Double A sequelae

The exam lasted for two days. On the afternoon after the exam, old man Zheng intercepted the two of them downstairs.

"You go to my place tonight." Old man Zheng's hair is almost completely white, and his back is even more bent. It takes a lot of energy to say a few words, "I have prepared meals. You have just finished the exam, so I will give you strength."

"No," Qi Jue said, "my tablemate and I will go out to eat together."

"No, there is no nutritious meal I cook outside, I must go tonight!"

The old man was very stubborn, and the two of them couldn't get rid of it, so they could only agree.

The evening self-study get out of class was over, and the dusk was getting darker. When Qi Jue and Jian Fan arrived, the old man was already busy, and the girl from the previous few days, Shi Feifei, was helping.

"Let me move it," Qi Jue walked over and took the table from old man Zheng, "Where is Ann? Grandpa Zheng."

"I'm old, I can't move it anymore." Mr. Zheng hammered his back a few times, pointed to the peach blossom tree beside him, and said in a hoarse voice, "Let's put it there, it's cool and the scenery is good."

Hearing this, Qi Jue moved the table and walked in front, while Jian Fan held the bench behind him, raised his toes lightly, kicked him, and said, "What are you dawdling about, go quickly."

Today's evening wind was very gentle, blowing the broken hair on Qi Jue's forehead, he turned his head in the night, and said with some grievances: "Shen."

"Is it heavy?" Jian Fan glanced at the mahogany table that wasn't too big, walked over with a frown, put the bench on it again under Qi Jue's hopeful gaze, and said mockingly, "Qi Xiaoba can't do it. "

"No?" The weight in Qi Jue's hand suddenly sank, and he raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and seeing that old man Zheng and the others didn't pay attention to this side, he lowered his voice and said, "Brother Jue will let you try it tonight and see if it works. no."

shameless.

Jian Fan looked at this man's face and thought quietly.

He snorted coldly, didn't speak, turned around and walked back. Qi Jue was behind him, and said with a smile: "At the same table, won't you help me move it?"

"Move by yourself," Jian Fan gave him a cold look, "I want to see if brother Jue can do it."

Qi Jue: "..."

Old man Zheng prepared a rich meal, touched a bottle of white wine in his hand, looked at the three students with cloudy eyes, and asked, "Would you like some drink?"

Jian Fan didn't like to talk, so he just shook his head, while Shi Feifei kept his head down, a little absent-minded, wondering if he heard what Old Man Zheng said clearly.

"No," Qi Jue is a familiar person, as long as he wants to, he can chat with anyone, "We are good students and don't drink."

Jian Fan squinted at him, and said coldly: "Then, good student, before you say this, can you put down the cigarette in your hand first?"

Qi Jue's addiction to smoking started in his freshman year of high school. At that time, he was depressed. At that time, Song Yu was afraid that something would happen to his brother, so he asked him to use cigarettes to relieve his worries.

When I first started smoking, I choked him, but that feeling was not bad, at least it would let him know that he was still alive.

Then, I never quit.

"Ah," Qi Jue glanced at his hands, "I'm sorry, I'm used to it, it's a conditioned reflex."

Jian Fan doesn't like the smell of hearing the words, it seems that he should quit smoking.

Perhaps it was the falling flowering period, and a layer of pink petals spread on the ground. Jian Fan ate a few mouthfuls of vegetables, put down his chopsticks, and thought for a moment before opening his mouth: "Grandpa Zheng, I dug it under the tree that day..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but old man Zheng already understood that his wine glass was already low, so he poured himself another glass and said calmly, "Well, the test result came out, it's Xiaowei."

Jian Fan suddenly didn't know what to say, he never comforted others, even the tongue of Qi Jue, who was always talkative, seemed to be tied up, and he was speechless for a long time.

"I'm fine," Old Man Zheng said comfortingly, "Xiaowei has been found, and my worries will be put aside."

Although it is a corpse, it can be regarded as an explanation.

He looked at the peach blossom forest and said suddenly: "Grandpa is leaving. Go home, that's where Xiaowei grew up. The three of you are doing well in school."

"By the way, help grandpa guard this Taoyuan. This is also my seven years of hard work and sustenance."

Shi Feifei, who had been silent all night, finally heard something. She raised her head, muttered her lips a few times, and finally said: "Well, we will definitely hold on. Then Grandpa Zheng, take care, and I will visit you when I am on vacation."

Qi Jue said: "There is also me at the same table."

Just as he was talking, the parrot seemed to sense the atmosphere, and flew over from the depths of the forest. It circled with flapping wings, and finally stopped on the table, pecking a peanut with its red beak.

Old man Zheng's eyes were slightly red, and the hand holding the cup was trembling, "Okay, okay, okay."

"Good, good, good," the parrot imitated the old man's words, "good sir."

……

The original atmosphere was completely destroyed by the parrot's roars. Jian Fan looked at the parrot with a slumped face. Qi Jue patted its head with his hands and said awkwardly: "Shut up."

Of course the parrot was not happy about being hit on the head. It fluttered its wings and tried to peck Qi Jue's head, but was grabbed by a pair of plain white hands, and said rather reproachfully: "Bitch, don't make trouble."

Parrot:"……"

After all, this feeling is wrongly paid.

"You little thing, you still want to bite me." Seeing Jian Fan stop the parrot, Qi Jue was agitated, then looked at it secretly and said, "See how I can fix you."

Jian Fan released the parrot not long after catching it, and after listening to Qi Jue's words, he said helplessly, "Don't make trouble either."

Old man Zheng was getting drunk, and now his head was a little dizzy, and the parrot in front of him became a double image, and he said in surprise: "Hey, this parrot is raised by you, no, why is there an extra one."

Qi Jue nodded vaguely. Before Jian Fan's accident, the parrot had been kept in his dormitory, so Jian Fan was the parrot's owner.

"Well," Jian Fan looked at the parrot and said, "The two of us raised it together."

……

When Shi Feifei returned to the dormitory, the lights had already been turned off, and her roommate had already fallen asleep.

Her bed was on the upper bunk, she took off her shoes and tiptoed onto the bed, still making a little movement so carefully.

"Damn it," the roommate on the lower bunk was woken up, "you can't fucking move a little slower." She turned over and said impatiently, "I don't know how to find that wild man at such a late hour , As expected, it’s still a shame, it’s really shameless to dare to come to school after being slept by someone.”

Shi Feifei didn't refute, she went to bed silently, and when she covered herself with the quilt, she opened her eyes and looked towards the roof.

It was dark there, because of long-term rain leakage, one corner was stained black by ink.

He Jianbai was arrested, this matter is over, but Shi Feifei did not expect that this is just the beginning.

Friends and classmates around her began to stay away from her intentionally or unintentionally. Even Fa Xiao, who had been playing with her since she was a child, was forcibly refused by her parents.

"You are not allowed to associate with that girl from the Shi family again," the middle-aged woman's voice came through the wooden door, "Look at her charming appearance, she knows how to seduce men at such a young age."

Shi Feifei stood outside the door and left expressionlessly. Since then, she never knocked on the door of Fa Xiao's house, because she knew that the relationship between the two of them was over.How could her broken porcelain be placed on the same shelf as this intact porcelain.

She is broken.

……

Today is Friday again.

The weather was getting hotter and hotter, Qi Jue threw the ball to Song Yu, and sat next to Jian Fan's shoulders.

With the book in his hand, Jian Fan raised his eyelids to look at Qi Jue, handed him the mineral water on the ground, and turned his gaze back to the textbook.

"At the same table," Qi Jue was sweating a little on his forehead, and the hair on his forehead was covered by the back of his head, revealing his deep eyes.He said, "What do you do for the weekend?"

Jian Fan picked up the page and said, "Study in the dormitory."

"Come on, just finished the exam, relax," Qi Jue took a sip of half a bottle of water, wiped the water stains on his lips and said, "Come back to my house with me."

Jian Fan refused coldly: "No."

"Yes!" Qi Jue said, "My study is big and spacious. You can find all the information you want, and there is also Brother Jue's love breakfast."

"Heh," Jian Fan closed the book, stood up, looked at him mockingly and said, "Is the love breakfast ordering takeaway?"

……

When Lao Yu entered the class with his textbooks in his arms, the class was in a mess. He pushed his glasses, clapped his hands and said, "Quiet, students!"

"I have a good news and a bad news, which one do you want to hear?"

The students in the classroom raised their heads lazily, with expressions of no interest, and no one bought his account.

Old Yu was not disturbed by this, and said to himself: "Then let me tell you the good news first. The good news is that the school specially holds a cultural performance next Friday in order to let you relax. There will be no classes for the whole day."

"what?"

As soon as he heard that there was no need for class, the students finally became interested, "Old Yu, what about the bad news?"

"The bad news is that the program of each class will be decided by lottery," Lao Yu said with a little embarrassment, "You know, I've always been unlucky."

Qi Jue wanted to know what program made Lao Yu make such an expression, so he shouted from the back row: "Old Yu, what did you catch?"

The whole class booed together: "Yes, Lao Yu, what is it?"

Lao Yu scratched his hair and said, "It's just dancing."

The students in the class thought it was okay when they heard it, and they were even a little excited.

Hip-hop is super cool.

"It's okay, Old Yu," Feng Tingting said, "We like to dance."

Old Yu added: "Dance for two."

The whole class: "..."

However, some boys reacted quickly, thinking happily that they could dance with the girls in the class.

It will be even better if you get a girl you like as your dance partner.

Several boys said: "Pas de deux is also fine."

"However, there are more boys than girls in our class," Lao Yu continued to stab, "so, I'm afraid that when we divide, we will have to wrong two male students to work together."

"Ah—oh my god, shut up, Lao Yu."

The boys at get off work were really upset. The thought of dancing pas de deux with boys gave goosebumps all over their bodies, and they all complained loudly. Some smart ones had already started looking for girls as partners.

Jian Fan was reading a book and was not interested in these things. Qi Jue was excited when he heard it, straightened his hair, turned around and gave Jian Fan a gentleman's salute, and said softly, "At the same table, may I have the honor to be yours?" Dance partner?"