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The tips of short hair slipped through Yao An's fingers, and suddenly he woke up from sleepiness.

"What?" Yao An didn't seem to hear clearly.

Yao Jianqi lowered his eyes, raised them again, and said half-heartedly: "I said..."

"It's a good thing!" Yao An suddenly got up and slapped the quilt with a strange noise, "I said why are you so awkward, so it's the first love!"

Yao Jianqi was taken aback by him, and the words stuck in his throat.

Yao An's eyes were shining like gold, he was more excited than him, and he shook Yao Jianqi's shoulders as if he was overjoyed: "Who is who? Tell your brother!"

Yao Jianqi looked at him and opened his mouth slightly.

Those two words were on the edge of my mouth, but they fell back.

"Are you happy for me?" he asked.

"Nonsense, am I still angry when I'm not happy?" Yao An felt that this question was unnecessary, so he slapped Yao Jianqi lightly on the arm.

Yao Jianqi didn't hide or evade.

He touched the place where Yao An was beaten, lowered his head, and suddenly smiled: "That's right."

Perhaps it was because of the dim light, that smile seemed to have the corners of the mouth down.

Yao An closed his eyes tightly, shook off his illusion and exhaustion, and continued to express his curiosity: "And then??"

Yao Jianqi said, "It's not important."

After finishing speaking, he turned around, leaving only Yao An with his back.

Yao An raised a question mark on his forehead, half propped himself up, and punched him on the back of the neck with his fist: "How can you only say half of it? Do you know that this is an irresponsible behavior of yours, are you going to kill me???"

However, no matter how much he questioned, Yao Jianqi never spoke again that night.

"Is everything ready?"

In the restaurant early the next morning, Yao Xinping confirmed the details of the swimming test one by one.

Yao An crossed one leg, stuffed a deep-fried dough stick into his mouth, and answered Yao Xinping's question, "Oh, don't worry."

"I'm worried." Yao Xinping folded the newspaper in half and put it on the corner of the dining table, "Check the ID card for me."

"Yao Jianqi collected it for me, and it's all in the bag." Yao An was wearing slippers, and kicked the travel bag beside his feet.

Yao Xinping only felt that it was reliable when he heard this, he reluctantly nodded, and asked again: "Are you awake yet?"

Yao An chewed the last bite of fried dough sticks slowly, but didn't reply.

Yao Xinping became impatient, and gave him a sharp look, before Yao An swallowed: "You don't care, it's a big weekend, why wake up so early."

Yao Xinping couldn't understand his casual tone, so he frowned: "You think everyone is like you..."

"Soymilk is here." Yu Wan put the strainer filled with bean dregs on the plate, and walked out of the kitchen with the glass jug.

"It's getting late." Yao Xinping glanced at the quartz clock on the wall, "Don't miss the bus."

Speaking of Yao An's exam, Yao Xinping wanted to show his father's love once in a while and sent him there in person, but Yao An resigned without even thinking about it, saying that he was afraid that there would be a quarrel on the way - this was 100% thing.There is no peacemaker, and if Yao Xinping is so angry that he throws him on the highway, it will be over.So, in the end, Lao Ji led them to go together.

"I asked in the group just now, but they haven't all gotten up yet." Yao An was sleepy as he spoke, and yawned.

Yu Wan poured a large cup of soy milk into his usual blue porcelain cup and asked, "Did you sleep well last night?"

Yao An shook his head, he didn't know whether it was yes or no, he took a cup of soy milk and drank it, the oil on his mouth floated on the surface.

"No sugar added today?" Yao An looked up.

"Both of you father and son don't like sugar, so you didn't add it." Yu Wan poured another half a glass for Yao Xinping.

She turned around and found a thermos, and said to Yao An, "Pour some more, you can drink it on the way."

Yao An looked at half of the soy milk in the glass jug, he took a cup away, and there was still a cup left.

"I don't want to drink it, keep it." Yao An said before Yu Wan poured the soy milk into the cup.

Yu Wan tilted her head: "There are many more."

"I know." Yao An said.

But the last cup always had the most bean dregs, and he didn't want to leave it to Yao Jianqi.

Hearing the lock tongue clenched and loosened, he tentatively opened a gap, paused, and closed it again with the same careful force.

Yao Jianqi's eyes were wide open, estimating the time when the man finished going down the last flight of stairs, he got up and picked up the cardigan hanging on the back of the chair.

Yao An took the lead in throwing the bag into the back seat, put his left hand on the car door, knocked on it, and looked upstairs.

The windows on the second floor are tightly closed, and the cloth curtains are densely covered, but the gauze curtains on the third floor move automatically without wind, like a piece of clothes that has been pulled away.

Yao Xinping urged, "Are you still going to the station?"

Yao An had no choice but to take one last hasty look, and threw himself into the car.

The tires made a loud gnawing sound when they turned, and disappeared into the farthest slope under the pressure of a road of fine gravel. Yao Jianqi showed half of his face from behind the curtain, and he couldn't help but sneered, making it look like three folds of Yangguan.

He gathered his clothes, went down to the bedroom on the second floor, closed the door, took two steps, and turned his head again.

I walked in a hurry just now, but I didn't notice that there was still a blue sticky note stuck on the back of the door, as if I was afraid of falling off, and there was also a scotch tape attached:

Brother, so what, if you don’t want to say it, don’t say it for now, brother understands, be happy when you go out, you are happy so I am happy!

"..."

Yao Jianqi tore off the post-it note, stuck the transparent adhesive on the back of the paper, and looked at it for a while. The words were rare and correct, and he used some snacks.

He returned to the desk, just about to put it in the drawer, but saw another note with the same content and form stuck to the desk lamp, except for a sentence in brackets: This is a spare note, if you see the note on the door, it will be invalid, okay? Wow!

Yao Jianqi smiled, tore off this one too, opened the drawer, flipped through it, and closed it again.

He ran upstairs again, half-kneeling beside the bed, propped up on the floor, and groped around under the bed.

With a sound of Qing Lingling, Yao Jianqi took out what he was touching, an iron gift box, the size of an octavo sketch paper, with a raised pattern of a girl wearing a cloche hat, with pearls hanging from her earlobes.

Open the lid, there is a black PHS inside, and other things, now he put those two pieces of paper under the lid, put the lid on, and push it back to the original place.

There are a lot of rapeseed flowers planted in the No. [-] Middle School, and the spring breeze is a few degrees, and the bright yellow brassicas are blooming in the terraced fields. This scenery is famous far and wide, and many people come here to smell the fragrance.

As soon as Yan Huai'en lowered his head, the yellow petal Shi Shiran fell on the page.

He thought that sitting in the remote enough, the library behind the flower field, the one-way street behind the library, did not expect the spring breeze to be tricky enough.

It's almost time, so I simply closed the book, holding a petal of flowers, and when I arrived at the edge of the field, I saw the most eye-catching one among the crowd.

Yao Jianqi hung a bag on his right shoulder, avoiding clusters of tourists and the pungent scent of flowers, and was about to take out his mobile phone to contact Yan Huai'en, when a phantom in the corner of his eye seemed to beckon to him.

"Why are you still in?" Yan Huai'en asked him as he walked.

Not long after Yao Jianqi stood by the school gate, two girls came over, one asked for contact information, the other asked for directions and contact information.

He didn't mention it, but just said to Yan Huai'en, "Come in and take a look."

"It's worth visiting," Yan Huai'en said with a smile, "I'll be here for school in the second half of the year."

Yao Jianqi turned his face sideways: "I haven't taken the high school entrance examination yet."

"Still waiting for that time?" Yan Huai'en didn't feel humble for him, "Yao An said that you don't need to drop your grades based on majors, you are in the top ten just based on your cultural achievements."

Yao Jianqi chuckled and shook his head: "He's an exaggerator, and in a few days he'll call me the number one in the city."

Yan Huai'en recalled Yao Ansu's way of blowing his younger brother, and felt that what he said was reasonable, so he nodded: "That's right." Then he changed the subject: "But I don't believe you are not sure, otherwise your brother wouldn't dare to fool around." blow."

There was no need to talk about politeness with Yan Huai'en, Yao Jianqi replied calmly: "I will come."

Yan Huai'en patted Yao Jianqi's shoulder that was higher than his own, and said, "I don't blame Yao An, I can't help but be proud of you."

The two walked outside the door while chatting, and arrived at the bus stop outside the school gate, planning to take a bus from here to the coach station.

Except for the tourists, the surrounding area is full of boarding students in white school uniforms. They all come out at this time to let the wind go. There are quite a few people waiting for the bus, and only one bus arrives.

"Wait until next time." Yan Huai'en turned to Yao Jianqi.

"Okay." He was not in a hurry, and Yao Jianqi naturally had no reason to be in a hurry.

The bus was full, with people's faces on the front and back doors, and it started rumbling.

With the sight unobstructed, Yao Jianqi could easily see across the street.

I was taken aback for a moment.

On the opposite platform, Yu Zhouyao raised his head and counted the names on the bus board, then turned his head and said something to a boy beside him, who smiled softly after hearing this.

They are holding hands.