blazing fire

Yuan Yu tugged at his sleeves, Cheng Zhuo didn't tell Brother Hunzi, and hurried away with that kind of stare that could choke someone to death.

Except for the day when he accompanied him to the police station, in the following days, Yuan Yu was in a hurry to go home.

He doesn't know how to rush, but when he moves, his steps are faster than usual. Cheng Zhuo observes it twice, and he can easily feel his urgency.

His definition of Yuan Yu is, good boy.

What is it if you are in a hurry to go home after school?

When he was in Jiangcheng, Cheng Zhuo would never play with the "good boy" in his definition.High school boys have an endless energy, and they must be wild and exciting to arouse their interest.Since he was 8 years old, Cheng Zhuo has never had unnecessary contact with the people sitting in the front row of his class.

But after coming here, maybe it was a sense of disorder caused by the suspension of school, or maybe it was because there were so few people who could speak Mandarin that he had no choice. In short, mixing with Yuan Yu, he really felt... not bad of.

On rainy days, the number of pedestrians wandering outside is visibly reduced.When the two returned to the familiar intersection, there was only a young woman wearing a straw hat on the dirt road, holding a round bamboo dustpan in her hand, and was feeding a few chickens walking on the road.

The chickens in the village are all free-range, and they look like they are not afraid of losing them. After a few days, Cheng Zhuo has gotten used to it.The rain is not too heavy at the moment, but the chickens are not afraid of the wind and rain.

She was wearing a half-worn light blue linen shirt, which looked a little cold, so she didn't know why she didn't wear more.

As soon as Cheng Zhuo thought of this, he felt Yuan Yu's footsteps beside him paused, and said "I'll find you tomorrow morning", and then ran to the woman: "Sister!"

The young woman raised her head, and smiled on her somewhat similar face to Yuan Yu: "Big brother!"

These two words are simple, even though they are dialects, Cheng Zhuo still understands them.

He froze for a while, watched the siblings talk for a while, and happily entered the house.

what is this?Throw away after use?

He now feels that he is a tool man.

When Cheng Zhuo walked past Yuan Yu's house, he took a look inside—people in the village were busy going in and out to work during the day, as long as people were not away from home for a long time, they usually didn't close their doors. There was no one in the simple hall of the building.

I don't know if it was his delusion.

Yuan Yu seemed to be hiding him, as if he didn't want his family to know about their relationship.

Suddenly thinking of Brother Hunzi's teasing smile again, Cheng Zhuo shivered in the cool wind, frowned, and cursed softly: "Fuck!"

He couldn't tell whether he was shocked by his own thoughts or angered by Yuan Yu's attitude. In short, Young Master Cheng was not in a good mood today.If you are in a bad mood, your complexion will be bad.

His "May Three" is missing Chinese, and there are only five volumes in total. This morning will be the last time Yuan Yu comes to pick up the exercise booklet.

As soon as he went upstairs, Yuan Yu felt a low air pressure, walked quietly to his old seat and sat down, not daring to breathe out.

Cheng Zhuo finished drinking the mineral water here, he frowned, walked downstairs silently, poured a glass of water from the cold water jug ​​at grandma's house, went upstairs again "thump thump thump thump", put the enamel cup Pass it to Yuan Yu's hand.

He didn't say a word, his footsteps shook the sky, and it was quite scary to watch.

Yuan Yu obediently took the medicine, put the empty water glass on the bed, took out the tissue she bought yesterday, and wiped her nose.

Only then did he tentatively say, "Are you in a bad mood?"

Cheng Zhuo stared at him.

He kept silent all the time, Yuan Yu really couldn't guess what he was thinking, but the early morning time waited for no one, he had to urge: "I am in a hurry to go to school, can you give me "Five Three" first?"

"Don't you want your family to know that you have a relationship with me?" Cheng Zhuo said suddenly.

Yuan Yu was taken aback.

"I've been thinking about it all night, you didn't seem to avoid your family when you took those children in the village to school." Cheng Zhuo frowned, "I can't see anyone?"

He later figured it out, and that was why he was angry.

Why do normal people have to be afraid that their family will know when they make friends?He is not some social blind stream.

Yuan Yu really didn't expect him to ask such a question, or he didn't expect Cheng Zhuo to realize this...a problem that he himself didn't realize.

"No," he shook his head, "You are not shameless, how could you be shameless?"

Obviously this person stopped at the school gate, and the students passing by were all looking at him, looking radiant.

"Then when you met your sister yesterday, what did you run for?"

"I……"

Cheng Zhuo leaned on the back of the chair, watching Yuan Yu sitting on the empty bed and tugging at the hem of his clothes for a long time without saying anything, the anger in his heart sank little by little, and his eyes turned cold.

He pulled out "Five Three" and walked over, handed it to Yuan Yu, and looked down at him in the eyes.

"This is the last book, just take it and leave. You don't need to come here tomorrow."

Yuan Yu showed a panicked expression for a moment, and hurriedly stood up: "You..."

He was shorter than Cheng Zhuo, but he almost bumped into Cheng Zhuo's nose when he stood up like this.Cheng Zhuo took a step back abruptly.

"I……"

"Go to class." Cheng Zhuo tilted his head toward the stairs, "You're going to be late."

"..."

Time waits for no one, what he said is the truth.

Yuan Yu had to go.

Holding the "May Three" in his arms, he took two steps up the stairs, even forgetting to stuff it into his backpack immediately.Yuan Yu looked back at Cheng Zhuo, wanted to say something, but couldn't form words.

It was only then that he realized that the Chinese teacher hadn't wronged him when he said that his writing skills were not good enough.

Yuan Yu bit his lower lip, unable to speak, he could only sigh for a while.

This narrow and dark wooden staircase may be the last time he walked.

This realization made him feel a little helpless.

Out of the corner of Cheng Zhuo's eye, he saw him turn around, and then he turned his gaze away, staring at his dejected back, until Yuan Yu finished the last step.

"Although you don't come here anymore, remember to take your medicine." After saying this, Cheng Zhuo bent down and took the stairs up.

"Boom" sound.

Not long after, the laughter of children resounded in the village.Yuan Yu was like this. He took the initiative to take on the job of sending the children to school, so he wouldn't give up because of emotional fluctuations.

I just don’t know why, in his eyes, Cheng Zhuo is not as good as those kids – obviously he didn’t do half of the hair dyeing and piercing. If you don’t look at the report card and the teacher’s comments, you can just look at the appearance and be positive. good student.

It didn't rain today, but the air is moist and the ground is wet. Maybe it will rain during the day.

Cheng Zhuo didn't poke his head out, sat at the window and listened to the laughter going away, until he couldn't hear it at all, then let the stairs go down again, and went downstairs to wash.

……

"You are so early today?!" Brother Hunzi was stunned for a long time when he entered the box, and even took out his watch to check the time, making sure that he arrived an hour earlier than the day before.

Cheng Zhuo had just finished the task of clearing a map, and was thinking about how to acquire talents in the main city. He glanced at him when he had time, and commented: "It looks good."

"Yo, you're quite smart, kid." Brother Hunzi walked around him and sat down.

"I also have a watch of this brand, but I didn't bring it out this time."

"Where are you from? The accent is not from here."

"Jiangcheng."

"Why do people from Jiangcheng come here to play?"

"Grandma's house is here, what kind of village is that?" Cheng Zhuo didn't remember the name of the village where grandma's house was in after a long time.

But Brother Hunzi didn't care about this, he turned on the phone skillfully, and said, "I went to Jiangcheng once when I was young, and the quality of the bars there is good."

Still an old player.Cheng Zhuo smiled, and continued, "There are also many fake wines."

"Have you ever been there? That's right, you don't look like a good student." Brother Hunzi smiled, with a glib tone that men can understand, "But I'm not talking about good wine."

"I don't understand the others." Cheng Zhuo said.

"Don't understand?" Brother Hunzi glanced at him and raised his eyebrows, "Didn't you make an appointment yesterday?"

Cheng Zhuo frowned: "That's just a friend." He paused, "And we had a fight."

"Huh?" Brother Hunzi was taken aback for a moment, then burst out laughing.

This is not the first time for him, but every time Cheng Zhuo is baffled.

What is this dude laughing at?

"It's okay to quarrel, friends, just leave and meet new ones. Over the years, the friends who come and go around me have eight hundred if not one thousand. It's just like that, and I will forget it in a few days. "

Cheng Zhuo turned his face away.

Brother Hunzi: "Why?"

"I didn't expect you to comfort others." Cheng Zhuo blinked, "Actually, I'm not very sad."

Lost is a little bit, but only a little bit.Cheng Zhuo had a lot of friends when he was in Jiangcheng. At the beginning, he opened Penguin membership because of the limit of friends. Later, he changed to WeChat and couldn’t add them. But he has been in Yanghuai for so many days, and he doesn’t miss anyone in particular.

After hearing his words, Brother Hunzi laughed even louder.

After laughing, he asked, "What's your name?"

"Cheng Zhuo." Cheng Zhuo didn't bother to explain, typed his name on the game dialog box, and motioned for him to read.

"My surname is Zhou." Brother Hunzi said, "Nicknamed 'Snake Skin', they all call me Brother Pi and Master Pi, you can just call me that too."

Mr. Pi's title is too high for him, Cheng Zhuo tried to call "Brother Pi", but felt that the words were wrong, so he said, "Why don't I just call you brother."

Anyway, this person is older than him, so he is not at a disadvantage.

Snakeskin agreed.

Shepi originally wanted to exchange phone numbers with him, but Cheng Zhuo smashed his phone before he came out, and now he is in a state of being unable to contact, so Shepi didn't force it.

The two are still playing their own games.

It looked the same as usual, but after exchanging names, the relationship became much closer.At noon, Cheng Zhuo went out to eat with Shepi.

It was the first time he went out of the box with Shepi, seeing a group of people in the lobby taking time out of their busy schedules to say hello to Shepi, and saying hello all the way to the door, he suddenly had a deep understanding of Shepi's status here cognition.

The pressure is not great, but it is a bit fresh to know this kind of boss on the Internet.He was robbed by gangsters on the first day, but now it looks like someone is covering him.

"You're very popular." Cheng Zhuo looked back with a miraculous expression when he entered the stairwell.

"That's not true." Shepi raised an eyebrow at him and blinked, with a look of embarrassment.

But when he got out of the range of the building, Shepi looked like a cold and big brother again, and the speed seemed to have just returned from learning art in Sichuan and Chongqing.

However, after playing with him for so many days, Cheng Zhuo has already discovered that he is essentially a melon eater with a bit of a mouth.Sure enough, during the meal, he couldn't hold back and asked again: "Hey, I think that kid yesterday is pretty good, if you don't want it, you don't want it?"

"Brother, I don't have that kind of relationship with him." Cheng Zhuo is no longer helpless, he can even say this to Shepi with a smile, "Besides, he is a man, okay? What are you thinking?"

"What's wrong with the man, you haven't done it before." Shepi nodded, "You'll know if you've done it before, it's still a man stimulation."

Cheng Zhuoguang couldn't make a sound.

"Don't believe me." Shepi said, "I have a chance to show you."

The author has something to say:

I kept laughing while writing this chapter, puberty is so much fun.Although they are all my sons, I still want to say that Xiaozhuo’s character will be beaten severely in society. 233