muddy boy

Zhang Xun stayed at Duan Qiao's place for one night, spent time in the library the next day, and returned to his home at almost twelve o'clock in the evening. When he passed by the first floor, he heard the lively movement inside, so he didn't dare to stop. He trotted up to the second floor, and opened the door like a thief to go home.

After adding food and water to the cat at home, Zhang Xun fell on the bed without taking a bath. Was knocked timidly.

"Is Teacher Zhang at home?" The voice of the person who knocked on the door hesitated, "I will ask you for tutoring in the afternoon, didn't I agree earlier?"

Ding Yule knocked on the door of the station for a long time, thinking that Zhang Xun had stayed up all night and died suddenly in the house, and began to wonder whether to call an ambulance or break the door or something, and the anti-theft door opened with a "click".

"It's early in the morning," Zhang Xun said while pushing the door open without opening his eyes, "I don't want to call names, why did you come so early?"

"It's getting late." A slightly deep voice sounded, "If you sleep for a while, it's almost time for dinner."

Zhang Xun woke up completely, Chen Linhu stood behind Ding Yule and looked at him, still holding a book and a bag in his hand.

I haven't seen each other for two days, and I was caught off guard. Zhang Xun's heart fluttered violently. He subconsciously rubbed his face to make sure that there was nothing on his face, and smiled vaguely: "I thought you were playing with your family. You are so idle. Are you still running towards me?"

Ding Yule yelled "Teacher Zhang", then skillfully got into the door to change his shoes, and walked to his permanent territory.

"My dad took Chen Tong and Aunt Zhu to the Cultural Palace, and my grandfather has to play mahjong again later." Chen Linhu took two steps forward and stood in front of Zhang Xun, "I usually come at this time, too?"

Zhang Xun's expression was a little uncontrollable. Chen Linhu was wearing the hooded sweater that was on the rooftop a few days ago. It must have just been washed. Standing close, he smelled the smell of laundry detergent with body temperature, forcing him to He flinched back.

The movement was very light, but Chen Linhu could still feel it.

Chen Linhu stared at Zhang Xun's face. He didn't know how to read his face, but he could still see some signs of understanding from Zhang Xun's smiling face. .

"Okay, isn't my place just your refuge, come in." Zhang Xun was silent for a few seconds, then smiled and staggered to let Chen Linhu enter the room.

Chen Linhu let it go with a sigh of relief in his heart. Two days ago, he kept feeling that Zhang Xun was avoiding him. Today, when he heard Ding Yule knock on the door, he followed him up.

Otherwise, he always felt that he couldn't knock on the door on the second floor.

Just as he bent down to change his shoes, Zhang Xun's voice sounded again: "But I have to go out at night, maybe six or seven o'clock, and I'm ready to go."

Chen Linhu was stunned: "Where are you going?"

"For a meal or something," Zhang Xun coughed, and found a random reason. In order to increase the credibility, he even invited someone he both knew to accompany him. "Duan Qiao said that there is a new restaurant."

Chen Linhu's mind quickly flashed through the photos posted by Duan Qiao that he saw when he was looking through Moments in the morning. He couldn't tell where it was in his body, but suddenly it was as if someone kicked him. Compared with the pain, there was an upturned emotion More shocking and angry.

He didn't say anything, he stood at the door and looked at Zhang Xun. After a long while, he suddenly tugged at the corner of his mouth.

Zhang Xun caught a hint of sarcasm from Chen Linhu's face, and was stunned.

"All right." Chen Linhu said, "I'll give you something."

He stuffed him with the books he had borrowed from Zhang Xun a few days ago, and put the home-steamed buns and fried octopus that Old Chen had asked him to bring on the entrance cabinet, turned around and opened the door to go out.

Zhang Xun came back to his senses and said "Hey", the door was already closed in front of him.

Zhang Xun had never seen Chen Linhu's expression just now, it was a little clear, a little self-deprecating, and seemed a little sad.Zhang Xun stood where he was, with his hands on the doorknob, almost chasing him out to ask.

"Are you going out at night, Mr. Zhang?" Ding Yule probed from the bedroom, "Then shall I leave earlier?"

Zhang Xun came back to his senses, feeling a little pained in his heart, Chen Linhu's expression just now made him very uncomfortable.Rubbing his forehead, Zhang Xun casually said "Oh": "Okay, how was your final exam?"

Taking advantage of the time when Ding Yule started to take out the papers, Zhang Xun took out his mobile phone and Yu sent Chen Linhu a WeChat message to ask what was going on. The bastard almost threw him on the nose when he slammed the door.

As soon as he turned on the screen, Zhang Xun saw several WeChat messages from Duan Qiao.

First, a few selfies of Duan Qiao wearing sunglasses in winter, and then a few landscape photos and hotel rooms, and finally sent an explanatory message: [Zhang, Xiaomeng made an agreement with the family, the two of us will go to the hot spring for the next two days went.It’s an instant trip, starting in the morning!You have a spare key to my house, so I will go and help my buddies take out the trash, thank you. ]

Zhang Xun's heart sank, and he quickly opened Moments.

Without looking through a few, I found the photos of going out at [-] o'clock in the morning, and very lovingly wrote down where and when the two of them were going.

Chen Linhu gave a thumbs up.

This praise is like a knife, cutting through Zhang Xun's excuses.

In the room, Ding Yule had just set up the papers and the wrong question book when he heard a "bang" in the living room.

He was startled and turned his head to look. Teacher Zhang, who was usually gentle and kind, had his back turned to him at this moment, and there was a kicked down chair at his feet.

Zhang Xun covered his forehead and closed his eyes, a vague "grass" came out of his throat.

Chen Linhuyu didn't understand what was going on.

He ran aimlessly around the Palace of Culture like a headless chicken that was sprayed with insecticide, and the fire in his heart didn't come down.

I found a bench and sat down. At this time, the Palace of Culture was full of idlers strolling around. There were a few uncles sitting next to them playing chess, and two of them were smoking.

Chen Linhu was distracted, and habitually fumbled for his pockets, so he realized that all he smoked during this time was the cigarettes that came from Zhang Xun.

"Fuck." Chen Linhu cursed, raising his head to look at the sky.

This time Zhang Xun must be lying, there is no way to run.

But Chen Linhu didn't understand what Zhang Xun meant, so if something really happened, he would say something was wrong. Before, when Zhang Xun was busy, Chen Linhu knew that he didn't go to the second floor to disturb other people's work.

He always thought that the two of them got along very well, but now he felt that maybe it was his own wishful thinking.

It felt so bad, worse than every time I've been scammed before.

Disappointment with parents is a habit after 18 years of accumulation. Disappointment with interpersonal relationships is a natural inability to deal with it and is forced to be indifferent. But this time is different. This time he feels that his disappointment came from nothing. .

In the final analysis, he and Zhang Xun are nothing, not relatives, at most they are classified as friends.But Chen Linhu asked himself, he would not treat his friends who played well, such as Shang Qinghua or Zhou Zhuangzhuang, like this.

So stupid, Zhang Xun can't even be put in the column of friends.

Then why is he so competitive with someone who can't row anywhere?Chen Linhu felt depressed.

The key point is that Zhang Xun doesn't take him seriously.

As soon as this idea was fooled, Chen Linhu's head began to hurt "suddenly". On the one hand, he was angry, and on the other hand, he suddenly realized that Zhang Xun was nothing to him, a neighbor. My friend, why should people take care of his face everywhere.

Chen Linhu felt that he was a bit like Chen Tong when he made trouble for no reason, as if he had unilaterally determined his relationship with Ultraman toys through the window, but found out that Ultraman had no fate with him at all, so he was very angry.

But it's a little different, because there are hundreds of Ultraman toys, and there is only one Zhang Xun after the creation of the world.

Chen Linhu had a lawsuit in his head, and he couldn't figure out why, so he flicked through his phone to read the news.

Zhang Xun was as quiet as a chicken, and Chen Linhu stared at his head portrait for a long time before pursing his lips and opening the dormitory group.

The 307 dormitory group has not stopped since the holiday. Since Fang Qing left the group silently, the chatter in the group has become even more lawless. The four of them have established a revolutionary friendship because they shared Zhou Zhuangzhuang's middle-night youth pain literature essay several times. I just accepted the wonderful concept that it is not impossible for everyone to wear a pair of pants.

After Chen Linhu's comics were reposted by a comic author who likes cute pets, the popularity increased a lot. The other three people in the dormitory were very happy. Even Shang Qinghua, who was with his girlfriend during the Chinese New Year, chatted with him for a long time.

Chen Linhu, who should have been the most happy, was not in the mood at the moment, his head was in a daze, and he replied a few messages at random.

[Zhou Datou: Huzi, what are you doing, so inactive? ]

[Huzi: Go around casually. ]

[Gao Bucheng: The streets are full of people these days, what's going on?]

[Zhou Datou: That’s right, you’re not Shang Qinghua, he’s accompanying his girlfriend, the most you can do is walk the dog, walk yourself, understand]

Normally, Chen Linhu would probably taunt Zhou Zhuangzhuang, but now he didn't bother to answer a single word.

Chen Linhu had an old problem of migraine headaches, he was very angry just now, but now his scalp is still twitching and uncomfortable.

Shang Qinghua in the group also joined in because of Zhou Zhuangzhuang's words.

[Shang University: Shopping is so boring. I accompany my partner to watch movies, eat hot pot, and buy fruit. Later, I will peel and feed her the pulp. Zhou Datou, have you ever enjoyed feeding your partner fruit?You don't, you struggle to eat fruit. ]

Zhou Zhuangzhuang's mentality collapsed.

[Zhou Datou: It wasn't the time when you said your partner ignored you a few days ago, right?Rubbish, we don't have to worry about that]

[Shang University: That also made me coax me back.Have you coaxed someone?You didn't, when you watched TV dramas in the middle of the night and cried, you could only hug yourself and cry. ]

In the group, Zhou Zhuangzhuang made his dizzy head turn into fury. Chen Linhu held the phone, stared at the conversation between Shang Qinghua and Zhou Zhuangzhuang for a long while, and typed a line.

[Huzi: Why are you ignoring you? ]

Over there, Shang Qinghua paused for a while: [My partner?There are many reasons. Anyway, if someone suddenly ignores you, it must be that you have offended her somewhere. ]

[Huzi: No. ]

[Shang University:? ]

[Hu Zi: No offence. ]

[Shang University: There must be. ]

[Shang University: If there is really no, it means that there are too many problems accumulated in the past, and they have exploded now, which is annoying you. ]

[Shang University: What's wrong?Are you in a situation? ]

[Zhou Datou: What's wrong?Are you in a situation? ]

[Gao Bucheng: What's wrong?Are you in a situation? ]

Chen Linhu stared at the words "I'm annoying you" so that his eyes hurt, and he blocked the group with a click.

He put the phone back into his pocket, how stupid and angry, he had a terrible headache, he raised his hand to scratch his hair, and caught half of it. When Zhang Xun got drunk that night, he touched Zhang Xun's hair.

The anger suddenly became more guilty, and Chen Linhu suddenly felt that there might be something wrong with what Shang Qinghua said.

After sitting in the Cultural Palace for half an afternoon, Chen Linhu returned home with vigor.

On the way back, I bought a bag of fried sugar cakes just out of the pan. Both Chen Tong and old Chen Tou like to eat this kind of greasy snack.

When Chen Linhu arrived home, Chen Xingye and the others had already returned and were playing mahjong with their neighbors. Zhu Dan took Chen Tong to watch cartoons and draw on the computer at Chen Linhu's house.

It was almost dinner time, and Zhu Dan was busy preparing dinner. Chen Tong didn't cry or make trouble, and happily sat on Chen Linhu's desk with a paintbrush, and used a watercolor pen to draw pictures on paper that adults couldn't understand.

Chen Linhu took the fried sugar cakes to the card table and divided them up. There was a lot left, and he poured it into a plate to let it cool down and gave it to Chen Tong.

As soon as he entered the room, he stepped on a piece of paper that fell on the ground. Chen Linhu picked it up and took a look. It seemed to be a painting of a robot and a small house. The bird's head was drawn bigger than a chimney, and it could kill three robots with one wing.

There are also two characters signed next to it: Chen Tong.

There were too many gestures of the child characters, and the upper and lower parts were separated. Chen Linhu was amused, and took the paper and said to his brother: "Here, your masterpiece, classmate Chen Lili."

Chen Tong didn't understand what it meant, so he smiled happily when he saw his brother, and stretched out his arms for his brother to hug: "Tiger!"

"Did you call me Huzi?" Chen Linhuyu scratched his little head with a piece of paper, and couldn't bear it, so he broke off a piece of fried sugar cake and gave it to him. "I can only take one bite, and brush my teeth well at night."

Chen Tong happily took it, stuffed it into his mouth with one hand, and drew on the paper with the colored pen in the other hand.

Chen Linhu glanced at it and was stunned.

Maybe it was because all the paper I bought was used up. Chen Tong just grabbed something and drew on it. Several pages of Chen Linhu’s sketchbook were ruined. Chen Tong was holding a red watercolor pen and drawing him on the The face of Zhang Xun drawn by Lou Shi was covered under the robot.

Chen Linhu's heart seemed to be covered with a thick layer of paint, and suddenly he was very stuffy. He frowned and put down the sugar cake, and reached for his sketchbook: "Don't draw on this."

He was upset and had a headache, and his face was not very good-looking.Turning his head, Chen Tong met his brother's face that seemed about to lose his temper, and heard his brother raise his voice again. He was startled, thinking it was his brother who was going to scold him, and burst into tears with a "wow".

Still holding a page of the sketchbook in his hand, he forgot to loosen it and tore it from the sketchbook.

"What's wrong?" Chen Xingye ran over from the next room and was stunned when he saw this scene, "Why are you crying?"

"Oh, why are you crying?" Zhu Dan wiped his wet hands on his apron, and quickly picked up Chen Tong. Seeing that he was still holding the paper torn from the sketchbook, he looked at Chen Linhu's hand again. The sketchbook in the book, I realized, "Did you tear up brother's things?"

Chen Tong cried and shook his head and nodded again, his age is too limited to express that he was actually frightened: "Brother... don't let me draw on it..."

Chen Linhu's sketchbook was stuffed in the drawer after he finished drawing, and he hadn't used it for a few days because there were so many people in his family. For some reason, Chen Tong dug it out.

"No," Chen Linhu said, "I still have other paper copies, this one is finished by me—"

"No, no!" Chen Xingye said angrily, "What does he know at such a young age? You don't know how to put your own things away. Why are you angry with children now that they are broken?"

Chen Linhu tightened his grip on the sketchbook.

His breathless feeling was getting worse and worse, and it had a name, "You're not the preferred one."

"I didn't quarrel with him." Chen Linhu said in a low voice, "I'll just take the notebook back."

"Don't do this with me," Chen Xingye said, "How many times have I told you that your temper is restrained, and it's fine to fight with outsiders, but is it reasonable to have such a temper with your own people?"

Chen Linhu threw the sketchbook into the trash can and looked at Chen Xingye: "Yes, I am different from you. I lose my temper with everyone, but you only lose your temper with people who don't agree with you, such as me."

After he finished speaking, there was no movement in the room.Old Chen, who rushed over to try to persuade the fight, stood at the door and was stunned.

Chen Xingye's expression changed from surprise to anger, and he walked over to pull Chen Linhu's arm: "Say it again? What do you mean?"

"Don't, oh, don't," Zhu Dan knocked off Chen Xingye's hand, and said anxiously, "Can you talk to the child well?!"

Chen Tong cried even more when these unreliable adults made a fuss.

Chen Linhu couldn't stay in this messy room for a second, so he picked up his coat and stopped talking to anyone, and went straight out of the house.

I have never been so anxious in my life.

Zhang Xun stood on the balcony all afternoon and smoked a small half pack of cigarettes. Ding Yule subconsciously wrinkled his nose every time he came back from smoking.

Ding Yule is a standard obedient student, Ding Bifang is disciplined strictly, and his grandparents dote on him. After he stops living with that idiot father who can't support the wall, the house doesn't smell of cigarettes at all.

Zhang Xun estimated that Chen Linhu would smoke secretly at his age.

Hey, Zhang Xun sits on a chair and spends time, don't show me Chen Linhu's slide show to my brain, it's really annoying.

After finally sending Ding Yule away, it was already six or seven o'clock, Zhang Xunyu felt guilty and unhappy when he realized the unlucky lie he told Chen Linhu.

He couldn't sit still in the room, and looked at his phone every once in a while. Chen Linhu probably was so angry this time that he wouldn't talk to him anymore.

From the time he realized it to the present, Zhang Xun has more or less figured out most of Chen Linhu's temper.A child lives like a concrete stick, unable to deal with social affairs by himself, so it is very annoying for others to deal with him.

Zhang Xun rubbed his forehead, thinking that this is okay, Chen Linhu probably won't come in the future.

On the one hand, bitterness came from his mouth again, as if someone had beaten him up.

He put on a cigarette and decided to go out to buy something to eat, at least to pretend to Ding Yule that he really went out.

When he reached the first floor, he paused his feet and didn't hear any movement. Usually, the poker game had not ended at this time, and the sound of mahjong washing could be heard through the door, but it was quiet now.

Zhang Xun frowned, forget it, it was really embarrassing to meet Chen Linhu.

He zipped up and walked out of Unit [-], thinking about where to have a meal, when he saw old Chen with his hands behind his back and his head like a marinated egg walking around in the family courtyard with an angry face and muttering words.

Before Zhang Xun walked over to say hello, he heard old Mr. Chen say: "This father is the one who is really a fucking ass with a knife. Open your eyes!"

"Uncle Chen," Zhang Xun said with a smile, "who made you so angry that you kept talking?"

The old Chen's face was still angry, and he yelled loudly with his neck stuck: "Who else, my unlucky son, come once a year, and once a year is enough for me!"

Zhang Xun was not foolish to inquire about other people's private affairs, and subconsciously looked around, but found no familiar figure, cleared his throat, and casually asked, "Where is the tiger? Didn't you scold with you?"

"Don't mention it," Old Chen waved his hand with a dejected expression, "His father scolded him and ran away, and he didn't know where he went. I called him a few times and he just said he was outside. You said nothing." At this point, he has nowhere else to go in Baoxiang."

Zhang Xun was stunned for a moment: "You scolded and ran away?"

From just now to the present, old Chen is really full of national curses and no one to greet him, and they are all used as linking words in the content of talking to Zhang Xun.

Zhang Xun picked and listened to the general idea, and then he understood why the game on the first floor ended so early today.

It's not that he doesn't know that the relationship between Chen Linhu and his father is a little bit different, but he's not so stupid as to come out like this when it's almost Chinese New Year.

From the description of old Chen Tou, Zhang Xun can hear some meaning. This matter is actually quite small, even if Chen Tong is ignorant, and it is not intentional. He took Chen Linhu's sketchbook and doodled, and Chen Linhu took it back. When it scared him, he cried out twice.

It was originally a small matter, but the bad thing was that no matter how small it was, Chen Linhu was not the one Chen Xingye favored.

The lives of ordinary people are not piled up with sesame and mung bean things. If one thing is picked out, it always feels like a trivial matter, but if everything is so unpleasant, the camel can also be crushed by the straw .

Zhang Xun felt uncomfortable. The good impression he had when he met Chen Linhu's family a few days ago was worn away, leaving only his heartache.

After walking around the courtyard twice with old Chen Tou, Uncle Liao called his old opponent away to play checkers at home.

After the two old men left, Zhang Xun stood in the family courtyard for a while, and then he took out his mobile phone and hesitantly called Chen Linhu.

During the long call, Zhang Xun thought that the other party would not answer, and was about to hang up, but Chen Linhu's voice sounded over there.

"Is something wrong?" The tone was light.

I didn't mention the embarrassing things before.

"No." Zhang Xun said, his throat was a little dry, and he coughed, "I saw your grandfather, and the old man was very worried. The land in the family courtyard was almost three inches down for him to walk around. Where are you?"

After laying the groundwork for a long time, Zhang Xun asked the last few words.

"Outside," Chen Linhu said, "I'll be back later."

Zhang Xun said "Oh": "How long will it be?"

There was no movement over there, and Zhang Xun felt that he had become like Uncle Liao, waiting for someone to speak without using his words.

Chen Linhu didn't answer, but asked, "Didn't you go to find Qiao Duan?"

Zhang Xun was stunned by this question and was speechless for a long time.

Yes, didn't he go to find Qiao Duan?

Didn't he tell himself that he would get closer to Chen Linhu?

Chen Linhu on the other side of the phone didn't say anything, the two were silent for half a minute, and Chen Linhu hung up the phone.

Zhang Xun felt that something in his heart was "clicked" to hang up.

He frowned and cursed at the black screen of the phone, how did this dog grow up so big and not be beaten to death.

After scolding, he felt convulsions in his heart, sighed, and went out to eat a casual meal. When he came back, there was no one in the yard, and he stopped when he walked to the door of the house and was about to open it.

For some unknown reason, Zhang Xun felt that the brainwaves of himself and Chen Linhu might have been tapped for a moment, which prompted him to walk to the top of the building and open the door leading to the rooftop.

The roof didn’t change much from the last time he came, the broken sofa was still there, but two broken wooden boxes were put together, and a tablecloth was put up to disguise it as a coffee table.

Chen Linhu's two long legs were placed on top of each other, and he sat on the sofa in a rather grandpa's posture, with a thick blanket that was smuggled up wrapped around his body.

Hearing the movement, Chen Linhu turned his head and glanced at him, but said nothing.

Zhang Xun's hanging heart suddenly let go, maybe he let it go a little too fast, so the fall was a little sore.

"You can really enjoy it." He suppressed the sourness, walked over and rummaged through the beef jerky, potato chips and rice crackers lying on the wooden box, and saw several cans of beer through the corner of the street lamp downstairs. "The cat is here. Are you cold?"

Chen Linhu shook the thick blanket on his body: "Warmer than you."

Zhang Xun was wearing a thin cotton jacket, but Chen Linhu was quite smart, and he grabbed the thickest coat when he went out.

"How long do you plan to sit here?" Zhang Xun put the things back on the wooden box, and sat down next to Chen Linhu, "Shall I cover it?"

Chen Linhu shook off the blanket that could be used as a quilt, and put half of it on Zhang Xun's shoulders, but did not speak.

Zhang Xun didn't wait for an answer and didn't ask. The warmth of his body made him feel relaxed, and he couldn't help being lazy. He put his legs on the box and took out a cigarette to light it.

"Give me root." Chen Linhu said, his hand was already in front of Zhang Xun.

Zhang Xun glanced at him sideways: "You're both smoking and drinking. If you weren't eighteen, I would definitely beat you right now."

He didn't stop him, knowing that this person was in a bad mood, so he gave him one, and wanted to give him the lighter as well, and took another one to his mouth.

Chen Linhu pressed the flame between the two of them, and Zhang Xun looked sideways at the small ball of light that sprang up, Yu Yu used this light to see Chen Linhu's expression clearly.

"You don't light it?" Chen Linhu put the cigarette close to the flame, looked up at Zhang Xun, "Let's go together."

The warm flames condensed into a small spot of light in Chen Linhu's eyes. The light and shadow made his facial features deeper, and he could see the teeth biting the cigarette butt lightly when he spoke.

Zhang Xun involuntarily leaned forward towards Liang, leaned over like a flying insect obeying phototaxis, and lit a cigarette on the flame.

This action is not the first time, but it is different from the last time.The eyes of Chen Linhu and Zhang Xun met across the light, and both of them opened their eyes.

Flames lit both ends.

When the lighter light went out, Zhang Xun heard Chen Linhu's voice.

"Are you bothering me Zhang Xun?" Chen Linhu asked.

Zhang Xun took a puff of cigarette: "Why do you ask that?"

Chen Linhu looked at him and whispered, "Because I'm always looking for you."

The author has something to say:

Zhang Xun, a rookie who hardens his heart and is instantly crushed every time.

PS, why do you think I can send out knives! !I always thought that I was a big sugar fan! ! !