fly slowly

【XVIII】

On the day Chu Xiao moved into his house, Lin Yimo deliberately flipped through the calendar and circled it. From now on it will be their anniversary of living together.

That is, the next moment he flipped through the calendar and suddenly found out in horror that there were only more than 100 days until the college entrance examination, and the three-page calendar paper was so thin.

In the past, I was muddle-headed by my understatement, and now I really regret it after I have given up.

The prodigal son is afraid that it will be too late when he turns back.

Lin Yimo looked back and called Chu Xiao in a gloomy mood, but didn't listen to anyone's answer for a long time, and quickly turned and pushed open the bedroom door.

In the gray-and-white room, Chu Xiao was kneeling on the bed with one leg, and the half-turned black sweater was piled on his chest, revealing a white waist, and there were even light bruises on the side waist, which were rubbed vigorously. kind of.

Probably because the turtleneck of the sweater was too tight, he was miraculously stuck, and he was still struggling silently in a corner.

Lin Yimo was neither laughing nor laughing at the same time, he was distracted, he hugged him from behind, reached out his hand from under the armpit and lifted the corner of his sweater, rubbed against his skin vigorously and pulled it off.

Chu Xiao's hair was in a mess, and he was in a daze: "Why is your sweater still deformed, expanding when it's hot and shrinking when it's cold? How can it be so tight when you wear it!"

Lin Yimo touched his protruding butterfly bone, and went all the way down the spine, teasingly said: "It's Xueba, you study too hard, your head has grown bigger."

Chu Xiao knocked off his dishonest hand: "You are the one who really makes me dizzy!"

As soon as he turned around and sat on the bed, he started to take off his pants without any hesitation. When he realized that Lin Yimo was still staring at him intently, he suppressed his anger and embarrassment: "...I'm going to take a bath, you first Can't you read a book for a while?"

Lin Yimo rubbed his hands together, and laughed so hard that all sentient beings were turned upside down: "Let's go together."

Chu Xiao didn't want to talk to him, and threw a copy of Wang Houxiong at him.

"On the left is hot water. Towels and bath towels are on the shelf. Remember to turn on the bathroom heater and be careful of the slippery floor." Lin Yimo really stopped joking and picked up the book to read.

Seeing his pensive look, Chu Xiao silently picked up his pajamas and went into the bathroom.

It is not difficult to guess what Lin Yimo is thinking now, and what state he is in. There is an imminent dilemma.

Once a person has a pursuit, he will become in a dilemma everywhere, and he can no longer be unrestrained. He is patient, and he has made it clear that if he wants to go on with Chu Xiao, he must force himself to go faster and farther.

The water in the bathroom splashed, Chu Xiao closed his eyes and wet his hair and body, the bathroom door was suddenly pushed open from the outside with a bang, Chu Xiao stroked his hair and looked at Lin Yimo through the water curtain.

Seeing him, Chu Xiao couldn't help but directly said what was in his heart: "Trust me once, and trust yourself once."

Lin Yimo came in with a pair of sandals: "Put on your shoes, it's cold on the ground, do you want to rub your back?"

Chu Xiao handed the bath towel wet, turned around and supported the wall: "Lin Yimo, in fact, you don't even know how much potential you have. You are so smart, what else are you afraid of?"

Lin Yimo pursed his lips, supported his waist and could almost count his ribs, and his actions were neither serious nor heavy: "You must have heard some people always say 'I'm so smart, if I study hard, I must be awesome', In fact, let me tell you that it’s all fart. I’ve seen that kind of people a lot. If really smart people don’t use smartness as an excuse to be lazy, they’re actually afraid. , How cruel to yourself, isn’t it, people are all the same, it’s just to see who can recognize themselves better.”

"You know why before..."

"I used to just want to eat and wait to die, thinking that I'd just be so blind for the rest of my life, but it's different now. With you, everything is different."

Chu Xiao was still thinking about how to comfort and encourage him, when there was a rustle behind his back, and his hot skin pressed against him.

Lin Yimo said cheekily: "Anyway, my clothes are all wet, so let's wash them together."

【nineteen】

Lin Yimo's body was surprisingly stiff, and he was especially able to carry it. Even if he stayed up until three o'clock in the morning, he was still full of energy the next day.

This is of course in terms of learning.

Every time after Chu Xiao was carried to bed and slept in the middle of the night, he could still see Lin Yimo writing a question at his desk with his eyes blindfolded. The outline of his back was blurred by the desk lamp as if coated with a layer of soft light, as if he had fallen into a dream.

After school started, the atmosphere began to change from the past. Class tests, weekly tests, and monthly exams, rolls of paper flying all over the sky were woven into the softest and hastily time.

Lin Yimo was irritated and persisted. In the days to come, when he recalled, he could hardly remember anything, only Chu Xiao's clear eyebrows and eyes, and Bai Yang, who seemed to have sprouted overnight in a trance.

The sunflowers in the flower bed downstairs are also blooming.

The only fun left is to raise the flag every Monday and bet with Zhang Huaixun on which time the national flag can reach the top on time accompanied by the march——

This time Lin Yimo won the bet, and the flag-raiser was one of the few reliable ones.

The bold and uppercase numbers on the back blackboard changed day by day, and the calendar was torn out one after another. In the increasingly sweltering air, the day that was always thought to be far away, finally came as promised.

The night before the college entrance examination, Lin Yimo received a greeting from Ms. Wu Shuzhen.

On the phone, Ms. Wu Shuzhen asked with a smile as soon as she came up: "Have you planned to go to any construction site to move bricks?!"

Lin Yimo said that Ms. Wu Shuzhen has lived a cool and strong life all her life, but it is a pity that she fell in love with the wrong person and gave birth to such a disappointing bastard.

Chu Xiao patted the bastard's head, and said softly: "We will treat her better together in the future, and we will always have to pay back the debt we owe."——

On the [-]th and [-]th, it rained heavily, washing away all the heat and steam.

It seems to be more crisp than any previous exam.

After the end, there was no hysterical cheering or crying as imagined. Everyone was very calm and did not communicate with each other. They carried their schoolbags and quietly walked out of this long-confined world. It should be like this, it will happen when conditions are ripe, no complaints or regrets.

Chu Xiao waited for him outside, without asking or saying anything, Lin Yimo held up the umbrella, the two of them clasped their fingers tightly, and walked back home slowly.

The summer solstice, the song of cicadas and the heavy rain in Pinellia is Chu Xiao's birthday.

Lin Yimo took Chu Xiao back to his grandma's house, but Ms. Wu Shuzhen was not there, maybe she wandered in another city.

The small courtyard with blue tiles and white walls is covered with ivy, and half of the yard is covered by grape trellises. There is a yellow dog with its tongue sticking out at the door.

Grandma lived alone, but her body was very strong. She practiced Tai Chi in the morning and danced in the square at night. Seeing Lin Yimo was so happy that even her deep wrinkles became kind.

Aiwujiwu, she also loves Chu Xiao very much. When she learned that it was Chu Xiao’s birthday, the old man specially stayed up until the early morning to cook a bowl of longevity noodles for him. The shallots are served with oil, and there is a layer of beautiful egg flowers floating on it, which is warm the taste of.

Chu Xiao held the bowl and drank the soup down to the last drop. He frowned and said that grandma's cooking was really delicious.

Pushing forward 18 years, no one treated him so tenderly, almost so happy that he wanted to cry.

Lin Yimo covered his eyes and led him to a quiet place, where he could smell the fragrance of soil and green grass, hear the gurgling of the river and the endless singing of cicadas.

Lin Yimo let go of his hand, and there were large and small glass jars arranged in the shape of a heart in front of him. The mouth of the bottle was open, and dots of fireflies shimmered out of the bottle, and the "heart" with wings and flying It only froze for a moment in mid-air, and then flew away in all directions.

Lin Yimo took out a carefully and properly pasted piece of paper, raised his hands and reverently handed it to Chu Xiao.

Under the old moonlight in the countryside, Chu Xiao slowly unfolded it suspiciously. The protruding branches cut the moonlight into pieces, but Chu Xiao could clearly see the content on the paper.

There is no love that touches the heart, and the words are deep. There are only two characters on the thin piece of paper. The name of Chu Xiao can be written in regular script, official script, cursive script, and even a string of inconspicuous English names. The power of a pen penetrates the back of the paper and it is difficult to finish the pen.

The most beautiful love letter is your name, every word is unspeakably affectionate.

Lin Yimo smiled touchingly under the moonlight: "Happy birthday."