There is such a metamorphosis in the world

He took a sip of the empty cup and drank it all in one gulp.He also frowned exaggeratedly, "This wine is spicy enough, if the Lu family drank it, they might jump their feet."

Certain things can't be stopped once they start talking, and the past is the best appetizer.

Xiao Jing drank while listening to Jiang Yang.

Two people of similar age raised a glass for an "old friend" who had been dead for almost ten years. The moment they drank it, they seemed to see the youth and bitterness covered in dust over the past few decades.

The wine bottles were all empty, and there was only food left. Xiao Jing felt his face was burning, but his consciousness was still clear. He raised his head and asked him, "How old is the child?"

Jiang Yang smiled again, and the smile became more shy: "It's almost the full moon, so you have to come for the full moon wine."

Unknowingly, the snow stopped, Xiao Jing came out to relax, the surrounding trees were covered with a thick layer of snow, and under the illumination of the street lamps, a hazy halo appeared.He felt a lot more awake, and when he turned around, he saw Jiang Yang on the phone.

The background was still dim yellow light, seeping out from the small restaurant, shining on his whole body.

Xiao Jing wandered all the way, from the down jacket that was bulging like a ball to the bright scarf, to the corners of his mouth that couldn't be stopped and his shining eyes.He heard him speak, in a sweet, soft tone.

"Don't, don't, what are you doing here? It's so late, it's snowing outside again, the road is slippery...well, I'll wait for you at the intersection, go slowly, I, I'm not in a hurry, I'm still warm after drinking What kind of cold... meal? Hey, what are you cooking, don't go to bed early if you have the time... Come on, slow down, watch the road..."

After hanging up the phone, rubbing his face, he said to Xiao Jing: "What's the matter, buddy, go to my house and rub it, my wife likes to be busy."

Xiao Jing shook his head, took the wallet and wanted to pay.

Jiang Yang stopped him and said that he would pay, looked at Xiao Jing in a daze and said, "Seeing how cowardly you are, I'll let you pay next time."

Xiao Jingjing nodded, hurriedly said goodbye, and left as if fleeing, forgetting about Jiang Yang's caution on the road.

He was so scared.

Jiang Yang's happiness is like a cannibal flower with its teeth and claws, outlining all the things he wants to get in his heart.

Xiao Jing was awakened by the pain, and the sudden pain in the second half of the night dragged him out of the heavy dream.Xiao Jing couldn't bear it anymore, he covered his stomach and just wanted to roll on the ground.With a pale face, he fell from the bed to the floor, fumbled for the phone on the bedside table, pulled it hard, and swept off the photos that were put together.He originally wanted to call Fang Tang, this was a rare opportunity to be weak and compromise.

Finally hit 120.

Because he saw Lu Jia's face, the photo fell to the side.

After reporting his name and address with difficulty, Xiao Jing curled up on the ground holding a photo of Lu's family.

Let me go, Lu family, let me go.

He wanted happiness too much, and was too lonely.When I was a child, I was alone, and finally picked a sunflower, but then the sunflower also withered.Xiao Jing couldn't help thinking of Jiang Yang, his smile, and those bright and beautiful eyes.

Fang Tang also brought a fruit basket when he came to visit.

Knocked a few times at the door, walked in and put down the fruit basket, ignoring the stool by the bed.

With a serious face, it seems that he will leave at any time.

She brushed her hair and adjusted the strap of her bag.

"I thought you would call me. After all...acute appendicitis, you usually..."

Xiao Jing, who was wearing a hospital gown, was sitting on the hospital bed, focusing all his attention on the photo in his hand, without looking at her with his head down.

Seeing that he didn't reply, Fang Tang changed the subject again: "I heard from the nurse that you were holding onto the photo frame tightly when you were sent to the hospital. Well, I know that's your cousin, but also..."

Xiao Jing still didn't return, staring at him like a stake.

Fang Tang breathed a sigh of relief: "That's fine, I'll go and pay your medical bills."

Xiao Jing finally raised his head and said in a low voice no need.

Fang Tang walked to the door and smiled back at him: "It's okay, you paid for the cafe last time, I don't like to owe others."

The blind date obviously failed.

Although both parents had full confidence in each other before this.

Two weeks later, Xiao Jing returned home. After a hasty meal, he was busy with the company and was about to leave. His mother with gorgeous hair followed to the door and persuaded with a sad face: "The grandma Wang next door came to chat with me again yesterday. Said that her daughter-in-law gave birth to her a girl, she looked so beautiful, and she even showed it to me. I saw it, it was really beautiful, and it made people feel comfortable. Xiaojing, you are not too young, mom I don’t ask for anything, just find someone you like and like, after so long, aren’t you lonely?”

"It's okay, Mom." He patted his mother on the back.

The originally straight back bent quite a bit, and the wrinkled woman in front of her could no longer beat him half to death with a stick like she did back then.

"There are many girls in the city, don't worry, there will always be."

"It's fine if you have this in mind. Also, silly boy, why don't you go home and live in a city and rent a house outside? Then why did your mother persuade you to come back? I'm the only one in this big house And that housekeeping aunt, Kong."

Xiao Jing: "My place is close to the company. Wouldn't it be nice for you to live here? The scenery is nice and the air is fresh."

"Look at the last time you lived alone and you were admitted to the hospital. Are you still blaming me for being too strict with you when you were young and hating me? I also..."

"It's nothing, Mom." Xiao Jing interrupted hastily.

Mother moved her mouth twice, and then said: "Recently, I had a phone call with your Aunt Lu. She lives in her hometown with your Uncle Lu. The house is also big, and the Lu family...so I want to move in and live with them. You're in your seventies and eighties, it's fine to chat, what do you think..."

Xiao Jing looked at the top of his mother's head, and then slowly raised his head to look at his own house.

This house, which spent so many years and buried so much waiting, is now abandoned like this.

His hidden plan, fantasizing about the sweet dream of being with the Lu family, is now like a joke.

No one cares, no one cares.

Incorrect.

Useless work.

"Okay, Mom, as long as you're happy," he said.

In the afternoon, I asked for leave from the company and bought a train ticket to Lu's hometown.

Today's weather is bad, gloomy, and the thick fog has not cleared yet.

Xiao Jing walked up the steps of the cemetery, stopped suddenly halfway, turned his head, and saw Lu Jia who was a child in the white mist bouncing around, calling his name like a trumpet with his hands.

He has seen this scene countless times in his dreams.

Xiao Jing turned around, closed his eyes and opened his hands.

After a few seconds, I opened my eyes, saw nothing, and turned back to continue climbing the steps.

Wait, wait, wait.

But he didn't wait for anything after all.

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The bicycle drove over the uneven bluestone slabs, and the white mist that diffused from the breakfast stall flew head-on, covering the face with wetness.Jiang Yang stepped on the pedal quickly, deftly passing through the crowd like a vigorous pony, and disappeared in a flash.

Today is the first day of school, and everyone must attend the opening ceremony on time according to the school regulations—even in the novels widely circulated among students, bad students always appear at the last moment with domineering aura and destroy the school. Stirring the ups and downs and making the girls scream - but in normal real life, these things don't exist at all.

With the sound of rapid braking, Jiang Yang grabbed the schoolbag in the bicycle basket, took a few steps upstairs, and at the same time gave a high-five to his little friend standing on the corridor, and then quickly rushed into the classroom.When he had just stuffed his schoolbag into the drawer desperately, the class bell rang loudly.

Jiang Yang smiled, leaned his body against the wall, and started a day of pretending to be a grandpa.

As I said before, Jiang Yang is a poor student.

But even if you are a poor student, you must abide by the discipline and the law, do not miss classes, leave early, or cheat, otherwise you will not get your graduation certificate, and you will have to record a major demerit on your file.The buddies who showed off their might have suffered a lot from this before, and the effect of being a soldier was stifled.

But Jiang Yang also understood in his heart that there is no need to pretend too much, because poor students are poor students after all.While thinking about it, he wobbled the stool back and forth restlessly, when the homeroom teacher came in, glanced at the source of the sound, said nothing, walked to the podium and began to talk about the upcoming opening ceremony.

Not long after, as the bell rang loudly, Jiang Yang stood up and followed the crowd to the playground.

The opening ceremony, this is a very, very boring thing, it is dressed up like a prosperous scene of getting married, the principal's opening remarks are the same, and the good students are swearing angrily.

Hmm... this guy on stage doesn't seem that excited...

It was rare for Jiang Yang to lift his eyelids to look up, and after one glance, he wished he could close them immediately.

The boy who is reading the speech right now is Xiao Jing who is number one in the whole grade.

Good student, Xiao Jing.

Although Jiang Yang and Xiao Jing had never talked before, or it should be said that they were strangers who had no intersection at all, when Jiang Yang saw this boy with the same black hair and black eyes for the first time, two large characters popped out of his head ,accurate.

He couldn't understand Xiao Jing's innate pretense.

Jiang Yang was raised by his grandmother.

In my impression, my parents have been very busy, and there are messy chores for work.Originally, a nanny was hired to put on a show in the empty big house, but then he simply threw it back to his hometown.

Little Jiang Yang didn't care at all.

He likes grandma. In summer, the bright white light is blocked by the surrounding tall trees, but it is much shaded.Grandma's house lived behind a large bamboo forest. At that time, he and his friends from the village went outside shirtless, and when they came back, they could eat mung bean popsicles made by grandma.Even though the bamboo mat in the afternoon was scalding hot, when grandma's big cattail fan came over, all the troublesome heat was blown away.

The unfettered days continued until the beginning of elementary school. Jiang Yang’s parents, carrying a bag full of RMB, returned home with conscience, only to realize that the shy little boy at first had been raised into a wild child who could climb trees and catch birds.