three years old

As soon as Ning Xi said this, Xing Cheng wanted to slap himself a few times.

Why couldn't he control his temper, how could he speak without restraint, and said such hurtful words, he panicked and wanted to apologize to his brother, but couldn't say anything, stared at him, raised his hand clumsily, and gently touched Ning Xi's profile.

Now Xing Cheng is out of breath and feels unbearable, his self-blame has turned into choking, stuck in his throat and he can't swallow it.

"I want you to be with me forever, but I don't want to affect your bright future because of me,"

His eyes were tightly locked on Ning Xi's eyes, for fear that the water in them would overflow quietly, "Do you understand?"

Ning Xi should understand, just nodded, her eyes blushed uncontrollably, the corners of her mouth trembled because of the pain, and she didn't speak any more.

Ever since he was a child, Xing Cheng has almost never seen such an expression on Ning Xi's face, and suddenly his heart hurts badly. caught.

It's the first time that I don't speak with red eyes like this.

Xing Cheng lifted his head up and pointed it at the whitewashed wall of Ning Xi's house, wanting to bang his head on it to death.

At the base of the wall there are still footprints left by Ning Xi when she was a child.

Uncomfortable is uncomfortable, Ning Xi's handsome face is still very broken, and the signature cold expression is on the surface again, bending his elbows to push forward, not wanting to say anything more.

The two were silent for a while, both holding their breath, and just about to speak, "I..."

"I,"

Ning Xi also opened her mouth, choked, bit her lower lip and said, "You talk first."

Xingcheng stood up straight and stopped being polite to him, "Brother, if you really believe in me, you will definitely come here. I will go to Tianfu Square to swear an oath in front of that statue, and go to the Funan River to make a wish!"

"What's the use of going to Funan River?"

"Haven't you heard of the zombies in the Funan River? If I fail the exam, they will all jump out and eat me..."

Ning Xi stretched out his hand, covered Xing Cheng's mouth, and cursed under his breath, "Don't say bad things."

Covering it was covering it up, Xing Cheng smiled badly, and lightly licked Ning Xi's palm with the tip of his tongue, causing the latter to tremble, and quickly put his hand down.

Cheng Cheng pretended to be serious and coughed, and the anger disappeared inexplicably, "You don't want me to be eaten by them."

"Then you'll still be eaten."

Ning Xi said, no more nonsense, went to the window and grabbed a black plaid shirt and put it on her body, buckled the peaked cap on her head backwards, grabbed the mask and put it on, and was about to go out with the key in her hand, walking behind The son was stunned and shouted: "Brother, where are you going?"

Turning around, the afterglow of the evening drew a silhouette around Ning Xi, "It's time for dinner."

Xing Cheng hurriedly put on his coat and chased after him, frowning: "Take me!"

Ning Xi was holding the mask for Xing Cheng in his hand, and walked over while unpacking, clasping his ears with both hands, put the mask on gently, pinched the bridge of his nose, and said: " The smog in Chengdu has been severe recently, so don’t be fooled by it.”

Looking at his brother like this, Xing Cheng couldn't help but want to take a bite. He pressed the back of Ning Xi's head with his right hand, lowered his head slightly, and was about to pull off the mask with his left hand. He: "No taking!"

Still wearing the mask obediently, he kept running without stopping, lowered his head and turned his face sideways, and rubbed the corners of his brother's lips through the mask, letting out all the hot air.

Even though there are two layers of such thick fabric, they can clearly detect the other party's breath.

The day before the application deadline, Xing Cheng guessed that his brother would not go to the Internet cafe until he arrived, and he had to follow up after skipping a day's class, and he had to wait until the application form was handed in to count.

Ning Xi couldn't resist him, and she felt much more at ease these days, and with Ying and Chen's education on the phone three or four times a day, she had no choice but to follow the initial intention and report to Peking University.

When submitting, seeing the page refreshed successfully, Ning Xi's hands were shaking, and Xingcheng didn't care if there were other people in the Internet cafe. He stood up and hugged his brother who was sitting, and buried him in his waist with his hands He rubbed his head, and coaxed loudly.

A few boys who were playing games next to him looked sideways, and pressed their eyebrows, forcing those eyes to dare not look this way any more.

On the day when I handed in the volunteer form, Xing Cheng rode a bicycle with Ning Xi on Jinli Ancient Street. The two of them were still hungry when they entered, and they were exhausted when they came out. Although generally speaking, Chengdu locals Few people go there, and it's not bad to go once in a while.

Strolling to the end of Jinli, Xingcheng saw the brewed wine sold by the store, and bought two bottles of pomegranate and lychee. The two of them drank it while walking, and almost died without a sip of sweetness.

After confirming that he was going to Beijing, Xing Cheng wanted to say a thousand things in his heart, but they all seemed to be melted into this sweet wine, and he fed it to Ning Xi.

He hoped that if Ning Xi missed him a lot when he was in Beijing one day, the memories must be like pomegranates.

Red and sweet.

On the weekend that was about to pass in June, Ishizhong held a graduation ceremony.

There were not many high school seniors, and most of them did well in the exams. They went to the stage one by one to receive the rewards. Ning Xi stood in the front row, wearing a uniform school uniform, her chin raised slightly, her skin became fairer, her eyes were squinted, and she always had a smile on her face. It means that you are not awake.

He remembered that when he entered the school in his first year of high school, he was full of yearning and courage for this place. Now that he graduated from his senior year of high school, he still has good memories of this period of time.

He has gone through re-study, loss, shock, decline in grades, and even family disputes, but he has survived, because there is no one around him, there are teachers and classmates, coaches and teammates, there are responders and ministers, and there are travellers.

The chasing light above his head was very bright, and there were almost no empty seats in the audience. At that moment, Ning Xi felt that he seemed to have obtained everything that belonged to him.

The fresh graduates have prepared several programs, singing and dancing, and the big screen is constantly replaying their bits and pieces of the past three years, as if it was just yesterday.

The plastic playground with sweat and tears, the birds flying in groups in the sky, the small flowers that never wither in front of the teaching building, and the cats lying on the ground basking in the sun at the corner of the corridor.

Back then, Xing Cheng and him, a scumbag and a top student, a senior and a senior, one upstairs and one downstairs, seemed so close yet so far away.

Later, Xing Cheng and him changed from parallel lines to intersecting lines, chasing and entangled with each other, tightly entangled into an inseparable red line.

The graduation ceremony that day ended with cheers and cries. It was the last time he wore school uniform and looked at Xing Cheng from a distance.

Ning Xi stood behind the stage, quietly peeping at everything off the stage through the thick dark red curtain.

The parents who came to congratulate, the teachers who were filled with emotion, and Xing Cheng who sat in the middle of the third-year seat and refused to leave.

He suddenly realized that growing up is slowly turning into solitude, and realizing that he will never grow up, just like when he is walking together, it will always be that childhood when he was writing exercise books in front of the bedroom window, but watching the snacks come from The little brother who fell from upstairs and was in a daze.

Repeating the third year of high school was considered to have hit a wall, but he was grateful for the wall.

He gave him love, comprehended life, and even understood the atmosphere of fireworks in the world, and finally chose to ride the clouds and ride the fog.

Studying hard does not only stop at three years in high school and four years in college, it should be a lifetime.

He will always remember the speech made by the grade director at the graduation ceremony, and his future is boundless precisely because it is uncertain.

The hibiscus flowers in Chengdu will bloom every year, and people will always be the same teenagers as before.

……

Xingcheng entered the third year of high school, and the summer vacation was extremely short. The vacation in mid-July, and he had to go back to school at the end of August. This is because he chose not to make up lessons, like Ren Mei, who were forced by his family to make up lessons. It will not be released until early August.

On the night when the admission letter came out, Ning Xi's mother and stepfather drove to pick Ning Xi away, and found a restaurant to invite some relatives and friends to dinner, and collected a lot of gift money.

Ning Xi was expressionless the whole time, just nodded politely, picked up the food, toasted, and sipped the drink until the end, looking up at the big red banner hanging above his head, the words "Peking University" hurt his eyes, For a while, I didn't understand what the purpose of my attendance today was.

But he is always like this, he will do what the parents say, because he understands that it is his mother.

The moon hung very high that night, Ning Xi felt dizzy looking at it, and finally fell asleep lying on the dining table.

When he woke up, it was the next day, the sun was high, and he was sitting by the bed, pinching his calf with his hand.

The restaurant yesterday was remote and far away, and it was not in Qingyang District. Xing Cheng had to ask a lot of people to find out. When he touched it, Ning Xi's mother was standing next to Ning Xi on the phone, with anxious eyes, urging her to have a man. Come and carry your son back.

Xing Cheng wandered over, put his hands in his pockets, and said "Hello, Auntie" earnestly.

Ning Xi's mother didn't recognize who the boys were at this moment, and after seeing clearly, she hesitated and said, "Oh, isn't this Xing Cheng, here to pick up Ning Xi?"

Xing Cheng nodded, didn't say much, slowly squatted down, carried Ning Xi on his back, and casually took a piece of purple potato cake from the table and put it in his mouth, feeling tired of the sweetness all the way.

It was already late at night when he returned home, and Ning Xi was surrounded by the moon as cool as water, and he remembered clearly the scene of pestering him and calling him "brother", and even more remembered the gentle and strong hands gently rubbing his earlobes.

Ning Xi drank a lot, and couldn't remember that he put his arms around Xing Cheng's neck, and sang one after another, "The moonlight in the city illuminates dreams..."

Cheng Cheng suppressed his laughter, went to tuck up the quilt, gently scratched his side face with his thumb, and continued, "Whose heart are you trying to warm?"

The strength of the arms around the neck became tighter, Ning Xi closed her eyes tightly, and replied in a low voice: "It's walking."

Waking up at noon, Ning Xi only remembered some sporadic fragments in his mind. He grabbed the quilt and got out of bed, his legs and feet softened, and he ran to the toilet with a shirt tied around his waist. He didn't vomit, but he was a little top-heavy.

Xing Cheng held the travel brochure and drew with a highlighter on the side. He was afraid that he had never studied so seriously, and read while reading: "Aba Tibetan and Qiang Autonomous Prefecture is located in the northwest of Sichuan Province..."

After washing up, he took a cup of honey water soaked by Xing Cheng in his hand, and Ning Xi dried it with a gulp, and asked him, "Are you sure you are going to Aba Prefecture?"

"Tibet is too far away. The Sichuan-Tibet line is in peak season at this time. Let's go to Chadianzi Passenger Station and take a car and walk inside. Aba Prefecture is relatively safe, and several of my classmates live there."

Deciding to give up Tibet was a long time ago. After all, it’s just him and his brother. It’s not safe to place orders there. Anyway, there will be more opportunities in the future, and it’s okay to run more.

Xingcheng made an appointment with two friends from Aba Prefecture in the team, who happened to live in Jinchuan. When it came to meeting, Xingcheng only regretted that he was not old enough to learn how to drive, otherwise he would have driven into the Tibetan area for a self-driving tour. What kind of bus are you still taking?

He explained the travel itinerary to his brother seriously, and Ning Xi only felt that there was a lot to eat, and everything else was arranged along with the trip, and the accommodation was also confirmed, and he asked with a stare: "No hotel yet? "

Xingcheng held his breath, wondering why he decided to go to Yunding Flower Sea in Jinchuan County, because it is a good place for camping in summer, not to mention the starry sky.

I still have to take some time to go to the hospital with his brother to check the altitude sickness these few days, otherwise I wouldn't dare to go inside.

Cheng Cheng drew a circle on the calendar, "August [-]th, let's set off on this day."