Xiaoman

Fan Yiyang came to call Liu Xiaoman to eat at home.

That was the plan.

As a result, when they arrived at Liu Xiaoman's house, Liu Xiaoman was not there, only Grandpa Xiaoman was inventing the noodles that he would use the next day, and he was surprised when he saw Fan Yiyang came to ask, thinking that Liu Xiaoman had gone to his house to play.

"It's okay, master, maybe I went out with my classmates," Fan Yiyang called him, and after waiting for a while, he still didn't wait for anyone to come, and he probably could think of eight or nine points in his heart, "I'll go back first, wait for my mother to be busy." I'll bring you some after I'm done, there's a pot of pork ribs in the house today."

"Don't take it, you can go back quickly," Grandpa said with a cough. He couldn't cough when he was facing each other just now, and he kept holding back. Now his chest was itchy and his cough was painful. "I don't have anything to eat here. , I won’t keep you.”

"You should rest." Fan Yiyang hesitated when he walked to the door, then turned around and asked, "Otherwise, I'll accompany you to the hospital and get some medicine. This cough has been going on for half a month, and it's not a big deal if it doesn't improve. "

"It's windy today." Grandpa waved his hand again, succinctly refusing.

Similar conversations come every now and then in the past two years. The old man saves money, and persistence is useless. Fan Yiyang nodded: "Then you should pay more attention."

When he went downstairs, he was still thinking that after Liu Xiaoman finished his college entrance examination, he could buy a mobile phone as a graduation gift for him, otherwise he would run out without saying a word like this, and there would really be nowhere to find him.

Just after thinking this way, a car stopped at the entrance of the corridor, and Liu Xiaoman got out of it with something.

Being called out by him, like being caught for doing something bad, he stopped at the entrance of the corridor and called out "Brother Yangyang" embarrassingly.

Fan Yiyang looked into his eyes and walked down the stairs.

In the not-too-high ten stairs, he found one thing——

I knew in my heart that Liu Xiaoman was out to play in all likelihood, and seeing him really running out to play behind his back was two completely different feelings.

It's like a puppy who has been following him and can only rely on him for warmth. Although he knows that the puppy will grow up and grow strong one day, and will leave him to look for food, but he just watched the puppy on the back of his butt. He turned and ran, wagging his tail quite happily. This kind of mood really can't be linked to words like "gratification".

Although he knew that Liu Xiaoman was not a puppy, let alone his appendage.

But that Liu Xiaoman who had a little secret with him did appear again.

"Going out to play?" When he came to Liu Xiaoman, he stopped and looked at the things in his hand.

An octopus-shaped puppet.

There is no tag and no packaging, and it can be felt shoddy at a glance.

"Ah." Liu Xiaoman nodded, a little embarrassed, picked up the big octopus for him to see.

"With whom, your classmate?" Fan Yiyang didn't answer, just glanced at it, and asked again.

"Li Meng's birthday." Liu Xiaoman said, seeing that he had no interest in the big octopus, he put down his hand awkwardly, "It's the one sitting in front of me, you've seen it before."

Fan Yiyang knew about Li Meng, so he smiled without saying anything.

With his smile, Liu Xiaoman felt relieved, afraid that he would ask "Have Xia Liang gone?", he quickly changed the subject and said, "You came to see me, Brother Yangyang?"

"Well, I'm looking for you to eat pork ribs." Fan Yiyang looked at him, "I also want to take a look at your papers this time, just to hear your grades. You did well in the exam. You have to find the reason why you lost points."

"Then I..." Liu Xiaoman didn't dare to say that I'm back now, let's go up.

Fan Yiyang didn't owe him anything, he came to help with good intentions, he couldn't always take it for granted.

"Otherwise tomorrow, are you free tomorrow, brother Yangyang?" Liu Xiaoman said.

"You go up first, I don't know you're out, I thought you were with me." Fan Yiyang raised his wrist to check the time, "I'll bring some later."

"Okay." Liu Xiaoman nodded, then shook his head again, "Don't bother Brother Yangyang, you and your uncle and aunt have a good meal, thank you, aunt."

"Go up." Fan Yiyang didn't answer his words, and directly staggered Liu Xiaoman out.

Brother Yangyang is not happy.

Liu Xiaoman was stunned for a while at the stairs.

Although Fan Yiyang didn't say or show anything, he could feel it.

It's okay to be unhappy.Think about it, if he went to look for Fan Yiyang affectionately, but he didn't find anyone and met him on the way home, Fan Yiyang didn't want to say a few words to him, and he couldn't be happier.

Liu Xiaoman sighed in his heart, he has known him for so many years, he has always followed Fan Yiyang since he was a child, and his emotions are the same, he will be influenced by Fan Yiyang and change with his changes.

Fan Yiyang was not happy, and he suddenly felt very weak.

Seeing Fan Yiyang's back disappear diagonally across the building, he lifted his feet and walked upstairs.

"Do you like him?"

Before taking two steps, he thought of Xia Liang's words again.

If the influence of emotions is one of the criteria for judging, then it should be... I like it, right?

Liu Xiaoman looked confused.

Now that he thought of these words and Xia Liang, he couldn't help but think of the messy rubbing with Xia Liang in the afternoon.

If the person at that time was Fan Yiyang...

As soon as the picture in his mind took shape, Liu Xiaoman shuddered and hastily strangled his imagination to death.

It's too awkward.

When I got home, Grandpa had just washed the bag of Banlangen, and was resting on the stool waiting for the cold.

"Coughing again?" Liu Xiaoman asked when he smelled Banlangen.

"You went out? Yangyang just came to see you." Grandpa ignored him and asked back.

"I know, I went upstairs to see him," Liu Xiaoman nodded. He was embarrassed to show Fan Yiyang just now, but now he has no scruples about grandpa, and even before he finished taking off his shoes, he threw the big octopus in front of grandpa. Put it on, and let grandpa see it with a little joy, "I caught it!"

"You caught it?" Grandpa picked it up to have a look, and laughed, "How did you catch it?"

"My friend helped me catch it together." Liu Xiaoman ignored the others, and only told his grandfather the little excitement of experiencing the claw machine for the first time.

Grandpa listened with a smile all the time, but when he saw Liu Xiaoman's empty left arm following the gestures, his chest felt sore.

His grandson has been sensible since he was a child. He has never mentioned these claw machines, this machine or that machine. He just suffered in childhood. When he got older, he never even slept in. He just set up stalls with him every day. Apart from Fan Yiyang, no one is willing to take him to play when closing stalls and going to school.

No matter how sensible, in the final analysis, he is just a child who has never played anything.

"Do you have new friends?" Grandpa smiled, sipping Radix Banlangen in mouthfuls while listening, and when Liu Xiaoman finished speaking, he only asked this question.

Liu Xiaoman thought about this question again, and nodded a little shyly: "Yeah."

They should be counted as friends.

After chatting with grandpa, he took the big octopus back to the room, and put it on the table first. The table was full of stacked books, and it would be in the way wherever it was placed.

I placed it again in the closet and on the bedside, and finally put it on the bedside table, leaning against the wall, so I won't touch it as soon as I raise my hand, and I can see it every day.

After staring at the big octopus for a while, he remembered that he told Xia Liang that he would send text messages when he got home, so he quickly took out his phone from his pocket.

-I'm home now.

Four words with a full stop, he had to dig for a minute, and then he scratched several times before he figured out how to select the recipient.

After sending it out, he stared at the screen for a while, but Xia Liang didn't reply to him.

I stood up and changed into my pajamas, turned on my phone and looked at it again, but still didn't reply.

Never seen the world.

Liu Xiaoman couldn't help laughing at himself, stuffed the phone under the pillow, put on his underwear and went to take a shower.

While taking a shower, it happened that Fan Yiyang came to deliver pork ribs with sauce again, and greeted him through the bathroom door.

Liu Xiaoman rushed out, but no one was there. There was a small pot of pork ribs on the dining table, which was served in a small aluminum pot, and it was steaming when opened.

"It's too much, a small pot." He ran to the kitchen and took out chopsticks to pick up a piece, "It's delicious."

"When you turn back, take another pot of rice wine and send it back to someone." Grandpa told him.

"Yeah." Liu Xiaoman nodded straight after eating.

Going back to the room, he found a small notebook, and carefully wrote down the breakfast that should be supplied to Xia Liang:

Taxi (23×2): 6 meals

Large octopus: 1 meal

Change the mobile phone screen (about 300): 43 tons

Plastering (about 500): 71 tons

"..." Liu Xiaoman's pen paused.

This is 121 meals.

There are only 365 days in a year.

One shot will be next year.

The phone trembled slightly under the pillow, and Liu Xiaoman went to take it out to look worriedly, thinking that if he counted the money borrowed for the phone, he would probably have to bring Xia Liang breakfast until the day of the college entrance examination.

But when he saw the content of the text message Xia Liang replied, his mind was distracted from the 121 breakfast in an instant.

- take a picture of an octopus for me

Xia Liang said so.

Liu Xiaoman looked at the input box with a dazed mind.

- There is a plus sign next to it, go in and click on the picture

As if knowing what he was thinking, the second text message immediately appeared on the screen.

Liu Xiaoman pressed twice, suddenly realized, took the big octopus, placed it squarely on the pillow, took a photo, and sent it to Xia Liang.

Why do you want a picture of it?

As a souvenir?

Just as he put the big octopus back, the phone vibrated twice again.

-Account: righthand, password: 6 1

- Wechat, log in

Liu Xiaoman stared at the text message for a while, then wrote down the account and password, and went to look for WeChat on the phone interface.

He typed letters one by one, and when he pressed the sign in, he even held his breath.

Ding dong.

Ding dong ding dong ding dong.

Several messages came out one after another, the top one was Li Meng, there was a small red dot next to his name, and the number of unread messages displayed on it changed from 4 to 7 in the blink of an eye.

Down in turn there are dynasties.

Yu first.

Han Xuebi.

Bidu was wrongly called.

Liu Xiaoman grinned.

There are even Luo Hao and Guo Wei.

The avatar "Ding Dong" at the bottom jumped and bounced to the top. This is a string of English names without notes. Ask him: Are you on it?

- Xia Liang

Liu Xiaoman typed two words.

Only then did he realize that the profile picture on his side was the big octopus that was photographed and sent to Xia Liang just now.

-clever

Go back to him.

Liu Xiaoman rolled on the bed holding the phone.

An indescribable joy swelled from his heart, making his heart beat even excited.

He has WeChat.

He looked at this WeChat interface, looked at these people in the interface, and imagined that they were sitting together talking, laughing and having a meal, and then went to add this brand new WeChat friend one by one, and they might still be chattering, that picture Make him feel special, special and cute.

It's not just a few names.

For Liu Xiaoman, this is a fresh, never-before-owned little world that belongs to him.

It was the small world Xia Liang created for him.