Watching the old lady mixing tofu pudding, Deng Haijun asked without thinking: "Grandma, it's almost dark, you are still out setting up a stall, aren't your family worried?"
Zhuang Ziang frowned, the Taoist priest who had just interpreted the fortune said that this was a lonely old man.
Aren't you rubbing salt into the wound by asking such a question?
Sure enough, the old lady looked sad: "I have no family."
"I'm sorry, grandma, he doesn't talk much." Zhuang Ziang put ten yuan on the stall.
Tofu pudding costs five yuan a bowl, and after deducting the cost, it doesn't make much money.
If it weren't for the pressure of life, who would be willing to come out in the cold wind at such an old age?
The old lady's hands and feet were quite agile, and she quickly handed them two bowls of tofu pudding.
Zhuang Ziang wanted salty tofu pudding, which was added with soy sauce, chili oil, chopped green onion, pickled mustard and other seasonings.
He scooped a piece with a spoon and put it in his mouth.
The tofu pudding was very smooth and melted in the mouth.
The aroma of the chili oil is very unique, and you will never forget it after eating it once.
"It's delicious. Goodbye, grandma." Zhuang Ziang nodded with a smile.
"Thank you." The old lady carefully collected the money.
Her eyes stayed on the red rope on Zhuang Ziang's wrist for a moment.
The already turbid eyes became even darker.
"Haijun, you are too outspoken. Why do you mention other people's sad things?"
After walking away, Zhuang Ziang complained about Deng Haijun's rude behavior just now.
Deng Haijun said embarrassedly: "I thought she was in the same group with the Taoist priest, deliberately making up stories to cheat tourists, but it doesn't seem like that."
"You are so ignorant of the ways of the world, you will probably be lonely in the future." Zhuang Ziang said venomously.
"No, I will never feel lonely wandering in the ocean of mathematics and physics." Deng Haijun laughed.
He pushed the bowl in front of Zhuang Ziang: "It's sweet, do you want to try it?"
Zhuang Ziang said disdainfully: "Dogs won't eat sweet tofu brain, take it away quickly."
Looking back at the old man who was setting up a stall alone in the night, he felt particularly uncomfortable.
Thinking of the inexplicable words of the Taoist priest, he became more and more irritable.
Why did he draw a bad fortune for no reason?
It's true that there is nothing to worry about in the world, but mediocre people worry about it themselves.
The night fell completely, and the neon lights of the city illuminated the night sky.
Deng Haijun took a taxi home. Before leaving, he was full of ambition: "Zhuang Ziang, if you continue to indulge in the land of tenderness, even if you don't run away, you will soon not be my opponent."
Zhuang Ziang sneered: "Tsk, as long as I am in school for one day, you can't be the first."
"Very good, you are a decent opponent."
"If you want to surpass me, work hard for another hundred years!"
After saying the harsh words, they went home.
After returning to the rental house and feeding the fish, Zhuang Ziang lay on the bed, tossing and turning.
He picked up his phone and edited a message to Little Butterfly.
"I had a bowl of delicious tofu pudding today. Do you want to go together next time?"
He hesitated for a long time before he made up his mind and clicked send.
He regretted it after sending it. What a bad excuse for an invitation.
As always, there was no reply.
The next day, Zhuang Ziang opened his eyes from his sleep and took out his phone as soon as he woke up, but was disappointed again.
Little Butterfly still didn't reply.
She didn't do this before. She would always reply before Zhuang Ziang woke up.
She said that as long as she saw it, she would definitely reply.
That means she hasn't seen it yet.
The phone is out of power, or it's out of payment!
Zhuang Ziang still completed the two exams in the morning and afternoon with ease.
The name inside the seal line is still Su Yudie.
He thought that since he had used the name of Little Butterfly and got the first place in the grade, he should be able to find her class.
In such a big campus, there must be someone who knows her.
After the exam, classes were held as normal for the next two days.
The teachers were busy marking the papers, and the results would be released probably next Monday.
After the exam, Zhuang Ziang did not take off the red rope on his wrist.
The peach blossoms on the tree were blown away by the spring breeze overnight.
Only the red rope still had the fragrance of flowers.
In the past two days, Zhuang Ziang read the message back and forth hundreds of times, but he never received a reply from Little Butterfly.
She suddenly withdrew from his world as if she had evaporated from the face of the earth.
In the math class on Friday morning, Zhuang Ziang suddenly had a nosebleed again.
Big drops of blood fell, staining the title page of the math book red.
Li Huangxuan was shocked and hurriedly helped him to the bathroom to deal with it, and also sent him to the infirmary.
"Son, what happened to you? Don't scare dad."
Zhuang Ziang forced a smile: "It's okay, the food was too good these two days, I'm a little irritated."
Li Huangxuan punched him lightly on the chest: "We are father and son, don't hold back if there is trouble, I will handle it with you no matter how big it is."
"Well, I have so much nosebleed, I am not going to die, right?" Zhuang Ziang continued to laugh.
"Then you die early, I will send the young to the old, do you prefer a flip-top or a sliding coffin?" Li Huangxuan also laughed.
But he would never think of it.
The truth is often said in a joking way.
"By the way, your little butterfly, why haven't you been seen these two days?" Li Huangxuan suddenly remembered that he hadn't seen the beautiful girl for several days.
"She seems to have something to do and asked for leave." Zhuang Ziang looked lonely.
"Then you are really a perfect match, asking for leave every two days." Li Huangxuan joked.
Zhuang Ziang blocked his nostrils with a tissue and finally stopped the bleeding.
There were still twenty minutes before the end of get out of class.
I finally escaped from Master Miejue's math class, but I didn't want to go back too early.
Li Huangxuan raised his eyebrows: "Come on?"
Zhuang Ziang smiled and said: "Come on, don't ban Zhuang Zhou."
Li Huangxuan originally just said it casually, because with Zhuang Ziang's character, he would definitely refuse and then go back to class honestly.
I didn't expect that you, a good student with thick eyebrows and big eyes, would fall to this point.
The two logged into the game and started double-rowing.
Time is really a magical thing. A math class is 45 minutes, which is really tortured.
But this time may not be enough to play two ranked games.
The two teenagers hid in the corner of the bathroom and played games.
Zhuang Ziang was so bad that he picked his feet and was criticized by Li Huangxuan.
"Why is your butterfly flying around? You used the wrong skill."
"I'm hitting the red buff, why are you here? You used your second skill to steal it automatically."
"Ultra, I'm being attacked, use your ultimate skill quickly."
...
Zhuang Ziang stared at the screen with his eyes, carefully operating Zhuang Zhou riding a fish.
Although it was a pit, it was also very happy.
There are really not many opportunities to play games with Li Huangxuan.
"It's time to fight in a group. You listen to my orders. Use your ultimate skill when I tell you to." Li Huangxuan looked nervous, as if he was facing a great enemy.
Seeing the opposite Guiguzi start a group fight, he immediately yelled: "Ultra!"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a bang beside him.
The toilet door was pushed open by someone, revealing Zhang Zhiyuan's angry face.
Li Huangxuan leaned against the wall, trembling: "Zhang... Teacher Zhang, have you been squatting in the toilet?"
Zhang Zhiyuan grabbed the phone: "You played games during class time, and the phone was confiscated. Go back and write a self-criticism."
After speaking, he took the belt and left.
"Aren't we playing the game together? Why didn't he confiscate your phone?" Li Huangxuan was indignant.
Zhuang Ziang shook his head blankly.
On the screen, Zhuang Zhou, who was not being controlled by anyone, was quickly killed and said the lines of death.
"Uh, it's time to wake up!"