Neighborhood

Today is Monday, Ying Wen's last class is self-study, and it is already six o'clock after class.

The corridors were crowded with students rushing to the cafeteria, Ying Wen waited for all the students in the class to finish before packing up his things and going outside.

There were still a few teachers who hadn't left in the office. Ying Wen greeted them, packed up the lesson plans, picked up the clothes that were hanging on the back of the chair, turned and went out.

The mobile phone was muted during class, and now I opened it to see that there were several messages from Peng You, telling him that he had passed first, and asked Ying Wen to come by himself later.

Ying Wen replied "Got it", exited the chat interface with him, waited for two seconds, and flicked the chat box on the page, but not a single message came out.

He was extremely puzzled, and muttered in a low voice, "... Strange, what's going on with this song?"

Ever since Qu Zixu came back from a business trip last time, he started to avoid him the next day, and he was also awkward. Those who didn't know it thought he was the one who got smashed and took off his pants to watch the movie.

"I'm not embarrassed, why is he embarrassed?"

After two or three days, Ying Wen really couldn't figure it out, but he couldn't bear to ask.

What if the question becomes embarrassing in the end?

Ying Wen doesn't want to.

He put his cell phone in his pocket and went home first to change his clothes.

Qu Zixu hasn't come back yet.

Ying Wen looked around the door of his room for a long time, and finally came to this conclusion.

After a long while, he stretched out his hand and squeezed his arm in bewilderment, took the key and shook his head and went out the door.

Muttering in his mouth, "...What are you thinking, even if Qu Zixu went to sleep on the street, he doesn't care about your business..."

Peng You was indulging in the beauty village for several days before he remembered that he had a brother.

Although it's the same whether there is a brother or not... No, anyway, I still have to care about it, who made Ying Wen his favorite little idiot.

When he was talking with his friends at the intersection, he happened to see Ying Wen approaching.

He bid farewell to his friend, walked over and put his arms around Ying Wen's shoulders, "Are you here so soon?"

Ying Wen shook off his hand, rolled his eyes at him, and said forcefully, "Men can't speak fast!"

Peng You, "...you idiot."

Peng You really couldn't figure out why Ying Wen, a fool like Ying Wen, was so popular in school. Could it be that these students couldn't see the essence through his appearance?

He couldn't help touching Ying Wen's arm, and asked him, "Teacher Ying, I have a question for you, why are you so popular among the students?"

Ying Wen was upset, "What happened to me?!"

"You're so weak," Peng You couldn't find the right words to describe him, "Your students won't think you're—fuck!"

Before he could finish speaking, Ying Wen reached out and gave him a hand.

The two quarreled from the street to the end of the street. Many bosses saw them and came out to greet them with a smile.

"You two have played since primary school, and you haven't played enough yet."

Aunt Lin who bought the steamed cake looked at them, smiled and said, stretched out her hand to wrap up the last piece of steamed cake and handed it to them, "It's just that you two have a good relationship."

The two grew up on this street from snacks, and many of the old traders watched them grow up.

"Thank you, Auntie Lin."

Ying Wen smiled and took the still hot steamed cake, took out his mobile phone and transferred money to it.

"Hey, really, I said I won't charge you..." Aunt Lin complained, dragged the two of them to chat for a while, and then suddenly asked, "Where's the kid who used to eat with you?"

The smile on Ying Wen's face froze suddenly.

Seeing that they didn't answer, Aunt Lin thought that they didn't know who she was talking about, and described in detail, "Just that clean boy who looks about as tall as Xiaoying..."

Knowing who she was talking about, Peng You felt a "thump" in his heart, before he could look at Ying Wen's face next to him, he opened his mouth to answer.

It's just that before he said it, Ying Wen responded with a smile, "He, he went back to attend the funeral, and he won't come again in the future."

Peng You, "..."

It wasn't until after he sat down that Peng You regained his composure.

He asked Ying Wen, "Why do you say that about Chen Yu?"

"Otherwise, what else would I do?" Ying Wen said angrily, "Could it be that he cheated on me, we fell out, and he would never play with us again?"

Peng You, "...not really."

"That's it." Ying Wen frowned in disgust, "Okay, okay, let's get something, I'm going to starve to death."

This incident was just an episode. The two of them ordered a bunch of barbecue, opened two bottles of beer, and drank after a while.

Ying Wen called Peng You out today to tell him about his magical experience with Qu Zixu after that day.

Peng You couldn't close his mouth when he heard it, and he said after a while, "What kind of fate is this for you two!"

Holding the wine glass, Ying Wen looked annoyed, "I don't know either. If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have gone that night."

Peng You exposed him, "You also ran halfway."

Ying Wen selectively ignored what he said, "Who knew my mother would be like this, and didn't know to tell me in advance..."

Peng You, "Auntie said you don't remember."

Ying Wen, "...Are you trying to fight against me!"

Peng You, "No, you said."

Ying Wen raised his head and took a sip of his wine, then said sullenly, "And you don't know, he eats me and lives with me, and even flirts with me... After he came back from a business trip that day, he ignored me again. I don't know how I provoked him, he didn't even send me any messages..."

Peng You sat next to him, listening to his ramblings, seeing that he had finished eating the skewers in front of him, and moved another plate for him.

After Ying Wen had finished speaking, he said, "Do you know what you look like now?"

Ying Wenhong glanced at him.

Peng You continued, "You look like a man who finds his friends to pour out his bitterness after being neglected by his wife."

Ying Wen, "...you fucking!"

Peng You took a look at his expression, and persuaded him earnestly, "And listen to what you said, isn't this melody exactly what you imagined?"

He knows exactly what type Yingwen likes.

Suits and leather shoes, abstinent and handsome.

Ying Wen paused for a moment with the hand holding the skewers.

Peng You continued, "You like him anyway, so just push him down, so you can ask him why he ignores you..."

Ying Wen, "...Get lost!"