In the days when I was forced to make up lessons by the school

Looking at the white and fat porcelain doll in his hand, so ugly and cute, Yu Li wanted to cry.

He just held it in his hands like that, so precious that he didn't know what to do.

Everything he once owned was sealed in that house, but now there are only those old books, the wooden furniture left by the landlord, etc. It seems that except for the school uniform and the mobile phone, they are all things that can be discarded at will.

But the gift called "Heart" in his hand made him a little overwhelmed, and directly ruled out the messy and dilapidated rental house.

If you put it there, just thinking about it, you will feel it is a kind of defilement.

Finally, Yu Li returned to the dormitory with the box in his hands, put it in the drawer, felt uneasy after thinking about it, looked around, opened the closet, stuffed it into the most edge corner, and finally covered it with two pieces of clothes .

There is usually no one to stay during the winter and summer vacations, but it is not impossible to live there. You can pay another 200 yuan a month, which is quite cheap rent.

But during this period of time, Yu Li basically slept in the little house of the children.

Together, the two explored all the corners, touched every floor tile, and listened carefully to the stories behind every small object.He wanted to seriously understand everything about this person, those happy and unhappy, regretful and nostalgic.

A whole child.

"Tomorrow... Tomorrow I have something to do, so I won't be here." Yu Li nestled on the sofa, holding Tuantuan, whom he hadn't seen for a while, in his arms, and didn't mind the fine white hair staining his whole body.

"What's wrong?" Qi Zhan asked casually, and sat beside him.

Yu Li shook his head, he didn't mean to explain, so he stopped asking.

"Okay, then I'll go home and pack up." Qi Zhan said softly.

"This little brat has gotten a lot fatter lately. Are you sure you haven't overfed him?" Yu Li grabbed Tuantuan's two front paws and lifted them up. The long one just reached his chin when he stood upright. Then he stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked it, Yu Li was so troubled that he recoiled.

"No, it's not fat, but its hair is fluffy." Qi Zhan also reached out and scratched Tuantuan's chin slightly, telling him not to make trouble with Yu Li.

"Meow..." Xiaotuanzi smelled the smell of another master, and immediately turned his head and arched towards his arms, rubbing against Qi Zhan's body, arching his head back and forth, meowing.

"Hey, the brat really likes you more." Yu Li smiled and lay crookedly on the sofa, lying carelessly and without image.

"No, it likes you too." Qi Zhan looked at him and said seriously.

Sure enough, not long after, Tuantuan had had enough fun on Qi Zhan's body, and then flapped his two paws and climbed up Yu Li's legs. After successfully arching into Yu Li's arms, he stayed for less than 3 minutes and moved towards Qi Zhan again.

"Tsk, this brat is quite playful!" Yu Li looked amused, and after tossing and turning a few times, Tuantuan seemed to have finally found a comfortable position, with his hind paws on the heels of Qi Zhan's thighs, his head and most of his body Arched in Yu Li's arms, licking and rubbing his arm back and forth.

The body is stretched into a long strip, showing excellent flexibility.

Worried that it would injure its spine if it maintains this difficult posture for a long time, the two of them can only get very close, head to head, thighs to thighs, so that this playful cat can be in the arms of one person, with its head buried. in another's arms.

It's not like they are stroking the cat, but the cat is stroking two owners.

"Tell me, did you teach this cat to be so fickle?" Yu Li squeezed his limp little paws, raised them up and waved at Qi Zhan, "Or is it that the master is also very fickle?"

Qi Zhan gave him a helpless look, didn't answer his unnutritious question, and directly reached out and poked Yu Li's waist lightly, took his limp body and leaned on his shoulder.

Express your position directly with your actions.

Yu Li smiled and narrowed his eyes, secretly amused.

But no matter how good the atmosphere was before, it will become a little heavy the next day.

This is... the anniversary of Yu Li's mother's death.

It's ironic to say that on the eve of the Chinese New Year, when the family was supposed to be reunited, she couldn't survive the cold winter.

This is a cemetery on the outskirts of City S, barren, remote, but cheap.

After draining all the remaining value of their mother and son, the group of unscrupulous relatives arranged for her funeral as a gift, and buried her in such a desolate place where birds don't shit.

Even within a few hundred meters in sight, there is only this deserted tomb.

The tombstone is engraved with "the tomb of the loving mother Xu Limin", but the surrounding area is already covered with weeds and dead branches and fallen leaves, making it look extremely bleak.

Yu Li took out a towel and a water bottle, wiped the tombstone carefully, pulled out the weeds, and put a few small cakes and some fruits on the ground.

Then he sat down on the ground indifferently, and gently touched the cold stele.

"Mom, I haven't been here for a long time, and I miss you very much." Yu Li's fingertips lightly slid across the indented characters, caressing her name carefully, his eyes gradually blurred.

Once upon a time, he was the happiest child in the world, but maybe God couldn't see that happiness, so he took it away from him one by one.

After all, before this, he could never have imagined that life would be so fragile.

"I'm sorry, Mom," Yu Li let the tears flow down his face, and gently stroked the scar on his wrist, "I blamed you for being so cruel and fragile, but now I understand, those collapses really It’s just for a moment. The days after that, it’s really hard to say, it’s still painful.”

Yu Li lowered his head, thinking back to his muddled time, those dark, painful days, full of sweat and blood, unknowingly became blurred.

And what gradually became clear was the carefree and loyal Jiang Chen, the knife-mouthed and tofu-hearted Song Shuxian, that fluffy white kitten, and that...

The person who occupied almost all his thoughts.

"But...it doesn't seem that bad." Yu Li's eyelids drooped slightly, and his fingers unconsciously grabbed the weeds on the ground. "I met a person, a very good person."

He took a deep breath and quickly added, "Mom will definitely like it too. He is very good, very powerful, sensible and motivated. You will definitely grab my ear and say, 'You can't learn from Qi Zhan'?"

Imitating the tone of his parents, Yu Li amused himself, but the tears flowed more and more fiercely.

"He's very good, very good, and good to me." Yu Li moved his buttocks, feeling a little uneasy, "So I also want to work hard and become a better person with him. I originally thought that I... It's going to rot there."

"Actually, I'm not too afraid of pain. A broken bone will hurt a little bit, but it's not that unbearable. But usually, even if there is a small cut in the hand, the child will be nervous for a long time. I don't know how young he is. , why are you so worried..."

Yu Li pursed his lips, shook his head and smiled, "Others thought he was bored, Bingshan Goddess Gaoling Zhihua, but he was really more verbose than the housekeeper when he took care of me. You used to say let me I will find someone who can control me in the future, I am far beyond expectations, will you be happy?"

He babbled at the tombstone by himself, crying and laughing for a while, but fortunately, no one would come here, otherwise he might be suspected of being insane.

"That person...it's me...well," Yu Li thought about the wording, and bit his lower lip lightly, "I like someone so much that I don't think about his gender, age, temper and personality, etc. Everything about it. It's just... I really like this person."

"If..." Yu Li's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his eyes rolled endlessly under his thin eyelids, looking extremely nervous.

"If... then, I'll bring him to meet you, okay?" Yu Li half-kneeled up, pressed his forehead to the cold stone tablet, rubbed his forehead with some nostalgia, and sighed softly, "I really want to You..."

Gently and softly, it was blown away in the woods by the wind, fading away the melancholy.

By the time Yu Li returned, it was already past six o'clock. It gets dark early in winter and the street lamps are turned on. The last ray of morning light has long since disappeared.

He has hardly eaten anything since noon, and now his stomach is already hungry to the limit, but mentally he has no desire to eat at all.

The soul and the body seemed to be separated, and they couldn't be merged together.

After thinking about it, Yu Li still returned to the small house of the two of them. Today, the kid went back to pack his things and would stay there for dinner. Since it was the last meal before leaving, he would still talk to each other.

At this time, the empty room was an excellent healing sanctuary for him.

However, when he opened the door, he was still slightly surprised.

Qi Zhan only turned on a weak lamp, sat on the carpet, leaned on the sofa to read a book, and was sent back by him, and the whole room was too quiet.

Qi Zhan raised his eyes, and saw Yu Li standing at the door blankly, staring at him, his eyes still slightly red.

"What's wrong?" Qi Zhan put down his book and looked at him with a slight frown.

"It's okay." Yu Li shook his head, shaking his head so much that two drops of crystal water dropped from his eye sockets.

Seeing him like this, Qi Zhan felt pain in his heart, he casually took the pillow on the sofa, put it on his thigh and patted it, "Come on."

Yu Li walked over slowly, sat down on the carpet, then leaned his head on the pillow, his whole body curled up slightly.

In a baby-like, deeply insecure position.

Yu Li raised his hand to brush away his sweaty hair, and reached out to stroke the back of his hand, "Go to sleep, it will be fine when you wake up."

Yu Li leaned closer to him, his head almost buried in his lower abdomen.

The rhythm of the pat on the back was gentle and the force was just right.

Yu Li said hoarsely, "Are you treating me like a child?"

Qi Zhan's hand paused for a moment, then moved slowly again, not knowing how to answer.

Yu Li took the initiative to move towards his palm, "That's it, don't stop."

After laying down for more than ten minutes, unable to really fall asleep, Yu Li slowly got up, threw the pillow aside, stuffed himself into Qi Zhan's arms, and sat on his lap. , with both hands hooked around his neck.

The two chests were getting closer, and Qi Zhan could clearly feel the beating heart and violently rising and falling ribs.

Yu Li rested his chin on his shoulder, letting his tears wet Qi Zhan's skirt, wrapping him tightly like an octopus, a rare clingy gesture.

"Qi Zhan..."

"Ok?"

"Brother Zhan..."

"Ah."

"The best kid..." Yu Li snorted nasally, his tone slightly sticky, "Next time, come with me."

Specifically, he didn't say anything.

But in the same way, Qi Zhan didn't ask anything.

"Okay." He responded softly, and raised his hand to stroke Yu Li's spine, soothing his obviously unstable emotions.

"Brother Zhan..." Yu Li rubbed his head against Qi Zhan's neck, and muttered softly, "It's good to have you..."

Let me make honey out of such a difficult day.

The world left me bruised and bruised, but you gave me wings.