Brother, here is a sand sculpture from 82

The subway during the rush hour is always so crowded that you can walk with your feet in the air and be caught by the people next to you.

The Friday rush hour is even more terrifying.

The death line during the Friday rush hour was even scarier.

Ye Qingzhi squeezed home like sardines all the way, and when he arrived at the station, his hair was disheveled and his face was haggard.

He decided to go to school by bike next week.

Ye Qingzhi got out of the subway station, walked around a block, and walked into the community.He raised his hand wearily, pressed his thumb on the fingerprint lock, and opened the door with a click.

"Mom—I'm back."

Ms. Lin was cooking vegetables in the kitchen. Hearing this, she poked her head out and said to him, "I'll cook another dish. Your dad has gone to the supermarket. You call him and tell him you have dinner."

"Oh."

Ye Qingzhi put down his schoolbag and called Lao Ye: "Hello? Dad, I'm back for dinner."

"Your mother has already cooked dinner?"

The background sound on Lao Ye's side is noisy human voices, which is also mixed with the sound of "Apple, 23 yuan" from the electronic scale.

"Well, it's almost there."

Ye Qingzhi hung up the phone, a little confused.

Why did he feel that Lao Ye's voice was a little nervous?

Ye Qingzhi went back to the room and changed into a set of pajamas, lay down on the bed and chatted with Chen Xun for a while before leaving the room to eat.

Lao Ye has already returned, talking to Ms. Lin at the kitchen door.Ye Qingzhi vaguely heard Lao Ye say "Why don't you let me come".

Ms. Lin smiled at him, expressing her distrust of his cooking skills.

Ye Qingzhi was doubly puzzled.How dare Lao Ye take the initiative to ask for a job?

……

On the small beige round table, there are three dishes and one soup.

Even though life has smoothed Ye Qingzhi's edges and corners and made his picky stomach gradually evolve into a diamond stomach, every time he smells the real home-cooked food, his appetite will still increase greatly.

Ye Qingzhi concentrated on grilling the rice.Ms. Lin ate beside her gracefully, calmly and slowly. Ye Qingzhi looked at her, and then at the one-third of the rice bowl left in front of him. , So I barely slowed down a little.

Ms. Lin suddenly said: "Xiao Qing, you this Wednesday..."

It's coming, it's coming.

Ye Qingzhi shook his chopsticks, and a piece of pork belly fell off.He quickly picked up the meat, and quibbled: "I didn't fight, but someone came to mess things up, and I didn't do anything."

Ms. Lin paused, then narrowed her eyes and looked at him: "Are you still fighting? Tell me."

Ye Qingzhi almost burst into tears: "...?"

Isn't that what you just said? !

Without telling myself, the rice in the bowl suddenly tasted bad.

He looked at the two parents who stopped to eat just to listen to his story of first entering the Academic Affairs Office, and told the story with blank eyes.

"Oh, I wonder why, persuading a fight is a good thing." Ms. Lin picked up her chopsticks again, "That person didn't hit you, did he?"

Ye Qingzhi shook his head: "No." He was also punched by his good brother.

Ms. Lin said: "That's fine. Actually, I just wanted to say that your dad and I saw a photo of you."

photo?

Ye Qingzhi suddenly had an ominous premonition.

Shouldn't it be...

Ms. Lin said slowly: "It's a photo of you hugging another boy. That boy is quite handsome."

Lao Ye finally found a chance to speak, and issued a warning with a serious face: "Brothers have a good relationship, fighting and fighting is okay, but don't hug in public, you are such an adult, pay attention to the influence."

Ye Qingzhi: "..."

His eyes were no longer dull, they were almost black.

Why did this photo spread so widely? ? !

Ms. Lin knocked on the rim: "Do you know?"

Ye Qingzhi speeded up his meal, finished the rest of the meal in two or three bites, and fled in despair.

"I know... I know!!"

……

After rushing back to the room, Ye Qingzhi sat cross-legged on the bay window.

It was nothing, but Lao Ye was ashamed when he said that.

Ye Qingzhi raised his hand and touched his cheek with the back of his hand.

It's a little hot.

After letting himself go for a while, Ye Qingzhi picked up the mobile phone on the corner desk next to him to read the information.

Chen Xun sent him a bunch of messages.Ye Qingzhi read them one by one, replied to him a few words, and posted on Weibo.

The Weibo article has not been updated for several days, Ye Qingzhi scrolled all the way, and the comments he received were all buzzing and fancy reminders.

"..."

Ye Qingzhi closed the comment section with a little guilt, and his eyes stopped on the dialog box with Sanshuizhidong.

The guy from Sanshui Zhidong hasn't chatted with him for several days, nor has he posted on Weibo for business.

Suddenly a little unaccustomed.

Ye Qingzhi sent a few private messages to Sanshuizhidong, and switched back to the Penguin interface.Chen Xun posted several pictures, showing his rich and convenient dinner from different angles - instant noodles with three ham sausages.

Looking at the word dinner, the scene at the dinner table just now appeared in Ye Qingzhi's eyes again.Ye Qingzhi was speechless for a moment, and sadly and angrily told Chen Xun about this on the Penguin.

-

Chen Xun was sitting on the floor of the living room, with a bowl of instant noodles on the tea table in front of him, and a replay of a certain team's game on the giant-screen TV in front of the living room.

A piece of steaming spicy ham was picked up, and Ye Qingzhi's message was sent at this moment.

Hearing the crisp notification tone, Chen Xun glanced at the phone screen next to the instant noodle bowl.

History is always strikingly similar.

The innocent slice of ham fell on the table.

Chen Xun ignored it, read Ye Qingzhi's words several times, without any embarrassment, but showed a smile instead.

Hughuhuhuo was actually seen by the parents of the little deskmate, hey, the uncle and aunt also said that the two of them have a very good relationship.

An indescribable joy welled up in his heart, and Chen Xun couldn't help typing a string in the dialog box.

"hahahahahahahahaha."

……

-

The original intention of Ye Qingzhi's message was to complain to Chen Xun about the speed of the spread of the photos and the embarrassing situation at that time, and to try to get his brother's approval and comfort.

Who would have thought? ? ?

Ye Qingzhi looked at the string of hahahaha, silently and slowly exited the chat interface.

are you crazy!Ha what!

……

Although he hid in his room and tried to escape, Ye Qingzhi went out to wash the dishes at his father's call after 5 minutes.

There is no air-conditioning in the kitchen, and the sweltering heat is mixed with the fumes that have not dissipated. Ye Qingzhi is washing dishes while sweating.

In the living room, Ms. Lin sat on the sofa and gently rubbed her abdomen.Lao Ye thought about the apple and the fruit knife for a moment, and finally gave up the fruit after dinner.

After washing the dishes, Ye Qingzhi sneaked back into the room. Before closing the door, he saw Ms. Lin rubbing her belly from the corner of her eye.

... Why is Ms. Lin always overwhelmed?

……

It was just a matter of washing the dishes, Chen Xun withdrew the string hahaha, and sent more than a dozen messages explaining that as a good brother, he was sincerely happy to see such a beautiful photo being seen by his uncle and aunt.

The lines between the lines are full of incomprehensible and unintelligible meaning.

Their 302 dormitory group also has more 99+ information.

Ye Qingzhi succinctly replied to Chen Xun with an ellipsis, and clicked on the dormitory group.

[Ye Qingzhi]: Why is the screen full of place names, where are you going?

[Xiaobin doesn't want to study anymore]: Oh, brother Ye is here.We almost got into a fight this week, even though we didn't get it done, we've gone through storms together, and we're discussing whether we should get together tomorrow.

[Ye Qingzhi]: Sure, have you figured out where to go?

[If you don't enter the top [-], don't change your name. Rong]: Brother Xun, you just arrived in City A not long ago. We are thinking of going to a place that is interesting, where we can eat and appreciate the cultural and geographical scenery of City A.

This requirement is quite high.

[Chen Xun]: Whatever you want is fine.

Several people discussed in the group, and when it was close to eleven o'clock, they finally decided to go to the night market on Saturday night.

After exiting the group chat, Ye Qingzhi switched back to the chat interface with Chen Xun.This person was also tirelessly sending him private messages during the group chat.

Ye Qingzhi slightly bent the corners of his mouth.

-good night, see you tomorrow.

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