Xiangyu

After eating the noodles, Song Yuqiao felt his mouth was a little dry.He licked his lips and looked through the entire mahjong room, but found no water.

He came here for the first time, of course he didn't know where to find water to drink, he wondered if he could ask, but he didn't know who to ask.

Ask that brother Song?

Song Yuqiao stared at his tall and straight back, inexplicably envious.

Because he entered the third year of high school too early, he was not surrounded by peers. He developed later and was shorter than other male students.This may be the only problem that skipping caused him.I don't know if he will be as tall as this person when he is 17 years old?

Song Yuqiao gave up drinking water, chose to scoop two spoonfuls of clear soup into the pot, and drank it all in one go.

He looked at the bowl of noodles on the table, it was probably a little mushy after sitting there for too long.Thinking of its taste, Song Yuqiao wrinkled his nose.

Even so, Song Yuqiao sat in his original position for an extra 2 minutes.

Two minutes later, Song Yuqiao got ready, took a deep breath, got up and walked forward, and poked Qiao Yusong's shoulder with the tail of his chopsticks.

Qiao Yusong looked up, looked at him in surprise, then looked down at the bowl in his hand, and asked, "Are you finished? Are you full? There is still in the pot."

Song Yuqiao didn't answer, but asked, "Have you eaten?"

He blinked and said, "Not yet."

"I'm full." Song Yuqiao answered the question he just asked expressionlessly.

"Oh..." If he didn't know that he was already in the third year of high school, Qiao Yusong couldn't help but regard him as the most impolite junior high school student he had ever seen.

But probably because of Song Yuqiao's good looks, the way he spoke quietly seemed a bit innocent. Qiao Yusong thought he was even more cute when he thought of him running over to tell himself after eating the noodles.When the game was over and the mahjong table was automatically shuffling the cards, Qiao Yusong stood up and said, "Give me the bowl."

Song Yuqiao really didn't know where to throw the disposable bowls and chopsticks, but it seemed rude to return the used bowls and chopsticks to the owner.He was a little hesitant, but also grateful, and when he returned it, he said, "Thank you."

"Xiao Qiao finished eating? Come on, continue playing. Your mother should be back soon." Xu Aojun greeted.

Song Yuqiao really doesn't like playing mahjong—mainly because he doesn't like the atmosphere of chatting while playing mahjong, but he is alone and weak in rejecting these three adults here.He had to sit down again.

Aunt Zhong's teeth look really bad, even eating a bowl of noodles will get stuck between her teeth.She flicked her teeth without any scruples. Song Yuqiao smelled the peculiar smell from her mouth and resisted the urge to frown.

Unexpectedly, just after Song Yuqiao finished taking the cards, he heard Zhou Meiqi's exaggerated cry from outside the room: "Oh, oh, I'm freezing to death!"

Surprised in his heart, he immediately stood up from the poker table, and when he looked back, it was indeed Zhou Meiqi who had come.

Her face was flushed from the cold, and white air was still coming out of her mouth.

"Really, it's really cold outside! How are you playing?" Zhou Meiqi said, taking off her down jacket and scarf, and sat in the seat vacated by Song Yuqiao spontaneously, and said to her poker friend, "Hey, On the way here, I saw a dog freezing to death on the road, tsk tsk."

As she spoke, Zhou Meiqi took out a few one hundred yuan slips from her sweater pocket and stuffed them into Song Yuqiao's hands, saying, "Here, go home and read."

Song Yuqiao glanced at the money he got, no more, no less, [-] yuan, which was his living expenses for a month.

Now that he got the money, Song Yuqiao certainly didn't want to keep it any longer. Seeing that Zhou Meiqi didn't intend to talk to him, he put the money in his pocket, turned around and left.

Song Yuqiao hadn't gone far when he heard Aunt Zhong commenting: "Hey, your little Qiao is so good, he's going to be admitted to university at the age of 14!"

"What's the use? There's no manners at all. Look, take the money and leave without even saying hello." Zhou Meiqi said in disgust.

"A high-achieving student must have some personality." Xu Aojun said without hesitation, "Hey, that will save a lot of tuition fees?"

"That's true!" Zhou Meiqi laughed loudly and winked at her poker friends, "I don't have to wait for this year! But it's either the year of birth or the year of Tai Sui. The fortune teller told me not to travel far, so it's delayed until now!"

When Song Yuqiao came, he went through the back door of this house.This is the door that Zhou Meiqi told him on the phone. Their house is behind this row of houses, two roads away, and the back door is the most convenient.

Going downstairs from the mahjong room, Song Yuqiao glanced at the kitchen, but he didn't see that person.

He quietly looked at the commissary in front again.

Because the store was closed, the canteen was dark, like an old warehouse, a small museum with stories.

Song Yuqiao still couldn't find that person.

Forget it, it doesn't matter anyway.Song Yuqiao pushed open the heavy iron door and walked out, his face hurt by the oncoming snow.

He looked at the goose-feather-like snow in surprise, and when he looked down, it was at least ten centimeters thick.

When it came, it was probably only half of what it is now, Song Yuqiao let out a sigh of relief, even though there was a lot of reluctance in his heart, he still had to brave the wind and snow to go home, otherwise, if it was later, I really don't know what the snow would look like.

Song Yuqiao closed the door, put on a down jacket hat, raised his legs and stepped into the snow, shivering from the cold.

However, the thick snow accumulation is also good, at least it will not slip, and he can be regarded as "one step at a time".

Song Yuqiao took one step at a time, braved the wind and snow and walked forward, in the vast white world, it seemed that he was the only living being.

The signboards of many shops were rattled by the wind. Song Yuqiao had to look up every few steps to make sure that none of the signboards would be suddenly damaged by the wind and hit him on the head.

This part of the road, he seems to have never been so difficult, and he always feels that something is missing, and he can't remember what is going on for a while.

The north wind was blowing, Song Yuqiao thought, Yuetang is so cold, I really don't know what Xijin will be like.

Is Xijin so cold every winter?If this is the case... he has to consider whether to go to Xijin University or not to study at HKUST instead?However, that's not good, there are so many typhoons every year.

Suddenly, behind Song Yuqiao, a voice came from a distance, shouting: "Xiao Qiao!"

What?Song Yuqiao suspected that he heard it wrong, the voice seemed to be blown away by the wind, it was very unreal.He didn't look back.

"Xiao Qiao! Wait a minute!" the voice was still shouting.

Along with the cry, Song Yuqiao also heard the sound of stepping on the snow.He looked back and was surprised to find that it was "Brother Xiao Song" who was chasing him.

Qiao Yusong was holding a scarf in his hand, Song Yuqiao saw it, and immediately remembered what he was missing before - he forgot the scarf.

Song Yuqiao was so surprised that he couldn't speak—of course he didn't intend to speak. Seeing Qiao Yusong chasing up on the snow, his heart trembled slightly.

"Your scarf was left at my house." Qiao Yusong came to him and handed over the scarf.

The wind was so strong that as soon as the words were spoken, they were blown away.

Song Yuqiao took the scarf and couldn't help observing Qiao Yusong's face.He seemed to be smiling, but Song Yuqiao only saw the smile in his eyes, his nose and mouth were completely covered by his scarf.

"Thank you." Song Yuqiao looked at him for a while before remembering to thank him.

"It's okay, wrap yourself up quickly, it's cold." After coming out for a while, Qiao Yusong felt that his eyelashes were already covered with snowflakes, and he couldn't help worrying about the little brother in front of him, would he really be able to return home safely?

The moment Song Yuqiao took off his hat, he felt that the north wind could topple his entire scalp.He wrapped the scarf in threes and fives, quickly put on his hat again, and was about to leave, only to find that his feet had sunk into the snow.

He couldn't walk, but it didn't seem to be because of the snow.With rare doubts, Song Yuqiao looked up at Qiao Yusong.

Qiao Yusong saw that his eyelashes were stained with snow, and wanted to wipe them off for him, but they obviously hadn't gotten to this point yet.After looking at his face for a long time, Qiao Yusong suddenly remembered something, and said, "By the way, this. I won money for you when you were eating just now."

After he finished speaking, he took out a few ten yuan bills from his pocket.Song Yuqiao was stunned, looked down at him handing the money in front of him, and asked, "What?"

"Didn't you say it just now? The winner is yours, and the loser is mine. I drew in a game, thirteen yuan. The total here is 60 yuan." Qiao Yusong replied.

Song Yuqiao thought to himself what is going on?However, 60 yuan can allow him to eat several meals in the school cafeteria. Since it was agreed before, it is reasonable to accept it now.He hesitated for a moment, took the money over, put it in his pocket, and said, "Thank you."

"It's okay, let's go back quickly." Qiao Yusong thought to himself, he just looked cold on the outside, and he was quite polite.Just like ice cream, although it is cold, it tastes sweet.

"Well, goodbye." Song Yuqiao struggled to pull his legs out of the snow, took a step forward, and finally got entangled in his legs again by curiosity.

He looked back at Qiao Yusong and asked, "Your name is Qiao Yusong?" He didn't intend to really call him "Brother Xiaosong", although they might not meet each other in the future.

Qiao Yusong rubbed his eyes with his gloved hands, which made it even more uncomfortable. The snow melted and dripped into his eye sockets.He nodded and said with a smile, "Well, what about you? Your full name."

Song Yuqiao didn't answer, but continued to ask: "How do you write your name? Which Yu, which Song?"

This isn't the first time he's been ignoring other people's questions because he only cares about his own answers.Qiao Yusong's chest was blocked by this attitude, and he said: "Yu of the universe, praise of praise."

"Oh..." Song Yuqiao thought, fortunately, it's not too exaggerated a coincidence.

Seeing that he didn't seem to be going to answer his own question, Qiao Yusong asked repeatedly: "What about you? What's your name? How do you write it?" This basic courtesy is still there, right?

"Oh..." If it was normal, Song Yuqiao's self-reported family name is actually nothing, but thinking that his name is exactly the opposite of his, he would inevitably feel a little embarrassed, "My name is Song Yuqiao, the rain of the rain, the woodcutter's woodcutter."

Hearing this, Qiao Yusong was stunned, and it took two seconds to react, and asked, "Your name is Song Yuqiao? Really?"

"Yes, is there any question?" Song Yuqiao asked coldly.

"No, nothing." God, how could there be such a coincidence?Qiao Yusong couldn't believe it.He laughed and said, "What a coincidence, my name is your name when it is read upside down, and your name is mine when it is read upside down."

Song Yuqiao didn't think it was funny at all. If it was an arrangement of fate, he felt that when God made this arrangement, his head was broken.

"Oh." Song Yuqiao didn't find it interesting, "I'm going back, goodbye."

How could he be so calm when encountering such a coincidence?Qiao Yusong was very surprised, Song Yuqiao had already left before he could react.He came back to his senses and hurriedly shouted to Song Yuqiao's back: "Be careful on the road!"