river bank, river bank

Years later, commercial streets resumed business one after another.

Bai Sanwo waited at home for another two days, staring at the pile of simulation papers that he had finished brushing, unable to write. He also went through all the questions he could find on the Internet, and the bookstore he frequented opened.

Early in the morning, it was rare for him not to sleep in. He woke up at the same time as Jiang An, took the puppy with him, and rubbed Jiang An casually for more than half an hour, making daily work insignificant.

In the end, the two of them went out to buy the necessities of life - exercise books and simulation papers from all over the country.

Bai San has a good relationship with the owner of the bookstore, and he comes here often, and he can't miss every set of key question books, and sometimes he can give some advice on what to buy.The store owner who was busy looking for books for customers turned around and saw that it was him. As expected, he pointed directly at the corner of the front cabinet.

"That stack, I've prepared it for you. I just arrived in the morning. Do you think there are any left behind?"

Bai San nodded in response, handed the rope holding the puppy to Jiang An, jumped to the front of the cabinet in a few steps, squatted down and leaned over his head, and started flipping through the books.

The brand-new title book exudes the smell of ink. The covers of several kraft papers, and the glossy sides of several red and purple books all reflect the bright white light.

It seems that the mood will improve.

Nine books, enough for a week, Bai San checked all the bosses mentioned before and came back, and wrote down some new practice books on paper.He was holding the scrolls in his arms, as if he was full of precious stones, and when he was about to leave, he turned around and saw Jiang An taking out a collection of poems from the bookshelf, standing tall, and reading carefully.

Bai San lowered his head, pursed his lips, thought for a while, and recognized the work of a nineteenth-century poet.

Perhaps Jiang An prefers this kind of past, complicated and obscure books, and he knows it later.

return trip.

A string of small red lanterns hung from the lamppost, each with auspicious words written in thick black.A lot of light red gun casings were scattered on the ground, and the wind blew away the smell of gunpowder smoke, slowly floating up to the sky.The distance is very far, and the sound of firecrackers suddenly going off outside the alley can be vaguely heard.

Bai San walked in the reflection cast by the side of the wall, two steps slower than Jiang An. He led the little milk dog, looked up at Jiang An, and kicked a small stone with his head down.

"I did a good job today, and I can pay for tomorrow's snacks in advance." Jiang An walked on the other side of the road that was not covered by the reflection, the sunlight fell gently on his shoulders, casting his own shadow.

Bai San let out a muffled "Oh", lowered his head, and followed behind step by step, chasing after Jiang An's shadow.

In the past few days, he has already saved a lot of snacks, so he doesn't need to pay in advance. Besides, he just finished his meal in the morning and his stomach is bulging, so he doesn't feel interested in any food now.

"I'm busy with work for a few days at the end of the month, and it will be much easier next month," Jiang An said, "I have time to stay at home."

Bai San nodded vigorously, still did not speak, and bit his lip while staring at the ground.

Inadvertently, the leash slipped out of his hand, and the little milk dog jumped out, straight into the snowdrift on the side of the road.

Jiang An picked up the end of the leash, pulled it back, sighed, stood on the spot and stared sideways at Bai San, his eyes from top to bottom, stayed for a while, and spoke calmly.

"Want to tell me?"

Hearing this, Bai San, who was in a daze, raised his head, came back to his senses, shook his head decisively, glanced down at Jiang An's poetry collection from the corner of his eye, quickly retracted it, licked his slightly astringent lips, and said dryly, "It's okay."

Jiang An nodded, changed the leash of the little milk dog from his left hand to his right hand, took two steps forward, and held Bai San's hand slightly.

"Look at the road."

His fingertips ran across the palm of his hand, and there was a strange itch.Before Jiang An reminded him to watch the road, Bai San was still a little self-conscious, knowing to raise his head to take a few glances in a daze, so as not to hit the electric pole.

Now he is pampered whenever he is reminded, anyway, Jiang An is there.Bai San raised his head and didn't look at the road, only kept looking at the hand holding him with drooping eyelids.

After a while, when they were standing at the intersection of the street waiting for the red streetlight, Bai San made up his mind after saying that it was all right, rubbed his ears that were flushed by the wind, and tilted his head to look seriously at a snow-covered pine tree beside the road. Inadvertently mentioned.

"Mr. Jiang, do you still have the book I gave you earlier?"

Yes.

In fact, Bai San had already started to suspect that Jiang An didn't like the handwritten copy of "The Little Prince" that he gave him.

Based on his long-term observation, Bai San was sure that Jiang An didn't usually read fairy tales, but mostly philosophical books that would make people drowsy.

Although he knew this in his heart all the time, but when he gave it, he also felt that his gift would be a little different.And it's not a simple "The Little Prince", he has a lot of illustrations on the pages, although it's not very beautiful.

He really realized that Jiang An didn't like his gift very much, and he had to start talking about it a week ago.

Bai San is used to reviewing in the living room after dinner, next to him is a puppy dozing lazily on the soft cushion, and Jiang An is reading a book on the sofa.

It was originally a normal night, and the review was until twelve o'clock. After that, the two went back to their respective rooms to sleep, waiting for the next day as usual.

But at that time, Bai San had just finished brushing a scroll, let go of the pen that was bitten miserably, and collapsed on the back of the chair, ready to rest for 2 minutes and fight again.He picked up the sweet milk at the table, drank it slowly, and slowly moved his eyes from the milk-flavored teething stick hidden under the cushion by the little milk dog to Jiang An, carefully, with a little secret happy.

It is like the sugar you eat after drinking a bowl of bitter Chinese medicine. It is sweet from the fingertips to the tip of the tongue.

Jiang An didn't seem to notice that he was wearing a pair of rimless glasses, and his eyes kept falling on the book in his hand. He read a little slowly, as if every sentence had to jump on the tip of the tongue and fall back to the bottom of his heart, so he had to go through it carefully.

After 2 minutes, he dropped his fingertips and opened a page.

Bai San lay on the table, his chin resting on his arm, thinking casually.So he tilted his neck again, and his eyes fell from the river bank to the title of the book.

It's because he hasn't read it, and it must not be good-looking. The whole article is a specious Zen understanding of life.

It was also at that time that Bai San noticed that Jiang An didn't look at the birthday present he had given, the hand-copied version of "The Little Prince".

Perhaps his gaze was too strong, but Jiang An's gaze was still on the book, unmoved, but he suddenly spoke.

"There is still an hour, four and 10 minutes. Hurry up, it will be enough for you to do two more sets of papers. I will talk about the unfinished ones tomorrow. I have to go to bed at twelve o'clock."

Bai San was caught straight, and suddenly shrank his head, and it took a full 3 minutes before he responded in a low voice.He drew circles on the paper, thinking that Jiang An must be a monster mixed with human beings, with two pairs of eyes besides the one on the surface.

That's why one pair of eyes is reading a book, one pair of eyes is watching the time, and the other pair of eyes is staring at him, knowing his every move.

He didn't say anything more, and when he was reading the last volume, he was still thinking about the hand-copied version of "The Little Prince". The more he thought about it, the more he felt that his idea was correct.

In the past few days, he finished the papers instinctively, and he may not know which questions are wrong when he is doing it.Afterwards, I wanted to be lazy, so I stopped answering the answers and looked directly at the question when I was hesitating.

In his spare time, Jiang An would glance at the test papers he threw aside, and in just these few glances, he found many small flaws that he hadn't noticed.

On the other hand, if Jiang An is interested in his birthday present, turn over the handwritten little prince.Although Bai San copied it from a book, there were a few nights when he fell asleep while copying, lacking concentration and inevitably making mistakes.

But since his birthday, Jiang An didn't mention it, so it can be seen that maybe he didn't even look through it at all, and the few glances he took on his birthday were the biggest concern.

Although it was just a trivial birthday present, it was nothing compared to Jiang An's room full of books.As if all the energy in his body was suddenly emptied, Bai San dropped the pen, picked his finger, picked up the remaining half glass of milk with a weary brow, raised his head, and finished it with a gulp.

The clear glass leaves a cold circular watermark on the table.

That night, Bai San didn't ask about it, he just lay on the bed and went to bed later than usual.

After that, his appetite remained the same. He was picky eaters when he should be picky eaters, and he would eat more if he was coaxed patiently.

The difference is that at night when they were in the living room together, when they were doing their own things, Bai San was silently doing the questions, and when he was writing, he always raised his head unconsciously, and his eyes moved to the book in Jiang An's hand.

Sometimes he reads history books, sometimes law, and sometimes medicine.

After several days in succession, Bai San has never seen that book of "The Little Prince" since his birthday.

One night when there was light snow falling, perhaps it was the habit of taking the puppy out to play with the frequency of three meals a day recently.Suddenly unable to go out due to the weather, I gathered my energy and had nowhere to go, feeling a little crazy.

The little milk dog jumped from the shoe cabinet to the sofa, and jumped from the first floor to the second floor, almost turning into a phantom.Bai San was at a loss, feeling that seven or eight-year-old children were not as annoying as him.

It wasn't until he jumped into the study on the bank of the river and successfully defeated the books all over the wall with a small pile, and watched them fall to the ground one after another, that the little milk dog stopped.

Also smart.

But in two or three seconds, realizing that he had done something bad, the little milk dog tucked its tail, and slid downstairs in a blink of an eye, and got under the sofa, unable to scream.

Bai San returned to the study and stood there in a daze, staring at a pile of books that fell to the ground.

Some hardcover editions are okay, just put the ashes on it, and you can't tell what happened to you at all.It's a pity that there are two ancient books, which are not strong, and they were directly broken into two after being hit by the little milk dog.

With a heavy pot on his back, Bai San tidied up the mess with a sad face, put the good books back on the bookshelf, and took the remaining two books to go to Jiang An to confess his mistake, and then to get the little milk dog out and give him a hard lesson. It feeds a feast of green peppers.

When he left the study, he happened to see Jiang An coming out of the shower and brushing his hair.Seeing that the two precious ancient books were destroyed, he didn't care. He just said that it was snowing below and asked him if he had any windows in the bedroom.

Bai San breathed a sigh of relief, it was a pity that a good book broke into two in the blink of an eye, but Jiang An did not blindly blame and regret raising a puppy as he imagined.

Foolishly, he went back to the bedroom and closed the window, and the little milk dog also saved a big meal of green peppers, although it may not refuse anyone, because it likes to eat all the food.

But Baisan really felt Mr. Jiang's tolerance at that time, and he avoided a quarrel, and he also sincerely thanked Mr. Jiang.

At the same time, he also found that there was no birthday present "The Little Prince" on Jiang An's bookshelf.

It must have been accidentally lost.

In the next few days, eating, going to the bathroom, doing quizzes, and walking the dog, Bai San always had this kind of thought inadvertently in his mind.It is understandable for him who lost his keys, ID card, mobile phone, student ID card, bank card and schoolbag.

It's just a good idea that I've thought of with all my heart, and I've survived a few days in my body, forcing myself to wake up every morning and copy [-] characters before going to sleep, and I finally delivered it with full expectation.

At this time, Bai San followed Jiang An, watching him lead him past bluestone slabs, through the long silent alley, his body was covered with the light of the end of the long day.

He suddenly felt that it was nothing to lose, and he would just copy another volume at the end of next winter.

This time, we have to pick the one Mr. Jiang likes.

"You mean the book The Little Prince?" Jiang An looked at Mu Shu in the distance and pulled his lips slightly.

Bai San let out a slow "huh", thinking about it all day before saying it, and regretting it when he said it.

Why bring it up again, since it has been given away, what to do with it, whether to throw it away or throw it away, is up to the recipient.When he mentioned it, he really made himself uncomfortable.

"Well, it's still there." Jiang An replied.

This time Bai San was really stunned, staring blankly at Jiang An, unable to recover.How could it still be there? If it was still there, how could he not see it? During this period of time, Jiang An didn't take it out to read.

In fact, if you lose it, you lose it, and you don't need false words to comfort you.Bai San came to his senses and was about to speak.

Jiang An seemed to know his doubts, and said with a faint smile: "On my birthday, I opened it and took a look, then put it away, and now I put it in the safe in the bedroom. The strawberry-flavored marshmallows that came with the box It’s still there, and the film that seals the book hasn’t been torn off, it’s too precious to move.”

As if a beautiful dream fell from the sky, Bai San was knocked out, and the air was filled with sweetness.

He didn't hear what Jiang An said later, and the hand he was holding was inadvertently broken, empty, and touched the cold air.

Jiang An, standing behind him, suddenly covered his ears.

When he looked up again, Bai San saw two children lighting firecrackers not far away.

The first sound, carrying a soaring fire.

Silently.

Four months later.

The lush canopy blocks the sunlight, and the edges of the branches and leaves reveal a light green, embracing the whole thin summer wind.

"It's so hot..." Jiang Lele sighed, fanning the sweltering summer wind with one hand, and holding the cold drink she just bought from a small shop against her forehead with the other, still unable to relieve the heat, "Bai San, you Wrapped up like a vampire, isn't it hot?"

Bai San shook his head. Of course it was hot. He tried his best to be calm and cool naturally. He slightly opened his collar a little bit, revealing his pale neck, and three or two small red dots on the neck that were light but very obvious. .

Allergic to ultraviolet rays, I accidentally exposed it to the sun three days ago, and it hasn't recovered until now.

"Oh, it's difficult."

Jiang Lele breathed a sigh of relief again. She wanted to sit on the waiting chair and rest for a while, but just as she put her hand on it to wipe the dust, she felt extremely hot the next second.

Beicheng has been getting hotter and hotter in the past two years. She raised her head and squinted her eyes to look at the sky, and asked lazily, "Then are you nervous?"

Tomorrow is the college entrance examination, as long as you are a normal person, you will be nervous.

Before Bai San could answer, Jiang Lele spoke first, "I don't think you're nervous."

Bai San smiled and asked her why.

"If I didn't know that you were dismissed by the school, I would have thought that you dropped out because you didn't want to be affected by the environment in the class, and it was better to review by yourself. Speaking of which, I regret it very much. I would have known that I was with you at the beginning. After I retire, I can still study quietly at home."

How strange.Baisan took a sip of ice water to cool down, twisted the cap of the bottle, thinking that the durian-flavored sparkling water is not bad, and corrected her thoughts.

"In fact, reviewing at home alone is very blind. I don't know if the direction is right. There is no teacher to tell me where to pay attention. I just keep doing the questions. I won’t pass the test, and I don’t know what everyone is doing, whether I have fallen behind.”

Jiang Lele curled her lips, "Turning around, it's nothing more than those things. There are teachers and classmates at school. I follow everyone to study and have fun after class. I don't feel that I can't keep up. It's still in this range. But you The amount of review I have at home is more than twice that of ours, and even three times that of some people, so what I have accumulated is really completely different."

"What you say is like a blessing in disguise for me," Bai San couldn't laugh or cry, "It is precisely because of this uncertainty that I blindly open and close my eyes to review."

Jiang Lele made a grimace, turned her head and squatted under the bus stop sign, ignoring him, and after a while, she was talking to herself.

"Oh, I really want it too... If I could go back to the day when Bai San dropped out of school last semester, it would be great. I will definitely drop out with me and concentrate on reviewing by myself. It's better than learning and playing with my classmates for a while... Oh my god... ..."

At this moment, Zhao Pangzi, who drank a large bottle of ice water in one gulp, came back with three bottles of ice water, twisted his body and bent down to look at Jiang Lele, "I just left for a while, Did you get heat stroke?"

Jiang Lele glared at him, snorted, but said nothing.Bai San rubbed his nose, looked innocent, and said slowly, "Maybe he was thinking of something good..."

"Ah, so."

For Zhao Pangzi, the good thing Jiang Lele might be thinking about is that the English teacher has assigned a few sets of test papers, but the college entrance examination is about to come, and he is almost liberated, so don't be afraid.

He leaned over, just about to make a fool of himself, when he suddenly remembered something, his hands suddenly came into contact with hot air, and the icy water with a layer of white mist swayed, sticking to the loose blue-gray long-sleeved shirt.

"I just saw it on the wall of the small shop, did you notice, I just walked by."

Bai San's body trembled from the ice, and he took two steps back in an instant, unaccustomed and comfortable, and calmed down, he picked up a bottle of Zhao Pangzi's ice water and stuck it to himself through his shirt, discovering a new use.

Immediately recalling the wall that I had just glanced at in the small store, my eyelids drooped, looking at the light gray stone bricks, "What do you mean?"

Zhao Pangzi snorted, "Just the No. 12 Battlefield Global League, don't you really like playing battlefield, you should know."

At the moment when he uttered "Battlefield", Bai San had a feeling that time was stopped, as if something was about to come, and he even subconsciously felt that what Zhao Pangzi was about to say was like this, without missing a single word, predicting in advance , and seemed to point to him in the dark.

He was overwhelmed, flustered and calm.

That second was infinitely stretched into 1 minute, so long that Jiang Lele turned his head and looked over suspiciously.

Bai San picked his finger, took a half-beat, nodded and admitted, "Well, I just found out about 5 minutes ago."

"Ah?" Zhao Pangzi was stunned for a moment, and then happily bumped his shoulder, "It's a lie, I don't believe it."

Jiang Lele raised her hand, "Me too."

Indeed, if it were Bai San before dropping out last semester, he himself would not believe it.But time is like this, in a blink of an eye, those who missed and gained, they are put in front of them.

It seemed like it was yesterday, but the dagger was gone, and Lin Guangyin also left.Bai San smiled helplessly and shrugged.

When the bus came, Jiang Lele left first. She had just finished watching the examination room. She and Bai San would be in the same school tomorrow, so she just waved her hand and said, "See you tomorrow."

The bus that Jiang Lele wanted to take arrived not long ago, which was the No. 27 bus that Zhao Pangzi wanted to take, and then Bai San saw him off again.

The streets and alleys, the cries of dried fruit shops, the whistle in the rapid and slow traffic flow, the light-colored projections of the wide and narrow car booths on the steaming ground, the summer is long.

Bai San didn't take the bus, he lowered his arms and bent his fingers, hooked the cap of the ice water bottle, dangled around, put one hand in his trouser pocket, kicked the pebbles on the side of the road, and walked lazily along the side. Home.

At the beginning, he decided to live in Jiang An's house because thieves happened to be in the apartment he was renting, and there was no other way because he was in a hurry.

Later, he mentioned that he wanted to rent another house with mixed hearts, and felt sorry for always living in Jiang An's house, but Jiang An didn't object, and even found a house with him, which was larger than the previous rented house, and the location was also good.

Another point is that it is close to the airport.

Bai San felt that his financial situation was a bit unaffordable, so he hesitated again and again, but he told the truth.Jiang An was not surprised. In other words, since he knew Jiang An, from the deep winter in Beicheng to the early summer of this year, Bai San had never seen such an expression of surprise on Jiang An's face. It seemed that no matter what happened, it was in his heart. under control.

Including his poverty, and being unable to pay the rent of the house that Jiang An found.

So much so that when Jiang An opened his mouth and said that he also wanted to change his residence, and then the two shared the rent equally, and they have been renting together until now, Bai San felt that it was a settled game.

Although this result made him very happy, it was not enough to roll around on the bed with the quilt in his arms.

Jiang An has been very busy recently, and will be even busier in the next month, he will go on a business trip, he told Bai San two weeks in advance.

Not suddenly, there are still fourteen days left to accept.

Therefore, on the day of the college entrance examination, there is no one to pick up or drop off, and after the exam, I go home alone, eat alone, take a nap alone, lock the door to go to the exam alone, and come back to spend the night alone. Be aware.

Jiang An's flight ticket was at [-]:[-] in the morning, that is, ten hours later.

Back home, Bai San saw the suitcase standing by the wall at a glance, he pursed his lips, and put on duck slippers as usual.When I turned my head, I also looked in the dressing mirror.

Hmm, I can't see the mood change.

This is what he learned from Jiang An, and he has benefited a lot.

Jiang An has already prepared meals for the days of the college entrance examination and for the next month, and put them in the refrigerator, while snacks are in another locker.

Every time Bai San passes by the locker next to the refrigerator, he has to take a look at it, and at the same time sighs, this habit of preparing in advance is an old man.

Before they moved in, the new residence had undergone major renovations. The sink, cooking table, shoe cabinet, and dining table were all more than ten centimeters shorter than the heights suitable for normal people.

Although Lian Sheng, a worker at the time, admired Jiang An's care in such subtleties, they all decided to pretend to be like this at home, when their bodies retracted when they got old.

No one dislikes Bai San more than Bai San. This is the most naked mockery of his height... Although without such anti-human things as wall cabinets, he has a clear mind, and it is convenient to wash and cut fruits, which is quite easy to use.

Jiang An has been resting at home for the past two days, replying to emails on the Internet at most, which is in sharp contrast to Bai San who is busy like a puppy.After Bai San's college entrance examination, the two turned around again.

At this time, Jiang An raised an arm to cover his eyes, and was lying on the sofa to catch up on the flight at [-]:[-] in the morning. At his feet was the little milk dog who was also lying on the floor with his belly exposed and sleeping late.

Bai San walked over lightly, picked up a small blanket and put it on Jiang An's body, the little milk dog moved his ears, tilted his head and opened his eyes to look over, he squatted down and rubbed its head, the little milk dog rubbed it twice , Changed to the same weird position and fell asleep again.

Tomorrow is the college entrance examination, the final review time, Bai San is not in a hurry, he is lying on the other side of the sofa, looking out of the window sideways, studying during this time, and now he really feels that the snow has melted, summer is like this hot.

He looked at it for a while, then turned his head to look at the river bank, the L-shaped sofa, the heads of the two people were next to each other, very close, he moved to the river bank, his amber hair faintly faded in the afterglow of the setting sun It touched the ends of Jiang An's slightly messy short black hair.

A little happy.

Bai San pursed the corners of his lips, revealing a sweet dimple on his cheek, and fell asleep unknowingly.Wumeng, when he woke up again, there was a faint smell of food in the air. He rubbed his eyes with the slight sound of the porcelain plates being touched, sat up, and the blanket that had been draped over Jiang An's body returned to him.

There was soft light in the kitchen, Jiang An rolled up his cuffs and wore an apron, full of disobedience.

Every time I see Bai San, I have to complain silently in my heart. This is something I can't get used to no matter how many times I see it.

Jiang An was lowering his head to set the plate, concentrating on it.Bai San glanced at the little milk dog who rolled to the background wall of the TV at some point in his sleep and was sleeping against the wall, thought for a while, and temporarily gave up interrupting his dream.

He didn't wear duck slippers, tiptoed, quietly walked into the kitchen, and came to the back of Jiang An, intending to scare him.

"The floor is cold, wear shoes."

Jiang An said without looking back, two bowls of pork ribs and lotus root soup had been served in the blink of an eye.

Instead of scaring Jiang An, Bai San himself was startled by Jiang An, leaned back and almost fell to the ground.

Was discovered.

He obeyed Jiang An's words and obediently put on the duckling slippers, not giving up.The shoulders were out of reach, and he stuck his head against Jiang An's back like a small animal, continuing the habit he had developed in the past two days, talking about what happened today, and adding a sentence at the end.

"Jiang Lele's father will accompany Jiang Lele in the college entrance examination."

Jiang An was just doing what he was doing, and without looking at him, he took the time to ask, "Am I your father?"

Bai San pursed his lips, stopped talking, rubbed his head for a while, and embraced Jiang An's thin waist with his arms.

"Zhao Pangzi's elder brother will also accompany Zhao Pangzi in the college entrance examination."

Jiang An raised the corners of his lips, and asked again, "I'm your brother?"

The old man is becoming more and more annoying. At this time, Bai San really wants to let the little milk dog bite him, but the little milk dog is a foodie who can only act coquettishly, wagging his tail even if he is given a carrot, so he might as well bite him himself, but he I dare not.

In the end, Bai San pressed his forehead against his back, tightened his arms, and hugged Jiang An tightly, his voice soft and soft, coquettishly aggrieved.

"I really want to see you, tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and many more days after tomorrow."

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