heart to wild

Tang Miaomiao's birthday was the day before the New Year's Eve. Yancheng's past two years have been washed away a bit, but walking on the street in the afternoon, looking at the red lanterns that have been hung up on the side of the road, I can still feel that the New Year is coming lively atmosphere.

There was a traffic jam on the road, and Yu arrived a little late. When he opened the door of the coffee shop, the wind chime rang beside the door, and before he saw anyone, he heard He Dan's voice: "Boss, some of us have a birthday today, do you have any benefits? "

The boss's voice is very special, like an ice cube thrown into the milk tea, cold and lazy, slowly melting away.

"You can get a happy birthday from me."

He Dan: "..."

The wind bell rang again.

Yu Dian turned his head away, and the man by the door was wearing a pair of sunglasses that covered most of his face, his hair was slightly long, and the corners of his lips were raised in a three-point arc whether he was smiling or not.

"Kris, I want to tell Sister Lulu that you are bullying children again."

The boss continued without turning his head, "I'll bring you a piece of cake, what flavor do you like?"

He Dan: "..."

Boss, real man.

There were four or five people sitting in a booth, and the main character was away. Wang Haolin spoke on her behalf: "Rain, what flavor do you like? Here's the cake for you."

Yu Dian, who came over to sit down, was a little embarrassed: "Today is Missy's birthday."

Wang Haolin laughed and said, "She actually doesn't like cakes, but aren't you growing your body?"

One sentence teased two people, and the other person who was ridiculed flicked the coin in his hand boredly, but didn't speak.

Yu Dian, who was sitting next to Yu Zisheng, looked at the menu and pursed his lower lip, making a difficult choice and said, "Then let's make lemon cheese! Thank you, boss!"

The boss, who looked like the facial paralyzed actor in the Korean drama, gave a faint "hmm" and wore a diamond ring belonging to the ring finger on the hand that took the menu.

Yu Dian couldn't help but followed his back, and accidentally found that the customer who just teased the boss for "helping" them get the cheesecake sat down nearby, with one arm on the back of the chair and playing with his mobile phone without taking off his sunglasses , with long legs raised, looking very leisurely.

Zhou Zhou snapped his fingers in front of his eyes.

"What do you think?"

Yu Dian turned his head and met the eyes of He Dan, Zhou Zhou and Wang Haolin who were huddled together.

...Yu Zisheng is too domineering, there are three people sitting across from him, and before ordering to come, only Yugou and his dog are sitting on this half of the deck.

The kid couldn't help but rolled his eyes and smiled, "No, I just think the boss is a good marriage partner."

He Dan: "?"

Zhou Zhou: "?"

Wang Haolin: "?"

Yu Zisheng turned his face sideways, and gave him a half-hearted look.

Yu Dian recounted his discovery unconsciously: "The owner's name is Kris, his wife's name is Lulu, and the store's name is Luis+, so romantic."

He Dan blinked: "Come on, are you Leeuwenhoek?"

Zhou Zhou turned to look at him: "Who is Leeuwenhoek?"

Microscopist, pioneer of microbiology.

The phone rang, and Wang Haolin pushed the sports committee sitting in the middle to signal everyone to shut up.

Yu Dian waited for the cake to be served, with his hands resting on his sides, his head raised and his head blowing bubbles boredly.

Suddenly something blocked his line of sight and swayed in front of his eyes.

Yu Dian blinked, stepped back a little, and saw clearly the New Year's card in Yu Zisheng's hand.

He took it and turned it over, and found that there were two people painted on the back. The tall one might be a boy, because the short one was a girl with braids.

Yu Dian turned his face away in confusion.

Before Wang Haolin finished the phone call, Yu Zisheng turned his head and leaned beside him to explain in a low voice: "My little sister gave it to you. She is learning to draw recently."

Jiang Bian is smart, but her art skills are a bit lacking. After studying for a long time, she still only can draw this one——Jiang Zhai and herself.

It turned out to be a painting by Bian Bian.

Yu Dian suddenly thought of his little angel sister, with a soft filter in front of his eyes, he could see a bit of Monet's temperament from this distorted stick figure.

He thought of something, and turned his baby face to Yu Zisheng's shoulder: "Is Bian Wan learning by himself, or Jiang Er is teaching him?"

Jiang Zhai is good at playing the piano, playing chess, riding a horse, and archery, but he is not good at painting—this is also a reserved item of their old Jiang family.

Yu Zisheng turned his head and whispered into his ear, "No, the neighbor is teaching."

Neighbor?Yu Dian was confused for a while, then suddenly opened his eyes wide: "Ah! It's Mr. Chen..."

Yu Zisheng covered his mouth: "Don't bluff."

Yu Dian rested his fingertips on the back of his hand and nodded nervously.

The one on the opposite side who called and the two people who didn't call were already numb.

"Okay, mom, I'm underage, I don't know how to drink, hang up."

Wang Haolin hung up the phone, plucked his ears, and cleared his throat in an inexplicably awkward atmosphere: "Everyone else went upstairs to the KTV first. The cakes we ordered are relatively high-end, and we pursue fresh quality. We will wait a while. Don't worry, everyone."

Zhou Zhou was too tortured to sit still: "When will Missy come?"

Wang Haolin looked at the phone: "She hasn't replied to my message yet, there must be a traffic jam."

The lemon cheesecake arrived, this time it was served by a young lady.

Yu nodded, picked up the fork, and asked curiously, "Is Xia Luoluo here?"

He Dan shook his head: "She went back to her hometown two days ago."

Yu clicked "Oh", and turned his gaze to Zhou Zhou again.

Zhou Zhou: "... Gu Zi's chickenpox just scabbed over, and he couldn't blow the wind, so he didn't come."

Yu Dian said "Oh" again, lowered his head and suppressed a smile, and even shook his shoulders.

He Dan frowned, not to be outdone, and said: "Yudianer, don't laugh, you don't have a female tablemate because you are not old enough."

Yu Dian stumbled, wanted to refute but felt that he couldn't explain the poached eggs, and was struggling, so Yu Zisheng lazily opened the mouth for him: "Is it reasonable for you to be older than us?"

He Dan, who can be scolded but dare not scold: "..."

Zhou Zhou, who dared to scold but couldn't, said, "No, Yugou, I didn't say anything, you can't always capsize a boat with one blow!"

It was so noisy that even the guests at the next table looked over.

The man's chuckle was not loud, but it was just enough to be heard.

Several people followed the prestige, and the guest who entered the door with Yu Dian just took off his sunglasses - a pair of bright smiling eyes were revealed, black and white were distinct, full of sarcasm.

"Are you in the letter?"

The owner's friend is also a good-looking adult.

When Yu Dian saw a good-looking person, he was easily unable to control himself, and he took the initiative to answer: "Yes, how did you see it?"

The guest pinched his mobile phone to support half of his cheek, Erlang raised his legs, and said leisurely: "Instinct, you are from high school?"

He Dan, who was sitting on the outside, nodded and asked curiously, "Uncle, are you too?"

Uncle suddenly fell silent.

The boss who came over with a small gift box had a rare smile on his lips: "Uncle Gu, your creamy red velvet."

Say the wrong thing.

He Dan rescued without blinking his eyes: "Two senior brothers, do you know Teacher Zhang Yifeng?"

I always feel that this guest surnamed Gu fits the image of "rabbits" in Mr. Zhang's mouth.

But the man called "Uncle Gu" pressed his temple with the corner of his mobile phone, waved his hand and said, "I don't know him well, San Kuang is your boss' class teacher."

Such a coincidence.Everyone looked at each other in amazement for a while, and Zhou Zhou stuck his head out: "Then boss, do you know Song Ran? He is our math teacher and a student of Teacher Zhang. He used to be the math class representative at the same table."

"Song, Ran?"

Before the boss answered, the guest surnamed Gu read the name and squinted his eyes with interest.

He looked at the indifferent boss with a funny face, and asked himself: "Do you know him? You don't know him."

The man's fingertips touched the matte tabletop: "Do I know it? I don't know it."

He leaned back, and the lazy stand-up came to an end: "Little friend, we don't know your teacher."

"..."

Unable to continue the conversation, Wang Haolin coughed dryly and smoothed things over: "Normal, Mr. Zhang has led so many students."

But it sounds like they know each other...

Yu Dian, who had a good impression of Mr. Song, wanted to ask a few more questions, but he still closed his mouth in time when the boss pushed the guest's head and told him to get out of here with a wink.

——It seems that something is missing.

Yu Dian turned his head to look at Yu Zisheng, who was also looking at him, and asked the boy with his eyes: Why didn't you ask yourself not to talk too much this time?

Yu Zisheng didn't speak, but reached out and pinched the little boy's earlobe, and looked at him with his head tilted, his eyes were the most focused one among the absent-minded.

What could be the reason, but it was because he only looked at this one person alone, and didn't pay attention to what other people were saying at all.

The guest stood up and picked up the small cake box brought by the boss from the table.

"Everyone come here often when you have time, I'm going to pursue my sweetheart."

In winter, everyone is wrapped in a bloated coat, and the back of the man who is smiling all the time is still straight and slender.

The handsome guy went away with the wind chime, and the boss stood back in front of them again.

——With Missy's ice cream cake and a black and gold membership card.

"[-]% off, come often."

Wang Haolin stopped the boss who was about to turn around and leave: "Brother, can I call you brother? Are you always in the store?"

The boy's eyes were burning and he looked very nervous.

What are you doing, afraid that the eldest lady will fall in love with a married man at first sight when she comes.

Thinking of this, Zhou Zhou also cast his gaze over.

The boss raised his eyebrows.

"No," he said, "it's a side job. I keep a bar."

——People flock to the Internet celebrity cafe on Zhongyu Road, which implements the entry-limiting system like a luxury store.

--sideline.

The boss left, leaving behind a table of silent boys who had never seen the world.

He Dan: "I want to be rich."

Zhou Zhou: "I want to be handsome."

Wang Haolin: "I want to get married."

Yu Dian: "I think..."

Yu Zisheng covered his ears and pulled him up, and said slowly, "Do you want to sing?"

Yu Dian cheered, pulled his sleeves and walked out.

Yu Zisheng was holding his pocket in one hand, and someone was pulling him with the other hand, but the pulling was uncomfortable, so he turned his wrist, turned his back on the guest, and held Yu Dian's palm the moment he pushed the door.

The wind chime rang for the hundredth time today, just enough to hide the boy's heartbeat and howl.

Missy's birthday party, but Missy didn't come in the end.

She said on the phone that the family's New Year's Eve party was ahead of schedule, and she really couldn't make time to come today.

Everyone sighed, Wang Wang was downcast, but Tang Miaomiao smiled and said: "I will distribute red envelopes in the class later, you guys have fun for me."

Before the cheers started, there was a loud bang from her side.

Tang Miaomiao's voice moved away, and then came back closer.

"The upstairs is being renovated, let alone, I am ready to go out, thank you everyone."

The eldest lady’s red envelope is very big, more than five yuan per person. He Dan, who wants to be rich, stares straight at his eyes, pushes Yu Dian excitedly: “You really don’t log in to WeChat! There are even bigger red envelopes No one caught it!"

Rich people are also easily tempted by this kind of small red envelopes. Yu Dian hesitated for a while, but shook his head: "Forget it, I don't have WeChat in my phone, so I have to download it now."

A few Maiba had already ordered songs, and the rest of them either picked up the dice, or opened the phone's music collection to search for what song they would sing later.

He Dan ran to Wang Haolin's side to cut the cake with him, Yu Dian held the big drink cup and bit the straw for a while, then sat up straight and bumped Yu Zisheng's thigh with his knee.

"Brother Zisheng, Zhou Zhou heard from Dandan that you know a lot of musical instruments."

very!many!

It takes a lot of musical talents to say that.

Yu Zisheng was peeling grapefruits. He raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard such an exaggerated statement. After reacting for a while, he said thoughtfully, "It's about the same."

Yu Dian was startled: "Then what do you know?"

There will be many.Yu Zisheng looked up and saw the low-resolution MV playing on the big screen, raised the grapefruit peel in his hand and pointed: "This."

Yu Dian was shaken by his movement, looked along, and was shocked again.

—Is this a harmonica?Is this the "world's smallest harmonica" sold all over the street?

Qindao harmonica, every section is affectionate.

There are seven or eight stalls selling this thing on his way from school.

Yu Zisheng stuffed the peeled grapefruit into Yu Dian's wide-open mouth.

"It's not that, I blow the 24-hole one."

The pulp was pressed between the teeth, and I subconsciously took a bite, which was quite sweet.

He took the red-fleshed honey pomelo from Yu Zisheng's hand, which was peeled extremely neatly, with a flap left for him to hold easily, suddenly remembered something, blinked, and stopped talking.

Yu Zisheng didn't notice the child's sudden silence, he squinted his eyes in the direction of the karaoke stand, and asked, "What do you want to sing, a healthy song?"

One sentence knocked people out of the lingering memories.

Yu Dian said speechlessly, "I can't even sing health songs out of tune."

He simply likes to come to KTV, and if Xiao Yudian really wants to sing, being laughed at is a sure thing.

Yu Zisheng looked at him with a half-smile: "How about some dance music for you?"

Yu Dian puffed his mouth in dissatisfaction: "Go by yourself, don't pull me."

Just order it.

Yu Zisheng stood up and walked towards the karaoke stand amidst everyone's booing.

I don’t know how well our school bully sings. During the military training, most of the people went to the chorus to try it out, but Yu Zisheng didn’t go because he thought he was too far away to take a nap.

By the way, school bully.

One semester has passed, except for being violent towards Jiang Zhai, I haven't seen how Yu Zisheng is overbearing.

He Dan, an alumnus of No. 33 Middle School, came back with two plates of cakes, sighed and sighed to clarify his doubts: "Isn't that because our school has a good school spirit? For our brother Sheng, if you are close to ink, you will be black, and if you are close to Zhu Zechi, but you will not be ashamed if you are close to it." No one can beat him to a bastard bastard who has nothing to do with his body."

The bastard bastard ordered "Your Sweetness" by Fan Xiaoxuan, and it was pinned to the top.

He Dan: "..."

Yu point: "..."

So did you slip your hand when clicking on the health song?

The prelude had already sounded, and the microphone was passed from person to person to Yu Zisheng who was held up in front and was not allowed to come back.

The boy was not hypocritical, he sat on a high stool with neon lights, the microphone was stuck on the mic stand, his long legs were loosely stretched out, and the first line "Oh your sweet ".

The boy's unique laziness instantly draws people to the discotheque of the millennium.

Unexpectedly good.

The audience was boiling, screams and laughter almost toppled the roof.

He Dan's eyeballs almost fell out: "This, this, this, this... Baba, you are too secretive to hide!!"

/ oh your eyes are twinkling stars

/It's such a shining shining

/get all my attention

The boy with deep eye sockets is sitting on the singer's high stool, with slightly protruding browbones and a straight nose. The lines of the hanging arms and the contours of the face are perfect, as if they were re-engraved from medieval portraits.

And the hand he was holding on to Mike had just peeled half a grapefruit for Yu Dian.

The school bully turned out to be a sweet singer.

The shout of "Encore" was deafening, and Yu Dian's figure was pushed back and forth excitedly by the classmates on the left and right, but his eyes remained uncontrollably stuck to Yu Zisheng's body, as if he could no longer move an inch.

The boy who was held up on the stage and couldn't get off the stage shrugged his shoulders and motioned for the students at the song-ordering stage to order the song "Look at the Girl Opposite" just now.

Mr. Zhou Zhou, the singer just now, scolded him with a smile: "What are you doing! Use me to set off your singing voice!"

Yu Zisheng fumbled in his pocket, and found a 24-hole harmonica.

Everyone:"???"

The boy lowered his eyelids, smiled and wiped the mouthpiece of the harmonica with a tissue during the prelude: "I picked it up yesterday...you can sing it again, and I'll make a soundtrack for you."

Zhou Zhou was pushed to the side of Yu Zisheng by the ducks, and he raised the microphone again, and the boy who was willing to be a match retreated into the shadow where the light never visited, raised his long eyelashes casually, and looked over the hustle and bustle of people, looking at the man holding Grapefruit silly little raindrops.

At one minute and 18 seconds, Zhou Zhou's ragged voice with a smile paused, and Yu Zisheng lifted the harmonica to his lips, and played a cheerful and provocative little tune along with the background sound.

In the lively private room, some people were whistling, some were beating time, and some people stood on the table, facing each other far away from the sports committee and said affectionately, "Lonely boy is in love/Need you to give me some love".

And Yu Dian just sat in the messy crowd and swayed from side to side with everyone, smiling with his mouth curled up so that his eyes were crescent like crescents.

Before the New Year, he bought a string of wind chimes and hung them by his window.

Whenever the wind blows, Yu Dian will imagine that the boy who can play the harmonica is thinking about him somewhere.

What boys are thinking is really weird.

Love is so strange.