Did the same table use the beauty meter today?

The cemetery that Cheng Mo was going to go to today was built in Jiaxian District, which is relatively remote. He took two buses to get there.

In the past two years, Tongzhou City has developed rapidly, and Jiaxian District has also been built, and the infrastructure has become more and more perfect. However, the two buses that Cheng Mo has been taking when he came here these years have become a habit, and he waited. Only then did he remember that he could take the subway now.

He was actually a little motion sick.

After finally arriving, Cheng Mo endured the discomfort and got off the bus. Under the scorching sun, the world as far as he could see was dull, and even the sound of the horns of the cars coming and going seemed a bit dull.

He sat down on the bench by the street, resting his hand on his stomach, his beautiful brows were tightly furrowed, the sun hit his face, and the long and curved eyelashes cast a light shadow under his eyes.

It was hot all around, but his body felt cold.

After sitting for a while, the throbbing pain in his stomach finally subsided. He stood up and went to a small convenience store on the street to buy a bottle of water.

The cemetery he was going to today was called Longevity Garden. Cheng Mo was no stranger to this place. When he walked in behind the staff, every inch of green plants beside the stone road seemed familiar.

When the staff member left, Cheng Mo didn't pay attention to what he said. As soon as he came in, he saw the bunch of half-withered chrysanthemums in front of the tombstone, and his originally emotionless eyes quickly turned cold.

When he came back to his senses, he was the only one left in this cemetery.

He comes here twice a year, once on his father's death day and once on Qingming Festival.

I used to visit his dad with my grandma.

From now on... he will be the only one left to see the two of them...

Liu Yan would come over occasionally, but she would avoid Cheng Mo, and Cheng Mo just pretended not to know.

After all, they are no longer a family.

Liu Yan remarried the year his father died. At that time, Cheng Mo was only over one year old. He was not with Liu Yan. I don't know if Liu Yan didn't want to take him or Ms. Hu didn't want him to go... I think of two What happened a month ago, Cheng Mo's heart sank severely.

He first walked to Ms. Hu's tombstone, squatted down, moved the bunch of half-dried chrysanthemums aside, replaced the one he brought over, and when he raised his eyes, his eyes lightly met the flowers on the tombstone. photo.

He is very familiar with the smile of the old man in the photo, he has seen it since he was a child.

Even when he was accompanying him in the hospital, Ms. Hu often laughed like this.

Ms. Hu is actually only in her fifties, and she is considered young among Cheng Mo's grandmothers. Cheng Mo will call him Ms. Hu because it will make her look younger. Her hair is the same as that of Cheng Mo's father. Young and white, Ms. Hu's mentality has always been very good in Cheng Mo's impression. He always felt that the white hair did not match Ms. Hu's young and optimistic attitude at all.

Until the day I heard the news of Ms. Hu's suicide from the head teacher.

The familiar feeling of stagnation surged in his heart again, Cheng Mo took a light breath, trying to suppress the discomfort, but failed.

After silently looking at the tombstone in front of him for a while, he stood up, under the scorching sun, his back was thin and straight, coupled with his extremely indifferent face, the whole person was even more desolate.

Standing silently in front of Ms. Hu's tomb for a long time, he walked to his father's tomb next door and gently put down another bouquet of flowers in his hand.

It was almost noon when he came out of the cemetery, and he had to go to the bookstore when school started tomorrow.

If I remember correctly, there is a bookstore near the cultural and sports center here.

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Shrinking the circle, Sheng Yan quickly glanced at the upper right corner of the screen, there are three players left in this round.

His eyes remained unchanged, and his movements in his hands were methodical.

In the field of vision, there were two people passing by behind the tree over there. Sheng Yan saw the timing and shot over there.He showed his body, and there would be no reaction from the other side. Bullets were flying on the tree where he was hiding. He quickly threw a thunder, and when the opponent was forced out by the thunder, his hands were not slow.

"You knocked out s-hhh with Groza"

"You knocked out hshiahu with Groza"

"competition is over"

The screen changed to "Good luck, eat chicken tonight!"

After exiting the game, Sheng Yan took off the earphones, raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose, leaned back, and stretched.

When he was seated again, he saw a jump in the lower right corner of the screen. He raised his eyebrows and clicked in.

IF-winter: So early?

Sheng Yan glanced at the time, it was 11:13, and couldn't help but clicked his tongue.

He has played a game since he got up, and it is already eleven o'clock.

While slandering and giving replies.

Yannn: It's getting late, I haven't done a single word of my summer homework yet.

IF-winter: ...Fuck, if you don't tell me, I'd have forgotten that you're about to start school.

IF-winter: Today is the 31st, so tomorrow is the start of school, right?If you don't move a word, you're still struggling.

Sheng Yan was annoyed at the mention of this, and lazily replied to him: I just came back from the club the day before yesterday, is it easy for me.

After saying this, he pulled out the list again, found Sun Xiaofei, and sent a message.

The message notification sound in his ear kept going, and Winter sent him several messages in a row.

IF-winter: You also said that the forum has been hung up for the past two days. IF has trained more than a dozen people this year, and finally got a result that they can go to school.

IF-winter: The Destiny Cup cooperates so well, I originally planned to let you enter the first team directly...

IF-winter: Forget it, let’s not talk about this, the coach asked me to ask you, will you play professionally in the future?

Seeing this sentence, Sheng Yan paused.

yannn: let's talk.

He played games just for fun, if he hadn't gotten angry with the old man, he wouldn't have gone to play games this year.

Winter sent him a sighing emoji.

Sheng Yan laughed and typed a line.

yannn: I'm still two years away from high school. If my level drops by then, can the team still have me?

Winter replied quickly: You will only be 19 in two years, it is a good time to play games, the most hands are raw, and you will come back after practice.

That will be two years later.

Sheng Yan replied: It's early, let's talk about it when the time comes.

His attitude remained the same, and Winter didn't say anything else. He sent him a hot eye emoticon pack of "Come on and catch up with homework" that he didn't know where to find, and it went offline.

Sheng Yan got a headache when he saw the word "homework". He turned off the computer, leaned on the gaming chair, and looked at the piles of homework on the side with a look of despair.

The phone on the table rang, Sheng Yan picked it up and tapped to answer it.

Sun Xiaofei's voice was full of anger when he heard it through the mobile phone: "Brother Sheng! Summer homework! You asked me for it! Do you want to write it?!"

The word order was reversed, one sentence was paused, and the tone was extremely horrifying, enough to hear how shocked he was by Sheng Yan's plan to do his homework.

Sheng Yan is not happy now: "Would you mind if I do my homework?"

"Isn't this the first time I've seen you..." Sun Xiaofei muttered, and then continued, "I wanted to call you to play golf this afternoon. It's the last day of summer vacation. Are you sure you won't come out for a while?"

Sheng Yan glanced at the window over there: "The sun is so hot, isn't it too hot?"

"Isn't there a new gymnasium in Jiaxian District? Big money booked a stadium there, indoors, with air conditioning," Sun Xiaofei asked again, "Aren't you going?"

Sheng Yan looked at the pile of homework and didn't speak for a while.

Sun Xiaofei waited for a while, but didn't see a reply, so he asked, "Brother Sheng, are you still listening?"

Sheng Yan looked at the pile of homework for a while: "...I'm a little moved."

"Grass," Sun Xiaofei laughed, "If your heart is moved, you should act! No one stops you when I think about it, right?"

Sheng Yan closed his eyes.

Copying homework is meaningless, mainly because I just finished talking with the old man the day before yesterday, and now he and the old man are suppressing their tempers to get used to it. If he doesn't show an attitude, the old man may not be able to hold back.

"Brother Sheng," Sun Xiaofei reminded, "Forgive me, Liuben, you won't be able to get out if you don't sleep tonight."

Sheng Yan closed his eyes: "If you don't tell the truth, you will die?"

Sun Xiaofei laughed loudly, cleared his throat again, and pretended to learn a line from a popular movie: "Don't struggle, it's destiny."

Sheng Yan gave him a middle finger in his heart, and stood up: "Send me the address."

"It would be nice to have this early." Sun Xiaofei said.

Sheng Yan walked to the door, opened the door and took a look downstairs: "Do you understand that there is a degree of relaxation? The old man may be aggrieved these two days, so I will reluctantly expose a weakness to discourage him."

"Brother Sheng is mighty." Sun Xiaofei was extremely supportive.

Sheng Yan didn't bother to talk to him, just hung up the phone and went downstairs.

There is a TV downstairs, and a stylishly dressed woman is sitting on the sofa, she looks about [-] years old, and beside her is a four or five-year-old child who is playing with Transformers.

Hearing the movement, the woman turned around, was stunned when she saw Sheng Yan, then asked with a smile, "Did Yan Yan come down?"

A small head poked out from behind the sofa, looking at Sheng Yan with bright eyes: "Brother! You finally woke up!"

"Get rid of the word 'finally'." Sheng Yan walked over and rubbed Sheng Yuan's head, then looked at the other person sitting on the sofa, "Aunt Xin."

The first time he heard him call himself, Zhao Xin was taken aback for a moment, and after realizing it, he responded with a pleasant surprise, and got up quickly: "Are you hungry because you didn't eat this morning? How about I go to the kitchen to see Fang Does Auntie have any dishes ready, you eat first?"

"Brother! You're getting up!" Sheng Yuan interjected while looking at Kong Kong.

"You're really obedient," Sheng Yan first praised Sheng Yuan, and then said to Zhao Xin, "I'm not hungry, no need, just sit down."

"Okay, you sit too." His attitude was so good for the first time, Zhao Xin was a little at a loss, and while sitting down, he smiled and said, "Yuanyuan has been thinking about you since the morning."

"Really?" Sheng Yan hugged Sheng Yuan's creaking nest and raised his eyebrows, "Sheng Yuan, have you gained weight?"

"I'm not fat, I just grew taller!" Sheng Yuan stuffed the Transformer in his arms into Sheng Yan's arms, pointed to the shelf over there, "Brother, can I exchange the Transformer with you for a trophy?"

The trophy in the living room is the one he won the Destiny Cup. It was just brought back two days ago, and it was specially placed in the living room for the old man to see more.

Sheng Yan glanced there: "You want to win the trophy yourself, so what's the matter with me?"

"Then later you lend me the computer to play, and I will win the trophy myself!" Sheng Yuan said.

Sheng Yan laughed: "Okay, can you reach the computer desk?"

Zhao Xin also laughed: "Don't pay attention to him, he can't read all the words."

Sheng Yan pinched Sheng Yuan's face: "You should grow up properly first, and if you want anything, you can find the old man to buy it for you."

Speaking of this, Sheng Yan asked: "Where's the old man? Haven't come back yet?"

"Father won't come back for dinner today." Sheng Yuan answered him.

Sheng Yan's eyes paused for a moment, and then he turned the topic very naturally: "Sheng Yuan has to go to school tomorrow, right?"

"Yes, after another year of kindergarten, I can go to primary school." Zhao Xin said.

Sheng Yan nodded, didn't ask any more questions, pinched Sheng Yuan's face again, and then said: "Aunt Xin, my classmate invited me to play ball, I'll go out for a while."

Zhao Xin was taken aback: "Don't you have lunch?"

While walking upstairs, Sheng Yan replied: "Eat, I made an appointment with my classmates to eat outside."

"That's fine." Zhao Xin watched him go upstairs with a bewildered expression.

Sheng Yan went back to the house and changed his clothes. When he got downstairs, he put his hand in his pocket, took out a candy and threw it to Sheng Yuan: "Let's go."

"Hey." Zhao Xin responded and watched him go out.

Under the bright sun, Sheng Yan walked out with a candy in his mouth, his eyes were a little pale.

After going out alone, many thoughts are quite different from before.

In fact, the relationship between Sheng Yuan and Zhao Xin has eased a lot since Sheng Yuan was able to speak in the past two years, and now it is no problem to get along as an ordinary person, but the old man is not here, and he is still very happy if he is asked to sit at the same table with Zhao Xin for dinner. Responsive.

The old man found a little stepmother, whoever would be her replacement.

Not wanting to think about these nonsense anymore, he walked under the shade of a tree and took out his phone.

The sun was a little bright, so he squinted his eyes a little before he could see the address Sun Xiaofei sent.

The newly opened gymnasium is still a bit far from his home, and Sheng Yan took nearly an hour by car to get there.

He was already hungry, so he found a place to eat when he got out of the car.

When Sun Xiaofei and Liang Gao approached, Sheng Yan happened to be paying the bill. Seeing that the two were sweating profusely, he took a step back: "Stay away from me."

Sun Xiaofei and Liang Gaoqi rolled their eyes together.

"I said brother, you'll still be playing basketball later, can you get over your bad habit?" Liang Gao complained.

"I'll take a shower after the fight, no problem," Sheng Yan bought a bottle of ice water for both of them at the checkout, handed it over, and asked, "You two are the only ones here?"

"Daqian and Xiangzi probably both came by taxi. They haven't arrived yet, so we'll go straight to the gymnasium when we arrive later," Sun Xiaofei said, taking a sip of water. I'll call you by the way."

Sheng Yan walked out and asked, "Apart from us, who else have you dated?"

"There are still a few from Hengzhong. Didn't Xiangzi study in the junior high school of Hengzhong? Those are his classmates." Liang Gao replied.

As soon as he came out of the store, there was a wave of heat blowing towards his face, Sheng Yan frowned, raised his hand to block the sun, and felt a little irritable.

On a hot day, everything is annoying.

Thinking of this, he frowned, looked forward along the dry ground, and suddenly stopped in his footsteps.

Liang Gao and Sun Xiaofei didn't expect him to brake and almost hit his back.

"Brother Sheng, what's going on?" Liang Gao managed to stand still, followed Sheng Yan's gaze, and asked in surprise, "Isn't that Cheng Mo in Hengzhong?"

Sheng Yan glanced back at him: "Who do you think that is?"

There were very few people who came out on a hot day, and it was hard not to notice a young man with outstanding temperament on the opposite street.

The man was standing under the shade of the trees on the side of the street, with one hand in his pocket and the other hand holding a mobile phone to answer the call. He was tall and tall, wearing a simple white T on the upper body, and a pair of tight-fitting jeans on the lower body. With straight long legs and a pair of simple canvas shoes under his feet, he looks cool and handsome.

The expression looks a little pale, and the whole body seems to have a condensed aura. In such a hot day, there is no sweat on the face. The first impression is that it is clean and comfortable.

Just looking at it like this, Sheng Yan felt that the restlessness in his heart had dropped a lot.

He withdrew his thoughts from the bottom of his heart.

It's still not annoying to watch.

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