Li Xiaoyan's face was flushed with shame, and all the students were boiling. Teacher Dai was young and it was not easy to smite the enthusiasm of the students at this time. She could only say to Wang Song: "You kid will be in my class next semester. I will settle the score with you when the time comes!"

The boys all whistled and clapped Wang Song, while the girls urged Li Xiaoyan to agree to him. Li Xiaoyan dared not make any statement in front of Teacher Dai. After a while, he turned around and ran away.

Everyone was so disappointed that they booed. Gu Mingxi looked up and found that the staff had come to put out the bonfire and knew that they were about to return to their room.

The bonfire party ended successfully. Pang Qian seized the time to drag Gu Mingxi to Xiao Yujing. Xiao Yujing was holding her drum to leave. Pang Qian asked, "Xiao Yujing, what kind of drum are you?"

"Oh, its name is Djembe, it is an African hand drum. I brought it back when I returned to China." Xiao Yujing patted the drum face casually, with a bang bang sound, which was crisp and pleasant. "I heard that I brought it here to play with a bonfire party today. After returning to China, I have never had the chance to play drums, which will disturb my neighbors."

Pang Qian's eyes were full of envy: "Can I let me take a photo?"

"Of course." Xiao Yujing recited the drum to Pang Qian, and Pang Qian said, "It's a bit heavy."

"Yes, it's wood." Xiao Yujing helped her carry it, looked at Gu Mingxi who had been with Pang Qian by her side, and said, "Crab, you can beat me."

Pang Qian tried to use her palm to hit the drum surface, bang bang, bang bang, bang bang bang, "It's so fun." She said, "It's really interesting."

"Do you like it?" Xiao Yujing snapped her fingers, "Give it to you."

Pang Qian and Gu Mingxi were both dumbfounded.

Pang Qian hurriedly took down the drum: "Oh, don't joke, I'm just curious to play. This is the drum you brought back from abroad."

Xiao Yujing didn't care: "I knew you wouldn't want it. Actually, I haven't played the drum for many years, and this drum means nothing to me. If you don't want it..." She suddenly said to Gu Mingxi, "It's better to give it to Gu Mingxi. Today is your birthday. This is a birthday gift. It's old. I hope you don't dislike it."

The drum was still in Pang Qian's hand, Xiao Yujing was behind her hands, and looked at the two of them with a smile: "Okay, I'm so hot, I'm going to bed after going back and take a shower. I'll leave first, good night."

After saying that, she walked towards the small hotel. Gu Mingxi and Pang Qian looked at each other, and Pang Qian lowered her head and looked at the drum in her hand. After a long time of stunnedness, she said, "Gu Mingxi, you didn't seem to say thank you to her."

Gu Mingxi: "..."

"I always think that this is not good." Pang Qian was embarrassed, "Or, I'll return it to her later?"

Gu Mingxi thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "No, you can hold this drum."

"I'm holding it?" Pang Qian was surprised, "Xiao Yujing gave it to you!"

Gu Mingxi glared at her: "Do you think it's useful to use a hand drum?"

“It’s good to be a decoration.”

"I think... Xiao Yujing really doesn't care about this." Gu Mingxi said, "She knew I would give you the drum, and you really like this drum."

Pang Qian frowned: "Please, I don't like it that much..."

She thought, Xiao Yujing was such a weird girl.

The students went back to the hotel one after another, and Pang Qian hugged the inexplicable drum and walked on the road with Gu Mingxi.

The leaves were rustling by the breeze, and the night was deep. The mountains in the distance were like a silhouette. The crowd gradually dissipated, and the endless cry of insects and frogs sounded in my ears. If you listen carefully, you could still hear the gurgling sound of the stream.

When Pang Qian looked up, she saw the vast starry sky that was hard to see in the city. She immediately became energetic, pointed to one direction and said, "Look, the Milky Way!"

Gu Mingxi looked up and laughed: "You finally know the Galaxy."

"I asked Xie Yi." Pang Qian said proudly, "Xie Yi also printed a few pictures of the Milky Way for me. His computer actually brought a printer, which was very colorful."

Gu Mingxi's face was smelly.

Pang Qian didn't realize it at all and continued to say happily: "By the way Gu Mingxi, do you know? I will be in the same class as Xie Yi next semester!"

The pleasant summer camp ends with a group photo.

Teacher Dai and the students from Class 1 (2) of high school climbed to the top of the scenic area. A large number of people squeezed together in disorganization, hugged the three teachers in the middle, and took a group photo with laughter.

No matter what he did, Pang Qian was with Gu Mingxi, and when taking photos, she was no exception. She was sticking to him, smiling as bright as the sun in the sky.

During the summer vacation of this year, Pang Qian felt a little sad because of the class division. She and Gu Mingxi had been classmates for ten years, and were classmates for seven and a half years. Thinking that after school starts, they would go to different classrooms, it would be a fake to say that Pang Qian could bear it.

In the second half of the summer vacation, Pang Qian took advantage of her parents' workday to play. Gu Mingxi was alone at home, and having lunch was a headache. He told Pang Qian that Li Han would help him cook rice in an electric cooker before going out, and then cook one or two dishes for him to save for lunch.

On this day, Pang Qian volunteered to cook for Gu Mingxi. She found a piece of winter melon from the vegetable basket and cut it with a kitchen knife. When she was cutting vegetables, her left hand was far away from the kitchen knife. The winter melon was cut for a while thick and thin, and she was very unfamiliar when she saw the movement. Gu Mingxi stood by the side and looked for a while and shook her head and asked, "Pangpang, do you know how to cook?"

"I think my dad has cooked it." Pang Qian said, "It seems quite simple."

Gu Mingxi: "..."

He raised his foot to help Pang Qian turn on the fire on the stove. After the oil became hot, Pang Qian took the courage to pour the sliced ​​winter melon into the pot. With a "sharp" sound, the oil star burst out, which scared Pang Qian to hide directly next to Gu Mingxi.

The poor winter melons were lying in the pot, and Pang Qian poked them from a distance with a shovel. Gu Mingxi was really afraid that the winter melons would burn, so he simply said, "Forget it, I'll do it, you can help me put the seasoning."

He stood in front of the stove, stepped on the ground with his left foot, raised his right foot high, and carefully stir-fry the winter melon in the pan with a spatula on his toes. Because there were no extra hands to hold the handle of the pan, the wok was made a little slanted by him, and a few slices of winter melon fell out when stir-frying.

Pang Qian leaned out from the side: "Oh, the winter melon has fallen out!"

"I know, just a few pieces, it doesn't matter." Gu Mingxi's voice was calm and he stood steadily. His two empty sleeves were quietly hanging beside him. He fryed the winter melon with just one right foot to crystal clear.

While stir-frying, he said, "Pangpang, add salt."

Pang Qian opened the salt pot and scooped a spoonful of salt and asked, "Is so much enough?"

Gu Mingxi leaned his head and looked at it: "It's almost done, it's time to sprinkle it."

After a while, he said again: "Put MSG."

"Is this enough?"

"For too many, get rid of one third. Well... OK, spill it down."

After a while, he turned off the fire, landed on his right foot, and turned to look at Pang Qian: "Okay, please help me with it."

After stir-frying such a winter melon, Gu Mingxi no longer believed that Pang Qian could make tomato fried eggs and seaweed shrimp skin soup. The two of them cooked winter melon and stir-fried diced edamame fried sausages left by Li Han. They pulled down two bowls of rice. During the meal, Pang Qian tasted the stir-fried winter melon made by Gu Mingxi and said in surprise: "You are delicious, but you can even cook!"

"If no one helps, I can't handle it." Gu Mingxi smiled, "After all, it can only be used with one foot. I can't serve the dishes even after I prepare them."

"Then you must find a wife who knows how to cook in the future." Pang Qian began to worry about Gu Mingxi, "Like your mother, the cooking is very delicious. My mother can't do it, her cooking is so unpleasant."

Gu Mingxi pursed his lips and looked at her without saying a word.

Pang Qian took a few more mouthfuls of rice and asked him: "Gu Mingxi, have your parents quarreled now?"

His originally clear eyes suddenly dimmed. After thinking about it, he replied: "There is no quarrel. They basically don't talk much now."

"ah……"

"My father often doesn't go home." Gu Mingxi's toes were holding chopsticks and plucking the rice in the bowl, and his voice was low, "In a week, there will always be three or four nights not coming back."

Pang Qian asked: "Where has he gone?"

Gu Mingxi looked up at her and asked back: "What do you think?"

Pang Qian stopped talking.

Although she is only sixteen years old, she still knows the answer to this question.

She asked, "Will they get divorced?"

"I don't know." Gu Mingxi shook his head, "If I divorce, I will definitely belong to my mother. But I really don't want them to divorce at all."

Pang Qian was so angry: "Your mother is so nice, beautiful and gentle, how could your father be like this!"

"Actually, let's not talk about their relationship, my dad is not bad to me. He provides me with food and clothing, school, and also provides me with painting outside on weekends. That is very expensive. He basically won't refuse what I want to buy, and he gives a lot of pocket money every month. But... he just refuses to hold a parent-teacher meeting for me, and he doesn't want to go out with me. He just... can't accept that I'm a disabled person or a serious disabled person." Gu Mingxi smiled and said, "Pangpang, sometimes I think that if my mother had another child in the past few years of injury, it would be great if my father had another child while he was young. Now my dad wouldn't think about leaving my mom."

Pang Qian listened to his words and always felt something was wrong. She remembered what Pang Shuisheng comforted Gu Mingxi during the Chinese New Year and said, "Gu Mingxi, their affairs have nothing to do with you, don't think about it."

"I'm not thinking about it. What I can do now is to spend more time with my mother." Gu Mingxi smiled, "I'm fine. It's true that my father doesn't like me, and it's true that I don't have arms. I can't force him to like me. Now I just want to take a good school and a good major. I can support myself and give my mother an explanation."

When Pang Qian left, Gu Mingxi insisted on sending her to the station. The two of them walked on the road one after another. Seeing that he was depressed, Pang Qian wanted to find an interesting topic to talk to him.

She said: "Do you know? Li Xiaoyan called me a few days ago and said she agreed to date Wang Song."

"Is that true?" Gu Mingxi smiled, "Wouldn't Wang Song be so happy?"

"Yes, but she told me not to tell others, for fear that Teacher Dai would know."

Gu Mingxi raised his eyebrows: "Then you come and tell me."

"You are not someone else." Pang Qian smiled and gently patted his back, "If I have anything to hide from you, only you will hide it from me."

"Did I hide anything from you?"

"The girl you like." Pang Qian said, "After so long, you are unwilling to introduce her to me. I don't even know what her name is."

"Pang Pang." Gu Mingxi suddenly stopped and called her. Pang Qian looked back at him. Under the scorching sun, he was wearing a light blue shirt, stretching his shoulders, and standing straight. His hair was cut into pieces, his facial features were very heroic, and his forehead was covered with small beads of sweat. He had already taken off the appearance of a young boy who was a few years ago.

Gu Mingxi was already 180 cm tall, much larger than Pang Qian. She stood in front of him and could only look at him with her chin. She heard him say, "Please forgive me, I can't introduce that girl to you. Because, she told me clearly that she likes other boys. I will never let her know until her heart changes, I like her."

He said this seriously, his eyes so gentle that Pang Qian felt distressed. She actually felt a sour feeling in her heart. Thinking of such a girl in Gu Mingxi's heart, Pang Qian felt mixed feelings.

What kind of girl is that? Does she have the hair as long as Jiang Zhiya? Big double eyelids like Li Xiaoyan? A pure face and smart mind like Xiao Yujing? She must be very special, gentle and beautiful, which makes Gu Mingxi so in love.

In short, Pang Qian feels that she must be inferior to her.

She chuckled the corner of her mouth and laughed strangely, saying, "Gu Mingxi, don't be so exaggerated. How long have you known her? Do you like her that much?"
Chapter completed!