stopped.

"Let me invite you." Zhang Jin turned around and heard Cheng Kuang say.

"Uh huh?" He was a little surprised, and his voice changed in response.

Cheng Kuang said, "I still owe you a meal."

Zhang Jin's heart trembled suddenly, and he shivered unexpectedly, a warm current flowed from his chest through his limbs and bones, and his whole body warmed up inexplicably.He raised the corner of his mouth and said with a smile, "Okay."

Let's say he has a conscience.Zhang Jin thought to himself.

He followed and walked side by side with Cheng Kuang, and the sorrow of parting just now was covered by blossoming hearts.

Cheng Kuang went directly to Fang Youzhen's store, it was very lively at that time, and Cheng Youyi was not there.He put his backpack on the plastic stool, brought a menu to Zhang Jin familiarly, and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

Just as Zhang Jin was blown enough by the cold wind, he said without thinking, "Spicy, with poached eggs."

Cheng Kuang put away the menu, said "wait", and went into the kitchen.

Fang Youzhen heard the movement, and turned her head while cooking: "You're coming back so soon? Why didn't you tell mom in advance, so that I can let your dad pick you up at the station."

"No need to pick it up." Cheng Kuang took a small basket of peppers, washed them under the faucet, flattened them with a knife and fried them in a frying pan.

Fang Youzhen paused when she heard the words, and said, "He is indeed not a good guy, but he is your father after all..."

Cheng Kuang turned on the exhaust fan, but said nothing.

"Miss Boss, is there any hot water?" A customer asked.

"Yes, wait a minute." Fang Youzhen agreed, she just finished frying a dish, and went out with the kettle after loading the plate.

Cheng Kuang suddenly remembered something, and before Fang Youzhen left the kitchen, he said, "Mom, by the way, pour a glass for the guy next to the door."

"Yo," Fang Youzhen glanced at the door, then turned her head and said, "That young man looks about your age, classmate?"

"Ah."

"Why do you still call him a bitch?" Fang Youzhen had smile lines on her face.

She and Cheng Youyi only returned to Yanshi Street when Cheng Kuang was in junior high school. In Fang Youzhen's memory, Cheng Kuang never got along with his classmates very much, and later even Shi Bao gradually became estranged.It should be the first "classmate" who allows him to cook vegetables with his own hands like this.

"Bancun'er" held the water cup that was steaming from the heat, and waited for a while before seeing Cheng Kuang coming out of the kitchen with three dishes in his hand.Zhang Jin was stunned, and asked, "Why is it taking so long?"

Cheng Kuang put the bowl and chopsticks in front of him with a "boom", glanced at him, and said, "It's been poisoned."

Zhang Jin smiled and said "fuck", picked up a chopsticks dish, suddenly had a sympathy, stared at Cheng Kuang opposite and said, "Xueba, you know how to cook?"

Cheng Kuang signaled him to shut up with his eyes, and Zhang Jin took a bite of the poached egg—this egg was fried beautifully, with browned yellow and rolled white, and a small spoonful of soy sauce was sprinkled on it.He took a bite and found that his heart was still a little runny.

"Don't you don't eat poached eggs?" Xueba obviously doesn't eat poached eggs, but he cooks them unambiguously. Zhang Jin is a little surprised when he thinks of this.

"Stupid, can't you cook if you don't eat?" Cheng Kuang said.

"You fucking... Fuck. Cheng, believe it if I slap you?" Zhang Jin stared at Cheng Kuang, narrowed his eyes, and felt that he was very smacked.

What about Xueba?What about the handsome guy?So what if he knows how to fry eggs... Thinking of this, Zhang Jin couldn't help but stare at Cheng Kuang's hand for a few times.

His hands are very beautiful, completely different from Fang Peng's chubby little fleshy hands-these hands are well-defined, almost pleasing to the eye, but there is a light-colored scar on the back of the right hand.It reminds Zhang Jin that the owner of the hand can not only do a good job in exams and cooking, but also make his fists harder than anyone else.

After all, it is young and has strong resilience.Cheng Kuang's injury has almost healed, and there are almost no traces on his face and hands, but Zhang Jin still remembers clearly the scene of applying the medicine that night.He couldn't help being distracted for a while, and then the strange emotion became turbulent again.

After the meal, Cheng Kuang sent Zhang Jin to the parking place at Yanshi Street intersection. The moment Zhang Jin got on the motorcycle and inserted the key into the keyhole, he suddenly remembered that the winter vacation lasted for half a month.

... half a month is too long.

Zhang Jin paused, then turned to look at Cheng Kuang.

Under the tossing of the cold winter wind, Cheng Kuang's face was a little whiter than usual, and the edges and corners became clearer.Zhang Jin's heart moved when he saw it, he got out of the car, and hugged Cheng Kuang without thinking.

He bent slightly, his chin resting on Cheng Kuang's shoulder, and his heart was pounding.Before the awkward feeling arose, Zhang Jin hugged him tightly, and then let go.

"Xueba, remember to miss me."

Cheng Kuang was startled, and after a while he waved his hand and responded, "Goodbye."

While the motorcycle engine was making noise, Zhang Jin wiped his nose and shouted to Cheng Kuang: "I'm leaving! Cheng Kuang, see you at the beginning of school."

After speaking, the motorcycle left in the dust, leaving no room for response.Looking at Zhang Jin's back hunched against the wind, Cheng Kuang suddenly felt a little irritable.

He felt a "thud" in his heart, as if something had split open, and something had squeezed in.

At that time, Cheng Kuang didn't realize that once a crack is formed, it will remain a crack forever. The wind can pour in, and the rain can also wet it.

He walked along the ditch towards his home, and when he was about to get home, he found a crooked figure moving on the road ahead, humming and humming.

Cheng Kuang clenched his phone tightly, and immediately recognized that person as the crazy Li Chengxiang.

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The scumbag classmate actually thinks that the winter vacation is long (￢_￢)

Then you are learning.