Xiaoman

There were four people when we went to the hospital, but when we got back, there were three people in the car.

As soon as Guo Wei and the others saw Shang Liangshan, they jumped up, and they jumped up very generously. Fang was stopping the car on the side of the road and turned back to greet Shang Liangshan: "Let's go first, teacher! Take Xia Liang back."

"Where are you going?" Shang Liangshan and Liu Xiaoman asked vigilantly while waiting for Xia Liang to get the medicine.

"Guess!" Gao Yuxiang said with a smile, and pushed Guo Wei into the car.

Shang Liangshan let out a "hum" from his throat, crossed his arms and stared at their license plate numbers, and didn't know whether he was talking to himself or saying to Liu Xiaoman: "You can tell you're not going back to school just by looking at it."

Liu Xiaoman was not interested in whether they would go back, he looked at the completely dark sky, hesitated and asked Shang Liangshan: "Teacher, what time is it?"

"Eight forty," Shang Liangshan glanced at his watch: "Seven."

"Oh." Liu Xiaoman was stunned.

He didn't think how long it had been. After Xia Liang finished the package, he just talked for a while and went to pay for the medicine. How come it is now?

"Are you going back to school?" Shang Liangshan asked him.

Of course I will go back.

Liu Xiaoman gave him a strange look, nodded and said "hmm".

Xia Liang came out of the gate with a paper bag filled with medicine in his hand, and stretched his hand into his pocket to get something out. His arm twitched and realized that he only had one hand to use, so he had to clamp the paper bag to his hanging right finger first. time, and then reached into his pocket to take it out.

He first took out a cigarette case, bit out one, then put the cigarette case back, and took out the lighter again.

It’s strange to say that people’s mentality is also like this. It’s usually the same process, but with only one hand left, I feel that it’s inconvenient to do anything.

Sesai is not easy, but she can also dig hard.

It's really not enough trouble.

He thought that he had to imitate those old men who walked on the way after dinner, put the lighter in the cigarette case, and carried it with him all day long, taking it out whenever he took it.

When he took out the lighter, before it was lit, Shang Liangshan came over with a dark face, and stretched out his hand to pull the cigarette out of his mouth.

"Crack." Xia Liang suppressed his empty fire, and looked at him a little helplessly, "It's not necessary, Mr. Shang."

"Virtue." Shang Liangshan said to him with sideways eyes, and raised his hand to stop the car.

Liu Xiaoman had been watching him for a long time, met Xia Liang's eyes, and said softly, "Don't smoke for now."

"It's not good for recovery." After thinking about it, he added.

Xia Liang ignored him, Shang Liangshan had already stopped the car, he walked straight to the back seat of the car, put the medicine bag in his arms when he passed Liu Xiaoman, Liu Xiaoman quickly reached out to catch it, Xia Liang opened the car door, Lift your chin and call him, "Go in."

After the two of them sat down in the back row, Shang Liangshan reported the name of the school and asked the driver to drive. He turned his face halfway and said to Xia Liang, "I called your mother."

Xia Liang was neither interested nor responded to this topic, without raising his head, he leaned on the back of the chair and took out his cell phone.

Shang Liangshan waited for two seconds, but before he could make a sound, he could only clear his throat and continue talking: "But she is out of town now, on a business trip, so let your grandfather take care of you first."

"Yes." Xia Liang agreed.

It's not surprising at all.

He would be surprised if his mother, who was supposed to be reincarnated as a rocket, came running over because of his broken bone.

"Do you want to go back to rest now, or what?" Shang Liangshan asked him.

"School." Xia Liang thought for a while and said.

There was a little relief in Shang Liangshan's eyes, and he looked at him approvingly.

"The charger is at school." Xia Liang said again.

Shang Liangshan stared at him numbly for a while, then turned and sat back.

The mobile phone was in the right trouser pocket, and it was not easy to get it out with the left hand while sitting. He pulled it for a long time, until he lost his patience, patted Liu Xiaoman, and lifted the right hem of the school uniform at him.

"Right hand." Xia Liang whistled.

This is the beginning, right?

Liu Xiaoman glanced at him, and resignedly began to perform the duties of "Xia Liang's right hand", and stuffed his hand into his trouser pocket.

The pocket was a bit tight, and since he was sitting, he couldn't use much force, so he dug in, rubbing his fingertips through Xia Liang's hip bone, and then pulled out the phone at a right angle.

The two were sitting side by side, and when they were using the phone at this angle, Liu Xiaoman's head was almost under Xia Liang's chin.

During the whole process of digging out, Xia Liang's eyes wandered aimlessly at the back of Liu Xiaoman's head, studying the curls of his hair.

One good and two bad.

The older generation seems to have this saying.

There is only one Liu Xiaoman, who looks good in position and shape, which suits him quite well.

After staring at the various lights coming in from the car window for a while, he looked at Liu Xiaoman's neckline, which was stiffened because of the movement, where there was a slightly protruding neck bone.

Xia Liang unexpectedly discovered that Liu Xiaoman's neck is actually quite long. The neck bone comes out from under the hair on the back of his head, and does not enter the vague depth of the collar. look down.

The whole process was actually very fast, Xia Liang's sight was blocked by his clothes, Liu Xiaoman also took out his phone and handed it to him: "Yeah."

"Thank you." Xia Liang said, the two looked at each other, and he took the phone over.

The breathing light flashed crazily.

Xia Liang guessed that there were at least ten messages about Luo Hao. He guessed that they should already know all of them, so they probably lined up to send him "hahahaha".

The screen slid to light up, but he didn't see the message, so he "fucked" first.

"Speak well." Shang Liangshan looked at him from the rearview mirror in front.

Liu Xiaoman glanced at his phone along with his eyes, and was stunned with an "ah".

"Ah." Xia Liang repeated after imitating him.

"What's wrong?" Shang Liangshan then asked.

In fact, it was nothing to Xia Liang, but to Liu Xiaoman, it was undoubtedly a stab at his already guilty and complicated mood.

——Xia Liang's phone screen cracked.

It's not just an ordinary crack, it's a crack that is divided into pieces, red, willow and green. After lighting up, it's full of flowers, and you can't see anything.

According to Luo Hao, it is estimated that a good screen is broken like a map of Gaode.

It should have been hit by knocking on a rock at that time.

Liu Xiaoman's temples twitched, and he felt like he could hear the voice of the calculator in his head, adding one key at a time: plaster plus mobile phone screen...

"You..." He took Xia Liang's cell phone over with mixed feelings, "Can I change 25 under the overpass?"

Xia Liang was stunned for a moment before he realized that this was what he said casually the other day when he told Luo Hao to leave.

"You really..." He didn't know whether he was more helpless or wanted to laugh more, but there was actually a little... sad?

"Yes." He turned the corner of the phone around and put the phone back, "Let's remember the breakfast at 25."

It took a lot of effort to take it out, but it was very quick to stuff it in.

Liu Xiaoman wrinkled his nose and looked at him.

Shang Liangshan guessed that no one was paying attention to him, so he said there: "What's wrong with the phone, is it broken?"

"Yeah." Xia Liang lowered the car window to let the wind blow in, "The screen exploded."

"Inner screen?" Shang Liangshan asked.

Xia Liang said "hmm" again, and didn't continue this topic.

Shang Liangshan turned to look at him in surprise, and paused for a while.

Liu Xiaoman couldn't understand the inner screen and the outer screen. He stared at the rows of scenery outside the car window, and calculated how long it would take to get there. At the same time, he calculated how long it would take to bring the twenty plus 25 breakfast. He had to change his appearance every day. Otherwise it is easy to get bored.

With a broken arm, he needed calcium supplements, and Xia Liang had to add an extra tea egg every day.

"What's the matter?" Shang Liangshan continued to ask, "It was fine when I went out from the indoor stadium, how could I break my arm?"

"You really have to ask yourself this question." Xia Liang didn't even look at him, and continued looking out the window.

"What?" Shang Liangshan stared at him.

"Students are not allowed to study hard when it is time to go to class, and they are brought to the stadium blindly. Students who should play are not allowed to play well, and they are rushed outside." Xia Liang looked away from the window and looked at him.

His voice was not high-pitched, nor in a hurry, as if he was chatting, but he heard it, and the driver and Liu Xiaoman couldn't help but looked over together.

"Sometimes, things are just so coincidental, and people are so small." Xia Liang looked at him, "Teacher, it's possible to teach the little goldfish to climb trees, but it's really unnecessary."