naaapseattle Chapter 12 Vinegar
Chapter 12 Vinegar
"Eat some yo-yo plum!"
Zhong Xun hurriedly put away his underwear, and after taking a shower, he threw himself on the bed and lay down, wrapped the quilt tightly and pointed the back of his head at Chu Tingdong.
The hair was not dried, and the feet seemed not to be dried, and the sheets were wet and water-stained.
Too sloppy.
Chu Tingdong frowned, ignored him, and turned to go to the bathroom.
Zhong Xun pulled the corner of the quilt down and pulled it down, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and slipped open a crack, just in time to see Chu Tingdong raised his arm and took off the black T-shirt, his flesh and muscles were cold white, his back muscle lines Sharp and beautiful.
The summer night was sweltering, and he was prone to sweating. Thin sweat slipped into the waist of his jeans along the dimpled spine.
Hold.
Zhong Xun suddenly blushed, and couldn't tell what was wrong, he could only blame Chu Tingdong for being too shameless, how could he take off his clothes casually?
He was thinking wildly in his head, feeling that this night was really tormented, and when he was about to fall asleep, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped, and he heard footsteps stopping beside his bed in a daze, and he was so frightened that he woke up instantly.
The headlights in the bedroom had been turned off, leaving only the bedside lamp next to him.
Zhong Xun was so nervous that his toes curled up, like a small animal in a state of suspended animation, he did not dare to move, most of his face was covered under the quilt, only a few locks of soft and slightly curly black hair were exposed, he was so suffocating, he was so miserable Ting Dong didn't leave yet.
Zhong Xun could even feel that indifferent gaze falling on his face across Xia Liang.
He almost couldn't bear it anymore, the swearing was about to come out, and then Chu Tingdong suddenly passed him, stretched his arm, and turned off the bedside lamp.
……
Neuropathy!
It's so hard to turn off the lights!
Chu Tingdong had never seen someone who could sleep like this, lying so stiff as if he was about to suffocate himself.
After staring at the few locks of curly hair for a while, Zhong Xun couldn't help kicking his legs under the quilt, Chu Tingdong's mouth twitched slightly, and he went to lie down on another bed.
He woke up before dawn, his right ankle was in pain, and cold sweat was dripping down his neck and chest.
He lowered his eyes halfway, looked down at his phone with an unlit cigarette in his mouth, and after more than an hour, he waited for the sound of Wu Yulan's footsteps in the living room before getting up and closing the door to go out.
"How did you sleep last night?" Wu Yulan served the freshly cooked porridge, pulled her hair behind her ears, raised her head and smiled at him, "Are you still used to it?"
"Yeah." Chu Tingdong walked over, helped her set up the casserole, and said, "I can get used to it."
Wu Yulan was a little relieved, she was afraid that Chu Tingdong and Zhong Xun would not get along, and she heard that there was quite a commotion in the bedroom last night.
"Uncle Zhong has gone to work, let's eat by ourselves," Wu Yulan told him to sit down, "Mom has discussed with your Uncle Zhong, and I will free up the guest bedroom for you, and you can make up for anything you need at any time. We are a family People, don't be embarrassed."
"En." Chu Tingdong responded.
The guest bedroom has been unoccupied and full of sundries, but it was cleaned up very quickly. Moving those sundries to the balcony and wiping the furniture made it much cleaner.
Chu Tingdong asked Wu Yulan to rest, and she packed it up quickly by herself. When Wu Yulan couldn't help but look at it, he was hanging his coat in the closet, and the large, pure black suitcase was spread open on the floor.
Wu Yulan saw the pair of skates on top at a glance.
"Why did you bring this here?" The smile on her face faded for a moment, she knelt down to help Chu Tingdong fold her clothes, and said seemingly unintentionally, "Anyway, I won't need it in the future."
Chu Tingdong didn't speak.
When Zhong Xun woke up, he found that Chu Tingdong was gone. He was so sleepy that he heard Chu Tingdong outside the door seem to be telling Wu Yulan that he wanted to borrow some materials from Zhou Heng.
"Come back early that night." Wu Yulan didn't doubt it, but just told him.
She works as an accountant in a construction company. She went to talk to Chu Henglin about Chu Tingdong's transfer to another school, took half a month's leave, and started working overtime when she returned to Ningcheng.
Chu Tingdong would not take the initiative to tell her about school affairs.
But she knew that Zhou Heng's grades were very good, he was the first in the class every time, and she also hoped that Chu Tingdong could meet some friends here.
Chu Tingdong picked up his schoolbag and went out, but before he could go downstairs, Xue He's news came over again as if urgent.
[Xue He:? ? 】
【Xue He: Ancestor, where are you? 】
【Xue He: Send me a location and I'll go find you. I'm about to suffocate to death at this crappy train station. Why don't I go to the side and eat a bowl of cold noodles first? 】
【:wait. 】
【Xue He:...】
【Xue He: Alright, I'll wait here, hurry up bro. 】
Xue He was admitted to a sports university in the capital last year, and now it is mid-August, and he is still on summer vacation. He asked the coach for a few days off and came to see Chu Tingdong.
When Chu Tingdong arrived at the train station, he had already played several games. When he looked up and saw the figure, he was so moved that he almost cried, "Fuck, I thought you just threw me here."
"Go eat first." Chu Tingdong said.
"Hurry up." Xue He dragged the suitcase and followed him.
After Chu Tingdong was discharged from the hospital for the last operation, they haven't seen each other very much, and thinking about retirement still feels overwhelming.
Xue He didn't dare to mention that Chu Tingdong wouldn't have any reaction, he was afraid that he would cry, so he elbowed Chu Tingdong and asked, "Where are we going to eat?"
Chu Tingdong didn't know what to eat in Ningcheng, frowned, and took Xue He to the Hunan restaurant that Zhong Xun had told him before.
"Fuck, was that your school that I passed by just now?" Xue He asked curiously.
"En." Chu Tingdong nodded.
Xue He clicked his tongue, "Your father is really ruthless, even enemies are not like this."
Their original high school was a key provincial school, and the environment was no worse than that of private schools. In contrast, the No. [-] Middle School was dilapidated and old, surrounded by dilapidated buildings and old streets, and the sewage flowed across it. It didn't feel like a school at all.
The clouds fell into the mud.
"Your sister sent me a lot of messages before I came here," Xue He said with a fish tail between his fingers, "I fell quite hard during the training camp, and my knees were so swollen that I couldn't bend them anymore. Why bother."
Chu Ningjiao practices rhythmic gymnastics. She has not passed the developmental test. The coach actually does not recommend practicing anymore. It is better to study hard for the college entrance examination.
But Chu Henglin didn't think so.
Chu Tingdong lowered his eyes, lowered his head to pick up vegetables, his brows and eyes were cold and deep, gloomy and reticent like a sculpture.
"I can stay here for five or six days." Xue He had good eyesight, shut up, and changed the subject, "Tomorrow is Monday, you still have to go to class, so let's go to school in the afternoon." change."
In fact, there is nothing to turn around, there is not even a scenic spot in this place, and it turns back to Xiujing Street at night.
"There is also an ice rink here, which is pretty good." Xue He turned his head, stared at the sign of "Pan Laosan Ice Rink" and said, "Wait for a while? I'm thirsty, so I can buy something to drink."
Chu Tingdong lit a cigarette, glanced at the window of the small supermarket, looked a little hesitant, but still hummed.
From eight to nine o'clock in the evening, there were not many people left on the ice rink, and Xue He walked in the front. When they entered, there were only a few young couples scattered on the ice.
There was also a boy who squatted in the middle of the ice rink to fill up the ice with a plastic bucket and a small shovel.
Zhong Xun had seen Chu Tingdong a long time ago, but he didn't know the person next to Chu Tingdong, who was about the same height as Chu Tingdong, with tanned skin, wearing a racerback vest and sweatpants.
The more you look, the more familiar you feel.
When someone got a little closer, he suddenly remembered, and instantly lost his composure. Isn't this the brother who cried while hugging Chu Tingdong in the retirement video? !Ex-boyfriend!
"Where's the boss?" Xue He raised his head in wonder, "Buying tickets, do you have any cold drinks here?"
After shouting, he went to the rest area with Chu Tingdong to sit and wait.
The ice rink is run by a retired old figure skating coach. Seven or eight years ago, he underwent heart bypass surgery. He couldn't work hard to lead the team anymore, so he went back to his hometown to recuperate. He knew Zhong Xun's grandparents very well.
Zhong Xun occasionally comes to help.
"Do you buy tickets?" Zhong Xun walked over and asked two people, but his eyes were fixed on Chu Tingdong without blinking.
"Well," Chu Tingdong told him, "Take two more bottles of big white pears."
"No." Zhong Xun's face was stinky.
Chu Tingdong pinched out the cigarette, glanced at him, and asked in a cold voice, "What's the matter?"
There were only a few bottles of sour plum soup left, and Zhong Xun brought them over and put them on the table. He tossed the screwdriver to the side and didn't take the initiative to open them. The service attitude can be said to be quite crotchless.
Chu Tingdong chatted with Xue He all day, listening to each other, and now they are both tired, and they didn't come here for skating, but just wanted to find a comfortable environment to stay and start the game by the way.
It's the same game as last time, but it's just a mobile game.
They played games and chatted casually, Chu Tingdong occasionally responded and occasionally laughed.
Zhong Xun squatted beside him to fill up the ice, pouring out the snow scum, and was very unhappy when he heard it.
Xue He couldn't help looking at him a few more times. In fact, he had noticed Zhong Xun just now. It is easy to find handsome men and beautiful women in the figure skating team. There are many around him, but it was the first time he saw such beautiful ones.
His lips are red and his teeth are white, and his eyes are so gorgeous that even the small gray ice rink behind him seems to have been filtered.
He has a good relationship with Chu Tingdong, not only because they have known each other for a long time and trained together, but also because of their similar sexual orientation, but he is different from Chu Tingdong, he likes this kind of temper.
"You go to school here too?" Xue He spoke to him.
Zhong Xun listened to them chatting and playing games, and the more he listened, the more he felt that this was simply a resurgence of love, and his face was wrinkled, but when Xue He suddenly talked to him, he was frightened, thinking what to do?
Is this provocative?
Looking up again, Chu Tingdong acted like a wolf with a big tail, and pretended not to know him, Zhong Xun's face became even worse, and he looked at Chu Tingdong and said, "I'm in the same class as him."
It was only then that Xue He suddenly remembered, "Damn it, we played games together in that Internet cafe, right?"
After he finished speaking, Zhong Xun also remembered that when Chu Tingdong was playing with them, he said he had brought a friend with him, but he fell to the other side of the map and couldn't take care of himself, so he couldn't remember who his teammate was.
"Brother, how old are you?" Xue He asked him, "Add a WeChat, and I will take you to play games someday."
Zhong Xun was not happy, thinking who the hell is your younger brother, he refused to admit defeat, "Uncle, I am 16 years old."
Chu Tingdong almost choked.
However, his hair is naturally curly, and today he is wearing a white blouse with a hood, which looks quite small.
Underage, that's not so good.
Xue He put away his extra leisurely thoughts and said, "That's okay, just treat it as a friend, but you go to school quite early."
Unlike Chu Tingdong, he is gloomy and indifferent, he knows everyone well, competes at home and abroad, and has friends wherever he goes.
Zhong Xun didn't want to add it at first, but he thought to himself, if you dare to add me, I dare not, so he bowed his head and scanned the QR code.
Chu Tingdong watched them arguing, got a headache from the noise, frowned, and seeing that it was getting late, he said to Xue He, "I'll take you to the hotel."
"That's right, it's time to go back." Xue He got up after him.
The hotel that Xue He booked was not far from No. [-] Middle School. Chu Tingdong followed him on the way and left at the fork in the east of Xiujing Street. When he turned around, he found Zhong Xun squatting on the side of the road waiting for him.
It was already 09:30 in the evening, Chu Tingdong seemed to be going home, and Zhong Xun followed behind him.
If he doesn't speak, Chu Tingdong will definitely not take the initiative to talk to him.
After walking for a few minutes, Zhong Xun couldn't hold back anymore. He caught up with Chu Tingdong for a long time, and muttered in a low voice, "Why do you like to take people to play games so much? Do you take anyone who asks you?"
The more he talked, the more wronged he was, he would regret setting off so many fireworks for Chu Tingdong that day.
Chu Tingdong took a cigarette in his mouth, turned his head to stare at his face, seemed to be smiling, but didn't seem to, and asked him in a very quiet voice, "Why are you jealous?"
"Who the hell is jealous?" As soon as he finished his sentence, Zhong Xun exploded in anger, his tail hair stood up, and he blushed and said, "Who do you think you are?"
"You can stay with whomever you want, what does it have to do with me? Eat some yo-yo plums!"
The author says:
Chapter 4 is the summary of Gong's pure friendship with senior brother and the misunderstanding.