The boy next door came out

Yanhe, I am Hokuriku

On March 2010, 03, the weather was cloudy during Haishi

chocolate

obviously sweet to greasy

but bitter

It has been raining a lot in Jinling these two days.

The rain in spring is not as cold as in winter, but always has a touch of softness.

Hokuriku was walking on the campus, holding a black umbrella in his white left hand, and the rain splashed everywhere he walked.

In this small world under the umbrella, the rain that fell on his cheeks inadvertently with the wind, caressed him like those hands in the dark night.

He walked to the door of the classroom, carefully put away the umbrella, and hung it gently on the window sill in the corridor.

The remaining rainwater dripped down the old floor tiles along the bone handle of the umbrella.

From time to time, students came running over in the rain to say hello to him.

Their youthfulness mixed with the moist air.

It was like a confluence rolling over Hokuriku.

He wondered if Yan He was like this before, reckless.

Thinking of this, his gloomy heart became clear.

As soon as he entered the classroom, the students cheered briskly when they saw him.

Hokuriku still had that indifferent look, in such a gloomy weather, his whole body exuded a melancholy temperament.

A few strands of fine hair on his forehead were wet from the rain, sticking messily to his thick eyebrows.

He propped his hands casually on the podium, a black woolen coat and a light blue low-neck sweater, which made his slender and fair neck more abstinent.

"Hello, students! I'm Hokuriku!" The opening words were still the same.

Same Hokuriku.

Just like the phrase "Yanhe, I'm Hokuriku" that he wrote down every time he opened his diary.

It has become his habit.

His slow and deep voice was amplified by the microphone and echoed throughout the auditorium.

Sweeping the air-conditioning that enveloped the classroom, the students' eyes showed vitality.

Xiaomi continued scribbling on the paper with a pencil, but it was a pity that she drew secretly and moved too slowly, so she could only finish one or two pictures in a class.

And she always felt that there was something missing in her paintings?

Yes!His slender and slightly warped eyes.

Even the soul of Hokuriku exudes a unique temperament.

The sense of purity of self-existence seems that no one can approach his surroundings.

All the light in his eyes was hidden in the deep darkness.

Xiaomi thought to himself, when will he ignite the glimmer in his eyes.

Hokuriku's thick voice rose and fell in her ears, and the paintbrush in her hand traced back and forth along with his outline.

During the class break, Hokuriku still rested in the rest area by the window as usual, but today the stool was slightly damp due to the rain. He glanced at it and stood in front of the window with his hands folded.

Looking outside silently, the rain seemed to be falling harder and harder, even crossing the boundary of the window, flowing in along the gap, leaving residual shadows on the gray wall.

"Teacher Hokuriku! Here you are!" The little electrical teacher girl who smiled sweetly last time ran over to hand Hokuriku a piece of chocolate and water during the break.

Bei Lu was in a trance, and when he heard the voice, he turned to look at the little girl who only reached his shoulder.

The ear-length short hair is pulled behind the ears, and even the helix is ​​more heroic.

He took it over and said thank you!

The half piece of chocolate melts in the mouth, the taste is sweet and greasy, and there is a bitter taste.

The branches that had been slapped by the rain outside the window were blown by the wind, as if they were going to tear the fallen sky apart.

Another winter vacation quickly flew away from them. Yan He and Xu Lai hadn't had time to form a team to play a whole game, and Yan Nianzhui's comics hadn't gotten the latest update yet.

They almost continued the new semester with a painful heart and nostalgia for life.

Most of the people around me have entered the prison of stress.

Yan He and Xu Lai are still wandering in the primitive shelter they built.

The helplessness of the teachers is also their despair.

Yan He is still a bit better. Basically, Hokuriku can say the key points once, and he can learn them quickly. It's just that the studies in the second year of high school are not as simple as before, and Yan He also feels strenuous.

For the first time, he became serious.

Although he still often sleeps, at least he knows to engrave the lofty ideal of "doctor" on his desk.

Xu Lai has basically planned to give up on the learning path of normal people.

Beilu went to the math teacher's office between classes, and there was a competition for him to sign up for.

When he returned to the classroom, he saw Sheng Feiran blushing at the door of the classroom, handing Yanhe a box of chocolates and running away. When he turned around and met Beilu, her face seemed to be even redder.

Yan He held the chocolate in his eyes and smiled endlessly.

Bei Lu sat back in his seat with a sullen face, and after Yan He took his seat, he distributed the chocolate to Xu Lai.

He also forced the fortress to Hokuriku, and Hokuriku pushed the chocolate back.

Said with a cold face, "I don't eat sweets."

Yan He was still heartless, and forced a piece into his mouth while Bei Lu was not paying attention.

It tasted very bitter.

In the afternoon, Hokuriku went to the math teacher's office again, but when he came out, he turned to the school canteen.

Yan He was still lying on the table when he was woken up by a cold bag.

He raised his head slightly and saw that Hokuriku was wet, and there was a bag of snacks on his table, and the outside of the plastic bag was covered with rainwater.

"Why don't you open an umbrella when it's raining outside? Isn't my umbrella hanging on the window sill in the corridor?"

Yan He opened the snack bag as he spoke. The bag was full of things he liked to eat, and there were a few pieces of chocolate lying quietly at the bottom of the bag.

"Do you want to eat or not?" After taking his seat, Hokuriku just looked for books in the desk.

He didn't answer Yan He's question either.

"Eat! Eat!" Yan He opened a bag of potato chips and started to eat.

Xu Lai snatched it from behind after smelling it, but Yan He stood on the stool and refused to give it.

Two people always eat like this, you fight over each other, as if other people's food is the best.

Hokuriku randomly opened the Chinese textbook for the next class.

Even if you have it, you will be full of thoughts, and who will you tell?

Yan Nian's editorial department is also really busy, and he told Xiaomi last time that he would come to take a lesson from Hokuriku.

She was abruptly dragged by the director from the morning until now, and when she was about to arrive at school, Hokuriku's morning class was almost over.

But the doorman who registered outsiders at the door kept chattering.

Yan Nian trotted over according to the location of the teaching building that Xiaomi sent her yesterday.

The umbrella she was holding was crooked, not to mention that the rain had wet her.

Finally, after the bell rang for the end of get out of class, he ran to the floor where Hokuriku's classroom was located.

Bei Lu packed up his things and stepped out of the classroom door when he saw Yan Nian standing at the stairs panting.

The whole person is wet, the forehead is close to the eyebrows, and the eyebrows painted in the morning are also smudged. The shoes were messed up by the rain, and the exposed white socks were thrown a lot of mud.

She looked at Hokuriku with a smile!

With a round face, she smiled like Yan He, dazzling.

Seeing her like this, Bei Lu knew that she was running here in a hurry, and his heart warmed.

The voice said softly, "What are you doing in such a hurry?"

Just like every time he saw Yanhe running towards him in a hurry.

He would also ask him in this tone.

"I'm afraid you'll leave again!" Yan Nian shook the rain off his sleeve, afraid that his image would be too embarrassing.

The moment she saw Hokuriku, she knew that the quiet but extremely gentle Hokuriku in her memory had returned.

Bei Lu walked up to Yan Nian lightly. She had grown a little taller than before, and now she could slightly surpass his shoulders.

If you look closely, you will find that she is even cuter than before.

Hokuriku stretched out his slender and white hands to help her straighten the broken hair stuck to her forehead.

"Girl, why don't you pay attention to your own image?" Beilu has always been like the ideal brother in his mind, and has given her countless comforts.

Whenever she was bullied by Yan He, he would sit silently beside her and listen carefully to her scolding him.

Sometimes when he sees her scolding harshly, he will say, "He's fine!"

The students who passed by back and forth couldn't help but turn their heads to peek, and even the people in the classroom peeked out.

When Xiaomi saw this scene, the fire of gossip burned in his heart.

Especially when she saw Hokuriku's always dark eyes, there seemed to be a trace of emotion surging.

"Does my brother know you're back?" Yan Nian and Bei Lu walked in the corridor of the school.

"I know." Hokuriku answered her quietly.

"Oh! I thought he didn't know, so I didn't dare to tell him. You didn't know that after you left, he seemed to be a different person during that time. Before, he was just a hooligan, but later he was a decadent hooligan." Yan Nian There are basically no good adjectives to describe his brother.

Hearing her words, Bei Lu froze.

He took a deep breath, and the continuous rain seemed to be falling on his heart.

After Beilu left, Yanhe locked himself at home and didn't go out very much. Sometimes he would go back to Beilu's grandfather's house in the middle of the night.

But the gates in the yard were locked, and Yan He kicked them open once he got angry.

Later, quietly looking for tools to repair the broken door.

Once, Yan He, who was drunk, pulled Yan Nian and talked nonsense.

They were probably swearing, and you could tell by his expression that there was nothing good to say.Yan Nian didn't know how to comfort his own brother, so he kept silent and watched him make trouble.

"That bastard left without saying a word, and didn't even leave me a contact information. The next time I see him, I will pull his tendons and peel his skin. It's best to dig out his heart." Put it in the trash can to spit.

After Yan Nian settled down the drunk Yan He.Yan He, who was drunk and unconscious, suddenly murmured, "Bei Lu, I miss you."

After Bei Lu sent Yan Nian to the school gate and got into the car, he went back to the cold dormitory silently by himself.

He is lying in a small space.

The house is silent and the bed is full, and everything you see is desolate.

The bed couldn't fit his tall body, the quilt couldn't cover his cold chest, and even the night lamp above his head couldn't illuminate his eyes.

The cell phone at hand kept ringing, Hokuriku answered the call.

Yan He came over with a smiling voice, "It's raining today, I'll pick you up tonight!"

Hokuriku responded in a low voice.

"it is good!"

The horse of time is finally willing to turn back and wait for him.