A young master lives downstairs in my house

Upstairs in my house lives my crush.

What should I say about this?Don't talk about you, my dad is still trying to persuade me to explain.

The Quarry is more precisely my high school crush, the one I've been obsessed with to this day.

So many years later, I still picked him out of the crowd at a glance.

He changed his hairstyle, from the original cool crew cut to short fluffy hair, with bangs cut to his forehead, revealing his delicate eyebrows and eyes.

I stood with him one after the other among the bustling office workers, and he turned around suddenly.

Looking back and smiling, my heart is full of joy.

I looked at him in disbelief, he reached out and took a bag of sweet potatoes wrapped behind me.

He asked me, how much is this sweet potato?

I was stunned, and I reached out to rub my nose, but withdrew my hand after touching the mask on my face.

The old man from the sweet potato shop came back and asked us nervously what we were going to do.

He came back to his senses, and then burst out laughing.

The man apologized to me with a smile, I shook my head and stared at his disappearing figure.

My story with him is so simple that it can even be said briefly.

He is my senior, I am in junior high school, and he is in high school.

That year, the eldest sister of the family went abroad to study, and the eldest brother, as an examinee, hung out all day.

In my dad's words, it just doesn't work.

It is said that after my mother gave birth to me, she packed up and ran away with the wild man.

At home, I have heard several versions. For my father, it is a heart-wrenching tragedy. For my sister, it is a weeping song that dares to love and hate. In my elder brother... my elder brother has always been uninterested in such things. .

But these have nothing to do with me, after all, I have never seen my mother since I came to this world and opened my eyes.

When I was a child, I flipped through fairy tale books and innocently asked my father and elder brother who were sitting on the sofa watching TV: Am I a child from a crane.

The two people who are often at odds will have a surprisingly tacit understanding: No, you were picked up from the trash can.

After the elder sister heard about it, she patted my head with a smile like a flower: How can you say such things to children, you two must at least say that it was brought by dogs.

All in all, my family is a bit weird.

After staying in middle school, my elder brother came to visit me secretly once. He was almost an adult at that time, squatting on the wall and smiling like a high-spirited child.

He said: A middle school is not a complete middle school without climbing over the wall a few times.

I couldn't help but tell him that boarding students are not allowed to go out at night.

He rolled his eyes: Otherwise, why did you ask you to climb over the wall.

He told me again, I have already arranged the route for you, you climb over my wall, and the game hall is just across the road.

I:…………

In the end, I was afraid of things, but I was arrested in the third year of junior high school.

I stood on the wall, and the head teacher grabbed the flashlight and stared angrily.

On the way my dad called me home, I was still thinking that if it was the elder brother, he would probably roll his eyes, climb out of the wall and fly away.

In the end, I was punished to stand under that sinful wall every evening after class.

The eldest brother didn't take it seriously: isn't there a stool next to it, sit on it.

I told him not to sit.

If you don’t give me a stool, you sit on the ground.

His eyes were like looking at a mentally handicapped person.

I blinked, growing more admiration for my elder brother.

One day, I was standing at the foot of the wall and was about to sit down when I stepped on something.

There was a squeak on the soles of my feet, I bent down to pick it up, and found it was a bag of potato chips.

I thought it was someone who fell here, but I looked left and right to no avail.

Since that day, there have been bags of snacks here every day. I piled them neatly aside and noticed a person.

That person didn't run and exercise like others, but the kind of running for two steps, stopping to take a look, which was very perfunctory.

After noticing him, I can see him every night.

Sometimes he comes with his roommate, sometimes he comes by himself.

Must come every night, never absent.

Once I ran out during the evening class break, looked at the boy from a distance, grabbed a bag of snacks, and put it by the grass.

After the boy took two steps outside, he turned back and carefully hid the snacks inside.

That way, it looks like a little squirrel hoarding winter grain.

Weirdly cute.

I opened my mouth, still a little surprised by this man's brain.

Tibetan snacks are so unique that they are on par with what my elder brother has.

But I think he should be much gentler than my elder brother.

Once I heard the sound of him arguing with his roommate, the voice was soft, and after a long time of getting angry, he threw out a harsh word, like a cat whose tail was stepped on.

I have a good impression of this man, as if I have a tacit understanding with him, I hide and watch every snack for him.

Over time, I found that I could no longer take my eyes off him.

The night I started wondering if he had a girlfriend, my head, which was treated like an elm by my family all day, finally realized something was wrong.

The scene in my dream last night made me even more astonished.

I don't even know the man's name, except that he is older than me.

After a moment of calm, I decided to be brave once.

But before I found my eldest brother, I discussed with him as before, and something happened to my eldest brother.

I came home from school on Sunday, holding a love letter I had just written in my hand. When I entered the door, I saw my elder brother standing in the living room. In front of me was my father with a serious face and my elder sister who hadn’t returned for a long time.

I noticed the solemn atmosphere, and stood at the door for a while before entering the room.

That year my eldest brother came out of the closet.

I am not afraid of death and "keep up with the trend". In my sister's words, the two of us, a pair of bastards, almost made my father angry.

I don't know if my dad is endangered, but my eldest brother and my dad had a big fight that day.

My brother pulled the tow box with a sneer on his face.

I heard my dad's voice trembling with anger, he asked my brother: Did you prepare long ago, just waiting to piss me off and leave?

My brother didn't answer at first, and it took a long time to raise his eyes, and said word by word: You are so mad that you still have to inherit your family property, so goodbye.

The old man was trembling with anger, and told him to get lost by gnashing his teeth.

I caught up with my brother, he glanced at me, and reluctantly dismissed the taxi he had just called.

I stared into his eyes, but I didn't see any emotion from them. I found that I have known him for so long, but I have never really understood him. I can't even define my elder brother. .

The elder brother lit a cigarette, lowered his eyes and asked me what was the matter.

I told him without thinking, I have someone I like.

He raised his eyebrows.

It's a boy.

Do you think it's easy to be gay?I found that you have been around me since I was a child...

He didn't know what to think of, and sneered inexplicably.

I am not like you.

I looked at him seriously.

I will always like him.

Just him.

A voice in my heart said so.

The next day I was sent to a private school in the suburbs by my dad.

Before I left, I begged my eldest sister to find someone for me.

The elder sister sighed and agreed.

On the day Lin An graduated, I sneaked out of the school, walked a long way and finally saw the bus stop.

I turned left and right and finally came to the familiar school gate.

Today's graduation ceremony, the school is open to the public, I went to his classroom without any trouble.

The classrooms were empty, and the graduates were all waiting in the auditorium to collect their certificates.

I searched one table after another, and finally saw the name that I had been meditating for a long time in the drawer in the penultimate row by the window.

I carefully stuffed the envelope into his textbook, and hurried to see his graduation ceremony.

I thought that was the last time I saw him.

My dad has relieved a lot in the next few years, and even taunted me at a meal, wanting to but not looking for it.

I smiled helplessly and told him it was not the same thing.

The eldest brother refused to go home for a long time. It is said that he is doing well outside. I know that my father asked the eldest sister to help him secretly, but they were all rejected.

Only I remained the same, holding on to the unrealistic mind, crawling forward little by little.

I packed up my things in college and decided to study abroad. Before I left, I took over a contract from my dad, which was a property transfer right.

Although there is only a small part, it is enough to make many people covet.

My brother went home for this matter, he is still so outstanding, but the vicissitudes of life on his face cannot be concealed.

During this negotiation, the two of them did not smash their glasses and yell at each other like before, and the study room was surprisingly quiet.

I stood outside and couldn't hear what was going on inside.

After a long time, my elder brother opened the door. He put a coat on his arm and looked at me with raised eyebrows. His ugly expression implied the result of this negotiation.

He stared at me and suddenly sneered.

I didn't make a sound, and I didn't catch up. I knew that something had changed since this day.

Dad was still sitting behind the desk, looking at the documents for a while.

"A newly invested insurance company, I also went to the interview today. There is a kid who is quite funny." He tapped his fingers on the table and said abruptly.

I knew he was in a bad mood at this time, so I sat down with him.

"That kid's name is Li An...it's still Lin An, with a good education, just talking about what he's good at..."

My heart trembled.

My dad didn't notice what was wrong with me, and continued: "He said he was good at cycling, isn't that kidding us? We are an insurance company, not a courier company..."

I stood up abruptly, and the old man stared at me inexplicably.

...Which forest?Which Ann?

I heard my slightly restrained excited voice, and there was a surge of emotions in my heart, which could not be stopped for a long time.

For a long time, I asked my dad,

Dad, give me Chenan.

This is the first time I have asked him so bluntly.

And of course he didn't agree.

I went abroad in a hurry.

Therefore, there is actually nothing to explain this matter. After returning to China, I "ran into" him in the old city.

As if "destined", Xizizi bought his old house downstairs.

You see, we are a match made in heaven.

Once I took Lin An home for dinner, my dad and I sat on the sofa, watching the busy men in the kitchen.

Have you cooked for him?my dad asked me.

I thought about it and did it.

No wonder he won't let you do it.

……

I know what my son is like.He just smiled at the end.

"take care of it."

"Ah."

People in my family always say that I am a bit dull, and I have been like this since I was a child. Otherwise, how could I have been coaxed and deceived by my elder brother for so many years.

Lin An always said I was stupid, but so what?

After all, stupid people don't have bad luck, right?