life after death

Su Junping sent the picture to WeChat and Q/Q the first thing he did when he went out, along with an original explanation.Yang Hong talked about him over there, and he quickly turned off his mobile phone and said flatteringly, "Shall we go for a walk by the river? There are few cars by the river and the air is good."

Yang Hong's body was not as good as before, Su Junping held her in his arms and stopped, and when he felt tired, he would sit on a chair and chat for a while.

Winter was about to enter, and the sky was getting dark quickly, but it was completely dark at six o'clock. Su Junping went to brush the leaves on the wooden chair, and asked his mother to sit down.As he dusted off the leaves, he also found some small flowers, here and there, some white and some yellow.When Su Junping raised his head, he suddenly found that tall metasequoias were planted on the side of the river, and short bushes were mostly planted on the bank, with a bluestone path sandwiched in the middle.

It was too dark that day, there were no stars at all, even the moon was hazy, and the sky was so thick that it seemed to fall at any time.Su Junping stared blankly at the sky. He looked at the tall Metasequoia like a proud invader. He used the sky as a long sword, and the shrubs of different lengths on the opposite side were the embarrassed guardians. The yellow and white flowers were muddy blood and tears. .

What a soul-stirring war epic.

Su Junping let his imagination run wild for a while, listening to his mother whispering in his ear, nothing more than studying hard, eating well, taking good care of himself, etc. He didn't like to hear these trivial things before, Su Junping put Turning his eyes back, Yang Hong leaned against him, and there was a good smell on her body, the smell of wool. He lowered his eyelids and saw black hair on her snow-white sweater.

At that moment, all the bullshit wars were wiped out, and he found his heart twitching uncontrollably. Thousands of words were fighting in his mind and finally turned into one sentence: How did her hair fall out so fast.

The actual pain at that moment, the trivial pain that he despises, is overwhelming, so small but so real, so real that it is unbearable.

Su Junping had a sore nose, but luckily the night covered up his gaffe, Su Junping picked out his hair calmly, and said softly to his mother, "Let's go home."

"Okay."

"I'll squeeze orange juice for you later."

"Why? You squeezed juice for me for the first time in 18 years. I always feel that it is not a good thing."

"It's too much. I just want to be filial. I'm a good son, aren't I?"

Yang Hong didn't speak.

"Am I a good son? Tell me, anyway, you are just a child and you don't have to choose."

"Okay, okay, you are a good boy, you are so annoying, and my head hurts, so don't say a few words."

Su Junping immediately shut his mouth firmly.

Before he left the river, he looked back again. That tragic war was still going on and would never stop.

On a rare weekend, Su Junping didn't have much time to do his homework, so he took out his phone halfway through and started playing. He clicked on WeChat and Facebook, and there were unexpectedly many likes in it.

Someone said: Childhood memories!

Some people said: Guardian Zuo, you are too bad for treating a child like this. I just want to say - he is still a child, don't let him go!

Some people also said: I think I bought a lot of rainbow bottles back then, and I even raised very large ones, and I kept them in buckets, but my mother poured them all down. Don't mention it, I feel sorry for myself.

……

Su Junping looked at the enthusiastic comments below, and some of them had already hooked up. An idea suddenly popped up in his mind: Why don't I make some SpongeBob SquarePants for sale?

SpongeBob SquarePants themselves are worthless, but after turning into a rainbow bottle, their value will increase greatly, especially those silly girls who don't care about the price when they see beauty.

He is very active, his mother almost suffocated him to death by not letting him go out alone at night, and went to the shop early the next morning to look for SpongeBob SquarePants.Presumably because he felt too childish, Su Junping ran to the opposite side of an elementary school and found SpongeBob SquarePants. He bought dozens of packs in one go, and also bought a lot of empty glass bottles, which were plugged with wood, some big and some small.

Then Su Junping went to the pharmacy to buy a big syringe, and when he got home, he locked the door behind him and started to implement it.

He quickly made five, all kinds of gradient colors, some were crushed with a needle, and some were directly spread on SpongeBob SquarePants one by one. Su Junping did not have the legendary "straight male aesthetic", and the colors matched very well. It is beautiful, and it has a strange beauty when placed in the sun.

He opened the curtains, chose a good angle to take several pictures, and then clicked on the P-map software to retouch the pictures. Although the level of P-pictures may not be very high, fortunately, the foundation itself is strong enough, and it is still beautiful after tossing.

Su Junping began to rack his brains to think about the advertisements again. He thought about it, and finally clicked on Taobao, looked at the advertisements of the jewelry store, used them as templates, and sent them to his circle of friends.

When Su Junping left home in the afternoon, the message had already received many likes.

Someone has already booked with him.

After he took it out, there was another commotion. Even Xiao Yiling, who was sitting in the front row, came over, looked at the rainbow bottle eagerly and asked, "How do you sell this?"

The one she picked was pure beads that were not crushed. From the top, the color gradually deepened from transparent, light blue to dark blue. Su Junping's gradient layer was also wavy in order to cater to the curve of the waves.

Su Junping smiled and pushed the bottle forward: "The big bottle is eighteen, the small bottle is twelve, and the crushed one will increase by five yuan. Yours is eighteen."

Xiao Yiling glanced at the wave bottle, then thought about the price of a lipstick, and bought it without hesitation.

Su Junping didn't expect SpongeBob SquarePants to be so popular, and immediately made persistent efforts to produce a batch.

It’s not that no one else wants to do it, but the small shop opposite the school doesn’t sell it. You have to go to the opposite side of the elementary school to buy it, and then go to the pharmacy to buy a syringe. When the materials are complete, you have to match the color. Come on, nine times out of ten, no one looks good. Is it worth the effort?

Of course not worth it.

Everyone is too lazy to die.

Being oppressed like a dog by the school, how can I have the leisure to do it myself.

Su Junping quickly made hundreds of dollars, and if he combined it with his snacks, he would be able to fight all over the world. Fu Tiantian also approached him and cooperated with him. Send a small bottle of rainbow bottle.

Fu Tiantian patted him on the shoulder, she became more and more satisfied with this agent.

They were chatting when they saw a person from the next class leaning on the window and asking, "Are there any pink ones?"

"No," Su Junping said with a sip of water, "but I can make one, do you want a big one or a small one?"

"Big one, make a good point, coax your girlfriend, if she still refuses to forgive me, it's your fault."

Su Junping laughed: "What kind of gangster logic is this, be careful and I'll beat you up."

As he said this, his hands started to move.

The bottle was ready in a while, Su Junping washed the big syringe hastily, there were still some residues in it, but he didn't mind if he was so-so.But Chen Yilin saw it, took it over and washed it again, and wiped it clean carefully.

Su Junping glanced at Chen Yilin from the corner of his eye. His gaze, as light as the wind, swept over his eyes, bridge of nose, and lips, and finally landed on the small mole behind the ear. The small brown mole always looks like a seductive one. The eyeballs are hard to look away.Su Junping stretched out his hand as if bewitched, at this moment Chen Yilin turned his face and handed him the syringe.

"All right."

Su Junping withdrew his hand instantly, and said with a guilty conscience, "Thank you."

The moment he lowered his head, he didn't see Chen Yilin touching the hair behind his ears. He just noticed Su Junping's eyes.

Chen Yilin followed the mirror on Wang Wenjie's desk, and looked at himself carefully, and there was no appearance loss.He couldn't help thinking: "Does Xiao Jun's appearance mean that I am special? He has never touched other people's ears."

He recalled it in his heart, Su Junping and him seemed to be a little closer than ordinary people, his heart suddenly jumped up, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise three points when he was doing homework.

Wang Wenjie, who was returned to the mirror, looked at Chen Yilin very strangely, and thought, "Why is the squad leader so happy? Did he suddenly realize that he is too handsome? No, this is what a narcissist like Su Junping would do. "

Su Junping didn't know that he was being called a "narcissist", he felt guilty and looked at Chen Yilin itchingly.Seeing that his table was empty, I decided to give him a beautiful rainbow bottle for decoration.

Of course, it can't be an ordinary rainbow bottle. He is not satisfied with the existing SpongeBob SquarePants in the belly of the table. Bottle ran downstairs.

When he ran to the vegetable market, he saw people surrounded by twos and threes near Chen Yilin's shop. When he saw people surrounded by people, he became terrified reflexively, and almost threw his precious bottle away.

Going a little closer, it turned out that it was the proprietress next door to Chen Yilin's store, with her hands on her hips cursing and fighting in full swing, and the few people in suits and leather shoes facing her shrank their heads and said nothing, like a turtle grandson.

Because Su Junping is very dissatisfied with his well-dressed father, he even hates all men in suits.He walked over quickly, rolled his eyes and thought, "It deserves it."

As soon as Su Junping opened the door of Chen Yilin's store, he held up the bottle with a smile and shouted: "Look what this is?!"

Chen Yilin was making snacks with his hands full of flour, his eyes lit up when he saw the colorful rainbow bottle, he said thank you for taking it, and scraped Su Junping's nose along the way.

Su Junping turned around and sneezed loudly.

Chen Yilin washed his hands and said, "Xiao Jun, why are you here?" He didn't have any doubts when he said this, but poured him a cup of tea with ease, and Su Junping lowered his head and took a sip. As long as the water in Chen Yilin's hands is warm .

"Come here if you want to, why, can't you?"

"Of course not, the bottle is so pretty."

After finishing speaking, he went to rub his hair. Chen Yilin's fingers were long and slender, and his fingertips were cold, which felt extraordinarily comfortable. Su Junping simply leaned on him and hummed.Hearing the sound of his own accelerated heartbeat, Chen Yilin circled him with one hand to prevent him from slipping down, and skillfully brushed his hair with the other hand.

The faces of the two were so close that he could touch Su Junping's lips as long as he lowered his head slightly. Of course Chen Yilin didn't do this, but he clearly heard the sound of blood boiling in his ears, and he turned his head to look at the black man. Huge ceiling, this space with poor lighting gave him unlimited imagination, he imagined that he and he were both printed on the ceiling, they were two independent people, he lowered his head slightly, and could kiss those pair of eyes without any effort. Soft, pink lips.

Su Junping leaned lazily in his arms, and casually picked up a piece of red bean horseshoe cake to eat.I don't know if it was his illusion, but he always felt that Chen Yilin was not as resistant to his intimate contact as before.

This is of course a good thing, Su Junping took a bite, and out of mischief, he handed over the chipped cake and asked, "Do you want to eat?"

His original plan was to stay for three seconds and then take it back. Unexpectedly, Chen Yilin glanced at him. There was an inexplicable strangeness in that glance, which made Su Junping's hairs explode. The next second, he grabbed the horseshoe cake and chewed it. Eat two or three times.

Su Junping: "..." The sun really came out from the west!

Chen Yilin looked at Su Junping's shocked gaze, and carefully licked off the debris from his mouth.

He was eating seriously, and suddenly realized something after a few seconds, his face turned red all of a sudden, the roots of his ears were red, he turned his head away from Su Junping, and stopped rubbing his hair.

Su Junping: "..."

However, Su Junping quickly realized that Su Junping bullied him with both hands empty, hooked Chen Yilin's chin back with one finger, forced him to look at each other, and was about to make fun of him with a smile when the sliding door was suddenly opened by someone up.

Chen Yilin took the opportunity to push him away, and shook his collar, pretending to be sitting upright, only the redness at the base of his ears revealed his thoughts.

When Su Junping saw that it was those men in suits just now, he felt even more upset. He snorted coldly, and put the only empty bench on the tripod, making all those damn men in suits stand there in a daze.

But looking at them, they didn't want to sit down either.

The leader took a step forward, with a polite smile on his face: "Is Mr. Chen Yilin in?"

Chen Yilin blinked and raised his hand in doubt: "It's me."

That person's smile suddenly widened: "Is it you who initiated the "Joint Application for Demolition Compensation Matters?"