Mr Tang

My name is Xie Yan, thank you Xie, the banquet of the banquet, Mr. Tang told me that my name has another meaning, the name of the banquet person refers to joy, joy.

I grew up in a magnificent family. My father is the boss of a listed company in City A. My mother is an elegant woman. She was originally a strong woman, but she gave up after giving birth to me. She started her career and became a full-time mother.

We lived in a villa in a wealthy area in the center of city A. When I was five years old, I met the new neighbor next door and his child. The child was two years older than me. Of course, the story between me and him It also started at this time.

Of course I am very happy to have an extra child who is similar to me in age. To my surprise, we are in the same kindergarten, but within half a year, he will be in the first grade, and I am still in kindergarten. At one point I clamored for my mother to upgrade me.

Of course, this idea was finally dispelled, which led to me not being in the same grade as him in the future.

I like him very much, but he is very indifferent, he just doesn't like to talk, he is always alone and cold, but it doesn't matter, I like to pester him, he is helpless when he is pestered by me, he will stare at me until I bow my head and admit my mistake .

After I was in the first grade, I went to the same school as him. The school is not far from home. It only takes 15 minutes to ride a bicycle every day. At first, my mother asked the driver uncle to deliver it. Bicycle, I saw him ride his bicycle to and from school every day.

One day when I was out of school, I rushed to his classroom door and waited for him, because we were in the first grade, and the school time was 5 minutes faster than them.

I was out of breath just to get on his bicycle. I didn't raise my head to look at him until I saw a pair of clean white shoes appearing in front of me.

He was still the same as before, with a cool pocket in his pocket, and asked me why I was here. I lied to him, saying that the driver uncle was busy today and couldn't come to pick me up, and let him drive me home.

He actually, actually said no, I am angry, we have been getting along for more than a year, and he actually said no.

Of course, I didn't give up the plan to sit on his back just because he said no, I just followed him. As soon as he got on the bicycle, I immediately sat on it.

He still said indifferently, come down.

How could I come down? The result was that he walked home, and I walked home with him.

I was wondering why they just refused to drive me back!

But before my stalking, I managed to get on his bicycle, and he graduated from elementary school in one ride. We are not in the same school anymore. I cried all night about it, and ended up going to Ask him if he is not sad that he will not be able to see me every day since he will not be in the same school anymore.

He said he wasn't upset, which made me cry again.

He also said in the next sentence that the family is together, and it's not true that we can't see each other every day.

Hearing his words, I just laughed out.

After he left in elementary school, I still didn't have many friends, and I was thinking about him. Every time we didn't have classes on Saturdays, I would secretly go to his school.

I secretly watched him play basketball with a group of people I didn't know, watched him jump high, dunk the basketball hoop, sweat, and the sunlight reflected the shadow of his growing body.

Since that one, I also fell in love with basketball. I asked my mother to buy a basketball for me. When I was free, I would ask him to play with me. He disliked me for being short and refused to play for me.

I can’t help it, I’m bored playing alone, so I can only go outside their school with a basketball in my arms on Saturdays, climb up a cherry blossom tree, and watch them.

Fortunately, the cherry blossom tree is very thick and can withstand me, but when I first started climbing the tree, I fell many times, and then I gradually became proficient.

Later, he also knew that I would peek at him every day, so when he finished playing basketball after school, he would push his bicycle to the tree and tell me that it was time to go home.

He was driving me home on a bicycle, and I would hold on to his clothes tightly. Today I suddenly remembered a scene I watched on TV. After thinking about it, I suddenly let go of the clothes and changed to hugging around his waist.

I could feel that he was slowing down for a while.

Later, I also went to junior high school. I was so excited and wanted to go to school with him. When I came to his house, I was told by the gatekeeper that he had gone half an hour ago.

There was no way, I went home disappointed, and asked the driver uncle to take me off. When get out of class was over, I had already found out which teaching building he was in, and I was going to find him, but was told that he had gone to the teacher's office.

There is no other way, it is almost time for class, so I can only leave in a hurry.

At noon, I wanted to find him, but I was told that he had already gone to the cafeteria. I ran to the cafeteria angrily, and saw him eating with others, feeling sour and wronged.

I thought about questioning him, but hesitated again. Maybe it’s because I’m getting older, and I know it’s important to save face, so I went to cook with a plate. Seeing that my favorite dishes were gone, I just After making a bowl of white rice, he sat in a corner and finished eating before leaving.

I don't know if he really didn't see me, or if he didn't see me, but he left with those people after eating.

After school, my mood gradually improved, and I stopped worrying about whether he went to school or not waiting for me. I wanted to go home with him, but found that he had already gone home.

Since I told the driver uncle in the morning, don’t worry about picking me up, so now I can only walk home, my God!Think about it, how long would it take me to walk on two legs for a 20-minute bicycle journey.

As I walked away angrily, I secretly scolded him for not being loyal enough. Unfortunately, after 10 minutes of me, this is not a beautiful day, and a heavy rain came.

Hiding from the rain?It doesn't exist, I'm in a bad mood right now, and my voice wants to soak myself in the rain to wake myself up.

Very well, when I got home, under the worry of my mother and a few servants, I managed to catch a cold and didn't go to school the next day.

I didn't go to school for three consecutive days after school started, and I don't know how he knew that I didn't go to school. It was the first time he took the initiative to come to my house to find me.

This made me so excited that I almost jumped out of bed.

After he came into my room, he pulled the quilt for me first, asked me if I had taken the medicine, how was it, and touched my forehead with his hand. He rubbed his hands, refusing to let him go.

What makes me weird though, he's not as cool as usual, is he?what is itFor the first time, two words came to my mind, tenderness, my God!How could he be so gentle.

That day, he stayed at my house and said he wanted to take care of me, but what he could take care of me was a child who was about my age. Of course my mother refused, but he was very stubborn and stayed there that day.

Since then, our relationship has changed for the better, and no one has ever mentioned why he didn't pick me up on my first day in junior high.

After entering junior high school, I also started to play basketball with him. Because of my small size, I was often knocked to the ground. At this time, he would run over to see if I was injured.

When the two of us went to the cafeteria to eat, I was the first to take up a seat and help him pack the food, but his food got stuck in my hand.

At this time, we have a very good relationship, just like an iron buddy. I also sat on the back of his bicycle again. His friends and classmates also knew of my existence. When they didn’t see me, they would ask him, Where's your little follower?

At this time, his cold expression will soften a bit.

This is what I overheard when I went to the toilet once and ran back.

I was not unhappy when someone said I was his little follower, I was just happy to see that when he heard others say that I was his little follower, he didn't get angry, but seemed happy!

Because of my relationship with him, the parents of our two families have also walked in a lot, and I often go to his house to eat and drink. His mother is also a very gentle mother. Every time she sees me, she will say that the banquet is coming Alright, come and try the little biscuits newly made by auntie.

Then, he went to high school again, high school, but this time he couldn't live at home, because he lived on campus, which made me angry, but thinking about it, high school is not close to both of our homes, and seeing each other every day became a relationship. See you once a week, it makes me miss him so much.

After he left junior high school, I sat on the basketball court in a daze every day, not even interested in playing basketball. However, because of an incident of playing basketball for the field, our class had a dispute with other students in the class, and even wanted to fight. , As a member of the class, of course I watched for no reason, so I joined them.

I got into a fight with them, I was honorably wounded, my forehead was slashed by that bastard, and then I was punished by the director to stand at the place where the national flag was raised, and self-criticism. Of course, I wasn’t the only one. Woolen cloth?It's embarrassing, angry, and painful.

And when he came home, he also saw the wound on his forehead that was about to disappear. He grabbed me and slapped my butt twice, saying that I was not good and should not learn to fight. I was so angry that I ignored him this Sunday. .

When I came to school on Monday, someone came to me and asked, saying that I actually have an older brother, they didn’t know about it, and said that my older brother was a little familiar. do not know either?

Under my questioning, I realized that the elder brother they mentioned was him, but when did he become my elder brother?Haven't you always been a good buddy?

Then without me asking, they told me what my so-called "brother" did for them.

It turned out that he was asking about who bullied me, and then he went to that person and beat him up. When I saw the black eyes of the person who bullied me, I laughed unkindly.Thinking of who did it, I felt better after being depressed for two days, and I stopped worrying about his spanking.

And it was a blessing in disguise. I became familiar with the male students in the class. Every time they went to play basketball, they would pull me up. He would come to my house every Sunday to check my homework, for fear that I would not be admitted to the same high school as him.

I successfully passed the high school exam as scheduled. At this time, I was 17, a teenager, and my body had grown a lot. I was no longer that little dwarf.

On the day of high school entrance, there were so many people, he took me with him, and he did a series of cards and the like, and then came to the dormitory. I don’t know if it was fate or coincidence, but I was actually in the same dormitory as him, which made me so happy .

There are two other students in the dormitory, both of them are seniors. One looks handsome, without any pimples on his face that should be there at this age, and he is very polite and polite.

The other looks like a hulking, thick man.

I greeted them politely, put my arms around his shoulders, and introduced me to them as his boy, brother, bamboo horse.

Well, I do seem to be swearing my identity, and my relationship with him is better than he and them.

As a result, that handsome boy smiled and nodded towards me.

The other laughed.

Makes me feel a little embarrassed.

Life in high school has not changed much, but when I was eating with him, there were two more people next to him, his classmates, that is, our roommates.

Once during a meal, I was the first to finish class, and the old rule was to prepare the meal first. The three of them came, but I didn't know the taste of the other two, so I didn't help them prepare the meal.

As a result, while eating, an unpleasant thing happened.

That handsome boy actually took away the spicy chicken I gave him, and said to me in an accusing tone, don't you know he can't eat spicy food?

I don't know what I said. I didn't know that I helped him for so long in junior high school, but I never heard him say it.

I pursed my lips and asked him unwillingly, is it true that you can't eat spicy food?

He hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

At that moment, I looked at that handsome boy, and he seemed to be gloating and told me, look, you don’t have a good relationship with him, and you don’t even know that he can’t eat spicy food.

It seemed like a slap in the face, I cleared my plate, said I was full, and left first.

I was angry that he didn't tell me that he couldn't eat spicy food, but told others, making me like a fool, always thinking that he likes spicy chicken, and angry that I was not careful enough, but I didn't know that he couldn't eat spicy food.

Because of this incident, I ignored him for a week. Later, he found me first and apologized. He said that he likes every time I order food for him, no matter what he likes to eat.

At this time, I was very soft-hearted towards him, and the two of us got back together immediately.

When I was in high school, probably because of my handsome looks, many girls confessed to me. Every time I took out the confession letter in my schoolbag, he would come over and lecture me. Why am I too young to fall in love early? .

I said angrily that he was just envious of me being liked by so many people, I don't know how this sentence offended him, he ignored me for a few days, and was always with that young man.

Although I didn't know what I said was wrong this time, I still went to apologize to him first. That is, this time, the relationship between the two of us improved again. I confessed to him, and he said to wait for me.

That's it, I confessed to him again, I remember him looking at me with a very doting look, and he agreed, and told me that he was my future marriage partner.

I did not hide this matter from my parents. My parents at home have liked him since I was a child, and of course they agreed. I remember they said at the time that they finally had someone who could take care of their baby, and they were not afraid of being bullied by others in the future.

When my relationship with him was getting better day by day, that young man, for some reason, always felt that he looked at me with uneasy eyes, just because the handsome boy was his friend, so I couldn’t say anything, I didn’t want him to know I don't like his friends.

I just don’t know why, half a year later, my mother suddenly told me with a panicked face, if I were to go abroad, of course I would not go, because he and I are still in love.

But this time, despite the strong opposition from my parents, I was transferred to a foreign school.

I told him that I wanted him to help me persuade my parents, but I didn't expect that he just hesitated for a while, and then told me a lot of things that my parents were doing for my good.

After listening to his words, I still felt that it made sense, and I obediently went abroad. When I first arrived there, I was not used to it. I called him and his family every day. At the beginning, someone answered the phone, but the family did not say anything. In a few words, just say that I am a little busy, call me next time, and then never call me.

As for him, in the first year, he would often call me and ask me how I was doing, if anyone was bullying me, and if I was eating well.

I really want to say it's not good, but I think I'm already an adult, and I shouldn't let him do things for me, so I just say it's good and I'm used to it.

At the beginning, my family sent me money, but in the second half of the year, my family suddenly stopped sending me money. I wanted to make a call, but for some reason, the connection suddenly stopped.

During that week, I experienced what it means to be hungry, so I started to look for a part-time job outside the school. It’s just that I was spoiled and spoiled. I couldn’t do anything. I had no choice but to find a dishwashing job, which was relatively simple.

The salary of the dishwashing workers is still quite high, which is enough for my tuition. Later, I found another job as a waiter. The guests will give some tips if they are generous. This will make me happy all day, I don’t know. When did I become a person who would be happy for a little money.

In the second year, I gradually started to make different calls from him. The line was busy every day, so I could only send him emails every time, but I rarely replied. Every time, I replied to let me study hard.

I had no choice but to find a carefree friend of his back then and ask him if he was busy recently, and the carefree friend said he was very busy.

Therefore, I seldom call anymore, but instead send emails to let him take more rest.

Originally, when I was 21 years old, my birthday and our [-]nd anniversary, I saved money to buy a plane ticket and wanted to meet him.

When I was about to go to school, I bought a bouquet of flowers specially to give him a surprise. This day is Valentine's Day, my birthday, and also my anniversary. I am full of expectations for what kind of surprise he will have.

When I saw him holding the young man's hand, put it on his lips and kissed it tenderly, and then walked out of the school gate, and my parents greeted them with smiles on their faces, and then gently touched the young man's hair. When I have a warm picture of myself.

The flowers in my hand fell to the ground, and the petals came out one by one. The spring breeze in February was a little hot, but I felt a piece of cold.

When I heard that young man calling my parents my parents, I didn't even have the courage to go up and question them, but I wanted to know what was going on and why everything had changed.

[The author has something to say]: Hahaha, Mr. Tang appeared in this chapter, guess who he is, absolutely no one thought of it