How much will you sell it to me?

141.

Before the age of 12, Lan's name was indeed Lan Jingde, but later Lan's mother divorced and remarried, and he followed his mother to Mu Le's father's house. His previous name and dark past were buried outside the door of his new home, and his name followed It became Mu Jing.

Lan said that the name Mu Jing sounded much better than his previous name.

"But it always reminds me who I am." What Lan said was unexpectedly childish, even if she claimed that her name was Lan Jingde... Isn't the fact still a fact?

As if seeing what I was thinking, Lan said, "If you have any doubts, hold back."

I:"……"

Lan: "Now I'm telling you a story, you can only keep silent, and I have the final say on what to make up."

Me: "...Actually, I don't really want to hear it."

Lan gave a "tsk", "No, I finally caught someone, listen to me!"

You have kept it in your heart for more than ten years, but you haven't found any problems. It's really hard work for you.

142.

Lan and Mueller are brothers.

Even if he is a brother without blood, Lan's forbidden feelings can only be hidden in his heart.

At the end of the story, Lan said: "I am much more pitiful than you."

Me: "Oh, really."

Lan: "You treat me to this meal."

Me: "Why?!"

Lan: "I'm more pitiful than you."

I have no sympathy for Lan, not only because he spent all my food money for a week, but also because he is just like me.

——I like it but I don’t like it.

It is a little too pathetic for two equally cowardly people to sympathize with each other.So simply don't have anything, those pity, sympathy, pity... don't have all, put them all away.

We don't need each other's sympathy.

...he spent all my meals for the week!

143.

An Yang would find me for dinner one or two days a week, but we hadn't seen each other since we met in the coffee shop last time.An Yang didn't come to the school to look for me on Saturday, I comforted myself that he might be in a hurry.

In the end, I waited and waited, the second Saturday passed, and An Yang still didn't come.

Lan said, "Have you got a girlfriend yet?"

I stomped on him, "I'll see him on Sunday."

That's what I said, but when I was ready to go, it was already the third week.

"...I will go to their school to find him on Sunday."

Lan digs his ears: "You say that every day."

An Yang and I have never seen each other for such a long time, why did he hide from me?

I didn't tell him that I like him.

144.

It's so hard to find someone in college, and it's Sunday.

I didn't have any hope. I wandered around the school twice and called An Yang.

Do not pick up.

I sent him a text message: [I am in your school, where are you? ]

After two or three minutes, An Yang called.

I pressed the hang up button without mercy, and sent him another message: [Where are you? ]

This time An Yang replied quickly: [Basketball gym. ]

145.

When I arrived at the basketball hall, An Yang was sitting in the auditorium holding a basketball and wiping it.

He saw me, threw the ball aside and stood up and asked, "Why are you here?"

I didn't answer.

An Yang said: "I was playing just now, I didn't hear your call."

Me: "Oh."

The two of us faced each other in silence.

Finally An Yang sighed, came down from the steps and hugged me.

I tried to push him away, but he hugged me even tighter.

"...a little uncertain." An Yang said, "Do I care too much about you?"

146.

An Yang and I sat in the auditorium, and the students who saw us hugging just now couldn't help but look this way.

"Aren't you going to explain?" I looked at the person who was looking over there.

"What?" An Yang asked me with a straight face.

I opened my mouth and found that I couldn't speak the truth in front of such a pure An Yang.

"...nothing." I said.

An Yang asked, "Have you had lunch?"

"not yet."

An Yang stood up, "Then go eat, stay here and..."

I raised my head and interrupted him: "In the past three weeks, the phone has not been answered or contacted. Do you have anything to say?"

An Yang was silent for a few seconds, then raised her arms to cover her face, "...I was just afraid that you would hate me."

147.

Neither of us spoke to each other on the way to the restaurant. When the food was almost finished, I said, "Why do you think I... um, hate you?"

An Yang turned her head away, her ears were a little red, as if she was embarrassed.

Excuse me what?Obviously he said it himself.

After a while, An Yang said, "You think I care too much."

I:"……"

I said such a serious thing that day, and he actually remembered it until now.

I wanted to laugh a little, the anxiety and apprehension of so many days dissipated because of his words.

As if back to my childhood, An Yang walked across the road to talk to me, he took the initiative to shorten the distance between the two of us, and walked with me for more than ten years.

I am glad that I met him when I was a child, and I am glad that his arrival has colored my bleak childhood. Similarly, I do not regret that I fell in love with him.Even if this is a fruitless, dark secret love.

148.

An Yang kept staring at me during the meal, and I felt chills behind him, so I couldn't help but raise my head and ask him: "What are you looking at?"

An Yang asked me back: "Have you lost weight?"

I:"……"

Father An asked me very worriedly: "Do you know that you eat on time, don't you just..."

"I've gained two pounds." I interrupted, "Now, shut up and eat."

An Yang was dissatisfied: "How could it be heavy? You shouldn't be able to eat or sleep without me being here."

I put my chopsticks into his bowl and said coldly, "Do you want to eat?"

An Yang: "Eat."

After dinner, An Yang said that he would send me back to school, and he asked a lot of random questions along the way.

Me: "Have you held back for three weeks?"

My last word blocked his mouth.

149.

An Yang sent me to the school gate and said, "I won't go in."

"Yeah." I nodded, "Go back and be careful."

An Yang stretched out his hand, I thought he was going to wave goodbye to me, but he half-wrapped me with one hand and whispered in my ear: "I miss you very much." After speaking, he turned and left.

I covered my ears and took a few steps back.

Oh shit!Neuropathy!

150.

"I think the way you two get along is no different from that of a couple." Lan stood behind me and watched me finish texting An Yang and said.

"I still think you and Mueller are like a couple." I mocked, "But are you two?"

Lan showed her white teeth, smiled falsely and said, "Yes."

"One-sided love?" I rolled my eyes.

"I don't understand why you fell in love with An Yang." Lan joked, "Junior Qiao Xi, why don't you consider me?"

I shivered, "Don't call me that."

Lan blinked: "Junior Qiao Xi, junior Qiao Xi."

I covered my ears and gave Lan a kick: "Get lost."

151.

Time flies, I entered the second year of high school, and Lan and Muller also graduated successfully.

The three of us ate mutton skewers at the barbecue stand in the evening. Lan drank a lot of wine, and finally lay down on the table and couldn't get up.

"You're not too dirty." I patted Lan, but Lan didn't move.

Mueller suddenly said that he had something to tell me, and asked me to go to a place with few people to talk with him.

I stood up and stared at Lan for two seconds, finally gave him a kick with a smile, and said to Mu Le: "Then let's go."

Seeing how I abused his brother, Mu Le felt very complicated. He hesitated for a moment, and walked over to rub Lan's leg in a silly way.

Wow, Lan is not sure how happy he is now, I should have broken his dog leg just now.

152.

Mueller hesitated for a long time, and his face turned red before he said the phrase "I like you".

I lowered my eyes, and when I looked up, I said, "Sorry..."

"You don't need to say it, I know it all." Mueller touched his head, "I know you don't like me. I won't have a chance to see you in the future, so I thought...at least tell you."

"...Thank you." I said.

Mueller laughed, "Well, let's go back, my brother is drunk, I don't feel relieved to leave him there alone."

I watched Mueller's back until he crossed the road before I looked away.

Muller is braver than me and Lan.I don't even have the courage to take the first step - because one-sided love is always accompanied by a fruitless ending.

153.

Back at the barbecue stand, Mu Le rushed to pay the bill. I couldn't compete with him, so I had to sit down and wait for him to come back.

Lan lay on the table and pretended to be dead. I kicked him and said, "Don't pretend, get up quickly. I won't take you back for a while."

Lan raised his head from the table, his eyes were clear, he didn't seem to be drunk at all, "Isn't there Muller?"

I twitched the corners of my mouth, "Please treat your younger brother as a human being, please. He is an art student, not a sports student. You are about [-] years old. If he drags you back, he will not die on the way."

When Mu Le came back, he was very happy to see his brother woke up, and asked, "Are you still leaving, or I will carry you?"

Lan said no, turned around and handed me 100 yuan, and said in a low voice, "Take a taxi and get out, your task is completed, leave the rest of the time for me and Lele."

Ah.

I walked home deliberately with 100 yuan in my pocket, and received a call from An Yang within two steps.

"Qiao Xi, do you want to die? What time is it, where are you shopping?!"

I asked very positively, "Would you like to come pick me up?"

An Yang: "Mili, give me a taxi and I'll pay for it."

Standing in the cold wind, holding 100 yuan in my hand, I couldn't help but swear: "Grass."