heart scratch

Because I just went out to have dinner, the children were dressed neatly, and did not spend time on hair care for the convenience of wearing a helmet.But when he arrived at the place, after sitting down in the cubicle, Yi Xian untied a rubber band from his wrist, combed his forehead hair like he did on the day of filming the advertisement, and tied a small knot behind his head, revealing his smooth forehead .

Seeing Yang Zichen sitting across from him staring at him, Yi Xian blinked suspiciously: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Yang Zichen said, "Order what you want."

Yi Xian obediently looked down at the menu.He can speak Chinese well, but reading is still a bit of a hindrance. Not every menu in the Japanese grocery store has a picture, so he gave up halfway through seeing it, and sat next to Yang Zichen, and said frankly: "I don't want Very understandable."

Yang Zichen glanced at him suspiciously: "Is it true or fake?"

After a month or so, the airport strike-up incident still occupies a place in his mind, and he even has doubts about his subsequent behavior——

It's not that he thinks Yi Xian is lying, it's just that Yang Zichen hates his behavior of being deceived by sex even though he knows it's a routine ahead.

Because a person who didn't know whether he was really illiterate or not was making trouble, which seriously affected the efficiency of dinner. It was past eight o'clock when they finished ordering and eating.Because Yi Xian drank some wine, Yang Zichen didn't dare to let him go back on his motorcycle, so he left the car in the parking lot behind the Japanese grocery store, and raised his hand to hail a taxi at the side of the road, but Yi Xian didn't want to get in.

"I want to go back." He put an arm on Yang Zichen's shoulder and leaned into his ear and said.

"Why do you have so many moths?" Yang Zichen was a little impatient, and poked his forehead with his hand, "It will take half an hour to walk back. I'm still tired if you're not tired."

"Just take a walk, it's still early anyway."

Yi Xian hooked his shoulders coquettishly and shook, seeing that Yang Zichen seemed to be distracted and didn't object anymore, so he bowed his head and apologized to the taxi driver, then closed the car door.

Yang Zichen swore that the moment Yi Xian closed the car door, he saw the dislike of "Young people should not delay my business if they fall in love" from the eyes of the master who turned his head to look at them.

Looking at the instigator again, he was looking down at his phone, who was sending a message to someone.

As night fell, the grocery store hung a small, well-colored neon light in front of the door. He was tall, and the light cast a shadow on his face, even the triumphant smile at the corner of his mouth was stained by the light s color.Yang Zichen observed his small fan-like eyelashes for a while in the principle of admiration, and then said slowly: "You seem to be pushing your limits a bit."

"Huh?" Yi Xian looked down at him upon hearing this, and said innocently, "What's wrong with me?"

There was still a little smile on the corner of his mouth and he didn't have time to get rid of it. This glance made Yang Zichen lose his temper, and finally he could only reach out to rub his face resentfully, making that beautiful face into a strange shape before letting go: "It's nothing, I don't like your eyes."

The words were false, in the final analysis, it was because he was so pleasing to the eye that he couldn't even hide his tail, and became more and more presumptuous.

But just now, Yang Zichen suddenly realized one thing: his accepting these things generously is actually the same as he passively accepting them timidly.How Yi Xian treats him has something to do with his attitude, but it is not entirely up to him to decide - Yi Xian is an independent individual, he has no way to interfere with what the other party does, but he can change his mind.

Now that you have promised to continue to get along with the other party, instead of continuing to squirm and put on adult airs, it is better to let go of your hands and feet and enjoy it.

He decided to be bold too.

Turning a blind eye to Yi Xianbian's small expression of grievance, Yang Zichen suddenly reached out and took the motorcycle keys from his pocket, then turned back to the parking lot, and jumped into the driver's seat by himself.

"No more walking." He hooked his fingers towards Yi Xian, "Come up, brother will take you somewhere."

Before today, Yi Xian never knew that Yang Zichen could ride a motorcycle.

Not only can I ride, but I can ride very well. Except that I was a little unskilled at the beginning, I quickly figured out the structure of the car, and accelerated to the direction of the expressway around the city.

It was still very early, and it was a working day. There were still many office workers going home on the road. They walked in the opposite direction to these people. They came out from the bustling Yanjiang road, and they couldn't get on the road where most of the vehicles going out of the city went. Instead of taking the expressway to the city, he turned the car around and walked in the direction of the ring expressway, taking a detour to the mountain.

There is a hill in Jiangcheng, behind the old city, which was once developed as a tourist attraction in the early years, but because it was later designated as an ecological protection area, it quickly became a habitat for wild birds before it could be advertised.However, because the environment is very good with mountains and rivers, a small number of tourists still come here to experience life every year.

Although it was still early to start, because the road had too many twists and turns, it was already after ten o'clock at night when they arrived at the hotel halfway up the mountain along the road that was not easy to walk.There is only one hotel on the mountain, which is merged with the bird observation point. It is small in size, with only about a dozen rooms, and it can only provide simple meals and hot water for washing.Yang Zichen took the curious baby who came for the first time to open the room, waved his hand to attract the eyes of the sister at the front desk from Yi Xian's face to himself, and then put the ID on the counter: "Two rooms, thank you."

"Ah," the girl came back to her senses with great difficulty, looked at the IDs of the two of them, and wondered, "I'm sorry, a small group of bird lovers just came to see waterfowl two days ago, and now only It's just a room. It's just a big bed, do you want to see if you can live in it?"

"A big bed is also fine, just let it be."

Yang Zichen knew the size of the room here, and he didn't force it. After paying the deposit, he took the room key and walked out with Yi Xian, towards the observation deck built higher up.

On the contrary, Yi Xian couldn't help but ask him first: "Shouldn't you go and see the room first, what if it's too small?"

"It's okay, I've lived in the big bed room with others before, and I can lie down." Yang Zichen said casually, and then he looked back at him as if thinking of something, "...But you may feel wronged, the bed is probably not long enough .”

After all, it's a small place in the mountains. No one would specially prepare a bed with a length of more than two meters for a model friend who doesn't know the year of the monkey.

This is not what Yi Xian wanted to ask at first, but what he meant was that two people slept in the same bed, so he swallowed the question back—although he didn’t know what medicine Yang Zichen sold in the gourd, but sleeping in the same bed was the first thing he did before. What if I lose the treatment I didn't have before?

The two of them had their own thoughts, but they didn't stop on their feet, and soon reached the viewing platform halfway up the mountain.

In order not to disturb the birds living in the woods, all the lights were dimly lit along the way, and there were only two street lights until the entrance of the platform.Fearing that Yi Xian would trip over the unfamiliar road, Yang Zichen reached out to help him in the darkest section, and only let go when he saw the light of the street lamp from a distance.

"There are no trees here, it's a naturally protruding platform, where you can watch the sunrise in the morning." He took the lead to go to the platform, and motioned Yi Xian to follow his example and look down, "You can also watch other things at night—here. "

Looking down from this platform, you can just see the river that runs through the entire city and divides the old and new urban areas into two. At the same time, you can have a panoramic view of most of the river city.From a distance, they could see the riverside greenway they walked frequently, and they could vaguely see that the row of snack bars in the old town were still open. The weather was clear and there were no cumulus clouds in the night sky. The night view of Jiangcheng can be clearly seen from the mountainside.

"Does it look good?" Yang Zichen asked.

Yi Xian nodded, not caring that the dust and sand on the ground would stain his pants, sat cross-legged on the ground, and said again seriously: "It looks good."

"I used to go to junior high school in Jiangcheng, and I lived at my grandma's house. Sometimes I would run up to the mountain by myself, and just sit here for a while." Yang Zichen also sat down like him, looking at the city lights below with some nostalgia, "At that time My parents are busy with work, my elder brother has gone abroad, and I am the only one with my grandma, thinking about how to indulge my rebellious soul all day long."

His grandma has a gentle personality, so naturally he couldn't control him. During the three years of junior high school, he carried his grandma up the mountain several times, and sometimes ran out in the middle of the night, and then rode his bicycle back before dawn, pretending that nothing happened.

It's a pity that his rebellious soul was not fully developed, and he was crushed to death in the cradle by his mother.

"What happened next?" Yi Xian asked.

"When I was in the third year of junior high school, my mother came and said that she had arranged a language class for me, and then kicked me out of the country." Yang Zichen shook his head regretfully, "I didn't even graduate from junior high school."

"Why do you have to go abroad?" Yi Xian's tone was puzzled, "Is it better to go abroad?"

Yang Zichen didn't say yes or no, he smiled and asked the question again: "Who knows?"

He still knows how much he has. Even if he is allowed to finish junior high school and take the senior high school entrance examination in China, he may not be able to get into a good high school. In the end, he still has to let his parents go through the back door for him to enter a key high school. go.His mother probably didn't want him to go on like this, so he kicked him abroad to fend for himself, so that he could still study in university.

...Oh, it's not actually self-defeating.His high school was in the same city as his elder brother's graduate school. In those years, he was still managed by someone, and it could even be said that he lived in dire straits.

He stretched his muscles and bones, then lazily leaned on Yi Xian's back, sat back to back with him, and asked casually, "What about you? I remember that your school is not bad, and you love studying since childhood?"

Yi Xian was stunned for a moment, obviously didn't expect him to ask about his own situation, and shook his head after thinking about it for a while: "It's just that I became motivated to study at a certain period, and then I got good grades in the exam."

Yang Zichen nodded: "Oh."

"..."

"Why, you thought I would ask where the power comes from?"

It was rare for Yi Xian to have a deflated expression of being guessed. Yang Zichen looked back and laughed.

"I don't ask. It's not too late to talk about your own affairs when you are interested."

He patted his pants and stood up, stretched out his hand to pull Yi Xian again: "Let's go, go back to take a shower and go to bed early, and watch the sunrise tomorrow morning."