three years old

After studying in Shizhong for two years, Xingcheng's family gave a lot of pocket money, and those who usually spend a lot of money, naturally have a lot of foreign debts.

Now he is tightening his belt every day because of his brother, and after a while at home, he finds out the IOUs in the textbooks, and some WeChat transfer records. In total, it is one or two thousand.

When Ying Yuchen heard Xingcheng say this, he couldn't help laughing. You children are still popular and don't pay back the money?

Xing Cheng closed his eyes and invited a dinner.

Ying Yuchen rolled his eyes at him, with your status in the world, who would dare not pay you back?

One or two thousand is four Arabic numerals to Ying Yuchen, and he doesn't have much concept. He doesn't know much about Ning Xi, and he doesn't know how important this money is to these two people who are going to live.

Just talking about Ning Xi's temperament, that figure, the big white short sleeves stroked to the side, and the occasional glimpse of the side waist, both Ying and Chen thought it was made of mutton fat jade...

Xing Cheng is very good at playing poker, and these days, he gambled happily for the past few days. It's not long before the Spring Festival, so don't you have to learn all your skills and go back to kill your relatives?

After deciding to treat a guest to dinner, Xingcheng thought to himself, he had to find a fucking place with a cash machine for dinner.

As soon as school was over on Wednesday afternoon, Xing Cheng made an appointment with those people, took his brothers, and went to the small restaurant in front of the school to have a meal, one or two returned the money, Xing Cheng ordered it, and the total was almost one thousand and eighty-nine.

He is not yet an adult and has no bank account, so he asked Ying Yuchen for an account number, and deposited everything in it, plus miscellaneous money, which was exactly two thousand and two thousand.

The money will not be moved unless it is absolutely necessary, and he plans to save a few hundred a week in the future for Ning Xi's future use.

After dinner, Xing Cheng rode his bicycle to the Funan River. Standing by the river alone, he stared at the lights of the covered bridge on the other side of the river. The neon signboards filled his eyes with the sharp contrast between the quiet river surface and the bustling city. Time is a little trance.

The wheels of the years turned over mountains and mountains, leading Cheng Cheng into the confused period of youth, which caught him off guard.

His grades have come down again today, with a total score of just [-], which is [-] to [-] points away from last year's liberal arts undergraduate course in Sichuan Province, let alone catch up with Ning Xi, who is admitted to a good university in the north.

Regarding study, Xing Cheng knew that he was never that material. It was not a whim to switch to liberal arts because of Ning Xi, and science was just like that.

I remember when I was a child, Xiao Xingcheng only knew about excavators when he was just able to speak. He only needed excavators to buy toys. There were more than a dozen models in the house. His father still laughed that he might become the largest real estate developer in Sichuan in the future. .

After growing up, the grown-ups were overjoyed to talk about this matter again, and he thought coolly, this is too rich, and he wants to do some more handsome jobs.

Later, until now, when he understood how important money is and what it can bring to his loved ones, Xingcheng really felt the exhaustion of life.

Choosing Ning Xi is equivalent to choosing a more difficult path.

This road is determined by Xingcheng, no matter how difficult or difficult it is, if you want to use an excavator to open the road, digging bit by bit, you have to make a way out.

The relationship between him and his brother has improved a lot in the past few days, Ning Xi is completely acceptable to intimate contact, but sometimes Xing Cheng is too active, which makes him blush and reach out his hand to pinch Xing Cheng's face in embarrassment.

The consequence is to be held hands and burn a kiss on the back of the hand.

Ning Xi was puzzled, obviously he had eaten rice for three years, how could Xing Cheng be so thick-skinned?

In the school, the students in the third and fourth classes of senior high school saw Xing Cheng more often, and brought some snacks up if they had something to do, and Ning Xi was not polite. Gained a few pounds in two weeks.

Every time Xing Cheng stood at the door of Class [-] and [-], his mind was full of Ning Xi smoking a cigarette while doing math problems, staring at the half-grown man in front of him with a sleepy expression.

With an ascetic face, but doing provocative things.

Xing Cheng thought about it, and felt that he was about to stop breathing, unable to stop.

Ning Xi like that is so fucking sexy.

Ying and Chen met Xingcheng several times in the corridor, and one day they couldn't hold back, they left the classroom after class and secretly stood far away looking at the back door of Class [-] and [-] of Senior High School.

He saw Xing Cheng, who was a little taller than Ning Xi, holding a bottle of soda can and putting it on Ning Xi's head. Ring, grabbed Ning Xi's little finger and put it on.

"childish."

Ning Xi's face was still cold, but the slightly raised corners of his mouth betrayed him.

Xing Cheng couldn't help laughing, under the shining winter sun outside the window, his tall figure just swayed beside Ning Xi, tall and firm.

Chengdu has entered the cold winter, there are fewer basketball games held by various units and companies, and there are fewer people playing streetball on the street. The weekend is too busy, and there will be another activity to play at Southwest Jiaotong University next week, Ning Xi said There is no way to go to make up lessons for him.

Forget it, the ball can be played less, but the opportunity of Ning Xi to give him a lecture is very precious and cannot be missed.

He hung the report card for Ning Xi once, and Ning Xi frowned when he saw it, and turned around to look for a lighter.

What level to jump, walk, jump off the building.

While looking for it, Ning Xi sent a message to Xing Cheng: If you pass the exam like this, I will burn it for you.

He even organized a large book of English notes for Xingcheng, why did he memorize it for half a month, and he couldn't even figure out the verb to be?

Xing Cheng saw a hand stretched out from downstairs, holding a lighter to burn his report card, he was so frightened that he quickly pulled back the rope, changed his clothes, climbed over the window and went down.

As soon as he entered Ning Xi's room, Xing Cheng was delighted to smell the comfortable smell in the room. He hugged Ning Xi and gnawed carelessly. Naturally, Ning Xi pressed him next to the desk and pulled out a draft book. come over.

"Come on, write down all the uses of the verb to be."

Cheng Cheng choked with sobs: "Brother, I didn't eat dinner."

Ning Xi turned her face sideways, bit the pointed ear of Xingcheng, and blew a breath: "Okay."

"I'fuck! Be verb! I know! Simple perfect tense, present future tense, after eating hot pot, when clearly in love with my brother..."

Xing Cheng was a little excited, once he opened his mouth, he couldn't take back the words, so Ning Xi slapped him in greeting: "Don't be poor!"

Staring at the paper full of beautiful English for a while, Xingcheng really can’t do it anymore, let him stare at something he can’t understand, the easiest way to fall asleep, and if he falls asleep looking at Ning Xi’s notes later, he will be cold .

Xing Cheng hugged Ning Xi's waist directly, and started to play hooligans, bowed his head in his arms a few times, and said sullenly: "Tomorrow is the monthly exam, I really don't have the talent to hold Buddha's feet temporarily."

Ning Xi was a little soft-hearted, and he didn't really want to force Xing Cheng to learn something he didn't like, but he was anxious after seeing the grades, so he couldn't help rubbing his younger brother's hair, and said, "I said before, Chinese is not good at learning. Kiss each song, have you recited it well?"

Hearing this, Xing Cheng quickly sat up straight, his eyes glowing: "The back is like a stream!"

Ning Xi sat cross-legged on the bed with a textbook in hand, knocked on the edge of the bed with her hands, her neckline was half open, and the spring scene inside made Xing Cheng unable to move her eyes.

Nodding his head, Ning Xi said: "Remember the night tour of Chengtian Temple, memorize it."

Picking up the ruler and holding it in his hand, Ning Xi hit his head twice when he saw him like that, Xing Cheng shivered, looked away, and coughed twice: "Didn't you say one, it should be an ancient poem."

Ning Xi frowned: "Back."

Only one word can be remembered in Xing Cheng's mind: "Undressing to sleep...sleep, sleep..."

Ning Xi reminded him: "Remember the night tour of Chengtian Temple, it is Huai Min..."

Xing Cheng patted his thigh: "The two men come out to chat with each other without sleeping at night, isn't that you and me?"

Ning Xi got a little annoyed with a lump in his throat, and changed directly: "The Three Gorges of Badong and Wu Gorge are long."

Xing Cheng answered smoothly: "Clouds and rains make Wushan heartbroken in vain!"

Forget it, he only remembers love poems.

"The last one, The Story of Little Rock Lake."

The small ruler in Ning Xi's hand was rattling against the edge of the bed, and while turning the pages, he said, "A fish in a pool can have a hundred heads..."

Cheng Cheng's voice was even bolder: "Jiuyan Bridge has opened a house, Tan Yutou, and I will take you there next week."

Ning Xi closed the book with a "snap", and said calmly, "Okay, go to sleep."

It's really a flow, a rogue flow.

Ever since the two of them connected with each other, as soon as they slept together, Xingcheng acted as a human-shaped warm baby, and his whole body was a little stiff, tense and fierce. He couldn't control the strength of hugging Ning Xi, so he put his arms under his neck and fell asleep for a while. I didn't feel uncomfortable at all at night.

Xing Cheng also used to put a pillow on his lower abdomen, the reason is why, without further ado, occasionally he suffers from insomnia, staring at Ning Xi's white and round ears, he asked in a low voice, brother, are you asleep?

Ning Xi was short of breath, half-closed her eyes and did not dare to respond, clutching the quilt, quietly feeling the temperature from walking.

With a heartbroken heart, he pulled out the pillow that was lying across his lower abdomen, and hugged him in his arms.

Ning Xi's back just undulated slightly in Xing Cheng's arms.

Xing Cheng's heart almost jumped out of his throat, he didn't believe that Ning Xi didn't feel anything, he was about to explode.

He thought about it for a long time, and guessed that when the day really came, he might have to go to the supermarket to buy five bottles of crooked baijiu, and he would bolster his courage in one gulp.

Halfway through the night, Ning Xi's phone rang.

Xing Cheng has always maintained a posture and fell asleep in a daze. He was too hot, and Ning Xi's back was a little sweaty, and his broken hair was sticking to his temples, and his short hair was limp, rubbing against the tip of Xing Cheng's nose with shampoo scent.

The vibration of the mobile phone made Ning Xi a little irritable. He struggled and turned around, and his whole body was nestled in Xing Cheng's arms. Said: "It's so hot."

Xing Cheng turned over and got out of bed, then ran to pull the toilet paper, wiped his sweat, coaxed him while wiping, Ning Xi still woke up, looked at the sky outside the window, half-opened his eyes and asked, "What time is it?"

Xingcheng took out the vibrating phone and took a look, I'm 'fuck, should I be with you?

He still answered Ning Xi's question first: "It's twelve o'clock."

Ning Xi buried her face in the bed and collapsed for a while, rubbed her face, and sighed: "Call me."

Xing Cheng got a little angry: "What did the Yingchen call you at night?"

Seeing Xing Cheng's angry eyes, Ning Xi softened his tone: "It's not too late, we went to bed early."

He knew that Xingcheng was suspicious at the beginning, and he didn't blame him for anything. He turned on the speaker and threw the phone on the pillow, and the voice over there was quite quiet. Ying and Chen's opening remarks were: "I, he Mom is in a bad mood."

Ning Xi spoke with a strong nasal cavity: "Um... what's wrong."

Ying Yuchen became depressed when he heard it: "Your voice is so hoarse? Because your brother smoked a tobacco factory, and I gave you the bag of Nanjing yesterday, you..."

As soon as Xing Cheng's face collapsed, Ning Xi subconsciously covered the phone, and the next second, Xing Cheng hugged him and pressed him to the bed, holding his collar tightly. Ning Xi was startled, gasped, and was so scared that he responded Said over there: "Xi! What are you doing?"

"you,"

Ning Xi hugged Xing Cheng's back again and again, trying to comfort him, and said softly: "If you are unhappy, just tell me."

This sentence is said to respond to ministers, but also to travel.

At this moment, Xing Cheng's eyes were red with anger, he was very arrogant, he put all his strength on Ya Ning Xi, panting heavily, twisting the quilt silently.

A sigh came from Ying Yuchen's side: "I always feel that my brother, my brother and... hey."

Ning Xi was so painfully kissed by Xing Cheng, she held the phone and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong with your brother?"

Ying Yuchen said: "My brother and the little boss in the car business that I had conflicts with before seem to be getting together soon? Or are we together, I don't know..."

Xing Cheng knew about Ying and Jiang, so he didn't express his opinion. Ning Xi was still a little confused, and asked him: "Didn't I have a conflict with you?"

Ying Yuchen sighed again: "I don't think it's okay to be with men, but I feel that my brother has fallen into it this time, I feel a little bit behind, my brother doesn't put much energy on me. "

Ning Xi felt that a strawberry mark had already been sucked on his neck, and he would have to wear a scarf tomorrow, so he was too lazy to push it, so he let him do whatever he wanted, bit his lip and said, "I hope your brother's partner will treat you well."

Ying Yuchen was really stimulated. Once the child's sense of loss came up, it was like the sky was falling.

He was probably rolling around lonely on the bed, and the sound of the quilt being rubbed from time to time came from the receiver: "I think he is very kind... But, maybe there is something wrong with me, and I don't know."

"Just respect his choice... Mmm!"

Ning Xi closed her eyes, gasped in surprise, was pressed by Xing Cheng and bit her shoulder, and guessed, there might already be three hickeys on her neck.

Over there, Ying and Chen heard something was wrong with their voices, and their voices were a bit ambiguous: "What are you doing, Xi, thinking about your brother and making trouble?"

Ning Xi laughed out loud, grabbed the phone and pointed the microphone at the corner of Cheng Cheng's lips, raised her chin, the curve of her neck was extremely beautiful, and there was a little dark color under the moonlight.

There are still a few dark red, irregular small flowers on the neck, with clear texture and appropriate strength, which looks charming in the night under the quilt.

Ning Xi's gaze was firm, and she whispered, "Speak."

Xing Cheng grabbed the phone, with a gloomy face, but couldn't hide his ecstasy, panted, glanced at Ning Xi, then looked at the phone again, with a twitch of his lips, and said in a low voice, "I'm messing with my brother."

There was silence for two seconds, and Ying and Chen burst out, "Fuck!"

Ning Xi laughed, Xing Cheng's expression was in a trance, and he looked at Ning Xi seriously in that half-prone position.

It was obvious that Ning Xi wanted to say something, so Xing Cheng hung up the phone immediately.

Although Ning Xi is a quiet and indifferent person, sometimes unpredictable and moody, but he has always been willing to be open and aboveboard when it comes to such matters.

He is not afraid to tell Ying Yuchen, let alone the people around him, and he is even willing to let everyone know that the shining Xing Cheng in the second grade in the school is his younger brother, and even more his lover.

Xing Cheng also understands that he is more eager than Ning Xi.

But he has to bear it, at least it has to be after Ning Xi's college entrance examination, the consequences of coming out rashly are too unpredictable, it can't be now.

There is indeed no need to hide it from Ying Chen, but just now when Xing Cheng looked at Ning Xi's fearless look on the bed, he suddenly felt distressed.

Suddenly he pressed the hang up button, and what followed was not the usual strong kiss, but a hug and the quilt that was slowly tucked in.

Xing Cheng kissed the back of Ning Xi's ear, and stroked his hair.

Go to sleep, brother.

For most of his life, Xing Cheng has been a naive big boy, rampant, loyal, and everything happens as he pleases, but he has never been naive when it comes to matters related to Ning Xi's fate.

Before falling asleep, Xing Cheng calculated the money in his pocket, and he could really go to eat fish head hot pot on weekends.

You can also add two servings of beef to the bowl early tomorrow.

Forget it, I'll give his brother a share.