love like wind

Yang Zhenhua's car was parked on the side of the road with double flashing lights on.

Xu Yingtan asked from the car window, "Are the fireworks over?"

Yang Jiayu clapped his hands and said in a cheerful tone, "It's over."

After taking the seat, the speed of the car moves forward steadily, and the radio is turned on in the car, making the atmosphere warm.

Xu Ying turned around and asked her son, "Jiayou, how are your preparations for going abroad?"

"I've already got an offer from Stanford, and I'm still selecting from several other schools."

Yang Zhenhua said: "It's up to you to make up your mind about your studies now. My mother and I can't keep up with the times."

Yang Jiayu whispered from the side: "Father, when can we go to the United States to visit my brother? I want to eat a Big Mac."

Laughter echoed in the carriage, Yang Jiayou stroked his sister's hair, "It's still early, at least we have to wait until things are settled."

Yang Jiayu leaned on his brother's shoulder and said arrogantly, "Brother treats you!"

"Sure." Yang Jiayou patted his sister's back lightly.

While waiting for the traffic light, the car stopped for a while, and Xu Ying asked again: "Where is Xu Li? Have you thought about what to do after graduation?"

Xu Li replied: "Recently, I am preparing for the re-examination of the insurance graduate school. I will also see if there is a suitable job in the beginning of the year."

"That's pretty good, make two preparations." Xu Ying's tone was calm, and there was relief in her voice.

Although the three children usually go to college locally, they still don't live at home as much as when they were in junior high school.They were resting at home that day, and the room suddenly became more lively, and even the sound of the hair dryer in the bathroom made people feel at ease.

After washing, Xu Ying poured milk for the three children, and seeing Yang Jiayou happened to come downstairs, "Jiayou," she handed over a glass of milk, "This is yours, after you finish drinking, take these two glasses of milk upstairs .”

"I don't like drinking milk." Yang Jiayou rubbed his hair carelessly.

"Drink it to help sleep, be obedient." Xu Ying persuaded.

"I'm lactose intolerant." Yang Jiayou drank a large glass of warm water, and his food was a bit salty at night.

"Then you take it to Xu Li and Jia Yu." Xu Ying picked up the extra cup of milk, "I'll give this cup to your father."

Having said that, Yang Jiayou went upstairs with the milk. My younger sister had just finished washing, with a fair face and long black hair, and happily took the milk.

When entering Xu Li's room, Yang Jiayou hesitated for a moment, and even looked back to make sure there was no one in the corridor, so he knocked on the door and came in.

Xu Li was wearing plaid pajamas and was sitting on the bedside reading a book. His hair had just been washed and was soft and fluffy.

After closing the door behind him, Yang Jiayou put the milk cup on the table and said softly, "What are you looking at?"

Xu Li turned to the cover page, which was a Nanjing travel guide.

Yang Jiayou smiled, "You're not familiar with Nanjing yet?" As he spoke, he flipped through the pages of the book and found that many place names were circled by Xu Li, "Do you still need to mark it?"

Xu Li put away the book, "I'm bored, just flip through it casually."

"Why did you bring your schoolbag back—"

Before Yang Jiayou could finish speaking, Xu Li hurriedly got up and stuffed the travel guide into his schoolbag.

"What's wrong?" Yang Jiayou's eyes were burning, "Xu Li, you've been acting weird recently, do you know that?"

Xu Li tried his best to keep calm, pulled his schoolbag away, and tried to behave normally: "Can't I have a little privacy?"

Yang Jiayou's heart softened, and his tone eased, "Okay, drink up the milk, and I'll wash the cup later."

Xu Li was a little full at night, and when he saw the milk, he subconsciously frowned.

Yang Jiayou looked upset, "All right, all right, I'll drink for you."

When the four eyes met, Yang Jiayou noticed that Xu Li's eyes were dodging, and the cup he had just picked up was put back on the table.

Xu Li didn't dare to look in the direction of the schoolbag anymore, he was full of hope that Yang Jiayou would go out quickly.

Unexpectedly, Yang Jiayou took a step back, and with a 'click', the door was locked.

Xu Li leaned against the desk, suddenly a little nervous, his Adam's apple twitched, "What are you doing?"

Yang Jiayou had a serious expression on his face, without distinguishing between emotions and anger. He approached Xu Li, put his knee away from Xu Li's thigh, stood stubbornly between his legs, and raised his chin, "Look into my eyes."

Xu Li hurried to hide, but Yang Jiayou put his left hand on the table, trapping him directly.

"Jiayou...what's the matter with you?" Xu Li thought wildly, feeling that Yang Jiayou was acting abnormal recently, and things seemed to be developing in a more dangerous direction, not to mention that he was still at home.

"I want to kiss you." Yang Jiayou pressed against his forehead, and his breath blew on Xu Li's face, with a light mint smell, "Is that okay?"

Before Xu Li could speak, Yang Jiayou had already put his arms around Xu Li's waist. Xu Li tilted his head and kissed his neck, as if a fine electric current hit him numbly. He pushed Yang Jiayou's shoulder and lowered his voice : "Jiayou, this is at home—"

"What's wrong at home?" Yang Jiayou brushed his hand away, "Didn't you kiss him before?"

"That's different." Xu Li took a deep breath, feeling a little worried: "It's easy to have accidents at home."

Yang Jiayou knew what Xu Li was worried about, put his palm on his chest, and asked word by word: "Do you believe me?"

Xu Li was stunned for a moment, it was rare to see Yang Jiayou so serious, "What's wrong?"

"I asked you if you believe it or not?"

Xu Li pursed his lips, thinking that in a few months, Yang Jiayou would be leaving the country, so he simply followed his words and said, "Believe it."

Yang Jiayou's eyebrows relaxed, "That's fine." He stood back a little so as not to make Xu Li feel oppressed, "Look into my eyes."

Xu Li frowned, his eyes stayed on the floor, "I recognize you, and I'm not blind."

Yang Jiayou smiled, pinched Xu Li's cheeks, and kissed Xu Li lightly. Taking the opportunity, his hand slipped into Xu Li's pajamas, went up his waist, and touched his shoulder blades.

Xu Li felt hot and numb all over, and Yang Jiayou swept across like a fire.

In the end, with his arms hanging around Yang Jiayou's neck, he gasped slightly from the kiss, and his lips became moist.

Yang Jiayou straightened his pajamas with his hands, breathing hot, "When I'm not here, please gain weight."

As soon as he heard the words 'I'm not here', Xu Li's eyes became slightly hot, "Why are you not here? You want to be in this world, and you have to be good." He touched the back of Yang Jiayou's neck and cleared his eyes. The short short hair is a bit thorny, and I don't know if I can hug him like this in the future. I feel a little uncomfortable, and I promise: "I will eat well."

"Well," Yang Jiayou said calmly, and picked up the milk, "Drink the milk, sleep well at night, don't worry about other things, I'm here."

Xu Li obediently took the cup, held the cup with both hands, and drank the milk in one go.

Yang Jiayou took out a tissue and was about to wipe his mouth for him. After thinking for a while, he leaned forward and licked the corner of his mouth, "I'm lactose intolerant, so I'll stick with you today."

Xu Li's heart beat faster, and his breath poured into the cup, blowing the milk-stained cup full of moisture.

"Did the cup offend you? Did you blow on it?" Yang Jiayou took the empty cup and rubbed Xu Li's hair before leaving. "I'm going out first, remember to brush your teeth before going to bed."

The sound of closing the door echoed in the air, Xu Li froze in place, counting Yang Jiayou's footsteps like counting heartbeats.

Looking back at his schoolbag again, Xu Li thought of the hopeful and timid eyes of the orphanage. The dean's words were still in his ears. Apart from being busy with his studies, he still had a lot of things to do next.

Xu Li started to make a lot of phone calls and send a lot of emails, but there was still no response.

But he couldn't seem to stop, as if whenever he had free time, he would think wildly, and bloody and cruel images appeared in his mind.

Fortunately, Xu Li's academic performance was excellent during his junior year, and he participated in many competitions in his junior year. The whole process of the graduate school was very smooth. On the day the list was announced, Yang Jiayou specially invited Xu Li to dinner to congratulate him on his good grades.

After the beginning of spring, Yang Jiayu has more classes, and the rehearsal level is more intensive than before. As long as there are group activities, if she needs to order food, she will give priority to Master Sun's noodle restaurant.Although I don't place orders online, the errand runners are very diligent and come on time every time.

This day, Yang Jiayu came out to pick up takeaway as usual, and met Sun Fanjun.

Yang Jiayu asked softly, "Aren't you going to school today?"

Sun Fanjun was wearing a loose school uniform with the name of a nearby public middle school printed on his heart. Such a monotonous coat still couldn't conceal his youthful atmosphere. Today, her attitude towards Yang Jiayu was a little better, "Today is Saturday."

"Oh," Yang Jiayu smiled, "I actually forgot." They have a big homework assignment, and they will find time to practice on Saturday.

In terms of height, Yang Jiayu was still a little taller than Sun Fanjun, and the light was bright, illuminating Yang Jiayu's face softer. Sun Fanjun looked at her, and felt a deep sense of inferiority in Yang Jiayu's body. Yang Jiayu had an innate reserve and reserve.

Seeing her lowering her head, Yang Jiayu didn't leave in a hurry, "What's wrong?"

Sun Fanjun restrained his emotions, and said in a very soft voice: "Sister, thank you." She paused, "Thank you for ordering from my house every time." He looked around, and seemed a little curious.

Yang Jiayu understood, "Are you free now?"

Sun Fanjun nodded.

Yang Jiayu stretched out his hand towards her, his eyes were bright and gentle, "I'll take you in to have a look."

Sun Fanjun didn't hold her hand, but just followed Yang Jiayu, the sound of the instrument became clearer and more pleasant.

The catkins were blowing in the air, and they floated over one after another. Against the light of March, time seemed to stand still.

Before entering the classroom, Yang Jiayu suddenly turned around, "Oh, I seem to have forgotten to introduce myself, my name is Yang Jiayu."

"Yang Jiayu—" Sun Fanjun repeated, "Which words?"

Yang Jiayu kept her voice together, and said softly in Sun Fanjun's ear, "Just memorize the pronunciation, but you can call me Sister Mao Mao."

Sun Fanjun laughed, "Sister Mao Mao?"

"Yeah." Yang Jiayu nodded seriously, "You are very similar to a relative of mine. He gave me the name Mao Mao."