In the north, in a city with a rustic atmosphere, a group of half-grown children are playing together in groups of three or five.

I'm playing with a fountain pen in my hand, a pretty lady's fountain pen.

When we were in high school, we all left home and walked dozens or even hundreds of miles to go to school in a foreign land. The heart is melancholy, miserable, and a little bit special...... The feeling of being homesick and missing my mother.

"Come, let me see your pen?"

The boy next to him stretched out a hand, he looked a little ugly, which means a little ugly. The key is that he is still short, I don't know how the children's aesthetics grow, anyway, that's what I think, he's not handsome. But it doesn't matter to me, as long as I'm handsome.

"Well, give."

I've never been too stingy, there's nothing wrong with that, I'm stingy, but not too stingy. As long as you treat me a little bit, I'll treat you a lot better.

"Yoh? Or a women's pen? Was it given to you by a lover? Or are you going to give it to your lover? ”

There's a lot of talk, a bit of a chatter, but although this kind of person is a little fucking annoying, he can eat everywhere he goes, and the mix is booming. When I was in junior high school, there were a few such students, who were very popular, and the teachers and classmates were very welcome.

I can't learn, I don't talk much, I'm honest.

To use a sentence that is widely circulated at this time: Honest people eat your rice?

So, what's wrong with me looking honest? I'd love to, but don't bully me either.

If you are good to me, I am honest and good to you. You're not good to me...... Then you're welcome, everyone doesn't owe each other, why am I being bullied by you?

"Hello? What do you think? So fascinating? A lewd look on your face, do you miss your girlfriend? ”

I looked back and saw that the boy was smiling sincerely. Can sincerity impress my hard-hearted heart?

He threw the pen back into my arms, and when he saw a stack of books in front of me, he grabbed it.

"Lend me your notebook to write a few words."

He suddenly looked plain, full of vicissitudes of emotion, as if it was the moment of the special mother that moved me. My heartstrings tugged and I went with him.

But he seems to have taken the notebook I had just scribbled on, and I didn't want to show it to anyone.

"Give me this, and I want this word too."

I reached out and grabbed it back.

I don't know what the situation is, but he didn't let go when I caught him back, and robbed me with me? Mom sells batches, this is still my thing, do you have a reason to grab a dog basket with me?

"Give it to me!"

I am angry and ruined.

"What's the hurry? Isn't it just a book? Brother, will I compensate you? ”

He may have been a little anxious when he saw me, so he told me in a very soothing tone.

My impulsive little temper, what's wrong with that? When he said this, I felt that it was my fault, and my heart was a little sour.

"There's a book down there, just draw it, I really want to write."

I pointed to the stack of books he had grabbed over, and there were several notebooks inside.

I have a problem, I like to buy notebooks, good-looking, beautiful, buy if you have one. Sometimes I buy it back, and I don't write a word.

"Oh, oh, sorry, I didn't see that. Why do you bring so many things? It's a book, it's a book, and there are so many quilts, mattresses and other luggage, isn't it too heavy? ”

The boy spoke earnestly, like a mother.

Mom is not old, she is still very young, but she looks old.

Do you think there's something wrong with that? Actually, think for yourself why, I won't tell you......

When the boy talked to me, it didn't seem to be angry, and with the atmosphere, I felt a lot less pressure.

My mother always said that I was too gloomy and like an old man, and told me to make more friends. It's time to hear her......

"Give me your notebook, and I'll write too!"

Among the bunch of people next door, there is a star-holding moon level, who is very handsome, and the tall man is almost 1.8 meters. The clothes are good-looking, and the people are even better-looking.

He also dragged the notebook of a person next to him who didn't like to talk very much, and he didn't know how they were in relationship, and it seemed that everyone was obedient to him, to the little glasses who didn't like to talk but didn't buy his account.

"Rob what? Bandits? Why should I give you my book? ”

"Woohoo!"

The little glasses are very short-tempered, and they feel like they are more irritable than me. He casually tore up the notebook and threw it on the handsome little guy.

What a show of this special meow!

Remembering what my mother told me to make friends, I thought about it.

"Handsome guy, borrow it from me? Borrow it from me, I'll lend it to you, just pull it, you don't need to accompany it. ”

I pulled out a small notebook, still brand new, and held out my hand to him.

"Who wants your broken notebook? Lao Tzu himself has it! ”

Grass Nima!

Who's here? I'm kind enough to lend you something, and I'm still pretending to be here (ー_ー)!! if I don't appreciate it You dog basket, why don't you go to heaven?

I was angry inside and wanted to go up and smack him in the mouth.

"Alright, leave him alone. Xiao Gao'er has a problem, but he is a very good person. Didn't you see that man slap his face like this and not get angry? ”

The boy reached out and pulled me, and if he hadn't pulled me, I wondered if I would have gone up and whipped the grandson.

Yes, I don't know if I'm going to really go up, cowardly.

"Deng Xiaoxian, damn you, you are everywhere!"

Xiao Gao'er glared at the boy next to me, it turned out that his name was Deng Xiaoxian.

"it!"

I was so angry that I grabbed a book and threw it at it, so I smashed it on the bridge of my grandson's nose.

"Ahh Hit someone! ”

I don't know what book I smashed, it feels quite heavy, and I guess it's not light.

"Alright, don't do it again. After a while, the teacher came over. ”

Deng Xiaoxian came to pull me again, I was angry anyway, as long as Xiao Gao didn't mess with me, what if I let him go mercifully?

Xiao Gao'er screamed loudly, but he didn't fight back, just covered his nose with his hands, and tears came down.

Everyone else looked at me, stunned? I don't know what this expression means, it's afraid of me...... Still hate me...... Forget it, I'm used to it anyway, it doesn't matter if it's that kind of thing, the deity dismisses it.

I said to Deng Xiaoxian: "Hehe! What a dog basket, paralyzed and sick, right? ”

"Didn't I say he was sick? You are still as knowledgeable as him, and your little temper is really comparable to glasses. ”

Deng Xiaoxian shook his head and said.

"Ah, the little glasses? I think he's hot-tempered than I am. Are you really sick? What's the disease? ”

As soon as I heard Deng Xiaoxian's words, I guessed that this person probably knew each other, and I thought that if I had just met, I would definitely not know too much.

Deng Xiaoxian leaned into my ear and whispered: "I'm with Nong Gang, play silk...... There's nothing wrong with Lao Tie! ”

Deng Xiaoxian said to me in an accent that I couldn't hear what it was, and I listened obediently, but I understood it.

Lao Tie, there's nothing wrong with it!

He exhaled like an orchid and blew in my ear......

I...... Paralyzed, the old problem has been committed again. I took a selfie on my forehead to sober myself up.

"What's wrong with you? Is there anything wrong with it? ”

Deng Xiaoxian said with a grin.

I glanced at him and said, "Neurotic! ”

I mean he's insane, and he's fine.

What a bunch of strange people, three years of high school are going to be spent with this group of animals......

"Rui! You are so young, why did you get a nervous disorder? Don't you want to die? How can I live when you die? ”

Deng Xiaoxian is mournful, like a resentful woman, but she learns quite like a person in a movie.

"How do you know my name?"

I'm a little blindsided, I don't think I've ever introduced myself, right? I deliberately didn't introduce myself to them, all the same......

"Damn! I'm not smart, but I'm not stupid either. You have a word Rui on every book, don't tell me it's someone else's name! ”

Deng Xiaoxian glanced at me, don't say it, although others are a little ugly, they are quite attractive after getting acquainted with them.

Poof!

I didn't know what I was happy about, but I just laughed.

"How do you know it's someone else's name? What if someone named Rui gave me a book? ”

I laughed. I seem to be smiling a little bit more today, well, I'm happy.

"Damn! Again? What about my IQ? You've just admitted it, and I found that you seem to be quite honest, but when you are bad, you are bad. How do you talk so many traps? ”

Deng Xiaoxian grinned and said jokingly.

"Hey, hey, hey, it's called a routine! It's just to give you a sleeve and then send you on your way. ”

I squinted my eyes and looked at Deng Xiaoxian's bewildered face, and I was quite happy.

"Routine? What way? On what road? ”

Deng Xiaoxian obviously hadn't heard of this, and asked me quite seriously.

"Taolu is a form of martial arts sports, which belongs to "acting". In the old days, it was called "sleeve" or "sleeve". It is generally composed of 4 or 6 segments, with a starting and ending trend. The current types of national competition routines include national standard martial arts routines, traditional routines and sparring routines.

A set of techniques, programs, methods, etc., can also be called routines. Used to describe a well-planned set of plans. This meaning comes from the Internet, to put it simply, if you are not a simple person, you can calculate people, you can say that you are a deep routine.

Since ancient times, affection cannot be retained, only routines can win people's hearts.

On December 14, 2016, the keyword "routine" was selected as one of the top ten popular words of 2016 in "Biting the Text and Chewing the Words". ”

A flash of inspiration flashed in my mind, a serious way.

"! Xiao Rui! I treat you like a buddy, why are you fooling me? What about Nima in 2016, you kid came here on a time shuttle of a robot cat, right? ”

I was stunned by Deng Xiaoxian's question, and my brain was a little stunned.

In 2016?

This year is ...... Sleeper (*'へ ́*), how can this be?

I don't really know what I just said, no, I know, I know every word, and I remember what they meant. It is...... It's a bit confusing.

"Ha, what I said earlier is right, I didn't fool you, as for 2016, sooner or later. This is my prophecy, I don't believe you remember it, wait for more than ten years to see it, if it's not right, you look for me! ”

I said confidently.

For more than ten years, the ghost will keep the memory for more than ten years for this. It won't be long before this thing will be wiped out in high school life, and it will be called a past that is not remembered.

At this time, I just had such an idea, and I never thought that there would really be a ghost who would really remember this for more than ten years, or even a hundred years, a thousand years, or more......