Song Jia was annoyed and angry, and immediately pounced on Chen Chuan to suppress him, he pressed Chen Chuan to prevent him from fluttering, and shouted unreasonably: "Call big brother!" ”

Fang Ping closed the door and came in, he heard it clearly in the entrance, and when he walked in, he saw Chen Chuan being pressed by Song Jia like a frog, and he felt that it was very funny, so he also pressed up the lively gesture: "Chen Chuan, call me Brother Ju and I will help you." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Chen Chuan said angrily under Song Jia's body: "Don't do it!" ”

Song Jiafa said ruthlessly: "I don't believe I can't clean you up today!" He lifted Chen Chuan's clothes and reached in: "Do you want to scream?!" ”

Chen Chuan was so nervous that his voice changed a little: "Song Jia, take out your hand!" ”

Zhao Mo couldn't look at it from the side: "It's a little too much, just accept it when you see it." ”

Fang Ping smiled and said, "Just kidding. But he also helped Chen Chuan tell Song Jia to stop: "Song Jia, it's almost too scared, Chen Chuan is so nervous." ”

Song Jia turned his head and glanced at him: "You will be a good person." He sneered and said, "But today he won't be over if he doesn't scream!" ”

Chen Chuan's muffled voice came out of the quilt: "Brother, ......"

Song Jia was stunned.

Chen Chuan's red face was written with unwillingness and grievance: "I called you, you can get up, right?" ”

Song Jia reacted at this time, and got up from Chen Chuan without saying a word.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became eerie.

Chen Chuan kept a straight face until dinner. Song Jia reflected on whether it was a bit too much for Song Jia to reflect on himself, and Zhao Mo snorted: "Now you know?" You're not very good in the afternoon. ”

Song Jia was already in a lawsuit, and Zhao Mo was even more excited to jump up: "What's wrong with me, what's wrong with me?!" ”

Fang Ping persuaded him: "Go and apologize to Chen Chuan." ”

Song Jia stiffened his neck: "What's wrong with me!?" ”

These words happened to be heard by Chen Chuan, who was passing by. The three of them discussed in the shared living room of the wooden house, and Chen Chuan stood behind Song Jia and said coldly: "Forget it, I can't afford his apology from the eldest young master." I deserve it. ”

Song Jia's face sank: "Chen Chuan, what did you say?" ”

"I said I couldn't afford it!"

Song Jiateng stood up, walked up to Chen Chuan in a few steps, grabbed him and brought him into the room: "You don't have to get an inch!" There was a thud on the door.

Fang Ping heard the sound of the door slamming outside, and trembled. He asked Zhao Mo: "What now?" ”

"It's a big deal, forget about a fight, what's the matter?" Zhao Mo sat leisurely and ate fruit.

In the end, the end of this matter was indeed as Zhao Mo said, Chen Chuan and Song Jia had a fight. It may not be accurate to say that there is a fight - Chen Chuan pushed Song Jia twice, and Song Jia was annoyed and wanted to fight back, but looking at Chen Chuan's angry face, he actually just touched his nose in the end, and he didn't know what he was muttering and went back to his room.

They reconciled very quickly - at dinner, everyone received a boxed lunch, sat down at a table, you look at me, I look at you, and finally Zhao Mo said slowly: "Maybe tomorrow we will confirm the infection, all four of them have to go to the hospital, what are you making trouble now?" Interesting? ”

Chen Chuan didn't have a good face at Song Jia, but he still didn't dare to be too presumptuous about Zhao Mo - many people were not very comfortable in front of Zhao Mo, probably because his mouth was too poisonous and too unlike a teenager - but after all, at an age when there was more blood than brains, Chen Chuan poked countless holes in the rice with chopsticks to vent his anger, but he didn't open his mouth in the end.

There was silence at the dinner table, and finally Song Jia stammered: "It's me who is wrong." His face turned red, but he was still willing to apologize after all, probably because he knew that he was wrong, although his words were not sincere, but they were not a lie after all: "I was just joking, who knew that Chen Chuan was so stingy." ”

At the end, he said that his voice became louder: "No one is serious about this, who will be serious." Song Jia added indignantly, but looking at the faces of the other three people, especially Chen Chuan's faces, it was obviously not the meaning of agreement. He closed his mouth again, and finally said to himself, "I'm sorry anyway." "Pick up the lunch box and plank the rice without a head.

Of course, the atmosphere is not good, but there are always people who are willing to take a step back.

"I'm not right either." Chen Chuan said stiffly: "I am indeed a little stingy. After saying this, he suddenly stopped being angry, but could be calm: "I'm a little too sensitive, it's not good, I know you don't mean anything else, so I'm not angry." He nodded at Zhao Mo and Fang Ping, and began to eat a dinner that was already a little cold.

He didn't explain in detail what the sensitive method was, but no one needed this explanation, they were still teenagers, but there were some things that children could relate.

The turmoil quietly subsided.

Of course, there will be estrangement, and it will exist for a long time. It's not just a joke between friends, it's something deeper, more complex. This is the first unfriendly confrontation between teenagers from two completely different worlds, they are little beasts that have not yet grown up, and they have begun to try to become conquerors and victors by instinct, the naïve and intuitive cruelty that belongs to children has not yet faded from them, whether it is Chen Chuan or Song Jia, or even Zhao Mo and Fang Ping, they have not had time to learn the rules of the adult game, they have not had time to learn the kind of quiet, hidden under the mask of expression and emotion, at this time, they are still pure, Beautiful, but also fragile and dangerous.

After dinner, Chen Chuan returned to the room alone. He let himself lie down on the soft bed, he looked at the overhead lamp that emitted a soft orange light, the shape of the smooth overhead lamp, and then slowly slid his gaze to the snow-white walls and the wood-colored floor, the air was wafting with the gentle aroma of wood furniture, the whole room felt very comfortable, whether it was the school bunk bed or his own small, dark and shabby bedroom, which could only be described as a utility room, Chen Chuan had to say that this was the best room he had ever lived in, except for the Song Jia's study at that time.

He stared blankly at the ceiling, all kinds of chaotic thoughts swirling in his head, or maybe he didn't actually think about anything, and in the end, Chen Chuan let the god of sleep eat away at all his thoughts, and fell asleep in a daze for the future.

Their month-long quarantine life officially began.

Hundreds of teenage students who were at the peak of their vitality had to stay in the mountains for a month, and at first they didn't think it was a big deal, and the Internet was not as widespread as it was more than a decade later, so when the TV was boring, the poker was broken, they slept and wanted to vomit, and they were disgusted by the faces of the people in the room, and they began to cherish the beauty of freedom.

"I really want to get out!" Song Jia collapsed on Chen Chuan's bed, hugged the pillow, and cried wolf.

The turmoil of that day was consciously forgotten by everyone. Song Jia still habitually runs to Chen Chuan, although he has his own room, but most of the time Song Jia relies on Chen Chuan, chatting with Chen Chuan, watching TV with Chen Chuan, watching Chen Chuan do questions, watching Chen Chuan read books, and then logically occupying half of Chen Chuan's bed - probably because, although there are four people, Chen Chuan is Song Jia's roommate after all, and he is more familiar with it in all senses.

His theory was: "Anyway, it's such a big place, and if you want to be contagious, it doesn't matter if you're in a room or not." ”

And Chen Chuan was completely numb after the protest was ineffective. He grew up in the free and scattered countryside, and before he had time to get infected with the hypocrisy of urban children, the previous awkwardness was only the subconscious resistance of the young beast to the outsiders who invaded his territory, and when it was confirmed that it was harmless, the body had become accustomed to the presence of outsiders before the brain.

"So what do you want to do? Why don't you watch TV? Chen Chuan, who was leaning on the head of the bed and reading the book, did not raise his head at the suggestion, and at the same time turned the pages of the finished book, and Song Jia had to say the same sentence almost every fifteen minutes since the day before yesterday.

Song Jia's eyes rolled around, the young man turned over and sat up, he pulled down the book in Chen Chuan's hand, smiled at Chen Chuan's surprised face and said, "Let's go out and play." ”

Chen Chuan smirked twice and said decisively: "Don't." ”

Song Jia asked him angrily, "Why?" ”

"The teacher has already told us to stay inside and not go out." Chen Chuan said slowly, and picked up the book that Song Jia threw on the bed again: "Don't make any more trouble." ”

"No, I have to go out." Song Jia hurried to say before Chen Chuan objected: "I've been here here before, haven't you found it?" Except for our building, there are no wooden buildings within fifty meters of the neighborhood. ”

Chen Chuan was a little surprised: "Really? I didn't even find it......"

"Because there is a plantation forest behind it, there is a natural forest not far away, a primeval forest, a very big and thick tree." Song Jia saw that Chen Chuan was a little shaken, and hurriedly fanned the flames again: "It's separated by barbed wire, but there is a broken place that can be drilled into, let's go there, right?" Song Jia put on a pitiful face: "There is no one there!" There's no way there's any more contagion, right? ”

Chen Chuan's expression struggled for a long time, and then he solemnly confirmed to Song Jia: "You promise that there is no one there?" Won't anyone know? ”

"Guaranteed, guaranteed!" Song Jia raised three fingers and swore: "I promise the organization!" I promise my superiors! ”

"That ......" After thinking about it for a long time, he was a little uneasy, but Chen Chuan knew that he couldn't refuse-in fact, he also wanted to go out and have a look, but in the end, Chen Chuan still expressed a minimum attitude - he said: "Call Fang Ping and Zhao Mo too." ”

In his eyes, Fang Ping is nothing, but Zhao Mo usually speaks and does things very assertively, and if he calls him, if something happens at that time, he is not afraid of losing his backbone.

Song Jia was a little unhappy: "Why do you call them?" ”

"It's not good that we all live together, we don't call them when we go out." Chen Chuan comforted Song Jia: "Everyone is a classmate." ”

So Song Jia had no choice but to run to knock on Fang Ping and Zhao Mo's door unhappily.