Chapter 12:

Jiang Yan felt that he was quite muddy. He had not been doing too much in the absence of school fights, but he had never fainted people in the snow and then went into the house to eat.
"Hey," he followed Gu Fei into the shop, staring at Gu Fei as he sat back on the chair, but in front of Gu Miao's face, he could only say vaguely, "that ... really doesn't matter Anymore? "
"Don't worry, it's okay," Gu Fei glanced at him. "After a while, he left on his own, at most he had to repair his nose ... You're kind, you didn't worry when you met the monkeys."
"I put them ..." Jiang Yan pointed at the door and chose the word for a long time. "Did you fall asleep?"
Gu Fei looked at him and said nothing, but he could see a strong smile on his face.
"Okay," Jiang Yan sat down. "It's not my fault."
Gu Fei bowed his head and continued to eat. He didn't say anything else, although he was really unsure whether the person outside the door could "get up" and "go away by himself."
Maybe the environment is different. The environment in which he grew up makes him uneasy no matter how much, but there will always be a "degree", and Gu Fei, look at this shabby old city, look at the people around him, this kind of thing is not accurate No one feels at all.
Thinking about this, he really had to thank Gu Fei, who did not let him freeze to death when he fell asleep on the snow in the doorway.
Gu Fei and his siblings kept silent while eating. He was a bit used to it. He had eaten twice before. Gu Miao didn't say anything. He had nothing to say. Gu Fei didn't seem to want to say anything at all.
It's very time-saving to eat like this, it will be almost ten minutes.
Putting down the chopsticks to say thank you, there was a painful cursing sound outside the door, the sound of listening should be the one who was awake.
Jiang Yan was relieved and listened.
This person scolded very hard, presumably because the bridge of his nose was broken, or any other bone was broken, and the lines of his ears sounded similar to the style when Li Baoguo's neighbors quarreled.
Probably belong to the block culture.
But there was a particularly loud sentence that made him couldn't help but glance at Gu Fei.
"I'll your mother!" The man scolded a little, but he could still hear it.
After Gu Fei met his eyes, he sipped his soup and said, "My mom boyfriend ..."
"What?" Jiang Yan was shocked to eat two pounds of mutton without waiting for him to finish. Although the man was disgusting, it was about thirty. Even if Gu Fei's mother gave birth to him at the age of twenty, she had nearly four. Ten.
"One." Gu Fei finished his speech.
"Ah?" Jiang Yan stopped.
"Are you full?" Gu Fei asked. "There is still meat. Add more if you are not full."
"I'm full." Jiang Yan nodded quickly.
"Ermiao clean up." Gu Fei put down his chopsticks.
Gu Miao stood up immediately, very skillfully gathered several rice bowls together, grabbed chopsticks, and went out holding the back door.
At first glance at the stand, Jiang Yan was a little upset. He remembered the phrase "This kind of thing is done by a woman" when Li Baoguo said, and he reached out to help clean up.
"Sit down," Gu Fei stopped him. "Just clean up."
"That's the right thing for this woman?" Jiang Yan squinted at him.
Gu Fei chuckled and laughed: "Did I say that?"
"Everything is left alone." Jiang Yan thought of the mess of Li Baoguo's family at night, so he easily calmed down the anger and wanted to drift upward.
"I," Gu Fei pointed to himself, "Cooking."
Jiang Yan looked at him.
"Gu Ermiao," Gu Fei pointed to Gu Miao who came back from the back door, "wash the dishes."
Jiang Yan still looked at him.
"What's wrong?" Gu Fei asked.
"Ah." Jiang Yan looked at him, and all the anger rising upwards instantly became awkward.
"Ah?" Gu Fei also looked at him.
"... Ah." Jiang Yan really didn't know what to say.
Gu Fei ignored him, got up and walked away, and sat behind the cash register and lit a cigarette.
He wanted to leave, but his education prevented him from leaving as soon as he put chopsticks after eating at other people's homes. He could only sit at the table and watch Gu Miao run away two or three times to clear the table.
Just wanting to ask Gu Fei to take a cigarette, Gu Fei stood up with a cigarette and followed Gu Miao out of the back door.
All he had left in the shop was his own hairpin against an empty table.
Fuck.
He took out his cell phone and sent a message to Pan Zhi.
-grandson.
-grandfather! Chat for a while?
-No time
Pan Zhi sent a voice over: "You me, right? I just packed up with my mom and did n’t even eat it!"
When Jiang Yan heard it, he was immediately happy, and returned his voice, smiling for 20 seconds.
After laughing, he stood up and planned to go back and see what the brothers and sisters Gu Fei were doing. He should leave without any problems.
The back door is a small courtyard, which should be shared by several facades, with a toilet and a kitchenette.
When Jiang Yan went out, he was photographed with a look of wind, and hurried to the kitchen.
Gu Fei stood with his back to the door, and Gu Miao was washing the dishes with hot water in front of the sink.
The little girl was quite skillful in washing dishes, and her expression was very focused.
Jiang Yan looked for a while, and felt a little bit unclear about the significance of Gu Fei's standing here. Gu Miao was not a small child. Since she was asked to clean up the dishes, then washing is enough. Why have to stand here to watch?
"That ..." He cleared his throat.
Gu Miao didn't know if it was because he was too involved in washing, as if he didn't hear his voice. He was still washing dishes seriously.
Gu Fei looked back: "Huh?"
"I'm going to go," Jiang Yan said, "do you have a coat you don't wear? Borrow me one."
"No," Gu Fei said.
"Fuck?" Jiang Yan looked at him. "What do you mean?"
"I often wear them," said Gu Fei, "you can take them yourself in the cabinet in the back room."
"... Oh, thank you." Jiang Yan turned to get his clothes.
"My brother." Gu Fei stopped him.
Jiang Yan stopped and Gu Fei followed Gu Miao to call his elder brother, which made him feel a little weird, but somehow felt very cool, and almost wanted to say something about the little brother.
"She will leave after washing and say goodbye to her." Gu Fei said.
"Well," Jiang Yan nodded. "You ... give me a cigarette."
Gu Fei took the cigarette case and lighter from his pocket and handed it to him, turning to watch Gu Miao wash the dishes.
Jiang Yan lit a cigarette, backed up to the door, and watched Gu Miao washing dishes together.
Although uncertain and not very convenient to ask, he felt that Gu Miao might not be the same as an ordinary child, so Gu Fei had to watch her even washing a bowl.
But, since she was so nervous, why did she let her fly on the skateboard all over the street, and she didn't seem to care about being bullied.
amazing.
The people here are amazing.
Sometimes he feels very illusory. These scenes of these streets, these people he sees, these things, all have a kind of unreal feeling. Only when connected with Pan Zhi, he will return to the real world .
Have you crossed?
Another era? Another space?
The world?
I was shocked by myself.
Gu Fei happened to turn around and stumble at him: "How good you are in the house."
Jiang Yan ignored him.
Gu Miao finished washing the bowls, collected the bowls, and then turned out of the kitchen. It seemed like Jiang Yan hadn't seen him when she passed by. Jiang Yan followed her into the shop. She saw her when she looked for someone. Jiang Yan.
"You are quite capable." Jiang Yan gave her a thumbs up at her.
Gu Miao rubbed her nose, a little embarrassed.
"That," Jiang Yan bent over to speak to her, "I'm leaving."
Gu Miao glanced at Gu Fei, then nodded at him.
"Goodbye?" Jiang Yan raised her hand and waved to her.
Gu Miao also waved with him.
Jiang Yan smiled, thinking that this "goodbye" could hear her say, but it was still mime.
Gu Fei entered the house and took out a long down jacket for him.
"Thank you." Jiang Yan took his clothes and looked at them.
"Hat gloves scarf mask?" Gu Fei asked.
"... No need," Jiang Yan said, all on the road of a few hundred meters. "Do you have any chargers?"
Gu Fei went into the house and took out a charger and gave it to him.
"Thank you." Jiang Yan took it into his pocket.
"... If someone wants to punch you, do you also have to say thank you?" Gu Fei said.
"Would you like to try it?" Jiang Yan put on his jacket and lifted the curtain and went out.
Gu Fei stretched his waist, took the phone and looked at the time, and patted Gu Miao's head lightly: "Let's go, we go home."
Gu Miao ran quickly to close the doors and windows, holding the skateboard and waiting for him outside the shop door.
He collected the money from the cash register and turned off the lights.
"Walking back today, Sister Xin drove our car away," Gu Fei locked the shop door. "You will go into the house to do homework in a while, and you can come out after you finish writing."
Gu Miao nodded, put the skateboard on the ground, and rushed out as soon as she kicked it. After sliding for more than ten meters, she didn't know what tripped her, and fell off the board.
Gu Fei whistled with a smile.
Gu Miao ignored him, got up, stepped on the skateboard, and rushed out.
Just after eight o'clock when I got home, the lights and TV in the living room were on, and the door to Mom's room was closed, but there was light under the door.
After Gu Miao entered the house to write her homework, Gu Fei went over and knocked on the door.
There was no response.
"I'll go in in a minute." Gu Fei said.
After going to the kitchen to boil some water and making a cup of tea for himself, he went back to the door of his mother's room and knocked twice before unlocking the door lock.
The door was not locked, and it could not be locked. When the mother committed suicide last time, the lock was broken by him, and it was never repaired.
"Go out," said Mom, sitting on the little sofa near the window, holding the phone in her hand, and staring at him with fire in her eyes. "Go out! Who let you in!"
"Did you call that kid?" Gu Fei raised his voice. "You told him that if you don't hang up, I will go to him tomorrow, and even someone will take him to work in that shop, and the will not leave him."
"You ..." Mom gave him a white look and took the phone to her ear. "I'll tell you ... Hey? Hey? Hey! Wow!"
Mom smashed her phone on the sofa, "No, what's wrong with you! Your mother is in love with you forever, isn't it a little too much! Our family has no legacy! I'm afraid of someone Rob you two? "
"You pick one from your little men, and one is reliable," Gu Fei drank his tea, "You see if I care."
"Which is not reliable!" Mom frowned. "It's annoying."
"Which one is reliable?" Gu Fei looked at her. "You don't pay them to try it, which one will ignore you?"
"Why not!" Mom patted the sofa. "Am I ugly? If I was ugly, would you be handsome from childhood to most people!"
"Well," Gu Fei took a small mirror on the bedside table and took a picture of himself. "Handsome."
"You ..." Mom interrupted when he started.
"Everyone told me that your mother was beautiful when she was young," Gu Fei put down the mirror. "Do you know what it is when you are young? Now there are more beautiful girls younger than you and stupid than you, Regardless of your money, someone in his 20s or 30s talks to you for more than forty ... "
"Go out and go out!" Mom jumped off the sofa and pushed him out of the door. "I have nothing to tell you to go out!"
Gu Fei grabbed her wrist with a backhand: "Don't take the cash in the cash register anymore, just like that, I don't know how many you took."
Mom didn't say anything, and went back to the house and threw the door.
Gu Fei fell on the sofa in the living room, took two sips of tea, took the remote control and changed a few steps. At this time, Yishui's mother-in-law, mother-in-law, sister-in-law, and sister-in-law broke the drama. drama.
After a few glances, he turned off the TV and went into his room.
After turning on the computer, he chose the photo without any hesitation between writing the assignment and processing the photo today.
Homework, you ca n’t write or write, just like failing the exam.
He transferred the photos from the camera to the computer, deleted the scraps first, and then picked out the rest of the photos that were worthy of post-processing.
Ermiao's are pretty good. The little girl didn't smile as soon as she took a picture. She looked serious as if she was going to blast a school, but she looked pretty cool.
The street view is not good, it is too messy, and the background is mixed. The sunset is okay. This color is very good for people with red coats on the bridge ... Jiang Yan, Jiang Yan, Jiang Yan ...
He frowned and compared, leaving the first one, and then deleting the others.
Put on headphones, listen to music and start making photos.
Dealing with photos was a bit of a hassle, but he found it interesting and much more interesting than class.
It ’s just that this music player has been tuned by him
Teached a little too hot, songs on the private radio are banging head to head, so that when he clicked the mouse, the electricity was connected, and he was busy.
He cut the song into his hard drive's playlist, and stopped a lot.
After two random songs, a familiar guitar sounded, followed by the piano and then the female voice.
As soon as I step on the air, I will fly up ... I am confused upwards, and I hear you say that the world is empty ...
Gu Fei moved the mouse and clicked the next song.
It's been several years. I didn't feel it when I wrote it. Now it sounds a bit naive. The girl's voice is Ding Zhuxin, but she has a good grasp, and the lazy husky has questions and struggles.
After finishing Jiang Yan's photo, he glanced at the time, it was almost eleven o'clock, time is like this, when you do n’t need it, you do n’t leave when you do n’t need it.
He stretched his waist and looked at Jiang Yan's face that covered the whole screen. The light was just right, the tone was just right, the teenager also had a disdainful expression, and his eyes without looking directly into the camera were also good.
Compared with the model that Ding Zhuxin used to spend money on when he practiced his hands, the model has a much stronger lens.
He narrowed down the photo, checked it, and saved it, then opened Meitu Xiuxiu.
Decolorize, darken, add filters, dream, starlight ...
Finally, I added words to the picture-sad songs, uninhibited rotation, and the night seemed more silent.
Lined it up and sent it to Jiang Yan.
Lastofthewilds, Jiang Yi ’s id seems to indicate that he is a learner, but although this English is no different from Gu Pinyin for Gu Fei, he has heard this song and loves it, the metal bagpipe.
Looking at Jiang Yan's head again, it is the back and side face, which is very blurred, but by looking at the nose, it is Jiang Yan himself ... This picture was taken well.
Two minutes later, Jiang Yan gave him a message.
-What's wrong with you……
He laughed.
-what happened?
-You are actually an emoji writer! Why don't you make me a middle-aged expression pack? Tonight, toast for our friendship
-You either? Let me do it for you
-Get out
Gu Fei leaned on the back of the chair and smiled for a long time, then sent another one.
-Why, don't you like it?
-What about human nature?
Gu Fei laughed and sent the original photos over.
There was no movement in Jiang Yan, and he returned after a few minutes.
-One? Anything else?
-No, the other ones did n’t work well. I deleted them.
-... You have strict requirements on yourself, can't you send it to me to delete it myself?
-Don't you say you want to delete it this afternoon?
Jiang Yan did not reply.
Gu Fei put down his mobile phone, got up and moved his arms and legs, and walked out of the room.
The lights in Gu Miao's house had been turned off. He used to gently open the door and glanced in. The little girl had finished her homework and washed up. She was sleeping in the quilt while she was sleeping.
He didn't bother when he was doing his own business. This was not only remembered by Gu Miao, even the unreliable mother knew ... The mother didn't know when she went out, and she didn't say anything at all. Bother him.
Gu Fei frowned, took his coat hanging near the door, took out his wallet and looked at it, and the big bills inside were gone.
"Fuck." He whispered.
Back in the house, I took my cell phone and dialed Liu Fan.
"Dafei? Come out? We are drinking," Liu Fan heard a pleasant voice over there, "Li Yan, we are all there."
"I'm not going, I'm sleepy to sleep," Gu Fei said, "go out with me tomorrow."
"Where?" Liu Fan asked immediately.
"The shop selling discs last time." Gu Fei said.
"Is that the room where the boss and the clerk pretend to be their own music masters?" Liu Fan asked.
"The boss is real," said Gu Fei, "I'm looking for that thin-legged grasshopper."
"I know, don't need you," Liu Fan said with a sigh. "It's inappropriate for you to go. I want to take someone there. What effect?"
"I saw the effect of my mother turning and running." Gu Fei said.
"OK." Liu Fan answered.
After hanging up the phone rang and Jiang Yan sent a message.
-Thank you
Gu Fei glanced at his head and found that it had been replaced with the photo just passed on.
-The avatar has changed?
-Well, it's very fanciful.
Gu Fei smiled, put down the phone, ready to wash, walked to the door, the phone rang again.
He returned to take a look.
-I may have to wear one day tomorrow. I will have time to buy it after school.
-Do you return me without washing?
-... Do you have cleanliness?
-No, you can choose a quilt and clothes
-I'll wash the clothes for you
Gu Fei yawned. Today I don't know if I ate too much meat at night and got very sleepy.
After falling asleep, he fell asleep on the bed and woke up in the middle of the night before waking up and covering the quilt.
When I woke up in the morning, there was no one at home. My mother had not returned overnight. Gu Miao had already gone to school by himself. He looked at the time, not to mention early reading. The first class was already halfway through.
"Ah-" He stretched his voice and stretched his arms, slowly packing away.
As soon as I got downstairs, I received a call from Lao Xu: "Do you want to be fired this semester!"
"I overslept." Gu Fei said.
"I don't care what excuse you have today," Lao Xu said, "I will talk to you at noon today! I will be responsible to you!"
"... What are you responsible for me for?" Gu Fei asked.
"You give me less poverty!" Lao Xu said, "I didn't know about you before, it was my fault! Now I know that I will be responsible!"
Gu Fei's footsteps paused: "What's wrong with me?"
"About your dad," Lao Xu said sincerely, "as your class teacher, I hope you can open up with me ..."
"I don't care about your business," Gu Fei said, "I care who you are. Do you believe me? I can open you up?"