Xiaoman

When he got home at night, Liu Xiaoman felt that time passed faster than usual, but he went to bed later than usual.

He can't sleep.

The mood is a bit like when the teacher said to go to the spring outing when I was a child, the first night was always extraordinarily difficult.

A little bit of anticipation, and a little bit embarrassed to admit the excitement.

After chatting with grandpa, he went back to the bedroom. He would definitely not be very efficient tomorrow. He calmed down and finished the rest of the political questions, and he also finished all the tasks in the plan for tomorrow. When he looked up again, he had already it is midnight.

He flipped through his old notes, thinking about what to tell him when he went to Xia Liang's house tomorrow. After packing up all the books, he climbed onto the bed and found that Xia Liang had sent him a message.

It was sent at zero o'clock, and the content was only eight characters.

- happy new year , boy friend

Liu Xiaoman stared at these words several times, turned over on the bed with the corner of his mouth hooked.

little boyfriend.

Whether you hear it or see it, these words are still too much.

He checked the time, it was 35:[-], wondering if Xia Liang had fallen asleep, and tried to send him a reply: You too

-why are not you sleeping

Xia Liang quickly returned to him.

Liu Xiaoman hurriedly continued typing: Aren’t you too?

- do you know how to type these four words

Xia Liang replied him.

You too.

Neither do you.

Liu Xiaoman was amused by him, and the two sentences seemed a bit perfunctory.

-sleep early

He sent it to Xia Liang.

After thinking about it, I added another sentence: I will find you tomorrow

- Do you think you want to come to me, so happy that you can't sleep

Smug.

Liu Xiaoman thought in his heart, seeing Xia Liang's name showing that the other party was typing, so he didn't type, and waited to see what he had to say.

- If you can't sleep, there should be several URLs in my favorites, watch and play by yourself

Xia Liang said.

After that time, Liu Xiaoman really didn't dare to go to Xia Liang's collections again. Seeing what Xia Liang said now, even though he was separated from the phone, he felt like he was being secretly observed, so he was very embarrassed.

Also marvel at how big Ha-ryung's face is.

How can these things be said so frankly?

-dont see

-sleep

-Good night

He hit the past with unprecedented speed.

Then he couldn't sleep.

It's not that I'm not sleepy, my eyelids are already quite tired, and this point will be able to fall down when I rest normally.

But he obviously closed his eyes, and his cerebral cortex jumped on its own, as if he had taken the wrong medicine, and there were scenes after scenes in front of him, all of which were Xia Liang.

Xia Liang talked to him.

Xia Liang smiled at him.

Xia Liang squeezed his hand while talking solemnly.

Xia Liang pulled him over in the sudden darkness, kissed from the bridge of the nose to the lips, and breathed on the cheek.

Liu Xiaoman buried his eyes on the pillow vigorously with his eyes closed, turned over again, spread out into half a "big" character, and stared at the ceiling.

Every time Xia Liang kissed him, he was a little fierce.

Don't give people a chance to refuse, and let people not refuse.

No matter where the kiss is, the mouth or the neck and shoulders, there is a strength that makes the knees itch.

Still had a bite today.

He pursed his lips, raised his legs and sat on the quilt to lie on his side, staring at the wall.

He was also too courageous. If there was a call at that time, he really didn't even dare to think about it.

I was scared, but that feeling...

Liu Xiaoman closed his eyes, felt the squirming of a certain part, and stretched out his hand feverishly.

Although he slept late the night before, he woke up earlier than usual the next morning.

When Mimi stared and opened his eyes, the alarm clock still hadn't rung. He looked towards the bedside, and there were still two and a half minutes before the bell rang.

Grandpa had already woken up, and he could be heard busy in the kitchen. Liu Xiaoman didn't stay in bed anymore, sat up and put on his clothes, folded the quilt, and opened half of the window to wake up and ventilate.

The paper that was used up yesterday was still on the bedside table next to the big octopus. He quickly took it down and threw it into the trash can. Suddenly, he wondered what Xia Liang would do with the paper when he was doing these things.

Followed by the imminent picture.

Liu Xiaoman hurriedly braked.

He felt as if he was sick, how could he deal with it, and could he still eat it?

Today is New Year's Day, there are not as many people buying breakfast as usual, and the dishes prepared by my grandfather are also less, and the stalls are sold out and received quickly, and they are almost sold out around 08:30, and I am ready to move back.

Liu Xiaoman hesitated and didn't know how to arrange it, should he go now, or wait another hour.

If it is arranged according to the school time, the second class is about to start now, which is the time for Xia Liang to sleep.

In case he hasn't woken up, or grandpa hasn't left, it's embarrassing to think about it.

"What are you thinking about?" Grandpa asked him, "It depends on what you want to do in the morning."

"I'm going to my classmate's house today, sir." Liu Xiaoman agreed.

"Which classmate, the one who came to see you that day?" Grandpa looked at him.

"En." Liu Xiaoman nodded.

"Then you bring something for someone." Grandpa washed his hands and went to rummage in the kitchen.

Liu Xiaoman leaned against the kitchen door frame embarrassedly, and said, "I brought him a can."

"What is one bottle enough for?" Grandpa smiled.

"It's a lot," Liu Xiaoman thought about it, "Put another big bottle?"

"Just pretend, I'll pour you a bottle of rice wine." Grandpa said.

"Okay." Liu Xiaoman happily took out two large glass bottles.

It is more natural to have something to carry than to have nothing, so that even if you go early, you can still push the blame to grandpa psychologically.

After filling the cans and rice wine and stuffing them into his schoolbag, he sent Xia Liang a WeChat message: Are you awake?

After sending it, he checked the time, it was 10:[-], thinking in his heart that if Xia Liang didn't reply to him, he would wait another [-] minutes.

As a result, the phone turned on 2 minutes later, and Xia Liang replied him with a word: Come on.

Liu Xiaoman stuffed his phone under the pillow, put on his schoolbag and checked it again, went to the living room and turned on the TV to find a show for his grandpa, and called out "Grandpa".

Grandpa started coughing as soon as he agreed on the balcony. He was worried when he heard it, so he quickly took off his schoolbag and went to soak a bowl of banlangen.

When the weather is warmer, I must go to the hospital with my grandfather for an examination. It's really not good to cough like this. The sound is getting worse and worse, like a bellows.

The cough subsided, and before he could speak, Grandpa asked, "Are you coming back for lunch?"

Liu Xiaoman felt that he couldn't come back, and Xia Liang definitely couldn't let him leave in the morning.

Originally, he was also looking forward to it. It should be interesting to have lunch with Xia Liang and do something casually.But thinking about it now, it's also New Year's Day, so it would be too unfilial for grandpa to eat at home by himself.

And Grandpa Xia Liang might not be going fishing today.

He only thought of this question as if he woke up.

"Otherwise I won't go?" He said to Grandpa.

"Go." Grandpa immediately waved his hands at him, "Go and play with your friends, they will probably keep you for lunch at noon, you can wink and go home when it's all ready, don't really sit there and eat."

"It's just him and his grandpa at home, grandpa may not be at home." Liu Xiaoman explained.

Grandpa looked at him for a while, then laughed "Hey" twice: "You still want to go."

Liu Xiaoman also smiled, and shyly pressed the remote control to change channels: "I'm not watching today's New Year's Day, I don't want you..."

"Hey," grandpa interrupted him, sitting on the stool and drinking Banlangen, "young people just play with young people, what are you doing watching over me, old man. Old people don't pay attention to New Year's Day. If you want to go out during the Chinese New Year, I can't let you out."

"Then I'll come back early to eat at night." Liu Xiaoman said.

"Well," grandpa raised his hand to let him come over, Liu Xiaoman stretched out his head, and grandpa patted the back of his head, "you finally take a vacation, have fun."

Liu Xiaoman had already reached the door, and remembered Fan Yiyang again, and hurriedly turned around to tell his grandfather: "By the way, if Brother Yang Yang comes, don't say that I went to a classmate's house, just say that I went to school."

"What?" Grandpa looked at him with a bowl in his hand.

"Don't say it anyway," Liu Xiaoman was a little awkward, "He doesn't like that classmate of mine very much."

"You go." Grandpa nodded.

Walking to the door of Xia Liang's house, Liu Xiaoman took a breath and looked up at the sky.

Wipe the blue.

This was the first time he went to someone else's house other than Fan Yiyang's house, and he felt like a thief when he knocked on the door.

Originally, he only knocked three times, but thinking that Xia Liang's house had a small yard, he might not be able to hear him, so he knocked three more times.

As a result, the door opened before the last knock.

Xia Liang appeared at the door in his pajamas and pulled him in directly.

"If you come a little later, I'll go back to sleep." Xia Liang said.

As soon as Liu Xiaoman saw him, he didn't feel nervous anymore, and he happily dragged him into the house.

Xiaoguo came out of the living room, stretched his waist and let out a cry. He greeted Xiaoguo, took his schoolbag off his shoulder and put it on the table, intending to take out rice wine and cans for Xia Liang.

"This is my grandfather..." Before he finished speaking, Xia Liang grabbed his waist and kissed him.

First kissed, then moved away to take a look at Liu Xiaoman, then kissed again, putting Liu Xiaoman between the table and himself, and poked the tip of his tongue through the gap between his lips.

Xiaoguo lay at the door watching them, stretched out his paws and let out a "meow".

Liu Xiaoman listened to its movements, even though he knew it was a cat, he still felt ashamed to be seen.Every time Xia Liang hooked it from the tip of his tongue to the palate, his Tianling Gai tensed up and reacted uncontrollably.

When Xia Liang let go of him, both of them were trembling and a little anxious.

"Does my toothpaste smell good?" Xia Liang pressed against his forehead and continued to rub his lips, with a smile in his voice, and the sand that was a little heavy after kissing, "The kind that the lid can be pushed open directly."

Speaking of this, they both laughed. Liu Xiaoman still remembered that Xia Liang asked him how to squeeze toothpaste every day. At that time, Xia Liang's arm had just been broken, and the two of them hadn't been so...intimate.

It's amazing how people relate to people.

They put their heads to each other and laughed for a long time, Xiaoguopala door made a sound, Liu Xiaoman suddenly reacted, and pushed Xia Liang: "Is grandpa at home?"

"Just call me grandpa?" Xia Liang took another bite on the tip of his nose, let him go to get a bag of grapes from the refrigerator, turned around and walked towards the kitchen, "I went out early in the morning, and I feel exhausted if I don't fish all day. .”

Liu Xiaoman breathed a sigh of relief, followed Xia Liang to the kitchen, and repeated the rice wine and canned food he brought: "My grandfather asked me to bring them. Today is New Year's Day after all. I'm afraid you will have a family dinner together."

"No, it's not a holiday at my house." Xia Liang put two roti grapes into a large glass bowl to wash, and asked while washing, "Then you're here, what about your grandpa, eat it by yourself?"

"That's why I think I'm not filial," Liu Xiaoman scratched his face, "But on days like this, brother Yangyang would come over and ask us to eat together."

Xia Liang washed the grapes and looked at him.

Liu Xiaoman let out an "ah" and changed the subject: "Today I took notes on the previous essays..."

Before he finished speaking, Xia Liang grabbed a grape and stuffed it into his mouth.

He could only chew and eat.

There were no seeds.

"I..." He just opened his mouth after eating, another one.

"I don't..." Another one, this time even the fingertips were stuffed into his mouth.

"I don't want to eat!" Liu Xiaoman backed away, grunting.

Xia Liang couldn't help laughing: "Is it sweet?"

Liu Xiaoman glared at him, swallowed the grapes in his mouth, and nodded honestly: "Sweet."

"I brought you the Wenzong notes today," he continued leaning against the wall. "If you don't want to copy it, you can make a copy later. Today we will mainly do all the homework. I will explain it to you while doing it."

"Liu Xiaoman," Xia Liang interrupted him with a smile, turned around with the washed grapes in his hand, put one leg in between his legs, and looked at him with drooping eyelids, "You don't really think that today is Are you here to make up lessons?"