you were a boy

It was almost ten o'clock when Song Yu left the company at night. He secretly scolded the boss in his heart for not treating people like people. He worked overtime, but his salary did not increase. Then he hurriedly took the last shift in the city. subway.

In the city of Shenzhen, there are always people who come home late for various reasons. There are many people in the carriage, everyone is busy with their own affairs, and most of them take out their mobile phones or put on earphones to isolate themselves from others. open.Song Yu also took out his mobile phone. There were a few advertising spam messages. After deleting them, he found that there were still a few unread WeChat messages.The first one is from Chen Yan, "It's another year older, don't forget to get yourself some delicious food, when are you coming back? I miss you so much, happy birthday!" Song Yu couldn't help but curl his lips slightly , I complained in my heart how could there be such a nasty man.

Song Yu looked around and took a glance, feeling that most people in this world are still single just like him. Today is Qixi Festival and his 26th birthday.Alone as a stranger in a foreign land, birthdays and festivals, it seems very lonely.But what's the matter, just get used to it.Song Yu then looked at another WeChat message from Yuan Fei who hadn't contacted her for a long time, "Honey, I'm getting married next week, will you come?"

Growing up is really a miraculous thing. The petite girl in my impression who would cry when she gets angry is going to get married.He thought about what kind of excuse he wanted to use to ask the boss for leave, and then replied yes.

T City is the place where he grew up, all his memories are related to this, all his relatives, friends and his lover - or his former lover is here, here is everything that binds him , this is his root, but he hasn't come back for almost seven years.

Walking through familiar streets and alleys, listening to the familiar local accent, and passing by a familiar noodle shop, Song Yu suddenly felt that he could not walk.He almost drooled like a child when he smelled the scent that haunted him.It turns out that the so-called nostalgia is nothing but the inability to forget the taste of that bowl of noodles in memory.

The brother who delivered the noodles was very good-looking, but he was very young, and Song Yu didn't know him.But the noodles still had the familiar taste in my memory.Song Yu didn't care about the appearance of the food, and was feasting, without noticing that the owner of the shop was silently looking at him.

After so many years, Song Yu has changed too much from appearance to psychology, the only thing that remains unchanged is her foodie attribute.Others are unemployed or lovelorn, and they are often too worried to eat, but Song Yu will turn grief and anger into food when encountering sad things, and he will not treat his stomach badly at ordinary times. Fortunately, he has a miraculous physique that does not make him fat no matter what he eats , can also be considered a talent.

The female boss looked at the back for a long time. At first, she just felt familiar, but when she remembered who he was, she finally couldn't help but ran out to recognize him.

"Oh, it's really you. I haven't seen you for many years, and I almost dare not recognize you?" When the female boss spoke, her eyes were shining, and there was really a kind of surprise in it.

Song Yu was also very happy, after so many years, someone still remembered him.The female boss is a little plumper than the impression, but both her appearance and figure still make people feel very comfortable, and the corners of her eyes and brows are full of contentment in life. This kind of expression is not seen in people in big cities .

"Do you remember me?"

"How could you not remember? At that time, both you and Sun Yuan would come to eat noodles every day."

When that person was mentioned, Song Yu's face trembled unnaturally.The female boss lost herself in her memories, "At that time, I don't know how many girls would come and sit here every day, just waiting to see you spread, and the business was very good."

Song Yu kept laughing when she heard this, and the proprietress asked again: "Why don't you sing anymore?"

"I can't sing well, I played for fun when I was young, and I can't eat it."

"You sing well, I've heard it all the time. Don't you think Sun Yuanjun is a star now?"

Speaking of Sun Yuanjun, the female boss seemed to think of something again, and ran into the store to show him a signed CD. The CD is a solo album released three years ago. Song Yu remembers that it didn't sell well back then. Of course, no singer sells well now.The man on the album cover is wearing a black jacket and has a serious face, but his face is still sharp and sharp.The signature is as flamboyant as ever, revealing a strong atmosphere of the second grade.

Song Yu returned the CD to the proprietress with a smile, and said jokingly, "Madam proprietress, I didn't expect you to start chasing stars like a little girl?"

The proprietress smiled embarrassedly, and recalled: "You were only so tall back then, I really didn't expect that later..."

Song Yu saw her compare her hand to her chest, and thought to herself, so they were once so small.

Sun Yuanjun is one year older than himself, but he always feels good about himself, thinking that he is much older than him. When he recalled the past, he always said, Song Yu, you were very young at that time. As everyone knows, he is better than him in the hearts of others. Not much.

But at such a young age, he has big dreams, and he speaks ignorant words, obviously childish, but he feels that he is not a child anymore, and is more mature than children of the same age.It's so contradictory, but a young man with bright eyes believes that he can change the world through his own efforts, which is good enough in itself.

Song Yu recalled that when he was a child, he always felt that the most memorable thing was the age of 12. There was no other reason. That year he met Sun Yuanjun.

一

Song Yu was born in the 90s. His parents were employees of a state-owned enterprise. Both parents were honest people who actively responded to the country's family planning policy. Song Yu was an only child, but he didn't have all the messy problems of an only child. .Recalling his childhood, Song Yu was only left with the scenes of riding bicycles around in the living area of ​​the family courtyard with his friends.When I was in elementary school, when the first and second episodes of "My Fair Princess" were broadcast, the familiar theme song sounded, and the friends in the living quarters, regardless of gender, spontaneously went home to watch the TV series.Once it was even more exaggerated that his parents also watched it with him. I don’t know if it was Hunan Satellite TV. The three of them watched it from morning to night. I also forgot to cook.

It is said that there are three magic weapons in the summer vacation, Princess Returning Pearl, Journey to the West, and Xiaobawang game console. Every child born in the 85s and early 90s seems to grow up like this.Song Yu still remembers watching TV at home in 01. An old man named Samaranch announced that Beijing had won the right to bid for the 08 Olympic Games. Tears were shed.Song Yu's personality is relatively lazy, and he doesn't have much interest in reading, but maybe he is not too stupid. Xiao Shengchu was admitted to No. [-] Middle School, and his parents went to the restaurant to treat him to his favorite food to reward him. crayfish.

In September 02, when Song Yu was about to turn 9 years old, she came to No. 12 Middle School to study in the first year of junior high school.Both junior high school and senior high school require military training, but the military training in middle school is a bit cut corners. After a week of sunbathing, Song Yu is even whiter than the other students in the class who are as tanned as black charcoal. Glittering, except for excessive sweating, he has lost a little weight and is not dark at all. He really inherited his mother's good skin.

At the opening ceremony, various school leaders gave tedious and uniform speeches. Almost an hour passed without knowing it. Under the scorching sun, Song Yu felt that he was about to smoke.

At this time, a little boy stepped onto the flag-raising platform. He was about 1.7 meters tall, but his face was still immature. Song Yu felt that he was not much older than himself.He wore a snow-white shirt and saluted everyone before speaking.Song Yu didn't remember what he said, but the boy in the white shirt under the sun was very good-looking.That was the first time Song Yu felt that a man of the same sex was good-looking from the bottom of his heart. He felt that against the backdrop of the sun, that boy's gestures had a special demeanor, and he even felt a little dazzling.

A boy named Chen Yan standing behind him volunteered to introduce him: "He, his name is Sun Yuanjun, he is in the third year of middle school this year, and his academic performance is really good. I heard that he can pass the exam in every class while sleeping. one."

Can sleep first in the test, is there really such a person?Song Yu didn't believe that good grades could still look like this. Is there any justice in this world?

"How old is he?"

"Thirteen, one year older than us."

"How can you go to the third grade at thirteen?" Song Yu felt that he was too young to go to the first grade at the age of 12, and most of the classmates around him were one year older than him.

"You don't understand now, he skipped a grade in elementary school and junior high school."

Song Yu clicked his tongue and stopped talking.

Soon after school started, Song Yu was pulled into the school's choir by the school's music teacher.The process is also a capital inexplicable.

Most of the music and art classes in key middle schools are only offered in the first and first grades of junior high school.And basically it's useless.Song Yu naturally didn't pay much attention to it.

The teacher was talking nonsense at the top, and Song Yu and his tablemate Chen Yan were chatting at the bottom. The two of them were discussing their experience in fighting monsters and upgrading in the game last night.

Then he was named by the teacher and sang a song for everyone to listen to. According to the psychology of teachers and classmates who are optimistic about good things, most of them would think that Song Yu would make some adjustments, and then embarrassedly reflect on his violation of discipline in class.

Then Song Yu didn't know if he didn't have a long-term mind, was a late bloomer or something, and actually sang a song with his childish voice that hadn't changed in time. □□The famous song "When I Grow Up, I Will Be You" in the Spring Festival Gala ".

Song Yu has a good voice, the words are correct, and the timbre is beautiful, even the high notes are soaring.

So the music teacher ignored the previous suspicions and pulled him into the school choir that day, saying that he should be trained well.

So Song Yu could leave school at 04:30 every day, but was dragged to the piano room to practice vocals every day, and often couldn't leave until 05:30.Song Yu didn't have much self-motivation. After more than a week of vocal music lessons, he was already miserable.I had long been thinking about finding some reason to reject the music teacher.

It was almost six o'clock that day when Song Yu came out of the school gate, but Song Yu didn't know that he had already been targeted by a few gangsters from the senior class.

Probably any school has bullying incidents like this.In the stage of the boy's development and growth, the hormones that are increasing day by day make him do some irrational things. As soon as Song Yu came to the school, he heard that there were several schools in the high school. I didn't expect that I was so unlucky today that I hit the muzzle of the gun.

"Brother, you look so thin and tender. I don't want to hurt you, brother. If you are obedient, I don't have to do it." The three gangsters in the high school are all tall and big, and A man with yellow hair seemed to be the leader, he grabbed Song Yu's collar and said with a playful smile.

Song Yu is not stupid, seeing that the other party is not a good person, and there are too many people, he hurriedly begged for mercy: "Brother, today is really unfortunate, I just lost my money, and I didn't eat at noon. How about another day?" Would you please drink some water?"

Upon hearing this, the three senior students immediately became angry, "I have no money, take off your clothes and let us check!"

Song Yu took off his school uniform jacket, and there was still a T-shirt inside. Huang Mao touched the clothes, he really had no money.

Song Yu thought he was going to let him go, but after a wicked smile, he said, "Looking at your red lips and white teeth, we are all guessing whether you are a boy or a girl..." He stretched out his hand and started to touch Song Yu's. He touched his pants, "Do you want to prove that..."

Before he finished speaking, Song Yu, who had no temper, was also annoyed. He nimbly dodged and threw the schoolbag in his hand, which just hit Huang Mao's nose bone, and cursed: "Damn pervert!", Then Song Yu ran away.

The alley in front of the school gate is deep and dark, and it is often a place where students and social personnel fight and fight.

Chased by the people behind, Song Yu was able to sprint at a speed of [-] meters. Unexpectedly, a person appeared suddenly at the corner, and by the time he saw it, it was too late. Head on.

That person was taller than Song Yu, and Song Yu almost bumped into his arms.When Song Yu came back to his senses, he realized that the boy passing by with a guitar on his back was the boy who spoke at the flag-raising ceremony at the opening ceremony.

Dazed for a moment, he even forgot to run, and just stared at him stupidly. It turned out that looking at him so close, even with such a surprised expression, was so good-looking.

When another boy appeared at the entrance of the alley, the three gangsters who were chasing after Song Yu had already caught up.

What kind of scene was it at that time? Song Yu held onto Sun Yuanjun's shoulders firmly and didn't know how to move. This scene surprised everyone, including Sun Yuanjun himself.

But seeing those people chasing after him, Sun Yuanjun immediately understood.The one with the yellow hair is Chang Yunde. He is a sophomore in high school. He relied on his family's money and entrusted his connections to enter No. [-] Middle School. After entering the school, he would fight and skip classes, find lower-grade classmates to collect protection fees, and commit all kinds of crimes. He is like No. [-] Middle School school bully.

Although Sun Yuanjun had never been bullied by him, he had been upset for a long time.

He turned his head to look at Li Si who had just caught up, and raised his beautiful brows, Li Si immediately understood.

Only then did he look at Song Yu and smiled: "Little brother, can you let go?"

It was only then that Song Yu realized out of breath that he had done something stupid, and his fair face turned red in an instant, all the way to the ears.

Although Sun Yuanjun and Li Si are still half-grown children, they have been practicing taekwondo for the past two years. In addition, Sun Yuanjun still holds a guitar, which he uses as a tool. The three of Chang Yunde were beaten away.

Sun Yuanjun picked up Song Yu's schoolbag, patted the dust on it, and handed it to him: "What grade are you in, why do you look so small?"

"Class [-], Grade [-], my name is Song Yu." He pulled Sun Yuanjun's crumpled clothes to please him, "Are you injured?"

Sun Yuanjun shook his head coolly, then picked up the guitar he used as a weapon.

At this time, Li Si who was next to him laughed and teased: "There is no injury, but his guitar is broken, will you pay for it?"

"Yes. How much will it cost?"

"Say less than three thousand."

Song Yu was taken aback, why so many.Sun Yuanjun and Li Si watched his reaction a little embarrassed, with smiles on their faces.

Song Yu frowned, and said, "Can I pay in installments?"

They had already packed their things and were about to leave. In the end, Sun Yuanjun left a back view for him, waved his hand gracefully, and said, "No need."

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