The childhood sweetheart who fell from the sky

On the night when the results came out, Jiang Feng took Mu Yao to the playground to run laps. He ran five laps, and Mu Yao ran two laps before going to the side of the streetlight to memorize words with a vocabulary card. Jiang Feng had to finish the rest by himself. of five laps.

"If you look at it this way, don't your eyes hurt?" Jiang Feng asked Mu Yao after stopping, raised his head and drank the water in his glass in one breath, and Mu Yao handed over his water glass again, and he drank it down half.

"You drink like this..." Mu Yao looked up at his rolling Adam's apple, feeling that he seemed to be exuding charm all the time, "Aren't you afraid of choking?"

Jiang Feng stood on the left side of Mu Yao, picked up his schoolbag, and put Mu Yao's water cup in the grid on the right side of Mu Yao's backpack, stretching out his arms as if half hugging him.

"...Next time I'll slow down, I'm sweating too much," he pinched the wet front of his school uniform shirt with the other hand and fanned it back and forth, while his right hand was still groping on Mu Yao's backpack, but he couldn't find the grid for the water cup, "Can't put it in?" go in?"

"Hmm..." Mu Yao moved closer to him, making it easier for him to reach him, "Isn't that okay?"

"Huh..." Jiang Feng wiped his sweat with his left hand, and finally put the cup away with his right hand, "Going in...it's so hot."

"Pfft—" A girl behind them laughed.

"Huh?" Mu Yao looked back, she was a strange female classmate who secretly photographed them with a camera in the morning, wearing a cotton cap with two balls of wool hanging from both ends of the cap, in this season when everyone doesn't wear hats. , It is still quite conspicuous to see, "Are you... following us?"

Mu Yao was a little apprehensive, afraid of being followed to the door and discovering the cohabitation relationship between the two, then there would definitely be a lot of bad rumors about Jiang Feng in the school.

"I'm sorry," the woolen hat girl bowed slightly sincerely, clasped her hands together and said, "I'm here to apologize. I lost my mind and couldn't help taking a sneak shot of you. If you mind, I will delete it. I'm really sorry."

"Don't you like taking pictures?" Jiang Feng asked with his arm habitually on Mu Yao's shoulder.

"?" Mu Yao said blankly, "It's not that I don't like taking pictures..."

"Then did you take a good picture?" Jiang Feng asked the girl, "Can you send me a copy if it looks good?"

"Of course!" The girl ran forward, took out her mobile phone and wrote down Jiang Feng's email address, "I'll send it to you at night? I took a lot of photos of your performance yesterday. I think you are standing together The picture is really beautiful, that... can I ask what is the relationship between you two?"

She looked at Jiang Feng and Mu Yao expectantly.

"Green, childhood sweetheart." This situation made Mu Yao a little confused, and she answered subconsciously.

"Childhood sweetheart!!!" she repeated excitedly.

"That's not what she asked," Jiang Feng said, and while walking with Mu Yao in his arms, he turned around and told her, "We are in whatever relationship you think we are. Thank you for your photo, and don't take it in the future."

The girl stood on the spot, her expression seemed to be happy out of her body.

Mu Yao asked in a low voice, "Is that all right for you to say so?"

"Make her happy," Jiang Feng asked, "Do you mind? The boys in my class used to sell rotten things to the girls, and I'm used to it. Did you get caught off guard?"

"Uh... Bu Lei," Mu Yao said in a complicated mood, "Do you often do this?"

"That's right," Jiang Feng said with a smile, "They are very cute. Even if they know that the other party is a straight man, they still can't resist the impact of the ambiguous picture of two beautiful men. We have this appearance condition to benefit them."

Mu Yao couldn't help smiling and said, "It's very cute."

"Sona is like this," Jiang Feng didn't notice that Mu Yao's expression changed in an instant, and he looked at the classmates who were playing football on the playground next to him, and continued, "When she is with me, she also wants to see me play with others. Boys are intimate, jealous and call cute at the same time, really speechless..."

"Sonana is very cute..." Mu Yao said lightly.

Jiang Feng immediately turned around, walked behind him, and squeezed his shoulders: "I'm not as cute as you, really, she's very good at acting after a while, how can I be as good as you."

Mu Yao twisted her shoulders, broke free from his grasp, and pretended to ask casually, "Are you still intimate with other boys?"

"Hey, I swear," Jiang Feng walked to him again and said, "They are all straight men, straighter than mosquito coils."

What kind of metaphor is this... Mu Yao thought to himself, and who is the pure straight man, why did he omit the subject?What are you still coaxing me to do?But I think he is a bit sweet.

Seeing him smile, Jiang Feng looked towards the playground and said, "Actually, I'm not that close to Sona, it's just a so-called relationship. I didn't ask her real name, she just kept calling her ID in the game. Don't look at her." I look so straight, I haven't even pulled the hand of a little girl."

That's right, you don't know how to call her Nana, but you call me Yaoyao, you are so straight... Mu Yao thought about it, quietly looked at Jiang Feng, and found that his eyes had been staring at the football.

"...Do you want to play?" Mu Yao was very puzzled, "Aren't you tired just after running ten laps?"

"Study is tiring." Jiang Feng controlled himself to turn his head back, "You take a word card after class, aren't you tired?"

Mu Yao then analyzed Jiang Feng's problems in various subjects with a blank face, and gave him a failing grade of more than 100 in this grade, and asked him to be in the top [-] next time.

"Brother, I'll cook pork ribs for you tomorrow." Jiang Feng changed the subject, "How about it? Go to that newly opened supermarket? You've done so well in the exam, so I need to give you a boost."

They usually live in Jiang Feng's apartment close to the school, so if they cook the meal one day in advance, they can skip the cafeteria the next night and rush back to heat it up. After eating, they can go to study at night. It's a good point, and it also saves Mu Yao's living expenses. If it's like this, the next day is the weekend, and you can go back to the waterfront directly, so that you can rest, exercise and watch movies, but you have to buy the food in advance.

"You can't be satisfied like this," Mu Yao said mercilessly, "What if I can't get into a university like mine?"

Jiang Feng suddenly realized: "Yes... I forgot, I must study chemistry well when I go back today."

Mu Yao is very satisfied with his self-consciousness, but study habits cannot be changed overnight, they still looked at the photos that night...

"You are so handsome..." Mu Yao looked enviously at a single photo of Jiang Feng, Jiang Feng's strong arms and fingers are very sexy, "It's really possible to make a debut."

"But I don't want to be in the music business," Jiang Feng lay side by side on the bed with him, looked at the photo and said, "Do you want to?"

"I never thought about it..." Mu Yao said, "Music is expensive, right? And it doesn't make money. Otherwise, why doesn't Teacher Zhao do it?"

"Zhao Siyang is a bit extreme," Jiang Feng found a few piano pieces for Mu Yao to listen to, and explained, "He used to look down on pop music, and he released an album of classical music. He is not professional, not to mention his limited level, and he is too picky about singers. Don’t look at him acting like he is satisfied with Wen Yu, but he actually told me behind his back that Wen Yu’s voice has no characteristics.”

Mu Yao was a little surprised.

"However, with Wen Yu's appearance and the quality of her voice, it is very easy to debut as an idol," Jiang Feng said, and then digressed, "But her family is very rich, and she may go abroad to study vocal music after a while , I don’t want to go through the messy domestic draft.”

"Wow..." Mu Yao asked, "Did she tell you?"

"En." Jiang Feng nodded.

"...she really likes you, such an idol-level Bai Fumei has many suitors," Mu Yao asked in confusion, "Why do you value you so much? Have you ever done anything for her?"

"She said before that it was because the boys around her were very flattering to her, so she didn't like it very much and felt unnatural," Jiang Feng said awkwardly, "but I have no prejudice against others and her, so... ..."

"..." Mu Yao shouted inwardly: This is also the reason why I like you!No... not like...

"But she also said that she hates me because of this." Jiang Feng was not so shy when he said this, "After all, everyone wants to be treated specially... Your ears are so red, is it because the air conditioner is too hot? "

Mu Yao is not only hot, he feels like his heart is about to jump out.

"But if that's the case," Mu Yao interrupted while saving the photos and transferring them to her feature phone via Bluetooth, "You're not you anymore, I think it's better for you to be your 'central air conditioner'."

Jiang Feng: "This word is derogatory..."

"If you're not warm to everyone, then you won't be able to warm me," Mu Yao said calmly.

Jiang Feng: "I can't say that, you are special to me, didn't I tell you?"

Mu Yao became shy again, he wanted to ask, "Is it just because of my childhood sweetheart? If not?", and he didn't know what answer he wanted to hear, if not, what is the difference between him and a stranger?So I think it’s better to forget it, there are so many ifs in the world, just cherish the present.

"Let's stew the ribs," he said at last, "I want to eat meat..."

Jiang Feng agreed with a smile.

The next day, after eating the stewed pork ribs that Jiang Feng boasted was delicious, but in fact the taste was mediocre, Mu Yao realized that it was the end of the month and it was time to ask for living expenses, but Jiang Feng proposed to go with him.

"Your father can even deal with children, what if you quarrel with him?" Jiang Feng seemed to be keenly aware of something.

Mu Yao had no choice but to take him home with him, thinking that Mu Pingchuan cared about his image to the outside world, so he probably wouldn't do it in front of his classmates, and even if he did, he couldn't beat Jiang Feng... It wasn't an order of magnitude at all, but it turned out that The door was locked from the inside.

Seeing him ringing the doorbell helplessly, Jiang Feng asked strangely, "Does your house often lock the door from the inside?"

Mu Yao nodded. This kind of situation happens from time to time. If only Mu Si is at home, no one will open the door for him. He can only go out and find a place to spend the night. Holding his hair, she dragged him into the door and kicked him a few times, so this time Mu Yao deliberately stood back, trying to stay away from the door.

Mu Pingchuan was here that day, wearing vertical striped pajamas, slippers, and gold-rimmed glasses. In Mu Yao's eyes, he looked like he came out of a mental hospital.

After he opened the door, he saw Jiang Feng behind Mu Yao, turned around without saying anything, went to get the wallet in his coat, and counted out 2000 yuan.

Mu Pingchuan didn't speak, and neither did Mu Yao. The two stood quietly across the door. After counting the money, Mu Yao took over double the usual living expenses in surprise, and Mu Pingchuan said, "Outside Go home early if you are wild enough."

"Unfilial son." After Mu Pingchuan said the last three words, he closed the door with a "bang".

Mu Yao couldn't say a word, thinking about what role this pervert had added to himself, just to show Jiang Feng?The last time I saw his sanctimonious performance seemed to be a few years ago, when some distant relatives in the countryside came to visit him and bought him and Mu Si each a set of expensive and expensive clothes. At that time, Mu Pingchuan patted his What he said in the head, "Say thank you soon", made him think horribly whether his head would be photographed in the next second... Thanks to the clothes brought by those poor relatives who Mu Pingchuan didn't like, he It's not like a beggar who doesn't even have to wear it when performing on stage.

On the way back, when Mu Yao was still thinking about it, Jiang Feng asked him suspiciously, "Have you always installed so many cameras at home?"