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Baihua Hutong is just like its name. Flowers and trees are planted at the door of every household. The flowers bloom very large, pink and tender.Even before turning into the alley, you can smell the fresh fragrance. Some old people had dinner early, and now they have moved their benches out to chat.

Every family living here doesn't like to close the door, the door is open, Jiang's house is very quiet, there are two people in the family, but so far only two words have been spoken.

Jiang Yu's door was locked, and he didn't have much homework, but he didn't want to finish writing so quickly, so he deliberately slowed down a lot.On the draft paper next to it was his handwriting. The formula steps and answers were written over and over again. I didn't want to write any more, so I took out my phone and looked at it for a while.

Probably because of the lack of homework today, no one in the class group spoke quietly.Jiang Yu didn't know what to do with his mobile phone, but his fingers didn't want to be idle, so he clicked on the group members and slowly slid down.

The names are arranged alphabetically. Jiang Yu clicked "Z" directly and saw Ziluo in the middle.

The two of them actually use WeChat a lot, but the contact information of the classmate group and the teacher are all here, so sometimes they make a picture for convenience, and they will click on the avatar to say a few words.

Zi Luo's profile picture is very simple, with deep blue sea water and endless purple sky.Yungang is very famous, and many tourists come here to play in summer. Although he grew up in S City, Jiang Yu has never been to Yungang.

After staring at the photo for a while, Jiang Yu took out his earphones and played the song.

He closed his eyes and listened for a while, then turned the lyrics out again.Maybe it's because I have understood my thoughts long ago, and the feeling that I have been suppressing has been surging in my heart for an instant after reading the lyrics, and even my cheeks are slowly burning hot.

He was very upset when he saw the lyrics that night. He thought of Zi Luo and Hou Yi singing a song on the stage that meant "You and I will go back to the place where you made me fascinated..." It was very awkward , he thought to himself, what's the matter with two big boys singing this kind of love song together?

But he is about to sing this song with Zi Luo, so what?

Would Zi Luo care about this?Does he think it's a bit strange for two boys to sing this song, or does he think it's nothing at all, just a chorus of friends?

Jiang Yu closed his eyes, and when he heard the song at the end, he sang along softly.

"In another life I'd do it all again a thousand times..."

The prelude to the second round sounded, and there was a sudden "bang bang" knock on the door, which scared Jiang Yu into a shiver, and then took off the earphones.

Jiang Dezhi's voice sounded outside the door: "Jiang Yu, come out for dinner."

Jiang Yu responded and opened the door.

Xu Meiyin opened a clothing store in the shopping mall. It was quite big, and the store hired employees.But there should be some promotional activities these days, so those who came back were a bit late.

Jiang Yu walked to the living room and glanced at the food on the table.

Cold dishes and two small stir-fries are old-fashioned appetizers.Jiang Dezhi sat down and poured half a glass of wine, and said, "There are noodles in the kitchen, go serve them yourself."

The kitchen was filled with the aroma of noodles, Jiang Yu pursed his lips and filled two bowls, scooping up a lot of meat while filling the soup.

Jiang Dezhi was eating cold dishes and drinking wine, while the TV was on and the news was on.Jiang Yu brought it to him: "Dad."

Jiang Dezhi saw that there was a lot of meat in the bowl, and he was still chewing on the cold dish, so he reached out to take it.The father and son didn't speak, and the whole room could only hear the sound of the TV.

At the end of the news, Jiang Dezhi was habitually waiting for the weather forecast.Finally, after the word Zhang□□ passed, Jiang Dezhi finally opened his mouth to break the tense atmosphere: "Why don't you eat vegetables?"

Jiang Yu didn't look up, but glanced at the two plates in front of him, hesitated for a while, and still picked up a piece of meat, and slowly stuffed it into his mouth.

The taste of the dishes was bland, but the taste of the meat was too strong for Jiang Yu to eat.

Jiang Dezhi took a sip of white wine, and glanced at him: "You are a boy, why do you eat slowly like a girl? Can you be full if you eat this little every day?"

Jiang Dezhi talked a lot about his meals, and Jiang Yu listened silently every time. When Jiang Dezhi was in a good mood, he could reply a few words, but he didn't want to talk much now.

Jiang Dezhi picked up the meal, snorted and ate several big mouthfuls, and then said to Jiang Yu: "See, men should eat like this!"

The sound of sucking and eating and the sound of eating and mouthing rang in the ears, almost piercing into people's ears.Jiang Yu lowered his head and took a mouthful of noodle soup. Seeing his appearance, Jiang Dezhi took another mouthful of food and said, "Isn't this food very good? If you don't want it, I'll eat it!"

Jiang Dezhi asked him before when he was eating, why didn't he eat vegetables?Jiang Yu replied that the taste was too bland.In fact, Jiang Dezhi asked a lot. Every time he asked Jiang Yu, he would always answer that the taste was too bland, he didn't like this dish, and so on.

Almost all the dishes Jiang Dezhi cooks are prepared for drinking. The mixed pot of stir-fried dishes looks quite unappetizing, but Jiang Yu will also eat some.

Their family ate a lot of noodles since they were young, and they were used to it. Jiang Yu liked it very much. After all, the food was not to his liking, so he had to eat more noodles.Jiang Dezhi would not pay attention to what he said every time before, so he would do it the same way next time.Later, when Jiang Dezhi asked again, he didn't say anything. After all, he didn't cook, so he couldn't be picky.

Xu Meiyin also told him several times, saying that all the dishes you cook here are all things, and any messy dishes can be fried in one pot, or there is no salt at all, or the chicken that has been fried in a pot just doesn’t come out, put it in There are only a few pieces of meat in a small plate, do you want someone to pick it up or not?

Jiang Dezhi was annoyed at the time, and he would eat as much as he wanted, so why didn't he do so many things by himself? I think this is very good!

Since then, Jiang Yu has never expressed any opinion on this matter.

Jiang Dezhi didn't cook like this in the past. In the few years after Jiang Lai's death, Jiang Dezhi couldn't do anything and had a particularly violent temper.Later, when Jiang Yu was twelve or thirteen years old, he ate a normal meal for a while, and gradually changed. Jiang Dezhi couldn't control his drinking capacity, and he only cooked what he liked, whatever was convenient for him.

Jiang Dexing is Jiang Yu's second uncle, and Jiang Yu is not close to him.Jiang Dezhi was his father, and Jiang Yu didn't have a deep father-son relationship with him.

Jiang Dezhi loves to drink, and every time he drinks, he either curses or goes crazy, which often makes the family restless in the middle of the night.He scolded everyone he saw, and even more so when he saw Xu Meiyin and Jiang Yu at home.

Ever since Jiang Yu was five years old, this was the Jiang Dezhi he remembered - irritable, unreasonable, who would beat him and slam him with dirty words.

Hitting him was something that happened when he was a child, and Jiang Dezhi hasn't hit him since he grew up.Although Jiang Dezhi was normal when he wasn't drinking, Jiang Yu and him would watch TV together and talk about studies.But it doesn't take long to get drunk and swear, everything will return to the original point, and even push the two of them further and further apart.

Jiang Yu ate fast, cleaned the bowl after eating, glanced at the enough noodles in the pot for Xu Meiyin, then washed his hands and went back to the house: "I'm going in to do my homework."

Jiang Dezhi held the remote control in his hand, didn't look at him, and said, "Go."

There was a little homework left, and Jiang Yu finished it in a while.There was a sound from the yard, footsteps gradually approaching, and Jiang Yu heard Xu Meiyin's voice.

Jiang Dezhi said: "There are noodles in the pot, and there are dishes to order, and you can eat it as soon as it is heated."

The mall is still closed at this point, Xu Meiyin came back first.She put down the bag and said, "I don't want to eat anymore. Let me eat the rice cooked by Xiao Liu from home."

"Then you didn't say it earlier? I made a big pot of noodles." Jiang Dezhi raised his voice a little, "What do you eat from other people's house? You can eat it if she asks you to eat it?"

Xu Meiyin was tired all day, and her voice was also low. She raised her head and glanced at Jiang Dezhi: "Why are you losing your temper? If you can't finish eating, just eat tomorrow morning."

"up to you!"

Xu Meiyin didn't bother to talk to him, and went to the room to change clothes.

Jiang Yu packed all the books and went out to find Zi Luo. He stood at the door for a few minutes and saw Xu Meiyin coming out: "Mom, I'm going to Zi Luo's house. I'll be back later."

"Oh, don't be too late."

"understood."

Zi's ​​family had just had dinner, Xie Xiaoan was cleaning up the dishes, and Ziluo stood aside to help her clean up the table, Xie Xiaoan saw him and gently pushed him away: "I'll just come by myself, you and your dad will watch TV and chat." chat."

When Jiang Yu walked in, Zi Luo had just wiped the table clean. He raised his head and saw his eyebrows twitched. Xie Xiaoan came out of the kitchen and stood in the yard when he saw Jiang Yu: "Xiao Yu, have you eaten yet? Didn't eat the kitchen? There is food, I will warm it up for you."

Zi Chengmin also got up from the sofa and walked over when he heard it. Jiang Yu said hello to Uncle and said, "I've eaten, I'm here to find Ziluo."

"Oh, fine." Xie Xiaoan prepared a fruit plate and stuffed it in his arms, "Go back to the house, I will watch TV with your uncle."

Jiang Yu entered Ziluo's room with the fruit plate in his arms. The desk was as tidy as ever, and a book was spread out there.Jiang Yu held it in his hand and looked at it, and found that it was a book of physics analysis questions.

"Why have you been reading physics questions recently?"

Zi Luo wiped his freshly washed hands, closed the book and put it aside: "Get ready for the competition."

Jiang Yu nodded and said, "I should watch it too."

Although Jiang Yu's grades are not as good as Zi Luo's, her grade ranking has been hovering around 37, and she is also a student that Hu Xiaoping has always valued.Both of them are good at science, but Zi Luo's Chinese is not as good as Jiang Yu's. Every time his composition is deducted a lot of points, Lu Yuanshan, the Chinese teacher, frequently names and criticizes him.

Two sheets of paper were spread out in front of him, and Zi Luo specially made notes for Jiang Yu.Jiang Yu pinched a grape and stuffed it in his mouth, looked closer at the lyrics, and found that there was no translation on it.

He secretly sighed, okay.

The windows are not closed, the wind is not so cool at night, it is quite comfortable to blow in.Zi Luo sat side by side with him: "Isn't it clear at a glance? Just focus on practicing the parts you want to sing."

The sections to be sung have already been divided, and the song still has a chorus. Jiang Yu looked at it carefully for a while: "Why do I sing more parts than you?"

Zi Luo took out a pen and drew out a paragraph: "Here is a chorus, I will cooperate with you in bass."

"Then I have too much to sing...how about we switch?"

Zi Luo didn't say a word, he clicked on the song and plugged the earphones into his ears, skipped to this section on purpose, and after listening to it for a while, he said, "I have no objection."

Jiang Yu retreated: "...No change, no change."

It sounds easier to sing alone.Jiang Yu looked at the comments made by Zi Luo: "Did you do this before you came to power in the first year of high school?"

Zi Luo thought for a while before realizing what Jiang Yu was referring to: "No, I just sorted out the piano score."

"Oh."

When Zi Luo was young, he was well-prepared, but when he grows up, he will not be able to, because there is actually nothing difficult.If he is the only one on stage this time, maybe he can choose another song to play, play and sing, but after all, with Jiang Yu this time, he can't be perfunctory.

He didn't want to sing so much, he wanted Jiang Yu to sing more.I want others to know that Jiang Yu is not a gangster who knows how to fight. He is not only a student with good grades, but also has more advantages, which are enough to radiate more light in people's eyes.

"You sing this part." Zi Luo took a pen and drew out a line of lyrics, "Start the chorus here."

Jiang Yu's gaze moved from Zi Luo's fingers to the circled lyrics, which was a line he had heard many times: "Tellmethaveisenough."

Jiang Yu memorized every lyric of this song even if he didn't read the translation. When he looked down, the translation was automatically added after every English sentence, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

Zi Luo moved his hand a little, his fingers resting on the pen, the fingertips turned slightly white.Those hands are slender, with well-defined joints, soft and shiny.Every time he moved, Jiang Yu's eyeballs also shook.

Zi Luo said a few words, but couldn't hear a response. He looked up at Jiang Yu who was clearly in a daze, and he looked at it for a while: "What are you thinking?"

"Huh?" Jiang Yu met his gaze, realized that he had just seen the magic of his hand again, and hurriedly looked away from Zi Luo's gaze, "It's nothing, you can say it again."

Zi Luo took a few seconds to look away from his face, and repeated what he just said.

Jiang Yu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and turned his attention to the piece of paper.

"From here on, it's mainly you singing, and I'll sing along with the bass." Zi Luo's pen stopped on a line of lyrics.

Jiang Yu's gaze froze.

That was exactly what he had sung along to an hour ago.

In another life I'd do it all again for thousands of times.