my summer

Winter came very early this year, as if the temperature dropped below ten degrees overnight.In the sunny weather, the corridor between classes was bustling with people.

The three of me, Xia Zhi, and Lei Ming leaned against the fence basking in the sun, chatting nonsense.

"Hey? Why didn't Wang Hao come out for a sun meeting?" Lei Ming asked, "How warm it is."

"Sleeping on the table." Xia Zhi said, "He took a cold shower last night, and today he has a bit of a cold, and he complained of being sleepy after taking the medicine in the morning."

"Is there no hot water in your dormitory?" I asked.

"No," Xia Zhi shook his head, "If you want hot water, you can only go to the cafeteria to get it. There is a time limit, and girls alone have to queue for a long time, so boys seldom go to join in the fun."

"Damn it, our school looks very glamorous on the outside, I didn't expect the accommodation conditions to be so difficult." Lei Ming was surprised, "Then you can only take cold showers all year round?"

"Yeah, taking a cold shower is good for your health." Xia Zhi smiled lightly.

"Healthy fart!" I said, "you will come home with me every weekend and bring a change of clothes."

Xia Zhi paused, looked at me for a while, and said, "No need, my body is strong."

I glared at him, and said in a rare commanding tone, "I don't care, you have to go home with me on weekends."

"That's right, you can go on the summer solstice," Lei Ming said, "It's so cold, how cool it is to take a comfortable hot bath."

Xia Zhi was still hesitating, my face darkened, "If you don't want to go, I will break up with you!"

"Okay, I'll go..." He said helplessly.

At that time, we still had half a day of class on Saturday, and I don’t know if this is the case in high schools across the country.Parents are very happy about this overlord rule of the school, but our students are miserable.How cruel it is to sleep in only one day a week!

After school, I said to Xia Zhi: "Go back to the dormitory and pack your clothes."

He took out a backpack from the drawer and put it on the table, "I've brought it."

I gave him a thumbs up and laughed, "Efficiency! Let's go."

I didn't expect that one day, Xia Zhi would sit on the back seat of my bicycle, kissing my back from time to time on his chest.I think back to that summer vacation when I was a kid, sitting in the backseat of my dad with him.It was my chest that kept kissing his back.

"Yangyang," Xia Zhi's voice came from behind, "What, is auntie at home?"

"She, usually doesn't come back until evening, sometimes it's very late." I said.

"Oh..." Xia Zhi replied in a low voice.

"Oh, it's okay," I said, "I told her that I would take my classmates home, and she even asked my aunt to cook more dishes. Besides, haven't you met her before? There's nothing to be nervous about."

"I'm not nervous, just a little... a little..." he stammered.

"You're afraid of embarrassment, aren't you?" I said, "Don't be afraid, the business of the adults has nothing to do with us, not to mention that it's been so many years, my mother may have forgotten."

"Well," he quietly put his hand under my clothes, "listen to you."

"Damn it! It's cold!" I felt a bone-chilling chill on my side, I lost control of my hands briefly, and the front of the car swayed suddenly, and it took me a long time to stabilize it.

He laughed loudly, "The big revenge is finally avenged!"

"Children!" I said angrily.But he murmured in his heart, why are his hands so cold?The current temperature is not particularly low, and at a young age, it is not so...

When I got home, my aunt had prepared a rich meal, which was steaming hot.We put down our schoolbags and started eating.

"Here," I picked up a large drumstick and handed it to him, then picked up one myself, "Cheers! No, dry legs!"

"Damn it!" He laughed and touched the chicken leg to mine, and gnawed on it.

After dinner, I took him to my room.

"Let's take a rest first, you can't take a shower immediately after eating." I sat on the bed and patted the seat next to me, "Sit whatever you want, you're welcome."

Xia Zhi sat beside me and looked around my room. "Your room is quite big, there are so many books, and there is a guitar, can you play it?"

He walked over to pick up the guitar I put in the corner, fiddled with it a few times, and then stretched out in front of me, "Let's play a piece."

I hugged the guitar in my arms, raised my legs, and said in a whisper: "What do you want to hear, order it."

"Hmm... "Rainbow", Yuquan's." He said.

"...No." I said.

"Then Zhang Xinzhe's "Overfire." He said.

"...No." I said.

""Glorious Years"? "Broad Sea and Sky"? "Love Song 1999"?" He asked several songs in a row.

My head shook like a rattle.

"... Then you can play whichever song you know..." He completely surrendered.

I thought about it and started to pluck the guitar strings.I played Jay Chou's "Xing Qing" for him, not only playing, but also singing.

He sat down on the floor at my feet and listened enthralled, shaking his head to the beat as he listened.

As soon as my performance was over, his applause rang out, "Yangyang, you play the guitar really well, and you sing really well."

"Hey," I blushed a little when I was praised, "Actually, the guitar is not difficult to learn, how about I teach you?"

"Okay, okay!" He immediately nodded excitedly.

"Then tell me the truth first," I said, "do you have any purpose in learning the guitar? To pick up girls?"

He blushed slightly, "What nonsense are you talking about, I'm just curious." After a while, he asked back, "Did you learn the guitar to pick up girls?"

I smiled mysteriously, "Of course."

He was obviously taken aback. "Really?"

"I learned the guitar because of my mother." I said with a smile, "Do you think that counts as picking up girls?"

He glared at me, grabbed the guitar and hugged it in his arms, "Let's start learning today, Mr. Zhang."

I also sat on the ground and explained to him in detail from the composition of the guitar to the basic fingering.He has been quick to learn new things since elementary school, and the guitar is no exception.After a whole afternoon, he was able to play Little Star slowly according to the numbered notation.

"Yangyang, come out to have dinner with your classmates." The aunt said at the door.

"What?" Xia Zhi was dumbfounded, "It's dinner so soon? Why do I feel like I just had lunch?"

I lay down on the bed and said lazily, "You are already immersed in the guitar world, and time flies faster in that world."

"Then I'll go back to school after eating and taking a shower," he said.

"Stay with me tonight," I sat up and looked at him, "Don't go back, there is no class tomorrow."

He touched the guitar, nodded and agreed, "Okay."

When dinner was almost finished, my mother came back alone.

"Auntie, hello." Xia Zhi stood up and greeted her.

My mother stared at him for a while, as if thinking of something: "Are you the son of that... that..."

"Sun Mei," Xia Zhi said, "I am Sun Mei's son, Xia Zhi."

My mother laughed, "Yes! I said why it looks familiar. I saw you once when I was a child. I have a deep impression of this name."

"Mom, I'm in the same class as Xia Zhi now," I said happily, "his grades are better than mine, so I took him home and asked him to tutor me."

"Oh, you guys are destined to be together." Mom was even happier, "Okay, okay, you should study hard."

After dinner, I continued to play the guitar, and I urged Xia Zhi to take a shower first.

He washed it very quickly, and it came out in less than 10 minutes.I then went to take a bath, thinking that Xia Zhi was lonely in the room alone, so I took a bath faster than usual.I then tossed mine into the washing machine along with his dirty clothes, and Auntie would come and wash them off the next day.

When I ran into the room, Xia Zhi was sitting on the chair in front of the desk wearing only long johns and long johns. The slightly tight clothes outlined his slender figure.

"Why don't you stay under the quilt, it's so cold outside." As I said, the person had jumped onto the bed and got into the quilt, "Come here!"

He slowly got into bed, "You only have a quilt, how can we cover it?"

"My quilt is for two people. It is wide and thick. Are you afraid of freezing?" I said.

"What if I grab your quilt in the middle of the night? Or you grab my quilt?" he said.

"... When we were young, didn't we also cover ourselves with a towel? I didn't see anyone robbing anyone..." I said.

"That's different, it doesn't matter if it's summer," he said.

I thought to myself, given your habit of pestering people when you sleep, it would be strange if the quilt could be taken away.

"Then are you going to sleep or not?" I thumped the bed, "I don't have any extra quilts at home."

He lay down obediently, "Sleep..."

The author has something to say: Hmm... got into another bed...