Continuously

The last time we met in Xia Tian, ​​the first sentence Yu Yanzhui saw Yao Jianqi was:

"What's wrong with your neck?"

At that time, they were on their way to the Academy of Fine Arts, and the whole street was covered with graffiti.Whether it's the steel bars above the head or the building opposite, every slightly dry entity has lines that pierce the skin, like a colorful old gangster.

His words attracted some attractive eyes, Chen Zhe silently covered his forehead, and really wanted to kowtow to Yu Yanzhui a few times: "Dad, you can shut up."

And Yao Jianqi, who was deliberately added by the eyes of passers-by, touched it tentatively, raised his brows slightly: "Can you see it?"

"Obviously." Yu Yanzhui enthusiastically helped him move his hand to the correct position, on the side of the throat, "How did you do it, don't you know?"

"I didn't pay attention this morning." The red mark moved when Yao Jianqi spoke, "What shape?"

"You guys are enough!" Chen Zhe used the newly bought quarto drawing board between the two of them, more embarrassing than the parties involved.

Yao Jianqi smiled, stroked it twice, and then put his hand down.

"What's the matter?" Yu Yanzui looked at the two of them, once again feeling isolated by his EQ.

"You'll understand when you grow up." Yao Jianqi sincerely patted his friend on the shoulder and stepped up.

"Don't go!" Yu Yanzhui still wanted to ask, seeing more and more things he couldn't learn from single-player games, how would he gain a foothold in society in the future?

Yao Jianqi and Chen Zhe have already turned into another painting shop that they often come to. There is a narrow-waisted African drum at the door. The drum surface is a pattern hand-painted by the shop owner himself. The painting shows two naked Siamese people sharing a rose. lung.

I planned to go to the studio to buy the paint again, but the pens were easy to use, and I was bald quickly, and I picked them frequently. Yao Jianqi took out a few fishtail pens from the box to compare them, and the pen holder of Huhuang went back and forth.

"The time flies too quickly." Yu Yanchai sat down at the door of the store, beating the drums melancholy, "When you close your eyes and open them, you will be in the third year of high school. You both go to the training camp, leaving me alone."

Chen Zhe put the high-gloss eraser in his arms, and looked at him very sadly: "Don't cry, we will be back if you keep watching for half a year."

"Walking around, how boring I am, I'm just a cabbage, and I don't have any companions in the field." Yu Yan chased.

"Who said that?" Chen Zhe has a habit of sniffing rubber, and wiped it on his chin after sniffing, "Didn't you get kidnapped by a cool guy at the water park that day?"

"Oh?" Yao Jianqi was concentrating on picking brushes, but he didn't miss what he should listen to.

"What kind of crutches are you?" Yu Yanzhui thumped the drum three times, emphatically, "And he's not cool at all."

"Little handsome guy, don't break my drum—" the boss shouted from the other side of the shop.

Yu Yanzhui hurriedly wiped the skin of the drum with his sleeves, and put his hands together to apologize.

"Who is it?" Yao Jianqi turned around, "I didn't hear you mention it."

"Ah..." Yu Yan chased the drum line, reluctantly, "That's it, what is Lu Lu."

Yao Jianqi sounded familiar: "Lu Li?"

"Just fight at the skating rink!"

Yao Jianqi understood immediately, and then opened his eyes slightly: "He didn't beat you, did he?"

Yu Yanzhui hurriedly responded: "How can it be!"

Responding again, he was aggrieved: "Why didn't I beat him?!"

Chen Zhe jumped over and dropped two erasers: "What are you two talking about, I don't know this question?"

Yao Jianqi pretended to open his mouth, and didn't intend to say anything, but Yu Yan caught up with him to make up lessons: "There was a little friction when I was skating before, and I taught him a few words, and he knew his mistake on the spot."

"Oh——" Chen Zhe nodded, squatting down to pick up the eraser, always feeling a little foolish, "So simple?"

"A man speaks on strength, haha." Yu Yanzhui smiled dryly, winking at Yao Jianqi.

its not right.

Putting aside the weirdness of Yu Yanzhui's involvement with his opponent, Yao Jianqi frowned suspiciously, always feeling that he missed something.

"Did you know that he and your sister are in the same class?" Yao Jianqi recalled the anecdotes he had extorted from Yao An.

"I know, I met it in No. [-] Middle School." Yu Yanzhui said calmly.

"...What else?" Yao Jianqi tentatively asked.

"And—" Yu Yanzui scratched his chin with his index finger, and after two laps, "—what else?"

You, no, know, know, he, like, like, you, sister, sister, do you?

Yao Jianqi put the colored pens into the box one by one, and sorted out the knowledge points in this short movement interval.

He quickly glanced at Yao An and Yu Zhouyao's various disturbing behaviors when he was still with Yu Zhouyao, including but not limited to light bulbs talking harshly and making small reports. Thinking about it now, how relieved Yao Jianqi was at that time, The parties should have been devastated.

Although Yao Jianqi didn't feel sorry for them.

"What else is there?" Yu Yanzhui thumped the drum urgently.

"What can it be?" Yao Jianqi pushed the pen case and said ambiguously, "Just stop typing."

This moment and that moment, destroying a marriage is really not very authentic, people in love can't do such things that damage the morality, it shouldn't be a big problem if you don't know... maybe.

When Yao Jianqi arrived home with the bag, Yao An had already returned, and was sitting by the hexagonal pavilion pillar, with a leaf of cold handkerchief on, and rubbing the petals of a pot of tuberose in his arms.

Yao Jianqi thought this scene was cute with reason, even though the person holding the flowers was tall and tall, his right calf could not be hidden in the shade of the eaves, and he was just exposed to the full sun.

"Crack."

Yao An heard the sound, it came from Yao Jianqi's mouth, but he actually took a photo, intending to let him hear it.

"Is there anything good to take a picture of?" Yao An raised his neck.

"My boyfriend looks good." Yao Jianqi put his things on the side of the flower table, and came over to squeeze into a corner of the shade with him, "I'll let you enjoy it."

As he spoke, he blocked the sun with his hand and sent it to the tip of Yao An's nose.

"What." Yao An hugged him with a smile, and after a glance he was disgusted, "You can't do it, my boyfriend is much better than him."

Yao Jianqi also smiled, and put the phone in his arms.

"Have you bought everything?" Yao An put the flowers on the ground aside.

"Not many." Yao Jianqi said, "You can buy them over there."

"Did you make an appointment with Chen Zhe to go together the day after tomorrow?" Yao An asked.

Yao Jianqi wiped the sweat from the back of the phone on his knees, and instead of answering, poked around: "Is it just the two of us?"

"My dad and aunt are in the restaurant, squeezing cantaloupe juice." Yao An turned his head back, "I'm asking you something."

"Of course we'll go together. What are you worried about?" Yao Jianqi said.

Yao An was always a bit suspicious, thinking that Yao Jianqi was not so secure, after all, he was the one who was willing to send him to the door even when he went to college.

"Let's talk about it, I'll drive you two to the high-speed rail station."

"I told you earlier." Yao Jianqi wrinkled his nose, "Knowing how to drive is amazing."

Yao An was delighted because of his tone: "It's great to have a car. When I get rich, I'll buy a Navigator to take you."

"Just stop flying." Yao Jianqi recalled his great achievement of stepping on the accelerator instead of the brake when making a straight turn, and he almost hit the landmark of this city.

Yao An obviously thought of it too, his smile was slightly restrained, he was only glad that Yao Xinping was not present at the time, otherwise he would have to be sent back to the examination room of Section [-] for a remake.

Just as he was thinking, Yao Xinping walked to the door and yelled at them: "Come in and drink juice!"

Kebisi was mixed into the Hami juice, supplemented with a blush of red dusk, like three kinds of pigments neutralized, Yao Jianqi shook the cup and took a sip.

They hid on the third floor with fruit juice and two bottles of iced drinks, and carambola, cut into pieces of green stars. The air conditioner was turned to the lowest level, but the windows were wide open.

"What?" Yao An slanted his arms on the head of the bed, still out of shape, he teased, "Does it smell like wine?"

Yao Jianqi sat cross-legged on a chair, with his back to the dormer window, his body covered with tassels of the setting sun, he licked his teeth and said, "Come on?"

"No." Yao An said immediately.

But Yao Jianqi gave him no room to refuse, took a sip from the rim of the cup, and walked to the side of the bed.

Yao An didn't avoid it, and let him put his hands next to his ears, feeding him as if playing while kissing.

Yao Jianqi smiled on him: "It's different from the TV."

Yao An wiped away the sweet juice that leaked from the corner of his mouth with his fingers, and rubbed it on Yao Jianqi's cheek with his back, staring and laughing: "You have been cheated, how can you feed like this."

"What about the taste?"

"improvise."

Yao Jianqi simply lay on top of him, his ankles staggered: "Sprite should be added, it tastes like sparkling wine."

"It sounds like you've drunk it." Yao An weighed his calf, "I'll go buy it tomorrow."

"Wine?" Yao Jianqi's eyes lit up.

"Sprite." Yao An was not particularly merciful at all.

Yao Jianqi lost interest: "Then I don't want it."

He grabbed Yao An's jade and pulled it left and right, making Yao An's neck itch.

Yao An had no choice but to throw him off, but he protected his head from hitting the wall, threatening him: "What are you doing, chopping off your hands."

Yao Jianqi didn't think it was disobedient, but still grabbed him and said, "You never allowed me to touch it before."

"What, this jade?" Yao An was a little bored, "No."

"Yes." Yao Jianqi was sure.

"Hey, it's impossible." Yao An was more sure than him.

Someone must have misremembered.

The two of them compared each other's memories in this way, from high school to elementary school, from Jiangbin to Anding Village, and finally found out that Yao An and Yao Jianqi threw a newly lost lateral incisor in a certain place on a certain day of the year. Didn't make it clear.

In the end, the two agreed that the other party had made a mistake.

"It's amazing." Yao Jianqi, who had given up mindless disputes, held Yao An's left hand and held it in front of his eyes.

Yao An let him play with his hands, he looked like a child at this time, and asked him, "What's so amazing?"

"You'll be with me."

Yao Jianqi parted his ring finger and middle finger, revealing a beautiful eye.

Yao An was speechless after hearing this.

He wanted to rub his eyelashes with that hand.

Want to say I like you so much.

Yao Jianqi touched his palm, turned his hand around, and turned the back of his hand to himself: "It's started."

"start?"

Yao Jianqi stretched out his index finger, the fingertip was like a crescent moon, and lightly traced on the back of Yao An's hand, with one stroke, it was like a river sailing past a sail, scratching the scar on a skirt.

"Mute your palm prints."

Half an inch apart, Yao An felt a prickly touch on the ground, and his lines were meticulously engraved on the back of his hand.

"Here represents life, here is health, wisdom, emotion, the sun..."

He reported a name for each drawing.

That night, Pleiades haunted Ye's cheek, Yao Jianqi turned Yao An's palm and kissed him on Venus Hill.

He said, "This is lust."

During the daytime of the second day, Yao An was lying on the bed, and there were a few tooth marks on his unsuspecting spine, like a ridiculous bond for a night.

The left side of the cheek was so soft that it was deformed in the cassia seed pillow. It was obviously bought by Yao Jianqi to comfort the cervical spine, but he became possessive as soon as he came back.Yao An stared in bewilderment, feeling something was disturbing his eyelids, thought it was the little devil's hand, and said "don't make trouble".

It doesn't feel like it again.

He yawned, opened his eyes lazily and lazily, and was blinded for a moment, only then did he realize that it was the blazing sunlight, jumping on his eyelids from the gap in the curtained curtain.

I remember I didn't draw the curtains last night.

He tried his best to pull out the hand that was pressed under his chest, let out a breath of relief, and touched the quilt on the left, which was a little cold.

Yao An rubbed the pillow towel, turned his head to look, and it was indeed empty.

Now he was finally willing to get up, propped up on one knee, straightened his back slowly, and only lifted his feet out of the bed after the dizziness passed.

He turned off the air conditioner in sleep mode, picked up the trousers on the back of the chair, put them on and walked, and called Yao Jianqi's name at the same time, but he called again when no one answered. Someone deliberately moved to the electronic clock on the glass dry foam tray.

11:29

The corner of Yao An's eyes twitched, he took a few steps down the stairs, and pushed open the bedroom door on the second floor.

--empty.

There were no suitcases or painting supplies, let alone people.

Yao An stood at the door, clenched his fists, and shouted with a voice that pierced through the entire villa: "Yao Jianqi——you liar!!!"

The announcement in the waiting hall is reporting the first train starting from G going north, the long crowd is being eaten by the ticket gate, Chen Zhe and Yao Jianqi at the end of the line are moving forward with the suitcase, the latter's ears suddenly itch .

"Isn't that good?" Chen Zhe asked while poking the pecan fruit on the milk foam.

"You mean jumping in line?" Yao Jianqi asked about Chen Zhe's fear of running out of time when queuing up to buy a latte, and the girl at the front helped him bring a cup.

"No." Chen Zhe kicked his luggage to let it keep up with the slow queue, "I said your brother, you left without saying a word, he will be angry, right?"

Yao Jianqi supported the backpack on the pole and said, "He's so mad."

"what?"

"Send me threatening messages." Yao Jianqi turned on the phone screen and turned to him.

The chat interface is a huge message box, from Yao An, with only three repeated words:

you are done.

Chen Zhe smacked, amused and sympathetic: "Why didn't you let your brother come and see you off?"

Yao Jianqi was editing something in the frame, with a smile on his lips, and raised his head after hearing the words.

"Going to such a far place, it's been so long, and I won't come back during the Chinese New Year." Chen Zhe muttered, "My parents have been standing at the entrance for a long time, your brother..."

Speaking of this, Chen Zhe stopped talking again, and changed into a pleasing and whispering expression: "Your boyfriend will definitely miss you very much."

Why didn't these words work, even though happiness didn't require witnesses, Yao Jianqi nodded immodestly.

"The back view is not a good thing, and it's not fair to leave it to anyone." He said, his finger touched the screen like a dragonfly. "Instead of obsessively saying goodbye, I would rather miss it as soon as possible."