hold peck

The murals on the fence of the orphanage were a bit faded, and those paintings hadn't changed since Xu Peck was promoted to the second year of junior high school. The only change was that the original bright colors were constantly peeled off by the wind, rain and sun, and the color became darker and darker.

When Qiuran was still in Yancheng, she would often come back with paints and paint new patterns on the wall, and occasionally another girl would accompany her.

At that time, Xu Peck would come over every week, just to not miss every return visit of the two of them.

He liked to see the two girls standing side by side and drawing pictures together.

Qiu Ran has a gentle personality, and the sister named Nie Ziyu loves to tease her very much. As she draws, she will slowly move to Qiu Ran's side, and draw a few mustaches on the face of the big-headed girl she has already drawn.

Excessive.

No matter how good-tempered Ren Qiuran was, he couldn't help but stare at her.

But Nie Ziyu seemed to be very useful for this, and after a while he poked Qiu Ran with the end of his pen to show her what he had just drawn.

The little girl's beard has been changed back by her, and Nie Ziyu just drew another little girl next to the little girl, and they are holding hands.

The sky is blue and white clouds, the sun is bright, and the wall is covered with flowers from the fairy tales of the four seasons against the seasons. The girl stretched out her hand with a smile, and took the soft palm from another girl with red ears.

He misses them very much.

But at this moment, under the same clear sky, there stood a young man with a paintbrush in front of the wall again.

He was very different from the two girls, his hands were very casual and steady, his arms stretched above his head and strokes, and the T-shirt wrapped around the young man's muscles and bones with smooth movements, outlining two perfect shoulder blades.

As good as his paintings are.

Xu Peck moved from the steps in the front yard to the steps in the back yard, staring at the front without blinking, not knowing whether he was looking at the painting or the painter.

Xu Peck likes the graffiti that He Zhi drew on the wall.

Most of the time, it seems that there is no theme, and I just draw wherever I think of.Xu Peck has seen He Zhi's manuscripts for the store, he seems to have a natural and keen sense of touch in this line, the colors that others can't imagine collide with his pen, and what explodes is dripping and flamboyant all over the place.

His personality is so prominent that the guests either liked it to death or cursed how it was possible to get tattoos on their bodies, but no one questioned He Zhi's works.

Supor quietly asked Xu Peck which painting of He Zhi he likes the most.

Xu Peck didn't think of it at the time, but later, on the night he was drunk, Xu Peck remembered.

He likes the painting He Zhi left unfinished on the wall the most.

The only thing in the painting is a woman, and the painter loses interest before the facial features have been traced.

But those unfinished eyes are very beautiful, like a deep calm sea, with waves hitting the shore under the moonlight.

He Zhi is an artist.Supor said.

But the artist is standing by the wall of the orphanage at this moment, painting the big-headed son and the small-headed father.

Xu pecked his chin on his knee and laughed silently.

Taking advantage of his sore back, He Zhi turned his head, and just ran into the prickly dimple on the side of Xiaojieba's mouth that he hadn't had time to hide.

He was so sweet that his heart swelled, so he became dizzy, threw the paintbrush into the paint bucket, walked back and squatted in front of Xu Peck.

"Yuanyuan." He kept calling.

It's so strange that Xu Peck didn't feel angry when the bastard called him "Little Stutterer" and "Little Stutterer", but now that He Zhi called Xu Peck by his nickname in a good way, he started to feel annoyed again.

I knew I wouldn't be here today.

As if he knew what he was thinking, He Zhi raised his eyebrows and smiled brightly: "If you don't come today, I won't come in the future. The murals on the wall of the orphanage are almost cracked. Once I leave, the wall will be damaged." I can't help but continue to crack, and when you come next time, the paintings on the wall have fallen off like an old lady's teeth, what should I do? There is no way, because Brother Zhi will never come again. "

Kuang Kuang A small composition, the logical argument is weird, it sounds like it can be justified at first glance, but in fact he is just stinking shit.

Xu Peck pressed his temple, feeling very helpless.

"Why do you have so many words?"

It doesn't matter if he thinks he talks too much, He Zhi can change it.

The boy's beauty is very flamboyant, with a grin, it seems that all the parallel rays of the sun are focused on him alone, not only can't burn him to death, but is dazzling and good-looking.

Feeling overwhelmed, Xu Peck got up and went to the wall to look at the painting.

The big-headed son and the small-headed father are holding hands, and the mother of the apron only drew an apron, which is a little strange floating on the side.

Xu Peck wanted to tell He Zhi not to be lazy and finish drawing, but his eyes fell on the pattern on the pocket of the apron, and he swallowed the words again.

A saury was printed on the apron.

He Zhi walked back to his side.

"This is a small graffiti in the corner of the wall. I saw it when I was painting the wall just now, and I enlarged it. Yuanyuan, do you know who painted it?"

Know, but not sure.

Nie Ziyu and Qiu Ran, no matter who drew it, this saury should not be separated by anything now.

As the summer deepens, the flowers and plants on the wall fall to the ground, and there are weak but unyielding wild flowers growing endlessly.

Standing among the flowers, Xu Peck looked back at him with his hands behind his back, his bright eyes seemed to be filled with this summer of Yancheng.

"Thank you, He Zhi."

He just said five words without beginning or end, but He Zhi panicked. He moved to the wall, laughed and leaned against the wall where the paint was not yet dry, and raised his trousers to cover him. the little duckling.

his ducklings.

He Zhi is illiterate, and he hates writing the most in his life, but if he were asked to write a diary today, then this stinky boy would probably pick up the pen and write the first sentence on his own initiative, cursing:

The happy time is always so short!

He drew a picture on the wall in the afternoon, and Xu Peck praised him. He Zhixin was in full bloom for three hours, running around with a paint bucket and leaving his own footprints, and he had to drag Xu Peck wherever he went. On the back of the mural, there is a sentence "Zhige and Yuanyuan came here for a visit".

At dinner, Xu Peck fed the other owner of the paper rose—the little girl with cleft lip and palate. He Zhi lay on the opposite side of them and stared at each other, wishing that they were really like a family of three.

Xu Peck didn't know that the little beast on the opposite side was thinking about him, and when He Zhi handed him the water glass, he smiled gently at the weasel.

Happiness comes so easily, and the sky is so dark and timely.

He Zhi took a shower, brushed his hair, and happily thought about sleeping face to face with Yuanyuan. As soon as he walked into the dormitory, he found that his favorite Yuanyuan was throwing pillows on the upper bunk.

Why is it a bunk bed?

He Zhi's smile froze.

He can see a ghost.In the middle of the night, I thought about Yuanyuan and poked my head down, but I was still treated as a real ghost and beaten to death with a stick.

"Have you finished washing?" Xu Peck looked back at him, "Do you want to sleep on the upper bunk or the lower bunk, I can do it."

I want to sleep in the same bunk with you.

He Zhi laughed, not daring to say, "Do you like it?"

The two of them couldn't sleep all night, Xu Peck thought about it, and said honestly: "The upper bunk."

When he was in junior high school, he was not in a single dormitory. At that time, the dormitory equipment was also old, and he didn't go to bed or sit at the table.What Xu Peck likes most is the upper bunk by the window, away from the crowds, without being disturbed.

He Zhi nodded: "Then put your things away and go take a shower, the water is still hot."

Xu Peck nodded, and went out with a change of clothes.

The room was not big, and the fluorescent lamp above his head was flickering. He Zhi sat on the lower bunk with a towel on his head, lost in thought, and suddenly hated himself for being uneducated.

The two of them now look like two roommates in a dormitory.

Taking turns taking a bath and helping to fetch water, the water cup on the table was still steaming, it was the warm water that Xu Peck had just connected for him.

Putting aside those rubbish thoughts that cannot be said, He Zhi suddenly wanted to become Xu Peck's roommate and Xu Peck's deskmate immediately.

Speechless, he was so envious of that girl named Guan Guan.

Why is he not a girl!Why did he drop out of junior high school!

He Zhi gritted his teeth, his eyes darkened and he passed out on the bed the dean made in the afternoon.

He was tall and long, and the standard bed was not enough. When Xu Peck came back from the shower, he saw the boy lying on the bed with his legs bent, his arms resting on his eyelids, looking very aggrieved.

"Is it uncomfortable to sleep like this?"

Xu Peck walked over and sat by his bed, and touched He Zhi's still dark hair with his fingertips.

"Your hair is not dry yet. You will have a headache tomorrow morning. I'll get you a hair dryer."

He got up to leave, but He Zhi suddenly grabbed his wrist.

Xu Peck was taken aback for a moment, lowered his head, and his eyes fell on He Zhi's clear knuckles.

Very hot.

He Zhi: "..."

He Zhi was so fragile that he couldn't bear it.

He didn't know why he suddenly stretched out his hand to hold Xu Peck. He should let go of the hold, but he was reluctant to do so. He hesitated again and again and missed the best time for "I made a mistake". Now the situation is very embarrassing.

And the most embarrassing place is not their hands.

He Zhi bent his legs again, rejoicing in his grief, thankful that he was dressed loosely today.

He Zhi is a little beast.

He was alone in the room thinking about "If I were Xu Peck's roommate", thinking about it, his thoughts were deflected in the direction that shouldn't happen.

He blushed and shifted his gaze, but Xiao stuttered and flushed cheeks always came back to his mind over and over again.The cerebral cortex opened a 360-degree full screen in front of He Zhi's eyes, and he leaned against the wall in a panic, watching "Xu Peck" being "him" one way or another in horror.

He Zhi panicked, and the little deer was looking for death everywhere. Before he could figure out how to rescue the mammals bumping around, there was the sound of Xu pecking and pulling slippers outside the room door.

He Zhi used the reflexes he had cultivated in the wind and rain for 18 years to lie down and bend his legs quickly. The moment he closed his eyes, he decided to pretend to sleep until he died, but he never expected that Xu Peck approached him and took the initiative He walked into the borderline of his self-control, and He Zhi held his wrist like that, completely blocking his way of leaving.

Even He Zhi himself didn't know how clear-headed he was, whether it was hard to control himself, or he was harboring evil intentions.

He Zhi was in a state of confusion, anxious and unbearable, he struggled with the wrist in his hand, and he let go in a panic, but Xu Peck approached him again, and raised his hand to stroke his forehead.

"Is your head hurting already?"

The cool palms and the warm questions made He Zhi's eyelashes tremble slightly, but the tense heartstrings seemed to gradually loosen.

Little stammer is good at coaxing people.

He Zhi moved his arm covering his eyes, and against the light above his head, he met Xu Peck's warm and soft eyes.

"My head doesn't hurt, I'm sleepy, I'll go outside and blow my hair, you go to bed quickly."

Xu pecked "Oh", and obediently climbed onto the bed.

There was only a thin wooden board between them, if the wooden board cracked at this moment, although He Zhi would be smashed to pieces, Xu Peck would also fall into his dying arms.

With his hair still wet, He Zhi rested his arms on his pillow, staring at the wooden board with his eyes straight, and silently acted in his heart, but for no reason, he remembered the past event that troubled him for half an hour today.

"Small stutter."

"Ah."

The room was quiet, He Zhi got up and turned off the lights, stood by the door and said slowly, "When I was young, I did something wrong."

Xu Peck is still "hmm".

"I lied to a little brother that I would come to play with him next time, but I never went to him again."

As if to emphasize his shamelessness, he added: "I did it on purpose."

He Zhi really regretted it.

He has no family anymore, and that boy is his only relative in this world.

He really wanted to find him and protect him for the rest of his life.

The night was reflected on the wall, where he couldn't see, Xu Peck looked at the light moonlight, and sighed very lightly.

When she was a child, He Jin would put her son to bed, and when she got annoyed by He Zhi, she would tuck him into the bed and tell ghost stories.Most of them are random and illogical nonsense, but there is a legend that He Zhi still remembers.

"It is said that there is a kind of spell called Lingshu, that is, you know the name of the monster, you call him, he responds to you, then he will listen to you in the future. Therefore, the name is very important to the monster, and the monster never pretends to be real. Tell others by your name. Unless he wants to follow you. This method is also applicable to monsters and people, so if you let the dream haunt you, you must not respond when someone calls you."

"He Zhi." It was a soft, slow tone.

"Here." He heard his hoarse voice.

Xu Peck said: "That little boy, he won't blame you."

Because He Zhi is the best and best person in this world.