The cold tablemate is a bamboo horse

This round was played for a long time, and both sides were evenly matched.

After the last wave was wiped out, Wu took another four kills, and took Wu to stand under the opposite crystal swaggeringly.

Only the two of them were alive in the audience, and the little soldier was pushing the crystal.

Qiufeng typed two words: take a sister?

Wu Feixin said that even the younger sisters didn't open their screens like this.

Jiang Han didn't return, and finally the opposite crystal exploded, and the game was over.

Jiang Han sent another message to Wen Yan.

[JH: Still coming? ]

Wen Yan looked at the time, it was almost one o'clock in the morning, and typed a reply.

[Whalefall: No way. ]

[JH: OK, good night then. ]

Wen Yan paused his fingers for a few seconds, and said "good night" in the past.

...

The next day, when Wen Yan got up at eight o'clock, the villa was very quiet.

Chi Ji is usually not at home, and went to the company before six o'clock today.Chi Nan lost her temper yesterday, the eldest lady has a temper that is hard to guess, she went somewhere now, and the door of the room was closed.

Lin Jia suffers from headaches and usually gets up at twelve o'clock.

Mrs. Zhang made breakfast and asked Wen Yan to come down: "How about some freshly made fish noodles?"

Wen Yan sat down and tasted it, and said, "It's delicious."

"Hey, eat more if it's delicious."

Mrs. Zhang said with a smile, and then she was busy looking for seasonings: "I remember you like beef sauce, if the taste is bland, you can add some..."

"Don't worry about it, I'll do it myself."

Wen Yan stayed here for three days, thinking that Xiaoqi's dog food should be gone, so he returned to Tongcheng.

When he came, he was relaxed, but when he went, he was packed with things. Aunt Zhang was afraid that he would have a bad time alone, so she packed a lot of things for him.

It was not easy to refuse, so Wen Yan had no choice but to accept it.

On the fourth day, the eldest lady who had been away for a few days came back.

After going out for a few days, my mood did not improve.

Throwing the schoolbag on the sofa with a bang, he looked around the villa coldly and said, "What about him?"

The servant came over and asked in bewilderment, "Who?"

The person on the sofa choked and said, "The person who came back a few days ago."

The servant suddenly realized that Chi Nan didn't like Wen Yan at home, so he said honestly, "Second Young Master went back to Tongcheng yesterday."

As soon as the words fell, the eldest lady's complexion became even worse.

Chi Nan's face was sullen, and it took him a long time to say: "It's too hot, so if you don't turn on the air conditioner, are you saving electricity for someone?"

The maids were afraid of offending the aunt, so they ran to turn on the air conditioner, and at the same time wondered that the weather of more than ten degrees was not hot.

I'm really not happy to come, nor happy to go.

...

After not being at home for a few days, Xiaoqi was so bored that he made a mess in the living room.

Hearing movement at the door, Xiao Qi immediately ran over excitedly, circling Wen Yan.

Wen Yan put down his things and patted Xiao Qi's head.

Hmm...it seems to be a little fatter again.

After tidying up the living room, Wen Yan took Xiao Qi out for a walk.

The remaining three days of vacation passed quickly. Wen Yan read books every day, took a walk after dinner, and lived a comfortable life. Yang Qian came to his house from time to time for dinner.

Chi Sui called him and said that in the future the business would be in line with domestic standards, and it would probably take more time to return to China.The two chatted for a while, and talked about Chi Nan.

Chi Sui couldn't hide the affairs of the family. The other end of the phone sighed and said, "Chi Nan is self-willed, but her heart is not bad. If she goes too far, you can tell me. Xiaoyan, I belong to Chi Nan." Brother, also your brother."

"No." Wen Yan said, "We are fine."

Knowing Wen Yan's temperament, Chi Sui didn't say much: "It's autumn in China, pay attention to wear more clothes, don't catch a cold."

"Well, the weather is fine, not too cold."

"If you don't have enough money, just tell me, you must spend what you should spend. You are my younger brother, and you should use the best for everything..."

As soon as Chi Sui started to make a phone call, he was always nagging. Wen Yan listened for more than ten minutes and said, "Brother, it's enough. I still have the money you called me last time."

Almost everything that should be said has been said, and finally I really can't think of anything, so the other person is going to hang up the phone.Chi Sui was busy with work on weekdays, so it was hard to find time to make this call.

"That's all right, brother hang up. If you have anything to call and tell me, don't keep everything in your heart."

"Thank you, bro."

Wen Yan said softly.

"What are you talking about?" Chi Sui's voice sounded like a warm brother, "Take good care of yourself."

On the last day of the vacation, Jiang Han came out of the Internet cafe where he had been staying all day, hungry, and planned to go to the soup bun shop to buy steamed buns.

"Brother, remember to bring home your homework tomorrow, it's up to you..."

Wu Fei shouted from behind.

Jiang Han waved his hand.

It was another crimson dusk, the setting sun was infinitely long and slanting, shining a layer of golden light on the city of Wutong.

The streets are bustling with people, yelling, and selling.

Shirtless uncles, grandpas playing chess, office workers shopping for groceries after get off work, children playing after school...all these constitute a world of fireworks.

Jiang Han walked through the vegetable market, greeted a few uncles and aunts during the process, and then went to the soup dumpling shop to buy a soup dumpling.

The weather was fine, the rays of the sun were shining on his body, and Jiang Han hummed a song all the way.

Thinking of being guarded by dogs during the summer vacation, Jiang Han took a bite of the soup dumpling, turned around and chose another direction.

Then, he saw Wen Yan.

The young man was wearing a clean white shirt, and the light shone on him, matching his gentle eyebrows and eyes.In late autumn, the fallen leaves of the sycamore trees in the alley are falling with the wind, showing a bit of sadness.The boy squatted down and gently picked up the stray cat on the ground.

Boy, Indus, stray cat.

Jiang Han suddenly throbbed.

He couldn't describe it, but inexplicably felt that the scene was beautiful, and he tapped it lightly like a superficial touch in his heart.

The air is silent, the sound of footsteps stepping on dead leaves is very clear, and the white sneakers stop in front of them.

"Like cats?" he said, in a deep magnetic voice.

Wen Yan slowly raised his head, and saw the young man's slender fingers and sharp tendons.

Very nice, he thought.

"It hurts."

Jiang Han took the cat, looked at it, and said, "It should be broken."

The stray cat is very small, can't meow, and is dying.

Jiang Han remembered that Wen Yan had also picked up stray cats when he was a child. The two of them went shopping in the town that day. The queue was long and the sun was very hot. He asked Wen Yan to hide under a tree.

When I came back, no one was there.

Wen Yan doesn't know how to run around, Jiang Han looked around and found him squatting on the ground, looking at the immobile stray cat in the corner.

Seeing Jiang Han coming, the little Wen Yan said distressedly: "It's injured, so pitiful."

What happened that day was that Jiang Han took away the stray cat. Grandma Jiang was allergic to cat fur and couldn't keep it at home, so the two built a small nest outside the yard and fed the kitten regularly every day.

Jiang Han basically didn't remember such small things as feeding, so this task fell to Wen Yan, who simply took care of the kitten. Besides feeding it, he also bathed and groomed it every day, and from time to time Repairing the small nest is taking care of everything.

It's just a pity that Wen Yan moved away that year, and Jiang Han didn't even have time to say goodbye, the house was as empty as if they had never been here.

In the end, only one cat remained, which can prove that they existed.

Later that cat, Jiang Han, took good care of it until it got old.

"Do you remember Xiao Hei?"

Xiao Hei is the name of the cat.

Only one of them remembers their past, and this feeling is very uncomfortable.

It's like you are still in place, but that person has already left first.

Both of them were silent and walked towards the neighborhood. Wen Yan knew that Jiang Han was talking about their past, and from the tone of their voices several times, it could be seen that they had a very good relationship when they were young.

But he couldn't respond because he couldn't remember.

After asking this sentence, Jiang Han was also a little annoyed: "Forget it... pretend I didn't ask."

Wen Yan stopped and said, "I don't remember Xiao Hei, but I remember you."

Jiang Han froze for a moment, then turned his head and looked at Wen Yan in disbelief.

Wen Yan continued: "It's not very... clear, but I have a vague impression that when I was young, I always liked to follow someone."

Even if the body doesn't remember it, the brain's instinctive memory will still remember it.

It was one of the few happy hours.

"It's a real pleasure for me."

Jiang Han became happy, even if it was only a little bit, he was very happy.

Too complacent, Colonel Jiang put his hand on Wen Yan's shoulder, and then received a slight frown from Wen Yan.

Cleanliness is at home.

"It doesn't matter if you don't remember, as long as I remember."

Jiang Han withdrew his hand indifferently, leaned closer to Wen Yan's neck and smelled it, closed his eyes like a hooligan and said intoxicated, "You smell so good..."

After figuring out that matter, Jiang University bully became more and more unscrupulous.He felt that Wen Yan was just being indifferent to him on the surface, but in fact he didn't reject his approach.

Wen Yan lowered his eyes, stepped back a little, and said, "Let's go."

...

The six-day vacation is over, and classes officially start on Monday morning.

Evening self-study, the school teachers went to a meeting, the class monitor Han Feng found out the first-hand news, ran in like a thief and said, "Do you want to watch a movie, Lao Jiang went to a meeting, I guess he won't come tonight."

As soon as the words came out, they immediately won the support of everyone.

"Come, come, Lao Jiang is not afraid of anything!"

"The new action movie that came out last week was good, and it really created a sense of atmosphere when everyone watched it together."

"I watched an action movie last time, let's change to a horror movie this time..."

There are more boys than girls in the science class, boys of this age are very courageous.Once it is caught that the teacher is not there, it is time to do bad things collectively.

Some people in the classroom said to watch action movies, some said to watch thrillers, some girls were timid and automatically went to the back row, intending to stay away from the scary atmosphere.

Everyone's opinions were not unified, and finally a show of hands voted, and a traditional thriller horror film was released.

The lights in the classroom were turned off and the curtains were drawn, leaving only the light of the projector, creating a terrifying and tense atmosphere.

"Mist and Shadow Rosemary" probably tells the story of a group of college students who went to a "ghost house" on a mountain to explore in search of thrills.

At the beginning, a group of people gathered at the foot of the mountain. Young students who received a new education in the [-]th century were not afraid of ghosts and gods at all, and they did not believe in the existence of ghosts.

So when we set off, everyone thought it was a trip, and it was like going out to relax after the exam.

But on the way up the mountain, there was a sudden heavy rain in the clear sky, and there was a collapse in front, so the car had to be stopped.

And it just so happened that at this time, when a few boys were passing through, they discovered that it was a cemetery.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and it was so dense that no one could be seen. The crows on the dead branches were singing, the sky was full of thunder, and there was no vitality on the ground.

The sound atmosphere of the movie also changed at this time, turning into a horror atmosphere.

The timid ones in the classroom were already ready to close their eyes for the next "ghost" to appear, and the girls in the front row hugged each other, trembling with nervousness.

The atmosphere of horror reached its climax, a thunderstorm flashed, and a female student in the movie screamed.

The girls in the classroom also screamed at the same time.

"Ahhhh-"

A boy cut it: "It's not scary at all, okay, and the ghost didn't appear."

Someone from the next class heard the sound and came to see the situation, and couldn't help but express emotion: "Wow, your side is so exciting."

The scared girl in the classroom slowed down: "I hate it, of course you are not afraid, it's all because of the horror movies you watched."

"It didn't show up again, what are you afraid of." The boy was innocent.

The "ghost" did not appear, and the girls in the movie just sprained their feet. After that, the background music returned to normal, and the group of students went up the mountain smoothly.

After entering the "ghost house", there are traditional ghost movie plots, and you can know what will happen next without guessing, and the girls in the classroom are gradually getting used to "ghost" scenes appearing from time to time.

In another slight uproar, someone in the classroom said "Old Wang, what are you doing there?" Then the eyes of several people in the back row turned to Wang Junlin.

Wang Junlin's seat is the last one by the back door, the best passage for cooking.

At this moment, the back door of the classroom was wide open, and half of Wang Junlin's body was exposed outside.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Wang Junlin swept over: "What are you looking at me for? I'm not letting the air go."

Luo Qing, who was close to him, let out an oh, and said casually: "Then why are you shaking your feet?"

"I, I shake my feet..." Wang Junlin seemed to be stepped on, "I can't exercise!"

Luo Qing: "..."

Isn't this 300 taels of silver here?