desolate

The New Year's Day holiday has a total of three days.

When Wu Guang announced the holiday on the podium, the students below were still a little excited for a while.Afterwards, the evening self-study was filled by the New Year's Eve party held by the school. Everyone moved the stools to the playground to sit and watch the performance.

Originally, Zhou Ze thought about leaving early after the class meeting, but Qin Yan seemed to have guessed his thoughts, and had been staring at him since the afternoon class meeting.

When watching the performance, Qin Yan joined forces with Gu Xiaona to look at him from left to right: "Our class will have a chorus later, so don't leave early, wait until the singing is over before leaving!"

"That's right, right, our class is not evenly formed when we go up."

Xu Duozhi, who was sitting in the back, joked: "Hey, brother Ze, you are so lucky, hug left and right!" Immediately afterwards, the bastards booed one after another, and then they succeeded in getting a supercilious look from Zhou Ze.

... Are these people big cocks?

Up, down, left, and right were all leaking, so Zhou Ze could only impatiently swipe his phone.

During the period, Qin Yan was going to the front to count the number of people, and temporarily arranged for Xu Duozhi to sit next to Zhou Ze.

He sneaked over and said, "Brother Ze, are you rushing to Brother Pei again?"

Since Pei Ye came back, they met several times. Xu Duozhi heard about those shitty things and occasionally helped them out.

Zhou Ze glanced at him: "Why?"

Xu Duozhi scratched the back of his head: "Why not..."

He has known Pei Ye since he first came to Pingjiang. Although the two of them are "fellow friends" in name, Xu Duozhi thinks that he is the one who knows Pei Ye the most and not one of them.

But he recently discovered that this "most familiar person" seems to be no longer exclusive to him.

Xu Duozhi peeked at Zhou Ze from the corner of his eye. On the screen of his mobile phone was a chat box with another person whose profile picture was familiar.

He turned on his mobile phone, then clicked on Pei Ye's profile, and compared them from afar.

... exactly the same.

And Zhou Ze, who was impatient just now, stared at the screen and smiled suddenly... Hey, it's weird.

"Why do you keep staring at me?" Zhou Ze suddenly cast his gaze.

Xu Duozhi suddenly sat up straight, his eyes rolled quickly: "I didn't look at you, I was just in a daze..."

Zhou Ze held his tongue in doubt, and turned around to continue sending messages to Pei Ye.

"Curly Hair, come to play cards!" Wen Jialang squeezed in with a blank note on his face, "Doudizhu three missing one!"

"Go, go, don't bother me..."

"Come on, come on, you have nothing to do."

"Who said I'm fine?"

"What's the matter with you?"

Xu Duozhi suddenly got stuck, and held back for a long time: "I... was thinking about the relationship between two people... Hey! Anyway, it's a philosophical question, and you don't understand it, so don't worry about it!"

"As far as you are concerned, with 38 points in ideology and morality, what philosophical issues are you thinking about?"

"..."

go to hell.

To put it bluntly, Xu Duozhi just refused to play poker with them. Wen Jialang couldn't find any poker friends, so he had to break up with the other two on the spot, and turned around and joined the task of "guarding" Zhou Ze.

The sitcom on stage was dry and embarrassing, and all the audience fell asleep watching it.

Wen Jialang was bored flipping through the circle of friends, giving likes and comments to each friend, until finally the circle of friends and the space were all browsed, and he was so bored that he flipped through the calendar.

"Hey! Today is the 31st?"

Xu Duozhi gave him a blank look, and pointed to the stage: "That's right. Otherwise, are you here to celebrate your birthday today?"

"Go, go, go, I mean, Yangzi seems to be released from prison tomorrow."

"..."

Xu Duozhi's movements slowed down, he looked at Wen Jialang slowly, and asked uncertainly, "Is it tomorrow?"

"Yeah, it's been two years, and I heard Ju Haonan say two days ago that I want to catch him up, or else I'd forget about it, brother Pei doesn't know yet, so go back and tell him."

Xu Duozhi hesitated and said, "Why don't you tell him first..."

Wen Jialang looked curious: "Why?"

Xu Duozhi organized his words repeatedly, but he didn't know where to start: "Hey, it's up to you, I just think Brother Pei is so busy recently, he must not have time."

"There's still time for a meal, after all, we were such strong brothers before."

"Then tell me."

"……say what?"

Suddenly, Zhou Ze suddenly made a sound.

He heard Pei Ye's name, so this scene happened.

For some reason, Xu Duozhi suddenly felt a little guilty, so he pushed Wen Jialang to give him an answer.

"Ah...it's nothing, it's just a friend from before, something happened and he went in, and then he got out of prison tomorrow, and said he wanted to ask Brother Pei to have dinner with him."

Zhou Ze wondered, "Apart from you two, does he have any friends?"

How friendless is he? ?

Wen Jialang replied: "That's for sure. Yangzai should be Brother Pei's best friend before. At that time, Ju Haonan and Ju Haonan, the three of them were the three bullies in junior high school, namely the school bully, the school bully, and Dad's daddy- —Because curly hair always calls Grandpa Pei, hahahaha..."

"?"

What kind of title could only be thought of by someone out of their wits?

"Then why is Yangzi..."

"Grade [-] and [-] are assembled!"

Originally, Zhou Ze wanted to ask a little more, but at this time Qin Yan unexpectedly ran back and interrupted him.

Forget it, I'll ask next time...

"Quiet! Stop playing, line up!" Qin Yan raised her voice to straighten up the discipline of the team, checking their clothes one by one, "...Wen Jialang! Tear off your face!"

Wen Jialang touched it: "...what the hell?"

"Also, Zhou Ze, unbutton the first button of your shirt, it looks a bit dull if you button it all up."

"..."

"Hmm... untie another one, another one!"

Zhou Ze was forced to fumble for the button on his neck.

After rectifying for 2 minutes, the students of class six lined up in order to wait behind the performance stage.

However, after just two steps, they felt the malice from Winter.

The performance costumes of Class [-] are a set of campus style chosen by a few girls - white shirts and black vests, skirts for girls, trousers for boys, the rented costumes are cheap, very thin, and everyone was huddled together They didn't feel cold when they were wearing coats, but now that the padded jackets were taken off and the cold wind blew, a group of people began to shiver.

Zhou Ze also sniffed from the cold, thought for a while, and while Qin Yan wasn't paying attention, he turned around and took the scarf off the seat.

Anyway, he was in the last row, where the stage lights couldn't even reach him, so no one would notice him wearing a scarf.

……

On the other side, Pei Ye just walked out of the hospital and found Cheng Zhizhi squatting on the doorstep waiting for him.

Because the school is nearby, she comes here almost every day. Maybe she knows that Su Ya doesn't like her. Every time, she finds an open space in the corridor on this floor or in the flower bed downstairs to do her homework, and then waits for Pei Ye to deliver the meal. Then go home together.

"Have you eaten yet?"

"Ah."

Pei also asks every time, but the answer is always to eat.

"Where did you eat?"

"school entrance."

"Are you rich?"

Cheng Zhizhi raised his head and glanced at him, and then quickly answered, "Yes, I help my classmates with their homework to make money." Not much, but it's okay to eat two meals.

Pei Ye suddenly picked up her schoolbag, which was quite heavy, so he carried it for her: "Since you have money, when can you pay the rent?"

Cheng Zhizhi asked sullenly, "...how much?"

"..."

"never mind."

Pei also scratched his hair.

He can't do anything to bully the weak.

When he was about to go back, Cheng Zhizhi suddenly tugged at his sleeve: "Aren't we going to see brother Zhou Ze's performance?"

Pei Ye's movements froze, and he was so busy that he forgot about it—not long ago, Zhou Ze called back and said that he was going to participate in the New Year's Day performance, and he even joked that he would come.

Looking at the time, half an hour has passed since the performance started.

"Hopefully catch up."

Pei also turned his head and headed towards the school, thinking in his heart that if he missed the performance, he should be taken home.

The back door of Sixth Middle School.

Pei also parked his car by the wall, and before he got in, he heard the sound of music on the playground. The students in No. [-] Middle School were not active in their studies, but they were more active than the other in this matter.

Pei Ye climbed up to the wall first, then picked up Cheng Zhizhi, and finally climbed in in the same order.

All the students and teachers gathered on the other side of the playground, and Pei Ye led Cheng Zhizhi to walk on the road swaggeringly, until they got near the playground, the two of them restrained themselves and went to the place without lights.

"It's brother Zhou Ze."

Cheng Zhizhi saw the team below the stage and Zhou Ze at the end of the team at a glance.

"...Next, Class [-] and [-] of Senior High School will bring us the chorus song "Broad Sea and Sky" from beyond. Everyone welcomes with applause!"

Following the command of the leader, the team of the sixth class turned around 360 five degrees and walked up the chorus ladder in the middle of the stage. They stood in their positions in the original order.

There were two spotlights on the exhibition board behind him, facing the center of the stage, so in a remote corner, Zhou Ze's body was only covered with a faint layer of hoarfrost.

The audience was crowded, Zhou Ze seemed to be doing nothing and started to look around. When he looked to the right, he happened to find the two people under the tree.

"Ah... I see it." Cheng Zhizhi waved his hand slightly while holding up the phone.

Pei was also a little short-sighted, so he judged Zhou Ze's expression through Cheng Zhizhi's mobile phone screen.

The picture has been magnified a lot. In the camera, the teenager wearing a blue scarf smiles faintly, shaking his shoulder-level hands slightly. The dim environment and the ordinary pixels of the thousand-yuan phone make the picture full of noise.

Sure enough, he fits the color very well.

Soon, the stereo began to play music accompaniment, and Zhou Ze had already turned to the audience.An untidy chorus performance began, and the crappy Cantonese with various accents seemed to become a second language when put together.

Cheng Zhizhi looked down at the photos in the album, and murmured in a low voice that they were well taken.

"Send me the photo."

Cheng Zhizhi raised his head in horror: "?"

"Tsk..." I don't know whether it's embarrassment or impatience, Pei Ye directly reached out to take her mobile phone, and after a short operation, she used her account to send Zhou Ze's photo to herself. At the end, she didn't forget to warn her "Don't tell him."

"……Oh."

Cheng Zhizhi caught the thrown cell phone, looked at Pei Ye, then at the stage, thoughtful, and wanted to ask a question.

But after thinking about Pei Ye's temper, he swallowed the words again and obediently watched the performance.