hey your coffin lid is flying

"Didn't you agree to go to school together?" Jia Luoye's voice came from the phone, and he could hear that he was not very happy, "What? You go first?"

"Er..." Xiang Yang scratched his hair.

"Uh, what, you haven't woken up yet, have you?" Jia Luoye asked.

"Well," Xiang Yang nodded heavily, regardless of whether he could see it or not, "I slept very deeply last night."

"..." Jia Luoye took a few deep breaths into the phone.

"What's wrong with you?" Xiang Yang asked.

"What's wrong with me, what can I do? I suffered from insomnia last night and slept very badly, and now I'm also in a very bad mood." Galoye yelled in one breath without stopping, without punctuation.

After yelling, hang up the phone directly, in one go.

Xiang Yang was stunned, staring at the blacked-out mobile phone for a long time, and yawned twice in the middle.

Bye?

Brother, is it you who kissed me?

Why are you angrier than me?

Jia Luoye stood at the door of Xiang Yang's house, looked at his room, and kicked the gravel on the side of the road angrily.

"Xiang Yang, you prodigal son!"

Originally, he planned to go to school with Xiang Yang, so Jia Luoye didn't take Ganingchuan's car in the morning.

Well now, alone.

Jia Luoye took off his schoolbag and walked to the gate of the community.

The morning rush hour in Hangzhou is really not covered. I stood at the gate for 10 minutes, but I didn't stop a taxi.

Just when he was about to skip class and go home to catch up on sleep.

Xiang Yang appeared.

Wearing a pair of washed white jeans and a bright red short-sleeved tennis shirt, the whole person looks youthful, coupled with his already fair skin, he looks extraordinarily good-looking.

"Have you left yet?"

"Wherever you go, you won't be able to get a taxi!" Jia Luoye glared at Xiang Yang angrily while being immersed in Xiang Yang's beauty.

Xiang Yang smiled and rang the car bell: "It's okay, I'll take you."

"Ding bell~ ding bell~"

Very crisp.

Galoye glanced at the bicycle under his crotch.

It was a bicycle with only two colors of red and black, and the body was very streamlined.

But this car...

It doesn't have a back seat?

Galoye looked puzzled: "Where should I sit?"

Xiang Yang put one foot on the ground and patted the beam in the middle with his hand, "Here!"

"Can this sit on a 'human'?" Galoye couldn't help asking.

"Don't worry, carbon fiber is very heavy-duty," Xiang Yang nodded, and then rang the crisp car bell, "If you don't come up, I won't have time for breakfast."

Fine……

Galoye raised his foot and stepped up.

Xiang Yang put his hands together and wrapped him in his arms.

"By the way, have you had breakfast?"

"No," it's okay not to mention it, but Jia Luoye was a little furious when he mentioned it. In order to wait for him in the morning, he not only refused Ganingchuan's pick-up, but also refused the breakfast made by Sister Wang.

"Okay, I'll take you to eat buns." Xiang Yang kicked his right foot on the ground vigorously, "Let's go!"

Most of the way to the school in the community is downhill. In addition, bicycles are not afraid of any congested roads. They cross the streets and alleys, and they arrive in only 10 minutes.

This is a roadside stall, and the owner is a nearby resident, a local.

The things he sells here are relatively simple, only Xiaolongbao and soy milk.

But his xiao long bao has thin skin and fresh stuffing. I don’t know if it’s [-] pleats or not. Anyway, there are not many people there, but the taste is really good.

Xiang Yang took Jia Luoye to find a table with great difficulty, and it was a table to compete with others. As soon as he sat down, he shouted to a middle-aged man in the room, "Uncle Chen, four drawers of steamed buns, two bowls Soy milk."

"Okay!" Uncle Chen replied, "Come right away."

"The exam starts today," Xiang Yang picked up a tissue and wiped it on the table, "You know that?"

Galoye was shocked: "What, the entrance exam?"

"Well, Jiacheng's tradition," Xiang Yang said, "is the second week of every semester."

Even if you go to school, you still have to take an exam.

You must know that Jia Luoye's coming up to practice this time was a sudden notice from the emperor, and he hadn't made any corresponding preparations before.

As for reading, he was under the supervision of Gu Fu in the underworld, so his eyes were dazed.

Now there is no constraint of Gu Fu on it.even more……

Not to mention the distance, let’s just say that in the last week of class, he basically went fishing to meet Zhou Gong, and he ate more things in his stomach than he listened to the words in his head!No, now I want to eat Xiaolongbao again.

It's really a leaky house and it's raining all night. I'm so upset now, and I just happened to meet the exam!

Thinking of this, Jia Luoye glared fiercely at Xiang Yang who was sitting opposite.

Xiang Yang was taken aback by his stare, "What's wrong? You didn't review?"

Reviewing your sister, it’s all over, so is it appropriate to review? !

Galoye ignored him and was furious.

Just at this time, Uncle Chen's Xiaolongbao was ready. Four drawers of Xiaolongbao, two bowls of soy milk and two small dishes of pickles filled the small wooden table.

Not to mention, this steamed bun is really delicious, much more fragrant than sister Wang's.

Jia Luoye picked up the chopsticks and prepared to wrap it in one bite.

Uncle Chen hurriedly raised his hand to stop it, "Look at you kid, this is filled with soup, you can't eat it like this, be careful it's hot."

Jia Luoye pouted, the room was leaking due to rain all night and then a cold hailstorm, it was difficult to see if breakfast could be eaten.

Xiang Yang looked at it and smiled embarrassedly.

"What are you laughing at?" Jia Luoye rolled his eyes at him.

"It's nothing, I thought of a joke," Xiang Yang said, "Do you want to listen to it?"

Anyway, idle is idle, Jia Luoye put down his chopsticks, glanced at him: "You say."

Xiang Yang lowered his head and drank a bowl of soy milk, then raised his head and said to Jia Luoye: "A long time ago, there was an old man who lived in an inaccessible place. When he opened the door, he saw either mountains or trees. There was no second place. The old man lived here for most of his life without going out. One day, a group of city people who harvested wood came from outside the mountain. The wood here is round, big and straight, so I hired an old man to help transport it together. In the end, the group of people in the city ate small steamed buns with this old man. , some have vegetables and crabs. My ancestors have lived in the mountains and forests for many generations, and I have never eaten this food in my dreams. I quickly asked these people in the city what it is called? These people in the city don’t know that this old man can even walk I didn’t know the steamed buns next to me, and the old man had a crab roe flavor wrapped in his mouth, and his speech was slurred, and he couldn’t hear clearly. He thought he was burned, so he said: “Old man , be careful, be careful, be careful.” When the old man heard this, he thought the xiao long bao was called “be careful”. After returning home, the old man kept saying “be careful”. After being buried in the ground, his son went to the market to buy a few pairs of straw sandals for the old man, but the son walked around the market and asked who, no one knew, and he used strange words. He looked at himself with his eyes, as if he was looking at some baby. The son was anxious, with his father who was about to go to the ground on the one hand, and the "be careful" that could not be found on the other, just as the son was anxiously preparing to cry. When I was a mother, I heard a breakfast seller at the east end of the market say to a woman with a child: "Big freshly baked buns, be careful to be scalded, be careful to be scalded." When I found it, I immediately bought a big sack and went home. The old man lay on the bed and heard that his son had bought "Be Careful" back, and he immediately regained half of his energy, but he opened the sack and saw, no, how did this change, old man After staring at the big freshly baked buns for a long time, I choked out a sentence: "Be careful, be careful, be careful, it's been a year since I saw you, how did you grow so big!""

After hearing this, Jia Luoye chuckled, and his stern face instantly stretched out like a little daisy.

Xiang Yang looked at him and laughed too.

While chatting, the temperature of the steamed buns was about the same.

The two of them wiped out the four drawers of 'be careful with hot' dumplings.

"Is it better?" Xiang Yang asked.

"Yes," Galoye replied with a slight warmth.

"Then get in the car," Xiang Yang pushed the car out, "The bell will ring in half an hour."

"Forget it," Jia Luoye stretched out his hand and rubbed his buttocks, "It hurts."

"Okay, let's go together," Xiang Yang got out of the car, pushed the bicycle and Galoye side by side and walked into the school.

In the morning light, the two of them were like an oil painting, colorful.