Strawberry West Toast

"Your mother..." Pei Yi hesitated.

"I don't like what she cooked today," Wang Zhen stuffed his phone back into his pocket, glanced at Pei Yiwei, "You lead the way?"

The reason was a bit far-fetched, Pei Yiwei seemed to accept it, but it couldn't be seen from his expression.

"I'm going to pick up the car," Pei Yiwei opened his umbrella, "wait for me here."

And a car?Wang Zhen was surprised. Seeing him turn around and run into the rain, he disappeared without a trace.

Seeing that the car was not parked nearby, Wang Zhen went back to the mobile phone store, took out his mobile phone and planned to check Moments.

drop! --drop! ——

As soon as I saw the photo of Cen Jie and his girlfriend, someone honked the horn twice outside the store.

Wang Zhen swipe down, Moments are full of trivial things every day, scrolling is actually quite boring, but it seems to be expecting something, and the fingers can't stop.

drop!drop!drop!

Hold.

Wang Zhen cursed in his heart, what are you doing outside?

He looked up, and the headlights of the little sheep shone through the rain on the steps. Pei Yiwei was wearing a raincoat and honked the horn again.

He put away his mobile phone and stepped out of the store: "Your... car?"

"Yes." Pei Yiwei handed Wang Zhen a helmet.

The helmet was blue with the words "running errands" printed on it, and it was scratched and looked like it was picked up somewhere.

Wang Zhen raised the helmet and gestured on his head...it didn't look like he could wear it.

He pushed the mask up, barely put it on, and saw the length of the lamb's seat again...

It doesn't look like it can seat two people.

The rain hit Wang Zhen's neck, making him get goosebumps from the cold.Come on, Wang Zhen's heart is broken, let's go!

"Have you ever carried a person of my size?" Wang Zhen's heart fluttered, and the tires obviously sank the moment he got up.

"Okay," Pei Yiwei thought for a moment, then looked back at Wang Zhen, "it should be lighter than you."

"...Oh." Wang Zhen didn't know what to say, and tucked his feet into the little sheep's raincoat. The sheep whined, and the rain splashed on both sides.

The sheep didn't drive fast, and the two men, plus Pei Yiwei, were fairly strong, even a Tibetan antelope couldn't bear it.

The little sheep slipped slowly in the rain, through the blue-gray streets and colorful umbrellas.Wang Zhen held the helmet with one hand and the stainless steel bar of the sheep with the other hand. There was crackling rain on his head. The raincoat on the motorcycle was very airtight. Wang Zhen was sweating profusely. He opened his mouth, and the rainwater flowed in immediately, mixed with hot and cold, Wang Zhen couldn't help but take a sip of the rainwater.

"What do you want to eat?" Pei Yiwei probably didn't know what to call him, "There is a snack street in front."

"I can do it." Wang Zhen didn't have anything in particular he wanted to eat, but he just didn't want to go home, "or choose... something cheaper."

"diet?"

Pei Yiwei slowed down the car - to a crowded place.

"No taboo," Wang Zhen glanced at both sides of the street and saw the signboard "Shaxian Snacks", "Just Shaxian."

His mother didn't let him eat at roadside stalls, and he had never eaten at other shops. He had the impression that Shaxian snacks were quite cheap.

Sha County was full of people, it was meal time, and the blue uniforms were everywhere, probably workers from nearby factories.

Pei Yiwei ordered four cages of steamed dumplings, two bowls of hot dry noodles, and added a bowl of black-bone chicken and wolfberry soup for Wang Zhen.

Wang Zhen glanced at the unit price, it wasn't expensive, so he was at a loss for repairing Pei Yiwei's screen.

The steamed dumplings came up first, and Wang Zhen knew at a glance that this was a wholesale quick-frozen food. Even thinking about the taste of this thing with his toes, he knew it was not good.Out of politeness, Wang Zhen still reached out to the chopstick holder.

Two pairs of chopsticks, probably the most recent, and one pair still has mildew.

Taking another pair seemed a little pretentious, Wang Zhen paused, and handed the clean pair to Pei Yiwei.

Pei Yiwei took the chopsticks, but pulled out a pair of clean ones from the barrel.

"Not clean." Naturally, he took away the pair of moldy chopsticks from Wang Zhen's hand and threw them into the trash can.

"Thank you." For a moment Wang Zhen was so embarrassed that he wanted to scratch the ground with his toes, he forced a smile to ease the embarrassment, and looked at Pei Yiwei, "Which class did you use to?"

"Fifteen." Pei Yiwei put a steamed dumpling in his mouth.

Fifteen is a key class. My uncle thought about stuffing him into Class [-] at the time, but the prefect of the first year of high school was an old iron tree, and the principal's words didn't work, so it didn't work out.

He has never seen Pei Yiwei before, and Pei Yiwei looks... Objectively speaking, it's not bad, it's the kind that can leave an impression on people at first glance, if you see it, you probably won't forget it.

"That," Wang Zhen was thinking about this on the way here, "we will learn our own things when school starts, you don't need to tutor me."

Pei Yiwei's slightly drooping eyelids suddenly raised, and Wang Zhen realized that his eyelashes were quite long.

"Does your uncle know?" Pei Yiwei looked at him for a long time before saying this.

"He doesn't know," Wang Zhen thinks about it, and it's good to speak up, because Pei Yiwei feels guilty for taking money and not doing things, "I don't want to stay in Wenshi."

"In Wenshi, if you fall out of the top [-] in the whole class for three consecutive months, you will be persuaded to transfer," Wang Zhen said, "Do you know this?"

Pei Yi hummed slightly: "Why don't you want to stay in Wenshi?"

Pei Yiwei's tone was very serious, as if he really didn't understand why.Wang Zhen didn't understand why a person who took money to do things had so many questions, so he glanced at him, but didn't answer.

Pei Yiwei also remained silent. After a while, he suddenly said, "Because of the pressure?"

Wang Zhen shook his head: "Let's put it this way, I just want to be an ordinary undergraduate. There is no need to take up the resources of your top students in Qingbei."

"Zhen Xueba can go to Qingbei anywhere, you don't count as taking up their resources." Pei Yiwei put down his chopsticks.

"No," Wang Zhen was shocked. He thought Pei Yiwei had few words, but he didn't expect him to say such a long sentence, "Why did my uncle agree to you?"

With such hard work, my uncle must have done a lot of work.

"Change to a new environment," Pei Yiwei answered irrelevantly, "Maybe you will feel that the previous living conditions are not as good as you imagined."

Wang Zhen paused, put down his chopsticks, and looked straight at Pei Yiwei: "I know whether my life is good or not. How long have you known me before you dare to judge my life?"

Pei Yiwei didn't answer. At this moment, the waiter came with hot dry noodles.

There are a few lettuce leaves floating on the hot dry noodles, and the red soup overflows half of the bowl.

...is this hot "dry" noodles?

Wang Zhen was at a loss for words.

"Waiter," Wang Zhen turned his head, "Why does this hot dry noodle have soup?"

The waiter turned around: "That's it for hot dry noodles, is this your first time eating?"

Wang Zhen: "..."

Taking a spoonful of hot "soup" noodles into his mouth, Wang Zhen tried to discuss with Pei Yiwei again.

"I can make up for what my uncle promised you," Wang Zhen said, "My request is not difficult."

Pei Yi shook his head slightly: "I promised your uncle."

"If you promise, you can go back on it. Do you think I'm not up yet?"

The sexiness in the words was already very strong. Wang Zhen didn't want to get angry at Pei Yiwei as a coachman, but seeing that he was smelly and hard like pebbles in a cesspit, he couldn't help but increase his tone.

"You report the number," Wang Zhen issued an ultimatum, "I will definitely make up for you, and I will also issue an IOU."

"Twenty thousand." Pei Yi said.

Wang Zhen felt that if he was a character in a martial arts novel, he should spit out black blood and shout now: You are plotting.

"You are kidding?"

Wang Zhen didn't believe that it would cost [-] yuan to make a pair, and my uncle wouldn't be so full.

Pei Yi shook his head slightly: "Wait a minute."

He opened the phone's photo album, swiped a few times, and pulled out a photo to show Wang Zhen.

It's a bank remittance slip.

[Transfer amount: 20,000.00]

Wang Zhen held down the phone and counted again, four zeros, yes, four zeros...

......OK.

Wang Zhen put aside his chopsticks and stood up: "You're fine."

He picked up the umbrella on the ground and walked out the door. Tang didn't want to wait any longer, it wouldn't be a good thing anyway.

He snapped open his umbrella and rushed to the sidewalk against the rain.Mud splattered under his feet, and most of his white sneakers were wet. What's ridiculous is that his uncle bought these shoes for him, and even his schoolbag.From head to toe, he has nothing that really belongs to him.

Wang Zhen was blowing a cold wind, and the streets in front of him criss-crossed.Fuck it, Wang Zhen thought.He put away his umbrella and walked into the rain.

"Hey," Pei Yiwei's voice suddenly came from being drenched by the rain, "I'll see you off."

Little Sheep's headlights were flickering in the rain, but he pretended not to hear and kept walking.

Pei Yiwei honked the horn and stood in front of him.

Wang Zhen bypassed the little sheep and walked forward quickly. The road was very broken, and there were grease stains from barbecue stalls all the way. Wang Zhen felt a little relieved when he heard the hum of the engine behind him disappear. The next second——

"Hold!"

A piece of broken brick blocked his right foot, and he walked so fast that he didn't pay attention. In addition to the slippery ground, he fell directly into a pile of plastic bags and bamboo sticks full of grease.

Wang Zhen touched his knee, it was purple, but there was no blood, and the palm of his hand was more serious, scratching the skin.

He stood up with his arms propped up, and the lingering horn of the little sheep came again.

"Are you okay?" Seeing that his pants were dirty like a rag, Pei Yiwei quickly parked the car on the side of the road and jumped out of the car with an umbrella.

Wang Zhen patted his pants and walked forward without looking back. Pei Yiwei looked at him with an umbrella in the back, moved his mouth, but said nothing.He looked at the time, and after a while, he turned around and started the little sheep, drove seven or eight meters away, and looked back at him again.

Then, the little sheep disappeared at the end of the alley.

Coolness comes at a price.Walking to the street corner, Wang Zhen shivered a few times. It was so cold that he had to hide under the eaves of the shop, ready to use Didi to find Yang Hang, a safe haven.

He played a few messages to Yang Hang, Yang Hang had a class in Mu Xin recently, he had to make sure he was at home.

- just in class, what are you doing

- What time is get out of class over? Can I go to your house for a while?

- fighting with your dad again?

- no , just want to stay with you for a while

- I finish class at 7:[-]

Seven o'clock... Wang Zhen felt that he would not make it to that time.

After closing WeChat, Wang Zhen saw that there was a pizzeria by the side of the road. There were not too many people in the shop, so there was no place to go right now.

As soon as he entered the store, the clerk's eyes could not help drifting to him. Wang Zhen wiped his neck, touched the water with one hand, and looked down. The clothes, pants, and shoes were dirty and wet. Nobody left.

He was looking down, when he suddenly saw that the collar of the white T was stained with gray.

Faded.

Teacher Tony told him about the fading, but he didn't listen carefully. Judging by the way it faded, the hair cream might not be made of children's paint.

He quickly wiped his face, and the neck, ears, and forehead were all covered with colored water, as if mixed with wall dust.Wang Zhen wiped it for a while, and his body was clean, but there was nothing he could do about his clothes, so he had to go home and wash them again.

"Which Yangzhi Ganlu?"

The store didn't call the number, so Wang Zhen walked to the window.

The operating room is transparent, and there are three shop assistants inside the glass wall, and the tall one shaking the cup is particularly conspicuous.

The cup stopped in mid-empty, Pei Yiwei was also taken aback.

Wang Zhen took Yangzhi Ganlu and sat back on his seat, but left it aside without drinking it.

He rummaged through the plastic schoolbag, it wasn't wet.The schoolbag was bought during the summer vacation, and he found that the plastic schoolbag can cover people's backs with prickly heat when it gets hot, and he only carries it out when it rains.

He ran out of facial tissues, and he glanced at the other tables, and there was not even a piece of paper in the small shop.

"Hello," a female shop assistant suddenly came over and handed over a sweat towel, "Wipe off."

Wang Zhen lowered his head, there was indeed not a lot of water flowing under the table, he took the clerk's sweat towel and thanked him, but the clerk suddenly approached and asked in a low voice: "You and Xiao Pei are classmates? I think you look like a student too .”

Little Pei?Wang Zhen looked at Pei Yiwei behind the glass. He was wearing a peaked cap in the store, and he was adding ingredients to the cup with his head down, so he couldn't see his face clearly.

They are in the same class at the beginning of school, so they should be counted as classmates, Wang Zhen nodded.

"He gave you the sweat towel?"

"Well," the female clerk looked very happy, "I treat you to this cup of poplar nectar, do you have his WeChat account?"

Seeing that he wanted to chase after Pei Yiwei, Wang Zhen didn't want to spoil the girl's mood, but it was a bit unkind to sell someone's contact information casually. It happened that Pei Yiwei didn't have WeChat, so he said the truth: "He doesn't have WeChat."

"...Don't you really have WeChat?" The girl stared, "Is there QQ?"

Wang Zhen shook his head.

"I thought he was fooling me," the girl was surprised, "it turned out to be true..."

Wang Zhen was actually not sure if it was true. After all, Pei Yiwei had opened the payment code yesterday to ask customers to pay, but Pei Yiwei didn't want to say it, and he didn't need to expose it.

The girl returned disappointed. After wiping off the water, Wang Zhen took the sweat towel and wondered if he should return it directly.It was a little unreasonable not to wash it if it was dirty, but there was no bathroom in the small shop, so he had to wring the dirty water into the trash can, and after seeing that it stopped dripping, he folded it into cubes and took it to the window.

He knocked on the glass, Pei Yi raised his head slightly.

"Your sweat towel."

"Leave it," Pei Yiwei said, "I'll take it later."

"Thank you." Wang Zhen put it away, hesitated and said.

Pei Yiwei didn't say anything, and lowered his head to go about his own business.

After blowing the warm air in the store, Wang Zhen calmed down, feeling that he was so stupid when he threw his chopsticks earlier, Pei Yiwei didn't seem to care much, but it was this kind of indifference that made Wang Zhen feel awkward.

"That," Wang Zhen tried to bring up the topic, "Are you working here as a summer job?"

Pei Yi looked up at him slightly, then nodded slightly.

"Here for the whole summer vacation?" Wang Zhen asked again.

Pei Yi shook his head slightly.

Wang Zhen thought for a moment, and said, "Do you have any impression of the person who squatted next to the Mala Tang stall to wash his hands last night?"

"What," Pei Yiwei stopped what he was doing, "is it you?"

Finally, he didn't just shake his head and nod... Wang Zhen was speechless for a second: "Well, when you... were running, your phone dropped, and I happened to see it."

Pei Yiwei didn't know whether to say "oh", stared at Wang Zhen for a few seconds, then lowered his head and continued to work.