In the end, Xu Xilin did not agree to let Dou Xun run every day - because first of all, he himself could not run.

In the end, the two of them took turns coming back during weekdays and could only see each other during holidays.

The texture of time is different in different periods of time.

When I was in high school, time was like a rusty gear, turning once and going back two steps. I was "dying" every morning when I woke up, and "coming back to life" after evening self-study. A week was like a finger-thick test paper, a dozen times watching the foundation on the math teacher's face slowly seeping through with oil, and six evening self-study sessions where I wanted to sleep but couldn't.

When I got to college, time became a mad horse, crossing hundreds of thousands of cracks in one step. A week was like a drunken life, like participating in a stupid club activity, like being forced by the counselor to attend a party class... like meeting Dou Xun.

For Xu Xilin, a semester in his senior year of high school seemed as long as half his life, while a semester in his freshman year was only as long as a mouthful of rice - and he swallowed it whole, and the winter vacation came before he could even chew it.

My grandmother began to dislike staying at home and joined the elderly activity group in the community, becoming a popular star. It is said that many old ladies stared at what she wore and followed her to learn from her, feeling jealous.

The grey parrot is obsessed with the TV series "The Sky of Eighteen Years Old" and enjoys watching it very much. It will make a fuss if it is not shown the show every day.

Xu Xilin knew all the schools in his own college and the neighboring college. As soon as he entered the school gate, the people who greeted him could line up from the school gate to the dormitory building.

Dou Xun did some calculations and found that the scholarship he had been throwing away and the little money he earned from translating materials for the teacher actually added up to a small savings. On a whim, he spent it all. He bought a new pair of earrings for Grandma Xu, an expensive down jacket for Xu Xilin, and a huge luxurious birdcage for the parrot.

Grandma put the earrings away with a smile, stroked Dou Xun's dog head and told him "wear such a good thing on New Year's Eve" - ​​Xu Xilin knew it clearly in his mind. He didn't need to go out on New Year's Eve, and grandma didn't need to care too much about her image at home. She could just wear it to coax the child.

The grey parrot's reaction was much more straightforward. Others ate meat during the Chinese New Year, but it put away a cage during the Chinese New Year! The "bird in the iron window" didn't say anything, but cried angrily.

Xu Xilin was even more amused and confused when he received the down jacket - there is a saying that "the cold winter is the best time to show off", a coat and a scarf can withstand the strong wind at night. Back then, in order to let him wear an extra pair of long johns, Aunt Du would jump and chase him across eight blocks, so what kind of evil is the down jacket?

It's not cold in the city, and women are not afraid of catching a cold, so men just need to be handsome. In Xu Xilin's opinion, men wearing down jackets are basically "untidy".

But Dou Xun ran to give it to him like he was presenting a treasure, and Xu Xilin didn't know what to say, so he had to wear it on the spot for him to see. When he turned around and looked in the mirror, he found that his male god had turned into a male bear. It was the first time he saw himself in such a naive and cute way.

The next day, Xu Xilin was going out to prepare New Year's goods. He breathed hard on the down jacket for half a minute, picked it up and put it down again. Finally, between the two choices of "going out and embarrassing himself" and "Dounian'er getting angry with him again", he gave in to the former, sighed deeply, and wrapped the down jacket around himself.

Xu Xilin was wearing a down jacket that looked like a silkworm, riding a bicycle with a rear seat. As he walked, he regretted not wearing sunglasses.

"Too shabby." Xu Xilin thought.

After wearing it for a few days, he learned to put his hands in his sleeves without any instruction.

As soon as he got home for the winter vacation, Xu Xilin's phone started to ring non-stop - he had not participated in any extracurricular activities during the holidays for the entire semester. Dou Xun regarded all his weekends as "his own time" and no one was allowed to touch him. Over time, Xu Xilin had to use "no one to take care of the elderly at home" as an excuse and became the "hardest person to hire" in the legend of the world. As soon as the vacation started, many people who became more and more courageous came to ask him out. Some called him to go on a trip to the suburbs, to invite him to a party, to invite him to go back to school to play basketball...

Every time his phone rang, Dou Xun would look over sensitively with an expression as if he was ready to get angry at any time. Only when he heard Xu Xilin's rambling refusal would he pretend nothing had happened and do what he had to do.

Dou Xun didn't stop him from going out, but he didn't want to play with strangers, and he didn't want Xu Xilin to leave him and go out with others. He had this symptom when he was in No. 6 Middle School, but it wasn't serious at that time. He felt uncomfortable at the time, but he still had some sense of propriety. Now Xu Xilin has become "his own", and basically meets his every need. Dou Xun has gradually been spoiled by him and has become very unceremonious in occupying all of his time.

Except for the ten-day winter vacation in his senior year of high school, Xu Xilin rarely stayed at home all the time. He felt that he was about to grow hair because of being suffocated by Dou Xun - finally, a phone call from Lao Cheng saved him.

Dou Xun saw him say a few words, his eyes suddenly lit up, put down the receiver and asked: "Grandpa and his family are back, we want to go to the suburbs for a barbecue the day after tomorrow, do you want to go?"

You can go for this one. Lao Cheng and his friends are rare mutual acquaintances of Dou Xun and Xu Xilin.

After making an appointment with a part-time worker to clean and cook, Xu Xilin and his friends said hello to their grandmother and went to attend the first shareholders' meeting of "Grandpa" kebab shop. Yu Yiran's uncle worked in a government agency in the northern suburbs and agreed to take them to the horse farm for a barbecue.

Lao Cheng said he would be responsible for transportation, and that morning he arrived in a small Xiali driven by his father.

Wu Tao was already in the car, his hair shaved shorter than that of a juvenile delinquent, and he greeted them with a bar of white teeth.

Xu Xilin first greeted "Hello, uncle", then leaned over to look and said: "Is there room in this car? I have to pick up Yi Ran later."

The back seat had to accommodate four people. If it were four little girls, it would be fine, but for the rest of them, including Yu Yin, none of them could be considered petite. They were squeezed together so tightly that they probably couldn't even stretch their legs.

"There's room. It's not far from our workplace. I can just walk over there," Lao Cheng's father got out of the car with a smile, took his briefcase, and turned back to tell Lao Cheng, "You just got your driver's license, so drive slowly. Don't worry if the engine stalls on the road. It's okay if you get hit or scratched. Dad has full insurance!"

After saying that, he left.

Xu Xilin: “…”

He had some idea of ​​where he had inherited his old-fashioned idiot nature from.

Xu Xilin was about to get into the car when Dou Xun grabbed him.

Dou Xun: "I'll sit in the middle."

The front passenger seat was of course reserved for Yu Yiran. The Xiali was very narrow, and it was very difficult for three people to sit in the back seat. There was no place to put legs in the middle, and it would be very uncomfortable to sit there for a long time. At first, Xu Xilin naively thought that Dou Xun felt sorry for him, and said casually: "It's okay, you can sit on the side."

Dou Xun stubbornly pressed on the car door and refused to move.

Wu Tao happily stuck his head out of the car and said, "Come on, Immortal, sit next to me, I want to get some of your divine energy!"

Xu Xilin: “…”

Only then did he realize Dou Xun's pettiness of not wanting him to sit next to others, and he immediately started to worry - he felt that Dou Xian'er's symptoms were getting worse and worse, and there was no cure for it.

After a lot of effort, a few people argued over their seats and got into the car. Lao Cheng started the car with great confidence... but it took him five minutes to get the car into gear.

Xu Xilin became even more worried and asked Lao Cheng: "Can you do it?"

Lao Cheng patted his chest and said, "No problem! Look, it's moving, right? I said no problem..."

As they were talking, Xiali just happened to arrive at the gate of Xu Xilin's community. A small car was coming at about 20 miles per hour from the opposite direction. Xu Xilin reminded them casually: "Stop bragging and pay attention to the car."

Lao Cheng took a closer look and exclaimed "Oh shit" in horror. When he was still more than 50 meters away from the oncoming car, he slammed on the brakes and immediately stalled the car. The driver from the opposite side slowly passed them and turned his head to look at them in surprise.

Wu Tao began to shout: "Let me down! I will walk!"

Xu Xilin felt that he might need to write a suicide note in advance.

Only Dou Xun said calmly, "Based on your crawling speed just now, plus the reaction time, the braking distance will not exceed three meters, half of the car body is enough, stay calm."

Lao Cheng turned around in shock and asked Dou Xun: "Daxianer, can you drive too?"

Dou Xun paused for a moment, then answered without hesitation: "No, but in theory it should be possible."

He studied the structure of motor vehicles, and drove a tractor once when his grandfather took him to visit a relative's house when he was a child.

Lao Cheng: "Then when we get to a place where there's no one around, it'll be your turn to drive?"

The tractor driver Dou Xun thought about it and nodded modestly: "That's fine."

Xu Xilin had experienced what he meant by "theoretically possible", and he suddenly felt tired. He felt that there was nothing that his Douxian dared not do, from flying to digging graves and taking out snakes. He wanted to try everything, and immediately grabbed Dou Xun who was eager to try: "Let me live two more years, baby."

The journey was terrifying and no one was in the mood to chat. Yu Yiran kept pinching the little Buddha statue on her chest and praying for blessings. After countless engine failures, wrong turns, and failed lane changes, the group finally arrived at their destination alive.

Yu Yiran's uncle was very reliable. He waited for them at an intersection and took them to a private horse farm. The farm was well-equipped. There were children wearing protective gear learning the key points of the movements from the coach in a very serious manner. There were also people skating on the artificial ice rink. Along the ice rink was a row of special barbecue areas. The meat was ordered in advance from the horse farm and had already been skewered and marinated.

"We have nearly 2,000 yuan in that card." Lao Cheng practiced his skills in advance and grilled meat for everyone. "At this rate, I think we'll have a chance in seven or eight years."

Xu Xilin had been working non-stop for more than half a year, and was restricted by Dou Xun. He was not well-informed, so he hurriedly asked: "What about Lao Cai's matter? Is there any result?"

Lao Cheng: "I went to see Qilixiang a few days ago and heard that he was sentenced. I heard it's not too severe, either 18 or 15 years."

Several people fell silent. For a group of young people who were not yet 20 years old, eighteen years was almost as long as half of their lives. Dou Xun snatched a piece of chicken heart from Xu Xilin's hand, thinking very radically: "If it were me, I would just die. I could be re-enrolled in college if I came back and reincarnated."

However, he was one year older after all and understood more than before, so he just thought about it in his mind and didn't say it out loud.

"Let's not talk about this anymore," Wu Tao said. "We all finally get together to have fun, can we talk about something happy? Is your school fun? Hey, group leader, can you tell me how many girlfriends you have?"

Xu Xilin laughed and scolded: "Get lost!"

In order to liven up the atmosphere, Wu Tao used his ability to attract attention to the extreme, dancing and saying: "In the past, when our Xu Tuanzuo came on stage with a basketball, no matter whose basket the ball was thrown into, the little girl below..."

Dou Xun chewed a piece of bone with a "crunch" sound, squatting beside him and listening expressionlessly. Xu Xilin always felt that Wu Tao might be incompatible with him, and he stepped on a landmine as soon as he opened his mouth, so he quickly interrupted: "Get lost, where did this little girl come from? There are only two girls in our major. One of them dropped out of school due to illness just two months after the start of the semester, and the other couldn't stand the psychological pressure of being discovered by the teacher for skipping classes, so she is thinking about changing her major. I am always being driven around by our wicked head teacher. Someone in the class next door just had a car accident during the National Day this year. In the next two days, I have to call my classmates one by one according to the address book to prevent any of them from getting into accidents."

"We have to fight too!" Yu Yiran said, holding a baked apple in his mouth, "Some time ago, someone got drunk and fell into the lake and drowned. A fence has been installed around the artificial lake in the school."

Love and accidental death are the favorite topics of the late middle school students. Lao Cheng said slowly, "This year, a graduate student in our school jumped off a building. Some said he couldn't graduate, and some said he was dumped. He went to the roof to threaten the woman, but his ex-girlfriend didn't come, so he slipped and fell."

"Your serious university is really nothing new. Let me tell you something that will broaden your horizons," Wu Tao poked the small bamboo stick he had just eaten on the ground, and said with great joy, "There are sixteen rooms on the first floor of our dormitory. Room 307, which is opposite the stairwell on the third floor, is locked. I heard that a boy from the previous class died in there and became a murderer..."

Everyone: “Tsk—”

Every school has its own campus ghost story, and the structure of every school's campus ghost story is similar. It often starts with "a certain classroom/dormitory is locked", interspersed with a playground or  library  being built on a mass grave... Perhaps all the mass graves across the country were later expropriated and used to build universities.

"Don't laugh, I haven't finished yet!" Wu Tao patted Yu Yiran and Xu Xilin on the head. "One day, when we came back from training in the afternoon, we saw a portrait of a deceased person placed at the door of 307, with a circle of flowers next to it. The dormitory manager found out and quickly went upstairs to clean it up. I heard from a brother in our dormitory that the flowers were placed by the dead person, who was dissatisfied with the school and deliberately disgusted the school."

Yu Yiran was confused: "What? What are you talking about?"

"That's... Hey, you girls don't understand, go away and don't listen!" Wu Tao pushed Yu Yiran away with a bit of weird excitement and secrecy, and said in a low voice, "The one who died was in the same dormitory with them. He didn't go home during the holidays. He did something in the dormitory."

He made an obscene gesture: "Two men, get it? Then another person happened to come back to school to do something, and he saw it when he pushed the door open. He reported it to the school, and the school gave each of them a punishment. One of them couldn't get over it..."

Wu Tao shrugged with disdain and spread his hands.