Shallots

Chapter 38

Although it is not yet March, and the snow in Sakura City has not yet melted, there is already a smell of spring in the air. After self-study at 3 o'clock in the evening, Qi Feiran and Lin Shixin are like many students in Sakura Qing No. [-] Middle School. I like to go to the night market near the school for dinner.

In the evening on this street, there are many food stalls selling food, one table supports one pot, fried cakes, fried rice, fried small seafood, a few small tables and small benches for guests to sit while eating.

In addition to food, there are also stalls selling clothes, shoes, various daily necessities, headgear, goldfish, flowers and plants, etc. These stalls form a "night market".

Most of the high school students who are tired of eating in the school cafeteria hang out in this street, wearing the school uniform of "Spreading Wings and Flying High" of Sakura Qingyi Middle School.Compared with snacks such as wontons, mochi balls, Liangpi, fried meat skewers, and Dandan noodles, Lin Shixin likes a snack called "stir-fried stews" the most.

At this moment, Qi Feiran was sitting next to the small table to occupy a place, while Lin Shixin was standing in front of a large frying pan, drooling and looking into the frying pan.

The proprietress: "Are you that celebrity? Don't look at you wearing a hat and a mask. I saw you on TV and I recognized you at a glance."

Lin Shixin: "What kind of celebrity is just a person's name. I want to fry it a little bit, two big bowls."

The proprietress: "I heard for the first time that well-written articles can give you extra points in college. Classmate, why don't you help my daughter with tutoring? My daughter's grades are very poor. It would be great if she could write articles and get admitted to college. , you come to eat braised dumplings every day, it’s free, and you can bring your children to eat after eating.”

The proprietress's daughter looked about twelve or thirteen years old, while holding a bowl of stew, she squinted at Qi Feiran who was sitting there waiting, and said expressionlessly: "I'm not interested, that handsome guy over there can teach me about the same."

Lin Shixin raised his head from under the brim of his hat and looked at the little girl in front of him. He had an interesting thought, thinking about his people under his nose: "He can't teach you, his composition is terrible."

Throwing the bowl containing the stew in front of Qi Feiran, Qi Feiran was puzzled: "Why are you unhappy?"

"Nothing." Lin Shixin said.

"Don't want to eat this again? You've been eating it for three days straight. What kind of raw material is this piece of jelly sprinkled with sesame sauce made of?" Qi Feiran asked.

Lin Shixin recalled that Qi Feiran only liked to eat the original food, so he explained to him: "This is jelly made from sweet potato flour. You know that sweet potato is sweet potato."

"I know, do you eat anything else after you go home from your evening self-study? Just eating this is really not nutritious." Qi Feiran said.

"Eat, sometimes I will order a bowl of noodles to eat, and my mother sometimes saves vegetables for me." Lin Shixin said.

"Then why are you still so thin?" Qi Feiran squeezed his thigh under the table, "It's about as thick as my arm."

"Ah!" Lin Shixin screamed, blushing.

Qi Feiran's hand was hard enough to know how hard it was, and suddenly he pinched it hard, but the pinch was still on the inner thigh, Lin Shixin couldn't help shouting, and the sweat on the top of his head was about to break out in an instant.

"Ah, I'm sorry!" Qi Feiran immediately went to rub him. Although Lin Shixin was thin, his skin was delicate and his bones were well-proportioned. Even through the school uniform and pants, he could feel the delicate flesh of his legs and the smoothness of his hands.

Both of them froze for an instant.

Qi Feiran felt as if his hands had no focus, and he didn't know how to move, while Lin Shixin felt his legs trembling, his pinched legs and buttocks were trembling, and he couldn't sit in the chair anymore.

"The day after tomorrow... what day is it?" Qi Feiran asked hoarsely.

The day after tomorrow is February 2th, Valentine's Day.Lin Shixin knew it in his heart, and teased him: "Well, the fifteenth day of the first lunar month."

Qi Feiran: "..."

Lin Shixin wanted to laugh, and waited for him to ask another question. Qi Feiran didn't give any more "reminders" when he was about to finish his bowl of stew, so he had to find the steps by himself: "Ah, the fifteenth day of the first lunar month is coming. There is a city of lights on Qian Street to see.”

Qi Feiran became interested: "Really? What kind of lights are they? Is there a Lantern Festival?"

"Yes, the two streets of Guochang Street and Xinhua Street will be filled with lights at that time. There are twelve signs of the Chinese zodiac, birds and beasts, dragons and phoenixes, exotic flowers and plants in various shapes, and there are lights that can run on the ground. Yes, the ones that can fly in the sky, and the ones that can burrow into people's stomachs hahahahaha!" Lin Shixin laughed so hard.

He originally spoke very seriously, but he found that the more curious he said, the wider Qi Feiran's startled eyes widened, and the more he couldn't control it.

Qi Feiran: "..." As long as you are happy.

"The two bottles of Arctic Ocean are a gift, for you." The little girl who held the stew sat in front of them, and gently pushed the two bottles of orange-flavored soda in front of them.

Lin Shixin smiled and said, "A bowl of stew for three yuan, and a bottle of soda for two yuan and a bottle as a gift, does your mother know that you are so generous?"

"You don't need to worry about it." The little girl looked at Qi Feiran with her chin propped up, her eyes were as tender as water.

After eating and leaving, Lin Shixin threw the coins into the small money basket, and with the soda money, he walked less than five steps. Qi Feiran smiled and said, "That little girl likes you."

"Huh?" Lin Shixin was stunned.

"She brought you soda." Qi Feiran said.

Lin Shixin: "..." Fortunately, you are a fool.

Beginning in the second semester of the third year of senior high school, the two-day break became a single break for the college entrance examination, but one day was off on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. This year, the fifteenth day of the first lunar month coincided with Valentine's Day, and the Coke spoiled the young lovers.

Early in the morning, Qi Feiran rode a motorcycle to wait for him in the alley near Lin Shixin's home. Lin Shixin learned from the previous lesson and covered himself tightly to prevent the cold wind from blowing through him. Hugging Qi Feiran's waist tightly, he said cheerfully, "Let's go!"

The date they chose was an outdoor archery range. Ever since Lin Shixin saw Qi Feiran appearing in front of him with a bow on the eve of the last Lunar New Year's Eve, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart how handsome he was. Qi Feiran asked him where to go. What a date, he said without hesitation, "Archery."

The ground types of this large archery site are grass, earth, sand and gravel.Qi Feiran considered that Lin Shixin was here for the first time, and in order to make him happy, he chose a grass field with a more romantic feel.

The grass is also divided into long grass, short grass, and those with gardens and vines and thorns. "How is it here? There are flowers here." Qi Feiran asked.

Lin Shixin: "...I'm here to shoot arrows, not to take a photo with Huahua."

Qi Feiran smiled, and chose the one with short grass, the height of which should not exceed 10 centimeters. He estimated the shooting distance, walked around twice, and visually measured the range where the arrow would deviate from the target, then returned to Lin Shixin, and put The special longbow that I often used was handed over to Lin Shixin.

After this bow crossed the sea into Qi Feiran's hands, it was never touched by another person, and now it was in Lin Shixin's hands, and he suffered all kinds of humiliation.

After Lin Shixin got it in his hand, he fiddled with his posture like playing an accordion, then hugged him sideways like playing a lute, played it, and finally bent his bow with his head down, curiously pulling the string with his hands.

"Hey, don't be like this..." Before Qi Feiran finished speaking, Lin Shixin exclaimed in pain.

Qi Feiran went over to hold his hand, opened it to look at the palm, and was strangled twice by the rebounding force of the string.

"Does it hurt? You can't pull the strings so casually." Qi Feiran said, rubbing his palms.

A person next to him shoots an arrow, and there are two chants, the sword aura is overwhelming.

Lin Shixin tilted his head and looked, "Ah, it's you, Senior Chen."

Chen Mingsheng, wearing a peaked cap and a dark blue sportswear, turned around and said, "It's you who are trendy and amazing."

Qi Feiran turned around and saw him, nodded and looked around.

"Boss Qi didn't come today. I came to play with a client. The client left beforehand. I didn't see the time yet, so I played two games." Chen Mingsheng said.

"Oh, I see you shoot very well, do you come to play often?" Lin Shixin asked.

"Well, it's been a few years." Although Chen Mingsheng answered Lin Shixin's words, he looked at Qi Feiran, "I'm nothing, Feiran is a professional player."

"That's right, I just came to learn today..." Lin Shixin was interrupted before he could finish speaking.

"Stop rambling, stand still." Qi Feiran circled Lin Shixin, turning him around, facing the arrow target in front of him.

"Separate your feet shoulder-width apart," Qi Feiran put Lin Shixin's feet apart, and leveled his shoulders. "This thumb and index finger clamp the bow..." He turned his head to see that Lin Shixin was serious and nervous. With a small face, he couldn't help but kissed his left cheek hard, and there was a slap.

Lin Shixin trembled and couldn't hold his bow steadily, and Chen Mingsheng, who was watching from the side, was also taken aback.

"Teacher, can you teach well and sexually harass the students?" Lin Shixin asked with a bitter face.

Qi Feiran let out a muffled laugh, and wrapped his big hand tightly around his string-drawing hand, letting him pull the string under his jaw with the strength of his own arm, and paused for a few seconds, the two of them took aim together, and shot the sword towards the archery target, With a whoosh, the arrow pierced into the heart.

"Beautiful!" Chen Mingsheng called out.

Lin Shixin was embarrassed, this arrow was a marionette at all, he said to Qi Feiran: "I have learned, I want to do it myself."

Qi Feiran nodded and stepped aside, Lin Shixin gathered all his strength, inhaled, nocked the arrow on his index finger, and drew the bow... not much.

Keep drawing the bow... still not much.

When the breath was exhausted, Lin Shixin took a breath repeatedly, and then drew the bow. Finally, he persisted for a few seconds and released the arrow. The arrow grabbed the ground, crawled half a meter, and stopped on the ground.

The atmosphere was a bit awkward, Qi Feiran endured the internal injury with a smile.

Lin Shixin put down his bow and arrow, and said to Qi Feiran with a bitter face, "My hand hurts."

Qi Feiran couldn't bear this kind of coquettishness at all, and hurried forward to coax him, rubbing his shoulders, hands, and waist, as if he was a hero who had returned in triumph, and finally threw the bow aside, and simply hugged him in his arms and patted his back to comfort him.

Chen Mingsheng didn't say a word, turned around and let the arrow swish.

After the two of them got bored, Lin Shixin leaned on the rest chair next to him and drank soda, looking at Chen Mingsheng.

Chen Mingsheng is only a little shorter than Qi Feiran, about 1.8 meters five, with a pale face and cold eyes. Although he is thin, his wrists are bony, and he looks very energetic. He wears thin-rimmed glasses, There is a feeling of an ascetic and gentle scum male god.

Lin Shixin watched him arrow after arrow without rest, without panting, and every arrow hit every time, and he admired him very much. He couldn't help feeling: "You shoot really well. When did you start learning?"

Chen Mingsheng paused with his bowed hand: "Start learning archery from Fei Ran."

Jealousy has burned Chen Mingsheng's heart, turning him into a green monster, and he can't wait for the showdown.