Out of place

Cheng Boyan turned his head and was stunned when he saw the person behind him. After a few seconds, he said: "Da Jiang?"

Xiang Xi followed and turned his head. Standing behind him was a man in his 30s, wearing glasses. He looked very refined, similar to the various young and promising bosses often played on TV.

"Yeah, I thought I was mistaken." The man named Dajiang held out his hand with a smile, "Long time no see."

Cheng Boyan smiled, nodded at Dajiang, and did not shake hands with him: "Long time no see, come to buy books?"

"Don't buy it, I'll take a look around," Da Jiang withdrew his hand, "You really... haven't changed much."

"How can it change." Cheng Boyan said with a smile.

Da Jiang's eyes fell on the book in Xiang Xi's hand, and he was taken aback: "Are you buying books here? Are you married?"

"No." Cheng Boyan replied simply.

"Oh, let me tell you, I don't have any." Da Jiang probably saw that Cheng Boyan didn't want to say more, so he looked at Xiang Xi again, "I bought it for a friend's child? This set is suitable, with pinyin and English Woolen cloth."

And English?Xiang Xi looked down at the book in his hand, but couldn't tell which was English and which was Pinyin.

"Have you bought it?" Cheng Boyan took the book and flipped through it.

"The books made by our company," Dajiang smiled, took out his business card, handed it to Cheng Boyan, and pointed to the shelf next to it, "these are all, I will come here occasionally."

"Oh," Cheng Boyan took the business card and glanced at him, "Are you making a book now? No wonder you are wearing plain glasses."

"You, you still talk like this." Da Jiang touched his glasses, took another business card and handed it to Xiang Xi, "Please give me some advice."

Xiang Xi saw that this person was handing over the business card with two hands together, so he hesitated for a while, and took the business card with both hands like Cheng Boyan.

He can recognize the name on the business card. Such a simple name is simply pleasant. Liu Jiang is much easier to recognize than Cheng Boyan's profound name.

Cheng Boyan and this Liu Jiang were still chatting without embarrassment or embarrassment, and Xiang Xi was bored, so he turned around and walked away.

This Liu Jiang is quite strange, Cheng Boyan is not enthusiastic at all, this person has never left the intention of leaving, if he were to be replaced, with such a cold attitude from others, he would have left long ago.

But usually Cheng Boyan is not very enthusiastic about people, maybe this kind of old acquaintances are used to it.

Xiang Xi turned slowly in front of the bookshelves, looking for the words he knew in the covers of various colorful children's books, and after turning around twice, he was quite satisfied.

I don’t know if I don’t turn it around, but I actually know a lot of words.

After turning around two more times, he saw Cheng Boyan walking over, and Liu Jiang had already walked towards the elevator.

"Are you finished talking?" Xiang Xi put down a literacy poster in his hand.

"Well," Cheng Boyan nodded, and clapped a few books in his hand, "Let's go, buy these first and read them slowly when you go back."

"Your friend?" Xiang Xi followed him to the cashier, took out his business card and looked at it again, "Is it a company? The boss? I think he looks like the boss."

"The director of distribution," Cheng Boyan turned around, "the one from the school next door."

"University?" Xiang Xi asked.

"En." Cheng Boyan responded.

"Looks older than you," Xiang Xi thought for a while and suddenly became amused, "Hey, is it possible that your classmates are all married, when I heard that you are not married yet, it feels like he has found a partner... no longer a partner. "

"Really," Cheng Boyan also smiled, "I'll tell you later."

The money for the books was paid by Cheng Boyan. He had a bookstore card with money in it.

Xiang Xi stood aside, watching people stamp chapters on books and put them in bags, feeling very satisfied in his heart. Although they were only a few children's books, they felt heavy and serious when held in his hands.

After leaving the book city, Cheng Boyan bought him a beautiful soft leather notebook, a fountain pen, and a bottle of ink in the nearby stationery store.

"Isn't it enough to buy a ballpoint pen and a signature pen? Pens are so expensive, and it's troublesome to use." Xiang Xi felt troublesome when he thought about filling ink.

"The pen is comfortable to write on." Cheng Boyan said.

"People like me who can write numbers and my own name can't feel it." Xiang Xi looked at the pen in his hand, it was very beautiful, but he didn't belong to him at first glance, "I can also use a signature pen ah."

"Use a pen." Cheng Boyan didn't even look at him.

"Why!" Xiang Xi was helpless.

"It's comfortable to write, didn't I tell you." Cheng Boyan said.

"...All right, all right." Xiang Xi put the pen back into the bag.

"Are you hungry?" Cheng Boyan asked when he got into the car, "What do you want to eat?"

"Whatever you want, just don't eat too complicated ones," Xiang Xi sat on the co-pilot flipping through the book, "Anyway, I haven't eaten what you want, and you think what I want is dirty."

"...Then I'll just find a place." Cheng Boyan started the car.

"Well," Xiang Xi closed the book and turned to look at him, "Speak."

"What?" Cheng Boyan asked.

"Hey, how old are you? Your brain is so thin." Xiang Xi clicked his tongue, "Your classmate in charge."

"Oh forgot," Cheng Boyan laughed, "Liu Jiang, you two must have a common language."

"Don't tease me, that person is the leader at first glance." Xiang Xi leaned back in the chair and put his knees on the small drawer in front, "Can there be any common language?"

"Both of you are not particular," Cheng Boyan said, and clicked his tongue again after thinking about it, "he is even less particular than you."

"I'm very particular..." Xiang Xi also clicked his tongue, "I'm the one who rubs my hands with disinfectant now, how careless is that person? I think he's very neat and well-dressed, He's so clean-shaven."

Xiang Xi is very interested in Cheng Boyan, the master of hygiene, and all kinds of things that don't pay attention to fighting. As a clean freak who doesn't admit his own cleanliness, it's not easy to grow up so big. If he wants to put Zhaojiayao aside, he probably commits suicide early to get rid of this Dirty world again.

"Well, I didn't think at first, otherwise I couldn't have such a good relationship with him... He rented a house next to the school. I passed by and took a look." Cheng Boyan frowned. .”

"Is it dirty?" Xiang Xi couldn't imagine.

"You don't need bowls for eating, you just eat fast food, and you don't throw away the fast food boxes. There's a smell in the pile," Cheng Boyan said with a frown. "The walls are full of gangsters, all drawn by fingers."

"What are your hobbies? Draw on the wall?" Xiang Xi didn't feel much about not throwing away the fast food boxes. There are a lot of chickens in Dawa. Sometimes the chickens come into the house and excrete all over the place. Uncle Ping can also guard those piles. Shit drank tea calmly and waited until he went back to sweep it away, the smell was quite unreasonable.

"When I go to the bathroom at night, I don't turn on the light, so I poke my finger against the wall and swipe across to locate it," Cheng Boyan said.

"Can you draw a path? Dip in ink?" Xiang Xi was stunned.

"What kind of ink did you dip in? I brought it with me. I probably haven't washed my hands carefully," Cheng Boyan said. "When I think of his hand touching my face, I..."

Xiang Xi looked at his hands, and rubbed his fingers on Cheng Boyan's white car door vigorously. He was relieved that there was no gangster, and then he was taken aback: "Touch your face?"

Cheng Boyan didn't speak, and he cleared his throat after a while: "...um."

"He touched your face?" Xiang Xi suddenly thought of something, and stared at Cheng Boyan.

"What?" Cheng Boyan glanced at him.

"No...it's nothing," Xiang Xi turned his head away in embarrassment, "I'll just ask."

Cheng Boyan smiled and said nothing.

Xiang Xi didn't know what his smile meant, and he didn't have the nerve to say anything else, holding a bag of books and looking out the window.

Looking at the restaurants passing by from time to time outside the window, Xiang Xi felt that he was hungry, and when he was hungry, he would have something to eat, so he knocked on the car window: "Let's eat noodles, sliced ​​noodles?"

"Okay." Cheng Boyan said.

Then Xiang Xi couldn't find anything to say, so he could only continue to lean on and look out of the car window, but he couldn't help but curiously guess the relationship between Liu Jiang and Cheng Boyan.

Touch your face?

Ordinary people seldom touch their faces. He has never touched others' faces. He was touched a lot when he was a child, and children teased many people... Cheng Boyan is no longer a child.

Xiang Xi glanced at Cheng Boyan, that is... If so, then the two of them are actually quite similar, at least they look like the same kind of people.

"Where did you think of?" Cheng Boyan asked suddenly.

"Ah?" Xiang Xi was taken aback, almost thinking that he was thinking too much and said something.

"It's not as complicated as you think," Cheng Boyan smiled, "I liked him a lot before I saw his room."

"...Oh, oh," Xiang Xi nodded quickly, turned his head after thinking for a while, and couldn't help but chase after him, "Then... what about him?"

"It's almost the same," Cheng Boyan said, there was a red light ahead, he stopped the car, turned his head to look at Xiang Xi, "I just want to start the stage that hasn't started yet."

"Oh——" Xiang Xila made a long voice with an expression of "that's it", but in fact, he didn't know what the stage was when he wanted to start and hadn't started yet.

"Don't pretend to understand if you don't understand." Cheng Boyan said.

"Did you get noticed?" Xiang Xile laughed, scratching his head in embarrassment, "I haven't experienced it... Then you didn't start with anyone because of this?"

"Hmm." Cheng Boyan smiled.

"Then... have you ever had it again?" Xiang Xi thought for a while, "I think it's just your symptoms, it might be more difficult, maybe if someone makes a little noise when eating, you won't start with others."

"Not necessarily. I didn't know much about it before. I want to get closer when I meet the same kind. I don't really like it." After Cheng Boyan finished speaking, he paused, and suddenly leaned back in his chair and started laughing. He didn't stop laughing for a long time.

Xiang Xi was baffled by his laughter, and he was stunned for a long time before he suddenly realized that Cheng Boyan had said before that he had some movement while eating.

"Hey!" Xiang Xi shouted, "I didn't mean that!"

"Oh, your voice..." Cheng Boyan almost died when he called the car started, and said with a smile, "Did I mention you?"

"Then why are you laughing!" Xiang Xi slapped the car window, and remembering that he asked Cheng Boyan why he helped him like this... suddenly felt quite embarrassed.

"I'll just laugh for a while, casually." Cheng Boyan was still smiling.

"Can you still do it!" Xiang Xi glared at him.

"Huh?" Cheng Boyan glanced at him and laughed again, "I can't do it..."

"It's not over, you!" Xiang Xi yelled again, and after thinking about it, he said before Cheng Boyan said, "It's not over, let me tell you for you."

Xiang Xi hadn't eaten sliced ​​noodles for a long time, and Cheng Boyan finally found one after driving around the street a few times. At first, Cheng Boyan thought this place was not clean enough, but there happened to be a parking space on the side of the road, so he decided to go there This one ate.

"Whoever has a parking space wins the world." Xiang Xi jumped out of the car with the book bag in his arms.

"Put things in the car," Cheng Boyan said, "No one stole your Pinyin storybooks."

"Forgot," Xiang Xi put the bag back on the car, "Who says no one will steal it, this is a set of English storybooks, most people can't understand it."

The business of the noodle shop was good, and there were many people waiting beside the table. When Cheng Boyan paid the money, Xiang Xi found a seat beside the table.

Cheng Boyan sat across from him after paying the money, and he asked, "Can you add beef to me?"

"Added." Cheng Boyan said.

"I'm starving to death," Xiang Xi pressed his stomach, "Have you added it yet?"

"Added vegetables." Cheng Boyan smiled.

"What kind of tiger do you belong to?" Xiang Xi sighed, "Tiger cubs eat meat even if they are scorpioned."

Cheng Boyan laughed and patted him on the shoulder: "I have passed the stage where I need to eat meat to grow my body, you should eat more, don't you just pick one of the chickens and dogs, it's quite small Woolen cloth."

"Yes." Xiang Xi nodded.

"Don't you know when your birthday is?" Cheng Boyan asked him.

"I don't know, but who knows about this thing, Uncle Ping didn't tell me in detail," Xiang Xi said a little depressed about this, lowered his head, and said in a low voice, "The birthday on the ID card They are all the dates on the day I asked someone to testify."

"Then what is the zodiac sign you chose for yourself?" Cheng Boyan looked at him.

"Dog," Xiang Xi scratched his head, "I think it looks like a stray dog ​​that no one wants."

"Don't say that, let alone stray dogs or not, any dog ​​can live on its own," Cheng Boyan gently squeezed his shoulder, "Don't you always live very... Stubborn, with It looks like it has grown thorns."

"...Well, I'm that rose with thorns." Xiang Xi glanced at him and was happy again.

"You rose?" Cheng Boyan glanced at him and smiled, "The prickly chicken must be a bitch."

The two laughed for a long time, and Cheng Boyan forced his smile back after the people around him looked at him. This was the first time he was so happy to be seen in public.

Xiang Xi didn't care, and continued to laugh for a while before stopping.

After eating the noodles, Cheng Boyan drove Xiang Xi back and stopped the car at the intersection. He looked at the dark alley and sighed: "Live for three months and change places, it looks like a den of thieves here. .”

"Let's see when the time comes, it's actually okay, even if there are no street lights, even if there are street lights, it won't last for a few days. Someone is playing with a slingshot in the middle of the night." Xiang Xi smiled, "I grew up in a den of thieves, and this place is much more upscale than the den of thieves." .”

Cheng Boyan glanced at him, stopped talking about this topic, and pointed to the book: "Go home and have a look, don't you understand pinyin?"

"I don't understand, but I don't use pinyin, let me clarify again," Xiang Xi patted his leg, "It's not like I don't know a word, I can understand it with the picture!"

"All right, ask me if you don't understand." Cheng Boyan smiled.

"Wait and see my quick success!" Xiang Xi snapped his fingers, opened the car door and jumped out, "I'm leaving."

"Well," Cheng Eryan nodded, "good night."

"Good night!" Xiang Xi closed the car door, took the bag and patted the front of his car twice, and ran down the dark alley.

It was quite interesting for me to go shopping with my mother in the supermarket. Xiang Xi sat on the bed and flipped through it for a while after returning to the house. The names of many commodities, daily necessities, snacks, dishes, every picture and every word were marked out.

But Xiang Xi got bored after watching it for 10 minutes, and started to feel sleepy.

He closed the book, jumped out of bed and took a shower. When he came out, he was refreshed again, so he took the book again, didn't look at it a few times, and just tried to write a biscuit in the book, when he was sleepy again.

As soon as he lay down on the bed, Cheng Boyan really knew him well. If this were to be replaced with a dictionary, he probably wouldn't be able to hold a single page and would have to fall asleep immediately.

I really admire Cheng Boyan's ability to sit there and read for two or three hours.

Just stop and look at it like this, and then toss around and write a few words for two hours. Xiang Xi really couldn't hold it anymore. He lay on the bed thinking about getting up and turning two pages again. When he opened his eyes again, it was already dawn. up.

But even though yesterday’s study was very inefficient, it’s still better than not learning at all. Xiang Xi looked at the shelves when he was at work, and recognized several words he read last night, and suddenly felt that he was on the other side of the cultured person. It's a big step.

Fang Yan was surprised to hear that he started working in the supermarket. After congratulating him, he drove over early in the morning, and went into the store to drive around twice to buy something to eat.

"Don't take pictures of the name of the supermarket," Xiang Xi whispered when he was picking something, "it's not good."

"Well, I didn't take pictures, don't worry, I didn't even take pictures of the door face, the subject is you," Fang Yan said, "I only take pictures of you, is your work going well here?"

"Liuliu Dashun," Xiang Xi said, turned around and walked away, "Hurry up and leave after shopping."

After lunch, Song called him into the office.

Xiang Xi was very nervous when he went in, afraid that Song Yi had discovered Fang Yan and wanted to make trouble for him.

"How do you feel?" Song Yi sat behind the desk with a pen in his hand and a piece of paper in front of him.

"It's good. I'm getting familiar with the work to be done." Xiang Xi said.

"Well, you're quite smart, and it's not difficult to learn." Song Yi tapped the paper twice with a pen, "Here's a form to fill out..."

"Fill in the form?" Xiang Xi was stunned.

"It's just a file," Song Yi smiled, "You can say it, and I will write it."

"Oh." Xiang Xi breathed a sigh of relief.

This form is just an entry registration form, name, age, address, phone number, etc. Song Yi definitely doesn't need to do this by himself, probably because he is afraid that it will be laborious for him to fill it out.

Xiang Xi answered all Song Yi's questions, but the last question made him lose his voice.

"Bank card number? It was directly typed into the card when the salary was paid." Song Yi said.

Xiang Xi was silent for a while before softly saying, "I don't have a card."

"It's okay." Song glanced at him, "Go get one."

"I...can't get a card." Xiang Xi had a hard time answering, not knowing how to explain.

"Huh?" Song Yi seemed to be taken aback, but quickly lowered his head and wrote on the paper, "Then I'll give you the salary, it's okay."

"Thank you Brother Song." Xiang Xi said.

Xiang Xi was a little depressed when he walked out of the office.

These two days, Cheng Boyan was on duty. After dinner, he listened to the little nurses chatting at the nurse's station and then went back to the office. He was about to write down some of today's medical records when he had nothing to do, when the phone on the table rang.

He took the mobile phone, thinking that it might be Xiang Xi calling to report the results of his reading, but Song Yi's number was displayed on the screen.

"Ah?" Cheng Boyan answered the phone and asked with a smile.

"Can I eat early if I remind you?" Song Yi laughed, "Busy? I have something to tell you."

"It's okay, let's talk." Cheng Boyan said.

"That Xiangxi, do you know his situation? I mean background or something." Song Yi asked.

"Generally understand," Cheng Boyan took a sip from the cup on the table, "What's wrong?"

"Does he not even have an ID card?" Song Yi asked directly without going around the corner.

"...No," Cheng Boyan paused, "Will going to work affect you?"

"Of course it doesn't matter to me." Song Yi paused for a while, his voice slowed down, "Bo Yan, do you really have any thoughts about this kid?"

"What's wrong?" Cheng Boyan put down his cup.

"It's nothing, I think you're going to make trouble for yourself," Song Yi said, "I didn't go to school, I didn't have an ID card, let's not talk about it, did he get into trouble?"

"How do you say it?" Cheng Boyan frowned. He planned to talk about Xiang Xi's matter with Song Yi when he was having dinner. Now that Song Yi asked this question, his first reaction was that he went to the supermarket for all the troubles?

"A person who doesn't know if it's a reporter or something, stayed outside the supermarket all morning and then entered the store," Song Yi said, "I think he talked to Xiang Xi, you know what's going on with this person Son?"