There is light at the wellhead

There is no toilet in the courtyard, and the resident He Jingyang thought about getting one, but Lao He thought it would be troublesome to dig a hole to drain the water, and also thought it smelled bad in the hot weather, so he rejected it.

Passing by the public toilet on the way back, He Jingyang reminded Guan Wei to relieve himself so as not to run out in the middle of the night.As a result, Guan Weiyi saw that the inside was pitch black, and he refused to go in even if he died.The two came back and went out again with a flashlight.

Guan Wei insisted on taking a simple bath, and bought two towels and a piece of soap at the canteen He Jingyang.He himself usually uses soap, but Guan Wei thinks it tastes bad.

After returning home, He Jingyang took Guan Wei to see the "bathroom", which was so hot that it could be boiled. In fact, it was an empty room surrounded by plastic sheets on a concrete floor, with a plastic stool and a bucket on the ground.

Guan Wei carefully unscrewed the faucet of the hose, reached out to catch a handful of water and turned it off again, wondering: "There is no water heater? Then how did you wash it just now?"

"I'm taking a cold shower." He Jingyang reached out and tapped the tip of his nose, "When the water boils, it will be warmed for you. You can only carry a bucket and pour it over. It's a quick fix. Tap water comes out of the leather tube. If it's too cold, it's too hot. You Don't use it."

While waiting for the water to boil, Guan Weiyi followed He Jingyang back and forth, watched him move the "Datong Shop" back into the house, put it on the desk, and asked, "Do you have any news about them?"

"In a few days, we'll have them all. Miss them?"

"Yes. I miss Zhao Bingcai the most and Li Jie the least."

"Why is there a last thing you don't want?"

"After you left, he didn't pay much attention to anyone." Guan Wei was a little unhappy when he thought of Li Jie's unapproachable face. "He even wore a pair of glasses later, so he looked like this~~~" Guan Wei stood up and imitated Li Jie's way of squinting at him. He Jingyang couldn't help but smile, "You are short, so you can only see it this way."

"Then he doesn't think Zhao Bingcai is like this." Guan Wei thought for a while and said unwillingly.

"What do you think?"

"Hey, he doesn't seem to look at Zhao Bingcai at all, and talks directly."

"Maybe it's because he didn't wear custom glasses. Don't think about it blindly, Zhao Bingcai is not as tall as you. Besides, how could he despise you—that look in your eyes, is it contempt?"

"Probably so." Guan Wei replied uncertainly.

He Jingyang: . . .

Guan Wei:. . .

Both of them were numb by the super idiot's boring conversation just now, they looked at each other and giggled.

Guan Wei went to take a shower, He Jingyang locked the rolling gate, and came back to pick and choose among the leftover gadgets from his seniors, trying to find something special for Guan Wei.Before he could find it, Guan Wei finished washing, temporarily wearing He Jingyang's big vest and a pair of sports shorts.

"What to do with He Jingyang? I didn't bring the one inside. Mine has already been washed." Guan Wei wiped her hair with a bitter face.

"Let's hang up the vacancy. The canteen doesn't sell shorts. I don't have many here. It's your second trip and you have no experience." He Jingyang glanced at Guan Wei's place while talking.

Guan Wei was embarrassed, "Don't look!"

"Don't look at it, who cares? I don't have one myself?" He Jingyang smiled and planed out a small abacus welded by balls and spokes, and asked, "Either?"

"No, you can give it to Li Jie, he is the most calculating." Guan Wei scratched in the box for a long time, and picked out a strange thing that didn't look like it.

"What is this? I don't even recognize it myself." It was He Jingyang's random welding when he first started practicing.

"I don't know, I think it looks good, and there is an eye. It can be hung around the neck with a rope, or hung on a keychain." Guan Wei looked at it carefully for a while, and carefully put it into the inner pocket of the army bag. Thinking of something again, he pointed to He Jingyang's neck, "Hey, is your necklace still the same as last year? Why are you wearing it again?"

"I wear it for fun, not often."

"Isn't it a gift from someone?" Guan Wei pointed out something, with a sour air overflowing.

"It was a gift from someone." After He Jingyang finished speaking, he added after thinking about it, "It's really not the object."

"I didn't ask either." Guan Wei snickered.

"Oh." He Jingyang responded, took off the necklace and carefully put it in the drawer.

Guan Wei turned his head and pretended not to see it.

In August, it was still hot outside, but the old house was cloudy.He Jingyang pushed the damp Guan Wei onto the bed, and wrapped him in a towel from head to toe.Sitting on the edge of the bed, I turned on the small desk lamp, took out the paper and pen from the drawer, and started writing and drawing.

"What is this?" Guan Wei moved over wrapped like a rice dumpling.

"Small stove. I'm afraid it won't work well, so draw a sketch first."

Zongzi sat silently by the side watching, and got tired after a while, resting his chin on He Jingyang's shoulder, watching him draw straight lines into curves, and curves into wavy lines, couldn't help pulling his arm out of the towel, grabbed the pencil and said, "Is this our small stove? I thought you were going to make a pansi hole."

He Jingyang had no choice but to let go, thinking that if you lie on me for a while, let alone make a coil hole, I will become a mountain of flames myself.

The distance between the bed and the desk was only a little more than one meter, and Guan Wei squeezed sideways in the middle. The smell of freshly showered soap mixed with the smell of youth, like grass just unearthed in spring, or like reading in the morning in the back mountain of Qingzhong. The blowing wind made He Jingyang distracted, wondering how a piece of soap could wash out such a complicated smell?I also use it myself.

Guan Wei had no distractions, and completed a sketch, "Here! This is the right way!" He threw away the pen, and glanced at He Jingyang in a spirited manner.

He Jingyang was so amused by Guan Wei's rogue child's behavior, he pushed it over with his palm, and bluffed and shouted, "Eighteen falls on the clothes!" And rolled upside down on the bed.

He Jingyang quickly jumped onto the bed, and relying on his strength, he grabbed the two corners of the towel quilt and let the zongzi roll around, until Guan Wei couldn't breathe from laughing, then let go and peeled him out of the towel quilt.

The two looked at each other with smiles for a long time, Guan Wei's heart felt hot, and the words blurted out: "Do you miss me?"

"Think about it."

It was dark in the room, only the small table lamp was kept on diligently.He Jingyang stuck his back against the cool and shady wall, waiting for the inexplicable anxiety to slowly dissipate in the darkness before he dared to lean over.

He buried his head in the crook of Guan Wei's neck, and murmured, "I really miss it, I miss it, I miss it very much", and then hugged him tighter.

Guan Wei felt the tighter and tighter hug, and finally let go of the resentment that had been lingering in his heart for a day.

He let out a sigh of satisfaction, rubbed the tip of his nose against He Jingyang's face, and murmured: "Do you think I look like a cocoon? You are spinning silk to wrap me up, but you can't see what's inside me."

"I can see it." He Jingyang looked down at Guan Wei, and slowly approached him.

Guan Wei's heart beat like a drum, he raised his face subconsciously, parted his lips slightly, but waited for nothing.

He Jingyang rested his chin on Guan Wei's forehead, not looking at those affectionately smiling eyes, but looking at those really annoying eyes.

"I like you." Guan Wei said softly.

He Jingyang didn't speak, and didn't know if he heard it.

Guan Wei's hand traveled up He Jingyang's shoulder, from earlobe, cheek to eyebrow, nose tip, and finally stopped on his lips, eager to try and explore.

He Jingyang hid back in embarrassment, squeezed Guan Wei's fingers, and said, "Hands are so cold, don't make trouble."

Guan Wei stretched out her fingers and lay down, and asked with a casual smile, "That's embarrassing, isn't it still like others?"

"What kind?" He Jingyang suddenly realized what Guan Wei said, and became even more embarrassed, "Just once."

After hearing this, Guan Wei turned her back to He Jingyang.

He Jingyang stretched out his arm in puzzlement to pull him over, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Guan Wei did not speak, a pair of dark eyes seemed to be clear water, without a trace of emotion, but people lost their minds just looking at them.

He Jingyang watched for a while, and couldn't help reaching out his hand to cover Guan Wei's eyes. He was about to stand up, but Guan Weiyi grabbed him and fell straight down.

He Jingyang didn't know how he kissed her.All I know is that Guan Wei provoked the incident first, and he has neither the power to fight nor the strength to return the kiss.

At first, they approached carefully little by little, and then there was a jerky touch.They didn't separate until Guan Wei couldn't breath because he couldn't kiss properly, and Guan Wei couldn't breathe again.

He Jingyang sat up and half-lyed against the wall with his legs bent, and pulled the quilt over his waist.

"Tomorrow is my birthday, so consider it a birthday present from you." Guan Wei took a deep breath to calm down his emotions for a while, then turned over and sat up, leaning towards He Jingyang with a blushing face.

He Jingyang grabbed the quilt with one hand and hugged Guan Wei with the other, and asked, "Isn't your birthday tomorrow?"

"Yang Li." Guan Wei leaned on He Jingyang's arm on his chest, "I'm an adult."

He Jingyang frowned when he heard that, what does this mean!

"He Jingyang!! Are you asleep yet!" The sudden knock on the door startled both of them.

He Jingyang got up quickly, and walked out loudly while taking a towel to be covered by Guan Wei, trying to cover up the scene as if someone had discovered an affair.

Guan Wei's face became hot at the thought of this, and she was embarrassed to continue lying down, so she got up and followed out.

He Jingyang walked all the way to open the door and talk to people.

It sounded like a few people on motorcycles just now, laughing and tossing for a long time, finally left.

Guan Wei stood under the eaves admiring the silhouette of the old plum tree under the moon. The coolness was getting stronger but He Jingyang hadn't come back yet, so he went across the yard to look for him.

With his back to him, He Jingyang was squatting on the ground not knowing what he was looking for. There was an extra motorcycle beside him. When he heard the sound of Guan Wei approaching, he didn't turn his head, and let out a "huh".

"Is it broken?" Guan Wei also knelt down beside him.

He Jingyang occupied both hands, and a cigarette was in the corner of his mouth. He had just lit it, and it was inconvenient to talk, so he just nodded.

Guan Wei reached out to take down the cigarette and asked, "Can you still repair this? Will they come to ride later?"

"Small problem, it will be fine in a while. I borrowed this car from a friend, and I will take you to play tomorrow."

"The last time I came, Brother Zhao also said that you also have a car."

"It was second-hand, and it was sold later. I am afraid of being distracted when I go back to school."

"Hmph, you're obedient." Guan Wei saw two helmets hanging on the handlebars, one on the left and one on the right, and asked, "Where are you taking me?"

"Look at Zhao Bingcai, whom you miss day and night. You wear the one on the left, that's mine." He Jingyang pouted and raised his chin towards Guan Wei, asking him to return the cigarette.

Guan Wei was overjoyed, smiled happily, handed over the cigarette, bent on He Jingyang's back by accident, put his arms around his neck and kissed him hard.

He Jingyang froze for a moment, freed one hand to take a deep breath of the cigarette, and said, "If you think it's smelly, go back and stay."

"No, I like it." Guan Wei squatted around He Jingyang with a smile on his face, wishing to turn himself into a tool and hand it to He Jingyang. It was not realistic, so he snatched He Jingyang's hand like a dog. Hold the cigarette in the bag for him, and give him a puff every once in a while.After a while, he became impatient, stuffed a cigarette into He Jingyang's mouth, and stood up to try on the helmet.

"He! Jing! Yang!" Guan Wei yelled angrily as he covered himself in the mask, seeing that He Jingyang was smoking and had no time to speak, so he went on talking to himself: "I will cover the mask for a while, and open the mask for a while. I think I see you through the mask, which is very far away." After speaking, he lifted the mask up, "Open the mask to see you, and it is very close." But before he could finish speaking, the plastic mask slid down and covered him.

He Jingyang laughed when he saw it, got up and tightened the buckle on his helmet before going back to work.

Guan Wei opened and closed the mask and had a great time, until He Jingyang got up to wash his hands, then quickly took off his helmet and followed him step by step.

"Has it been repaired? Will you be able to ride it tomorrow? Have you ever taken someone with you on a motorcycle? Is Zhao Bingcai's home far away?"

"Okay, yes, bring it here, not far away, hand over the cleaning powder!"

"Oh, what time do you leave tomorrow?"

"Wake up." He Jingyang dipped his hands in cleansing powder, and took a small toothbrush to brush his hands desperately.

Only then did Guan Wei see that He Jingyang's fingernails and knuckles were black, he bit his lip and stared at it for a while, unable to match the hands that were always dry, warm and clean in his memory .

He Jingyang saw what he was thinking, picked up the towel and wiped it vigorously while showing him: "Look, can't you wipe it off? The towel is not dirty, is it? If you can't wipe it off, it is not dirty. Go back to sleep."

Guan Wei followed along foolishly, struggling for a long time in this divine logic, but couldn't figure it out.

He Jingyang put Guan Wei on the pillow and lay down, and chatted about going to Zhao Bingcai's house for a while.Tired and exhausted for most of the day, Guan Wei gradually couldn't open his eyelids, buried half of his face in the pillow, and fell asleep peacefully.A row of shadows hang down from the eyelashes, like a line of dedicated guards, closely guarding those sultry eyes.

He Jingyang was fascinated by it, and wondered that when he was in Datong shop, he never thought Guan Wei was so good-looking, with a childlike innocent face, black and slender eyebrows, a delicate nose, a fair and tender face, and a small chin... Brothers lead All the objects that came back were no match for a sleeping Guan Wei.

He Jingyang was a little proud, and he didn't care what he was proud of.

His eyes lingered on Guan Wei's face a few times, and settled on those two thin red lips. They were slightly opened, opened and closed, and said "I like you", sending an invitation to him. He remembered that they were soft, It's warm, and there's a little animal inside...

He Jingyang suddenly turned over and sat up, stepped over Guan Wei and jumped out of bed.Guan Wei was drowsy, and was suddenly awakened, and complained impatiently in a long and dissatisfied voice, "What~~~What~~".

He Jingyang ran without turning his head and said, "Piss!"