Mr. Jing, he slipped away with his ex's cub

Jing Cheng was awakened by a muffled thunder from far and near. He fell asleep lying on the desk with a copy of "Infinite Mathematics" under his chin.

It was raining again, the windows were blown open by the wind, the white gauze curtains were rolled into the wind and floated out, the raindrops poured in and wet the mimosa on the window sill.He hurriedly got up and closed the window. There was already a floor of velvet flowers in the courtyard, all of which were knocked down by the rain, and the summer school uniform was still hanging under the tree, and it was probably all ruined.

Oops, forgot to check the weather forecast again.

The rainy season in Yanhai City is here, and there will be rain every three days. When it is not raining, the sun will shine on the city, feeding the dense green plants in the city, as well as the countless velvet trees.Numerous smoky pink spherical small flowers are clustered on the crown of the tree, and the fragrance is light and not disturbing.The place where Jing Cheng lives happens to be included in the urban reconstruction of the old city, so there are more trees of this kind.There are three trees in the courtyard alone. The canopy that covers the sky looks like three big mushrooms. You can smell the fragrance when you sleep with the window open at night, and you can pick one of them just by reaching out on the balcony.

If the old city is completely demolished and rebuilt, what will happen to these trees?Jing Cheng took out a slender box from the drawer, made of sandalwood, which was made by his grandfather himself. When he opened it, he found a pair of silver glasses with thin legs. After wearing them, he put on his school uniform and went downstairs.

"Grandpa, why didn't you tell me it was raining? The school uniform was washed for nothing." The wooden steps creaked and creaked, Jing Cheng's hair was a little messed up in sleep, and there was a red mark on his chin from a book.

The layout of the old house is relatively compact. Although there are two bedrooms and two bathrooms on the upper floor, each room is not large in size.There are small wooden boxes everywhere, and each box contains small parts. There are dozens of wall clocks hanging on the wall, including metal ones and the most common woodpecker chiming timepiece.

At exactly twelve o'clock, a flaming woodpecker rushed out of the small window, and cuckoo and cuckoo made a noise.At the same time, the wall clocks all over the wall were striking the time simultaneously, and the small frontage was very lively.

Next to the largest wall clock stood a wooden signboard engraved with "Old Dai Watch Repair Shop".On the right side of the signboard, the gray-haired Dai Mingxu is lowering his head and concentrating, holding a pair of ultra-small tweezers in his right hand, and putting a screw the size of a small yellow rice into a gold watch being repaired.

"Little Treasure woke up? I went upstairs and took a look. You were sleeping soundly. Grandpa didn't bother to call you." Dai Mingxu raised his head, but still didn't put down the tweezers. There was a monocular lens stuck in his right eye socket, and he lowered his head after speaking. head.

"You didn't tell me to put away my clothes. The school uniform is all wet." Jing Cheng took a pear from the fruit plate and took a bite.

"The school uniform gets wet when it's wet, and the washing machine can be dried, so it's rare for you to take a nap." Dai Mingxu said, "Don't eat that just after waking up, it's cold."

"I'm already this old, why are you still taking care of me?" Jing Cheng muttered and put it down.

"Even if you are in your seventies, you are still a naughty little treasure in my eyes." Dai Mingxu said with a smile.

"That's fine, you must be healthy and healthy. You have had your physical examination this week, and you will see me in my [-]s and [-]s in the future." Jing Cheng looked into the courtyard, thinking about when he would rush out to collect his clothes.There are actually two households in the courtyard, both of which are on the second floor. The neighbor next door has moved into the new city early and never brought them back. He even gave the key to Dai Mingxu and asked the old man to look after him.Today is strange, there is a green bicycle parked under the velvet flower tree.

Under the wooden eaves, a whole row of glass wind chimes jingle.

"Grandpa, is the neighbor back?" Jing Cheng asked, holding a pair of flip flops between his toes.

Dai Mingxu took a sip of rock tea: "I don't want to come back to live here. The new city is so lively that even the street lights here are turned off at night."

"Whose bike is that?" Jing Cheng pointed and asked, "You bought it for me? Didn't you let me ride on the street?"

"The house next door was rented out, and a child came here, and it hasn't been separated yet." Dai Mingxu is a beta, and so is his beloved grandson.In fact, this is good, the child is a beta, so he can rest assured, alpha is easy to fight, and omega is easy to suffer, both of which are too easy to be manipulated by pheromones, while beta is pure-hearted and free from outside influence.He didn't ask for anything else, but Xiaobao was safe and sound.

"Child? What's it like? Is a flower in the four alleys like me?" Just as Jing Cheng finished speaking, there was movement in the courtyard.A man came out from next door, wearing a black T-shirt and white shorts, carrying a backpack on his shoulders, with a baseball cap on his head but no umbrella, but his height was definitely not like the kid Dai Mingxu was talking about, he was half a head taller than himself.I just looked at the profile, I'm not very old, absolutely, maybe all high school students are children in the eyes of my grandpa.

"That's the kid, called Huang Xing." Dai Mingxu nodded.

"Is he small? He is taller than me!" Jing Cheng was completely speechless, "You lied to me, I am angry, coax me, I want a big gold chain, a big gold watch, a diamond necklace and a small supercar."

"He's younger than you. You came here when you were asleep. You looked very well-behaved. He even gave me two boxes of red bayberries. In the evening, we, the grandpa and grandson, will drink two cups of red bayberry sweet wine." Dai Mingxu looked at the angry man in front of him with a smile. Xiaobao.

Immediately afterwards, the "well-behaved" kid next door threw his schoolbag directly out of the courtyard wall, stepped on the blue flower pots piled up at the base of the wall with his right foot, and turned out of the small courtyard with his long legs.Not only took away a piece of muddy water, but also left a black footprint on the white wall.

Jing Cheng looked at the black footprint for two seconds, then turned his head: "Look straight at me, Grandpa."

Dai Mingxu lowered his head and put on the monocle again. "Why can't this screw fit the size..."

The old man was bought by two boxes of red bayberries, which was absolutely unexpected. Jing Cheng picked up a rag, walked past Dai Mingxu's wicker chair, and hit him with his butt.The kid next door kicks the wall directly, but the wall is wiped by himself every day.

It was still raining outside, Jing Cheng stepped on the water and rushed to the wall, quickly wiped the shoe prints.To show his anger, he draped a muddy rag over the seat of his bicycle in silent protest.

A drop of rain hit his left eye, Jing Cheng raised his head and looked at the dark blue sky, fearing that it would not stop for a while, so he rushed back first with his wet school uniform in his arms, and stepped on a bunch of wet slippers on the muddy bottom.He took off his shoes, walked around the carved screen with bare feet, and went to the small compartment under the stairs. Inside was a newly replaced washing machine, stuffed into it, waiting to be dried.

It was still early, and Jing Cheng went upstairs to continue competing with the weekend homework, temporarily put down his beloved "Infinite Mathematics", and sank into the ocean of puzzles.During the period, Dai Mingxu came up once and brought him a bowl of washed red bayberry, Jing Cheng stared at the red bayberry, and couldn't get angry.

This should be the best quality bayberry, round and plump, and you can smell the sweet and sour taste of bayberry even half a meter away.Stuttering to quench thirst, making small liqueurs is even sweeter, but Jing Cheng swallowed his saliva, intending not to be moved.Cannibalism is soft, and he has to find that undifferentiated kid to fight one-on-one. Not only must his bicycle be confiscated, but he must also take care of the wall-cleaning business until the lease is withdrawn.

Originally, there were only two people in the courtyard, myself and my grandfather, how nice, but there is one more person, which is awkward.

Maybe it's because when it's rainy season, people are prone to depression, Jing Cheng blamed all his depression on that little neighbor named Huang Xing.But even though he was depressed, he still had to study the questions, so he was depressed and immersed in the sea of ​​questions, insisting on completing a set of mathematics and a set of selected chemistry.After the last full stop was clicked, he put down his pen, took out a CD from the drawer, and put it into the ancient CD player on the corner of the table.

Only rough script on the silver CD, STS. The CD player is a second-hand item, repaired by my grandfather.

Close the lid, the CD rotates, the first thing to come out is the sizzling sound, and it slowly enters the topic.Jing Cheng took out the language to write silently, but his ears caught the notes, and he tapped the time with his toes from time to time.

The strange thing is that there is no singing on this CD, but only the beats of the drums, which are sometimes passionate and sometimes soothing, like ocean waves with a breathing rhythm.The sound effect recording is not fine, and you can hear the white noise of Slassah.When the drum beat disappeared, a boy's coughing and breathing could still be heard.It is clear that it is not a commercial disc, but a practice disc recorded by myself.

This is Jing Cheng's favorite underground band, and the drummer Wyman is a very mysterious boy.Age and appearance are secrets, and the performance is also wearing a mask and lowering the baseball cap. Jing Cheng’s performance by the STS band is a must-see. Every time it’s either in a deserted bridge hole or in an abandoned factory, Wyman is the drummer, and his position is at the back. Step on the pedal.Although he had never seen his face, Jing Cheng guessed that he must have eyes as quiet as the night.

After the dictation was finished and Jing Cheng finished another composition, the rain stopped.The dark clouds cleared, and a fiery cloud rolled in the sky, trying to swallow this comfortable summer.Jing Cheng put down his pen, rubbed his right eye, and took out a satin floral shirt from the closet.

The shirt was as gorgeous as his face.After putting on the silver-rimmed glasses, Jing Cheng made a phone call to Nan Jin and Da Le, and stepped on his canvas shoes to go out.

The air is fresh, the fragrance of velvet flowers is light, and there seems to be a little smell of melon.

Huang Xing sat on a chair in a small barbecue booth, constantly looking at his phone.The left foot is stepping loosely on the beat, and there is a small black tattoo in the depression on the inside of the left ankle: WM.

The old city is so boring, there is nothing around it except houses. There are four alleys in this area, but there is only one big supermarket, a whole row of barbecue stalls, and a few shops.

"Boss, when will the stall open?" He turned around and asked.

The owner of Xiao Zhao's barbecue stall is skewering squid legs. "It's early. It starts at 9 o'clock and closes at 11 o'clock. Don't be late for dinner."

"It's closed at 11 o'clock?" Huang Xing was a little disappointed, "Isn't 11 o'clock the nightlife just started?"

"What's the life at night? Most of the residents here are elderly. They dance square dance at 7 o'clock, disband at 8 o'clock, wash up at 9 o'clock, and fall asleep at 10 o'clock." The boss glanced at him, "Are you new here?"

Huang Chen nodded. "Then is there any styling around here?"

"Styling?" The boss pouted and pointed forward, "Xiaolin Barbershop, you deserve it."

Huang Xing looked forward to the left, the door of Xiao Lin's barbershop was about to fall off, and the signboard was also crooked.He was just about to ask if there was any large shopping mall nearby, when suddenly something flew over and hit the biscuit bucket he had placed on the table.Take a closer look, it is a pack of cigarettes, and then look up, there seems to be someone arguing in front of you.

"What the hell are you looking at?" A boy with hair-inch hair came over, his whole head was like a chestnut, and he reached out and took the pack of cigarettes away.Curious, Huang Xing looked over there again, only to see a flowered shirt mixed with a bunch of people, like a rain flower stone mixed with a pile of rocks.

Those legs looked great from behind, straight and white.

"Boss, who is that floral shirt?" Lu Xing, a leg control maniac, couldn't help asking.

"That?" The boss has already started to skewer fish tofu, "The little alpha who came over to get cigarettes just now is called Sun Dale, and the one with the flowered shirt is called Jing Cheng, beta, who is known as a flower in the four alleys. Protection fee. There is also a child named Nan Jin, I don’t know if they have been taken away by them. Seeing that you are quiet and quiet, please don’t get in touch with them, be careful of the note.”

Collect protection fees?Does anyone still do this now?Huang Xing opened the biscuit bucket, took a bite of the animal biscuits, and then looked at the crowd of people in a mess, the one in the floral shirt just turned around.

From the first impression, Huang Xing remembered how small his face was, slapped face.Wearing thin-legged glasses, he doesn't look like the kind of person that the cops will arrest.It just so happened that someone opened the door of Xiaolin's barber shop, Huang Xing went over with the biscuit bucket in his arms, and stood watching the owner of the barber shop open the shutter door.

"Why?" Xiao Lin turned around and asked, only to feel that the handsome boy behind him looked strange. There are old neighbors around here, and everyone's children know each other.

Huang Xing looked inside the shop, there were only two green lift chairs, two mirrors, a green electric fan with a big head, a checkered white and blue floor, and a hair ironing machine. Many wires led to the ceiling, which seemed to be practice.

Just here, it's all here, Huang Xing took a breath and said, "Dye your hair."