How did Xiao Ming die?

"That... what's your name?"

"..."

"My name is Shi Ming."

"...I don't have a name."

"How about calling you Shiliang? Do you like it?"

I know that I have already woken up, but the dream just now made me reluctant to open my eyes for a long time.

I recalled that dream over and over again, feeling a little lonely for some reason.

Shiliang.

I can barely remember this guy.

Open your eyes, the light is revealed from the gap in the curtains, it seems that the weather is not good.

Yes, it's snowing.

The circle of friends was swiped with the news that it was snowing in midsummer. Everyone seemed very excited, and some people were as anxious as the scientists.

Some TV stations prepared an analysis column on summer snowfall that day. Several experts talked about the causes of snowfall that are found in textbooks, and then changed the tone of the program to the excessive destruction of nature by human beings, calling on people to enhance environmental awareness for sustainable development. Make a contribution.

I turned off the TV.

Whether my injury is mild or not, say whether it is serious or not.

It hurts.

Thinking that I usually treat my deskmate well, but now that I am injured and don't even have a meal delivery person, I feel very sad.

I was sad, I was hungry, I wanted to eat when I was hungry, and then I took the money and went downstairs.

I was too hungry, so I went to the dumpling restaurant closest to my house, and when I went in, I asked the boss for a drawer of big stuffed dumplings with garlic.

This store only opened half a year ago. The dumplings are very unpalatable, but the business is booming because the owner is so handsome.

The boss looks like a guy a few years older than me, with a model figure, sharp brows, thin lips and single eyelids. The first time I knew him was on Weibo.

Someone secretly took a picture of him making dumplings and posted it on the Internet, and then Dumpling Brother became popular.

I took a look, hey, isn't this downstairs from my house?

My home is very close to the school, and the girls from the school saved this store. It is no exaggeration to say that the dumpling boy lives on his face, because the dumplings are too unpalatable.

"It's too unpalatable, how can your business survive." I frowned and said to Brother Dumpling.

"Haha, my business is doing well." He was very optimistic.

I was so hungry, even though it was terrible to eat, I still gobbled it up, it looked delicious, and I suddenly felt that my life was so cheap.

When I climbed out to eat, it was already past ten in the morning. During this time, I was the only one sitting in the store.

When the college entrance examination was approaching, my mother suddenly went on a trip. To save time, I often ate at this dumpling restaurant, and I was quite familiar with the dumpling brother.

After eating the dumplings, I went to the kitchen alone to serve some dumpling soup.

Then I heard Brother Dumpling calling someone in the back kitchen.

"Of course I know it's snowing, and I'm not blind haha. Shut up, it's none of my business, it's not me who is in charge of looking after the children, so I'll poke you blind again haha."

I was sitting on the pot table with half a bowl of dumpling soup, and he came out from the back room after making a phone call.

His expression didn't change, "Are the dumplings delicious?"

I didn't change my expression, "Brother, are you an undercover agent?"

"Haha."

"Haha."

Then I paid my bill and left.

Forgive me for my recent brain circuits always turning to suspense blockbusters, because I have experienced too many neuropathy things, and now I see everyone as a spy.

Laid out in bed all afternoon, was woken up by Koukou, it wasn't my deskmate, it was Xiao Yao.

After I called Lao Xiao back, I found out that Qian Duoduo's father settled the fire and the tractor incident yesterday.

"My tablemate and Qian Duoduo still have this relationship? Didn't you see how good they are?"

"I don't know, anyway, Brother Qian said that I contacted him yesterday, and he told us what happened to the two of you. It's okay, Brother Qian, you understand, if you treat him politely, he will lose the joy of living."

Yes, I understand.

Qian Duoduo lives up to his name, he is a fool and the second ancestor of Qian Duoduo is very righteous, we all like to cheat him.

Of course, he felt that being cheated was a kind of happiness.

I don't understand the world of the rich.

Anyway, these brothers he treats sincerely, although they are quite cheap, they also treat him sincerely.

It fully satisfies Brother Qian's vanity, and he can also do anything at critical moments. I think Qian Duoduo understands it himself.

So we usually cheat him unscrupulously, and he cheats his father.What about spending money to eliminate disasters? Parents will invest money to buy parents, send equipment for point cards, and Taobao will arrange homework during winter and summer vacations.

But I don't think my deskmate would call me Brother Qian. Old Qian probably has some interest in my deskmate, or he has a crush on my deskmate, or there is no other answer.

Then I almost fell in love with Brother Qian secretly.

Not long after I hung up Lao Xiao's phone, Brother Qian, who learned that I was injured, knocked on my door with a chicken in his left hand and a duck in his right.

Along with him are Xiao Yao and Wang Jiang.

The three of them put the big and small bags in my kitchen, and Brother Qian went to the sick bed to ask about my injury.

I held Brother Qian's hand and said excitedly, "The national policy has improved over the years, and medical insurance has also been established. If you have any problems, you can find the leader and feel the warmth of the organization."

Brother Qian said earnestly, "We must get close to the masses, go among the masses, and do practical and good things for the people."

The dialogue ended with applause.

Brother Qian gave me a table full of Chinese people. The four of us opened two bottles of wine and started eating.

"Xiao Ming, speaking of it, you and Xiao Yao knew each other before high school, right?"

"Well, my mother and his mother's yoga class met, and sometimes they would eat together."

"That's right, when I entered high school and entered class, I took a look, ah, isn't this my brother Ming?"

Although Xiao Yao and I had occasional contacts, we didn't have much interaction in the class during high school.Xiao Yao usually hangs out with General Qian Duoduo, and I haven’t spoken to General Wang for three years in high school, and Qian Duoduo only played games together after graduation.

Xiao Yao said, "I, the military seat, and Brother Qian's father have paid homage to each other. The three of us have been in the same class since kindergarten."

I nodded and said "I've heard of it", these three people have been inseparable all the time, and they are well-known three scumbags in school.In fact, Xiao Yao was the only one who committed the crime, Wang Jiang was only responsible for kicking back those who came to pick things up, and Qian Duoduo was responsible for reimbursement of medical expenses.

The silent Wang Jiang suddenly stopped his chopsticks and glanced at me.

After the last haunting incident in the teaching building, General Wang and I became life-and-death friends.

He looked at me, and I quickly burst into a warm smile.

He said, "Who are you..."

Oh, this big brother has forgotten me.He has already forgotten me, within two or three days.

And he actually eats at my house with a shy old face!I still use my bowl with the cute bear printed on it!I am only willing to use it when I eat strawberries!

Of course I was angry, and I cried.

"Ah! Three-year classmate, you don't remember my name, and the dead brother actually forgot my face!"

Xiao Yao hurriedly came to round up the situation, "Brother Ming, calm down, calm down, brother Ming, this is the only virtue in our military seat, don't you think he only remembers these few people in the three years of high school, he has social barriers, don't be as knowledgeable as him."

At times like this, Qian Duoduo also took the opportunity to tease General Wang, "Brother Jiang just lays down on the table when he goes to school, and puts on his earphones to copy in his pocket after school, without raising his head or opening his eyes. How difficult the route is, how can I have the opportunity to remember so many classmates, please be considerate."

I copied the kitchen knife, "Excuse me, this route attracts the most girls. Tell me how many girls in high school have been taken by this guy. Today I will vent my anger for the brothers."

Seeing me move the knife, Xiao Yao immediately hugged me, "Don't, Brother Ming! You have to forgive Junzuo, I remember that there was a black boss at the school gate who threatened to cut down Junzuo, and then Junzuo beat him to the police station to spend time with him. One night, the next day I went to a cram school with someone like a normal person. He can’t remember what he can’t remember. You have to swipe your face in front of him 365 times a year and he will remember you !"

As soon as I pushed Xiao Yao away, I waved the kitchen knife and started cutting pickles.

Just kidding, I haven't forgotten it, Wang Jiang is not only a tsundere, but also a tsundere with violent tendencies, I can't beat him.

However, Wang Jiang seems to be in a very good mood today, he is holding my little bear bowl and drinking soup with a calm expression on his face.

In Xiao Yao's words, the military seat gave an amnesty today, and we teased him today that he would be spared a beating, so we must seize the opportunity.

General Wang ate in silence, and went to the kitchen to refill himself after finishing a bowl.

Taking advantage of his absence, I secretly asked Xiao Yao, "In my impression, the only friends of the general are you and Brother Qian..."

"En." Lao Xiao held his chopsticks in his mouth, "Actually, Junzuo is a tsundere, he still wants to make friends, but he doesn't take the initiative to talk to others, and when others talk to him, he pretends to be cool and ignores them. Young man. By the way, isn’t I the same kind of person?”

"No, no, no." I shook my head, "My tablemate doesn't make friends because he dislikes others. He looks down on ordinary people. In a sense, it's another type of secondary disease."

Then I was puzzled, "But both of them have secondary illnesses. They should have a good relationship with each other, and they can discuss their illnesses together. But why does the general hate me so much at the same table? What's wrong with them?"

Qian Duoduo, who was at the side, suddenly started talking in a cliché, "Hey...Young man, you don't have much experience in the world at first glance. You know, when the second grader meets the second grader, the two eyes don't match. Not to mention that these two have been married before. I remember it was an autumn..."

"Brother Qian!" Old Xiao interrupted Qian Duoduo suddenly, "I'm afraid the military seat won't keep you until tomorrow if you tell me about this."

I was waiting for the follow-up with a blank face, but Qian Duoduo suddenly stopped talking and didn't mention it anymore.

"What's the matter?" I was curious, and panicked before finishing my sentence.

At this time, General Wang sat back at the dinner table with a bowl in his hand, "What are we talking about?"

"It's nothing, it's nothing, come, come, let's meet each other!" Xiao Yao raised his wine glass to smooth things over.

I took a sip of the beer and said casually, "The beer is delicious, but I actually said this thing is like horse urine, as if he had drunk horse urine."

"Pfft!!!" Xiao Yao and Qian Duoduo on the side took a sip of wine, then rushed to the toilet to find tissues.

I don't know if it's my illusion, just now I saw that Wang Jiang seemed to be smiling, and then he suddenly became depressed.

After dinner, the three of them offered to help me wash the dishes, make the bed and warm the quilt. I told them to get out of here and just help me take out the trash.

Before leaving, Qian Duoduo suddenly said, "By the way, Mingzi, do you watch Korean dramas?"

"Yeah..." I don't know why.

"I'll help my dad do some shopping the day after tomorrow. It seems that I can see some Korean stars. Are you going?"

"..." I said, "Brother Qian, can we stop talking about going to the auction like going to the vegetable market to buy vegetables?"

Actually, I'm still a little interested, my mother is not at home, and I need to change my mood.

"What does your dad want to buy?" I asked casually.

Qian Duoduo took out his mobile phone and found a picture, "That's the thing, it's creepy."

I took a look, and it turned out to be the missing iron baby I saw in the biological equipment room.

"I'll go with you." I said.