I want this sand sculpture

It was almost ten o'clock after the barbecue was finished, and a few of them didn't plan to go back to school, lest they be caught and scolded by Director Chen.

The two girls lived not far away, so they took a taxi together and left, leaving four young men strolling leisurely on the street.

This stroll lasted for an hour.

Wan Xu and Huang Yubin finally found someone who shared the same taste and talked as much. They regarded each other as confidantes and quickly established a revolutionary friendship.The two of them walked in front, chatting about the game, shoulder to shoulder.

"Are you going back? It's not easy to take a car now." Du Yan put his hands in his pockets and followed Song Qichen unsteadily.

Song Qichen frowned.

At this time, it was twelve o'clock when I went back to the west of the city.

"Would you like to go to my place?" Du Yan asked.

Song Qichen glanced at him, opened his mouth and said nothing.

He didn't want to go to other people's homes. Song Qichen instinctively resisted normal families because his parents were not around all year round.

Seeing Song Qichen's hesitation, Du Yan smiled and put his arms around his shoulders, "I don't live with my family, I'm alone."

Song Qichen was stunned, turned his head and stared at him for a long time, Du Yan thought that he had fallen asleep with his eyes open, so he nodded, "Okay."

Du Yan was happy, half hung on Song Qichen and walked forward humming.

Song Qichen lowered his head and smiled, without pushing him away.

"By the way." After walking for a while, Du Yan reached out to touch his trouser pocket and took out a grape-flavored truth stick, "Do you want to eat candy?"

Du Yan hung his right hand around Song Qichen's neck, and with his left hand, he held a candy stick and shook it in front of him.

Song Qichen paused, "Where did you get the candy?

Du Yan held the candy between his two fingers and shook it once and for all, and said relaxedly: "I want to eat candy after lunch, I bought it at random, and forgot to eat it."

This is true, this lollipop was indeed bought by Du Yan during lunch.But Du Yan doesn't like candy, but when he saw the purple candy wrapper, he suddenly thought of the big sugar bowl in a handsome boy's room, and the grape flavor that was specially picked out on top, and his heart softened.

For some reason, Du Yan, who never took the initiative to buy candy, bought a grape-flavored truth stick and kept it in his pocket.

I stayed at someone's house for one night and ate a meal at someone's house. It should be a gift of candy.

Du Yan saw that Song Qichen hadn't spoken for a long time, and he made a gesture to hold the candy stick and put it in his pocket, "If you don't eat it..."

"Eat." Song Qichen interrupted him and rolled his eyes.

Du Yan stared at the young man's smile for a moment, then reacted, and hooked the corner of his mouth, "Want to eat? I'll give it to you if you call me brother... Hey, why don't you do it if you talk so well!"

Du Yan got a slap on the arm, jumped up immediately, peeled off the candy wrapper while hiding, and quickly stuffed the candy into Song Qichen's mouth when Song Qichen rushed over to give him a second slap.

But student Du Jianyan was still slapped a second time.

Wan Xu and Huang Yubin who heard the movement behind stopped chatting, turned around and saw Song Qichen slapped Du Yan violently with a lollipop in his mouth.

Du Yan jumped up and down with a smile to avoid Song Qichen's attack, reaching out to touch Song Qichen's hair from time to time, and then received more beatings.

The two Wanhuang brothers, who were already familiar with the strangeness, did not make a sound to stop them. They only prayed that Brother Yan would not be dealt with too badly this time.

"Boss Song," Rhubarb yelled, "Where did you buy the candy? Do you have any more?"

Song Qichen stopped, and was about to answer, but before he could speak, Du Yan cut him off.

"I gave it to you," Du Yan took advantage of Song Qichen's inattention and slapped the man's head vigorously, before he was kicked, he grabbed his shoulders, "That's all I have, if you want to eat, buy it yourself."

Song Qichen glared at him, but said nothing.

"Brother Yan, you are biased," Huang Yubin shouted again, "Why do you only buy it for Boss Song and not us?"

Du Yan was stunned for a moment, and quickly realized.

"Nonsense!" He rolled his eyes, "Have you hit him before? Are you as good-looking as him? You are... Hey, why are you doing it again!"

"I don't need to clean up." Song Qichen said with a sullen face, and couldn't help laughing within two seconds, "Fuck."

He quickly slapped Du Yan on the head, and said with a smile, "It's even."

Du Yan shunned Shun Nao's messy hair, looked at Song Qichen and laughed.

"All right, all right, stop humiliating yourself," Wan Xu pulled Rhubarb, "Let's talk about it when you can slap Brother Yan on the head, hey, where did we just talk? You said that R flash... ..."

After saying goodbye to Wan Xu Rhubarb, Du Yan led Song Qichen into a fork in the road.

"I just said a few days ago that I would take you to the east of the city to play, but it came true so quickly." Du Yan said.

Song Qichen looked at him and said nothing.

Du Yan's rental house is not far from the school, only two streets away, just a few turns away.

They walked side by side on the narrow path, and the dim light of the street lamps made their shadows very long.

"Ah, no, no," Du Yan shook his head vigorously after finishing speaking, "You can't be so casual, this time doesn't count, and you can do it again next time when I'm fully prepared."

Song Qichen smiled, "Stupid."

To Song Qichen's surprise, Du Yan's small room was fairly tidy and clean, there were no takeaway boxes and toilet paper all over the floor that hadn't been thrown away for a few days, only a few clothes on the small sofa.

"You can sit on the ground as you like. I usually sit on the ground," Du Yan said while taking off his shoes, "You can wear my slippers. I can go barefoot. Usually, no one comes here, and I don't have a second pair. "

Song Qichen put his shoes in the shoe cabinet, took a look at Du Yan, and entered the room barefoot.

"Hey you," Du Yan laughed, "isn't it cold on the ground?"

"You're cool, you wear it." Song Qichen sat down on the ground and raised his eyebrows.

Hearing this, Du Yan slammed his shoes, raised his eyebrows, and pointed at the person on the ground, "Are you looking down on me?"

Bang Bang Bang walked in with big strides, slipped on the floor, and looked at Song Qichen provocatively.

Song Qichen really couldn't figure out what was going on in this man's mind, so he gave him a thumbs up silently.

"Do you take a shower first or me first?" Du Yan sat cross-legged next to Song Qichen, leaning against the small sofa and watching TV.

"Go ahead," Song Qichen said, "I'll wait a while."

"That's fine." Du Yan stood up and threw the TV remote control to Song Qichen, "You can tune it as you like. After watching this program for a long time, I don't know what I'm talking about. I'm afraid you'll wait a while. I'm asleep."

Song Qichen took the remote control, "It's okay, my grandma watches it every day."

"Hey," Du Yan smiled, "Would you like to follow along?"

Song Qichen nodded, "It's about the same. When you have nothing to do, just watch it with you."

Du Yan took his pajamas and walked to the bathroom, enjoying himself while walking, "I really don't see how you are doing well, tell me about it later."

"Okay..." Song Qichen responded subconsciously, wondering what was wrong, and after realizing it, he gave Du Yan a middle finger, "I'm not good at that."

Du Yan chuckled and almost slipped when he entered the bathroom.

Song Qichen watched Du Yan enter the bathroom before taking his hand back. He couldn't help laughing with him for a while, then turned his head and continued to stare at the TV.

What was shown on TV was the recently hit family ethics drama "Daddy's Happy Life". It told the story of a middle-aged man reorganizing his family after divorce, and his remarried wife turned out to be his daughter's best friend. The standard configuration is deeply loved by the majority of middle-aged and elderly female audience friends.

Song Qichen watched a few episodes with his grandma, and after sorting out the relationship between the characters, he actually thought it was so good-looking.

But he won't admit it even if he kills him.

Song Qichen, the former No. [-] high school bully and half of the boys and girls in the No. [-] middle school, who has a cold temperament, has a bad temper, and is super awesome. Song Boss actually likes such things as "Dad's happy life", which sounds very disillusioned.

Song Qichen thought of this, and began to consider whether to carry out a humanitarian killing of Du Yan, the only student who knew about it tonight.

"How could you do this to my mother!"

"We really love each other! Can you understand me!"

"I thought you were my best friend..."

The sound of the TV was a bit loud, and Song Qichen felt a bit of a headache listening to the few people arguing without nutrition. If I remember correctly, these people have been arguing about this issue for ten episodes.He picked up the remote control and turned down the volume, feeling a little dazed listening to the sound of water coming from the bathroom.

It wasn't until now that he had time to think about the fact that Du Yan lived alone.

Why, are you the same as yourself?

Probably not, he still has a younger sister.

What other reason is that?

Song Qichen frowned, guessing is really not his style.

Du Yan took a shower very quickly. After about ten minutes, Song Qichen heard the sound of water, followed by the sound of the bathroom door being opened.

He rested his arms on the side of the sofa, tilted his head back, and watched Du Yan walking this way while wiping his hair.

"Why do you live alone?" Song Qichen looked at him, and it was more comfortable to ask directly.

"Ah...?" Du Yan was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect him to ask this question suddenly.

"It's okay if you don't want to say it, I have no other intention." Song Qichen raised his head and watched Du Yan walk to him and sit down.

"It's okay, there's nothing we can't say," Du Yan put a towel around his neck, "I don't have a good relationship with my dad, and I don't want to go back."

"Yeah." Song Qichen nodded, turned his head to stare at the TV again, and didn't ask further questions.

"He cheated in marriage and even killed my mother." Du Yan said.

Song Qichen was stunned, he didn't expect this to happen, he didn't know how to answer it, so he raised his hand and rubbed it dryly on Du Yan's arm twice.

When Du Yan said this, he was very calm, and even smiled a little, but Song Qichen could feel his struggle.

"It's okay," Du Yan smiled, "Go take a shower."

"En." Song Qichen responded.

Song Qichen walked into the bathroom, turned around and closed the door, and found clean pajamas and underwear on the clothes rack.

He froze for a moment, he didn't expect Du Yan, who seemed unreliable, to be so careful.

There is an indescribable taste.

Song Qichen turned on the nozzle and adjusted the water temperature to be cooler. He liked the feeling of muscle contraction when the cold water passed over his skin.

I couldn't help but recall things about my home in my mind.

In fact, compared to Du Yan, his family is quite good, at least his parents are still alive and loving, it's just that he doesn't like him very much.

……

"What's the matter with your grades, counting down again? How many times have I told you to focus on your studies!"

"Why are you fighting again!"

"I don't want to hear your sophistry, can you let me and your father rest easy?"

"Go to the door and face the wall for two hours, reflect on it before eating."

"We're leaving, do you stay here with grandma or go with parents?"

"Xiaochen, mom is very disappointed in you."

……

Gee.

Song Qichen closed his eyes and suppressed the messy voices.

After washing off the last bit of foam on his body, he washed his dirty clothes that smelled like barbecue, Song Qichen changed his clothes, opened the door and walked out of the bathroom.

Du Yan had already fallen asleep leaning on the sofa, with his two long legs in a coiled position.

Song Qichen hung his clothes to dry on the small balcony, then went back to the living room and turned off the TV, Du Yan still had no intention of waking up.

Song Qichen sighed and walked over to wake him up.

When he was less than one meter away from Du Yan, the sleeping man suddenly frowned and stretched his legs.

"..." Song Qichen watched Du Yan's foot kick up his leg that he had no time to react to, and almost missed it in one breath.

What a fucking coincidence!

In the next second, he lost his balance and landed on Du Yan.

"Fuck!" Du Yan woke up suddenly, subconsciously wanted to jump up, but found that he couldn't move at all, and his eyes widened in horror.

He stared at an unknown piece in front of him for a while, and it took him a long time to realize that it was his own pajamas. Song Qichen leaned his arms against the sofa, holding his stomach hard so as not to suffocate Du Yan directly.

"Ghost...ghost pressing the bed?" Du Yan was still terrified.

"..." Song Qichen gritted his teeth, "The devil beats you."

The two were silent for a while, feeling a little awkward for a while.

Du Yan's face was facing Song Qichen's stomach, and the tip of his nose was the smell of shower gel on his body.

Although it tastes the same as myself, there is something different.

Du Yan felt a little uncomfortable, and the tips of his ears felt hot for no reason.

"Dust," he calmed down, "what are you doing?"

"...Practice the plank." Song Qichen said, jumping up from the ground with his legs.

"Oh, the way you practice is quite... special." Du Yan said.

"..." Song Qichen didn't really want to talk.

"Well," Du Yan scratched his head, his dry hair looked limp, "the hair dryer is in the drawer under the TV."

"Oh." Song Qichen went over and took out the hair dryer and plugged it in, "Aren't you going to blow it?"

"Ah, I usually just wipe it off." Du Yan said.

"I'll catch a cold," Song Qichen pressed the switch, lowered his head to blow his hair, "Come here later and blow."

"Hey," Du Yan laughed, the uncomfortable feeling just now was gone, the hair dryer was buzzing, he raised the volume a little, "I don't usually see you doing so much."

"Blow it or not?" Song Qichen raised his face and raised his eyebrows.

The boy's hair was flying in a mess in the strong wind, his fair cheeks were a little flushed after just taking a shower, and his whole body looked wet, as if covered with a layer of mist with fringe.The raised eyebrows did not have the usual arrogant and provocative momentum, but looked a little cute instead.

"Blow blow!" Du Yan yelled with a smile, "I didn't realize you were so cute before."

Then he was covered in a towel thrown by Song Qichen.