San Fu

The call was rather mysterious.

Duan Feifei didn't even answer the phone, and the phone kept singing when he walked out with the phone, like a triumphant third party.

When he reached the stairs outside, Duan Feicai picked up the phone while walking down.

Jiang Kuo couldn't even hear Duan Feifan's "Hello", and couldn't tell who was calling from his tone.

Depend on.

He looked at Duan Feifan who was still frozen on the screen.

Do you know how annoying you are when you grow up, kid?

Jiang Kuo wanted to stand up and take a walk for two steps, but he still sat still.

He didn't know whether Duan Feifei went directly downstairs to answer the phone, or just answered the phone secretly under the stairs. The two of them are now in the stage of "taking a step back". Duan Feifei felt that he was paying too much attention to his affairs.

Eavesdropping on the phone is something he would never do, but after all, Duan Feifei is avoiding him to answer the phone now. With this sneaky mentality, he might be sneaky when he sees any movement.

Jiang Kuo still decided to stay frozen on the chair.

He lay on the back of the chair, leaned forward, looked at the button on the all-in-one machine, clicked on replay, and then quickly pressed the volume button. low.

It wasn't until Xiao Duan Feifan and the old uncle appeared on the stage that he turned up the volume a little more.

"Thank you grandpa, aunt, uncle and aunt for coming!"

When hearing this sentence, Jiang Kuo smiled.

The sound of this all-in-one machine is really indescribable, and the sound quality of the original CD is estimated to be severely suppressed, which is not very enjoyable to listen to.

But the small paragraph is very good-looking.

In the first year of junior high school, Duan Feifei's face was still a little round, cute and handsome, and his gestures already had the chic look he has now.

He is already quite tall, much taller than his peers, so he can take on the job of sending people home, and he can pack two yuan a week.

Jiang Kuo leaned on the back of his chair and stared at the screen, watching Duan Feifei singing, watching him dance on the stage while waving to the audience below, watching him high-five his uncle, and watching him walk off the stage.

"The next contestant! Yes!" The host's high-pitched voice sounded again.

Jiang Kuo was still immersed in a small section of the extraordinary world, and his heart jumped to the base of his tongue in fright from this voice.

He pressed the pause button and exhaled.

Then he turned his head and looked outside the door, but there was still no one there.

Niusandao's song lasts a little over 4 minutes, which means that Duan Feifei has been answering this phone call for almost 5 minutes, and he still hasn't finished speaking.

This feeling is very difficult.

Jiang Kuo was very upset, the kind of unhappiness that the cute and handsome Duan Feifan couldn't heal.

He stood up after waiting for another 2 minutes, and dragged the chair heavily to the side, making a bigger noise, reminding Duan Feifan who didn't know where he was hiding.

I'm coming down!

I don't want to hear your shameful phone call!

You'd better hide from me!

You and the thing on the other end of the phone have already suppressed your voice, don't let me hear a little bit!

wrong!

You better hang up on me!

Jiang Kuo walked out of the room, went to the stairs and looked down. There was no one. He went down the stairs, and there was no one on the second floor. The door of the shop is in a trance.

Hearing his footsteps going downstairs, the old man turned his head and asked with a smile, "Have you finished watching?"

"Well," Jiang Kuo smiled, "I read it twice, uncle, you play the accordion very well."

"It's not too bad," the old man smiled and waved his hands. He said modestly, but his expression was very proud. "When I was young, I always pulled. It was only then that I pulled well. After I got married, I didn't touch it very much. It can't be done." No more."

"I saw Duan Feifei pull it, he is far worse than you." Jiang Kuo said.

"He! Then he is definitely not good. Compared with him, I am a professional!" said the old man.

"Yes," Jiang Kuo nodded, "He can also make a noise."

"Are you looking for him?" The old man came back to his senses, and pointed to the back door, "He went out to make a call, and I don't know who's calling. It took so long."

"It's okay, I won't look for him," Jiang Kuo said, "I'm going back."

"Go back to school?" The old man glanced at the time, "It's past ten o'clock, and it's time to rest. Today, I went to the store by car again, so I'm tired, right?"

"I'm a little sleepy," Jiang Kuo smiled, "I'll go back to the school dormitory first, the rented room has been empty for more than ten days, and it's covered in ashes."

"Call Duan Feifan," the old uncle said, "It's just behind."

no!

I don't call!

I went straight away!

"No need, he's on the phone, I think there's something wrong," Jiang Kuo went over to drag the suitcase, "I'm leaving, I have to go to the store tomorrow anyway."

"Okay," the old man supported his back, "rest early."

"Uncle, you..." Jiang Kuo dragged the suitcase to the back door for two steps and then stopped, pointing to his waist, "Don't keep standing, stand on your waist and bear the force."

"Understood," the old man said with a smile, "I just... have a look, have a look, I'll be leaving in two days... I'm going to rest now."

Jiang Kuo walked out the back door, and the passage at the back became much wider. Before, every store had things that would be placed in the back passage, such as tables, chairs, and stoves, but now they are all emptied.

However, the passage was empty and one could see the head at a glance, and did not see Duan Feifan.

What the hell is this call from someone?

Need Duan Feifei to escape eight hundred miles to pick him up?

whatever.

If you say yes, take a step back, take a step back.

Not to mention taking a step back after agreeing, if he didn't take a step back, he wouldn't bother with the phone call.

Yes.

Jiang Kuo clicked his tongue, dragged his suitcase and walked towards the gate of the market, intending to sweep a small battery car outside to go back to school.

As soon as he walked to the gate, his face turned cold.

Water fell on his face.

When he touched his face, several drops of water fell on his face again.

It's raining?

Jiang Kuo was stunned for a few seconds, wondering whether he should go back to Niusandao to get an umbrella, and finally continued to walk forward. The light rain was nothing, and he arrived at the dormitory in a few minutes after sweeping the car.

But when he dragged his suitcase to the parking spot, the raindrops were already dense. In his current state, he should be completely soaked when he forced his way back to school.

"Fuck." Jiang Kuo was really depressed. He stood under the eaves of the nearby shop, ready to call a car.

When he took out his phone, he subconsciously checked the notification bar, but he didn't see the following message.

The rain became more depressing.

He sighed and clicked on the car calling interface.

Before the seat was fixed, a person walked towards the gate of the market, holding an umbrella.

Jiang Kuo took a glance and was stunned.

The umbrella blocked most of the man's face, and the handsome chin and mouth were still Duan Feifan that he could recognize at a glance. In fact, he could recognize Duan Feifan even if his head was cut off. He probably recognized it all at once.

Jiang Kuo folded his arms and watched Duan Feifei walking quickly from there.

Are you done calling?

Why come out!

"Why don't you tell me when you leave?" Duan Feifei said.

"You have to be able to find someone." Jiang Kuo said, "Do you want to leave a message about missing someone?"

Duan Feifei smiled: "I'm standing outside the front door."

"Tired of standing now?" Jiang Kuo said.

"It's raining," Duan Feifei said with a smile, "come out to sell umbrellas and raincoats, see if anyone buys them."

"Give me an umbrella." Jiang Kuo didn't continue to be angry, after all, they are taking a step back now, and his trust in Duan Feifei will not change because of taking a step back, he is just simply unhappy.

"You want to take a taxi back?" Duan Feifei asked, "Don't you want to take a taxi?"

"I don't want to take a taxi if I have an umbrella," Jiang Kuo said. "I just looked around and there is nothing nearby. When the car comes, I will be in the dormitory."

"Yes." Duan Feifei handed him an umbrella in his hand.

Jiang Kuo took the umbrella and put the suitcase on the front basket.

"...How do you ride this?" Duan Feifei asked, "I can't hold the box for a while."

Jiang Kuo didn't speak, and tried hard but failed. Although the box was not big, there was no place to fix it, and it would keep sliding down.

"Put the box here," Duan Feifei said, "I'll get it for you tomorrow."

"Okay." Jiang Kuo let go.

Duan Feifei took the box down and looked at him.

Jiang Kuo cleared his throat and said nothing.

"The phone call just now," Duan Feifei said, "I'll..."

"No!" Jiang Kuo quickly stretched out his hand, "No, no need."

"Tell you." Duan Feifei smiled and finished speaking.

Jiang Kuo, holding an umbrella and riding a small battery, quickly disappeared into the thin rain and fog.

Duan Feifei didn't turn around until he could no longer see him at all, then turned and walked back, took out his mobile phone, and deleted Mr. Jiang's number on the top of the received calls.

Then he called Huzi again: "Can you find a better business car or something? I'll use it tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

"What for?" Beard asked.

"Spring outing." Duan Feifei said.

"A better business car..." Hu Zi said, "I can find a normal business car."

"How average?" Duan Feifei asked.

"Wuling Hongguang." Hu Zi said.

"...You call Wuling Hongguang a commercial vehicle!" Duan Feifei was speechless.

"Otherwise, don't look down on the divine car." Hu Zi said.

"Is there anything better than the magic car?" Duan Feifei asked.

This car is used urgently, or he can ask his classmates to borrow it.

"Would you like to rent one?" Beard asked.

"I don't want to spend money." Duan Feifei replied very simply.

"Then I'll ask Old Fan." Hu Zi said.

Jiang Kuo's speechless expression flashed before Duan Feifei's eyes, and he immediately vetoed: "No."

"Fuck, you are so troublesome!" Beard said, "Okay, I'll look for it."

"Give me an answer tomorrow morning," Duan Feifei said, "If you can't find me there, you have to rent it immediately."

"Don't worry." Beard said.

Jiang Liao's movements were quick, and it was only a day since Jiang Kuo came back, so she followed.

Jiang Kuo received a call from his mother early in the morning.

"Has she gone to see a doctor?" Jiang Kuo sat on the dormitory bed in a daze.

"I went to chat with the doctor yesterday afternoon," my mother said. "I didn't ask her in detail, and she didn't say anything. She just said that she wanted to find something to do first."

"Well, I see," Jiang Kuo said, "I'll pick her up in the afternoon."

"No," my mother said, "she drove there with two friends, just wait for her call."

"Okay." Jiang Kuo responded, then asked after a pause, "How is Mr. Jiang?"

"I'm writing in the study," my mother said, "We're going to the concert tonight."

"Little days are quite nourishing, aren't they?" Jiang Kuo said.

"It's really moist when you two are not at home," my mother said, "Boss Jiang won't go out these two days, don't worry."

"It's not something you can rest assured about if you don't go out," Jiang Kuo said, "The company doesn't care?"

"Leave it to the vice president. Didn't he get sick before you came back?" Mom said, "He's recuperating now. By the way, he's going to BLABLA secretly, you understand."

Jiang Kuo laughed: "Understood."

"Don't worry about him," my mother sighed, "Just look at it a little bit. It was fine for more than a year. I thought it could last forever."

"It's impossible for a human being to maintain a good state all the time," Jiang Kuo said. "It's normal for her to repeat it."

"Hey, I found something." Mom said.

"Huh?" Jiang Kuo responded.

"You seem to have matured a lot," my mother said, "Have you been beaten by society?"

"...I'm dead," Jiang Kuo said, "I'm too good at chatting."

Mom laughed and hung up the phone without waiting for him to speak again.

"Hey!" Jiang Kuo glanced at the phone and sighed, he is really his mother.

Matured a lot?

He must have been infected by Duan Feifei.

If it can be contagious, please infect Duan Feifan with my childishness.

Thank you.

After ten o'clock, Jiang Kuo received Jiang Lele's message, and she and two friends drove directly to the market.

Jiang Kuo was figuring that the time was almost up, and he went to the market in the afternoon. Today's job was to receive Jiang and them, so he didn't go there early.

The main reason is that I overslept and didn't eat breakfast or lunch.

As soon as he entered Niusandao, he smelled a scent, it wasn't beef sauce, and now the old shop is no longer active, it's...

"Duan Feifan!" Jiang Kuo shouted.

"Behind!" Duan Feifei shouted from the back passage.

"What's the taste?" Jiang Kuo walked back, because he was hungry, he could no longer care about his image, and shouted all the way, "Is it roasted sweet potato! Is it?"

"Yes," Duan Feifei said, "do you want to eat?"

"Eat." Jiang Kuo walked out the back door and found Duan Feifei squatting in front of an iron stove with two large sweet potatoes on top of it.

"I'll be fine soon," Duan Feifei glanced at him, "Wearing colored contact lenses?"

"No," Jiang Kuo squatted next to him inexplicably, "Why am I wearing that thing?"

"The eyes are green," Duan Feifei said, "It looks like he's hungry."

"Damn," Jiang Kuo smiled, "I'm really hungry. I haven't eaten since last night."

Duan Feifei took a bowl, put the roasted sweet potatoes in it, put a spoon in it, and handed it to him: "Eat it."

"Why are you so particular about eating sweet potatoes?" Jiang Kuo scooped up a piece of sweet potato, "Eat it with a spoon."

"Me?" Duan Feifei glanced at him, took half of a sweet potato, blew on it and tossed it back and forth a few times with both hands, then lowered his head and took a bite.

This set of flowing movements immediately made Jiang Kuo, who was holding a bowl and a spoon, look like a kindergarten child.

"Okay," Jiang Kuo smiled, "I really can't hold it, it's too hot."

Duan Feifei tossed it twice again, and the third time he threw the half sweet potato into his bowl.

"What?" Jiang Kuo was stunned.

"Fuck," Duan Feifei blew on his hands, "It's too fucking hot."

Jiang Kuo laughed for a moment: "I thought you were awesome! Take another bowl."

"It's just this one bowl," Duan Feifan said, "I took everything else away, this is the bowl I brought the sauce for the neighbor, and they returned it today."

"That's how it is." Jiang Kuo carefully stacked two and a half sweet potatoes side by side in a bowl.

Duan Feifei went to find another disposable spoon, squatted down opposite Jiang Kuo, and the two of them scooped it up and ate together.

When he saw Duan Feifan, Jiang Kuo couldn't help but think of the 10-minute mysterious phone call that this person made last night, but at this distance, he could see Duan Feifan's eyelashes, straight nose, and fingers holding a spoon. beautiful joints...

Just, it's hard to describe.

Discomfort mixed with pleasure.

"Eat, it's not too hot," Duan Feifei glanced at him, "The river will be here soon and the car will be here."

"En." Jiang Kuo responded, looking at him for a while, not willing to look back.

Duan Feifei didn't move and looked at him.

After looking at each other for two seconds, Duan Feifei cleared his throat, lowered his eyes and continued eating.

Jiang Lele called and said he would be there in about 5 minutes.

The two of them went to the gate of the market and stood there. After a while, an off-road vehicle drove over.

"It should be this car." Jiang Kuo said.

After the car approached, the passenger window was lowered, a hand was stretched out, and he snapped his fingers.

The huge black ring on his hand looked like Jiang at first glance.

Duan Feifei waved.

The car stopped, and Jiang Liao jumped out of the car: "Long time no see."

"Long time no see." Duan Feifei smiled.

"Let me introduce you briefly," Jiang Liao looked back at a girl who got out of the car in the back seat, and pointed at them, "Jiang Kuo, Duan Feifan."

"Hi!" The girl smiled.

"Xiaozhu, my friend, Tandian UP." Jiang Liao pointed to the driver again, "Her partner is Dazhu, the driver and camera."

"Park the car inside," Jiang Kuo nodded to the two of them, "There's a parking lot over there."

Big Pig drove to the parking lot, and they stood at the gate.

"I saw some designs of your store from there," said Xiaozhu, "it's pretty good-looking. Today I want to see the old store first, and I think the old store has a taste."

"Are you filming today?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"Shoot a little, but the light is running out," Jiang Liao said, "Maybe not much, let's see the situation first, anyway, we can shoot all day tomorrow."

After Big Pig parked his car and came over, several people walked in together.

Xiaozhu followed Jiang Kuo, and would talk to Jiang Kuo from time to time, probably to understand the situation of the store. Jiang Kuo was still in the habit of answering any questions, and not answering when he didn't ask.

Duan Feifei turned his head and glanced at the big pig, who was finally looking down at the camera in his hand.

Duan Feifan slowed down and walked side by side with Jiang Liao behind him.

"No." Jiang Liao said.

"...What?" Duan Feifei was stunned.

"Big and big pigs are not lovers," Jiang Liao glanced at him, "Didn't you want to ask this?"

Duan Feifei laughed: "Are you and Jiang Kuo really siblings?"

"He's no slower than me," Jiang Liao raised his eyebrows, "You two haven't finished arguing yet?"

"We didn't... quarrel." Duan Feifei said.

"Yeah." Jiang Liao clicked his tongue.

"Thank you for your hard work this time," Duan Feifei changed the subject, "Running so far."

"It's okay, I like to run anyway," Jiang Liao said, "It's normal for the two of them to do this, and it's normal for them to run around. Moreover, when we found two handsome guys in the shop, the traffic is so much, the hard work is worth it."

The old man didn't understand a group of young people taking photos in the store. When he saw them coming, he said hello and ran out: "I'll go over there to chat with old man Xu. .”

"It's all on the first floor," Jiang Kuo said, "There is a passage at the back. Last time you said the wall was beautiful, that's where the passage is."

"Take me to have a look." Little Pig patted his arm lightly.

what.

Duan Feifei sighed.

"Go." Jiang Kuo didn't move, and slightly avoided the little pig's hand.

"Go." Jiang Liao walked over first.

The little pig followed her, and the big pig watched the camera the whole time and followed her.

Jiang Kuo turned his head to look at Duan Feifan.

"Huh?" Duan Feifei also looked at him.

"You," Jiang Kuo said, "go out to socialize, don't give me this kind of work, do you believe me if I talk a few more words and you can make people go on strike?"

Duan Feifei didn't speak, and laughed after a while: "Okay."

"What's the fun?" Jiang Kuo looked at him inexplicably.

"No." Duan Feifei walked back.