I slept with my partner and then he

Yang Ze huddled under the quilt, his head got into the quilt for a while, and then came out to breathe. He tossed until midnight, but no matter how hard he tossed, he never turned his head to Wu Li.

At four o'clock in the morning, I finally got tired of tossing myself, closed my eyes and fell asleep.

The sound of long breathing resounded in the dense night, Wu Li slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes were clear.

Turning around and looking at the back of the sleepy man, he pressed his fingers on the forehead, rubbed it sleepily, put his arms around his eyes and closed his eyes, and after a long time, he let out another long sigh, which resounded in the silent night .

When Yang Ze woke up in the morning, the sun was already high, and the place beside him was empty, and he was alone on the bed.

He lay still on the bed, just blinking his eyes like that, but the more he blinked, the more stingy his eyes became, and even a little sore nose, Yang Ze couldn't take it anymore, he stood up and sat up angrily.

He seemed very angry and sad in his heart, but he didn't know who to lose his temper with. He was the only one in the room, and his emotions from beginning to end were his own alone.He could only bear it, and began to take off his clothes and put them on his body.

Today is New Year's Eve, everyone is very busy, Yang Juan is busy preparing food in the kitchen, Wu Tianxiong and Wu Li are pasting couplets at the gate, Wu Li is standing on the ladder, looking up and pressing the door couplets against the wall, Press the side and ask, "Can you?"

Wu Tianxiong let go of the ladder, took a few steps back to look, and frowned: "I always feel a little bit to the right."

Yang Ze came out of the courtyard after washing his face and eating leftover breakfast. Wu Tianxiong saw him immediately and said with a smile, "Zeze, come here, see if this couplet is finished?"

Wu Li's hands that posted the couplets trembled and almost turned away.

Yang Ze walked over slowly, stood outside and watched for a while, Wu Li stood on the ladder without turning his head, feeling a strong presence behind him lingering on the side of his face, the back of his neck, his hands, The scorching focus was hard to ignore, his heart trembled, and he was about to speak, when his father laughed and said:

"This child, why are you in a daze? Is your couplet correct?"

Yang Ze's smiling voice came quickly: "I think it's a bit to the right, Uncle Wu, this couplet is a gift from the telecommunications company, and there is a stamp on the bottom."

Wu Tianxiong also laughed: "That's right, Li Li went to the telecom company to pay the phone bill in the morning, and it was sent by them. If you don't post it, it will be a waste."

Wu Li listened to the chatting and laughing of the two people behind him, reached out and turned the couplet slightly to the left, without asking for advice, directly tore off the tape and pasted it on.

That vague gaze landed on his back several times, until after the couplets were pasted up, he got down from the ladder.

Wu Li went to collect the ladder, while Wu Tianxiong patted Yang Ze's shoulder and said with a smile, "I'll go to the grave later, please come back to my ancestors, and you can go with me."

Yang Ze nodded: "Success."

Although the ancestor invited back has no blood relationship with him, but who made his mother now be the daughter-in-law of the younger generation.

The graves of Wujia Village are concentrated in the wheat field at the east end of the village, and they are not far away, and they will arrive there by walking. Wu Li holds paper money and firecrackers in his hand, watching Yang Ze and his father walking ahead, talking and laughing.

His master's tomb is in the next village, because he died too early, and the surrounding fields have changed too much over the years, and now he can't even find a small mound. Wu Tianxiong estimated the approximate location, and asked the two children to kneel down and kowtow, and then Paper money was burned and firecrackers were lit.

Wu Tianxiong also kowtowed three times, and said loudly before leaving:

"Grandpa, I'm back home for the Chinese New Year!"

The clear and mellow male voice echoed in the endless wheat fields, with layers of melodious echoes.

After that, they went to the cemetery in the village, kowtowed to Wu Li's grandparents, and after burning money and firing cannons, the three of them went back home together.

On the way, he met someone from the same village who also came back from visiting the grave, so Wu Tianxiong chatted with him.

The man looked at Wu Li and Yang Ze and said with a smile: "I haven't seen these two children very much in this period of time. What are you doing?"

Wu Tianxiong smiled: "I helped a friend's store for a few days, and I just came back yesterday."

"Haha, quite sensible and diligent."

"Okay."

A few people came to the fork in the road, and the man said goodbye to them and went to Beixiang.

Wu Tianxiong watched the man go away, and said to Wu Li and Yang Ze: "My daughter was admitted to the No. [-] Middle School. This time, she got the top ten in the class. She will come to visit every day when her grades come out. You two should try to be more competitive. I also have the drive to visit other people’s homes.”

Wu Li turned his head and glanced at Yang Ze, Yang Ze was also looking at him, their eyes collided, and they slid to the side.

Yang Juan was so busy at home that she was sitting beside the stove frying radish balls and cutting tofu in her free time. Come here and help Auntie watch the ball."

In a family of four, apart from Yang Juan, Wu Li is the best cook.

Wu Li took out an apron from the kitchen, put it on, and sat by the stove to help fry the balls.

"It's almost ready to fish when it's colored, don't blow it up." Yang Juan told him.

Wu Li responded.

Wu Tianxiong went to the backyard to dig the white radish that had been covered with soil before. Yang Ze didn't know what to do for a while, so he walked over and picked up a radish ball that had just come out of the oil pan and bit his mouth.

"Hoo hoo!" Yang Ze gasped, tears almost came out from the scald.

Yang Juan turned her head and gave him a white look: "Stupid, don't you know how to eat the ones that are left to cool down? Go, there are leeks on the electric motor, you can pick them up, and chop the pork when you're done, and you'll be done packing in a while." dumpling."

The closer to the end of the new year, the women in the family are usually busier. They have to clean inside and out, unpack and wash bedding, go to the street to buy ingredients for the New Year, fry, cook and steam, and prepare food for the guests who will come for a few days during the New Year.

However, in the past few years, many families have stopped making such fuss. The New Year’s Eve dinner is eaten in a restaurant, and the family buys freshly prepared vegetables on New Year’s Day. There is not much cleaning, the dirty clothes are thrown into the drum washing machine, and the work is done.

But Yang Juan was very busy that year. She fried meatballs, pork ribs, and chicken nuggets, and steamed them. Finally, she steamed a large pot of mirror cakes with red dates and round-grained rice, as well as shredded sweet potatoes.

Both Wu Li and Yang Ze love to eat this.

She was so busy until three o'clock in the afternoon that she finally freed up her hands to make dumplings. Wu Li reconciled, chopped leeks, and Yang Ze chopped pork.

Yang Juan held on to the knife, pawing at the meat he chopped, and it was okay, it was well chopped.

"Okay, let's make dumplings. Tianxiong turns on the TV." Yang Juan handed the rolling pin to Wu Li, and sat down to make dumplings by herself. Wu Li rolled the dumpling wrappers quickly and well.

At twelve o'clock at night, the village was full of firecrackers, and the crackling noise was so loud that people couldn't hear what was being said on the TV.

Yang Ze squatted at the gate, pulled the gunner, ignited it with a lighter, and threw it out with all his strength.

The sound of crackling firecrackers sounded soon.

The shadow of the fire not far away cast light on his face, and it was difficult to distinguish his expression.

Soon there will be another spring, and when spring comes, everything will recover.But Yang Ze felt that his heart was left in the cold winter, the cold wind was blowing, and the ice was frozen for thousands of miles.

Think about it, but dare not.It was so easy to get hope, I fell headfirst into it, opened my heart, and had too many delusional thoughts, wanted to hug, wanted to possess, but in the end it was just... a big dream.

Overwhelmed water is hard to get back, why not the love you gave?

Yang Ze put his head in his arms and tightened his body, his whole body was bitingly cold.

Since returning home, Wu Li went to wash up and go to bed after nine o'clock every day. Yang Ze came out of the front room with a hot water bottle. Curled up under the quilt, only a small half was exposed.

His breathing was long and heavy, and he had obviously fallen asleep.

Yang Ze stood by the bed and watched silently for a while, then went to bed and took off his clothes to sleep, glanced around, saw that the back of the person beside him was not covered properly, turned over, stretched out his hand to gently tuck the corner of the quilt for him.

The other party was in a deep sleep and was not awakened by his movements.

Since that night, the two haven't spoken for several days. At the beginning, they occasionally met their eyes, and then they didn't even have eye contact. This person didn't look at him, and it was obvious that he was avoiding him.

The palm of Yang Ze's tucked-in quilt slowly moved upwards, and finally rested on top of the quilt emptily. This was a gesture similar to a hug. He didn't dare and had no right to hug this person, so he could only hug this person emptily.

Imagine cuddling and intimacy.

Imagine being in love.

"You actually found something right? You don't want me to like you." Yang Ze muttered to himself, like a sigh slowly dissipating in the night.

The sleeping man was motionless, facing the wall even when he was asleep, refusing to turn his head to look at him.

Silently rejected everything from him.

Yang Ze's head moved, and stopped a palm away from the fine black hair, closed his eyes, and imagined the two hugging, neck-to-neck, hugging each other in a very intimate posture, and talking.

Talking about private words between the two of them, love words.

"You may not know it, but I actually liked you the first time I saw you."

Yang Ze's voice was low, and he slowly recalled those past events: "That day, I was carried into the restaurant where I met by my mother's ears. Next to you, you were really cold at that meeting. You didn’t bother to answer what I said, so I got angry and ignored you. I thought you were crazy and stinky. After we came out of the restaurant, we went to the nearby park."

"There are pigeons in the park, and many people are feeding them. You seem to like these small animals very much, and you also went to buy food and feed the pigeons. How can you imagine that the pigeons are not in harmony with your aura, and there is no one around you. , We all laughed at you, so you carried the food and went into the woods sullenly. I was curious, so I followed in and saw that you were looking for ant nests all over the ground and feeding the ants.

Ants don’t pay attention to the issue of aura or not. They are very happy when they see food falling from the sky. You put corn kernels around the ant’s nest, and watch them move back to their nest one by one. , feeding them carefully and attentively, without saying a word or even changing their posture, just supporting their heads and watching them move.You fed the ants for two hours, and I sat on a stone bench in the distance and peeked at you for two hours, I really wanted to be an ant. "

"Sometimes I still wonder, don't you like to be clean? Why do you run to feed the pigeons, are you not afraid that it will drag you all over? You also go through the woods with a bag and run to feed the ants. It's interesting to think about it. Maybe people are complicated. "

Yang Ze slowly withdrew his hand on the quilt, lay down, and once again a clean-looking boy, holding a small bag of corn kernels, sitting in the woods and supporting his head, the sun shines on the boy's face through the leaves superior.

Pure and quiet, arousing desire.

"Even if you don't belong to others, you won't belong to me. I know all this. I'm just a little unwilling. I can't do what they can do. I like you very much. I want to fall in love with you. I want to With you, you seem to have a natural attraction to me. I just want to...please..."

"I really can't help myself, I want to be with you."

Yang Ze covered his face with his hands, and closed his eyes with a sigh.