It’s Hard Being the Bad Guy

The two were too old to pouting their butts and playing in the mud. Grandma Wang asked them to come down to play. They didn't know what to play for a while, so they could only wander around with their hands in their pants. They had to stop when they met a neighbor they knew before. A few words of greeting.

The knitting factory built a basketball court on the edge of the family area, and sometimes organized employees to play ball games. Usually, the group of middle and high school sports activists occupied it.

When Wen Ai and Yue Xiao passed the basketball court, they swept their gazes through the wire fence and saw two familiar figures-Luo Dongdong and Chen Feiyang. The two were playing awkwardly one-on-one, and Wen Ai could feel the fierce atmosphere between them all far away.

Luo Dongdong couldn't help this part, he could appear here and Chen Feiyang's awkward ball, there is only one reason. Wen Ai looked around and found that the little girl in the dress in the stands was Miao Miao?

Yue Xiao asked next to him: "Go to say hello?"

Wen Ai glared at him: "Do you still use it?"

A few people have been playing since childhood, and the junior high school is in a school. The relationship is so good, and it happens to be unreasonable to pretend to be invisible.

The two walked around to the entrance of the basketball court. Today, the iron net gate was a bit narrow. The gap of 70 or 80 centimeters was visually measured. It was quite spacious when one person passed it. If they had to pass two people at the same time, it seemed that the two people were a bit mentally retarded.

Wen Ai leaned his body in time before finally squeezing in the door, almost before falling over.

He turned his head and said annoyed at Yue Xiao: "Why do you grab it with me? Can't you come in the next step?"

"Didn't you just say you want to go side by side?" Yue Xiao smiled at Wen Ai while patting the sleeve dust that had just been stained on the iron door frame, "I promised you."

Seeing that he was serious, Wen Ai said inexplicably: "You are incapable of thinking."

Yue Xiao didn't refute, just smiled at him.

"Why are you here? Rare guests!" Miao Miao was so bored alone in the stands, his eyes lit up when he saw Wen Ai and Yue Xiao, "I was so bored, it happened that you were talking to me."

Wen Ai sat down next to her: "Erdong and Feiyang are both with you, are you still bored?"

Miao Miao showed a speechless expression: "They have been fighting since noon, and they haven't said more than ten sentences to me. I really don't know why they called me."

Wen Ai said something nice to them: "Let you be the referee, and I will call you specifically."

"Come on." Miao Miao lowered her head and adjusted her skirt. "I'm an audience at best."

Wen Ai soothed her a few words, turned to look at Yue Xiao, and pointed at the duo of awkward ball on the field with his chin: "Have you seen it, you are as indifferent as you."

Yue Xiao followed him and nodded: "I saw it."

Luo Dongdong and Chen Feiyang were engaged in the fight, and only saw Wen Ai and Yue Xiao when they returned to the stand side of the stand with sweat.

"Look at Grandma Wang again?" Chen Feiyang greeted them, bent down and pulled out a box of sandwich biscuits from the backpack on the ground, and divided a piece for everyone.

"Yeah." Wen Ai answered while gnawing on the cookies, "Come and send something."

Luo Dongdong didn't ask for Chen Feiyang's biscuits. He took two sips of water and jokes with a curly hair: "Little fat guy is little fat guy, he takes it with him anytime, anywhere."

Luo Dongdong looked at Miao Miao: "Miao Miao, such a person can't ask for it."

"Don't keep calling me Fatty, I'm already smoking." Chen Feiyang sent the biscuits in front of him again, "I really don't eat it? It's to add strength."

"No need." Luo Dongdong sat next to Yue Xiao and put his shoulders on his shoulders, "We are thin and physically strong, aren't we, Brother Ma?"

"Yes, but Feiyang is also thin now." Yue Xiao smiled and pointed to the bicycle parked outside the basketball court. "Erdong, do you lend me a ride for a while?"

"What kind of bike!" Luo Dongdong squeezed his shoulder, "I still want to play with you for a while!"

Yue Xiao shook his head: "Don't fight."

"Don't pester people." Chen Feiyang pulled Luo Dongdong off Yue Xiao's back and pointed at Wen Ai with his chin. "Can Brother Ma leave Junjun to play with you?"

"Little Zhuzi, come together." Luo Dongdong stood up and snapped his fingers at Wen Ai next to Yue Xiao, "I teach you, teach and teach you!"

Wen Ai looked at the sweat from Luo Dongdong's neck and shook his head: "Don't play."

Yes, Wen Ai voted vetoed it, no one wanted to talk about Yue Xiao anymore.

Luo Dongdong took out the key to the car lock and threw it into Yue Xiao's arms, holding the basketball and went off the court with Chen Feiyang.

Miao Miao felt boring, and followed Wen Ai and Yue Xiao to leave the court. After they came out, they said goodbye to them. After turning the skirt, he went home with a light gait.

Yue Xiao pushed the bicycle onto the road, stepped onto the seat, turned to Wen Ai and said, "Come on, go for a drive!"

Wen Ai came over, held his shoulders, raised his legs, and sat in the back seat.

The weather was still sultry at the end of August. At this moment, the wheels of the car turned, and the wind blew, the whole person was refreshed.

Yue Xiao rode very steadily, and drove Wen Ai through the family area that carried their childhood memories. The exterior walls of many buildings have been yellowed, covering a sense of age, and familiar people and things have returned. I still stay here, the cold noodle stall in front of the flower bed, the mahjong hall on the first floor of the third unit, the largest yellow jukebox tree next to the open space-you see, there are still a few little kids hanging on the branches.

Wen Ai and Yue Xiao were sitting in the same car and looking at the same scenery. They probably recalled the same things.

"Sit down," Yue Xiao said suddenly, "It's going downhill."

Wen Ai instantly let go of Yue Xiao's clothes and grabbed his waist.

There is only one **** in the family area, not long, but terribly steep.

"You slow down!" Wen Ai didn't even have the courage to even look at the steep slope, but dared to yell at Yue Xiao, "If you throw me down, I will never end with you!"

Yue Xiao held the brake lever firmly: "Don't be afraid."

As soon as the voice fell, Wen Ai felt the whole person lean forward by a large margin, and then slanted all the way down like this. The speed was getting faster and faster, and the car was vibrating constantly, as if it would be one in the next second. It's the same as head turning downhill.

"Yue Xiao——" Wen Ai shrank behind Yue Xiao like a little pup seeking shelter, his two hands wrapped around his waist like vines, the tighter and tighter, "Yue Xiao Yue Xiao Yue Xiao..."

"I'm here." Yue Xiao's voice came from the wind blowing beside his ears, "It's almost here."

It only took a few seconds to rush down the hill, but Wen Ai felt the panicking weightlessness that lasted for a century.

After returning to the flat ground, Yue Xiao stopped the car, supported the ground with his feet, turned his head and asked, "How are you doing?"

"What's so good..." Wen Ai hugged Yue Xiao's waist, put his head sideways on his back and breathed deeply, and said softly, "You let me slowly..."

"it is good."

Yue Xiao didn't dare to move anymore. He was busy manipulating the front of the car when he was very fast just now. He stopped and calmed down. He later realized how ambiguous Wen Ai was holding him so dependently.

Yue Xiao's body became stiffer and stiffer, Wen Ai felt it, straightened up and let go of him, and slapped him on his back easily: "How did it become hard?"

Yue Xiao blushed and did not dare to look back, and coughed awkwardly: "Your necklace is touching me, it hurts a bit."

"It deserves it." Wen Ai lowered his head and pulled the little bamboo horse out of the collar. He had worn this necklace for more than three years. He didn't know how many red strings were changed. "Why didn't you think of this when you carved it? I was often caught This thing hits my chest unexpectedly. It always hurts. I haven't said anything yet!"

Yue Xiao was silent for a while: "If it hurts, take it off."

"Do you want to take command?" Wen Ai tucked the little bamboo horse back into his clothes and patted him on the shoulder, "Go to the stadium and return the car to grandma's house for dinner."

Yue Xiao laughed, his voice rose, and he stepped on the pedal: "Go!"

In the third year of the junior high school, the students are under the pressure of the high school entrance examination. Only those with excellent grades can continue to study in high school, otherwise they can only go to technical school.

Yue Xiao was not the one who was studying, and his grades were not good enough. Every night he shut himself up and worked hard.

After dinner that day, Wen Ai knocked on Yue Xiao's door, and Yue Xiao was a little surprised when he saw him holding a pile of review materials.

"What are you doing at Chumenkou!" Wen Ai said in an angry voice, "These books are not heavy!"

"I'll get it." Yue Xiao quickly took all the books from him, "Come in."

Wen Ai walked to the door and sat down at the desk. He took the exercise book opened on the desk aside and made a space: "Let it here."

Yue Xiao put the book over, dragged a bench and sat next to Wen Ai: "This is?"

"Are you stupid to this level? Can't tell if you help you with tutoring?" Wen Ai's expression was a little unnatural, "I wouldn't bother to teach you unless my father had to ask me to come."

Yue Xiao laughed suddenly: "Thank you."

Wenyi's grades in all subjects are very good, the only shortcoming is mathematics, but it is good enough for Yue Xiao to make up lessons.

It's just that if you don't get acquainted, you don't get acquainted. Wen Ai has been talking for a long time, and the words are dry, and Yue Xiao's question is still wrong.

Wen Ai threw away the pen in frustration, and Yue Xiao helped him pour a glass of water: "Sorry, I'm too stupid."

Wen Ai drank the water and didn't know what to say.

Yue Xiao smiled: "Don't waste time for me, review it yourself."

Wen Ai put the cup on the table: "Don't be so self-defeating, even if you want to join the army, you have to finish high school, right?"

The plot clearly asked, my hero!

Seeing that Wen Ai really didn't plan to leave, Yue Xiao hesitated for a long time and finally explained: "Actually...Dad talked to me in the afternoon. He relieved me of pressure. If I can't pass the exam, he helps me find a relationship..."

Wen Ai was stunned on the bench, reverberating in his head, "Daddy insists on me to help you—"

The whole person is bad.

Wen Ai picked up the review materials on the table and left without any delay.

"Wait!" Yue Xiao chased it out, "Don't be angry."

Before he could speak, Wen Ai's room door hit him in the face.

Wen Ai's angry voice came from the door: "Explode where you are! Hate!"

Yue Xiao rubbed his red nose innocently, feeling very happy in his heart.