about i love you

"Huh? What did you say? Wen Mengliang?"

I couldn't believe what I heard, so I repeated it, didn't Wen Mengliang say that something happened to his family, so he went home?Why did you go to Beijing?His family is not in Beijing.

"It's like this, Mr. He, I passed by here and saw this Mr. Wen, he just passed out in front of me, and then I took the liberty of taking out his mobile phone and ID, sir, the most recent contacts on his mobile phone Is that you? You know him, don't you?"

I fell silent and answered after a while.

"Yes, but I'm not in Beijing."

I feel that I was deceived by Wen Mengliang. I couldn't figure out what he was hiding from me at the beginning. It was really a headache. A dumb man, how could it make people so worried.

In other words, he just went to Beijing to do business, and then he accidentally suffered a health problem, and the fact that something happened at home was simply a cover.

The other party said, "Then, do you know anyone in Beijing?"

I said, "No, you can ask him when he wakes up."

Then I hung up the phone, put the phone in my pocket, and walked into the house with my things.

Until I packed up my things, the man named Shi Yang didn't call again. I sighed, rubbed my head and called Lu Qiang.

"Hey, He Su, what's the matter?"

Lu Qiang's side was a bit noisy, there was a faint dialect that I couldn't understand, and I didn't know where he was.

"Do you know anyone in Beijing? Something happened to Wen Mengliang there. I want to ask you for a favor."

"Get in the car, hurry up, let's drive, Lu Qiang, let's go."

An unfamiliar voice came from afar, and I heard the whistle of the train again. He seemed to be at the train station, and the sound of the wind coming from walking came from the microphone, and I didn't hang up the phone.

After a while, he smiled and said, "That's just right, my classmates and I are going to Beijing for the exam. I'll go to him when I get there. Why don't you invite him? He Su, don't you think of me as a brother?"

I smiled and said, "Okay, thank you then, I'll send you his phone number later, you can contact him when you get there, you know, he can't talk, I'm worried what happened to him .”

Lu Qiang laughed on the other end of the phone as if I knew everything, I hung up the phone, threw it on the bed, leaned over to clean the bedding, suddenly I was not used to it, I didn’t do this kind of thing before of.

After the start of school this time, the head teacher didn't mention the matter of changing the seat again, but every time he saw me, he had to stare at me, wishing to skin me off.

I have to show him a good result in the monthly exam, otherwise I will be killed by the head teacher's eyes instead of being killed by the college entrance examination.

One day after Lu Qiang arrived in Beijing, he called me and said that he had already contacted Wen Mengliang, and he was fine. He went to take Wen Mengliang to his hotel and stayed there.

When he comes back from the exam, he will bring Wen Mengliang back with him.

I asked him if he knew how Wen Mengliang went to Beijing. He said that Wen Mengliang said that his sister was there, and he was looking for her, and he didn't ask in detail.

I always knew that Wen Mengliang had a very rich sister, so I didn't have any doubts. I thanked him well, promised him to invite him to dinner when he came back, and hung up the phone. contacted.

And Wen Mengliang never sent me a text message, and gradually I got used to going to a small restaurant for dinner every morning and evening. the difference.

Being present is also quiet, not being present is also quiet.

After class, I sat in my seat and read the test paper of the last physics test. I am a little weak in electromagnetism, and the scores of the big questions in this area are very high. It's time to score points.

He was struggling with the direction of the electronic movement when Chang Xuanfeng poked his back.

"He Su, what does this word mean? I remember we learned it in junior high school, why did we forget it?"

The question he did was to test non-restrictive attributive clauses. The word he was referring to was which, option C.

I can't do such a simple thing, I looked at him speechlessly and said, "Which one."

He was asking about the meaning, and he specifically mentioned a sentence he learned in junior high school, so he probably didn't want to ask what it meant in this sentence.

He was biting the cap of his pen, and when I finished speaking, he pointed and said, "That's it."

I looked back at my question again, and was a little puzzled when I heard what he said, thinking he didn't hear clearly, so I said "Which one" again.

He patted me on the shoulder, and after I turned around, he pointed at the word angrily and said, "That's it, option C."

I was stunned for a while, and I couldn't help laughing after I realized it. He didn't understand why, and stared at me with a pair of eyes, with an angry expression.

I couldn't stop laughing.

Say "C option means which one we learned before."

His face flushed red, and he stood up angrily, stood up and sat down again.

Pointing at me with a pen, I don't know what to say.

I stopped laughing, couldn't help reaching out to touch his hair, pushed down the few hairs that were sticking out, and said softly, "I don't laugh anymore, let's continue to do the questions."

He was a little dazed for a while, then lowered his head and didn't speak again.

I originally thought that Lu Qiang was just taking an exam and would be back soon, but who knows that more than half a month has passed, and there is still no news.

I sent Wen Mengliang a text message: Are you okay?When are you coming back.

It wasn't until evening that his text message came, which said: Brother Lu Qiang said he would take me back after the exam and wouldn't let me reply alone.

I threw my phone on the bed, closed my eyes, and fell asleep after a while.

Someone in our class suggested that we want to get together before the college entrance examination. It was on Sunday. It was supposed to be after the exam, but the boys like to play, so it is better to relax and relax at this time. I think it is okay, so I agreed.

The time is tomorrow, and there should not be many girls going. They said that after singing at the KTV, they will go to the Internet cafe all night. They are all ready, and the girls are not willing to join in the fun.

In the evening, I put on my clothes and went out, and within a few steps, I saw a figure standing against the wall, perhaps because I was too bored, kicking the stones under my feet, wearing a pair of blue jeans, with long legs And straight.

I laughed, isn't this Chang Xuanfeng, why did he come here?

"He Su, are you out?"

I walked over and helped him tighten his clothes a little, but I didn't notice that this behavior was too ambiguous.

He sniffed, stood on tiptoe and asked, "He Su, do you like boys too?"

I paused and helped him fix the collar, but my hands didn't move away.

I asked "how do you know?"

He leaned against the wall and raised his eyes to stare at me. He was still as bright as ever. When he smiled, his dimples were very beautiful.

"I can see that."

He slid past my armpit, stood far away, stomped his feet on the spot, breathed on his hands, and didn't speak.

I said "Let's try it together."

He narrowed his eyes, like a sly fox, and said "OK."

I asked about it on the way, and he said that he was free today and his home was far away, so he came here by car first, but he had no place to go after he came, so he came to my place.

I didn't ask him how he knew I lived here. It's good to know some things in your heart, but it's not good to ask.

The two of us walked side by side, and the cold wind came from far away from the sky. I have seen this kind of scene in my dream. Not vulgar.

When I got there, everyone was already almost there. I found a place to sit down, and someone offered me a beer. Obvious non-compliance.

"Singing?"

Chang Xuanfeng sat down next to me, holding a glass of wine in his hand, he had already drank more than half of it, but his face was not red, nothing happened, I shook my head depressedly, thinking why my drinking capacity is so poor, too Not a man anymore.

He suddenly came close to my ear, and I subconsciously tried to hide when his voice came over, "I'll sing for you."

The young boy stood there, holding a microphone and singing Jay Chou's Stranded with affectionate expression. After singing Stranded, he sang quietly. After each song came down, his eyes were clear and emotional, and his eyes looked at me from time to time. I smiled back at him, shaking Started to beat him with the wine glass in his hand.

This is a very lively world, I think, Wen Mengliang's situation is too inconsistent with my expectations of a noisy world.

The mobile phone in his pocket vibrated suddenly, and Lu Qiang's voice was anxious, he said, "Wen Mengliang is gone, and I can't get through the phone, it's almost ten o'clock, and he hasn't returned to the hotel, and you say he can't talk, I can't hear you, what should I do?"

He told me that I lost your little mute.

No no no, he's not my little mute.

I have been thinking about it for a long time.

I got up and went out to make a phone call. Chang Xuanfeng, who was singing, looked at me suspiciously, but didn't stop.

"How embarrassing you want me to say, I don't want to be separated at all..."

The heart-wrenching lyrics gave off a bright smell when he sang them. A large group of people in the box were drunk, and some of them clapped happily and grabbed my clothes and refused to let me go.

After going out, the night breeze poured into the neckline, and the air was much fresher.

"It's okay, don't worry, he's an adult no matter what, he went there alone, he won't lose it, didn't he say he was looking for his sister? Maybe he went again."

Lu Qiang's voice came over like an explosion, which made my ears hurt, "Fuck, he passed out last time and was discovered by someone, you haven't learned a lesson yet?"

I froze for a moment, because of Wen Mengliang, it was really amazing that he talked to me like this.

I put the phone away, and said in a clear voice, "Lu Qiang, trust me, he is much smarter than you think, don't let him fool you."

Lu Qiang hung up the phone indignantly, as if he was going to find someone.

I put the phone back in my pocket, exhaled, and didn't want to go back to the box.

I have seen Wen Mengliang's articles published in newspapers before, with sharp words and mature thinking. Once a reporter even called to interview this talented disabled person, and wanted to publish it as a positive energy idol of the people.

Being rejected by him, he is really not as incompetent as others imagined. The last time Sun Han was chased away by Li Yan, I have to guess what he will do to Chang Xuanfeng when he comes back.

The author has something to say: chaos.