Two pots of water

Very wonderful.

Seeing Tan Zui talking to him like that, Jiang Chu couldn't remember the last time he had such prickly eyes.

But he inexplicably recalled the scene of Tan Zui putting a small snowball into his hand on the day when it snowed heavily.

He asked Tan Zui to stretch out his face for him to touch, and Tan Zui leaned down on the roof of the car to touch his face.

There is a smile in the eyes, as well as undisguised sincerity and gentleness.

The memory overlapped with Tan Zui in front of him, and Jiang Chu's heart sank, as if he had been hit by a heartbeat without defense.

Straight fucking flustered.

"... What did you say?" He asked Tan Zui.

At the same time as he opened his mouth, Jiang Chu also "fucked" in his heart. Sure enough, the instinct of a person when he is on fire is to ask back.

Tan Zui didn't speak, and seemed to be very irritable, frowning, he went back to the bedroom directly.

Jiang Chu bit a cigarette and lit it, and walked around the living room twice.

It was really spinning around, spinning around, with clueless irritability, spinning around so that Zhou Teng stared at him with his head tilted.

He had to talk to Tan Zui, and if he didn't turn around twice to suppress the fire, he was afraid that he would not be able to help but do it when he saw Tan Zui's distant expression again.

When entering Qin's most room, he deliberately didn't knock on the door, just pushed it open and went in.

Tan Zui just put on a pair of trousers, glanced at him, and pulled up the waistband of his trousers.

"When do you change clothes and close the door?" Jiang Chu wanted to ask this question yesterday.

"Is there a problem?" Tan Zui asked him back.

"Yes." Jiang Chu stared at him, "What's your temper?"

This time, Tan Zui looked at him for at least five seconds before speaking.

"Don't you understand?" He asked Jiang Chu, "Do you still have to listen to me?"

Jiang Chu opened his mouth, but said nothing.

Of course he understood, otherwise he wouldn't have said something about his brother and brother to Tan Zui that day.

He just didn't understand why Tan Zuo had to take things to such extremes.

Either get close without reservation, and give him all the impulsiveness and recklessness of a teenager.

Either just pull the distance away, and there will be no more normal physical contact.

Jiang Chu is in the habit of keeping room. He doesn't like to do anything absolutely, and will subconsciously take care of the face of both parties.

He thought of Tan Shuman.

Is it genetic?

Like Tan Shuman's influence on Tan Zui, either try to give birth to Tan Zui, or go far away without looking back for ten years.

The word "go away and fly high" made Jiang Chu feel awkward.

"Tan Zui." He struggled to suppress this emotion, lowered his head and rubbed the space between his brows.

"I know you have yours," he mulled over his words, "consider. I can understand from your point of view, but brothers don't have to..."

"Do you have to watch me change my clothes?" Tan Zui interrupted him.

Jiang Chu stared at him, suddenly speechless.

"You have to touch my face, make me tired of you, and slap my ass if it's okay, otherwise you will be unhappy." Tan Zui took a step towards him and stood in front of Jiang Chu, his voice getting tighter and tighter, " You want everything, so what do you want me to do? You were hard that day, you know, bro?"

"Isn't this a fucking normal thing? Whose brothers still have to be separated by three feet every day?" Jiang Chu's scalp exploded, and he described it as almost embarrassing.

"Why are you and Liang Xiaojia not like this?" He ignored Tan Zui's last sentence, "Why didn't you see him sticking your arm and you just pulled it away?"

"He's different from you." Tan Zuo looked at him firmly.

Jiang Chu wanted to say something more, but Tan Zui suddenly withdrew his eyes, fixed his eyes on a certain ethereal point, and was dazed for a while.

"You still don't understand." He didn't want to talk to Jiang Chu anymore, he pulled out a chair with his back to Jiang Chu and sat down, flicked a cigarette out of his mouth, "It's fine if you don't understand. Go to sleep, bro. "

Jiang Chu was still asleep.

He didn't know what kind of mood he used to pass the night. When he opened his eyes the next day, he was still in a state of unease.

"Child, the hair hasn't even grown yet, you expect him to know nothing." Lao Du put one hand on the table, turned the cup in his hand up and down, and smiled.

Jiang Chu was really annoyed and flustered, he tried to hide key words and chat with Da Ben, to vent.

Da Ben only thought that Tan was the most angry with him, and didn't take it seriously at all. He said, "Hey, puberty, everyone at this age has a temper like a dog", and blocked his depression back.

Jiang Chu could only talk to Lao Du.

Although he can't say anything to Lao Du, at least Lao Du understands the aspects of "bringing children" better than others.

"I don't understand how my temper can be so crooked." Jiang Chu scrambled for a long time with a hairy belly, and slipped out without a grip.

He didn't bother to pick it up either, he threw his chopsticks and leaned back on the sofa.

"I remember he was not very sensible?" Old Du asked.

"Ah." Jiang Chu responded, "Or can I be so annoying."

"Just because you slapped his ass?" Old Du asked again.

Jiang Chu was silent for two seconds before saying: "Not all of them, the main thing happened to say a few words to him just now, and I guess I'm holding my breath."

"You little white-eyed wolf." Old Du said with a smile.

"Get out." Jiang Chu didn't like to hear this word, "There is no one who can make more trouble than your nephew."

This time it was Lao Du who didn't speak. He let out a "tsk" like a sigh, and tapped the bottom of the cup lightly.

Worrying alone is worse than worrying about others.

"Tan Zui said that Miao Miao is living in school." Jiang Chu felt that he was in a better mood, and started to ask Lao Du in turn, "Didn't you not let me live after three years of trouble, so what happened this time? "

"I'm used to it." Old Du couldn't tell why, "I haven't had any hardships since I was a child, and I think about it every day, and I never learn to think about the consequences."

Jiang Chu picked up a piece of lettuce, thinking that this theory would only be half true if applied to Qin Zui.

"I always feel that I understand everything." Lao Du took a sip of his wine, his eyes were tired from the angle blocked by the rim of the glass, "Life has just begun, understand what a fart."

Jiang Chu chatted with old Du Yunshan for half a night, but they didn't come up with any clues, and they were still annoying.

"You are actually adding drama to yourself." Lao Du finally said to him with a smile.

"One brother, one mouth, and I don't even think about the two of you having different surnames. After the college entrance examination, you flapped your wings and flew away. In the first two months, you still had a little affection, but within two years, you just forgot about you." Like a high school class teacher. "

"Fuck." Jiang Chu couldn't help laughing.

This metaphor is too docile, and he instantly has a sense of substitution for this natural alienation.

It's even more annoying after laughing.

In fact, Jiang Chu didn't even understand what he was bothering about.

If Tan must use this method of eliminating contact to restore a "normal" attitude towards him, then he should breathe a sigh of relief no matter what he thinks.

Anyway, it's not like Tan Zui is going to cut off contact with him. The two of them still live in the same house, and they should talk and chat at ordinary times.

After a while, Tan Zui's emotions passed, and the two of them gradually became more natural.

Jiang Chu planned to just get used to it slowly.

As a result, at the beginning of the second semester of the third year of high school, Tan Zui brought him back an application form for accommodation.

"What do you mean?" Jiang Chu was eating, took the list and looked at it, and it took two seconds before he remembered to swallow the porridge in his mouth, and turned his head to stare at Tan Zui.

After filling in the name, class and other information on the top, the bottom line of the parents' signature is waiting for him.

"I want to live on campus." Tan Zui was sitting on the sofa, with his arms stretched forward on his knees, rubbing his eyes with his palms.

"I know you want to live on campus. I can read and I'm not blind." Jiang Chu said, "What do you mean by that?"

Qin Zui paused for a moment and looked up at him.

"It means living on campus." He said, "What's wrong?"

"Why?" Jiang Chu continued to ask.

Tan Zui looked at him for a long time, but without saying anything, he got up suddenly and came to Jiang Chu, leaning on the back of his chair and sticking his face in front of him.

"See the bloodshot eyes in my eyes, bro." He stared at Jiang Chu and asked.

The two of them hadn't been this close for a long time, when Tan's most familiar breath suddenly rushed over, Jiang Chu instinctively wanted to lean back, but resisted not moving.

He looked at Tan Zui's eyes, they were bloodshot, and the fundus was also a little blue, and he looked like he was staying up all night.

It seems to be thinner than before.

Jiang Chu suddenly felt a little distressed.

He and Tan Zui met every day, and in the past few days, he only vaguely felt that Tan Zui had a deeper outline, and his facial features were more three-dimensional than when he first came here.

Just as he habitually wanted to raise his hand to pat him, Tan Zui didn't wait for him to speak, and stood up straight again.

"The college entrance examination is coming up in a few months, and I have to sprint." He took out the application form from Jiang Chu's hand, spread it on the table, and took out a pen for him.

"You can't rush at home?" Jiang Chu pursed his lips, "It's just two stops, just enough to wake you up."

"I can't calm down at home." Tan Zui stared at the application form and said.

Jiang Chu was speechless for a moment.

Qin Zui's reason was completely reasonable, and he couldn't find any faults.

But he just didn't want to sign it.

"How long do you live?" He asked Tan Zui, "A whole semester?"

"En." Tan Zui responded.

"Then the college entrance examination, and leave after the exam." Jiang Chu picked up the pen and twirled it twice, looked at the application form again, and suddenly smiled, "Do you think it's safe to stay away from me?"

Jiang Chu was almost listening to the words coming out of his mouth, while scolding himself in his heart, what kind of nonsense are you talking about.

Qin was the most dazed, looking down at him.

Jiang Chu kept looking at Tan Zui's "reason for living on campus" on the application form.

In the space two fingers wide, Qin Zui wrote two words: down-to-earth

These two words were like a knife on his body, following Jiang Chu's eyeballs and piercing straight into his heart.

His brother was so successful that Tan Zui lived with him, so he couldn't feel at ease.

The house was silent for a while, neither of them spoke, Jiang Chu stopped turning the pen, pushed the cap of the pen with his little finger, and made a soft "click".

Just as he was about to sign, Tan Zui knelt down in front of him.

"Jiang Chu." Tan Zui's eyes were darker than ordinary people's, and the corners of his eyes were bloodshot. When he looked at people with slightly frowned eyebrows, his eyes looked deep and complicated.

"What do you think of me?" He asked hoarsely.