"Happy birthday."

"Happy Birthday ......"

-

Jiang Chuanyao's birthday was on the same day as her, which was something that Bai Mang did not expect.

The fact that she and he will become friends is even more accidental.

At night, Bai Mang did not return to the dormitory and stayed in Fang Zixin's apartment. On the way back, the two sat in the back seat together, Jiang Chuanyao was holding his mobile phone, and a message came in, which was sent by Zhou Yue: "Thank you, Brother Jiang." ”

Jiang Chuanyao turned off the screen of his mobile phone, thought about it, and asked the people around him: "Does Zhou Yue know him?" is also a native of Yuncheng, Yunchuan High School. ”

"Acquaintance, my high school classmates, alumni." Bai Mang thought of the barbecue stall that day, and Zhou Yue's name also blurted out from the mouth of the person named Da Xiong, and guessed that Jiang Chuanyao and Zhou Yue knew each other.

"You know Zhou Yue too, right?"

"I used to know his brother, Zhou Mingcheng." The deceased has passed away, and Jiang Chuanyao's tone is calm, as if he is talking about an old friend from many years ago.

"I know, is his ex-girlfriend named Shui Qianyao, the new wife of Zhao Yidong in Ning City." Bai Mang connects the information.

Jiang Chuanyao hummed: "It's not a girlfriend either, I was about to get my certificate at that time, and I was a fiancée, and I was already a nominal wife." ”

Bai Mang: "Zhao Gongzi is loved? ”

Jiang Chuanyao: "...... You can also count it like that. ”

Bai Mang said one more thing: "That day, you and Zhan Yu attended their wedding, and I had dinner with Lin Zhi and them next door." ”

Jiang Chuanyao: "This world is sometimes very small. ”

Bai Mang shook his head: "It's not small, it's more fateful for us." ”

Jiang Chuanyao coughed, subconsciously looked at her, and asked, "Are you really ...... So what do you think? ”

Bai Mang blinked and replied confidently: "Of course, otherwise how would we become friends." ”

Jiang Chuanyao sighed, paused, and agreed: "Yes, being able to be a friend is a rare fate." ”

"Then tell me how you and Zhou Mingcheng met?" For Zhou Yue's brother, she was inevitably curious.

Zhou Mingcheng is the same as her, a native of Yuncheng, from the teacher's description of Zhou Yue before, Zhou Mingcheng is not from a powerful family, and even his family is poor, and the family relationship is still broken, how can he know someone like Jiang Chuanyao. Is it on the game? After all, from Da Meng's mouth, Zhou Mingcheng played the game very well.

Jiang Chuanyao said slowly: "I know Zhou Mingcheng is a junior high school ......"

A junior high school summer vacation.

But, not in an online game.

Rather, it was in the playground of his school.

-

Jiang Chuanyao is a native of Ning City, but the primary school and junior high school are both residential schools, Zhong Ling is not allowed to see his activities at home, every time Jiang Xiaoxin comes over, and then let people take him back to Jiang's house.

He first attended a private school with full-time trusteeship, and although it was full-time, the school management was not strict. The children who stay in school during the summer vacation are either not in the country, or they are wild children who have no one to care about or even have an identity.

The only thing in common is that the family background is good.

He doesn't fit in with them, and he doesn't interact with people who have been in the school for a long time. The environment of private schools is very good, but the atmosphere is extremely bad, showing off wealth, fighting, bullying, ......

Zhong Ling left him inside to fend for himself, a group of bad boys leading a group of stupid children.

Some of these children are born to two mothers and three children, and some are just the products of the combination of family interests, and they were abandoned here because of the separation of interests.

There are also parents who go to jail for economic crimes, and their children are entrusted to relatives, who are thrown into this school.

Is there a kind of child who is destined to be unrecognized and unpopular from birth?

Yes. A lot.

Most of their schools are almost all of them.

Zhou Mingcheng is not from their school, Jiang Chuanyao met him during the summer vacation.

The children who continue to be in this school during the summer vacation are the worst, and those whose parents are doing business abroad will return to China to take their children abroad for most of the summer vacation.

The summer vacation is still in school, and most of them are children who don't think about it.

They are not missed, they are not remembered, and no relatives or friends will come to visit them. Expensive schools and living expenses are automatically entered into the school on a regular basis every year. They are faced only with teachers and life managers.

A dormitory with a life manager, assigned to a gentle personality, thank goodness; Assigned to the irascible personality, dormitory life is full of fireworks.

Jiang Chuanyao smoked in junior high school, and when he was in elementary school, the older children in the dormitory on the same floor stuffed a dozen cigarette butts into his mouth, and when he reached junior high school, he pressed them down and burned their necks with lit cigarette butts.

After that, no one dared to bully him.

Of course, he had no friends.

Jiang Chuanyao can know Zhou Mingcheng, and it is Zhou Mingcheng who sneaks into this closed school to play.

I don't know how Zhou Mingcheng made friends with those people, maybe it's boring. The closed-end private school was located on the outskirts of Ningshi's Xicheng, which at the time was still a large area of barren farmland.

Across the barren, there is the cheapest rental farmhouse opposite. It should be the cheapest house that can be rented in Ning City at that time.

Zhou Mingcheng rented there.

At that time, a group of the most arrogant and domineering senior children in the school formed a basketball team. Zhou Mingcheng sneaked in every day and played with them.

The children who are not loved develop very quickly, they are all over one meter eight in the third year of junior high school, Zhou Mingcheng is older than them, and he is a little shorter than them.

However, Zhou Mingcheng played well.

They gave Zhou Mingcheng a nickname: Zhou Dasha.

Zhou Mingcheng knew that he had this nickname, so he climbed the wall every day to come in to play, and brought them some fried skewers and grilled buns outside the school. Not only does he play well, but he also has a good temper.

Only once, I don't know what contradictions happened, from pushing each other to fighting.

The boy who came out of this school is either not very smart and has a good heart, or he is strong and has a bad brain. The common denominator is that they are all bad-tempered.

They beat Zhou Mingcheng hard, a student from another school, and the school will not deal with them if they are beaten.

More than a dozen people, beating a Zhou Mingcheng, punching and kicking, and before finally leaving, they took off Zhou Mingcheng's sneakers and threw them into the stinky garbage can.

The whole time, Jiang Chuanyao sat on the steps opposite the playground, listening to the song, looking indifferently, and after seeing Zhou Mingcheng being beaten, Zhou Mingcheng got up from the ground.

The person who bullied Zhou Mingcheng left early with a song in high spirits.

Zhou Mingcheng limped to retrieve his shoes from the trash can, and then came to the pool barefoot, he looked a little happy. Humming an out-of-tune tune, he cleans the stains from the surface of his sneakers and happily puts them back on his feet.

The man who took the lead in humiliating him has left school because his parents are bankrupt and cannot afford the expensive tuition.

A week later, Zhou Mingcheng, who had been taught a lesson, came to play at school again.

Finally, once he couldn't help but walk down the steps and asked Zhou Mingcheng, who had not left for a long time: "Why did you come to this place to play." ”

Zhou Mingcheng showed a bright smile: "Because it's fun here, you are all very energetic." ”

This ghost place, for the first time, someone here said it was fun, and it was the first time that someone said that they were energetic.

"I think it's more fun." He returned to Zhou Mingcheng.

was obviously not good, and Zhou Mingcheng's smile at him was even brighter: "Thank you, brother, I'm just a very interesting person." ”

The understanding of yin and yang, two people who are completely unrelated, became friends again and again.

Zhou Mingcheng is five years older than him, he is thirteen years old, and Zhou Mingcheng is just an adult.

-

"What kind of person is Zhou Mingcheng?" Bai Mang still can't feel Zhou Mingcheng's specific character.

"A fool." Jiang Chuanyao sat in the back seat and said disgustedly.

Bai Mang asked rhetorically: "Then the friends who have taken care of Zhou Mingcheng for all these years, as well as his younger brother Zhou Yue." ”

Jiang Chuanyao added: "He is a good person. ”

Bai Mang: "Just because he's a good person?" ”

"Good people have times when they are shameless." Jiang Chuanyao tugged at his mouth, "He died, and he inherited his friends to me." ”

Bai Mang listened to it funny, and praised Jiang Chuanyao by the way: "Then you are also a good person." ”

Jiang Chuanyao: "I'm not. ”

He's not a good guy and he doesn't want to be a good guy.

Knowing Zhou Mingcheng was a pure accident. But in those years, he did thank Zhou Mingcheng from the bottom of his heart.

He stayed in the school in the cage, and the only person who would come to visit him was Zhou Mingcheng.

Every time Zhou Mingcheng came to see him, he brought him some food outside the school.

Zhou Mingcheng occasionally looks like a little brother full of positive energy, with a bright smile; Occasionally, it's like a chattering daddy, and there's a lot of chicken soup for the soul.

A man who lives in the hope of self-deception.

"It doesn't matter what school you're in, you have a school. Study hard, and you'll be free when you get into high school. ”

"It's good when you're an adult, and you can choose the life you want when you're an adult."

"Jiang Chuanyao, we are all people who are not very popular with this world, so we must be more ambitious, and one day, we will change the world, and the world will definitely praise us! When the time comes, I'll scold the world—

Grass you uncle! Lao Tzu is the most handsome! ”

……

I'm sorry that ambitious fool died five years ago.

Twenty-three years old.

-

The car was parked at the Lanting Apartment in the university town.

The night is thick, sporadic street lights, speeding cars.

Before Bai Mang stepped out of the car, he held the car door with both hands, bent over, and said to Jiang Chuanyao inside: "If you don't mind, wait for me for five minutes, and I'll go up and get something down." ”

Jiang Chuanyao sat inside, the dim light of the carriage, and the eyebrows and eyes he looked at were incredibly handsome, flashing a little light.

"Don't mind. I'll wait for you. He agreed, the tip of his throat rolling slightly.

Jiang Chuanyao, who has always been cold and lazy to people, tonight, he looks gentle no matter what time it is.

Since they are friends, there is no reason for him to unilaterally give her gifts.

-

Fang Zixin's two-room apartment made room for her. Everything that can't be put in the dormitory is put in it.

Bai Mang found a pair of fully packaged table tennis rackets from a storage box.

She doesn't have anything particularly precious and can get her hands on, but this table tennis racket is relatively valuable-

Because there is one of her favorite female table tennis players, a female athlete who won a Grand Slam championship, and personally left her an autograph and blessing.

She protects this table tennis racket very well, but it has been treasured for a long time and looks a little old.

Bai Mang quickly went downstairs again.

-

Jiang Chuanyao had already gotten out of the car, and the man was standing under a street lamp. The light shrouded his lonely and proud figure with half a minute of tenderness.

Bai Mang took the table tennis racket, walked up to Jiang Chuanyao, and gave the gift a little seriously.

"This is my birthday present to you."

Jiang Chuanyao lowered his head and glanced at it: "...... Is it a table tennis racket? ”

"It has the signature of XX on it, a very admirable athlete." She explained proudly, mainly for fear of being disliked.

Jiang Chuanyao understood and said, "...... That's precious. His hand was already reaching over, and he naturally accepted the signed table tennis racket she had given him for his birthday.

Bai Mang looked modest, looked up and said, "The birthday gift you gave me is not cheap." ”

Although, there is also a suspicion of making up orders.

But the blessing is real, she got a very precious blessing from Jiang Chuanyao, so she gave him her treasured table tennis racket.

She doesn't have a collector's penchant, but she keeps whatever she thinks is important.

Jiang Chuanyao looked at the well-packaged table tennis racket again, and before he opened it, he had already opened his mouth and said, "Thank you, I like it very much." ”

The tone is clear, with a slight drunkenness in the late night breeze, which is particularly clear.

"Goodbye." Bai Mang took two steps back and waved his hand.

“…… Good bye. ”

Jiang Chuanyao stood in place, waiting for Bai Mang to walk into the apartment again before turning to leave.

Qinghui passed through the clouds, a half-full moon, floating in the deep canopy of the sky in panic, looking up, bright and white, proud and deserted.

-

In this world, there may really be the emotion of "don't fight, don't know each other".

She and Jiang Chuanyao can become friends, and there will definitely be good weather tomorrow.

Late at night, Bai Mang lay on the bed and changed Jiang Chuanyao's remarks to his name, and then pulled him into his few friend groups.

Fang Zixin returned to Ning City two days ago and slept alone in the loft apartment. In the crowd of three, Da Meng asked her when she would return to Ning City?

Bai Mang didn't plan to go to Ning City, but decided to go back to Cloud City tomorrow.

-

At noon the next day, I put on my backpack and was about to board the bus in Yuncheng, when Fang Zixin called.

It's stumbling, and it's hard to face, and one thing is stated-

"Mang'er...... Our dad was detained. ”