Xiaoman

"It's okay, I'm with my classmates... Ah, no need to call the police, yes, this is Xia Liang's number... OK, I see, I'll go back in the evening and eat at home... Okay, Aunt Mei, goodbye." Liu Xiaoman hung up He dropped the phone and lay on the pillow to check the time.

14: 48.

"Why did you call the police?" Xia Liang returned to the bedroom with a glass bowl full of strawberries, kissed Liu Xiaoman from behind, and stuffed one into his mouth.

"You can't see me and you can't contact me when you get home. I almost called the police." Liu Xiaoman turned over and sat up, chewing strawberries twice with one puffed cheek, then moved his butt uncomfortably, leaning against the head of the bed, very Sighed lightly.

Xia Liang looked at him and smiled.

"What are you laughing at?" Liu Xiaoman clamped his calf with his toes.

"Is it still uncomfortable?" Xia Liang slid his hand along Liu Xiaoman's thigh and pinched his buttocks.

Liu Xiaoman put on a pair of Xia Liang's big underpants, with the trousers legs open, which is very convenient for playing hooligans with his hands and feet.He smiled and curled his legs to avoid Xia Liang's hand, his ears were red, he was very embarrassed: "itch, don't pinch me."

Last night, no, it should be said that they didn't sleep until dawn this morning.

When Liu Xiaoman closed his eyes, he could hear Grandpa Xia Liang getting up. He was very nervous. He didn't even know where his underwear was thrown by Xia Liang. Throw him out in a rage.But I couldn't bear it any longer. As soon as my eyelids touched, I fell asleep until two o'clock in the afternoon like a coma.

When he opened his eyes again, Xia Liang had already woken up and asked for a pile of food. Liu Xiaoman went to take a bath in a daze. Dressed from inside to outside, I'm afraid to have a live broadcast face to face.

"I'm asking you, are you feeling uncomfortable? If you can't, just buy some ointment, cool oil, etc." Xia Liang was much more open-minded than him, sitting cross-legged on the bed, stuffing strawberries into Liu Xiaoman's mouth one by one.

Liu Xiaoman just couldn't imagine hearing the words "Qingliangyou". With a sound of "hey", he stopped eating the strawberries. He twisted his body and hugged Xia Liang's waist, then lay down again, buried his face in his stomach and muttered: " Don't keep reminding me."

Xia Liang was amused by him, he brushed Liu Xiaoman's hair, lowered his head and kissed his ear.

One kiss was not enough, he lifted Liu Xiaoman's clothes and reached in, touching and kissing twice.

Liu Xiaoman liked Xia Liang kissing him, and after being kissed a few times, he turned his face away and kissed Xia Liang.

Although the latter is indeed... not very exciting, after all, the first experience is very subtle psychologically and physically.

But after this kind of embarrassing and shy, exciting and undisturbed intimate experience once, the relationship between him and Xia Liang seemed to have erased the last layer of reserved screens. Psychologically more intimate and at ease.

It's the hottest time in the afternoon, the air conditioner is turned on in the room, the curtains are drawn, the light is just right, the two of them don't have any worries, they are wrapped in the air conditioner blanket lazily next to each other, as if time has slowed down, Unspeakably comfortable.

"Are you going back in the evening?" Xia Liang turned on the projector and found a movie, cushioned the pillows, and leaned against the head of the bed with Liu Xiaoman in his arms to watch together.

"Yeah." Liu Xiaoman put his legs on Xia Liang's body, and hugged him for a while, "I have no home after the exam, my grandfather should be worried."

Xia Liang stroked his thighs and back, then slid down his belly to his chest and neck, and touched: "Take this body back with you?"

"Shouldn't you see it?" Liu Xiaoman tugged at his collar, sat up and looked down.

Xia Liang hugged him back: "I can't see it, just don't wear two stripes to hang around."

Liu Xiaoman pulled Xia Liang's vest and looked at him.

"What are you looking for?" Xia Liang smiled, "You didn't talk to me, you didn't have anything."

"You know?" Liu Xiaoman leaned over to bite him lightly, "Like a dog..."

The hair swept across his chin, Xia Liang squinted his eyes and stretched his neck, rubbed the hands on Liu Xiaoman's waist and back vigorously, wiped off the vest with his arms, and pressed Liu Xiaoman into the bed: "Then you Bite it back."

The little boy who opened the gate in adolescence is as energetic as a wild dog.

The nonsense continued until after five o'clock, when Xia Liang sent Liu Xiaoman home, they walked for almost half an hour across a small road, and the pace of both of them slowed down again and again.However, the path during the day is incomparable to that at night, and people pass through it every now and then, so you can't make any big moves.

But it is not necessary.

Just touch each other with shoulders and arms, tickle me and tickle you with your ankles, or scratch your opponent's palm twice with your fingers, even if you say "Look, there's a dog over there", both of them can smile at each other stand up.

They are in love, so the world is so cute.

All the way to the corridor of Liu Xiaoman's house, Xia Liang hugged Liu Xiaoman and kissed again, and said softly: "Find me tomorrow."

Liu Xiaoman nodded with a "hmm", and with his arms still on Xia Liang's waist, he moved his feet and asked him, "What time?"

"It's up to you." Xia Liang rubbed the bridge of his nose against his, "It's fine at two o'clock in the middle of the night."

Liu Xiaoman thought that you can do it but I can't do it, and he was reluctant to let go, and wanted to get tired again. Someone upstairs heard the sound of opening the door, so scared that he jumped on the spot and walked upstairs.

"Slow down." Xia Liang laughed uncontrollably.

Aunt Mei called Liu Xiaoman home in a hurry and called the police. In fact, there was nothing wrong, but she was worried that Liu Xiaoman lost contact outside.

Before Liu Xiaoman changed her shoes when she entered the house, she shouted "I'm finally back" and came out of the kitchen to greet her, looked at Liu Xiaoman with a "Yo", and smiled: "Xia Liang's clothes?"

"Yeah." Liu Xiaoman smiled, called "Auntie", and went into the living room to look for his grandfather.

"Your father and your aunt, I have something for you." Grandpa and Cancan watched TV on the sofa every day, and didn't ask how Liu Xiaoman was doing in the exam, and didn't pay attention to him changing clothes, just smiled and pulled His hands clapped together.

"Your father is in a hurry, I want to wait for your father to come back and give it to you together." Aunt Mei washed her hands, took a paper bag from the bedroom and handed it to Liu Xiaoman, "Look, see if you like it."

"I know what it is! It's—!" Cancan shouted halfway, covering her mouth to keep in suspense.

Liu Xiaoman didn't pick it up, so he felt it was a mobile phone. He opened the bag and saw a small box with a mobile phone pattern inside, sure enough.

He was very embarrassed, looked at Grandpa and then at Aunt Mei: "It's quite expensive, isn't it?"

"How expensive can you be? We have to have expensive ones. You didn't say that you lost your mobile phone before. I see that your classmates have them. They all take out their mobile phones when they leave the examination room... Besides, they are all going to college soon. I go out to play every day during the holidays, and I can’t even make a phone call when I go out.” Aunt Mei said quickly, she simply opened the box, took out the phone and stuffed it into his hand, looking at him expectantly, "Just tell me if you like it or not! The phone card is ready and inserted for you."

"Last night, as soon as your father came back, he dragged him to buy it." Grandpa pointed to Aunt Mei, in a good mood, "Your aunt's heart."

"Hee hee!" Cancan was inexplicably shy, and buried her face in Aunt Mei's lap.

It's impossible to say that you don't like it. Liu Xiaoman's thumb slid on the brand new screen. He couldn't tell whether he was more happy, or more moved and complicated. The mixed emotions could only be turned into a sincere "" Thank you, Aunt May."

"When did you stop talking to Auntie, Auntie has to thank you." Aunt Mei touched his head with a smile, went into the kitchen and continued to work, "My food!"

"Yangyang called yesterday." Grandpa patted him again, "I want to ask you how you did in the exam. If you have a mobile phone, you can give him a call yourself."

Liu Xiaoman and his grandfather looked at each other for a while, and his grandfather only looked at him with kindness—he hoped that Liu Xiaoman would be "good" in every way, as long as he was good, that was the only thought left in his life.His heart knot was tied because of Liu Xiaoman, and it was also solved for Liu Xiaoman.

He was obviously very happy, but Liu Xiaoman wanted to cry for no reason. He bent over and hugged his grandfather, and rubbed his forehead in the palm of his still weak left hand: "Okay."

But before contacting Fan Yiyang, he called Xia Liang first.

"I knew I had to buy it for you at home." Xia Liang's tone was very pleasant, "So I didn't bring it to you."

"What?" Liu Xiaoman was stunned.

"Mobile phone." Xia Liang didn't hide it from him, "I originally bought one as a birthday present for you, but I definitely don't want to give it to you at that time. I want to wait until the college entrance examination is over and see the situation. Your aunt is really good, the first one It’s more ceremonial to send a mobile phone at home.”

Liu Xiaoman stood on the balcony staring blankly at the glowing red sunset outside the window, and called "Brother Liang", not knowing what to say.

Now he believes more and more that he is lucky, and the loss and pain will eventually pass, in exchange for the present happiness and luck.

"Don't be moved," Xia Liang said with a smile, "I'll change it for my own use after I hang up the phone."

"Oh." Liu Xiaoman laughed and asked him quickly, "You gave me the math problem book last year, too?"

"Otherwise? We are very practical in giving gifts in a pragmatic manner. Don't think that you can be fooled by the happy birthday on the two little torn papers." Xia Liang said.

"It's too practical." Liu Xiao's eyes widened, "Then what do you want?"

"Pragmatists also need to pay attention to sentimentality, my little classmate." Xia Liang smiled again, "Think about it yourself. Year after year, some of them will be birthdays waiting for you."

"Brother Liang." Liu Xiaoman yelled again, unable to open his mouth when he wanted to say something.

"Understood, I love you too." Xia Liang replied naturally, "Wow!"

"...Da da da." Liu Xiaoman answered the question in his heart, and hung up the phone with a smile.

It was easier than imagined to contact Fan Yiyang again.

Fan Yiyang's familiar "Xiaoman?" came out of the receiver, and memories of the past ten years suddenly swirled in his mind.

Fan Yiyang when he was a child and him when he was a child, the love and care from Fan's family, little by little, no matter a crock pot of stew or a set of exercises, even a caring look, it is all true.

It can't be blurred, and it can't be erased.

Liu Xiaoman really can't explain his current feelings for Fan Yiyang, rationally he understands that what happened back then cannot be regarded as Fan Yiyang's responsibility.

I really want to be held accountable, from the construction team who didn't take precautions, to the parents who didn't warn him about the danger... It's really hard to pin the responsibility on one person for such an accident, let alone the responsibility for the accident back then. Both the construction team and the construction unit's pursuit of responsibility ended without a problem, but Fan Yiyang, who took this responsibility on himself, was just a kid who didn't have much common sense than him.

But emotionally, it is also difficult for him not to imagine a lot of "if".

If Fan Yiyang didn't look at him at that time, if Fan Yiyang pulled him over and said "forget it" when he was about to climb the telegraph pole, if they didn't participate in that boring competition between children at all... After all, the game lost It is not a piece of clothing or a shoe, what is lost is his arm, and what changes is his life.

It happens that there is no if.

But maybe this is how people live, and they need to constantly find a balance among various difficult-to-balance events.

At least compared to those who lost their lives, or lost their arms, or lost more, he is already very lucky. There are always people who have not given up on him——grandpa, himself, Xiao Fan Yiyang, and even the returning Liu Yong and the newly joined Mei Aunt, even Xia Liang.

He really wasn't unlucky.

It may take a long time to completely let go, but he is willing to try to reconcile with every pain in the past.

Not for forgiveness and sentiment, but for himself who has a long life.

As Xia Liang said: In life, we have to look forward.

"Ah, it's me." Liu Xiaoman smiled at the phone, "Brother Yangyang."

The chat with Fan Yiyang was also the same as in the past. They both consciously didn’t mention the confession in the rehabilitation hospital. Fan Yiyang only asked him about the status of the college entrance examination. of".

There is no way to ask questions about other specific scores and filling in volunteers, and the scores will not be issued until the 20th.

The period before the score is just for fun.

Li Meng has excellent organizational skills in "playing", and invites a few people to gather together every once in a while.

They go to eat and drink, go to the movies, go to the car for more than an hour to eat a bowl of special Liangpi salamander that can be enjoyed while treading water in the river, and go on a two-day trip to the popular scenic spot newly developed in Linshi, and enjoy it in the amusement park. The haunted house with more people than ghosts was so crowded that he almost suffered from heat stroke. He went to the secret room to escape and was dizzy, and was taken away by Xia Liang the whole way.

Whether it's a few people or a group of people, Liu Xiaoman and Xia Liang are always together, the joy of quietly falling in love under the eyes of the whole world makes people want to grin and hum in their dreams.

When they didn't want to go out, the two of them stayed at Xia Liang's house, eating, drinking and watching movies.

Watching both that kind of movie and "that" kind of movie.

The last and only time Liu Xiaoman watched "that kind of" movie was on Xia Liang's old cell phone, and he didn't even see the main topic. When someone bumped him through his clothes, he thought Xia Liang was dead.

When he really saw "that kind of" movie, he was still facing such a big projection screen on the bed with Xia Liang. As soon as the white and colorful visual picture popped up, and matched with those voices, his scalp instantly became tense.

"It's too..." His insteps were tense, his toes scratched on the sheet, and he murmured about the appropriate description, "Is it exaggerated?"

Xia Liang hugged him from behind, arched his neck with a smile, from the sensitive stump to the hot and throbbing neck veins, and then buried it behind his ticklish ears, the tip of his nose pressed into his temple hair, his breath gradually heated up, bringing out An ambiguous sound.

The hand on the waist moved without knowing where it went in, Liu Xiaoman arched his back in an "ah", but was pushed back forcefully by Xia Liang, his lower abdomen convulsed and became weak.

"Wait...Brother Liang, is the door locked?" Liu Xiaoman struggled to reach out of the bed, and after a while he could only grunt helplessly, retracting his grip on the edge of the bed.

"Comfortable?" Xia Liang bullied people in a low voice, and in his busy schedule, he pulled the thin blanket over and wrapped the two of them in it.

The joy of youth is boundless.