free love

The cool wind is biting, but the food street at the North Gate is still lively, and the warm yellow lights on the street bring a touch of warmth.

Yuan Song looked down at Wen Qi who was beside him. He was still half a head shorter than himself, looking for him with a trace of curiosity.The noisy sounds on the street seemed to pass through a time tunnel, bringing Yuan Song back to the winter of the first year of high school.

That day seemed to be colder than today, and it was rare that Wen Qi didn't go home for a weekend vacation, so Yuan Song also stayed. Jiang Hao heard that the two of them were staying overnight in the dormitory, so they yelled together, and by the way, they could go to the Internet cafe to play at night.

Wen Qi didn't seem to have been to an Internet cafe, and he was curious to hear that there were people together. Jiang Hao led them into a small alley, and went straight to the second floor from an inconspicuous small door.

Wen Qi frowned as soon as he entered, and said sympathetically, "Do you usually play here?"

Jiang Hao didn't take it seriously, and turned on three computers like a regular customer, "Yeah, it's cheap here, and the computers are not bad."

"Aren't minors not allowed to enter?" Wen Qi looked around the hall, almost half of them were students like them, and some looked more immature.

Yuan Song has already accepted the strangeness, "That's what I said, but I haven't come here yet."

"But it smells bad inside." Wen Qi was a little hesitant. The smell of instant noodles, cigarettes, and box lunch were intertwined. It was really not a wonderful experience. "How long are we going to stay here?"

Jiang Hao snorted, and said disdainfully: "What a young master, we ordinary people all play like this."

"How about going back after playing for a while?" Yuan Song suggested.

"It's only seven o'clock, why go back so early?" Jiang Hao complained, "Play for two hours."

"One hour at most!" Wen Qi looked at Yuan Song and asked him to express his opinion.

Yuan Song looked at this and that, and finally decided: "Just one hour."

Wen Qi couldn't remember what he was doing in the Internet cafe. After being brought out by Yuan Song, for the first time, he felt that the outdoors in winter were not only cold but also fresh.

"Go buy something to eat." Jiang Hao suggested, "Eat at 05:30 is still a bit early, and I'm a little hungry now. Yuan Song, let's go eat Malatang."

"Okay, buy another cup of milk tea, Wen Qi, what would you like to eat?"

"I'll be just like you."

A stall selling mala tang stood on the side of the road, with three low tables and a few small stools beside it.Wen Qi sat on a small stool with legs curled up to help them occupy space, while Yuan Song and Jiang Hao were choosing dishes from the stall owner.

Yuan Song gave Wen Qi a bowl of prepared Mala Tang, and Wen Qi smelled it curiously, "It's quite fragrant."

"It's the best to eat in winter, if you don't have enough, you can add more." Yuan Song sat beside him, when Jiang Hao came over with three cups of milk tea and put them on the table.

Wen Qi picked up a chopstick and couldn't stop nodding after eating, "It's delicious, Xiang Feng's family is a doctor, and they don't let us eat this kind of roadside stall every time. They always say it's junk food, and there are too many unclean things. , it’s okay to eat it once in a while, and it tastes pretty good.”

Jiang Hao looked at him in disbelief and said, "So you're such a young master, you haven't even eaten at a roadside stall, so why don't you go to a noble school?"

Wen Qi said angrily: "Young master, I'm just an ordinary person, and I'm only a day student, so I don't have a chance to eat these."

Wen Qi sitting at the low table looked a bit out of place with the roadside stall, but Yuan Song felt that the sense of distance between him and Wen Qi was gradually fading.

"What are you thinking about?" Wen Qi stood in front of the Malatang stall and chose some dishes he wanted to eat, but the payer was lost in thought. Under the suspicious eyes of the boss, Wen Qi couldn't help but nudged him lightly with his elbow. one time.

Yuan Song woke up like a dream, "What?"

"Pay, dear!"

Yuan Song hurriedly took out money from his pocket to settle the bill, and said to Wen Qi who was still looking around, "Do you want anything else?"

"Just eat this, I haven't eaten for a long time." Wen Qi stood in front of the stall and watched the boss's movements, with nostalgia in his eyes, "The first time I ate this with you, I was sitting like a young master. Today, my young master Do it yourself."

"Master Wen, is this planning to go down to the grassroots?" Yuan Song joked.

Wen Qi felt a little uncomfortable, and said, "I'm a grassroots class, why should you and me be divided into two classes?"

Yuan Song looked him up and down, and clicked his tongue twice, "This whole body style is not something that we and other ordinary people can catch up with. Where can you go with your own halo!"

Wen Qi's serious expression couldn't hold back anymore, he just laughed out loud, "What common people, they don't live in the old society."

Just at this moment, the boss handed the cooked Mala Tang to Wen Qi. Wen Qi took it and walked to the small table behind the stall. He sat down casually without caring about the rubbish all over the floor, "Are you still eating?"

"You eat, I just finished eating." Yuan Song sat on the small stool next to him and watched him eat, and suddenly remembered something, Yuan Song asked, "Didn't you finish the exam, why do you have to stay in the dormitory for two more days?" ?”

"Wait for my friends to go back together." Wen Qi sniffed, his lips were already a little numb after being baptized by the pepper.

Yuan Song nodded and said, "I have an exam tomorrow morning, and I'm fine in the afternoon. If you're bored, you can come and play with me."

Wen Qi raised his head and paused for a moment before asking, "Is it not troublesome?"

"What's the trouble? There are still many people in our basketball team who haven't gone back. There are so many people."

Wen Qi was happy in his heart, but he just responded lightly on his face: "That's okay."

After eating, there was already light snow in the sky, Wen Qi tightened his coat and said, "I haven't returned the scarf to you yet."

Yuan Song said: "Forget it, I'll give it to you, I still have a few scarves."

Wen Qi teased, "So much, is it from my girlfriend?"

"Don't dare to compare with Young Master Wen, the scarf you received should be able to make a show." Yuan Song responded with a smile.

"That's a must." Wen Qi waved his hands smartly, "I'll go back when I'm full."

"Goodbye, call tomorrow afternoon."

As soon as Wen Qi turned around, he put away that artificial smile. The good mood of the night was ruined by the last few words. It was nothing to joke. In the end, he didn't know whether Yuan Song's scarf was given by someone else. I still bought it myself.

When I returned to the dormitory and saw the scarf that I had always cherished, I curled my lips, took it over and looked at it back and forth.

Did it come from a girl?

Wen Qi struggled with it for a long time, and finally resisted the urge to ask Yuan Song, and put it on the bottom of the cabinet.

The next day, while Wen Qi was still lying in bed, she was woken up by the ringing of the phone.

"Shall we have lunch together?" Yuan Song's energetic voice came from the phone.

Wen Qi closed her eyes, her voice was still a little hoarse, "What time is it?"

"It's past eleven o'clock and you still haven't woken up? I've finished the exam!"

Wen Qi turned over and said, "Go to dinner now?"

"Otherwise, you haven't eaten breakfast, aren't you hungry?"

"Okay then, I'll get up right away."

When Wen Qi arrived, there were two other people beside Yuan Song, both of whom he didn't know. They were talking and didn't notice him.

"Hello." Wen Qi patted Yuan Song from behind, the scarf wrapped around his chin covered his chin, because the wind was a bit strong, Wen Qi's eyes remained half-closed.

Yuan Song turned around and saw his appearance and said, "Are you still asleep?"

"It was blown by the wind." Wen Qi's hairstyle, which had been messed up in the dormitory for a long time, was already messed up by the wind, so he simply broke the jar and ignored it, casually pushed aside the hair that covered his eyes, and looked at the two unfamiliar selves beside him Introduction, "Hi, my name is Wen Qi."

Although the two people beside Yuan Song both wear glasses, they feel quite different.

"Zhang Zhaoyang is in the same class as Yuan Song." The boy in the khaki coat first greeted him, and then pointed to the shorter boy to introduce, "This is Liutang. He is a bit introverted and doesn't like to talk much."

Liu Tang just took a quick glance at Wen Qi, and before Wen Qi responded with a smile, he immediately looked away.Zhang Zhaoyang smiled apologetically at Wen Qi, but Wen Qi expressed his indifference.

Zhang Zhaoyang wears rimless glasses, his hair is not too long, his sweater vest is covered with a plaid shirt, and the woolen clothes he wears are not buttoned up. He is tall and has long legs, and he is full of confidence in every gesture.Liu Tang's bangs and black glasses that can almost cover his eyes make it almost impossible to see his appearance. He wears a bloated down jacket, and his eyes are evasive when making contact with people, as if he is always afraid that others will notice him.These two standing together are really far apart.But since they are all friends of Yuan Song, that person can't be wrong.

"Are you all in the same class?" Wen Qi asked Yuan Song.

Yuan Song said: "Zhang Zhaoyang is a buddy in the same dormitory as me, and Liu Tang is his friend. The two of them are often together, and they have become familiar with each other."

"Wen Qi, which department are you from?" Zhang Zhaoyang asked.

"From the Faculty of Arts next door."

"Then how do you know each other?" Zhang Zhaoyang continued to ask.

"He and I..." Wen Qi glanced at Yuan Song with a smirk and said, "We know each other."

Zhang Zhaoyang froze suddenly, staring at him in surprise, even Liu Tang beside him suddenly raised his head, piercing Wen Qi's sharp eyes.

Yuan Song didn't notice anything strange about the other two, and walked towards the cafeteria as usual, introducing the features of their cafeteria to Wen Qi while walking.

Wen Qi suddenly felt frustrated. He wanted to test Yuan Song's reaction, but he didn't receive the signal at all.Zhang Zhaoyang lost his composure for a few seconds, and immediately returned to his original state.Liu Tang also found that the staring time was too long and looked away.

During the peak meal time, the cafeteria was a bit crowded, Liu Tang and Wen Qi occupied the seats, Yuan Song and Zhang Zhaoyang rushed into the crowd.

Wen Qi and Liu Tang were sitting face to face. He just wanted to chat with Liu Tang, but Liu Tang immediately lowered his head and stared at the phone. Wen Qi curled his lips, and the atmosphere was awkward for a while.

Wen Qi had dealt with so many people, but this was the first time he had met such a completely closed-off person.Even if he had encountered such people in his life, Wen Qi would not take the initiative to provoke them.

"Liutang, what are you learning?" It's not Wen Qi's style to sit and wait for death, and he really can't stand the awkward atmosphere. Seeing Yuan Song still huddling around in the crowd, Wen Qi took the initiative to speak.

"Programming."

It really sounded like a mosquito, if it wasn't for Wen Qi's careful identification, I probably wouldn't be able to hear it clearly.

"It's very suitable for you." Wen Qi sincerely agreed, he really couldn't imagine the scene where Liu Tang took the initiative to talk to someone.

Liu Tang didn't answer and continued to look at his phone.

Wen Qi asked again: "Are your bangs so long that they don't cover your eyes?"

"got used to."

"How did you and Zhang Zhaoyang know each other?" Wen Qi was a little curious, these two were really not the same kind of people.

Liu Tang finally looked up at him and said, "Childhood playmate."

"You must be lazy, right?"

Liu Tang was a little speechless, not knowing the connection between childhood playmates and laziness.

Wen Qi didn't expect him to answer, and changed the subject again, "Why are these two so slow..."

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