Is the senior going home today?

Lin Qianxing stood at the door, with her head thrown back deeply, breathing in the aroma of flowers and plants in the small courtyard, her chin, neck, and protruding Adam's apple formed a short curve that rose and fell.

The sky has begun to turn white, surrounded by a thin mist.He sat on the steps at the entrance of the small building, glanced at his phone, it was 5 in the morning, there was no need to go to bed, and he couldn't fall asleep anyway.

His recent sleep disorders are more serious than before, sometimes because of Lin Yu's illness, sometimes because of himself.

After lying down all night and waking up, I don't know whether I fell asleep or not.He has been controlling to take less sleeping pills, which are not easy to buy, and pharmacies can only buy one at a time.

Last time, Gaopeng asked someone to help him save a small bottle, but he didn't dare to use it often. It would damage the brain, so he would not eat it if he could not eat it.

He knew that Yuan Ze had something to do with the insomnia tonight.

Every new person who breaks into his life will make him uneasy for a long time, and he can't explain why, sometimes this uneasiness can disappear, and sometimes it will intensify, and he can only get through it on his own .

A black-and-white kitten jumped down from the flower bed, came to him on tiptoe, tilted its head and rubbed against his leg, meowing "meow meow".

"Mijiu, why don't you sleep?" Lin Qianxing spread his legs, let the kitten lie on his lap, and gently stroked its back with his hand, "Oh, by the way, you are a night owl."

"Well," Lin Qianxing approached with his head down, touched the tip of the rice wine with his own nose, it was cold and slippery, he held the body of the rice wine with open hands and weighed it, "Fat rice wine, Jiang Ran raised you so fat."

He raised Mijiurouhuhu's little paw, and gently pinched it on the soft pad, revealing the kitten's curved and sharp nails, "When he comes back, let him take a bath and cut your nails."

After weighing it, he wrapped the rice wine into his arm, bent his slender fingers, and gently combed its fur.For no reason, I thought of someone leaning in my arms, looking very good and helpless.

One person and one cat sat quietly on the small steps paved with bluestone slabs in the early morning when the mist gradually dissipated.

......

When Yuan Ze woke up on the sofa, the morning light had already shone in through the small balcony.He opened his eyes in a daze, raised his hand to block the bright sunlight, lay down and stretched, and the dust he brought up was flying in the wisps of light.

He thought for two seconds, then suddenly came to his senses and sat up, and found a very serious problem, no toothbrush, no towel, no clean clothes, no bath... hurried to the bathroom, struggled for a long time, what should I do? Don't take a bath, it's summer, I sweated all over yesterday, and my body smells really bad.

But there was no change of clothes after washing, so Yuan Ze wiped his face with a handful of cold water, and rushed out with his head down.

No matter what the pair of mandarin ducks in the dormitory are doing now, they have to go back to the dormitory right away, brush their teeth, take a shower, and then pack up their luggage and bring them here.

As soon as Yuan Ze walked out of the small building, he was tripped by a person sitting on the steps. The person who didn't take a shower has no image, and he doesn't care about the image. He blurted out an irritable voice, "What's blocking the way? Where's the COS land master?"

The kitten was frightened and jumped out of Lin Qianxing's arms.

Lin Qianxing turned her head sleepily, only to see two long legs stepping past her.

With great difficulty, he stared shallowly for a while before being knocked awake, and the sharp claws of rice wine left a few red marks on his arms.

Lin Qianxing wanted to get angry, but before he had time, the man opened the courtyard door and went out.

The door was not closed, the courtyard door was wide open, and the noise from the alley poured in.

Lin Qianxing pinched the center of her brows with two fingers, watching Yuan Ze disappear through the door: Where the hell did this poor thing come out of?

Swallowing this breath, Lin Qianxing stood up, stretched his waist after sitting stiffly for a long time, and went to close the courtyard door.

The untidy thing folded back within half a minute, pushed the door open, and knocked Lin Qianxing who was about to close the door staggeringly.

Yuan Ze glared at him, went to the small flower table and brought the small bicycle over, straddled the seat of the bicycle, there was a small slope inside the gate of the yard, and rushed out just in time.

Push your feet hard on the ground, step on the pedals, and the bicycle does not move at all.

Yuan Ze tilted his body, propped his feet on the ground again, and looked back with a frown.

The rear rack of the car was grabbed, Lin Qianxing raised his chin, his peach eyes narrowed, and a narrow smile hung on the corner of his mouth, "So angry so early in the morning? Do you want me to help you extinguish it, Yuan Ze?"

Young Master Yuan, who felt that his whole body smelled like rubbish, was straighter than a telephone pole, and he didn't bend at all. He followed Lin Qianxing's words, "Let go, I didn't brush my teeth or take a bath, I'll kill you. "

"..." Lin Qianxing paused and let go of his hand.

The little bicycle rushed out like a dart.

It wasn't until entering the north gate of Huada University, probably because it was close enough to the shower in the bathroom, that Yuan Ze's mood began to calm down bit by bit.

Thinking back carefully, I didn't understand why I was so angry at Lin Qianxing.

Maybe it's because of illness, maybe it's because he didn't take a shower, but it seems to be nothing, just inexplicable anger.

Lin Qianxing is a good landlord, the rent is only paid for one month, the deposit can be delayed, he also feeds himself medicine, prepares dinner for him, lets him sleep in his own room, even the landlord's girlfriend is very polite to him... ..

When he arrived at the dormitory building, Yuan Ze got out of the car with his long legs, and went upstairs with his small bicycle.

I don't know if it's because the cold hasn't fully healed or because my thoughts are too complicated, and my head starts to hurt faintly again.

Forget it, don't think about it if you don't understand it, take a shower, pack your things, and welcome a new life.

Yuan Ze shook his head, and used his free hand to pull his hair, feeling sticky between his fingers, and it smelled like cold medicine.

Opening the door of the dormitory, the pair of mandarin ducks were still closed behind the curtain, and two pairs of very old hole shoes were placed by the table, one black and one red.

The phone was ringing just after entering the door, Yuan Ze took out the phone and glanced at the caller ID, hung up without thinking, and stuffed the phone under the pillow.

The phone rang persistently over and over again.

The male mandarin duck opened the curtain, stuck his head out to look around, smacked his lips loudly, and retracted his head back into the curtain.

Yuan Ze was reaching for the laundry bag thrown on the bed, took it off when he reached it, and looked down for clothes inside.

A coquettish female voice came from the curtain, "It's so noisy, it's really annoying."

The male mandarin duck opened the curtain again, "Hey, big brother, that... when did you come back?"

Yuan Ze took his clothes and walked to the bathroom, lazily replied two words, "Just now."

"That...Brother, your phone is ringing."

The masseter muscles on the side of Yuan Ze's face tightened, he turned around and took out the phone from under the pillow, and pressed the answer button while walking to the bathroom.

Yuan Hao's business-like voice came from the phone, and he couldn't hear his emotions, and he didn't ask him why he didn't answer the phone just now.

Everything is a fixed pattern for two people to get along with and will not change.

After Yuan Ze connected the phone, he said "Hello" and stopped talking. He silently held the phone to his ear and walked into the bathroom.

Hang up the clothes, put your favorite white moss-flavored shower gel and shampoo on the metal rack by the wall, unscrew the shower, adjust the valve to the left, the water flowed on the body a few times, and finally turned off the phone Throw the key on the soap holder behind you.

Yang took off his clothes and threw them on the washstand beside him.

Yuan Hao's robot-like voice came out through the "squeaking" sound of water, "Are you at school?"

With the sound of water rushing out of the shower as the BGM, Yuan Ze's distaste for the voice on the phone was reduced a bit, and he could calmly answer, "Not here."

"Dad wants me to come and talk to you. I'll come over tomorrow."

"I'm not here."

"I'll be there at noon tomorrow, let's have lunch together." Yuan Hao didn't care what Yuan Ze said, or he didn't want to listen to Yuan Ze's words.

"Tell me that I'm not here." Yuan Ze endured it, so he didn't shout "Are you deaf" to his brother.

"where did you go?"

"Dead." Yuan Ze squeezed a small lump of pure white shampoo, rubbed it in the palm of his hand, and rubbed it on the hair.

"Wait for my call tomorrow morning." Yuan Hao said, "Mom also wants to come together."

Facing the water flow, Yuan Ze rinsed off the foam on the top of his head, inserted his fingers into the wet hair and stroked it, and pulled a towel to dry his face.

"Okay, I'll answer you seriously. I'm in social practice for the past two days, not at school, so change the time," Yuan Ze stood outside the stream, lowered his head and said to his phone, "Of course, it's best not to see each other."

"Social practice is today, tomorrow, these two days?"

"Ah."

"Then Mom and I will arrive at noon the day after tomorrow, remember to answer the phone." Without any intention of discussing, Yuan Hao hung up the phone after speaking.

Yuan Ze glanced at the phone, watched the screen of the phone go dark, stood under the shower again, and slapped himself with shower gel vigorously.

After taking a shower and putting on his work clothes, Yuan Ze dragged out his big suitcase from the wardrobe, and Yuan Ze started to pack his things.

The head of the male mandarin duck came out from the middle of the curtain again, his eyes rolled twice, "Um...Brother, pack your suitcase and go home?"

"Yeah." After packing the suitcase, Yuanze took out another one from the neatly folded white laundry bag in the closet, went to the bathroom to stuff the dirty clothes he just changed into, and tied the bulging laundry bag to the suitcase. on the lever.

With the backpack on his back, the suitcase in one hand, and the small bicycle in the other, when he was walking out, he caught a glimpse of a set of small carving knives on his desk. Yuan Ze turned back and stuffed the small carving knives into his trouser pocket.

Passing by the bed surrounded by curtains, Yuan Ze stopped and patted the railing beside the bed, "You don't need to wrap the curtains, it's hot in summer."

"Thank you brother, I'm sorry to disturb you."

"...When I left, the water and electricity were turned off, and the door was locked."

Fixing the suitcase to the rear rack of the small bicycle with buckle straps, Yuan Ze rode to No. 46 Danxia Lane.

Today I chose a new route, going in from Erdao Street.Erdao Street is a dead-end road, with several small forks in the middle, like spider webs. One end of the main road is connected to Danxia Lane, and the other end is built with a gray wall. In the circle, the word "demolition" was written in the circle.

No one knows what the meaning of the word "demolition" is to tear down this wall?To say that this wall is really difficult to dismantle, the word "demolish" has been hanging there for three years, and not even a piece of the wall has been removed.

Yuan Ze chose a small fork in the road very close to the wall.When he rode over, he found a group of people by the wall, with hair of various colors, colorful tight T-leggings, and hemp legs surrounded by elephant legs, all of them were holding sticks and chains in their hands. A gong-like voice was shouting something.

It's not his style to meddle in other people's business, Yuan Ze cycled slowly and turned right.

The small fork road has been in disrepair for a long time, with potholes and bumps that hurt people's buttocks, so they simply got off and pushed the car.

The sound of the broken gong stopped, and another deep voice came to my ears, "Liu, what the hell do you want to say? You deserve it too? I'm going to deliver the goods now, get out of here."

Yuan Ze turned his head, and the person surrounded by the crowd was half a head taller than the others.

Familiar white loose T-shirt, airplane head, the small stud earring on the left earlobe gleamed black, and he squinted idlely at the fat man in front of him, his face full of disdain.

1.2.3......A total of 8 punks.

Yuan Ze parked his small bicycle next to an old camphor tree on the side of the road, hooked his fingers on the strap of his backpack and hung it on the handlebar, put his hands in his trouser pockets, grabbed the small carving knife box in his trouser pocket, and walked towards the group of people past......

The author has something to say: Yuan Ze: You are very angry, what's going on?

Lin Qianxing: This brother is very angry, what's going on?

Thank you for reading the text, little ones, refill~