The boring daily life of ordinary high school students

29.

Since that day, the two have been caught in a seven-year cold war, more precisely Chi Nian's unilateral cold war.In fact, within a few days, Song Juming calmed down.At first, he wanted to be the same as before when he had a small conflict, give way to Chi Nian, take the initiative to bow his head and ask for peace, and the two will get back together again.But this time Chi Nian was really with him.No matter at home or at school, if you saw him, you would act as if you hadn't seen him, as if you were a stranger.

Song Juming tried to retain their friendship, but it didn't work.After a long time, Song Juming also felt boring.Out of sight, out of mind, in order to avoid Chi Nian, Song Juming even deliberately chose a junior high school far away, and only went home on weekends.

Another year passed, and the school held a sports meeting. Song Juming didn't apply for the event, and directly asked for sick leave to go home.

On the first floor, I ran into Chi Nian whom I hadn't seen for a long time.

Song Juming was standing next to him waiting for the elevator, but Chi Nian didn't look up at him.

Chi Nian had a face full of stinking, and he was playing with his mobile phone with his head down, muttering while typing, and occasionally uttering a few dirty words, his hair was colorfully dyed, he was wearing an ill-fitting leather jacket with rivets and skinny jeans, dragging a pair of Flip-flops, pretend to be a gangster on the street.

Song Juming unscrupulously scanned Chi Nian's body, and when he saw the young man's overly thin collarbone and jaw, he frowned, quite displeased.

Did this person not eat?

The elevator door opened, and Chi Nian walked in first, followed by Song Juming.

It was the off-duty time, and there was a heavy flow of people, and several people entered one after another, and Song Juming was squeezed in front of Chi Nian.

Chi Nian glanced at the shopping bag in Song Juming's hand, but said nothing.

Song Juming stared at the two spinners on top of Chi Nian's hair, but said nothing.

The two remained silent at the same time.

Everyone is a neighbor, and loves to gossip about their parents. I don't know who started it, and chatted about the recent incident of gangsters hurting people.

"I heard that no one is willing to pick up people. Those gangsters who fought are still locked up in the police station. Ah bah! Such bastards should be sent to prison, and if they hurt someone, they should just be sent to a correctional center. It's really cheap for them What's the use of less control? It won't be the same when it's released after a while! They're all underage, so it's pity for those junior high school students who were beaten. How distressed it must be..."

Others also sighed.

At this moment, Song Juming noticed an ice cream pendant hanging on Chi Nian's flip phone, shaking it back and forth with the frequency of typing.

She's quite girlish, he smiled.

Just when Song Juming poked his head out to peek at who Chi Nian was chatting with, the topic somehow came to Chi Nian.

"... You said, Chi Nian was so good when he was a child, not to mention how cute he is when he smiles. Everyone envies Chi Mama for having such a good son. How can he be so rebellious now?"

"Isn't that right? I heard that he has an unusual relationship with the gangsters at Dongjiekou. You know at Dongjiekou, there are many gangsters squatting in that area to steal money from students. I don't know if that kid from Chi Nian is involved?"

"Then I have to take my daughter seriously. It doesn't matter if she is stupid. If she learns badly and messes up with the society, then her mother and I will be pissed off."

"Yeah yeah......"

The topic about Chi Nian was still going on, but the person involved didn't care, as if he was an outsider, as if Chi Nian was an irrelevant person.

Song Juming didn't say anything, just stared at Chi Nian's frozen fingers.

Still the same.

Obviously caring, but still pretending to be calm.

Song Ju had heard what the neighbors said in the morning.These years, although the two have been in a cold war, Song Juming still pays attention to Chi Nian's news.

Especially in junior high school.

He heard from classmates in his class that less than a month after the start of school, the attached high school expelled a student who repeatedly violated school discipline and rules.

This is an unprecedented event for a century-old school that has written the teaching of tolerance into its school motto.

The news spread throughout Yucheng at once.

Although he didn't mention his real name, Song Juming could guess that it was Chi Nian.

After entering junior high school, Chi Nian seemed to be a different person.She often provokes troubles at school, fights with others, not to mention many punishments, and sometimes makes troubles at the police station. Chi Ma has also become a frequent visitor to the head teacher's office.On the podium of the flag-raising ceremony on Monday, he was always reading the letter of repentance.The small alleys on the corners of the streets became one of Chi Nian's must-go places for truancy after school.Song Juming sometimes passed by, and he could hear the laughter of Chi Nian and a group of gangsters drinking and fisting from a distance away.

Song Juming had bumped into Chi Nian with a wound on his face a few times in the community, and wanted to ask him what happened to make him give up on himself so much.His lips moved, but he didn't say anything in the end.After raglan shoulders passed, he couldn't help laughing at himself. He and Chi Nian hadn't been in touch 800 years ago. What right did he have to ask about each other.Even Chi's mother can't control it, what right does a stranger have?

After a while, the boy in the corner suddenly spoke, his tone was cold and forbearing.

"he has married."

The elevator door opened, and there was an old man holding cotton wool outside the door, looking at the two people in the corner: "Young man, are you not coming down?"

Song Juming raised his eyes and saw the 30th floor.

The others left long ago.

The two of them sat on the top floor without checking the floor.

Song Juming lifted the plastic bag in his hand and signaled, "Sit on the rooftop?"

Chi Nian didn't answer, but followed Song Juming out of the elevator.

The weather has been fine recently, and the neighbors in the neighborhood have taken their damp sheets and quilts to the roof to dry. The autumn breeze is refreshing, and all kinds of fabrics are flying with the wind.

There was obviously a bench next to him, but Song Juming sat down on the ground. Chi Nian was a little surprised by his abnormal behavior, smiled again, and sat down.

They have all changed.

Song Juming took out a can of peach-flavored drink from the bag and threw it to Chi Nian, "Drink it."

Chi Nian misunderstood: "...We are still students, so we can't drink."

Song Juming didn't explain, and raised his eyebrows a little to laugh, "You don't drink with your friends?" When mentioning 'friends', Song Juming deliberately emphasized his tone.

Chi Nian understood that this person was trying to trick him in disguise: "I've never had a drink!"

"It's pretty obedient." Song Juming smiled, took the drink in Chi Nian's hand, opened it and gave it to him again, "It's not wine, it's just fruit juice."

Hearing that it was fruit juice, Chi Nian frowned, a little displeased: "Are you lying to me?"

"It's not to lie to you, it's to tease you." Song Juming's words were full of provocation.

"Inexplicable." Chi Nian cursed, raised his head and threw the drink back into Song Juming's arms in one breath.

The strong wind on the roof messed up Chi Nian's hair, exposing his smooth forehead, which looked clean and breathable. A small scar appeared on the peak of his brow, adding a bit of viciousness to his fair little face.

Song Juming stared at his throat sliding up and down in a daze, and the corner of his mouth looked down at Chi Nian's ill-fitting clothes, "Whose clothes belong to?"

Chi Nian didn't hide anything, "It's from a friend."

"You have so many friends." Song Juming sneered, "His pants too?"

Chi Nian glanced at Song Juming, and said unhappily, "What's wrong? You care about me?"

As soon as these words came out, Song Juming's expression collapsed in an instant, "I have to take care of you just once today." After finishing speaking, Song Juming locked Chi Nian's neck and reached out to pull off his coat.

Chi Nian was not a vegetarian, but when he found his neck locked, he directly elbowed the person behind him into the abdomen.

Song Juming groaned in pain, but still didn't let go, and kept Chi Nian's troublesome hand on his waist with one free hand, not allowed to move, "Be honest!"

"Song Juming!" Chi Nian frowned, "Let go!"

"I said it," Song Juming's tone could not be refused, "I just want to take care of you today. Not only will I take off your clothes, but I will also cut off your dickhead."

"How dare you!" Chi Nian lowered his head and bit Song Juming's arm fiercely, his gums were clear and bloody, as if venting, "I can't bite you to death."

"Look if I dare!" The pain in his arm made him frowned, Song Juming still didn't let go, and really wanted to take off Chi Nian's coat, and even unbuttoned Chi Nian's trousers.

Chi Nian felt that Song Juming must be crazy, so he quickly grabbed Song Juming's hand that was about to move further, and shouted: "The pants are mine! My own!"

"Didn't lie to me?"

"I did not lie to you!"

"Okay." Song Juming let go of him, then turned his hand and threw the coat into the trash can.

Chi Nian squatted on the ground and took a few breaths, but Song Juming's attack was so ruthless that he almost choked.

Seeing Song Juming throw away his borrowed coat, Chi Nian's eyes widened in doubt: "I still have to return it!"

Song Juming clapped his hands in disgust, turned his head, saw the white T-shirt on Chi Nian's body, his expression was slightly relaxed, and he commented: "This is much more pleasing to the eye."

Chi Nian's eyes turned red, like an angry lion, he rushed towards Song Juming.Song Juming was unprepared, and suddenly fell backwards. Before falling, he subconsciously protected the back of Chi Nian's head, and they both fell to the ground.Before Song Juming could recover, Chi Nian straightened up and punched Song Juming directly.In an instant, the two wrestled together again.

This time Song Juming didn't give in to Chi Nian at all. He picked the pain and vented the grievances accumulated over the years through fights, "Heh, Chi Nian, you really have you. If you say break up, break up. After so many years, you really haven't said a word." Say, little white-eyed wolf."

Chi Nian was not taller than Song Juming in size, but he was more experienced than Song Juming, and he had the viciousness to go all out, so he wouldn't be beaten by Song Juming.

Chi Nian: "Who are you calling a white-eyed wolf!"

Song Juming: "You! You white-eyed wolf! You ungrateful little bastard!"

Chi Nian: "Shut up!"

Song Juming: "I want to say it! Little white-eyed wolf! After eating so many snacks from me, I didn't even call my brother, and played with you every day, but you turned around and wanted to break up with me! Little white-eyed wolf!"

......

There was no win or loss, and in the end, both of them got their hands on the lottery, panting and sitting side by side on the ground, their expressions were more relaxed than ever.

Chi Nian covered his stomach, squinted his eyes, and said, "Song Juming, why didn't you beat me to death?"

Song Juming also covered his stomach, gasping for breath in pain, "Should I say this instead? Chi Nian really has you, and I didn't spare any energy."

Chi Nian felt a little guilty: "I've already let you go."

Song Juming's mouth curled up: "I should say that too."

Chi Nian: "I let you finish talking, what do you want me to say!?"

Song Juming paused for a moment, turned his head to look at Chi Nian, his eyes sank, and he said leisurely, "What are you talking about."

In a short time, under Song Juming's deep gaze, Chi Nian couldn't help but lower his head, and subconsciously touched the mole under his eyes.

"...I'm sorry." His voice was very soft, as if he was stuffy in his heart.

Song Juming's face became serious, and his expression was very unhappy: "I said, I don't want to hear you say sorry to me."

"It's different." Chi Nian lowered his eyes and pursed his lips, "I owe you this."

"Huh—" Song Juming lay on the ground, looked at the blue sky and let out a long breath, "You are so cruel... After so many years... Now you don't hate you at all... ..."

Chi Nian's nose was acidic, he turned his head, and muttered: "I looked for you, but you ignored me..."

"I ignore you?" Song Juming seemed to have heard a big joke, and said in a straight voice: "Impossible."

Chi Nian was also excited: "It's your birthday!"

Song Juming was startled, "You came to see me?"

Chi Nian acquiesced.

"..." Song Juming's birthday is in July, and it happens that the school is on summer vacation. Father Song took this opportunity to take Song Juming back to his hometown, and he is not in Yucheng at all, "Then you didn't say it earlier!"

Chi Nian snorted, "Then you changed schools without saying a word."

Song Juming felt that God must be playing tricks on him, so he couldn't laugh or cry: "It's not because of you, I was afraid that you wouldn't like to go to school with me, so I went to live in No. [-] Middle School."

Chi Nian was about to say something to turn back, but Song Juming burst into laughter: "Chi Nian, why are we still fighting like little girls, hahahaha..."

Chi Nian also laughed, "You're just a little girl."

"Yes, I'm a little girl, and I still use ice cream pendants."

"you!"

......

After a while, Song Juming tilted his head slightly, and he could see the boy's well-defined side face, his chin raised, and a pair of crystal-clear eyes looking into the distance.

"When did you know?" he asked.

"last year."

At the beginning of Xiaosheng last year, Chi Nian's pocket money finally filled his piggy bank, and he couldn't wait to buy a train ticket to Mingcheng that night. Without telling anyone, he went to a familiar yet unfamiliar city by himself.

Chi Ming moved, and Chi Nian managed to find out his new address, but when he looked there, he saw a strange woman beside Chi Le's family and a child in her arms.

"His eyes are really blind. That woman is not as beautiful as my mother, and the child she gave birth to is ugly. It was a waste of my money, and my butt hurts from sitting on the train..." Chi Nian Sucking his nose, his throat felt a little itchy, "Song Juming...your father is much more handsome...at least he doesn't have a beer belly..."

"Nonsense." Song Juming covered Chi Nian's teary eyes with his hands, and said softly, "Fortunately, I'm not blind."

"You're blind." He cried a lot, but there was no sound when he cried.

Song Juming thought to himself: This person is probably reincarnated by a dragon girl...

......

As night fell, two footsteps, one deep and one shallow, echoed in the stairwell, as well as the voices of teenagers laughing and talking.

"Dye your hair back."

"Not stained."

"Dye or not?"

"You are also an eighth woman, don't worry about so much!"

"Don't dye it, I'll cut your hair for you."

"I dye it! It's okay if I dye it back!"

"good."

"roll!"

After that day, it seemed that something had changed between the two of them, and it seemed that nothing had changed.

On the day he reunited with Song Juming, Chi Nian wrote in his diary:

"10/09/17 sunny

My mother is not at home, so I should be invited to drink tea.

Song Juming bought me a new piggy bank, this time it was a cow, twice the size of a pig, and he said he would take me to see the snow in Beiguo when it was full.

Surely he doesn't know that I've already seen it.

It's sunny, which is great.

"

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