Twenty rings

An Ye threw Xia Ke at the school gate again. Before Xia Ke got out of the car and remembered being seen by Xu Dongliang that day, the hand pushing the car door stopped: "The sophomore in your school..."

Zhou Minmin's family background is quite unusual - in fact, he has such a vigorous youthful look, he can tell that his family background is good at a glance, but how good is his family background?Let those who want to build a relationship be uncertain.He tried every means to hide it, but rumors still leaked out that his family was a step up from the rich and powerful, a serious and honest small government office.

Xu Dongliang was just the opposite. The kid who came out of the small town was called Phoenix Boy.He was inseparable from Zhou Minmin, courting in every possible way, and most of them regarded Xu Dongliang as wanting to make money from this small yamen.If Xia Ke thinks, Xia Ke has no idea about it.Zhou Minmin is pure and not a fool, there is no need to limit his freedom to make friends in the name of protecting him.

He wanted to mention Xu Dongliang just now, but he stopped. He and Xu Dongliang had no grievances, and he mentioned it in front of the vice president of another hospital. What if he cheated others.

Just jumped out of the car and waved his hands as "goodbye".

On Xia Ke's birthday, he received several text messages.One of them belonged to Minmin's little classmate.The little classmate somehow remembered Xia Ke's birthday, and sent a text message saying: Happy birthday, senior!The kaomoji with a smiley villain opening his hands and throwing flowers, followed by a pile of cakes, ribbons, and birthday hats, and then ps: Next time, I will invite my seniors to eat skewers~

One is from former president Yang Cuiyu, she graduated from graduate school, thousands of miles away, busy with work, Xia Ke made an appointment with her to chat with her when she had time.

He didn't wait for a word from Shang Tang.

Sense Tang’s thinking is probably: I can treat you well, but you can’t think about me. If you think about me, I will keep you cold until you become brothers with me again.

While waiting for Shang Tang's text message, Xia Ke remembered that last year, Shang Tang only knew about his birthday the day before his birthday.What did Shako say?He was flipping through the pages of the book, pretending to say "Oh, why didn't my birthday become a statutory holiday", but he didn't want to think about it at all.He took the exam on his birthday. To be honest, he hadn’t heard much about that class—he was playing games and selling accounts and equipment in an off-campus Internet cafe day and night. , The knowledge will come out of the ears with a little movement.

He stayed up all night until six o'clock the next morning, still shaking his brother in the dormitory: "Ask me another question, ask me another question!" The exam was at two o'clock in the afternoon, and by eleven o'clock, he was studying with bloodshot eyes Excited, not wanting to eat, completely ignoring the mobile phone, pacing in the dormitory like a trapped animal, rolling up the book and raising his arms and singing the Internationale: "Arise, hungry and cold slaves, arise, suffering students all over the world!"

When it was 12:30, just over an hour before the exam, his mental head passed, and his whole body was like a potted plant, which was irrigated entirely by the coffee in the supermarket when it was on sale. He almost had to use tape to hold his eyelids open.

Shang Tang came to his dormitory with a large thermos cup, glanced around, put the thermos cup in front of him with a frown, twisted off the lid, and said involuntarily: "Get up, eat."

Shang Tang handed him chopsticks, Xia Ke caught it reflexively, and smelled a very hot fragrance.After the heat fog dissipated, it was discovered that it was not rice, but noodles, and it was not school noodles, but birthday noodles, and there was only one long-lasting noodles in the whole bowl.

Long noodles with Shanxi flavor.

Shangtang, who grew up in this city, has a registered permanent residence in this city, but his native place is Shanxi.Xia Ke made a rumor about him, saying that Mr. Shang is the young master of the local rich man's coal boss's family.

Holding the chopsticks, Xia Ke picked up the noodles and asked, "Where did you get the noodles?"

Shangtang Noodles was expressionless: "The master of the Shanxi noodle shop made it. Don't worry, it wasn't made by my mother. My mother's eggs can't even be boiled."

Shake felt relieved to eat.Shanxi noodles do not pay attention to toppings, but pay attention to the way of noodles.No matter which noodles Shangtang buys, one noodle is pulled into a bowl, and there is no fluffy ash in the noodles.He watched the bowl stuffing the noodles into his mouth, and he didn't know whether he should bite off this kind of noodles or not, and if he bit off, it would be unlucky.

This bowl of noodles is very light, hardly authentic Shanxi flavor, but light is suitable for those who stay up late.There is no meat, fried sauce, tomato and egg stew, just bone soup, sprinkled with a few green onions, the soup is thick and white, with a layer of oil boiled from pork bones floating on the top.

Xia Ke ate the noodles and drank the soup in a daze, Shang Tang rolled up his sleeves, packed his thermos and went out to wash.

Amidst the sound of washing water, the pair next door in the corridor started talking again.

"Serving your daughter-in-law is the only thing you can do, right?"

"Oh, there's no such thing as serving a daughter-in-law. This is serving a father."

Shang Tang washed the thermos cup and came back: "Are you going to take the exam?"

Xia Ke said, "Yes, dear son."

Shang Tang kicked him with a green face.

But in the end, Xia Ke failed in that exam.The whole school was famous for the vigorous planting, and the president of the student council handed in a blank paper with saliva.

Xia Ke has plausible words. How can a college student who has never failed a course have the nerve to call himself a college student in the new era?

The truth of the matter is this: the bowl of noodles made Xia Ke feel full and relaxed, and he fell asleep as soon as he relaxed.The invigilator went around to him several times, trying to wake him up, but Xia Ke fell asleep like a dead man, so the invigilator gave up in despair and let him fall.

Xia Ke felt that it was worth it in his heart, with that bowl of noodles in his stomach, he seemed to have thought about it.In reality, Shang Tang was waiting for him to finish the exam, but in his dream he dreamed of Shang Tang again, everything was worth it.

He didn't know how many times Shang Tang tossed and turned in bed that night.

The simple and blunt "Happy Birthday" was lying in his outbox without emoticons or emoticons.

Of course he remembered Xia Ke's birthday, but he didn't think it was suitable for him to send this message on Xia Ke's birthday.

Maybe I just wanted to chill him.Shang Tang thought, he doesn't mind if he treats Xia Ke as if he signed a treaty of humiliating power and humiliating the country, but Xia Ke can't take that step.Once Shake takes that step, he will pull Shake back to the safe zone of "friends" and "brothers".

Shang Tang waited until the next morning, after finishing his big class, before opening the message. Edit: Happy birthday.Forgot yesterday.

Press send, squeeze the phone tightly in your pocket, and get a reply within 30 seconds.

Polite: Oh thanks.

In the past three years, a person can understand every subtle movement of another person, the meaning of every tone of voice when the action is invisible, and even the mood behind the characters on the screen when he cannot even hear the tone.

He came back in such a timely manner, Xia Ke must have been waiting for him.If Xia Ke replied: Thanks, brother.It's just that he still remembers the word "brother", but he didn't say that. He doesn't bear hatred, and Shang Tang doesn't know how to feel.