I cried, I pretended

The temperature has dropped drastically in the past few days, but fortunately the heater is always on in KFC. At this time, at a table in the corner of the store, Song Mingwang was poking milk tea with a straw in boredom.

"Why did you think of asking me out? It's so noisy when you're still here."

"Hey, isn't the library full of people? Isn't reading here the same? It's too difficult to get an appointment with you." Tian Meng gnawed a mouthful of chicken wings, not caring about his own image at all.

His facial features are not ugly, and he can even be said to have a good foundation, but he is chubby, and his whole body is white and fat like a dumpling, and there are shallow dimples when he smiles.

"What's the matter with asking me out? I haven't finished my paper yet. I just bought a new paper." Song Mingwang pressed the corner of his mouth impatiently.

Because he didn't wear a school uniform when he wasn't in school, he was wearing a white shirt with a light coffee-colored sweater loosely wrapped around it. His bangs were already pretty long, so he didn't wear a hat anymore.

"Hey, something happened at my house." Tian Mengmeng stopped eating, stared at the chicken wings in his hand, and sighed sadly.

"What's the matter?" Song Mingwang was aroused with curiosity.

"My dad cheated."

"Don't listen, don't listen."

Unexpectedly, the moment Song Mingwang fell to the words, he immediately covered his ears with lightning speed, and muttered: "I don't listen, my mother said that you can't meddle in other people's family affairs."

Tian Mengmeng started directly, and forcefully pulled his hand away, "Your mother said everything, haven't you grown up yet? As my good brother, buddy, and friend, you won't comfort me! "

Song Ming straightened his wrinkled collar and tried his best to correct his words.

"But we've only known each other for less than a month..."

"Don't be mad at me at this time." Tian Mengmeng interrupted him, and he also felt that his brain had lost his mind, so he came to Song Mingwang for comfort, probably because he wanted to torture himself to sober up.

"Then why did your dad cheat?"

"Good question, why." Tian Mengmeng sighed pretending to be mature, "Maybe they didn't love each other that much, but they used to have a very good relationship. It can be said that they are like glue. My neighbors know the relationship between my parents. It’s so good, it’s not even noisy.”

"Is there some hidden secret, such as being coerced or something." Song Mingwang felt that he had discovered a blind spot, and quickly lowered his voice, as if afraid of being overheard.

"Impossible, my mother personally took me to the bed." Tian Meng showed a disgusted expression, and then rolled his eyes, "Don't make random guesses, maybe it's just that you don't love me that much, which makes me feel a little nervous now. Doubt the word love."

Song Mingwang was speechless.

"Do you think they really loved each other deeply at the beginning, and then they don't love each other now, or have they never loved so much, just talking about it?"

Song Mingwang learned to be smart this time, "...which one will make you feel better?"

"Forget it." Tian Mengmeng thought for a while, "I don't even feel well."

He drank the orange juice in the glass in one gulp, "I figured it out, what adults say is a lie, my parents also said they only loved me, but my brother changed after he was born, and now they are both divorced." Fighting for custody of my younger brother, no one wants me."

Song Mingwang lowered his head and took a sip of the milk tea, but he also calmed down rarely.

"To be honest, I sometimes envy you. You are smart and good-looking, and your mother loves you so much. You have a harmonious family. Damn, I won't talk about it. The more I talk about it, the more bitter it gets."

"The front is quite right, but the back is wrong." Song Mingwang chewed on the pearl, and said vaguely, "My family is not as good as you think."

Tian Mengmeng thought that Song Mingwang seemed to be in a single-parent family, so Ning must have something to hide, so he stopped talking.

"Come on, take a sip." He filled up the orange juice again, "Today we sworn sworn brothers, and we will be true buddies from now on!"

Song Mingwang muttered something, but obediently raised the milk tea and clinked glasses with him.

After going back and forth, the two of them insisted on drinking with the momentum of "getting drunk to relieve a thousand worries".

At this time, in the corner across the street, there were several people standing under the steps at the entrance of the game hall.

"Ah, what's wrong?"

Cheng Wang looked away, casually tossed the coin up and down, and then held it in the palm of his hand, "It's okay, go back."

As soon as he came out of the game hall, he saw two people sitting in the fast food restaurant opposite. Through the glass, he could see one of them clinking glasses with milk tea and the other with orange juice, looking like idiots.

"Fuck, isn't this the little fool and the little fat man?" Tang Tan also noticed, and whistled carelessly, "What are you doing? The expression on his face looks like his mother's three-knit relationship in Taoyuan."

"Is this the newly transferred boy from your class?" The girl who was talking with them was Zhou Yao.

"That's right, little porridge, you don't know how courageous he is, he used Brother Wang's desk as a garbage dump the first day he came."

"I've heard of it." Zhou Yao said thoughtfully.

Cheng Wang walked forward without turning his head, "Let's go."

"Wait a minute, won't you say hello to your classmates?" Zhou Yao stopped him with a smile.

This statement was immediately echoed by Tang Tan. He didn't seem to be serious about watching the excitement, "Yes, I also want to know what happened. I can see a frowning expression on that Song Mingwang's face."

Said that the two walked side by side to the opposite fast food restaurant, Cheng Wang frowned and looked at them, and finally followed.

"Tell me about your home."

Tian Mengmeng's eyes were red. The two of them talked about a lot of things just now, which reminded him of his parents' past. Once the words were spoken, the sadness in his heart found an outlet to vent out.

It's just that he didn't expect Song Mingwang to be the one, because she had never cried in front of his mother.

Song Mingwang couldn't cry, "My family has nothing to say."

Tian Mengmeng didn't believe it.

But I didn't expect that Song Mingwang, who was always easy to coax, wouldn't open his mouth this time, and kept drinking milk tea, for fear that his mouth would be idle.

"Say it or not! I've told you everything."

Song Ming hoped to die and refused.

The two were staring at me and at you when they suddenly heard a familiar voice behind them.

"What are you talking about so happy? You told me to listen."

Tang Tan unceremoniously pulled out a chair and sat in front of them, smiling.

Tian Mengmeng saw him and those people behind him, his face was a bit ugly, to be honest he was actually a little afraid of them.

Song Mingwang frowned and stared at Tang Tan.

Tang Tan touched his face, "Is there anything on my face?"

"Are you in my class?"

"…what?"

Song Mingwang quickly searched in his mind for a while, and it took him a long time to successfully match the face recognition number.

"Tang Qin?"

"..." Tang Tan felt his fists itch.

Zhou Yao has been silently sizing up Song Mingwang, with a hooked look in his eyes.

Song Mingwang also noticed it, but he just felt baffled, why a large group of people suddenly came and punched them in front of them, and then looked at him like visiting an animal.

"My name is Zhou Yao." He looked at the girl in front of him and stretched out her hand towards him, with a kind smile on her face, as if she had changed from just now, "It's Cheng Huang's friend."

Tang Tan immediately made an exaggerated expression. "Congee Congee, why don't you say you are my friend, only him."

Zhou Yao laughed.

Because Song Mingwang hated her look just now, he even hated her.

If he likes it, he likes it, if he doesn't like it, he doesn't like it, and he doesn't hide his thoughts about people's likes and dislikes.

But he had grown a little bit anyway, so he looked at the hand in front of him, then touched her fingertips very reluctantly, and quickly retracted.

Zhou Yao's face froze imperceptibly.

"Xiao Wangwang, how is brother treating you? Buy me a hamburger." Tang Qin asked unceremoniously without noticing the atmosphere at this time.

"No." Song Mingwang shook his head.

Tang Tan finally couldn't hold back and gave him a shudder, "Can you give me some face, there are so many people here."

"It hurts."

Cheng Wang's eyes fell on Song Mingwang, who was covering his head and screaming, and twitched the corner of his mouth imperceptibly.

Song Mingwang raised his head and just met his gaze, and of course he didn't miss his smile.

He immediately gritted his teeth angrily, wondering if he was so happy when he was beaten.

Looking at this scene, Zhou Yao frowned slightly.

She, Tang Tan, and Cheng Wang have known each other since junior high school, and now they have entered the third middle school. It can be said that they know each other better than anyone else.

Cheng Wang's temperament is cold and his patience is extremely poor. It stands to reason that for someone like Song Mingwang, Cheng Wang should have cleaned him up on the first day.

So when I heard that nothing happened after provoking Cheng Wang, I felt strange.

"What are you guys going to do?" Song Mingwang bit the straw impatiently, and accidentally spilled some milk tea on his body, his mood got even worse.

"We're all classmates. Can't we just say hello?" Tang Tan seemed to be holding grudges.

He originally saw it because he was excited after seeing him and wanted to tease him, but he didn't expect him to open his mouth and make himself so angry.

Song Mingwang took another big gulp of the milk tea with the straw in his mouth, glanced at Cheng Wang, and muttered something in his mouth.

"What did you say?" Tang Qin felt a little baffled seeing his slurred speech.

Cheng Huang casually lowered his head to play with the coins, then raised his eyes to look at Song Ming.

"...My mother asked me to thank you." Song Mingwang finished speaking quickly, frowning, as if these words were burning his mouth.

Knowing that he was talking about sending him home, Cheng Wang didn't have much expression on his face, and said indifferently: "Thank you for blocking me?"

"..."

"Tell me! What kind of riddles are you playing?" Tang Tan was unhappy, and wished he could get in between the two of them.

Zhou Yao lowered her head slightly, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Ah..." Song Mingwang remembered the impulsive things he did when he was drunk that day, and said calmly, "I forgot to let you out."

"..."

After the flag-raising ceremony on Monday, just in time for the morning self-study to end, everyone in Class [-] is bound to carry out the principle of "one worm in class and one dragon in class".

A few boys were happily discussing "adult topics" in the last row.

But Song Mingwang felt that the more he listened to the direction, the more strange it became.

Luo Xiang: "I've never been to a gay club, have I? Are there all men there?"

Tian Mengmeng: "I don't know either, anyway, I have never encountered homosexuality since I was a child."

Tang Tan touched his chin: "As far as I know, it seems that there are more than one and one in their circle."

Tian Mengmeng was puzzled: "What is one? What is zero?"

Another boy named Feng Fang obviously resisted this kind of topic, "It's disgusting, it's not like there are no women anymore, what's the matter with men and men."

Tang Qinyu taught him earnestly: "That's not a good thing to say, and it doesn't bother you, right?"

Luo Xiang heard him talking about curiosity, and asked, "Tang Tan, you are usually the most knowledgeable, take us to have a look someday."

Everyone's impression of Tang Tan is that "he has money at home and enjoys more fun", but they all misunderstood Tang Tan on this point.

Tang Tan waved his hand, "Although some of my friends do raise young boys, I'm completely straight. I never go there to play, let alone brother Zhuang."

Song Mingwang pursed his lips, and from the corner of his eye, he glanced at Cheng Wang, who lowered his head and played with his mobile phone, ignoring everyone, with a disapproving expression.

At the end of the third class, Song Mingwang poked Tian Mengmeng's back in front of him because he had to collect the wrong papers before the math class.

"Mengmeng, hand over your homework."

Tian Mengmeng turned his head unbearably, and warned Song Mingwang, "Don't call me Mengmeng like they do."

Perhaps because of family accidents, a few weeks after the meeting at McDonald's, Tian Mengmeng was much thinner than before.

The original round face can also be seen with some edges and corners, but it still has a baby face, and there are shallow dimples when he smiles, which makes him look a little cute.

Now because of Mengmeng's sound, everyone started to call him Mengmeng.

"Why?" Song Mingwang was genuinely puzzled, "The sound they got is pretty good, better than yours before."

"No matter how nice it sounds, it's a name only girls have."

"What's the matter?" Song Mingwang didn't take it seriously.

Tian Mengmeng had blue veins floating on his forehead, and wanted to let Song Mingwang feel it, so he was furious and said to Cheng Wang who was beside him, "Brother Wang, do you want to know what Song Mingwang's nickname is?"

Song Mingwang's eyes widened, and he subconsciously wanted to cover his mouth.

"He used to be called Jiujiu, just the sound of a bird chirping."

Cheng Wang raised his head and his eyes fell on Song Mingwang.

The two looked at each other: "..."

It was Cheng Lu who broke the silence, and he raised an eyebrow slightly, and asked back, "Jiujiu?"

After two or three seconds, Song Mingwang covered his ears with a numb face: "...I can't hear."