When Pan Zhi's phone call came, Jiang Yan slept as if he was going to hibernate. He sang on the phone for a long time before he took the phone stupidly: "... hm?"

"Fuck, I know," Pan Zhi said, "open your dog's eyes and see what time it is."

"It's four o'clock?" Jiang Yan came to his head awake, took the phone to his face, and wanted to see the time, but his eyes were not awake and blurred.

"It's half past three!" Pan Zhi said, "I know you must be like this, call you ahead of time."

"Too late," Jiang Yan sat up, "I'll wait for you out of the station."

"Which mouth is it?" Pan Zhi asked.

"One exit in total," Jiang Yan glanced out of the window. Through the dirty, frosted glass window, you can see that the weather is good today, and Jin Chanchan is "hanging."

After getting dressed and getting out of bed, he felt much more comfortable, except that he didn't get enough sleep. Yesterday, the uncomfortableness of everyone who wanted to catch him for a meal was gone.

Counting the time, from yesterday afternoon to the present, all day, I walked a little bit.

Li Baoguo was not at home and did not know where he went.

Jiang Yan thought this "home" was amazing. When his mother wanted to retire, Li Baoguo ran several times, although he didn't want to meet him.

Now that people are here, Li Baoguo is completely gone, and Beilai, who was dead and begging, wants to take back his son.

The legendary brother and sister have not seen each other for two days.

Jiang Yan has no interest in the new "home" and has no expectations, but whenever he opens his eyes every day, he is alone in this lifeless room, and it still feels not good.

If this house was not a building, he would have thought it was a century-old house. Inside and outside the house, there was a look of utter failure.

That's why he didn't want to let Pan Zhi live here. Compared with the exquisite and clean room with piano, Pan Zhi had to stay for two or three days.

In fact, even if you did n’t receive a home to live in, the appearance of the East Station will probably make Pan Zhiyi a while away.

"I fuck," Pan Zhi was dragging a large suitcase and carrying a large bag, and was impressed as soon as he met him. "This place is a bit unacceptable to me!"

"Then you go back," Jiang Yan pointed to the ticket office of the station. "Hurry up, buy a ticket."

"What about brotherhood!" Pan Zhi said, "I've dragged a lot of things to see you! Shouldn't you be touched!"

"So touched," Jiang Yan said.

Pan Zhi glared at him, after a while with one arm: "I really miss you a little bit."

Jiang Yan hugged him in the past: "I didn't care."

"Do you know why you only have a friend of mine?" Pan Zhi let go of him.

"I know," Jiang Yan nodded. "You two."

He has a lot of friends, but they are all dispensable, fooling around together, wandering together, bumping into small things, and breaking up big things.

Only Pan Zhi, although he only knew high school in a junior high school, was in a class. It is not enough for three years now, but iron.

After coming to this small broken city, the only thing he missed was Pan Zhi.

"Master, do you know the land?" Pan Zhi asked when he got in the taxi.

"Can't you know then," the driver said with a smile, "we have the best hotel here."

"It's kind of picky." Jiang Yan glanced at him.

"Why use it? His room is the most expensive," Pan Zhi drew a lighter from his pocket for a long time, and put it in his hand. "Do you like it?"

Jiang Yan looked at the lighter. He liked the style. There was no decoration. There were only two letters engraved at the bottom. He stared at him and said, "What's the engraving? Police?"

"J, C, your initials," Pan Zhi said, "cool."

"... Cool," Jiang Yan put his lighter in his pocket. "How long are you staying?"

"Two days," Pan Zhi sighed. "It's time to start school."

"What a sigh to start school," Jiang Yan said.

"Worry, class exams, homework papers," Pan Zhi frowned. "I don't have to learn anything like you. I don't sigh even if I don't take the top 10 exams."

"Who said I didn't have any trouble," Jiang Yan gave him a sideways glance. "I didn't know when I was reviewing all night."

"It's useless for me to pass ten nights," Pan Zhi sighed again. "Fuck, I know why I miss you so much. As soon as you leave, no one will show me the answer!"

"Quit school." Jiang Yan said.

"What about human nature?" Pan Zhi glared at him.

Jiang Yan smiled and didn't speak.

Pan Zhi was not satisfied with this small city, but he was still satisfied with the hotel. He checked into the toilet and bathroom under the bed and said, "OK."

"Go eat something," Jiang Yan looked at the time, "go to barbecue?"

"Well," Pan Zhi opened the suitcase, "I have other gifts for you."

"Huh?" Jiang Yan answered as he sat beside the bed.

"You guess first?" Pan Zhi reached into the box and dug out.

Jiang Yan glanced into the box. The box was full of various sizes of food. In this case, nothing else could be put.

"Whistle," he said.

"Fuck," Pan Zhi laughed, and took out a long black leather case from the bottom. "Is it too good to guess or are we both too clever?"

"It's so easy to guess," Jiang Yan took the sleeve, took out the black whistle and looked at it, "It's fine."

"Susak, d," Pan Zhi said, "Is it right? Is it the same as your previous one?"

"Yes," Jiang Yan said casually, "Thanks."

"Don't smash it anymore, this is from me." Pan Zhi said.

"Um." Jiang Yan gathered his whistle.

In fact, he has no habit of smashing things with anger. After all, he is also a person who has been educated for "restraint" for more than ten years, so he can fight people, but rarely smash things.

The last time I smashed the whistle, it was just that there was no room for fire. I couldn't go up to fight with my dad.

Without going back tonight, he hesitated whether to text or call Li Baoguo, and finally chose the phone. Li Baoguo answered the phone for a long time: "Hey!"

Hearing Jingjing knows that he is playing cards, Jiang Yan is a little speechless, I do n’t know if my mother knows Li Baoguo ’s habit, but ... maybe compared to the family atmosphere that was destroyed because of her own existence, this is not great thing.

"I have a classmate come to see me, I will not go back at night, in the hotel." Jiang Yan said.

"Some classmates come?" Li Baoguo coughed a few times. "Then you play with your classmates, what other phone call do I think there is something wrong?"

"... I'm hung up then," Jiang Yan said.

Li Baoguo didn't say anything over there and hung up the phone.

"You dad," Pan Zhi looked at him, "what kind of person?"

"I don't know, smoking, coughing, snoring and playing cards." Jiang Yan concluded.

"You smoke too, cough ... who hasn't coughed ..." Pan Zhi tried to analyze, "whee ..."

"Troublesome." Jiang Yan interrupted him.

"Barbecue." Pan Zhi waved.

The barbecue is actually nothing special, but Pan Zhi was very enjoyable. Jiang Yan himself could not eat it yesterday, after all, it was a delicate flower that had recovered from a serious illness.

But when he came out of the kebab shop, he felt like he was holding on.

"You're in a bad mood," said Pan Zhi, "this pork belly is not bad today, so I would eat so little ..."

"Good eyesight." Jiang Yan nodded. Although his mood was not bad enough to eat, he didn't want Pan Zhi to know that he had fever and vomiting yesterday.

"Let's be here for a while," Pan Zhi felt his stomach, "Is there anything interesting here?"

"No," Jiang Yan said, adding a sentence after thinking about it, "I don't know."

"Hey, where is your new school?" Pan Zhi said suddenly, "go and see?"

"Now?" Jiang Yan pulled the collar, "No."

"Then tomorrow, I'm on vacation anyway, and no one is going to see what kind of **** is in the school," Pan Zhi put his arms on his shoulders. "Did you not go and see when you went through the procedures?"

"Did I go and see if you don't know?" Jiang Yan was a little irritable.

"Oh yes, you just arrived." Pan Zhi smiled.

Both the new life and the new environment were disturbing, but Pan Zhi still brought him some comfort. In the unknown and strange, there was finally a familiar person beside him.

Jiang Ye didn't sleep much for almost a night, chatting with Pan Zhi, but couldn't remember what they talked about, anyway, just like the two of them were chatting on the playground by the same time. The important thing is that someone can talk to themselves like this.

The two of them were confused for a while, and they were woken up by the big truck horn downstairs at about eight o'clock.

"I fuck, isn't this the urban area?" Pan Zhi held the quilt. "How come all the goods can go down to the hotel?"

"I don't know." Jiang Yan closed his eyes.

"Eat early, will you let me come over now?" Pan Zhi asked him.

"Anyway," Jiang Yan said, "are you asleep?"

"Maybe I'm asleep," Pan Zhi said with a smile, "What's the plan for today?"

"Go to school in a while," Jiang Yan said, "then check if there is anything to play here, but I don't think it can be played in the winter."

"It's okay, I'm a person who values ​​spiritual enjoyment," said Pan Zhi. "I'm here to see you. It's enough to see you."

"Otherwise I'll sleep, you can sit on a stool and watch it." Jiang Yan said.

"Hey," Pan Zhi came over and stared at him for a while. "Did you say nothing about these two days?"

"What's wrong?" Jiang Yan yawned.

"I saw you more than I did this time, didn't I?" Pan Zhi asked.

"... Maybe." Jiang Yan thought for a while, really, there was nothing to say and nobody to say.

On the map of the transfer school, it is not too far from Li Bao country. As for what kind of school, Jiang Yan has not checked it and is not interested in asking about it.

The high school transfer procedure was very troublesome. From the moment the mother and dad perseveredly went through the procedure, he was basically not interested in everything and couldn't even get into a fight.

It was like something was taken from his body. He was like a puddle of mud, finding a suitable depression and lying on his back.

After Pan Zhi checked the route, he took him to a bus.

"You know, what you see on a bus is the most authentic temperament of a city." Pan Zhi said.

"Um." Jiang Yan glanced at him.

"Are these words particularly philosophical?" Pan Zhi asked with pride.

"Um." Jiang Yan continued to look at him.

Pan Zhi stared at each other for a while: "Oh, this is what you said."

Jiang Yan shook hands with him.

There are not many people in the car, and the travel in the small cities is obviously much easier. No one is crowded, there is no dreadful hair, there is no case of getting out of the car, and there is no case of being pushed out of the car.

"This car is much more comfortable than ours," Pan Zhi expressed satisfaction when he got off the bus and looked at the mobile phone map. "Fourth Middle School, walk 500 meters forward and turn to the intersection."

"May not let in." Jiang Yan pulled the collar.

"Then look outside and turn around. After that, your main range of activity will be here." Pan Zhi held the mobile phone and pressed him.

"Why." Jiang Yan glanced at him.

"Take a photo," Pan Zhi said, "Yu Xin knew I was coming, crying, crying, kneeling, and begging me to take a recent photo of you, I think, it's hard to refuse a girl ..."

"I'll give you money," Jiang Yan said.

"Yes." Pan Zhi nodded solemnly.

Jiang Yan looked at him and couldn't help laughing: "Shameless."

"You two are really finished? I still think she's good." Pan Zhi took his mobile phone and took two more shots at him.

"Nothing interesting," Jiang Yan said.

"Is it because she's a woman, so it's boring." Pan Zhi continued to hold his cellphone at him like an interview.

Jiang Yan looked at him and said nothing.

“I think it ’s better to find a girlfriend or a woman. It ’s hard to find a man. The environment is still not good,” Pan Zhi put away his mobile phone. As soon as I sprinkle, it's gone. "

"You haven't talked for a long time, actually," Jiang Yan said.

"Since I haven't seen you since I took a vacation, I haven't talked much," Pan Zhi scratched his chest, "Sheng Shengyi went from a to b."

"I'll send you a set of underwear before you go back." Jiang Yan said.

"Here," Pan Zhi pointed forward, "Fourth Middle School ... The face is quite big, bigger than our school."

The school door was open. As they walked in, the guard looked at them and said nothing.

"No matter?" Pan Zhi said.

"Whether you're upset?" Jiang Yan squinted and squinted at him, "Not cheap."

"Turn around." Pan Zhi stretched his arms a little.

"Also ..." Jiang Yan looked around, "It's quite big."

"That's because our school is so rich in gold in the city center. I can't expand it if I want to expand," said Pan Zhi. "This school is so cool, and the playground must be big ... Go to the stadium?"

"Um." Jiang Yan answered.

He and Pan Zhi are probably the most concerned about the stadium. Originally, there were several indoor basketball courts in the school, and the football fields were shoveled because they wanted to make room for the teaching building. Although they did not play, they also felt suffocated.

In contrast, the venue of this fourth middle school is much more comfortable.

There is a football field, but there are a bunch of people playing on the field in such a cold day.

There are two outdoor basketball courts nearby, as well as volleyball courts.

"Is there an indoor one, look in?" Pan Zhi touched him with his arm.

The depressed mood of Jiang Yan over the past few days has been significantly alleviated by the No. 4 Middle School campus. Compared to Li Baoguo's home and Li Baoguo's street, this spacious venue makes him finally breathe smoothly. Pleasant.

He closed his eyes, took a hard breath, and spit out Pan Zhi's shoulder: "Look."

The indoor court is not too big, but there are volleyball and badminton basketball courts, but they need to be overlapped.

There were people on both basketball courts, and when they saw someone coming in, they all came over.

Pan Zhi paused, Jiang Yan ignored these gazes, put his hands in his pockets, slowly walked down to the chairs next to the venue and sat down.

I haven't played for a long time, he intends to see others enjoy playing.

The players on the field continued to play after watching them for a while.

"Isn't the school team training?" Pan Zhi sat beside him and asked.

"No," Jiang Yan said, "enthusiast level."

"Want to go up and play?" Pan Zhi said with a smile, "Let's cooperate."

Jiang Yan shook his feet in front of him and wore a pair of casual shoes today.

"Ah," Pan Zhi leaned back, his head resting on his arms. "We don't know when we can play together."

"Don't change the style, you are not suitable for this," Jiang Yan said. Someone on the field made a beautiful three-pointer, and he shouted lowly.

The man glanced at him, and smiled and clenched his fists.

Although he didn't play, sitting with Pan Zhi on the sidelines to watch people play still gave him a short period of peace, and cut off all the upset episodes.

As long as you don't think about it, Pan Zhi will return to the grey life as soon as he leaves tomorrow.

He stared at the people on the field with a lot of attention. When the court came in again, he didn't notice. Several people on the field stopped and looked at the door with a bad expression He just returned to God.

"How do you feel there is a play?" Pan Zhi whispered a little excitedly beside him.

"What ..." Jiang Yan turned to look at, and hesitated. "Play?"

One two three four five six, six people came in.

Jiang Yan felt surprised that he almost flashed his back teeth.

No, yes, okay, bird, four, behind him is the one who bought water to collect his money. Gu Fei, wearing a baseball cap, walked to the end. The cap covered the windy notes on his head.

Jiang Yan admired his face memory ability a bit, and he was able to write down these faces when he was dizzy.

It was a miracle to meet six strangers he had met in a strange city, a strange school at the same time.

Jiang Yan felt that it was probably infected by Pan Zhi, and watched a few of them come slowly with a mood of anticipating the opening of the drama.

It looks like he's here to play. One of Gu Fei's sports pants and basketball shoes was holding a ball in his hand.

"Dafei?" Someone spoke on the field.

"Ah." Gu Fei answered.

"What are you doing?" The man asked.

"Come to play." Gu Fei said, his tone was very peaceful, and there was no smell of gunpowder.

"... all up?" The man hesitated and asked again.

"Old, weak, and sick." Gu Fei took off his jacket and turned to want to throw it over the chair. When he saw Jiang Yan who was sitting on the chair, he was suddenly drooled and stared. He coughed for a long time.

Jiang Yan accepted the expression of "want to see a good show but ended up being disappointed without opening": "So clever."

"Good morning," Gu Fei said.

"Are they all together?" The people on the field asked.

"No," Jiang Yan answered.

Gu Fei left three of the six of them ready to play, and the other three came to sit beside Jiang Yan and Pan Zhi.

The one who collected the money sat down next to Jiang Yan and stretched out his hand at him: "My name is Li Yan."

"Jiang Xuan," Jiang Xuan patted on his hand and pointed to Pan Zhi, "my brother Pan Zhi."

"All four of them?" Li Yan looked at them both. "I haven't seen you before."

"Yes," Jiang Yan didn't want to explain too much. "You are all in the middle of the fourth?"

The other two people laughed behind them, maybe not intentionally, but with habitual mockery in their voices, Li Yan turned his head and stunned them: "We look like students?"

"Who knows?" Jiang Yan was a little upset, "I used to stare without catching people."

Li Yan's face suddenly looked a little unpleasant. He turned his head to look at the people on the court and ignored him.

The people behind probably didn't feel the atmosphere between them. Someone said, "Da Fei is a sophomore."

"Oh." Jiang Yan answered.

What a coincidence.