Squad leader

The New Year with gongs and drums has passed.

The experiment is really inhumane, the students were released on the 28th of the twelfth lunar month, and the students were sent back on the fifth day of the first lunar month.

Everyone was full of New Year's joy, and they were forced to come back before the restlessness was over.

It was freezing cold, Jiang Tian resolutely gave up the car, and happened to meet Zhou Yuwen and Zhang Lei when he got off the bus.

Zhang Lei approached with a naive smile, "Squad leader, Gong Xi Fa Cai, here are the red envelopes."

Ding Yang replied with a very ruthless smile, "I don't have any red envelopes, but I will die."

"Hey, isn't that Zhang Mengyao?" Zhang Lei narrowed his eyes and looked at the person across the road, "Zhang..." Just as he was about to jump up to say hello, Zhou Yuwen covered his mouth and held him down suddenly.

Zhang Lei choked, "Zhou Yuwen, what are you doing?!"

Zhou Yuwen's eyes dodged, "It's nothing, just watch when you cross the road."

Just when the light was changing to green, Zhou Yuwen stepped on the zebra crossing without looking back.

Zhang Lei looked confused, "Squad leader, what do you think is wrong with these two people, they were cold and as if they didn't know each other a year ago, how can they still be so virtuous in the next year, it's a big Chinese New Year, how can they worry about the next year!"

Jiang Tian sighed, and couldn't explain clearly to Zhang Lei, a steel straight man. As the saying goes, housework is difficult for an upright official, so he tugged at Zhang Lei's schoolbag angrily, "It's cold and hot, let's go, cross the road Already!"

Even if everyone came early, the classroom was still full of impetuousness, and it was noisy until the bell rang at eight o'clock, before it calmed down and turned over the homework.

Jiang Tian was also a little impatient to study, and the seat next to him was empty.

He pinched the Jingming acupoint, forced himself to practice calligraphy and meditate.

After finally staying up until noon to eat, Zhang Lei had already slept on and off on his stomach for several rounds, with marks on his face.

He rubbed his eyes mistyly, "Hey, where's Lao Zhou? Don't you want to eat together?"

Jiang Tian shrugged, just watched him and Zhang Mengyao leave, and greeted Zhang Lei, "Let's go together, let's go shopping."

"Success!" Zhang Lei put on his coat in a daze, and went downstairs with Jiang Tian.

"I'll answer the phone later." Looking at Ding Yang's headshot on the phone screen, Jiang Tian couldn't help but raise his lips. This photo was uploaded by Ding Yang himself as a prank.

"Hey, what's wrong?"

Ding Yang was a little noisy, I don't know where it is, "Student Jiang Tian, ​​here is your New Year's gift waiting to be checked."

"Oh? What gift, where can I sign for it?"

"At the gate of J City Experimental Middle School, the courier has arrived at the gate, so go and have a look."

"Success, I'm already going downstairs, I want to see what tricks you come up with."

Jiang Tian hung up the phone, and walked downstairs in two or three brisk steps, Zhang Lei chased after him panting, "Squad leader, slow down, can you guys who are 1.8 meters five consider a person who is 1.7 meters five like me! "

"Fuck! Ding Yang, why are you back?!"

At that time, Ding Yang was standing at the school gate with his electric scooter on one leg, staring intently at the school gate until he saw Jiang Tian's figure getting closer.

Jiang Tian had the urge to cry for a moment. This person always gave him various surprises. He never thought that the New Year gift he said would be so grand—he came back early.

Jiang Tian rubbed his sore nose, "Why did you come back so early?"

"I miss you! The courier Yangyang will serve you wholeheartedly!"

Ding Yang pulled him, "Come on, get in the car and take you to unwrap the presents!"

"Hey, didn't we agree to have dinner together?" Zhang Lei looked aggrieved as if he had been abandoned, "Why do you and Lao Zhou leave as soon as you say?"

When he said this, Jiang Tian was a little embarrassed, "You can eat by yourself, eat more."

Ding Yang smiled and waved, "Kneel down, I'll take the squad leader out for a trip!"

Zhang Lei gritted his teeth: "Dog boy." He went to buy lunch pitifully alone.

"Where is this going?" Jiang Tian adjusted his sitting posture, and the two of them had four long legs so they wouldn't panic.

"Go to my house and leave the gift at home!"

"It's still so mysterious." Jiang Tian hugged Ding Yang's waist from behind, wrapped up the padded clothes for him, and leaned firmly on his broad and firm back.

The living room door slammed shut, knocking over the crooked luggage.

Ding Yang impatiently pressed the man against the door, gasped for breath, and the hot air slowly gushed onto Jiang Tian's face, "I really miss you!" kissed him.

Jiang Tian seemed to be used to his gentleness, put his hand on his waist lightly, and kissed back very cooperatively.

I don't know how much time has passed before the two people parted with blushing and panting, the smell of each other was on each other's lips and tongues.

Jiang Tian spread his hands, "Where's my gift?"

"Hey, wait for me."

Ding Yang pushed the suitcase into the bedroom, closed the door pretending to be mysterious, and asked Jiang Tian to wait for him in the living room.

Looking at the luggage he threw everywhere, it is likely that he took a taxi and rushed back immediately after getting off the plane, and went straight to school without a moment's rest.

After a while, Ding Yang came out with large and small gift boxes, and proudly spread the things on the coffee table.

Jiang Tian was surprised: "Why so many?"

Ding Yang sat next to him, and arranged them neatly one by one, "There are ones for every year, let's start dismantling them."

Jiang Tian looked at him incredulously, and first picked up the small box with 1999 written on it.

Inside the small box was a piece of Ping An Fu, which was placed in a small square bag, and the lines drawn on it made up zigzag and sinuous lines.

"Is this the Yangtze River?"

Ding Yang smiled and explained with a Ping An Fu, "I checked it out. In 98, there was a natural and man-made disaster, so I went to ask for a Ping An Fu. I regarded it as a good fortune that ended in 98 and began in 99. I bless you in the future." There will be any disaster."

Ding Yang leaned closer and lightly pressed Jiang Tian's forehead, and said softly: "Happy New Year 1999, I love you."

Jiang Tian's ears were blushing and he continued to unwrap the gift with 2000 written on it, wondering why this person had so many tricks.

When looking at the lotus, Jiang Tian smiled understandingly.

"Is this the return of Macao in 99?"

Ding Yang nodded, "I think the good things of national celebration should be shared together." He lightly pecked Jiang Tian's lips again, "Happy Millennium New Year, I love you."

Jiang Tian felt as numb as if an electric current had been passed through his whole body, but he enjoyed the romance in his bones very much.

It continued to be gifts from 2001, 2002, 2003, and until 2016. Jiang Tian was thinking about the big events that happened every year, just like the history questions. There were all kinds of gifts, including the Olympic Fuwa, the Shenzhou spacecraft model, and the peace dove plush doll, what? Both.

After opening each gift, Ding Yang would lean over and say softly, "Happy New Year, I love you."

Who can not sink into this kind of tenderness in his bones?

Jiang Tian laid out the gifts in a row on the coffee table, the table was full of everything, and the gift giver racked his brains, wishing to make up for everything that hadn't been there in time.He pursed his lower lip and said softly, "Ding Yang, thank you."

The warm breath from Ding Yang's nose touched Jiang Tian's neck, "You're welcome, my squad leader."

In the midst of confusion and love, Ding Yang stared at Jiang Tian's face with some emotion, and the breath between the two was getting closer...

"Dong dong dong!" There was a sudden knock on the door.

"Fuck!" Jiang Tian shuddered.

Ding Yang hugged him involuntarily, and thought for a while, "It should be Aunt Zhang at this time."

Jiang Tian tremblingly said: "You...have you locked the door?"

"locked."

Jiang Tian breathed a sigh of relief, and Ding Yang rubbed his head against him and added sincerely: "But... Aunt Zhang has the key."

Jiang Tian's whole face was about to explode in an instant, "You, you go and open the door!"

"Damn it!" Ding Yang rubbed his head angrily and went to open the door as the meat from his mouth flew away.

Jiang Tianxuan carefully listened to the voices outside, and after a while, he heard the door closing.

Jiang Tian instantly had the illusion of being caught for doing something wrong, and was so ashamed that he wished he could get into the cracks in the ground.

"Let's go out and eat!"

Ding Yang was taken aback, "Aunt Zhang will be back in a while, let's eat here."

"Go out to eat!" Jiang Tian insisted.

Ding Yang licked his lower lip, "Squad leader, are you... shy?"

Jiang Tian ignored him and packed his schoolbag to leave. Ding Yang stopped teasing him. He glanced at the messy scene in the room, "Before you leave, you have to clean up the room first."

Finally, they went downstairs with a bag of indescribable garbage, and the two of them ate a large bowl of Mala Tang when they were hungry.

I added too much Dingyang chili, I didn't eat for a while, and I took out a piece of paper and blew my nose.

"I can't, I can't, I haven't eaten spicy food for many years, and my skill has weakened."

Jiang Tian smiled and put the meat and vegetables in his bowl without adding chili into Ding Yang's dipping sauce, "If you can't eat spicy food, you can still be brave. Next time, put less chili."

Ding Yang happily ate the balls that Jiang Tian picked up, "It's so boring without chili."

"If you eat too much chili, your stomach will hurt, and you will suffer then."

Ding Yang soaked up a layer of chili oil, and continued to suck the spicy taste resolutely, nonchalantly said: "At worst, you will have diarrhea, if you have wine today, you will be drunk today, live happily."

Jiang Tian took a small bowl for him, rinsed the chili peppers with water, "It's easy for you to be unreasonable every day."

From time to time, when Ding Yang couldn't stand the spicy food, he stretched out his chopsticks to eat in Jiang Tian's bowl, and worried that Jiang Tian would not be full, "Brother Tian, ​​you can eat mine."

Looking at his glowing red bowl, Jiang Tian reflexively refused, "I can't eat spicy food, I have a bad stomach."

Ding Yang immediately wished for his own tongue, and regretted eating Jiang Tianxiao's half bowl of meatballs, "I'll order some more, don't be hungry."

If Jiang Tian didn't stop him, Ding Yang would really be able to cook all the dishes on the stir-fry menu.

Ding Yang looked at the hot food in front of him, snorted his nose a couple of times, he didn't know whether it was hot or spicy, "Brother Tian, ​​it's great, someone is eating with me."

Jiang Tian's movements on the chopsticks paused, and he picked up a piece of meat and put it into the Ding Yang bowl, "Then I will always eat with you."

"This is what you said, you are not allowed to lift your pants and leave without admitting your account."

Jiang Tian choked suddenly, "Can you describe it differently..."

During the evening self-study, the two of them went back to school together with full stomachs. Ding Yang cleaned up his messy homework, hugged Stitch directly to catch up on sleep, got off the plane and rushed over directly, and experienced high-intensity physical labor. , Tired and sound asleep.

Jiang Tian looked at his poor Jianer who was sound asleep, stroked his carefully bound handwritten review materials, wrote a few words in neat lowercase on the cover, and drew a Q version of Stitch's head on the back.

He thought, compared with Ding Yang's intentions, this may not be worth much, but it is already the most precious thing he can give.

Ding Yang fell asleep until 09:30, as if he changed to another place to catch up on sleep.

Jiang Tian woke him up after class, and when his eyes were still dim, he saw a hardcover book as thick as a famous book in front of him, and the neat small characters on it made people's hearts flutter.

——There is no white man in the communication, and the sound is elegant and elegant.

"This is for me?"

Jiang Tian nodded, "The New Year's gift for you is not worth much, so don't dislike it."

"No, no, no!" Ding Yang flipped through it casually, marked with three-color pens, sketched with various special patterns, and hand-written notes with rich pictures and texts. He could hardly imagine how long it would take to sort out this material, let alone mark it so clearly. serious.

"This is the most precious gift I have ever received!"

Jiang Tian pointed to the two short lines of poetry on the cover, "Your name is the most beautiful I have ever seen. I will say that when I introduce myself in the future. Don't be so miserable, it makes people feel distressed."

It turned out that he still remembered what they said when the two met for the first time. Ding Yang was heartbroken for a while, rubbing the small print on the cover, his mouth was always indecent, "If I memorize the ancient Chinese, you will be responsible."

"Hey, you are still unreasonable!"

"Don't talk!"

Jiang Tian looked at him helplessly, "All right, all right, I'll be responsible, how do you say to be responsible?"

Ding Yang pushed forward shamelessly, "Follow me forever."

Jiang Tian bit his lower lip. He really never thought about saying "forever". They are too young, it is too easy to say anything, and no one knows how many difficulties they will encounter in the future.

Looking at Ding Yang's expectant eyes, but he couldn't bear to make the proof conditions as clear as a student aid problem, Jiang Tian nodded while holding his chin.

Ding Yang couldn't even pull the corners of his mouth when he rode a small electric donkey to deliver the person to the door, which made Jiang Tian a little embarrassed, "It's not anything special."

Ding Yang Mao Lizi rubbed against Jiang Tian's clothes, "That's not true! The ones I gave you can be bought, it's not unusual, it's not as good as the one you gave me."

Ding Yang looked into Jiang Tian's eyes and smiled crookedly, "I really like this gift!"

"It's fine if you like it. Slow down on the way back, good night."

Under the dim light, Ding Yang lightly pecked the corner of Jiang Tian's lips, "Good night, baby."

Jiang Tian stuffed gifts, big and small, and his little thoughts into his schoolbag and hid them before walking into the house.

Facing the routine inquiries from Lao Jiang and Wang Ruiqin, he blurted out a few words, filled with the excitement of stealing the forbidden fruit and a kind of dormant rebellion.

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