Gu Yan had a dream.

Dreamed that he was back when he was 13 years old.

It was a summer afternoon, Gu Yan was lying under a big tree and taking a nap, the breeze blew by, and the cicadas chirping on the tree kept him in a half-asleep and half-awake state.

Suddenly, a noise behind the wall woke him up completely.

Gu Yan sat up impatiently, and decided to see what happened behind the wall.

Gu Yan has developed motor cells since he was a child, and he climbed to the top of the not-so-high fence in three or two moves. He looked down

A few gangsters surrounded a child in a corner and blackmailed him.

"Hey, take out the money on your body." A gangster said foolishly, while turning the child's head aside.

The child lowered his head, his bangs were a little long, covering his face, his hands were tightly gripped by the strap of his schoolbag, and he said nothing.

Gu Yan inexplicably felt that the scene in front of him looked familiar. He frowned and thought about it, but he couldn't remember anything.

Seeing that the children did not speak or take money, the gangsters became more unscrupulous.

Another gangster pushed the child against the wall, and the child staggered, subconsciously leaning his elbows on the wall behind him, and the rough wall wiped bloodstains from his elbows.

This scene made Gu Yan inexplicably uncomfortable. He didn't think too much, so he said, "What? You want to go to the police station to drink tea again?"

The sudden sound not only startled the gangsters, even the children who had kept their heads down were startled to look up.

This glance made Gu Yan subconsciously hold his breath. His complexion was very fair, and his delicate facial features were embellished on it, making him look like a delicate porcelain doll, especially those round deer eyes, which made him look both Harmless and pathetic.

"Who are you? How dare you meddle in the affairs of our brothers? Are you impatient?" shouted the gangster who had just pushed and shoved the child.

The child trembled, then lowered his head again.

Gu Yan gasped impatiently, jumped off the fence, and landed firmly.

He stood up, patted his trousers, pushed the gangster who blocked the child forward, stood in front of the child himself, and sneered: "Who am I? I'm your uncle."

Sure enough, the gangsters were all enraged by Gu Yan's words, and rushed forward one after another.

Gu Yan punched to the left and kicked to the right, knocking the gangsters to the ground within a few blows.

Amidst the cries of pain and wailing of the gangsters, Gu Yan clapped his hands, turned to look at the child behind him, and asked, "Are you okay?"

The child looked at the gangsters lying on the ground, and then at Gu Yan, with some surprise in his eyes, he shook his head.

Gu Yan stretched out his hand towards him, and the child stepped back vigilantly, but he was already very close to the wall, and if he stepped back, he would hit the wall. Gu Yan subconsciously put his hand behind the child's head, and then , was knocked hard.

"Hiss—" Gu Yan let out a cry of pain, pulled the child over, and said angrily, "I want to see the wound on your arm. What do you think I want? If you beat the gangster for you, you will be punished." Knock your head off, it's really kind of unrewarding..."

Amidst Gu Yan's chattering complaints, came a soft "I'm sorry".

Gu Yan's unspoken complaints were instantly stuck in his throat, and he scratched his head in embarrassment: "Cough, it's okay, I'll just talk casually, why are you so serious."

As Gu Yan said, he grabbed the child's arm, the wound was covered with rough gravel, and the blood was still oozing out.

"This wound needs to be disinfected. I'll take you to the infirmary." Gu Yan said with some distress.

"……it is good."

The two walked side by side on the road without speaking, but the atmosphere did not appear awkward.

"Ah, I suddenly remembered that I haven't asked your name yet. My name is Gu Yan. I take care of Gu, San Huoyan, how about you?"

"...Xing Yun, Xing next to the ear, Yun next to the Japanese character."

……

Gu Yan took Xing Yun all the way to the school's infirmary unimpeded, and there was no one in the infirmary.

Gu Yan asked Xing Yun to sit on a chair, and went to help him find disinfectant and gauze.

Xing Yun was a little restless, and mustered up the courage to ask: "The teacher in the infirmary is not here, so why don't we rummage like this?"

When Xing Yun was speaking, Gu Yan had already found the disinfectant, and was searching through boxes and cabinets for gauze. He replied without raising his head, "It's okay, the teacher in the infirmary is my cousin."

After finding the gauze, Gu Yan sat down beside Xing Yun, took his injured arm, and said, "It might hurt a little."

Xing Yun was stunned for a moment, then smiled slightly: "It's okay."

"You look so pretty when you smile." Gu Yan blurted out.

As soon as the words came out, Gu Yan felt a little embarrassed, and quickly changed the subject: "How old are you, you look so young."

"13 is old."

Gu Yan was surprised, the two of them were actually the same age, but Xing Yun looked at most ten years old.

"Are you also in the first grade of junior high school? What class are you in?"

"Second class."

"No wonder I haven't seen you. I'm in Class [-], and I'm not in the same building as you."

While chatting with Xing Yun, Gu Yan used a cotton swab dipped in disinfectant to disinfect the wound.

When the cotton swab touched the most serious part of the wound, Gu Yan obviously felt Xing Yun's muscles tighten, but he didn't even utter a cry of pain.

After Gu Yan finished disinfecting his arm, applied some medicine, and wrapped it up with gauze, Xing Yun's face turned paler.

"Do those gangsters often trouble you?" Gu Yan asked while tidying up.

Xing Yun nodded.

"I'll take you home after school, so they won't dare to trouble you."

Xing Yun didn't agree immediately, but instead asked: "Why are you so kind to me?"

"Huh? What's so good about it?" Gu Yan scratched his head blankly, he just didn't want to see Xing Yun being bullied by them again.

Xing Yun stopped talking.

Gu Yan cheekily decided to agree on Xing Yun's behalf: "Then let's make it like this, I will wait for you at the gate of your class when school is over."

After saying goodbye at the door of the infirmary, the two went to the east and west teaching buildings respectively.

***

The school bell rang.

Gu Yan grabbed her schoolbag and ran out the door, leaving behind even the shouts of friends who used to go home together.

Gu Yan was afraid that Xing Yun would wait for him, so he quickly went downstairs and ran to the teaching building to the east.

He arrived at the door of the second class. The second class hadn't finished class yet, and their teacher was assigning homework.

Gu Yan looked in from the window and found that Xing Yun was sitting by the window. He waved to Xing Yun, but Xing Yun didn't look at him at all. He was listening to the teacher very seriously while writing down his homework in his notebook.

Gu Yan was a little depressed, but quickly cheered up again, and he could go home with Xing Yun later.

He didn't know what was wrong with him, he was obviously just someone he met today, but he couldn't restrain himself from wanting to approach him and treat him well.

10 minutes later than the other classes, the second class finally got out of school.

Gu Yan knocked on the window, Xing Yun subconsciously raised his head to look out the window

Gu Yan stood in the afterglow of the setting sun, and the sun shone on his body, as if it was light emerging from his body.

Xing Yun stared at Gu Yan in a daze for a while, until Gu Yan pointed at him and pointed at the door before realizing it, packed his schoolbag in a hurry, and hurried to the door.

"Let's go, let's go home together."

"……it is good."

Everything in the dream is absurd and illogical.

The day before, Gu Yan and Xing Yun had just entered the first year of junior high school, and they both graduated from high school the day after.

Coming out of the examination room, Gu Yan threw his schoolbag into the bicycle basket and stretched with one hand: "It's finally over, let's go to my house to play games to celebrate, my parents are not at home these two days. "

While talking, Gu Yan put his hand on Xing Yun's shoulder.

Xing Yun has grown a lot taller than before, but there is still a certain gap with Gu Yan's height.

He helplessly pushed Gu Yan's hand, but he didn't push it like countless times before: "Take your claws off, it's hot."

"Alright alright."

Gu Yan reluctantly took down his hand, straddled his long legs, and patted the back seat: "Get in the car."

Xing Yun took off his schoolbag, held it in both hands, and sat on the back seat of the bicycle.

Gu Yan kicked hard: "Let's go."

He didn't see the bright smile on Xing Yun's face in the back seat.

Before I took Xing Yun home, I felt my calf was kicked lightly, and I heard Xing Yun's voice in my ears.

"Gu Yan, go and close the curtains."

Gu Yan replied in a daze, turned over and got out of bed, it turned out that it was just a dream.

After he drew the curtains, the room returned to darkness again. Gu Yan touched the bed familiarly, reached out and took Xing Yun into his arms, kissed him lightly on the forehead, and said : "Go on to sleep."

Outside the window, the sun is shining.

Inside the window, the room is warm.

The author has something to say: In Sanhuo’s dream, I am a hero︿( ̄︶ ̄)︿Thanks to the little angel who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution for me ̄

Thanks to the little angel who cast [Mine]: Cang Yuan 1;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

5 bottles of Maoji Chaobangbang; 1 bottles of Yelingxue;

Thank you for Cang Yuan's cute mine, Maoji's cute and Ye Lingxue's nutrient solution, I love you guys so much chirp (づ ̄3 ̄)づ

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