Look at that pair of school grass

At the end of August, the weather is still extremely hot. The asphalt road under the scorching sun is baked like oil seepage. When you step on it, the heat will bake the soles of your feet through the shoes. If you step on it for a long time, maybe even the soles of your shoes will burn into the road.

Xia Chan is tireless, the cicadas stop singing one wave and another wave chases them up again, screaming joyously, as long as it is daytime, there is almost no time for the ears to be pure.

The streets in the afternoon are a bit empty, the weather is too hot, and those who can enjoy the coolness have taken refuge in the coolness, and there are very few people on the road at this moment.

At the gate of the community, a bus with few passengers slowly drove into the platform, the door opened "Hula", and the cool and pleasant air of the air conditioner in the car alternated with the hot outside, allowing the people in the car to walk to the door It will retreat to the temperature of the outside world.

Su An was carrying a sports bag, and after the car came to a complete stop, she jumped off the bus in two steps, crossed the platform, and entered the gate of the community under the shade of the trees while hiding from the scorching sun.

The security man was also nestled in the guard room with the air conditioner on and watching TV. When he saw someone entering the door, he only raised his eyes for a moment, and then turned his gaze back to focus on his own plot.

Su An caught a glimpse that Uncle Security was watching a summer drama that was popular during the summer vacation. Wumao's special effects and acting skills were exaggerated, but somehow it became popular. He could already foresee that this would become one of the topics that the girls in the class would like to talk about after school started. one.

He was quite surprised that the uncle followed suit to watch this drama. He can guarantee that if his mother went to Ms. Yang to watch this kind of drama, she would definitely dismiss it.

There is a convenience store in the neighborhood, Su An went in familiarly, and came out with a plastic bag in his hand.

He hastily dug out a mung bean ice cream from the plastic bag, unwrapped it, put it in his mouth, and trotted towards his apartment building with the rest.

The house in the community is quite old, and Su An moved here when he was just in elementary school. The floors are not high, and there is no elevator, but the property management of the community is good, the greening is good, the corridors are always clean, and it is comfortable to live in.

Su An stepped up to the third floor in three steps at a time. A mung bean ice cream had already entered his stomach as soon as he climbed upstairs. He was not in a hurry to take out the keys to go home, but turned around and rang the doorbell on the opposite door.

"Ding-dong-ding-dong-"

After waiting for a while, Qi Wenxuan opened the door for him in a baggy T-shirt and shorts. His short hair was a little messy, as if he had just woken up from a nap and hadn't had time to tidy it up, but even so, he was languidly handsome.

This is the bamboo horse he went to school holding hands with a small schoolbag since kindergarten. At that time, the two of them still lived in a low-rise bungalow, and they had a good relationship. opposite door.

"Wenxuan!" Qi Wenxuan is a little taller than Su An, Su An raised his head slightly and smiled brightly at him, and stuffed the plastic bag in his hand without any explanation, "I bought you ice cream and drinks, specially selected The ice cream in the box, dig and eat, so as not to melt before you finish it... I bought it and ran all the way here, see how kind I am to you!"

"I saw you from the window just now." Qi Wenxuan said, and let him enter the room sideways, put the plastic bag on the living room table, took out a facial tissue and handed it to Su An, "Wipe first."

Su An showed doubts on his face, Qi Wenxuan practiced, pulled the person over and pressed his head, and carefully wiped off the half circle of mung bean ice cream marks left by the corners of his mouth with a tissue.

Qi Wenxuan looked at Su An from a close distance. From his angle, he could see a little bit of the skin under his neckline, which looked fairer than the tanned skin outside.

His eyes fell on Su An's hair, which was a little longer than the average school requirement. Su An had just dyed his hair blonde a few days ago, and Qi Wenxuan was still a little uncomfortable looking at it.

"Tell me, what else do you want from me?" He threw the tissue into the trash can and led Su An to his bedroom. "Go to my room and turn on the air conditioner. You just came back from swimming?"

"What do you mean and what do you ask of you? Is it just a matter of a day or two for me to treat you?" Su An raised her voice unconvinced, "I just came back from the swimming pool, alas, today's swimming pool is like eating dumplings... "

"You're not afraid of the color fading of your newly dyed hair." Qi Wenxuan teased him. After entering the room, he sat at his desk, took out a boxed ice cream that had been covered with a layer of hoarfrost from the plastic bag, and asked as he unwrapped it, "Tell me honestly." , What are the intentions? Don't wait for the time."

There is only one chair in the room. Su An and Qi Wenxuan have been friends for more than ten years. When they were young, they even changed their pants. When he entered the room, he sat on the edge of the bed near Qi Wenxuan without any scruples, and now hey at him With a smile, he said disgustingly: "Xuanxuan~"

"Su Xiao'an." Qi Wenxuan raised his eyebrows and called him, expressing his disapproval of this title.

"Oh, Wenxuan, brother Xuan!" Su An smiled, his eyes wandering to the stack of exercise books on his desk from time to time, "It's nothing serious, it's just that, have you finished your summer homework yet?"

Qi Wenxuan dug a spoonful of ice cream, put it into his mouth, tasted some cocoa powder and creamer, and said vaguely: "It's done."

Su An's face showed joy, and she rubbed her hands expectantly: "Then, can you... huh?"

"Huh?" Qi Wenxuan dug a spoonful of ice cream slowly, with the spoon in his mouth, the sweet taste melted on the tip of his tongue, and he tilted his head to smile, "I don't have time to do my homework, so I have time to go to the swimming pool to make dumplings? "

Su An didn't have time to do it, she just didn't want to do it. For so many years, except for the weekly diary and small essays that couldn't be copied, which year's winter and summer homework didn't copy Qi Wenxuan's.

Qi Wenxuan was well aware of his temperament, and while mocking, he took out a few copies from the exercise book and put them on the table: "Do you want to copy here or take it home?"

"Thank you, boss! Thank you, boss!" Su An jumped up from the bed, and took the exercise book with both hands like receiving an imperial edict, "Then boss, I'll go back first, um... Can you knock on the door if you have something to do?"

Qi Wenxuan waved his hand, Su An cheerfully opened the door and got out.

When she was about to go out, Su An happened to meet Qi Wenxuan's mother, Song Min, who had just returned from a trip. He smiled and shouted: "Hi Aunt Wen, I'm here to learn from Xuanxuan!"

He turned his head and saw Qi Wenxuan leaning against the door of his room and looking towards this side, with a helpless smile on his face, clearly wanting to ask him if he should be ashamed.

The family style of Qi Wenxuan's family is relatively strict. Song Min can't quite get used to Su An's full head of blond hair, so she nodded as she entered the door: "Oh, okay...Xiao An, your hair..."

Su An stopped at the door, waiting for her to make a comment, Song Min thought about her words, and finally said, "Uh... isn't the color too dazzling?"

Qi Wenxuan laughed out loud.

Compared with Su An's own mother who grabbed his ear and twisted it when she saw his dyed blond hair for the first time, Song Min's reaction was already very kind. Maybe I will go back in a few days, I will go back to study first, see you Aunt Wen!"

Su An hummed a song, and went back to her home lively, the sound of the anti-theft door closing revealed relaxation and joy.

Qi Wenxuan took the shopping bag from Song Min's hand and put it on the table. The latter took out all the things he bought from the shopping bag and asked casually, "Xiao An really came to learn from you?"

"Well, what else?" Qi Wenxuan helped her hold it and replied.

"Ah... look at his hair, this kid wasn't like this before..." Song Min hesitated to speak, and finally sighed, "It's not easy for you Aunt Lan to raise him alone, usually you pull him Watch him, don't let him learn badly."

Qi Wenxuan carried two bottles of newly purchased shampoo into the bathroom, and smiled as he responded to the buzzing response in the bathroom: "Well, I know."

When I returned to my room, the remaining half of the box of ice cream had melted a bit, and the melted ice cream was spread on the bottom of the box, a thick piece.

The cicadas were still buzzing through the window, and there was a dead cicada on the outer edge of the window sill at some point, with its tiny claws curled up, extremely lonely.

Qi Wenxuan opened the window, gently swept it down, and fell into the lush grass downstairs.

The windows were closed, once again isolating the noise and heat outside the house with a thin layer of glass.

The cicadas are still singing, and midsummer will pass.

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The wish of the new article is still to hope that the little angels will leave more comments, and give some love to the poor author who is coldly commenting on his physique _(:з」∠)_