《HMITF》拧柒

1、The Sun

　　The hot sun is in the sky, and the city is in August.
　　Cheng Chi stood on the side of the road, looking down at his mobile phone, holding a bottle of half-drinking leftover mineral water in the other hand.
　　He wore a beige short sleeve on the top and a pair of trousers.
　　He glanced up at the road and waved and stopped a taxi.
　　He just got into the car, is ready to pull the door, but was held down by a hand —— is a boy.
　　He put his head in, saw the Cheng Chi sitting inside, he politely sat up politely, " Master, go to Xicheng District.”
　　Cheng Chi looked at him.He looked not much older than himself, and should be a student.
　　"You know..." the driver turned and asked them.
　　"Don't know" the man in front of him.And Cheng Chi just shook his head.
　　Cheng Chi reached out to open his own door.
　　Bang, and closed the car door.

　　Cheng Chi got on a new car.
　　"Master, go to the Beicheng community.”
　　This time he took a special look and then got on the bus.
　　Just after the car started, "Ding Dong" his mobile phone rang —— is a new news.
　　Cheng Chi did not change the habit of notes, so the show is the net name.
　　0928: Lao Chi, I will return to China on the 26th.
　　who?Somehow, he thought.He flipped up through his previous chat records, but their last chat was several years ago.The content is all about some previous things, and he thought he should be one of his high school classmates.
　　He had wanted to ask, " Who are you?"But he cut it out again.
　　Cheng Chi: Well.At which airport, I will pick you up.
　　0928: Even Port City Nancheng Airport, 4 p. m.
　　He even forgot about what the other person looked like.
　　He opened the other person's circle of friends and went down for a long time to turn to a photo —— of them in high school.
　　On the far left is the eldest of their dormitory, taller than any of them; the second is long, with glasses, and gentle in the middle; the penultimate is Gu Jean, the only one who remembers his name, with a black round earrings on his right ear.; On the far right is wearing a pink cap.
　　Cheng Chi looked for a long time to think of it, the other side is Gu let.
　　In high school, Cheng Chi slept out of bed, while Gu Jean slept above him.After the college entrance examination, he was sent to study abroad by his family because of his grades.After the college entrance examination, they have not met again.

　　Shortly after he graduated, Cheng Chi rented a room in Beicheng.Not big, but all in the kitchen and bathroom.
　　Cheng Chi returned to the rental house, the hand extra two bags of things, which he bought in the small supermarket downstairs.Looking through the translucent bag, one bag is snacks and the other was his dinner tonight.
　　He used to know how to cook, and spent the weeks he came here buying and instant noodles.
　　As soon as he put down his hand, he was called away by the aunt next door.
　　Cheng Chi did not know what her name, also did not ask, only know that the neighbors are called her aunt Song.She has two children, a boy and a woman, both already in high school.
　　Aunt Song is all over 40 years old this year. Her skin is well maintained, but she looks like she is thirty.Cheng Chi has heard her say that she used to do beauty products.
　　But six months ago, her husband died in a car accident.She quit her job as a beauty salon and moved there with her two children.
　　Chi moved here last month,
　　"Come and try it.”
　　Aunt Song greeted him warmly from the moment.
　　On the table was a chocolate-flavored —— cake.
　　"Aunt Song, you make the cake again.”
　　"Xiao Le wants to eat it.”
　　Cheng Chi nodded.
　　He didn't like a sweet tooth, but he finished a big cake that was handed him by Aunt Song.
　　"Cheng Chi, I have something trying to please you."Aunt Song sat down next to him.
　　"You said.”
　　"Isn't this xiao Le and they want to take the college entrance examination.Can you help them up.At 500 a day, what do you think.”
　　Xiao Le is her son's nickname, called Chen Mingle.He has a elder sister, also called her daughter, named Chen Xiuwen.
　　"Yes.But a day can not use five hundred, I am not a professional, two hundred on the line.”
　　"Line."Then she asked," When is it convenient for you.”
　　"Evening, I will come by when I have time.”