fickle midsummer

The other party cheekily sent over a grinning emoji with a cat head.

I think that in the QQ games back then, farms with dynamic pages were very popular. Anyone who has a computer at home can play it. They grow and harvest vegetables every day. One does not fall into my pocket.

This trend has swept across the country, but the game is always time-sensitive, just like a scumbag can always find the next spare tire, and a new game will replace its national status a year later.

In a sense, it can be regarded as the tears of the times.

But for You Yu and the person who was chatting with him, the trend has not dissipated, and it is extremely persistent, even longer than the wind and humidity in rainy days.

The one who insists on playing the farm with Youyu is Youyu Faxiao, who is one year younger than Youyu, and his name is Fu Xing.Fu Xing's parents are also teachers of Nantah University. They went upstairs and downstairs with You Yu's house. Fu Xing lived on top of his house. He has never lived such a purposeful life since he was a child.

Fu Xing said again: "I heard from my mother that you jumped from the second floor, and I was worried about what would happen if you fell to our food."

You Yu twitched the corner of his mouth, "I will inherit it all to you."

"Okay." Fu Xing replied immediately.

Fuck you, do you have any conscience, you Yu tapped the Enter key on the keyboard one after another with your fingertips, and then deleted them all.

"Is there anyone in your family?" Fu Xing asked again.

You Yu: No.

"?" Fu Xing asked quickly after sending a question mark, "Are you alone?"

Before You Yu had time to say anything, a few words were sent over there——

wait.

The school staff building has been in the building for a long time, and the sound insulation is not very good. Soon Youyu heard the sound of closing the door from the corridor, followed by the sound of hurried footsteps, Youyu curled up his fingers, and there was a hurried knock on the door from a boy, "Youyu ? Youyu opens the door..."

"I'm not in a hurry, take your time." Fu Xing seemed to think that You Yu's legs were inconvenient, so he added another sentence.

In fact, there is a spare key under the flowerpot outside Youyu’s house, but Youyu inserted the key into the lock cylinder before going to bed, and the people outside couldn’t open it, so Youyu had to move from the bed to the wheelchair little by little. .

Fortunately, the wheelchair was almost parallel to the bed, so I wouldn't just sit down and turn over with the wheelchair.

Fu Xing didn't have the patience to wait, but You Yu's physical condition forced him to restrain his anxiety. When You Yu was sweating profusely and turning his wheelchair to open the door, Fu Xing smoked a whole cigarette in his hand.

Facing the smog, You Yu slammed the door mercilessly. Fu Xing immediately let out a dissatisfaction, and then slammed the door on the ground with a bang, which could be heard in the whole corridor. You Yu was only separated from him by a door. The sound was just right on the frequency of his beating pulse.

You Yu often felt that Fu Xing was standing beside him, doing some unimaginable, funny and irritating things, which made him feel that Fu Xing was shameless.

You Yu slammed the door open again, and said to Fu Xing calmly, "Run downstairs, open the corridor window, and choked to death."

The cigarette butt held by Fu Xing's fingertips was still warm, and he was about to say something, when he saw You Yu's pale cheeks and the snow-white plaster that was the same color as his face, he said "ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh" and went downstairs.

When he came up again, he was refreshed. After confirming that he did not smell of cigarettes, You Yu nodded in agreement. Fu Xing pushed You Yu into the door.

Fu Xing pushed You Yu to the living room, turned and knelt down to his feet, You Yu subconsciously shrank back, then frowned and said in disgust: "What are you doing?!"

"Look at your legs." Fu Xing said, "Why can't you think about jumping off the building? If you run to my house and jump, you won't die. The hospital will save you and suffer."

Yes, you can't die if you fall.

"Some people suffered comminuted fractures when they jumped from the sixth floor, and they couldn't die or live."

"You really want me to die?" You Yu asked back.

"Impossible!" Fu Xing replied immediately.

Looking at Fu Xing's face, You Yu suddenly felt thirsty, he waved his hand and said, "Pour me a glass of water."

The water in the kettle had turned cold, and Fu Xing re-boiled the water. He watched the bubbles rising from the bottom of the heated kettle to the surface of the water, and said, "Auntie Shu should be with you."

You Yu put the thin blanket on the sofa on his legs and simply folded it to cover his legs, and rubbed his cold knees a few times.

He suddenly laughed.

"This is her."

The voice fell, and the empty living room could only hear the sound of boiling water. Fu Xing followed You Yu in silence. After a long time, he stood up and walked in front of You Yu. He raised his hand and dropped it heavily, placing it on You Yu's shoulder but lightly It's just a virtual press.

"I'll accompany you tonight." Fu Xing said.

"My food has not been confiscated yet." You Yu said.

"Let's go, let's collect the vegetables!" Fu Xing rolled up his sleeves and pushed Youyu into the bedroom.

Fu Xing clicked one button to collect vegetables, and when he switched to the ranch, he subconsciously looked back at Youyu. Youyu was actually not very angry. This kind of game came back after accumulating gold coins. gone.

You Yu pointed to the warehouse and said, "It's better to raise some more cattle."

Fu Xing thought for a while: "Goat milk is relatively scarce, so buy sheep first."

"Yes." The host, You Yu, nodded in agreement.

After the water was boiled, You Yu drank two cups. Fu Xing held the kettle and asked You Yu if he wanted another cup. You Yu shook his head: "I want to rest."

"I'm worried about sleeping here with you tonight." After Fu Xing finished speaking, he went to find a quilt under You Yu's closet with ease. You Yu knew that Fu Xing was worried, and felt that it was inconvenient for him to be alone.

"Tomorrow, you will ask your aunt to tell the nurse that you will stay at home with you at night. Why is the lame and disabled left unattended?" Fu Xing spoke venomously, but his meaning was clear.

You Yu gave a small yell, Fu Xing lisuo threw the quilt on the bed, came over and picked You Yu up, and gently put him on the bed in the posture of a princess hugging him.Fu Xing is a student of Sanda and likes to exercise. You Yu is lighter than ordinary boys. Fu Xing can't help but feel cheap again: "Why is it so light like a girl?"

"Have you hugged?" You Yu asked back.

"You never hugged?"

You Yu thought for a while, "Hug."

Fu Xing took off his shoes and crossed Youyu to sleep on the side of the bed next to the wall. The two lay flat and did not speak, but soon Fu Xing couldn't hold back the sound of "tsk", he said: "Which girlfriend do you want?" I haven’t seen it before, it’s almost as heavy as you, I remember there’s another one that’s heavier than you, right? I remember right.”

"..."

You Yu finally said impatiently: "No one will treat you as dumb if you can't speak."

"My mother said two days ago that my family was going to have a distant cousin." As soon as the subject changed, Fu Xing propped his head on his elbows and turned his body to face You Yu. Laugh out loud.

"The second semester of high school?" You Yu asked.

As expected of friends who have been together for many years, Fu Xing is also puzzled, "I am also wondering, I will be in my third year of high school soon, and now transferring to another school will affect my status... What's wrong with you?"

You Yu rubbed his wrist and shook his head, "The wrist is a little uncomfortable, it's okay, you continue to talk."

"It is said that my cousin's house is very difficult. I didn't ask about the specific situation. My cousin will come to my house next Sunday. My mother said that I will eat stir-fried vegetables at home. I will bring you some dishes you like."

In fact, You Yu really wanted to tell Fu Xing about Bao Shaoyi that he met today, but after thinking about it carefully, you don't need to say it, Fu Xing and him are not in the same class, and there is probably no necessary intersection with Bao Shaoyi.

"Thank you." You Yu whispered.

"Remember to wake me up tomorrow morning, I still have to go to school." Fu Xing turned his back to You Yu, "I want to go to the bathroom at night and squeak, brother, I will relieve you."

"Oh!"

"You Yu!" Fu Xing, who was attacked by You Yu's punch, suddenly jumped up from the bed and almost stepped on You Yu's leg. I!"

You Yu quietly faced Fu Xing. In fact, he was slightly night-blind and could only see the outline of Fu Xing's body and feel Fu Xing's surging shock.

"I'm older than you." You Yu said lightly, "Don't take advantage of me."

"Damn." Fu Xing quickly returned to the position where he was lying just now, pulled up the quilt, and muttered, "I don't care about you because you are sick."

"The sound of your gnashing of teeth disturbed me." You Yu said coldly in the dark.

Sleeping until dawn, Youyu's biological clock rang at 05:30 on time, and he pushed Fu Xing, who was already at the same level as the wall and was about to merge with it, in a daze.

"Go to school, you go to school quickly." His voice was still covered with a layer of mist, dry and hoarse.

"Fu Xing, I want a drink of water."

Sleeping against the wall is not a good habit, but for the other party in the same bed, it is no exaggeration to use the metaphor of being happy like a fairy.

Fu Xing didn't stay in bed for a long time, and quickly ran back home to wash up with the chicken nest on his head. Before he left, he helped Youyu boil another pot of hot water, and brought some breakfast for Youyu from home when he went to school with his schoolbag on his back.

Fu Xing turned his head three times, "If you feel uncomfortable, remember to call me, or open the door and yell at the corridor. My dad is resting today. I told him that I will come down as soon as I hear the sound."

You Yu waved his hands in disgust and expelled Fu Xing, "Go, go."

The short noise in the morning ended with Fu Xing's departure. You Yu returned to the studio with breakfast and began to paint. Jiang Ping came to the door with vegetables at nine o'clock in the morning.

"Xiaoyu, were you okay last night by yourself? Auntie lay on the bed last night and couldn't sleep no matter what. It's not appropriate to leave you alone at home. If mother is not here in the future, auntie will stay with you." Jiang Ping stood at the door and said to You Yu.

You Yu was lowering his head to adjust the paint, when he heard Jiang Ping was worried, he stopped his hands and smiled and said to her, "The neighbor came down to accompany me last night, I'm fine."

Without agreeing or rejecting, You Yu threw the paint-stained pen into the bucket, "Call me for lunch, I want to paint quietly before then."

"Okay, okay." Jiang Ping nodded, "Drink pork rib soup and stir-fry vegetables at noon."

You Yu smiled and said, "You decide."

After the studio door was closed, You Yu leaned over and took the drawing paper off the easel, and threw it into the trash can in random balls.There are too many colors of paint in the bucket, and several of them add up to a purplish gray.You Yu looked up at Shu Shaoyuan's painting again, he was fascinated by the painting, and he didn't know how long it took before he took a new drawing paper and started again.

Painting is like this, repeating boring and tempering actions over and over again.From the strength of the brush falling, from the coloring depth of the paint, every stroke is involved in how to superimpose and paint in detail afterwards.