sanguine and depressive

The new semester is like a drama, staged in the way of opening the red curtain.I would wait for 10 to [-] minutes at noon every day, and we went to have lunch together after Wei Chengyu and his class closed.At first it was just the two of us together, then his tablemate joined, and then several boys joined together...

Wei Chengyu made many new friends.

Although Tong Ming, his new tablemate, ate with us, he didn't talk much.Others were chattering, saying that Tong Ming was a handsome Chimian, and that the glory of his grade in this article was Ruchuan Feng who went from a slam dunk to No. [-] Middle School.But personally I still think Wei Chengyu is more handsome.

I ran into Li Xuyang and Wang Dong at dinner one day. They said that they had just been called to Zhongmo, so they delayed the meeting.

I think according to the friendship between Yu Mian and Wang Dong, Wang Dong must now know that I am gay.But he behaved the same as before, and I naturally didn't want to pierce the window paper, as if nothing happened.

The day before the National Day was still the annual sports meeting. This time I participated in the square formation of my class, because the number of new classes became smaller and there were not enough human beings.When I walked under the rostrum, I raised my eyes and saw Wei Chengyu on the stage, wearing a white shirt with a knitted vest, holding a red folder and presiding: "The one who is walking towards us is Class [-], Grade [-]..."

Under the high platform, I am one in 25, wearing a short-sleeved school uniform and keeping pace with others, so ordinary that I am submerged in the sea of ​​people.When the sound of the loudspeaker faded away behind him, it was already Wang Xuebin who was reciting the entrance lines of Class [-] and [-] of Senior High School.

When I returned to the stands after the entrance ceremony, I saw Wei Chengyu standing in the corner a few rows away, already changed into sportswear, and asking Tong Ming to pin the number plate on for him.I removed the eyes again.

One thousand five is still the last event of the sports meeting. I cheekily squeezed to the railing at the front of the stand to watch the athletes do warm-up exercises.Wei Chengyu said in the middle, the girls beside me were cheering for the boy on his right, and the boy even waved towards him.

I thought that if Wei Chengyu looked here, I would also wave to cheer, but unfortunately I didn't.

The starting gun rang, and I raised my mobile phone to take several photos. I heard the girls say that the boy is a long-distance runner and he will definitely win the first place.I said in my heart that was not necessarily the case, although Wei Chengyu was not a special student, he was a poor student.

I took a bottle of water and went downstairs, trying to wait for someone near the finish line, and then pass the water like in a TV show, but as soon as I approached, I was stopped by volunteers, saying that the track was in a race and I could not pass.

So I could only stand in front of the indoor door and wait.The people on the runway appeared and disappeared in this rectangular field of vision in front of my eyes, like two frames of freeze-frame pictures.On the track in the distance, we saw that Wei Chengyu and that boy were running very close to each other. Wei Chengyu was ahead of the boy and behind him, but the gap was not that big.

They circled around and sprinted to the key line, and then appeared in front of my eyes again. This time their positions were adjusted, the boy was in front, Wei Chengyu was behind, and the third person appeared after a long time.

"Men's 500 meters, No.1, Tan Jiahao, No.2, Wei Chengyu..."

When I found Wei Chengyu, he had already taken off his shirt and was standing by the pool, very chic.Sweat drenched her hair, and it became steel needles standing up again.

I was a little worried, so I handed him the water: "Be careful of catching a cold."

He was nonchalant, and then showed me: "Look, abs."

Although the lines are tight, there are only a few shallow traces. I looked away and said, "Is this considered abdominal muscles?" It was just a question, not an aggressive one.

But inadvertently, "...Oh, I'm so stupid!" After he finished speaking, he held his breath and retracted his abdomen, so a slightly deeper mark was drawn on his abdomen.

Wei Chengyu didn't let it go, and then grabbed my hand: "Touch, touch, you'll know if you touch it, it's really abdominal muscles!"

Crazy.My ears were hot, but my wrists were tightly clenched and I couldn't take them back, so I just clenched into fists.Finally, the back of the fist lightly scratched his abs.

"That's right, it's really abdominal muscles!" After he succeeded, he quickly let go of his hand, turned on the faucet to scoop up a few handfuls of water, and after washing his face, he asked, "Will we have dinner later? Together with Dongdong and the others."

I handed him his shirt: "Don't eat, I'm going to Shenzhen by plane in the afternoon." A few days ago, my mother called me, first cared for me, and then asked if I wanted to stay for a few days.

He was stunned: "Shenzhen?...Oh, to see your parents?"

"Hmm." I said, not daring to look at him and his so-called abs, so I could only fix my eyes on the dripping faucet.

In the afternoon, I took the suitcase and waited for the agreed car in the scenery of the window.I was still underage after all, and my mother called her assistant, Cindy, to pick me up.

The last time I saw Cindy, she still had pink hair, but today it basically faded back to yellow. She got out of the car and came over dressed in black clothes. The co-pilot who got back in the car was motionless with sunglasses on, feeling very tired.Came back to life at the airport and grabbed my luggage.

"I can do it myself." I was embarrassed.

She took off her sunglasses, revealing her cheeks with eye bags and dark circles.Coupled with a very light lip color, I presume she has no makeup on.

Although her expression was tired, Cindy's tone was very straightforward: "It's okay, leave it to me."

The plane took off and landed, and arrived in Shenzhen, which I had never been to.Shenzhen, Shenzhen.I recited these two words silently several times in my heart, and I felt my heart surge.The airport is like a modern maze to me. Outside the glass window is the tarmac, and inside is the terminal, duty-free shops and many restaurants, but fortunately they are all in Chinese, and Cindy blends in like a fish in water. I just need to follow behind her.

When I passed by a coffee shop, I felt that Cindy was really tired, and I was embarrassed to trouble her to pick me up. I asked her if I would like coffee, and she said I would like an American cup.

After 5 minutes, Cindy smiled and took the cup of Americano, which looked like Chinese medicine, from my hand. When I got into the taxi, she talked more obviously, which made me suspect that what I just bought was Veritaserum.She said that her mother has not been receiving promotions very much recently, and she also turned down her trip to Sydney to see the exhibition last week. Now she basically stays at home and rests.

Holding the phone in one hand, I took some pictures of the scenery, found Wei Chengyu's account, and sent the pictures to spread happiness.

After a while he said, "Are you there?"

Then Li Shangwai sent a photo, clicked on it and found that it was a KTV private room, Wang Dong was hugging Mai and singing, the colorful light spots at this moment were like the snowstorm in the Northland, hitting his gloomy expression.

Xiao Xiao: "What is he singing?"

Wcy: "The Onion"

Xiaoxiao: "..."

On the outskirts of the industrial park, low clouds of smoke stop in the distance, and residential areas are scattered in the green forest. Cindy directed the driver to drive around the road, and finally stopped outside a small building.

I followed Cindy upstairs, she took my suitcase and knocked on the door, the door opened after a while, and there was a face I didn't recognize. Cindy turned to me and said, "This is Aunt Wang."

I say hello and get in.

There are only four floors in the small building, and parents live on the top floor.The outside of the house looks a bit old, but the inside is warm and bright.

I looked around and shouted: "Mom!"

After a while, there were footsteps in the back room, and my mother put a mask on her face. When she saw me, she said, "Come on." Then she told Aunt Wang, "Cut some fruit."

I put on my slippers and walked in slowly to visit and browse.

Different from the home in Shanghai, you can feel the strong breath of life as soon as you enter the door.A dozen fashion magazines were stacked on the table, and some skin care products were left open.The TV is playing programs that no one is watching, and the smell of vegetables is wafting from the kitchen.

Mom was talking to Cindy at the door, and after a while Cindy said, "Then I'm leaving!" I quickly turned around and said goodbye to her.

The door was closed, and my mother took off the mask and went to the back room. Aunt Wang came out of the kitchen and put the cut fruits on the table, but she didn't leave. I saw her looking at me curiously from the corner of my eye.

A few seconds later, she asked me in a low voice, with a little accent: "Are you...their son?"

I nod.She immediately said: "Oh, I think your mother is very young, and your son is so old. How old are you? Ten 34?" Nothing was right, I replied: "Sixteen soon." She was a little surprised, and smiled innocently A mouthful of teeth: "Oh, oh, oh, I can't see it, I can't see it."

I washed my hands and sat on the sofa. My mother came back after washing her face, handed me the fruit, and then picked up the remote control and said, "I'll show you the replay of the news from the day before yesterday."

It was probably a local TV station in Shenzhen. Aunt Wang asked, "Which one is the mayor?" Mom smiled and said, "This is the mayor, and this is the deputy mayor." The headline of the news read "The Mayor The deputy mayor visited private enterprises... ".

The camera switches to Dad. On the other side of the screen, he is sitting on a carved chair, looking at and smiling with the two mayors, exchanging experiences.The label written below is "Cen Zhiyong, Vice Chairman of Xinrong Group Shenzhen Region". The interview said something profound, and I didn't understand it at all.