I also want to pull wool today

This summer, it doesn't seem to be too bad.

A lot of peaches are delicious, and there is a layer of crispy peach juice on the outside.

"Kaz Kaz..." The crispy skin is much milder than ice cubes, and the ice is still caught after a sudden bite.

White tea sits on the swing under the grape trellis—it was a handmade gift from my grandfather.

Grandpa Bai came out of the small kitchen and turned his back to his wife to peel off a piece of strawberry jelly candy. The heat melted the candy a little: "Summer candy should also be put in the refrigerator to freeze!"

"Grandpa!"

"Hey! Grandpa is here!" Grandpa Bai put another piece of soft candy in his pocket, which was brought by his grandson.Feed it to my wife at night, and now I disturb my wife's happiness of cooking, and I may be scolded by her.

"Crack!" Another mouthful of crispy skin: "When will the grapes be ripe?"

"It's not sweet at the beginning of August, but after a while, it will be sweet!"

"Oh, how long is it after a while?"

"Well..." Grandpa approached the grape shelf and looked at the grapes: "It may be a bit sour now, shouldn't you stay at home for a month and a half? Don't tell grandpa that you and your brother are leaving early!"

"No, no, no!" The little boy with an ice cream in his mouth waved his hand: "I met a, uh, a new friend today. His family invited me to eat watermelon, and I was thinking that I should invite them to try ours too." grapes."

"Grandpa, can you?"

"Of course you can!"

The vines are wrapped around the wooden frame, and maybe they will be wrapped around the swing in the future.

The grapes are half ripe and the sweetness is just right.

When it is cooked, you should like it too.

"Beep beep..." is the horn of the car.

"Acha!"

"Brother!" Baicha turned around immediately when he heard the voice, and flopped down on the back of the swing. He saw the window of the car on the opposite side of the rice field rolled down: "Brother! Grandpa and grandma bought us ice cream, and I'll freeze it for you!"

----September 9, Lin's House in Cheng'an City

Light, perhaps warm, pours on the branches and leaves covered with water vapor through the net woven by the mist.Lin Zicheng opened the blinds, it rained last night, the concrete floor outside the house was wet.

"Ha Chirp!" The cool wind blew over, and he sneezed solidly.

"Knock, knock, knock..." There were continuous knocks on the door, and it was his mother who said, "Son! You're going to be late, why don't you be so unreasonable on the first day of school!"

He just reacted.

Oops, what time is he still blowing here!

The boy is like the wind, passing through the clouds, and the figure passing by on a bicycle brings a gust of wind and a coolness.

Lin's mother poked her head out of the window, holding a wooden spatula in her hand: "Breakfast!"

"Hmm!" Lin Zicheng stopped at the corner and looked back at his mother, shaking his head to signal that he had bread in his mouth.Then take out the milk from the basket to indicate that the package is complete.

"Okay, hurry up, you don't need to introduce yourself if you're late! Also, don't shake your head with the bread in your mouth, and don't say it's my son when you go out, you're too stupid!"

"Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow!"

He said, got it, Mom.

Mother Lin returned to the kitchen and brought out egg and tomato noodles: "Lin Youzhi, take care of your son, daredevil of the universe!"

Mr. Lin folded the newspaper with a sense of ritual. He tilted his head to look at his wife, and took the breakfast noodles: "Our son, let's go crazy together. It's his first time as a child, and it's also our first time as parents, right?"

Mother Lin took off the red plaid apron and hung it lightly. She looked out of the window again: "If he is really late today, it will be too embarrassing. No, I have to have some confidence in my son."

"Honey, don't eat any more, the noodles will absorb water!"

"Huh? Here we come!"

Whatever, it's him who is embarrassed, not me, right!

Mama Lin closed the window and door neatly.

Lin Zicheng didn't know that on the first day of school, his mother cared less about him than she cared about a bowl of noodles.

When Lin Zicheng rode his bicycle near the school, he slowed down. It would be bad if he hit someone.

Hey, no late, perfect.

The wind is mixed with a faint smell of mint, and the water drops are attached to the boy's shirt corners.

Still growing up, school shirts are a bit wide.

He turned the corner to avoid the fellow students he met.

The car bell that was pulled by the fingertips rang "Dingling ~ Dingling", crisp and ethereal.

"Oh my God, where is the parking space!" After making several big bends, he finally found a narrow space and parked his bicycle.

Looking at the time, it was still early, but fortunately, all the people I met when I went out today were green lights.

After all, it was still late to go out. He was a new batch of high school freshmen, new school, school court and people running around with basketballs, probably seniors.

The sound of basketballs of different weights hitting the ground is unpleasant and noisy. It's not that he doesn't like basketball, it's just like some people don't like the noisy environment early in the morning.

too messy.

Lin Zicheng followed the instructions on the school map to find the direction of his teaching building.

There was a green tin trash can at the corner, and a man with a basketball in his hands was standing there loosely, with his head bowed and pulling something.

Lin Zicheng suddenly didn't want to go there. There must be another way to go to the teaching building, right?Judging from this posture, the other party is probably a cigarette addict.

He doesn't like smoking, lifts his legs and takes a step back

The other party turned around when they heard the sound.

The two looked straight at each other.

"Hey, long time no see..." Lin Zicheng saw the side face and remembered the boy he knew when he was young.His hair was a little longer than the summer before junior high school, tied up with a black rubber band, and his face was a little unnaturally white.

In my memory, the little prince is currently biting a row wrapped in tin foil, which should be something like nutritional powder.

Baicha glanced at him casually, her expression was indifferent and she didn't speak.

"Well, do you want to take out the trash?" the little prince asked, and also took a step back.

"No, no, are you also a freshman of this year?" The two got closer, and Lin Zicheng took a step forward.

"Yeah." White tea is sickly white.

He watched as the other party tore open the package and took the powder bag in his mouth. He was accustomed to ingesting powder, and there was a smell of traditional Chinese medicine in the air.

"you are sick"

"Huh?" Baicha frowned, picked up the mineral water on the steps above the ground, unscrewed it indifferently, took a big gulp, and swallowed the bitter medicine.

He found that Lin Zicheng was still looking at him: "Is there something wrong?"

"No...it's fine."

"What? Then, goodbye?" Bai Cha could only touch the tip of his nose and wave his hand.

Lin Zicheng subconsciously asked, "You still remember me, right?"

"I know, I just don't have any impression."

It was the little prince who turned and left.

Does time change a person?

Don't know, maybe.

Do you have any past that needs to be closed?

Does time change a person?

"I don't know." Lin Zicheng will tell you: "Anyway, I don't believe it."

Only events and experiences change a person.

Baicha met someone again today. He turned around and wanted to walk away, but before he could calm down, he heard hurried footsteps behind him, and he yelled, "Hey, don't run! Wait for me!"

He jumped up before he was about to touch his back, and hooked his shoulders and neck from behind: "It doesn't matter if you don't have an impression! Let's get to know each other again! My name is Lin Zicheng, good morning, classmate Baicha!"

Good morning, former boy.

Bai Cha himself doesn't think so, some things have changed, such as himself, besides, the two of them are not familiar with each other.He was frightened by Lin Zicheng's actions.

"Tsk, let go, let go, let go." The tone was still cold at the beginning.

Who knows that Lin Zicheng hasn't changed, he is indeed still a cheerful person, but now there is a tendency to become a humanoid pendant.While walking with white tea, he dragged his family along.

"It's not loose, we're going to be young, aren't we?"

"Who said that, I haven't seen you for a few years, who made a child with you!" The little prince gradually became irritable.

"No way, it's only been three years! Wouldn't it be enough to come back with a full acquaintance?"

"Who knows you well? I'm half-familiar with you!" The little prince became even more irritable.

"Don't struggle, boy, well, I remember what I said, hurry up, eat sugar, medicine is bitter."

Lin Zicheng took out something and handed it to Bai Cha, and stuffed a small candy into his palm.

I haven't eaten sea salt lemon ice cream. Three years later, the new summer limit is a hard candy with the same taste. "Not too greasy, salty and sweet taste."

He didn't pick up the white tea, he closed his eyes and sighed: "Don't most people leave."

Lin Zicheng turned to him and smiled: "So what, I'm not an ordinary person, I'm your elder brother."

Endurance and patience, there is no need to endure any more, the white tea tore apart the salt and sugar, hesitated for a while and ate it.

Too sweet will make you feel greasy. You don’t need to be too sweet in summer, you just need to be the salt in the ice cubes, that’s enough.

Bai Cha put the candy wrappers into his pockets, and they said in a muffled voice, "Go away, brother."

"Let's go together."

Because there are many reasons, even after three years, he will still pull him up.

-----The old building of Cheng'an Middle School is the third section of the old building, and the corridor of the third and seventh classes of the senior high school.

Chen Ran lay on the railing and looked downstairs at the badminton court, and saw the two new seniors fighting.Just after class, he yawned. He didn't listen to a word of the Chinese class just now.

His friend was thinking about life while holding an ancient book. He had read that book, but it was full of ghostly symbols, so he couldn't understand it.

"Ah Nian, do you think those two kids downstairs look like us? Huh?"

"Do not."

"You didn't even watch it! I protest!" Chen Ran received a negative reply and looked at Gu Nian with his face propped up.

Gu Nian took a deep breath and closed the book: "You don't need to read it." He pointed to the students who were walking to the area of ​​the new teaching building: "The two of them have a story!"

"No, then the two of us have a story too! Let's be honest!"

"Hehe, I don't want to have a cp script with you."

"What? What script?" Chen Ran was stunned, his hearing was very poor recently, he almost reached out to grab Gu Nian's book.

"Tsk, don't, don't, don't touch the demon code."

Ji Yao and Xiong Jin who passed by them gave Chen Ran a sympathetic look.

We don't sympathize with others, but sympathize with him for being stupid and unaware.

"Chen Ran, can you be sober?"

"What, what are you talking about?"

"The two of them are talking about things you don't understand, ah, by the way, I heard that you recently hooked up with a college senior?"

"...No, it's just a game, try it out, it's all right..."

He thought of Ye Liuxing, and felt inexplicably flustered.

The author has something to say:

When the grapes are ripe is a fiction, I don't know anything, thank you for collecting.

Super happy, there are little angels watching our family.

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