Years Know Long Summer

It was evening when we returned to Yong'an, and everyone had already entered the low battery mode.

To complete the task, the birthday song is usually sung, the candles are blown out, and the cake is divided, and everyone disperses exhausted.

Sheng Lang ate a large piece of cake and lay contentedly on the top floor of the building that was heated by the sun.

In the evening of early summer, there is a sound of cicadas, and the flowing clouds in the sky show a magnificent rose color.

In Yong'an in the twilight, every household smells the aroma of food.All the old, simple and dirty things are hidden in the shadows, only the bright lights are left.

18 years ago today, his mother gave birth to him.

Sheng Lang has almost no affection for that mother whom he has not met a few times, but at this moment, he is very grateful that she did not remove the bastard in her stomach, but gave birth to it.

I heard that Sheng Lang's mother gave birth to him to ask that foreigner for money, and it wasn't out of any maternal love.

But no matter what, Sheng Lang was able to be born in this world, had the opportunity to grow up, met his little Xia, and spent so many beautiful days and nights together.

Sheng Lang rolled his belly lazily, watching Lin Zhixia walking around, packing candles and drinking glasses.Today is his birthday, so he can be a little lazy.

"Aren't you going to open the present?" Lin Zhixia kicked Sheng Lang.

Yes!

Sheng Lang turned over and got up: "Which one is yours? I'll take yours apart first."

Lin Zhixia's gift is not big, it is a cylindrical thing.The young lady in the stationery store packaged it so creatively that it looked like a big toffee.

"Little toffee give me big toffee!" Sheng Lang laughed.

He carefully untied the ribbon, carefully tore off the transparent glue on the wrapping paper, and peeled off the contents.

Transparent glass bottle filled with liquid, half blue, half transparent.There was a tiny human being half-floating in the blue liquid, in a swimming pose.

Sheng Lang's eyes widened in surprise, he held the bottle up to the sun to look at it, and held it up to his eyes for a closer look.

No matter how he flipped and rolled the bottle, the blue liquid was below, and the little man floated steadily on the blue water.

"This villain is me? It's me, right? His eyes are green!" Sheng Lang was extremely excited, "Xiao Xia, where did you get it?"

"What did you do? I made it!" Lin Zhixia sat down beside Sheng Lang, took the bottle over, and explained, "The blue one is water, and the transparent one is a kind of glycerin, that's why it has this effect."

Lin Zhixia uses a technique called "oiling", which is inspired by small ornaments seen in gift shops.

The little figure was carved by Lin Zhixia herself.In order to create the effect of half-floating on the water, he chose a lot of materials before finding the plastic with the most suitable density.

"It's so interesting! This is the only thing in the world!" Sheng Lang was like a child who got a dream toy, holding this glass bottle and couldn't put it down.

"Wait, why does this bottle look so much like a baby bottle? This is the baby bottle in our community, right?"

Old baby bottles for free, glycerin for a few dollars, and hand-carved plastic figurines.The cost of the whole gift is actually quite cheap.

Lin Zhixia thought over and over before that although Sheng Lang was not rich, he really didn't seem to lack anything.Then, it may be more meaningful to send him a souvenir.

There are words on the bottom of the bottle, which were written by Lin Zhixia with acrylic paint on a liner pen, in petty lowercase script, neat and elegant:

"The sky is high and the sea is wide, and the future is boundless. Happy birthday, little wolf!"

"That's great..." Sheng Lang hugged the bottle like a baby, and couldn't stop rubbing it. "You are too capable, Xiaoxia. Why do you know everything?"

"like?"

"Simply love it!"

Sheng Lang's ecstasy was so straightforward and enthusiastic, like fireworks bursting out in a summer night, suddenly illuminating the field of vision.

Lin Zhixia reached out to touch Sheng Lang's head, but before he touched the soft hair, he was thrown to the floor.

The heavy body, the arms tightly wrapped around the body, and the hairy head buried deep in the neck nest exudes a creamy fragrance.

The floor was hot, and Sheng Lang's body was even hotter.The heat penetrated into his body, burning from the bones.

Lin Zhixia felt sweat rushing out from every pore.

Immediately, there was a feeling of being bitten on the cheek.

It's not serious, it doesn't hurt at all, it's more like being licked.But it made the skin and flesh tremble together, and the nerve endings crackled and sparkled with joy.

"you--"

Sheng Lang laughed and got up quickly.

Lin Zhixia touched her face and blushed all over.

"When will your habit of liking your mouth get better?" Lin Zhixia stretched out her legs to kick Sheng Lang.

Sheng Lang quickly rolled to the side, dodging the attack.

But the bottle on the side suffered a catastrophe. It was kicked away and rolled gurglingly under a large utility cabinet by the fence of the terrace.

"Look at your stinky feet." Sheng Lang sneered.

Lin Zhixia's eyelids were so heavy that she couldn't lift her eyes, she was both ashamed and annoyed, and said nothing.

The bottle got stuck in the innermost corner, out of reach, and the clothes rail couldn't get out.Sheng Lang simply turned over and leaned half of his body under the cabinet.

"Have you got it?" Lin Zhixia was worried, "If you can't get it, forget it. I'll make another one for you. It's pretty simple anyway..."

"Are you kidding me?" Sheng Lang's voice came from under the cabinet, "Don't you know that the first edition is the most valuable? If you make a hundred more later, you won't even have this treasure!"

"One hundred, why should I mass-produce this... Hey, I haven't got it yet? Forget it..."

"Got it! Got it!"

Sheng Lang cheered, and when he twisted his body to get out, he ran into trouble - he got stuck.

"Oh my god, hurry up, drag me out!"

Lin Zhixia burst into laughter, so she had no choice but to grab Sheng Lang's feet and drag him out from the bottom of the cabinet.

Sheng Lang collapsed on the floor, gasping for breath, holding the bottle tightly to his chest.

"It didn't fall, did it?" Lin Zhixia leaned over.

"No..." Sheng Lang stood up abruptly.

The two faces were pressed together unpreparedly, and Lin Zhixia felt a touch on her lips.

Something soft and warm rubbed against his lips, and then left immediately.

It was too unexpected, too fleeting, so it wasn't real at all, like an illusion.

But the stiff bodies, flushed cheeks, and chaotic breaths of the two all confirmed that something happened just now.

Lin Zhixia's brain was completely shut down, relying entirely on instinct to crawl back on the ground with hands and feet.

Sheng Lang sat motionless.

"I...I should go back." Lin Zhixia was sweating profusely, speaking incoherently, "My dad is still waiting...I'm going back..."

He waved his hands wildly and dove headlong into the stairs.

Sheng Lang heard the flurry of footsteps gradually receding, falling back to the floor.

After a while, he suddenly curled up and hugged the bottle in his arms, laughed silently, and rolled around excitedly on the ground.

After Lin Zhixia returned home, she did nothing else, but spent two days renovating the house from top to bottom.

The creaking stools were nailed firmly, the loose screws were tightened, the range hood was disassembled and cleaned from the inside to the outside, and the stains on the floor and corners were cleaned little by little.

Although Lin Anwen couldn't see it, Lin Zhixia still replaced the light bulb with a higher wattage at home.

Lin Zhixia didn't spend much of the money she saved to buy Sheng Lang's birthday present, so she used it all to buy new clothes for her father.

Speaking of this, Lin Zhixia was still very sorry.Obviously his father lacks more things than Sheng Lang, but he only cared about Sheng Lang before.

Lin Anwen was wearing the new shirt his son bought him, sitting in a chair listening to the news, his face was full of satisfaction.

Lin Zhixia took the provincial one, which is equivalent to stepping into the threshold of university with one foot.Even if the results of the national competition are mediocre in the future, there will be good schools waiting for his son to study.

Lin Anwen half unloaded the burden of the new head, and his whole complexion took on a new look. During this period of time, the smile never came off his face.

"My subsistence allowance has been approved, and the family will have an extra income in the future. I have calculated that before you take the college entrance examination, I can save you enough living expenses for your freshman year. When you finish your freshman year, I will send you I have saved enough living expenses for my sophomore year..."

"I'm already in college, so I can make money myself." Lin Zhixia was kneeling on the ground and scrubbing the floor, "I'll be eighteen by the end of the year."

Lin Anwen smiled happily: "It's rare to have a few days off, why don't you go and play with Sheng Lang?"

"He wants to train." Lin Zhixia vigorously brushed a stain on the floor.

Lin Anwen asked again: "I heard from Mingzhu that Sheng Lang has a girlfriend? Have you seen it?"

Lin Zhixia stopped and felt his sweat, "No. He hid her very well."

"The days go by so fast. In the blink of an eye, you all became adults." Lin Anwen said with emotion, "In the future, when you get married and have a child, I will completely let go of the important responsibilities."

Lin Zhixia looked at his father's smiling face full of longing: "I will make a lot of money early, so that you can enjoy yourself well."

The wrinkles at the corners of Lin Anwen's eyes stretched happily.

"Don't be busy, you should have more fun during the holidays. Send Sheng Lang a portion of the pork ribs stewed today. He trains too hard, so eat more."

Lin Zhixia looked at the sunset glow outside the window, and was stunned for a moment, as if fascinated by the gorgeous colors.

The hand unconsciously touched his lips, and then hurriedly let go as if he had been scalded.

At this moment, through the car window, Sheng Lang was looking at the door of a bar across the road.

Sheng Lang has been famous for the nightlife area of ​​Feng City for a long time, and the seniors on the team even boasted about their love affairs here, but this is the first time for him to set foot here.

The bar looked strangely unpretentious among the colorful shops around it.

The light gray gate, a few clumps of Xiangfei bamboo, the signboard with background light, the store name is "Silent", silent.

"It's really low-key." Sheng Lang said.

"As a human being, it's better to keep a low profile." Yang Jingxing said, "Go in and have a look around? You said you want to see our world. Although it can't be summarized there, it can represent a part of it."

Sheng Lang pushed the door and got out of the car.

It was still early, and it was not a weekend, so there were not many customers in the bar.

As soon as Sheng Lang walked in, he attracted many amazed eyes.

The two men were leaning on a corner of the bar and flirting, but at this moment they forgot about their companions and looked towards Sheng Lang.

Sheng Lang had long been numb to this kind of gaze, but Yang Jingxing, who was following behind him, couldn't help showing a proud and complicated smile.

As Yang Jingxing said before, they are all ordinary people, and gay bars are also ordinary bars.The decoration here is very elegant, but there is nothing strange about it.

"There's no steel pipe," Sheng Lang said.

"Like I said, this is a clean place, not some vulgar club." Yang Jingxing wanted to touch his forehead, "Find a seat and sit. You are too conspicuous, and others can't do anything standing here."

Sheng Lang was wearing the clothes Yang Jingxing gave him today, a white shirt and casual trousers.The extremely simple attire, Sheng Lang wore it with a radiant effect.

Before they were seated, a waiter came over and greeted Yang Jingxing affectionately, but kept looking at Sheng Lang.

"What would you like to drink?" Yang Jingxing asked Sheng Lang, "For entry-level, beer?"

As an athlete, Sheng Lang's diet wasn't particularly healthy, but at least he basically didn't smoke or drink.

"Let's beer." Sheng Lang was a little eager to try.

It's good to be an adult, the closed door is opened to him, and he can boldly try many things that he has longed for in the past.

Yang Jingxing ordered two glasses of beer and clinked glasses with Sheng Lang: "Happy birthday."

Sheng Lang drank most of a glass of beer with a gulp.

"Slow down!" Yang Jingxing laughed hurriedly, "No matter how low the degree is, it's still wine. You haven't had dinner yet, so be careful."

Sheng Lang didn't take it seriously.He always thought that beer was just a bit bitter drink, nothing special.As for alcohol, Sheng Lang had no idea.

"This is your world?" Sheng Lang looked around.

"It's disappointing, isn't it?" Yang Jingxing smiled, "The weekend will be more lively. It's too early, and the singer hasn't come yet. What do you want to see? A queen in casual clothes? A stripper? Or a boy with cat ears?"

Sheng Lang shook his head.

"I just want to see. If I succeed in confessing my love to him...I want to know what kind of world I will bring him into."

Yang Jingxing said: "The bartender is a veteran and works part-time as a security guard. The boss is in the tea business. He usually serves a pair of Wenwan walnuts and a thermos cup. The waiter just now is a child who came to work in the city from the Dashan countryside. Don't suffer, it's poor..."

"All of them?"

Yang Jingxing nodded: "I said earlier that we are all ordinary people."

Sheng Lang drank the rest of the beer, and gradually he was able to taste something different from the bitterness.

"When are you going to confess your love to the elementary school bully?" Yang Jingxing asked.

Sheng Lang said: "Originally, it was planned to be after the China National Games. But I couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to speak first. But I was afraid that he would not accept it. If I got depressed, it would affect the competition."

Yang Jingxing smiled: "My first love, I really miss it. It tastes like lemon tea, sour and slightly astringent."

Sheng Lang said in a low voice: "I'm also afraid that if he agrees, he will suffer with me."

With such a beautiful relationship, Yang Jingxing couldn't help but feel sour, and was a little puzzled: "Children of your age, don't you all do things without thinking about the future? Why do you think so much?"

Sheng Lang took it for granted: "You care about a person, don't you think too much about him? I just take good care of Xiao Xia, let him live happily and carefree. Even if there are hardships, I will bear it alone. alright."

Yang Jingxing was stunned, his expression obviously recalled something, and it took him a while to recover.

"Damn it. It's obviously not thirty, but seeing you, I feel old."

Sheng Lang had already downed two glasses of beer, smashed it and said, "It's delicious."

"Eat some French fries, don't drink so much wine on an empty stomach." Yang Jingxing persuaded.

Sheng Lang said: "I have already thought about it. If we can be together, everything will be based on his opinion. It is up to him whether to make it public or not. He will definitely work in a good unit in the future. I don't want him to face social problems. pressure."

"A peerless man." Yang Jingxing smiled, "To be honest, I don't think that as a gay man, he faces no more social pressure than an older unmarried woman. In this world, as men, we have already won."

Sheng Lang was not deeply involved in the world, so he didn't quite understand Yang Jingxing's words.

"Have you figured out how to confess your love?" Yang Jingxing asked, "Flowers? Light candles? If you succeed in confessing, you have to kiss. Will you?"

Sheng Lang hiccupped, with a disapproving expression on his face: "Who wouldn't kiss? We've all kissed before... Even though it was an accident."

"Yo, no wonder I'm ready to confess." Yang Jingxing smiled slyly, "But just booing, it can only be considered a kiss, not a kiss. Kiss is more particular, divided into the use of lips and tongue..."

Sheng Lang subconsciously listened carefully to Teacher Yang's lecture.

"For the first kiss, it's best to just move your lips and keep your tongue away..."

The incoming call rang suddenly, Sheng Lang took out his phone to look at it, and hurriedly gestured to Yang Jingxing to silence him.

Yang Jingxing understood.It must be Lin Zhixia who called.

This was the first time the two talked on the phone after their birthday, Sheng Lang's heart was pounding, and he answered carefully.

"Are you busy?" Lin Zhixia's voice was relaxed, "Have you eaten yet?"

Sheng Lang glanced at the half-eaten potato lattice on the table: "I'm eating. How about you?"

"Just finished eating." Lin Zhixia said, "My dad asked me to give you ribs, I'll come over later. Go to the swimming pool or the dormitory to find you?"

"Ah?" Sheng Lang sat up straight, "Go...to the dormitory."

"Okay, see you later."

As soon as the call was cut off, Sheng Lang hurriedly packed up his things: "Xiao Xia is going to the team to find me, I have to go back first. He thought I was training..."

He got up and took two steps, then swayed and fell to the ground.

Sheng Lang was tall and strong, and when he hit the floor with a loud bang, everyone in the bar was startled.

Yang Jingxing couldn't help but laugh: "You poured down just a few glasses of beer? You can't drink it and you drink it on an empty stomach?"

Sheng Lang sat up from the ground in a daze, with a look of disbelief.His mind is very fresh, but his body is indeed limp, a little disobedient.

"It's all like this, you still want to see the elementary school bully?"

"I have to go back!" Sheng Lang got up clumsily, and staggered towards the door, "He can't find me when he arrives, let alone explain!"

Yang Jingxing didn't know what to do, he carried Sheng Lang's arm and helped him into his car.

Fortunately, the bar is not far from the sports school, it takes less than half an hour to drive there.

Yang Jingxing drove the car directly to the downstairs of the dormitory.Sheng Lang pushed open the car door, stepped out, and rolled out of the car.

"Hey!" Yang Jingxing quickly went around to help Sheng Lang up, "Can you really do this? That elementary school bully of yours is very shrewd. You're so obvious, there's nothing he can't see."

"I just said I didn't practice today, and I drank some wine with my teammates for dinner." Sheng Lang staggered, "As long as I'm not with you..."

"What's the matter with me?" Yang Jingxing smiled, "I'm so shameless? You haven't told your friends about me yet, have you?"

Sheng Lang didn't say anything, his body was as stiff as a stone sculpture.

Yang Jingxing turned his head following Sheng Lang's gaze, and saw Lin Zhixia standing not far away, under the moonlight, there was no trace of blood on his handsome face.

Yang Jingxing asked Sheng Lang in a low voice, "Can you stand still?"

Sheng Lang nodded.

Yang Jingxing let go of him, turned around and got into the car, kicking the accelerator.

The Porsche turned into a blue shadow and disappeared into the night.

Only Sheng Lang and Lin Zhixia were left standing face to face, and the night wind swept a piece of paper scraps between them.

The author has something to say:

You wolf boy, you can't escape this slap.