summer and roses

After the exam, he was restless and couldn't sleep at night. Youyou turned over, and the light from the phone screen reflected his face.The desk lamp on the lower bunk is still on, and Mu Xia's newly bought night light is hung by the bed, like a dim firefly.

The faint warm yellow light penetrates the gap between the bed and the wall, lingering around the cruising side a mass of melting tenderness.He was lying on his side, stretching out his hand through the mosquito net to draw across the light shining on the white wall.

"Aren't you sleeping yet?" Mucha on the lower berth said suddenly, You Yi was startled, and quickly withdrew his hand.

Mucha laughed: "I saw your shadow moving, it's scary."

His voice was a bit loud, and You You was worried that he would make others sit up and look at Lin Zhan's side. The lights were still on in the upper and lower bunks, so it turned out that he was not the only one who couldn't sleep.He simply turned down from the upper bunk, lifted Mucha's bed curtain, pushed him aside, and pulled his hair angrily: "I can't sleep, it's raining heavily outside, it's already November. "

Autumn in the south comes and goes slowly. In spring and autumn, the city has plenty of sunshine during the day and plenty of rain at night. The air is filled with the smell of moist soil, and the starry sky is invisible, making it a bit depressing.

Mucha got used to it faster than he imagined, he was surprised for a moment when You Cruise came in, and soon sat up to give up the seat next to him.

As soon as the two of them moved, the bed frame rang a few times, and Lin Zhan's vague voice came from over there: "What are you doing, it's earth-shattering, the lights have been turned off..."

"It's okay." Mucha said, grabbing the school uniform jacket at the end of the bed and putting it on You Yi involuntarily, lowering his voice an octave, "Whether you're cold or not, just wear a single shirt."

You Yi didn't struggle, and grabbed his clothes, thinking that Mucha still wore her own formal clothes when she didn't have a school uniform.He ran over and sat down in a moment of brain fever, but when the surroundings were quiet, he got up at a loss.

Holding the phone, he turned to Mucha, and in order to ease the silence, he said, "The one you were calling recently... let's match together."

Mucha was surprised for a moment, then took out the phone from under the pillow, and opened the mobile game app familiarly: "Yes, what's your name, add a friend first...Wechat area, right?"

"Ah." You Yi replied, showing him the phone screen.

It doesn't look awkward when you have something to do, You You sits cross-legged next to Mucha, Lin Zhan sees the two of them forming a team, and immediately doesn't even feel sleepy, he pokes his head out and asks, "Take me one?"

"No." Mucha said, before the other party muttered to ask why, he snatched it up, "You're too good at it."

Lin Zhan was shocked, and didn't know how to respond for a long time. He retracted his head and covered himself with the quilt to sleep, with injuries written all over his body.You Yi, who was watching the whole process, couldn't laugh or cry, and said, "I can't carry the whole audience either."

Mucha's voice was more than half soft: "It's okay, you are the one who can lead, but he can't move and cheats his teammates."

Youyou, who was able to move, couldn't tell whether it was a compliment or a mockery in disguise, so he could only ignore Mucha's words, and rubbed his toes against his calf to signal that the match was successful and serious about the game.Inadvertently moving, it took a while to regain consciousness, Youyou lowered his head and stared at the phone screen pretending to be serious, while the villain crawled around in the grass, as if he could ignore the hot ears again.

I haven't played games with Mucha before, but I heard Lin Zhan mention that his operation is not bad.At first, You You thought that a boy would be good at playing games, but after matching with others, he realized that he was a talent.

After winning three MVPs in a row, Mucha yawned, put down his phone, and pressed You Yue to continue the matching action: "I don't want to play anymore, I want to sleep... what time is it?"

Because he was tired, his speech was limp and lack of energy, You You exited the game and took a look: "It's almost 12 o'clock."

"Really, it's all 59 points."

When Mucha spoke like this, he leaned against the end of the bed, with his elbow resting on a cushion, listless, but he didn't intend to drive anyone away.He just looked at You Cruise like this, his eyelashes half-drawn, his eyes were obscure, which made his heart shudder.

You Yi silently calmed down his heartbeat that started to accelerate again, and made a gesture to get up, with both legs stretched out of the mosquito net.

"Then I'll go to sleep." You Yi propped his hands behind his back, speaking in a breathless voice, lest he would wake up Lin Zhan who was sleeping over there, he groped around on the ground and couldn't find any slippers, so he had to step on the ground, turned his head and said, "Well ……Good night."

When winter is about to arrive, the terrazzo floor feels cool to the soles of the feet.

You Yi was about to stand up when he was suddenly dragged by a person and pressed back to the bed, making a soft sound.He couldn't stand on the ground, and fell back as if he lost his balance, thinking that he would sink into the soft bedding, but his head was hugged again.

"What——" You Yue's voice couldn't help but get louder, he turned his head to look, and wanted to sit up at the same time.

Mucha said, "Look at me."

His movements stopped for a while, the night light, and under the warm mosquito net, Mucha's outline was like a carefully drawn painting.You Yi's mind went blank for a moment, he opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but the person in front of him gently pinched his jaw.

He looked back at that moment, as if he couldn't remember anything.

The night light was suddenly turned off, leaving only the night and the shallow breathing of the teenagers, as well as the hazy moonlight, which was as white as frost, perhaps the frost from the window frame fell on the ground again.

Mucha leaned forward and kissed him cautiously, first lightly, then harder.Different from the last temptation that was printed on the tip of his nose, he pinched Youyou's chin, wrapped his other hand around his waist, pressed Youyou on the bed, and forced him to stand up half up—the angle was tricky, very uncomfortable, Youyou began to struggle, and was kissed even deeper.

The lips are close together, the soft touch is rolling over each other, the tip of the tongue licks the corner of the mouth, repeatedly licking like wanting to pry open the white teeth.

Just as colorful fireworks suddenly bloom in the wilderness, and the sound of the sky can wake up the sleeping spring.

You Yi violently pushed him away, he slipped when he got out of the bed curtain, then he couldn't help but grab Mucha's collar and punched him.He missed the hit and was grabbed by his fist. Mucha smiled at him as expected.

This time the movement was bigger than before, and Xu Wenke, who was reading under the mosquito net over there, was finally brought back to reality from his own world.He lifted the mosquito net and asked in a bad mood: "What are you two doing? You have to go out and fight, so don't affect others' rest and study."

Mucha said, "Sleep with you."

Being angry and making people dare not provoke him, Xu Wenke muttered something again, Mu Xia didn't bother to listen, and when he turned around, You Yi had already climbed onto the bed angrily.He stood in the middle of the dormitory, stretched his arms boredly, and sighed long.

But if you still send him a message after a while, then...you still like it.

Mucha got back under the covers, and as expected, he saw the WeChat pop-up on the phone screen.

Youyou acted as if only one position of the keyboard could be used, and sent him dozens of question marks, which were neatly arranged in five lines, occupying one-third of the dialog box, in contrast to the above sentence, the day before yesterday A "good" word.

Mucha's profile picture changed from super fierce to aggrieved, and his words were soft and cute: "What are you doing?"

You Cruise: "I should ask you, what are you doing! Crazy!"

Mucha spent all his time typing, deleted, deleted, corrected and finally said: "No, happy birthday."

You Yi: "???????"

Through the screen, one could guess that he finally turned around and started to be at a loss. This reaction was expected, as if Mucha knew that he would do it instinctively first.Everyone is like this when they are taken advantage of, but this time Mucha couldn't laugh.

What he does is just to have a good time in his head. He is born with a lack of expressive ability, and now he is suffering the consequences.

It took Mu Xia 5 minutes to think of a reply, and he typed "I'm sorry" in the dialog box neatly. When he sent it, these three words were paired with his profile picture, which was very effective.You Yi gasped on the upper bunk, then tossed and turned impatiently several times, Mu Xia could hear it clearly, but the tip of his nose suddenly felt a little sore.

He thought it would be a good surprise, but after finishing it, he felt reckless and disliked by others.

"Let's not talk about this." You Yi typed back to him, stumbled and said, "Can we change the subject, so that we won't be able to communicate in the future. What exactly do you want?"

After uttering these words, he changed from lying flat to lying on his stomach, as if this could relieve anxiety, but before Youyou could get rid of his emotions from the chaotic kiss just now, the phone vibrated, and he almost jumped off the bed again nod.

The aggrieved cat said: "But I like you."

You Yi scolded softly: "Fuck."

After zero o'clock, the atmosphere in the dormitory was so quiet that you could hear ravings, Mu Xia didn't speak or look for him, and just sent him a message in his bed: "How do you know you don't like me if you don't try it?"

Across a narrow bed and mattress, cruising and listening to my own heartbeat.When it sees the word "like" in its eyes, it becomes uncontrollably joyful, even if the owner doesn't know what to be happy about.

Mucha's messages popped up one after another, and You Yi's heart beat heavily once they popped up.

"I can feel that we don't have a tacit understanding."

"give me a chance."

"To yourself too."

"No shame."

After being bombarded to the last line, the three words were hung on the gray background, staring at it for a long time so that the cruising eyes were burning hot.His throat was tight and tight, his vocal cords were blocked by a bit of pain, and he couldn't speak. He lay on the bed covering his face, the pillow blocked his peripheral vision, his vision was dark, and there was still a little gap of light that reminded Mu Xia Still talking.

You Yi resignedly took the phone, and was about to find a way to reply to him, but when he was in a mess and didn't know what to say, another message popped up behind the aggrieved cat's head in the dialog box.

It's very short, but it just hit his fragility, so You Yi rubbed his eyes involuntarily -- and found a water stain on his finger.

He said, "Don't be afraid."

We have only known each other for two months, and we know nothing about each other except for class and get out of class. We have watched two movies together, and once we went with the big team. We occasionally make appointments to play basketball and badminton. The closest distance is back to chest.

When You You regained his senses, his message had already been sent: "Then try."

Before he could withdraw, Youyou lay flat again and threw the phone aside.He was so tired that he didn't even want to think about the consequences of his promise. He closed his eyes and had a strange dream all night.

What consequences can there be? They don't have to consider whether they are in the same family, or whether their economic situation is in sync, or whether their biological clocks are in sync - as long as they like it, they are together, from sweetness to quarrel to separation, just two people.

At the age of singing love songs and not being able to read the lyrics, carefree, love is just an embellishment, but it will last forever.

In one fragmented dream after another, Mucha stood in the bright autumn light and said happy birthday to him.At that time, Youyou thought in his dream that "like" is also a kind of subconscious mind.

He doesn't know it yet, but he likes it—it's okay.

The next day, during self-study, Lin Zhan came over to You You during class break, "You two made such a big commotion last night, why? You were half asleep and half awake, I think I heard someone scolding you."

You Yi fiddled with a pen: "No."

Only then did Lin Zhan take the gift box out of his schoolbag slowly and put it on the cruising table: "That's good...Happy birthday."

"Thank you." You Yi said, stuffed it into the drawer without opening the package, raised his head and extended an invitation to Lin Zhan, "I'll treat you to dinner at noon, let's go to KTV together in the afternoon, didn't Apple want to go last time?"

Lin Zhan: "Ah... birthday celebration?"

The ink pen twirled around at the fingertips, and Youyou said, "Yes, Mucha is going too——I called for it."

The person who was called turned around from the front row, grabbed You Yue's cheek expressionlessly, and stopped boringly after realizing that the other party didn't have baby fat or other fleshy meat: "Yes, you shouted, but put You are so bad, do you want to akimbo?"

He said one after another, Youyou lay on the table and smiled, looked at the other party with bright eyes, and called him: "Muchia."

Mucha still looked sluggish, but with the corners of his mouth curled up, he seemed to have a much better temper: "What's the matter?"

"I found you are very handsome today." You Yi said, the last half of the sentence was muffled in the crook of his arm, Mucha heard it, and the hand on his table stretched out irregularly to shine on his ear Rub it.

"When is he not handsome?" Mucha asked back.

You Yi raised his hand to surrender, and shook a piece of white paper, making Mucha laugh so much that he almost fell to the ground.

Lin Zhan, who was next to him, felt something was wrong after watching the excitement: "Why do you two suddenly start talking about business? You are like glue."

"No way, it's your illusion." You Yi said, solemnly waved away Mucha's hand that was still pinched on the side of his ear.And Mucha gave him a mysterious smile, staring at Lin Zhan so much that he felt like he asked a stupid question.

The self-study class in the morning became extremely short but extremely long because of expectations.The mathematics teacher took up the last class to comment on the test papers of the half-term exam, dragging the class for 10 minutes, and the students in the whole classroom were sitting on pins and needles, making small movements.

At the moment of liberation, Mucha stood up to hook Youyou's neck, and was patted on the back of his hand by him.

Still the old route, a few people I know well.After picking up Lin Po at the bus stop of another school, Lin Zhan and Meng Ran were in front of him to protect the dharma.

On a sunny day in early winter, the streets in the city center are bustling with crowds, and young people selling balloons and eccentric and cute hair accessories pass through the crowd.

Mucha grabbed You Yi's hand and hid it under his sleeve. From a distance, they were just getting closer.He didn't wear a school uniform that day, and a wide sweatshirt with long sleeves concealed the boy's secret.

You Yi looked at him from the side, and Mu Xiaping looked ahead at Lin Zhan and his back, humming in a good mood.

The fingers clasped even tighter, and the fingertips were connected to the heartbeat, vibrating at the same frequency.

A sapphire blue balloon was released on the street, swaying into the air, flying higher and higher, and got into the gaps of tall buildings.You Yi looked up, and was led forward by Mu Xia.

"Look at the road." Mucha said, and kissed the tip of his ear when he raised his head.

You Yi blushed and remained silent, glaring at him, Mu Xia held back his smile, clenched and let go of his fingers repeatedly, as if he was catching it with joy, it was impossible to hold it steadily, and he was reluctant to take it out to see.

Mucha said, "Do you still like the birthday present?"

You Yi was at a loss: "Did you send it?"

Mucha spoke boldly: "Me."

Youyou stopped in his tracks, his face turned red and then pale: "... Bah!"