Wait till the sun rises

"Why are young people so impulsive? Don't be like this again next time." The policeman sternly taught him a lesson, and everyone lowered their heads to be scolded obediently.

When the police uncle turned to leave, the young man with dark circles under his eyes looked at Xu Jiming and Xia Yang provocatively, and made a waiting gesture to them.

The corner of Xu Jiming's mouth was broken, and his body was also injured to varying degrees. He snorted coldly with disdain, and gave the young man his middle finger.The young man left cursing.

"This damn bastard, it's obviously his fault, he didn't look at the road when he was riding a bicycle." Sitting on the tram, Xu Jiming was still aggrieved, as if he wanted to have sex with that person for [-] rounds.

Xia Yang reached out and touched the corner of his damaged lips, Xu Jiming hissed, covered his mouth with his hand and said, "Yangyang, be gentle."

Xia Yang looked at him distressedly: "Does it hurt?"

Xu Jiming's heart trembled, and he scratched his hair: "It's okay, it doesn't hurt, hiss."

"You still say it doesn't hurt?"

Grandpa Xia said on the side: "You young people are so impulsive, you want to solve everything with your fists."

Xu Jiming hummed, and bowed his head obediently to be scolded: "Grandpa's lesson is that it will never happen next time."

Xia Yang pursed his lips, and argued, "He pushed Grandpa first."

Grandpa Xia said: "Aren't I okay? Yangyang, you are too impulsive. Peace is the most important thing."

Xia Yang turned his head away, refusing to speak, Xu Jiming reached out and squeezed his hand, Xia Yang was silent for a while, and then muffled: "Grandpa, I won't do it next time."

"Hiss." Xu Jiming leaned back slightly, and Xia Yang chased after him relentlessly holding the boiled egg.

Xia Yang pressed his shoulder and said, "Don't move."

The two were very close to each other, Xu Jiming sat on the bench with his head raised, Xia Yang rubbed the corners of his lips and half of his face with a boiled egg.

Xia Yang's clear and shallow breath hit his face, and Xu Jiming could even see the tiny fluff on Xia Yang's face, as well as the enviably long black eyelashes.

Grandpa Xia poked his head out from the kitchen. Seeing him like this, he felt distressed for some reason: "Would you like to go to the hospital? My handsome little grandson."

Xu Jiming laughed out loud, grabbed Xia Yang's wrist and smiled at Grandpa Xia, "Small injury, it's not a problem." While speaking, he pulled the wound and frowned again.

Xia Yang opened his hand, continued to rub it, and said, "Actually, it's fine if you don't come here, I..."

Xu Jiming hummed in his heart: "If I don't go there, your small body is the opponent of that little hooligan. If you turn around and hurt yourself, you don't want to feel sorry for yourself. It doesn't matter if you have rough skin and thick flesh."

He groaned, stretched out his hand to pinch Xia Yang's chin, and smiled with his mouth tilted: "Why, I see you are about to cry. It's not like you don't know that I have rough skin and thick flesh. Isn't that person worse than me?"

Xia Yang just raised his eyelids and glanced at him, without speaking.

Xu Jiming pinched his chin and shook it, saying in his mouth

:"you……"

Xia Yang straightened up, put the egg in his palm, and said, "Knead it yourself."

Xu Jiming sat there holding the egg for a while, smiled at Grandpa Xia, and then pushed open the door of Xia Yang's bedroom: "Are you really angry?"

"It's not a big deal, it will be fine in a few days." Xu Jiming pulled a bench and sat down in front of Xia Yang, "You said if I don't rush up, can I still watch that person bully you and grandpa? Grandpa Zhao You and grandpa are so old, you can't expect them to go up and fight with others, can you?"

He repeated what he had just said several times before Xia Yang turned around and looked at him expressionlessly.

Xu Jiming raised his palm and said solemnly: "I will definitely pay attention next time, so I won't be hurt again."

Xia Yang was so angry that he lost his temper, took the egg and rubbed his face for him, Xu Jiming squinted his eyes and thought about enrolling in a martial arts class after the college entrance examination.

Xia Yang asked: "What are you thinking?"

"Oh, it's okay." Xu Jiming said with a smile, "Is it time for lunch? I feel a little hungry."

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After taking a shower, Xu Jiming walked into the backyard wrapped in the smell of Yunnan Baiyao.

The breeze is warm, not as hot as the previous few days, so the backyard is a good place to go.

Now that he has grown up, unlike when he was a child who had to run around the yard to see things clearly, Xu Jiming is tall and has long legs. As soon as he stepped into the yard, he saw Xia Yang lying on a reclining chair under the wisteria trellis in the yard.

Grandpa Xia loves flowers. After the death of his son and daughter-in-law, he spent a few years renovating the back garden. He built a simple flower hall with bamboo fences. Wisterias covered the shelves and hung down long.

Xu Jiming walked over lightly, and made a shush gesture to Bailey who was lying at Xia Yang's feet and wagging his tail at him.

Before he could put his hand down, Xia Yang raised his eyelids.Xu Jiming said, "Aren't you asleep?"

Xia Yang yawned and closed his eyes again: "I'm already asleep, the smell of medicine on your body is too strong."

"Is there?" Xu Jiming raised his arm and sniffed, then walked over and poked Xia Yang, "Don't sleep, go swimming."

Xia Yang moved to the side, and Xu Jiming was not polite to him, and sat on the armrest of the rattan chair, with one hand propped on the ground.

Xia Yang said: "It's still hurt, the river is not clean." After finishing speaking, he fell silent again.

Xu Jiming looked at him amusedly, the scent of wisteria flowers was everywhere, the breeze was warm, and his beloved was by his side, Xu Jiming felt that the wound on his body was not so unbearable anymore.

Xu Jiming let out a breath of turbid air as the cool wind wrapped in the fragrance of wisteria flowers blew past. He was almost in his third year of high school, and he hadn't had such a leisurely life for a few days.

However, he didn't feel bored in his heart. Looking at Xia Yang's peaceful sleeping face, he only felt peaceful in his heart and was full of longing for the future.

Xu Jiming pushed aside the wisteria flowers hanging beside Xia Yang's head, his heart filled with tenderness.

He thought, after Xia Yang's college entrance examination is over, he will confess his love to him.It doesn't matter if he is rejected, he has enough confidence and patience to wait for Xia Yang's turn.

"What are you thinking, smiling so happily?"

Xia Yang opened his eyes at some point, and Xu Jiming's smiling face was reflected in the light-colored eyes.

Xu Jiming said: "I was thinking, this kind of life is really good now."

Xia Yang showed a puzzled look, not knowing why he would express such emotion.

Xu Jiming rumpled his broken hair with a smile, without explaining, but said: "I feel very happy now."

"Inexplicable." Xia Yang pushed Xu Jiming's hand away and turned over on the rattan chair, but a smile appeared on his face.

Xu Jiming was in a very good mood today, and he pulled Xia Yang to talk about all the things the two of them had experienced from childhood to adulthood. smell.

"You said how bad you were when you were a child. When you are in a good mood, give me a few candies. When you are in a bad mood, not only do you have no candies, but you also have to complain to my mother. I have been taught a lot for this."

"When I first learned how to cook, I asked you to help me. You peeled all the onions, leaving only a little bit..."

"..."

"Hey, counting it down, I have been bullied by you so much since I was a child." Xu Jiming broke his fingers, a little inconceivable.He stretched out his hand to poke Xia Yang, only to find that Xia Yang was breathing heavily and had fallen asleep.

"I'm not singing a lullaby." Xu Jiming touched the corner of his damaged mouth and complained softly, but he still got up and took a small blanket aside and covered Xia Yang's stomach.

Bailey lay at Xu Jiming's feet, staring at him with two big eyes. Xu Jiming lost his slippers, tapped Bailey's dog's head with his foot, and said with a smile, "I'll change it for you later." A big kennel, let you enjoy yourself. Be sure to stand by my side when the time comes."

Bailey seemed to understand his words, shook his head, stood up and wagged his tail and rubbed against his legs.

"It's so cute." Xu Jiming laughed.

Xu Jiming sat on the armrest of the wicker chair, staring at Xia Yang's profile with lowered eyes.

Knowing that the Sanskrit singing stopped for some unknown reason, time passed slowly, Xu Jiming sat there watching the sun gradually sinking to the west, the sunset glow dyed half of the sky red, and the hazy shadow of the moon could be vaguely seen in the east.

In Xu Jiming's heart, there was a strange feeling of the tranquility of time, and he thought how nice it would be if time stayed at this moment.

Maybe it was because he was uncomfortable sleeping on the rattan bed, Xia Yang moved, and the thin blanket covering his body slipped from the gap in the armrest.

Xu Jiming grabbed the corner of the quilt with his quick eyes and hands.He leaned over Xia Yang's body, only relying on the hand that grabbed the armrest of the rattan chair to support his body so that he would not lie on Xia Yang's body.

Xu Jiming raised his head slightly, and saw Xia Yang's cheeks fluttering in sleep, his fine short hair was attached to Xia Yang's, Xia Yang's eyelashes trembled slightly, Xu Jiming felt as if his heart had been scratched by a kitten , crispy and numb.

Finally, as if he had made up his mind, Xu Jiming slowly bent down, and placed a light kiss on Xia Yang's beautifully shaped lips, which were instantly separated.

Xu Jiming smiled like a sneaky cat. He slowly sat up straight, spread out the thin blanket with his hands and covered Xia Yang's body again, and brushed the hair on Xia Yang's forehead with a smile.As the evening wind blew, Xu Jiming raised his eyes, and the smile on the corner of his mouth disappeared instantly.

Time seemed to freeze, Xu Jiming stood up, and stared silently at the old man with trembling lips standing not far in front.

At that moment, the old man's shocking and painful gaze made him unable to lift his head.

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