The daily routine of being teased by a scholar

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The venomous sun was hanging in the sky, and on the trash cans on the side of the road that hadn't had time to clean up, the trash was spilled all over the ground, and flies were flying around.

When I walked through the side path on Sunday, the route deliberately bypassed the trash can.But it is estimated that his skills are not strong enough, and he still couldn't avoid the basin of dirty water poured out of the corner restaurant when he turned the corner.

The sewage with vegetable leaves perfectly avoided the sewer, and even the rotten vegetable stems splashed his trouser legs.

Sunday froze for a moment, then looked up viciously.The old man splashing water looked at Sunday's head, whose hair was almost bald, carrying a broken plastic basin, and stepped back with a smile.

Messy, dirty, old residential areas are densely packed together.This is one of the oldest districts in the entire city.

The wet trousers are really uncomfortable, even in summer, they can't be dried for a while.After leaving the alley, I sat down on the steps at the entrance of the alley on Sunday, wringing the dirty water from my trousers in distaste, thinking about where to get a pair of trousers to change into.

The old man who was splashing water just now almost trembled when he saw his legs. If he really opened his mouth to make him lose a pair of pants or something, he would probably fall there on the spot with a "crack".

What kind of bad luck is this... Sunday frowned and sighed.

Before the water on the trousers was finished, there was a jingling bicycle bell behind him.Sunday was so startled that my hands trembled and I was taken aback.

He stood up in a "bass", and when he turned his head to look over, he found a student in school uniform behind him.The student was quite fair, with a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose, and a schoolbag in the front basket of the bicycle. He looked like a good student.

It can be seen from the words printed on the school uniform that it belongs to a nearby high school.

Since he's a student... that's a good time to give full play to his old skills.

"Didn't you see someone sitting here?" Sunday narrowed his eyes, "Are you in a hurry?"

The student frowned and looked at him, leaning on the car with one leg, without saying a word.

Sunday pointed to his pants: "You scared me just now, you fell into a puddle, you should lose your pants."

As if he didn't expect this person to open his eyes and talk nonsense in front of his face, the student was taken aback, with a displeased expression on his face.

"Where's the puddle?" he asked.

"The puddles have been sucked dry by my pants," Zhou Zhou clicked his tongue, "What did you study? You don't understand."

"Is your style popular among hooligans now?" The student smiled, "You mess around? Playing hooligans on the street?"

Depend on.

The three words "little rascal" didn't really excite Sunday, but the four words "messing around" sounded really unpleasant.

Zhou Zhou clicked his tongue, took two steps forward, and grabbed the student by the collar.

He raised his eyebrows: "Will you pay?"

"Bang!"

The student pushed the bicycle down, took off his glasses and put them in the pocket of his school uniform, and kicked at Sunday.

……

"The medicine costs one hundred and thirteen."

Looking at the hand stretched out in front of him on Sunday, he took out his pocket angrily, took out a few banknotes and stuffed them into that hand.

The student in front of him had some medicine on the corner of his mouth, and a piece of gauze on his forehead.I just came out of the hospital with him on Sunday, and it seems that I have to go to some optical shop next step.

"Enough is enough," Sunday pointed at him, "I'm not here to donate money, I just pay for your medicine."

The student sneered: "You smashed the glasses, you can talk to the police. What did the police say just now? I really forgot."

Watching him on Sunday, staring at him for a long time, gave me a terrible headache.

He couldn't figure out why he wanted to mess with this stubborn master in front of him.It's fine if the blackmailer didn't succeed, but the person who was blackmailed insisted on fighting with him. The noise was too loud, and the police were called in.

When the police saw the two of them, they found themselves unscathed on Sunday, but the student had a bunch of serious-looking but innocuous injuries.

When the student complained to the police in pain, he didn't know he was cheated until Sunday.

Sunday is a professional thug, blackmailing people is too embarrassing and generally not done.But it would be even more embarrassing if the police deducted the medical expenses for not paying for the beating.

"Aren't you the kind who has no class today?" After leaving the hospital on Sunday, he followed behind the man in school uniform, "Are you from the high school next to you?"

"Hmm." The student glanced at him, "Is it in the alley next to you?"

"What alley?" Sunday was taken aback.

The student raised his eyebrows and smiled: "You little rascals are divided according to territory, one alley, two alleys, three alleys... Which alley do you belong to?"

"Fuck," Sunday frowned, "don't start a fight."

"Let's fight," the student clicked his tongue. "If you want to pay for compensation, just keep fighting."

Sunday opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

When the two turned half a street and went out, the student stopped at the entrance of an optical shop and stopped.

Sunday also parked behind him and watched him.

"What are you looking at?" The student squinted at him, "Open the door."

Sunday froze for a moment before realizing: "I drive?"

"Nonsense, if you don't open it, whoever will open it, my arm hurts from your beating, and I can't lift it up." The student raised his eyebrows and said with a smile.

"Damn, you really know how to pretend." Sunday cursed softly, walked ahead and opened the store door.

The summer wind was very hot, the door of the optical shop was pushed open, and a damp and thirsty breath poured in from the door.

Sunday paused, followed behind the student, and saw his bruised mouth twitch, showing a nice smile.

While waiting for the lens to be picked up, Sunday sat alone on the steps in front of the optical shop, staring at the vehicles passing by in a daze.When he was wandering in the sky, a popsicle was handed over from behind.

"For me?" He froze for a moment, then turned to look at the students behind him.

"Give it back to me if you don't eat it." The student held another popsicle and sat next to him.

Sunday clicked his tongue and took a bite out of a popsicle.

"Little rascal, what's your name?" The student suddenly turned his head and asked him with a smile.

Sunday raised his eyebrows and pointed to the word "dragon" behind his bald head.

"Yes?" The student looked at it and asked.

"Damn, have you read all the books into the dog's stomach?" Sunday was speechless, "Dragon! This is a traditional dragon! Call me Brother Long!"

The student smiled and looked at him: "Oh, Brother Long."

After a pause, he asked again, "Then what's your real name?"

name?Sunday hesitated.

"Sunday." He gritted his teeth, "Don't laugh."

The student froze for a moment, then laughed.

"Coincidentally, my name is Li Baitian..."

……

In autumn, the planning of this old city finally started, the dilapidated roads began to be repaired, and even the nearby schools were renovated.

The road repairing machine next to it was humming, and when school was over, high school students from this school filed out.Leaning on the big tree in front of the school on Sunday, he looked for someone in the crowd with some irritability.

The students passing by him all avoided him in fear, and a few girls kept turning their heads and pointing at him quietly.

I don't know how long it took before the person in school uniform finally came out of the school, wearing half-rimmed glasses with black frames, holding a stack of test papers with his head down, and looked at them seriously.

When the man was almost in front of him, Sunday hesitated and stepped forward to stop him.

"Hey."

Li Baitian raised his head, and clicked his tongue when he saw him.

"Can you wear a hat the next time you come?"

"What happened to your hair?" Sunday frowned.

"Is that your hair? Shaving your head bald can scare people to death, and you have such a big tattoo on the back..."

"Stupid," Sunday rolled his eyes at him, "this is called personality..."

"Okay, then you can be individual." Li Baitian smiled.

……

"You really bought a hat?" Li Baitian looked at him, a little surprised. "Why don't you grow your hair?"

"No personality." Sunday glanced at him.

"Growing hair is as individual as it is. Think about it, you can grow it long, and change the color every other season..."

"Shut up, what are you going to eat later?" Sunday was a little speechless, so he quickly changed the topic.

Li Baitian thought for a while: "Let's have a casserole, hey, I actually want to eat ramen..."

"Then eat casserole noodles." Sunday tugged at his arm, "Go to the one on the next street, they dare not charge me."

Li Baitian thought about it a little bit: "Hey, good."

Sunday pulled his sleeve and walked forward, Li Baitian thought for a while, then moved Sunday's hand down with his other hand.

"How good it is to hold hands." Li Baitian looked at him and said with a smile.

"Ah." Sunday froze for a moment, then nodded.

……

On the day when the results of the college entrance examination came out, Li Baitian had an argument with his mother.

As for what the noise was, I didn't know on Sunday, and I couldn't know.He only knew that Li Baitian wouldn't let him in, so he could only lean on the downstairs of his house in a daze, smoking a pack of cigarettes.

In fact, he probably wanted to know the content of the quarrel between Li Baitian and his mother, after all, when he met his mother that day, he was there.

And their hands have not had time to let go.

Looking at the cigarette butts all over the floor on Sunday, I suddenly felt a little distressed, and squatted down to pick them up one by one.

one two Three……

There are nineteen cigarette butts in total, and the cigarettes are quite expensive.

When he drew the last half of the stick, Sunday heard a loud bang from the corridor door, and then a sharp female voice pierced the air and came out from the iron door.

Immediately afterwards, another roar came from Li Baitian.

"It's fine if you send my cat away! Do you want to drive away the people around me now!"

When the door slammed, Li Baitian's voice began to tremble.

"I'm fucking sick, what's the matter! Can you cure me! Can you!" The trembling voice was crying, "Don't fuck me, I'll stay far away from you, can't you!"

People rushed down the corridor, and Li Baitian, who was wearing a school uniform, ran past Sunday, went straight out of the building door, and then lay down beside the flower pond, vomiting profusely.

Sunday walked over, handed him a bottle of water, and patted him on the back.

"Stupid, return Brother Long, this shit can't be solved..." The person in front of him vomited until his eyes filled with tears, and smiled with his eyes closed while vomiting, "Isn't this the end..."

Well, it's over.

Sunday walked over and hugged him.

"Okay, it's over." Sunday hugged the crying person tightly, "It's okay, Brother Long is here, don't cry."

……

"I think my plan is pretty good."

The two stood on the platform, facing the wind blowing over the railway tracks, and stood together smiling.

Sunday held Li Baitian's hand tightly, watching him silently talking a lot in one breath.

"Actually, I don't really want to go to school...but I passed the exams. If I don't go, it's useless." Li Baitian lowered his head and smiled, "When I come back from graduation, let's open a coffee shop here at home."

"Yeah." Sunday nodded and looked at him.

"I like to drink coffee, but not many people drink coffee here." Li Baitian said, "I think it's good to have a few cats and a few books in the store."

"You're so lazy, who cares?" Sunday looked at him and smiled.

"You." Li Baitian hooked the corners of his mouth, "Up to four years, I will come back to you during the holidays, or you can come to play with me... You may not be used to the food there, it is quite spicy. "

After a pause, he laughed again: "It's not spicy at all, so worthless. Just for your meal, I have to come back after graduation."

"It's okay, I'll exercise and eat spicy food, and then I'll go find you." Sunday squeezed his face and said with a smile.

Li Baitian wanted to say something, but the train whistle suddenly sounded.A gust of wind hit, and the two of them looked into the distance, and saw that the green iron train was slowly approaching.

"I..." Li Baitian opened his mouth and said something.

"What!" Sunday froze for a moment, the whistle was too loud for him to hear clearly.

"Nothing!" Li Baitian smiled and shouted.

When the train stopped and started again, Sunday followed the slowly moving carriage and tapped the glass lightly.

wait for me.He saw Li Baitian also patting the glass on the inside, and lip-synced to him.

He was taken aback, and replied with a smile.

OK, I'm waiting for you.

The train went faster and faster, and after running behind it for a while on Sunday, it was impossible to catch up again.

Then suddenly I lost my strength.

……

It was just after three o'clock, and the last cat's cage was being moved into the store on Sunday.

The small and crude storefront is a bit rustic, but he thought it over, when Li Baitian came back this summer vacation, he could just see this coffee shop with only four tables and four cats.From his plan, at least a prototype has already taken shape.

There was a calendar hanging on the wall. He walked over and tore a page out of the calendar.

There is one more month.

Sunday has already planned, if Li Baitian laughs at him when he comes back, he will definitely speak back with the most vicious words.Is it easy to open a store in a state of secrecy, not to mention what kind of coffee...

If Li Baitian liked soy milk back then, it would be much simpler.

The equipment in the coffee shop is very complicated, and when everything was moved in and installed on Sunday, the whole person was exhausted.

He leaned a little tiredly on the recliner at the door of the store, squinted his eyes, trying to doze off.

The feeling of drowsiness seemed to hit him in a second... He quickly fell asleep.

Five minutes before the dream came, the phone rang suddenly in the quiet shop.

Who the hell is so annoying?

Waking up from sleep on Sunday, he frowned and lazily grabbed the phone receiver.

"Hey?"

The call was from a friend, and the voice was a little anxious.

Ten seconds later, he woke up completely.

Immediately afterwards, his right hand began to tremble uncontrollably.

"I'll watch TV right away! Damn it, he didn't call! How many degrees do I rely on? How many shock levels?"

The TV switch was turned on in a hurry, and the phone in his hand seemed to feel a strong earthquake from the underground veins, and fell to the ground with a "crack".

Then it was never picked up again.

……

I don't know if it's because it's extremely cold this year, but the business this winter is much better than previous years.

Leaning on the recliner behind the counter on Sunday, too lazy to nestle like a cat.Warm yellow lights fell from the ceiling of the cafe, and the cats in the store jumped around under the lights.

The wind chime rang at the door, and a young couple walked in and looked inside.

"Boss, do you still have seats here?" The boy asked two steps forward.

"I'm not the boss." Sunday straightened up and looked inside, "No, there are too many people today, you can try another day."

"Hey, that table number nine inside." The girl looked inside and said, "It's still empty."

"It's booked, let's wait another day." Sunday sighed, "It's really booked."

The girl pursed her lips, seeming a little unhappy.

Sunday hesitated for a moment, opened the drawer, took out a small thing from it, and quietly handed it to the boy standing in front of the counter.

"Take it, coax your girlfriend." Sunday waved his hand and said.

"This..." The boy lowered his head, looked at the individually packaged cat's claw marshmallows in his hand, and felt a little embarrassed, "Thank you, boss."

"It's okay, I'm not the boss," Sunday smiled, and nestled back in his chair, "Come again next time."

The boy nodded, took a business card from the front desk, and left with his girlfriend.

Sunday sighed comfortably, stretched, and lay down in the chair.

It didn't take long for me to feel comfortable. Just as I was about to fall asleep on Sunday, the wind chime at the door of the store rang again.

A familiar figure walked in, walked to the door of the counter, and called him softly.

I opened my eyes on Sunday and saw that it was the child.

"Brother Long," Cai Zhan said with a smile on his face, "I brought my friends."

Looking behind him on Sunday, he was a pretty and handsome boy with Cai Zhan's scarf around his neck, standing behind a little embarrassed.

The last time I met...it seemed to be the one who bought the cat.

Oh, yes, just made an appointment.

"Table No. [-], I'll reserve it for you." He pointed inward, and glanced at the little boy behind Cai Zhan.

The little boy met his gaze a few times, but looked away in embarrassment.

Cai Zhan turned around and said something to his friend, and the two went into the store one after the other.

...it's nice to be young.

On Sunday, I fell back again, lay down on the recliner, and closed my eyes comfortably.

……

The store was very quiet, and the waiters were working in an orderly manner without his intervention at all.

The coffee machine was beeping beeping at the bar not far away, and the sweet smell of pastries filled the oven.

The cats are jumping around in the store, and the green plants are their props and mazes, providing them with countless fun and games...

On the wall next to the counter, there is still a calendar for [-].

Opened my eyes on Sunday and stretched my legs in the recliner.

Suddenly, I couldn't sleep at all.

He smiled and sighed.