Hedgehog

Ten years ago, the sky in Beijing was much bluer than it is now.

Most of the school walls of the No. [-] Middle School were left as mission schools during the Republic of China. They are made of white square bricks. The newly built school walls are clean and light gray, higher than the old walls. Ginkgo trees are full of golden trees, and there are small fans on the ground. It is the time for class, and the surroundings are silent, only the occasional sound of cars slowing down from the tree-lined road outside the wall.

The first thing thrown over the wall was a schoolbag.

The black leather schoolbag, a very obedient style, was clean. It seemed that the contents of the bag were not books, but many odds and ends. When it fell on the ground, it made a different sound than the books.Then put a hand on the fence, wearing the blue and white school uniform jacket of No. [-] Middle School, with a thin wrist and very slender fingers, with the cleanliness of an adolescent boy.

The owner of the hand was obviously not a regular visitor here, so he grabbed the wall with great difficulty, until his knuckles turned white, and finally climbed up, and another face appeared on the wall.

It was a very beautiful face, beautiful and clean, with the unique brilliance of a boy of this age. He looked only fourteen or fifteen years old, with fair complexion, very delicate facial features, beautiful eyebrows and eyes, and his slender eyebrows. The color is jet black, the same color as his eyes, almost moist, standard peach eyes, with a small mole at the end of the eye, he put his head on the wall, glanced at the empty street, Look very proud.

Then he put his legs on the wall with difficulty, and slowly climbed over the wall.

He was wearing a school uniform and was clean. Although he almost fell to the ground when he jumped off, he was a little embarrassed, but he didn't care at all. He picked up the schoolbag on the ground and ran happily out of the street.

In the past two years, the Ye family has been in an awkward position.

The Ye family wasn't a hero, and they couldn't rank among the Jingzhong families. As the old families like the Xia family and the Ji family slowly returned to their original positions, there was very little room left for the Ye family. Ye Yichen's talents were limited. Fortunately, he is quite easy-going. Although he took up a lot of resources, no one wanted to harm him, but he was slowly squeezed out.

In fact, the stability of the Ye family has something to do with Mama Ye's personality. Mama Ye is very sociable and warm-hearted.

However, even Mother Ye, who is good at dancing, doesn't know what to do in this situation.

In the living room of the Ye family, a young man with an indifferent expression was sitting. He was wearing what seemed to be a British student uniform, dark in color, with a delicate badge on his chest. He had an indifferent expression, but he definitely did not look like a young man of this age. The way people should be.

The living room was brightly lit, his silhouette was serious and silent, his facial features were extremely handsome, like an inaccessible ice sculpture.

Mama Ye went in to deliver a snack, got a nod from the young man, and backed out again. Strange to say, she can talk and laugh happily even with many adults in high positions, but this young man who she watched grow up, she is a little bit Don't know how to talk.

She bumps into Yeoning in the garden who is about to sneak into the house.

"Xiao Ning?" Mother Ye looked at her son in surprise: "Aren't you in class? Why are you back?"

"I, our teacher said to have free activities in the afternoon." He stammered, then slipped away and slipped in from Mother Ye: "I'll talk to you later."

As soon as Mama Ye turned her head and disappeared, she laughed helplessly, went to the kitchen to make two more cups of tea, and brought the baked cake into the living room, but was surprised to find that the living room was empty.

The afternoon sun shone quietly on the boulevard, and the two teenagers walked on the road one after the other.

Xia Huai'an grew up fast. He was about the same age, but he was half a head taller than Ye Ning and had long legs. He walked fast and didn't speak. Ye Ning followed behind with difficulty, almost jogging.

"Wait, An'an..." Ye Ning trotted for two steps, managed to catch up with Xia Huaian, but was thrown off by him again, and shouted angrily, "Wait for me!"

The schoolbag he was carrying was heavy, and he was so busy running that he tripped and fell forward. Fortunately, Xia Huaian had quick eyesight and quick hands, and caught him.

However, after catching him, Xia Huaian continued walking forward.

Ye Ning was so angry that he didn't leave at all, and stood on the spot and shouted: "Xia Huaian!"

Xia Huaian stopped and turned around.

There are poplar trees on both sides of the avenue, the sun shines through the treetops, and the shadows of the trees are shaking. He is dressed in black, with a slender figure and an indifferent expression. His narrow eyes seem to hide eternal ice, and he has a coldness and handsomeness that does not match his age.

He looked at Ye Ning, as if he was hiding countless secrets, but he didn't want to say a word to him.

"An'an." Ye Ning called him hesitantly.

Xia Huaian turned around and continued to walk in big strides.

Yeoning yelled angrily, and finally followed him with her heavy schoolbag on her back.

Until Ye Ning was too tired to walk anymore, Xia Huaian finally stopped.

Seeing this, Ye Ning hurried over.

"You finally stopped." Ye Ning was sweating profusely, and looked around: "What did you bring me here for?"

This is a busy street. It was the time after school. Many elementary school students in school uniforms lined up to cross the road like ducklings. They were all short and stubby. When the bell rang, more children rushed out. Coming out, yelling and saying goodbye with a smile, Ye Ning and Xia Huaian stood at the door, like two lighthouses, surrounded by a sea of ​​children.

"This is the elementary school we were studying at." Ye Ning recognized it in surprise, grabbed Xia Huaian's arm, and smiled with crooked eyes: "Did you say you wanted to come here earlier? We can come by bus, I Legs are broken."

Xia Huaian glanced at his hand, but said nothing.

When the children were almost gone, the two entered the school gate.

This place used to be a high-end kindergarten. Later, the kindergarten was relocated and used as a local elementary school. Many of the original buildings and facilities are still there. The two walked slowly along the playground, and finally stopped on the sand. down.

Ye Ning put down his schoolbag, sat on the swing, and swayed lazily.

"If only you didn't go so far to go to school." The sweat on his forehead glistened in the sun, his hair was wet, but when he squinted his eyes, he still looked good. Xia Huaian stood tall, and he Tilting her head slightly, she looked up at him with a smile.

"Even if we stay here, we will always be separated." Xia Huaian said calmly.

This was probably the first sentence he said when he saw Ye Ning today - if the "follow me" in the living room of Ye's family does not count.

His voice was cold, but surprisingly nice.

"How is it possible, we can go to junior high school, high school, and college together..." Ye Ning's voice gradually weakened, because Xia Huaian suddenly came over.He suddenly stammered: "What, what?"

"Go to college together? Fall in love together? Get married together?"

Xia Huaian had a half-smile smile at the corner of his mouth, and the moment Ye Ning was frightened, he withdrew again and said with a smile: "Fool, there is always a banquet in the world."

"Who said that there is always a banquet..." Ye Ning said indignantly: "I just said there is."

Xia Huaian laughed.

He is obviously such an indifferent person, but when he smiles, he is as dazzling as the stars.

"Okay, let's go."

"Where?"

"go home."

"Your home or my home?"

"Which home do you want to go back to?"

Compared to the warmth of Ye's family, Xia's house is much quieter, because there are few people and the house is big, it looks very spacious, and the servants are very well behaved, like invisible people, there is no sound at all.

Xia Huaian went straight to Ye's house after getting off the plane, and now he returned to his own home, took a shower, and found Ye Ning sitting on the floor of his bedroom, digging out the things in his schoolbag, and laying them out one by one. In front of him, when he saw him coming out, he smiled with crooked eyes.

"This is for you." He took out a small round wooden ball and played with it for Xia Huai'an: "This is like a Rubik's cube, it can be disassembled."

"Boring." Xia Huaian rubbed his hair with a towel, and sat down in front of him.The chest that is full of youth but not yet young is a little thin, but the bones have already stretched out, and it is only a matter of time before they become tall and strong.

After being hit, Ye Ning showed a disappointed look, but quickly took out something else with confidence: "What about this pen, this one has a story..."

He didn't finish his sentence, because the pen in his hand was suddenly taken away, and the person who took the pen suddenly leaned over and whispered in his ear: "Speaking of presents, I have a good idea..."

Before he finished speaking, Ye Ning's face turned red.

"No." He said in a voice like a gnat.

"Why not?" Xia Huaian leaned against the low table behind him, with his arms stretched out, resting on the table, and deliberately looked at him mockingly: "I just said, you are a coward."

"I'm not a coward." Ye Ning blushed, but couldn't tell why: "Anyway, I can't do it."

Xia Huaian is still looking at him. He has long and narrow eyes. It is no wonder that others often ignore his age. It is because he is too oppressive. Being stared at by his eyes often gives people the feeling of being stared at by a beast. illusion.

This is how Ye Ning feels at the moment.

Fortunately, Xia Huaian did not continue to force him.

"It's boring." Xia Huai'an finished lazily, and suddenly, everything was withdrawn, whether it was his gaze, that hunter's posture, or the invisible pressure permeating the bedroom, all disappeared in an instant. As if nothing happened.

Ye Ning breathed a sigh of relief, but somehow felt a little lost.

Three days later, Xia Huaian, who was about to board the plane, received a call from Ye Ning.

The voice on the other side of the phone was already out of breath, because he didn't catch up in the end, and he was a little disappointed: "An'an, have you gone back?"

"Ah."

"Then when will you come back?" Ye Ning's voice was filled with crying.

"Next year." Xia Huai'an hesitated, but added: "I will tell you when the time comes."

There was a long silence on the phone.

"Can't you come back to school?"

"No."

"Why not?" Ye Ning argued anxiously: "Our place is so nice, there are a lot of delicious food, and we can go to school together..."

"Anyway, it's not possible."

"Can't I give you a gift?"

"No."

"Is it okay to give that gift!" Ye Ning's voice was angry and sad.

The people around Xia Huai'an saw that his hand holding the phone was suddenly clenched, and their eyes darkened instantly.

"Yes, no matter what you give, it won't do." He said decisively, but his voice suddenly softened a little: "But I promise, when I return to China, I will definitely give you a very big gift."

"Is it bigger than the presents I have received before?" Ye Ning got an affirmative answer from the other side of the phone, but still refused to let go: "You promise."

"I promise."

As the sun sets, on the wasteland outside the airport, the reeds stretch to the sky, the wind quietly shakes the blades of grass, a depressed teenager in school uniform outside the airport sits lazily on the ground, and in the distant sky, a plane disappears in the sky.

Time keeps flowing, countless stories just like this, dissipated in the wind.

(Finish)

The author has something to say: Well, up to now, the hedgehog is completely over.

In the future, I will collect new articles while being more aggressive. Currently, the top three articles on the list are "The Old Man", "Hedgehog 2" and Yin Xi's articles.

I have been writing for a long time, and there has been a trough for a long time.

Hedgehog can be regarded as the first article written well after pulling himself together. There are many imperfections, but at least it is a very good start.

Thank you all for walking with me all the way, and I hope to walk with you in the future.

See you next book.

happy New Year.