The boy next door came out

Yanhe, I am Hokuriku

January 2009, 01, severe cold and cloudy

The sun and the moon are past,

time white horse,

cannot be pursued again,

All of a sudden.

During the winter vacation at the end of the first semester of high school.

Near the end of the year, the snow finally fell. Although it was not heavy, it was covered with a thin layer of white clothes in Jinling.

The house of Hokuriku Waigong's family has been around for some years, and the air conditioner in the room has been yellowed for a long time. Even the shell can hardly tell whether it was originally white or yellow.

The wind that blows out is cold, without a trace of heating.

"Cough cough cough" Hokuriku added an extra piece of clothing inside, but when he was sitting by the window reading a book, he still had an itchy throat and kept coughing.

The hands and feet are even colder, and rubbing them back and forth will not warm them up.

Beilu sighed, how the winter in Jinling was colder than the county where he stayed before.

The bone-chilling cold wind kept drilling into the cracks in his bones.

There seemed to be drafts everywhere in the room.

In the afternoon, Bei Lu couldn't bear it anymore, so he could only close the book and lay down under the blanket trembling.

His face was burning hot, but his body was shivering with cold.

well!Beilu sighed heavily, knowing that he had a fever, but he didn't have much energy, he just wanted to warm up temporarily under the blanket.

He fell asleep in a daze until near evening, until Yan He's ghost-like voice woke him up.

But the sky outside was whitened by the snow, Hokuriku looked up and thought it was dawn.

After lunch, Grandma Yanhe asked Yanhe to help his grandfather sweep the snow off the exposed water pipes and wrap the pipes with a thick cloth. Otherwise, when the snow melts and freezes, the weather will be colder. The pipeline is not frozen and cracked.

When this kind of old house was designed, the water pipes were basically exposed outside. When the winter was the coldest, the water pipes in many houses were frozen and cracked, making them useless.

Yan He is idle anyway, anyway, he is happy to do anything without doing homework.

The TV at home was always occupied by Yan Nian, and it was snowing outside and it was impossible to go out.

He climbed up and down, and finished it without much effort, leaving a string of his footprints on the courtyard wall.

He stepped on the trunk of the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, kicked his feet and turned into the yard next door. He didn't need to use his brain to know that Hokuriku would not do this kind of work.

He went to Hokuriku as if to show off.

The door in the courtyard of Beilu's house was unlocked. Yanhe called Beilu twice at the door, but no one answered him, so he pushed the door open and went in directly to the second floor.

He thought that Hokuriku shouldn't answer him because he didn't want to talk to him.

Anyway, Hokuriku has been ignoring him for a long time, and he doesn't care whether he should or not.

Just do it yourself or not.

He just wanted to have fun.

He never thought that as soon as he stepped into the cold room, he would see two patches of plateau-red Hokuriku on his cheeks, his hair was messed up, and he was curled up together.

Hokuriku's room was tidy, and there was an open English book on the old-fashioned desk near the window sill.

The earphones Hokuriku usually wears are casually put aside, and the two ear wires are intertwined, hanging on the edge of the desk.

And Hokuriku lay on the bed without any anger.

Beilu heard Yanhe's thumping sound going upstairs, but he really didn't have the energy to get up.

Only after Yan He walked in did he poke out half of his head weakly from the bed, looking at him with a dying face, his lips were dry and cracked, and his eyes, which were always seldom looking at people in the past, were even more deserted , the white light outside the window condensed thick shadows under his long eyelashes.

"Cough, cough, cough." Hokuriku slept for a long time, and the turbid air accumulated in his chest urgently needed to be released.

He was shaking violently.

"Slow down." Yan He hurriedly stepped forward to help him close the quilt, and helped him smooth it along his back twice.

When I saw him, I no longer wanted to tease him.

"Lie down first, I'll be back later." Yan He poured a glass of water for Bei Lu and put it on the bedside, then hurried away again.

The sound of overturning the wall was heard in the yard after a while.

And the sound of snow falling from the branches when he stepped on the trunk.

The voice was extremely soft, but Hokuriku could hear it very clearly.

After a while, there was another chatter in the yard, but with an "oops", Yan He slipped off the courtyard wall and fell into the yard without noticing.

Hokuriku hid under the blanket and couldn't help but want to laugh, sweeping away the haze on his face.

Why does he love climbing over walls so much?

Yan He rushed in again, there was still snow on his body when he fell just now, and he hadn't had time to wipe it off.

The snow that accidentally fell on the ends of my hair when I climbed over the wall has melted away, and there is moisture on my ends.

He took out several medicines from his pocket, took the water glass, and handed it to Beilu.

The palm holding the medicine was red from the cold, and there were gray marks on the fingers.

Since Beilu stepped into this room, his eyes have been misty.

Originally, he just wanted to sleep like this for a day and a night, and he used to suffer from illness like this.If you really can't bear it, just get some medicine and eat it.

Yanhe saw that he was staring at his hand.

"You still despise me when I give you medicine."

Although he was talking, he rubbed his other hand on his back, and handed the medicine to Hokuriku with the other hand.

Bei Lu really didn't have the strength to argue with him, he struggled to get up from the bed, without stretching out his hand, he stretched his head directly, rolled his tongue a little and swallowed the medicine in his palm.

"You're a dog, right? Why, like my stinky brother, loves to lick palms." Yan He handed him the water.

The edge of Bei Lu's lips with a hint of heat brushed against Yan He's palm.

Hot and slippery.

It's not as sticky as the stinky brother at all.

"Didn't you think my hands were dirty just now?" Yan He still refused to spare him.

"Did I say a word?" Hokuriku crawled back into bed and continued to wrap the quilt up, so he was sweating.

Before Yan He had time to continue arguing with him, the gate outside the courtyard downstairs was slammed.

"Brother, open the door for me, I can't move anymore." Outside the courtyard, Yan Nian wore gloves and a scarf and wrapped himself up thickly, leaving only two big eyeballs to keep looking at the second floor.

There is also a little sun in her arms.

Yan He went downstairs again, ran over and took the things.

Yan Nian also followed in with a fart.

"What are you doing here?" Seeing her following in, Yan He said angrily.When he went back over the wall just now, he saw Yan Nian holding a hot water bag, warming the little sun.

Think Hokuriku is really pitiful.

He asked Yan Nian to bring the little sun over and give it to Bei Lu.

"Why don't you do this when you order me?"

Yan Nian put his hands on his waist and said to him angrily.

"Hurry up and go back to watch TV, or I will unplug the signal when I go back later."

Yan He walked upstairs with Little Sun in his arms, ignoring her.

Yan Nian was afraid that she wouldn't be able to watch TV when she went back. Her vicious brother could do anything.

Turn around and go back with the door.

Bei Lu listened to the conversation between the two brothers and sisters in the yard, and without exception, Yan Nian lost the wind again.

He couldn't help shaking his head with a smile in bed, but now his head was as heavy as if it had been filled with lead, and it was difficult to even turn it around.

Yan He went upstairs with the little sun in his arms, seeing that Bei Lu had already got into the bed, he didn't bother him, and even slowed down the movement of letting the little sun go.

He found a row of strip boards, and positioned the heater, facing the foot of Hokuriku's bed.

He tiptoed out.

After taking the medicine, Bei Lu sweated a lot and couldn't sleep well. He always felt something moving outside the window in a daze.

The movement was infinitely magnified in his ears, accompanied by Yan He's startled sound, and finally overlapped with Yan He's smile in front of his dark eyes.

The weather was getting darker, but it was also a little brighter than usual.

The street lamp outside the yard was still working tirelessly.

It was already past seven o'clock in the evening when Hokuriku really woke up.

His fever has subsided a lot, and his pale face still looks sick.

Before, I had a high fever and had no appetite, and I hadn't eaten anything all day, but now I'm hungry.

He got up and went to the kitchen for a casual bite.

But he found a plate of raw dumplings on the gray and white grid tile countertop in the kitchen.

Hokuriku walked slowly step by step.

There was still a hint of rawness in the air.

There was no heat in the kitchen, he was coughing constantly, and he wanted to close the window.

Pale hands just touched the somewhat rusty handle, and the snow that fell on the window sill was still lying there quietly.

However, the pipes that should have been covered with snow were wrapped in thick cloth.

The cloth looked like it was cut from clothes that Yan Hebu was not wearing.

Ugly is beautiful.

There seemed to be a stream of light in his originally dark eyes, and the snow reflected by the street lamp outside the window seemed to melt into spring.

Hokuriku sat silently in the cold restaurant eating the plate of hot dumplings.

In the dense fog, Yan He's reckless figure appeared in front of him again.

"Why are you awake?" Yan He sat opposite him, watching him eat the dumplings one by one, "I knew that when my grandma asked me to bring them, she told her to cook them for you."

"Yeah." Hokuriku didn't dare to look directly into his shining eyes, he lowered his head and just ate the dumplings.

After the meal, Hokuriku washed up a bit before getting into bed again, the room was not as cold as before.

Bei Lu thought that Yan He would leave just after taking a look at him, but he never thought that he took off his coat and got into his bed directly.

Hokuriku stared at him blankly.

"Don't look at me." Yan He said while taking off his clothes, "My grandma is afraid that you will burn again at night, so she will call me over desperately. She is not afraid that I will be infected. Who is his grandson?"

Yan He babbled, his feet were not honest, and he stretched his feet towards Beilu under the quilt.

"Yanhe!" The voice from Hokuriku's burning voice was hoarse.

Yan He fumed for a while and then fell into a deep sleep.

When Yanhe got up to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night, he saw a small lamp on the ground in the corner of the room. The lamp was very inconsistent with the decoration of the whole room. It was obviously placed there by Hokuriku.

After urinating, he walked over tremblingly, trying to turn off the light.

Unexpectedly, just as he stretched out his hand, Hokuriku, who had been closing his eyes under the blanket, suddenly made a clear voice.

"Don't close it."

Yan He was startled by his sudden voice, and quickly jumped into the bed.

"Why are you so old and afraid of the dark?"

Bei Lu turned over, with his back facing him, ignoring him.

Unexpectedly, Yan He was originally drowsy and woke up by urinating, and was frightened by him, and most of his sleepiness went away.

He said to himself, "No wonder when I sneaked out and came back, I always saw the light in your room was on, and I always thought that your head was hanging from the beam and your buttocks were pierced. Feelings are just a cover-up of yours."

"Why can't I be afraid of the dark?" Bei Lu turned his back to him, but Yan He was lying flat, his clear voice kept shuttling back and forth in the empty room.

"Ah?!" Yan He didn't expect Bei Lu to answer him seriously, he was just joking.

"I never turn off the lights when I go to bed. Before that, my mother was sick and I was afraid to wake up at night so I turned on the lights. Later, when I came here, the empty room was so quiet."

Hokuriku fell silent after saying such a long word.

Since I met him, it was the first time I heard Hokuriku speak such a long word.

Only then did Yan He know that some people seem to be born against the cold and wind and frost on the surface.

It also prays for warmth and rain.

Just like Hokuriku.

Some things are lost in childhood and can never be regained as adults.

After Hokuriku had to turn off the lights several times, he had a sleepless night and opened his eyes until dawn.

Later, he simply gave up resisting and fell asleep by the light of the floor lamp.

So he has been sleeping less.