Lin Weichi was lying by the window of the commissary listening to Peking Opera, and the old man who opened the commissary was lazily curled up in a narrow chair.

The weather is getting colder and colder, and the old people are frail, and they are wearing more clothes than they are young people, and they seem to have difficulty moving.

"I want to buy a bag of potato chips." The old man didn't hear it, his cloudy eyes looked at Lin Weichi and smiled, and he didn't know what the old man had experienced when he was young, with dark skin, his face was rough as if he had opened up a hill, and he smiled very slowly.

The cracked mouth is a blackened tooth that has been smoking for many years.

Qi Yang took out the money and put it on the table, he remembered that once, Qi Jianshe and Yang Guo quarreled, and when he came out of the house crying, this grandfather was not so lazy.

This grandfather sits at the window, always with a row of snacks in front of him, and a rack with cigarettes.

The face under the gray hair was rough, but the memory was blurry enough to be omitted, and the spirit of old age still remained in every move.

Time is really a terrible thing, Qi Yang showed it to the old man when he found the change from the box, he nodded, signaling that he knew.

The old man hugged his clothes and nodded, Qi Yang felt that he could fall asleep if there was no one here.

In his distant memory, he could still look at the date on the snack with reading glasses, even the back of his ear could bring his ear close to you, and he could ask forcefully, "Huh?" Say what? Be louder! ”

Qi Yang watched Lin Weichi tear open the package and make a crisp sound.

Lin Weichi brought the potato chips to his mouth, and he did not refuse, and the cucumber-flavored potato chips were chewed by him.

He remembered that at that time, he had just entered elementary school, and at that time, he saw that everyone was older than him, and everyone felt that he was powerful and unsurpassable.

Lin Weichi also chewed potato chips and asked, "What are you looking at?" ”

Lin Weichi turned his head to look behind Qi Yang's line of sight, the commissary had been open since they could remember it as children, and the old man seemed to be there forever.

In the past, she thought that this old man was a snack keeper.

"Will he still be there when we leave?" Qi Yang said this lightly.

Lin Weichi held the potato chips, an irrepressible sadness poured into her heart, and she looked up at Qi Yang's side face.

...

The afternoon self-study class was extremely boring, and Chu Cheng, Yao Zhi and Xu Jing wanted to call Lin Weichi when they teamed up to play games.

"Don't do it, take a break." Chu Cheng showed the phone screen to Lin Weitai.

Lin Weichi looked confused: "Huh? ”

Lin stopped writing after copying the stem of the last question.

Qi Yang raised his eyes and glanced at Lin Weichi, Lin Weichi was almost sleepy, and he happened to play a game to relieve his boredom: "But I'm not very good at it......"

"It's okay," Chu Cheng smiled, they used to team up with Xu Jing's former tablemates, but today he couldn't find anyone when he slept, and they didn't want to match passers-by, "Just make a head." ”

Lin Weichi also wanted to relax and nodded.

Qi Yang pursed his lips and wrote his homework without saying a word, but the pen power of writing became greater and greater.

Lin Weichi's voice was very small, but he heard it very clearly in his ears.

"If it's okay, you just follow me, and if someone beats you, I'll help you fight back." Qi Yang knew that Chu Cheng was talking about things in the game, but he felt very awkward when he listened to it, and there was anger hidden in the awkwardness.

Qi Yang listened, feeling that every sentence he wrote was incomprehensible, crooked, and with Chu Cheng's laughter.

And in fact, Chu Cheng's laughter did come.

He gritted his teeth, trying to isolate all sounds, the number Xu Jing said, Yao Zhi turned his head to look at what Lin Weichi said, and he didn't need to look to know that Chu Cheng was raising the corners of his mouth and saying big things.

It looks so harmonious that it doesn't seem to be like words.

"Good son!" Qi Yang's hand paused, and he raised his head to look at the homework written by the section representatives on the blackboard.

"Half of your blood is mine, and you will always be my son of Qi Jian."

"You're looking me for a man!"

"Look, I'll see which man is so obsessed with you."

"Take him away? No way! ”

“......”

Qi Yang took a deep breath, his face turned pale in an instant, and when he stood up, he felt that his eyes were blooming.

The ears seemed to be filled with water, and the muffled sound included the sound of Qi Jianjian hitting Yang Guo, the noise of pounding the door, and the sound of indiscriminate chopping of meat......

There was a sound of vomiting in the toilet, and Qi Yang was trembling as he propped up the sink.

He turned on the faucet and forced himself to stop thinking about it, and he shivered all over his body as the cold water hit his face.

"Give." When the voice sounded, Qi Yang looked at the person standing beside him with horror in his eyes.

Qi Yang swallowed his saliva, and a drop of water hung down on the edge of his reddened eye sockets, not knowing if it was tears or water from the faucet.

Qi Yang trembled and took the paper in Chen Xiangtao's hand.

"Take you somewhere." Chen Xiangtao patted him on the shoulder.

The roof of the teacher's building is still tightly locked. The students don't like to come to this kind of place where the teacher haunts from time to time, but Chen Xiangtao is willing and has certain lock-picking skills.

Qi Yang watched Chen Xiangtao smoothly pick open the lock hanging on the door, and couldn't find anything to say for a while.

There are still people who come here often, and as you can see from the cigarette butts and mineral water bottles, the wind is a bit strong, and he puts his hand in the pocket of his school uniform.

When Chen Xiangtao handed him the cigarette, he hesitated, but still took it and pinched it in his hand.

He didn't expect that he would be able to go to the rooftop with Chen Xiangtao to smoke one day, nor did he expect that his disgust for Chen Xiangtao had disappeared now.

He looked at the stain on the front of Chen Xiangtao's school uniform.

Chen Xiangtao also looked down and smiled: "Do you remember this?" ”

Although he wanted to forget, Qi Yang still nodded.

Qi Yang remembered that the stain was his own blood on his body, and it was stained by the wounds from the fight.

"You are really ruthless," Chen Xiangtao looked at the sky, threw the cigarette on the ground and stepped on it, "You, when you fight, you don't show mercy to the other party at all, whether it's the person who said the wrong thing, or Ye Yichen, if you don't pull it, you can make people hospitalized." ”

Qi Yang's eyes were straight.

"Qi Yang," Chen Xiangtao stood in front of him, "Just be drunk that day, don't take it seriously, don't blame you for this, I don't think there's anything to do." You have to keep it right, it's not easy to meet someone who likes you and likes yourself. ”

"Brother Tao, I just want you to be good." Chen Xiangtao frowned.

The wind stabbed his face, and Qi Yang's face hurt too, he lit a cigarette, smelled the tobacco and squinted at the scene downstairs.

Everyone wants to be good, but everyone can't.

"Qi Yang, Brother Tao will tell you a condition," Chen Xiangtao raised his eyebrows, "If you are serious, be bold, if you are not serious, I will stalk you to death." ”

Qi Yang took two steps back with a cigarette in his mouth.

Chen Xiangtao smiled lightly.

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