After the rain

let me out to play.And today Saturday, there are not many people in the store. "

The two of them crossed the short street with people coming and going, and the car turned and drove into the non-motorized lane on the right. Tang Chen stepped on the pedal twice and stood side by side with Song Qikun, "How about we go fishing next Saturday? My dad has a rest that day." , I don’t have to go to the store.”

"Where to go fishing? Is it far away?"

"Not far, just around Xinnongzhuang."

Song Qikun said, "Aren't there all private fish ponds?"

Tang Chen said: "I went shopping two days ago, and there is a piece of land that is unowned, do you want to go?"

Song Qikun thought for a while and said, "Then go."

The basketball court is behind the No. [-] Middle School. There are many buildings nearby and there are many students. There is only one court left.

The weather was hot and the sun was strong. After a short fight, I was sweating profusely and my head was light. I could only hide in the shade and rest for a while to save my life.

Directly opposite the basketball court, there is a small park two streets away. The park is adjacent to the playground, and there is a row of small stalls at the door, selling everything.

Song Qikun asked Tang Chen to guard the court, and went to buy water and food by himself.

The roller coaster slowly climbed to the highest point, and after a pause for a few seconds, it slid down sharply, drove through the giant loop and bend, and returned to the starting point.

The whole process takes less than 2 minutes.

Listening to those screams of excitement or collapse, Song Qikun thought of his only experience of riding a roller coaster.

——When I went to the playground with my friends in junior high school, the first project was the roller coaster.He didn't dare to open his eyes during the whole process. After the end, he lay down beside the trash can and vomited upside down. He felt dizzy, sweated profusely, and felt uncomfortable in his stomach.

After that time, he didn't think about the playground at all, and he only went for a stroll, and he didn't try any projects.

The owner of the fruit stand handed him the cut watermelon, and Song Qikun took it and thanked him.

He walked back with water and watermelon, stood at the intersection and waited for the green light, and caught a glimpse of a slightly familiar figure out of the corner of his eye.

The tall and thin boy was standing under the shade of a tree two meters away, holding a baseball cap in his hand and fanning it to the wind.He tilted his head slightly, his profile was extremely superior, his jawline was sharp and sharp, and his cold white skin seemed to be shining.

This man's clothes are not the same as in the morning, Song Qikun can recognize it all because of the orange cat at his feet.

The strong body was pressed against the boy's instep, and he squinted and dozed off comfortably, feeling very comfortable.

Its size is really rare, and everyone passing by will take a curious look, and some even stand nearby to take pictures or videos, most of them are girls, and they are still laughing there after taking pictures, whispering to their companions.

Song Qikun felt that they might not just shoot cats.

When the red light turned green, he looked away, walked to the opposite side of the road but looked back in a strange way.

The boy had already left with the cat.

2. Milk tea

The gorgeous sunset covered half of the sky, like a fiercely burning flame, and the bustling city under the setting sun was as beautiful as an oil painting.

Tang Chen stood outside the three-point line, jumped up and threw the last ball, and accurately scored the basket.

He lifted the hem of his clothes, wiped his sweat, and said, "Let's go."

Tang Chen was about to turn left at the second intersection, he raised his hand, "I'm leaving, don't forget to go fishing next week."

Song Qikun nodded: "Okay, see you later."

In the evening, the temperature drops, and there are more pedestrians coming and going. The various small restaurants on the street are full of customers, and the aroma of food permeates the air, entering the nostrils unscrupulously.

Walking through the street full of rice fragrance, Song Qikun saw a small group of people gathered beside the small flower bed at the corner ahead—all girls, as if they were looking at something.

Song Qikun glanced at it and immediately braked.

In the open space among the crowd, the fat orange cat kept spinning around. It didn't dodge the hands stretched out from all directions, and it barked one after another, but it didn't sound threatening.

The girls seemed to know it wanted to go, but were too cute to let it go.

Song Qikun glanced at the orange cat, then looked around, and finally locked his eyes on the boy under the billboard not far away.

He was facing sideways, his hat covering most of his face.

Song Qikun hesitated for a moment, and temporarily parked his bicycle aside.

"Sorry." He raised his voice and said, "This cat is mine, and I'm taking it home."

The girls turned their heads to look at him, and then they all fell silent to make way for him.

"Thank you." Song Qikun stepped forward to pick up the orange cat, but he underestimated its weight a bit, and couldn't pick it up the first time.

Laughter came from the crowd.

Song Qikun also laughed, picked him up again with all his strength, and walked towards the boy over there, "Your cat."

When the orange cat in his arms saw its owner, it barked louder and moved around restlessly.

The boy took half a step back, stretched out his hand but retracted it.

Song Qikun noticed it, so he put the cat on the ground and stroked its head, "Don't run around anymore."

The figure is so rare and so obedient, I guess anyone who sees it will want to hug and masturbate.

The boy said thank you in a low voice.

"You're welcome." Song Qikun paused and asked, "Are you going home?"

"Ah."

"Then, together?"

The boy didn't speak.

Song Qikun didn't understand what this meant, and was a little embarrassed for a while.

Then I heard the boy ask hesitantly, "Where do you live?"

Song Qikun: "..."

He reported his address, "Room 601, Unit [-], Building Nine, Heli Community."

Boy: "...Oh."

What does "oh" mean?Song Qikun was confused.

The boy turned around, took two steps and then stopped, turning his face sideways as if wondering why he didn't leave.

Song Qikun understood now, "Wait for me."

He turned back and pushed the bicycle over, "Let's go."

There is still about one kilometer away from here to the community. Song Qikun has walked this road countless times, and it is the first time that this kilometer is so long.

Boys walk very slowly, with small steps, as if they are taking a walk.

It would be fine if it was normal, but now Song Qikun was so hungry that his stomach was grunting in protest.

In order to divert his attention, he tried to chat with the wooden man next to him, "What's your cat's name?"

After waiting for one second, two seconds and three seconds, the boy replied: "Milk tea."

The orange cat at his feet responded.

"Milk tea." Song Qikun repeated it, bowed his head and called it, "Milk tea."

Milk Tea raised her head, "Meow~"

Song Qikun was healed instantly, and said with a smile, "My friend has a cat named Pearl."

The boy stopped talking again.

Song Qikun sighed softly, a little bit at a loss for words.

But he felt that he should not keep silent, so he said, "My name is Song Qikun, what's your name?"

After another long wait, the boy replied, "Shen Yan."

Song Qikun asked again: "Which word?"

"Delay." The answer was quite quick this time.

There are all kinds of small shops on both sides of the road, where you can find everything you want to eat, drink and have fun.

Shen Yan stopped in front of a milk tea shop, raised the brim of his hat, and fixed his gaze on the glowing shop name on the door signboard.

—— "every time"

This shop is squeezed between barbecue shops and small seafood, and the business is particularly good.

Song Qikun also stopped and asked casually, "Want to drink milk tea?"

Milk tea resting next to the front wheel of the bicycle thought it was calling it, and tilted its head ignorantly, "Meow~"

Song Qikun was very interested, he tilted his head imitating its appearance, and let out a "meow".

It stands to reason that there should be no expression on that hairy face, but at the moment when Milk Tea's pupils dilated, Song Qikun felt that it seemed a little happy.

Shen Yan, who heard the cat language, glanced this way, and walked forward as if nothing had happened.

Leaving one person and one cat staring wide-eyed.

Song Qikun followed with milk tea, "You don't want to drink anymore?"

Shen Yan: "Yes."

The setting sun sinks, the sunset glow gradually recedes, and the sky is covered with a hazy gray blue.

The light in the corridor is dim, and the sound of the elevator prompt wakes up the voice-activated lights, making it bright.

Song Qikun said goodbye to Shen Yan, but he was not surprised that he didn't get a reply.

There was a guest at home, Aunt Zhou Huizhou next door, chatting happily with Wang Zhiyun in the living room, while Song Ye acted as the background board and basically did not interrupt.

"I'm back." Song Qikun called out, and then greeted: "Aunt Zhou."

"It's time to wait for you." Zhou Hui smiled even more on her round face, and waved to him, "Come here, Auntie wants to ask you something."

"What?" Song Qikun was covered in sweat and didn't get too close.

Zhou Hui said: "Next Tuesday is Rourou's birthday. You and I can't get away from uncle's work. I want you to accompany Rourou during the day. Are you free that day?"

"Tuesday." Song Qikun recalled the cram school schedule and said, "No problem, Rourou is back?"

"I'll pick it up tomorrow." Zhou Hui sighed, and shared her daughter's complaints with them in a funny way, "The little girl is very delicate, and she said that the roads in the country are not easy to walk, and the stones hurt her feet, and she said that the big goose at grandma's house is not welcome." She always ran after her. I called me last night and cried and said that it was too hot and I couldn’t sleep without air conditioning. In short, this is not good or that is not good, I must come back.”

Song Qikun could almost imagine the grievance of the little girl who was flushed from crying, and said with a smile: "Probably no one plays with her, and there are no friends there."

Zhou Hui's family moved here last year. The couple were busy with work so they hired a nanny for the child, who was in charge of food, daily life and transportation to and from school.At the beginning of this year's summer vacation, something happened to the nanny's family and she took half a month's leave. Rourou had no one to take care of her, so she had to be temporarily sent to her grandma's house in the countryside.

The little girl started making troubles from the first day she arrived in the country, and she was sick for a while, and the troubles became more violent after she recovered, but there was really no one to take care of her here, so Zhou Hui could only call to coax her whenever she was free.This time I agreed because the nanny would be back after half a month in a few days, and it would be good to take her back this weekend.

Zhou Huimei