one-sided distillation

Wu Yin leaned under the horizontal bar with a can of Fanta, looking up at the dusty teaching building.The six-story old building is lying in the dirty sunlight.The khaki sky behind the building became a kind of decadent background color, making the whole picture extremely gloomy.

It was lunch time again at noon, not many people came to the horizontal bar, but there were quite a few second graders walking on the playground in groups of three or four.There are also a few who carelessly come out of the toilet with cigarettes in between to buy snacks at the canteen.

Wu Yin stretched out one hand, aiming at the sight in front of his eyes, and lightly flicked the other hand, the can drew an elegant arc, "Dang Clang."—Gracefully missed the trash can.

Sitting alone always has a melancholic youthful temperament - this is what Yu An said to him.

When he said this, Wu Yin was thinking about how to write the next sentence with a pen in his mouth, but he didn't react.By the time he raised his head, Yu An had slipped back to his seat.Wu Yin looked at Yu An who was sitting on the seat giving him the middle finger from a distance, and let out a funny hum.

"Get out of here." He mouthed at Yu An.

Turning my head to look at the notebook again, it was densely covered with words.

I have no idea what I'm writing, I just can't stop.Wu Yin wrote and wrote like a psycho, he felt like he was writing every minute in the classroom.Sometimes it is a line or two of crooked poems, and sometimes it is a short paragraph.

Wu Yin is probably an outlier in the school's literary club.In Wu Yin's view, there are probably two types of boys in the school's literary club.One is the one with oily face and hair that looks like it hasn’t been washed for a few days, and is intoxicated with Tang poetry and Song poetry all day long, and the other is the one who spends all day looking for chapters and excerpts and chewing on words.If you show your text to the former, you will probably glance at it with disdain and tell you to keep working hard, and the latter will probably quarrel with you because of one or two details.

Thinking about it, the pen suddenly started to feel weak, and when I looked carefully, the pen was out of water.Wu Yin was speechless, put the pen on the cap and threw it back into the pencil case.He poked his deskmate's elbow.Wu Yin hesitated for a while and said in local dialect: "Thank you for borrowing a pen."

Wu Yin transferred to this class for [-] days, and Yu An was the only one who could remember his name.This incident was quite a long time ago, and it had to be traced back to the summer vacation of the sixth grade, when the two had a fight in the game hall.Generally speaking, group fights are fought in a crowd. I don’t know what happened to the bosses on both sides that day. Before the battle, they seriously wrote the gauntlet and made an appointment for the time and place.At that time, Wu Yin was not as arrogant and glamorous as he was later, but he was not the kind of kid who pretended to be a society with his nose hanging all day long. Hearing people in the class talking about gang fights, Wu Yin didn't want to join in the fun at first, and couldn't cover that A group of social brothers coerced and lured them to present the facts, reasoned and put their knives on the tiger bench, and finally raised their hands in surrender: I will go, I will go.

The two groups met, and after the "courtesy words" were finished, they each copied the guy.Wu Yin stood obediently at the end of the team, and the previous pairs successfully entered the battle one by one. When it was his turn, there was only the little kid at the tail of the team left.How to put it, Wu Yin's first impression of An was not deep, and it was no different from the dirty melons running around on the street. At that time, he didn't know what malnutrition meant, so he felt that looking at Yu An looked like a Withered persimmons.

It is reasonable to say that Wu Yin's two tricks are a soft persimmon when they start fighting, and they have already made up their minds that they must at least hang on to death before they die.Unexpectedly, the person on the opposite side was even more frighteningly cowardly, and panicked when he saw Wu Yin roll up his sleeves.So Yu An opened his mouth and gestured:

"It's fine if you mean it."

When Yu An said this, he paused every word, Wu Yin recognized the shape of his mouth, and raised his hand to say "OK".

Then Yazi Yu Ansa started running.

Wu Yin was stunned for a second or two, then realized instantly, and started chasing, shouting while chasing: "Fuck! Cowardly! Stop you!"

The two of them flipped tables and jumped over seats in the game hall for more than half a circle, and finally rushed out of the gate to see the light again.Yu An rushed out for another 200 meters before stopping. "It's not you fucking idiot! Are you itchy after running away?"

"Itchy... your sister!" Yu An twisted his neck from the turtleneck sweater, shrunk his head and was a little out of breath. "This kind of thing will be over soon. No one is a brother with anyone. The so-called truth that a man can bend and stretch...you don't understand?"

Wu Yin gave him a blank look, but didn't say anything. What he said in his heart was: "I really don't understand much."

"Well, let's get to know each other. In the future, I will add you if they shout for fights or something."

"Your sister." Wu Yin scolded, "You speak first."

"Saint eggs." Yu An smiled and said, "Yu An."

"Wu Yin."

"hidden?"

"Yin. Yi from 'Yiren' went to the single."

"One person?" Yu An reached out and gestured in the air, "Single person?"

Wu Yin also stretched out his hand and gestured to Yu An in the air, but Yu An still didn't understand, and simply got annoyed, "You will hit it if you know how to pronounce it."

"Oh." Yu An lowered his head into his sweater and smiled, took out his phone, "Add a friend?"

Wu Yinxin said that there is something wrong with you?When you see a person, ask for his name and add friends, do you think you are a people's policeman?Check the household registration or check the water meter?But Wu Yin is not very good at rejecting people, so he reported his Q number.

"Middle." Yu An typed a few numbers on the text message, "I'm leaving, see you later."

Wu Yin was speechless, shrugged and turned his head.

Wu Yin is casual, and his name is also very casual.His father's surname is Wu and his mother's surname is Yin.With such a combination, the son's name will be considered.Dad is a lawyer. It is said that the profession of lawyers is rich in workaholics. Wu Yin agrees with both hands.Some people say that the happiest way of working for oneself is to treat work as life. If this theorem is deduced, the most painful way of working for others is to treat life as work.Dad is such a person, when he comes home, his eyebrows are cold, and when he sits at the dinner table, it's like sitting on the lawyer's bench, waiting for someone to knock on the chopsticks to announce the opening of the court.Regarding the relationship between his parents, if quarreling is considered an expression of affection, then Wu Yin's family should be the most happy family in the world, and his living room should have been bursting with love.

Wu Yin likes boys.

Many gays only find out later that they actually like boys and not girls, but Wu Yin is different.Wu Yin felt that he knew from the beginning of his memory that he was only interested in men.

The "interest" here is not "sexual interest".Wu Yin lives next door to a couple who are not very discreet. Every Wednesday, Friday, and Sunday, they start shaking the bed at 23 o'clock in the evening, and they are not at all happy.The people screamed, the bed creaked, and they pierced through the innocent wallboard and hit Wu Yin's eardrums.When he was ignorant when he was a child, he asked his mother, he said mother, is there a trampoline next door?

His mother gave him a blank look and ignored him.

Later he understood, but only understood.When the word "sex" is mentioned, a dim light, a sweaty quilt, and a creaking bed will appear before Wu Yin's eyes.Wu Yin felt sick.

Now his deskmate let out an "um", and he suddenly remembered that his deskmate's name was "Liu Zhiyong".Wu Yin repeated his words, but Liu Zhiyong didn't speak, and took out a ballpoint pen from the pencil case and handed it to Wu Yin.Wu Yin didn't answer. He never used a ballpoint pen. In Yu'an's words, it was called "things are thick", so he asked, "Excuse me, do you have a pen?"

Liu Zhiyong finally raised his head.Wu Yin didn't like his tablemate's appearance very much. He was rough, with dark skin and short people. He should be regarded as a typical urban poor appearance. The whole person was squeezed into a big red jacket like a dirt ball, but his face was washed It was clean.Liu Zhiyong fumbled in the pencil case for a while... "Ink is also fine." Wu Yin added.

Liu Zhiyong immediately took out a box of heroes from the side of his schoolbag and handed it to Wu Yin.Wu Yin thinks this guy is very funny, he doesn't bring a pen but always carries a bottle of ink, do you want to drink?

"Thank you." Wu Yin said.

Liu Zhiyong didn't speak, turned around and went back to do his homework.

Wu Yin sucked up his pen and looked down carefully at the half-written text in the broken homework book:

I don't miss you very much

Crazy you with a bottle of wine

He didn't know where to read the first sentence at the beginning, and he thought it was good, so he printed it in his mind.Now I feel like I can't write.Wu Yin tried to write a lot of follow-ups. The gorgeous rhetoric and exaggerated rhetoric were very long, and the writing was very cool, but after writing it, he felt that it should not be like this at all. Wu Yin went back and read it again. It felt like he was whitewashing a skeleton.

nausea.Then I crossed out and changed large sections, until the last two lines were left.

Wu Yin simply ignored it, and took out a book from under the table to read.

"Yo, One Hundred Years of Solitude?" Unknowingly seeing the end of the third period, Yu An came over, lying on the front seat with a twisted face, "Isn't this my book? Xueba finally read it?"

Wu Yin hooked the corners of his mouth slightly, but didn't speak.

"Is there anything to do after school? Nothing to go to the boutique with me."

"Liu Xiaohan?" Wu Yin didn't raise his head.

"Shhhhhh!" Yu An stretched out his hand and called his head, "Nonsense. Your father just wants to buy something to improve the mood of life."

Wu Yin remained calm, looked up at Yu An, then leisurely turned his head and glanced at the door, and whispered: "Brother Bangbang."

"Damn it!" Yu An panicked when she heard this, and walked away with her legs up, almost bringing the stool down.

"Bang bang brother" refers to the head teacher.The leader of their squad is a half-bald man with a dignified appearance and a bad temper.He has a loud voice, and his Mandarin is not up to par. In class, he likes to knock on the blackboard with a small wooden stick, so he got a nickname: "Brother with a golden gun can't beat a stick".Brother Bangbang's teaching level is as high as that of the math teacher at Wu Yin's original school, but Brother Bangbang doesn't realize it because no one listens to his lectures.It is said that Brother Bangbang was originally the dean of a third-rate school, and was specially hired by the principal to teach the seventh class.Wu Yin has also heard about some glorious deeds of this class after so long. It is said that two class teachers got sick in junior high school and one left.He also specifically asked Yu An, Yu An thought about it and said, it's not that exaggerated, in fact, the second head teacher got pleurisy himself, not us.

After school, since Yu An never took a schoolbag when he came home from school, and the bully student Wu Yin needed to organize his study materials very carefully, so Yu An could only hang around the door frame and whistle while waiting for Wu Yin done.Wu Yin asked him what the hell you were playing while putting the math paper into "May Three", don't hurt my ears.Yu An glanced at him strangely: ""Serious Snow""

"Your blowing method, no matter how beautiful the snow is, it will collapse for you."

"Damn. I have a professional teacher to guide me."

Wu Yin sniffled disdainfully.

The two walked from the school gate to the boutique, Yu An stopped whistling and sang directly.Wu Yin endured Yu An's half-dead tone and appreciated the lyrics

"The snow fell so deeply and so seriously, reflecting the scars I lay in the snow..."

Suddenly, I felt like crying for a moment or two.

"Yu An." He called Yu An.

"What?" Yu An was a little upset when he was interrupted.

"fine."

"Nervous." Yu An muttered.

The two walked around the boutique for almost half an hour, and the store manager greeted them enthusiastically at first, but later Yu An's enthusiasm for picking this and that made the store manager annoyed, so he simply sat back at the front desk and played LOL.

"This pen holder is pretty." Yu An picked up a pink pen holder, and Wu Yin glanced at it and knew it was imitation of high-density board.

[My big knife is already hungry and thirsty! 】

"There is a watch on it, do you give someone a clock?" Wu Yin said.

[First blood! 】

"Yes." Yu An said.

【double kill!】

"I think this bracelet is very good. I remember you gave Liu Xiaohan a pink watch, which is just right for you."

[trible kill! 】

"Damn! I said, can you fucking talk about anything other than Liu Xiaohan?"

Wu Yin said in his heart that this guy is very tight-lipped today, is he planning to die?The sour smell of love.

"By the way, have you finished reading One Hundred Years of Solitude?" Yu An suddenly changed the subject.

Wu Yin was a little confused, "I just started watching it in the afternoon?"

"Dally." Yu An dropped the bracelet, raised his head to touch the big earphones hanging on the wall, "Your father and I finished reading in two class breaks."

In the end, they chose the bracelet, and the two paid the bill and went home separately.Wu Yin cycled "Serious Snow" with headphones on while pedaling.Going downstairs and at the door, Wu Yin took out the key to open the door, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw his mother lying on the sofa staring at the TV.

"Get off work so early?" Wu Yin asked casually.

"You have no conscience, why don't you like it when you get off work early?"The left hand deftly puts the melon seeds into the mouth, the mouth flutters left and right, and finally the skin of the mouth is tilted, and the whole melon seed shell is sprayed out.

Wu Yin didn't answer, and asked again: "What about him?"

"Business trip, Beijing."

"Oh."

Wu Yin suddenly felt that the air was stagnant, squeezing his chest from all directions and oppressing his throat.He grabbed the doorknob and twisted it hard like he was grabbing a life-saving straw, then rushed into the room, and then fell on the bed with the whole person.

"Damn! So frizzy!" he heard his mother say outside the door.

Wu Yin was quite tired, since he returned to the small town, he always felt that there was a stone on his heart.The curtains were not drawn, and the setting sun outside the window gradually dissipated, and the light from the opposite house was turned on, and it fell obliquely on Wu Yin's face.Wu Yin lay in silence for a long time, then suddenly sat up, rushed to the computer, and turned it on.

That night, Wu Yin played the stand-alone game for two hours until the computer crashed.Like a fool, Wu Yin stared at the dark monitor like a dead fish, then stood up suddenly, ran to the window at a speed of 100 meters, opened the window and began to pant heavily.

It's fucking... bored...

The phone buzzed suddenly, Wu Yin picked it up and saw that Yu An just happened to send a message, just one word: "Meow"

"Meow your sister!" Wu Yin tapped the screen quickly.After typing, I was stunned again. I stared at the input box and thought for a long time, and then deleted all the words I typed.

He thought for a while and typed three words seriously: "What's the matter?" Even the question mark was written meticulously.After finishing writing, I found a half-dead middle-aged and elderly emoticon package from my collection gallery and hung it up.

He imagined Yu An on the other side of the screen staring at the flowery "what's the matter" picture.

In fact, Yu An is not ugly.People's children are getting taller and more crooked, but Yu An is becoming more and more like a dog.Wu Yin went to the provincial capital to go to school for two years and came back. When he saw Yu An again, he was surprised to find that the little soil ball was gone.That day, he walked in the gate of the No. [-] middle school anxiously, and just as he entered the door, he heard a casual call: "Hey, Wu Yin!"

Then a football flew over with a puff, and Thomas made a full spin in front of Wu Yin, and finally fell firmly into a guy's hands.

Hands... yes, quite white, with well-defined knuckles, long and thin.

Wu Yin moved his gaze up along his arms, and saw a slob with a watermelon head, standing there with his neck slumped——"Yu..." He stuttered as soon as he opened his mouth, forgetting the name of this bastard.

"Yu An."

It was a fucking prophecy, Wu Yin felt that it must be Yu An's revenge on himself, because he almost forgot Yu An's name, and since then this name has been hanging on Wu Yin's mouth like a curse, and he also gave it as a gift of friendship "I'm □□ mother." Or "You fuck off."

"Wu Yin, I'm □□mother" In fact, Yu An also likes to say Wu Yin that way.

Wu Yin looked at the phone and twitched his lips, but didn't respond.

After about two or three minutes, Yu An sent another message: Where is the person?

Wu Yin: Ascension

Yu An: come down

Wu Yin: What if I don’t come down?

Yu An: Get the fuck out of it for you

Wu Yin pushed open the window, and sure enough, he saw a washing, cutting and blowing probing in the dark place of the street lights downstairs.

Over there, Yu An also raised his head when he heard him pulling the window.Wu Yin hid in the room quickly, and at the same time replied a few words to Yu An with explosive hands: Your father is resting, since you are here, please kneel down.

Yu An: Roll down in 3 minutes

He has been wondering why Yu Anwei Mao likes spaces so much.

For example, send him a message back, it will hurt the guy if he doesn't hit two spaces in that posture.

When Wu Yin saw Yu An, this guy was brushing the space while squeezing his watermelon head.Wu Yin probed over, and Yu An dodged quickly.Wu Yin tilted his head and looked at Yu An's posture of a chaste woman guarding his phone, and immediately understood.

"I said you can't send it off at school tomorrow? It's not a night." Wu Yin gave Yu An a white look.

Yu An lowered his head and cursed.

Wu Yin didn't speak, just stood there watching Yu An with a smirk and tapped the phone screen.After waiting for almost 5 minutes, I was really impatient, and grabbed Yu An's hijab: I said you can't fucking go!

The so-called IQ of people in love is negative.

Therefore, it is reasonable for puppy love to affect learning.

Liu Xiaohan's mother is a math teacher in Class [-], nicknamed "Hagman".This nickname is very vulgar, and it has been honored by countless female compatriots since Sun Erniang.Wu Yin just transferred here, and was fortunate to have heard Liu's mother training students once.At that time, he was carrying the Fanta he had just bought and passed by the window of Class [-]. After walking past, he felt that his ears were not his own.

Because of the identity of the teacher's child, Liu Xiaohan lives in the teacher's family home.The entrance of the teachers' family courtyard is located between the two gates of the school gate, through a dimly lit alley.That night, the two of them took advantage of the moonlight and slipped in through the school gate like thieves.The old janitor was watching TV, and the replay of Huan Zhu Ge Ge was on TV. When the two sneaked in, Zhao Wei was singing "Heaven can collapse and Earth can break" with a broken voice.After entering, Wu Yin realized something was wrong, frowning and poking Yu An: "Monitoring."

Yu An looked up at the surveillance cameras surrounding the city surrounded by red dots, and shook his hand at Wu Yin and said, "It's okay, brother." Seeing that Wu Yin didn't believe it, he turned his head and said, "The surveillance video is on the computer, the old man is busy. Watching TV, generally do not watch surveillance video.”

Wu Yin shrugged, and Yu An pouted.The two of them looked at each other for three seconds, and walked their legs in unison.Jindu came in, who cares about his mother's 21.

The courtyard of the teachers' families is almost pitch-black, and the teachers have good work and rest habits.Wu Yin looked down at the phone, and saw "22" in white in front of ":".

Wu Yin followed Yu An through the two tube buildings, and stopped in front of the third row of buildings.Yu An pointed to the window on the west side of the third floor and said to Wu Yin: "Look at this little girl, how many times have I told you that she still stays up so late." When it was gone, Liu Xiaohan's room was lit with fluttering lights, like a dim yellow floating lantern flickering on the sea under the night.

"Damn, let's see what I say about her." Yu An took out his phone.

Wu Yin frowned but felt it was funny. For the first time in history, he took the initiative to hold Yu An's shoulder, and leaned over and said, "You are so fucking cowardly, you still use QQ when my sister is downstairs? You fucking There is a kind of rushing up and pressing the girl directly on the bed?"

Yu An cursed, and continued typing with his head down.Wu Yin shifted the angle of view playfully, and caught a blush on Yu An's cheek in time.

Before he transferred to another school, there was a popular saying in his class: "Women are always 17 years old, and men are teenagers until they die." He used to disdain this remark so much that he almost wrote a weekly diary to criticize him.But now it seems that this sentence is at least applicable to An.

Wu Yin stood there watching Yu An's greasy back and forth, with no interest, and the focus of attention naturally shifted upwards, and moved to Yu An's face.In fact, Yu An is quite beautiful, Wu Yin thought, it was still late at night, only the light from Liu Xiaohan's room was streaming down and coating Yu An's face.In the half-light and half-darkness, even the fluff on Yu An's face could be clearly seen.

He suddenly heard a "click" in his heart, and felt a long-lost emotion drifting back to where it should be.

This feeling lasted for about three seconds, and suddenly he heard Yu An calling him.He came back suddenly and found that Yu An had already started to retreat towards the way he came. "Damn it, you just left like that?" He growled in a low voice, expressing his disbelief with his teeth and claws.But the so-called "mouth dislikes body integrity", he followed suit.Yu An stopped and waited for Wu Yin to enter, and then whispered a sentence in classical Chinese: "The ancients said, come when you rise, leave when you rise, that's all."

The first period of the next day was Brother Bangbang's class, and Yu An lived up to expectations and was late.As a new transferee, Wu Yin naturally sat in the back row. Halfway through the first class, I heard Yu An quietly asking Brother Bangbang whether he was copying questions on the blackboard or not.

Then half a piece of chalk rubbed Wu Yin's ear melon seed "ROU" and scratched it.Wu Yin was shocked, and Liu Zhiyong beside him was still meditating on math problems like a Buddha.

The life of the graduating class is not easy or difficult, and it is easy to say that it is easy.Especially for Wu Yin's temperament that likes to be quiet.Yu An said that Wu Yin is a stuffy gourd, so he (Yu An) who is willing to spend money to get drunk can make Wu Yin open his mouth.

After Wu Yin heard this, he squinted at Liu Zhiyong who was sitting on the side.Yu An said that this product is not a boring gourd, it is a whole brick, the kind that is impeccable inside and outside.

Wu Yin really doesn't like to talk, and he doesn't like to play football. He is dedicated to making friends, and his social circle is not big. He belongs to the kind of student who doesn't know anyone after leaving the class.

One semester passed quickly, and that "One Hundred Years of Solitude" was still lying on Wu Yin's desk.Yu An and Wu Yin still often wandered home together, buying some Kanto boiled and grilled cold noodles along the way.

The two of them have a tacit understanding and basically don't mention Liu Xiaohan.Yu An just said "my wife", while Wu Yin chose to pretend to be deaf.

Then one day Wu Yin came back from the toilet and found that the cover of "One Hundred Years of Solitude" was missing.

When it was almost the end of the term, the president of the literary club did not know what nerves he had to call a meeting for the members, and made a speech on the podium while spitting stars.The president of their literary club, surnamed Ai, is a young man with gray hair and a tall hairline. He quotes widely from others, so he got a good name "Ai Zi", following the story of "Confucius, Zhuangzi and Mencius".

Wu Yin always sat in the back row and scribbled and didn't listen at all.Who knew that the literature club would start recruiting new students the next day, and Ai Zi went to the gate of Wu Yin's class, patted Wu Yin on the shoulder and said, "Old Wu, everyone knows you are talented, educated and rich, and you are in the classes on the third floor." I will leave the matter of recruiting to you. I am very optimistic about you.

Wu Yin was dumbfounded, and his IQ went offline for a moment.

So Wu Yin hugged the down jacket, took the club information and discipline, and asked each class on the third floor.

There are four classes on the third floor. In the fourth quarter of self-study in the afternoon, he didn't even plan to go to Class [-]. He was kicked out by the head teacher before entering Class [-] and Class [-].Wu Yin squeezed a few sheets of printing paper in his hand and walked into Class [-].

"Damn, where did Donald Duck come from?"

As soon as he entered the door, a group of social brothers from Class [-] began to boo.

Wu Yin didn't bother to talk to them, and started to read while facing the paper.

"Hey, isn't this the top student who transferred back from the provincial capital?"

"... Actively participate in community organization activities..."

"Hey, so Xueba looks like a bear, with a nose and eyes, hey."

"...publishing a magazine on a regular basis..."

"Liu Xiaohan, this guy looks better than your boyfriend."

"Nonsense, Brother Long is the most handsome."

"Liu Xiaohan, tell me, is Brother Long handsome?"

Wu Yin pressed the printing paper and ran out from the door.

He rushed through the corridors and corridors almost unconsciously, and finally he crashed into the door of the class.

"Boom"

More than 50 pairs of eyes turned around at the same time, and only one pair of eyes was still staring at the blackboard. The owner of the eyes did not change his name or surname, and his name was Liu Zhiyong.There is another pair of eyes looking down at me, that is Yu An.

Brother Bangbang stood on the podium with a dazed expression on his face.

Wu Yin ignored Brother Bangbang's embarrassment at all, and walked towards Yu An in big strides.

Afterwards, Wu Yin recalled that he was really possessed by Master Xing at that moment, and he didn't know where the aura came from.

It was still a beautiful day, and the bell rang after class to relieve the siege.

Yu An was playing Onmyoji under the table.Wu Yin snatched his mobile phone.Yu An raised his head with a tut, "What's wrong?" Wu Yin's original aura was completely defeated by his bang, but he murmured for a long time before asking: "You and Liu Xiaohan... broke up?"

Yu An's expression changed.The brow that was originally frowned because of being disturbed gradually relaxed.He picked up the mobile phone from the top of the table and threw it on the table, stretched his waist, and replied casually: "It's a long time ago."

Wu Yin suddenly didn't know what to say.He said, "Oh."

It was like waking up and suddenly found that he was at the bottom of a pond, with heavy iron mounds attached to his ankles.

After recruiting new students, the Literature Club opened a new group, a group of young literary and artistic youth chatting on QQ every day during class time.

The group has just been established, and everyone feels fresh about each other. The topics of conversation are all over the place, and the thinking is free.

I don't know why the topic turned to myopia.

Ai Zi is highly myopic, the kind who can't tell men and women three meters away without glasses, and people and animals five meters away.So Ai Zi made a guiding speech: "I think myopia is not necessarily a bad thing, it can let us see the world from a different angle."

Wu Yin typed: "I just want a pair of bright eyes."

Ai Zi didn't speak, and the Wenqing people below followed suit one after another.

Wu Yin went on to say: "It's best to see through."

A Wenqing said: "One can see the filth of the world clearly at a glance."

Wu Yin said: "You can see the spring of the world at a glance."

Ai Zi ended the topic and made a concluding speech: "Today's teaching is about Chazai's self-study, everyone should accept it first."

Sometimes Wu Yin will post some crooked poems written by himself in the group.

For example, the two-sentence fragment.

But generally no one pays attention to him.

Then the topic naturally turned to which hot pot is delicious.

Yu An probed over, glanced at his mobile phone screen, and commented: "You are too artistic."

Wu Yin gave Yu An a blank look, turned off the screen of the phone, grabbed the phone with two fingers and shook it in front of Yu An's eyes: "It's because they are too artistic, I'm a dude."

At the end of that period, the teachers of all subjects tried their best to drag the class.The English teacher is a female teacher who loves supplementary materials, and she is taking up get out of class time to sell a set of papers she newly discovered.The students are accustomed to the teacher's ingenious name, and few people pay attention to him, and those who go out for a walk start to do atomic heat exercises.Yu An raised one hand and grabbed Wu Yin's dangling forearm, "Tonight, Ah Xiang Hot Pot Restaurant, are you going?"

Wu Yin pulled back his arm: "Not interested."

"Today, I invite you to dinner. There is no such shop in this village." Yu An sat down on Wu Yin's table.

Wu Yin said lightly: "I'll count to three, and if you don't get up again, I'll make you fall into the sky."

At that time, Wu Yin didn't notice Yu An's strangeness at all until the next day.

The next day the weather was fine, and the dark clouds all over the sky could wring out water.As usual, the first two classes were for Brother Bangbang, and Wu Yin scribbled with his neck crooked.In the middle of the class, Brother Bangbang's cell phone rang, "The Business of Love", a particularly loud one.Brother Bangbang's expression changed, he put down the stick in his hand, opened the door and went to the corridor to answer the phone.The class exploded in an instant, as if boiling water suddenly found a vent like a teapot spout, spewing out a sharp sound like a train whistle.Wu Yin frowned and looked up at Yu Ankong's empty seat diagonally ahead at 62 degrees, suddenly feeling a little ominous.

Brother Bangbang pushed the door open and came in, intentionally or unintentionally cast his eyes on Wu Yin.It was only one tenth of a second, but Wu Yin could see it clearly.The next second the noise in the class subsided, Brother Bangbang stepped onto the podium, and everything was calm.

After class, Brother Bangbang dragged Wu Yin to the door, Wu Yin slumped his shoulders and sucked his nose.

"Has Yu An fallen in love early?"

Wu Yin smiled inwardly, thinking that Brother Bangbang probably already knew about it and asked him what he was doing, so he nodded obediently.

Brother Bangbang's face turned dark again, he opened his mouth and said nothing, and finally he said, "Help Yu An pack up after school, go visit him at his house. His parents are on a business trip recently. "

Wu Yin didn't understand what Brother Bangbang meant, but he still helped Yu An pack his things seriously after school.The frequently used workbooks were taken away by Yu An, and Wu Yin stretched his hand to squeeze Yu An's desk bucket, and pulled out a lot of snot paper, which disgusted Wu Yin to death.In addition, there were two or three original comics of a certain color in the island country, which Wu Yin casually threw into Yu An's small handbag hanging on the side.

The handbag is blue, slightly blackened, that color should be called navy blue.Unexpectedly, Wu Yin gently lifted the bag to his nose, and carefully sniffed the smell on it.

Soapy, fresh, flat, like dust in the sun.

It finally started to rain when we walked out of the school gate. Wu Yin took care of his two bags and trotted all the way to catch the bus.There is a new vending machine at the bus station. Wu Yin thought for a while, took out two steel coins from his pocket, and pressed the Fanta that was filled with room temperature.Without opening it, he threw it into the schoolbag with a bang.

Yu An's community is the old power plant compound, which is quite old, but in the center of the old city, the transportation is convenient and convenient, and the housing prices have risen sharply in recent years, so there is no mention of moving.

Wu Yin slammed on the double-layer anti-theft door with a fanta can, as if venting.

Yu An's weak voice came from inside: "The key is under the mat, come in by yourself."

When the door was opened, a musty smell came out.

The smell unique to the elderly is especially common in rural areas.

Wu Yin put the schoolbag on the shoe rack on the third floor, stepped on the floor tiles covered with a thick layer of plastic film, and yelled, "Where is the person?"

"Yeah, right, right."

Following the sound, a wooden door is located at the end of the entrance.

Wu Yin shrugged, unlocked the door, and walked in.

"Why don't you turn on the light?" Wu Yin said.

"Didn't you see that I'm in pain?" Yu An's voice was a little hoarse.Wu Yin squinted to see that there was a big bed in the middle of the room, and there was a figure arched on the bed, which looked like Yu An.

"Yu An?" Wu Yin frowned and asked tentatively.

"Ah, is it your father or who?" Yu An's voice was unmistakable. "Where is your light switch?" Wu Yin asked.

"Wall."

"nonsense."

"I mean, it's the wall behind you, can you touch it?"

The light was turned on with a bang, and the light bulb was slightly smoky, making the light dim.Now I can see clearly, there is a big quilt, and Yu An's greasy head.

"Didn't you wash your face?"

"Ah, you still have the mind to wash your face like I do?"

It was only then that Wu Yin noticed that Yu An was hiding under the big quilt, revealing a moderately large head. "What's wrong with you?" Wu Yin grabbed a lame stool and sat down in front of Yu An.

"It's okay, people blocked me after school."

"Fuck, how can you memorize it so little?"

"Oh, yes." Yu An sniffed his nose and shook his head disdainfully.

"to be frank."

"Ah?" Yu An didn't expect Wu Yinlai's move, and was suddenly stunned.

"I'm telling the truth, I don't bother to ask a third time." Wu Yin repeated lightly, then reached for his schoolbag, took out the can of Fanta, and threw it to Yu An.

"Ah, you're sick, can you bring carbonated drinks when you visit the patient?"

"Don't change the subject."

"Okay, okay, don't you know that Liu Xiaohan ran away, I just..."

"Are you looking for Brother Long, looking for a beating?" Wu Yin frowned and locked it, and his knuckles froze while picking up the schoolbag.

"It's not too much, I'm just going to ask for an explanation." Suddenly Yu comforted Wu Yin.

"You're fucking sick!" Wu Yin suddenly raised his voice, "You're so fucking small, you're so fucking hot, why don't you go to Brother Society for an explanation? What percentage of society do you think you have? ah?"

"Xueba calm down, don't swear." Yu An was cowardly, curling up under the blanket with a wry smile.

Wu Yin put down the stool and stood up, "Not too much!? You're fucking lying on the bed like a guinea pig, and you can't go to school anymore. Brother Bangbang has come to me