No.20 years

10

Hao Chun felt like he drank a bottle of Lao Baigan in one gulp, his head was a little dizzy, and his steps were a little messy.The brain couldn't react and completely shut down.

"What did you say?"

"You don't want to marry someone else..."

Before finishing this sentence, a fist swung over.Chen Jingming grabbed Hao Chun and stepped back hastily. Hao Chun threw himself into Chen Jingming's arms in this extremely weird twisted posture.

Chen Jingming was still ten centimeters taller than him. He pinched him in front of his chest, turned around and caught the punch firmly with his back.

Qian Yasan's roar rang like thunder in their ears - "I'll kill you!"

The punch was so heavy that Chen Jingming staggered Hao Chun.

Hao Chun felt uncomfortable. "Let me go!" After the words came out, he realized that his voice was very hoarse.

He coughed twice and pushed Chen Jingming's chest. "None of your business, you go!"

Chen Jingming looked down at him, his eyes were burning with anger. "Is this the person you're looking for?"

Hao Chun remained silent, his eyes drooping.

"Is this the person you are looking for? You just want to marry him?" Chen Jingming kept asking.

The voice of Qian Yasan laughing wildly came from behind. "That's right, I'm his husband! What are you, running here to drill eyes?!"

Chen Jingming turned his back to him.

Over the past ten years, Chen Jingming's appearance has changed a lot.There is only Hao Chun in this world who can recognize him at a glance.

Chen Jingming turned his head slowly, and met Qian Piao's eyes.Qian Yansan's wild laughter stopped abruptly.

"You, you are Chen..."

"Chen Jingming."

Chen Jingming calmly reported his family name, then frowned, "Who are you?"

Déjà vu, eyes confused.

Qian Biaosan suddenly became flustered, and recklessly used his left hand to grab Hao Chun in his arms.Hao Chun was pulled vigorously by the two, and his body twisted badly. "Let go! Let go of me!"

Hao Chun struggled and waved his hands, pushing Chen Jingming's arms away with one hand, but pushing Qian Biaosan back a step with the other.Both of them were furious.Qian Baosan swung his fist with his left hand, and it hit Hao Chun firmly on the chin.

Hao Chun's face was distorted by this punch, and the teeth in his mouth became loose. "Bah bah!" He spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva.

"You dare to hit him!" Chen Jingming roared angrily, rushed over and twisted into a ball with Qian Biaosan.The neat black suit is wrinkled, and the ankles under the cropped trousers are thin and strong.

Chen Jingming hadn't seen him fighting with anyone for many years.

Hao Chun laughed twice in his throat, and stepped back with his hands wide open.The new injury on the chin, together with the slap prints from the previous slap by Qian Baosan, was full of scars.Hao Chun felt a severe pain in his head, as if there were a thousand bees buzzing incessantly inside.At first he backed up, backed up, then suddenly squatted down, put his head in his hands, and howled in pain.

The scream pierced the sky.People from the Civil Affairs Bureau stopped in shock, watching the two wrestling together, and seeing the other squatting next to him with his head in his arms, crying or laughing, howling like a wounded beast.

From this point of view, it's a bloody love triangle!The crowd gathered more and more densely, and the words were chaotic, like water floating in the world.Carrying Hao Chun sinking or floating, he tried his best to stir his chest to breathe, but he could only sink his head while being held down by more idle words.

"Ah!" He screamed again, the fragments in his head fell down, black, heavy and hideous.

The wailing finally caught Chen Jingming's attention. He turned his head to take a look, and suddenly his face shook violently.

Swish.

Qian Yongsan kicked his foot in the air, kicking him in the crotch.Chen Jingming groaned in pain, but ignored it, and ran towards Hao Chun limping.

That pose is extremely ridiculous.

There are more and more people around, and the people's language is cluttered, like a large group of black seaweed, and it is difficult to understand.Wrapping around Hao Chun's arms and back, dragging him into the abyss.

Hao Chun grinned, wanting to laugh, but blood was oozing from the corners of his lips.Beads of blood clotted on the chapped lip skin, shocking.

"Ah Chun!" Chen Jingming jumped towards him, trying to hold him in his arms, but Hao Chun couldn't hear what he was saying.

He was ill again.

He started to convulse, and the blood was mixed with a lot of white foam, overflowing from the corner of his mouth.His eyes turned up, his limbs twitched nervously, and his whole body fell to the ground.Chen Jingming hugged him vigorously, but he slid down again and again, unable to hug him.His belly was upright, like a dying fish struggling desperately on the chopping board.

11

"... Ah Chun, what's wrong with you, Ah Chun?"

The shouting became more and more indistinct. Hao Chun didn't know whether he was dreaming or taking it seriously. He saw the Jinxing Middle School from that year again.

20 years ago, the second (third) class of junior high school.

In front of the desk is a stack of brand-new teaching guide books, the topics in which he recognizes, but he does not recognize them.

Hao Chun raised his head from the reference book, and Chen Jingming stood in front of him expressionlessly, tapping his fingers on his desk.

"You write twenty of these questions every day! If you don't know it, I will teach you."

"Why?" Hao Chun leaned back, spread his legs, and said lazily, "You're not my old man!"

"You are like this just because your father doesn't care about you!" Chen Jingming's lips were drawn into a straight line, and his waist was straight. "From today on, I will accompany you to do your homework every day after school."

"Don't!" Hao Chun raised his chin, turned away, and didn't even look at it.

After about a minute, Chen Jingming didn't speak any more.Hao Chun sneaked a sneak peek at him out of the corner of his eye, and saw that boy had serious brows and eyes, with displeasure written all over his face.

"...You, do you have a girlfriend?"

"Ah?" Hao Chun turned around in surprise, and the ballpoint pen in his mouth fell off.

He wiped his mouth with the sleeve of his school uniform, looking bewildered. "What are you talking about? I go to and from school with you every day, how can I have time to fall in love? Besides, these girls in the class don't even look down on me!"

"You also know that you are useless!"

"whispering sound!"

Seeing his stupid look, Chen Jingming raised his thin lips slightly, and smiled unconsciously, revealing a small dimple on his left cheek.

Then Chen Jingming knocked on his desk again. "Do your homework with me every day."

Repeated again, what a nagging!

Hao Chun crossed his arms and rolled his eyes lazily. "What on earth do you want? After school, you won't let me go. Just look at the two of us in this classroom!"

Chen Jingming glanced at him and answered seriously. "The teacher asked you to copy the text a hundred times."

After finishing speaking, he turned out a Chinese book from the book in the creaking nest like a magic trick.

Hao Chun got a headache when he read this book. "Can we have a discussion, Chen Jingming? As for you, just continue to be your three-good student. As for me, continue to be my scumbag. Can you?"

Chen Jingming didn't speak.

"Squad leader, please hold your hand high and let the little one go!"

Hao Chun played foreign guns with him.

Chen Jingming remained silent, as hard as a stone in a latrine.

Seeing that this trick didn't work, Hao Chun frowned, thinking about it.He simply lowered his arms, leaned forward, and approached Chen Jingming.Hooked Chen Jingming's white shirt sleeve with his little finger.

Chen Jingming looked down at him, still stuck to the desk, standing like a javelin.

Hao Chun increased his strength, put all five fingers together, and shook Chen Jingming's arm vigorously.

"Really, I am a person, although I am usually quite smart," Hao Chun boasted brazenly. "But as soon as I do my homework, I get a headache! I'm afraid I inherited it from my mother." He poked his temple.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Chen Jingming's expression darkened. "Don't curse yourself!"

"Yo ho! Are you still taboo about this? You are young and live like an old man."

It was probably a sunny afternoon that day too.Hao Chun remembered that the light was not very bright at that time, around six o'clock in the evening, bright yellow light crept in through the glass window, fluffy, like a layer of hazy fog.

Chen Jingming in the fog didn't agree to him in the end, but pinched the soft flesh on the back of his neck, scratched Hao Chunxiao and collapsed in front of the desk, lying on the table, with his hands still hooked on Chen Jingming's arm .A stack of books was spread out randomly, and the wind blew the pages, making a rattling sound.

One by one, Chen Jingming marked all the difficult points and key points for him.The handwriting is clear and long, dizzy in the evening light.

The fog is getting thinner, 15-year-old Chen Jingming and 15-year-old Hao Chun are sitting side by side in the last row of the classroom, burying their heads in their homework.

"I don't know how to do this."

"I teach you."

"This question will not!"

"...Hao Chun, use your brain!"

"My mother didn't give me this thing when she gave birth to me! Chen Jingming, are you fucking annoying! I won't do it!"

"...It was my fault, Ah Chun, let's start over again."