Chapter 4
The weather gradually warmed up at the end of April, and the upcoming sports meet brought a little comfort to Mo Yousen's tiring and boring high school life.
Students sweated profusely on the playground. The evening sun followed the crowds on the plastic track, stretching their figures ever longer. Mo Yousen volunteered for the 3,000-meter race and was also training on the playground. Yan Yuheng and Zhang Qianyi signed up for the 4x200m. Jiang Ting felt the sports meet was a waste of time, and would rather practice a few more exercises and stay in the classroom.
Zhang Qianyi: [Tomorrow is the sports day. I'm going to put up a banner to cheer for Xiao Sen. Are you going? @Jiang Ting]
Yan Yuheng: [Don't make such a fuss and embarrass yourself]
Jiang Ting: [It depends. I'll go check it out when I have time.]
Zhang Qianyi looked at the message on his phone and turned off the screen. The screen went black and Zhang Qianyi's face appeared on the screen. Zhang Qianyi looked at his face on the phone and laughed at himself. He raised his legs and walked to the podium in the playground and lit a cigarette. Zhang Qianyi leaned against the railing and looked at the sky, blowing smoke rings from his mouth, with unfathomable emotions in his eyes.
When Yan Yuheng went to find Mo Yousen, he saw Zhang Qianyi on the podium. He glanced up and did not disturb him, but walked towards Mo Yousen on his own.
"Xiao Sen, stop running. Come here and drink some water!" Yan Yuheng shouted at Mo Yousen, "Come back soon!" Mo Yousen heard Yan Yuheng calling him, turned around and ran towards Yan Yuheng, "Heng... Brother Heng, you, huh..., why are you here?" Mo Yousen was still breathing heavily, Yan Yuheng stroked Mo Yousen's back to calm him down, and handed him some water, "Drink some water first. I bought you some electrolyte water. Aunt Sanshui and your father decided to go out for a trip today. I called you but you didn't answer, so I called me. Come to my house tonight."
Mo Yousen had just taken two sips of water, one of which was stuck in his throat. He coughed a few times and blushed when he heard the news. Mo Yousen had already realized that his feelings for Yan Yuheng were not normal brotherly love. He wanted to touch him and possess him, and was afraid that Yan Yuheng would see through it and alienate him. "No need, Brother Heng, I'm already an adult. Besides, there are so many nannies at home. It's okay."
Yan Yuheng raised his eyebrows, feeling very strange. This was the first time Mo Yousen refused to go to his house, but he didn't say anything, just nodded, "Okay, then you call your aunt back later." Yan Yuheng rubbed Mo Yousen's head. The bright yellow hair shone in the sun, burning Yan Yuheng's eyes.
"Yuheng, I'll come to your house tonight." Zhang Qianyi still had the smell of cigarettes on his body, and he reached out and grabbed Mo Yousen's head.
Yan Yuheng glanced at him doubtfully. Zhang Qianyi's emotions had completely subsided, and he had returned to his playful smile. After calmly removing Zhang Qianyi's hand from Mo Yousen's head, Yan Yuheng raised his leg and hit Zhang Qianyi's butt with the instep of his foot. "Stay away from Xiaosen. He's getting sick from the smell of cigarettes." Zhang Qianyi was immediately furious. "No? Are you human? I only smoked three cigarettes, not three packs! How could it smell so bad! Is Xiaosen made of paper?"
Mo Yousen couldn't stop laughing and covered his mouth as he quickly fled from the battlefield. "I'm leaving first. You guys take your time fighting, no, take your time chatting." As soon as he finished speaking, he ran away.
"Alright, let's go home. Why are you still looking when everyone's gone?" Zhang Qianyi put his arm around Yan Yuheng's shoulders and walked out of the playground. Just as they reached the school gate, they saw Jiang Ting texting away on her phone, a smile on her face as she got into the family car. Yan Yuheng felt the hand on his shoulder tighten. He glanced over and saw Zhang Qianyi's fists clenched red.
After the two arrived at Yan's house, Yan Yuan sat on the sofa, smoking a cigar and watching the news. Pei Man was upstairs doing a manicure with a manicurist. "Are you back?" Yan Yuan put down his cigar and told the housekeeper, "We can prepare dinner now. Go upstairs and call Xiao Man."
When the housekeeper went upstairs to call Pei Man, Yan Yuan pulled Zhang Qianyi to chat and patted Zhang Qianyi on the shoulder, "Young man, you've grown up so fast. When you were little, your dad would bring you to my house every day to show off, saying, 'My RMB is heavier, my RMB is taller.' I didn't expect you to be this big now."
Zhang Qianyi hadn't been to the Yan family in years. On previous visits, no one mentioned these past events because of their parents' death. "Dad, why do you call him RMB?" Yan Yuheng asked, a mouthful of chocolate.
"Because his father liked RMB, he named him Qianyi, which means "thousand" in Chinese. But his mother thought it was not a good idea to change it to Qianyi." Yan Yuheng laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten his back. He laughed and hit Zhang Qianyi on the back, hitting him every time he laughed.
Pei Man happened to be coming downstairs at this time. When she heard the laughter, she looked over and saw her son laughing so hard that his body was shaking with laughter. "Yan Yuheng! Didn't I ask you to change your hair back? Why is it still like this!" Pei Man was furious when she saw Yan Yuheng with a head of dreadlocks. Yan Yuan immediately retorted, "What are you talking about? My son is so handsome because he takes after me. It's normal for young people to chase trends." Pei Man pushed Yan Yuan lightly on the back of his head and then went to the dining room to eat.
In the evening, Zhang Qianyi and Yan Yuheng accompanied Yan Yuan for a drink. Yan Yuheng had a low alcohol tolerance, so after dinner, he returned to the room and fell asleep as soon as he saw the bed. Zhang Qianyi looked at the man sleeping on the bed with his legs spread out, and his face was full of black lines.
After covering Yan Yuheng with a blanket, Zhang Qianyi walked to the balcony of Yan Yuheng's room and sat down. He made himself a pot of tea and lit a cigarette.
Zhang Qianyi likes to hide his emotions too much. When he reaches the critical point and can no longer hide them, he can only rely on nicotine to numb himself. Maybe love is an unsolvable proposition. I want to tie the red string on you, but I find that the red string in your hand has already been given to someone else.
It was already early morning when Zhang Qianyi finished drinking a pot of tea and sorted himself out. When he returned to the room, he saw Yan Yuheng still sleeping soundly. Looking at Yan Yuheng's sleeping face, Zhang Qianyi felt as if his heart was filled a little.
Yes, I am very lucky to have met friends like you. You have been with me through the most helpless and desperate nights, just like fireflies at night, lighting up my dull life.
Zhang Qianyi simply washed up and fell asleep next to Yan Yuheng. Perhaps because he was surrounded by familiar people and felt relaxed, he slept very well that night.
When the housekeeper came to the room and knocked on the door in the morning, the two people got up from the bed and sat for a while waiting for their brains to start up. When they came to their senses, they saw that it was too late, so they quickly washed up and rushed downstairs. The aunt was about to bring breakfast upstairs for them to eat, and when she turned around, she saw two people rushing down from upstairs.
Zhang Qianyi grabbed two steamed buns from the bowl and handed one to Yan Yuheng. The two of them walked out of the house one after the other and got into the car. He told the driver, "Drive faster today. The opening ceremony starts earlier than usual."
"Okay, Mr. Yan."
Mo Yousen got up early and went to the playground to start training. When he walked out of the playground and was about to go to the cafeteria for breakfast, he met Jiang Ting, "Hey, Sister Ting! Why are you here so early?" Jiang Ting saw Mo Yousen with a smile on her face and patted him on the back, "Come on, sister will treat you to breakfast. Come early to finish your questions and then I will watch your competition!" Mo Yousen smiled brightly at her, nodded, and strode towards the cafeteria with Jiang Ting. Jiang Ting's appearance is not the type that will amaze people at first sight, but she exudes confidence and freedom. It is not an exaggeration to describe her as heroic.
Jiang Ting was once the role model that Mo Yousen most wanted to be. When Zhang Qianyi's parents had just passed away, all kinds of rumors were always circulating around them. Jiang Ting was always the first person to stand in front of him and protect him. Mo Yousen always felt that Jiang Ting had the sun, moon and stars in her eyes and the mountains, rivers, lakes and seas in her heart. He never expected that one day she would come down to earth because of love.
After breakfast, the two returned to their respective classes. As soon as they entered the classroom, they heard Ji Fei maintaining class discipline and explaining the precautions for the sports meeting on the podium. The people in the audience more or less looked down on Ji Fei, thinking that his family was poor and it was useless for such a person to study. It would be of no help to themselves or their family if they made friends with him, so they ignored him. Some people would even ask him to run errands for them every day and then throw a few hundred dollars at him to humiliate him.
Mo Yousen slammed his schoolbag onto the podium, and the class instantly fell silent. In Ji Fei's eyes, the bright yellow hair instantly turned into a prince's crown. "Didn't you hear what others are saying? If you don't want your ears, just donate them." Mo Yousen said this with a fierce look in his eyes, but a grin on his face.
No one dared to mess with Mo Yousen in school. Not to mention that his family was very powerful, he also had several childhood friends behind him. Jiang Ting once encountered some thugs who robbed money outside the school, and she knocked down three of them by herself. Since then, she became famous. With the support of Jiang Ting, Mo Yousen could run rampant in school.
Mo Yousen walked to his seat. The class was silent. Ji Fei continued to explain the standing positions of each class at the opening ceremony, precautions for the sports meeting, and the distribution of number plates. Mo Yousen and his friends in the group were planning where to go for the upcoming May Day holiday.
Jiang Ting: [It's time to go out and relax. Studying all day has made me withdrawn.]
Yan Yuheng: [We went to the mountains last year, this year we'll go to the sea for some fun]
Zhang Qianyi: [Isn't Ningcheng located on the coast?]
Yan Yuheng: [Let’s go to the island]
Jiang Ting: [Bali? But five days isn't enough. It takes at least two weeks to play there.]
Mo Yousen: [Let’s go to Haishi]
Jiang Ting: [That’s fine. The last time we went there was when we were kids.]
Zhang Qianyi: [Whose plane are you taking?]
Yan Yuheng: [Let's buy the tickets. May Day is the day after tomorrow. It's so troublesome to have my family arrange the route for a private plane, and waiting for approval is a waste of time.]
Mo Yousen: [Okay, I’ll go book a hotel]
Zhang Qianyi: [Which side do you want to order from?]
Jiang Ting: [Haitang Bay Bar, the Edition that opened two years ago]
Mo Yousen: [This is possible.]
Yan Yuheng: [Let's go to the beach tonight and have some barbecue and beer. It's so delicious.]
Zhang Qianyi: [OK]
Jiang Ting: [Our class is going downstairs, so we’ll stop chatting for now.]
Zhang Qianyi: [We are almost there too, we are next]
Yan Yuheng: [Today is Xiao Sen's 3,000-meter solo performance, everyone remember to come and support us]
Mo Yousen: […]
Zhang Qianyi: [Your 4*200 and I didn't sign up, right?]
Yan Yuheng: [Offline, 886]
Zhang Qianyi: [Picture]
Zhang Qianyi secretly took a photo of Yan Yuheng sitting on a stool and eating candy. Yan Yuheng put his right leg on his left knee, threw the candy in the air and caught it with his mouth. Seeing that Zhang Qianyi's eyes were tilted towards the camera, Mo Yousen looked at the picture and laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten up in his seat, and clicked save.
In the other classroom, Yan Yuheng saw the photo on his phone and pretended to strangle Zhang Qianyi. Zhang Qianyi ran out of the classroom with a smile and stood in line in the corridor, acting like a model student. Yan Yuheng ran out and saw that the head teacher was already standing at the door, so he had to give up. He raised his leg, walked into the line and stood in front of Zhang Qianyi.
The opening ceremony of the sports meet was incredibly dull. Mo Yousen, his ears filled with the passionate voices of the school leaders, felt completely bored. He lowered his head and quietly took out his phone to play 2048. After the ceremony finally ended, the crowd on the playground dispersed. Jiang Ting returned to class to continue working on her homework, while Zhang Qianyi and Yan Yuheng came to find Mo Yousen.
After the three of them met, they found a seat at the podium. There were only two hosts on the podium, and suddenly three more people appeared next to them. They looked back and saw one with a highly saturated bright yellow hair leaning on the back of a chair playing with his mobile phone, and another with unruly dreadlocks leaning on another black-haired person. The three of them were all good-looking, and more people were looking at the podium.
"When are you going to get your hair cut? It's really frivolous." Zhang Qianyi ruffled Yan Yuheng's hair, making a clicking sound. Yan Yuheng slapped his hand away and said, "Don't mention it. I'll go to the barber shop in a couple of days to get it cut. It's too much trouble to even wash my hair." Mo Yousen laughed at Yan Yuheng's words.
"What are you laughing at? You're making a fuss. Your hair doesn't look good either." Yan Yuheng was unhappy when he heard it. "I'm talking about myself when you say it. Why mention Xiaosen? Xiaosen looks good even with a bald head!" Zhang Qianyi laughed and scolded him for being a brainless fan and ignored him.
Mo Yousen touched his hair and thought, does it really not look good? Maybe Yan Yuheng also thinks it does not look good but he did not say anything. Why not dye his hair a different color?
"Senior 3 4x200m runners, please go to the registration office to sign in and get ready for the competition." A mechanical announcement came over the radio. Yan Yuheng and Zhang Qianyi stood up and prepared to sign in. Mo Yousen jumped up and stood on a stool, waving his hands. "Come on! Come on! Yan Yuheng is the best! Zhang Qianyi is the fastest!"
Zhang Qianyi hurriedly looked around to see if there was anyone nearby, then quickly pulled Mo Yousen down and covered his mouth, "Don't talk about this, Xiaosen. I'm not happy. This is a man's dignity." Yan Yuheng pulled Zhang Qianyi's arm and pulled him away, then turned to Mo Yousen and said, "Ignore him, sit here for a while. You can't get any sun, we'll come to you when we're done." Mo Yousen sat upright on the stool and made an "OK" gesture.
After hearing the announcement in the classroom, Jiang Ting put down the pen in her hand, stretched her wrist, and walked towards the playground to cheer for those two brats.
As I walked past the high jump group on the playground, I heard a man's voice threatening the person next to me, "Don't jump over there later, or I'll tear up all your books." The person being threatened clenched his fists and said through gritted teeth, "If you dare, I'll tell the teacher."
Jiang Ting laughed inwardly, thinking the threats from the man being threatened were too harmless. She put her hands in her pockets and was about to leave when she heard, "What a joke! Which teacher dares to control me? Don't think you're going crazy just because your deskmate is Mo Yousen and he helped you once today. I was giving him face this morning!"
Jiang Ting retracted her foot before she even lifted it, walked quickly forward, grabbed the man's collar and dragged him to the ground, "Tell me, who are you giving face to?" Jiang Ting's voice was like a snake and scorpion, entwining him. He was trembling all over and moving on his buttocks as he looked at Jiang Ting's face, "No... I was kidding... I'm leaving now, I'm sorry, sorry, sorry." As soon as she finished speaking, she crawled away, "Thank you." Ji Fei thanked Jiang Ting out loud, his eyes full of admiration and envy for Jiang Ting.
"Are you in the same class as Mo Yousen?"
"Yes, I'm his deskmate. My name is Ji Fei."
"Where is he now?"
"After my group finishes dancing, I'm going to look for him too. I'll take you there later!"
"Oh, sure."
Jiang Ting always has an aura that keeps strangers away, and even her voice is faint. Only when she is in front of her familiar friends can you see her lively side. Ji Fei watched Mo Yousen go to the rostrum. After dancing the last group and getting third place, he brought Jiang Ting to the rostrum.
When Zhang Qianyi was running on the track, he saw a familiar figure. He recognized it as Jiang Ting at a glance, but why was there a man next to Jiang Ting? Zhang Qianyi sprinted with all his strength to hand over the baton in his hand, wanting to see who the man was. Yan Yuheng grabbed the baton and started running wildly. Mo Yousen was on the rostrum, leaning on the railing with his arms and looking at him. The clouds in the sky blocked the sun, and light radiated from the clouds, illuminating the sky with golden light. But Mo Yousen felt that even if there was a double rainbow in the sky now, it would not be as beautiful as Yan Yuheng.
Zhang Qianyi watched Jiang Ting and Ji Fei walk to the podium. Suddenly, his brain became filled with blood and he ran towards the podium. While running, he kept thinking about who this man was, why he had never heard her mention him, and how they ended up together.
"Hey, Brother Qian, why did you run so fast after just running? Did you miss me that much?" Mo Yousen joked to Zhang Qianyi on the stage, "Sister Ting and my deskmate are here too, you should sit down and rest for a while!" Zhang Qianyi frowned when he heard it, "Your deskmate? How did they know each other?"
"Zhang Qianyi, you really didn't see how handsome I was when I was brave enough to help someone just now!" Jiang Ting sat on a stool with one hand on the edge of another stool and tapped it gently. Zhang Qianyi walked to that stool and sat down. "What's going on?" Zhang Qianyi asked.
"It's nothing serious. When Sister Ting came over just now, someone provoked me and my deskmate, so I scared him."
Zhang Qianyi frowned and said, "Don't act alone next time, in case you get hurt."
Jiang Ting looked at him doubtfully and said, "I can beat five of his kind at once, so what am I afraid of?"
Zhang Qianyi leaned silently against the back of the chair and happened to touch Jiang Ting's arm. Jiang Ting pulled her arm out, folded her arms in front of her body and stared at the playground. Zhang Qianyi felt a tightness in his chest and couldn't tell what emotion it was. Maybe this was what it felt like to secretly love an impossible person.
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