The boy next door came out

Yanhe, I am Hokuriku

On December 2019, 12, the weather was cloudy in Ping An

darkness before dawn

Fell on the edge of the world

Another Christmas Eve.

The entire night is rendered by colorful lights, creating a peaceful atmosphere.

Even the tree branches on the main road of the school are covered with colored lights.

The campus speakers hidden in the bushes also played joyful songs at this time.

The faces of the students coming and going were filled with cheerful smiles, and they carried exquisite boxes in their hands.

It is a gift that I want to give to an important person.

Perhaps there is the Ping An fruit that can make people feel safe by eating one bite.

The weather was getting colder, and a gust of bleak wind blew by, rolling up the fallen leaves on the ground, circling around Beilu's feet, refusing to stop.

He wrapped his coat tightly and wandered on the main road with his head down.

He probably also wants to feel the atmosphere that can make people happy, and see if it can really shake off the depression in his heart.

He stood here all night, blowing the cold wind all night, happy times danced around him, even the small world in the colored lights looked down at his shadow, and sang with him.

But in the end, he silently admitted that it was futile.

He sighed and dusted himself off, then turned around and walked towards the dormitory.

"Teacher Hokuriku!" A crisp voice behind him stopped him.

Before he could turn around, Xiaomi jumped in front of him in two steps.

He handed the exquisitely packaged box in his hand to his eyes.

There are red apples in it.

He clenched the hands that were slanted in his pockets tightly, and his eyes were full of waves of forbearance.

Xiaomi looked at him like that, thinking he was embarrassed to pick it up.

He quickly stuffed things directly into his arms.

"May you be safe!"

After speaking, he ran away like a gust of wind.

Holding the box in his hand, he remembered the little blessing that Yan He quietly placed beside his bed that year.

This boundless night gave birth to countless pictures in front of his eyes.

The emotions that were hidden in his heart, which he desperately wanted to suppress, surged to his heart again.

The phone in his pocket vibrated twice, and he just took it out before sliding it away.

Yan He's avatar jumped out first.

Or the most common words.

"May the rest of your life be safe and sound, and live to 99!"

The dim light from the screen hit his face, and the fingernails holding the frame of the phone were white.

He cringes and refuses to turn off the phone's light until it turns itself off.

He raised his head and looked at the distant sky, the slightly yellowed border illuminated by the city lights.

There is sorrowful pain.

A sad night.

Yan He was alone in the dark and wanted to climb over the wall. He was standing under a tree and was about to jump.

Ms. Zhao's voice sounded faintly behind her.

"Why do you want to climb over the wall again?"

Yan He's hand holding the tree trunk fell down, and one foot was still propped on the edge of the flower bed.

Without turning around, he just said in a low voice, "He's not at home!"

The cold moon shrouded his back, extremely cold.

Ms. Zhao felt infinite sadness in her heart, "Do you have to have him?"

She stood under the tree and looked at his Yanhe who was half a head taller than her.

But she remembered how hard it was when she was pregnant with him. Others only vomited for three months, but she vomited until she was born, and she continued to bleed.

I was pregnant in October, and I was terrified for ten months.

Grandma Yanhe said that she was pregnant with a "dog fetus", and she must be very skinny when she was born.

I didn't expect to grow so big in a flash, and became a big guy.

Just like Grandma Yanhe said, from childhood to adulthood, there is never a day when she stops.

At that time, his skin was skinny, but there was always a way to end it.

Just thinking about how to end the difficult problem he had raised now gave her a chill down her spine.

Yan He withdrew his feet from the flower bed, turned around and walked to Ms. Zhao, stretching out his arms to hug her tightly.

"En!" Although the voice was suppressed as much as possible, it was extremely firm.

When Ms. Zhao heard this, hot tears fell on his chest.

She bit her lip desperately to keep herself from making any sound.

A shoulder trembled in Yan He's arms.

Yan He jumped over and turned over again, the sweet-scented osmanthus tree rustled its stamens.

The sound of his landing made Ms. Zhao understand that everything is irreversible.

She wiped away her tears and stood in the yard for a long time until Yanhe's father came out to find her.

She followed him back to the house.

She didn't even think about how to speak.

She just hugged his arm and snuggled into his shoulder.

"In the future, let's take care of the big things together!"

Yanhe's father was very surprised, why he suddenly said such provocative words.

Just now, her back in the yard was gloomy and desolate.

He put his rough hand on the back of her hand, lowered his head and rubbed her forehead.

Said softly, "Okay!"

Yan He didn't even turn on the light, so he went upstairs on his own.

It was still empty.

He lay quietly on the bed alone, staring out the window.

The sweet-scented osmanthus tree in the yard, how many regrets were left in the vigorous life of that season, waiting for the next year's reincarnation.

It wants to grasp every inch of time in its short life, but it always looks left and right thinking about the blowing wind.

A ray of moonlight shone faintly in front of his window in the darkness.

The things on the table were covered with a layer of black cloth, which caught Yan He's attention.

He stood on the ground with bare feet and groped in the dark to lift the blurred shadow.

Turn on the night light.

The dim light sprinkled in the small courtyard of those floors, instantly making it see the light.

It reads on the small plate next to the base.

forever.

He suddenly remembered what Hokuriku had said to him before leaving the neighboring city.

"I'll wait for you to come back and I have something to tell you."

He pestered him for a long time without asking what it was, his mouth was tight.

It turned out that what he wanted to say was this sentence.

Yan He opened the box, and an expensive watch inside was running quietly every minute.

Suddenly his eyes were wet.

Bei Lu's always profound but unwilling to speak appearance became the joy in his heart!

When Beilu opened the door, he didn't expect Yanhe to be on his bed.

When Yan He heard the sound of him opening the door, his heart felt ecstatic as if awakened.

He thought this night was no longer a failure of waiting.

He tried his best to suppress the desire in his heart to rush over and knock him down immediately.

Just waiting for him to come upstairs and say what he hadn't said.

In the darkness, Hokuriku stopped walking.

The joy in those eyes was fleeting, leaving only deep sorrow.

His stepping foot wanted to take it back again, and the old doorknob was creaked with his bony hands.

"Didn't you always have something to say to me?" Yan He sat up from the bed, resting his hands on his knees.

In the darkness, the breath of two people can be heard.

Hokuriku stood in the door frame, motionless like a soulless painting.

He was silent for a long time before he sighed and said, "No."

"Then I have something to tell you." There was a bed between the two of them.

Yan He's gaze was so intense that he couldn't help but want to respond.

Obviously there is not much distance, probably just take two steps.

You can lean on his shoulders and reveal your thoughts.

But Beilu turned his head and didn't dare to look at him.

"When do you plan to pay back what you owe me?" Yan He jumped up from the bed and jumped in front of his eyes.

Bei Lu hurriedly took a step back, but luckily the door frame gave him a temporary support.

It was only at the second when he leaned over that he endured the desire to hug him.

Yan He's bright eyes were still approaching, and the darkness accentuated his thinned cheeks.

"How do you plan to pay what you owe me forever?" Yanhe pressed his forehead against Beilu's forehead, and the voice spoke softly, words that Beilu had no time to say.

Yan He's deep breath brushed the corners of Hokuriku's trembling lips.

At this time, the two foreheads touched each other.

The fiery heartbeats echoed each other in each other's chests.

Hokuriku seemed to be on the edge of the cloud and mist, and the depth of the cloud and mist was the lonely cage he didn't want, but he finally waited for a pair of hands to gently push away the confusion in front of him, but he didn't dare to take a step forward .

All the burdens that had been carried in his heart these years made him hesitant to move forward.

Both hands clenched into fists, and the fingertips sank deeply into the palms.

In the darkness, Yan He's warm palm covered his fist.

"Release!" Yan He turned his head and whispered into his ear.

The bursts of warm breath came to his earlobe, he slowly let go of his fist, and Yan He slipped in between his fingers.

Fingers interlocked with him.

"See where you're going to escape!" As she spoke, she scratched his earlobe and sucked lightly.

Bei Lu froze in place, as if countless morning dreams were calling him.

His thin lips parted slightly, and his low and deep voice trembled, "No! Really can't..."

This was probably his last resistance from the bottom of his heart, he felt himself chained to the pillar of desire.

He desperately wanted to respond to his enthusiasm desperately, but he said words of rejection.

"Can't what?!"

Yan He held his palm tightly, pushed him against the door, and surrounded him tightly with his legs.

Those hot lips were on fire between his neck, and everywhere they passed was an unbearable color.

The Adam's apple was throbbing violently up and down, and the uncontrollable overflowing voice filled the darkness, it was the emotion he was desperately trying to suppress.

Ms. Zhao's desperate and bitter eyes flashed in front of his tearful eyes again.

Suddenly his tears rolled down Yan He's face, and Yan He stopped his movements.

Gently kissed the corner of his eyes, "I'm not afraid, and neither are you."

Beilu buried his head on his neck and shoulders, opened his mouth and bit him firmly.

He didn't dare to put all his eggs in one basket, Yan He shouldn't have to bear the consequences.

"I just want to give you forever, and hope that you will live forever. But I can't..."

Yan He let go of his hand, held his cheek, and stared at his tearful eyes tightly in the darkness, "Look at me!"

Bei Lu turned his head away and didn't dare to look at him, but Yan He turned his head desperately, "I'll give you life and death."

The tone was firm and fearless.

And boundless madness.

With the risk of destroying everything, Hokuriku's bound heart felt instantly reborn.

The blood in his whole body was boiling, listening to Yan He's bright voice.

"What am I going to do?"

Bei Lu sighed, but embraced his strong waist and kissed him proactively.

darkness before dawn.

Fell on the edge of the world.