SAYE

The sound of the flute is quite bright, coupled with the resonance of the interior space, it sounds melodious and agile.

Gu Fei didn't know why some people thought that such an instrument was not as impressive as a piano. Jiang Cheng stood there leaning against the table, holding this small black thin tube in his hand, which was quite impressive.

The piece he played sounded cheerful, but Gu Fei somehow felt a bit lonely. He didn't know if it was because of the instrument itself or the person who played it.

The last note echoed in the dancing flames, and after it slowly disappeared, Jiang Cheng lowered his hand holding the flute, and neither of them spoke.

After a while, Jiang Cheng raised his head, with an indistinct smile on the corner of his mouth: "How is it?"

"That's great." Gu Fei replied, clapping his hands.

"Can't you speak well?" Jiang Cheng took a small flannel cloth and wiped the mouthpiece of the flute, "It's so suffocating as soon as you open your mouth."

"Great," Gu Fei replied again, "It must have been learned for a long time, right?"

"Well," Jiang Cheng responded, then shook his head after thinking about it, "It doesn't seem like it's been long, not as long as I have learned piano."

"It hasn't been long before I can play so well," Gu Fei said, "As expected of..."

Gu Fei didn't continue after talking halfway, Jiang Cheng sighed: "Yeah, Xueba, when will this meme be over?"

Gu Fei laughed for a while before saying another sentence: "It's really good."

"It's actually not difficult, it's easy to get started." Jiang Cheng held the flute in his hand and twirled it around a few times, then handed it to him, "Would you like to try it?"

"...Then let me try." Gu Fei walked up to him and took the flute, "Just play it?"

"Otherwise?" Jiang Cheng asked.

"I mean, do you have a cleanliness freak?" Gu Fei said.

Jiang Cheng laughed, feeling that he couldn't hold it back that night. After laughing for a long time, he pointed around: "In this environment, anyone with a cleanliness habit will collapse if he comes in."

"That's right, I took the quilt of the dead mouse just now." Gu Fei took the whistle and looked at it, and followed his example and pressed his fingers on the air hole, "Is that right?"

"Yeah," Jiang Cheng lightly touched his fingertips, "Press firmly, the sound is leaking."

After Gu Fei pressed it, he tried to blow it lightly.

The flute made a tight and piercing whistling sound, and he frowned and turned his head: "Why did it make such a sound, it scared me."

Jiang Cheng suppressed a smile: "Relax and blow, let the air out and don't hold it in, the sound has to be fully released to make it sound good."

"Okay." Gu Fei puffed up, and then blew again.

Much better this time, loud and long, but listen...

"Forget it," Gu Fei let go of the flute, "Easy to get started doesn't mean you can listen to it just by blowing a few sips, just this movement, those who didn't know it thought they brought a Erha over."

"It's still tight." Jiang Cheng took the flute, and casually rubbed the mouth of the flute against his pants, "Look at my face, it needs to be looser."

Gu Fei looked at him seriously, and he blew a scale: "Do you understand?"

"I have to say I don't understand," Gu Fei smiled, "Do you know how to curse?"

Jiang Cheng didn't say anything, he took the flute and continued to play, scales, short pieces of music. After playing for a while, Gu Fei raised his hand and poked him in the face: "The slack you mentioned..."

The music stopped abruptly, and the flute in Jiang Cheng's hand was directly drawn into his hand.

"Fuck!" Gu Fei withdrew his hand, rubbed the back of his hand while shaking it, and cursed, "What's wrong with you?"

Jiang Cheng suddenly had an embarrassing feeling of wanting to jump out of the window. He didn't know if it was because of drinking, or because of this close face-to-face that made him always feel that the air around him was full of ambiguity.

Gu Fei's voice and the breath of Gu Fei's breathing made him feel a little dizzy.

The touch of his fingertips on his face was only light, and the area was so small that it could be ignored, but this action still made him overreact.

At this moment, he couldn't tell whether it was his conditioned reflex or subconscious avoidance.

The key point was that Gu Fei was inexplicably pumped by him, and he still couldn't explain it.

Hello, I don't like people touching me very much.

Because I like men, I don't want to be touched by men.

Hello, Wang Jiuri said that I am being forced is actually a very correct judgment...

"Wang Xu said you can't be forced to be patted on the shoulder." Gu Fei looked at him and took his lines, "You really are quite a thing."

"Ah," Jiang Cheng also looked at him, "Did you just find out?"

Gu Fei didn't speak, but stared at him.

Jiang Cheng didn't know what to say anymore, so he stood there and stared at Gu Fei.

After staring for about ten seconds, Jiang Cheng felt that something was wrong, and he wanted to laugh.

I really want to laugh.

If this kind of thing like smoking Gu Fei and then laughing wildly happened, Gu Fei should come over and fight him.

So, don't drink wine casually, it is easy to cause bad things.

After all this thought, he gritted his teeth and didn't smile. Gu Fei probably got tired of staring at him, and rubbed his hands again: "You're not a woman, or you won't be able to get married."

Jiang Cheng burst out laughing wildly at this very second.

Laugh, fuck, laugh!

What's so funny about it!

A paper cup can turn you into a mentally handicapped man!

Jiang Cheng, are you an idiot?yes.

While he was teaching himself violently in his heart, he laughed so hard that the table behind him trembled.

"Do you believe it or not that I will beat you?" Gu Fei said.

Jiang Cheng covered the wound on his ribs and continued to laugh, Gu Fei was finally infected by his mental retardation again, and laughed along with him.

But besides being mentally handicapped, this laugh was also beneficial, and the embarrassment that surrounded Jiang Cheng was finally laughed away.

Just laughing so hard.

"Hey..." He threw himself on the sand, "I'm sorry, I probably drank too much."

Gu Fei let out a sigh of relief, probably waiting for the laughter to pass, then walked over to him and sat down heavily on the sofa beside him: "Wang Xu said that if he pats you on the shoulder, you will fight him?"

Although the sofa was very worn out, the elasticity was surprisingly good. Gu Fei hit it like a cannonball, and Jiang Cheng was bounced up, feeling dizzy as if he was about to take off.

"I'm not interested in fighting that bastard." He patted the sofa, got up and slammed it down.

Gu Fei next to him also flicked the bomb.

"Aren't you naive?" Gu Fei said, then got up and smashed it again.

"You started first..." Jiang Cheng was played a little crookedly this time, and fell towards Gu Fei.

This sofa is not big, it's just a small sofa for two people. When it fell down, the two of them squeezed together, and almost hit their heads.

"Fuck." Jiang Cheng whispered, leaning on the sofa and trying to sit upright.

With a push, he pressed it directly on Gu Fei's hand.

Gu Fei's hand was very warm, and the tactile sensation when his knuckles pressed against his palm was very clear.

But this time Jiang Cheng didn't have the conditioned reflex, and he didn't know why, so he just froze in place as if he had been pressed to pause.

Gu Fei didn't speak or move, and when he turned his face away, his breath caught his ears.

"You..." Jiang Cheng opened his mouth but didn't know what he wanted to say.

"What?" Gu Fei asked.

These two simple words, under the influence of alcohol and close range, were like an electric current bubbling with sparks. As soon as the sound came out, Jiang Cheng felt as if the pores on half of his body had exploded.

He turned his face and kissed Gu Fei on the cheek.

crazy.

This was the only thing that was still flashing in Jiang Cheng's mind, everything else was emptied.

Brains are fucking gone.

Gu Fei still didn't move, and didn't speak anymore. At this moment, the two of them seemed to be frozen statues in a certain space that had been frozen.

Gu Fei didn't respond, and because of his dizziness, Jiang Cheng couldn't see his eyes clearly, so he only hoped that Dao Lei would knock them both out of memory at this very moment.

When Jiang Cheng woke up in the morning, the time on his phone showed that it was already 10:30, and there were still three missed calls from Lao Xu.

This was the first time he was late since the beginning of school, and a little later would be enough to make up half a day of absenteeism.

He propped up the bed and sat up, with his head down and his eyes half closed.

He doesn't want to go to school.

I really don't want to.

Because of what happened last night.

His last memory was of lips touching Gu Fei's face.

I don't remember anything after that.

Even if I can remember, I don't remember.

Forcibly drinking to break the chapter, forcibly amnesia.

If it wasn't for his lack of skill, he should have forgotten this scene as well.

He didn't sleep well that night, and had many dreams that he had completely forgotten, and now he thought of it as a cloud of smoke mixed with black, white and gray.

Makes him feel tired.

And the first feeling after waking up is shame.

and restlessness.

Getting to know Gu Fei only took half the winter vacation plus half the semester, and when I drank, I went crazy and kissed people on the face... Yes, I went crazy when I drank alcohol.

Just drinking crazy, this explanation is very good.

His alcohol capacity was not enough to support him to drink a large glass of Niu Er in such a short time, so he drank too much.

If you drink too much, you will act wild.

Perfect explanation.

Jiang Cheng got out of bed and put on his clothes. This reasonable explanation made him feel at ease suddenly. After washing up, he called Lao Xu back, and rushed to school with his schoolbag.

It happened to be recess when entering the school, and Jiang Cheng entered the classroom through the back door carrying his schoolbag.

Originally, he was calm and relaxed all the way, but as soon as he stepped into the classroom and saw that Gu Fei hadn't missed class and was playing with the mentally handicapped Erasure with his head down, he suddenly felt a little uneasy.

He swears to the god of academic masters that before he kissed Gu Fei, he didn't have any thoughts about Gu Fei, except that he normally thinks that he is good-looking and has good-looking hands and other public appreciation, and he has no other thoughts.

But he didn't know if Gu Fei would mind.

Although Jiang Cheng didn't want to admit it, Gu Fei was the only person he was willing to get along with and could be regarded as a "friend" after he had stayed in this city for so many days.

He faintly felt a little scared, if the relationship with Gu Fei was severed, who else could he chat with.

Zhou Jing?

Wang Jiuri?

This sudden loss made him flustered inexplicably.

If he had never interacted with Gu Fei, and he had always been out of the crowd, this feeling would not have been so obvious.

"I'll go in." Jiang Cheng kicked the leg of Gu Fei's chair.

"Yo," Gu Fei looked up and saw that he was a little surprised, "I thought you wouldn't be here today."

"Overslept." Jiang Cheng squeezed from behind the chair and sat down. Gu Fei looked normal, which reassured him a lot.

Gu Fei took out his whistle from the drawer: "You didn't take this yesterday."

"Oh." Jiang Cheng took the whistle, the word "yesterday" almost made his hands tremble.

"Do you still want the key from the steel factory?" Gu Fei asked while flicking on the phone.

"...Yes," Jiang Cheng thought for a while, "If it's not a good bird, will they have any objections?"

"What's your opinion?" Gu Fei took out his own key, took one from the top and gave it to him, "It's not a good bird anyway, so you can ignore it if you have any opinions."

Jiang Cheng looked at him.

"They won't have any objections, and they're not people they don't know." Gu Fei said.

"Thank you." Jiang Cheng took the key.

"Take me to dinner when you have time," Gu Fei continued to play the game, "Jiuri's stuffed pies will do."

"...Why?" Jiang Cheng was stunned.

"I gave you the key," Gu Fei said, "You still have something in my hands."

"What?" Jiang Cheng turned around.

"If you don't invite me to dinner, I'll tell Nine Ridge that you're fooling me." Gu Fei said.

"I...fuck?" Jiang Cheng was so shocked that he couldn't care less about the embarrassment, "Did I fucking drink too much?"

"Ask if there is anyone here who can get high after drinking two and a half ounces." Gu Fei laughed.

"Then I'm just two or two taller." Jiang Cheng felt amazing, "Why don't you let some people drink less? There are also people who are excluded based on their drinking capacity?"

"That's right, you're from the south." Gu Fei said.

"...I'm not from the south." Jiang Cheng reminded him.

"From here," Gu Fei put down his phone, and drew a line in the air in front of him, "To the south is the south."

"Fart." Jiang Cheng said.

"Just let it go, I agree that you can't drink enough, why don't you agree with me farting." Gu Fei said.

"I..." Jiang Cheng looked at him.

"Don't laugh," Gu Fei pointed at him, "I'm serious, if you laugh again, I'll really ask you to meet at the back door of your school."

It was good not to say this, but as soon as he said it, Jiang Cheng felt like he was about to laugh.

Fortunately, Zhou Jing turned his head at this moment: "Jiang Cheng, Jiang Cheng? Jiang... Hey, let me discuss something with you."

"What's the matter?" Jiang Cheng sighed.

"The mid-term exam is coming soon," Zhou Jing said, "let me see the answer during the exam."

"How do you sit for the exam?" Jiang Cheng asked. He had heard this kind of request quite a lot before, but in the past, no matter what exams the school took, they would be divided into half a class to take the exam in the laboratory or something, and the order would be messed up. Regardless of the student number, if you can copy an answer when you meet together, you can be considered a destined person.

Thinking about it now, Pan Zhizhi has such a good relationship with him, probably because the two of them can be in the same classroom every time they take the exam, and the papers are still the same.

"The exam is done when the table is opened a little bit, what else can I do?" Zhou Jing said.

"Oh, AB papers?" Jiang Cheng asked again.

"It doesn't matter." Zhou Jing said.

"...Oh." Jiang Cheng felt that Pan Zhi must have hoped to take the exam at No. [-] Middle School.

"Just put it on the table, and I'll just look at it myself." Zhou Jing said again.

"Oh." Jiang Cheng responded.

Satisfied, Zhou Jing went back to his desk.

Jiang Cheng turned his head to look at Gu Fei, he remembered that they were talking before Zhou Jing interrupted, but after turning his head, he forgot what to say.

"I don't copy." Gu Fei looked at him.

"Oh," Jiang Cheng turned his head, thought for a while and then turned to look at him, "Do you write all the exams yourself?"

"En." Gu Fei nodded.

"Can you write it?" Jiang Cheng felt that the book on Gu Fei's desk had never been opened. In class, he either slept, watched videos, listened to music, or played mentally retarded love elimination.

"Writing is something that can be written, just pick a suitable answer and fill it in. If there is anything that can't be written," Gu Fei took out a handful of candy, "Do you want to eat it?"

Jiang Cheng saw the small round candy from yesterday at a glance: "Don't eat it!"

Gu Fei took a toffee and put it in his mouth, and laughed for a long time.

For several days after this day, Gu Fei didn't bring up the matter of the day of drinking again. Every day was almost the same, being late, playing with his mobile phone in class, and going to practice with a group of people.

Whether he skipped class occasionally or didn't ask for leave, Jiang Cheng could feel Lao Xu's deep sense of loss.

The key to the hut, Jiang Cheng, strung on his own key.

His keys are quite big. There used to be a lot of keys for the door, garage, room, and drawer of his house, and he has always carried them with him since he came here.

He hesitated as he put the cabin keys on the chain, took off the old ones, and sighed as he saw that there was only one left on the keyring.

Li Baoguo only has one key, the door of the room is locked, the key has long since disappeared, and all the cabinets and drawers in the room are unlocked.

After hanging up the cabin key, Jiang Cheng held the key in his hand and scratched it. It was quite uncomfortable, but the feeling of loneliness and bewilderment before was not so strong anymore.

Days are always moving forward, people are always changing, I don't know whether to forget or adapt.

Gu Miao didn't go to school for a week after the beating incident, and Jiang Cheng knew it very clearly because she would sneak into No. [-] Middle School every day during the third class, and run to stand in the corridor outside their class.

But today came earlier, when the second period was a few minutes away from get out of class, Jiang Cheng saw her with her skateboard poking out half of her head from the door of the classroom.

Gu Fei gestured for her to go to the side of the corridor.

She turned around and stepped on the railing and lay down on the side of the corridor.

Jiang Cheng felt that the fight that day and not being able to go to school seemed to have no effect on her, she was still the same.

He was lying on the table, looking out the window, but was blocked by Gu Fei's side face halfway.

Gu Fei was also looking out the window, and the bright sunlight overflowed in, drawing a very faint halo on his side.

Jiang Cheng suddenly remembered that night.

It was already very vague, and I can't even remember what it felt like when I met Gu Fei's face, but this time I remembered it all.

day!

How he fell back to the other side of the sofa in embarrassment, how Gu Fei calmly lit a cigarette and gave him one back, how the two of them finished smoking together, and how miraculously returned the chicken soup together He drank it all up... All these contents that he clearly remembered but forcibly lost his memory all ran past his eyes when he was not prepared.

Now my brain is so disobedient!

"Zongerbing." Gu Fei turned his head and said.

"Ah," Jiang Cheng came back to his senses and responded, "Huh?"

"When will you invite me? The competition is tomorrow." Gu Fei said.

"Today," Jiang Cheng said, "with Gu Miao?"

"En." Gu Fei nodded.

There's a game tomorrow, right?

Jiang Cheng took out his mobile phone and looked at the date. Indeed, this period of time seemed to pass quickly, but he didn't spend too much time concentrating on it. The big red banners for the school competitions had been pulled out for several days.

Gu Miao was in a good mood today, walking around them on a skateboard.

"I have to make a phone call first," Wang Xu took out his mobile phone as he walked, "I have to let my dad cook the donkey meat first, and save what we want... By the way, come to my house this afternoon, my class The team members, the team uniforms that Lao Xu helped us borrow will be divided into one point, and then we will discuss tactics."

"Yeah." Jiang Cheng looked at Gu Miao. The little girl's hair was growing quite fast, and the brim of the hat could be seen, but she didn't have much shape. Gu Fei shaved his hair that broke the sky and even embroidered on it. Isn't his sister? A bald head is a messy head...

"Have you recovered from your injury?" Gu Fei whispered beside him.

"Well," Jiang Cheng rubbed his ribs, "Basically, there's nothing wrong with it."

Gu Fei didn't speak, and suddenly reached out to pat him on the shoulder.

Jiang Cheng looked at him: "Why?"

"The conditioned reflex is dormant?" Gu Fei patted it again.

It was only now that Jiang Cheng came to his senses, and he didn't say anything for a long time.