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A small stream of transparent water spewed out from the spout of the pot, fell high into the thermos bottle on the ground, and the arc it drew in the air looked like a section of spider plant leaf.

The air flowing in the glass inner tank produces sharp and bright echoes, as if coming from a ravine or valley.

Looking at the mouth of the bottle in the lingering water vapor, it is pitch black and the vision is misty. It seems that there are unknown reptiles climbing up the wall inside the hole.

The water level keeps rising, and the creatures get closer and closer to it.

"Yuan Mu, go downstairs and buy me a bag of salt."

The narrow circle of water suddenly burst out from the mouth of the narrow circle bottle, Yuan Mu came back to his senses, vented his wrist, and leveled the kettle.

"it is good."

He closed the cork, spilling some hot water on his fingers.

Fang Qiong was holding his apron to wipe his hands, and wanted to go back to the bedroom to give him some change.

"I still have money."

Yuan Mu leaned on the door frame and lowered his head to put on his shoes.

"The living expenses I gave you last week haven't been used up yet?" Fang Qiong guessed casually, not intending to confirm, and immediately came over and handed over two change receipts, "Keep your money for yourself."

She said, "Get a handful of shallots for the extra money."

"okay."

After opening the door, I saw two men in work uniforms carrying a wardrobe downstairs.

Yuan Mu closed the door and retreated to the corner to make way for them.

Followed by Yan Lei, he was holding a large bag of clothes wrapped in a sheet with both hands, and it fell by his legs, looking dead.

Yuan Mu should have stepped forward to ask him if he wanted to help, but for some reason, he didn't.

Yan Lei saw him, but pretended not to see him, his face sank, and he seemed to grit his back teeth and quicken his pace.

Following them out of the corridor, a moving truck was parked on the side of the road, Yan Lei's mother was standing in the truck to check the furniture, a few steps beside the truck was a pile of furniture and miscellaneous goods that had just been brought down from upstairs. thing.

Lu Yiyun knocked on the glass cabinet and asked Yuan Mu why he was in a daze if he didn't leave with the salt and change.

He clutched a corner of the salt bag in his hand and turned his head to look back.

Yan Lei was moving the things that were stacked on the ground to the car, and he did this several times, tirelessly.

The same goes for Yan Lei's father, mother, and the moving workers. They repeat the same thing boringly, with no signs of thinking on their faces, like marionettes who have temporarily lost their minds.

If Lu Yiyun answered, he would just ask him, if Lu Yiyun didn't answer, he would just talk to himself, Yuan Mu said, "They just left like this?"

Lu Yiyun slowed down the action of wiping the ornaments, finally threw away the rag, rested his arms on the counter, and watched with him: "It's normal to leave.

It is not normal to continue living peacefully and beautifully in this place. "

"but."

He shut up, a little confused whether they were cruel or he was mean.

"What's the matter, what are you thinking?" Lu Yiyun asked lightly.

"But in this way, Sister Li seems to have been completely abandoned."

Yuan Mu said, "So they changed to another place to live peacefully and beautifully?"

Lu Yiyun smiled, remained silent for a while, and answered his first sentence: "Isn't it long ago?"

Lu Yiyun continued to play with his ornaments, Yuan Mu did not leave, and stood silently.

His eyes still fell on them, trying to find some flaws. Is there really nothing else on those faces except nuran? Pain, guilt, sadness, anything is fine.

During this time, Yan Lei lifted and lowered the chair, bent over and looked straight over.

With that, anger and embarrassment.

Yan Lei walked towards Yuan Mu's gaze, and after a few steps, he went back and dragged the chair, and he came in front of Yuan Mu: "Don't look at me like that."

They were also good friends in elementary school. Yuan Mu and a group of children from the street went to Yan Lei's house to play. Yan Li would peel potatoes, cut them into shreds and fry them in a frying pan, saying that she would learn Dix's French fries for them.

In junior high school, Yuan Mu never got along with him again. It turned out that Yan Lei's voice was so thick after the voice change period.

"What eyes do I have?"

Yuan Muping looked at him.

"Don't look at me like that, you can't blame me."

Yan Lei suppressed his voice at first, but when he finally had the opportunity to say it, he couldn't control it, almost crazy, "Don't look at me like this, don't look at my house like this, fuck you! Fuck your mother! This It's her life, you know, the path she chooses, life or death is her own choice, why should I bear it! Her life is like this! It's like this!"

Yuan Mu's palms were itchy, and his temples were throbbing, painful.

It stands to reason that anger is the most contagious, but he doesn't understand why sadness is so high in his body now.

Someone rushed over, blowing the orange-scented wind.

An arm was stretched across his eyes, and the palm pressed Yan Lei's neck forward in a rage. Yan Lei staggered back in embarrassment, and was nailed to the wall by brute force.

Putting distance between him and Yuan Mu, Qiu Yu let go.

"what are you doing."

Qiu Yu looked at Yan Lei.

"You two are in the same group, right?" Yan Lei still pressed his back against the wall without the confinement, "I'm not afraid, you'll still be your mother, Qiu Yu."

Qiu Yu couldn't react in time, and with a slap, she saw Yan Lei's face being crooked by the salt bag thrown from behind.

Yuan Mu walked up quickly, and kicked Yan Lei hard on the side.

He grabbed the back of his neck in time, but before he fell to the ground, he was kicked three or four times, his collar was torn before Yuan Mu threw him away.

Kicking all the way, Yan Lei fell in the middle of the road, and Yuan Mu turned back to get his chair.

Passing by Qiu Yu with a chair in his hand, he stopped, gasping for breath, clenched his forearm to look through, and there were bloody fingernail marks that Yan Lei had dug out.

Yuan Mu didn't say anything, he let go and walked towards Yan Lei.

Yan Lei's father heard the sound and was pulling his ashes-covered son up.

A chair fell down, and Yan Lei fell to the ground again.

"Hey!" Father Yan was frightened and wanted to pull Yuan Mu instead.

Yuan Mu swung his chair and beat his father together, while Qiu Yu hugged his waist from behind.

Yuan Mu paused, worried that it was him, so he didn't try his best, but only thought of dragging Qiu Yu to push Yan Lei under this chair.

The two of them didn't make a sound, they stuck together silently, one was in a hurry to escape, and the other was tightly bound.

In the end, Yan Lei was dragged away by his father who yelled angrily, and Yuan Mu slowly stopped moving as he walked away.

Qiu Yu didn't let go, and strangled him, resting her forehead on his shoulder and panting, counting his pulse and heartbeat.

The two breaths gradually weakened, Yuan Mu threw the chair by the side of the road, and looked down at his arm again: "Let's go, I'll get you alcohol when I go home."

Lu Yiyun obviously watched the play for a long time in the store, and only after the curtain ended did he wave to them with a smile: "Yuan Mu, I picked up the salt for you, don't forget to take it away."

The opening ceremony of the sports meeting was held in the afternoon, and Yuan Mu had not changed into his school uniform and trousers.

Qiu Yu climbed the stairs behind him, staring at his looming ankle.

What's the matter, this man looks so good in school trousers.

"Are you waiting here, or going in?" Yuan Mu asked him standing in front of his house.

"Go in."

Qiu Yu said.

Add a "bar", not straightforward, less urgent, very graceful.

The key unlocked the door to let Qiu Yu go in, and Yuan Mu picked up the black slippers on the second-to-last shelf from the bottom of the shoe rack and placed them at his feet.

"Hey, Xiaoyu is here!"

Yuan Mu's hands were still weak, he rubbed his shoes off with his feet, and said, "He's here to get the test paper given by the teacher."

"Yes, Aunt Fang."

It is reasonable to assume that Qiu Yu was waiting for him on the sofa in the living room, but when Yuan Mu entered his room, he also squeezed in.

Qiu Yu first said: "If you don't take it away, you can paint it for me."

It was only after meeting each other that I saw footprints on Yuan Mu's pants, "You were kicked by him?"

Yuan Mu then lowered his head, stretched out his hand to dust it, but it was not clean, then turned to get alcohol from the drawer: "He is not a sandbag."

Qiu Yu was obsessed with ghosts, and squatted beside his legs, rubbing the gray marks dryly with her hands.

Yuan Mu's body stiffened: "No water, no use."

Tear off the cotton swab, "Get up, hands."

Qiu Yu raised his eyes to look at him, and raised his hands up.

Yuan Mu circled his wrist bones, the blood from the three marks had dried up.

After thinking about it, he said, "How did you drive Xue Zhiyong away before?"

Qiu Yu: "..."

Qiu Yu wanted to withdraw her hand.

Fang Qiong rummaged through the bag in the kitchen, shouting: "Yuan'er, green onion, did you forget to buy it?"

Yuan Mu hurriedly changed a cotton swab to wipe him a second time, and replied: "Forgot - go right away."

When leaving, Yuan Muzhen gave Qiu Yu a set of real exam papers for the college entrance examination over the years.

Qiu Yu went home with the test paper in his arms. Xu Yiqing looked at him and then at his arms: "... where is the rice?"

"Come back and put this away first, and go right away."

Before going out, Qiu Yu sat on a low stool, flattened the hem of her trousers, and let the trousers hang down to cover the upper and most of the upper of the sneakers.

Without a full-length mirror, you can only stand in front of the reflective TV screen to observe the effect.

Qiu Xi thought he was smug, so she deliberately said, "Mmm! The school pants should be rolled up so they don't look like school pants!"

Qiu Yu didn't turn her head back: "No one asked you."

Qiu Xi didn't make a sound for a few seconds, and suddenly jumped up from the sofa, twisting something between her fingers: "Brother! Do you have a girlfriend? And take her home! Why is there such a long yellow hair on this sofa!"

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This version has been changed, all the emojis posted have turned into question marks, and the comment area looks very irritable