Xiaoman

The next day was sunny, no rain, but windy.

The playground was full of heat, and the flag was blown around 360 degrees. Liu Xiaoman looked over there from the class, wondering why every time he went out with Xia Liang, it would be a windy day.

"I can't have lunch with your Brother Yangyang at noon, should you send him a text message, or tell him after he comes over?" Xia Liang asked while sliding his phone beside him.

Liu Xiaoman was also thinking about this question, looking at Xia Liang for two seconds, he shook his head.

Will not work.

The problem is not the way of communication, but that no matter how you say it, you can't get around "Xia Liang".

Fan Yiyang just persuaded him earnestly yesterday, and the persuasion effect only lasted for one afternoon plus half the night, so let's forget about it. When he was going to have dinner with Fan Yiyang the next day, he even ran out with Xia Liang directly.

Liu Xiaoman originally thought that noon was a good time, but now that he thinks about it, he just feels a headache.

"Hey." He rested his head on his arm and sighed softly.

"So reluctant?" Xia Liang looked at him.

Liu Xiaoman's heart skipped a beat, and he blurted out, "Did you do it on purpose?"

The two of them were sitting on the table and lying sideways on the table. After looking at each other for a while, Xia Liang suddenly smiled: "Yes."

"..." I don't know if it's true or not, no matter it's true or not, once he admits it, Liu Xiaoman has nothing to say.

shameless.

He muttered something in his heart, turned his head and lay down in the corridor a little embarrassedly, and gave Xia Liang a back of his head.

Sorrow to sorrow, when it is time to leave school at noon, what should be said still has to be said.

Liu Xiaoman didn't dare to go with Xia Liang, guessing that Fan Yiyang was coming soon, so he went to wait for him at the door of the class.

As soon as Fan Yiyang came over from the stairs, he saw Liu Xiaoman lying on the railing, and went to pat him: "Why are you still waiting outside, are you hungry?"

"Brother Yangyang," Liu Xiaoman turned around and smiled at him, and with the thought of dying early and being reborn, he said directly, "I'm going out at noon, you can eat with Lu Hang."

"What's wrong?" Fan Yiyang asked.

"I will accompany my classmates to the hospital." Liu Xiaoman said.

Fan Yiyang nodded and looked at him: "Xia Liang?"

Liu Xiaoman guessed that he could guess it too, and didn't want to lie, so he said "um" without anything to say.

He was ready to be reprimanded by Fan Yiyang again, but Fan Yiyang just nodded, turned around and left without saying anything.

"Yang..." Liu Xiaoman was stunned, and stretched out his hand to pull him, but before he could raise his arm, someone pulled him back.

"Let's go." Xia Liang said behind him.

Liu Xiaoman frowned, and turned around helplessly: "Brother Yangyang is angry."

"Yeah." Xia Liang looked at him, "It's my turn next."

"..." Liu Xiaoman looked towards the stairs again, Fan Yiyang was walking very fast, and now he was wrapped in the flow of people in the corridor, and disappeared when he went downstairs.

Fan Yiyang was so angry that he didn't want to talk to him, the blow to Liu Xiaoman was indeed a bit big.

He didn't come back to his senses all the way to the school gate, thinking about how to explain to Fan Yiyang at night.

But the problem is that it can't be explained.

What's the matter.

Distraught, he followed Xia Liang.

Xia Liang stopped, so did he, staring at Lu Yazi in front of him in a daze, Fan Yiyang still turned around and left in his mind.

"Liu Xiaoman." Xia Liang called him.

"Huh?" Liu Xiaoman promised to look up, only to realize that they had already walked a long way, and the bus station east of the school was in front of them.

"Look at me." Xia Liang said.

Liu Xiaoman looked at him.

"When you're with me, look at me." Xia Liang looked into his eyes, "Don't think about others, and don't think about other things."

There were people coming and going around, this should have been a useless nonsense, Liu Xiaoman heard it in his ears, but the tension in his heart relaxed a lot.

That's right, it's useless to think about it, even if you think about it, you can't go to Fan Yiyang and let Xia Liang go for a review by himself.

Fan Yiyang was angry because he didn't listen to persuasion, and he couldn't really ignore him in the future. Xia Liang's arm was broken like this once in the whole high school.

It was originally because I broke it, so I went to review myself and then thought about something else with a sad face all the way, that's not the case.

Thinking of this, he said "Oh", Wan Wanyanren smiled at Xia Liang: "Looking at it."

The corners of Xia Liang's mouth also turned up, and he continued to move forward: "Let's go."

"How do we go?" Liu Xiaoman followed him and asked.

Xia Liang originally wanted to go to the intersection and stop a car to look at the station in front of him, but he stopped.

"Let's take a bus." He glanced at the road map, "You can get there by bus 26."

"Okay." Liu Xiaoman took out a few banknotes from his body, took out a five-dollar bill and shook them, "I invite you to sit down."

Xia Liang was so amused by his little gesture of showing off his treasure, he touched the tip of his nose with his index finger, leaned on the stop sign and looked at Liu Xiaoman: "It's so good."

Liu Xiaoman was a little embarrassed by his smile, ignored him, put the money back into his pocket, stood beside Xia Liang and looked in the direction of the car.

Having learned the lesson of not taking money to the convenience store yesterday, he prepared the money when he got home last night, including the money for taxis and lunch, otherwise Xia Liang would pay for it every time, and he felt very sorry.

Within a few minutes, No. 26 ran over from the other side of the road.

There weren't many people on the train on this line, but there were no seats left. When they arrived at their station, a group of students rushed up, and the carriage immediately became a state of being close to each other.

Xia Liang found a relatively spacious seat at the back of the carriage, dragged Liu Xiaoman to stand in front of him, and stretched the ring with his left hand from behind.

This posture is a bit close, and there is a big safety window in front of Liu Xiaoman, reflecting Xia Liang and his posture, he is uncomfortably wrong, and feels that he is the life-saving hammer next to the window, "Kang Bang Bang "Knock" to tap the red warning on the head.

Xia Liang pushed the back of his head with his chin: "Don't arch."

Is this a human language?How can anyone say that people use "arch"?

"I'm not a pig." Liu Xiaoman answered in a low voice.

Xia Liang ignored him, the car drove away, and the person next to him turned upside down according to the force of inertia, and he put in a little more effort to pull the ring.

There are twelve stops from the school to the hospital, half of the carriages are full of students, chattering violently, there are several ups and downs in the middle, and the number of people on the train is adding and subtracting, and there has been no shortage.

When there were more people, Liu Xiaoman's back half was always in contact with Xia Liang, not that tight, but there seemed to be a radar in his back, and every time he rubbed against each other was very clear.

When there were fewer people, he would just look at Xia Liang's reflection on the car window.

I didn't even want to look at it, I just looked at the street scene naturally, but when I looked at it, my eyes were attracted by Xia Liang's face.

During the daytime, the shadow of the glass is very blurred, and there is almost no transparency. If it weren't for the light on their side, they might not even be able to see the outline clearly.

But because of the blur, all the parts that can be mapped out are clear lines, such as the angle of Xia Liang's jaw when he turned his face sideways, the straight nose, the beautiful brow bone, and...

Looking at the glass window, Liu Xiaoman narrowed his eyes.

and dark eyes.

He restrained himself, but Xia Liang did not restrain himself.

Not only did he not restrain himself, he kept looking at Liu Xiaoman on the glass window without blinking, tilted his neck, and wiped behind Liu Xiaoman's ear with his lips.

A shocking spirit "cracked" all over his body along his ears, Liu Xiaoman was startled for breathing, his brain really exploded.

He wanted to jump to the side as if being stepped on, but as soon as he moved, Xia Liang let out an "ah" and said calmly, "My arm hurts."

Why didn't it hurt you to death!

Liu Xiaoman opened his eyes wide and turned to stare at him, from his ears to his cheekbones, and even the rims of his eyes were hot red.

In broad daylight!

Using this posture in this crowded environment, the faces of the two are too close.

Liu Xiaoman could only turn his face back in a mess, and buried his head, not letting the temperature on his face continue to rise.

Before the temperature dropped, the driver slammed on the brakes, and half of the people in the car slammed forward.

On the right of them is a fat middle-aged man, holding a briefcase in one hand and holding a mobile phone in the other hand, all standing by the crowd, Liu Xiaoman just propped up the window to stand still, when he turned his head and saw him with a Swinging this way like a bucket.

Before he had time to think about anything else, he shouted "Finish" in his heart, and twisted his body to block Xia Liang's right arm into his embrace.

This is going to be pissed off, the plaster in front has been covered for so long and it will be in vain.

Fortunately, although the fat man is a fat man, he is also a nimble fat man. Before bumping into him, he pinned his thigh to the seat next to him, and continued to look at his phone unsteadily as if nothing happened.

There were several complaints in the car, and the driver yelled out the window, "You're going to heaven riding an electric donkey!"

Liu Xiaoman breathed a sigh of relief, let go of Xia Liang's arm and stood up.

Xia Liang looked at him with lowered eyelashes, with a smile in his eyes and mouth corners.

He stretched out his right arm from back to front, and put it in front of Liu Xiaoman: "Stop hugging for a while?"

Liu Xiaoman pushed him away.

Xia Liang turned his wrist, grabbed Liu Xiaoman's hand and squeezed it: "I've been my right hand for so long, it's the best one just now."

Liu Xiaoman originally wanted to reply, what else do you want to use, but the words were on the tip of his tongue, remembering Xia Liang's left-handed trick, his stomach ached, and he quickly pulled out his hand and shook it.

Xia Liang's arm was recovering quite well, and it was growing gratifyingly. The doctor looked at the film, but did not remove it, and rewrapped it in plaster. This time it was not so tight, and let him rest for another half a month.

After coming out of the hospital, Xia Liang looked at the time and asked Liu Xiaoman, "Going to eat?"

"What time is it?" Liu Xiaoman asked.

Although he didn't have class in the afternoon when he went back, he still didn't want to be late if he could.

"One point zero seven." Xia Liang said.

One and a half hours left.

"Okay." Liu Xiaoman nodded, "I treat you to eat."

Xia Liang didn't refuse. There was no shortage of restaurants near the hospital. He looked around and remembered that there was a food street diagonally opposite, so he took Liu Xiaoman to walk there.

While waiting for a red light on the side of the road, a tricycle selling candied haws came leisurely by. The wind was so strong that the transparent sugar paper wrapped around the candied haws was rustling.

Liu Xiaoman stared at him, he looked at candied haws, Xia Liang looked at him.

"Either." Xia Liang said.

After he finished speaking, he didn't really care whether Liu Xiaoman wanted it or not, he stopped the tricycle and bought a bunch, and he also specially made the kind wrapped in a packaging bag so that it wouldn't get dusty.

"I don't eat this." Liu Xiaoman realized that he was going to buy it for himself, and hurriedly said.

"Don't eat, hold it." Xia Liang handed it to him.

"I won't lift it." Liu Xiaoman shook his head again.

The aunt who was carrying a vegetable basket next to him glanced at him quickly.

Liu Xiaoman: "..."

The candied haws almost fell from his hand, Xia Liang stuffed the candied haws into his hands, and pretended to be calm while holding back a smile: "It's okay, I'm fine."

Liu Xiaoman didn't want to talk anymore, he just wanted to throw the broken candied haws into the trash can next to him.

I was really reluctant to throw it away, the candied haws were heavy in my hand, and I didn't even open the package.

Blushing and glaring at Xia Liang, he still could only hold it up.

During the time I spent buying this candied haws and researching whether it could be done or not, the red light turned into a green light, and the green light quickly jumped back to the red light.

There was a lot of traffic on the road, horns blared one after another, passers-by who were waiting for the red light at the same time had already passed by against the clock, and a new group continued to wait.

When the counter on the opposite side counted down to ten seconds, Xia Liang suddenly thought of Fan Yiyang and Liu Xiaoman's panicked and stunned face after Fan Yiyang turned and left.

I don't know what to do when I go back, chasing and shouting.

He glanced at Liu Xiaoman, who was also counting the seconds beside him, and raised his hand to flick his earlobe.

Liu Xiaoman thought he was going to talk about whether to do something, so he looked over with a look of wariness.

"Don't like Fan Yiyang anymore." Xia Liang looked at him.

In Liu Xiaoman's stunned expression, the red light jumped to the last second wrapped in the sound of the wind, and passersby shuttled back and forth, rushing past them.