can i borrow your white paint

Cheng Rou has been pestering Cheng Yi here for two days, but because of her studies, and because her parents are pressing her, she has to leave soon.

Before leaving, she kept complaining and seemed dissatisfied with the elders in the family. Cheng Yi didn't know her parents, so she couldn't express her opinion, so she could only listen to her complaints with a smile.

Fortunately, Cheng Rou didn't force others to be difficult, and didn't want him to agree with her, but just went to Cheng Yi's house before leaving, and left a sum of money in his bedroom.

Cheng Yi only discovered the money after she had left for a few days. It was a thick stack of red banknotes, the amount was not small, it should be ten thousand by visual estimation.

Although Cheng Rou is rich, but at present, she is a student who relies on her parents for living expenses, so Cheng Yi is quite compelled to collect the money, but because it is cash and does not know Cheng Rou's card number, it is not easy to return it .

When he asked the other party's card number, Cheng Rou even sent a message to threaten him.

[Rou]: If you want to refund it to me, we will break contact.

[Rou]: Yi Zai Zai!Don't refuse me!

Cheng Yi couldn't laugh or cry, but had no choice but to accept it, and finally wrote a memo hoping to return it if he had the chance in the future.

He's still not used to being in debt to others, not even Cheng Rou.

As the days passed, the relaxed atmosphere slowly dissipated, and the students in the No. [-] Middle School gradually walked on the right path, and became nervous after studying.

"Wang Zha!!!" Du Mao stood up excitedly, and threw down two ghost cards on the table, "Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha I won again!!"

"Fuck!" Liao Chengfan held a lollipop in his mouth and threw the rest of the cards on the table with resentment, "I just won a fucking hand!"

Cheng Yi laughed: "What's the matter? Fang Hengzhi hasn't won yet."

Fang Hengzhi: "..."

He sneered, and threw two 3s, a 5, and a 9 on the table: "You can only beat me in this kind of game of luck."

Cheng Yi patted him on the shoulder and showed him his cards—a 3, two 6s, and a 7.

"Each each other," he said.

Fang Hengzhi sighed: "Brother and brother."

"No. I'm different from you," Cheng Yi took the 10 yuan that belonged to him, "I didn't lose money."

They played against landlords, the stakes were very small, ten yuan a hand, after seven rounds, Cheng Yi neither lost nor won, Du Mao made a small profit, and Liao Chengfan didn't lose much.

The one who suffered the most was Fang Hengzhi, who lost 50 times in the round.

He gathered his collar and nestled in the sofa: "I won't play anymore."

"Don't!" Du Mao has become familiar with Fang Hengzhi these days, and it is common for him to make a few jokes and make a few moves.

He tugged at the man's sleeve, and persuaded: "It's hard to take two days off, don't you want to have fun?"

It's getting colder in November, but teenagers tend not to care about the weather, so it's easy to fall ill.

In Fourteenth Middle School, the flu has spread to half the grade these days, and two of the teachers also fell down. The school has no choice but to give the whole school two days off to carry out campus sterilization.

Du Mao, Liao Chengfan and the others had nothing to do, so they ran to Cheng Yi's house. Four boys who were about 1.8 meters tall were not too crowded in a house of dozens of square meters.

Cheng Yi looked at Fang Heng and knew that he was groggy at the moment, which was obviously a sign of flu.

He frowned, and kicked Du Mao: "Is the holiday just for you to gamble? Go and study honestly. Are you afraid of failing the passing exam at the beginning of next year?"

In their current education reform, the college entrance examination was originally divided into arts and sciences, and the minor subjects in the second year of senior high school were based on grades;

The qualifying exam, as the name suggests, is an exam that only needs to be passed.

Long live 60 points, one more point is wasted.

For many students who are partial to subjects, this is a very difficult level.

Cheng Yi belongs to the category of partial subjects. With Fang Hengzhi's efforts, he has already advanced in physics, but fell down in chemistry and geography.

He was short on time, and it was quite difficult to take care of the six subjects at the same time. Fang Hengzhi was heartbroken, so he could only rely on the fragmented time to help him with tutoring, and barely managed to make it up.

But after several mock exams, he still couldn't get all green in all six subjects.

But after Fang Hengzhi struggled for a while, he felt that this matter could not be rushed, so he asked him to calm down and take his time.

Cheng Yi's mentality has always been good, and it's even better to be enlightened like this. Although he is still worried, he has returned to the normal nervousness before the exam, and it is not a big problem.

And you must know that his deskmate is the first in grade, is it difficult to bring yourself to sixty points? !

Du Mao was scolded, shrank his head and went back with his schoolbag in his arms.

He didn't speak, Fang Hengzhi squinted his eyes and lay quietly on the sofa, so no one would play with Liao Chengfan.

Liao Chengfan stroked his hair, planning to leave without saying a word, and hang out with those cronies.

But Cheng Yi spoke before him: "I'm going out for a while."

Liao Chengfan raised his butt and sat back: "What are you doing out there?"

"Buy something." Cheng Yi said, "Do you want something to eat? I'll bring it back."

Du Mao was the first to speak out: "Ma La Tang! I want Devil Spicy Devil Ma!"

Liao Chengfan rubbed his chin and opened his mouth to say that he wanted hot and sour noodles, but he was glared at by Brother Fang.

He swallowed and said, "Then I want Malatang too."

Although he didn't know why he said that, nor why Brother Fang glared at him.

It couldn't be because he was afraid that it would be inconvenient for Cheng Yi to travel a little longer to buy things, right?

Fang Hengzhi nodded in satisfaction, and looked at Cheng Yi: "I also want Malatang, not spicy."

Cheng Yi: "..."

With a complicated expression, he walked over and touched his head, but fortunately he didn't have a fever: "Do you eat spicy food?"

Fang Hengzhi nodded: "I can't eat spicy food."

Cheng Yi let out a "hmm" and went out with his mobile phone.

Before leaving, he turned his head and glanced at the person on the sofa: "You wear a mask and wrap a quilt around your body."

Fang Hengzhi let out an "oh" with a drawn out voice.

There are many trees on both sides of the long road on Linwan Road. In autumn, even the leaves can't cover the wind, and the dead leaves are rustling all over the place.

The dry yellow leaves are spread from here to the Azure International, and after taking two steps, you can hear the crackling sound of fallen leaves and shattering.

Walking alone on the road at this time, you will feel that you are not really lonely. Even if there are many young couples and families going out together, you will not feel lonely.

Cheng Yi turned two corners and turned onto Sujin Road next door.

This road has a lot of food, and every night, it becomes a small night market.

The pharmacy with the most complete range of this tablet is also here.

He pushed open the glass door of the pharmacy, walked to the counter and knocked.

The little sister who was playing with her mobile phone looked up and took off her earphones after hearing the movement, and asked with a smile, "What do you need?"

"Sister, help me get some medicine to prevent colds." Cheng Yi bent his eyes, "It's time to change the season, prepare some for the family."

The little sister smiled and went to find medicine for him: "Are you still in school? You are so filial! Whoever has a doll like you must be happy?"

Cheng Yi shrugged noncommittally, and said softly, "Probably."

The nurse sisters at the counter of the pharmacy are usually very quick to find medicines, and I don’t know how they can remember the names and places of so many medicines.

After a while, several bags of medicine were placed on the table.

"Here, Banlangen and Sanjiu are two must-haves, as well as Shuanghuanglian. You should prepare some of them."

Cheng Yi nodded, and said, "Pu Di Lan and Qing Kai Ling also have a box."

The nurse sister was a little surprised: "You still understand?"

Cheng Yi: "Well, the adults in the family don't care much."

As soon as he finished speaking, an older white-haired doctor came out of the waiting room. When he saw him, he was instantly happy: "Yo? Xiao Yi is here."

Cheng Yi smiled at the old doctor: "Doctor Zhang."

Doctor Zhang stroked his beard: "Come to get cold medicine? Wait, I'll get you some glucose. You and your brother should take more calcium supplements when you're young."

Cheng Yi has lived here for eight years. He has known Dr. Zhang since he first came here, and he can be called an old acquaintance now.

The sister nurse at the counter is new here, so naturally she doesn't know him yet, and she is not familiar with him either.

Time flies so fast. When I first met Dr. Zhang that year, his hair was still black and white. Now there is not a single black strand in this gorgeous hair.

Thinking so, Cheng Yi took the medicine that was already in a plastic bag: "Thank you."

Doctor Zhang sent him to the door, and patted him kindly on the shoulder: "Do you know, the owner of the painting material store, why haven't I seen him come to my place to get medicine for the past two days?"

Cheng Yi frowned: "Third brother?"

Dr. Zhang stroked his beard and said cheerfully, "You still call him that? Yes, it's your third brother. I remember you know him very well."

He is indeed very familiar, but recently he hasn't gone to the Wuming painting material store to buy things, so naturally he hasn't seen the third brother much.

Cheng Yi rubbed his hair and asked anxiously, "What's wrong with him? What medicine?"

"Oh, don't worry, it's not a serious problem." Doctor Zhang said, "It's just that he fell on his leg recently, and he has to come to get plaster."

Cheng Yi sighed.

The third brother is such an adult, it's really not worrying.

"Then give me the plaster, and I'll bring it to him tomorrow."

"Is it convenient for you?" Doctor Zhang asked.

Cheng Yi: "It's convenient, just on the way."

"Okay," Doctor Zhang turned around and went to get the plaster, "You wait here."

Cheng Yi stood where he was and stomped his feet.

He didn't wear much when he came out, and it was really cold to stand at the door right now.

In the end, it's northern Jiangsu, but it's not as good as the south. It's only November and already there are winter shadows.

Malatang is at the back of the pharmacy, so you have to go around a long way to get there.

Cheng Yi wanted to take a short-cut. The short railing in front could save a normal distance by stepping over it.

There weren't many people at the moment, and with the cardboard boxes behind him blocking it, it wouldn't be very conspicuous for him to climb over the railing, so it was an excellent opportunity to commit a crime.

But when he stepped over half of his body, he regretted it.

There was a little boy in front, who was holding a lot of boxes and bags and didn't know where to put them. The stone steps were too high for him, and he couldn't put them up no matter how hard he tried.

If it was another child, Cheng Yi would have gone over to help, but the key is... this is He Wenxiao.

He Wenxiao has been waiting here for quite a while, but Ji Zhi doesn't know what she's doing and hasn't come back yet.

He was a little anxious, the two little hands holding the box and the bag were already red from being strangled, and the ground was covered with dust, and there was no way to put it down.

He saw Cheng Yi, the big brother who climbed over the railing, his eyes lit up, and he wanted to ask him for a favor, but he just took a look and then looked away lightly.

He was a little disappointed, raised his shoulders, and tried his best to continue hugging the things in his hands.

But his little arm had enough heart but not enough strength, and after a while, he couldn't hold it anymore.

Seeing that a bag of clothes was about to fall to the ground, before he could get anxious, he saw a slender hand with well-defined knuckles helping him hold the bag.

He turned his head and saw the big brother with lowered eyes.

Cheng Yi felt that there was something wrong with him, the fault of the Holy Mother.

But speaking of it, He Wenxiao really didn't do anything to him, and it was nothing to help him.

He sighed, helped the child bring all the things over, and put them on the stone steps: "Stay here."

He Wenxiao blinked, and suddenly smiled: "Thank you, big brother!"

"It's okay." Cheng Yi put down his things and planned to leave.

"Brother!" He Wenxiao called out hastily.

Cheng Yi paused, and for a moment thought it was Cheng Mutong who was calling him.

He Wenxiao took advantage of the moment he paused and grabbed his hand: "Big brother! Have we met?"

Cheng Yi lowered his head and smiled slightly: "You want to get close to me?"

He Wenxiao blushed from his smile, scratched his head and whispered, "No... I really think we've met."

Cheng Yi withdrew his hand calmly, and let out a casual "hmm": "Maybe."

Seeing that He Wenxiao wanted to say something more, he interrupted very rudely: "My child, didn't your mother tell you to keep a distance from strangers?"

He Wenxiao couldn't speak, and looked at him with big eyes blinking, so pitiful.

But Cheng Yi didn't pity him, because he knew that Ji Zhi must have taught him these things.

I and Cheng Moutong are the ones who have not been taught.

And now, he has to teach the child to be wary of strangers.

He hooked the corners of his mouth, raised his hand to wipe the dust off He Wenxiao's ears, turned and left.

The Malatang shop is not as cool and cool as outside, it is warm and smells so hot that people are about to sweat.

After Cheng Yi finished ordering, he took off his coat and hung it in his hand, playing with his mobile phone to send messages to Fang Hengzhi.

[Your dad will always be your dad]: How do you feel?

[Little Princess]:?

[Little Princess]: I feel very good.

After seeing it, he didn't understand what he meant, so he went back and forth.

Cheng Yi let out a "tsk".

[Your dad will always be your dad]: What I'm asking is, do you ever feel stuffy in your nose?Want to cough?

[Little Princess]: A little bit.

[Your father will always be your father]: Hold on, I'll be home right away.

[Little Princess]: I won't feel bad when you come back

Cheng Yi was taken aback for a moment, but didn't realize what the words meant, feeling weird.

But soon, the other side continued to reply.

[Little Princess]:?

[Little Princess]: I missed a punctuation mark.

I won't feel bad when you come back?

Rhetorical question.Cheng Yi understood, but he still had a feeling that he couldn't explain clearly.

He didn't return and put away his phone.

The owner of this shop, Mala Tang, made the dishes very quickly. Cheng Yi ordered four bowls, and all of them were ready and packed in 10 minutes.

After thinking about it, he ordered another shortbread and a cup of porridge.

When he went back, he took the main road.

The mobile phone in his pocket suddenly rang. He took out the mobile phone with one hand and connected it without looking at it.

"Hello? Xiao Yi?"

Cheng Yi was stunned for a moment, took down his phone and took a look——

Ji Zhi.

He gave a short sneer.

Ji Zhi took the initiative to call him, such a rare thing.

He squinted his eyes and said lazily, "Well, what do you want?"

There was a moment of silence before saying: "Today...you saw Xiaoxiao."

The voice sounded cautious, but it made people want to laugh inexplicably.

Cheng Yi let out an "um" from his nasal cavity.

Ji Zhi suppressed her anger with the voice from the microphone again: "I know you and Mouton hate me, but Xiaoxiao is innocent, you promised me, you won't come to us on your own initiative..."

"Ms. Ji," Cheng Yi's voice cooled down, his originally round eyes became narrow and long due to half-squinting, and they were full of indifference, "Do you suspect that I deliberately spoke ill of you to your son?"

Ji Zhi didn't speak, obviously acquiescing.

Cheng Yi was so happy that his nose was a little sore, maybe it was too cold and frozen.

He took a while to say: "You have said so much, only half of the sentence is correct. I hate you, this is the truth. "

There was still silence on the other end of the phone.

Cheng Yi glanced to make sure that the other party hadn't hung up the phone, and then continued: "Meeting He Wenxiao was an accident, and I didn't want to interfere with those stupid people around you. Don't talk about him, even if it is Cheng Moutong, I have never been there He said bad things about you in front of you. In fact, you should thank Cheng Mutong, without him, I'm not sure you can live so comfortably now."

After a long silence, a "beep" came from the phone.

He closed his eyes and put down his hand holding the phone.

The mobile phone in his hand is the main screen, obviously, the call has been hung up by the other party.

Standing here, Cheng Yi suddenly felt that even if the ground was covered with fallen leaves, there would be a crisp sound with every step he took, and walking alone was still walking alone.

Fortunately, he has been walking alone for so many years, and he is almost used to it.

A crisp sound fell in his ears.

He came back to his senses and walked over following the sound.

The little beggar who was knocking on the iron bowl raised his eyes to look at him, a smile slowly appeared on his dirty face: "Brother Yi."

This little beggar, about [-] or [-] years old, only appeared here in September. He suffered comminuted fractures at the knees of both legs. After a long delay, he could not be cured, so he had to choose to amputate his limbs.

But the little beggar jumped out of a child-trafficking van, so it is lucky that he jumped out of a high-speed car and survived.

Relying on a broken iron cart, he climbed here, a corner that was still sheltered from wind and rain.

"Yeah." Cheng Yi smiled back at him, and put down shortbread and porridge in front of him, "It's getting cold, take care."

The little beggar smiled and gnawed on the shortbread, eating very embarrassingly.

Cheng Yi didn't intend to make fun of him, he looked down for a while, and then planned to leave.

The class distinction in this small town is too severe, and people can only see the rich as rich as oil, but in fact, most of the people are still small people, running around and trying to survive.

In fact, Cheng Yi is surrounded by such people, because he is too.

Fang Hengzhi... is the only exception.

An exception that doesn't seem like an exception.

"Brother Yi," the little beggar shouted, "don't worry, I have winter clothes!"

Cheng Yi frowned: "Where did you come from?" This little beggar had stolen steamed buns before.

The little beggar knew what he was thinking, and quickly explained: "It was given to me by a beautiful brother some time ago! He is as kind as you!"

As if afraid that he would not believe it, the little beggar quickly took out a large cotton padded jacket from the snakeskin bag.

Cheng Yi glanced at it and was speechless.

Nima, which kind person gave you Patagonia?

The little beggar said: "The elder brother with super beautiful eyes must be very rich! The black and gold watch on his wrist is super bright! It's just that maybe his brain is not very good, and he still has sunglasses stuck on his head in the cloudy sky."

Almost immediately, Fang Hengzhi's flamboyant bag and the six-figure black and gold Louis Vuitton watch on the shoe cabinet of the other party's home came to Cheng Yi's mind.

The little beggar was still excitedly talking to himself: "He is really nice! He also said that he would take me to eat delicious food next time!"

He looked at Cheng Yi again, and smiled shyly: "Of course, I still think Brother Yi is the best!"

Cheng Yixin said, boy, you have almost read Fang Hengzhi's ID card to me.

He smiled, and pinched his face without disliking his dirty appearance: "He is very good."

The little beggar was a little confused: "Huh?"

Cheng Yi glanced at the phone, and there was a message from Fang Hengzhi asking when he would be back.

He walked back with his eyes bent, and said, "I said that pretty brother is very good."

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