you don't like other people

"There will be me in the future." These four words are very simple to say, but they have never been said to Yang Sen in this way, and Yang Sen's head buzzed.

Yang Sen looked at Xu Zhou's eyes. This was the firm look that Yang Sen had never seen from Xu Zhou's eyes. It was as if he had bet his own life, so there was no joke in it. Then, in this firm look What kind of ingredients are mixed with it?Yang Sen didn't know.

But Xu Zhou clearly knew that this was a promise he made while joking.

Xu Zhou looked at the stunned expression of the young man in front of him, and thought, forget it, let him treat it as a joke, and leave the rest to Xu Zhou.

Xu Zhou touched Yang Sen with his hand and said, "Oh, junior, if you have anything to do in the future, you can ask your senior. Senior, I will show the enthusiasm of a successor to communism."

After speaking, the two laughed.

Back in the dormitory, Xu Zhou hurriedly packed up, and the time for the train was not far away.

Liu Dong was not in a hurry, and he was not in a hurry to go back. He was still playing games in the dormitory at the moment.

Xu Zhou took the suitcase and said, "Liu Dong, I'll go first, call me."

Liu Dong's fingers were still typing on the keyboard without turning his head. He was in a heated mood, so Liu Dong turned his back to his head and said, "Okay, brother, go slowly, brother will not see you off."

The bedroom door slammed shut with a bang.

When Xu Zhou arrived at the train station, several old classmates were already waiting at the door. In fact, their relationship was not very good, so they just went back together along the way.

A few people just made up a table on the train, and arrived at Qianjiang after playing cards for a few hours. I didn't expect the time to be so fast.

When we arrived at Qianjiang, it was already pitch black.

Everyone's path is different, so they broke up, and Xu Zhou walked on the street alone.

But today's street is not as cold as usual, because today's street is familiar in memory, even the air is familiar.

It's nice to be home.

Passing by the barbecue stall downstairs, Xu Zhou touched his flat stomach and sat down spinelessly.

First came a dozen skewers of barbecue, and everything was familiar.

It was already 12 o'clock when we arrived at the door of the house. Xu Zhou took out the key and opened the door. It seemed that his mother had fallen asleep.

Xu Zhou threw the suitcase in the living room, touched his own bed and fell on it, he was stupefied that it was noon.

When Xu Zhou got up from the tomb of youth, Xu's mother even prepared the meal.

When Mother Xu saw Xu Zhou get up, she didn't have much expression on her face, as if Xu Zhou had never gone out before.

Xu Zhou called "Mom".

Mother Xu nodded and said, "Wash your hands and eat."

Sure enough, the food at home was delicious. Xu Zhou finished two bowls of rice in a short time, which made his mother suspect that he had been hungry for a few days.

Xu Zhou's school was closed relatively late, so many high school students had already returned to Qianjiang.

As soon as he came back, there were several calls urging Xu Zhou to go out for a gathering.

Drinking together, singing together, hooking shoulders together, because they are all in the past tense, but sometimes the group of people who know themselves best so far.

A few high school classmates got together.

Everyone is complaining about the university, and they seem to be nostalgic for grabbing meals in high school, and the aunts in the high school cafeteria are shaking their hands.It seems that they are nostalgic for the past, but those who can't go back just can't go back, and it's useless to say anything.

Xu Zhou sat beside him, occasionally chiming in with them.

Even in this chattering environment, it may be the effect of alcohol, but Xu Zhou is not drunk at all, two bottles of beer are just a blink of an eye for Xu Zhou.

But Xu Zhou still stubbornly thought that he was drunk, otherwise how could he think of Yang Sen at this time, thinking of Yang Sen who is a quiet boy everywhere, must be a hallucination.

Xu Zhou desperately drove away and shook his head desperately, but the more this happened, the more obvious the illusion was.

Xu Zhou even remembered Xu Zhou's red lips after eating rice noodles that afternoon.

At that time, Xu Zhou had just come out of dire straits, so he didn't pay much attention to him.But now that he thought about it carefully, the pink lips were infinitely enlarged in Xu Zhou's mind.

It was so real that Xu Zhou thought he could touch it by pouting his lips.

He really wanted to taste it, and he also wanted to know if there was still the smell of crispy meat on that pink lips, even if the smell of crispy meat was gone, there should be the smell of meatballs.

After the party was over, Xu Zhou walked along the embankment alone, holding his mobile phone tightly in his hand.

The weak wind dissipated some of the smell of alcohol, and Xu Zhou was a little more sober than before.

There were not many people in this place at this time, and even the lights beside Heti were turned off, so Xu Zhou could still see clearly under the moonlight.

Xu Zhou found an old yellow wooden chair and sat down.

First, I fiddled with my phone for a while, wondering if Yang Sen arrived today?when to departure?

But in the end, he put down the phone, thinking, he should be asleep at this time, right?

The phone was put down and picked up, and repeated several times.

In the end, Xu Zhou admitted defeat.

"Have you arrived yet?" Xu Zhou thought, it shouldn't be obvious, right?As a senior, do you care about your juniors?

The message came back unexpectedly quickly this time, "It will arrive this afternoon."

Xu Zhou thought why the train is so fast?Only then did I come to my senses, and it turned out that there was such a thing as an airplane.

Xu Zhou thought, he really is a rich man, too, from Yang Sen's usual clothes, speech and behavior, it can be seen that Yang Sen's family is still a bourgeoisie, but what about Xu Zhou?At best a proletarian.

For a moment, a small sense of inferiority slipped behind Xu Zhou, but it disappeared quickly.

Because Xu Zhou was sure that he was only in love with Yang Sen, and that he didn't like Yang Sen on a whim, but was prepared from the beginning until the end.

"It's late, why haven't you slept yet?" Xu Zhou typed these words.

On the other end of the phone, Yang Sen wondered how to explain it. Could it be that he was just waiting for a call or a text message from him?The senior will misunderstand, right?

Of course Yang Sen wouldn't say that, as soon as he thought about it, Yang Sen thought of it.

Xu Zhou opened the text message, "Because I just got home and couldn't sleep." It turned out that he was still a child who loved his family.

Xu Zhou said: "Go to bed quickly. Good night."

"Good night." Xu Zhou stood up from the chair with the "good night" in his mobile phone, the corners of his mouth curled up in a nice way, and he walked on his way home.

Xu Zhou always felt that he was one-sided towards Yang Sen.

Because every time my heart is turbulent, but the other party doesn't have a little ripple.

Every time I direct and act on my own.

Now Xu Zhou has raised Yang Sen to a certain height, but is Yang Sen like this?Maybe Yang Sen just put Xu Zhou in the position of an enthusiastic senior.

However, Xu Zhou's enthusiasm has never been so casual, he only gave it to Yang Sen.

And Yang Sen really regarded Xu Zhou as a senior, and if it sounds a little better, he is the height of a good friend.

The height of a good friend is the closest to Yang Sen, but what Xu Zhou wants is far from it