Xiangyu

"Why do you wear so little?" This was the first sentence Wan Jingshuang said when he saw Song Yuqiao.

Song Yuqiao turned on the air conditioner at home, how did he know that the temperature outside dropped suddenly?But at his age, he was at the time when he had the most vitality and was least afraid of the cold. He thought he could bear the cold completely, so he didn't answer Wan Jingshuang's question, but said, "Have you brought anything?"

Wan Jingshuang's eyebrows were bent into a "eight" character, and he smiled wryly, handed him the bag in his hand, and said, "Look at your tone, it seems that we are doing some illegal street trade."

Song Yuqiao didn't find it funny. He opened the bag and looked in surprise, "So many?"

"Student, I am a 'regular army' who has been in high school for three years. Is it completely different from your 'commando team'? Of course I have all the equipment." Wan Jingshuang glanced into the open pocket, "English, Chinese, Mathematics, Science, Chemistry, and Students are all in place. There are six books in total. Would you like some?"

In this way, it is more like doing illegal street transactions.Song Yuqiao gave him an angry look, thought for a while before saying goodbye, and confirmed to him: "You really don't need it anymore?"

He widened his eyes and said, "When did I say that I can't use it? Didn't you insist on snatching it?"

"Oh, I'll treat you to a skewer some other day." After Song Yuqiao finished speaking, he couldn't help laughing when he saw him staring his eyes further away.

"However, why do you want these all of a sudden? Not to mention that you have been recommended for admission, haven't you ever bothered to take notes of this level?" Wan Jingshuang asked curiously, her eyes lit up, "Could it be... Have you got a boyfriend?!"

Probably because of Song Yuqiao's special experience at the beginning, Wan Jingshuang's girlfriend often asked Wan Jingshuang about his situation when he was just in the third year of high school.Because of this, Wan Jingshuang once suspected that Song Yuqiao was going to pry the corner of the wall. Song Yuqiao took the trouble and simply explained his sexual orientation to him.

Song Yuqiao and Wan Jingshuang were not very good friends at first, but after this incident, because of Wan Jingshuang's "never leave and never leave", Song Yuqiao promoted him from a "friend" to a "best friend" in his heart.

"Male friends, probably." Song Yuqiao is really not skilled in interpersonal communication, so he is not sure whether he and Qiao Yusong can be regarded as friends now.

Wan Jingshuang tilted her head and asked, "Does your 'probably' mean that he is 'probably' a man, or is 'probably' a friend?"

"Tsk." Song Yuqiao glared at him, which made him laugh out loud.

"However, where did you make such a friend? It's strange." Wan Jingshuang put his hands in his pockets and looked him up and down, as if to confirm whether he had some genetic mutation.

Song Yuqiao was worried that it was too late to catch the last bus, but when he heard him say that, he couldn't help asking, "What's so strange?"

"Haha, after all, you are a person who even the teacher looks down on. It feels like you can't make a friend who even borrows the review notes? In my impression, you don't talk to this kind of person, do you? Two completely different people .” After finishing speaking, he shrugged his shoulders.

Hearing this, Song Yuqiao didn't know how to refute.

"And it's even more strange that you can be so attentive, isn't it? It seems that you don't intend to be just an ordinary friend relationship? So, you want to be 'unusual' with someone who is impossible to be a friend. Friend', that's even weirder, isn't it?" He rubbed his chin.

Song Yuqiao was speechless for a moment, and said, "Don't you think you talk a lot today?"

"Haha, pretend I didn't say it, and I'll shut up right away!" After speaking, he squeezed his fingers and made a motion to sew his mouth shut.However, he just "sewed" his mouth from the left to the right, and the left side split open immediately, turning into an "O" shape in an instant. He asked in surprise, "Ah, isn't he very handsome?!"

"I'm leaving, good night." Song Yuqiao turned around after speaking, raised his hand and waved back.

Song Yuqiao caught the last bus.

He underestimated the speed of cooling down. He felt that the temperature before he got in the car and after he got off the car seemed to have crossed the equator and the North Pole.

The north wind blew his hair into a mess. Walking under the street lamp, he glanced at his own shadow, as if he saw a madman.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah!" Song Yuqiao took out a handkerchief and wiped his nose. From a distance, he could smell the aroma of barbecue.

He looked in the direction where the scent was coming from, and he saw a barbecue stall at the entrance of the alley. The business was not booming, but the sound of the charcoal fire and the smell of the skewers seemed to be able to warm the night when the north wind howled.

Song Yuqiao turned his head every three steps, looked at it several times, and finally decided to speed up his pace to Qiao Yusong's house.

When he was downstairs at Qiao Yusong's house, Song Yuqiao called him.

As if he had been waiting for this call, Qiao Yusong answered it quickly and asked, "Hello? Are you here?"

"Well, I'm at the back door of your house." Song Yuqiao said, hearing the sound of the window being opened, and looking up, it was indeed Qiao Yusong.

Qiao Yusong waved to him with a smile and said, "Wait, I'll go downstairs right away."

Song Yuqiao regretted calling when he got downstairs, because for him, who was only wearing a shirt, it was not a pleasant thing to wait in the north windy night of more than ten degrees.

He couldn't help rubbing his goosebumps on his arm.

Fortunately, Qiao Yusong appeared in front of him soon, and Song Yuqiao was surprised to see a baseball uniform in his hand.

"Are you in a hurry to go out? I'm so sorry. You can wear this coat and go home." Qiao Yusong handed him the baseball uniform.

Hearing him say "go back", Song Yuqiao was immediately displeased.He didn't take the coat, but handed him the bag in his hand, and said, "Notes, you take it. I don't want clothes, anyway, I'll take a taxi later."

Hearing this, Qiao Yusong's hand froze in mid-air as he handed over his coat.In a few moments, he took back his coat, took the bag full of notes with the other hand, and thanked him without looking at it: "Thank you very much. I hope it won't delay your review."

Song Yuqiao shrugged, thought for a while, and said, "I hope I can help you review."

Qiao Yusong smiled and said, "My dad said, as long as I can be admitted to the school in Xijin, let me go."

"Really?" Song Yuqiao said in surprise.

He nodded affirmatively and said, "Really. He came back from Suiwan today, and said he would not go back until I was admitted."

As early as Song Yuqiao finished the previous sentence, he realized that he was too excited.So, when Qiao Yusong explained again, although Song Yuqiao was still happy, his face was much calmer, and he said, "That's pretty good." After speaking, he thought to himself: No wonder Qiao Yusong suddenly borrowed notes.

This is indeed the happiest thing for Qiao Yusong during this period of time.To prepare for the college entrance examination, he started too late, too late. His foundation was not good enough, so he really wanted to improve his grades in a short time, and he was under great pressure.He had already made preparations to go to school locally or in Tanzhou, and had no intention of going out of the province at all, but with Qiao Zhenhai's words, he suddenly felt that he should work harder in the last month.

Because of hobbies and family factors, Qiao Yusong basically has no friends. It is incredible that he can tell others about his joy now, and it is Song Yuqiao who is so different from him!

Precisely because it was beyond common sense, Qiao Yusong realized the clue that least needed a logical explanation in the almost untraceable mind.Thinking of the reason why he was willing to tell Song Yuqiao, Qiao Yusong became nervous for no reason when he faced his expressionless face again.

"Anyway, thank you." Qiao Yusong said again, "How about returning it to you before the college entrance examination?"

Song Yuqiao pouted and said, "It doesn't matter, it's okay if you don't pay it back."

What was regarded as a life-saving straw for Qiao Yusong became dispensable for Song Yuqiao, and Qiao Yusong smiled embarrassedly.He really didn't know how to express his gratitude, thinking that if he could really get admitted to Xijin's school, maybe the two of them would still be in touch in the future, and he couldn't help feeling excited and joyful about the opportunity he had created.Finally, in his life, there is one thing that is not predestined and powerless, but something that can be accomplished through hard work.

"By the way, do you want to eat barbecue?" Qiao Yusong glanced at the time on the phone, "I don't know how to thank you, how about treating you to a barbecue first?"

Hearing this, Song Yuqiao was stunned, thinking: Is it the one I just passed by?

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"If it's too late, forget it. I only asked because it's not eleven o'clock." His hesitation made Qiao Yusong immediately withdraw his proposal.

"Oh, fine." Song Yuqiao nodded.

"Well, it's not far from here, just at the entrance of the alley." Qiao Yusong raised his chin in the direction Song Yuqiao came from, "After eating, I can take you back."

Before Song Yuqiao could say "no", he saw Qiao Yusong handing over the baseball uniform again.

"Put it on, you'll have to stay outside for a while," he said.

Song Yuqiao hesitated, took the baseball uniform, and said, "Thank you."

"Hurry up and put it on, it's very cold." Qiao Yusong couldn't help but feel distressed seeing him wearing only a shirt in the weather of more than ten degrees, and the wind was still so strong.

Even so, Song Yuqiao still hesitated when he put on his baseball uniform.The clothes seemed to have just been washed, and there was a faint smell of washing powder on them, as well as a slight smell of freshener in the closet, like pine wood, and like the rosin he often used.

In any case, after putting on the coat, it was much warmer.Song Yuqiao zipped up, looked up and found that Qiao Yusong was looking at him, immediately looked away, and said again: "Thank you. I will pay you back when I go back later."

"You're welcome." Qiao Yusong saw that he seemed reluctant, so he stopped insisting that he put his clothes back on.

When Song Yuqiao passed by just now, there were still a few customers at the barbecue stall, but now he and Qiao Yusong are patronizing, and only the boss is left alone roasting eggplants.

Seeing Song Yuqiao, the boss smiled and said, "Are you here?"

Hearing this, Song Yuqiao froze.

"Know?" Qiao Yusong asked in surprise.

"No. I saw him passing me just now. He seemed to want to eat skewers. He turned around as he walked, but he didn't come. Haha!" The boss poured chili powder on the eggplant, "I don't have any money, so I asked my brother for it when I went home? "

After hearing this, Song Yuqiao really wanted to turn around and leave immediately, but if he did, it would be even more embarrassing, so he gave a light oh.

This "oh" was not "um", it sounded like an admission and a perfunctory sound. Qiao Yusong was surprised and funny after hearing it, but he felt relieved a lot anyway, and felt that it was a good idea for him to invite Song Yuqiao to eat skewers. decision.

"What do you want to eat? Order whatever you want." Qiao Yusong said generously.

Standing on the oven tray, it was really warm, Song Yuqiao stared at the charcoal fire in the oven in a daze, then came back to his senses and said, "I can do anything."

"Is everything okay?" Having said that, Qiao Yusong was in trouble. He thought for a while and said, "How about eating grilled eggplant? It's just roasting, and the eggplant grilled by the boss is very delicious."

The boss heard it and said, "Brother has taste!"

who is your brotherSong Yuqiao muttered in his heart, looked up at him, and let out another oh.

"Then I want this eggplant, ten skewers of mutton skewers and two skewers of grilled wings." After Qiao Yusong finished speaking, he lowered his head and asked, "What would you like to drink?"

Song Yuqiao looked at the refrigerator beside him and said, "Budweiser."

"Hey, are you over 16 years old? I don't give beer to children under the age of 16 here." The boss said solemnly.

Song Yuqiao lowered his face impatiently.

"Well... let's drink Coke." Qiao Yusong took two cans of Coke from the freezer, and called Song Yuqiao to sit on the bench beside him.

The two sat at the small table, and Song Yuqiao looked at the angle at which Qiao Yusong's thighs and calves were folded, and then at his own.With the calf perpendicular to the ground, Qiao Yusong's angle was obviously smaller than his.

The legs are really long. After the thought flashed through Song Yuqiao's mind, he remembered what Wan Jingshuang said, and then he looked at Qiao Yusong who got up to pick up the barbecue very naturally.

Indeed, at Song Yuqiao's current age, Qiao Yusong was considered ridiculously handsome among the people he knew.But for some reason, Qiao Yusong didn't seem to be aware of this. This was not the same as the "handsome guy" in Song Yuqiao's impression - the school girl in No. [-] Middle School always seemed to look at people only with his nostrils.

The boss only uses two electricity

The light bulb illuminated his small stall, and Qiao Yusong stood under the incandescent lamp, his facial features were particularly well-defined, and his whole person looked warm and harmonious.Song Yuqiao thought, probably because of the charcoal fire.When Qiao Yusong turned his head, he looked down at the table, and he found a black circular mark on the oil-stained wooden table, as if it had been scalded by a hot pan.

"Eat, the grilled wings are not ready yet." Qiao Yusong brought the grilled eggplant and mutton skewers to the table, and brought him a pair of disposable chopsticks.

Song Yuqiao broke away the chopsticks, looked at the eggplant, picked up a little and put it into his mouth.The smell of garlic strongly stimulated his taste buds. Unexpectedly, he immediately took out a tissue and spit out what was in his mouth.

"What's the matter?" Qiao Yusong was taken aback, quickly opened a can of Coke and handed it to him, "Are you not used to it? Coke, take a sip quickly."

Song Yuqiao took a gulp of the Coke and finally washed away the garlic taste in his mouth.He breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing Qiao Yusong's worry, his face suddenly became hot, and he lowered his head and took another sip of Coke.

Qiao Yusong didn't expect him to have such a big reaction to garlic. When he asked just now, he clearly had no objection.Anyway, this supper was hosted by Qiao Yusong. He didn't want Song Yuqiao to be disappointed, and said, "Uh, how about eating mutton skewers? There is no garlic for mutton."

Song Yuqiao nodded, picked up a skewer of mutton, looked at it carefully to make sure there were not too many seasonings on it, and then started to eat.The mutton is very tender and has almost no smell. Song Yuqiao seldom eats snacks, but now that he ate such delicious mutton skewers, he couldn't help but take a few more bites.

Seeing Song Yuqiao concentrate on eating mutton skewers, Qiao Yusong breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but couldn't help thinking: Since he is a picky eater, why did he say "anything is fine"?Could it be that this would seem particularly unearthly, and would this be in line with his own setting?

Because he often reads comics, Qiao Yusong sometimes uses the phrase "character setting" on three-dimensional people.But once he thought that Song Yuqiao had set up a set for himself, Qiao Yusong couldn't help feeling that he was a bit naive and secondary.At Song Yuqiao's age, if he was a "normal" child, he should indeed be in the second grade of junior high school.Thinking of this, Qiao Yusong couldn't help laughing.

From the corner of the eye, Qiao Yusong looked at him laughing, and Song Yuqiao's face seemed to itch like ants crawling over it.He put the bamboo stick on the table and asked, "Aren't you going to eat it?"

"Oh, something to eat." Qiao Yusong picked up a bunch of mutton and ate it. Sure enough, it was still the boss's usual level.He nodded in satisfaction, and seeing Song Yuqiao picked up another bunch, he asked, "Is the taste good?"

Song Yuqiao hummed lightly.

Qiao Yusong thought of his character design again, and couldn't help laughing again.

Hearing the sound, Song Yuqiao raised his head and looked at him strangely, wondering what he had done, which made him feel funny, and he couldn't help being suspicious and annoyed.

"It's nothing." Qiao Yusong even frowned and thought he was cute. He shook his head with a smile, got up and said, "You eat first, and I'll see if the roasted wings are ready."

Song Yuqiao blinked and looked at Qiao Yusong who was standing in front of the oven again. Without paying attention, the tip of the bamboo stick pierced his gums.He frowned in pain, and licked it with the tip of his tongue, thinking that with this barbecue, he would not be able to escape the mouth ulcer the next day.