"Song Yi, have you been very close to Deng Ling recently?"

"What's wrong?" Song Yi didn't understand why Wang Buqing asked like this.

"Can you tell him not to be so annoying, or just change his seat, he will change seats with me when he comes to self-study, I'm afraid of him."

Song Yi smiled awkwardly, "Haha, you told him yourself, what's the use of telling me?" ”

"And he said? Count, I'm afraid that he will fix me, and the senior in high school is afraid of him. I heard that ......" Wang Buqing suddenly lowered his voice and motioned for Song Yi to lean over a little.

Song Yi leaned his head over curiously.

Wang Buqing looked at both sides mysteriously, and whispered: "I heard that his father often does business with some gangsters in society, so you should have less contact with him if you are fine." ”

Wang Buqing swallowed a mouthful of saliva and continued, "Once, I saw Deng Ling and his father drinking with others over there at Mingham Square, and those people all had tattoos and looked like underworlds. ”

"Another time, I also met Deng Ling talking and laughing with some people in the society on Xinzheng Street."

"Why have I never heard Deng Ling say it, I think it's okay, are you looking at the wrong person."

"No, even if you don't believe it, I also saw that the two of you have been getting close recently, and I kindly remind you, don't get into trouble when the time comes. Let me tell you......" Wang Buqing seemed to see something frightened, and suddenly shrank back, picked up the book and read it.

"Say what? Speaking so energetically? Deng Ling, who came back from going to the toilet, stared at Wang Buqing with his eyes, clenched his fists a few times like a fierce look, and clenched his finger joints "click, click".

"It's nothing, it's nothing, it's just to ask Song Yi a question." Wang Buqing saw Deng Ling's eyes that were about to eat him, and responded weakly.

"I usually don't work hard, why are you fighting so hard after the exam?" Because of the separation of Song Yi, otherwise Deng Ling's posture should have leaned over and knocked Wang Buqing's head.

"Who says you don't have to study after the exam? Your logic is very strange, haven't you heard of Xuehai Wuyan? Song Yi glared at Deng Ling angrily.

"Mmmm, study hard, I'm saying the opposite, in order to spur Wang Buqing, okay? I don't understand my good intentions. ”

"You? Come on. Song Yi looked up at Deng Ling, "It's almost evening self-study, you go back to your seat." ”

"Wait a minute, here's for you." Deng Ling handed Song Yi a note, "I applied for an OICQ for you, and now I don't need an ICQ, you remember that the number password is my birthday, and I have already added it as a friend." ”

"What the hell?" Song Yi flipped through the note and saw that a seven-digit OICQ was written on it.

Ignoring Song Yi, who was still complaining, Deng Ling had already walked to his seat in the back row of the classroom and sat down......

"January 22, 2001, the twenty-eighth day of the lunar month." On the last day, the school is usually released early in the afternoon.

"Thanks to the cooperation of the students this semester, the teacher's work can be successfully completed. I would especially like to thank all the class leaders for their efforts and dedication, and to applaud yourselves. Zhang Cuifang stood on the podium with a smile on her face, "There will be a new teacher coming over to be your homeroom teacher next semester, and I hope that the students can study hard and cooperate with the teacher like this semester." ”

Although they haven't been together for a long time, all the students in the 190 class of the first year of high school have a very good relationship with Zhang Cuifang, and they are more or less reluctant, and some female students have begun to have red eyes.

"Teacher Zhang, our classmates also have something to give you." Zheng Rongrong was the first to stand up and sent a jar of plastic straws that she had folded with her own hands to the podium in front of Zhang Cuifang.

Zhang Sally followed, and when she saw Zhang Sally's gift, Zhang Cuifang laughed with the rest of her classmates—a lot of snacks such as spicy strips and dried incense. Zhang Sally is usually in a hurry, like a boy, but she almost cried at this moment, she stepped forward and gave Zhang Cuifang a hug, "Teacher Zhang, come back to see us often when you have time." ”

After Zhang Sally finished speaking, she turned around and wiped the corners of her eyes with her fingers, and it could be seen that she was indeed reluctant to Zhang Cuifang.

After the short farewell party, after a burst of cheers, the high school students began to pack their things and prepare for the Chinese New Year, and the long-awaited winter vacation finally came.

"Are you here for the Chinese New Year? Don't go to your relative's house? Going to the city? Deng Ling accompanied Song Yi downstairs and asked softly.

"I think I'll go to my uncle's house."

"Oh, and when are you coming back?"

"What? Is there something wrong? Song Yihu looked at Deng Ling suspiciously.

Deng Ling raised his hand and stretched out his index finger to wipe it under his nose, and smiled awkwardly, "It's okay, it's okay, just ask casually." ”

"You're a little weird today, huh?" Song Yi always felt that Deng Ling's style of acting today was a little different from before, but he couldn't say where it was strange.

"It's nothing, if it weren't for my grandmother's death, I would have thought of your house for the New Year." Deng Ling blurted out and reached out to grab Song Yi's shoulder.

"Huh?!" Song Yi turned his head to look at Deng Ling again in confusion.

"Oh, hahaha." Deng Ling hurriedly haha, "It's nothing, I mean Auntie has good craftsmanship, and she will definitely cook a big meal during the New Year, alas, I envy you." ”

"Chinese New Year? The Chinese New Year's Eve dinner is eaten by my uncle, and it is estimated that my aunt will make it. Song Yi told the truth, and it didn't matter if Deng Ling was embarrassed or not, Deng Ling, who was directly scolded, had nothing to say.

Because the conversation between the two was a little slow, and the others were almost finished, Deng Ling and Song Yi walked downstairs to the high school teaching building.

Deng Ling felt that why did he go downstairs so quickly today, and Song Yi said goodbye with a smile.

Deng Ling replied, "See you next year, have a good New Year, and bring a good picture to Auntie." ”

Song Yi, who had already walked away a few steps, was holding a few books in one hand and waving the other, "I know, you can also have a good New Year, see you next year." Then he turned and walked in the direction of his home.

Deng Ling turned his head and began to take steps towards the other side, only two steps away, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, and a kind of parting that he had never felt before came to his heart.

"Bang-" Song Yi only felt that someone on his back suddenly hugged him.

Song Yi was stunned for a moment, then turned around, looked at Deng Ling, whose eyes were red, and hurriedly asked with concern, "Deng Ling, what's wrong with you?" Why do you suddenly want to cry? It's not like you. Song Yi wanted to make fun of Deng Ling, but he found that Deng Ling's eyes were red, and he swallowed the words when they came to his mouth.

"You won't be reluctant...... Song Yi hesitated, smiled and patted Deng Ling's back, "If you are reluctant to Teacher Zhang, just tell Teacher Zhang directly, haha." ”

"Remember to go to OICQ for the Chinese New Year, have nothing to talk to me, otherwise I will be bored to death in the countryside." Deng Ling instantly put away his emotions again.

"Oh, you still have internet in the country?" Song Yi felt as if he had asked a stupid question, "Oh yes, your mother's hometown is in Changsha, how did I forget about it." ”

"Remember! Okay, see you next year, I have to go back too, and my dad will drive to Changsha in the evening. As soon as Deng Ling turned around, he immediately turned back.

Looking at Song Yi with a smile, Deng Ling wondered, "What are you smirking at?" ”

"I knew you had more to say, haha." Song Yi seemed to laugh happily because he guessed that Deng Ling would turn around again.

"Say, young master, what else do you have to order?"

"Watch your attitude, little Gogo."

"Don't say I'm going back."

"Wait!" Deng Ling walked closer, "Do you remember that OICQ's nickname is not allowed to be changed, do you hear?" That's what I thought about for a long time, and if you change it, you're going to eat my brother's fist. ”

"Cut!" Song Yi's face was full of disbelief, "You give up ......" The word "de" has not yet been spoken, Song Yi suddenly blushed, and hurriedly said, "Okay, okay, I know, then I'll go back first." ”

Deng Ling waved his hand and turned to leave......

Just after 0:00 on the first day of the Lunar New Year, in a building in a community near Jiefang Road in Hengyang County, a large family is celebrating the New Year, adults are playing mahjong, and children are eating snacks and watching TV around the firebox.

"Jingle bells, jingle bells......"

"Tingting go answer the phone." A middle-aged woman poked her head out at the poker table and shouted.

"Let my cousin go, it's exciting." Song Tingting complained extremely reluctantly.

"Song Yi, go pick it up, be obedient." Song Yushan touched a mahjong, scanned her cards and played it again, "Chicken!" Ouch, the chickens are all touched, you say it's annoying. ”

"Oh, good." Song Yi was a well-behaved and obedient child, got up from the oven, put on slippers and walked towards the shelf where the phone was placed in the living room.

"Happy New Year, who are you looking for?" Song Yi picked up the phone very politely.

"Happy New Year, little Gogo." The voice on the phone was a little unfamiliar, but who else was there besides Deng Ling in this tone and tone?

"Happy New Year." Song Yi was surprised, "How do you know my uncle's phone number?" ”

"Little fool, you can call 114."

"Oh, what's wrong?"

"I miss you, give me a call and ask." Deng Ling responded with a smile, as if he was joking.

"You don't watch TV, do you? Is the Chinese New Year in your house lively? Help me bring a good one for my uncle and aunt. ”

"Mmmm, you remember to help me pay a New Year's greeting to my aunt." Deng Ling hurriedly added, "Remember, you must pay a New Year's greeting, and I will go to your house to make up for it when I am free after the New Year." ”

"Don't bother." Song Yi put the telephone receiver on his chest, and then shouted at the top of his voice, "Mom! Deng Ling said to give you a New Year's greeting. ”

"Hah, since! Touch! You see, if the four didn't fight, I would have been a chicken a long time ago. Song Yushan was in a good mood, "Huh? Okay, help me thank him, I have time to come to the house for dinner. ”

"Who is Deng Ling? Maybe it's Xiaoyi's girlfriend? It was Deng Ling's aunt who spoke, "Then you have to watch it, you can't fall in love early." ”

"No, it's a friend of his, a boy with good grades, who used to come to our house for dinner."

"Oh, that's good."

This is the end of Deng Ling's topic, and mahjong will continue.

"Deng Ling, my mother is playing mahjong, she just seems to have won the cards, hahaha." Song Yi chatted without a word.

"Does your uncle have a computer at home? Can I take OICQ? Deng Ling on the other end of the phone asked aloud.

"Yes, but in the bedroom, it's a little cold, and there is no oven in that room."

"You can find a smaller oven, or wear more, and go online, I'll tell you online."

couldn't stand Deng Ling's soft grinding and hard bubbles, Song Yi had to agree, he had a feeling that if he didn't agree, Deng Ling's phone was probably not hung up.

Putting down the phone, Deng Ling walked up to Song Tingting, "Tingting, I'll use your computer, my classmates have something to do with me." ”

"Okay, you go, the boot password is 123456." Song Tingting's eyes didn't take off the TV at all.

Song Yi walked to the mahjong table again, "Auntie, I'll use Tingting's computer, my classmates are looking for something to do with me, and call me to take a look on the Internet." ”

"Okay, you go to the back balcony and move a fire box, otherwise I'm afraid you'll catch a cold."

"Okay, thank you, aunt."

Song Yushan glanced at Song Yi, "Xiao Yi, don't play for too long, be careful of short-sightedness." ”

"Got it, Mom."

Song Yi walked to the back balcony to find the small fire box, but he was thinking in his heart: What is Deng Ling looking for me? Such a mysterious ......