The flute sounds bright and the resonance of the interior space sounds melodious and agile.

Gu Fei didn't know why some people thought that such an instrument was not as high as a piano. Jiang Yan stood there leaning on the table, holding the small black thin tube in his hand, which was quite strong.

The music he played sounded very cheerful, but Gu Fei could somehow hear a bit of loneliness, I don't know if it was because the instrument itself was the one who played it.

The last note resounded in the jumping fire, and slowly disappeared. Jiang Yan's hand holding the flute dropped, and neither of them spoke.

After a while, Jiang Yan raised his head, with an inconspicuous smile on the corner of his mouth: "How?"

"Awesome." Gu Fei answered, clapping slaps.

"Can't you talk well?" Jiang Yan took a small piece of flannel and wiped it on the mouthpiece. "It's so unsmooth as soon as I speak."

"Great," Gu Fei replied, "It should have been a long time, right?"

"Well," Jiang Yan responded, thinking about shaking his head again, "It doesn't seem to be long, and I haven't studied piano for a long time."

"It didn't take long to blow so well," Gu Fei said, "it is indeed ..."

Gu Fei said halfway before continuing, Jiang Yan sighed: "Yeah, learn the hegemon, when will this stalk be finished?"

Gu Fei laughed for a while and then said, "It's really good."

"It's not difficult. Getting started is easy," Jiang Yan held the flute in his hand and turned it around a few times, and handed it to him, "Would you like to try?"

"... Then I try," Gu Fei went to him, took the flute, "directly blow?"

"Otherwise?" Jiang Yan asked.

"I mean, do you have cleanliness?" Gu Fei said.

Jiang Yan laughed, feeling that he couldn't take it this night. After laughing for a long time, he pointed around, "In this environment, whoever comes in cleanliness comes in and collapses."

"Also, I just took the dead quilt," Gu Fei took the whistle and looked at him, pressing his finger against the air hole as he did, "Right?"

"Well," Jiang Yan gently flicked his fingertips. "Press tightly, the sound is leaking."

After Gu Fei pressed it, he tried to blow gently.

The flute made a tight, shrill squeak, and he frowned, beginning: "Hey, how can I make this sound, startle me."

Jiang Yan smiled reluctantly: "Relax a bit, let it out, don't take it away, it's nice to hear it all out."

"Okay." Gu Fei inflated, and then blew back again.

Much better this time, the sound is loud and long, but listen ...

"Forget it," Gu Fei let go of his flute. "Easy to get started doesn't mean you can just listen to two sips. It's just moving. I don't know I thought I brought it over.

"It's still tight," Jiang Yan took the flute, and put his mouthpiece on his pants casually. "Look at my face, please relax."

Gu Fei looked at him very seriously, he played a scale: "Do you understand?"

"I want to say I don't understand," Gu Fei smiled. "Will you scold someone?"

Jiang Yan didn't speak, and continued to play with the flute. The scales, short pieces of music, and after playing for a while Gu Fei raised his hand and poked on his face: "This relaxation you said ..."

The music stopped abruptly, and Jiang Di's flute was drawn directly into his hand.

"I fuck!" Gu Fei retracted his hands, rubbing his back while rubbing his hands, and cursed, "What's wrong with you?"

Jiang Ye suddenly felt awkward about trying to jump out of the window. I didn't know if it was because he had drunk alcohol, or because of this close face to face, he always felt that the air around him was ambiguous.

Gu Fei's voice and the breath when Gu Fei talked and breathed made him feel dizzy.

The touch of his fingertips on his face was only a slight touch, and the area was so small that it was negligible, but this action still made him overreact.

At this moment he was a little confused whether this was his conditioned reflex or subconscious avoidance.

The key Gu Fei was baffled by a tube of him, and he could not explain it.

Hello, I don't like people touching me.

Because I like men, I don't want to be met by men.

Hello, Wang Jiuri said that I was forced to make a very correct judgment ...

"Wang Xu said that you can't make people pat your shoulders," Gu Fei looked at him, snatching his lines, "You're really good."

"Ah," Jiang Yan looked at him, "Did you just find out?"

Gu Fei didn't speak, glaring at him.

Jiang Yan didn't know what to say, so he stood and stared at Gu Fei.

After staring for ten seconds, Jiang Yan felt that something was not good, and he wanted to laugh.

I want to laugh very much.

If this kind of thing that pumps Gu Fei a pipe and laughs more than ever happens, Gu Fei should come and fight him.

Therefore, wine can not be sipped casually, it is easy to do bad things.

After all this thought, he gritted his teeth and didn't smile. Gu Fei probably glared at him, and rubbed his hands again: "You have to lose because you are not a woman, or you might not marry."

Jiang Yan burst into laughter in this second.

Laughing at him!

What's so funny about it!

One paper cup of Niu Er can turn you into mental retardation!

Are you stupid, Jiang Yan? Yes.

While he was teaching himself in a storm, he laughed so much that he laughed at the table behind him.

"Do you believe me pumping you?" Gu Fei said.

Jiang Yan covered the wound on the ribs and continued to be happy. Gu Fei was finally infected by his mental retardation again, and then laughed.

However, in addition to being mentally handicapped, this laugh was also beneficial. The embarrassment that wrapped Jiang Yan was finally laughed out.

Just laugh back.

"Hey ..." He slumped on the sand. "Sorry, I probably drank too much."

Gu Feishu took a breath, presumably waiting for the laughter to pass, and then came down and sat down on the sofa next to him: "Wang Xu said he patted you on the shoulder, and you're going to do it with him?"

Although the sofa is very worn, the flexibility is still a bit surprisingly good. Gu Fei smashed like a cannonball, Jiang Yan was bounced, and he felt dizzy as if he were about to take off.

"I'm not interested in doing so with him." He patted the sofa and got up and smashed down.

Gu Fei next to him also played.

"You are naive," said Gu Fei, then got up and smashed again.

"You open your head first ..." Jiang Yan was a little crooked this time and fell to Gu Fei's side.

This sofa is not big, just a two-seater sofa. On the other hand, the two of them squeezed together, their heads were almost pinched.

"Fuck." Jiang Yan whispered, holding the sofa to sit upright.

With one hand, I pressed directly on Gu Fei's hand.

Gu Fei's hands are very warm, and the knuckles are very clear in the palm of his hand.

However, this time Jiang Yan had no conditional reflexes, and he didn't know why, so he froze like he was pressed to pause.

Gu Fei did not speak or move, and when he turned his face, his breath swept into his ears.

"You ..." Jiang Yan opened his mouth without knowing what he wanted to say.

"What?" Gu Fei asked.

These simple two words, under the action of alcohol and close range, are like a sparkling current. As soon as the sound comes out, Jiang Yan feels that the pores in half of his body have exploded.

He turned his face and kissed Gu Fei's face.

crazy.

This was the only content in Jiang Yan's head that was still flashing, and everything else was cleared.

His brain is gone.

Gu Fei still didn't move, and didn't talk anymore. At this moment, the two of them seemed like a statue frozen in a fixed space.

Gu Fei did not respond, and because his head was very dizzy, Jiang Yan could not see his eyes, so he only hoped that Dao Lei would split them into amnesia.

When Jiang Yan woke up in the morning, the time on his mobile phone showed ten thirty, and there were three misses from Lao Xu.

This is the first time he has been late since the beginning of school, and he will be able to make a truancy for a long time later.

He sat up on the bed, his head half-closed.

He doesn't want to go to school.

Don't want to.

Because of last night.

His last memory was that his lips touched Gu Fei's face.

I don't remember anything after that.

Even if I can remember, I don't remember.

Forcing a break, forcing amnesia.

If it is not enough skill, he should forget this scene.

He didn't sleep soundly that night, and had many dreams that he had forgotten, and now he thinks of it is a cloud of black and white and gray smoke.

Makes him feel tired.

The first feeling after sobering is shame.

And restless.

I met Gu Fei for half a winter vacation and half a semester. After drinking a wine, I went crazy and kissed my face ... Yes, I drunk crazy.

Just drunk crazy, this explanation is good.

He didn't drink enough to support him to drink a large glass of Taurus in such a short time, so he drank high.

When the drink is high, they will spread wild.

Very perfect explanation.

Jiang Yan got out of bed and put on his clothes. This reasonable explanation made him suddenly feel relieved. After washing, he called Lao Xu and rushed to school with his schoolbag.

When I was in school, it was just between classes, Jiang Yan entered the classroom with a schoolbag through the back door.

Originally, he was calm and restless along the way, but when he stepped into the classroom, he saw that Gu Fei was not absent from school, and he was bowing his head to play with the mentally retarded love.

He swears to the God of Xueba that before Gu Fei's mouth, he had no thoughts about Gu Fei. He had no other ideas except the normal appreciation of popular models such as the good looks and the good looks.

But he didn't know if Gu Fei would mind.

Although Jiang Yan was reluctant to admit it, Gu Fei was the only person he was willing to spend time with in this city. He could be regarded as a "friend".

He faintly felt a little scared. If the relationship with Gu Fei is broken, who else can he chat with.

Zhou Jing?

Wang Jiuri?

This sudden bewilderment made him somehow panic.

If Gu Fei had never met, he would always stay out of the crowd, but this feeling would not be so obvious.

"I'll go in." Jiang Yan kicked Gu Fei's chair.

"Yo," Gu Fei looked up and saw that he was somewhat surprised. "I thought you wouldn't come today."

"I overslept." Jiang Yan squeezed from behind the chair and sat down. Gu Fei looked normal, which made him feel relieved.

Gu Fei took out his whistle from the drawer: "You didn't take this yesterday."

"Oh." Jiang Yan took the whistle, and the words "yesterday" made him almost choke.

"Do you still want the keys from the steel mill?" Gu Fei asked as he swiped on the phone.

"... Yes," Jiang Yan thought for a while, "isn't it a good bird that they have opinions?"

"What's your opinion?" Gu Fei took out his key and took one from the top. "It's not a good bird anyway, and you can ignore any comments."

Jiang Yan looked at him.

"They will not have opinions, and they are not people they don't know." Gu Fei said.

"Thank you." Jiang Yan took the key.

"I have time to invite me to dinner," Gu Fei continued to play the game, "Jiu Ri's stuffing cake is enough."

"... why?" Jiang froze.

"I gave you the keys," Gu Fei said, "you still have a handle on me."

"What?" Jiang Yan turned around.

"If you don't invite me to dinner, I'll tell Jiuri that you're playing me hooligan." Gu Fei said.

"I ... fuck?" Jiang Yan felt so shocked that he couldn't care about the embarrassment. "I **** drink too much!"

"Ask us if anyone here drinks two or two halves of Niu Er and it's high." Gu Fei laughed.

"Then I will be taller in two or two," Jiang Yan felt very surprised. "Why don't you let anyone have a small amount of alcohol? There are also those who are exclusive by the amount of alcohol?"

"Also, you southerners." Gu Fei said.

"... I'm not a Southerner." Jiang Yan reminded him.

"From us," Gu Fei put down his phone, and stroked his hand in the air in front of him. "South is all south."

"Fart." Jiang Yan said.

"Just let it go. I agree that you have a bad drink. Do you still disagree with me farting?" Gu Fei said.

"I ..." Jiang Yan looked at him.

"Don't laugh," Gu Fei pointed at him, "I'm serious, you laugh again. I really want to ask you to meet at the back door of the school."

It's okay not to say this. As soon as he said it, Jiang Yan felt like he was going to laugh.

Fortunately, Zhou Jing turned his head at this moment: "Jiang Ye, Jiang Ye? Jiang ... hey discuss something with you."

"What is it?" Jiang Yan sighed.

"The mid-term exam is coming soon," said Zhou Jing. "During the exam, let me see the answer."

"How do you sit on the exam?" Jiang Yan asked. He had heard a lot of such requests before, but in the past, no matter what exams the school used to sit separately, half of the class went to the laboratory where the test was, and it would disrupt the order. If you don't press the student number, you can be a fate if you can copy an answer together.

Now I want to come to Pan Zhizhi to have such a good relationship with him, probably because they can be in the same classroom each time, and the papers are still the same.

"You can take the test just by opening the table, what else can you do?" Zhou Jing said.

"Oh, do you want to divide AB?" Jiang Yan asked again.

"No distinction," Zhou Jing said.

"... Oh." Jiang Yan felt that Pan Zhi was extremely hopeful that he would come to the fourth middle school to take the exam.

"Just put it on the table, I'll see for myself." Zhou Jing said again.

"Oh." Jiang Yan answered.

Zhou Jing went back to his table with satisfaction.

Jiang Yan turned to look at Gu Fei. He remembered that they were talking before Zhou Jing interrupted, but after turning his head, he forgot what to say.

"I don't copy." Gu Fei looked at him.

"Oh," Jiang Yan turned to the beginning, thought about it, and turned to look at him again. "Do you write your own tests?"

"Um." Gu Fei nodded.

"Can you write it?" Jiang Yan felt that Gu Fei's book had never been opened. He had to sleep in class, watch videos, listen to music, or play with mental retardation.

"Writing can be written, just pick a close answer and fill it out. What can't be written?" Gu Fei took out a handful of sugar, "Do you want to eat?"

At a glance, Jiang Yan saw the little round candy of yesterday: "Don't eat it!"

Gu Fei took a toffee into his mouth and smiled for a long time.

For several days after this day, Gu Fei didn't mention the day of drinking again. It was almost the same every day. He was late, playing mobile phone in class, and a group of people went to practice ball.

Occasionally absent from school or not asking for leave, Jiang Yan could feel Lao Xu's deep astonishment.

The key to the hut, Jiang Yan, strung on his own key.

His keys are quite large. He used to have a lot of keys for the front door of the house, the keys of the garage, the keys of the room, the keys of the drawer.

He hesitated as he put the keys on the string, took the original ones, and sighed as he saw that there was only a lone one on the key ring.

Li Baoguo just had a key, and the room door was locked. The key had long been unknown, and all the cabinet drawers in the room were unlocked.

After hanging the house key, Jiang Yan held the key in his hand and grabbed it. It was not a taste, but the feeling of loneliness and confusion before was not so strong.

Days are always moving forward, people are always changing, I do not know whether to forget or adapt.

Gu Miao didn't go to school for a week after the beating incident. Jiang Yan knew it very well because she slipped into the fourth middle school every day in the third class and ran to the corridor in front of their class.

Today came earlier, and when Jiang was a few minutes away from the second quarter, Jiang Yan saw her holding a skateboard and probing half of her head out of the classroom door.

Gu Fei made a gesture and motioned her to the corridor.

She turned and stepped on the railing and lay beside the corridor.

Jiang Yan felt that the fighting and being unable to go to school that day did not seem to affect her, and she remained the same.

He lay on the table, looking out the window, but was intercepted halfway by Gu Fei's side.

Gu Fei was also looking out of the window, and the bright sunlight came in, creating a very light halo on his side.

Jiang Yan suddenly remembered that night.

It was already very vague, and I couldn't remember what it felt when I met Gu Fei's face, but I remembered it all.

day!

How did he fall back to the other side of the sofa awkwardly, how did Gu Fei calmly set a cigarette and gave him one, how did they finish smoking together, and how amazingly did they take chicken soup together? Drink it out ... all the content that he clearly remembers but forcibly amnestics ran past him unprepared.

Now my mind is so disobedient!

"Stuffing cakes." Gu Fei turned and said.

"Ah," Jiang Yan said in response, "Ah?"

"When will you please, the game will start tomorrow." Gu Fei said.

"Today," Jiang Yan said, "with Gu Miao?"

"Um." Gu Fei nodded.

Is there a game tomorrow?

Jiang Yan took out his mobile phone and looked at the date. It really seems that this time has passed a bit fast, but it hasn't been too concentrated. The big red banner of the school game has been pulled out for several days.

Gu Miao is in a good mood today. She skateboarded around them.

"I have to make a phone call first," Wang Xu said as he walked, and pulled out his cell phone. "The donkey must let my dad do it first, and leave us what we want ... Yes, come to my house this afternoon, our class The team members, Lao Xu helped us to borrow a uniform, and then discuss the tactics. "

"Huh." Jiang Yan looked at Gu Miao, the little girl ’s hair grew quite fast, and she could see the edge of her hat, but she had no shape. The bald head is a mess ...

"Are you hurt?" Gu Fei whispered beside him.

"Well," Jiang Yan felt his ribs, "there is basically no problem."

Gu Fei did not speak, and suddenly reached out and patted him on the shoulder.

Jiang Yan looked at him: "Why?"

"Conditioning to sleep?" Gu Fei shot again.

Only then did Jiang Yan react, and he did not speak for a long time.