three years old

Early this morning, Ning Xi went out 10 minutes earlier.

The weather in Chengdu changes rapidly, and the tail of summer is almost overwhelmed in September. In the morning, the morning dew is heavy, and when the wind blows, it still brings a bit of coolness.

Ning Xi was wearing a school uniform jacket, the trousers were draped over white sneakers, the sleeves were rolled up a bit, and there was a watch on her wrist, which happened to be exactly seven o'clock.

There weren't many books in his schoolbag, and he carried it lightly, so he started to walk quickly. As soon as he walked out of the gate of the courtyard at the corner, he saw the noodle shop at the entrance of the community, sitting there.

Xing Cheng was holding a bowl of noodles in his hand, and there was another bowl in front of him, steaming and untouched.

It is estimated that Xia Tian played fiercely, his complexion was a little tanned, his eyebrows and eyes were still dark, with the unique vigor of a young man, but when he frowned, he looked very bluffing.

Cheng Cheng took off his school uniform early in the morning, and sat at the table wearing a short-sleeved shirt, with a playing towel draped over one leg, and the pattern of the NBA Thunder team was embroidered on it.

Ning Xi remembered that Xingcheng told him that this team is awesome, but they can't win the championship no matter what, the more frustrated they become, the more courageous they become.

At that time, Ning Xi felt that Xing Cheng was probably the same kind of person, and he would bump into wherever it was difficult.

Seeing Xing Cheng sitting there, Ning Xi slowed down her pace, nodded her head, said hello, and prepared to continue walking without saying a word.

Xing Cheng took out two chopsticks and turned them over and threw a pestle on the table, making a loud noise: "Stop!"

Ning Xi's footsteps faltered, it was rare for him to order him so forcefully, and she still hadn't recovered.

Xing Cheng put his chopsticks on the untouched surface of the bowl and said, "Eat quickly."

Seeing Ning Xi standing still, Xing Cheng urged him: "If you don't eat it, it will stick together."

He has been doing morning exercises around here for two or three days, and he didn't see Ning Xi having breakfast every morning, and he went to study so early this morning on an empty stomach, did he really lose his stomach for the college entrance examination?

Ning Xi stared at him without saying a word, and sat down on the stool.

He picked up the chopsticks, poked them into the soup bowl and stirred them. It really was the beef noodles that had just been served. It was bright red and shiny, and looked very appetizing.

As soon as Xing Cheng stood up, Ning Xi took the chopsticks to mix the noodles, counted it, 12 yuan of beef.

He glanced at the bowls of the diners at the next table, but there were not many.

But Ning Xi didn't think too much about it, at the time he didn't know that Xing Cheng picked out his own bowl for him, so he buried his head and started eating noodles.

Cheng Cheng brought soy milk from the store and put it in front of him: "From now on, I'll eat noodles here every morning before we go together."

Ning Xi raised her head and wiped her mouth with a tissue: "I can eat at home."

Cheng Cheng got a little angry: "What do you eat at home, do you eat bread every day?"

As soon as he came home last night, he heard from his mother that the kid from the Ning family downstairs has moved away. Why did the family take away the refrigerator? The child is not fully grown yet...

He said that he saw Ning Xi's stepfather brought the workers back again, during their class time.

Ning Xi felt like throwing up when she heard the word bread, so she quickly took a breath and said slowly, "Don't worry about it."

"I'm telling you about it, not asking if you can do it."

Ning Xi was angry: "You take care of yourself..."

"I order two bowls here every morning. If you don't eat it, I'll pour it down."

Ning Xi put down the chopsticks: "Let's go!"

Xingcheng ignored him and went to pay the bill with the money in his pocket.

After paying the money and returning to the seat, Xingxing saw that he had almost eaten, rolled up the towel and stuffed it into the schoolbag, carried the basketball bag, and fastened his shoelaces again.

After leaving the noodle shop, the two walked side by side on the sidewalk, passed the drink shop along the way, Xing Cheng forced Ning Xi to order a cup of fresh taro milk, it was warm, and it felt very comfortable in the palm of his hand.

When ordering, Xingcheng asked him, "Brother, do you want to add more ingredients?"

Ning Xi glanced at the list of ingredients, and felt that there was nothing delicious, so she was taken aback for a moment before realizing: "You buy it for me?"

Xing Cheng nodded: "Yes."

The clerk finished the drink, plugged in the straw and handed it to Xing Cheng, who smiled and said, "Thank you."

He handed fresh taro milk to Ning Xi's mouth. Ning Xi glanced at him and said lightly, "You drink first."

Xing Cheng was stunned for a moment before he understood what it meant, his brother would like to drink the straw he had drunk?

But he was a little afraid that Ning Xi didn't want to drink, so he asked, "Then do you still drink?"

Ning Xi lowered her eyes to look at her watch, her eyelids were narrow, revealing a fair portion of the back of her neck in Xing Cheng's eyes, she was very obedient, and gave a low "hmm".

After this thought was made clear, Xing Cheng felt that he was about to fly, he held the breast and sucked it hard.

I'fuck, why is it more exciting than wine!

Next, Ning Xi was walking on the sidewalk with her milk in her arms, and she was walking beside her, holding a basketball bag in her hand. She was in a particularly good mood. When she passed under a tree, she even jumped up to touch the leaves on the branches.

Ning Xi scolded him beside him: "I just had breakfast, be careful of your stomach drooping."

How could Xing Cheng hear so much, but he stopped jumping and walked by his brother, with the morning breeze blowing the tail of summer all over his face.

"Brother, how many points did you simulate this time?"

"Six hundred and two."

"I passed half of your exam!"

"..."

Crossing the road at the front intersection is the gate of the school. There are a lot of people riding bicycles and battery cars in the morning. The non-motorized vehicle speeds over and the brakes are not firmly pressed. When driving, you can see far by relying on your height. The bicycle came over, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he hugged Ning Xi.

The two boys in school uniforms hugged each other on the street, but not many people noticed, and since they were both in a hurry to go to work and school, no one even looked at them.

Ning Xi was very nervous and turned her head away uncomfortably, especially afraid that Xing Cheng would see his ears scalding.

But Xing Cheng's eyes never moved away from him, so he naturally saw it, so he became more courageous. When the green light came on, everyone started to cross the street.

He rubbed his hand to Ning Xi's, tugged on the sleeve of his school uniform, and then crossed the street.

Xing Cheng also switched himself to the side closer to the car, turned sideways to protect Ning Xi, for fear that he would be squeezed by the crowd.

He suddenly understood the meaning of the lyrics of the song that the girls in his class played every day with the projector in the classroom.

What, what, the crowd is crowded, I can feel you, in the palm of my hand...

He gently clenched Ning Xi's sleeves a little more, and held them in his palm.

It all depends on "courage".

When the road was about to pass, Cheng Cheng saw his brother bowed his head and said nothing, he was afraid that he had gone too far, and wanted to find a topic, so he said sullenly: "Brother, last time you gave me that history notebook... "

Ning Xi adjusted the strap of her schoolbag, nodded: "Where did you see it?"

This question was so difficult for him, Xingcheng thought about it for a while, and said as he walked, "What about Aristotle, what about going to school..."

Ning Xi wanted to laugh: "Metaphysics."

Xingcheng let out an "oh", almost dropped the basketball bag in his hand, and asked him, "Can't we not go to school?"

Ning Xi couldn't laugh anymore, and snorted coldly: "Then you go back."

Brother Dang didn't even bother to roll his eyes, he carried his schoolbag and drank fresh taro milk and walked towards the school gate, and Xing Cheng stayed behind silently, he was chasing Ning Xi all the way.

Once in the classroom, Xingcheng put away his schoolbag, turned sideways, bit the hem of his short sleeves, and took out a box of plasters from his schoolbag.

He took off the book covering Ren Mei's face, and handed the ointment to Ren Mei who was dozing next to her: "Quick, quick!"

Ren Mei was still sleeping with a book on her face, she sat up straight quickly and almost turned the stool over: "Huh?"

Cheng Cheng bit off the plaster, screwed off the lid himself, took out a cotton swab and gave it to Mei Ren: "Hurry up, wait for Lao Zhang to come..."

A small bruise on his side has been hurting for several days. He was hit on the black court last weekend. Fortunately, he didn't touch Yingchen this time, otherwise he would really be punished again.

Seeing his back injury, Ren Mei immediately became angry: "Didn't you fucking swear that you can't go? Go again and there will be a thunderbolt, is that what you said?"

Xing Cheng's attitude is still tough: "Isn't it already autumn, even if thunder comes, I won't be able to strike me."

Ren Mei wanted to pick off the plaster and wipe it all over Xing Cheng's face and put it on his face: "I think you quietly passed by Xia Tian to leave a little secret, go again and I will tell your brother!"

Xing Cheng didn't care about the last sentence, his mind was full of reminiscences about his little secret, and he thought of his brother for no reason...

Why didn't you feel back pain when you were with his brother, but now you are separated from his brother and entered the classroom, the pain is so severe?

Ren Mei's fingertips were stained with medicine, and he wiped a little, and Xing Cheng gasped, making Ren Mei furious again: "Get your brother to wipe it off!"

After thinking about it for a while, he probably didn't even have the courage to let his brother see his back injury.

He earned around two hundred yuan by playing golf on the weekend, plus the previous one hundred and fifty, and when he takes on some corporate work this weekend, he should be able to go to IKEA next month to pick out a small table for his brother.

Xing Cheng thought for a while, and felt that it is more important to bring his brother to eat and drink spicy food first.

But the table still has to be bought.

Ning Xi's home would not be complete without a single part.

This afternoon, when the team practiced, Xingcheng ran away with injuries all over his body. He felt that if he didn't participate in formal training, he would probably be expelled from the school team.

In order to study hard, he changed the training time to once every two days. Ning Xi was under a lot of pressure in his senior year, and would occasionally go off the court to throw a few balls.

Not in the same grade or class, whether Xing Cheng can meet Ning Xi when he is not going to and from school is entirely up to luck.

Coincidentally, Ning Xi really came today, saying that next month there will be a competition in the city, and if he has time, he can follow along and be a substitute.

Xing Cheng was breaking through with the ball in his arms, at the stage of full firepower, fierce and turbulent, changing hands behind his back and dribbling the ball smoothly, and the sidelines did not know that the one who killed Qiandao shouted: "Brother Xi is here!"

When he was distracted, the ball was intercepted.

Ying Yuchen was also dealing with others, and finally got rid of the close defense and ran out to catch the ball. Seeing that the ball was broken by Xingcheng, he couldn't help cursing: "Fuck! Why are you so dumbfounded by Xingcheng?" !"

With the highest grade and a playful personality, Ying and Chen also acted as temporary captains of the school team, commanding while running: "Damn, pause, pause!"

Xing Cheng knew that he had made a mistake, so he trotted off to the end without saying a word, and just about to say a few words to his brother, he saw Ying Yuchen strode over to greet him: "Xi!"

I rely on...

Xing Cheng is really hard to tell, and he is too embarrassed to be clingy to Ning Xi in front of so many people. In addition, the more he likes him, the less he dares to speak. Star child.

If he was the same age as Ying Yuchen, he wouldn't have sat at the same table with Ning Xi for many years, how many meals he had eaten, and he wouldn't be called a little boy by Ning Xi...

Cheng Cheng was so angry, his face collapsed, he grabbed his coat and walked towards the canteen.

He bought a few bottles of water to share with the school team members. There were two bottles of mineral water and one bottle of orange juice, which was very sweet.

He gave Ying Yuchen a bottle of mineral water, opened a bottle himself, and put the orange juice directly into Sai Ningxi's arms.

Xing Cheng took a bottle of mineral water to cool his hot face, tried to calm down and pretended to be cool: "Take it and drink."

Ning Xi raised her eyebrows and closed them.

A boy from the school team came to join in the fun, and seeing the unscrewed orange juice in Ning Xi's hand, he was surprised and said, "Oh, shit, Xingcheng, why is brother Xi's juice!"

Cheng Cheng grumbled coldly: "My brother has hypoglycemia, you just stay on the sidelines."

Ning Xi cursed inwardly, farting.

He didn't unscrew the bottle of orange juice on the spot, but took off the frayed wristband and threw it away, took the paper towel handed by Ying Yuchen and wiped his sweat, then raised his chin towards Xingcheng: "I'm going up. "

Xing Cheng glanced at the teaching building, nodded: "Success!"

Ning Xi thought for a moment, then said: "Don't wait for me, you go back early."

This time, Xing Cheng was quick to agree, and quickly said, "Decree!"

Ning Xi nodded, like a leader inspecting, scanned the people on the field, his eyes were full of menace, holding the orange juice, turned his back and walked upstairs.

Ying and Chen were shocked by the side, crap, Xing Cheng's dog legs to his brother are even more awesome than himself!

Self-study at night, the monthly exam results for the second grade of high school came down, Xing Cheng held the report card and read it for a long time, then bent down to untie his shoelaces.

Ren Mei pinned him down with a mournful face: "Fuck, Xingcheng, don't get angry, don't be impulsive, these basketball shoes cost one or two thousand dollars, throw them away, what else can you use to fight in all directions?"

Xingcheng stretched out his hand to pinch him: "I just tie my shoelaces tighter, I'm afraid my dad will beat me when I go home, and I'll fall while running."

Fuck, this score is really exactly half of Ning Xi's, more than 330 points, [-] points in mathematics, and he can't bear to look at the rest.

Ren Mei's grades are hopeless and she chooses arts and sciences, but it's good to be a science major. This is for love and bravely chooses liberal arts, but she ended up with this virtue.

But history has made a lot of progress, and the future can be expected.

The geography papers were also handed out, Xing Cheng looked at the one centimeter on the geographical map, and felt that he and Ning Xi were actually separated by a thousand kilometers.

After school, he didn't wait for Ning Xi, ran a few places, and went home with his pockets.

The schoolbag was full of things, Xing Cheng dumped the things on the table, found out the rope, and started to tie it up.

This rope has been used for many years. When I have time, I will buy a new one.

Since arriving home until now, Xing Cheng has been listening upstairs with his ears closed, watching the window below the window of his room light up as he wished.

He didn't send a message to Ning Xi, he just hung the rope on something and slowly lowered it.

Ning Xi was just finishing up her math, when she looked up she saw a familiar string hanging by the window, hanging a bag, and she didn't know what was in it.

He doesn't have the habit of pulling the curtains while doing homework, and Xing Cheng also knows that, relying on this, he often throws the rope down without saying hello.

When he was young, Xiao Xingcheng teased him, thinking that he wanted to bully someone he liked, hung up his mother's small makeup mirror, and when Xiao Ningxi looked up, he saw a mirror and cried in fright.

He just wants his brother to appreciate how good-looking he is, why are you crying?

The children in the yard were running and laughing, "Did you hang a mirror to reflect the demon?"

Xiao Xingcheng cursed loudly upstairs, my brother is also a fairy in the mirror!

Ning Xi raised her head and saw the pocket, sighed, speechless, how could she be so childish at such a young age, stretched out her hand to stand up and untie the rope.

It wasn't enough, and I don't know if there was too much stuff in it or what, the small rope that tied the pocket broke, and the whole bag fell to the corner of the unit building.

Upstairs, Cheng Cheng scolded: "Damn it!"

Ning Xi couldn't hold back: "Stupid."

In the next second, he put on his sneakers, opened the door and ran to pick them up.

Unexpectedly, Xingcheng followed the building wearing a mopboard.

The two half-grown teenagers looked at each other downstairs. In the darkness, the street lights in the neighborhood couldn't clearly illuminate their faces.

Xing Cheng's gaze was strong and full of youthful and straightforward possessiveness. He stared closely at Ning Xi's silhouette hidden in the night, and felt restless in his heart.

Ning Xi was wearing a white shirt, with the cuffs rolled up half way up, the hair on her forehead was short, and the top two buttons of the neckline were not fastened, revealing a very beautiful straight collarbone.

Xing Cheng never expected that Ning Xi would follow.

He was so nervous that he wanted to breathe, and he opened his mouth and said, "I don't want to go."

Ning Xi was still holding that bag of things in his hand, but he didn't even look at it, and stuffed it into Xing Cheng's arms: "If you don't want to go, I will go."

After finishing speaking, Ning Xi turned around, Xing Cheng stretched out his hand to pull him, and hung the pocket in his arms: "Brother, look inside there is my report card..."

Ning Xi stopped walking: "What's there to see?"

Xing Cheng caught up and said earnestly, "I did pass the history test, thanks to you... Hey, brother, you stretch out your hand."

Ning Xi didn't know what he was going to do, so at the side of the unit building, under the light, she rolled up her sleeves and stretched out her hands.

He just watched as Cheng Cheng took out a new box of wristbands from his pocket, unpacked them, and stretched the wristbands to both sides.

These wristbands are brand-name products, each cost one or two hundred, and he went to the mall to buy them after school today.

Xing Cheng held Ning Xi's hand with his left hand, and put the wrist guard on Ning Xi's wrist with his right hand.

Behind him is the faint light of the corridor, and further outside is the hustle and bustle of traffic on the street...

After Xing Cheng put it on for him, he stared at Ning Xi's handsome eyebrows immersed in the night, with his back rested on the lights of thousands of houses, his heart felt unbearably hot.

The courtyard was quiet, and they also stood opposite each other, all silent.

Many years later, Xing Cheng recalled this scene again, and felt that at that moment, he was like wearing a wedding ring for Ning Xi...

Solemn and pious.