Two people stood by the back door.

At the next stop, Chen Youyou saw a person in the car seat in front of him get up and get off. He poked Zhan Weiyang with his finger and wanted to ask him to sit, but a tall young man standing beside them walked quickly towards the seat. go.

The eyes of the two of them followed him and walked over until he sat down, before they retracted their gazes and looked at each other silently.

After a while, Chen Youyou got off the bus and went to transfer. He told Zhan Weiyang to be careful, jumped out of the car from the back door, stood on the platform and waved to Zhan Weiyang, so Zhan Weiyang was the only one left, swaying. Continue on with the bus.

Chapter 12

The moment he jumped off the bus, Zhan Weiyang found that his right knee was obviously more painful than his left, so he couldn't help but limped a little and walked towards the gate of the community with his schoolbag on his back.

The sun shone down from above his head, Zhan Weiyang started to sweat again after walking a short distance, a drop of sweat slid down his cheeks and flowed across the white and red skin, leaving a trace.

When got home, no one was on the first floor, even the TV was off. This means that Grandma and Aunt Luo are not at home. It should be Aunt Luo pushing Grandma's wheelchair to accompany her for a walk. Grandma would go for a walk in the nearby park when the weather was good. She didn't go far, so Aunt Luo would push a wheelchair. When she was tired, she would sit down and watch the children running and playing in the park. .

Zhan Weiyang casually threw his schoolbag on the sofa, walked to the kitchen limpingly, took a glass cup and placed it under the water purifier with a cup of cold pure water, raised his head and gulped down the whole cup of water.

He took a deep breath, raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his face, rinsed the quilt under the sink, and put it back in the cupboard.

When he turned around, he suddenly found Pei Qing standing at the kitchen door, with his hands in his trouser pockets, leaning against the door frame and looking at him.

Zhan Weiyang was actually startled. He didn't hear Pei Qing's footsteps, and he didn't know when Pei Qing appeared, but he opened his mouth and didn't scream, trying to swallow the exclamation. When I went down, I called out, "Brother Qing?"

Pei Qing's eyes fell from his flushed cheeks to his knees and asked, "Did you fall?"

Zhan Weiyang looked down and found that the two clear marks on the legs of his school uniform were the dust from his knees on the ground. He looked up, suddenly embarrassed, and said, "I accidentally fell on my bicycle."

Pei Qing asked him, "Are you hurt?"

Zhan Weiyang bent down, his body was soft, he could almost fold himself in half to hug his legs, he pulled his trouser legs up with both hands, and when he kept pulling over his knees, he said, "Ah, there's a little blood. "

Pei Qing came over, squatted in front of Zhan Weiyang, pulled up the other leg of his trousers, looked up at him, and asked, "Is there a medicine box?"

Zhan Weiyang nodded.

The sunlight in the living room on the first floor is not always sufficient. There is a big tree by the window, and the branches and leaves are spreading to block the sunlight. Therefore, the first floor is always cool even in summer. Grandma never needs to turn on the air conditioner.

The sweat on Zhan Weiyang's body has been collected, and it all sticks to the skin, as if blocking his pores, making it difficult for his skin to breathe. He looked down at the top of Pei Qing's head and thought to himself that he should take a bath first, otherwise Pei Qing helped him with medicine, and he would wash off all the medicine when he went to bath again, but it would be very uncomfortable for him not to take a bath.

Pei Qing lowered his head and wiped his wound with a cotton swab dipped in iodophor, moving very lightly.

From Zhan Weiyang's point of view, you can see Pei Qing's sharp profile face, upturned nose bridge, and the extra long eyelashes at the corners of his eyes.

The knee injury was more serious than the palm injury. Pei Qing helped him disinfect and found a medical dressing from the medicine cabinet to put on it.

Then Zhan Weiyang took the initiative to give him his hand.

Pei Qing glanced at his hand and said, "It's a little scratched, there's no need to stick it up."

Zhan Weiyang withdrew his hand and said disappointedly, "Oh."

Pei Qing put back all the things he had just found out of the medicine box.

When Zhan Weiyang got off the sofa, his stomach groaned without warning, and then he felt hungry. He took a peek at Pei Qing and saw that Pei Qing's expression had not changed. He thought that Pei Qing had not heard it, so he stood up, limped into the dining room, opened the refrigerator and wanted to find something to eat.

There are no snacks at home. There is only a bowl of fried pork with peppers left over from lunch and a bowl of white rice in the refrigerator. There is no cooked food.

Zhan Weiyang closed the upper door, bent down to pull the freezer drawer below, and wanted to eat an ice cream. Before he could get it, he heard Pei Qing ask him from behind, "Didn't you have lunch?"

He turned his head and nodded.

Pei Qing came over, reached out and closed the freezer drawer, and then said, "Do you want to eat egg fried rice?"

Zhan Weiyang stared at him blankly and said, "Eat."

Pei Qing opened the door of the refrigerator again, took out the bowl of leftover rice, and then took two eggs and a green onion. When he closed the door, he hesitated and took another ham.

He said to Zhan Weiyang, "I haven't done it for a long time, try it."

Zhan Weiyang followed Pei Qing into the kitchen and watched him beat eggs first, and then cut the ham sausage into small pieces.

Pei Qing's movements are not very skilled, he seems to have cooked, but he doesn't do it very often.

Zhan Weiyang was close to Pei Qing, and Pei Qing would occasionally touch his elbow when he moved too much.

"Do you want to wait outside?" Pei Qing asked Zhan Weiyang.

Zhan Weiyang said, "but I want to watch you do it."

Pei Qian didn't say anything else. He poured the mixed egg mixture into the pot and fry it until cooked, then poured in the ham and rice, and finally sprinkled a handful of chopped green onion when it was almost ready.

Zhan Weiyang said, "It looks delicious."

Pei Qing put the rice out of the pot, then took out the fried pork with sharp peppers in the refrigerator and poured it into the pot to heat, and finally brought it to the dining table for Zhan Weiyang to sit down to eat.

Zhan Weiyang followed Pei Qing from the kitchen into the dining room, sat down at the dining table, stretched out his hand to take the chopsticks that Pei Qing handed to him, and ate the rice with his head down.