The boy next door came out

Yanhe, I am Hokuriku

On April 2009, 04, the rainy weather was cloudy

The wind carries my shadow

went so far

suddenly one day

it put me on the bottom of the narrow valley

Xu Lai has too many shortcomings, but he has one advantage, that is, he is really good at cooking.

This is due to the fact that he used to skip classes and went to various snack streets to find food.

Jinling has demolished the snack shop, there is nothing he has not eaten.

The key point is that he always likes to chat with the boss, he is familiar with him, and the boss has gotten to know him over time.

After a while, Xu Lai had cooked several decent dishes.

The soup cooked by the free-range chicken was so fragrant that even Hokuriku felt that it was particularly fragrant.

It was almost evening, and Yanhe was still off work.

Calculated according to the time, today should be over, and he should have two days off.

Xu Lai dialed the phone for him, but no one answered the phone.

He simply arranged all the meals and asked Bei Lu to eat first, not to wait for him.

When he comes back, warm him up again.

No matter what, Xu Lai felt like the back cook of Yan He's family.

Got it!Now with the addition of Hokuriku, who is difficult to serve, he feels that the bright future he imagined is far away.

Xu Lai also poured the rice wine warmed with ginger.

Ask Hokuriku to wash his hands and eat.

Bei Lu rearranged the living room that Xu Lai had messed up, he always couldn't see things thrown around in front of him.

In the past, Yanhe's desk was always messy when he was in school, and Beilu would always help him tidy it up if he had time between classes.

When you think about it, it becomes a matter of course.

At that time, Yanhe always called out from behind Beilu.

"Hokuriku! Where did you put my English books?"

"Hokuriku! Where's my pen?"

"Hokuriku! I have an exam tomorrow, help me tidy up my pencil case."

......

Bei Lu mopped Xu Lai's soiled floor again before washing his hands.

Slowly opened the stool and sat at the dining table.

And Xu Lai has already set up all the tableware, and even poured rice wine for Hokuriku.

"I don't drink." Hokuriku looked at the steaming wine in the glass.

"Why do you still think my wine is not good enough? Do you want to pry Yanhe's good wine for you before you are willing to drink it. This is rice wine. I put ginger in it to warm it. It won't hurt your body. Drink it to get rid of the cold in winter. "

Xu Lai first served Hokuriku with a bowl of chicken soup.

"Drink a bowl of chicken soup first to warm your stomach."

Hokuriku stretched out his slender and white hand to take the bowl, lowered his head and drank slowly.

In the steamy restaurant, the white light became warmer, even the walls of the rice wine glass were extremely warm.

At this moment, Hokuriku's thin lips were also stained with a layer of soft red.

Beilu thought in his heart that Yan Hena's life has been a mess all these years, and it was thanks to Xu Lai who didn't dislike his irritable temper and filled his stomach with fart.

"Thank you!" Hokuriku didn't raise his head, and continued to drink the soup slowly.

It's just that the voice is much more friendly than when Xu came in.

After drinking a glass of rice wine, Xu Lai's face turned red.The eyes that were already small were narrowed into a slit at this moment.

But through this small world, he just felt that although Hokuriku's voice was not very real, he didn't seem to want to thank himself for the meal.

Forget it, anyway, Bei Lu is very thoughtful, his words are basically nonsense to Xu Lai, and he can't understand a word.

The key point is that Xu Lai is more neurotic than Yan He, and if he doesn't understand, he won't listen. I have my own fun.

"Don't just drink the soup, isn't that what you said, just smile away your grievances? You pick up this glass of wine, and I, Xu Lai, will still recognize you as a buddy from now on!"

Xu Lai poured down another glass of rice wine. Although he wasn't drunk, the rice wine was so strong that it made him dizzy.

Looking at his neck with a high collar, Beilu felt that it was the sweater collar that made his face flushed.

"If you don't drink, I won't recognize you as a brother!"

Xu Lai picked up his wine glass and stood up. After a few glasses of wine, he was basically talking a little bit.

brother! ?

These two words seemed to stir up waves in Hokuriku's heart.

In the first semester of high school.

In the late spring, the warmth gradually brings a spring of pink and willow green.

The school holds a basketball game.

Yan He took Madman Xu and they fought against the Second Division of High School together.

Hokuriku was not very interested in these group activities at first.

Although Yanhe had told him before, he didn't seem to particularly want to go.

He doesn't like places with a lot of people.

But in the afternoon, Hokuriku happened to pass by the basketball court, saw the boy sweating profusely in the sun, and unconsciously walked over to watch.

He was just getting closer to the crowd.

Wow!There was a burst of cheers from the crowd, and many girls looked at Hokuriku who was walking slowly like crazy, and even the cheerleaders from the Second Division of High School cast their eyes on him.

The spring sunshine lazily covered Hokuriku's body. A thick red English dictionary was tucked under his left armpit, and a black headphone cable was plugged into his right ear.

The school uniform of Jinling Middle School is simple and elegant.

The slender legs walked over step by step in the warm wind.

A long figure was pulled out on the ground, and even the dandelions that were accidentally blown away by the wind were surrounded by the shadow.

Hokuriku didn't care.

He just stood quietly not far from Yanhe and looked at him.

Yan He also saw him, and made eye contact with him in the spare time.

Hokuriku nodded at him as if he knew.

But what was playing in Beilu's earphones was the song "Until the End of the World" that Yan He told him last night.

The people in the second division of high school saw that it was Hokuriku.

The boy in the lead said bitterly, "My mother is not a good boy."

Before he could finish speaking, his head was hit by a ball.

"Keep your mouth clean."

Xu Laiyanhe gave someone a headshot, and joined the battle regardless of 21.

Teenage fights never require much reason.

Some are only impulsive, bloody, and loyal.

In the end, it turned into a fight between the first team and the second team.

Even Hokuriku, who never fought, threw the dictionary in his hand at the man who attacked Yanhe from the back.

It was the first time in his life that he fought with others.

The dean scolded them bloody in the office.

It is really heartbreaking for Hokuriku to join the war.

Yanhe's mother came, and seeing the kind of love and hate in her eyes, his heart sank.

After all, he was different from them.The most he ever got from the fuck was sternness.

Unexpectedly, when Yanhe's mother saw that Beilu was there, she immediately scolded her son, and kept telling the dean that her son was not good, and Beilu had always been a good boy.

In this way, Yan He's mother hated iron and steel, and taught Yan He inside and out.He praised Hokuriku inside and out again.

Even the dean felt that Hokuriku was her real son.

In the hallway back to the classroom.

Yan He kept asking Bei Lu if he was fighting with prestige today?

Hokuriku ignored him.

He kept asking, but Xu Lai answered with a swollen face.

"Can you be majestic!"

Yan He lifted his foot and kicked it, and Xu Laifeng ran back to the classroom like Xu Laifeng.

"It's okay if you don't answer. I'll cover you in future fights. Anyway, Xu Lai always calls me my good brother! You will also call me that in the future." It is true that every time Xu Lai's bastard gets scared by him, he calls me my good brother beg for mercy.

Yan He is right.

Unexpectedly, the footsteps that Hokuriku had been walking suddenly stopped.

"I'm older than you!" Bei Lu seemed to squint at Yan He.

"It's not much older, and it doesn't count for a few days. Besides, are you as good at fighting as I am?"

Yan He straightened his body and patted his chest.

Bei Lu looked at Yan He's swollen eyes under the sun.

Embarrassed, but innocent and kind.

Laughed suddenly.

"I have no father, no mother, no brothers and no sisters. Although the month is a few months older than you, since you want to be my brother, then let me go."

After speaking, he went straight away.I also ignored the happy Yanhe in the corridor.

At that time, he thought in his heart that it felt good to be surrounded by someone.

At least not so alone.

Thinking of this, Hokuriku raised the hand that had been holding the wine glass, and poured down the whole glass of rice wine.

I want to quell the sadness in my heart.

"My good brother! If you drink like this for a while, the strength of the wine will directly break through your spirit cap. You drink slowly." Xu Lai saw his drinking posture, and he looked like a novice.

Xu Lai's words of "good brother" seemed to pierce through all the threads in Bei Lu's heart.

Pick one from anywhere, it is endless, and it is entwined with other roots, the more you pull, the more chaotic and intricate.

In the end, it became a dead knot.

When Yan He came back, he saw two drunk people lying on the sofa.

Hokuriku half-opened his long and narrow eyes with a drunken face, and couldn't see the black pupils clearly, but his eyes were full of fire-like affection.

The cheeks on both sides were flushed, and the lips that were usually not very talkative were also stained red by the alcohol.

The thin earlobes were covered with a layer of pink rouge.

Under the dim light, his usually cold white skin exuded a strange luster.

Yanhe walked over slowly.

But I wonder why the air conditioner in the living room is so hot tonight.He took off his coat and threw it on the sofa, only to realize that the fire that spread all over his body burst out from somewhere.

His eyes darkened.

He kicked the drunken Xu Lai desperately, who knew that he was half lying on the carpet, but now he was fully lying.

The kick on his huge body did not respond at all.

"How much alcohol did you drink?" Yan He was a little annoyed.

I don't know whether to annoy him or myself.

He randomly found a piece of clothing for Xu Lai to wear on his body, so he wanted to step over to see how Bei Lu was doing.

Unexpectedly, his feet were still above Xu Lai, but Xu Lai suddenly hugged his calf.

He lost his footing and fell.

It just happened to fall on Beilu, but fortunately, he immediately supported his upper body with his hands.

But Hokuriku was half awake by the movement.

With half-opened blurred eyes, he looked at Yan He who was close at hand above him.

He stretched out his slender white hand and stroked his hair.

The bristly hair slid across his palm, sparking waves of electricity, and his fine white skin caused a lot of trembling.

Yan He froze there, he knew that Bei Lu was drunk.

He freed up a hand, trying to push Hokuriku's arm that had been stroking his hair.

It's impossible to imagine that Beilu would hold Yanhe in his arms with one hand.

Most of Yanhe's body was pressed against Beilu's body, his head nestled on Beilu's neck and shoulders, and he didn't dare to move.

Bei Lu turned his head slightly, tapped Yan He's cheek lightly, and then let go.

Yan He tensed up, and every cell in his body was screaming.

But Hokuriku's sad voice sounded beside his ear.

"sorry!"