Little mortals' dreams come true

Li Ming returned home the day before Li Fan started school, and it only took a few minutes from excitement to collapse.Li Fan looked at Li Ming who had been standing in front of Uncle Li's desk and shed tears, and stretched out his hand to stop him distressedly, but was pushed away fiercely.

"It's all your fault. No matter what you call the police, it's all because of you! Dad left and he didn't come back, it's all your fault!"

Li Fan was stunned for a moment because of Li Ming's sudden outburst of crying, and then felt even more distressed.He knew that Liming was just sad, not really targeting him.As usual, he wanted to reach out and touch Liming's head, telling him it was okay, he was here.

But the hand that had just been stretched out was slammed open again.

"Don't touch me, you disgusting gay! Don't think I don't know what you did in high school! It's all your fault, Dad must have left because of you! It's all your fault..."

Li Fan stood in the posture of being pushed away, his body trembling uncontrollably.Even though he was used to the strange eyes of others, but one day when such words were spoken from the mouth of his beloved brother, he could still make him suffer so much.

Li Fan's loving eyes suddenly became hollow, he moved his mouth like a fish out of water, his throat was so dry, until dawn cried and ran to the bedroom, he still couldn't say a word.

Li Fan stood in that position for a long time, his mind turning very slowly.It wasn't until it was dark that I remembered that tomorrow was the day of reporting, and forced myself to drag my numb feet to pack my luggage slowly.

On the school roof, Li Fan squatted until he almost lost consciousness in his legs, so he stood up while leaning on the wall.The moment he stood up, his eyes felt momentary blindness, followed by numbness that quickly went up from his toes.

The roof of this dormitory building is in the shape of an L, and Li Fan is squatting on the lower side near the corner.

Suddenly, the sound of shaking the quilt came along the wall.It was only then that Li Fan realized that he was not the only one on the rooftop, but his sight was just blocked by the wall.He turned the corner and unconsciously followed the sound.

A tall boy was shaking the quilt vigorously, and the pillows and sheets had been dried on the glue line beside him. They were clean and light gray, very soft by the sun.

Seeming to sense someone, the boy looked sideways, met Li Fan's gaze, and smiled naturally.The moment he was discovered, Li Fan's first reaction was to avoid his sight, but he froze for a moment because of this smile and was stunned.

The sunlight was very bright, and a large area surrounded the boy, which was somewhat blocked by the boy's tall figure, leaving a shadow on the profile of his face.

Li Fan suddenly thought of his dead father.

Li Fan's original surname was Yu. His father, Yu Zhengyan, was a poor worker, but he married a beautiful and gentle mother.Many of Li Fan's memories of his childhood are fuzzy, but he vaguely remembers that at that time, although life was very tight, the whole family was working hard, living warmly and peacefully.

My father doesn't talk much, but he is a hearty man who loves to laugh.The house at home is damp and cramped, and always has a musty smell.Only for a short time at noon did a small ray of sunlight enter the house through the drafty windows.My father always gave up his lunch break and hurried back from the construction site, just to take Li Fan's little quilt to dry in the poor sunshine.

For a long time, Li Fan's impression of his father was that face quietly immersed in the sun, with a small quiet shadow under the eyelids.

Memories are like a puff of smoke, previously sealed by Li Fan's impenetrable heart, at this moment a gap suddenly appeared for no reason, and all of them ran out at once, scurrying into every inch of Li Fan's flesh and blood.

Li Fan's eyes blurred for a while, thinking that the tears were not enough, he wiped them with his hands in a panic, but his eyes were dry.Just as he was surprised, the blur in front of his eyes suddenly turned into darkness. Before Li Fan could put down his hand, he fell down straight with a clear "classmate".

In a daze, the appearance of the boy throwing down the quilt and running over overlapped with the tall figure of his father in his memory, and together with the dense fog that was accidentally released just now, was locked in Li Fan's heart.

Li Fan walked through his memories in a half-dream and half-awake state, as if reliving the old time.But in fact, when he opened his eyes in a daze, only ten minutes had passed.

Still on the roof, but moved to a shady place.There was a ball of wet cloth on his forehead, and the slight cool wind drifted past his ears from time to time, Li Fan sniffed comfortably, suddenly realized where he was, and bounced up.

"Are you awake? You should have suffered from heat stroke just now. How do you feel?"

It was only then that Li Fan noticed the boy beside him, he was leaning against the wall with a quilt cover in his arms, and gently fanning an old newspaper in one hand.A corner of the quilt protruded from the boy's arms and lay loosely on the ground.After waking up a little bit, Li Fan realized that the wet thing on his forehead was this quilt. Thinking about it this way, he could even remember the faint smell of laundry detergent lingering at the tip of his nose.

"No...it's okay, I'm sorry to cause you trouble. Well, quilt, can I wash it for you again?"

"No, I still have plenty at my place anyway. As long as you're fine, why come to the roof alone to bask in the sun?"

Li Fan just woke up, still a little dizzy, hearing the boy's gentle tone, he felt an inexplicable grievance, and almost couldn't control the urge to drag out all the unbearable pain in his heart.Fortunately, those emotions that can only grow in the cracks are too difficult to express. After hesitating, Li Fan regained his sobriety, with a layer of defensive indifference on his face.

The boy didn't seem to notice Li Fan's embarrassment, and said to himself:

"Are you a freshman too? My name is Han Sheng. How about you?"

"Li Fan. Well... Thank you very much today. I haven't packed my things yet, so I'm going down first. Well, about the quilt..."

"It's fine, it's fine, it's not dirty, you can go, remember to buy some honeysuckle dew later."

Li Fan tried his best to squeeze a smile, and hurried down the stairs with somewhat weak steps. The complicated mood that he had no time to pick up was left on Han Sheng like this.

He never thought that since then, those feelings will never be taken back.

The feelings of a teenager are like a seed hidden in the soil. At the beginning, it was covered by thick snow, and only whiteness and desolation can be seen.However, just a drop of careless spring rain will make it secretly take root, sprout, and grow luxuriant branches in the cool wind.

It didn't take long for Li Fan to realize the seed that was about to move in his heart.

At first, it was a casual glance when entering and leaving the dormitory, and then it gradually became a habit that I couldn't quit, and I began to frantically look for that figure in the crowd like an addiction.But even though Li Fan's heart was turbulent, it was blocked by that layer of cowardly and accustomed skin.He didn't even dare to take the initiative to say hello. Occasionally, his eyes collided. Before his brain had time to think, his body reacted first and hurriedly looked away.When he came to his senses, the person had already left, and only the hot cheeks reminded him that it was not his hallucination.

Secret love is like this, no matter how much emotion is boiled in the heart, the smell will not drift to the other party.When people come and go, what you bet on is the scorching gaze, but there is just a stranger in the other person's eyes unintentionally.

"Xiaofan, wake up! Get up and have breakfast!"

Li Fan opened his eyes blankly, stared at the ceiling for a while, remembered where he was, and suddenly broke into a smile.That's right, he is no longer the person who dared not even say a word of his liking. He not only said it, but also bravely pursued it, and after many years, he finally succeeded.

Li Fan smirked for a while by himself, his empty stomach began to protest.It happened that a scent of milk wafted in through the crack of the door, Li Fan threw off the quilt and ran out.

Sure enough, there was a neatly arranged breakfast on the dining table.While gnawing on a sandwich, Fang Qing flipped through the news on her mobile phone, without raising her eyes, she slapped Li Fan's hand that was stretched out to Toast with precision.

"Go and brush your teeth first! Why are you acting like a child?"

Li Fan withdrew his hand in embarrassment, and obediently brushed his teeth with his tail between his legs like a caught puppy.Fang Qing is a straight guy who isn't straight enough, one side is straight, the other side is unbelievably delicate, and he also has good cooking skills!In Li Fan's past knowledge, straight men don't care if they brush their teeth before breakfast, at least they don't care if others brush their teeth before breakfast!

After gleefully drinking the last sip of milk, Li Fan put down the glass and raised his hand, ready to stretch for a long time.As soon as he got into position, Fang Qing threw a coat on Li Fan's head, directly blocking the lazy waist that hadn't started yet.Li Fan tore it down randomly, and found that it was the one he forgot here last time, it was washed clean, and it still had a faint fragrance of lavender.

"Put on this one. I don't like it. I washed it for you by the way. Are you still here today? How about I find a bag and put the one you changed into in it."

When Li Fan thought about going on a date with Han Sheng for the first time today, he felt light and airy, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth when he spoke.

"I'm not coming, I'm not an otaku like you, I have a date!"

Fang Qing snorted and didn't say anything, just rolled her eyes when she threw the bag of clothes at Li Fan.

Li Fan floated so fast that he almost missed the bag, curled his lips:

"Can't I let you here? Next time, there will be another..."

"Go away, don't treat my place as a hotel, don't you think there should be a laundry service?"

Li Fan is in a good mood and doesn't have the same knowledge as straight men.When I go out, I feel that the sky is blue, the wind is clear, and the air is terribly sweet.Even the mess left by Yang Cheng's turmoil in the past few days has become better because of the little anticipation after get off work.