Frozen love for seven years

Chapter 1

In midsummer, in an old part of the city that is about to be demolished, although the old dormitory building in front of me is a bit dilapidated, with the word "demolition" written in red paint on the wall, it does not affect the early risers who come in and out at all.Quite a few elders didn't shy away from scrubbing their bodies by the faucet in front of the building wearing only a pair of underwear.The women on the side were used to it and didn't think there was anything wrong with it, they were still busy with their hands, picking vegetables or doing laundry.

On the side of the street in front of the old building, a breakfast stall has already had many customers.Although it is the hottest season, watching the freshly cooked noodles sinking into the big bowl filled with soup base still makes people swallow, ignoring the hot air mixed with rich aroma. With a simple smile on his face, the middle-aged man put the noodles in front of the last guest before he sat on a chair beside him, and wiped his profuse sweat with the yellowed towel on his shoulders: " Xiao Mo, stop busy, just half seal the stove, come and have a rest." With the voice, a tall and thin boy stood up straight, and patted the soot that accidentally got on his hands. Because I have been helping my father by the stove, the white T-shirt on my body is also soaked in sweat, and some flesh color is faintly showing on the back and chest. "Dad, the noodles are almost sold out. I'll go back and get some more. It's only seven Come on, there should be a lot of people coming out of the Internet cafe next to it." The boy said as he turned on the faucet and washed his face casually. Before waiting for his father to reply, he was already walking towards the old building across the street." Don't take too much, and you don't have to carry it until noon to close the stall in this hot weather, hey, do you have the key?" The boy trotted all the way without looking back and shouted: "Bring it," the middle-aged man looked at his son's back , I feel comfortable in my heart, I have good academic performance, and I don’t like to compare and spend money. Occasionally, I see him staying in the house for too long, and I can’t say anything about driving him to the Internet cafe to play games. Whenever the neighbors mention their own Son, middle-aged men feel that their faces are bright. They always say that it is enough to have such a good son in this life.

Before the middle-aged man could rest for a while, a lot of people came out from the Internet cafe next to him. They were all students of the same age as his son. They probably had just finished the high school entrance examination, and they came here to play games overnight during the summer vacation. A boy walked towards his booth, and the middle-aged man hurriedly got up and prepared a few big bowls, and prepared various seasonings skillfully." Boss, four bowls of noodles, three bowls should be spicy, and the other bowl must not be spicy. Add it!" A boy who was a bit sloppy said something, and then returned to the table and chatted with the other three about the results of the game last night. After a while, four bowls of noodles were brought to the table one after another, maybe because he was hungry. All night, the four of them tacitly stopped the topic just now, picked up a chopstick and blew on the noodles twice before sending them to their mouths." How about the taste? It tastes good. Every time I eat a bowl of noodles here after a night out, I go home. Hey~~ How is it, Mr. Qiu, the roadside stall I recommended can still be swallowed." The boy just now accompanied a smiling face and asked another boy at the same table who was buried in eating noodles. His face was full of flattery, Listening to him addressing that person as Young Master Qiu, this unabashedly revealed his identity as a dog-legged follower. The boy called Young Master Qiu swallowed the noodles in his mouth, and was not in a hurry to respond to that flattering face , casually touched his pocket, and the attendant just now hurriedly took out the napkin on his body and handed it over, grinning cheaply from time to time. "It's delicious, and the soup is also delicious, but it's too numb." Young Master Qiu stuck out his tongue and let out a sigh of relief as he spoke, and wiped off the sweat that oozed from his nose. He looked really handsome, but he had a pair of sword-shaped eyebrows for his thin skin and tender flesh, which should have been quite cool. face, but was ruined by these funny actions. "Hey, boss, I didn't tell you not to put chili, what's the matter?" The dog leg got up and came to the middle-aged man after saying that. "I really have a There was no chili in the bowl, and besides, the boy’s mouth was numbed by the prickly ash in the soup, I really didn’t put any in it.” Although the middle-aged man knew that the boy was a bit unreasonable, he still kept his smile on his face. , although the other party is a junior, and I am a small businessman, some things have to be endured, and the saying goes that harmony makes money." Enough, is your brain full of water, or your ears filled with lead, did I say spicy? Get back, don't be ashamed." Young Master Qiu reprimanded this somewhat unreasonable little follower with an ugly expression on his face, seeing that the man was still embarrassing the middle-aged man, he got up and walked over.

Before he could open his mouth, he heard a shout, "Get out of the way for what you are doing. Get out of here~~~" The boy who drove back pushed the dog leg to the ground. The boy turned around and was about to push again. Young Master Qiu, who was on the side, was dodged by the other party. Immediately, he raised a chair to block in front of his father. It was obviously a harmless face, but he insisted on wrinkling his nose tightly, puffing out his cheeks, trying his best to To make himself look more fierce, in the eyes of Young Master Qiu, this undoubtedly looks like a puppy losing his temper, and it is still the size of a full moon. Because the fault itself is not on the middle-aged uncle, it is all on himself My little follower was ignorant and didn't think about what was really going on. Before I had time to apologize, I was bumped into by this boy." Hey, hey,~~ You put down the chair first, it's all a misunderstanding, my brother owes his mouth to his brain It doesn't work either. I'll just apologize to Uncle on his behalf. Uncle, I'm sorry, he just needs a beating. Don't take it to heart. I'll come to your place for noodles another day, so we'll leave first." "Don't come again, you're not welcome. If you want to eat noodles, go find another place." After hearing the boy's words, Qiu Dashao raised his foot and kicked the dog-legged butt, waved his fist as if, and pointed with his chin. Refers to the father and son. This dog leg got up very wittily, bowed and apologized, and was finally dragged away by Young Master Qiu. If you say that you look back three times at one step, this is all modest, and I don’t know why. The boy called Young Master Qiu looked back at the father and son from time to time, his eyes full of yearning.

Seeing the backs of the four going away, the boy began to carefully check whether his father was injured. "Dad, it's okay. When you meet such a rascal in the future, you just yell. The neighbors are all on the opposite side. I still don't believe it." They can turn the world upside down." The father still smiled and comforted his son, as if nothing unpleasant had happened. It was almost ten o'clock, and it was past the time for breakfast, and the father and son began to close the stall. Walking back to the old building opposite in the sun.

☆、Chapter 2