can i borrow your white paint

Cheng Yi drove very slowly on the way home, because Cheng Moutong was already staggering from sleepiness.

After returning home, Cheng Moutong was carried back to the bedroom by Cheng Yi, and the child fell asleep as soon as his head touched the pillow.

The bed in this small bedroom is 1.5 meters wide and is made of wood. An extra long sponge cushion is tied to the head of the bed to prevent children from bumping their heads.

But the rope used to fix it has almost broken because I haven't paid attention to it for too long.

Cheng Yi sat by the bed, looked down at Cheng Moutong's drooling sleep, and sighed lightly.

It wasn't until his neck was a little sore that he moved his neck to untie the rope that was about to break at the head of the bed.

It's time for a replacement.

There are a lot of nylon ropes in the house. Cheng Yi has been used to doing these tasks since he was a child, and he quickly got them done. By the way, he also added four small sponge pads to the corners of Cheng Moutong's bedside table.

He was busy for a while, and finally found that there was really nothing to do, so he had to circle around the small dozens of flats, and then collapsed into the sofa.

Compared with a large bedroom with a 1.5-meter bed, he prefers this small sofa that is less than one meter long.

Because curling up is always more relaxing than stretching out when you're alone.

Cheng Yi put his arms on his head, and his slightly long hair was pressed down by him, almost exceeding his eyes.

He was a little sleepy, but he closed his eyes and couldn't fall asleep, his mind started to think about this and that uncontrollably.

He thought of the meal just now.

Tsk, to be honest, it's really a bit expensive...

The nerve center finally felt the belated reluctance and distress.

But it’s impossible not to invite. No matter what happened just now, Ermao and the old fox helped him. It is really reasonable to invite a meal.

Even though that meal was almost equal to one-third of his monthly rent...

Although the house is small and dilapidated, the monthly rent can reach [-] in this year when housing prices are rising day by day than seaweed.

In fact, it wasn't that expensive at first, but the city is quite large, and I don't know why it was rated as a second-tier a few years ago. Since then, the prices have jumped a notch, and some people are really happy and some are worried.

Especially since Linwan Road is located in a school district, the price of a house in the school district is almost outrageous.

Fortunately, the aunt who rented the house was kind-hearted. Seeing that Cheng Yi had rented it for almost six years, his water, electricity, gas bills were covered directly, and the rent was also discounted by [-]%, which can be said to be enough to take care of him.

But the money...is still not enough.

Cheng Yi opened his eyes tiredly, with one leg dangling on the edge of the sofa and dangling back and forth, thinking about when to go back to Yangzhou.

The phone in his pocket that he hadn't taken out in time vibrated suddenly, and he didn't respond immediately. It took a while for the phone to vibrate again before he took it out mercifully.

It was a message from Du Mao.

[Ermao]: Brother Yi, does Mouton School want me to solve it?

[Ermao]: Brother, if you need me, don't be polite!

Cheng Yi looked at these two messages, suddenly "fucked", and threw the phone on the carpet under the sofa.

The carpet was quite thick, and the phone made a muffled sound when it fell, and then no matter how much it vibrated, it couldn't make any movement.

Since the beginning of school, I have been doing things from morning to night every day, cooking and washing clothes, picking up the children... just like a housewife.

But it's fine if it's really like this, but he still has his own studies, and he still has to think about making money, thinking about...

I've been spinning for a month, I'm really tired, maybe I need to relax.

Cheng Yi thought so, but didn't dare to do it.

He lay down for a while, then sat up resignedly, picked up his phone, poked the keyboard a few times and replied a message.

[Your father will always be your father]: No need, I'll just tell the teacher when I come back, you go to school well.

[Ermao]: True or false?Brother, don’t hide anything from me, Mouton is also my younger brother, just like my dear!

[Your Yi father will always be your Yi father]: If you change your surname, I will recognize you as my own brother.

[Ermao]: Forget it, I'm afraid that my mother will make me cramp.

[Ermao]: Are you really all right?

[Your father will always be your father]: I'm really fine, don't worry, let's rest, it's time for class in the afternoon.

[Ermao]: That's fine.You should also take a good rest in the afternoon. I have seen you almost tired and sick this month.

[Your father will always be your father]: Don't worry, I still have a long life.

[Ermao]: /You are awesome·jpg/

Cheng Yi looked at the emoji, squinted his eyes and smiled, then decisively long-pressed "Add to Emoji".

All of Du Ermao's pictures were stolen by him until there was nothing left.

"Oh," Cheng Yi put the phone back into his pocket, then lay flat and looked straight at the ceiling, and said with emotion, "I'm 16 years old, I'm so hard."

But no matter how hard it is, life must go on.

He stretched himself, and a carp stood up straight.

"Cool!" He praised himself.

In fact, there is nothing to do now, but since I have asked for leave in the afternoon, I have to make use of this short afternoon.

For example... you can go and get rid of the wall in the south of the city first.

But before he left, he had to wait for Cheng Moutong to wake up, and he had to deal with the messy things at Linton Elementary School.

Cheng Yi thought for a while, then turned around and opened the refrigerator door, packed the buns that had just been wrapped and frozen a few days ago in two beautiful lunch boxes, and then went out with them.

He took the lunch box and knocked on Lai Xiao's door first.

Lai Xiao should have just taken a nap at this moment, the door opened in time, but his eyes were still confused.

"Ah..." Lai Xiao looked at him, amused, "What time is it? What brought you here?"

"Let me in first." Cheng Yi kicked him, and slipped through the gap on one side of his body, "I'll bring you some buns."

"Did you make it yourself?" Lai Xiao opened a lunch box, and the buns inside were beautiful, which looked worry-free and pleasing to the eye.

"What else? You did it?" Cheng Yi leaned against his dining table with another lunch box in his arms, "I'll bribe you and discuss something with you, okay?"

"Success, why not?" Lai Xiao said, "Say it."

"Don't you ask me what's the matter?" Cheng Yi raised his arm and put it on his shoulder, "Aren't you afraid I'll sell it to you?"

"Would you?" Lai Xiao scratched his hair, tore off his arm and walked over to open the window, "If you want to sell me, I won't count the money for you."

"Do you really plan to be sold by me?" Cheng Yi smiled, "But you are not worth much. I came here to... ask you to help me go to Cheng Moutong School."

"Are you causing trouble again?" Lai Xiao asked.

"Well, he overheard two bastards scolding him," Cheng Yi said.

"Are you still scolding you?" Lai Xiao sighed, "I still understand that kid in your family. To be honest, Linton Elementary School can be regarded as an aristocratic school. Why is the quality of the people there so low?"

"It's not all low. It's generally good. It's better than those pheasant schools around here. I don't know if it causes trouble." Cheng Yi picked up a chopstick at hand, "Is it clean?"

"Clean." Lai Xiao watched him start turning his chopsticks, "It's hard for you to be both a father and a mother. When are you going?"

"Tomorrow, tomorrow you will help me send Mouton to school, and go to the office by the way." Take the chopsticks and walk around Cheng Yi's fingertips, and then fall back firmly into the palm of your hand.

"Pretty." Lai Xiao gave him a thumbs up, "Okay, you go to your school tomorrow, and leave the rest to me. Who else do you want to go with?"

"I want it." Cheng Yi patted the other lunch box in his hand and said, "The parents of those two little bastards will probably go too. You are not good at fighting the Confucians alone, so I have to ask Aunt Hua to come with you."

Lai Xiao took a breath: "Okay."

Although Aunt Hua has no academic qualifications, she usually looks very friendly, but everyone in this street knows that this woman is really unequivocal when she gets angry and scolds others.

Unlike other shrews who swear at the street, this one really swears without uttering a single word of swearing, but she can swear people to death. Those who don't know may think that he is a descendant of a literary family.

So Cheng Yi was relieved to let Aunt Hua go.

"Then I'll go first." He straightened up and put the chopsticks back into Lai Xiao's hand, "I'll give you my door key tonight."

"Success, I'll be at home at night, you can come anytime." Lai Xiao sent him out of the house, "Aren't you going to school this afternoon?"

"No, I'll paint the wall on the south side of the city." Cheng Yi waved to him.

"Then take some time to read books." Lai Xiao said very seriously, "Brother Yi, you know what reading means for people like us. I have nothing to hope for, so don't learn from me. Yes Just tell me and Aunt Hua about anything, don't be shy, your studies are the first priority now, understand?"

"I really feel my mother's care from you." Cheng Yi couldn't help laughing, raised his hand and gave him a hammer on his chest, "Aren't you bothered?"

"Don't think I'm annoying," Lai Xiao punched him back angrily, "I'm serious."

"Okay." Cheng Yi nodded: "I know. Let's go."

Lai Xiao waved his hand: "I must remember it!"

Cheng Yi turned his back to him and said "ok".

The sun at noon in April is not so glaring, but it is quite warm when it shines on people. The long Linwan Road, from the beginning of the unknown to the end of the invisible, is covered with a layer of warm yellow sunlight.

For people like them, what does reading mean?

Cheng Yi kicked away the stones at his feet, and suddenly felt a little stuffy in his chest.

For people like them, reading means a turning point in life, and it is one of the few opportunities in their life that can change.

Of course he knew this, and it was because of this that he took the path of an art student.

There seems to be a difference between university and junior college, but in fact, these are two worlds. Although it is not [-]% determined for the future, for people like them, it is indeed a heaven and a hell.

So Cheng Yi desperately had to go to a university with an undergraduate degree. He didn't have any requirements. It didn't matter what the school was, as long as an undergraduate degree was fine.

Anyway, I can't live like a wimp in my life.

Aunt Hua was stunned when she saw him when she opened the door, then she frowned and poked him on the forehead: "Xiao Yi? Why are you here?! Aren't you going to class today?"

Cheng Yi took a step back from being poked, and quickly smiled ingratiatingly: "It's class, but isn't it something to ask for a vacation to find your aunt?"

"Stinky boy, it's better to skip class." Aunt Hua gave him an angry look, then turned her side to let him enter the room, "Come in, come in."

"Hey." Cheng Yi put the lunch box in her hand, "Aunt Hua, I'll deliver some of the steamed buns I made a few days ago."

"Oh, you made it? Then Aunt Hua has to eat it slowly." Aunt Hua's eyes, which were originally small, instantly curved up, and the crow's feet that were not obvious at the corners of the eyes even floated up.

"It's okay, Auntie Hua, eat quickly, I'll make it for you after eating." Cheng Yi said.

"You're the one with a sweet mouth." Aunt Hua smiled and pushed him to sit on the sofa, "Tell me, what do you want to see Auntie for?"

"I want my aunt to deliver Mouton to me tomorrow morning." Cheng Yi said, "By the way... solve something."

The smile on Aunt Hua's face gradually faded.

……

When Cheng Yi came out of Aunt Hua's house, he had a big bag of snacks in his hand.

A box of steamed buns for a bag of snacks is really bloody money.

He walked back with his snacks in a complicated mood, but when he opened the door, he found Cheng Moutong sitting on the sofa watching him.

That look... gave him a creepy look.

"What's the matter with you?" Cheng Yi put the snacks in front of him, bent his index finger and tapped his head lightly, "What are you looking at and thinking about? Why are you not as handsome as your brother?"

"..." Cheng Mutong lowered his head, "Brother, I miss my mother."

Cheng Yi was taken aback for a moment, and the fingers rubbing his hair stopped.

After a long while, he reluctantly curled the corner of his mouth, and said softly, "Okay, I'll take you to see her next weekend."

"Really?!" Cheng Mutong jumped up and hugged his neck, "Brother, I love you!"

Cheng Yi closed his eyes, didn't respond, just hugged him lightly, and patted him.

After tidying up briefly, he left Cheng Moutong at Lai Xiao's house, and went to the south of the city to paint the broken wall by himself.

……

When Fang Hengzhi returned to school, he found a piece of paper in his pocket.

That was the registration form he brought over to Cheng Yi.

This entry form is a campus landscape painting competition, and there are individual prizes and school prizes.

The reason why Cheng Yi was famous in Fourteenth Middle School for three or four years was because he contracted all the school's publicity newspapers and public board paintings.

Therefore, he may not recognize all the teachers in the No. [-] Middle School, but all the teachers in the No. [-] Middle School know him.

Although Fang Hengzhi didn't know why he accepted such a thankless thing.

I don't know when Cheng Yi stuffed the registration form in. Although it was crumpled, the options on it had been ticked and filled.

Fang Hengzhi looked at the watch and raised his eyebrows.

It's quite surprising. Although Cheng Yi's grades are not good, his writing is pretty good.

It doesn't look like the words written by that kind of fierce person, but rather thin and sharp, which is quite consistent with that person's appearance.

"Brother Fang, what are you looking at?" Liao Chengfan appeared out of nowhere, "Huh? What is this?"

"The registration form of my deskmate." Fang Hengzhi spread out the form for him to admire, "Is the writing pretty?"

"It looks good." Liao Chengfan stretched his neck over, "Name, Cheng Yi...fuck me!" He raised his head suddenly, almost twisting his neck, "Is this your tablemate?"

"Hmm, surprised?" Fang Hengzhi saw the small box protruding from his pocket with sharp eyes, and quickly reached out his claws to take out a box of chewing gum from his pocket, "Peppermint? Forget it."

The corner of Liao Chengfan's mouth twitched: "I bought this, and you still hate it?"

He took the disgusted chewing gum, opened one and threw it into his mouth, "It's really strange, how can you two sit together?"

"It was arranged by the new head teacher." Fang Hengzhi lazily lay down on the table.

"I really know how to rank, one first and one second." Liao Chengfan seriously shook his head, "Tsk."

"What's so emotional about you?" Fang Hengzhi closed his eyes, "I didn't take the exam last time because I didn't take the exam for three minor subjects. You got 21 points higher than him because you took the exam. Are you ashamed?"

"Fuck!" Liao Chengfan was very depressed, "This is different, I gave up the college entrance examination, and went home to inherit the family business after graduation. Your deskmate is different from me."

"You care a lot." Fang Hengzhi raised one eyelid to look at him, "Class is starting soon, why don't you go back?"

"So you're starting to kick me out?" Liao Chengfan sighed, "Okay, after a long time, the relationship has faded, I understand."

Fang Hengzhi wanted to laugh a little: "You talk a lot."

Liao Chengfan shrugged his shoulders noncommittally, and asked: "It's almost time for class, your tablemate didn't come?"

"He asked for leave." Fang Hengzhi closed his eyes again.

"All right." Liao Chengfan stood up, "Then I'm leaving?"

Fang Hengzhi didn't raise his head and didn't open his eyes: "No."

Liao Chengfan: "A heartless man."

Fang Hengzhi ignored him.

Liao Chengfan left, but the chattering in the classroom didn't stop. Fang Hengzhi felt a little noisy, closed his eyes, took out a pair of earphones from the hole in the table, and stuffed them in his ears.

A wonderful physics class, starting with supplementary sleep.

Because his grades are always the first in the grade, even if he falls asleep in class, the teacher usually doesn't care about him.

Although Yang Yu tried to wake him up at first, it didn't work. He hated such an irresponsible teacher who fished in troubled waters, so he ignored him.

Anyway, the first grade is very special, and the hope of the [-]th middle school is awesome!

But Fang Shen turned over in this class - because he was caught by the principal.

"Fang Heng knows!" Principal Feng looked at the red mark on his face from sleeping, and he was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, "Tell me, since you entered school, how many times have I caught you sleeping in class?! You You have written thirteen copies of the review and you still haven’t changed it??”

Fang Hengzhi sighed and lowered his head: "I'm sorry, I was wrong."

"Wrong?" Principal Feng sneered, "You're wrong next time, don't you?"

Fang Hengzhi wanted to laugh, but he suppressed it: "No."

"Tough mouth!" Principal Feng said, "Suppress that twitching corner of your mouth for me!"

"..." Fang Hengzhi didn't hold back this time, and was amused, "I was discovered by you."

Principal Feng: "..." Damn it, a stick!What a shame!

He panted: "You came to this school to annoy me, right?"

"How can I?" Fang Hengzhi poured him a glass of water, "I failed the high school entrance examination."

"Hey, can you still fail?" The principal finally took the opportunity to laugh at him, feeling very happy.

Fang Hengzhi smiled flatteringly.

If this would prevent him from writing a review, he would be happy to be laughed at by Principal Feng.

"But don't take chances with me! The review still has to be written! Fifteen hundred words! It's due tomorrow!" Principal Feng laughed and laughed.

Fang Hengzhi: "..."

He instantly recovered his expressionless face: "Okay."

"Little bastard, let's see if you dare next time!" Feng Xiao glared at him, "Where's the watch I asked you to show Cheng Yi?"

"It's in my place, and I'll send it to you later." Fang Hengzhi said, "He's filled it out."

"Okay, this thing is pretty reliable." Feng Xiao said, "Let me tell you, don't look at Cheng Yi's poor grades, but he never sleeps in class!"

Fang Hengzhi: "... Can you teach me all of this?"

"Why not? Those who are not as good as others should learn from them!" Feng Feng knocked on the table, "You... help him more in the future if you can."

Fang Heng paused and fell silent for a while.

"What? You don't get along well?" Principal Feng slowed down his voice, "This kid is quite difficult. Although he doesn't study well, he is a good boy. Please take care of him."

"I don't get along well." Fang Heng laughed knowingly, "I know, it's a good child."

"Are you still qualified to judge others?" Feng Xiao snorted coldly, "They are more worry-free than you."

"Yes, yes, yes." Fang Hengzhi sighed, "Anyone is more worry-free than me."

"It's good to know!" Feng Xiao waved his hand at him, this child really gave him a headache when he saw it, "Hurry up and go to class."

"Hey, okay." Fang Heng smiled with a good temper, and went out with a paper specially written for the review.

The door of the principal's office opened and closed. Fang Hengzhi stood at the door, his smile slowly fading.

"Have a hard time?" Fang Hengzhi murmured to himself in a low voice, "Then...is it rich or not?"

Think of the shiny silver motorcycle, think of the meal at noon...

He was confused, really confused.

His deskmate is... Schrödinger's wallet?

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