all things

A plate of rice rolls worth three yuan is piled up on a plate. The steamed egg under the thin and transparent noodles is wrapped with meat, shrimp, oysters, and some bean sprouts. The filling is so sweet and rich. People are overwhelmed with happiness, sprinkled with fried preserved radish, and finally sprinkled with seasoned soy sauce and put it on the plate.

The fragrant rice rolls are in the mouth, and at the end, rinse with a sip of rough strong tea to relieve the greasy.

That taste can make a few boys who are growing their bodies wipe out a few dishes with their index fingers.

The things in the old town not only carry memories, but even the consumption is cheaper than that in the new district. They don't know the word "sentiment", but they have realized the meaning early on based on their preferences.

After eating rice rolls, we continued to set off. It was almost eight o'clock in the morning. Wu Zefei's small clinic was nearby, and he came to the door without turning deliberately. Before the door opened, the cleaning lady was coming out with garbage.

"Aunt Zhen." When we met face to face, we naturally stopped to say hello.

"They're all here?" Aunt Zhen went out with the trash, and waved at the young men, "Just right, go and block the door for me, I just put the key in the bag and didn't have it on me, so as not to blow the door in the wind Closed."

The three of them moved out a bench and sat in a row at the door.

The small clinic does not have a rolling gate, and still retains the old-fashioned decoration style. When the door is closed at night, it can be locked by assembling a few wooden boards with the window rails. Take it off and put it away.When Yu Jinle's store was not moved to the new area, it was also decorated in this way, but he was young at that time and his memory was hazy, so it is particularly interesting to watch now.

Aunt Zhen was almost done cleaning up, so she came out with a small stainless steel bowl and knocked on the side of the bowl "clang, clang, clang".The bowl contained overnight porridge and fish head, this familiar recipe caught Yu Jinle's eyes.

Soon, a vigorous figure jumped out from the next alley, and circled around Aunt Zhen's feet.

It was an orange cat about seven or eight months old, like a miniature cheetah, it moved quickly and lightly, and landed without making a sound.As soon as the small bowl was placed on the ground, it automatically and consciously put its head down and ate it.

Yu Jinle ran over, "When did you get the cat? It hasn't been seen since the last time I came here."

Wu Zefei watched from behind, "Last time, my grandpa's cat gave birth to a litter of cubs, and the others were given away, and this one is the weakest one left. After carefully raising it, I brought it here. "

The cat seemed to understand human speech, and raised its head to "meow" at them.

"There are several stray cats in the parking lot downstairs of my house. At first, I was the only one who brought things there, but now even other neighbors feed them from time to time." This orange cat is not afraid of life, so Yu Jinle just squatted there to watch it After eating, "My family can't keep it, so I can only feed the wild cats."

Before Xiaobai wanted to go home with him, he wanted to say to him that he couldn't find an excuse to bring it home. It was just that he didn't want to keep a cat, and it actually had a relationship.

Raising cats and dogs takes a lot of effort. When he was in elementary school, he also caught a kitten from Grandpa Wu’s house and brought it home. But before he entered the house, his mother ordered him to throw it out. The kitten was only the size of a palm. Diu must not even think about surviving. Since then, he never dared to bring kittens and puppies home.

This fact has been in the past for too long. Human beings always have a kind of life-and-death control at the top of the food chain for small lives such as kittens and puppies. He once brought the little milk cat home because of his curiosity and love. Because of his own powerlessness, he finally gave up on raising it. It is undeniable that this kind of thing has indeed left a serious shadow in his heart, causing him to always feel unconscious when facing this fragile little life. flinch.

As if his shoulders weren't strong enough to take responsibility for a small life.

A series of crisp bicycle bells rang, and there was a girl of about the same age passing by on a bicycle. The corners of the skirt slightly raised in the sun showed a beautiful arc. Zhuang Erdong blew a whistle behind him, which attracted the girl to turn around and get angry. a glance.

Wu Zefei laughed loudly, pointed at Zhuang Erdong and said, "You've been disliked! I'm calling you a hooligan."

Zhuang Erdong didn't care much, "The girls in our school can't say a word, and they can't get up to flirt at all. They finally let me out. Can't you just whistle?"

Then he turned around and asked Yu Jinle, "Lele, the girls in your school are famous all over the city. They are recognized as talented and beautiful, so you didn't catch one?"

Yu Jinle paused, not knowing how to react, and finally could only answer him forcefully: "What does it matter to me that the whole city is famous?"

He got up and walked to his own bicycle, looking for something to do, tossing his own bicycle, pulling the handbrake on one side and knocking on the lock on the other side of a good bicycle, as if he was afraid that it would not break.

Zhuang Erdong, however, looked very blank and took his reaction as embarrassment and embarrassment. He pointed at him and laughed, "What's your business? I think you have 300 taels of silver here, right? Tell me, you Is there an offer?"

Wu Zefei came over, "What's the market? Lele has a market?"

Yu Jinle suddenly became irritable.

The two buddies around him reacted like this when they heard the girl, which made him uneasy.

A few girls wearing shorts and carrying badminton rackets walked by, chatting and laughing all the way to bring out the unique youthful atmosphere of this age group, Wu Zefei and Zhuang Erdong's attention was directly taken away, their eyes Naturally, they chased after them.

Only Yu Jinle poked in place without embarrassment.

He couldn't figure out how other boys would react when they saw this kind of scene, but fortunately, there were two "normal" ones by his side.

He tried his best to imitate Zhuang Erdong and Wu Zefei's subconscious eye-following to show that he was no different from them, even if it was nothing but an anti-dog—

On the other side of the small street came a group of big boys in ball uniforms, laughing and making a fuss all the way, whoever said something, the leader snatched the football from under his feet, hooked his toes lightly, and hugged him , someone stretched out his hand to snatch it from the next door, so he dodged it while laughing and tucking it into his arms. Then he took a few steps forward and spun the ball on his index finger. Unexpectedly, his technique failed. Falling down, being handsome turned into a flurry of hands and feet, which attracted unabashed laughter from other partners.

Most of the big boys who like to play football have that kind of heat that is not inferior to the rising sun. Yu Jinle vaguely saw the shadow of thinking from them, and then his attention immediately went astray.

Zhuang Erdong, Wu Zefei, and the big boys playing football looked at the group of girls; while Yu Jinle's eyes were glued to the group of enthusiastic boys.

In such a contrast, he desolately reaffirmed the fact that he really didn't have the slightest interest in creatures like girls.

This cognition is actually not unexpected. As early as when he was 15 years old, he woke up from the sticky feeling one morning, and he had already noticed it, because the girl who appeared in his dream the night before was not a girl with white skin and big eyes. It is a masculine body full of strength and lines.

This cognition was not an accident, but a blow, like a thousand-ton sledgehammer, which severely smashed all his presuppositions and ideas about himself.

He should be an ordinary person, following all the "moderate" principles: if his grades are the same among his peers, he will have an ordinary job in the future, start an ordinary family, and die in an ordinary life...

But fate is saying "no" to him.

Now Wu Zefei and Zhuang Erdong's reaction is that the reality is slapping him.

He was enlightened, and once again saw his distorted and ugly real body clearly from the mirror; he was shocked and frightened, even though he was ignorant and vague before, but suspicion was one thing, and it became clearer after a sharp contrast, and it was completely another thing.

Looking around, there are so many classmates and friends around me, which one is like him?

Wu Zefei and Zhuang Erdong would stare at the girl subconsciously, thinking that Wang Zhichao had girlfriends before, and even Zhang Hongkuan and Li Qin would often spend time flirting with the little girl in the online chat room in Yuzhong...

What about him?Don't talk about getting a girlfriend or staring at girls, even if he is caught going to the chat room online, he would rather argue with the two of them in a temporary small room together like a fool, and even think about pranks Next time, I can't restrain my heartbeat, blush and secret joy...

right!Still thinking!

According to the length of acquaintance, he is not comparable to Wu Zefei and Zhuang Erdong at all; in terms of the depth of family intersection, they are not in the same world at all!

Although I always show dislike for the initiative to get close to me, but I clearly acquiesce in my heart, even secretly happy.

You will be silent because of his confession, you will be grateful for his thoughtfulness, and you will be flustered and happy because of his intentional or unintentional touch.

But this is not right.

The three brothers and sisters were educated in the family to conform to the crowd and to be in the group, not to be out of the ordinary and not to be unique. Even Yu Jin'an's slight left-handed tendency when he was a child was snuffed out immediately.

The original words of Yu's mother are as follows: "Everyone uses their right hand, so he can't use his left hand. Otherwise, when everyone eats around the table, they can even grab vegetables together!"

Later, Yu Jinle realized that being left-handed was not a pathological condition. After arguing with Yu's mother, she still firmly believed that even if it wasn't a disease, it must be out of line.

Now Yu Jinle's own problem is much more serious than Yu Jinan's left-handed problem back then. What is left-handed eating with ordinary people?If you fight together, you can change to a square table, but what about him?What can I change?

This kind of thoughtful and terrifying cognition is like a stormy sea, nailing him to a desperate situation.No matter how naive and ignorant he is, he also knows that compared with his grades, this is the biggest problem that separates him from the people around him!

His face was ashen, and he felt empty and desolate in his heart, as if he was a gray lonely soul in the whole colorful world, and the people who passed by were living brightly under the sun, but he was the only one who was ashen and dejected. I have to clumsily imitate the words and deeds of others, and carefully put on a colorful dress for myself to show my "follow the crowd".

On the way back, he was chaotic, facing Wu Zefei's concern about his pale face, he could only smile perfunctorily.

At this time, even the special concern of his friends has become a burden. He wished to hide in a corner, so that people all over the world would not be aware of his existence, so that there would be nothing out of the ordinary.

According to the past practice, they usually go to another small stall to go to one of them's house to play games, watch TV, drink tea, and spend the whole morning paralyzed. At home, I took a step back and went home.

I went out early in the morning, spent half a day and arrived home just after nine o'clock. Dad Yu went out to deliver the goods after opening the store, and Mom Yu came out with the black paparazzi, ready to go to the market to buy vegetables.

"Don't go upstairs. Anyway, I'm going home to play games and watch TV. I'll watch the store here for a while. Wait for the two little ones to come over and let them stay here and don't run around."

The black paparazzi sprayed out a wave of heat from the exhaust pipe behind the buttocks, and Yu Mama walked away.

The shop next door was being renovated, the drills were beeping one after another without interruption, the sharp noise of the grinding wheel cutter cutting steel hit the ear, and it hurt like someone scraping the eardrum with a blade, Yu Jinle stood in the shop I stood at the door for a while, enduring the baptism of this noise in an invincible state, and finally turned around at the point of critical collapse and went into the store.

Stores with open doors for business have limited effect on isolating magic sounds, which only reduces the magic attacks brought by some sound shells. Coupled with the hustle and bustle of cars passing by on the side of the road-this is his life, full of noise and hustle and bustle.

This store carries all of their entire family. His parents are just like thousands of ordinary people, who come and go in a hurry every day to make ends meet. There are three children in the family. As the eldest brother, if he did something out of the ordinary, his parents' attention would never be on him.

He used to feel that he was the extra one in his family, but now he is very fortunate to grow up in such a family.

He has something on his mind, even if he suppresses it forcibly, he can't look completely calm, and he has to show clues in his words and deeds. Such a busy family environment can give him more time and mental preparation when someone finds out that he is abnormal. Cover yourself up.

However, such a kind of rejoicing has some subtle flickers. On the one hand, he is relieved, but on the other hand, he can't help but want to complain that his family doesn't care about him.

He was used to being the eldest brother at home since he was a child, and he has been taught to be sensible and obedient, but now he couldn't help thinking that he might not be sensible about this matter. Fortunately, he is still at the age when dating and dating are classified as puppy love. It is well concealed and will not reveal any flaws in the short term.

Yes, with his limited experience and experience, the only solution he can think of is to cover up and procrastinate.

Only 17 years old, what can't happen?Maybe one day he will be "normal"?