Do not provoke

It was past ten o'clock when the dinner party ended, and a group of people came out of the restaurant in a mighty way, still chatting livelyly about the day when they would go on a trip with their parents, or go to Tibet by bike for a holiday arrange.

It was already dark, so they stopped going to the KTV to play. They went to the subway entrance or the bus station together, and then they went their separate ways and dispersed slowly.

"The car I ordered has arrived! Let's have dinner and go out to play together some other day!"

"Goodbye!"

"Be careful on the road!"

There was a lot of laughter and farewell sounds behind him, mixed with the hot summer wind, going farther and farther, and disappearing at the corner of the street.

Except for the occasional passing vehicle, the road was quiet.

Tang Xingbei squinted his eyes, looked up at the blurry stars above his head for a while, and kept recalling what Old Zhang said just now in his mind.

He didn't make a sound, and Fang Lin didn't speak either, walking quietly beside him.

The air is full of the warmth of the sun, and even the wind that wraps it is full of heat.

Tang Xingbei was wearing a white short sleeve, and his half-length hair was blown by the night wind, giving him a clean and cool aura.

Fang Lin was also walking God.

In the past, he had been in school for too long, fighting, smoking, skipping classes, and other discipline-breaking things. He had been a garbage student in a garbage school for more than ten years. This was the first time he felt a gentle sense of class collectiveness This is the first time I met such a gentle and gentle teacher as Lao Zhang.

will always be fine.

Fang Lin thought about it, and suddenly heard Tang Xingbei who was beside him say, "I like you very much."

His voice was very low: "It's... the kind of love that I want to be with you all the time."

Fang Lin quickly raised his eyes, and after a while, facing the mint-scented wind in midsummer, he curled his mouth: "Me too."

The admission notice for the college entrance examination came down soon, and one of the two applied for clinical medicine and the other for finance.

On the day I went to get the notice, the new high school seniors had just started school, and with nervous ignorance, they would stop for a moment when they passed the honor wall in the principal's gallery.

On the top of the wall of honor are two boys. They are posted too high, and the photos are a little blurry when you look up, but you can still clearly see the cold handsomeness.

Fang Lin and Tang Xingbei.

These are the two most outstanding gods in the No. [-] Middle School in recent years. Not only are their grades outstanding, but their personalities are even more outstanding.

The one with more delicate facial features, no one dared to snatch the reputation of being a school bully who had occupied it for three years, and the other one was freezing cold at the first glance.

Over the past few years in high school, both inside and outside the school, there has never been less admiration and attention for the two of them. There are also many girls who have tried their best to get into No. [-] Middle School for the sake of a certain privately circulated circle and want to see their true colors.

Now, they have finally graduated.

"...Faculty of Medicine, accommodation in Building K." Tang Xingbei frowned, looked at Fang Lin's notice, flipped through it twice, and then took out his own, "The School of Economics is... Building L, it's okay, we can't leave That's too far."

Fang Lin pushed the grape bowl in front of his face, took out a tissue and wiped his hands: "That's fine."

"But your clinical medicine is a five-year course, so you will graduate a year later than me?" Tang Xingbei's eyes lit up.

Fang Lin smiled, and stuffed a grape into his mouth with his fingertips: "I checked specially, you can apply for an internship in the last year, and I will go to your city."

Tang Xingbei clicked his tongue: "Okay."

"That's right." He put the notice aside again and looked up, "He Miao said, Aunt Wang asked us to go to his house for dinner."

There is only the end of summer, and the wind in the evening still carries the warmth and coolness after the rain.

Tang Xingbei was still a little nervous when he knocked on the door.

To him, He Miao's family is equivalent to half of his family, and Aunt Wang is more like his elders. If she can't accept it, although Tang Xingbei will not change his choice, he may feel a little depressed .

However, according to what He Miao told him, he had already revealed a little bit about his relationship with Fang Lin like He Ma, and Aunt Wang's acceptance seemed to be okay.

Although Fang Lin himself didn't feel anything, he still had some scruples about Tang Xingbei's mood, so he said in a low voice, "Don't worry."

Tang Xingbei squeezed his hand, and it took a long time before he hummed.

He Yan's second division of high school has already started to go to school. It was He Miao who opened the door. He held the door frame with his hands, poked his head to glance at the two of them, then turned his head and said loudly deliberately: "Mom! Brother Bei is here!"

"Damn! Brother Lin, why are you here all the time?" He took the wine in Fang Lin's hand, turned his head and walked to the kitchen, "Mom! Fang Lin and the others brought the one you mentioned last time. Liquor!"

Aunt Wang's voice came mixed with the crackling of cooking, and she should be very happy to hear: "Oh, what kind of wine did you bring! Hurry up and open it! Let's drink this tonight!"

He Miao!With a cry, he came out of the kitchen again, winked at the two of them, shook his thumbs, and lowered his voice: "Sure enough!"

Tang Xingbei heaved a sigh of relief.

The two changed their shoes and entered the room. Tang Xingbei hesitated for a moment, then pulled Lin Lin's wrist: "Come here."

Fang Lin hummed and followed.Tang Xingbei took a deep breath, walked to the kitchen door, put on the usual smile when facing Aunt Wang: "Good evening."

Fang Lin also whispered, "Hello, Auntie."

Aunt Wang was still mixing the sauce, she turned her head and smiled at the two of them, and said, "Hey, hello! Stop standing here, and help us serve a meal."

As she spoke, she yelled at He Miao again: "He Miao! Stop playing with your phone and get here and serve the food!"

Tang Xingbei responded, turned his head to look at Fang Lin, and the two walked to the rice cooker, each handing out a bowl and the other filling the rice.

He Miao was running around with vegetables.

Aunt Wang turned down the fire, looked over with a smile, and took a look at Fang Lin: "I heard He Miao said that Xiaobei has a super handsome friend, I still don't believe it."

She glanced at the dishes, turned off the fire, and raised her hand to press the range hood.

In the suddenly quiet kitchen, her voice was very clear, with a gentle smile: "Sure enough, our Xiaobei's picky eye is the same."

Fang Lin was taken aback, and quickly raised his eyes.

He Miao also turned her head suddenly, her mouth became O-shaped, and she turned her head back and forth to look at it.

Tang Xingbei stood where he was, and after a while, he said in a low voice: "...Thank you, Auntie."

Aunt Wang didn't say a word, but glared at He Miao who was standing stupidly holding three plates: "You're doing acrobatics here! I feel like sending food to me is even bigger!"

"Oh oh oh!" He Miao hurriedly slipped away.

After the finished meal was served, Fang Lin was about to follow Tang Xingbei to the living room when Aunt Wang suddenly stopped him: "Xiao Lin, come and wash some vegetables for me."

Fang Lin stopped, turned around and hummed.

Tang Xingbei glanced at him, hesitated, and closed the kitchen door slowly.

Seeing him coming out alone, He Miao immediately leaned over and asked in a low voice, "My mother called Brother Lin away?"

Tang Xingbei hummed a little distractedly.

He Miao didn't speak any more, and reached out to pat him on the shoulder.

"I've already chosen that pot of lettuce, just wash it with water." Aunt Wang pointed to the glass pot on the desk.

Fang Lin nodded: "Okay."

He turned on the water, put the glass basin in the pool, and washed it slowly.

Aunt Wang was still mixing the barbecue sauce, she smiled and asked in a low voice, "Xiaobei is delicate and picky about what to eat...I heard from He Miao that the two of you live together, how do you usually eat?"

Fang Lin suddenly felt a little nervous: "Most of them went to the supermarket to buy things and then went home to cook."

"Then you do it, right?" Aunt Wang clicked her tongue twice, "I still remember a time when Xiaobei got too drunk and insisted on cooking vegetables for me. Oh, the taste... Mainly this kid is very serious, with a look of longing. , I feel sorry for him if I don’t eat it.”

Fang Lin laughed when he thought about the picture, the coldness in his brows and eyes all year round dissipated a lot, and his tone softened: "He is such a person."

Aunt Wang glanced at him, looked away after a while, and wiped her hands: "Anyway, the society is so open now, you young people like boys and girls... Although we are older, we won't accept it much. What to say, after all, even though your aunt and I are married in a serious way, it is useless."

While stirring the sauce, she said with emotion: "I just hope that you will be well in the future."

Fang Lin looked at her, straightened up, nodded, and whispered, "Yes."

Aunt Wang smiled and said nothing.

……

During the meal, Aunt Wang didn't discuss the sexual orientation of the two of them any more. She only asked a few more times about how far away from home they were when they applied for the college entrance examination. Remember to get along well with others outside, and don't be bullied or anything.

As he was talking, he suddenly slapped his head and hurried back to the house to get a pen and paper, saying that he wanted to write down the things he should buy for college one by one on the paper, so that the two of them could go back and get ready.

It was He Miao who held her back and coaxed her to write after eating, so Aunt Wang reluctantly sat down and continued to babble.

Fang Lin had never had such a short-lived experience.

Under the warm yellow light, the quiet TV background music, and the relaxed and warm chatter at the dining table.

He couldn't help turning his head to look at Tang Xingbei.

The other party seemed to have noticed his gaze, but didn't look over. He continued to quietly listen to Aunt Wang's arrangement, only reached out and put his hand under the table, and gently squeezed his fingertips.

The two held hands quickly for a moment, and then slowly let go.

After eating and talking about the meal until nine o'clock, the two of them were stuffed with two unfinished bags of crayfish and barbecue by Aunt Wang, saying that they would take them home and put them in the refrigerator to eat hot tomorrow.

Before leaving, Tang Xingbei turned around again, looked at Aunt Wang who was standing at the door with some gray hair by the dim light in the corridor, and after a while, suddenly pursed the corners of his mouth: "Thank you."

Aunt Wang was startled, stepped forward and raised her hand to snort his head twice, and sighed: "Okay, just live your own life well."

"Go home, be careful on the way, remember to come over for dinner when you come back from the winter vacation." She withdrew her hand and said with a smile, "Bring Xiao Lin and come together."

The two nodded with a smile: "Yeah."

When walking on Linhe Street, the sky was already dark, the moonlight was clear, and the tree shadows were shaking under the street lamps. Only occasionally a car passed by, and it was very quiet.

When the wind blew over, Tang Xingbei's heart was filled with clarity.

As he was walking, he turned his face to look at Fang Lin, his eyes were soaked in moonlight and were extraordinarily clear, and asked, "What did auntie tell you when you were in the kitchen?"

"It's nothing, just...to confirm our relationship." Fang Lin paused, then smiled, "Tell me about your past."

Tang Xingbei was taken aback: "Ah..."

He suddenly frowned, with a rare embarrassment on his face: "Did you mention my cooking again?"

"Yes." Fang Lin looked down at him and said leisurely, "You haven't done it for me."

Tang Xingbei looked at him and clicked his tongue: "Okay, I'll make it tomorrow, as long as you dare to eat it."

Fang Lin smiled for a while: "Okay."

"Let's go to the mall tomorrow. Aunt Wang said she wants to buy sheets and quilt covers..."

It is cool in late summer, and the shadows of trees on both sides of the street are deep.When the wind blows over, there is a refreshing mint smell, which is mixed with the fragrance of grass and trees, and is carried away by the wind.

Under the gentle moonlight, the two walked side by side toward the depths of the tree shadows.

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