green tree from forest

I switched to my chest and said, "I've brought it on, hey, I saw you!" I said and raised my hand: "Here it is! Go straight!"

There was still a long way to the exit, but I saw him at a glance, a big boy in a white T-shirt and black sweatpants.

Wen Bo is fairer than the passer-by girl next to her. I can see clearly that she is not tanned at all when she travels on a hot day, but he really has him.

When he saw me, he quickened his pace, walked to me through the scattered crowd, grabbed my bag with crooked eyes and asked, "What did you bring?"

We walked out side by side. I opened my bag and handed him the Oreo and took out another bottle of water.

Wen Bai took it apart and started to eat it, with a satisfied expression on his face.

"It's almost two o'clock, isn't there lunch on the plane?"

He bit the Oreo into pieces and said, "I sent a sandwich, it's not enough to eat."

I looked at the Oreo crumbs on the corner of his mouth, and wiped them with my hand, "Snack first, what do you want for lunch? McDonald's?"

Wen Bo always likes to use McDonald's for three meals a day. I later found out that he doesn't like it. Sometimes it's because of convenience, and sometimes he goes to McDonald's to see passers-by for inspiration.

He took a sip of water, covered the lid and checked my forehead temperature, and said, "I won't eat McDonald's anymore, I'll take you to eat something else."

After getting into the taxi, Wen Bo told the driver to go to a big shopping mall near my home.

So the two of us walked into a porridge shop and ordered two different casseroles of porridge, one with crispy meat and one with pan-fried fish rolls.

He pushed the porridge with tender bamboo shoots and shredded duck in front of me, stopped the scallop and seafood porridge to his own, and drew a line between the other two dishes and me.

I used my chopsticks to order some white porcelain plate with crispy meat and asked him, "What do you mean this is?"

Wen Bai said solemnly: "You are the best, don't eat fried ones."

During the meal, I tried several times to put the chopsticks into the other two plates, but failed.

Leaving the restaurant, he half-wrapped my neck and pulled me closer, "Don't be upset, I'll treat you to hot pot next time!" He then rubbed my hair with his hands.

When Wen Bo spoke, his breath sprayed on my ear pinnae, and the air conditioner in the shopping mall happened to be hot and cold, so that the redness at the base of my ears would not appear too quickly.

Wen Bo is always sultry without knowing it, so that the female classmates in his class are always attracted to him, and they refuse to let him go after graduation, inviting him to dinner and movies every day.

I know he declined these offers, but not why.

The shopping mall is very close to our home, and we can walk under the arcade, and we go back to our homes after entering the community.

Before we left, Wen Bo said that he had to catch up on sleep if he got up too early in the morning, and told me not to call him for dinner, and reminded Ms. Xu not to be his part.

I said "Okay" with my usual face, but I was very disappointed in my heart.

In the evening that I could get along with him, there was one less.

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◎Happiness from Heaven◎

The black curtains are drawn tightly, and I have no way of spying on the whereabouts of my sweetheart.

The thick "Guidelines for Filling in Volunteers" was spread out on the table. I read two pages from time to time, and then looked up out the window.

The night was getting darker, and the bay window almost blended with the darkness outside. Fortunately, the exterior walls of the community were painted gray and white so that it would not be completely swallowed up.

Wen Bai is an art student, and his college entrance examination scores are much higher than mine, so it doesn't make sense for him to be in the same school as me.After I guessed his choice, I made a choice in the surrounding area of ​​that school.

Yanda University in the neighboring province is very good. It is very close to Xiachuan Academy of Fine Arts, and the high-speed rail only takes one hour. The only problem is that my grades are not enough. If I choose a popular major, I have to obey the adjustment 100%.

I put fluorescent stickers on this page, closed the book, and stared at the window in a daze. After a while, I remembered the diary that I had sealed in the drawer for a long time.

The book was bought by Wen Bai and I when we went shopping in a bookstore. It has a dark green cloth cover with a rubber band of the same color that binds the book. There are blank pages inside, without horizontal lines or squares.So I occasionally take it easy and draw a few stick figures named Quince.

I patted the cover of the book, and turned to the last page of the record. It was the last day of the winter vacation of the third year of high school. On that day, I wrote to myself: I want to be someone who can always stand side by side with Wen Bai.

I touched this line of words, and thought that it was not too far off track.

Wen Bai showed excellent painting talent when he was young, and after being taught by my mother a few times, he skyrocketed and soon developed his own style. His path already has a direction, and I am still standing at the crossroads. I don't know how to go to that cape without quince.

I picked up the pen, ignored today's trivial daily routine, and wrote down the matter of picking up people at the airport:

The flight was late, and I brought Oreos to Wen Bo, and I bought pineapple pie on the way, but unfortunately the pineapple pie was crushed by the mineral water, so I didn't give it to him.

Wen Bai was very satisfied with today's seafood porridge, and finished the whole portion. The fish roll seemed to be quite satisfactory, but he frowned when he ate the crispy meat. I suspect it was because there was fat mixed in it.

I haven't figured out what reason to meet him tomorrow.

I put the notebook in the drawer on the first floor, then walked out of the room to communicate with Ms. Xu, took a shower and went to bed half an hour later, trying to get sleepy.

Ms. Xu always puts me in the best possible stock, so after hearing my choice, she just said: "There are too many variables in obeying the adjustment, and you may be forced to study a major you don't like. If you think you can accept it, my mother supports it." your choice."

She put down the pen, and I moved a stool and sat opposite her, "Mom, I actually don't know what I like."

When I chose science, it was purely because people around me said that studying science would make it easier to find a job.

"Then what don't you like?"

I thought about it and said, "It seems that there is no particularly annoying occupation."

Apart from these, I can say that I like Quimber the most, and I hate seeing Quimber walking with other people the most.

I seem to be in love with the brain, but reason tells me that I must carve out a place in my mind without quince and plan my future.

It's hard because I want my future to have Quince involved, so Quince isn't a variable.

Ms. Xu said: "There are still a few days before the deadline. You should read more books and find out what you are interested in. We don't have to go to 211. Your thoughts are the most important."

I tossed and turned like pancakes on the bed, thought and thought about Ms. Xu’s words, finally got up and turned on the computer, searched for relevant information on various majors, such as chemical industry, environment, materials... After looking around, the only unacceptable thing was probably mining. .I'm so much darker than Wen Bo, it's worth going in for a while!

But Yanda has this major, and it is said that it only recruits boys, so if you obey the adjustment, you may win the lottery.

I turned off the computer and went back to bed, and continued to make pancakes, thinking that this is "the less I hate when I get the time".

Because I rolled on the bed until midnight the day before, I really didn't get up early the next day, but when I opened my eyes, I unexpectedly saw Wen Bo sitting beside my bed. The scene was so real that I couldn't fall asleep again.

I sat up and stared at the side face of him playing with his mobile phone for a while, turning his head away, and he asked: "Slept in a daze, is this?"

I rubbed my eyes, Wen Bai still hasn't disappeared, it's not a dream.

His voice was a little hoarse when he just woke up, so I asked him, "What did you buy today?"

Wen Bo lifted up my air-conditioning quilt, and said while folding it: "Fried dough sticks, horseshoe crisps, crispy dumplings, sauerkraut cakes." After he folded the quilt, he said: "You will not eat these, you eat the mung beans cooked by Aunt Xu Porridge."

I tilted my head, fell down again and said, "Then I won't get up, I'll continue to sleep."

He quickly grabbed my arm and gently pulled it out, "Get up quickly, brush your teeth and wash your face, and fill in the application form later."

I lay down and watched him, thinking that I would watch him go with my own eyes if we didn’t get together, so I whispered angrily, “I don’t want to do it with you.”

After I finished speaking, I turned my face away from him, and didn't hear him speak for a while, thinking I didn't hear, and then I waited for a "beep".

Quince turned off my air conditioner.

Only then did I see Quimber change his face, his original smiling eyes narrowed, and now he stretched out his hands through my armpits to support me, so that the tip of my nose was next to his ear, and my breathing was The peppermint scent of his shampoo.I took advantage of the opportunity to slam my forehead on his shoulder to show my dissatisfaction.

Wen Bo said: "I left a piece of gold cake for you, get up quickly." Then he went out.

After he opened the door to watch from the outside, I touched the tip of my nose and finally got up.

Wen Bo didn't lie to me, he did buy deep-fried dough sticks, water chestnut crisps, crispy dumplings, sauerkraut cakes, and indeed left me a piece of golden cake, although I think it's more appropriate to describe it as a piece.

I bit the piece of golden cake angrily, and the bowl was full of mung bean porridge.

Wen Bai brought back a basket of cherries from the supermarket, red, yellow and yellow, and was washing them in the kitchen with my mother. The two of them were talking and laughing, while I was left out on the dining table.

I refused to accept it, so I quickly finished breakfast and squeezed into the kitchen, but the cherries were almost washed.

Wen Bai filled the white porcelain bowl to [-]% full, took my wrist and said to Ms. Xu: "Auntie, let's fill out the volunteers."

Ms. Xu also took a bowl and stepped into the study.

The white porcelain bowl was placed on the coffee table in the living room, and only then did I see that Wen Bai brought a computer today.He pulled the small rug on the side, and we just sat next to each other, facing the coffee table, cross-legged.

I thought of something, and hurriedly said: "Wait for me!" Then I stood up with my shoulders on his shoulders, ran into the room, and took out the thick "Guidelines for Filling in Volunteer Reports".

I sat down next to him again, and naturally turned to the page of Xiachuan Academy of Fine Arts, "You should have taken a good look at it, right? I read on the Internet that the dormitory of Xiachuan Academy of Fine Arts has sea view rooms!"

Wen Bai fiddled with my fluorescent sticker twice, and said in a low tone: "I don't plan to go to Xiachuan Academy of Fine Arts."

Looking at his side face, I clearly felt that he was in a bad mood at the moment.

"Xiachuan Academy of Fine Arts is second only to Gome's art academy, why don't you want to go?"

Wen Bai took off the sticker, and suddenly turned his head to look at me with a smile on his face, but his eyes were dark and dark, showing no emotion, "I want to go to the same school as you, can't I?"

I was stunned, and looked at him for a long time, but I still didn't understand what he meant by saying this, was he kidding me, or was he serious?

My page at Yanchuan University is also marked, along with several other institutions.

I looked at Wen Bo and flipped through those pages, and said, "In general polytechnic schools, art majors are not strong, and some are even very poor."

He couldn't take his eyes off and asked, "You don't want to be with me?"

"You have worked so hard to get so many points in the test, you can't waste it, don't you think?"

"You're right," Wen Bo closed the thick guide book, "but I just want to go to school with you."

This is probably a blessing from the sky!

Deep inside I still couldn't believe this had actually happened, and reconfirmed, "Are you serious?"

Wen Bai nodded and said: "Of course," and then filled Yanchuan University into his first choice, "Okay, now we can go to Yanchuan together."

Looking at his smiling face, I began to wonder if he had encountered something in Xia Chuan.

Wen Bo pushed the computer in front of me: "It's your turn."

I put my hands on the keyboard and asked, "How do you know that I will definitely choose Yanda? What if I choose another school just to be on the safe side?"

He looked at me and said firmly, "Then I'll change it again."

In fact, surprise surprise, or surprise more.

Since I don't know why Wen Bai is unwilling to go to Natsumi, I always feel that my wish will delay his life, so why would I dare to choose an ordinary college.

Lin Cong, you are really amazing, you can control Wen Bai's life.

After I said this to myself, I entered Yanchuan University into my first choice, and I also accepted mining and coal mining.

The wind blows in from the open window, lifts the corners of the curtains, and lets in wisps of light.

"Let's find a movie to see," said Wimper.

I grabbed his arm and asked, "Mubai, are you really not going to Xia Mei?" I wanted to ask why, but I was even more afraid that he would refuse to answer.

When he turned around, his eyes were full of the summer sunshine that happened to enter the room by chance. He patted the back of my hand and said, "If I go to Xia Mei, I will regret it for the rest of my life."

I had been chewing on that sentence that morning and had no memory of what the movie was saying.

It was almost noon, and Quince came up to my ear and asked, "Do you want to eat pizza?"

I looked at him suspiciously: "You don't even let me eat horseshoe crisps, and you ask me if I want to eat pizza?"

"I'll order you some pasta at the pizzeria, and I'll eat pizza with Aunt Xu!"

I glared at him and said, "Wen Mubai, you have no heart."

He stood up, walked to the door of the study room and knocked, and there was a quick response from the door: "Please come in."

Sitting on the ground, I saw Wen Bai standing at the door, and asked my mother softly, "Aunt Xu, would you like to have pizza for lunch? I'll order some pasta for Cong Cong."

Ms. Xu knew what Wen Bai wanted, and she would definitely not refuse.So I soon saw her coming out of the study with a pail of water in her hand.

"Hurry up and take out, or you will have to wait a long time during peak hours."

I got up from the ground, took the small bucket in my mother's hand, and walked into the bathroom.The door was open, and I clearly heard my mother say to Quince, "You have to keep an eye on him for a while, and don't let him touch anything except pasta."

Wen Bo replied: "I promise to complete the task!"

I was speechless, put the washed bucket into clean water, and put it in the study.

In fact, except for a little cough, everything is fine, but they both regard cough as the enemy.

Half an hour later, the delicious takeaway arrived, and I could smell the unique baking smell of pizza through the box.

I watched Wen Bo and Ms. Xu open the lunch box with great interest, and sat on the side with a blank expression, swallowing their saliva.

Orleans grilled wings, pan-fried beef short ribs, seafood-style pizza and my favorite - Hawaiian-style pizza!

In fact, this is Wen Bo's favorite, so even if I can't eat it, he will definitely order it.

The sweet and sour spaghetti with tomato bolognese in the past was no longer delicious. I slowly poked the noodles with a fork, watching the two of them gorge on it, and complained in my heart.

The eyes turned from Ms. Xu to Wen Bai, and he just turned to look at me.

Wen Bai's clean and slender fingers were dipped in oil, and his nails were shiny. He was biting a pizza in his mouth, and looked at me with crooked eyes.

I looked at the pizza in his mouth, the outside part had several pieces of pineapple and bacon, and underneath it was a slice of cheese.

I couldn't hold back my Adam's apple and swallowed.

Taking the one he bit into, he took off a piece of pineapple on top, brought it to my mouth while Ms. Xu was in the kitchen, and urged me: "Hurry up! Open your mouth!"

I took the pineapple into my mouth along his fingers, accidentally licked his fingertips, and bit his nails with my teeth.

Ms. Xu came out with chopsticks from the kitchen, shook her head and picked up the cut short ribs, saying, "It's still more comfortable to use chopsticks."

My heart is beating like a beating, I just feel that today's pineapple is extremely sweet.

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◎I am now a creditor◎

After eating the short ribs, Ms. Xu sat down leisurely and drank lemon green tea, and asked both of us, "Have you finished filling out your application? Which art academy does Xiaobai plan to go to?"

After finishing the pizza in his hand, Wen Bai wiped his hands and said to my mother, "Aunt Xu, I won't go to the Academy of Fine Arts. I will go to Yanda University with Cong Cong."

After Wen Bo finished speaking, the dining table became strangely quiet for an instant.

After another half minute, my mother asked: "Have you thought about it? Although your style has basically matured, it is hard to say that you will encounter any opportunity for change. The Academy of Fine Arts is full of talents, and you will be better there." She paused , and then said: "Actually, I am very happy that you two can continue to go to school together, and you can have someone to take care of you when you encounter problems, but the premise is that neither of you is allowed to accommodate each other."

Ms. Xu looked at me: "What about you? Have you thought about it too?"

I nodded in response.

Ms. Xu put down the cup in her hand, came over to rub my head with the cold water on the side of the cup with her fingertips, and said, "You two!"

Ms. Xu seemed to think of something suddenly, she turned her face and asked Wen Bai: "Xiao Bai, have you talked to your parents about this?"

Wen Bo smiled and said to my mother, "My parents told me to make up my own mind."

It's not the same gentleness as rubbing a dog's head. Ms. Xu patted Wen Bai's hair lightly, and said, "I'm already half an adult, time flies so fast." After finishing speaking, she held her glass of drink, Slipped into the study and left a sentence: "The two adults cleared the table after eating."

I ate my noodles with mixed feelings, and turned my eyes to the chicken wings in Wen Bai's hand.

He received my signal and deliberately said: "Want to eat?"

With a little bit of hope in mind, I leaned over and nodded.

Wen Bo slowly brought the grilled wings that he had bitten into before my eyes, and quickly retracted them. Under my frowning gaze, he wiped out the grilled wings bit by bit.

"I'm full, pack up." After he finished speaking, he went into the bathroom to wash his hands, and then came out to work with me as a labor force.

I watched Wen Bo put the remaining two pieces of pizza into the fresh-keeping box, then glanced in the direction of the study, tugged at the hem of his clothes and whispered, "Can you keep these two pieces for me?"

Wen Bo stuffed the safe box into my arms: "Go to the side and wait, I will go home with me later."

"Huh?" I asked, "Why are you going home with me?"

While wiping the table, Wen Bo said, "Be a model for me. I still owe you a painting, pay the debt."

After tidying up the dining table, Wen Bai went to the stairwell to take out the trash, "You write a note to your mother, don't let her come out and find you."

I took out the discarded calendar on the lower floor of the coffee table, and left a line of words for my mother on the back: Mom, I went to the opposite side to be a model, see you tonight.

Wen Bo came back after throwing away the trash, stood by the side and saw the words I left for my mother, and laughed non-stop.

I held the fresh-keeping box in one hand and pushed him out with the other, threatening: "Why are you laughing, don't laugh! I'm a creditor now!"

It was dry and hot outside, but within a few steps away, my cheeks were already flushed. Hiding in the elevator, Wen Bai grabbed my cheeks and looked closer: "Why do you blush so easily?"

I felt the temperature on my face "squeeze" higher, and quickly stretched out my hand against his chest to push him away, "Don't touch me, it's so hot!"

The elevator door reached the eighth floor, and opened slowly with a "ding", and I ran out as if fleeing for my life, fanning my cheeks with my hands to cool down.

Wen Bo unhurriedly took out the key and opened the door. I suspect that I am like a baked sweet potato, which will rot in the oven in the next second.

After Wen Bo turned on the air conditioner, I jumped into the sofa and refused to move. In the end, he had no choice but to find a thin blanket for me, threw it on me and said, "Cover your stomach, don't catch cold again."

I lazily turned over, sat up in the corner of the sofa, and saw Quince bring out the drawing board and other tools from the study.

With my back facing the floor-to-ceiling windows and unable to see the river view, I wanted to turn around, but he stopped me: "Don't move, just sit here."

"But I want to see the river view outside." I muttered to myself.

Wen Bai heard it, and replied: "What's there to see right now, the sunlight reflected on the river can make you blind, why not use it as a background for you."

"Okay," I said, "then turn on the TV and make it lively, I'm a little sleepy."

Wen Bai turned on the TV, and the golden eight o'clock TV series was rebroadcasting.

My legs felt numb after being bent for a long time. I put the blanket on my legs and stretched my feet to the ground.

Wen Bai said as he started, "You get sleepy when you're full, are you a little pig?"

Even though the woman on the TV was yelling loudly, I still couldn't help feeling sleepy, my eyelids became heavier and heavier, and I couldn't even hear Wen Bo's voice clearly, as if all the voices were in harmony together.

When he opened his eyes again, his vision was completely dark.

I was a little uneasy, and moved carefully while touching the things at hand, and at the same time called out "Mubai".

A ray of light came from an unknown direction, I looked over, and a figure came out of the door, it was the one I called.

Probably because he saw me sitting on the sofa with blank eyes, Wen Bai walked over quickly and turned on the light.

I was not used to the sudden light in the space, so I subconsciously closed my eyes to relieve the soreness. At this moment, a hand was placed on my forehead, and I slowly opened my eyes again.

"what?"

"The air conditioner has been on all afternoon, I'm afraid you'll get sick again."

I looked down, only to find that the thin blanket had long since turned into an air-conditioning quilt, covering me tightly from the chest down. I guess it was Wen Bo who moved me to the sofa.

I stretched out my hand and asked him, "Where's my painting?"

I watched him hold my hand and sat down on the edge of the sofa: "The main character is asleep, how can I draw?"

"Then make it up next time."

Wen Bo smiled and said, "Okay, I will continue to draw tomorrow."

I heard him explain tomorrow, and I felt happy: tomorrow I can be alone with Wen Bai again.

Wen Bo took my hand and said: "Get up, Aunt Xu is going to have dinner with my little sister tonight, let's go to the restaurant."

"But there are still two pieces of pizza in the refrigerator." After I finished speaking, my hand was empty, and it was Wen Bo who took it back.

"It won't break, just put it away."

When the two of us walked to the door of the hot pot restaurant, I was so excited that I grabbed his arm and said, "Mubai, you are so kind."

I have been a vegetarian for so many days, and I have long wanted to eat something delicious.

Wen Bai took me into the hot pot restaurant with a smile, and ordered a mandarin duck pot with butter on one side and mushrooms on the other.

I looked at the two kinds of pot bottoms with contrasting colors, the joy on my face faded a little bit, and an ominous premonition rose in my heart.

"The butter belongs to me, the mushrooms belong to you, no crossing the line!"

Sure enough, I knew that Wen Bai was absolutely loyal to my mother.

It's been several days since I recovered, but these two people still treat me like a glass doll.But it seems understandable to say it. After all, I was always sick when I was a child.

In fact, the mushroom soup is also very delicious, I said to myself.

Wen Bai is very fair. Although the bottom of the pot is different, the hot pot ingredients are the same. Lettuce, shrimp slippery, beef, hand-rolled noodles, meat and vegetables are all available, and they are rich in nutrition.

I rubbed my stomach and called to stop: "I'm full."

There happened to be a park near the shopping mall. With our round bellies, we walked in with the crowd.

The abundance of greenery leads to more mosquitoes. Wen Bai and I didn't plan to stay outside for a long time, so we didn't have any mosquito repellent measures on our bodies. We had to keep moving to avoid being bitten out of our bags by mosquitoes.I'm okay, the mosquito bites will disappear after a while, and it's not obvious when it's there, but Wenbo is different, he is much whiter than me, a large lump is raised after biting, and red spots remain after it disappears, which lasts for a long time No refund.

There are a lot of people exercising in the park, of all ages. We walked side by side, and Wen Bai yelled at me: "Look at that grandpa, he is healthier than you."

I followed his line of sight, and a grandfather wearing a white vest came into my sight. His body... was indeed much stronger than mine.

The music that the aunts dance to is one after another. After walking through this section of the road, there will be another singing voice waiting for you in the next section.We were so close that we were afraid that the other party might not be able to hear what we were saying.

"Actually, I'm already very healthy now. I rarely get sick, and it's only apparent that I'm not strong!"

The runners kept surpassing the two of us who were walking. Gradually, it seemed like a small world was surrounded.

I think, if he is destined to leave me in the future, I will record every minute and every second now.

"Come here, stand still." I pulled Wen Bo to the lamp, and the gentle light fell on his hair.

Wen Bo smiled and asked: "Why, photographer Lin wants to take pictures for me?"

I raised my phone and glared at him: "Don't laugh at my skills!"

Wen Bo laughed even wider: "My smile is to tell you to take a picture quickly, and my face will freeze after a while."

After hearing this, I quickly pressed the shutter, so as not to waste Wen Bai's smiling face.

After the filming, he came over, his face was close to mine, "Let me see, the filming is okay."

When it was done, I put away my phone with a smile on my face, and boasted, "Photographer Lin still has such skills."

The two of us went back to the community through the back door, and I saw the marinade stall that has been popular for many years at a glance.

This marinade stall was a late-night snack for Wen Bai and I when we were in primary school. At that time, the stall was always on the side of the back door. Later, I don’t know what happened and then it’s gone. One day there will be tomorrow, but it doesn’t affect the popularity of its business. degree.

I grabbed Quince's hand and walked quickly over there, staring straight at the delicious food inside the glass window.

Although it is a roadside stall, the glass window is clean and bright, and there is a small fan hanging inside, and there are different things in the stainless steel square plate, such as stewed chicken feet, stewed wings, stewed dried beans, stewed beef...all of them are served with wine good food.

Wen Bai asked: "Has the stall changed?"

When I heard the words, I looked up, only to find that the person holding the knife had been replaced by a young man.

The young man has a square face and wears short-sleeved trousers, just like the old man in the past.

"My dad is old and can't hold a knife steadily. I'm afraid that something will happen to him, so I will take it."

I knocked on the glass and said, "Master, I want crispy intestines, two goose wings, cut them up, and some dried tofu."

The young man raised the knife, and the goose wings were neatly cut into several sections. While he was making the sauce, I asked, "Master, where do you usually set up a stall?"

"I used to go to the side of the bus station sometimes, but now that area is strictly controlled, it should always be here in the future."

I nodded, paying the money with one hand and delivering the goods with the other. Wen Bai patted my shoulder and said, "I'll go to the convenience store to buy two bottles of beer."

The stewed food stand was doing very well, so I stood far away for fear of disturbing others, keeping my eyes on the direction of the convenience store, for fear that Wen Bai would not find me when he came out.

I was standing by the street lamp in a daze, and suddenly a person jumped out, which startled me. I took a closer look, and it was Wen Bo with a beer.

"What are you thinking, so obsessed?" He took the food in my hand and held it with his left hand along with the beer.

"I'm thinking, what if I'm really transferred to a mining major?" I looked up at him and couldn't help frowning.

Wen Bai still smiled, and rubbed the center of my brow with his free hand, and said, "It doesn't matter about mining, we can change our major, if we can't, we will run away after finishing our studies, and don't do this."

"If you don't do this, how can I support my family?"

"There are so many professions in the world, there is always another one you can do well, so what are you afraid of! No matter how bad it is, I earn enough money to support one more you, and I will never see you living on the street."

He tapped my forehead with his fingertips: "Don't think about it, when the results come out, you will find out that you are worrying about nothing. See if I am not laughing at you!"

Wen Bai took my hand and went back to his house. As soon as he entered the house, Ms. Xu called during the intermission: "Are you with Xiao Bai?"

"At his house, we bought marinade."

Ms. Xu smiled: "It's terrible, you two are going to drink away your worries?"

I glanced at the three glass bottles on the table and said to my mother, "That's not true! We just have supper."

I heard someone on the other end of the phone urging her, and I hurriedly said, "Mom, go dance, we won't drink too much, so we bought a little."

"Okay, then I won't tell you, you two take it easy."

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◎Breakdown is not what I want◎

Walking in the park, I sweated all over, and my whole body was sticky. After the air-conditioning in the living room was quickly released, I felt much better.

My stomach is already flat, and I think I can eat it again, but the main reason is that the aroma of braised beef is too tempting. I picked up a chopstick and took a slice, dipped it in a special sauce and put it in my mouth.

The combination of sweet, sour, salty and spicy exploded between the taste buds, and the synergy produced an indescribably delicious taste. I waved to Wen Bai who came out of the kitchen with a cup, and said vaguely: "Come on, this beef is very delicious." !"

Wen Bo touched all the three bottles of wine, pushed one of them to my hand, and said, "This bottle is for you, and the other two bottles are mine."

I swallowed the beef and asked, "What's the difference?"

With a sound of "boom", Wen Bai opened the lid of the wine bottle, "Your beer is at room temperature, while mine is cold beer."

I reached out and touched the glass bottle, and it was true that the wall of the bottle in his hand was still seeping with ice water, while mine was clean.

Wen Bo and I were facing each other, sitting cross-legged on the ground, with the coffee table in front of us, the TV was turned on according to my request, and the bloody TV series was playing again, but no one was watching it, it was purely for the lively atmosphere.

I was earnestly eating supper, and didn't notice that Wen Bai was seriously drinking to drown his sorrows. In the blink of an eye, he had already finished a bottle, his cheeks were flushed, and his eyes wandered.

I hurriedly put down my chopsticks and grabbed the cup in his hand, stretched out a finger and asked him, "How much is this?"

Wen Bo grabbed my finger, pulled it towards himself, and said, "Come on, come and sit here." He patted the seat next to him as he spoke.

I moved over obediently, and he hugged my arm and rested his head on my shoulder.

My body froze involuntarily, and I wanted to turn my face to see what he looked like but I couldn't.

But one thing was certain without looking, and that was that Quince was drunk.

Holding my arm was not enough, he also moved towards me, getting closer.The coolness of the air conditioner couldn't stop his body temperature from drinking, and he kept rubbing against my body from the heat, especially his face, which rubbed against my arm again and again, like a piece of brown sugar.

But it was Quince, and I couldn't have pulled him away even as I started to blush and my heart raced.

He said, "Congcong, let me tell you a secret."

I put my ears together in the past.

"My parents are getting divorced."

I took a deep breath.

Quince fell into my arms, leaning against my lap and looking at me, making me look down at him too.

"Do you know why?"

I couldn't help raising my hand to touch his soft hair, and answered him: "Why?"

Wen Bo tugged at my collar and said, "Come closer, I'll tell you in a low voice."

I bent down as he said, watched his rosy lips open and close, and dropped a giant bomb: "Because my mother fell in love with a woman abroad."

Wen Bai said very contemptuously, "She became a homosexual when she was abroad, and she sent an email to my dad saying she was going to get a divorce, and asked my uncle to notify me." He stretched out his hand to cover his eyes, "I almost got married in Xiachuan. Was laughed to death."

My whole body, my body and mind became cold in an instant.

Wen Bai put down his hands, turned around to face my stomach, blinked and then slowly closed his eyes.

I don't know how to respond to him, I'm afraid or fear in my heart.Afraid that he knows that the friend he faces every day is gay like his mother, afraid that he knows that this person has some ulterior and dark thoughts about him every day, and afraid that he will jump up and point at my nose and scold me after knowing this: "Lin Cong, You're really gross!"

In this way, we don't even have to be friends, and I can't even see his face.

The word "friend" has always been more than enough than above.

Breaking up is not what I want.

The TV behind it had already finished broadcasting the TV series, and was replaying some weekend variety shows, with exaggerated laughter one after another.

I ignored it and sat in the living room for a long time.

Wen Bai lay on my lap and had already slept and breathed smoothly. I didn't dare to move. I already regarded this moment as the closest time in our lives, so I should cherish it as much as possible.

Wen Bai's weight and the effect of the air conditioner made my hands and feet numb, so I had no choice but to pat him on the back: "Mubai, wake up, go back to the room and sleep.

Wen Bai seemed dissatisfied with my movements, rubbed against my thighs twice and then stopped moving, frowning slightly.

I had no choice but to put his head on the ground first, got up and went into the bedroom to take out the pillow and quilt.

When I put the pillow back and spread out the quilt, Quince turned over and fell back into a deep sleep.

I squatted aside and looked at him, stretching out my hand in the air to trace his eyebrows.Wen Bai never trimmed his eyebrows, but they grew neatly, neither too thin nor too thick.

When the clock hit [-]:[-], I sent a message to Ms. Xu to stay overnight at Wen Bai's house. Ms. Xu replied: go to bed early.

I found another pillow and quilt from the cabinet and lay down on the sofa. I couldn't see anything when the light was turned off, but I was still lingeringly facing Wen Bai's direction.

After drinking, my head ached, but I couldn't fall asleep.What Quimber said lingered in my mind, and I couldn't get it out of my head.

Tossing and turning on the narrow sofa until midnight, I started to sleep lightly in a daze,