The transfer boss was teased by the school grass

The days are rushing forward, and Xia Yi'an will be leaving after the two weekends are over.

The closer the departure date is, the calmer the mood is. I have to worry about a lot of trivial things, and use this to dilute the reluctance brought about by a long or short separation.

For example, when the weather changes, how should I bring my clothes?How many sets of underwear are suitable?One pajamas or two?How many pairs of shoes do you bring?Do you want to bring some standing medicine?Do you want to bring a portable hanger, laundry soap or something?Would you like to bring some snacks...

The two are at home on weekends.

The suitcase was spread out in the middle of the living room, Jian Shuai found out what he wanted to bring and put it in.

Compared with the sloppy running away from home during my summer vacation, I don't know how many times more detailed.On the matter of packing Xia Yi'an's luggage, Jian Shuai tried his best and enjoyed it.

Xia Yi'an seemed to have nothing to do with him, sitting cross-legged on the sofa with a book spread out on his lap.

He didn't read the book either, just stared at Jian Shuai coming in and out, watching him bring out a few bottles and jars every once in a while, and a pile of clothes and towels after a while.

In the end, Jian Shuai squatted next to the suitcase, his black eyes flickered, "Brother An, do you want to bring a pillow?"

"Is there any room in the box?" Xia Yi'an asked with a smile.

"Let me tidy up, there are more." Jian Shuai stood up, and looked down at the boxes that were more than half stuffed.

"I put the pillow in, can I put anything else?"

"Let me take a look." Jian Shuai ran into the bedroom and took out the pillow, rubbed it, and stuffed it in, "There is still a little more, what else do you want to pretend."

Xia Yi'an stood up from the sofa and walked to Jian Shuai, grabbed him and hugged him tightly, "Pretend you, and take him with you."

The two hugged and kissed long in the middle of the living room.

The soft sunshine in early autumn, with a hint of coolness, passed through the dripping green dills at the corner of the balcony, obliquely shot into the living room, and sprinkled a spot of light on the living room floor.

They are standing in this spot of light.The sunlight traced a shining edge along their figures, making the icing on the cake even better.

Xia Yi'an's fingers gently stroked Jian Shuai's face, from the corner of the eyebrows to the earlobe, kneading the earlobe into a ball of pink, and then stroked Jian Shuai's neck, Adam's apple... The lips flowed down, on his collarbone Nibble lightly.

Jian Shuai responded gently, wrapping his arms around her boyfriend's waist tightly.

"Oh... I can't bear it." The two said the same sentence, and after they separated, their lips came together again and touched back and forth.

"Brother An, National Day will be in 20 days." Jian Shuai buried his head in Xia Yi'an's neck and pressed his eyelids, "It's less than three weeks, two more weekends... besides, we can still video.. .Why are you slimier than me now?"

"I also want to know why?" Xia Yi'an released Jian Shuai, "Since someone thinks I'm sticky, I'll go out in the afternoon."

"Ah?" Jian Shuai was suddenly let go, feeling like something was missing, "Where are you going?"

Xia Yi'an kissed him on the face, but didn't answer his question, "You make arrangements in the afternoon, and go to XY for dinner together when I come back in the evening."

"Ah? No..." Shuai Jian frowned. Didn't I just say you were sticky and took revenge on me so quickly?

"Don't tease you, I really have something to do." Xia Yi'an reached out and pinched Jian Shuai's nose, then turned and walked to the big bedroom, "Come here, help my boyfriend pick out a coat."

Now Xia Yi'an and Jian Shuai are sleeping together in the guest bedroom, and the big bedroom has become a study and cloakroom.

Xia Yi'an took the time to hang both of them's clothes in the closet, mixing them together, unable to tell yours from mine.

When they were not in school, the clothes of the two were mixed, and the clothes were similar in style, comfortable and casual.

The color of Xia Yi'an's clothes is a few more colors than Jian Shuai's pure black, a little more white, and then black, brown, and dark blue. They are low-key and easy to match, and they are not obtrusive on Jian Shuai.

"No, where are you going? Do you want me to pick out clothes for you?" Jian Shuai flicked through the clothes hanging in the closet, and a pleasant mint smell wafted out.

"It's not about picking out clothes for the afternoon, it's about having dinner at night, with a couple outfit, hurry up!"

"Then I want to wear yours, I'll wear this white one," Jian Shuai pulled out a velvet shirt, all white, with gray cuffs in reverse, and a black T-shirt and black jeans inside, " You wear mine, I have a similar black shirt, I'll look for it."

Jian Shuai opened the hangers one by one to find a black shirt. It was not easy to find a black shirt among a pile of dark clothes.

Jian Shuai rummaged for a long time before he found the dress. It was all black, with a small white letter dotted on the chest, a white T-shirt, and black overalls.

Jian Shuai put the two sets of jackets and trousers on the bed in order, as if they were walking hand in hand.Jian Shuai took out his phone and took a picture with a "click".

Domestic mobile phone, black and silver mobile phone case, with a pull tab of the same color on the back, finally a little more decorative than the boyfriend's own clear water case.

The phone was given by the boyfriend, the phone film was put on by the boyfriend, the phone case and the tab were picked by the boyfriend, even the screen saver and desktop were adjusted by the boyfriend, and they were all photos of the two of them, handsome and sweet.

After sending her boyfriend out in a neat dress, and then sitting back on the sofa, Jian Shuai was confused when he was facing the big suitcase.

What kind of behavior is this?Let the boyfriend out dressed like a dog, but still don't know where he is going.

Xia Yi'an was acting weird for several days. He asked for leave from Thursday to Friday in the afternoon, and didn't return until the evening self-study.

Jian Shuai thought he was doing it for the competition, so he didn't ask much.

But looking at this posture today, it seems that it is not a matter of competition.

Fortunately, Jian Shuai is not a narrow-minded person. If he believes in a person, he believes in it completely, without doubt, entanglement, or suspicion.

Now that the two are together, it's no fun to guess again and again.

So when Huizi asked him if he could go to XY for dinner, he agreed without hesitation.

Don't say that Xia Yi'an and Yanzi have nothing to do, even if there was something in the past, he doesn't care about the things that have come to an end now.

It's too late to like it, how can I have free time to hold on to the past.

Jian Shuai temporarily closed the suitcase and pushed it against the wall. After finishing all the homework, he went to the bedroom and took out the guitar that had been neglected for many days.

When he was in elementary school, Jian Dan forced him to learn the guitar. It seems that forcing him is not accurate, but he was given room to choose: the piano and the guitar must be the same.

Of course it is a guitar. The piano has 88 keys, but the guitar has only 6 strings. Of course, it is easy for primary school students to choose.

After I learned it, I realized that it is not easy to play the guitar well.

Children have short fingers and cannot reach the strings. They have to split their fingers every day, which is very painful.The fingers are weak, and if you press the strings hard, the soft fingertips are worn out into hard calluses.

These pains are not a big deal to Jian Shuai, it will be over after a while. When the melodious music comes out from between his fingers, everything is worth it.

Later, I found a teacher to learn music theory, harmony and orchestration, and began to write songs by myself.

This time, he plans to write a song for his boyfriend.

Jian Shuai used to write songs for self-entertainment, but this is the first time that he willingly and happily wants to write songs for others.

The feeling of pleasing oneself is completely different from pleasing others. The former is casual, while the latter is close.

Jian Shuai took out a notebook and a pen from his schoolbag.

In the past few days after class, he has been writing and drawing, and wrote down several song titles in his notebook.He used to think of the title of the song first, frame the basic emotional direction of the song, and then compose the lyrics.

Take out the guitar, sit cross-legged on the ground, a little cold.

He likes the feeling of sitting on the ground and playing the guitar, and his flying thoughts are pulled back by the solid ground below him from time to time, starting from reality and returning to reality.

I plucked a few chords with my fingers, hummed the melody, and the lyrics slowly emerged. If it felt right, I took notes... The afternoon passed without knowing it.

When her boyfriend called, Jian Shuai had already finished the first part pretty well.

He closed the notebook, got up from the ground, and beat his sore waist twice.When he swiped the answer button on the phone, he was still humming a short melody.

"What song did you hum just now?" Xia Yi'an heard Jian Shuai humming a nice melody on the other end of the phone.

During this period of time, things happened one after another. He hadn't heard Jian Shuai sing for a long time, except for the half line "I can imagine the most romantic thing..." a few days ago

"Does it sound good?" Jian Shuai asked.

"Too short, hum a few more."

"No more, haha!"

"...Come down, I'm downstairs."

Seeing Xia Yi'an, Jian Shuai ran over, grabbed his hand, and found that several of his fingers were wrapped in band-aids, and there were a few shallow bloodstains on the rest.

"What's wrong with your hand?" Jian Shuai put his hand in front of his eyes and asked with a frown.

"This...was injured during the experiment." Xia Yi'an didn't look at Jian Shuai, and made an excuse.

"Why are you so careless? You are still a physics contestant." Jian Shuai raised Xia Yi'an's hand for a closer look, and touched his lips.

When the two arrived at XY, Feng Hui had already arrived first and opened the door for him.

It was business hours, and the XY store was brightly lit, but the glass door facing the street was closed, and a small wooden sign saying "Closed Business" was hung on the doorknob.

"Swallow said he had something to tell us, and it is closed today." Feng Hui said.

The three of them walked in, and it was still the familiar private room.

Yanzi has already baked a table of skewers and put a few bottles of beer on the table, waiting for them.

Feng Hui sat on one side with Yanzi, Xia Yi'an and Jian Shuai sat across from him.

Yanzi opened 4 bottles of beer and put a bottle in front of each person.

This time Xia Yi'an didn't ask Jian Shuai if he could drink, it was related to his boyfriend's face, so if he wanted to ask, he wouldn't ask in front of Yanzi.

Jian Shuai grabbed the bottle without fear and filled it up for himself.

The phone vibrated in his trouser pocket, Jian Shuai took it out and clicked on the screen, there was a little red dot on WeChat.

An: Don't drink it, my stomach is not good.

Shuai: Oh.

Ann: Just touch your lips.

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"Today I just want to tell you something." Yanzi picked up the wine glass, smiled at a few people, and drank the wine in the glass with her head up. "I took XY out and left in two days."

"Let's go? Where are you going?" Feng Hui asked her with staring eyes after drinking the wine in his glass.

"I'm planning to go to City Y," Yanzi said, "There is someone waiting for me over there."

Xia Yi'an also raised his head and drank the wine in the glass, Jian Shuai picked up the glass and took a sip.

"Boyfriend?" Feng Hui asked.

"Well, I've been chasing me for a long time, junior high school classmate," Yanzi took a handful of meat skewers and put a few on the small plate in front of each of them, "You have to accept the reality, I'm not nobody wants me, right, Xiaoan .”

Suddenly being called, Xia Yi'an filled his glass with wine, tapped the bottom of the glass on the table, "Well, it's good!" He drank it in one gulp.

Feng Hui looked at Jian Shuai, who was engrossed in eating skewers with a satisfied expression on his face.

Today's skewers are a bit spicy, Yanzi is made according to Xia Yi'an's usual taste, slightly spicy and more cumin.

After Xia Yi'an took a bite, he suddenly asked, "Swallow, is there anything that's not spicy?"

"Well, corn sausage and chicken feet are not spicy," Yanzi pushed these two plates towards Xia Yi'an, "Since when did you start eating non-spicy food?"

"Jian Shuai has a stomach problem, he's not fully healed yet, so he can't eat spicy food." Xia Yi'an patted Jian Shuai's elbow, and brought two plates of non-spicy food to him.

Jian Shuai grabbed a piece of corn sausage, picked up the wine glass, shook it at Yanzi, and drank half of it with his head raised.

"Who did you give the shop to?" Xia Yi'an asked Yanzi.

"My creditor, I owe some money, and the store gave me half-bought and half-gifted." Yanzi finished Jian Shuai's toast and filled himself up again.

"Well, if you need help in the future, just tell me." Xia Yi'an drank another glass.

"When I'm settled over there, you and Jian Shuai will come and play with me, and I'll pay the bill!" Yanzi said with a smile, after drinking a few glasses of wine, her eyes were a little red, "and Huizi."

"Sister Yanzi, you don't have to think of me." Feng Hui took a sip of his wine, "It makes me feel like I'm on his side."

Everyone laughed, and the dull atmosphere on the table eased.

The wine on the table was finished and there was no more. The four of them talked for a while and then broke up.

Outside the store, Yanzi called Jian Shuai aside, "Jian Shuai, do you know why my store is called XY?"

"...Binary one? Solve the equation?" Jian Shuai tried to guess the profound meaning of these two simple letters.

Yanzi smiled, stroked her bangs on her eyebrows, "X, Xia, Y, Yan!"

The author has something to say: Daxiangbian is a dialect, which means that following others has gained convenience and benefited, and that's probably what it means!

Thank you for reading the text, little ones, I love you!