On the way to the Japanese food store, Zhuang Zhou turned his head to see Shen Chi holding the phone, and asked in surprise, âWhy are your ears red?â
The boy put on the headphones, his voice was cold: âYou are wrong.â
Zhuang Zhou turned his head back suspiciously. He had just seen Shen Chiâs ears red.
They followed the map and walked to the Japanese food shop â. The Japanese food shop is called Matsumi, and it is the only Japanese food shop in the provincial capital.
Walking into the shop, the environment of the shop is quiet, and the bamboo dish names written in Japanese are hung on the wall, and the breeze is blowing all over, but there is no one customer in the shop.
Zhuang Zhou whispered: âIt seems that business is not so good.â
Shi Liang nod his head
The waiter in a blue kimono led them to sit down and handed the menu to them: âHello, what can I do for you?â
Shen Chi sat down and flipped through the menu. The cheapest udon was 68. The boyâs eyes stopped at the price, and he closed the menu blankly: âDonât we still have class in the afternoon?â
Zhuang Zhou responded extremely quickly: âLetâs go.â
Shi Liang was confused. There would be no class in the afternoon, but he was relieved to hear that he was going to go. A meal of fifty yuan was very difficult for him.
The price on the menu is too expensive for them to afford. There is nothing wrong with the snack bar opposite the school.
Just as they stood up, the waiter said quickly: ââ The reserved guests are not coming. Would you like to buy it for 300 yuan?â
As if afraid that they would not agree, the waiter said again: âThe chef has strict requirements on the freshness of the food. There is only one table of guests in the store. If you disagree, we can only throw it away.â
Zhuang Zhou quickly opened â, and looked towards Shen Chi: âI remember there is no class in the afternoon, did you remember it wrong?â
The red-haired teenager replied: âI might have been wrong.â
They sat back to their positions, and the waiter took them into a box. The wooden table in the box was filled with a wide range of food, such as tuna belly sushi, Matsuba crab, unagi⦠Hot pot.
The waiter stood by and introduced them in turn: âThis dish is pepper tofu, and the tofu is fresh sea urchinâ¦â
Shi Liang felt that he was in a dream. He originally thought that he could not be used to eating sashimi, but the peony shrimp was lightly sweet and dipped in fresh ground wasabi. He had never eaten this delicious thing before. â Eating very slowly because he couldnât bear to eat it fast.
Shen Chi picked up the tuna belly sushi casually. He was always picky in taste, but it was delicate and rich, unexpectedly fresh, but he looked around and said, âIs there no wine?â
It stands to reason that it will be matched with the right wine.
The waiter said apologetically: âThe last guest didnât order wine.â
Although there was no wine, the three minors still happily enjoyed the meal. Everyone had a round belly. When he was almost finished, Shen Chi walked out of the box and paid the bill.
When they left, the waiter asked anxiously: âWill you lose money?â
âSomeone paid for them.â Ban said with a smile, âEven the ingredients are shipped by air. I have never used this good ingredient in my life.â
Because they had a long meal time, they missed the previous bus, and the last bus departed late until six in the afternoon. The three people got on the bus back to the border town and turned on their phones.
[Shen Chi] The Japanese food is very delicious, if you come to the border town, I will treat you to
The other party gently replied to him.
ãYan Xue XiaoãOk
The bus started slowly, and Shen Chi leaned his head on the bus window, watching the provincial capital gradually disappear from the line of sight, he sent a message.
ãShen ChiãIt would be good if I had desserts. Before, my grandma always took me out to eat. She always bought desserts, but I havenât seen her for a long time, so I donât know if she forgot about me.
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The bus drove for three hours and stopped at the bus station in the border town. At this time, the sky was completely dark, and scattered street lights cast dim shadows.
âIâm going home, my mother will worry if I donât go back.â
âMy dad is calling me to go back.â
Shen Chi lowered his eyes, and walked to the residential building alone after parting. He walked into the dark corridor.
The voice-activated light was broken and had not been repaired. He turned on the flashlight and went upstairs using the light of his mobile phone. When he walked to the door to open, he suddenly caught something under his feet.
He bent down and found that it was a small box in a âbag. The boy opened the door and walked into the house, carefully opened the box, and was stunned for the moment he opened it.
A small strawberry cake appeared in front of him, and a small card was attached to the side of the box. He trembled and opened the card. It said that Grandma hopes you will be happy.
Even though he knew that it was from Yan Xue Xiao, he lowered his head, his eye were slightly red, and he ate the cake slowly, but half of it was left.
After eating the cake, Shen Chi flipped through the address book and found Yan Xue Xiaoâs name. International calls are too expensive. After thinking about it, he didnât dial it, but opened WeChat to dial the voice call.
He didnât speak for a long time, and Yan Xue Xiao did not speak, as if silently comforting: âAre you busy in class?â
The young man seemed to know what he was thinking, the young man replied: âI still have time to answer your call.â
The moment he heard the words, the teenager squeezed his phone, as if all his willfulness would be satisfied, he suddenly asked, âWhy do you learn philosophy?â
In many peopleâs minds, philosophy is a useless subject.
After a while, Yan Xue Xiaoâs cold voice came over the phone: âThe development of the whole philosophy can be said to be an inquiry into the origin of the world, from Thalesâ aquatic things to Descartesâ dualism of mind and matter, and to Nietzscheâs Estimate all values.â
The young man said calmly: âPhilosophy is a group of curious people looking up at the world. This in itself is an exciting and thrilling thing.â
Although Shen Chi cannot fully understand it, perhaps the aroma remaining in the strawberry cake is too sweet and the description is too romantic. He wants to get close to the world of Yan Xue Xiao.
The boy sat at the desk and opened the philosophy part of the political book for the first time.
*
On Monday, before class started, Master Wang stood on the podium and said sternly: âNow students donât take study seriously at all. They donât study at home on weekends and run to the Internet cafe in groups. This week, we will carry out the net-cleaning operation, and we will never allow a No.3 middle school student to appear in the Internet cafe.â
Zhuang Zhou just finished his homework, and when he heard these words, he wondered and asked: âHas the kingâs menopause come?â
The boy in the front row covered the lower half of his face with a book, turned his head and whispered: âI heard that the blind date failed yesterday.â
âThis is not surprising.â Zheng Zhou is worried about the promotion game in the Northwest Division next week, but the Internet cafes in the provincial capital shouldnât be too far away, so he let go of the worries in his heart.
In the afternoon in the hospital in the border town, Mother Ji was lying on the bed: âI think I still have to talk to Xiao Chi.â
Father Ji stopped peeling oranges, and said tactfully: âYou know Xiao Chiâs temper. You forget that he came back from a fight last time. I am afraid that he will be emotional and do something.â
Itâs not that he didnât treat Xiao Chi as his own child, but the child looked at him and his eyes were always unfriendly, silent and cold. He was afraid of the child when he heard the news that mother Ji was pregnant. He didnât feel the burden, but was relieved.
Mother Ji looked at him.
Father Ji handed the orange to her and sighed: âIâll call him, and you should rest well. The doctor said you canât get excited now.â
Dad Ji walked out of the ward and dialed Shen Chiâs phone. After a while, the phone was connected. He asked, âXiao Chi, how have you been recently?â
âJust say it directly.â
He opened with a hint of nervousness: âYour mother and I wanted to tell you something. Your mother is two months pregnant, and I didnât tell you because I knew it was too sudden.â
The boy didnât seem to be surprised, and his words were sharper than the last time they met: âThere is no need to tell me.â
Father Ji asked cautiously:Are you angry? Donât think too much. We donât want you to be alone when we leave this child. It is your future relative. â
The boy said coldly: âI have nothing to do with you, only a relative. Before you disturb me next time, please pay off the twelve thousand.â
Father Ji wanted to say something but he couldnât. After all, they owed the child. Facing the sudden strangeness of Shen Chi, he realized that he had finally lost the child. Shen Chi will not calculate the accounts clearly.
*
Shen Chi lowered his eyes and deleted Father Jiâs number. He dropped his phone and walked forward. He didnât notice that people pulled up the iron wire to dry clothes in front of the residential building, and ran into the iron wire for drying clothes.
The white gauze curtain hung on the iron wire, and the wind blew down gently and softly. Among the layered gauze curtains, a girl in a white skirt hurriedly walked over, with big and bright eyes.
The girl saw him stop, and silently looked at the red mark on his forehead, as if asking if he was fine.
He didnât answer, he just helped the girl pick up the gauze and hung it on the wire again.
Shen Chi returned to the rental house after hanging up the clothes . He looked at the empty house and sat in a chair for a long time with uncertain emotions, so he forgot to broadcast the live broadcast as usual. When he was about to turn on the computer, Yan Xue Xiao called.
âWhat happened?â
The young man put on his headphones and tried his best to make his own voice sound as normal as possible: âNothing happened, I will broadcast it immediately.â
The other party didnât speak and seemed to be waiting.
He can only open up : âThey are looking for me.â
After a while, Yan Xue Xiaoâs voice came from the other side of the phone: âDonât feel sorry for the unworthy.â
The young man squeezed his phone and hummed. He thought he was not alone: âââIt was not particularly sad. It took time to help a girl pick up things on the road, but she was quite pure and beautiful.â
He was worried that the phone bill would be too expensive. When he just wanted to hang up, he heard Yan Xue Xiao ask in a flat tone: âYou like pure and beautiful girls?â