crossing the dangerous bridge

The countdown to the college entrance examination written on the blackboard in the classroom is like an hourglass, and it will come to an end before you know it.

The sky was dark, the bell rang long ago after school, and the lingering sound drifted to nowhere. In the row after row of teaching buildings, only the third graders were still brightly lit. It's the silent waves.

There are no lights on the basketball court. On the playground, there are only a few enthusiastic basketball fans who are still rushing forward by the light of the street lamps.

Jiang Yu didn't join in, but just took a ball by himself and practiced shooting. Unlike the lively basketball court during the day, at this moment, only his shoulder bag was standing on the edge of the court, acting as a silent and loyal audience.

The young man was facing the light, his slender figure almost blending into the darkness.

"Jiang Yu, you are still waiting for your brother."

A few high school seniors who sneaked out of the classroom to catch their breath saw him and greeted him with a smile.

They knew Lin Jianxi, and naturally they also knew his younger brother. Everyone knew that Jiang Yu was a standard brother-controller, the kind who had to wait for his brother to come home with him after school.

Jiang Yu’s first year of high school, the next night’s self-study time is two quarters earlier than that of the third year of high school, and he can be seen waiting for Lin Jianxi every day. At first, they didn’t understand why such a grown-up had to wait for his brother to go home together. But over time, I got used to it.

Even if the brothers have a good relationship, there is nothing that cannot be understood.

Jiang Yu let out an "um", and the group of people ran away in a hurry without saying anything.

After a while, the third year of senior high school also started self-study at night, and people came out of the classroom one after another. Jiang Yu picked up his backpack and walked forward.

"I'm so tired." Seeing him, Lin Jianxi habitually stuffed his schoolbag into his arms, and leaned on his back: "I don't want to walk anymore, drag me along."

Jiang Yu turned his head slightly and looked at Lin Jianxi's black hair: "Are you really so tired?"

"Yes." Lin Jianxi replied vaguely: "I don't know why, but I don't want to walk by myself when I see you."

"..."

With a backpack, Jiang Yu couldn't carry another person on his back. He dragged his brother, a bit like a snail dragging its shell, slowly towards the school gate.

Since he entered the third year of high school, the driver of the Lin family resumed his daily pick-up and drop-off routine. When going to school in the morning, Lin Jianxi would take the time to memorize a few paragraphs of classical Chinese, and when he came home at night, the lights in his room would be turned off very late.

Sometimes Jiang Yu wakes up in the middle of the night, and when he gets up, he sees that the light in the door of his room is still on. When he opens the door, he finds that he has fallen asleep lying on the desk just like he did. The pajamas stretched out a fragile arc.

Every time, Jiang Yu carefully carried him back to the bed.

"Brother, you are already very smart, why are you working so hard?" In fact, Jiang Yu vaguely understood, but still felt sorry for him.

"Ah," Lin Jianxi smiled, "Because..."

"Ok?"

"Because I want to be number one." Lin Jianxi added a bit of sly tone: "I just want to be number one, and I don't want to be anything else."

"You will be." Jiang Yu said.

Lin Jianxi asked amusedly, "Why are you so sure?"

"Because you are very powerful," Jiang Yu said, "In my heart, you are the most powerful."

"Good brother," Lin Jianxi rubbed his face: "Although your face is hard to pinch, you are still as cute as when you were a child."

"Is it only cute?"

"Hmm... is it a little more reliable?"

Jiang Yu deliberately complained: "I carry you home every day without complaint, do you think I'm only a little reliable?"

"Okay, okay, it's a lot of points. How old are you and you care so much about this?"

"Humph."

The summer night wind blew gently, brushing over the boy's beautiful eyelashes, and falling on the boy's beating heart.

After the college entrance examination and the heavy burden was unloaded, Lin Jianxi slept at home day and night for three days and three nights until she didn't know about her personnel.

Jiang Yu was afraid that he would fall into such a coma, so he leaned against his bed and poked his arm pitifully: "Brother, please take care of me."

"Hmm..." Lin Jianxi was still under the blanket, but relying on her hazy intuition, she reached out and scratched his chin: "Why?"

"You haven't spoken to me for days."

He was finally freed from the heavy pressure and lived a dreamlike decadent life. He either ate or slept at home, and went out to sing karaoke with his friends at night.

For a person who is eager to miss his brother, this can be compared with hell.

"Are there a few days?" Lin Jianxi lifted the quilt and thought seriously: "Why do I think there is no?"

"You don't think that you go out every day, and you don't even remember that there is a younger brother who is in dire straits at home."

Lin Jianxi was dumbfounded by his aggrieved tone, "Then I'll take you out to play next time?"

"Okay," Jiang Yu looked at him, "That's it."

Lin Jianxi: "..."

I don't know why, but I feel like I'm being tricked.

He said he wanted to take his younger brother out together, but his poor younger brother is still in school, so he couldn’t compare the time with a group of people who were already free. The real time to go out together was also on Sunday a few days later.

During the period after the liberation of the college entrance examination, a group of people struck while the iron was hot, and held many large and small gatherings, including class gatherings, friends gatherings, and even red-line gatherings.

This time it was obviously a red line. As soon as Lin Jianxi pushed open the door of the KTV box, the students sitting on the sofa cheered: "Lin Jianxi, you are finally here!"

After a pause, seeing that there was another person behind him, he shouted in a fuss again: "Okay, you still bring your family!"

Lin Jianxi glanced back, bent his eyes, and said calmly, "Take him out to help me block the wine."

"What kind of alcohol should you stop?" A group of people laughed and said, "Underage is forbidden to drink alcohol! Jiang Yu, don't listen to your brother!"

Jiang Yu looked around the box, and when he saw that there were obviously many more girls than boys, he immediately understood.

Blocking wine is fake, blocking peach blossoms is real.

Jiang Yu has the identity of a "younger brother", and Lin Jianxi's peers naturally treat him as a junior, but his height and shape do not seem to match the junior, which made some girls who were planning to take this opportunity to confess I'm a little embarrassed.

It's not that difficult in front of classmates, but in front of "brother", it feels different from being in front of parents.

It wasn't until after drinking that the atmosphere gradually heated up that the bold girl dared to squeeze in: "Lin Jianxi, I have something to tell you."

Lin Jianxi and Jiang Yu turned to look at her together, "Huh?"

The girl was a little nervous by Qiqi's gaze, and the words she was about to say got stuck, and...was it an illusion?Why did she suddenly feel that Jiang Yu's eyes looked like a little wolf dog protecting food?

But it was only for a moment, and when he looked at the past again, Jiang Yu's eyes had changed into a feeling that his brother's watching his brother's excitement had nothing to do with him.

It really is an illusion.

The girl felt relieved, but became inexplicably shy again: "Can you come out with me?"

Lin Jianxi nodded: "Okay."

At first, Jiang Yu could sit and play with others as if nothing had happened, but as they went out for longer and longer, he could no longer sit still.

He has waited for Lin Jianxi so many times, and there are few times when he will be as difficult as he is now.

Isn't it just a confession, why did it take so long?What else did they say?Will my brother agree to her?Why hasn't my brother come back?

He was sitting on pins and needles, turning his head to look in the direction of the door frequently, causing everyone to laugh: "Jiang Yu, why are you so clingy to your brother? When your brother goes out for a while, you seem to have lost your soul."

Jiang Yu didn't change his face: "My brother is in control."

"Grass." Everyone was amused by his calmness, and gave him a thumbs up: "You are amazing."

But maybe it was too calm, so that no one would suspect other directions, besides, who would have thought that the younger brother would like the elder brother?Even if they are not real brothers, they are better than real brothers after living together for so many years, right?

What else can there be between brothers besides family affection?

Seeing that Jiang Yu was about to get up and go out to find them, the boy sitting next to him grabbed him and gestured with "you understand" eyes: "Oh, brother, come and sit, come and sit, your brother is now My lord, you always have your own things to do, you know?"

Jiang Yu didn't blink: "I'm going to the bathroom."

"No, bear it."

"I can't help it," Jiang Yu said, "Look how many bottles are in front of me?"

"Fuck," the boy was shocked: "When did you drink so much? It's over, it's over, if you're drunk, your brother will definitely scold us."

After finally getting rid of the people who tried to obstruct him, Jiang Yu went out without looking back, it seemed that it was no different from rushing to the toilet.

However, rushing to unpack the peach blossoms may seem to be the same.

Jiang Yu looked around in the corridor outside, but couldn't see Lin Jianxi's figure, so he couldn't help becoming more anxious.

The alcohol he drank evaporated, and with the alcohol as a medium, the love that had been suppressed in his heart and had been brewing for a long time suddenly swelled to the point that he could not control it.

As he searched everywhere, he thought almost paranoidly that it would be great if he could hide his brother.

If only I could hide him so that only I could see it.