Angel stayed at my house for a week.

Throughout, his mother never said a word to him—nor to me.

She lay in bed all day, occasionally floating from the bedroom to the kitchen like a ghost, and then went back to lying down with a little belly.

For a few days at my house, I followed Angel out every day.

Sometimes I go to a bookstore, sometimes I go to a video game or an Internet café...... We even watched two unappetizing Chinese New Year movies and went to the crowded amusement park four times.

The day Angel was going home, I was a little depressed.

I'm not him, I won't sing alone, I won't go to the movies alone.

When he was gone, my mother and I were the only two people left in the suffocating house.

Once again, I felt like I had nowhere to go.

Fortunately, the winter vacation of the sophomore year of high school is not long. Within a few days, I was back at school.

Angel is still my diagonal table, my diagonal roommate.

It's just that in the self-study class, he will become my tablemate.

He often discussed logarithmic functions with me and was fascinated by the mathematical maze of mirror mappings.

When it was time to eat, he would take me to the small restaurant outside the school to order food. He would always stress that I should not put ingredients in my meals that I didn't like.

Although the food outside the school is easy to eat, it is always a little more expensive; I have a limited purse, and occasionally I will convince Angel to go to the cafeteria with me.

After the evening self-study, we will go back to the dormitory together. We are all people who are obsessed with taking a shower in the "shower", and occasionally we will fight for a few innocuous words in line one after another.

A week passed, and one night, Xu Zhi looked at me with strange eyes: "Kang Rong, why are you so good with An Qi that you wear a pair of pants recently?" ”

I also found it a little incredible, thinking back to the traces of Angel in my life in just a few months.

An Qi also happened to hear this, and replied to Xu Zhi with a smile: "We are not only good enough to wear a pair of pants, but also good enough to wear a pair of underwear and sleep in a bed, what is your opinion?" ”

To others, this is probably an exaggerated joke. But it's all true......

"No opinion, no opinion," Xu Zhi smiled dryly, "I'm just weird, Kang Rong has nothing to say to anyone, you are similar, two stuffy goods, it's really ...... to be so good together."

"What is it?" Angel asked Xu Zhi, but her eyes kept staring at me. I guess my face is hot.

"It's really ......" Xu Zhigan laughed for a long time, and finally squeezed out a sentence, "It really smells like it." ”

"Stinky for your size!" An Qi had a quarrel with Xu Zhi again.

I don't know why, but when I hear Angel speak in that tone, I want to laugh.

It's not because he's ridiculous, it's just that the corners of his mouth naturally go up when he hears that voice.

By the end of the week, Angel went home. Xu Zhi and I studied together in the classroom.

The cold wind was howling outside, and the bamboo groves outside the classroom were swaying.

There was a girl sitting by the window in the third row. With a long ponytail and a delicate back, he is struggling to write.

I suddenly thought of a name - Ye Mengjia. I was a little curious about what she looked like, so I did something very boring - I "borrowed" homework from her.

This is indeed a quiet and beautiful girl, no wonder Angel thinks I am interesting to her.

Unexpectedly, Ye Mengjia generously lent me her homework.

Her voice is as crisp as a oriole, and her movements are as light as ballet.

It's the first time I've dealt with a girl so closely, and I'm as shy as a girl.

Back in his seat, Xu Zhi teased me: "Kang Rong, did you take the wrong medicine?" ”

I stared at Ye Mengjia's beautiful handwriting, thinking of Anqi's unaesthetic handwriting on my "Lao She Anthology".

Xu Zhi reached out and touched my forehead again: "Kang Rong, have you changed sex?" Sichun? ”

I slapped his hand away, walked to the public phone booth, and dialed Angel's number.

"Hello?" Angel was very lively.

"Angel, it's me." I suddenly felt like I was making a bit of a fuss and my voice was weak.

"Kang Rong?" Angel's voice softened again, "What's wrong?" ”

"It's nothing, it's just ......" I hesitated for a moment, thinking that it was too hypocritical to say "I just want to call", so I changed my words: "I just remembered one thing." ”

"What's the matter?"

"I know who Ye Mengjia is."

"What?"

"I said, you asked me if I liked Ye Mengjia that day, didn't I know who she was at that time? I saw her when I was just studying on my own. She sat by the window. I didn't look in that direction, I looked at the bamboo forest outside the classroom. I said it in one go.

"What?" Angel still didn't understand.

"Forget it, it's nothing, I'll go back."

"Hey, Kang Rong, don't hang up," Angel called out to me, "What are you doing with bamboo?" Are you particularly possessed by the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Forest? ”

I was speechless.

"You called just to tell me this?" Angel asked again.

"yes, I'll call you when I think of it."

In the next second, Angel laughed on the other side of the phone and became mentally retarded.

I also giggled for a long time.