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He Zhao fell asleep until noon when he was woken up by the phone call. He stared at the edge of the bed and touched the edge of the bed until he remembered to put the phone on the table before going to bed.

Glancing at the screen, it was Uncle Liu, his grandfather's former subordinate, because He Zhao's grandfather had helped him, and Uncle Liu had always been kind to He Zhao's grandparents.

After answering the phone, Uncle Liu said, "Xiao Zhao, it's me, Uncle Liu, your grandma asked me to bring you some fruit. Are you at home? I'll carry it up for you."

He Zhao came out of the room, there was no one at home, Zhang Jiangyang didn't know where to go again.

He quickly brushed his teeth, washed his face, and opened the door. Uncle Liu had already brought up the imported fruits from grandma, and there were actually three small boxes.

He Zhao looked at the sweat on Uncle Liu's forehead and felt a little embarrassed: "Come in and sit down and have some tea."

"Don't sit down, next time, I just came here because of something." Uncle Liu smiled, "Your grandparents really love you."

He Zhao followed with a smile: "Yes, it hurts me very much."

After sending Uncle Liu away, he immediately called grandma: "Grandma, I have received the fruit you asked Uncle Liu to deliver. Why are there so many fruits?"

"What's more, not much, you are studying hard now and just eat more fruit. If you can't finish eating, give some to your brother. I remember correctly, it's my brother?" Grandma seemed to be walking, "We organize community performances in the community, we Yeah, I'm in a hurry to dance in the square, so I won't tell you first."

"It's younger brother, younger than me." He Zhao said with a smile, "You work hard and take more photos for me."

He Zhao washed an apple and walked around the house several times while gnawing on it. He was so bored, what should he do?

Why is he the only one at home?Where did Uncle Zhang and mother go?Went to the store?

Where did Zhang Jiangyang go?

I don't know what Yi Shi is doing when the same person is at home?

homework?

It was the third day of the holiday, and He Zhao just remembered that he hadn't written a single word of his vacation homework.

He straightened his schoolbag, picked some of the best-looking fruits from the box, walked up to the seventh floor and rang the doorbell.

Contrary to He Zhao, Yi Shi habitually woke up early today.

Maybe because of the holiday, this morning is very quiet, there are no noisy students going to school, no office workers rushing to work in a hurry, and the elderly in the community seem to be relaxed, doing morning exercises, playing chess, and chatting in twos and threes.

Yi Shi randomly found a breakfast shop and bought a drawer of steamed buns and a bowl of porridge. When he went downstairs, he met Granny Ma who had come back from a walk in the morning. Granny Ma took care of him more.Granny Ma had a good memory and called out his name accurately: "Yi Shi, good morning, it's really rare for you to wake up so early at your age."

Yi Shi nodded: "Morning."

After walking a few steps away, a mother-in-law who was walking with Grandma Ma asked, "Who is that young man?"

Granny Ma said, "The new one is Xiao Zhao's friend."

When they reached the sixth floor, Lin Peiling and Zhang Peng were coming out, and they smiled when they saw him: "It's back from buying breakfast, it's so early, Xiao Zhao hasn't woken up yet."

Lin Peiling looks a little like He Zhao, and she looks even more similar when she smiles.When seeing her for the first time, Yi Shi felt that she should be some relative of He Zhao.

After breakfast, Yi Shi sat at the desk and wrote two test papers.

The sound insulation of this old house is really poor. The TV in the opposite building is turned on very loudly, and the sound of the neighbor turning the key and closing the door can be clearly heard.

But downstairs seemed to be very quiet all the time, except for the time when Grandma Zhang Jiangyang came the day before yesterday, there was very little noise.

So there is no way to tell from the sound whether that person has gotten up or not.

Lunch was pasta, and Yi Shi stared at the bubbling pot, casually thinking that He Zhao might not come today.

This place is indeed much more lively than the place where he lives abroad. It seems that everyone knows everyone, and everyone seems to be related to everyone, but it's not the same.

Regardless of whether it is hot or not outside, or how lively it is, when the door is closed, he is always alone.

When He Zhao talked to him about his grandparents last night, Yi Shi thought of his own grandma.

He remembered that Yi Qian mentioned that grandma was the young lady of a rich family, and there were several brothers and sisters in the family, and she was the youngest, so she was inevitably a little delicate.But after her grandfather passed away, she bravely followed her children to a foreign country, a place where they could not understand the language.In Yi Qian's memory, grandma is a warm and great existence.

In Yi Shi's memory, there were moments of tenderness, but as grandma got older, illness and homesickness tormented her into another person.Grandma has poor legs and feet, so she hired a Chinese nurse to take care of her and chat with her.When she is sober, she will be very sober, and when she is confused, she will forget about other things and only repeat that the flowers and plants at home should be watered, why her brothers and sisters don't come to see her, call her grandpa's name and that she wants to go home.

She never seems to regard her home abroad as her home, and her home always refers to the other side of the Pacific Ocean.

Yi Shi thought more than once that the one thing she regrets most in her life should be making up her mind to cross the ocean to take care of him.

About three months before grandma passed away, her older sister left this world first. No one dared to tell her the news, but she still knew, and sat facing the window that day for a whole day.When Yi Shi pushed her wheelchair to eat, she covered her face with her bark-like dry hands and asked, "Why didn't you want to follow me back to the country?"

Yi Shi knew when she was talking about. Grandma had mentioned it too many times. She was not used to living in the beginning and planned to take him back to the country. It was he who cried and refused to leave his mother, so grandma softened her heart.

At that time, he was only three years old and had no memory at all, but the 16-year-old Yi Shi still said, "I'm sorry."

Grandma suddenly cried, and after a while, she patted his hand: "You are a good boy."

When Yi Shi was younger, "You are a good boy" was almost her grandmother's catchphrase, but she didn't know when, her grandmother became more and more indifferent to him, and she was even reluctant to see him.

Perhaps, he was regarded as the chief culprit of all tragedies.

However, Yi Shi is still grateful to her and willing to take care of her sympathetically.

He seems to be redundant from birth, everyone has their own life, no one's life can fill a redundant him, and grandma is the only one who is willing to change her life to accept and take care of him.

Even if I regret it for other reasons in the end, at least the sincerity and love at the beginning really existed.

It was something he rarely got, even if he took it back later.

Just as Yi Shi took out the pasta and mixed it into the sauce pot, the doorbell rang.

When he walked out of the kitchen, he looked up from the window. The sky was very blue and the clouds were white, and the sun was very glaring. It seemed that there was no wind at all. The air seemed to be frozen and the light was slightly distorted.

It's a weather that no one wants to go out.

Compared with the small peak in the morning, the flow of people downstairs, in the community, and in the nearby streets disappeared like an ebb tide, leaving them deserted and tired.No one could be seen, no life at all, like a still picture scroll.

Only the loud and constant ringing of the doorbell broke the deadness.The person who rang the doorbell seemed to be very impatient, pressing the doorbell again and again, like the cicadas in summer, which are noisy but lively.

Yi Shi opened the door, and He Zhao was carrying a schoolbag on one shoulder, holding a bunch of fruits in his arms, and impatiently pressing the doorbell with his elbow.

The moment he saw Yi Shi, He Zhao casually tilted his head and smiled at him.

This is the first time Yi Shi can see how a person smiles so clearly.

The eyes are bent down as a whole, but the end of the eyes is raised a little bit, and the flat lower eyelids are properly piled up with slender arcs. The pupils are very bright, like amber in the sun, showing shimmering streamers.The beads of the lips are turned up, and the corners of the mouth are raised up frankly.

He Zhao's eyes are narrow and long, but round and round. When he is not smiling, he often gives people a round and innocent feeling, but when he smiles, he always has a kind of youthful mischievous clarity and high spirits.

As soon as the door opened, He Zhao felt the cold air from the air conditioner desperately beckoning to him, and he stuffed all the fruit he was holding into Yi Shi's arms: "Meeting ceremony, I'm here to copy homework."

"Where's my little blue shoes?" He Zhao opened the shoe cabinet, but didn't see the pair of slippers he usually wears.

Yi Shi put the fruit in the refrigerator and walked over: "What little blue shoes?"

He Zhao immediately pointed to the indoor slippers on his feet: "Why are you wearing my little blue shoes?"

Yi Shi looked down at the slippers on his feet. He forgot to change his shoes when he went out to buy breakfast this morning, and he didn't notice until he went downstairs.After buying breakfast and returning home, I washed the dirty pair of indoor slippers, hung them on the balcony, and changed the pair on my feet.

This pair of indoor slippers is white, and Yi Shi doesn't know why He Zhao called them little blue shoes, nor why he just likes this pair.

"Wear something else." Yi Shi said.

"I like this pair. The soles of the shoes have Jingdong cat printed on them." He Zhao muttered, took another pair of shoes from the shoe cabinet, and threw them on the ground.

Jingle cat printed on the sole?

After Yi Shi settled for a few seconds, he took off the little blue shoes that He Zhao was talking about, and put on the shoes that He Zhao just threw on the ground.

"Thank you." He Zhao put on the little blue shoes contentedly. After thinking for a while, he raised his feet and showed the soles to Yi Shi. "Look, is there a Jingle cat?"

Yi Shi glanced at it, and there was indeed a Jingdang cat's head.

He Zhao put the schoolbag on the sofa, and his nose fluttered: "What delicious food did you cook? It smells so good."

"Have you had lunch?" Yi Shi asked.

"Not yet. When I woke up, I could only think about my studies, and I didn't even have time to order takeaway." He Zhao said.

Yi Shi came out with a plate: "We'll have pasta for lunch today."

He Zhao leaned over: "Wow, the pasta looks really good."

Yi Shi: "You are late."

He Zhao understood what he meant, but he didn't cook for him.

Originally, He Zhao was not hungry after eating an apple to fill his stomach, but now the glutton in his stomach was aroused, and he discussed with a shy face: "You can share half with me, and I will share half with you when my takeaway arrives."

Yi Shi did not refuse: "Go get the plate."

He Zhao quickly took a plate from the kitchen, put it in front of Yi Shi, and Yi Shi gave it to him with a fork.

He Zhao sat down across from Yi Shi, only to realize that he had taken the plate but not the fork, so he immediately snatched the fork from Yi Shi's plate and took a bite, giving a thumbs up: "It's delicious, I'll order a fish with pickled cabbage Well, do you like fish?"

Yi Shi paused, went into the kitchen and took a new fork: "Yes."

He Zhao had a hard time during his first year of military training. Every day, he ate vegetables and clear soup with little water. The teenagers were so hungry that it reached the point where one of the boys in the class hid from the instant noodles and wanted to get together and share a mouthful of noodles and a mouthful of soup to taste the taste. .He Zhao was also very hungry but did not participate in this multiplayer activity because he felt it was unhygienic.Although he doesn't have a cleanliness fetish, it's still uncomfortable to think about exchanging saliva with so many people.

He ate the pasta Yi Shifen gave him, and for some reason he remembered that time.

In a difficult environment, the classmates who didn't even have complete names in the class all became brothers and sisters who suffered together, shared food and food, and became close without knowing it.

He and Yi Shi are also able to share food and eat together.

He Zhao has a sensitive mind but doesn't remember anything. He sleeps and eats well and is in a good mood. Right now, he has completely forgotten the little bit of unhappiness from last night.

There's nothing wrong with being at the same table.

He and Yi Shi are not just sitting at the same table, they are also the landlord and the tenant, and they are also the foodie and the chef.

After eating the pasta and waiting for the pickled fish to come to the door, He Zhao looked at Yi Shi who was sitting across from him, who was also doing nothing and playing with his mobile phone, and suddenly asked, "Would you have been at the same table before?"

Yi Shi answered very simply: "Yes."

"Yes?" He Zhao was a little suspicious, "Don't lie to me, I've watched American dramas too, okay? Don't I teach in small classes when I watch dramas?"

Yi Shi: "Yes."

He Zhao persisted: "So you didn't have a tablemate before, right?"

Yi Shi looked away from the phone screen: "Yes."

He Zhao was inexplicably excited, and cleared his throat: "Then am I the first deskmate when you grow up?"

Yi Shi didn't know why he asked this suddenly, met his obviously expectant gaze, choked up a moment and said the opposite answer: "No."

"No?" He Zhao nodded at the table, "Then who is your first tablemate?"

Yi Shi turned his gaze back to the phone screen: "I don't know."

He Zhao: "I don't know? Think about it again, if you don't want to be clear, I won't let you eat later."

Yi Shi: "..."

He Zhao asked again, "Is it me?"

Yi Shi seemed to accept his fate, without raising his head: "Yes."

He Zhao rolled his eyes, leaned on the table and chuckled, "You've made money at the same table as me, and I'll treat you very well, at the same table."

Yi Shi was taken aback for a moment, then looked up at He Zhao.The person in front of him seemed very happy to get the answer he wanted, the corners of his raised mouth kept curling up, and he even started humming softly unconsciously.

Yi Shi could no longer recall whether anyone had ever said to him "I will treat you very well". It might be too heavy a promise, but it was also a kind of promise.

If it was someone else, he might not have cared at all, but He Zhao...he is really good to everyone.

"Get up, it's dirty." Yi Shi said expressionlessly.

He Zhao, who was lying on the dining table, obediently got up from the dining table, and muttered to retort: ​​"Where is it dirty, I just touched it and it is not oily or dirty at all."