In spring, the flowers bloom and the birds are free

I'm still waiting, waiting for my love

Come back soon

Always pretend to be casual passing by outside your door

Looking forward to your beautiful figure coming from afar

My angel, my love, is not afraid of wind and sun for you

It's just that fate is so arranged

Only the street lamp and it laughed at me

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One evening, when Qianqian came home from school, the Lan Bing house next door was noisy, and Qianqian put the books into the house, and heard Yang Ling's voice arguing in the back.

Yang Ling and Zhiming went directly to Lan Bing's house after learning, and a few people made a stereo and let Xianqi go at the door "Spring Flowers Will Bloom", the audio line was always poorly accepted, Yang Ling asked Lan Bing: "What's the matter?" ”

"I don't know!" Lan Bing fiddled back and forth, he debugged for a long time, and finally said, "It's okay!" ”

"Wang Qianqian should be back!" Yang Ling glanced at Zhiming, who was standing on the side, and Zhiming looked at the speaker and was silent. "Let's put on "Lovelorn Front Alliance"!"

"Hmm!"

"We care so much about her but are completely erased by her, the more it hurts, the more sad she will never get an answer, what the hell does she think should she continue to speculate, or should she forget about it all." Yang Ling sat on a dilapidated stool and sang silently.

Lan Bing packed up the stereo and asked Yang Ling: "The girl next door is your classmate?" ”

"Hmm!" Yang Ling re-tuned the song "Cinderella", amplified the sound of the stereo a little more, and then crossed Erlang's leg and said, "People are the people Zhiming likes." ”

Lan Bing listened and stood next to him and stopped responding, he suddenly felt that Yang Ling and they were playing with him, maybe it was to play a song for Wang Qianqian, Lan Bing felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, but he didn't say anything. He planned to let go of the girl next door from now on, and several people played noisily until late.

Sitting in the yard of his house, listening to the constant singing in the backyard, he felt very annoyed. How can you hear Yang Ling's voice everywhere you go, Zhiming should be with him, the bell of the bicycle at the door of the house rings every night, endlessly, and the song of the Lan Bing family, hey, the ghost is not gone!

Yang Ling's brother used to keep bringing back some tapes from the video store, and Yang Ling's home often played Ren Xianqi's songs during school hours, and Zhiming listened to and sang with him. Now he has moved the listening venue to Lan Bing's house, the neighbor next door to Qianqian's house, and Lan Bing's attitude towards Qianqian has gradually become estranged.

Yang Ling once told Lan Bing when he was repairing the radio: "Ming'er likes shallowness, he doesn't think about eating for this, and the whole person has lost a lot of weight." ”

"Why didn't he say anything to Wang Qianqian?"

"Wang Qianqian's temper!" Yang Ling smiled, "This is a matter for the two of them, I am only neutral, not mixed." They were talking about Lan Bing's father coming back, and Yang Ling said hello and said, "Uncle is back?" ”

"Hmm!"

"Then let's go!"

"Hmm!"

"Let's eat here!" Lan Bing's father conceded.

"Nope." Yang Ling stood up and followed Zhiming to the door, he turned around and said to Lan Bing's father: "Let's go, uncle!" ”

"Well, it's okay to play!"

"Good!"

Lan Bing sent them out of the door and closed the door, Ke Ke and Ke Zhen played at Qianqian's house, and they haven't come back yet. He thought about it for a moment and went home to cook.

Yang Ling and Zhiming stood outside when they passed by Qianqian's house, constantly fiddling with the bell of the bicycle, and saying something, they stayed outside Qianqian's house for a long time before talking and laughing and slowly walked away.

Qianqian sat in the room and thought: Yang Ling, let's go! Jiming is also gone!

Yang Ling and Zhiming were riding bicycles along the Hutong Road of Qianqian's house, when they rode to the main road, the lights were a little bright, Yang Ling let go of his hands and only left two legs to pedal the bicycle, he was pedaling while humming "Outside the Window", Zhiming sat behind and said with some concern: "Be careful, don't turn over." ”

"No, I believe in my brother's technology."

The guard rode another bicycle, and he looked at his cousin with a smile on his buckteeth. Wang Pengfei sat on the back seat of his bicycle, and he said with difficulty while riding: "Wang Pengfei is a pig, such a big man still asked me to take you, and I will take you directly to the ditch and drink tap water later." ”

"Okay, let's go drink."

"Hey, what about your brother, Pengfei?" Yang Ling suddenly remembered something and asked him.

"Where's at home?" Wang Pengfei replied. "What, what's the matter?"

"It's okay, just ask."

"Hey, I said Yang Ling, I found that you are very cheap, very cheap?" Wang Pengfei suddenly damaged him.

"You're cheap!"

"Isn't it? How did you meet that blue ice? Wang Pengfei did not relent.

"Fix the radio know, what's wrong."

"Not much. I just don't think you're that familiar with that blue ice. ”

"Unfamiliar? Buddy, I am naturally familiar with each other, and I will be familiar with whoever I meet once or twice. ”

"Hahaha...... This guy is cheap! Wang Pengfei and Zhiming laughed.

"Zhiming, when will you confess to others." The guards asked him.

"Did I say I'm going to confess?"

"Pretend, continue to pretend in front of other girls!"

"Hey, don't say it, it's better not to say it." Yang Ling interjected, he withdrew his raised arms, put his two hands back on the car and said, "The king of the province slapped you?" ”

"Hahaha......"

"That girl is fierce when she sees everyone, but she sees Ming'er like the water of the West Lake meets the fire, how quiet and quiet it is."

"So, Wang Qianqian won't necessarily murder him."

"Then you try?"

"People know what to try? Who in the school doesn't know this! ”

"I guess people still don't look down on you? Be with Yang Ling all day long! Wang Pengfei said.

"Don't tease Ming'er, say something else." Yang Ling stopped the conversation.

"Hey, I said your broken radio is like an urn, how many years have you bought it?" Wang Pengfei asked Yang Ling.

"I don't know, my brother bought it. He bought it when he was in school, and my dad beat him up for it. ”

"Why?"

"That's part of the cost of the books."

"Haha...... It's time to play. A few of them talked all the way, and finally stopped at the door of Yang Ling's house. Wang Pengfei stopped at the door and said, "I'm going home, don't you two stay at Yang Ling's house at night?" ”

"Of course." Yang Ling stopped the bicycle, looked at Wang Pengfei and said, "Why don't you live here too, and squeeze with your brothers." ”

"No, I'd better go home." Wang Pengfei pedaled on his bicycle and disappeared into the dark night.

"Why don't you go home and tell your mother about moving next door to my house, the aunt next door is not at home and the house is empty?"

"You can think about it." Wang Pengfei's voice was loud, and Yang Ling and the others heard it clearly. At this time, Yang Ling's father was sitting in the courtyard, he smoked a cigarette and asked his son, "Where did you go to play again?" ”

"I went to Lan Bing's house to fix the radio."

"Is it your brother's radio?"

"yes. That radio received badly. Yang Ling parked his bicycle and lied.

"Ming'er and Weijun, you have to study hard, don't learn from Yang Ling, this kid will have nothing to do in the future." Yang Ling's father sighed.

"Why did you say such depressing things as soon as you came back!" Yang Ling was not happy. Jiming patted him and said, "Don't say it." Yang Ling still wanted to say something, so he simply went to his room without looking back.

"Uncle, we slept." Zhiming turned around and said something to Yang Ling's father, he looked back at Yang Ling, the guy had already walked into his room and turned on the light.

"Well, wash and sleep!" Yang Ling's father lowered his head, and his mood was a little heavy.

"Hmm!"

At this moment, Yang Ling's room suddenly heard the sound of a conversation between him and his brother. "Surprise me, what are you doing?"

"Sleep!" Yang Ling's brother said lazily.

"Go to your house and sleep, Ming'er and the guards are here."

"Then let the guards sleep with me!"

"Whatever!"

Zhiming and the guards heard the conversation inside and followed in. Yang Ling saw Zhiming coming in, beckoned to him and said, "Come, my brother bought a new tape today, I'll show it to you." ”

"Bring it to me!"

"Look at your stinginess!" Yang Ling glanced at his brother and casually put the tape he had just gotten into the radio.

"I haven't had time to listen yet?"

"Let's listen together!"

"Who sang it?" Jiming asked.

"Zheng Zhihua." Yang Ling's brother put on his shoes and said: "Yang Ling, this kid urges me to buy him Zheng Zhihua's tapes every day, so I bought them back for him when I passed by the video store today." ”

"Ming'er likes to listen to sailors, let sailors go!" Yang Ling poured the tape, and Zheng Zhihua's slightly sad singing voice came out of the radio.

"What's wrong with Ming?" Yang Ling's elder brother Chen Yi asked Zhiming.

"Nope!" Zhiming laughed.

"Oh, yes. Isn't it almost your birthday, Ming'er? Yang Ling remembered something.

"Hmm!"

"Wait for your birthday buddy to celebrate your birthday!"

"Okay!" Jiming smiled.

A few people chatted for a while, and then washed and fell asleep under the urging of Yang Ling's father.

The next morning, Zhiming and Wei Jun had dinner at Yang Ling's house, Wang Pengfei and a few boys were shouting outside, and Yang Ling heard the voice and opened the door of his house. As soon as Wang Pengfei walked into the courtyard, he asked Yang Ling: "Did you say last night that the house next door to you was rented?" ”

"yes!" Yang Ling looked up at him and said, "The aunt next door and her husband went out to work and haven't come back for a few years." The aunt and his son don't want to live here, they don't want to rent it out. ”

"I'll go back and tell my mom, with my mobilization, I guess buddy I'm going to be your neighbor." Wang Pengfei said with a smile.

"Oops, who gave you such a big motivation to move the house."

"Of course it's you!"

"If I believe it, I'll vomit blood!"

"Don't talk nonsense, this guy just wants to be your neighbor." Wei Jun bared his big buckteeth to defend Wang Pengfei.

"Uh-huh, you want to be my neighbor." Yang Ling smiled and said, "When will you do ideological work for your mother and move the house over?" ”

"When my family's rent in the city is due, we'll move in."

"Good! Go to school ......"

"Let's go......" Wei Jun called out to a group of people pushing bicycles out of Yang Ling's house. A group of them, dressed in white shirts, walked through the village, through a poplar forest, and then came to the familiar crossroads.

"Just stop here!" Jiming stopped his bike and looked into the distance.

"Our Ming'er is going to wait for Wang Qianqian again!" Wei Jun said.

"Wait, wait!" Yang Ling is used to it. "Hey, did you come across the bridge on the other side?" Yang Ling suddenly pointed in the direction of the small stone bridge and said.

At this time, a group of boys from Tumanzi Village also came over, and they coaxed and said: "Yo, wait for the king to be shallow, do you want to be shameless, and stay at this crossroads every day." ”

"What the hell do you guys do?" Yang Ling scolded them.

"What are you angry about, just kidding!" The handsome leader said in the crowd that he was a scum of scum, and he said to the boys next to him, "Just stand here and play!" ”

At this time, Wang Qianqian and Xiaolin walked on the small stone bridge together, she was wearing a white doll collar shirt today, and a blue skirt on her lower body, she liked this blue skirt very much, fortunately, there were many clothes at home, and she couldn't wear it every day without changing the same thing. Xiao Lin looked at the intersection and said, "Shallow, look." ”

"What about them?" Shallow and lazy to pay attention. It's just that she wants to see Jiming, and the crowd is full of boys in white shirts, and she can't see anything, so she is a little disappointed.

When the boys saw Wang Qianqian coming over, they coaxed loudly, and their voices echoed in the air for a long time, and Wang Qianqian felt very numb when he listened. When passing through the intersection, Qianqian pulled Xiaolin and ran past the boys, and a shout and whistle sounded again in the boys' group. They followed and scattered behind, and there were also those who rode bicycles to overtake Wang Qianqian and Xiaolin, Wang Qianqian turned around, Zhiming and Yang Ling They didn't know when they had followed behind.