tattered

The two walked in silence for a while, only the small sound of plastic bags in the air.

Xie Lian couldn't help but look down.

"I just bought some food." Jiang Ye shook his ragged bag, "It's faster to take the shortcut to the park from the vegetable market home. I didn't expect to run into you."

Xie Lian let out a "hmm", shook the plaster with his school uniform, and asked, "Do you recognize those people?"

Jiang also said, "Yes, they are all from No. [-] Middle School."

There are thousands of people in No. [-] Middle School. Of course, it is impossible for him to call Liu Xiaoran by his name just because of his alumni relationship.He didn't know what kind of mood Xie Lian was in at the moment, or if he pushed the time forward, what kind of mood was Xie Lian feeling when he found out that he and Liu Xiaoran knew each other?Jiang should be ashamed that his alumni did this, but what made him feel even more ashamed was that the alumni were people he knew, and such a closer circle of relationships made him feel ashamed.

Xie Lian said lightly, "The Third Middle School is full of talents."

A sarcasm that any fool can hear.

Jiang was not a fool either. Although he tried to pretend he didn't understand, he failed in the end.He opened his mouth and said "I'm sorry" dryly.

"What are you sorry for? You didn't call me."

"I replace..."

"Okay," Xie Lian interrupted impatiently, "Don't do this for that, just look at my face for me." The nosebleed should have stopped, but it was wiped all over the place. He was afraid that he would go home Frightened Feng Ruzi.

Jiang also observed through the street lamp, the boy's left face was slightly swollen, blood was stained on the middle, and it was wiped on the cheeks and mouth, and the thick red stained the lips.He commented pertinently: "It looks good."

Xie Lian laughed angrily at him, "No, who asked you this?"

"Oh." Jiang also reacted and said, "The injury is a bit obvious, and your hoodie is also dirty."

While talking, he had already walked to the downstairs of the unit, and Jiang also looked at Xie Lian's sullen side face, and said carefully: "You go home directly, Auntie Feng will be worried, why don't you come to our house to take a shower and change clothes? I'll do it later. Put an ice pack on your face." Seeing the look in Xie Lian's eyes, thinking that he probably didn't want to meet Jin Yao face to face, he hurriedly added, "It's okay, my mother is not at home tonight."

Xie Lian wanted to laugh when he said this as if he was going to have an affair, but just as the corner of his mouth was about to turn up, he pulled the wound, and the smile that had just been raised drooped again.

So Xie Lian could only nod expressionlessly and said, "I'm in trouble."

Jiang also put his slippers in front of Xie Lian, "You can wear mine."

"It's a bit small." Xie Lian put his right foot in and tried it out, "Is there anything else?"

Jiang also smiled, "Then it's only my mother, who's even younger. Just make do with it."

Xie Lian asked, "Where is the bathroom?"

Jiang also went to the kitchen, and was putting vegetables in the refrigerator with his back to him. Hearing the sound, he stretched out his arms and gestured to the sofa not far away. Ask: "Would you like something to eat?"

"Farewell," Xie Lian slumped on the sofa, "What time is it?"

Jiang Ye had just left the kitchen and went into the bathroom. He raised his hand and pressed a button. After hearing the water heater beep twice, he wandered back to the living room and said to Xie Lian, "I'll make you a hot water heater." Chocolate bar."

Xie Lian didn't know where he had so many crap to mess with, and subconsciously wanted to refuse.But the smell of rust surged in his throat, which was so uncomfortable that no one could ignore it. Xie Lian felt that there was no reason to make things difficult for him, so he nodded and agreed.

Jiang Ye first dug out a large piece of chocolate from the cupboard, tore open the package, broke it into small pieces and threw it into a ceramic cup.In the end, there was still half left, and Jiang also carefully stuffed the half back into the box, folded the wrapping paper in half, and pressed it back into the cupboard.Then put the cup into the microwave oven and turn it twice. With the sound of "ding", the chocolate will softly melt into a fluid, leaving some irregular patterns on the wall of the cup, and most of them will gather in the center and hug in the cup. A piece releases a sweet aroma.Finally, pour hot milk into the cup, stir it with chopsticks, and Jiang Ye's homemade hot chocolate is ready.

While serving the hot chocolate to Xie Lian, Jiang also handed over a white ball that was steaming.

"You put an ice pack on your face."

Xie Lian looked at that tentatively considered "ice bag", and felt familiar, "Isn't this wrapped in a dishcloth?"

"Ah, yes." Seeing the change in his face, Jiang Ye hurriedly explained: "This is new, never used."

Xie Lian originally thought that the matter was already very embarrassing at this point, but he didn't expect that the more embarrassing thing was yet to come.

Jiang managed to find a towel, but it was still in half, the kind that was cut with a "click" by the scissors.

"The other half is a rag." Jiang Ye said again: "You can make do with it."

He was wearing makeshift slippers, a makeshift ice pack, and a makeshift towel over his elbow.

have to.

Xie Lian was actually not too dissatisfied with the matter of "making do with it", he just didn't understand how Jiang Ye's mother could be treated so badly.The rich people next to them don't talk about famous brands, at least they should have enough food and clothing, but how come they are so poor?

Xie Lian lowered his eyes and took a sip of the hot chocolate. The combination of milk and chocolate was addictive, and it hooked his taste buds to want more.A sweet chase.He was cured by the hot drink, and his brain entered the time to relax. He didn't want to think about those messy things, so he temporarily suppressed the doubts in his heart.

"The water is ready, let's wash." Jiang Ye's voice came from the bathroom.

Xie Lian responded, threw the towel over his shoulders, stood up and walked slowly over.

The shower went smoothly, there was no running out of hot water, power outage, or any fantasy incidents.Only when I was washing my face was it uncomfortable, I carefully wiped off the blood with my fingertips dipped in water, and I couldn't let the hot water touch the wound on my face.

After more than ten minutes, Xie Lian turned off the water and wiped his body clean before he realized something was wrong.The sweater was rubbed with dirt and blood before, it was a headache to look at, let alone wear it on the body again.

Xie Lian went to the door and opened a crack, shouting outside: "Jiang Ye."

Jiang should also be watching TV. The noise in the living room was a bit loud, covering his voice.Xie Lian had no choice but to shout again.This time Jiang heard it too, and replied in a tone of voice, "What's wrong!"

"Can you get me a change of clothes?"

Jiang Ye let out an "hey" and walked around pulling on his slippers. After a while, he came to the door of the bathroom and handed him a green T-shirt. "I wear both M and L, you must be too small. This one is bigger, try it."

Xie Lian shook off the bundled T-shirt, and the words "Longxing Travel Agency" were impressively printed on it.

Xie Lian: "..."

Jiang Ye was just about to go back to the living room when he was stopped by the person in the bathroom.

Xie Lian handed out the clothes and asked, "Can I change one?"

Jiang also said, "Huh?"

Xie Lian said succinctly, "It's too ugly."

"Oh." Jiang also suddenly felt that Xie Lian was actually quite a problem.But in line with the principle of "helping people to the home, sending the Buddha to the west", he obediently took the clothes, went into the bedroom and rummaged through the cabinets again.In fact, he didn't use it much, and he didn't have a few clothes.

It didn't feel right to pick and choose, Jiang also suddenly thought of the new clothes Jinyao gave him yesterday, the imitation of BOY.The clothes were one size fits all, he was wearing too big, Xie Lian should fit them just right.He saw a black T-shirt at the top of the T-shirt drawer, grabbed it and sent it to the big Buddha in the bathroom.

"Here," Jiang Ye said, "If you don't wear it again, there will be nothing left."

Xie Lian took the clothes and raised his eyebrows when he saw the print, but when he touched it, he felt something was wrong.He has a lot of clothes of this brand, and it is easy to tell whether they are genuine or fake, let alone such inferior imitations.

Xie Lian guessed that Jiang didn't know, otherwise, how could he give himself a counterfeit product without embarrassment?But not necessarily.Jiang also seemed to have no idea what embarrassment meant by wrapping ice cubes in a dishcloth to make an ice pack, and that half of the tattered towel.If this is the case, it is worth pondering, is it vanity, or something else?

Xie Lian wanted to say it.

"It's a lie"—it doesn't take much effort to say that.

The heat in the bathroom hadn't dissipated yet, and the rising mist suddenly reminded him of that cup of hot chocolate, which was cheap, ordinary, but unexpectedly delicious.

What's more, there is something called "humanity" in it.

After putting on the T-shirt silently, Xie Lian came out of the bathroom wiping his hair.

Jiang was also watching Central Eight's late-night ethics program, and Xie Lian sat down beside him silently.The man in the TV series was yelling something hoarsely, and Jiang was also fascinated by it. Xie Lian glanced at him, then turned his gaze to the TV, but didn't watch anything.

Even when he bid farewell to Jiang Ye at the end, he couldn't say that.