Toffee Master

Silver moon hanging branches.

The night market was bustling and noisy. Many people came out on battery cars to buy supper. One of them was particularly conspicuous. Its green exterior was still shining like a new car, but the fuselage seemed to be moaning from being overwhelmed.

Yang Xingyu was sitting in the back seat of the little e-Donkey, his whole body was in burning pain, Zhao's attack was ruthless enough!

He held his unbuckled green safety helmet with one hand and the edge of the car seat behind him with the other. In order to avoid physical contact with the person in front, his upper body leaned back stiffly, and his long legs moved as far as possible. The sides are separated.

Even so, their clothes occasionally rubbed against each other.

Yang Xingyu stared at the young man in white who was driving seriously in front of him. A slender neck was exposed under the green helmet, which was a little whiter than the clothes on him. I don't know if it was because he had to use his legs to fix the thick pile of hollows. His back looked very stiff because of the books.

A gust of evening wind blew by, and the aroma of cumin frying at the night market quickly spread in the air. Yang Xingyu sniffled, as if he could smell a sweet smell, and his stomach growled in unison.

It was also unlucky, he didn't wait for Wang Zhuqi outside the night market, but ran into Huangmao's gang, and ended up being beaten before he could eat.

At this moment, Yang Xingyu suddenly thought of a movie clip of a certain hero and heroine elope, but the person used a heavy motorcycle.

He looked at the steak shop on the street, and suddenly said: "If someone smashes the glass window and grabs a piece of steak for me..."

"Are you going to elope with him?"

A crisp voice came from the front, followed by a muffled laugh.

Yang Xingyu turned his head and saw the shoulders of the boy in white were trembling, and the little eDonkey's trajectory began to become crooked.

He froze for a moment, he didn't expect the other party to understand his old joke.

Yang Xingyu hooked the corners of his mouth, and snorted intentionally: "It's a good idea! At least there must be a heavy motorcycle. Look who's desperate to use a small electric donkey!"

The little eDonkey twisted even more. In order not to accidentally injure passers-by, it turned its head and drove into the adjacent street. There were only flying insects dancing group exercises under the street lights, and it seemed to be in a different world from the bustling night market behind it.

squeak--

The little eDonkey finally stopped under a street lamp. The screeching sound of the tires rubbing against the ground disturbed the flying insects above.

Yang Xingyu lifted his long legs out of the car, leaving the narrow space, and felt a sense of relief all over his body.

The boy in white is leaning forward, with his left hand on the handlebar, and his right hand sorting out the crooked books.

"I've wanted to ask for a long time, can you see the road clearly?"

Yang Xingyu pointed to the black plastic plate of the helmet that the other party blocked his face. The plastic plate of the helmet in his hand was transparent, so he didn't have a chance to test whether he could see the road.

The ring finger and little finger of the boy's left hand trembled undetectably. He straightened up, turned to Yang Xingyu, lifted the plastic board up, and said briskly, "I drive by feeling."

The boy's cheeks are still a little baby fat, and his fair and delicate skin makes him look like a glutinous rice dumpling. His sharp little canine teeth reveal a bit of naughtiness, and his eyes naturally form a crescent shape when he smiles. It seems to be stained with starlight.

Yang Xingyu was stunned for a moment, something flashed in his mind, which felt very familiar, he hesitated and said, "You are..."

Tang Ye's eyes lit up, his body stiffened unnaturally, and he asked expectantly, "You...recognize me?"

Yang Xingyu raised his eyebrows, looked at the person in front of him carefully, and suddenly said in a drawn out voice, "Oh~"

He had a sudden realization expression on his face, "You can't be my new neighbor!"

"Ok?"

"The residential building next to Changqing Private High School, the sixth floor of Unit [-] of Building [-]!"

Yang Xingyu anxiously reported his family name, did he just say he looked familiar?

This casual look!White and thin fingers, and a rolled-up Band-Aid!Who else but his new neighbors!Unexpectedly, in addition to the red tractor, his family also has a Qingqing Grassland battery car.

"Brother, this is fate. If it weren't for you, I might really have to spend the night in the hospital today."

Yang Xingyu leaned over with a smile, and put his hand on the other person's shoulder as soon as he raised it, looking completely familiar, "I didn't expect that the first official meeting would be to go to the end of the world together."

"That's a coincidence."

Tang Ye's smiling eyes turned into two curved slits.

He waved his hand indistinctly, trying to block the arm on his shoulder, but the other party made a move before him.

"Hiss..." Yang Xingyu withdrew his hand and took a step back, gasped and looked at the inside of his arm, which was covered in a large area of ​​blue.

He glanced at the person on the little electric donkey, Xindao was too thin, and his bones ached, although the main reason was Huangmao's foot.

Tang Ye also saw it: "Should I rub it with safflower oil?"

"It's okay!" Yang Xingyu waved his hand, "What is this, the skin is not broken."

Tang Ye didn't speak, but although the corners of his mouth were still upturned, his lips were tightly pursed, which was really nothing.

"Brother, you..."

Yang Xingyu's next words were interrupted by the phone ringing.

He made an apologetic gesture to Tang Ye, and as soon as he connected the phone, he heard Wang Zhuqi's anxious and crying voice: "Brother Yu, are you still alive! Tell me where you are, and I'll go rescue you right away." you!"

Yang Xingyu subconsciously straightened his arm holding the phone. He rubbed his ears and waited for Wang Zhuqi to finish howling, before taking the headset back and saying, "If you're in a hurry, go and order me a bowl of hot and sour noodles and then six beef pot stickers." , I will find you in a while."

"Ah? Are you okay?"

"What? Are you disappointed?"

"Brother Yu, what are you talking about, hot and sour noodles with beef pot stickers, right? How about a smoothie?"

"can."

After Yang Xingyu hung up the phone, he turned around and saw Tang Ye's expression. He subconsciously said, "Are you angry?"

"No……"

"Why do I ask that? You're obviously smiling," Yang Xingyu scratched his head in doubt, but he didn't struggle for too long, and smiled, "Brothers, let's go eat together? I'll treat you."

Tang Ye refused without hesitation: "No need, I'm full."

At the same time as the voice fell to the ground, he twisted the accelerator, the little eDonkey restarted, picked a direction on the spot, and drove away slowly, leaving behind a lot of exhaust gas.

"Hey! Brother! Neighbor! I haven't asked your name yet!"

After Yang Xingyu realized it, he took two steps forward. Unfortunately, no matter how slow the little eDonkey was, it was still much faster than him. He could only watch helplessly as the green gradually melted into the night.

When Tang Ye returned home, he didn't even turn on the lights. He put the books and seeds on the ground, and threw himself on the sofa. The soft touch instantly enveloped him.

All the furniture in the room was new, and his mother was afraid that he would not get used to it, so she bought a new one according to the brand used at home.

"It tastes different."

Tang Ye wrinkled his nose. He turned over and lay on his back on the sofa with his head hanging in the air. He happened to see the moon in the sky from the balcony. A gust of wind blew in, bringing in the smell of flowers and soil on the balcony.

Tang Ye took a deep breath, the smell of soil was the same everywhere.

He closed his eyes, and a picture appeared in his mind.

Same night, same soil smell.

An old movie was playing on the TV, and the hero smashed the glass window and dedicated the white wedding dress to the heroine.

TV narration The fat little boy cried and turned into a little tabby cat.

"Do you like small skirts?" Another black and thin little boy stood outside, with his hands on the window, and asked in a low voice.

There were freshly scabbed wounds on his face and arms.

The chubby little boy nodded and shook his head.

The black and skinny little boy showed a puzzled expression. After thinking for a while, he folded a small white flower from his feet and handed it over: "Don't cry, I'll give you one when I grow up. I'll use this one now." replace!"

The chubby little boy stopped crying after taking the little white flower, and nodded vigorously with a bright smile: "Yeah!"

Tang Ye opened his eyes and sat up abruptly.

He ran to the bedroom and turned on the light, found a small medicine box, cold medicine, anti-inflammatory medicine, anti-fever medicine... After pouring out all the medicines, he finally found safflower oil at the bottom of the box.

He took out a small handmade paper bag, packed the safflower oil, thought for a while and threw a few toffee into it, and trotted out the door.

When standing in front of the neighbor's house, that is, Yang Xingyu's house, Tang Ye finally realized what he was doing.

"He can eat so much, he must not be back yet!"

Tang Ye murmured and put down his hand knocking on the door, turned around and took two steps, then turned around and awkwardly hung the small paper bag on the doorknob of Yang Xingyu's house, and glanced around guiltily.

There were only two residents on the first floor, and the surroundings were a bit awkward in the quietness. He curled his lips angrily: "I didn't do anything bad..."

When he came home, he was just as angry, stepping loudly with every step.

Unlike half an hour ago, Tang Ye turned on the light as soon as he entered the door this time. He smiled and picked up the seeds by the door, took a small mat, walked to the balcony, sat down, and patiently began to arrange the flower soil.

Although the situation was somewhat different from what he had expected, it was still going well, and there was still plenty of time in the future, so he could take his time.

Tang Ye didn't know when Yang Xingyu came back that night, but when he went out the next day, he found that the small paper bag containing safflower oil was gone, replaced by a box of fried buns and a glass of water hanging on the doorknob of his house. Soy milk, there is a post-it note on the bag, only two characters thank you.

In the next few days, Tang Ye didn't go out, but stayed at home to tidy up the balcony. There were five flower pots in total, each with cherry tomatoes, cucumbers, peppers, coriander and strawberries.

He was very satisfied with his results, and even took photos and sent them to the family group. Not only did he get a lot of compliments, but he also gained a lot of funds for cultivating five pots of fruits and vegetables. It was perfect!

When I met Yang Xingyu again, it was the opening day of Changqing Private High School.

Tang Ye was wearing a loose blue school uniform and carrying a big schoolbag. At first glance, he looked like a cute and well-behaved student.

He straddled the little electric donkey, put on his safety helmet, and just turned the accelerator when he heard someone shouting from behind: "Wait a minute! Wait a minute! The one in the Changqing High School uniform!"

Tang Ye laughed, the voice was so familiar.

He turned his head, and sure enough, he saw Yang Xingyu striding towards him. Unlike him, the other party was not wearing a school uniform, but a comfortable black sportswear.

After Yang Xingyu approached, he chuckled: "What a coincidence, it happened again..."

Tang Ye interrupted him, and smiled politely, "Excuse me, who are you...?"

The smile on Yang Xingyu's face froze instantly:! ?

A series of bullet screens flew out of his head: I am your neighbor!You saved me a few days ago, and we even ran away together!How did you forget?