Jin Xinjia put away the lunch box, pulled An Xiangqing aside, and asked in a low voice, "Where did you buy it?" ”

An Xiangqing glanced at Jin Xinjia a little speechlessly: "What I bought, I made it myself." ”

"Really, fake." Jin Xinjia looked at An Xiangqing with a look of disbelief: "I remember that you didn't cook like this before." ”

An Xiangqing suddenly remembered that some time ago, he cooked for Jin Xinjia: "No wonder, I forgot about it." ”

"What did you say?"

"It's okay, I mean I'm not what I used to be. I used a special approach. ”

"What's the solution?" Jin Xinjia's big eyes were full of doubts.

An hooked his finger to Jin Xinjia of the Qing Dynasty, and Jin Xinjia put his ear to it.

"Confidential!" An Xiangqing said mischievously.

"Eh, An Xiangqing, are you skinny!" Jin Xinjia smiled and slapped An Xiangqing.

Sure enough, as everyone expected, An Xiangqing directly advanced to the finals with the excellent result of the first place in the preliminary round!

After school (a ramen shop outside the school.) ）

"Cheers!" The four of them raised the glass full of orange juice and touched it, making a "bell" sound.

"Today we are here to celebrate An Xiangqing's successful passage through the preliminary round." Miao Yuexin stood up, held up her cup and said, "And...... Book your champion in advance! ”

"Hahahaha......" The noodle shop was filled with the laughter of several people, and at this time, the boss happened to bring the last bowl of noodles, and said with a smile: "What's the matter, so happy today?" ”

An Naile pulled An Xiangqing to his side and said jokingly: "Come, uncle, let me introduce you!" This ......" He pointed at An Xiangqing: "The god of food in our school!" ”

An Xiangqing blushed and waved his hand: "No, no." ”

"Really." The noodle shop uncle said with a smile: "Xiaoqing, do you want me to introduce my daughter to you, and after you two get married, I will give you this noodle restaurant, and then rely on you to carry forward our noodle restaurant business!" ”

"Don't don't, uncle, I can't stand it!" An Xiangqing hurriedly said amid the laughter of the other three.

"It's okay, don't be shy, young man, I'll call my daughter out and show you!" As he spoke, he shouted at the back room: "Xiaoxiang, Xiaoxiang, you come out, Dad will introduce you to a boyfriend!" ”

Saying that, the girl with a "full face" walked out of the back room, and said with a "shy" face: "I hate it, Dad, don't always make such jokes!" ”

"Xiaoqing, what do you think?"

An Xiangqing cried and laughed and said, "It's still ...... It's okay! ”

"Hahahahaha......haha

When I finished eating, it was already half past eight, and the main reason was that the boss had to pull An Xiangqing to describe his "ramen business". We talked until the evening.

On the night of early winter, although there is no cold wind in the middle of winter, there is also some autumn wind in the aftermath of autumn.

The four of them walked on the road with small padded jackets, and from time to time passers-by passed by.

"Eh, can we not go to that noodle restaurant to eat in the future?" An Xiangqing said while covering his padded jacket.

"How?" Anelle smiled and said, "Don't you want to see your father-in-law?" ”

"Go, go, go." An Xiangqing shook his hand and said.

"Eh, An Xiangqing, can I get a 50% discount when I go to your noodle restaurant to eat in the future?" Miao Yuexin also said jokingly.

"President, you can learn from him." An Xiangqing pouted and said.

"Hahahaha......" Miao Yuexin patted An Xiangqing's back: "Where did I learn from him, I'm seriously asking you, can I discount it?" Quiet! Old! Board! ”

"President, you-" An Xiangqing was a little speechless, and hurriedly grabbed Jin Xinjia: "Eh, Xinjia, you come to judge, is Miao Yuexin a little too much!" ”

I saw Jin Xinjia nodding with a serious face: "That's it, Yuexin, this matter is wrong with you!" ”

"Huh?" The three people, including An Xiangqing, looked at Jin Xinjia with puzzled expressions.

"If you get a 5% discount, Boss An will lose it."

"Hahaha......"

An Xiang glanced at the three of them innocently: "Yes, you three, I remember!" ”

"No kidding, though." An Naile hugged An Xiangqing: "To be honest, you can give me a few discounts at most." ”

"you!" An Xiangqing pushed An Naile aside.

"Hahahahaha......"

At night, An Xiangqing took off his clothes and lay on the bed: "I'm so tired!" ”

Someone next to him suddenly hugged him: "How tired?" ”

An Xiangqing was startled, turned his head to look, and saw An Naile lying beside him, looking at himself with a "charming" face.

"I'll go." An Xiangqing breathed a sigh of relief: "You scared me, why don't you go back to your room, why are you coming to me?" ”

"I have something to ask you." Anelle suddenly asked very seriously.

"What's the matter?" An Xiangqing said with his back to An Naile.

"You ......" Anel hesitated a little: "How much discount can you give us?" ”

"Roll !!!" An roared angrily at An Naile of the Qing Dynasty.

"No, no, no, no kidding." Anelle smiled and said, "Actually, I want to ask you...... Do you like Jin Xinjia or Jing Yalts now? ”

"I ......" An Xiangqing suddenly said a little speechless: "I, I don't know ......"

"Well...... "Anelle nodded slowly: "Okay, you go to bed early." With that, he left An Xiangqing's room.

The moonlight shone in through the window, shining on a boy sitting on the windowsill, his deep eyes looking out of the window, his eyes full of confusion.

Taking off the mask of hypocrisy in the morning, he covered his face, and his current identity was ......

After thinking about it, he stepped down from the windowsill, turned on the night light, sat down at the table, took a key from the pen holder, opened a bookcase on the table, took out a notebook from it, and wrote......

Recently, it is very contradictory, I seem to have fallen into the intersection of two eras, the intersection of the two identities of An Yingning and An Xiangqing. I used to be An Xiangqing during the day, and An Yingning at night, but now, life seems to be chaotic, and I ......

In the quiet room, there was only the "rustle" sound of An Xiangqing lifting the pen and writing on the paper.

In the middle of the night, An Xiangqing put down the oil pen, only to hear a "pop", the night light was turned off, and the room returned to darkness......

"Smack!" A beam of fire came out of the lighter, and after a flash in the pan, there was only a little flame of cigarettes in the room, which lit up from time to time, and the choking smoke of cigarettes spit out from An Xiangqing's mouth......

He was thinking, thinking about the past, thinking about the present, thinking about the future......

Among the four people, An Xiangqing is the luckiest, and among the four people, An Yingning is the most unlucky.

He put the notebook back in the cupboard, and put the key into the pen holder, and when the pen holder was reset, the boy returned to the window, looking at the silent earth outside the window, and only then could he think about his sins.

"What should I do?" He said to himself, but whether this "he" is An Yingning or An Xiangqing, no one knows, and maybe even he doesn't know.

Back on the bed, I subconsciously went to dig out the cigarette case in my pocket, but the cigarette box was already empty, sighed, threw the cigarette case on the ground, and closed my eyes......

After twenty minutes, the boy sat up irritably from the bed and scratched his head until his hair was messy.

"Insomnia again......" said the boy, who had been suffering from insomnia every day since he had participated in the competition, walked to the desk, took the key from the pen holder, and opened the bookcase.

However, this time he took out not a notebook, but a dusty photo album.

The boy patted the album with his right hand, and the dust flew everywhere under the action of inertia.

The boy took the album, turned on the night light, and turned the first page, which was a picture of three people, and there was also an identical one in Annais's house.

Because the photo is protected by the book cover, it is not stained with a little dust, but the red mark on it seems to be ...... It's blood.

Suddenly a few tears fell on the smiling face of the photo, and the boy gently stroked the photo and stroked the face of the girl in the photo: "IELTS ......"

The boy flipped through the next one, and the next one was ...... Until the whole book was flipped through, the photo on it was of a girl, and the girl's name was "Jing IELTS"!

"IELTS, IELTS ......" the boy cried as he hugged the photo album.

In another room, An Naile was talking to Miao Yuexin on the phone.

"So why did An Xiangqing become like this later?"

"That's because ......" Annelle glanced at the confined bedroom door: "...... three years ago"