run to him

The hot pot restaurant is full of people, even in the private room, you can hear the noise outside intertwined, the sound is like the dense raindrops in midsummer, after listening for a long time, there will be some buzzing in the ears.

Jing Ye lowered his head, and quickly poked a piece of bean curd in the bowl into a sieve.

No one seemed to care about his strange emotions. After all, apart from him, the others were all eating, drinking and having fun in Chongqing. There were only a lot of opportunities to meet each other, and they were still as familiar as when they were young.And when everyone talked about the recent interesting things, such as Yuzhou Baoyan, Lin Chan's college entrance examination, and Jiang Ziyi's shop, Jing Ye lacked understanding and couldn't get in the conversation.

At this time, he finally realized that he had left the circle he was familiar with.

Everyone has more or less a circle of friends, and Jing Ye, who was tied up with a few friends in his childhood and grew up together, didn't feel that there was anything until before Bei Piao.Now that he has been away for too long and rarely gathers, time can actually build an invisible wall between him and them.

Jing Ye, who has always been an optimist, suddenly feels melancholy, as if something he once cherished is moving away from him.But now, what he exchanged for did not make him happy.

Is this growth?Or just "leave"?

Jiang Ziyi and Yu Zhou were arguing over a recent hot news. Jiang Datou had a high voice, while Yu Zhou was soft-spoken but very eccentric. The two were evenly matched for a while, making Dou Shuang laugh.

In contrast, the corner where Jing Ye was located was abnormally quiet.

Lin Chan didn't talk much, he seemed to be famished, and kept cooking and eating vegetables on his own.For the Jiugong grid hot pot, Lin Chan only focused on the small grid closest to her, and went up and down several times with the goose intestines in between, turning her head.

The two looked at each other, and Jing Ye instinctively wanted to hide—he didn't sneak a peek at Lin Chan on purpose, but his eyes couldn't help being caught by the sound of Lin Chan chewing while eating, his bulging face like a hamster, and accidentally choking on chili peppers. Attracted by the red nose tip.

Maybe he wanted to make sure that Lin Chan still liked him.

There is always a strange interest in people who are known and have expressed affection.

The eyes were intertwined for a moment, Jing Ye coughed dryly twice, picked up the beer glass and took a sip.In the corner of his field of vision, a soft shadow flickered. After he put the cup down, he saw an extra goose intestine in the bowl.

Jing Ye struggled to open the first sentence of the night: "...what are you doing?"

"Look at me, don't you want this?" Lin Chan said as a matter of course, with the chopsticks separated a little, "the last one."

The goose intestine dishes were empty, save for a few pieces of half-melted ice.

Jing Ye: "..."

He should say thank you, or pinch Lin Chan back and explain with a smile "I don't want it", more like a brother and an adult should have demeanor.But Jing Ye was in a dilemma. In comparison, Lin Chan was more calm than him.

Lin Chan didn't care about a goose intestine, picked up a piece of hairy belly, and continued to boil it absent-mindedly.

"Did Xiaolin come from Huangjueping? Take a taxi?"

The topic suddenly came to him, Lin Chan hurriedly swallowed the food in his mouth, and nodded: "Well, take a taxi in the morning, and take the bus back at night when it's over."

"The bus takes more than an hour, right?" Jiang Ziyi sighed, "You have to travel so far every day to learn painting, and you are a student who has worked much harder than us at that time."

Lin Chan replied: "It's not every day, I still go to school to take exams."

"Can you keep up?"

"It's okay." Lin Chan thought for a while and showed a distressed expression, "But some subjects are a bit difficult to make up after the class is dropped."

After hearing this, Dou Shuang quickly said: "Let Yu Zhou make up for you, anyway, their school is opposite to you, so you can swipe his card when you have dinner at night—by the way, is that small door still open?"

Yu Zhou, who was mentioned inexplicably, asked blankly: "What small door?"

"It was closed early." Jing Ye finally had a chance to interrupt, and explained to Yu Zhou, "During the years of high school, the road was built outside the school, and a small gate was opened, which happened to be facing your university. But after the road was repaired, the small gate It’s gone now, and if we want to go now, we have to make a big detour... I know it all, but you haven’t heard of it?”

Yu Zhou was helpless: "I'm not from No. [-] Middle School."

Dou Shuang: "But you often come to the No. [-] Middle School to make a living?"

The high schools of the few of them are all on Shanan Street, and they are close to each other. They can understand each other when they talk about which small shop or intersection nearby. I could hear my temples twitching...Xiao Lin, Yu Zhou, what, you guys will contact me in private."

"Okay, you can find me on WeChat." Yu Zhou said, poking Jiang Ziyi, "Let's talk about learning from someone who wants to jump into hot pot."

Jiang Ziyi cooperated to make a painful appearance. Lin Chan couldn't help laughing at the sight, and raised his cup to touch him: "I won't mention it for now, thank you for caring about me."

"It's right to care about my younger brother. I will take the entrance exam in a few days, please work hard!" After Dou Shuang finished speaking, she patted Jing Ye, "Isn't it?"

Jing Ye turned his head, and finally met Lin Chan's eyes again.

The inexplicable smile in those eyes became deeper when it met his eyes, Lin Chan looked at him, Jing Ye's encouragement came to an end, and he almost bit his own tongue.

"Come on." He finally said, "If you're going to study in Beijing...see me later."

Lin Chan didn't know what she heard from her grandma.When he suddenly mentioned Beijing, Lin Chan was taken aback for a moment, then lowered her eyelashes to cover her emotions, and blinked uneasily: "Okay."

It wasn't ideal at the beginning, but it finally took a step forward. Jing Ye tentatively picked up a piece of brown sugar glutinous rice cake and placed it on the edge of Lin Chan's bowl.

"Thank you brother." Lin Chan whispered, with the same tone and address as before.

Seeing that the atmosphere had eased a bit, and there were friends around him who would not be left alone, Jing Ye found the courage to live in harmony, and touched Lin Chan's arm: "Actually, I..."

"I'm sorry to answer the call." Lin Chan quickly interrupted him, and took out the vibrating cell phone from her pocket.

Jing Ye was forced to stop all the lines he had just found. He watched Lin Chan put down his chopsticks and turned his back, and said "Hello".Next to him, Jiang Ziyi was showing his affection, and his shameless laughter should have blocked most of the subtle sounds, but Jing Ye caught Lin Chan's male voice on the phone from the noise.

He subconsciously wanted to ask who it was, but Lin Chan lowered his eyes and shouted, "Uncle, I'm eating hot pot outside...with Brother Jing Ye, and Yu Zhou and the others are all here."

It was Lin Manchuan.

If Lin Chan's father was absent when he was a child, Lin Fangfei's own younger brother could best fill that relationship.

Jing Ye heard from his parents’ chat that this Uncle Lin did not take the usual path. He had just finished his studies in the 90s, and he left his bag to do the assigned work. He took the two of them to Shenzhen to do business. First, he worked in a processing factory. Later, the land was fried, caught up with the spring breeze blowing all over the earth, and made a lot of money.

After making money, Lin Manchuan did not stay in Shenzhen, but chose to go to Shanghai to make a living.It didn't go well, and after a few years of bumps and bumps, he returned to Chongqing to engage in old-fashioned real estate in Sichuan and Chongqing.

When Jing Ye was young, his material life was not rich, and he had already seen imported remote-control cars and Godiva chocolates from Lin Manchuan's house.What others think, Jing Ye doesn't know, but in his mind, Lin Manchuan is handsome, young, generous and unassuming, he is simply the best parent.

Unlike Lin Fangfei's stocking, Lin Manchuan loved his nephew as his own son because he had never been married.Over the years, she still cares about Lin Chan's study and life from time to time.

"... When will you finish?" Lin Manchuan asked, "I'm also talking nearby. I just finished. Do you want to pick you up?"

Lin Chan said no need: "We still have to eat for a while, just take the light rail back later."

"Okay." Lin Manchuan told him, "Be careful and stay with everyone as much as possible."

"Thank you uncle." Lin Chan wanted to hang up the phone.

However, Lin Manchuan seemed to be recalling the key information temporarily: "Oh, by the way, I have agreed with my grandpa and grandma about the renovation. It should start at the end of the month, and I will try to finish the wiring before the end of the year...so I will go to your mother for the Chinese New Year." Are you okay at home?"

"Work starts at the end of the month? Then where do we live?" Lin Chan frowned.

"Uncle has so many houses and still can't find a place for you to live in?" Lin Manchuan laughed, "Don't worry."

Lin Chan was not in the same mood as him, so she said a few perfunctory words, ended the call with a sickly brow, turned her head, met Shang Jing Ye's curious peach blossom eyes, and smiled at him at a loss.

"Uncle's phone number?"

"What?" Lin Chan was disturbed by the sudden arrangement, and her tone was not very comfortable.

Jing Ye asked, "What did he tell you?"

Lin Chan picked up her chopsticks and continued eating: "Anyway, it has nothing to do with you."

Here it comes again, with thorns, Jing Ye might have retreated to the safe zone immediately before touching the mold.But he intended to improve the relationship with Lin Chan, so he pinched himself and didn't back down.

"Well, it's your family business anyway." Jing Ye imitated his tone, moved forward, chewing half a piece of brown sugar glutinous rice cake and asked, "Are there any arrangements later?"

Lin Chan asked back, "Didn't Yu Zhou say he was going to KTV?"

"When you answered the phone, he received a message from someone. It seemed that there was something urgent, announcing the cancellation of KTV. Dou Shuang refused, forcing him to hand over the store address and order number, and asked the little sister to sing a song..." After Jing Ye finished the arrangement in a few words, he looked at Lin Chan, the corners of his mouth raised in anticipation, "Are you going with them?"

He knew that Lin Chan wouldn't, and sure enough, Lin Chan pursed her lips in embarrassment when she heard the words: "No, I don't know anyone."

"Then it's so early, it's only after eight o'clock, so you go home directly?"

Perhaps a certain word touched Lin Chan's heart, and after seeing Shang Jingye's still bright smile, he lowered his eyes and acquiesced.Afterwards, Lin Chan asked, as if regretting hastily agreed, "What about you?"

"I'm with you." Jing Ye said, "But before my mother gave me a shopping card, it's from Wal-Mart. Is there one nearby? I want to see if there is any discount and buy some snacks..."

"convenient?"

Jing Ye was stunned: "Convenience?"

Lin Chan raised her chin slightly, revealing her first heartfelt smile tonight: "I said you, you are a bit famous, so it's convenient to go to the supermarket?"

"I have a secret weapon." Jing Ye squinted his eyes, guessing what the other party meant, "You... If you have no other arrangements, and you don't want to go home so soon, buy something with me, and then we'll go back together, okay? ?”

The voice fell, and the hot pot burst with a chili-flavored bubble, which burst with a plop.

Lin Chan finally ate the glutinous rice cake and nodded vaguely.