custom rival

The closing ceremony of the sports meeting on the third day ended after ten o'clock in the morning. Jiang Yan and Sun Chenxuan and Jiang Zhehui made an appointment to play a game, and dragged Xi Zhikong along.He Xing was going to follow, but was called home by a phone call.

Xi Zhikong still had two unfinished lists in his hand, and he was only thinking about how to go home and write the essay, scolding Jiang Yan all the way.

"When I was playing games, you said I was not doing my job properly, but now I don't want to hit you and I have to drag me there?!" Jiang Yan held Xi Zhikong's clothes and did not let go.

"Jiang Yan, you really did everything you could to prevent your rival from going to Qin Lingshu." Sun Chenxuan shook his head with emotion, and bumped Jiang Zhehui with his shoulder in an attempt to get him to agree with him.

Jiang Zhehui looked up, then lowered his head and continued to look at his phone.

"Why do you talk so much every day? I see that my younger brother is tired these two days. Take him out to relax. Don't be in love with your rival." Jiang Yan raised an eyebrow at Xi Zhikong, and said: "Besides, I said I don’t like the Cultural Committee anymore, so you said yes, brother?”

Jiang Zhehui suddenly became interested, raised his head and pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose.

"So this time, it ended with student Xi Zhikong voluntarily withdrawing?" he asked.

Xi Zhikong didn't speak all the time, he was thinking about the location, the posture and the pre-conditions in his mind, but he didn't listen to a single word of what they were saying.

Sun Chenxuan stretched out his hand and shook it in front of his eyes, "Is that classmate Xi Zhikong?"

Xi Zhikong was thinking of the key point, waved his hand impatiently and said yes.

what is it.Jiang Yan smiled and scratched his head, messing his hair.

The four of them were only one step away from the Internet cafe, and Xi Zhikong was pushed in by Jiang Yan, muttering: "The study committee member actually took the lead in entering the Internet cafe, Lao Chen is going to be heartbroken."

The fact is that before Lao Chen had time to break his heart, Jiang Yan's cell phone rang.During the time he answered the phone, his face remained unwell, and when he hung up the phone, his face was even darker.

Sun Chenxuan asked him, "What's the matter?"

"My mother called me and told me to go home quickly."

Xi Zhikong: "Ah? Is there something urgent? Is Auntie okay?"

Jiang Yan scratched her hair irritably, and said: "It's okay, my mother said that my father will take us to the hot springs, what kind of hot springs do you soak in on a hot day? It's really sick."

"Then let's go, it's the weekend anyway." Xi Zhikong wanted to leave quickly, I have to go home and finish writing two [-]D orders, just in time, I can also write a hot spring play, it's really cool.

Jiang Yan saw through the wishful thinking in his heart at a glance, and said with a sneer, "Tsk, you just look forward to going home early to start your art creation, don't you?"

"Hey? What art? You started creating art behind our backs?" Sun Chenxuan asked curiously, Xi Zhikong waved his hand at him and strongly denied:

"No, no, it's not art..." After speaking, he started to avoid Jiang Yan's eyes with guilt.

Jiang Yan: "Why is it an artistic creation in my place?"

"All right, all right! Do you want to go? If you don't, I'll call my aunt and tell you to take me to the Internet cafe."

"childish."

After speaking, Jiang Yan ignored his resistance and dragged him towards home.

Jiang Zhehui was still playing with his mobile phone with his head down. Sun Chenxuan wanted to go over to see what he was doing, but he dodged away.

Sun Chenxuan then asked: "You have been playing with your mobile phone since just now, have any new games been released recently?"

"No, I'm taking notes."

"What did you record?" Sun Chenxuan was even more curious.

Jiang Zhehui smiled inscrutably, and said, "Based on the number and frequency of Jiang Yan's violent seizure of love, we can calculate the probability of the authenticity of their rivals in love."

Sun Chenxuan is a scumbag, so he can only say frankly: "What is that?"

The person in front of him didn't speak anymore, turned around and walked towards the Internet cafe, and asked him back, "Go eat goose? There seems to be a new mode opened the day before yesterday."

Here Xi Zhikong watched Jiang Yan's family get into the car, and ran home excitedly, rolling around on the bed contentedly as soon as he kicked his shoes.It is true that Jiang Yan said that he was tired, but when he was tired, he just wanted to go home and get some sleep before starting work and writing, and he didn't want to go to the Internet cafe to play any ghost games.Just as he leaned on the pillow and put down his cell phone to sleep for an hour or two, he woke up and had a meal before starting work, when Jiang Yan called.

"What are you doing?"

Xi Zhikong gritted his teeth and replied, "Get ready to sleep."

He thought, this normal person would know that the other party wanted to hang up the phone and go to sleep after hearing this sentence, right?Although he knew that Jiang Yan's brain circuit was abnormal, he didn't expect it to be so abnormal recently.

Jiang Yan said: "Well, then chat with me for a while, I'm bored."

"...I said I was going to bed."

"How do you sleep in broad daylight!"

Xi Zhikong asked where Jiang Yan was, and if he was not far away, he would rush over to find him desperately.

"I'm tired, can't I sleep for a while?!—I said you were sick and you still didn't admit it. A few days ago, you thought I was too clingy to you, but now you don't think I'm annoying? Do you think I'm pleasing to the eye? "

After speaking, he hung up the phone decisively.

It took only a few minutes to close my eyes again, and the phone started vibrating endlessly again.

"Are you annoying? If you are bored, you can take off your clothes and go for a naked swim. There must be a lot of people watching and applauding, and then you will not be bored at all!" Xi Zhikong answered the phone without panting.

The phone was quiet, he squinted his eyes and frowned, and said, "Nothing to say? Then I'll hang up!"

He was about to hang up the phone, but he still waited for a few seconds, and then a timid female voice suddenly came from the receiver: "That... I... I'm not bored... I just want to ask—"

Xi Zhikong was startled.

This voice!He was clearly his regular customer!

He quickly turned over and sat up, glanced at the phone number, cleared his throat, and said, "Sorry, I just woke up and I'm still dreaming....Ah, you said that prison play, I'm writing and writing!...Hmmm , ok. When can I finish writing...do it next weekend, because you still have two lists ahead of you....If you don't mind, I'll do it as soon as possible!"

After hanging up the phone, Xi Zhikong fell on the bed, feeling extremely guilty.

I'm writing shit.It’s this prison play that made him rack his brains and he couldn’t write it. The key is to write about someone who finally fell in love with him, reunited and applauded for love, etc. He can imagine, he has never eaten pork and seen pigs run .

But he really has no idea about imprisoning play.

Do you want to give up this hard-won 400 yuan?Originally, Jiang Yan would have lost money by canceling the order, and if he lost money this month, he would be out of pocket.he thinks.

A message came from the phone with a ding, and he unlocked it to see that it was from Jiang Yan.

- go to sleep.

Why don't you lock up Jiang Yan and try?

Xi Zhikong's mind suddenly went blank.

This kind of thinking is too dangerous. If Jiang Yan knew what he wanted to do, he would probably be able to come back from the hot spring and tear himself apart by now.He shook his head to get this thought out of his mind, but he didn't feel sleepy at all, so he resigned himself to getting up and sitting in front of the desk and turned on the computer.

This writing took three hours, and it was past lunch time when Xi Zhikong came back to his senses.Hungry, he unpacked two packs of instant noodles and cooked them to eat. After browsing the school forum with his mobile phone for a while, he began to feel sleepy.

This time I can always sleep for a while.As long as Jiang Yan doesn't call, no one will call him, and no one will wake him up.

Later, he fell asleep. He had just slept for half an hour, and before he had even reached the beautiful part of his dream, he was awakened by the sound of thumping upstairs.He opened his eyes and stared blankly at the ceiling, holding the phone tightly with five fingers, looking like he was about to crush the phone.

"I just want... to sleep..." Xi Zhikong was so wronged that he almost cried as he turned around angrily on the bed.

The sound of the drums upstairs was still reaching his eardrums very rhythmically, accompanied by the music of "Little Leaping Frog".

"Happy one...quack..."

Xi Zhikong rushed into the toilet, took the broom and stood on the bed again, rolled up his sleeves aggressively and stabbed at the ceiling, "I! Happy! You! Second Uncle! That's stupid!"

After a few futile pokes, the drum upstairs didn't stop, but his palm was red from the other end of the broom.He glanced at the time, it was obviously time for a nap, the people upstairs knocked the little jumping frog over and over again, even if he changed the song, he didn't feel so irritated.

There is no so-called property management in the old-fashioned community, and he has nowhere to complain. He thought about calling the police, but felt that it was too exaggerated. Maybe the police came to test it, and the decibels did not meet the processing standards. Not worth the candle.

He tried to bury his head in the pillow, but after a while he was sweating profusely and had trouble breathing.

The little jumping frog was still going on, and Xi Zhikong was about to lose his mind.

With a numb expression, he took out his mobile phone and called Jiang Yan - since everyone is bored, let's call.

The phone rang for a long time before it was connected, and Jiang Yan's lazy voice rang in his ears.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Xi Zhikong was silent, really didn't know what to say.

Jiang Yan raised his voice and asked, "What's the matter with you, talk."

"Jiang Yan..."

Xi Zhikong curled his mouth, the voice made Jiang Yan sit up from the back seat of the car.

"What's wrong with you?" He heard something strange in his voice, and said seriously, "Are you just waking up or falling asleep?"

"I'm going to sleep!" Xi Zhikong got angry when he mentioned sleeping, he stood on the bed and turned on the speakerphone, tiptoed and put the phone close to the ceiling and said, "Did you hear that, I can sleep ass just because of this movement! "

Jiang Yan listened carefully for a while, and heard a faint sound of thump, thump, and said with a smile: "How about the decoration upstairs in your house?"

Xi Zhikong lay down again, put his phone aside, closed his eyes and made a phone call with Jiang Yan.

"It's not decoration. It sounds like playing drums. I'm probably a beginner. Little Leapfrog has been playing for more than an hour and hasn't stopped."

"Little Leaping Frog?" Jiang Yan rolled down the car window, and outside the window was the clear sky. He took a deep breath, and the slightest fragrance penetrated into the tip of his nose, "The environment here is very good, I will bring you here next time."

"I don't want to go anywhere now, big brother, can you help me find a way to cure that little jumping frog upstairs!" Xi Zhikong wailed and rolled on the bed a few times.

Jiang Yan heard his voice fluctuate from far to near, and there was still some nasal sound. Guessing that this man was rolling on the bed again, he could not help but smile, and joked: "He is noisy, so you are noisier than him. The way is to heal the body of the person."

"How can I return——eh?! You're right!" He got up, grabbed his phone and got off the bed, still wearing a pair of underpants, put on his shoes, opened the door, and went downstairs, trotting Said: "You reminded me, I know what to do, hang up first, wait for my good news!"

"Ah? Hello? Hello...?" Jiang Yan hung up the phone, looked at the screensaver on the phone screen, and said to himself, "What does this idiot know..."

That photo was dug out when my mother sorted out the photos last year.

He and Xi Zhikong went to take birthday photos together. It was summer, and both children were wearing short-sleeved shorts.He was dressed in off-white, and Xi Zhikong's body was aqua blue, just like the blue sky that could be seen when he looked up, his big eyes flickering and reflecting the warm sunlight.

In the photo, Xi Zhikong was crying. Jiang Yan's mother told him that because the photographer wanted him to hold the dinosaur doll to take pictures, he was frightened and cried. He opened his arms not to run towards his mother, but With tears streaming down his face, he opened his arms towards him and stumbled over.

When I was still babbling, I was able to cry clearly "Brother, I'm afraid".

The hot springs are far away from the urban area, and it takes about an hour to drive by highway, but I am tired after arriving at the destination Jiangyan.

His father went to buy a three-person unanimous ticket with great enthusiasm. He really couldn't understand why he wanted to go to the hot spring in summer. Maybe the elderly people thought it was romantic.

His father has been "chasing" his mother for almost five years, and Jiang Yan himself did not expect that the bloody clichéd plot in TV dramas would actually be staged on him-his mother is the legendary "dribbling ball" Run", she didn't know she was pregnant with him until she divorced his father.

The two separated because of his mother's one-sided relationship. Now his father wants to chase his mother back, which seems to him like a practice with no end in sight.

Jiang Yan fell asleep when he returned to the room, and had a dream before turning over.

But the weather is too hot, the more he sleeps, the less awake he is. He always feels that someone is calling him, but he can't wake up. Every time he wants to open his eyes, his chest feels heavy and he falls asleep again.

I don't know how long it took, but when he finally woke up gasping for breath, Jiang Wen's worried face was in front of him.

"Mom, what's the matter?" He rubbed his eyes and sat up, stretching dazedly.

Jiang Wen patted his face and said, "Are you all right, son? No matter how hard you wake up!"

Behind her, even Guangji asked, "Is the banquet okay?"

"I'm fine, just fell asleep, it's too hot..."

"It's fine, well, Yanyan, the police station called just now, saying it was Xiaokong—"

Jiang Wen sat down on the bed, before finishing her sentence, Jiang Yan almost jumped up and interrupted her: "What's wrong with him?"