In the summer of 2004, there was a concert of 10,000 people in Jiangcheng. You walked around the streets and alleys and could hear the song written by Lin Xi everywhere. Xu Meijing sang, "You smoke, let me run around all the shops in the town."

The same was true that day, the misty light rain and the fog that could not be dissipated.

The windows in the room were blown by the wind, and the rain fell down and hit the head, feeling dull. On the table was an old desktop computer, and there were dozens of books as thick as the Oxford Dictionary stacked high next to it.

Meng Shengnan was flipping through the information in his hand, with a pile of pencils and a pile of white paper next to him.

She read Sheng Chu:

"Liang Sicheng once asked Lin Hui what I am?"

Lin Huiyin's answer to him is very long, and I have to spend my whole life answering you.

At the desk, the music tape sent by Qi Qiao was slowly playing in the repeater. The heavy curtains covered the weather outside, and only a desk lamp was on in the small room. The word document on the old desktop computer was still not seen yet.

Meng Shengnan has a bottleneck.

A story took up a summer vacation and wrote and deleted. Youngness is a flaw, lack of experience, shallow knowledge, and applied to the surface, so Meng Jin gave her a sentence "Read thousands of books and travel thousands of miles." She was in pain, at this age of studying. However, the pain had not yet begun to spread, and the desk lamp suddenly disappeared.

She pulled open the curtains and pressed the room's power switch.

really.

"mom--"

She shouted into the yard, put on a coat, stuffed a notebook and pen in her schoolbag and walked downstairs. Sheng Yan was sitting under the eaves of the yard on the first floor reading a book, and heard the words "yes".

"I'll go out."

The ceremony then looked up, "It's raining, what are you doing?"

Meng Shengnan took an umbrella from the entrance and walked out and said, "There is a power outage, I want to write a manuscript."

"Stop again?"

"Um."

Sheng Yan frowned, "Your dad will come back tonight and said, "Your dad must have been well connected. The fuse must be broken again if the line is not completed."

"Yeah, I'll leave first."

"Come back soon after finishing writing."

"knew."

She closed the door with her backhand and walked out of the alley.

The rain fell on the umbrella, dripping. There were some small puddles on the ground, and if you didn't pay attention, you would step on it. The alley was about two hundred meters long. Meng Shengnan raised his wrist and looked at his watch. 16:1○. She came out of the alley, turned to the right, walked into a street, and turned into a short alley with a door slid.

The third one is Tianming Internet Cafe.

After putting away the umbrella, I went into the second floor. A little girl at the front desk saw it was her and asked with a smile: "Come?"

Meng Shengnan nodded: "The power outage at home."

"Why are your family always out of power?" The little girl named Xilin Xiao, who is about her age. The two of them spent time in the third year of junior high school with a teacher, and they were familiar with each other. At that time, Internet cafes were almost not allowed to enter in without an ID card. Of course, many people also had various reasons and methods to get in. Because they were familiar with each other, Meng Shengnan sometimes wrote articles without a place, and Xilin Xiao's family opened an Internet cafe, so they brought them to write. After a while, they became familiar with the road. Now Xilin Xiao is studying at No. 14 Middle School, and she is in No. 9 Middle School.

Meng Shengnan smiled and shrugged her shoulders to show that she could do nothing.

"Two hours?"

"Um."

She took the ticket to find the machine.

There were almost no empty seats in the Internet cafe. She had just walked a few steps and Xilin Xiao called her.

"There are a few more inside, go there and have a look."

The smell was very bad. She held her breath and walked through the corridor. Both sides were filled with boys and girls, and the sound of games and laughter. Meng Shengnan walked to the end and saw an empty space on her right. It was a corner, and the light was a little dim.

There are two boys on the left side of the corridor.

The one sitting outside was wearing a gray short-sleeved shirt and was wearing a large headset. Her subordinates were typing on the keyboard. The key was that the sound was too loud, and Meng Shengnan had to notice it. She glanced and moved away, walked to the end of the machine and sat down and turned on the mains power and computer.

As soon as the computer lights up, she enters her account and password and opens word.

Through the corridor one meter wide, the knocking sound was clearer. She couldn't concentrate on writing, and the only inspiration she had disappeared.

The boy was staring at the computer with concentration, holding the mouse in one hand and covering the keyboard with the other hand, and his movements were as fast as flowing water. She landed her eyes on his computer, which was the kind of lol that Qi Qiao's boyfriend often played with. The characters on the screen were so lightning fast that the pictures were constantly changing.

She can't understand.

But he was a little disgusted. Just as he was about to withdraw his gaze, he saw him suddenly turn his hands and press the space bar heavily, then spread his hands on the keyboard. It was strange that she was attracted by those hands.

Slim and clean.

Like Kang Qing.

"Win?" A male voice rang.

"I mean nothing." The owner of the hands snorted.

Meng Shengnan looked up.

He leaned lazily on the chair, squinted his eyes, touched his pocket and smoked a cigarette. The smile on his lips was even better than the sloppy gangsters in the TV series. Half of his body was hidden in the dark light, and the shadows were slim. She was a little embarrassed to stare at others and turned back silently. The distance was too close, the smell of the boy was permeating, and the dialogue in her ears was also blurred.

"I'll go to Hall K in a while and call a few brothers."

Another boy continued, "By the way, you have changed your girlfriend again, Li Yan from Class 3?"

He bit the cigarette and played with the lighter in his hand, making a 'huh' sound neither salty nor light.

"Yes, you."

He smiled faintly.

"How is it?" The boy still refused to give up on this topic.

"What's going on?"

"Li Yan, a beautiful woman, how does it feel to the touch?"

He raised his eyebrows: "Would you like to try next time?"

The boy was stunned and smiled thorny again, "You are so fucking enough."

Meng Shengnan listened with his ears and pretended to press the keyboard, and had stopped. He stared at the line of randomly typing Song-style No. 5 on the document, blushing for a while. He had already stood up and left his seat and walked out, holding a cigarette in his mouth and smiling.

"What are you doing?"

"K Hall."

The voice is lazy, too.

The boy chased after him.

Meng Shengnan then looked up and looked over. He was very tall, five or six centimeters taller than the boy next to him. His back was wide, tall and thin, with one hand in his pocket and walked out the door casually.

Thinking of his few words just now, he was both obscene and shameless.

Really.

She withdrew her gaze and stared at the computer screen to find her feelings, but she still found nothing. When she got home, it was already half past six and the rain had already stopped. The ceremony was ready, and Meng Jin's father happened to come back from get off work. It was still light in July at this time, but the light in the room was very weak.

"The power outage?" Meng Jin put down his briefcase and sat at the dining table.

The dishes were served at the ceremony, and Meng Shengnan was placing chopsticks.

"Is this a question?" Sheng Yan choked.

"Yeah, I'll go and have a look."

"Go and go after eating."

Meng Jin had already left the living room and walked towards the yard, "It will be inconvenient to get dark later."

Meng Shengnan followed his father to the yard, carried a flashlight to light it, and pointed it on his tiptoe to the fuse. Meng Jin said while curling, "I'm thinking about whether to sign up for a tour group for you and your mother and go out for a few days. You'll have to start school in a month, so it's so boring to stay at home."

"You won't go?"

Meng Jin turned his head slightly and looked at her: "I've been busy with this month."

"Then leave you alone at home - not lonely?"

"How many days can the ear roots be relaxed?"

"Be careful that Mom will hear you deal with it."

"Heaven knows the earth knows."

Meng Shengnan smiled maliciously, "Mr. Meng, you won't have a mistress outside, right?"

Meng Jin raised his eyebrows: "What are you afraid that our family will not think about adding icing on the cake?"

"Cut." It also shows off your literary talent.

After repairing the fuse, the three of them gathered around the table to have a meal. Meng Jin brought up the trip.

"I have organized activities at the school early next month, so I can't go."

The ceremony took a sip of porridge, looked at Meng Shengnan and continued, "Isn't Qiao Qiao idle? You two go."

"Mom, our average age is 16.5. Don't worry about you?"
To be continued...