Please don't touch me at the same table, thank you

The storm suddenly blew up outside the house, the leaves were blown by the raging wind, and the dry branches passed through the glass windows of the residential buildings, like a hand being dragged away by force, forcibly drawing lines on the glass. The shriek of la.

Ten minutes later, Zhao Yulan lazily walked out of the room with a mouthful of toothpaste foam in her mouth. When she raised her head, she met Meng Xi who was walking wetly into their house.

One was wearing a Song Huai coat to keep out the wind and rain, the other had disheveled hair and was wearing a set of thick coral fleece pajamas.

When they looked at each other, embarrassment was capitalized on each other's faces.

The solid wooden door was wide open. Meng Xi stood awkwardly at the entrance, not knowing what to say for a moment. Song Huai walked in drenched, with a waterproof canvas backpack in his hand, and closed the door behind him.

Turning around, Zhao Yu's toothbrush was still in his mouth, his face was dull, and there was a bit of life that was not easy to see for no reason.

Song Huai: "...I'll tell you about this later, you go and brush your teeth before you come out."

Before Zhao Yulan could say anything, she choked on him, almost swallowed the toothpaste accidentally, and hurried back to the bedroom to continue rinsing her mouth.

Song Huai was speechless for a while, and found two unopened towels from the locker at the entrance, and handed them to Meng Xi to wipe himself clean.

The way Meng Xi dried it was very rough.

He took off his raincoat, covered his head with a towel, and rubbed his smooth hair into a lion's head.

Song Huai, who was standing aside, couldn't help frowning, and simply took over the hand himself, wrapping his wet place with a towel, just like drying a kitten after a bath, gently but with a bit of skill.

Standing at the gate of their house, Meng Xi was still a little uneasy when accepting the service from Xueshen.But soon he found that Song Huai was wiping much faster and more carefully than he was, so he completely let go and stood aside obediently waiting for it to dry.

Song Huai wiped his upper body briefly, then turned on the air conditioner, turned up the indoor temperature, and said, "Old Tang asked me just now, do you want to talk to your parents?"

As soon as he mentioned this, Meng Xi lowered his eyelids.

This time Qiao Lei secretly returned to China and transferred his student status from No. [-] Middle School to No. [-] Middle School. His family had never heard of it.

After sending him to school for the report, his father drove the plane to Hainan overnight at the urging of the directors for inspection, and he hasn't come back yet.

His mother is the only one left at home.

Meng Xi can still clearly recall that after the police arrived at Chunxi Alley, he and Qiao Lei were escorted to the police station as criminal suspects.

He was sitting in the oppressive and closed back compartment, with two blue-clothed policemen sitting on his left and right sides.Along the way, the siren of the police car was mixed with the screams of more than a dozen ambulances. He raised his head in a trance, not knowing what night it was.

When Meng Jianguo heard the news, although he was very anxious, the speed limit of the car was on the expressway, and he couldn't go faster anyway.

Xu Huifang waited and waited for no one, so she couldn't wait any longer, so she went to the police station alone to release him on bail, and happened to bump into Qiao Lei who was taking notes when handing over the procedures.

Qiao Lei smiled and said hello to her mother-in-law. Xu Huifang's blood pressure rose so angry that she trembled all over and was almost out of breath.

The lady who grew up from a young age didn't know how to swear back, but when she looked up and saw Qiao Lei's smug smile, she almost fainted in the police station.

At that time, Meng Xi understood.

Women are always extra sensitive in this regard. His mother is a treasure that his grandfather and father have loved for decades, so she can't always worry about these trivial matters.

From then on, he paid great attention to talking and making friends in front of Xu Huifang, and he was only presumptuous when he introduced Song Huai to her.

Now that I think about it, there may have been signs.

Meng Xi glanced at Song Huai, then shook his head: "My mother is very timid. If I tell her that Qiao Lei is back, I will probably be frightened again. I will send a message to my dad first, he should be back from a business trip. "

Song Huai hummed in understanding.

"Well, today... I'm going to trouble you."

As Meng Xi spoke, his voice subconsciously lowered.

Song Huai took a breath, and was about to say something when Zhao Yulan rinsed her mouth, changed her clothes, opened the door a crack, and looked at them tentatively.

With my parents around, there are some things I want to say but I can't say.

Song Huai coughed slightly, took Meng Xi's hand and walked inside, explaining the cause and effect to Zhao Yulan along the way.

He spoke very succinctly, and there was only one sentence when he came back: "Some things happened in school today, Meng Xi will stay at our house temporarily tonight, is that okay?"

Brief and concise, equal to nonsense.

What exactly happened, nothing was said.The most important thing is that the children have a father and a mother, and they seem to be quite happy. Why do you fly to live with a classmate at night during a heavy rainstorm?

... She couldn't help but wonder if her son had ulterior motives.

Those two scrutinizing eyes were too straightforward, Song Huai shook his head imperceptibly with a calm face.

Zhao Yulan still believed in her son from the bottom of her heart. Since the two children had already discussed it, she probably couldn't do anything illegal under her nose, so she readily agreed.

"Of course, as long as Xiaomeng agrees."

She added, "Also, call your family, don't let the adults worry about you."

The phone call must be made. Meng Xi is still not sure whether Qiao Lei has harassed his family.

But tonight, Qiao Lei was detained in the school, and he couldn't catch up here.

Finally got a good night's sleep.

Meng Xi's increasingly tense nerves gradually relaxed over the past few days. He subconsciously turned his head to look at Xueshen. Song Huai noticed his gaze and patted him on the head.

"Go and sit in my room first."

He said softly, "I'll make you a cup of hot milk."

Song Huai didn't know what Meng Xi had experienced before, and what he had experienced tonight, those were not important anymore.

At this moment, it was enough for him to be by the side of the boy he had a crush on and do some insignificant things for him.

·

The microwave oven was humming, the old-fashioned glass tray was rotating at a constant speed, and the pure black water glass was filled with milk, and when it was turned, there were tiny ripples like silk on the surface of the glass.

Song Huai half-bent, staring at the time intently, Zhao Yulan walked to the kitchen door, looked at him quietly for a while, and then coughed lightly.

Song Huai seemed to have been awakened, subconsciously took a step back, and straightened his back.

"mom."

He greeted briefly.

Zhao Yulan casually tied her hair into a bun, revealing a plain face without makeup and a tall neckline.

She leaned against the door, wrapped her arms around her chest, and looked at the direction of the milk: "It's so late, isn't it afraid that you won't be able to fall asleep if you drink something sweet?"

Ten minutes ago, Song Huai had just said that he would warm a glass of milk for Meng Xi.

Zhao Yulan's memory is not that bad.

She asked what she said knowingly, but not so knowingly.

Song Huai hummed: "He likes to drink sweet things, and he was a little frightened tonight. Drinking something warm will help calm his nerves and sleep."

Zhao Yulan half-seriously and half-jokingly said: "You have been bland since you were a child, and you don't like milk."

When Song Huai was a child, she was like a little peas. She and her brother and sister-in-law were afraid that the child would not grow up tall. Fortunately, after entering junior high school, Song Huai gradually grew up, and he was considered outstanding among boys.

She fell into memories, and suddenly heard Song Huai answer: "There are many things I don't like to drink, but there are also many things I like to drink. Just as you are not interested in geological exploration and weather forecasting, my father has nothing to do with legal philosophy and applied law." Know."

Zhao Yulan's smile faltered on her face.

Ding.

Microwave tried its best to intervene in the conversation between the two, but neither of them paid attention to this little movement.

Zhao Yulan said slowly: "Your father and I fell in love from college to graduate school, and our relationship has withstood the test of time—"

Song Huai interrupted him, "You can't tell me that I need to go through the test, and at the same time forbid me to press the start button."

"I haven't got it yet, you want me to understand the loss and learn to let go." He said slowly, "It's unfair."

"Fair? You weren't at the starting line from the start."

Zhao Yulan put down her hand and said with a serious face, "Since you want to talk about fairness with me, then mother will seriously analyze the current situation to you. I have consulted my colleagues in the Marriage Law and also called my tutor. Let me tell you responsibly, in the past 20 years, neither your relationship nor marriage has been recognized by society or recognized by law."

"The two of you can't share the same household registration book. The identity certificate will always be single; if he is critically ill in an unexpected situation, you will stay outside the operating room and you won't even have the qualifications to sign, you know?"

"In this case, there is no result at all—"

"I don't need results."

Under Zhao Yulan's astonished eyes, Song Huai said every word, "He is my process, and I don't need to expect any results."

They both just wanted one thing, so they saw each other.

·

When Song Huai opened the door and entered the room, Meng Xi was sitting on the edge of the bed thinking about something with a towel over his head.

The heater was turned on in the room, and it was warm everywhere.Meng Xi was wearing Song Huai's old clothes with the fronts slightly open. Because of the heat and the size, the sleeves and trousers were rolled up.

His white calf was hanging on the edge of the bed, the muscle lines of his legs were smooth and smooth, like a beautiful curve.

Song Huai squeezed the milk cup tightly and handed it to Meng Xi: "Be careful it's hot."

"……Well."

Meng Xi quickly took it, but didn't drink much while holding it in his hand.

He even forgot to say thank you, and his mood seemed to have dropped a lot compared to when he came back just now.

Song Huai put away his slightly burnt fingers, and without questioning him, he turned around and took out two quilts from the closet, and laid them on the floor.

Meng Xi watched him make the bed and cover, and finally couldn't hold back: "Aren't you cold when you sleep on the floor?"

"It will be fine if you cover a few more layers."

Song Huai took out another layer of electric blanket from the cabinet, spread it on the quilt, and folded another sheet.

The complexity of the process is comparable to that of a chef making hamburgers in the back kitchen of KFC, layer by layer, and some condiments are added to taste.

Meng Xi looked at it for a long time, then suddenly said: "Just now, I accidentally overheard the conversation between you and auntie."

Song Huai gave a slight pause to the cornered hand.

"But I only heard a little bit." Worried about a misunderstanding, he hastily made a big gesture, "I just heard about love, marriage and results..."

Meng Xi originally wanted to go out to see what Song Huai was doing, and talk to him for a while, but he heard their voices as soon as he went out.

Presumably they forgot that there were guests at home, the mother and son simply opened the skylight to talk brightly, as long as they opened the door and walked outside, they could hear clearly.

Meng Xi immediately closed the door.

However, a person who is really immersed in theory cannot perceive his own volume. He can faintly hear some in the room, but it is too vague to hear clearly, and he can only occasionally capture a few clearly pronounced words. vocabulary.

Such as love, such as the result.

Is Song Huai in love?

Maybe not.

Could it be a night chat between mother and child?But that tone and posture, no matter how you listen to it, it feels wrong.

But if it's about love, no one in the whole school is more pestering than him.The two of them literally slept together 24 hours apart from Lazard.

It doesn't make sense that Song Huai would suddenly like someone else.

No matter how hard he thought, Meng Xi couldn't figure it out, so he simply asked, "Sanshui, are you...in a relationship?"

"..."

Song Huai was speechless for a while, "What are you thinking about? Where do I have time to fall in love?"

This is true.

Meng Xi breathed a sigh of relief. Just as his nerves relaxed, Song Huai suddenly said, "But I have someone I like."

Meng Xi's U-shaped lips immediately stopped moving.

The sudden storm has stopped, and there are still some drops of water on the glass windows, which makes the mirror of this dark night very mottled.

The stagnant water on the roof of the building continued down from the water pipes, ticking on the rainproof shelters of the people upstairs, smashing down one by one, followed by the sound of patter, patter, patter.

Like a big drum, it regularly emits monotonous syllables with the rhythm and rhythm.

Boom, boom, boom.

After a while, Meng Xi found his voice: "Yes, who is it?"

He opened his lips and looked up at Song Huai, "In our class? I, do I know each other? Why don't you..."

The small room was getting hot quickly, and after a while, sweat broke out on his forehead, and the water in his throat seemed to have been evaporated, and it became extremely dry, and even his voice was hoarse.

"Well, in our class."

After Song Huai made the bed, he casually leaned against him and sat on the edge of the bed. The quilt was slightly sunken, and the body of the young man who had just taken a bath was filled with warmth.

He lowered his head, took a sip of Meng Xi's milk secretly, and then continued, "You know him too."

Meng Xi: "...?"

It's all girls in my class, how can he not know her?

Is not this nonsensical?

There were only a few girls in the fourth class, and Song Huai probably wouldn't like girls who were too lively and active.

Tian Xiaojuan and her sisters didn't quite match each other. As for Song Jiajia, Song Huai didn't seem to have a very good first impression of her.The rest of them were either a little ordinary-looking, or they had nothing to do with the god of learning, and they didn't even say a few words.

...Could it be that Sanshui just likes the kind of secret love that can only be watched from a distance but not played with?That's why everyone didn't notice it? ?

Meng Xi was confused.

"Can you tell me the truth?"

He really wanted to know, and he was only two or three steps away from the answer. If he still couldn't figure it out, he would really have to scratch his heart tonight, and he wouldn't be such a bully.

"I also know the ones in our class..."

Meng Xi tried his best to search for relevant images of girls in his mind, "Is she tall? What's her figure? Is she pretty?"

height?

Song Huai glanced at him, observed for a moment, and then said: "It's average, not very high."

"The figure is not bad, flat, and I can't say good or bad. As for whether she is beautiful or not..."

He prolonged the ending, and Meng Xi looked up subconsciously, but saw Song Huai's emotion was light, "I don't know if she's beautiful or not."

He paused for two seconds, his eyes fell between Meng Xi's eyebrows, and the end of his eyes suddenly raised slightly, "I can only say that it is a look that even my aesthetics will like very much."

...What kind of answer is this?

Beauty is in the eyes of beholder?

Meng Xi was puzzled for two seconds, before he could ask the next question, Song Huai suddenly raised his hand and rubbed his head.

It's like kneading your own toys, or you can't help but pinch the little cat's paw pads, there is always a smell that is almost pampering.

But obviously...

"Time to sleep."

Song Huai urged him to go to bed and lie down, and then turned off the headlights in the room, leaving only a small warm yellow night light quietly on.

He folded his clothes and lay down, and said: "I have to go to school tomorrow, I will wake you up early and go to bed early."

"Okay, I'm going to sleep right now."

Meng Xi responded confusedly.

Why do you feel like you are being taken care of by your brother?

But obviously, Song Huai is still a little younger.

He was silent for 10 minutes, opened his eyes, and the round night light stuck to the head of the bed looked at him innocently.

There was a slight breathing sound next to my ear, which sounded like the sound of a butterfly vibrating its wings, so subtle that it didn't exist.

Only the flower it stays in the whole world hears.

Meng Xi closed his eyes slowly, hooked his two feet hidden in the quilt lightly, and his hairy head, which was still outside the quilt just now, immediately fell short.

Hook it again, and the skin continued to slide in along the soft fabric.

Three times and two times, until the whole person disappeared, like a quilt swallowing him in one mouthful, he patted his belly with satisfaction, thankful that he finally hid such a treasure.

Under the dark quilt, Meng Xi breathed out a hot breath evenly, raised his hands, and covered his slightly hot cheeks.

What should I do...it's embarrassing.

·

The next morning, Chi Hui and Qian Shuixing, who were standing in front of Meng Xi's dormitory waiting for him to go to school together, knocked on the door for 10 minutes, but there was still no movement in the dormitory.

"What's going on, monitor?" Qian Shuixing couldn't help but look at Chi Hui, "Is there something wrong?"

After saying this, Chi Hui's arms were all hairy, and he quickly poohed twice, "What nonsense. I came to check at around ten o'clock yesterday, and there was nothing wrong, and the pervert is not here."

After he returned to the dormitory, no matter how he thought about it, he felt that something was wrong, and he specially asked the juniors who shared the same dormitory with Qiao Lei in the first year of high school to pay attention to see if there was any sign of him going out of the room suddenly in the middle of the night. The reply is everything is fine.

It's impossible for the pervert to do a sex trick to smuggle Brother Meng away without telling everyone, right?

"Did you fall asleep?"

Chi Hui shook his head hesitantly.

Since Meng Xi lived with Song Huai, he has gradually adjusted his schedule. When they came a few days ago, Meng Xi had already packed up and was ready to go out. For no reason, he slept very deeply today.

"Maybe you are sick and have no strength to speak?"

As Qian Shuixing said, he went up and knocked on the door twice, "Brother Meng, are you there? Can you hear us?"

Still motionless.

Qian Shuixing took out his cell phone while knocking on the door, thinking that he still had to call him, halfway through the cell phone, a faint sentence suddenly popped up beside him: "What's wrong with Xiao Meng?"

Suddenly, Qian Shuixing dropped his phone in fright, and took two steps back in shock: "Oh, fuck——"

Before he finished speaking, he looked up and saw that it was Qiao Lei.

"..."

Qian Shuixing couldn't help but took a deep breath, read it silently ten times and withdrew it.

This early in the morning, being stimulated by this, how many days would it take to eat vegetarian food to get rid of this disgusting smell.

"What are you doing here?"

Relying on his strong physique, Qian Shuixing plucked up the courage to step forward, and said in a nonchalant tone, "The dormitory of the second grade, the students of the first grade will not use it? You will be warned if you run around the dormitory." Punishment. Didn’t the student remember our school rules?”

Behold the courage, the strong man.

Chi Hui couldn't help giving him a thumbs up behind his back.

Qiao Lei ignored his provocation, and asked self-consciously, "Let me ask you, what happened to Xiao Meng?"

Sure enough, he is perverted, and his three sentences are inseparable from Xiaomeng's.

What's up?Does Xiaomeng want to see you? I don't have any idea in mind yet?

Qian Shuixing's eyes became more and more vigilant: "What about Xiaomeng Xiaomeng, does he know you well and just barks here? Is it okay to be polite? I also said that you are not allowed to run around in the dormitory. If you pester me here again, I will go." Tell the director."

Qiao Lei frowned, not bothering to flirt with him anymore, so he simply stretched out his hand and pushed him away, took out something from his pocket, grabbed the doorknob, and smashed it in with one hand.

Standing beside him, Chi Hui had a better view. At this moment, he saw at a glance that the woman surnamed Qiao was holding a black letter hairpin for girls, and suddenly became furious: "So you left that thing yesterday. !!!”

No wonder Xueshen called him suddenly yesterday, no wonder he always saw something in the lock when he knocked on the door.

It's just that Brother Meng's voice didn't sound very good at that time, he didn't dare to say anything, and while speaking loudly, he secretly unplugged the thing.Later, when he returned to the dormitory, he discovered that it was a thin wire.

The wire was inserted in the door lock, and the evidence was left openly...

Chi Hui has been the class monitor for so many years, and has dealt with so many disputes among classmates, but he has never seen such an arrogant pervert, forcing the word 'grass' out of his teeth.

Qiao Lei changed a tool, but he couldn't open it in a hurry. Hearing Chi Hui's words, he turned his head slowly, his face darkened and indistinguishable.

"So you took it away."

he said softly.

"Yes, I took it," Chi Hui frowned, "Don't take it away and keep it to make you disgusting here?"

"How can this be called a disgusting person?" Qiao Lei laughed. "This is called a gift. You may not have talked about it. I don't know..."

He paused, his smile disappeared suddenly, and his voice lowered, "Forget it, what am I going to tell you about this?"

He completed a set of emotional changes in two or three seconds, and the speed of changing his face was so fast that it made people feel a little scared.

A masculine boy like Qian Shuixing couldn't help but feel a little chilly all over his body, couldn't help shaking his shoulders, and satirized in a rough voice: "Who's gift looks like this? Only a beast like your feet up, urinating Enclose a territory. Are you giving a gift—”

Before he finished speaking, Chi Hui suddenly had a bad feeling, and quickly stopped him: "Stop talking!!"

However, he couldn't stop him at all. Qiao Lei smiled with a happy expression on his face: "You can say so, after all, I really want to keep him in my—"

When he raised his eyes, the conversation stopped.

Qian Shuixing sensed that something was wrong, and subconsciously looked back. Song Huai and Meng Xi were standing shoulder to shoulder in the corridor. They should have just turned up from the stairs. When they saw the three of them gathered together, surprise gradually appeared on their faces. .

Before Qiao Lei's slightly parted lips closed, he looked down and saw Meng Xi wearing a mid-length coat that didn't fit his size.

A white corner fell off the edge of the jacket, which was a tight-fitting shirt that hadn't been tucked in yet, a size too big.

When Qiao Lei looked at Meng Xi again, his expression suddenly changed.

The author has something to say: I failed today, but I will stand up tomorrow! !

Tomorrow must! ! !

感谢在2020-04-2723:40:08~2020-04-2823:46:12期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw the landmines: rice dumpling, 1 Jiang Shu;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Chunmianbujue-, Cardcaptor Sakura, Shawnee; 5 bottles of Moons, Shili Fireworks; 2 bottles of Grapefruit, Jiangshan; 1 bottle of Heart Plug, Tuobalqin;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!