deep trap

On the weekend, Lao Mao said that the four of Boyuan hadn't seen each other for a long time, and wanted to come out and chat together.Guessing that the meeting ended very late, Lu Can didn't ask Ji Mingze to pick him up and drove there by himself.

When he arrived, Lao Mao and Qin Yuanyuan had already arrived, and they were bickering over whether to order the mandarin duck pot.Lu Can took off his coat, "Why do you order mandarin duck pot, mandarin duck pot has no soul."

"Hey, I know Brother Can has the same taste as me," Qin Yuanyuan patted the stool beside her, "Come on, sit here, let's kill that bitch grandson of Yanzi."

"Hiss—" Lao Mao smacked his lips, "You two are almost ready, and the swallow is still singing, so you have to protect your throat."

Zhou Yan is now the lead singer of an underground band - of course he doesn't eat spicy food not because he wants to protect his voice, but simply because he can't eat spicy food.

Qin Yuanyuan snorted, "I don't think he sang a few songs, he smokes, drinks, and picks up girls all day long, and changes girlfriends every three days. He was slapped in the street a while ago and made it into the gossip tabloids!"

After failing to excuse Zhou Yan, Lao Mao was speechless.

That being said, after more than ten years of relationship, Qin Yuanyuan still ordered the mandarin duck pot in the end.

When the pot and ingredients were brought up, Zhou Yan was long overdue.His long curly hair was scattered behind his head, his eyes were sleepy, and his eyes were obviously black and blue, "Sorry guys, I'm late."

"You just woke up?" Qin Yuanyuan asked.

"Last night, a friend played a game, and the fuck didn't finish until dawn, or I couldn't be late."

While talking about Zhou Yan, Qin Yuanyuan took a sip of ice water, and snatched the water glass, "I don't want my stomach! I'm still playing, who are you kidding? Look at your shirt."

Lu Can looked over where Qin Yuanyuan pointed, and saw Zhou Yan's shirt collar was rubbed with pink lipstick, and the red mark on the side of his neck was looming. It was obviously not drinking, but hanging out with his sister all night.

Lao Mao couldn't see it, and started nagging, "Swallow, you are old and young, find a stable girlfriend and enjoy it for a while, and if you feel good, hurry up and think about marriage. When will you be able to stabilize after playing like this every day? And your band usually It can be a hobby, don’t hang out with them all day, that’s not a real business. I met your dad in the mall a few days ago, and he said he wanted to arrange for you to be a music teacher at school. He did make mistakes, you can ignore him, but you have to think about yourself..."

Zhou Yan's father is a contractor, a typical nouveau riche, with a little money and frequent cheating on Xiaosan.After learning the truth, the bad wife couldn't get sick, and after a few years, she left little Zhou Yan and passed away.

In the past two years, as Zhou's father grew older, he felt more and more sorry for his wife and children at the beginning, and dismissed those Yingying and Yanyan around him, hoping to repair the relationship with his son.

It's a pity that the prodigal son may not be able to exchange for gold when he turns back. This little sapling has been left unattended for a long time, and it has grown crooked.

Lao Mao's mouth cannot be opened, once opened it is difficult to close.Zhou Yan listened patiently to his nagging, and said with a smile: "Life is full of happiness, maybe I will die one day, if I don't play now, do I have to wait until I go to the underworld to play? I know you care about me, but now you think about those things. There's no point in making rules."

Old Mao: "..."

He looked at Zhou Yan, and then at the younger siblings on the table—the homosexual who just lost his love, the strong woman who worked overtime until she was malnourished, the playboy with a negative attitude and world-weary attitude—probably felt a little bad, and clutched his chest, " You guys, none of you can make me feel at ease."

Qin Yuanyuan said: "It's called the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked. You should get married first and set an example for us."

"With Xiao Mao, which girl would be willing to follow me?" Lao Mao smiled wryly.

His parents left early, leaving him alone to take care of his sister who suffered from kidney disease.If it weren't for some family background, the monthly salary of a civil servant of 4000 yuan would not be enough to support Xiao Mao's medical expenses.

Everyone sighed in unison.

"Are you saying that we are cursed?" Zhou Yan smacked his lips, "One after the other."

Lao Mao: "Just Yuanmeier can win a bit."

Qin Yuanyuan smiled and said nothing.

Autumn and winter are the best time to eat hot pot. The mutton is covered with butter when it is scooped up with chopsticks. It is red and exudes the spicy aroma of pepper. You can put aside your troubles.

It is said that people like to talk about the present when they are proud, and like to talk about the past when they are frustrated. Lao Mao sipped his beer and suddenly remembered the distant high school days: "I remember the first year of high school, Yanzi and Xiaocan fought over who was the school grass."

"It's not a fight," Qin Yuanyuan said, "It was purely Yanzi's provocation, Brother Can ignored him."

"Hey, you little girl, I'm older than you, why is Brother Can with Xiaocan, but a swallow with me? It's called Brother Yan."

"Don't call, don't call," Qin Yuanyuan made a face at Zhou Yan, and continued to pick Zhou Yan's underwear, "And at that time, Yanzi was like a militant, and could fight anyone, even the group of bookworms in the third middle school next door. Three Didn't the dean of the middle school talk to our school because he always hangs around the school gate?"

"Don't blame me," Zhou Yan explained, "I went to find the beauty of the third middle school, and I didn't fight."

Qin Yuanyuan sneered: "As a result, the school belle likes to be a top student, so she made you worthless."

Zhou Yan: "..."

No. [-] Middle School and Boyuan Middle School are only separated by a wall, but it is this wall of less than three meters that strictly divides the difference between "the pillars of the motherland" and "the dregs of society".

Among the four people at the table, except for Qin Yuanyuan, who entered the private school for free of tuition, the other three were all scumbags.Lao Mao is slightly stronger than Lu Can and Zhou Yan, but not much stronger.

"Speaking of No. [-] middle school bully," Qin Yuanyuan yelled at Lu Can with her elbow, "Do you remember the colleague at the next table I told you about? She is from No. [-] middle school. We only found out through chatting a few days ago that the school bully in their school He didn’t get recorded in the military academy!”

Because the academic performance is too bad, the dregs of the society have also heard about Xueba.Zhou Yan was surprised: "Not recorded? I remember that he did well in the exam, and the TV station went to interview him. Did your colleague remember it wrong?"

"My memory is correct. It was said that he had a physical problem. He dropped out of school before the start of school, and was finally admitted by the University of Aeronautics and Astronautics. However, the University of Aeronautics and Astronautics waived his tuition and accommodation fees, and gave him a large stipend. He even received it during school. Scientific research fees, patent fees, etc., I don’t think it’s a loss. Hey, look at them, they became a little rich without leaving school.”

"Something wrong with your body?"

Regarding his former rival in love, Zhou Yan couldn't utter a good word, "I think it's mentally ill. At that time, the school belle told me that he had a particularly bad personality."

Very withdrawn, but not the kind of introverted, unsociable withdrawn, but incompatible with the surrounding people, it seems that they do not belong to the same species.

"Girls like that kind of pretentious boy." Zhou Yan concluded with a sneer.

Qin Yuanyuan smacked her lips, obviously not agreeing.Zhou Yan said that her wings were hardened, and he made a gesture to pinch her face.

The two of you choked on me, and I hit you, as if you were back in high school between classes, chasing and fighting amidst the smell of books and spicy sticks.

When the war was in full swing, Qin Yuanyuan used her trump card: "My brother Can is neither pretending nor cowardly, and the girls chasing him still line up the playground!"

Lu. Ganfanren. Can was burying his head in eating meat. He was dragged into the center of the battlefield for no reason, and quickly waved his hands to show his innocence.

Hearing this, Zhou Yan couldn't find anything to refute, so he was completely dumbfounded.

"But speaking of Xiao Can, he was really likable in high school." Lao Mao put down his glass, "So why did you choose Duan Yuyang, that bastard if you didn't have a good playground?"

Qin Yuanyuan echoed: "No, Brother Can's table was full of snacks at that time, and someone secretly helped clean up the paint splashed on the bicycle."

"Speaking of the splashed paint," Lao Mao suddenly remembered, "Xiao Can, did you find out who cleaned it up in the end?"

who is it?Lu Can was in a trance for a moment, and he was a little lost.

I just remember that it was an unpleasant experience, starting from the umpteenth time I received a confession from a female classmate.

"Lu Can," the girl Qi Liuhai stopped him in the corridor on the sixth floor, blushing, "This is a chocolate chip cookie I baked myself. I, I like you, please stay with me."

At that time, Lu Can was able to clarify his sexuality, and simply refused: "I'm sorry, I don't like you."

From the first time she saw Lu Can in school, the girl fell into a vigorous unrequited love.For more than a year, I have given him food and clothing, sang for him at the campus party, and bribed his roommate to say good things every day... I did everything I could and couldn't do, but in the end I got rejected time and time again. .

What's wrong with her?Why doesn't Lu Can like her?

If you can't be with the person you like, it's better to die to make people happy.The girl jumped to sit on the window sill with a trembling voice: "Lu Can, it's because I'm not pretty or I'm not good enough in my studies. Why can't you like me? Let me tell you, if you don't accept me today, I'll jump from here Go down and make you regret it for the rest of your life!"

As she spoke, the girl shook her calf threateningly.

It was the first time in his life that he encountered such a battle, and Lu Can inevitably panicked.In addition, the equipment room on the sixth floor is usually empty, and no one can help him, so he had to choose to tell the truth: "You are very beautiful and excellent, but I like boys, so there is no way I like you."

The girl looked embarrassed.

That afternoon, news of Lu Can's homosexuality spread all over Quan Boyuan.

As Lao Mao said, Lu Can was really popular at that time.How popular is it?All the students, regardless of whether they are in the class or not, whether they are boys or girls, all helped Lu Can keep the secret.There was a lot of rumors on campus, but the teacher didn't hear any rumors, and directly skipped the steps of "inviting parents" and "writing an inspection".

But it is inevitable that there will be people who are jealous of him and wait for an opportunity to retaliate.One morning, Lu Can was in class, and through the window, he saw three notorious bastards pouring paint on his bicycle with a smile.

He hurriedly asked the teacher to ask for leave, but when he ran to the carport, the bastard and the bicycle had disappeared.He thought the bike had been stolen by a bastard, and planned to buy another one, but found his bike in the shed the next day.

The seat was clean and the body was brand new.

It had obviously been taken and cleaned.

Afterwards, Lu Can posted many posts on the school post bar and forum, trying to find this kind person.Naihe sparked a high degree of discussion, but got very few clues.

"...No, I didn't find anyone who helped clean it up," Lu Can spread her hands, "Maybe it was the snail girl."