The basketball game can no longer be played, and the group fight can no longer be played. Watching Chen Rui and the others finish writing a three-thousand-word review, and then go to the infirmary to apply the ointment, this grievance is understood.

But a group of people didn't want to go back to No. 3 Middle School, so they sat idle on the playground stand in the sunset, each with a popsicle in their mouth, and meditated on life.

Contemplating and pondering, Xiao Pang still turned around unwillingly, and asked Song Yan for the 108th time, "Are you and Master Xia really just good brothers?"

Song Yan sat on a high place and leaned over to look at him: "Do you really want to be beaten?"

"..." Little Fatty said, "I'm sorry for disturbing you."

After saying that, he turned around and pretended that nothing happened.

Song Yan also retracted his murderous gaze, but when he turned his gaze, he caught a glimpse of the girl who was walking towards them under the stand, so he kicked Xia Zhiye, who was lazily peeling chestnuts next to him, and said angrily. : "Get up, someone is looking for it."

Xia Zhiye looked up and understood, stood up and patted the ashes on his trousers: "Don't worry, I'll go back when I go, I won't run with others..."

"Run your uncle."

Before he could finish speaking, Song Yan kicked him off the stand.

Seeing someone's highly jealous expression, Xia Zhiye couldn't help but lower his head and smile, and when he walked up to Jiang Yuanyuan, his expression slightly restrained: "What's the matter, what's the matter?"

"That... um... it's actually nothing, I just wanted to say thank you, and then I'm very sorry for causing you such a big grievance and delaying your basketball game. This is a little bit of my heart, I hope you can laugh at it." Jiang Yuanyuan handed over a stack of tickets.

Xia Zhiye glanced at it and asked, "This is?"

"My dad's company issued a lot of package tickets for the newly opened amusement park in the south of the city. It's useless for me to take it anyway. You can hand it over to me, and it will be an apology."

Some favors, others want to repay, if you don't accept it, it will make others feel bad. Only if you accept it will the unhappy past be considered complete.

So Xia Zhiye didn't say anything, just took it and said, "Thanks."

"It's okay, you're welcome, I wish you a good time." Jiang Yuanyuan smiled gracefully and gracefully, then turned and left.

No extra words, no extra stay.

Like knowing that there is no need to say something to make everyone embarrassed, it is a kind of fulfillment to let those young minds quietly draw a tacit ending.

Song Yan, who was sitting on the top stand, couldn't hear their conversation, and could only see Jiang Yuanyuan handing Xia Zhiye something like a ticket, and then Xia Zhiye accepted it without thinking, and suddenly felt Xia Zhiye's freshly peeled chestnuts are no longer sweet.

I have been busy here and there for most of the day to plead for him, but in the end I was helping someone to renew their relationship.

As soon as Xia Zhiye turned his head, he met Song Yan's icy gaze, curled the corner of his lower lip slightly, and walked up slowly: "Brother Yan, are you free this weekend?"

Song Yan rolled his eyes and didn't bother to roll his eyes. They basically never entered the blind spot of each other's field of vision twenty-four hours a day, except for the half hour of bathing. Is he free, Xia Zhiye didn't have a clue.

On the contrary, the little fat man sitting below loves to join in the fun and turns around actively: "I'm free, I'm free! What, does Master Xia have any plans for activities?"

"Jiang Yuanyuan said that in order to express his gratitude and apology, please go to the amusement park. Tickets are valid until December 1." Xia Zhiye distributed the tickets.

Five main players, three substitutes, two cheerleaders, and ten tickets are just right.

Xiaopang and Kong Xiaoxiao happily took the tickets: "Why don't we go tomorrow? Anyway, the basketball game has also been canceled, and there is no homework this weekend, so if you are idle, you will be idle."

Liu Yue stuffed the tickets: "I won't go, I'm not interested in this kind of thing."

After speaking, he left with a few basketball teams.

Zhou Ziqiu also stood up: "I have an appointment on the weekend, but I don't have time."

Xiaopang and Kong Xiaoxiao could only look at the two remaining people: "Brother Yan, Master Xia, are you going?"

Xia Zhiye stretched his legs lazily: "Don't look at me, ask you to hate brother, I said it doesn't count."

Kong Xiaoxiao looked at Song Yan expectantly, and then got a ruthless sentence: "Don't go."

"..."

Kong Xiaoxiao, who was rejected so badly, asked Song Yan, a classmate from Beijing, a question, "Do you know what a person like Master Xia is called in Chengdu dialect?"

Song Yan: "?"

Kong Xiaoxiao: "Rake your ears."

After finishing speaking, Song Yan didn't give Song Yan any chance to react and start killing, grabbed Little Fatty and quickly fled the scene of the crime.

The rest Song Yan frowned slightly and looked at Xia Zhiye: "What do you mean by raking your ears?"

Xia Zhiye did not change his face and made up nonsense: "That's what this person means to run the train with his mouth full."

Song Yan understood, and said expressionlessly: "Then you are really raking your ears."

"Well, you're right, it's really raking your ears."

Xia Zhiye smiled and leaned against the railing behind him, watching the afterglow of the setting sun draw a light halo on Song Yan's ear, thinking that his future family status would probably be like this.

However, you have to have a family first, and then you can have family status. The two tickets to the amusement park that were picked up for nothing were a good opportunity to be delivered to your door in person. It would be a pity not to grasp it.

So he spoke slowly: "Grandma asked you to go to the house for dinner tomorrow, and said she wanted to check if you were fat, go?"

"Go."

For the rare people who would take the initiative to care about him, Song Yan was never reluctant to live up to their good intentions.

The next day, the two of them slept directly until noon before leaving for Zaijiu Lane.

Grandma Liu was busy in the kitchen and said that she wanted to make up for Song Yan. Just as the little mahjong was about to happily go up to be hugged by her beautiful brother, Xia Zhiye waved to her.

The little mahjong understood instantly and ran over: "Brother Ye, what's the matter."

Xia Zhiye glanced at the kitchen, and after confirming that Song Yan was talking with Grandma Liu, he looked down at the little mahjong and said with a smile, "Do you want to go to the amusement park, little mahjong?"

The little mahjong nodded frantically: "I want to go!"

"If you want to go, do your brother a favor later."

The little mahjong tilted her head, as if she felt that this question was a bit beyond the understanding of her three-year-old child.

Xia Zhiye put it in a more direct way: "When you're at dinner later, as long as Brother Ye mentions the amusement park, you will start to act like a spoiled brat and sell cute little crying bags to your pretty brother, understand? "

"understood!"

The little mahjong nodded.

Xia Zhiye licked her sparse little soft fur with satisfaction: "Then the lifelong happiness of my brother will be handed over to you. If you behave well, I will buy you a small cake to eat."

"What is lifelong happiness?"

Little Mahjong worries about issues that she should not worry about at her age.

Xia Zhiye thought for a while, looked into her eyes, and replied seriously: "Lifelong happiness means that you can eat your favorite little cake for the rest of your life."

"Wow! That's too happy! I must let Brother Ye eat the little cake all the time!" Little Mahjong didn't even dare to think about what a fairy day this was, and his eyes were bubbling with joy.

Song Yan came out to see this scene, and suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart: "Xia Zhiye, what bad things do you want to teach little mahjong?"

"What bad things can I teach such a young child? She saw the amusement park tickets in my pocket and asked me to take her there." Xia Zhiye's tone was so natural that he didn't even blink.

Song Yan didn't think much about it: "If she wants to go, you can take her there, don't you just have a ticket?

"But she is too young to go to the parent-child paradise."

Xia Zhiye's tone was not without regret.

Song Yan didn't understand: "This playground is not without a parent-child paradise."

"But the theme activities of the parent-child park require at least two parents to accompany them."

"Stop dreaming, I'm not going."

Song Yan realized Xia Zhiye's true intention for a second, and decisively refused.

Xia Zhiye kidnapped morality: "You don't want grandma to accompany you, do you?"

"What to go? Where to go? How long?" Grandma Liu hurriedly refused, "Anyway, don't arrange for me, I'm not going anywhere with my old arms and legs, I'm going to you young people to go by themselves. "

Xia Zhiye shrugged slightly to show his helplessness.

Just as Song Yan was about to speak again, the little mahjong lowered his head and pouted, and his long eyelashes flickered and blinked: "The other children in the kindergarten have all been to the playground, but the little mahjong has not been there, and the little mahjong also wants to go. , I'm tired of my brother taking the little mahjong, okay?"

The soft and glutinous sound in the milk of a three- or four-year-old girl was completely irresistible when she opened her mouth.

Song Yan hadn't thought about what to say, "click", the little mahjong's tears fell to the ground: "Is it because the little mahjong has no parents, so the little mahjong can't go to the amusement park, but the little mahjong really wants to go. , Little Mahjong wants to be like other children."

"..."

Song Yan directly broke the defense.

At that moment, he remembered when he was a child every time he looked at the parents of other classmates taking them to the amusement park, so he squatted down, hugged the little mahjong, wiped her tears for her, and whispered: "Little mahjong is like other children. You can go wherever you want. My brother will take you there."

"Really?"

Little Mahjong blushed and sniffed.

Song Yan took a tissue, blew her nose, and said in a low voice, "Really."

"That pull hook."

"Okay, pull the hook."

The short and round fleshy fingers hooked the boy's cold and slender knuckles with great difficulty, and pulled back and forth twice to sign the contract.

The little mahjong burst into laughter and hugged Song Yan: "Beautiful brother is the best for little mahjong! Little mahjong likes pretty brother the most!"

While hugging and rubbing, Xia Zhiye was very envious. Just as he was about to say "Me too", Song Yan raised his eyelids coldly and gave him a murderous look.

Xia Zhiye: "?"

Song Yan patted the little mahjong's head: "Be good, go watch the cartoon first."

Then he stood up and looked at Xia Zhiye: "What do you want to do?"

Xia Zhiye raised his brows slightly and looked innocent: "What can I do?"

"Didn't you teach the little mahjong to say this?"

Song Yan had an impatient look on her face, "Do you fucking think I'm a fool?"

Xia Zhiye has no guilt about this: "I never teach a child to lie, what she says is her own true thoughts."

He just provided an opportunity, not a bad parent.

Song Yan was skeptical.

Xia Zhiye looked at him like this, with his brows and eyes bent, showing a signature smile that is said to make Song Yan stupid: "Am I the kind of person who would use a child to deceive your sympathy?"

"..."

Not really.

"You better not."

Xia Zhiye:: How to say? "

"The last one who tried to take advantage of my sympathy is already two meters tall with grass on the grave. I hope you can live a few more years."

Although it was not his intention, Xia Zhiye, who was pretending to be poor and taking advantage of Song Yan's sympathy: "...I'll help."

After speaking, he turned and entered the house.

As soon as I entered the house, the courtyard door was knocked on: "Is the world's cutest and handsome top scorer at home? Your courier has arrived."

"Brother, please sign for me."

Xia Zhiye's voice came from inside the house.

The name of this person is really shameless. Song Yan opened the door with a blank face, took the courier, and was ready to sign for it.

However, at a glance, a few lines of large characters on the express note:

Sender: [Your most beautiful rich sister]

Mailing Items: [One Omega Watch]

Note: [Xia Zhiye, what do you owe me for?]

Song Yan: "...?"

Why did he vaguely feel as if something was wrong?