Chapter 8: Lunch
Soon the four classes in the morning were over, and the lunch break bell rang at twelve o'clock, and Lin Qing yawned and stretched.
It's the same bell, but the lunch break bell is more cheerful and pleasant than the class bell, and it always sounds exciting.
Shang Xinyi, who was sitting in the front row after class, ran over to find Zheng Tingting to have lunch together.
"Lin Qing, do you want to go with us? At noon today, we made an appointment to go to the backstreets together after dinner. ”
Shang Xinyi is thin and small, with the same hair as Zheng Tingting, and the short messy ones are piled up on her head. The eyes are also small single eyelids, and the nose and mouth are also coordinated, so they are very cute.
Lin Qing was interested, the back street is a small street behind the school, snack shops and boutiques have everything, although it is not big, but it is still very attractive to children in the suburbs who rarely enter the city. Thinking of this, Lin Qing was excited: "I'm going, I'm going, take me." ”
Zheng Tingting was helpless, "You two are too excited, let's hurry up and get it, I still have a volume to write when I come back." ”
"Oh, what kind of paper to write, let's go to dinner first."
Shang Xinyi couldn't help but take Zheng Tingting's arm and walked out of the classroom, not forgetting to turn her head and signal Lin Qing to follow.
"Oh oh oh, wait for me!" Lin Qing stuffed things into his schoolbag and rushed out in a hurry.
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They were sitting at the snack bar at the back of the school, and the three of them ordered three burgers. The store is small, with only four tables. When they came, only the proprietress sat behind the corner cash register, watching the TV series intently.
Lin Qing looked down, these tables should have been some years old, and there was a layer of oil stains on them that could not be wiped clean.
But fortunately, there are heating in the north of the room, and the door is covered with cotton cloth to make a curtain, which makes them feel a warm breeze as soon as they open the thick curtain, which is really happy in this cold winter.
"However, did you come with Xu Ping'an this morning?" Shang Xinyi stuffed the last bite of bread and gossiped.
"yes, what's wrong?" Lin Qing was fighting with the meatloaf in his hand, and he didn't raise his head.
Hearing this, Zheng Tingting also came over, "Why did you go to class with Xu Ping'an?" Do you know? ”
Lin Qing also felt that things were different, she looked up at the two gossipy-eyed little girls opposite, and was a little puzzled: "What's wrong with Xu Ping'an?" I bumped into it on the road this morning when I was on school. ”
Shang Xinyi ate the fastest, got up and pulled out a piece of paper to wipe her mouth. He leaned over and lowered his voice and said, "He is Xu Ping'an, and the two of you seem to have a good relationship." ”
At this time, the curtain at the door was lifted, and a gust of cold wind blew straight to the back of Lin Qing's head, "Uh......" Lin Qing and the others couldn't help but shiver, and their throats tightened.
"Auntie, here are two chicken burgers."
The familiar voice mixed with the cold wind entered Lin Qing's ears, Lin Qing turned his head, okay, this face is familiar enough.
The person who came was Zhang Yi, who was black-faced and had a very low emotional intelligence.
"Yo, you're there too?" Zhang Yi raised his eyebrows, surprised, pulled out a stool and sat down at the table next to Lin Qing.
Lin Qing was not interested in Zhang Yi, so he turned around and nibbled on the hamburger to continue the topic just now.
"What's wrong with Xu Ping'an? What the hell are you talking about? ”
Shang Xinyi's eyes widened, her eyebrows were curled, her face was surprised, and her expression was very vivid. She lowered her voice again, one hand to her mouth, mysterious. "You just came, you don't know, Xu Ping'an doesn't have any friends in our class."
Lin Qing finished eating, wiped his hands and put on his gloves.
"Yes, I can't play with Xu Ping'an, he's too weak." Zhang Yi probed over to talk.
Lin Qingqing looked at Zhang Yi innocently and ignored it.
"Yes, I don't know him very well, it's just that the two of us are neighbors, and we only found out yesterday." Shang Xinyi still didn't get to the point, Lin Qing asked in a daze: "But what's the matter, why do you react like this?" ”
"He has been the number one since elementary school, never took the initiative to talk to others, and he is not in good health and never participates in team activities."
Zheng Tingting concluded her remarks.
"Not well?" Lin Qing grasped the key point.
"That's right," Shang Xinyi also gossiped without showing weakness, leaned over and said mysteriously: "He has congenital heart disease, and he never participates in physical education classes or anything." ”
Congenital heart disease? Lin Qing was stunned, she remembered that on the first day of school, everyone went out to run and exercise, so she saw Xu Ping'an lying on the table alone in the classroom? No wonder she always felt that Xu Ping'an's skin was too fair, was it because she was not in good health?
"Yes, Xu Ping'an is really miserable, it's rare to have good grades and look good."
Shang Xinyi is like a chatterbox, and she can't stop gossiping.
"It's okay, I don't think it's pretty." Zhang Yi pouted.
"That's better than you, too." Shang Xinyi fought back.
"You!" Zhang Yi propped his hands on the table, his eyes wide open.
"Lin Qing, what's wrong with you?" Zheng Tingting looked at Lin Qing's strange expression, and couldn't help but ask.
Lin Qing lowered his head, a trace of distress welled up in his heart, if he had a heart attack, he must be very uncomfortable. Unconsciously, the hamburger wrapper in Lin Qing's hand was torn to pieces by her, and little by little it was piled up on the oil-stained table of the small restaurant, and the white flowers looked particularly dazzling on the black and blue table.
"Lin Qing? Let's go, we still have to go to the store? ”
Shang Xinyi raised her hand and waved it in front of Lin Qing's eyes, trying to pull Lin Qing's soul back.
Lin Qing came back to his senses and stood up, the chair slid backwards on the concrete floor for a while, making a rattling sound.
"What are you doing? Nerves, huh? Zhang Yi stuffed a hamburger in his mouth and frowned.
"How... What's wrong? Shang Xinyi stepped back, stunned.
"Go ahead, I'm a little sleepy and want to go back to sleep."
Lin Qing pulled the trash can under the chair and hurriedly pulled the confetti into the trash can. Grab your bag and run out.
"Hey! Lin Qing! Shang Xinyi shouted.
"Don't wait for me, I'll see you in the classroom." Lin Qing waved his hand.
It's half past twelve, hurry home, Xu Ping'an should be at home. It's too late to go back now.