I still don't want to go to school today

……

Fu Luojia was facing the wind, and the steam from the boiling pot hit him directly in the face.

This hot pot restaurant occupies a large area, and there is a mahjong table in the private room.There is also a chandelier in the center of the ceiling, which forcibly illuminates the stainless steel pot with a golden glow.

The big round table can seat seventeen or eighteen people, but in fact less than half of the seats are seated, so it inevitably looks a bit empty.Just as he was about to reach for the empty bowl near the center of the table, the aunt sitting next to him patted Lin Guoran who was beside him: "Of course, go and get brother seasoning! It's at the self-service bar."

Lin Guoran pushed away the stool and picked up a bowl that had been removed from the plastic film in front of him.

"Brother, what do you want to put on your seasoning plate?"

"How can you ask what to let go, you ask your brother what not to let go."

Lin Guo then changed his words obediently and cleverly, "Brother, what are you not letting go?"

"... I can do it, you can let it go as you like."

Dad took a look at him. "Of course, don't put the ears in your brother's share."

"I remember that Jiajia doesn't eat coriander, but don't put away the coriander either."

Fu Luojia didn't say anything.

Eating habits do change sometimes - but he doesn't bother to explain that.Now he really can do anything and pick nothing.

After a while, Lin Guo came trotting back with the bowl in his arms, and put a plate of oil with almost no contents in front of him. "Is this possible?"

"Hey, this kid is really, why do things like this—" His aunt was anxious, "Can you be smarter?"

"It's okay. That's it." He took the chopsticks and stirred in the oil, "Sit down and eat."

Lin was really scared by his aunt's yelling, so he quickly sat down.

"Give Jiajia another look at the menu and see what he wants to eat." Grandma said beside him.

He flipped through the menu from beginning to end, and only added one dish: brown sugar glutinous rice cakes.It was Lin Guoren who came over and whispered that she wanted to eat him before he hooked it. "They won't let me eat this, saying it will rot my teeth. Brother, can you order it?"

He hesitated. "Will it really rot your teeth?"

"I don't know." Lin really felt aggrieved. "I only eat one piece."

"……OK then."

Lin is indeed a very extroverted little girl—even crazy.She likes to laugh and is familiar with herself. There should be no one who doesn't like her—or maybe it's because Fu Luojia can't understand other people's dislike for her.Anyway, she called his father "Daddy" too, and neither his aunt nor his grandma had anything against it on the surface.

Fu Luojia met her briefly a few months ago.At that time, his mother was very emotional. He sat on the sofa in the living room and took a Rubik's cube to solve it.As the trigger point of his mother's violent emotions and the central figure of the incident, Lin Guoran was completely oblivious to all the circumstances.She just sat down next to him and stared intently at his fingers.

Even though he was trembling in fright at the fucking roar, he still didn't forget to point him out: "Turn around and you don't need to memorize the formula."

Fu Luojia was a little afraid to talk to her, so he gave a perfunctory "hmm".

Then she said, "Aren't you going to be my brother from now on?"

His mother smashed a vase on the floor tiles, and they both flinched back at the same time.

"...Don't call me that now."

He said so at the time.

The chairs in this store are a bit high, and Lin really sat on them with his legs dangling in the air, which made him a little envious.After being quiet for less than half a minute, she began to talk about her wonderful and rich weekend life, Fu Luojia nodded from time to time to indicate that she was listening.

"——Why did it take you so long to come back, are you busy in high school?"

"...It's okay." She has four interest classes on weekends, and it's really hard to tell who is busier by comparison.

"I really want to go to high school. Elementary school is so boring." She lowered her voice suddenly.

"...Why?" This kid is quite special.

"You can fall in love in high school. I really like my deskmate, but my mother said that I can't be with him until I go to high school at least."

Fu Luojia adjusted his foggy glasses, but couldn't tell what was going on in his heart. "...It's not good to fall in love in high school."

"If I don't fall in love, how can I be with him every day? He also has parents, grandparents, and I can't always follow him. But girlfriends are different-"

"...Friends can also be together every day." He didn't understand why he wanted to argue with a child about this. "Besides...you don't need to be with others every day." Then he found that he couldn't continue.

Fortunately, his aunt came to interrupt. "However, why do you talk so much, don't bother brother--"

……

Xu Zhijian's reply letter was only seen when he was walking alone in the park in the middle of the street after dinner.

"Can you send me a size and go buy it directly?"

"... Which one to buy?"

He has been deliberating for a long time on these three words and two punctuation marks.He clicked into the input box, and was about to say something more—in a sense, he felt guilty towards Xu Zhiyan, and wanted to make up for it.But at the same time, he admits that this kind of guilt is very contemptible, and he doesn't want to make things worse.

"I'm right there. It's not clear, what you're holding is a fruit machine, shall we start a video?"

He looked up and looked around, picked a blind spot where the street lights couldn't reach, and answered the video call.

"...Hello?" Xu Zhibian's voice sounded at the empty intersection at ten o'clock in the evening. "Where is this... are you asleep?"

"No. Outside."

Xu Zhibian smiled over there. "Can you not be so far away from the screen?"

Actually he's really not that far off.Not being able to see people wasn't his problem. "It's the bad lighting."

"Does it mean that you picked up my video-you have cleared the things from a few days ago from your mind?"

"..."

"Okay, then I—I forgot too. Let's just leave it alone. I'm afraid you'll hang me up."

Fu Luojia leaned against the wall. "sorry……"

"Hush. Let's talk about the clothes first, for the show." Xu Zhijian turned the camera, "How about this one?"

Fu Luojia found that the place where he was standing looked familiar.When the camera swept across, a huge logo appeared on the screen to prove that he saw it right: "...you are watching the costumes in AC?"

"Ah, you've been here? I thought this place was so far away that no one could find it—"

He didn't know why he knew this store—maybe he searched it on the Internet and found that there was a physical store in the county, so he sneaked a peek at it on a whim one day.As for ac—it’s actually just a little-known trendy brand that he paid close attention to because of its eye-catching style.

The T-shirts and hoodies produced by ac are very interesting, but it may be because of the local audience. When he went to see them, the few hanging in the store were quite satisfactory, and they were all the kind that could be worn under school uniforms. .

"...Isn't it a costume?"

"Performance clothes are good-looking clothes." Xu Zhijian raised his eyebrows, "Everyone in our class orders Hanfu by themselves."

"...Are you alone?" It was quite quiet over there.

"I'm alone without you."

"where are they?"

"Who are you talking about?"

He really couldn't tell who it should be.There should be... a lot of people anyway.

The problem now is the dress that Xu Zhibian showed.

"……you sure?"

"I think it looks good."

Of course he thinks it looks good.This dress can make people see a fluffy feeling without the upper body.

Fu Luojia doesn't care what other people wear, and sometimes he even appreciates it very much-for example, he pays attention to fashion brands and fashion weeks.He is also by no means conservative when it comes to dressing.But when it comes to his own clothes, he generally only adheres to: if he can wear solid colors, he can never wear patterned ones, if he can wear plain colors, he can never wear colorful ones, and the more ordinary the style, the better.

The suit stepped into his thundering spot perfectly.

"Well, first of all, of course it's not ugly..."

"You think it's okay too? Then this one?"

"Wait a moment--"

"Ok?"

"...Isn't it inappropriate?"

"Did you say the size? I think you are about the same size as me. If I can wear it, you must be fine."

"I say style."

"Style?" Xu Zhibian paused. "It's really not bold enough, compared to what you sing."

"..."

"Then buy a nun's dress online."

"..." Fu Luojia squatted down and supported his knees. "Okay, how much is it? I'll give it to you then."

"Public expenses, reimbursement."

No one turned off the video, he listened to Xu Zhijian laughing and paying the bill.

"I'm out." The sound of closing the door. "It's so dark, aren't the street lights powered on?"

It happened that the street lights here were also turned off, Fu Luojia looked up, the fluorescent paint made the light bulbs appear dark green.

"We are on the same street." Xu Zhibian pointed the camera at his own face, "Is it scary for me to look like this?"

"...The reflection of your nose is scary."

"How long have you stopped talking? Now that the lights are off, can you talk?"

It was the first time he heard that it could be seen that he hesitated to speak.

"that……"

"what happened?"

"I saw what you wrote before."

"What?" The corners of Xu Zhibian's mouth, illuminated by the light from the phone screen, turned up, "A love letter?"

"..." He actually thought of Lin Guoran at this moment. "Written in elementary school."

"Is it a greeting card? Or is it a note or a postcard? I remember stealing a whole box from my sister before—"

"It's the graduation album."

"Ah." Xu Zhibian fell silent for a while, as if he was watching the road.

The camera angle changed.He saw the eyelashes on Xu Zhibian's lower eyelid.

"Yearbook," he repeated. "You didn't lose it."

"...That's not enough." The thing was still quite large.

"My handwriting looks much better now." Xu Zhibian suddenly laughed, his eyelashes trembling.

"……really."