How much will you sell it to me?

110.

When I went to see Lan, the third year of senior high school was studying for self-study.

I was still hesitating at the door whether I should knock or not, but Lan had already seen me.He stood up and walked towards me, and called me "Junior Qiao Xi" with a smile.

I said, "Could you come out for a moment? What happened yesterday...I want to talk to you."

"Didn't I come out already?" He smiled and tilted his head.

I took a deep breath and said, "Please go to the playground and have a talk with me, okay?" I bit the first few words very hard, but it was the last two words that took my breath away.

I'm really not good at dealing with people with Lan's personality.

"Okay—ah." He stretched the first word very long, dropped the second word very lightly, and walked towards the stairs after speaking.

I stood at the gate of their class for two or three seconds before I moved away and quickly chased after him.

I need to be patient, I shouldn't be angry, why am I angry with a non-mainstream?Hahaha!

111.

It's still the season to wear half-sleeved shorts, and there are already people running on the playground just after six o'clock.

Lan walked slowly along the plastic track, and I followed him step by step.

After walking for about 2 minutes, he finally said, "The weather is not bad today?"

I:"……"

I thought I could bear it, at least until he asked me "what can I do for you", and the result?

He said "the weather is fine today"?

I gritted my teeth and said, "Well, the weather forecast says it will be sunny today."

Lan smiled.

He combed his hair that was too long today, and he looked lazy.

He is a completely different person from An Yang.

An Yang's smile was bright and full of energy.

Popular as a kid, and popular as an adult.

Naturally glowing, naturally attracting others.

I always say that I like him, but how do I like him?

112.

When I was in junior high school, one of the words An Yang said to me most often was "study hard".

"What about you?" I flipped through his schoolbag, and there were papers that were rolled up into balls of paper, and the highest score did not exceed 80 points.

"I'm in charge of supervising you to study hard." An Yang said as he rolled up the test paper and threw it into his schoolbag.

Once when I participated in a provincial mathematics competition, An Yang happened to be on vacation, so he sent me to the test center, with a thousand reminders—"Have you brought all your things?", "Don't be nervous about the exam, do you know?", "How much do you know?" After the exam? Let's go back together."

Next to the test center school was an elementary school, and the school gate was crowded with parents who came to pick up their children.

I pointed my finger over there and told An Yang that he should stay there.

An Yang patted me on the head and told me: "If my mother didn't ask me to send you here, do you think I want to come here?"

"Is Auntie in charge of you?" I covered my head.

An Yang gave a "tsk", and did not answer my question, but said domineeringly: "Answer my question just now."

I was taken aback, thought about it for a while, and replied honestly: "I brought everything with me. You are the one who is nervous... I am not nervous, don't look at me like that. After the exam at [-]:[-], you can go back first."

An Yang nodded, patted my shoulder, "Go."

When I walked to the school gate, An Yang called my name loudly.

"Josh!"

I turned my head, and An Yang had already walked into the crowd.

Among the crowd, I saw him at a glance.

He raised his hand to my side, smiled and shouted at me: "Come on for the exam!"

What kind of love do I have for An Yang?

I do not know.

I only know that the person who smiles brightly in the crowd is the one I like.

113.

Lan said, "Do you want to ask me why I know you like An Yang?"

I shook my head, "No, I just wanted to..." What was I just thinking about?

"Help me keep it a secret." I said, "I like An Yang, keep it a secret."

Lan showed a surprised expression, and then returned to her usual smile.There is always a smile on the corner of his mouth, when he is happy, when he is not happy... In the days that followed, I saw all kinds of smiles on him, but I never saw him cry.

"Okay." Lan said, "I thought you would defend yourself, but I didn't expect..."

"What's the excuse?" My eyes jumped across the playground and over the hill, and finally fell back to the bottom of my feet, "I like him."

I like him.

I can openly tell anyone that I like him, but I can't tell him alone.

I can only say "I like him" to others, I cannot say "I like you" to him.

"He" and "you" are pronounced and spelled differently.

It's so sad.

114.

Later, I always "ran into" Lan in various places such as cafeterias and playgrounds.

Every time he sees me, he smiles and calls me "Junior Qiao Xi".

I get numb after listening to it for a long time.

A month later, I met Muller for the first time.

In fact, it is not the first time. He is a student of our school, and he seems to play basketball. I sat in the auditorium to watch An Yang play in junior high school. I may have seen him before, but I didn’t pay much attention.

But this kind of meeting is indeed the first time...

Last week Lan got the phone number in my mouth, and this week it actively played its role.

"Off-campus coffee shop, you know where it is, come quickly."

As soon as I picked up the phone, the other end of the phone hung up after saying this sentence.

I originally planned to ignore him, but Lan sent me another text message: [If you don’t come, I’ll tell An Yang that you like him^_^]

I:……

115.

And now, in the coffee shop, far away from the window, I am sitting opposite Lan and Muller, and the atmosphere is extremely awkward.

It was the culprit——Lan was drinking coffee leisurely.

"Hello, my name is Mueller." Mueller said, and I looked up at him.

Müller is a big, cheerful boy with slightly curly hair (naturally, I guess), a sunny smile, and a shy look... so what the hell is going on here?

I turned my head to Lan.

Lan Hui gave me a bright smile, but ignored the inquiry in my eyes.

I cursed in my heart, nodded to Mu Le and said, "Hello, my name is Qiao Xi."

"I know you." The boy on the opposite side laughed, showing his white teeth, "I often see you sitting in the auditorium when I play basketball."

"Ah... Really." I couldn't keep up with the thinking of the person opposite me, so I replied stiffly.

"Nice to meet you, Josh," Muller said, holding out his hand to me.

I couldn't help myself in embarrassment, I stretched out my hand and shook him in a daze.

116.

Mueller left beforehand, and Lan and I sat face to face.

"Can you tell me what's going on?" My face collapsed and I asked him with a frown.

Lan laughed happily, half lying on the sofa and asked me, "Isn't he cute?"

After staying in the coffee shop for almost half an hour, the sky had already dimmed.

The restaurants and shops on the opposite side are all lit up with lights, the lights flashing in various colors, those colors are reflected on the translucent glass of the coffee shop, and the glass reflects the scenery of this corner of the city, bustling and lonely.

Lan's voice was very soft and slow, like the wind whispering, he said: "Let me tell you a secret—"

"I like him."

117.

I became acquainted with Lan later, probably because of this——

It doesn't matter if you fall in love with a sunny person, even peeping in a dark corner.

Both of us are cowards who dare not say "like" to each other.

How superficial "like" is, liking makes people daunting.

Lan talked a lot that night. He talked about them growing up together, about the stupid things Mueller did when he was a child, and about Mueller still being a big fool after he became an adult... All those words and words revolved around one person.

I forgot the question I wanted to ask, faded away the anger of being called out for no reason, and left a bitter taste in my mouth.

Lan asked me, "Do you remember the first time the two of us met?"

"Yeah." He suddenly mentioned this, and my expression was a little unnatural, "You give me a book."

Lan laughed, "Adult books."

I glared at him.

He smiled more happily: "Your expression was really bad at that time." He straightened up and sat on the sofa, "I'm sorry."

Lan made such a solemn apology, but I was a little uncomfortable, "It's okay, I'll just pretend..."

"I'm jealous, Josh." Lan laughed, covering his eyes with his hands. He laughed happily, but he didn't make the slightest laugh. To be honest, it was a bit crazy.

Then I heard him say, "He likes you."

118.

Should I be happy?Lan gave me a dirty book out of jealousy instead of stabbing me?

I said, "I forgive you."

My gaze was calm, and Lan on the opposite side stopped laughing.He put his hand down, his expression turned indifferent at that moment.

I asked him, "Introduce him to me or introduce me to him...why?"

Lan lazily leaned back on the sofa, and said jokingly, "Maybe I want you to reject him severely?"

I looked at Lan.

Lan's eyes drooped, "He wanted to know you, so I introduced you to him, that's all."

"What? I do not get it.

"Since childhood," Lan raised his head and looked at me with a smile, "I will satisfy any request he asks."

It's the same this time.

This time was the same as many other times.

That's it.

119.

Can't say who is more sad.

No one is more pitiful than anyone else.

The school was across the road, and I stood on the steps waiting for the green light.

All kinds of complicated emotions in my heart were mixed together, and the cool night breeze couldn't make me feel lighter.

The street was illuminated orange-red by street lamps and various light plates, and the sound of the horn was loud in my ears.

The moment the red light turned green, I looked up and saw a man standing across the street.

Even at night, that person seemed to be luminous, allowing me to see it at a glance.

"The person I like has a smile as bright as the sun."

I froze in place.

"An...Yang?"