The boy next door came out

Yanhe, I am Hokuriku

On August 2008, 8, the summer weather was cloudy

Chun He Jing Ming

The boy next door came out

The ice of winter finally meets the sun of summer

From then on, the world will be destroyed forever

Yan He has long been used to the disorder of sleep time all these years.

He seems to rarely have a steady sleep pattern, always wandering between half asleep and half awake.

During the endless nights, he always struggled to stay awake, always worried that if he accidentally closed his eyes, some patient would have an emergency.

It's too late.

The moment of racing against time can only be feared after experiencing it personally.

Sometimes he even forms a compulsive memory. Whenever there is a situation, his feet are faster than people, his hands are faster than his eyes, and his mouth is faster than time.

In short, he struggled between not sleeping and sleeping for many nights, exhausted.

There were many more days, and he resisted between sleeping and not sleeping, exhausted physically and mentally.

The former is necessary and the latter is helpless.

This is the norm for medical workers.

As the saying goes, since you have chosen a distant place, you just have to go through the wind and rain.

Yan He was lying on the bed at this time, and began to get excited again gorgeously.

This damn night shift sequelae always scratched his fragile nerves.

Obviously yawning all the time, I feel like I can meet Zhou Gong on my head.

I didn't know that Duke Zhou also had to rest during the day, so he ignored him at all.

He could only toss and turn, forcing himself to close his eyes to relieve his fatigue a little.

Among the wall lamps on the wall, Nobita was still waiting with his legs crossed, leisurely.

When Yan He bought this wall lamp, he always felt that he was very lonely.

Time stood still for him, and he repeated countless repeated days.

Just like him at that time.

In those years without Hokuriku, life was just life, and everything was boring.

Fortunately!

He came back alone.

He tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. Seeing that it was almost time, he got up and packed up to pick up Hokuriku.

The light outside had been blocked by the heavy curtains for a long time, and when Yan He pulled it open, he burst in through the window and covered the entire room.

Instantly brightened up a lot.

There was tenderness in Yan He's eyes. He picked out a more formal shirt from the closet, smoothed his swollen face, and immediately felt refreshed.

He tidied up the whole apartment.

Just went to pick up Hokuriku.

Hokuriku's class ended a little late this afternoon, and there were more class hours.

After he packed up his things, only the electric teacher was left in the classroom waiting to finish.

He greeted her politely and went downstairs.

Before leaving the hall on the first floor, I heard a burst of exclamation from the crowd of students in front.

Beilu frowned slightly, wondering why the students left so late today.

When he slowly followed the crowd out of the teaching building, he saw Yan Hechu there.

The afterglow of the setting sun was sprinkled on him, and his black hair was carefully groomed, exuding luster.

The black sunglasses framed on the bridge of his high nose, covering his eyes where he could laugh wantonly, leaving only a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth.

Those two thick eyebrows also carried a hint of frivolity.

The white shirt was simple and clean, but it set off his perfect figure, and the straight trousers set off his tall and straight figure even more.

Seeing the figure of Hokuriku slowly walking out with the students, his smile was even brighter.

The thick eyebrows almost jumped out of the frame.

The seemingly frivolous smirk immediately turned serious.

It is rare for Beilu to see such a formal Yanhe. Although he still seems to have an unscrupulous feeling, it also makes Beilu feel that today he is more like a boy who is pregnant with spring.

"Beilu!" Yan He took off his sunglasses and waved to Beilu, "I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

Bei Lu laughed in his heart, Yan He's serious look was still used to his sloppy hooliganism.

Bei Lu walked up to Yan He slowly, looked him up from below with his slender eyes, but didn't say a word.

There was no expression on his face.

Yan He looked around at his appearance, felt that there was nothing wrong with it, smelled himself again, and then asked doubtfully, "Could it be that I am so handsome?!"

Bei Lu couldn't hold back anymore, the corners of his mouth wanted to twitch, he weighed the textbook in his hand, his voice was still faint.

"It's rare to see you like this!"

Seeing that the students had gone far away, Yanhe moved closer to him, "Then what do you want to see?! Without clothes!?"

After finishing speaking, he raised an eyebrow at Hokuriku, full of ambiguity.

He obviously didn't mean that?Why did Yan He go around in his mind, and he said it like this.

He moved a small step to the side, he was afraid that Yanhe would stick up again.

Yan He suddenly stood up straight and straightened his shirt.

He also deliberately cleared his throat.

There was sincerity in his smiling eyes, and he looked straight at Hokuriku.

As if wanting to look into Hokuriku's heart.

"Hokuriku! Would you like to go home with me?"

Beilu was curious about Yanhe's abnormal behavior today, but he hadn't reacted yet.

He was frozen in place by his words.

The teaching materials in his hand were also scattered under his feet.

"My mother!?" Xiaomi left the painting in class just now, and went back to pick it up.

Just walked out of the hall of the teaching building.

I saw those two peerless men standing there.

Isn't that handsome doctor who is facing me, right!Still miss his brother!

Isn't his back to his handsome ideological and political teacher?

She had no intention of eavesdropping, and wanted to go around quietly, but Yan He's flat thunder blasted her rotten girl's heart out.

She had a nymphomaniac look on her face, and stared at her the whole time, seeing those two people looking back at her.

He could only smile awkwardly and politely.

"I'm just passing by! Go ahead!" Xiaomi Fei ran away as if.

She didn't expect that what she was thinking about in class every day turned out to be true.

She quickly called Yan Nian and told her that her brother had gone to school to pick up on her ideological and political teacher.

Yan Nian was revising the manuscript there, and the revision was in full swing.When Xiaomi said this, she could only sigh to Tianchang, saying that what she stated was the truth.

Yanhe!Can you stop your coquettish energy!

Before Yan He could wait for Bei Lu to answer, he received a complaint from his own sister.

He returned her a word.

"roll!"

Just shut down directly.

At this moment, Bei Lu's thoughts that were blown away have withdrawn a little, except that his heart is still jumping around without finding a rhythm.

He bent down and slowly picked up his things, one by one.

Until the last one.

As soon as Bei Lu's slender fingers touched the writing, Yan He squatted directly under his eyes, grasping his wrist.

The warm palm was pressed against Hokuriku's wrist, and his strong fingers encircled everything he had.

His transparent and clear voice trembled slightly, engulfing all the courage in his heart.

"You haven't answered me yet."

Bei Lu looked at Yan He's serious expression, his light wheat-colored skin was shrouded in a layer of brilliance by the setting sun.

Bei Lu's previously cold eyes were also smudged by him, shining brightly.

His floating voice sounded above Yanhe.

"it is good!"

Ke Yanhe was still not satisfied, and continued to ask him like a child, "I'm asking if you want to go home with me!"

Bei Lu's heart softened, and he stretched out his other hand, trying to pull him up.

Yan He took advantage of the situation to pull him over vigorously, leaned close to his ear and said it again.

"Would you like to come home with me?"

Hokuriku wanted to laugh a little.

There were pink bubbles in his heart, filling his chest one by one.

Those bubbles are filled with endless goodness.

"Yes!" Hokuriku solemnly whispered in his ear.

Only then did Yan He let go of his arm, like a child who got the best candy in the world.

Hold it in the palm of your hand for fear of losing it, hold it in your mouth for fear of melting.

In the end, I hid all the colorful colors in my heart.

When Bei Lu followed him back to his own apartment, he really understood how solemn Yan He's words were.

Why did he want to get the answer in his heart over and over again.

Such a big house has been tidied up.

The place where the game room should have been placed has been demolished by Yanhe and re-converted into a large desk.

Sasuke and Naruto, who had been kept in the glass showcase, were covered with a glass cover by him and put together.

A big bookshelf was made at the back, and the books he moved from his home were placed on the bookshelf.

The books that Hokuri turned through when he was young are all yellow with memory.

Inside is the story of Hokuriku and Yanhe.

Yan He took him to the desk, picked up the things on the table and handed them to him.

Hokuriku opened the folder and looked through it carefully.

Turning it over, his eyes got wet.

"In addition to this apartment, I have two other properties under my name. I only have one car. I still have some investments in Xu Lai's hot pot restaurant, and I have some savings in the bank. I don't have many stock funds. I have already listed them all. .The last page says that all the above are jointly owned by Beilu Yanhe!"

Beilu just lowered his head at this time, and didn't say a word.

In the whole room, there was only Yan He's translucent voice, which was constantly shuttled and echoed.

"I have nothing to give you! But I am afraid that you will run away, so I can only think of this way to tie you up. If you run away again, I will chase you to the ends of the earth to recover all the debts."

Bei Lu slowly put the things back on the table, and those few real estate certificates made his eyes red.

There is an indescribable nostalgia deep in those long and narrow eyes.

"Yanhe! You never owe me anything!" Beilu was full of thoughts and didn't know how to respond to him.

"But you owe me!" Yan He supported his shoulders with both hands, stared at Bei Lu's hazy eyes, and said every word.

"For a whole month after you left, I was drunk every day, and woke up in the middle of the night to vomit blood, mouthfuls of coffee-colored blood..."

Yan He wanted Bei Lu to remember that he owed him these things, but he also tried his best to pick some serious ones.He was sent to the emergency room until he vomited blood, and then his stomach couldn't heal.Especially in the second half of the night, he was always overwhelmed, and the stomach acid burned his esophagus over and over again.

Hokuriku heard Xu talk about it once when he was in Kyoto, and it was like a thousand arrows piercing through the heart.

Saying it from his mouth at this time, it feels even more heart-wrenching!

He didn't even have the courage to continue listening.

He hugged his hardcover waist and leaned over, covering his lips with all his strength.

He didn't want to listen any more, his heart was already in a storm.

Yan He's movements were more violent than Bei Lu's, and he didn't want to wait any longer.

In the dark sky outside the window, there are few stars, and the lanterns embrace the night in their arms, reluctant to part.

Yan He kissed the scar on Beilu's chest lightly, and asked softly, "Does it hurt?"

Hokuriku just wanted to answer "no".

It was not long before it was replaced by another voice.

The word "pain" came out very clearly from the gap in the curtain that was not drawn tightly.

The ending sound floated out long, so charming that it dimmed the lights.

The ice of the cold winter finally meets the sun of the summer, and the sky and the earth are broken from then on, forever!