Dead after eight years [rebirth]

The small clusters of brilliant white light from the fairy wand were getting closer and closer, and Zhang Ci'an walked up to Cheng Shuibei with fireworks in his hand.

"Take it."

Before Cheng Shuibei could react, something was suddenly stuffed in his hand, and he took a closer look at it to find a firework stick that hadn't been set off yet.

I saw Zhang Ci'an carefully aligning the fireworks sticks blooming in his hand with Cheng Shuibei's, clusters of small flames ignited, and Cheng Shuibei held the light in his hand.

Zhang Ci'an held up the firework stick and circled Cheng Shuibei in a circle, a dignified and upright person made this childish movement extremely clumsy, but his satisfied softness made Cheng Shuibei extremely moved.

"Why are you playing with children's things? Just wait, I'll go up and call Cheng Nan."

Cheng Shuibei tried to go upstairs, but Zhang Cian grabbed his wrist.

"No," the firework stick in Zhang Ci'an's hand burned out, and he held a black stick, with a little disappointment and reluctance on his face, "I'm here to accompany you to celebrate the New Year, don't call him."

Professor Zhang's appearance at the moment is very much like Cheng Nan who lost his temper when Cheng Wenqiu wanted to turn off the TV.

Cheng Shuibei was finally amused.

Perhaps the festive atmosphere is too strong, and perhaps the feelings of running late at night are too sincere. Cheng Shuibei is wrapped in cotton clothes and slippers, and holds a firework stick with Zhang Ci'an to return to his childhood.

Cheng Shuibei learned to drink and stay out at night when he was 16 years old.

On weekdays, he has friends who he can spend the night with, but on New Year's Eve, these friends all go home to find their own mothers.

Cheng Shuibei has no mother to look for, and He Mingsui is Shao He's mother, not his.

Cheng Shuibei wandered around the neighborhood with his schoolbag, the straps of the bag were dragged to the ground, and Niuniu grabbed her and played a pulling game with him.

Cheng Shuibei had no choice but to turn around to teach the puppy a lesson, and yelled "Zhang Erniu", and found that the genius brother next door, who only came back once a year, was standing behind Niuniu.

"It's Chinese New Year, why don't you go home?" Zhang Ci'an led the dog to the side of Cheng Shuibei and stopped, letting Niuniu rub the soft dog's head into Cheng Shuibei's palm.

Cheng Shuibei said stubbornly: "Who said that you have to go home during the Chinese New Year, I have a friend appointment later!"

He didn't say that he left home because He Mingsui gave Shao He the medal he had worked so hard to make toys for Shao He without asking.

Looking at the naive look of the 16-year-old boy, Zhang Ci'an couldn't help laughing.

He handed the dog leash to Cheng Shuibei, and then tied the thick cashmere scarf around his neck to Xiao Cheng.

"The kid who has an appointment, before finding a friend, would you like to walk the dog with me first?" Zhang Ci'an lowered his head and asked sincerely.

Niu Niu groaned in unison, which made Cheng Shuibei's heart soften, and he agreed with a sullen face.

So on New Year's Eve, when Wanjia lights up, Zhang Ci'an bought a bunch of small fireworks sticks called "Fairy Sticks", lit them one by one with Cheng Shuibei, and played until dawn.

From that night onwards, since leaving Cheng's house, the sleepless New Year's Eve when he could only lie in the room and listen to Shao He unwrap presents seemed to be no longer the ice in Cheng Shuibei's heart. When Zhang Ci'an first arrived, he held fireworks The rod drives away the cold and sends eternal warmth and light.

No matter how many times he comes again, Cheng Shuibei will still be moved.

The 24-year-old Zhang Cian overlapped with the current Zhang Cian, and the fireworks stick in Cheng Shuibei's hand shone brilliantly.

"Be careful," Zhang Ci'an wanted to stretch out his hand to do something, but he retracted halfway, pointing to the almost burnt firework stick in Cheng Shuibei's hand and said, "Be careful, don't hurt your hand."

Cheng Shuibei's throat choked, and his eyes felt hot.

And Professor Zhang was very embarrassed, unable to extend or retract his hand, he held it in mid-air and asked, "Before going to bed, would you like to walk with me first?"

Between friends, would you like to walk the dog with me?

Before going to bed, would you like to walk with me.

Cheng Shuibei knew that he should resolutely refuse now and stop the loss in time, but the naive and sincere figure of Zhang Ci'an holding a firework stick lingered in his heart, and he couldn't refuse.

Cheng Shuibei nodded, and Zhang Ci'an finally clasped his embarrassing hands in front of his chest, and smiled knowingly.

It was a lonely winter night, except for the crackling of firecrackers, there was nothing resounding.

"I used to worry that you would fail the university entrance exam, but later..." Zhang Ci'an circled his fingertips with a firework stick, and the two of them spoke without saying a word.

Cheng Shuibei smiled calmly: "I didn't expect that I could get into Yunan, did you?"

"Ah."

"Let's kill a blind cat and kill a mouse."

No one knows how the young master who was tired of studying and skipping classes suddenly changed his temper one winter night and rushed forward desperately to find an eternally shining firework stick.

Zhang Ci'an stopped suddenly, looked into Cheng Shuibei's eyes and said, "Xiaobei, Cheng Nan is now under the care of Uncle En, so there will be no mistakes. Do you want to go to school again?"

Do you want to go to school, what about the bookstore, what about Little Monkey, and what about Cheng Nan's tuition.

"Let's talk about it again," Cheng Shuibei rubbed his palms, and breathed out, "If there is a chance in the future, I will consider it. What about you, the great professor deigned to take the college entrance examination, is he planning to create another miracle for the education industry?"

Faced with his ridicule, Zhang Ci'an just smiled warmly: "It's not as simple as you think, I have forgotten everything from the past, and it takes a long time to tell Cheng Nan about the electric and magnetic fields, so let it be. "

He is so modest, as if those esoteric notes in his study were scribbled.

Cheng Shuibei continued to ask: "You are so good, you must be able to do it. Where are you going to take the exam? Are you still going to Yunan?"

"The two top universities in China are both in Yunan," Zhang Ci'an replied sideways, "If I can get in."

Xiao Cheng gave him a thumbs up to encourage him: "You can do it. With your conditions, you can also consider studying abroad. The future of the country depends on geniuses like you and Cheng Nan. It is the biggest thing for a small citizen like me to take care of himself." No."

"It's amazing to take care of yourself, I will work hard, and so will you." Zhang Ci'an nodded.

This was Cheng Shuibei's most talked day since his comeback.

When I was with Zhang Ci'an in the past, he was always the one talking and Professor Zhang was listening.But tonight, Professor Zhang threw out one topic after another. In the ice and snow, two beating hearts are eager.

The two talked for two hours while walking, Cheng Shuibei didn't eat much for dinner, and now his stomach is rumbling from hunger.

The embarrassing sound reached Mr. Zhang's ears, and he offered to let Cheng Shuibei go home.

"It's too late, you go back quickly, I'm already very happy to have you for a walk, thank you."

Cheng Shuibei wanted to give way, but his stomach started to growl again, so he could only smile embarrassedly.

So when the sound of firecrackers gradually faded away, Zhang Ci'an sent Cheng Shuibei all the way back downstairs.

Cheng Shuibei was about to wave goodbye, but Zhang Ci'an followed two steps to the stairs.

The two were separated by a height of a step. Zhang Ci'an raised his head slightly to look at Cheng Shuibei: "Kids who are going home for a late-night snack, can you give me a hug before you leave?"

Perhaps the previous harmonious atmosphere was too bewitching, and Cheng Shuibei was surprised that such a serious person as Professor Zhang could say such a thing.

After finishing speaking, Zhang Ci'an lowered his head regretfully like a child who has rashly done something wrong.

Cheng Shuibei had to admit that he really wanted to promise him.

Just let it be presumptuous for a while, God will also take annual leave for the New Year's Eve, so I won't see it.

So Cheng Shuibei opened his arms and encircled Zhang Ci'an's only body.

"Xiaobei, thank you." Zhang Ci'an's voice was muffled, if he heard it casually, Cheng Shuibei would suspect that he was crying.

Why is Professor Kezhang crying?

"It's okay." Cheng Shuibei remembered what Cheng Nan said when he was cooking in the afternoon, and his heart moved, "What do you want to do next time, remember to ask."

"it is good."

The moment before the body parted, Cheng Shuibei whispered in Zhang Ci'an's ear: "Come early tomorrow, there is still meat stuffing in the refrigerator, I will make dumplings for you."

"Okay." Professor Zhang's superb language organization ability when writing papers and giving reports has become a bubble at this moment, and he can only nod in agreement.

Cheng Shuibei retreated upstairs: "Good night then."

"OK, good night."

The sky will light up, the light of the next day will come, and the cold winter day will be melted by the spring breeze.

And Zhang Ci'an, who walked back to the east of the city alone after parting with Cheng Shuibei, would think of this night that symbolizes the beginning of spring countless times.

Because he had to take care of the bookstore and didn't have the energy to run around, Cheng Shuibei discussed with the little monkey and handed over the newsstand in the west of the city to Grandma Hou.In this way, Grandma Hou doesn't have to go to the vegetable market early in the morning to grab a stall, and she doesn't have to worry about being exposed to the sun and rain.The urban area was rectified, and the small stove was forced to be put away. Grandma Hou didn't even have to cook tea eggs. She only needed to take care of the newsstand, and the little monkey would do the loading.Cheng Shuibei equipped the little monkey with an electric tricycle, and let him happily run around looking for brother Bei in the city and grandma in the west of the city!

To welcome the God of Wealth on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, Cheng Shuibei opened the door of the Nanbei Bookstore with a golden statue of the God of Wealth bought for 50 yuan from the vegetable market.

Zhou Xingzhan put aside the entertainment and brought people to cut the ribbon for the bookstore in person.

Little Monkey, Grandma Hou, Zhou Hai, Luo Tong, Uncle En and Aunt Hu all came to support.

Of course Cheng Nan and Zhang Ci'an will not be absent.

Cheng Nan happily searched for his favorite books in the sea of ​​books in the house, while Zhang Ci'an stood at the counter, fiddling with the newly installed cash register equipment for Cheng Shuibei.

He also changed the empty warehouse upstairs. Due to the stable supply of goods, Cheng Shuibei didn't have a lot of books to store up for the time being, so he changed the second floor into a place where he could read books.

There are small square tables, colorful round stools, and a soft sofa. If students want to, they can get a book downstairs and come up here to sit and read.

There are small snacks on the shelf. If it weren't for the limited conditions, Cheng Shuibei would like to put a drink of water here.

But thinking of his brother's rotten teeth—if he served sweet milk tea here—it might get worse, Cheng Shuibei still gave up.

At this time, the students didn't start school, and the passenger flow wasn't too much, but Cheng Shuibei was still very happy to see the room full of his own people.

He chose to open at this time for the sake of auspiciousness.

On the first day, Cheng Shuibei only sold two books.

One was "God's Fire" that Boss Zhou insisted on paying for and took away.

There is also a copy of Dou Shuyi's latest collection of essays "Soft Winter Night" that Zhang Ci'an bought for Cheng Shuibei.

To celebrate the opening of Nanbei Bookstore, Zhang Ci'an even asked his mother to autograph a few books and place them in Cheng Shuibei's store to attract popularity.

Before 2005, the young girls who had not copied Dou Shuyi in the excerpts were incomplete. After 2005, Dou Shuyi fell from the world, leaving only her poems forever.

Dou Shuyi is still there now, and her new book "Soft Winter Night" has become a legend because of the fire on Christmas Eve.

Cheng Shuibei thanked Zhang Ci'an for his kindness, and faintly felt that there was something different between them.

After the Lantern Festival, primary and secondary schools opened one after another. Everyone finally found that there is a Treasure Bookstore opposite the city high school. You can stay for a whole day without buying books. The blind bags sold in the store are very novel, and the owner is very handsome. On the second floor, you can meet Zhang Ci'an, the legendary champion of Jiangshuo High School.

Zhang Zhuangyuan always appears at the counter of the bookstore holding books in the afternoon when there is no class.

He was once seen smiling to his boss, "Can I have a drink before I go upstairs?"

"Of course," the handsome boss in a white shirt and apron smiled, brought a drink from behind the counter, tilted his head and teased, "Today there is only Wahaha, let's make do with it."

The author has something to say:

The second year, the beginning of spring

Xiaobei is a patient who is so sick that he needs to "get rid" by jumping off a building. His attitude towards Zhang Cian can only be said to be non-repulsive. In fact, what he wants most is a feeling of being needed and cared for, and Zhang Cian's "need" Accompany" and "want to stay" gave them a chance to reconcile. (It may be a bit of God's perspective, which can be ignored)

Learn to make sentences with Professor Zhang, before xx, did you/I...?

Would you like to give me a boo before you back out?