Wednesday, September 25.

In the early morning, the sky will be bright, and the sky will be misty with the white belly of the fish.

Lu An suddenly opened his eyes, and subconsciously raised his left hand to see, his wrist was empty, and there was no watch.

Turning over and glancing out the window, it was not yet dawn, and it was estimated that it was not yet 6 o'clock.

It's right to think about it, if it was past 6 o'clock, Li Dong at the opposite door and Ye Run at the end of the alley would have come over to call him.

In the past few years, the three of them went to school together in the morning, and returned to Guifei Lane together after self-study in the evening.

It is precisely because of the two male classmates accompanying her that Ye Run's mother is not worried about her daughter's safety.

After washing up, Lu An, who was thinking about buying an alarm clock, walked out of the yard, and looked around the door number of No. 8 Guifei Lane, but the door was not open.

Then I turned around and glanced at the number 12 at the end of the alley, and the lights were not yet on.

Yes, I woke up early, and the two classmates haven't gotten up yet.

Too lazy to wait, Lu An stretched his long waist with both hands, and then spent 5 cents to buy two meat buns at the mouth of the alley for the first time, I really didn't want to cook, a luxury.

There was breakfast at school, but it was after half past seven, and he was feeling very hungry now.

The bun is white, big and round, and when you bite into it, there is still a lot of juice, and the taste buds explode and the aftertaste is endless.

Phew, he just doesn't like meat, he likes to eat meat.

"Luan."

Suddenly there was a shout from behind him, accompanied by an iron weapon on his left shoulder.

Lu An subconsciously turned around, and then a bright boning knife dangled in front of his eyebrows, thinking that it was the back of this thing that knocked him just now.

Taking a step back, Lu An looked at Liao Shiqi and asked, "Go to the hotel so early?" ”

Liao Shiqi turned her head to look at him silently, and asked for a long time: "Why are you so willing today?" It's the first time I've seen you spend money on steamed buns. ”

After many years, Lu An didn't have much impression of the first and second years of high school, and instinctively said: "Can't you, I haven't eaten steamed buns in your eyes?" ”

Liao Shiqi said matter-of-factly: "You have eaten, but you never spend money, you eat Ye Run's buns." ”

Then she thought about it seriously, and then changed her words: "Ye Run doesn't seem to have a bun." ”

Lu An, who was swallowing a bun, heard this, and almost spat out the old blood, and finally swallowed the food in his esophagus.

He said speechlessly: "At a young age, don't be weird, learn well." ”

"Oh..."

Liao Shiqi dragged a long note, then left, only walked a few steps and came back and asked, "Lu An, do you want to eat my buns?" ”

Lu An glanced at Xiao He at a very fast speed before revealing his sharp corners, and secretly said Amitabha.

The two knives in Liao Shiqi's hands gestured and hooked his mouth: "My skills in making steamed buns are good, and I won't charge you money." ”

Lu An didn't want to entangle with this kind of little girl, so she said directly: "Forget it, you worked hard to learn cooking, just to make money, I still eat Sister Qingchi's handmade wrap." ”

Liao Shiqi bit her lip, and after a while, she trotted up and asked, "The buns she made are delicious?" ”

Luan said, "It's delicious. ”

Liao Shiqi asked, "Have you eaten it?" ”

Lu An said, "Then do you need to ask?" ”

Luan is gone.

Liao Shiqi, who stopped under the camphor tree on the side of the road, stared at his back for a long time before muttering: "Lu An, I'm going to stab you." ”

Then she muttered again: "I'm going to stab all the women in Guifei Lane, and no one can get him." ”

After taking a few steps, she changed her mind: "No, I'm going to stab all the women in the world." ”

finally stopped at the crossroads, looking at the female workers who came and went to work in state-owned enterprises in the west of the city, Liao Shiqi was suddenly deflated:

"Forget it, it's too much, it's so hard."

The streets are full of bicycles running around.

Occasionally, a Santana passed through the crowd, more faceless than a Rolls-Royce in later generations, and when the car horn sounded, the men and women riding in front of them limped and scrambled to give way.

I hadn't seen this familiar scene for years, and many inexplicable thoughts flashed through Luan's head like a slideshow.

Looking at everything on the street with nostalgic eyes, how could these workers who were infinitely beautiful at this time not think of it? In the next two years, many of them will be laid off.

In the next two years, many of them will hide at home and cry, and will go to the vegetable market at midnight in the morning to secretly pick up vegetable leaves to eat.

This is the call of the times, and no one can stop it.

Lu An thought as he walked, when he had a little money, he had to go to Shanghai, Guangzhou, and Shentun to buy a few houses, and he almost didn't take a look at the place, as long as the city center, as long as the courtyard.

Well, you have to buy a few stocks and put them there, and then go to work to fish, sit and wait for death.

He's so fucking ambitious.

Thinking beautifully, the bun in her hand was finished, and the person also came to the gate of the first middle school.

Looking up at this somewhat mottled and old school gate, it is still so familiar.

Lu An was in a trance, what would happen to him if those familiar faces were gone? What to do?

Then he shook his head again, he was reborn in the examination room two days ago, and Liu Hui was still there.

Sweeping his gaze between the school buildings, Lu An walked towards the leftmost school building.

It's still relatively early, and there aren't many people in the corridor, but I still met a few familiar faces.

There was a girl who went upstairs who was obviously drinking soy milk in a gentle manner, and after seeing Lu An look at herself, at herself, and at herself, her head was lowered, her face was hot, and her left hand holding the cup used a little more force nervously, and then the soy milk sprayed out along the straw, sprinkled like a fountain all over her bulging chest.

At this time, the friend on the girl's left noticed this scene and reminded loudly: "Shuting, your chest is wet." ”

Lu An retracted her gaze, oh, it turns out that her name is Li Shuting, so why do you look so familiar.

Li Shuting deliberately walked very busy, and waited until Lu An went up the stairs and the corner was gone, and then blushed and cleaned up the soy milk on her clothes.

My friend probed and asked, "Hey, why are you blushing?" Did it seep in? ”

Li Shuting gave her a blank look.

Although the teaching building has not been to the school building for many years, there are some deep memories that will never be forgotten, and Lu An spontaneously walked into the 237 class.

There weren't many people in the classroom.

There were about seven or eight men and women, and they were stuck in their seats like a fence village, and they were buried in books.

Hearing movement at the door, a female teacher in her 20s on the podium was scanning him through red-framed glasses.

He moved, and so did her eyes.

Her name is Zhou Jingni, and her nickname is Zhou Papi.

Graduated from Shonan Normal University, I heard that she was the daughter of a leader of the Municipal Education Bureau, so at a young age, the school dared to let her take over the head teacher of the key class of liberal arts.

Group 7, fourth row, this is Luan's seat.

Lu Anmo counted for a moment, then walked over, put the book on the table, moved the stool a little, and prepared to sit down.

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