Jiangxin Poplar

After that, Xiao Zijun still maintained a normal friendship with Jiangcheng, he didn't alienate him intentionally, and he didn't try to get close to him in vain.

In Jiang Cheng's eyes, he was Meng Zidi's good brother and his best friend during college.

In the blink of an eye, time flies like water, and it will be a senior year in a blink of an eye.

"Where are you going to practice?"

Jiang Cheng, who was sitting under a tree flipping through a book, "Still thinking about it, how about you?"

"I've already found a good company," Xiao Zijun also sat down on the grass, "I can go to work as soon as I'm done here, and I purposely found a company close to my apartment, which is convenient."

"Yeah." Jiang Cheng continued to flip through the book, "Do it well."

"Aren't you going to Anran?" Xiao Zijun teased, "My own company."

"No." Jiang Cheng's eyes stayed on the pages of the book, and his tone was firm.

"Tomorrow is my birthday, go to my place for dinner."

"Birthday?" Jiang Cheng looked up at him and thought for a while, "Tomorrow is just Saturday, okay, I still have time to buy you a birthday present, do you have any presents you want?"

"I didn't come to ask you for a gift," Xiao Zijun smiled, "My sister's family of three went on vacation, and I don't want to spend it alone, so why don't you bring Didi over to have hot pot together, I'll make him a special shrimp Egg stew."

"You're so tired of doing all this on your birthday," Jiang Cheng looked at him, "Leave him alone, I'll play a few games with you, or you can invite a few more people to join us. There are so many people eating hot pot."

"No," Xiao Zijun shook his head, "I still prefer to be quiet."

"Alright, let's go then."

On Saturday morning, Jiang Cheng took Meng Zidi to the mall, chose a few eye-catching ones at the watch counter, and finally asked Meng Zidi to choose the one he likes the most as a birthday present.

Xiao Zijun didn't wait for Jiang Cheng to go to the supermarket to pick up big and small bags and go home. Originally, the two of them couldn't eat much, but when they saw what they wanted to buy or what Jiang Cheng liked, he took more.

After Jiang Cheng came, he gave him the gift first, and Xiao Zijun opened it, "I'll go, you dare to buy such an expensive gift?"

"I don't know what else to buy." Jiang Cheng went to the kitchen and rolled up his sleeves to wash the vegetables. "This is Didi's choice."

"Little brat has a good eye." Xiao Zijun put the watch on his wrist, looked left and right, and couldn't put it down.

Seeing that he liked it, Jiang Cheng raised the corners of his lips, seeing that he was about to take it off, "Just wear it."

"I have to wash the vegetables and tidy up the kitchen so it doesn't get wet." Xiao Zijun, who never misses good things, put the watch back into the box like a treasure.

After Jiang Cheng came out of the kitchen, he found a comedy movie and cast it on the LCD TV, and moved the dining table so that he could eat hot pot while watching the movie.

After eating and tidying up, Xiao Zijun took out a few cans of beer and put them on the coffee table, and then opened several packs of snacks bought from the supermarket and laid them out one by one.

"Come on, let's play two rounds first."

Xiao Zijun took the remote control, "I won't let you this time."

"See if you can do it," Jiang Cheng rolled his eyes, "The one or two occasional wins you won were all because of the water you let go, do you understand?"

"Cut~"

In the dead of night, the two had played enough games, and each took a can of beer and sat on the balcony to watch the stars.

Jiang Cheng looked at Xiao Zijun's empty balcony, and suddenly said sadly: "My flowers and plants are almost dead."

"?" Xiao Zijun looked at him.

"Where is He Yuan~" Jiang Cheng lowered his head slightly, "Aunt Li took care of him when he was here, and a pot of flowers and plants never died, but after he left, no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't make them as vigorous as before alive."

Xiao Zijun's mood also became a little bit depressed after hearing this sentence.

"I used to—" Jiang Cheng looked into the distance, "I would occasionally watch the stars with him on the balcony..." His eyes brightened and then dimmed, gradually covered with mist, and he sighed bitterly after a long time , "Four years, it's been four years..."

Xiao Zijun suddenly lost control of his strength, and crushed the soda can in his hand with a "pop".

Hearing this sound, Jiang Cheng regained his composure, and smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry, I said this on your birthday."

Xiao Zijun's eyes signaled him to look at the clock behind him, "Here, it's past twelve o'clock, and the birthday is over," he said insincerely, "It's okay, you can say whatever you want."

Jiang Cheng still shook his head apologetically.

Xiao Zijun pursed his lips, "I had a very good birthday, I really like the gift, the movie is good, the hot pot is delicious, the game is also very enjoyable." Seeing that Jiang Cheng's smile was no longer so bitter, he felt relieved. Wei Wei warmed up, "Really, thank you."

Jiang Cheng raised the beer in his hand to him, drank it down and stood up: "I should go."

The corner of Xiao Zijun's mouth twitched, he hesitated to speak, and finally stood up: "I'll see you off."

"Don't give it away," Jiang Cheng walked ahead, took out his phone and changed his shoes, and patted Xiao Zijun on the shoulder at the door, "Let's find a companion, I'm almost finished college and I'm still single. Try to let her spend with you by this time next year."

Xiao Zijun gripped the door frame with his fingers silently, but his face was still joking with Jiang Cheng: "What's the hurry, I'll look for you whenever you get off the list."

"Fool," Jiang Cheng waved his hand, "Let's go."

"Jiangcheng—" Xiao Zijun stopped him.

Jiang Cheng looked back at him.

Xiao Zijun's fingers gripping the door frame turned white with so much force, he paused for a long time before saying, "It's okay, I'm afraid you won't be able to find the north, south, south, east, and north after drinking too much."

"Are you kidding me?" Jiang Cheng waved his hand again, "Let's go."

Xiao Zijun watched his figure disappear into the depths of the corner, and then he turned around and closed the door, but he suddenly lost all strength and sat on the ground.

The phrase "I like you" had to be blurted out several times, and the idea of ​​staying with him for a night was circling in my mind all night, but I couldn't say it in the end.If he was left behind, Xiao Zijun felt that he would absolutely have no way not to say or do something, and he also knew very well that once something was said and done, there would be no room for maneuver.

He didn't want to lose his friend Jiang Cheng.

After returning home, Jiang Cheng hugged his pillow and stared at the photo on the phone screen. The screen went dark and then turned on, and then turned back on and off... Repeatedly, he stared at that face tirelessly, even if he didn't click on it In the photo album, his memory of that face is also clearly engraved in his heart and reflected in his pupils.

He changed to a prone position, and gradually the halo in front of his eyes blurred a little bit, and then became darker a little bit until he completely sank into the night, but when the light came back on the next moment, Jiang Cheng found himself in another environment, with the stillness in front of him. There was a kid playing with the sand with his butt up.

The little boy took the shovel and shoveled a big red plastic ball flying.

"Go pick it up yourself." Jiang Cheng, who was knitting the grasshopper with his head down, heard himself say something unhurriedly, and then the little kid pouted unwillingly and stood up to pick up the ball.

However, Jiang Cheng heard a sudden sentence from above his head, "Little friend, is this your ball?" The voice of this person was low and gentle, gentle enough to penetrate the heart.

It was a very familiar voice, a haunting voice.

Jiang Cheng stopped all his movements the moment he heard it, but he didn't dare to raise his head for a long time, as if he had been tapped on an acupuncture point and given a fixing spell.

The visitor knelt down and handed the ball to the kid, and looked at the kid's cute cheek tenderly, "What's your name?"

"Meng Zidi." As soon as Mencius Di Fang uttered his words, he remembered that Jiang Cheng had told him not to say his name casually to strangers, so he immediately shut his mouth and looked at Jiang Cheng nervously.

But he didn't know when Brother Jiang looked up, as if his eyes were glued to this uncle, staring at him for a moment, and the strong emotion in his eyes could be felt even by a kid like him.

"You..." Jiang Cheng tightly held his trembling hands, his lips trembling, "You, you're back?"

The visitor sat down beside him, looked at him tenderly, and called softly, "Jiangcheng."

Jiang Cheng still couldn't believe it, he suddenly closed his eyes and opened them again, and asked Meng Zidi, "Is there another brother sitting next to me?"

Meng Zidi looked at him and then at his side, shaking his head.

Jiang Cheng's heart suddenly sank.

Meng Zidi spoke again: "There is an uncle sitting next to you."

At that moment, Jiang Cheng had the urge to strangle Meng Zidi to death on the spot, but at this moment, he didn't care about beating the little boy, but turned around and almost roughly pulled the people around him into his arms.

"Bang" came the sound of a hard object hitting the door, Jiang Cheng suddenly opened his eyes, and lowered his head, there was no one in his arms, what he hugged tightly was just the pillow.And the sound that woke him up from the dream still came from the little boy in the dream, Meng Zidi who was playing ball in the living room.

It's a dream, it's a dream again...

Why wake up?

Why can't you stay in the dream?

Jiang Cheng suppressed the urge to scream, and threw the pillow in his arms towards the door.

After he got dressed, he walked out of the room. Meng Zidi had already been carried into the children's dining chair by Yan Ying. He was sitting there grabbing homemade steamed buns and eating happily, his cheeks bulging like a little hamster.

Jiang Cheng, who originally wanted to reprimand him, swallowed his words, and went to the bathroom to wash up depressed.

At the dinner table, he said to Yan Ying: "Mom, the school will be on holiday in a few days, and I'm going to take the driver's license test during this holiday. After I get it, I'm about to do an internship. I've already found a company. The place is far away, and I may not have much time in the future. Take care of the family, Didi has worked hard for you here."

"Don't worry." Yan Ying saw that there is a child who is getting more and more excited, and there is a child who will explain it everywhere, and she smiled happily. How come she didn't realize that her son was so sensible and capable before?

She pushed Xiaocai towards Jiang Cheng and asked him, "After taking the driver's license test, do I need to save money to buy a car? It will be convenient for me to go anywhere."

"Well," Jiang Cheng nodded, "I'm planning to buy a second-hand one. I've asked about it, and it's only around [-]."

Yan Ying frowned thinking about how much money is left in her account?

"I'll buy it myself." Jiang Cheng could see her thoughts at a glance, "I have enough money."

An Ran has a lot of dividends. At first, Jiang Cheng felt that the money could not be spent, and he never used it. Later, when Meng’s father and grandson needed the money, he took it as a loan. Later, he borrowed more and more, so forget it. Don’t worry about it. Anyway, when the money comes, spend it first!

Anyway, in this life, I still don't know.