05. Ome is a bamboo horse

Grief flows backwards, and I don't care for anyone.

"How did you get out of school so fast today?"

A phone call in the middle of the night broke the silence of the night.

In a clean and simple room, Mu Shao leaned against the wall, looking out the window, and he turned his phone on hands-free.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the night sky is pitch black. The inky sky is like a velvety night, and the few stars are scattered in the night sky, and the faint blue starlight appears from time to time.

"What's wrong?" Mu Shao's voice echoed in this quiet space, cold and clear.

"Before the people of the Youth League Committee finished speaking, you said that there was something to do." It was Yu Ran who called, "The head teacher asked me to tell you not to forget to prepare a speech for the graduation ceremony of the third year of junior high school. ”

"Those people are tired of hearing just a few words over and over again." Mu Shao's voice was faint, it seemed to contain a little cool thin light, careless but just the right leisure.

"Don't make excuses." The voice on the other end of the phone had a teasing smile, "Did you go to find Yin Luo?" ”

"Hmm." Mu Shao himself didn't notice that when he heard Yin Luo's name, there was tenderness in his heavy and clear eyes.

"When are you free? Go to KTV to play. ”

Mu Shao hooked the corners of his lips, "No, I'm not going." ”

"Of course, it's after the high school entrance examination, why don't you go to a group of people to spoil the fun......" Yu Ran deliberately dragged out his tail tone, and his tone was stalking.

Mu Shao frowned and thought for a while, "Forget it, I'll go, you remember not to drink." His brow furrowed.

"Bring Yin Luo over too." Yu Ran's voice is clean, and it seems to have a bit of rebellion unique to boys of this age.

"Let's talk about it." The corners of Mu Shao's mouth rose, and his voice was warm, "Jing Ze will go too, right?" ”

"yes, you have to take him." Over there, Yu Ran seemed to be smiling, and you can imagine how beautiful it is for a somewhat rebellious teenager to squint his eyes and smile with the corners of his lips bent.

Listen to your favorite song quietly, and watch it from a distance for those you like.

Just after physical education class, a boy wearing silver stud earrings gently picked his lips and took a bottle of water in his right hand to find Yin Luo in the classroom.

Yu Ran, a rebellious teenager known at school.

"He asked me to give it to you." Yu Ran put one hand diagonally in his pocket, and put the pure water on Yin Luo's table with the other.

Several girls in the class looked at each other curiously, and even the boys inevitably whispered.

"Speaking of Yin Luo, ......" The corners of Yu Ran's lips rose, and his smile did not mean a little provocation, and one of his arms was propped up on the table, with the rebelliousness and directness unique to this age, "Someone has confessed to Mu Shao again." ”

Yin fell into the vertical grid of the last word written in the notebook, took the correction tape and erased some of it, looked up and said, "Then?" ”

"Then Yin Luo, shouldn't you have a sense of crisis?" The smile on the corner of Yu Ran's mouth deepened, with a little uninhibited and casual rebellion.

"A sense of crisis is built on mistrust." Yin Luo's fingers stuck some of the correction tapes that had fallen off, and he rubbed it off with his eyes down, but he felt that something had moved in his heart.

Yu Ran didn't say anything more until Jing Ze appeared at the door of the classroom, and he left with Jing Ze, and the two seemed to be inseparable all along.

Mu Li, who finished writing and reading in English, glanced at the label of the bottle of water on Yin Luo's desktop.

"Mu Shao bought it for you?"

"Hmm."

Makiko rarely drinks alcohol, and almost exclusively drinks pure water.

He said that the color of the clear, clean liquid that bubbled out in the light was beautiful.