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The hot pot restaurant was located on Binjiang Road, and it was almost full when we went there. The two randomly chose a place to sit facing each other, and ordered a lot of food.

Before boiling the pot is always the most worrying thing. Jiang Cun may be starving and wanted to pick up the crispy meat on the plate. He tried many times but failed, so he silently put down his chopsticks.

Lin Lian looked at him with his chin resting on his shoulders, the playfulness in his eyes was self-evident.

He originally wanted to push the plate in front of Jiang Cun, but suddenly thought that he should not waste this good opportunity, and then sat next to Jiang Cun with a smile on his face: "Jiang Cun, do you want to eat crispy meat?"

"Hmm..." He nodded slightly, probably feeling too embarrassed to be seen by Lin Lian, and gently wiped the sweat from the tip of his nose with his fingers.

"You pick it yourself, or should I feed you?"

"I... I'm not hungry... No need..."

"No, you have to choose one."

Lin Lian put on a childish expression of "If you don't eat, I won't play with you", staring straight at him, his face got closer and closer, and he was about to kiss him.

"Brother Lian... Brother Lian feed me."

Lucky!earned it!

What he was waiting for was Jiang Cun's words, and then he picked up the plate and picked up the meat, just like a bad uncle who tricked children into eating candy, his heart was very sloppy.

Feeding people requires skill. Obviously, Lin Lian did not acquire this skill.

Jiang Cun went "ah" for a long time without taking a bite of minced meat.

He opened his mouth, his eyes narrowed slightly, his face was flushed, and there were still small beads of sweat sliding down his forehead.Lin Lian could see his white canine teeth clearly, but he couldn't bite the meat no matter what.

——With a Buddha in your heart, everything is worthwhile.Lin Lian, you just invited him to eat meat, can you not fail like that!

"Forget it..." Lin Lian retracted his chopsticks and sighed. If this continues, he may not even think about eating or drinking.Jiang Cun, a stupid kid who doesn't understand anything, may not know what happened when he was cheated out of his life one day, "How about feeding you like this?"

With one end of the meat in his mouth, he raised an eyebrow at Jiang Cun.

At this moment, the little white rabbit strayed into the wolf's den, at a loss, red from neck to ear, biting his lip, looking at Lin Lian: "Brother Lian, I think..."

"Okay, okay, I'm kidding you, I'm not kidding," he swallowed the meat in a few mouthfuls, "The pot is boiling, let's eat."

What did the crispy meat do wrong...

Jiang Cun also uses his left hand to hold chopsticks when eating, but it seems far less proficient than when holding a pencil. He can't pick up things for a long time. Yes, I can't see the expression clearly.

Lin Lian originally planned to chat a little while eating, but Jiang Cun ate very seriously, and ate very quickly. I don't know if it was to cover up the embarrassment just now, and occasionally deal with him with a few words , This meal has become his one-man show.

A meal was finished in less than four or 10 minutes, and the two of them started walking along Binjiang Road again.

The Binjiang Road here is very close to the river. It is divided into several steps. The highest part is full of shops. In recent years, for some reason, a row of KTVs have been opened, and a large group of uncles and aunts can be heard from a long distance away. You can walk down the ladder slowly, and when you reach the bottom, you can even touch the river directly.

I don't know which mountain it is in the distance, but there are endless small lights, which slowly light up from left to right. There are also Kongming lanterns, and there are also people who sell things, and there are many runners and bikers.

They walked to the bottom road, blowing the river wind, looking at the sky that hadn't completely darkened, and started chatting one after another. Most of the time, Lin Lian asked and Jiang Cun answered.

"Where did you transfer from? Why did you suddenly think of studying here?"

"In the main city, I used to be in the No. [-] Middle School. The principal of the No. [-] Middle School said that if I come to study, I can be exempted from tuition and miscellaneous fees, as well as scholarships and living allowances. I can also reimburse some money for learning painting, so I came."

Lin Lian seemed to notice a trace of melancholy in Jiang Cun's eyes, he paused, looked into the distance, and really wanted to tell others about his sad things.

Like a thick night, unable to find a way out in the universe, suddenly a flying meteor cuts a gap, and those unspeakable stories can flow crazily.

He has endured it for too long, and if he endures it any longer, he doesn't even know what he will become.

"I'm not a local, so there's no need to come down to study, but my parents don't care about me, and I don't have money, so I can only come down."

"They divorced when I was in kindergarten. Grandma left early and lived with grandpa all the time. At first they would give living expenses, but after they reorganized their families and had children, they forgot about me."

He spoke without emotion, as if he were merely stating unimportant facts.Lin Lian heard the light "just forget me", and felt so distressed that he wanted to hug the boy in front of him.

Jiang Cun walked half a step in front of him, and the evening wind blew his hair and clothes bulging, but the boy's figure was so thin.

"Grandpa passed away, and I couldn't work and go to school at the same time, so I came down to study. It's too expensive to study art. I don't have money, and I don't want to. The prices here are cheap and the competitiveness is relatively small."

"I'm also trying really hard to have a little more expression."

This is the most words he has spoken since Lin Lian and Jiang Cun met.

He regretted asking the question.

Grandpa is hard of hearing, can't hear clearly, is old, and can't do things well.Lin Lian followed him since he was a child, and got used to the silence between the two of them, and didn't go out to play with other children, and became more and more taciturn over time.

"Brother Lian, did you want to ask me why I don't use my right hand from the beginning?"

Jiang Cun turned around, looked at his white and slender hands with well-defined joints, and sighed again: "There was an accident in elementary school, and I couldn't use my right hand. If I held a pen again, I might not be able to move it. They came to see Passed me once, in my impression, after kindergarten, she hugged me that time."

"sorry."

"It's been a long time, and it doesn't hurt at all."

When he said these words, he was completely different from usual, indifferent and gloomy, he didn't blush, he didn't hesitate, and he didn't call him "Brother Lian" with a twinkle in his eyes.

"It's different when I'm with you," Jiang Cun stared at Lin Lian, and suddenly became serious, "I like you."

Before the words fell, Lin Lian's heart was filled with turbulent waves.

He tightened his expression - maybe my liking confused him?

"No, I'm talking about 'that' liking, which is the liking among classmates." He tried to explain in a vague way.

Lin Lian deliberately pretended to be relieved, but at the same time felt empty in his heart.

"Ha, I knew that my uncle was loved by everyone, you said he was a little painter?"

He hooked Jiang Cun's shoulders with a smile, pretending that the sad atmosphere and embarrassing conversation hadn't happened, and squeezed Jiang Cun's face - no tears.

"Let him pass the past. My parents are also working in other places. I have been living by myself since elementary school. It is a great honor to be liked by the little painter!"

Listening to his nonsensical words, Jiang Cun laughed, the kind who really felt happy—and laughed out loud.

"Student Jiang Cun, let's make an agreement."

"What agreement?"

Lin Lian stretched out his hand: "Leave the past behind, and it will be a new day. You mustn't hide your emotions."

"What about you? Classmate Lin Lian?" He whispered and stretched out his hand.The two held hands together, thumbs touching.

"You can't show your emotions and anger, I can't...don't like you..."

The second half of the sentence "I don't like you" was submerged in the long whistle. Lin Lian didn't know if Jiang Cun could understand what he was saying, but he saw Jiang Cun said.

--"it is good."

Under the starry sky, the two showed the smiles that a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy should have.

Obviously, the stars are rare these years, but on that day, the moonlight was bright and the stars were gentle.

The night paved them with the most beautiful colors, covering up the blush on the boy's cheeks.

The National Day holiday came, and the class began to boil.

Everyone knew that the teacher was there, but they couldn't help but start discussing what to prepare for the school celebration.

Both of Lin Lian's classes joined the class group, and the chat records of the two parties were clearly seen, and some bad thoughts arose in his mind.

As expected of a top class, the routines of both sides are exactly the same, so let's just have a big connection.

He started sending messages to the grade directors.

"Teacher, hello! I'm Lin Lian from Class [-], Grade [-]. May I ask if this school celebration can be combined across classes?"

It took a long time to wait for the teacher's reply, let alone the grade director. Lin Lian took advantage of this time to harass Jiang Cun and sent several sand sculpture messages.

"By the way, there's that painting."

He carefully took out the painting from the roll, unfolded it, and suddenly felt particularly moved.

In the painting, Lin Lian is sitting crookedly on a stool with his legs crossed, facing the front, smiling brightly with peach blossom eyes.The background is dark, the stools are dark, and the dirty lining is dark. Lin Lian seems to be smiling in the night, like a beam of light.Jiang Cun has taught himself oil painting, and his personal style is very strong. It is especially obvious that when he sculpted Lin Lian's facial features, he painted very seriously.

It's a pity that he was so busy looking at the painting that he ignored a piece of paper that fell out of the roll and folded it in half many times.

The phone vibrates, "You have an unread new message"——

"can."

Then switch the interface, click on the top message, and sent a voice very coquettishly: "Baby, do you want to arrange a program together for the school celebration? The grade director said that we can cross classes."

I don't know if he was scared by his "baby", but Jiang Cun responded quickly this time: "I don't want to participate in the school celebration."

Then came another one.

[Peach Planting Taoist]: But if you want to participate.

[Peach Planting Taoist]: I'll go.

The Taoist priest who planted peaches was Jiang Cun's WeChat ID, and Lin Lian couldn't figure out what the meaning of this ID was, so he probably typed it casually.But my id is different, it is low-key and luxurious, which fits my personality very well.

【Handsome Lin】: Can you

[Handsome Lin]: No

[Handsome Lin]: Yes

[Handsome Lin]: Finish the sentence at once?

For a long time, Jiang Cun didn't reply, and the interface kept showing "the other party is typing." Lin Lian felt that he was speaking too seriously, and Jiang was unhappy, and suddenly laughed out loud when he saw the message after half a minute. .

It turned out that this guy wanted to finish his speech with a single bubble!It is estimated that I felt that the wording was wrong halfway through typing, and then chuachuaachua deleted and reorganized the language.The last thing he sent was just a very plain sentence, but it pierced Lin Lian's heart.

[Peach Planting Taoist]: I want to finish it all at once, but I'm afraid you'll get impatient if you wait too long.

[Peach Planting Taoist]: When I posted the above message, you probably also scolded me in your heart.

"Stupid, that person named Jiang Cun seems a bit stupid, but I just like it, what's wrong?"

Lin Lian suppressed the urge to speak this sentence, and only nodded with a wicked and crazy expression, saying: "Smart, as expected of my brother Lian, I know I'm stupid! [/Love you]"

Only when he was joking like this, did he dare to post those sand sculpture soybean emoticons with little red hearts so unscrupulously.

[Handsome Lin]: Send me a voice message

[Peach Planting Taoist]: Send what?

Lin Lian was very satisfied, and Jiang Cun replied without hesitation with "what to send" instead of "why". He squeezed his chin and thought for a few seconds, and copied a rustic love story.

[Handsome Lin]: [/Picture] Read this, I’m playing Truth or Dare, they insist on finding someone to confess to me.

[Peach Planting Taoist]: ...

Since then, Lin Lian has turned from the arrogant gangster mode to the nonsense school, staying at home by himself, and playing big adventures in his mind?

【Peach Planting Taoist】: [Voice']

He was not willing to listen. He spread out the political book on the table, looked at the blue sky outside the window, and yelled a very hypocritical sentence.

"Today is another beautiful day!"