Xia Chang

Chapter 38 38

After a whole morning, the gray sky became darker, and at lunch time I finally shed a few tears.

Cloudy days always make some people feel bad, but for Ran Yuanchao, the weather seemed to close people's consciousness. He stood in front of the iron gate of the kindergarten, wearing jeans and a sweater with a round collar.

"Hello, hello," he stared at Xia Honglin for two seconds, then stepped forward decisively and talked to her, "I want to find Wang...Wang Zhanyan, is he there?"

Xia Honglin is gentle and tolerant, and likes people and things with cute personalities. She unconsciously smiled at the blond-haired boy in front of her and said, "Hi, Wang Zhanyan is here. He is having lunch in the cafeteria. Do you want me to call him over? "

The young man was a little anxious, he nodded immediately, and said in a voice that hadn't changed, "Yes, yes."

Xia Honglin had a handbag and car keys in her hands, and she was about to go home to get the documents, but she still waited patiently until Wang Zhanyan came over, and called him with a smile: "Zhanyan, your friend is here, I'll go first, talk slowly .”

The Jue tree outside the door held an umbrella in the cloudy sky.

Wang Zhanyan was wearing the uniform sweater in the garden and a pair of black sports pants wrapped around his long and straight legs. Standing not far away, he waved at Xia Honglin and said, "Thank you, Director."

The momentary ambiguity, enthusiasm, and alienation of the meeting returned to calm later. Standing under the tree, Wang Zhanyan frowned and said, "Don't come to me, please, really, go back, please, stop playing, and find someone else." You can do it in school too.”

"Take it and eat."

While speaking, Ran Yuanchao stuffed a big bag into his hand, then raised his eyes again, smiled sincerely, and said, "Eat well, you are too thin."

Wang Zhanyan didn't take a closer look, but he could see the packaging of imported food, so he didn't smile, and said, "Don't buy it, I don't want to eat these, you can take them back, and don't come looking for me."

"I don't know what you like to eat."

Ran Yuanchao, the young master, has been soaked in money and power since he was a child. He has never suffered, and he is not a docile good-temper. He has grown taller, but he has not surpassed Wang Zhanyan.

Wang Zhanyan rubbed the corners of his eyes lightly, where there was a wonderful water red, and his soft hair covered his eyebrows. He stuffed the bag in his hand back into Ran Yuanchao's hand, frowned, and said, "Let's go, or I'll call the security guard." .”

The child looked at him with the corners of his mouth curled up, staring at his face until he couldn't help it, then suddenly he came up and left a warm kiss on the corner of Wang Zhanyan's mouth.

The rain suddenly became heavier, falling on people's faces, and hitting the leaves of the Jue tree.

Wang Zhanyan stood in a daze. When he was ashamed and hadn't recovered, Ran Yuanchao had already put down what he was holding, and ran away in the rain.

Raindrops adhered to the lens in front of him, blurring his vision. Wang Zhanyan lowered his head and picked up the bag.

Liu Xiaobai didn't need a long time to recuperate. He desperately wanted to escape Wang Yanwen's nagging interrogation, so he was discharged from the hospital soon.

Zhang Nian heard the sound while taking a nap. Before he had time to turn off the cell phone displaying the word list, he immediately opened the bed curtain. He saw Liu Xiaobai leaning against the door of the dormitory looking at his cell phone, carrying the paper bag he had given him when he bought clothes.

No one was ready to speak, Liu Xiaobai's gaze was still on the phone screen, and the corner of his forehead was still covered with gauze, which opened a gap in his bangs.

Zhang Nian was still looking at him.

Later, Liu Xiaobai probably sensed that he was being watched, and he raised his head, Zhang Nian suddenly felt——Liu Xiaobai's chin was a little sharp.

It's not a kind of introverted, soft and pretty, but a bone that both men and women would find good-looking. He looked at Zhang Nian, then easily moved his eyes away, then threw the paper bag in his hand on his chair, and finally Go to bed and lie down.

At noon on a rainy day, the coolness of autumn permeates the room.

Liu Ningning also fell asleep, but it was impossible to guess whether he was holding a book and studying behind the curtain. Zhang Nianping was lying down with his mobile phone on his chest. He closed his eyes and opened them again.

At this time, he finally dared to admit that "brainless" is such a sad sentence, but the contradiction is that Zhang Nian does not want Liu Xiaobai to be reckless, and he always plays the scene of that day repeatedly in his mind: Spilling blood, he suddenly fell to the ground, and no one could wake him up.

Liu Xiaobai was angry, and Zhang Nian was also angry.

Summer is really coming to an end. The cool and rainy days are like a gray towel on the heart of manic depression. Natural light fills the dormitory, which is not bright.

The mutual ignorance between Zhang Nian and Liu Xiaobai began to continue, and the understanding suddenly seemed like water overturned on the table, which could not be contained, and could only wait for him to dry up in the wind and sunshine.

Eating alone and commuting to and from get out of class is not difficult. In fact, no matter how close friends are, they cannot really be inseparable from each other. What's more, Liu Xiaobai has already experienced this kind of life during Zhang Nian and Teng Xi's love period.

Zhang Nian sat at the highest point on one side of the stadium stands, with his back against the wall.

The green trees on the opposite side were washed dark green by the rain. There are no dead branches in autumn in the south. There are people playing football on the football field. Their shoes step on the wet lawn, splashing small water droplets, and the water has no time to penetrate the high-tops. socks, evaporated.

The rain had just stopped in the morning and there was no sun yet.

Zhang Nian took out his mobile phone, and he made up his mind. The three words "I'm sorry" were typed in the input box, and then Zhang Nian tapped to send with his stiff fingers.

"It's because I'm out of my mind." This is the message from Liu Xiaobai after a long time. It was already after evening self-study. Zhang Nian was holding a mobile phone on the balcony of the dormitory. In the lights of the buildings.

Liu Ningning spoke loudly in the room and asked, "How to quiet the sparrow?"

"Kill him." Now that he was injured, Liu Xiaobai's voice seems to be lower than before, and his speaking speed is also slower.

"No! Just press it, because 'no sound'..."

Liu Ningning announced the answer, and then, he and Liu Xiaobai laughed, their voices mixed together.

Zhang Nian turned off the screen of the phone, and then turned it on again. He suddenly saw the message sent by Zhang Qi: "I'm at home, I'll throw away your little dinosaur!"

A picture jumped out. In the picture, Zhang Qi was holding one of the doll's dragon horns and hanging it on the balcony railing. The background was a night scene with flowing lights, [-] meters above the sky.

"Throw it away." Zhang Nian replied to her.

In a certain situation, Zhang Qi's news didn't look like a joke anymore, instead Zhang Nian's small scar was torn apart unintentionally. He was not angry but frustrated, so he didn't want to care about anything related to Liu Xiaobai anymore.

The girls at the same table always don't talk.

When Liu Xiaobai was in class, he was so sleepy that he couldn't hold it back. He squinted his eyes and fell asleep. Suddenly, he was poked by his deskmate.

The math teacher on the podium is tall and thin. He is wearing a gray shirt and the hem of his clothes is tucked into black trousers. He is holding a large plastic triangle to draw pictures on the blackboard.

"Why did you write a 'Zhang' in the notebook?"

The girl only dared to ask him softly, her voice was not sharp, but when the words came out, it was as if ice cubes were stuffed into Liu Xiaobai's neck. He woke up completely, and glanced at the abruptly large "Zhang" that was inadvertently drawn on the notebook. , Then, immediately closed the book.

"I'm practicing calligraphy."

"Your handwriting is already pretty." The girl probably felt that he was too modest, so she wrinkled her nose, turned her head away, and then continued the long silence.

The math teacher scanned the entire classroom through the brown glasses, he adjusted a kind smile, and said, "Let's talk about this problem to find as many solutions as possible..."

The sun finally came out after many days of cloudy and rainy days, and a thin ray of light leaked in from the window. Liu Xiaobai secretly took a deep breath, he chose to let go after unbearable entanglement, then raised his hand, and patted his head.