SAYE

Due to the extremely improper attitude of watching the movie, after the two of them took out a small pack of about ten wet wipes from the movie city, checked their clothes repeatedly, and wiped their hands clean, the two of them did not agree with this movie. The screams seem to run through the ghost movie, which is completely incomprehensible.

"Why is this woman..." Gu Fei took a small plastic bag to pack the messy papers in, and asked in a low voice, "Hey, is this the same woman as before?"

"... Which woman?" Jiang Cheng asked.

"Just... How many girls are there?" Gu Fei looked at the screen.

"Probably three, this one should be the orphan that the person mentioned earlier." Jiang Cheng estimated and guessed.

"Who said she was an orphan?" Gu Fei asked.

"...you can play mentally retarded love elimination, or else," Jiang Cheng glanced at him, "we stay behind, so we won't be able to influence others."

Gu Fei laughed: "What do you think of me? Do you understand?"

"No," Jiang Cheng said, "But you see, I didn't intend to ask you."

Gu Fei smiled and took a sip of his drink: "Is there really infrared monitoring?"

"I'm really not sure about this," Jiang Cheng looked at the surrounding walls, and whispered in a very low voice, "I used to read a post on Tianya, and everyone was talking about what they did while watching the movie. It's about people, but suddenly came out and personally replied, the projectionist told you, we can see everything you did in the monitoring room, and the monitoring is all infrared... I feel that this is for the person in the post... and I left a deep shadow."

"It also makes sense," Gu Fei leaned into his ear and whispered, "Look, it's so dark, if you use ordinary surveillance, you won't be able to capture anything."

"Sit down." Jiang Cheng sat up straight.

"Okay." Gu Fei also sat up straight.

Watching the movie together where the plot has gone to nowhere.

And it lasted until the end.

When the lights in the projection hall were turned on, Jiang Cheng quickly lowered his head to check whether there were any unsightly marks left on the bodies of the two people, and checked whether there were any missing pieces of paper on the ground before standing up.

For some reason, looking at the couples walking out with their arms around each other, Jiang Cheng felt that there were four words "I'm not satisfied" written on their faces.

A person with a guilty conscience sees everyone as himself. by Jade Emperor

"Look at the back of my trousers." Jiang Cheng turned his back to Gu Fei with some anxiety, "Are there any traces?"

"You..." Gu Fei sighed, "What angle can you shoot in the back?"

"Get lost, uncle!" Jiang Cheng turned around angrily, and pulled Gu Fei up, "Go! Cripple!"

Gu Fei took two steps over the passage, and suddenly turned into a one-legged jump.

"Damn it." Jiang Cheng looked forward and found that the inspector at the door had come in and was standing beside the wheelchair waiting, "This is the service."

"Next time, I will lend you this set," Gu Fei said, "You can also feel it."

"There's nothing to feel about it. If I want to feel it, I have to feel that you carried me up that mountain you mentioned." Jiang Cheng smiled.

"Okay, let's go someday, and I'll carry you up." Gu Fei said.

When it comes to dating, I don't know what the process is. Anyway, after coming out of the movie theater, the two of them were going to find a place to eat, but it was still a little early, so they sat on the square.

The square is very lively, there is an event held by some real estate, there are many people, some sing, some dance, and there are catwalks.

"I saw the photo you posted on Moments before." Jiang Cheng looked over there, "Is it taken here? It's the one where the two aunts are grabbing a fan."

Gu Fei laughed, took out his phone, flipped through it, and handed it to him: "You mean this one?"

"Yeah," Jiang Cheng nodded, "When was this filmed?"

"Last summer, right here," Gu Fei said, "It all ended up fighting."

"Damn, how did you solve it in the end?" Jiang Cheng asked.

"An old man came over and broke the fan in half, and gave half to each of them." Gu Fei said.

Jiang Cheng laughed for a long time, then sighed after thinking about it: "What's there to grab for a fan?"

"There are all kinds of people." Gu Fei took out a cigarette and lit it, "If you sit here for a day, everyone can see it."

"Do you always watch?" Jiang Cheng looked at the people coming and going in the square.

"Well, it looks different from the camera." Gu Fei stretched out his left hand in front of him, making half a frame between his thumb and index finger, "Try it."

Jiang Cheng paused, and looked around. No one noticed them in particular, so he stretched out his right hand, and his thumb and index finger made half a frame to meet Gu Fei's fingers.

"In this way, you will see different people without so much interference." Gu Fei moved his hand slowly, and when he stopped, his fingers framed a girl who was looking at the stage in a daze, "Is it a passerby?" ? Or a fan? Or just in a daze?"

Jiang Cheng didn't speak.

"Who is looking at me when I look at you," Gu Fei sang softly, "If you rub shoulders in your eyes, it doesn't matter if you miss it..."

"What song?" Jiang Cheng asked, the melody was unfamiliar, but the brisk jumping was quite pleasant.

"It's nothing," Gu Fei smiled, "I sang it casually."

Jiang Cheng was stunned, then turned to look at him: "Where's the lyrics?"

"Just think about it," Gu Fei said, "I can make up [-] words for you casually."

Jiang Cheng smiled and didn't speak any more, followed Gu Fei's finger, looking at the person who was slowly passing by the frame of his finger.

This side of Gu Fei is hidden so deeply that Jiang Cheng often forgets that he is actually a sensitive and meticulous person, even somewhat literary.

Because Gu Fei is a cripple after all, and he is still a cripple who walks like flying on the street, so after they finished the "bystander" activity in the square, they didn't go too far, and had lunch at the snack street next to the square.

I don't know if it's because I just had a boyfriend today, and I was overly excited while watching a movie. They didn't eat much early for lunch.

"I'll go back to the Fried Rice Cakes to pack something when I get back later," Gu Fei said, "I'm sure I'll be hungry in the afternoon."

"Why don't we eat fried rice cakes in a while." Jiang Cheng thought of the taste of fried rice cakes that day, and suddenly felt a little hungry.

"That's fine," Gu Fei thought for a while, "Actually..."

"Actually, we don't need to eat here at all," Jiang Cheng looked at him, "right?"

"That's right," Gu Fei laughed, "Hey, this IQ has caught up to nine days."

When riding a bicycle and taking Gu Fei back, Jiang Cheng kept thinking about it, and when he got back, he would go directly to the fried rice cake house and eat fried rice cakes.

and then?

Go back to each house?

Or... Let Gu Fei go to his place?

What are you doing there?

When he thinks of this, he will suddenly feel embarrassed. In fact, he doesn't necessarily have to do something with Gu Fei. Of course, if he does do something, it's normal and it's not that he hasn't done it before. But the key is that his main purpose is not It's not about doing something and I've already done it in the cinema...

I always feel that if the words "go to my place for a while" are said, there will be an ambiguity that must be crooked and unexplainable.

...What a mess!

The old man is so hypocritical!

"Will you go to my place after eating rice cakes in a while?" Jiang Cheng turned his head to the side and asked.

"Yeah," Gu Fei still nodded his head against his back, "I just want to borrow your homework and let me copy it."

"Are you really unable to write or don't want to write?" Jiang Cheng was a little speechless, "I don't think you can't write your midterm exam papers at all. I thought you had to take the bottom of the grade."

"Too lazy to write." Gu Fei smiled.

Jiang Cheng originally wanted to say something more, but after thinking about it, he still didn't open his mouth.

Gu Fei's calm answer made him feel that it was superfluous to say anything, and he didn't want to chatter back and forth like Lao Xu. Most importantly, maybe he was also sensitive, and he always felt that Gu Fei's tone was full of helplessness and unwillingness. Too much discussion on this issue is flat.

"Let's go to the store first. Someone delivered the goods today. My mother doesn't know if she understands it or not." Gu Fei said again.

"Okay." Jiang Cheng responded.

When Jiang Cheng arrived at the store entrance, Jiang Cheng stopped the car, propped his legs on the ground, and returned to the steel factory site. Gu Fei's acting skills came online immediately, and it took at least five seconds to get off the back of the bicycle.

"Did you act too much?" Jiang Cheng looked back at him.

"It hurts." Gu Fei frowned.

"Damn," Jiang Cheng suppressed a smile, "I'm about to cry."

"Put the car down and help me." Gu Fei was still very devoted.

Jiang Cheng leaned the car against the wall, came over to help him into the shop, and just as he lifted the curtain, he heard a familiar voice shouting, "What's wrong with Gu Fei?"

Jiang Cheng and Gu Fei were stunned at the door at the same time, staring at Lao Xu who was standing in front of the cash register.

"Hey!" Gu Fei's mother who was standing behind the cashier also yelled, "Did you fall or did you fight?"

"It fell." Gu Fei said.

"Broken?" Old Xu came over, "Is it serious?"

"It's not serious." Gu Fei glanced at Lao Xu, "Why are you here?"

"Ms. Xu is here to visit." Gu Fei's mother took a chair and came over, "You sit down quickly, you didn't tell me when your legs are like this, and you are still running around."

Gu Fei sat down and didn't speak.

Old Xu kicked here, and Jiang Cheng felt that the fried rice cakes would not be finished for a while, and Li Baoguo even looked for Old Xu that day... He felt that he should get out of the way before Old Xu noticed him and reacted.

But just as he turned around and lifted the curtain to leave, Old Xu had already called his name: "Jiang Cheng! I happen to be looking for you too."

"Ah." Jiang Cheng didn't answer, but firmly lifted the curtain at the door with his hands.

"Wait for me for a while, I'll finish chatting with Gu Fei's mother, let's chat." Old Xu said.

Jiang Cheng didn't speak.

"Wait for me," Old Xu said again, "Wait for me."

Jiang Cheng sighed. Old Xu's tone made him really unable to forcibly walk away, so he could only respond with a somewhat depressed voice.

Old Xu and Gu Fei's mother went to the backyard, and he took a stool and sat beside Gu Fei.

As soon as he sat down, Old Xu walked back into the store again: "Gu Fei, tell me what's going on with this leg later?"

"It fell," Gu Fei said, "I drove the motorcycle too fast and flipped over."

"Is it serious?" Old Xu walked up to him and looked at him.

"It's okay." Gu Fei retracted his legs a little out of habit.

"Don't move," Lao Xu waved his hands and straightened his waist. "Please take a few days off and stay in bed."

"...Oh." Gu Fei nodded.

Old Xu sighed and went to the backyard.

"Why is Lao Xu here?" Jiang Cheng whispered.

"He goes there almost every month," Gu Fei said, "The focus is on my family, and Wang Xu and the others."

"I'm really not afraid of being tired." Jiang Cheng frowned. Old Xu was indeed quite dedicated to his work. "I guess he's going to tell me about Li Baoguo again soon."

"It should be, besides Li Baoguo, you have nothing to worry about." Gu Fei smiled.

"Li Baoguo went to school a while ago, and I didn't know what to say to Lao Xu at the door." Jiang Cheng stretched his legs a little irritably, "What the hell is he trying to do!"

Gu Fei didn't speak, and reached out to pat his leg: "Listen to what Old Xu has to say in a while, don't bother, it's nothing more than going home or not, son or son."

"Yeah." Jiang Cheng glanced over to the backyard and scratched Gu Fei's hand.

"Tell me after chatting with Lao Xu, let's go eat fried rice cakes." Gu Fei said.

"I can't eat anymore, I have no appetite." Jiang Cheng said.

"Then watch me eat," Gu Fei said, "I have an appetite."

"Damn." Jiang Cheng smiled.

Lao Xu chatted with Gu Fei's mother for more than ten minutes in the backyard, and then returned to the store.

"Teacher Xu, take the box of milk and go back." Gu Fei's mother carried the box of milk, "Thanks for your hard work."

"No, no, no, no..." Lao Xu Yitong waved his hand, "This is what should be done, it's within my scope of work, don't be so polite, I'm very happy if parents can cooperate with my work."

"If you cooperate, I will definitely cooperate," Gu Fei's mother said while continuing to stuff milk into Lao Xu's hands, "Mr. Xu, you..."

"Mom," Gu Fei stood up and stopped him, "I'll take Teacher Xu's home tomorrow."

"That's all right." Gu Fei's mother nodded.

"It's really unnecessary, it's really unnecessary," Old Xu waved at Jiang Cheng as he walked out, "Jiang Cheng, come here, let's go out and sit."

Jiang Cheng stood up and glanced at Gu Fei. Gu Fei smiled at him and gestured for a phone call.

Jiang Cheng nodded, turned around and followed Old Xu out.

Old Xu was walking ahead, and he followed behind, without speeding up to follow.

Although, as Gu Fei said, even talking about Li Baoguo's affairs is not a big deal, it's nothing more than his refusal to go back, but the good mood that was originally good this morning was still ruined.

If it wasn't for Gu Fei's smile at the end, he really wanted to turn his head and quietly get rid of Lao Xu.

"Let's go to the front and drink tea." Old Xu turned around and said.

"Drinking tea?" Jiang Cheng was quite surprised. As far as this street was concerned, the number of times he came here was not infrequent. Although he didn't take a closer look each time, after all, they were all small and disgraced shops, but he was basically sure that there would be no The tea room is such a relaxing place.

"Don't you like tea?" Old Xu smiled, "That's right, young man, I was quite surprised when Gu Fei brought me here for tea for the first time, this kid still drinks tea."

"Ah." Jiang Cheng was surprised again.

He only knew that Gu Fei liked to put lemons in his water, but he didn't know that Gu Fei also drank tea.

He suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

He didn't know what Old Xu knew!

Old Xu knew that it was not a good bird, did Li Yan know, did Ding Zhuxin know, did Wang Xu know...

Jiang Cheng clicked his tongue softly.

Gee.

This place for drinking tea was a disgraced tea shop, Jiang Cheng passed by more than once, so he didn't notice it.

In fact, it is not a special tea room. There is only a small tea table by the window, which sells tea. If you want to drink tea, you can just buy it and brew it.

Old Xu asked for a pot of green tea, and the two of them sat down. Jiang Cheng remained silent, a little distracted, and only when Old Xu poured him a cup of tea did he come back to his senses, a little embarrassed: "Thank you, Mr. Xu."

"Are you satisfied with this midterm exam?" Old Xu asked.

"That's it." Jiang Cheng said.

"According to the level of No. [-] Middle School, it is already very good," Lao Xu said as he opened his bag, "But I looked at it, and except for the three subjects with full marks, a lot of points were deducted for other subjects , it doesn't count the points you get deducted for your ugly handwriting..."

"Just tell me this?" Jiang Cheng said, "On this topic in the final exam, I can get No.2 more than [-] points."

"You boy," Lao Xu smiled, pulled out a folder from his bag and put it in front of him, "This is the paper I asked a friend to get from you, but I don't know anyone in the middle school, so I found it. It’s a paper from No. [-] Middle School, and it’s all about the same level of difficulty…”

Jiang Cheng was stunned.

"If you have time, you can do it by yourself," said Old Xu. "I'll ask the teacher to judge the paper for you after I finish it. What do you think?"

Jiang Cheng never expected that Old Xu would do this. He lowered his head and opened the file folder. Inside was indeed a large pile of papers from various subjects.

"Boss Xu, you..." He stared at the paper, not knowing what to say.

"It should be," said Old Xu, "I have been in No. [-] Middle School for so many years, and this is the first time I have encountered such a good seed like you. Of course, I have to do my best."

"Thank you." Jiang Cheng fastened the folder.

"There is one more thing I want to say, and you probably guessed it," Lao Xu said, "I know you don't want to talk about the situation of your family, so I don't ask too much, but I'm afraid that you will affect the situation." study, so I still hope that you can..."

"What did Li Baoguo ask you for?" Jiang Cheng looked up at Old Xu.

"I didn't say anything, I just said you weren't going home," Old Xu sighed, "He also said that he was sick... Jiang Cheng, I can understand that you don't go home, but I still hope you can talk to him about it." talk, or..."

"I see." Jiang Cheng said.

Old Xu didn't say any more, and sighed again: "I really can't imagine that Li Baoguo can have such a son."

Jiang Cheng glanced at him.

"Li Hui, his eldest son," Lao Xu said, waving his hands, "He was also my student before, hey, he is simply not good enough, not good enough."

Jiang Cheng smiled, and although he was very reluctant to ask, he still asked, "What's wrong with him?"

"It's about the lungs. He also spoke vaguely." Old Xu said.

"Oh." Jiang Cheng frowned. Li Baoguo smoked and drank constantly every day, and coughed from morning to night. He was not surprised at all if he had a lung problem.

But what is this "lung problem"?

Old Xu didn't talk as much as usual today, after he finished talking, he drank two cups of tea and let Jiang Cheng go.

"I'll leave after drinking," Old Xu said, "You go back first, your father...you should communicate with Li Baoguo."

"Well," Jiang Cheng stood up, picked up the folder, and bowed to Old Xu, "Thank you, Mr. Xu."

"Hey," Old Xu probably never met a student who gave him such a big gift, so he quickly stood up and bowed to him, "Go back, go back."

Jiang Cheng turned around and walked out of the tea room... no, the tea shop.

When walking slowly towards Gu Fei's shop, he took out his mobile phone and called Gu Fei.

"Is it over?" Gu Fei answered the phone.

"Well," Jiang Cheng said, "Can you leave there?"

"Fried rice cakes?" Gu Fei asked.

"Must." Jiang Cheng said.

"Then come and help me." Gu Fei said.

Jiang Cheng used to help Lame Gu out of the shop, then used his bicycle to bring him to the fried rice cakes, and then helped him into the shop to sit down.

"I really enjoy it," Gu Fei smiled, "I used to lie on the bed by myself when I had a broken bone or something, and no one took me out to eat."

"That's because you don't have a broken bone now, okay?" Jiang Cheng looked down at the menu and was about to order another cold dish. He glanced twice and then raised his head abruptly, "Have you broken many times?"

"Not many times," Gu Fei said, "Three or four times, it's not serious, I just said it to make you feel bad."

"Damn," Jiang Cheng stared at him, and a few seconds later he suddenly pressed one hand on his chest, and the other propped the wall next to him, frowned, and said with difficulty, "Okay... Okay, it hurts...I can, maybe not...It's okay..."

"I...fuck," Gu Fei was startled by him first and wanted to stand up, but after realizing it, he laughed so hard that he couldn't hold his teacup, "Your acting skills are really awesome, I almost hit 120 gone."

"We have a lot of mastery skills, so you don't have to feel inferior." Jiang Cheng put away his posture and continued to look at the menu. He didn't have the nerve to tell Gu Fei that with this expression, when he brushed his teeth, he looked in the mirror and said nothing. Once you come here, you've already reached the top of your game.

After eating rice cakes, his stomach was really full, and he kept rubbing his stomach while riding while taking Gu Fei to the rental house.

When he got downstairs, Gu Fei got out of the car and waited for him to help him. He looked around and found no one, so he went straight into the corridor: "Are you still addicted?"

Gu Fei followed with a smile.

As soon as Jiang Cheng opened the door, Gu Fei hugged him from behind, and rubbed against his ear: "I just ate fried rice cakes, so I won't kiss you anymore."

"Ah," Jiang Cheng smiled, "I also ate kimchi..."

"Change it to rub." Gu Fei hooked the door with his foot, closed the door, and pushed him to the bedroom, rubbing against his shoulder while walking, "You smell like fried rice cakes all over you."

"Fuck," Jiang Cheng elbowed him, "Get lost."

"It's okay, I can still make do with it." Gu Fei touched him twice more.

When Jiang Cheng turned around, he tripped over the bed next to him. Gu Fei took advantage of the situation to press over him, and the two of them fell on the bed.

"Damn it, this bed is made of wood!" Jiang Cheng thumped the bed with his hands, "If you push harder, the two of us can directly hit the ground."

Gu Fei smiled without saying a word, lowered his head and kissed the side of his neck, then lay down on him, buried his face in the hollow of his shoulder and did not move.

Neither of them moved anymore, they just stood still.

Gu Fei could hear Jiang Cheng's breathing, and he could also feel his pulse beating gently on his neck.

Somewhat miraculously, in this alone space, in this state of two people embracing each other tightly, he didn't have any fantasies.

I just feel very comfortable, I just want to stay like this all the time, it's okay to be in a daze, or fall asleep.

"Hey," Jiang Cheng reached into his clothes and rubbed his waist, "I found that you are much heavier than you look."

"Can't you breathe?" Gu Fei asked.

"I can hold on for another minute," Jiang Cheng said.

Gu Fei smiled, turned over and lay down next to him.

"Will you copy your homework later?" Jiang Cheng turned his face to look at him.

"Well," Gu Fei also turned his face, "What about you?"

"I'm going to do a test set," Jiang Cheng said, "Old Xu actually found a set of papers for me. It turns out that we have papers from No. [-] Middle School."

"...Damn," Gu Fei was a little surprised, "Old Xu is really..."

"Actually, Pan Zhi found the papers for me, and I did them all," Jiang Cheng said, "But I still have to do what Old Xu does."

"Yeah." Gu Fei sat up.

"Help me watch the time." Jiang Cheng got off the bed and sat down at the desk next to the bed, "Sit down..."

"I'll copy the homework after you finish writing the paper." Gu Fei leaned against the bed and looked at him, "You write."

"Then what are you doing?" Jiang Cheng reached out and touched the tip of his nose.

"I will invigilate the exam." Gu Fei said.

Jiang Cheng didn't speak any more, he took a set of papers and lowered his head to read them.

Gu Fei glanced at the time, counted the time for Jiang Cheng, then tilted his head and looked at him quietly.

Jiang Cheng has a skill that he admires very much, that is, one-second devotion, from the second he looks down at the paper, everything around him seems to disappear.

Gu Fei had never seen this kind of state in anyone around him, including Yi Jing.

Jiang Cheng was indeed special, different from anyone else.

Different from anyone.

Gu Fei closed one eye, and the other eye looked at Jiang Cheng's profile from the circle formed by his hands.

At the moment when the pen was written, the aura wrapped around him that attracted attention unconsciously was full of pride, a proud pride.