The boy next door came out

Yanhe, I am Hokuriku

April 2019, 04 Fool's weather is cloudy

Residue

speechless

Cherish the stars and the moon

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It was just dawn.

The east end of the alley was just starting to turn white.

A few wisps of golden clouds slowly drifted away, and the shadows of the stars and the moon were still faint.

Standing in the yard, Hokuriku thought to himself, it should be another sunny day today.

Beilu only received the notice last night, and the school arranged for a car to take them to the meeting place, accompanied by three other teachers from the school.

Fortunately, the Young Scholars Forum was arranged in this city.

It's just that he has to go back to school early in the morning.

At this time, he was standing outside his iron gate, and the alley was quiet.

Occasionally, early pedestrians pass by, also wearing stars and moons, with residual dreams.

He glanced at Yan He's room, then turned and walked towards the entrance of the alley.

Residual dew smeared on the body, staring at each other without saying a word, the stars and the moon cherish each other, and the dawn wind sends it away.

Yan He heard the sound of the iron door opening and closing again in his sleep.

Just like in memory.

There was a sudden bang in the silent night.

stabbed at his nerves.

Over the years, he has always been pulled from sleep to reality by this voice.

Running to the window over and over again.

There was no one in the empty alley.

Only to find out it was a dream.

But even if it is a dream!

The next time the sound sounded, he would still jump up from the bed like a conditioned reflex.

He always wondered if he woke up that day.

Will Hokuriku not leave?

But there are so many ifs in the world, only self-deception time and time again.

But this time he saw Hokuriku wearing morning dew again, with a small bag in his hand.

To travel far.

This time it was true, Yan He hurriedly put on his slippers and ran downstairs.

He is leaving again!

Hokuriku was dressed in black, and his shiny black leather shoes walked on the old brick floor in the alley, making crisp footsteps.

With one hand slanted in his pocket, he was carrying a small travel bag with the other hand open. Occasionally, the morning breeze would gently caress his exposed neck.

He seemed to hear the sound of hurried footsteps, but he didn't look back.

Only when someone is in a hurry to go out and get up late.

Until that clear and transparent voice sounded in the alley.

Hokuriku!

He was so shocked that he didn't dare to turn around.

He was afraid of failing.

Just like when he was walking alone in this short alley many years ago.

His steps were extremely slow.

he thought.

As long as Yan He calls him from behind.

Maybe he really didn't leave.

Hokuriku stood on a dilapidated brick, and a corner of the brick was missing. A lot of weeds emerged from the ground, and they were staggered by the footsteps of pedestrians.

"Northern land!"

This time it's true, Hokuriku listened carefully.

The voice was hurried and flustered.

He turned around slowly.

I saw Yanhe standing not far behind.

She was still wearing thin pajamas, with one sleeve rolled up to the elbow, the pajama pants hanging below the waist, and one trouser leg stepped on the heel of the slippers.

The trance eyes are full of panic, the expression is serious, and he is still slightly panting.

"Are you leaving again?" He asked angrily.

Before Hokuriku could answer, he walked up to him in a few strides.

He grabbed his bag with one hand and his arm with the other.

"I won't let you go."

At that moment, Beilu really wanted to go home with him.

And pity the lonely, especially happy to go home.

Bei Lu looked at Yan He who ran out of sleep, and wanted to get close to his chest softly.

His warm chest in the morning dew is his all destination.

Bei Lu's starry eyes gradually lost a layer of coldness, and a small cluster of flames danced.

He slowly approached Yanhe, pressed against his ear gently, and said softly, "I won't go."

Yan He grabbed his hand tightly.

He was afraid that if he let go, he would disappear again.

Hokuriku's warm breath pressed against his cheek, making one side of his face feel hot with embarrassment.

"Then what are you doing?" Yan He is like a child, always likes to ask questions to death.

The corners of Beilu's mouth raised slightly, and the words he said seemed to coax him.

"I'm off to a meeting and I'll be back around Friday."

Yan He let go of his hand and looked at him embarrassedly.

Now that he calmed down, he realized his abruptness.

There is a bit of regret on the face.

"Then why didn't you say it yesterday, I thought..." Yan He didn't know what words to use after thinking about it.

Leave without saying goodbye!

Just thinking about such words makes my heart ache.

"I said Hokuriku! Can you change your faults, don't always be alone."

Yan He changed the subject and changed his tone to a relaxed tone.

Hearing the meaning of what he said before and after, Beilu probably understood that he also cared about the past.

"Understood! You go back."

Hokuriku glanced at him again, the chill in the morning and evening is most likely to accidentally invade the body.

At that time, minor illnesses will continue.

It was extremely difficult.

His allergic rhinitis is a frequent occurrence in this season.

Although it doesn't hurt Daya when he commits a crime, it is annoying.

Only then did Yan He feel the coolness of the morning, and his exposed hairs stood on end.

The whole body is clamoring for cold.

He hurriedly rubbed his arms, and jumped on the spot twice.

"Wait a minute, I'll go back and change my clothes and send you there."

At this time, the sun in the sky was slowly coming out from behind Yan He, and the clouds had dispersed.

The golden sun was still tinged with coolness, and the alley gradually added a lot of smoke and fire.

Beilu raised his wrist to look at the time, and then at Yanhe who was a little trembling.

"No, I'll take a taxi to school. Go back!"

As he spoke, he waved to Yan He, turned around with his bag in his hand, and walked towards the main road.

Yan He was also afraid that he would waste his time, so he stood behind him and yelled at him.

"Then send me the location where you go, and I'll pick you up when I'm free!"

That crisp voice passed through the entire alley, and he found Beilu before Chenhui.

Hokuriku had a smile on his face and didn't look back.

With his back turned to him, he gave him an OK gesture, then turned around and turned out of the alley.

Until that slender figure disappeared in the morning light.

Yan Hecai jumped up and down a few more times on the spot, regained his warmth, and walked back.

He rubbed his arms all the way.

Occasionally, acquaintances would look at him with a smile.

At the entrance of the alley, the aunt selling breakfast pushed the cart and saw him head-on.

He smiled and said, "Hey! Today is earlier than me, look at the reluctance on your face, have you gone chasing the little girl!?"

Hahahahaha.

The words of the breakfast lady made the passing people laugh.

"Go! It's so late today, I think you don't want to do business anymore?"

Yan He was used to joking with them, and he was not too big or too small when talking.

At this moment, he remembered that Hokuriku got up so early, he probably didn't have time to eat breakfast.

Go back later and send him a message to remind him.

"The young man wakes up very angry this early in the morning. Would you like a bowl to warm him up?"

"Hurry up and go to the alley. If you go late, you will sell a few bowls of bean curd."

Yan He ignored her, and just wanted to go back to bed to warm up.

Why didn't I think of wearing more clothes when I came down just now.

The weather is going to freeze to death in the morning, and when the sun rises, it will be hot to death again.

When he ran home in a hurry, he ran into his grandmother who had just woken up as soon as he stepped into the yard.

"My dear grandson, why did you go there so early in the morning? Why don't you wear any clothes?" Grandma Yan He just woke up, before she had time to cook her breakfast, she saw Yan He's cold air coming in from outside.

"I didn't have time!" Yan He ran upstairs.

Only that voice still echoed in the yard.

Grandma Yanhe stood in the yard and said distressedly to the window, "You didn't take your body seriously when you were young, but you will regret it when you are old."

Yan He put on a blanket and leaned out half of his body from the second floor, "Got it! Grandma!"

"This child!" Grandma Yan He was busy with her work in the yard.

She woke up when she heard the sound of the iron door slamming next door.

After a while, I heard the sound of Yanhe going downstairs.

I thought the two of them had an appointment to go out early in the morning.

Who knew that Yan He didn't even put on any clothes, so he just ran out.

I will make an extra bowl of ginger soup for him later to get rid of the cold, so as not to overwhelm him with a headache.

Brother Smelly has long been listening to the movement, wagging his tail as if he understood.

When Hokuriku arrived at the school, other teachers were already waiting for him.

He greeted them apologetically.

He has always been a relatively punctual person, and he is indeed apologetic for his late arrival.

But he didn't expect Sheng Feiran to go too.

Sheng Feiran probably knew about it before, and it was no surprise to see him.

When the two met, they just nodded their heads.

Along the way, Bei Lu didn't speak much, the other two male teachers talked a lot, and Sheng Feiran was also with him.

There seem to be more words in their chatterbox.

This is also very good, it saves embarrassment, and Hokuriku only occasionally responds to them.

Silence most of the time.

The hurried figure of Yanhe early in the morning still lingers in his mind.

Although it looked sloppy, it was extremely warm.

No one can reach.

He was deep in thought when his phone ding-dong reminded someone to look for him.

He also wondered who was looking for him early in the morning.

As soon as he touched the phone, Yan He's message jumped into his eyes.

Remember to eat breakfast!

There was warmth in his heart, and even the tiredness that had covered his brows earlier dissipated.

There was an imperceptible smile on the corner of his mouth.

He quickly turned back.

it is good!

Not a single word, just a punctuation mark.

Sheng Feiran glanced at Beilu from the corner of his eye.

From the moment he got in the car, he looked so deserted.

Not a word more.

He only occasionally hums, or when they point to him, he has to say a few words.

The corners of the eyes and the tip of the eyebrows are cold, as if there is a natural boundary with other people around.

That line cannot be crossed.

Until he replied with a message.

He lowered his head and the brows covered by the broken hair couldn't restrain his raising.

Those slender fingers with distinct knuckles, the soft sound of pressing on the phone screen.

In the small space in the car, it is extremely clear.

With a smile on the corner of his mouth.

It hurt her heart deeply.

She looked away and continued to communicate with others with the most standard smile.

There is incomparable elegance between demeanor and speech.

Even if she is riddled with holes, she must be calm.