A Certain Someone

Sheng Wang is a person who doesn't like to chat on WeChat, because typing is really troublesome.

He can't even click on the prompt interface like this "friend added successfully", let alone send a message to "start chatting".Because those who really have a good relationship don’t pay attention to these procedures, but those who have a normal relationship, once the conversation starts, the follow-up process can be imagined——

First you have to post two emojis to warm up the scene, and then exchange a few words about the recent situation, and then make a few jokes to show your intimacy when there is nothing to do.

It took at least ten, twenty or ten minutes to do this, and at most half a day. He had seen so many with Sheng Mingyang that he was tired just looking at it.

It was 2:23 a.m. Beijing time, and the silly x chose to have an awkward chat at this time.

Thinking so, Sheng Wang erased the WeChat interface, switched back to the game and started a round.Maybe it was because the feel of the hand was disturbed, maybe it was the sleepy point, and he sacrificed to the sky after only 3 minutes of playing.

Sheng Wang lost the interest to continue playing, and he didn't want to put down his phone immediately.So I cut the app boredly, like an emperor on a tour.The frequently used app patrolled for a round, and before I knew it, it was WeChat's turn again.

The dialog box with the full stop next door still dominates the top position, but when I click it, it is empty.

The emperor crouched under the quilt, biting his lip. He pondered for a moment, then stretched out his hand and poked open the expression bar. After picking for a while, he couldn't find a suitable one, and then closed the expression bar in a lack of interest, and poked the avatar instead.

Jiang Tian's personal information is very simple, his nickname has only one punctuation mark, his WeChat account is still original garbled characters, and he has never posted a single message on Moments.

It's as simple as a useless account, and it's a bit boring to read it at a glance.

The emperor yawned, and was about to close the interface to sleep, when the phone suddenly buzzed, and the notification bar stuck out its tongue, showing ". A sum of money was transferred to you".

Sheng Wang: "???"

The drowsiness was overwhelmed by this sudden shock, Sheng Wang clicked on Alipay and saw that it wasn't dizziness, the guy next door didn't sleep most of the night, and really transferred money to him.

He sat up with a grunt, stared at the shared wall for a few seconds, and clicked on WeChat.

Canned: What are you doing?

There was a faint sound of walking around with slippers pulled on next door, probably from the table to the bed.

Sheng Wang's phone vibrated again, and there was another item in the dialog box.

. :?

Canned: Why did you suddenly transfer money to me in the middle of the night?

. : water money.

Canning: what water money?

Sheng Wang didn't react for a while, and looked at the wall with a puzzled expression.The footsteps next door stopped, I don't know if Jiang Tian was standing somewhere to read the news or he was just a little speechless.

. : You put the water on my table.

Sheng Wang typed in the input box: It's just a bottle of water, do you still need to pay it back?I

He stopped halfway through the reply.He suddenly realized that he and Jiang Tian didn't know each other very well. In school, they had just been classmates for four days, and they hadn't given each other straight attention for the first three days.As for being at home...it's even more embarrassing.No matter how you look at it, it's not a relationship where you can acquiesce in the other party's treat, and paying back the money should be taken for granted.

Sheng Wang deleted the typed words again, and replied: Oh.

Then he saw "The other party is typing..." displayed at the top of the dialog box.He shifted into a cross-legged position and waited with his elbows on his knees.

The other party entered for more than ten seconds, the display disappeared, and no new reply popped up in the dialog box.

Canned: ?

. :?

Sheng Wang stared at the two question marks, thinking that he might be sick, but the person next door was not much better either.He rolled his eyes, and knocked word by word: forget it, it's nothing, I'm going to sleep.

"The other party is typing..." appeared on the top of the chat box

Sheng Wang thought: If you want to type nonsense for a long time, I will knock on your door.

After a few more seconds, a new message finally popped up in the chat box.

. :Ok.

Sheng Wang wants to hit someone.

He turned down the air conditioner three degrees to reduce the dryness, and then lay down on the bed holding his mobile phone and continued his emperor's tour.Before Xun went to bed, he finally couldn't hold back, clicked on the WeChat profile of the person next door, and changed his note name to "Jiang Tian".

That guy chatted with a punctuation mark, which was a hundred times more annoying than his usual speech.

The next morning, Sheng Wang woke up from the cold.

After blowing on the 18-degree air conditioner all night, the young master's brain hurts and his nose is stuffed.He sneezed four times in a row, his hair was messed up, and the tip of his nose was red. Wrapped in a quilt, he sat on the bed in a daze for 5 minutes before spitting hard at the next door.

For the first time in history, he took the initiative to put on his school uniform, turned off the squeaking mobile phone alarm clock, took two tissues and walked downstairs.

Sheng Mingyang's business has a little trouble, and he hasn't returned from his business trip.But early in the morning, the house was actually very lively.

Sheng Wang looked down from the second floor——

Auntie Sun, the nanny, came early today and was following Jiang Ou wearing gloves. The two of them went in and out of the kitchen, chatting briefly from time to time.After Sheng Wang heard a few words, it seemed that Aunt Sun was teaching Jiang Ou what to do.

Jiang Tian was standing next to the sofa, putting the paper and pencil case in his schoolbag.

Sheng Wang was about to lift his foot down the stairs when he heard a bang in the kitchen, something broke.Then Jiang Ou let out a low hiss.

"Hey, hurry up and rinse with cold water." Aunt Sun's voice came over, "This is very hot. You rinse it first, and I'll get you some ointment."

Jiang Tian threw away his schoolbag and strode into the kitchen.From Shengwang's angle, he could see half of his back.

He heard Jiang Tian ask, "Is it foaming?"

Jiang Ou said with a smile: "No, I didn't pay attention to it. I haven't done this before. Aunt Sun reminded me not to touch it with my hands. I was distracted and forgot."

"Why bake this all of a sudden?" Jiang Tian asked strangely.

"It wasn't all of a sudden, I just talked to your mother before, Xiao Wangte likes to eat this, before—" Aunt Sun hurried over with a small round jar, and said, "Come on, apply some of this. This medicine is very useful , I always carry it with me, and it’s good to just apply it on it.”

While applying medicine to Jiang Ou, she said in a low voice, "His mother always made this for him when he was young, and Sister Ou said she wanted to learn it."

Jiang Ou was a little embarrassed, heyed and said: "I'm not very good at this, I can't learn it."

Sheng Wang paused when he went downstairs, then retracted, standing on the top of the stairs in a daze.At that moment, his emotions were a bit complicated, and he couldn't tell what it was like.

The door of the bedroom at the back was left open, and the air-conditioning accumulated all night slipped out and came up from behind.He suddenly felt a little empty.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Tian's voice came from downstairs: "Why do you want to learn from others."

I don't know where Aunt Sun's words hit him, and his tone sounded cold and stubborn.

Jiang Ou froze for a moment: "Huh?"

"I said—" Jiang Tian frowned, his shoulders and back were tense, and he could feel how unhappy he was just by looking at his profile.

After saying these two words, he paused, pinched the fingers hanging by his side a few times, making a "click" sound, showing a bit of irritability.

After a while, he said, "Forget it, I'm going to school."

Jiang Ou patted him on the shoulder, a little embarrassed.He turned his head and blinked at Aunt Sun again, trying to ease the embarrassment.

Jiang Tian lowered his eyes, strode to the sofa, picked up his schoolbag and walked towards the entrance.

When he was changing his shoes, he glanced at the stairs from the corner of his eye, and stopped tying his bag for a moment.

Sheng Wang stood there with his coat on, his large school uniform was wrapped outside his white T-shirt, and the rolled up sleeves were piled up in empty folds, showing the unique tall, thin and thin young people when they were stretched out.

Jiang Tian looked up at him for a moment, then looked away again, his lips pursed into a straight line.

In the next second, he stood up and went straight out the door with his schoolbag in his hand.

The weather in the city in August can be cloudy and cloudy, with a few flashes of lightning and a downpour.Sheng Wang heard the faint sound of thunder outside the house, he rubbed the tip of his nose and walked down the stairs, feeling like he was going to be sick again.