The boy next door came out

Yanhe, I am Hokuriku

The weather is cloudy on March 2019, 03

both sides of the street

At a glance

rainy

push it away with one hand

oh so it's you

When Yan He finally arrived at the school by car.

Hokuriku was standing under a sycamore tree beside the road, and there was a street lamp hidden on the trunk.

The originally dim light was scattered by the rain.

He put one hand in the pocket of his coat and held a black umbrella in the other.

A gust of silent wind blew by, and the raindrops gathered on the leaves shook off and hit his black umbrella, rolling down the ribs to the edge.

The black umbrella covered most of his face, leaving only a thin, cold-colored lip exposed.

He stood alone as a street scene.

On both sides of the street, as far as the eye can see, there are all pedestrians returning home.Occasionally, a fast-moving car drove across the road, splashing water.

Hokuriku took two steps back, and when the street calmed down, he walked to the side of the road in two smaller steps.

Continue to stand still.

His trousers were still clean and straight, only the black shoes on his feet were a little muddy.

Yanhe slowly drove the car up to Beilu. Seeing a wheel coming again, Beilu just raised his foot and wanted to back away to avoid it.

Yan He got out of the car directly, took off the gray scarf around his neck, strode across the road, and rushed under Hokuriku's umbrella.

Bei Lu hadn't stood still yet, but Yan He wrapped the scarf around his empty neck.

"You said you didn't wear a scarf, and the wind was pouring down your neck." Yanhe looked at Beilu, but his eyes were a little annoyed.

"Forget it!" Bei Lu didn't dare to look directly into Yan He's eyes, and lowered his head to look at his toes.

He really came down in a hurry and forgot.When he received Yan He's call, he hurried downstairs. When he was standing here, he kept thinking about Yan Nian's words, but he didn't feel too cold.

On the contrary, it was the moment when the scarf with Yanhe's body temperature was wrapped around his neck that he felt that his neckline was a little cold.

Fortunately, there is Yanhe's scarf.

On the way back, because of the rainy weather, it was extremely congested, and it took a lot of effort for Yan He to go around the path.

It was hard to enter the community, and the door was blocked because of other cars.

Yanhe asked Beilu to get off the car and go back first, and he went outside the community to find a place to park.

When getting out of the car, Yan He reminded Hokuriku to wrap up the scarf again.

Beilu held up an umbrella and watched Yanhe move the car away before slowly turning around and going upstairs.

After entering the door, I found that the house was warm as spring, and the soup was still hot on the kitchen stove.

At first glance, it was Xu Lai who was coming, but Bei Lu looked around and saw no one.

He put his umbrella in the corridor outside, changed his coat and wet pants when he got home, and Yan He came back.

His short hair was all soaked, and the front of his upper body was also soaked running against the wind, and both sides of his trousers were equally dirty.

The limited pair of shoes on his feet were basically scrapped.

Hokuriku looked at him with complicated eyes.

Yan He took off his clothes while changing his shoes.

"Don't look at me, the umbrella on my car left in the department last time."

"Then why didn't you ask me to wait for you." Beilu followed him to pick up the wet clothes.

"I'm afraid it's hard to find a parking space outside, you wait too long."

Bei Lu just bent over to pick up the thread clothes he took off, and was taken aback for a moment.

Yan He brought all the dirty clothes over, "Go to the sofa and watch TV first, I will do it myself."

He said he went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Beilu sat alone in the living room, not knowing what to look at.

The sound of Yanhe taking a bath in his ears, rushing, disturbed his heart.

Yanhe is like the old wine that he has been hiding in his heart, the longer it gets, the stronger it becomes.

Occasionally, the fragrance that accidentally floats out can feel sweet without tasting.

When Bei Lu was sitting on the sofa in a daze, Yan He had already taken a quick shower, wrapped in a bathrobe, and walked over while wiping his hair.

"Go and wash, too, to get rid of the moisture on your body."

Bei Lu originally wanted to tell him about Yan Nian going to school to find him today.

Hokuriku wanted to ask him if he was very sad at that time.You can see him smiling after taking a shower.

Hokuriku hesitated again, and swallowed those words back.

He went to the room to get a change of clothes and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

After Beilu washed slowly and went to the room to dry his hair, when he turned around, he saw Yanhe leaning against the door frame, with his hands folded on his chest, with a smile on his face.

A pair of translucent eyes are shining brightly, and the tough facial features are more resolute under the light cast in the living room.

Beilu looked back and saw him leaning there, his heart missed a beat.

"When did you stand there?" Hokuriku didn't look closely at his expression, stretched out a hand, and smoothed his hair that partially covered his eyes.

"I've been standing there for quite a while, what a picture of a handsome man after a bath." Yan He joked.

When he came in just now, he wanted to give him the scar removal ointment that he entrusted someone to bring back today.

But I saw him sitting on the couch at the end of the bed blowing his fluffy hair.

The pajamas on his body belonged to Yanhe, and it was empty in Beilu's somewhat thin body.

Knowing that he started to yell again, Beilu ignored him, straightened his pajamas, and wanted to stand up and shake his hair.

Yan He was one step ahead of him and walked up to Bei Lu.

Bei Lu's head was suddenly enveloped by Yan He's tall figure.His heart was beating wildly silently.

Yan He originally just wanted to tease him, but when he saw his rapidly red earlobes, and some yellow hair scattered around his round ears, he stretched out his hand to push it away.

Seeing his slowly approaching body, Bei Lu felt the fresh smell of shower gel mixed with Yan He's masculine breath blowing towards his face, and he leaned back.

Yanhe is still approaching.

Just like this, one hid in the other, and both of them fell into the fluffy quilt.

Yan He took advantage of the situation to support Bei Lu with one hand.

Hokuriku's cheeks were flushed, his slender eyes were full of mist, his Adam's apple was quivering up and down on his slender and fair neck, and the neckline of his pajamas was tilted to one side, revealing his beautiful collarbone.

Yan He stretched out his other hand and gently opened the collar, revealing the scar from the last operation.

Yan He's slightly rough index finger touched Bei Lu's skin when he pushed aside his collar, and Bei Lu's body was quickly covered with tiny shudders.

Yan He breathed close, and breathed warmly on Bei Lu's skin.

Itchy, scratching Hokuriku's trembling heart.

Yan He smeared the ointment on his index finger, gently applied it on the scar, and rubbed it back and forth.

The cool feeling penetrated from the scar to Hokuriku's chest.

Yan He's cropped hair was not completely dry, and it just appeared in Bei Lu's eyes.

Two people illuminated by wall lamps in the room.

It almost caught fire.

Didi electronic lock accompanied by the sound of opening the door woke up the two people in the room.

Yan He got up quickly and threw the scar removal ointment to Bei Lu who was still lying down.

"This is the scar cream. It works very well. Remember to apply it three times a day."

After finishing speaking, he walked out, and accidentally knocked down the shelf at the door when he left.

Xu Lai chattered for a while.

Hokuriku lay on the bed for a while before calming down, and slowly got up.

The living room is still as warm as ever.

It can be said that the temperature seems to be much higher.

"Why is your face so red?" Xu looked at Bei Lu as he walked out of the room, his cheeks flushed.

Bei Lu glanced at Xu Lai with complicated eyes, but without answering, he glanced at Yan He again.

Yan He didn't dare to look at him carefully, so he patted the back of Xu Lai's head.

"I said where did your cook go?"

Xu Lai stretched out his arms to block him.

"You're ashamed to say that you call me over with just one phone call. There is nothing at home, and I have made several trips here when it is raining outside."

Xu Lai panicked after thinking about it, and replied angrily.He didn't pay attention to the weird atmosphere between the two of them at all.

Beilu looked at the two people who were bickering, and sat quietly on the sofa without making a sound, turning on the news channel.

Xu came to the kitchen to prepare dinner for the two ancestors.

Only Hokuriku and Yanhe were left in the living room.

Hokuriku's complexion was still gloomy, except for the blush on his earlobes, which was no different from before. He stared at the TV carefully with his eyes.

Yan He sat down on the other side of the corner of the sofa, pretended to relax and cleared his throat, and said, "The quality of the press release is pretty good now."

Hearing his slightly blunt opening, Bei Lu suddenly felt relieved.

Maybe Yanhe just applied medicine for himself, nothing else.

But thinking about it this way seemed to make him feel even more uncomfortable.

"Yan Nian came to see me today." Bei Lu would never answer Yan He's questions, and sometimes he would even just talk about his own words.

"Oh, what is that little girl looking for you for? She won't be short of money again, right?" Seeing Bei Lu's relaxed and nervous tone, Yan He's heart sank back.

It is also merciless to hurt his own sister.

"No." Hokuriku only replied one word.

Nothing else.

Even though Hokuriku had thousands of words to say, when they really rolled down his throat, it felt like he was being scalded by scalding heat.

Shut up.

Yan He thought he was going to say something, or how many scandals that dead girl Yan Nian had slandered him in front of Bei Lu. He wanted to prove anything, but unfortunately there was none.

Hokuriku ended the topic he raised with a single word.

Maybe when Beilu asked, Yanhe would let go of all his thoughts.

But that's just maybe.

At night, Beilu was lying on the bed alone, and there seemed to be a good smell from Yanhe on the quilt.

There is even a touch of sweet-scented osmanthus.

He knew that Grandma Yanhe would knock down the stamens from the sweet-scented osmanthus tree to make sachets every year when the osmanthus tree was in bloom.

This refreshing fragrance always lingers around Yanhe.

Over time, it has been seared into Hokuriku's memory, and it won't go away no matter how you wave it.

In the living room, Yan He and Xu Lai were still playing games.

Two people always bicker because of disagreement, but they are always bound together.

Their days like this are also full of fun.

When Hokuriku was in Kyoto, he always wondered how he fit into their lives.

I am always out of tune with them, but Yanhe always takes him with me.

Wherever he went, he always said "Our Hokuriku" on his lips, as if he had put his label on it.

Yanhe is exclusive, like this one alone!

Don't think he's boring, don't think he's fierce, don't even think he left without saying goodbye.

Why doesn't he hate himself?

Even if he just hates it a little bit, Bei Lu may walk alone in this world, no longer caring about others.

But Yan He not only didn't, but even walked onto his single-plank bridge with a shameless face.

Pull him to run wildly.

No matter which day it will fall to pieces.