Lao Tan racked his brains to recall the way Fang Ning and Cheng Xi got along, but he still thought dejectedly, he couldn't copy Fang Ning's way, he could only take one step at a time, he was thinking nonsense there, but his eyes saw the scarf tied around the neck of the beautiful actress on the platform billboard, and suddenly woke up, and in Wei Qing's surprised eyes, he ran into a clothing store next to him, and came out with a scarf a few minutes later, and said shyly, "You use this scarf to keep warm first." ”

Wei Qing nodded, smiled at him, and accepted it as a matter of course, there was nothing to be embarrassed about.

In fact, there is also a small detail here, in the year of junior high school, Lao Tan was busy buying the latest manke, and then carefully put it on the table, and when Wei Qing came to the classroom with his schoolbag in the morning, there would inevitably be an unopened manke on the table, and then tacitly hid it in the schoolbag and took it home to read. As a result, the habit of dependence is formed, and a person's habit is difficult to change in a short period of time.

Therefore, Wei Qing in high school did not adapt to the environment that was submerged in the reading frenzy, and felt that there was suffocating pressure around him. Only the habit of dependence is like a breeze in youth, liberating the soul and taking her out of the endless abyss.

Wei Qing did feel a lot warmer after tying a scarf, and then Lao Tan took her to the hot pot restaurant closest to her alma mater.

While waiting for the hot pot to be hot, Lao Tan cautiously asked her about the recent things, because he was worried that he would ask too much and annoy her, and he couldn't help but feel a little panic during his speech.

The fire was rolling and tumbling, the fog lingered, blurring Wei Qing's vision, and across the distance of a table, it seemed that she couldn't see Lao Tan's face clearly, slightly emotional, and there were surprisingly many words, there were things about her own study, about the little things that happened around her, and about the quarrel between herself and her parents, when it came to quarrels, she hesitated, thinking that she and Lao Tan were not outsiders, and she also said it together, it turned out that she had a quarrel with her parents, and in a fit of anger, she carried them back to her hometown from the city, and returned to the small city where she was born and raised.

Originally, she just came back here to relax, and she didn't think that she could meet acquaintances, after all, although Pinghai Town is small, it also has 4,000 square kilometers, but she didn't expect that she really met her former acquaintances.

Lao Tan was slightly stunned, he didn't expect Wei Qing to run away from home, this kind of rebellious thing really can't be connected with Wei Qing who was drinking tea elegantly in front of him.

He couldn't find a topic for a while, but fortunately, the vegetable and tofu products he had just put down were all cooked, so he could only say, "You eat first." ”

Wei Qing took off the scarf and held it on a plate, the chopsticks were sandwiched with fish balls and spinach in the churning hot pot, and the red chili oil floated on the hot pot, eating slowly, not in a hurry.

Lao Tan likes to see her eating posture very much, elegant and serene, without a trace of vulgarity, especially along the steaming mist, seeing her slender neck when she bows her head, and the snow-white collarbone has infinite temptation, which has a great visual impact for a teenager who does not know the world.

Wei Qing suddenly raised his head and wiped the chili oil on his lips with a tissue, Lao Tan's gaze quickly retracted, a little sneering, thinking that he didn't know if she had found it, and was in such a nervous and anxious situation.

She spoke, "If it's any later, there shouldn't be a car back to Changsha." ”

The bus runs until five o'clock in the afternoon at most, and it will not run at night, at most there is only a private car that secretly runs black, but this kind of black car is not safe, and the implication is that he should not go back.

After all, Lao Tan didn't have a fast head like Fang Ning Sucan, and it was very difficult to understand what she meant, but he didn't know how to answer, so he cautiously asked, "Then where are you staying tonight?"

Wei Qing didn't talk about this topic anymore, and after a long silence, he said, "You can accompany me to see my alma mater." ”

The alma mater she said is also Lao Tan's alma mater, the former Qiaolian Junior High School, and later the Xincheng Junior High School, they were the last students of Xincheng, when there were rumors that the alma mater was going to be demolished, Fang Ning and they discussed it for a long time under the teaching building, but they did not come to a conclusion, and then after they graduated from the third year of junior high school, they collectively went to their alma mater on a whim to take a look, and found that it had become a ruin, leaving only the old site of the primary school.

Now when it comes to going to see her alma mater, I just don't know if she knows that her alma mater has become a ruin, but there are some things he can't say.

By the time they had passed the streets they had walked day after day, the most brutal scene was about to be lifted.

Wei Qing didn't expect that the original Overseas Chinese Federation Junior High School had become a football field, with high railings, painted black, and a wide green grass inside.

There was no mood to look at it anymore, so Wei Qing turned around and left, leaving him stunned in a daze.

When Lao Tan caught up with Wei Qing, she had already calmed down, but she was a little sad and sighed faintly, after all, her alma mater carried some of her feelings in it, and it would be false to say that she was not sad.

"I just heard that there are lanterns in Tianyue Square, if you don't go to see it, it should be a distraction. Old Tan said.

"Hmm. Wei Qing nodded.

That night, they went to see the lanterns, and at this time, Tianyue Square had become a world of lanterns, mottled with lights, prosperous and lively, and he and Wei Qing walked in it, like a drop of water flowing into the ocean, and disappeared in an instant.

There is a huge screen in the center of the square, in which Sa Beining hosts the show, occasionally mixed with a few spitting cross talk sketches.

There are guessing lantern riddles, gathering a bunch of people, giggling and laughing, riding high-headed horses, stepping on stilts, swaggering through the market, there are lanterns like the sea, thousands of lights are like day, and there are flower drum plays, Han Xiangzi Huazhai.

And Wei Qing and Lao Tan watched it with relish under the flower drum stage.

Maybe Wei Qing was tired of watching, and after taking the afternoon car, he had just eaten enough, and he didn't say much, so he leaned on Lao Tan's side and quietly watched the flower drum show.

But it was precisely this small move that made Lao Tan feel like a great enemy and remained motionless, until the end of the flower drum show and the audience ended, Wei Qing reacted, he leaned on him, it was really a little too intimate.

As soon as she left, Lao Tan immediately collapsed like a prostration, not because of an emergency, but because his two legs were already paralyzed, and he collapsed on the ground if he didn't obey the call, and said curtly, "My legs are numb......!"

"I'll help you. Wei Qing was a little embarrassed, so he simply sat down cross-legged and helped him rub his thighs to relax his muscles and invigorate.