Be good

In fact, how could my brother be doing in school? How could I ask others.

Lin Qianxi didn't understand Gu Yang's thinking very well, so he asked him without asking anyone. He seems to be very close to Zongcheng?

Gu Yang replied with a string of "...", probably not sure if he was joking.

Lin Qianxi was still holding the test paper that his brother had written for the three major questions, so he was not in the mood to chat, seeing that he didn't send out any substantive content, so he replied: Class is over, let's talk.

When it was the conclusion, it was sent into the classroom.

Ding Jie was lying on the table in the back row with a book covering his head. He seemed to be sleeping, but his clothes were wrinkled badly, and there was a faint footprint on his back. It was hard to deceive himself or others.

When Zhang Ren saw Lin Qianxi come back, he pursed his mouth and whispered gossip: "I haven't moved since I came back, it seems like I'm impotent."

"Oh, he has grown up." Lin Qianxi sat down, pressed the paper in his hand on the table, and read the densely packed problem-solving process on the last page.

The one who made Ding Jie "impotent" even wrote the numbers with a sharp feeling, and he could actually see the strokes.

Unfortunately, apart from this, I can't understand anything else.

Lin Qianxi closed the test paper, and the voice in his head seemed to come out again: Hey, you are really not a student, you can't learn well.

He, Lin Qianxi, was good at fighting and hanging around, so he might not be good at learning.

After another look, he folded the test paper twice and stuffed it into the book.

As soon as the school bell rang that afternoon, Lin Qianxi put on his schoolbag and left the school.

After leaving the door of the reception room, someone was already waving at him.

"Brother Xi!" Wang Xiao was waiting, and approached him to look at his expression: "I'm not happy, it really doesn't suit you to go to class."

Lin Qianxi stopped and looked at him.

Wang Xiao didn't see the displeasure in his eyes, and there was still a smile on Heibuliuqiu's face: "Is there any arrangement to take us with you today?"

Lin Qianxi looked at Xue Sheng and Sun Kai who were waiting behind him, and nodded, "Yes."

Wang Xiao asked: "What?"

"Go home and do your homework." Lin Qianxi pointed to the school gate: "Or go to study with the boarding students at night."

"..." Wang Xiao was stunned, watching him leave in front of his eyes.

Lin Qianxi planned to go home directly, but when he was halfway there, he remembered that there was nothing to eat at home.

Being freed requires the awareness of being freed, so he changed direction and decided to buy something to bring back.

The convenience store where my mother works is located near the city center, and I can get there by bus in four stops.

Lin Qianxi got out of the car, walked into the store, saw the shelves from the front door, but didn't see his mother.

Someone behind the counter was reconciling the account. When he heard a customer look up, he saw that it was him, and the sentence "Welcome" got stuck.

"Aunt Li." Lin Qianxi called her.

"Hey, it's Qianxi, I almost didn't recognize it, why are you here?" Aunt Li responded, and pushed the drawer of the cash register first.

Lin Qianxi took a look at her movement, then moved his eyes, as if he didn't see it: "Come to do some shopping, is my mother there?"

Aunt Li replied: "No, your mother is not at work today."

With an "oh", Lin Qianxi took a shopping basket and went to the back of the shelf.

Pick and buy the easiest things to make, such as tomatoes, eggs, and tube noodles, whatever is convenient for you, as long as you can handle the usual three meals.

Lin Qianxi went to the counter to check out with a basket of food, and Aunt Li was willing to open the cash register.

"Are you here to see your mother?" She greeted Lin Qianxi with a smile, although the smile was not sincere.

Lin Qianxi said, "I'm just here to buy things, it's fine."

"I thought it was the school calling your mother over again." Aunt Li put the things into a convenience bag with that stiff smile, and asked, "Keep it until your mother comes to tie it?"

"No, I'll tie it myself." Lin Qianxi paid the money, picked up the bag and left.

Before going out, he caught a glimpse of a row of shelves, and retreated to the back of the shelves.

That row is full of things for women, such as skin care products and cosmetics of popular brands, and even colorful hair ties.

Lin Qianxi didn't understand these things, but suddenly remembered that his mother had started to dress up now, and maybe she was quite satisfied with the person she met this time.

After watching for a long time, I took a box of perfume, remembering that my mother smokes, and if the man doesn't like the smell of smoke on her body, he can cover it up.

When he saw the price when he was about to put it in the shopping basket, he touched his pocket, took out his phone, clicked on it, and looked at his account.

Lin Qianxi has her own account, and Lin Huili pays living expenses in it regularly, neither more nor less.

Obviously, the mother and son live under the same roof, but it has always been this way. Since he was in high school, it is rare to even hand over things in person, let alone money, which is the most distinguishable thing between closeness and distance.

There was still money in the account, but it wasn't much, so Lin Qianxi figured it out and bought more tomatoes and eggs, so he took it with him for whatever he wanted to eat in the next few days.

After taking the box of perfume, he also took a hand cream and stuffed them into the shopping basket.

"The handsome guy who left just now is sister Huili's son?"

Lin Qianxi heard the voice and looked at the counter through the gap in the shelf. There was a young female teller.

"Are you gone?" Aunt Li stretched her head to look at the door, and then said, "Yes, you won't be able to recognize her if you change your clothes."

The female teller asked again: "Where did Sister Huili go, isn't there her class?"

"I went to pick up the child. The person I introduced to her has a very good son who goes to elementary school, which is much better than her own."

Aunt Li said "tsk tsk" twice: "As for her son, I was scared when I saw it, big bastard, once he was chased by some people to our shop, and they were all covered in blood by him, you Who are you talking about? I have to keep a close eye on the cash drawer even when he comes in. So, Lin Huili has to find someone to start a family quickly, so that she can have someone to rely on in the future. This one was born? Maybe it will go in someday..."

The conversation stopped abruptly, because Lin Qianxi walked over from behind the shelf.

He put what he had just picked up on the counter.

Aunt Li stuck there, her face turned blue and then pale, and she laughed: "Yo Qianxi, you haven't left yet?"

Lin Qian turned to the counter and said, "Do the math again."

"Ah? Okay..." Aunt Li buried her head in the settlement.

The female teller might feel embarrassed and went to the side to tally the goods.

Soon, Lin Qianxi scanned the payment code against Aunt Li's embarrassing face, picked up the bag and was about to leave, suddenly turned around, slapped her cash register with one hand, and said with a "bang", "Aunt Li."

Aunt Li was startled: "Huh?"

Lin Qianxi frowned: "Actually, people like me usually rob banks. You don't like this small shop, so don't worry."

After speaking, he took a look at her bluish and red face that could not hold back any words, then turned her head and left.

After leaving the convenience store, Lin Qianxi's smile disappeared, and he walked across the road and got on the bus.

When the car started, he saw a familiar figure walking on the opposite road.

His mother was wearing the long skirt she had seen in the morning, and she was leading a boy in a primary school uniform towards the store. On the way, she did not forget to reach out and lead the boy to the side of the road.

Lin Qianxi looked at the child, looking a little cautious, and kept silent as he asked him to walk.

He smiled silently, other people's children are quite obedient.It turned out that when his mother was not in front of him, she was quite motherly.

He turned his back to grab the pull ring, and half of his face was reflected in the door glass.

Lin Qianxi stared at one of his own eyes, and said in his heart: What's the matter, you, Ms. Lin has a good relationship with her, why should you worry about her?

The bus stopped.

Lin Qianxi got out of the car, his forehead felt cold, he reached out his hand to touch it, felt the dripping water, and looked up at the sky: "Fuck!"

It's raining.

He aimed at the door of a shop with few people nearby, and sprinted for [-] meters.

Just as he stood to hide from the rain, there was a loud "click" from the door behind him. Lin Qianxi turned his head and saw dim lights and several pool tables inside.

Standing at a table in the back was a man, wearing a short-sleeved black t-shirt, with his back to the door, rubbing the head of a stick with chalk. The light poured from above his head, spreading a bright yellow halo on his short hair.

It is Zongcheng.

There was another person next to him who got up from the table just after hitting a shot. He was from Class [-], who seemed to be called Jiang Hao, and said, "I thought you lived in school."

Zongcheng put down the fan: "I'm not used to it, so I'm not suitable for living on campus."

"What habit?"

"Study habits," Zongcheng said, "I'm used to organizing my own time."

"Is there still a habit?" Jiang Hao said with a smile: "I have learned a few things."

Lin Qianxi took a look, thinking that the world is so fucking small.

But think about it again, isn't this small place just a small, palm-sized place, where you can't see it when you look up and see it when you look down.

He didn't want to look at it at first, but Zongcheng got a glimpse from the corner of his eye and turned his head away.

Zongcheng held the pole in his hand, lowered his shoulders, and aimed at the table.

From Lin Qianxi's point of view, this is a very tricky angle. It seems that the scattered balls on the table are even more scattered from his position.

"Crack!" He suddenly made a move.

"Damn!" Jiang Hao immediately exclaimed: "Awesome!"

The table is almost cleared, except for one ball.

It's a pity, Lin Qianxi thought that if he found a better place, they would all get in, and couldn't help but "tsk".

Obviously the sound was not loud, but the two people at the pool table turned their heads almost at the same time to see it.

Lin Qianxi was caught off guard and exposed the fact of peeping, and moved at the door.

"Lin Qianxi?" Jiang Hao was a little surprised, looking up and down at him: "Why, you can do this too?"

Lin Qianxi couldn't help laughing: "Is there something I don't know how to play?"

Jiang Hao felt that his tone was too harsh, and his eyes were a little unhappy: "Then what do you mean by that sound just now? Do you think he didn't play well?" He handed the pole in his hand to the door, "Why don't you play a round?"

"Not coming." Lin Qianxi turned around: "I'm busy, passing by." As he spoke, he was about to step forward gracefully, but stopped again.

It's not the time to be chic, the rain hasn't stopped.

Jiang Hao usually knew too many things about Lin Qianxi, and had a bad impression of him, so he turned his head and whispered to Zongcheng, "Why is he here?"

Zong Cheng glanced at the figure at the door: "This is not a private site."

Jiang Hao still muttered, the phone rang on his body, he picked it up, hung up after a few words in a hurry, put down the pole and said, "My mother is looking for me, come here first today, continue another day."

"En." Zong Cheng took his schoolbag and handed it over.

Jiang Hao picked it up and went out, passed by Lin Qianxi, glanced at him quickly, still a little dissatisfied, covered his head with his schoolbag and ran away.

Lin Qianxi ignored him and looked in the door.

Zong Cheng lowered his head to wipe the pole, then suddenly raised his head to look at him, hooked a plastic stool with his foot, and kicked him in his direction.

Lin Qianxi stood for a second, glanced at his trousers that had been splashed with water, walked in with his things, and sat down on the stool.

A waiter inside raised his voice and asked: "You guys, how are you playing?"

This means to charge.

Before Lin Qianxi could speak, Zongcheng said, "He's with me, so it's mine."

"Okay." The waiter automatically disappeared again.

Lin Qianxi raised his eyebrows: "I knew I wouldn't come in, and I didn't even take the money?"

Zongcheng pointed to the pole on the table: "Then you take it."

"No," he said.

Zong Cheng glanced at him, turned his head and went to play with the ball, as if he wanted to do whatever he wanted.

Lin Qianxi was sitting less than one meter away from him, watching him swinging the ball alone, cleaning the club, and preparing for another shot, he suddenly felt strange.

The two of them didn't say anything else, as if they were admiring him alone.

He turned his head and looked outside, regardless of the rain, stood up and said, "I'm leaving."

Zong Cheng didn't look back: "Yes."

Lin Qianxi thought of something, and suddenly took something out of the bag: "I don't want to sit here with you for a few minutes, just give you something."

Zongcheng turned around.

Lin Qianxi took out the box of perfume, "This, I'll treat it as compensation for the day I vomited in front of you." And then the hand cream: "This, I'll wipe your hands as if you wrote my paper by hand. "

Both things were placed on the pool table by his hand.

Lin Qianxi raised his eyes suddenly, and suddenly realized: "Yes, that's it, this is for you!" After speaking, he didn't give him a chance to refuse, and went out directly.

Zongcheng kept watching his back disappear before looking at the things left on the table. After a moment of inexplicability, he picked up the box of perfume and whispered, "Fuck, this taste?"

Sweet-scented osmanthus.