Strawberry West Toast

Wang Zhen opened the refrigerator, and there was only one can of pineapple beer left in it.

As long as my mother doesn't cook, she won't remember to add things to the refrigerator. Wang Zhen sighed, took out his phone, and piled up a few messages on WeChat, all of which were from his mother.

- is it dyed back?

- what time do you go home?

-Have you got a meal yet?

He found that the conversation between his mother and him was always back and forth, one question and one answer, as if extorting a confession by torture.

Wang Zhen scrolled down and found that Wen Shi had created a group at some point, and the head teacher dragged him into it. There were 43 people in the group, and he was the late one.

The group with many girls was extremely dull, the head teacher said hello in the group, all of them played Solitaire.Wang Zhen thought for a while, although he didn't want to see the new head teacher, he still liked it to some extent, after all, he spent the money.

sen: Hello, Mr. Ma [Show teeth.jpg]

Lao Ma: Hello @sen [smile.jpg]

Wang Zhen: The teacher's avatar is cool

Old horse: [Show teeth.jpg] Yours is not bad either.

The address book jumped out of the small red circle.

[Hello, I'm Lan Xin from the group chat "key (2) class"]

Wang Zhen clicked "Pass", and the next moment, a message popped in.

-I am Lan Xin, the temporary monitor. Teacher Ma needs to use the WeChat group for his subsequent teaching. The WeChat column in the contact form is empty for Pei Yiwei. I would like to ask the boys if they have his contact information. Thank you. [Heshi.jpg]

-Um

-His phone number is 137********

After sending the mobile phone number to the squad leader, Wang Zhen stared at the string of numbers and suddenly had an idea.

He opened "Add Friend" and typed in the numbers one by one.

Immediately, click "Search".

An account popped up.

The profile picture is a black starry sky, which is not displayed on Moments.

The doorbell rang, and Wang Zhen bounced off the sofa.

"Which one?" Wang Zhen shouted towards the door.

At this point, no one should go home.

"Me." Wang Xiuming's voice came through the door.

Wang Zhen quickly turned off the stereo, grabbed the hat and put it on his head, and walked quickly to the door.

"Open the door." Wang Xiuming repeated.

Wang Zhen leaned closer to the cat's eye, and it was indeed Wang Xiuming, holding a briefcase in his right hand, as if he had just returned from the company.

"Wait a minute." Wang Zhen unscrewed the door lock, and with a click, the door was pushed open.

Holding a dripping umbrella in his left hand, Wang Xiuming stepped in.

Wang Zhen leaned aside to make way for him.

"What's the matter with the clothes?" Wang Xiuming looked at him, "Go and change."

Wang Zhen's coat and jeans were full of holes. Wang Xiuming had always been displeased with his clothes. Wang Zhen shrugged and said oh.

He grabbed the backpack on the sofa, walked into the room, and closed the door behind him.

The knock on the door followed.

"Let you change your clothes," Wang Xiuming said while knocking, "Why run into the house?"

"Do you need time to find clothes?" After Wang Zhen finished speaking, he threw his coat on the coat rack, put on his earphones, and pressed the play button.

Didn't sleep much last night, listened to the fans and closed their eyes in a daze, but when they woke up, it was already six o'clock, and Wang Xiuming knocked on the door outside, with a particularly urgent voice.

"Wang Zhen!" Wang Xiuming's voice was loud, "Open the door!"

Wang Zhen climbed out of bed in a daze, found the slippers, and turned the doorknob.

Wang Xiuming looked at him with a frown, but his eyes widened slightly in the next second.

Wang Zhen's heart skipped a beat.

It's over.

No bucket hat.

"What's wrong with your hair?" Wang Xiuming's speech speed suddenly increased.

Wang Zhen woke up completely in his questioning tone, rubbed his hair, and said, "It's dyed."

Wang Xiuming's face darkened, and he said, "Come back immediately! Go now!"

"It takes four to five hours to dye the hair," Wang Zhen said, "I have to have dinner with the teacher later."

Wang Xiuming pushed open the door between him and Wang Zhen, and said, "You know you're going to have dinner with the teacher, but you still dare to do these tricks! Do you know who would dye this kind of hair? That bastard!"

"Aren't you also a gangster?" Wang Zhen smiled, "There is nothing to look down on others."

The air was silent for a second, and the next moment, a huge explosion sounded.

Warm water flowed to Wang Zhen's feet, and Wang Xiuming's teacup shattered into thousands of pieces.

"Get out!"

Suddenly, Wang Xiuming's roar sounded, and the door almost shook.

The door lock was unlocked, Wang Xiuming pushed him out, and shouted before closing the door: "Come back when you get your hair done!"

The corridor was plunged into darkness.

He flew up and kicked hard on the door.

The door panels slammed.

Wang Zhen felt severe pain in his toes. He let out a breath, rubbed his bleeding feet, pushed the elevator, and walked into the convenience store outside the community.

The clerk was playing Doudizhu, and the sound of "Zhu Zha Zha" was endless.Wang Zhen took Bao Furong Wang and scanned the QR code.

Outside the community there is a real estate agency, after-school tutoring classes, snack bars, and a few rows of blue seats.

Wang Zhen got angry and took a slow breath.

The appointment time with the head teacher is coming soon, and the community is almost half an hour away from the dining place, so Wang Xiuming must be late.Thinking about it this way, Wang Zhen felt happy for a while.

"Wang Zhen!"

The horizontal cry interrupted Wang Zhen's thoughts, and Wang Zhen raised his head.

Zhou Jie stood by the side of the road and looked at him coldly: "Take the cigarettes!"

She reached out to snatch his cigarette, Wang Zhen avoided it, and Zhou Jie suddenly screamed.

—soot fell on the back of her hand.

Wang Zhen's hand froze.

Zhou Jie wiped the wound and said nonchalantly, "Go back and change, your father is waiting for you."

"If you want to go, go, I won't go." Wang Zhen said.

"There is no student who would not go to dinner with the teacher!" Zhou Jie came to touch his shoulder, Wang Zhen dodged, stood up and walked to the other side.

"I can't go," Wang Zhen said in a more serious tone, "you pay for the meal, you like to eat, so don't come to me."

Zhou Jie thumped her high heels a few times, and walked in front of Wang Zhen.

"I have made an appointment with your dad for this meal for almost a month. Teacher Ma was able to take the time to eat with us because he has great expectations for you," Zhou Jie said again, "I will add pocket money to you next month."

Hearing the pocket money, Wang Zhen thought about the tuition fee. The tuition fee has not yet been paid, and it would be nice if Zhou Jie could give the money.

"It's easy to talk about pocket money," Wang Zhen said, "Let's go."

Zhou Jie didn't expect Wang Zhen to change his face so quickly, he was stunned, and couldn't help laughing: "You..."

Wang Xiuming's car pulled out from the underground parking lot with double flashing lights.

When they arrived at the place, Zhou Jie took Wang Zhen out of the car as soon as the car stopped.

In the car, Wang Zhen changed out of what Wang Xiuming called the "trash-picking suit" and went upstairs in sweatpants.

The reserved box was on the second floor. There were many people in the hotel at night, and the elevator was crowded. Zhou Jie took a look and dragged Wang Zhen up the stairs.

After Wang Xiuming parked the car and went upstairs, Zhou Jie waved to him, and the three of them walked up to the second floor and came to the box.

"You come to open the door," Zhou Jie patted Wang Zhen's arm, "Remember, it's called 'Teacher Ma', with a warm smile."

Wang Zhen turned the doorknob, and Ma Zhinan was sitting on the right side of the table, looking down at his watch.

"Hello, Teacher Ma," Wang Zhen smiled, "I'm Wang Zhen."

"Teacher has been waiting for a long time," Zhou Jie said with a smile, "There is something wrong with the car, which delayed the time."

The dishes had already been scalded, Wang Zhen stood up and poured tea for Ma Zhinan, Zhou Jie gave him a look, Wang Zhen hesitated for a moment, and walked to Wang Xiuming's side.

Wang Xiuming picked up the teacup and took a sip, without looking at Wang Zhen, he tapped his fingers on the table a few times.

Zhou Jie would find topics to talk about, and the previous chats were all about Wang Zhen's studies in the first year of high school, and Ma Zhinan kept smiling.Wang Zhen felt that Ma Zhinan might have a facial paralysis - he could laugh with a score of [-], didn't he always lead key classes.

"Chinese and English are not bad," Ma Zhinan said, "I heard that you and Pei Yiwei are friends, you should help each other more often, and ask him if you have any questions about your studies."

Wang Zhen looked at Zhou Jie, who smiled quickly at him.

"Ah," Wang Zhen said, "yes."

...free "friends".

In the past, Wang Xiuming and Zhou Jie were always accompanied by someone when they reported to the office, but this time when both of them had something to do, Wang Zhen took a taxi to No. [-] Middle School by himself.

The dormitory is on the sixth floor, and there is no elevator. Wang Zhen looked at the piles of luggage under his feet, and was a little worried about his arms and legs.

There were a lot of students who came to report, and there were quite a few freshmen who had just entered high school. They all wore their own clothes, and the old students in school uniforms were easy to spot.Just as Wang Zhen wanted to call Yang Peng to come over to help, he suddenly saw a big and tall man at first glance.

The "free friend" Pei Yiwei stood out from the crowd, like a student who came out of a sports school, or the kind who practiced basketball.

Wang Zhen saw him walking forward without looking sideways, his hands were empty, so he quickly called him.

Pei Yi paused for a moment and glanced at him, but before he could say another word, she turned and walked into the dormitory area.

Can't 2 yuan buy a relationship to be a top student and work as a coolie?

Wang Zhen sighed, took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Yang Hang.

-Brother Hang, help me, I'm stuck at the school gate with my luggage

- i see you i'm right behind you

Yang Hang yelled at Wang Zhen, trotted over with his bag on his back, picked up Wang Zhen's bag and walked forward, saying, "Where are your roommates? Why don't you let them help you?"

"I don't know any of them," Wang Zhen said, "You still help me."

Yang Hang snorted, and said, "Where's the top student your uncle is looking for?"

"Let's go," Wang Zhen said, "You just ignore me."

Yang Hang carried his luggage up to the sixth floor, and was so tired that he almost sat down on the ground.

"I have to learn the arrogance of being literary." Yang Hang stood up on his knees, walked to the door of the dormitory, looked at the door plate, and touched the doorknob.

"It's almost done," Wang Zhen took out the key, "Don't suck away the domineering spirit of Renxue."

"Why did I just suck it?" Yang Hang rubbed the door plate again as he spoke, and almost kissed the door with his mouth.

Just as Wang Zhen was about to say that you blocked me from entering, the dormitory door opened from the inside.

——"Free friend" Pei Yiwei was standing by the bed ladder, lowering her head to make the bed.

"Ah," Wang Zhen smiled awkwardly, "such a coincidence?"

Pei Yi took a slight look at him, climbed onto the bed and began to pull the sheets.

"Is he the top student your uncle is looking for?" Yang Hang lowered his voice and said, "Not bad, quite handsome."

"Where are the eyes looking?" Wang Zhen glanced at him, "It's the same as a blind date."

After Wang Zhen digested this fact, he piled his luggage rolls in a corner, took out a few packs of snacks from his bag, and decided to clear up the dormitory relationship first, after all, he still has to live here for a whole year.

"Do you want to eat potato chips?" Wang Zhen looked at Pei Yiwei and another roommate.

"Thanks," said the roommate, "I don't eat puffed food."

Pei Yiwei shook his head without saying a word.

All right, Xueba is a god who eats wind and drinks dew, and doesn't eat snacks.

Wang Zhen tore open a bag of potato chips and chewed by himself.

"Well," said the roommate, "my name is Li Pei, the one who nurtured me, how about you?"

"Wang Zhen, the steadfast Zhen next to the words," Wang Zhen said.

"I know this, it means auspiciousness," Li Pei smiled, "Which class did you work in before? I don't think I've seen you before?"

Wenshi's students are almost all promoted from the key class of the first year of senior high school. It is normal for them to be familiar with each other. Although there will be a few dark horses showing up every year, but Wang Zhen is an ordinary student in an ordinary class. Jin Wenshi's dark horse.

"Ah," Wang Zhen said, "I'm in an ordinary class. It's normal that you haven't seen it."

Li Pei snorted and said, "Then you are very good. I heard from Lao Ma that only two of you were promoted from the ordinary class this year."

Wang Zhen smiled awkwardly, and looked down for a change of clothes.

No. [-] Middle School doesn't dye their hair. Wang Zhen bought a wig online. It was very troublesome to take it off and put it on.

He looked at his phone, the class meeting should be about to start now.

He rushed to the classroom in a hurry, but there were only two empty desks left in the class. One was alone and was in the last row, sandwiched between the second and fourth groups. It is usually annoying to be killed by people coming and going.

And the other one is behind Pei Yiwei, next to a person wearing glasses, flipping through a book.

Wang Zhen hesitated, walked to the single table, and pulled the stool away to sit.

"Wait," the person next to him suddenly yelled, "That stool is broken, don't sit on it!"

It was too late for him to remind, Wang Zhen had already hit the stool, and fell heavily on the ground in the next second.

There was a lot of movement, which shocked the whole class, and countless heads turned to the back of the classroom to find the source of the sound.

Wang Zhen was speechless and asked the heavens, this damn image was ruined just after school started, could it be any more unlucky?

He glanced at that person, this person is also very interesting, he won't move the stool if it's broken, isn't he fucking trying to trick him.

Bathed in colorful gazes, Wang Zhen walked behind Pei Yiwei, his glasses were still writing, and he was not affected at all, while Pei Yiwei stared at the book in a daze, without turning the pages for a long time.

Wang Zhen called Glasses: "Is there no one here?"

He looked up at him: "No, you can sit wherever you want."

Wang Zhen hung the schoolbag on the hook, and there were textbooks piled up in the drawer. It looked like there were five or six books, and Wang Zhen didn't bother to count them.

"You helped me get the textbook?" In this atmosphere, Wang Zhen didn't dare to speak loudly.

Glasses pointed at Pei Yiwei: "He."

Wang Zhen paused and said, "It's okay, then thank you for taking me in as my deskmate."

Glasses smiled, lowered his head and continued writing the question.

Squad leader Lan Xin was counting the duty information, and now it was Wang Zhen's turn.

She handed over a seating chart and said, "Fill in your name on the chart."

Wang Zhen picked up the watch and glanced at it, and he was the only one left without filling it.

He took a closer look, only to realize that the name of the glasses is Cai Zhuoxi, and... and Pei Yiwei's ugly handwriting.

Like a dog crawling, to be precise, it is a sick dog crawling around.

As soon as school started, Wen Shi had already fallen into a state of studying hard, no one chatted with him after class, Wang Zhen was so bored, he drew sketches all night, and when the get out of class bell rang, he carried his bag Sneak out of the classroom.

The person urging the tuition fee just sent him a text message, saying that he should pay it by the end of October at the latest, otherwise he will leave No. [-] High School.

Wang Zhen added all the money from WeChat, Alipay and bank cards, not even letting go of the campus card, so he couldn't get together the tuition fees of several thousand yuan.

He took out the lighter to smoke a cigarette, but the lighter ran out of gas.

There is a saying that when a person is unlucky enough to take a sip of cold water, the gap between his teeth is not enough to describe his mood now. He has to drink a ton of stones in one breath to be so depressed.

After the cold wind blew on the back mountain for a while, Wang Zhen threw away the lighter, thinking to take a step forward, but he didn't believe that the school could really expel him.

As he was walking down the mountain, he suddenly heard a few meows from Xiaolinzi.

Low, especially like the background music of a ghost movie, a bit creepy.

Wang Zhen turned on the flashlight, walked a few steps boldly, and saw a black shadow squatting on the stone steps.

"Fuck!" He was so frightened that he almost threw his phone out, and after seeing what the black shadow was, he couldn't help but curse out.

"What are you doing squatting there! Do you want to scare people to death!" Wang Zhen yelled at Pei Yi.

Ghost, no, Pei Yiwei didn't respond, turned his head to look at him, then turned his head back, and stuffed the bread on the ground back into his bag.

In front of him, on the bare ground, two cats were lying side by side, one big and one small, the small one was meowing, but the big one was silent.

"Stray cat?" Wang Zhen squatted beside him, reached out to pet the big cat, and was suddenly startled.

Stiff.

"How long has this been dead?" Wang Zhen looked at Pei Yiwei in surprise.

"He died today." Pei Yiwei said.

Wang Zhen paused, and went to touch the kitten. The kitten was alive, but very weak. It might not live for a few days if it was thrown here.

As long as he was petting the cat, Pei Yiwei picked up the big cat's body and walked to the trash can.

"What do you want?" Wang Zhen was stunned, and then stood up.

"Throw." Pei Yiwei raised the cat in his hand.

"What?" He stared at Pei Yiwei dumbfounded, and almost dropped the phone.

Pei Yiwei thought he didn't hear clearly, so she repeated: "Throw it away."

"Oh my god..." Wang Zhen hurried forward, "I should bury it anyway! What a psychological shadow the garbage collector will see."

Pei Yi asked slightly: "To be buried?"

"Of course," Wang Zhen said, "Why would you think of throwing the cat into the trash can? It's an animal after all."

"Oh," Pei Yiwei pointed to a flat place, "Is this okay?"

Wang Zhen watched him lift up the dead cat and felt that a dead cat could give him a living, so he nodded quickly.

Pei Yiwei picked up a branch and started digging.After digging a few times, he found that he hadn't dug fast with bare hands, so he rolled up his sleeves and dug with both hands.

"You..." Seeing that he was digging hard, Wang Zhen couldn't help but took a branch and started to help.

"Haven't you ever raised a cat before?" Wang Zhen said.

Pei Yi hummed slightly, and said, "I've only raised goldfish."

Wang Zhen looked up at him and said, "You throw the goldfish in the trash when it dies?"

Pei Yiwei didn't say a word this time, Wang Zhen slowly rolled his eyes and said, "...you are weird enough."

Wang Zhen digged the soil for a while, and felt his fingertips a little numb, and his nails were filled with mud. It was indescribably uncomfortable, but there was nothing he could do about it. Compared to letting the cat die on the back of the mountain, this nausea was still tolerable. In the range.Fortunately, the size of this cat is not too big. After about ten minutes of planing, the round hole is almost formed.

Wang Zhen put the cat at the bottom of the pit, covered it with soil, and said, "Sleep well, don't be a stray cat in your next life, be a pet cat."

Pei Yi looked at him slightly, but said nothing.

"After washing your hands, disinfect them. I have alcohol cotton here." Wang Zhen shook the mud off his shoes.

"Alcohol?" Pei Yiwei covered the last handful of soil and stood up.

"It's for disinfecting the earrings." Wang Zhen took out the alcohol cotton in the interlayer and handed two pieces to Pei Yiwei.

Pei Yi looked down at him slightly, there were two ear studs on Wang Zhen's right ear, silvery white, very small, hard to notice without looking closely.

After wiping his hands, Wang Zhen took out a pen and paper and wrote "There are cats, don't dig them" and covered them on the soil bag.

Pei Yiwei stepped forward to remove the paper and said, "Don't write anything."

"What if someone plants trees here?" Wang Zhen said.

"If you write it, someone will dig it out." Pei Yiwei said.

Wang Zhen thought about it, what Pei Yiwei said is not unreasonable, people are cheap animals, the more you say don't dig, the more the other party wants to dig, it's better not to write anything, but this kind of mass grave-style burial method, Wang Zhen Zhen felt that the cat was pitiful again, so he couldn't help but put a branch on it.

The kitten was shivering from the cold, Wang Zhen flicked the mud off it, put it in his bag and took it back to the dormitory.

The dormitory does not provide small animals. They are checked every month, and if caught, they will be confiscated.Wang Zhen picked up a cardboard box in the trash can downstairs, cut it a few times with scissors, and built a small nest.

The roommate Zhang Yuan who didn't show up during the day was lying on the bed looking at his mobile phone and said, "I picked it up outside?"

Wang Zhen hummed, took out an unworn school uniform, folded it, stuffed it into a cardboard box, and carried the kitten into it.

"This cat is too cute," Li Pei leaned over and touched it, "Just put it under my bed."

"Okay." Wang Zhen stuffed the box under Li Pei's bed, and Li Pei looked at it excitedly for a long time, as if he had never seen a cat.

Li Pei said: "Buy a can of goat milk powder online, and send it to SF Express and it will arrive tomorrow."

Wang Zhen hummed, placed an order online, and turned his head to see Pei Yiwei reading a book on the bed.

Just now he was talking about cats with Li Pei and Zhang Yuan, but the man didn't make a sound, as if it had nothing to do with him.

Wang Zhen sighed slowly and was about to go to bed. Li Pei, a cat lover, was still playing with cats underneath. He turned over and planned to check his phone for a while, but he slid open the screen saver, and a reminder to add friends suddenly popped up.

"Let's talk. Your painting is still here. Mu Xin moved to No. 15 in the lower corner. Zuo Xingjian."