pretend to be poor

At the end of the Truth or Dare game, a dozen or so people were so drunk that there were corpses strewn all over the sofa, moaning and yelling for more bottles.

The ones who deal with the aftermath are the obedient squad leader Lu Ziran, Lin Tanya who hides his secrets, and the expressionless Xue Ting.

Tong Huai was different from usual when he was drunk. He was quiet, not drunk, and didn't talk too much. Give him a cup of milk tea, and he can sit there obediently and drink slowly until someone comes to pick him up.

He was also very vigilant and would not be touched at will. Zhao Gou, who was half drunk and half awake, leaned over and was almost thrown over his shoulder by him.

As usual, Xue Ting and Lu Ziran transported some of the boys away first, and finally came to pick up Tong Huai.

Tong Huai sat on the sofa and sipped milk tea for about ten minutes. When Xue Ting came back, he hiccupped and opened his hands to him naturally.

Seeing Xue Ting cooperatively half-supporting and half-embracing Tong Huai, Lin Tanya showed a dignified and bewildered smile, and spoke in a soft, gentle voice: "Take Tong Huai back first, here I come with Ziran Just fine."

Tong Huai was drunk, when he suddenly heard the voice of the school committee, his psychological shadow surged up, and he was startled. He subconsciously rubbed himself into Xue Ting's arms, very nervous: "Hide me, don't let her see it!"

Xue Ting suddenly felt something like "grateful" towards Lin Tanya.

He gently pulled the corners of his lips, suppressed his smile, nodded calmly, and led Tong Huai out of the KTV: "Hide it."

While waiting for the appointed car to arrive, Xue Ting lowered his eyes and carefully observed the little ancestor in his arms.

After confronting the heart, some things seem not so aboveboard.

He brushed away the broken hair in front of Tong Huai's forehead, revealing that drunken handsome face, moved his fingertips down, and gently stroked the corners of Tong Huai's soft lips, his eyes were dark.

Yu Wen is right.

Tong Huai really needs to stay away from him.

Tong Huai was wearing Xue Ting's coat, ignorant, being touched by his slightly cool palm, he came to his senses in a daze, and sniffed: "Brother Xue."

"Ah."

"Where's our bicycle?"

Xue Ting was very satisfied with the first two words: "Want to ride a bicycle?"

"I want to learn," Tong Huai muttered, "Is it difficult to learn?"

"you will not?"

"No," Tong Huai, who was drunk, was very honest, "I wanted to learn when I was a child, but I didn't dare to learn when I saw someone throwing the car in the back seat."

When he was a child, he was so afraid of pain that he could howl for a long time with a broken skin, as if the sky had collapsed, let alone learning to ride a bicycle.

At that time, he was still with Mr. Tong and the old lady, and he couldn't torture the old man's body and let them practice with him.

Every time Tong Jingyuan came back, he didn't stay for long.

Tong Huai has a lot of things that he wants to do with him. Let Tong Jingyuan read stories to him, go to the amusement park, draw pictures together, play games, watch cartoons, play Lego... One after another, he always can't get on the school bike .

Besides, there is a driver who will pick him up when he goes out, so it is more meaningful to save that precious time and let Tong Jingyuan play other things with him.

Tong Huai simply stopped learning.

Xue Ting is very keen in this regard, Tong Huai just said a word, and he could get rid of the deep meaning behind the words.

Tong Huai said that he saw someone else holding the back seat.

Meaning, no one held the back seat for him.

Was Tong Huai the same as him when he was a child?

He thought of the child's yelling when he was drunk before, and his heart felt a little sour and painful, and his voice softened: "It's not difficult."

Tong Huai raised his head slightly, his eyes reflected the nearby neon lights, as if holding a pool of colorful stars: "Then when I learn it, you don't have to carry me all the time."

"You study by yourself?" Xue Tingdang didn't hear the second half of the sentence.

"Can't you?"

"Not good." Xue Ting said seriously, "It will hurt a lot from the fall."

"how do you know?"

"I'm also self-taught."

I fell down before, and I know it will hurt. You are so delicate, and I can't bear to hurt you again.

Tong Huai was confused for a while, his drunken logic did not support him to think too much, so he groaned slowly.

He was quiet for a while, his thick and curly eyelashes fluttering, and he almost fell asleep leaning against Xue Ting's arms.After a while, I woke up again, forgot what I was talking about, and muttered: "Your first love was 17 years old..."

"Ah."

"How is your partner?"

Tong Huai still remembered Xue Ting's date. The first time he heard Xue Ting's soft tone was when he heard him call his date in the hospital, promising to go back for the exam.

It's just strange, he lived with Xue Ting for half a month, and he didn't see him call his partner.

He couldn't help thinking, it couldn't be a broken relationship, broke up, right?

Xue Ting is so nice, the breakup must be his partner's fault.

That's a pretty good score.

Xue Ting didn't know what was going on in Tong Huai's little head, he rubbed his hair, pondered for a moment, with a soft voice.

"He has a bad temper, but he is easy to coax, and he is very obedient, but very delicate."

laugh.

Tong Huai's mind was very active, jumping up and down, and secretly sneered, a pure man like him hates squeamish people the most.

"Then what do you like about her?"

"Very cute, very beautiful." Xue Ting looked into his misty beautiful eyes without blinking, "I like it very much."

Three very.

This face dog.

...so we didn't break up?

Tong Huai's heart suddenly felt uncomfortable again, as if he was sour, he muttered softly: "Then you still speak ill of her."

Xue Ting let out a muffled laugh and didn't answer.

When I got home, it was past ten o'clock in the evening.

The two children ran around all day long, and Mr. Xue didn't care. He left a lamp for them and fell asleep first.

Tong Huai was so drunk that he hugged Xue Ting in the car and fell asleep with his lap under his head.

Xue Ting didn't want to wake him up either, so he carried him upstairs following the principle of "handle with care".

Even so, Tong Huai woke up when he was put on the bed.

He curled up on the bed, stared at Xue Ting vigilantly for a while, and seemed to recognize who it was, then nodded with a reassuring and satisfied "Yeah", and closed his eyes shallowly.

Xue Ting pressed the back of his finger to his lips and couldn't help laughing.

Immediately there was some indescribable depression.

... This kid was defenseless against him, and he really regarded him as a good brother.

Tong Huai had a dream all night, always dreaming about Xue Ting's mysterious and annoying first love, and woke up the next day at noon again.

After drinking, his head hurts, and he doesn't want to move. He is curled up under the quilt, and he doesn't really want to get up.

After tumbling for a while, Tong Huai yawned, but forced himself to get out of the quilt, changed his clothes, and waited for Xue Ting with his messy hair on his head.

Tong Huai's leg looked serious, but it was actually just a skin trauma. He recovered quickly, and the sprain was not severe.

Walking is not a problem now, but limping doesn't look good.

Moreover, he was afraid of pain, so he didn't want to toss his Jingui's legs.

Xue Ting pushed the door open and came in, looked at it, both sad and heartbroken, subconsciously recognized and opened his eyes, then turned back, his voice slightly tense.

"Get dressed."

"what?"

Tong Huai looked down, only to realize that the T-shirt hadn't been pulled off completely.

Half of her slender and white waist was exposed brightly.

He tugged casually, and stretched out his hand with a playful smile to ask him to help him: "They're both men, they've slept together before, don't you mind that?"

Xue Ting rubbed the doorknob unconsciously with his fingers, paused, walked over without saying a word, arranged his clothes carefully, and picked him up.

Tong Huai was stunned for a moment: "Hey, I didn't let you hug...forget it."

After a while, he has gone from resisting to getting used to it.

He thought about this point with a big heart, and continued to babble: "Tingting, sometimes I suspect that there is a little girl living in your body, just like your nickname, see if I lift my clothes and want to scream, see if my clothes are not Even if you wear it well, you will make trouble..."

Xue Ting: "..."

He stared at the opening and closing mouth expressionlessly, and felt an urge to block it directly.

What kind of family is it that can cultivate this little curly hair into such heartless virtue?

Anyway, it definitely won't be Tong Huai's nonsense, "Dad ran away due to debts, and it took a few months to avoid the black boss's sight and come to see him once."

After washing up, Tong Huai went downstairs and drank the wine-relief soup first, and his curly hair that was limp all over suddenly glowed again.

He vaguely remembered a conversation from last night, and tentatively asked while eating: "Brother Xue, I seem to remember, you seem to say you want to teach me to ride a bicycle?"

Xue Ting didn't expect that he still remembered this incident, nodded, and before he could say the next sentence, "I'll talk about it when your legs get better", Tong Huai Jingui's feet suddenly stopped hurting.

He quickly finished eating, and excitedly dragged Xue Ting to the yard.

It's already November, and in previous years Linlan had snowed early, but this year's snow has not arrived yet.

But it was also convenient for Tong Huai to learn to ride a bicycle.

His right foot is not yet able to use the upper strength, and it is okay to move slightly, but the center of gravity is shifted and the pain is so painful that he cannot stand.

Xue Ting helped him onto the bicycle, and weighed it by the way—it was too light, so skinny.

Picky eaters and delicate, difficult to raise.

Still don't like to eat the pot.

Get fatter, it feels good when you pinch it.

He was thinking casually, not thinking about how to teach people to ride a bicycle at all, and holding the back seat, his tone was very calm, as if he was serious: "Hold on to the handlebars."

Tong Huai responded nervously, tentatively put his foot on the pedal, and stepped on it unsteadily.

The bicycle turned around.

His right leg is still not fully recovered, and his balance is not very good. He suddenly leaned to the right and yelled, "Ah, help, Tingting!"

Xue Ting's brain ached when he heard this address, but he still caught him quickly: "Come again."

Mr. Xue made a pot of hot tea, moved a chair and watched Xue Ting teach Tong Huai to ride a bicycle at the door. He was amazed at his grandson's patience and gentleness, and smiled so hard that he couldn't see his teeth.

Tong Huai usually has poor patience, and most of the draft paper is not used up for drafting, but is consumed by scribbling and doodles after writing inscriptions.

In order to learn how to ride a bicycle, it was rare for him to be calm and calm. He practiced intermittently until the afternoon, and finally he was able to break away from Xue Ting's protection for a short while, and rode unsteadily for a while.

Xue Ting was upset when he thought of him saying "you don't need to carry me in the future", the corners of his mouth were straightened, and he applauded with the enthusiastic old man Xue.

——Then Tong Huai didn't know how to brake, and hit the wall with a bang.

Xue Ting followed beside him and brought him back in time.Tong Huai didn't fall, didn't know the pain, and lay in Xue Ting's arms silly: "Am I very smart?"

"..." Xue Ting glanced at Xiao Si whose horizontal bar was bent, and calmly withdrew his gaze, and answered according to his intention, "Yes."

so stupid.

The weekend passed by in a flash, the temperature in Linlan dropped below zero, and the north wind blew wildly, like a knife, cutting on the exposed skin of people.

The weather forecast is predicting that it will snow every day, but God is very disrespectful, and there is no snow at all.

Of course, this weather is no longer suitable for riding a bicycle to school, and Tong Huai doesn't want to be dug out of the quilt early in the morning, so he gets up after a while, and goes home after dinner to get a scarf and hat—a gift from Aunt Chen.

He carefully protected himself. Seeing that Xue Ting was still wearing a hoodie and a school uniform, he was worried that he would be frozen and no one would teach him to do his homework. When he came out to wait for the bus, he took off a long scarf and gave it to him on tiptoe. Tie on: "Aren't you cold?"

Xue Ting hid his little thoughts, with a warm look in his eyes, and brought him to his side, calmly: "It's quite warm."

It was only after entering the classroom at school that Tong Huai took off his full body protection, still immersed in the joy of learning to ride a bicycle.

Zhao Gou finished copying his homework painstakingly, turned around and saw that Tong Huai was in high spirits, feeling displeased with this thick-eyed betrayer, and maliciously teased: "Brother Tong, is this in love, so happy."

Chen Yuan sang together: "You don't understand this, our brother Tong is romantic, and we will confess our love until the first snow day. Didn't it snow this year?"

"Then what should we do? If it doesn't snow this year, Xiaotong will be broken in love."

"roll roll roll."

Tong Huai's teenage heart was played with, he became angry from embarrassment, and violently fanned others.

He does not mean that.

Xue Ting looked at the gloomy sky outside, and tapped the table with his fingertips.

Is it the first snow?

After living for 17 years, for the first time, he childishly and earnestly hoped that it would snow soon.

Not so fast.