Xingchuan

When they got home, they thought the house was boring, so they took a few cans of beer and took the cake to the roof.

That's where Ling Yi discovered it first. There is an iron lock in the passageway, but it's just hanging rusty.No one hangs clothes and quilts on the roof, but there is a spacious concrete platform, and a few exposed steel bars next to it are suddenly stuck in the wind.

After moving the things to the table, Ling Yi folded her legs and faced the cake.With his back facing the outside of the building, Li Xingchuan stepped on the countertop with his right foot, with a calm expression on his face.

"How do you know that today is my birthday?" Candlelight clustered in the quiet eyebrows and eyes.

"Forgot who did the surgery for you?"

It turned out that he remembered from that time.

If the candles are inserted too closely, inexperienced people can easily burn the last few candles from the outer circle to the inside.In the middle of lighting, Li Xingchuan took the lighter and finished it quietly.

The emotions in his heart were so complicated that he couldn't say much for a while, Ling Yi could only bow his head and fold the birthday paper hat as a gift.

The black sky above the head is dotted with stars, the full moon is like a silver plate, and the silent night is restless and calm.

Dilapidated roof, the smallest 1 pound cake, two people.This kind of life is shabby and desolate, but in Ling Yi's heart, it is better than any luxurious and extravagant scene.

Putting on the birthday hat, he was about to close his eyes, but Li Xingchuan interrupted calmly: "Will it be twelve o'clock?"

"Don't wait." He smiled, "Tomorrow I want to get up early and go to the studio, so I won't stay up late today."

"Toss when you're sick?" Li Xingchuan was slightly annoyed.

"I'm fine, I'm really fine." Ling Yi bent his right arm to show off his muscles, "The school doctor also said to rest more, don't think I'm so weak——"

The cake is a single-layer snow top, and a strawberry in the center is inserted with a number plate made of chocolate, with "23" written on it.Li Xingchuan pulled it off and stuffed it roughly into Ling Yi's mouth: "Shut up."

Ling Yi bit the chocolate card with her teeth, her nose wrinkled slightly when she smiled, and she took a bite and chewed it crisply.

Li Xingchuan rubbed the corner of his mouth with his thumb vigorously, and was about to wipe off the chocolate shavings, but Ling Yi leaned over to hold it.

The sharp horns of the birthday hat were close at hand, the fingertips were tightly wrapped by the mouth, and the heart palpitations like electric shock reached the bone marrow, and the whole body trembled.Li Xingchuan withdrew his hand abruptly.

Ling Yi touched his bangs, and hid his smile: "Take a picture for me."

Li Xingchuan took the phone stiffly.Perhaps the mind was too confused, but accidentally slid open the album when I wanted to turn on the camera, and my eyes stopped instantly when I lowered my head.

There was almost only one person in it.

Asleep, awake, frowning, frowning, it was the first time in his life that he saw so many of himself.

Seeing his expression still, Ling Yi poked his head over, "Can't you use it?"

Then he retracted awkwardly.

"I took it casually. I didn't show it to others, but I kept it as a souvenir. You are so generous, you won't let me delete it, right?"

The wind of early spring wrapped this gentle voice, and sent it softly into Li Xingchuan's ears.He closed his eyes and turned on the camera, and whispered casually, "It's just a few photos, what's the big deal, hurry up and make your wish."

The candles were almost burnt out.

The candlesticks swayed gently in the breeze.

Ling Yi twitched her eyelashes and closed her eyes, folded her hands reverently, the candle shadows on her fair cheeks were like mist, and her clean fingertips lightly rested on her chin.

Li Xingchuan was in a daze for a moment, and then he aimed the camera.

About ten seconds later, Ling Yi opened his eyes and blew out the candle, then reached for his phone: "How do you take a picture of me? Show me."

Li Xingchuan blocked it: "Wait."

"Wait for what?"

"Close your eyes."

"Didn't it just open?"

"If you tell you to close it, then close it."

"Why, is there a gift?"

Li Xingchuan sneered and remained silent.

Ling Yi closed her eyes jokingly: "Don't conjure up some kind of ring, I can't bear it."

The next moment, there was a layer of warm palms on the eyelids.

Li Xingchuan covered his eyes with his left hand, sent the photo he just took with his right hand, and then deleted the chat history simply and neatly.

After letting go of his hand, his face was expressionless.

Ling Yi opened his eyes slowly, there was nothing in front of him, his expectant face froze in place.

"Is there really no gift?"

"Forgot." The phone was returned calmly, "Just say what you want, and I will supply it to you later."

Ling Yi leaned closer and stared: "Anything is fine?"

The night dyed his eyes black and bright.

"Are you not afraid that I will embarrass you?"

Feeling that it was too crowded, Li Xingchuan stretched out his arms and sat on the edge calmly: "What creativity can you have?"

It's nothing more than painting tools, studying abroad, and going somewhere to play together.

Simple life, simple mind.

"If you really can't think of it, save it first, and bring it up when you think about it." Li Xingchuan raised his eyebrows slightly.

There was a distance of two punches between the two.

Worried about safety, Ling Yi hesitated for a moment, but in the end she slowly moved over to hang shoulder to shoulder with him.

As soon as he sat down, his shoulders were suddenly shaken——

His heart stopped beating, and he screamed, closed his eyes and hugged his arm tightly beside him.After calming down for a few seconds, he squinted his eyes, only to see Li Xingchuan looking at him leisurely, his indifferent and forceful expression revealing a carelessness.

Ling Yi's face turned pale: "Why are you scaring me?"

"This is to warn you not to be brave." Li Xingchuan propped his hands back on the concrete platform, "Just do what I do, I am different from you."

Ling Yi slowed down, her lips pursed into a stubborn line.

"Not convinced?" Li Xingchuan was very interested.

Ling Yi took a deep breath, closed his eyes, turned around and pushed with both hands, directly pushing the person down on the cold concrete platform.

There was a bang on the shoulder blades, and Li Xingchuan cursed in pain, only to see Ling Yi pressing on him, and opened his eyes very slowly and timidly.

"Get up." This time it's him who can't move around, otherwise the two of them will die together.

The night wind blew her bangs into disorder, and the ends of her hair were glowing faintly under the moonlight.Li Xingchuan's stern face was reflected in Ling Yi's clear pupils.

"I can do some things, but you may not be able to do it. Do you believe it?" Ling Yi pursed her pale lips.

Li Xingchuan's jaw clenched: "Why are you competing with me?"

But Ling Yi became stubborn: "I can live my whole life without getting married or having children, do you believe it?"

Li Xingchuan was impatient: "Who knows what will happen in a lifetime."

"You don't believe me? I'm serious Xingchuan, I'm serious! I don't want anyone in this life except you."

Li Xingchuan simply turned his head away: "Stop talking crazy."

"Forget it if you don't believe me, anyway, this is what I have in mind. What do you think?"

"What do you think?"

"In the future, let me ask you, will you marry someone and have children in the future?"

Ling Yi didn't care about the exposed roof, and pulled Li Xingchuan's face with both hands, "Turn your head around, and look at me."

The cool night wind burrowed in along the trousers, but the scorching eyes burned into the depths of each other's hearts, and the trembling breath fell on the face.Ling Yi stared at Li Xingchuan stubbornly.

After a while, an understatement voice sounded above his head: "I don't like children."

"You promised?"

Li Xingchuan cherishes words like gold.

After looking at him for a while, Ling Yi leaned over and kissed him, "You just agreed."

The real man keeps his word and promises to practice it in his life.

Li Xingchuan lay on his back on the table, bent his knees to protect him between his legs, put his left arm around his waist, and held his back with his right hand to prevent him from moving.

In the middle of the kiss, Ling Yi's lips parted slightly, rubbing the texture of the shirt and whispering: "Where are you going to change at night?"

It was the first time in my life that I planned to celebrate someone's birthday in a serious way, so serious that I prepared decent clothes in advance, but the other party thought that I was going out.

Li Xingchuan's back stiffened, he pinched his chin and kissed him...

The next morning, the sun was shining brightly.

It was getting late, but the bedroom was still quiet, except for a little breathing.

The voice of a child reading English floated out of the window, it must be the "bean sprouts" upstairs again.Lying in Li Xingchuan's warm arms on the bed, Ling Yi wrinkled her nose and slowly woke up from deep sleep.

After touching the phone, he slowly opened his eyes.Well, it's still early, it's only ten o'clock...

ten o'clock!

The curtains were drawn tightly, so the room was dimly lit.Clothes and socks were thrown everywhere on the bed, and there were slippers here and there.

With the lightest effort to remove the arm that was pressing on his body, he quickly tiptoed out of bed and began to search for his clothes all over the room.

When I found near the trash can, I caught a glimpse of three or four used covers inside and a few large balls of used tissues, and immediately tied them tightly and carried them out of the room.

Last night, the two of them went all the way from the dining room to the bedroom. It was almost dawn before he was put down in a daze.It's too late to go to the studio to paint, but I have to work part-time in the afternoon, so I have to hurry up and take a shower and eat something.

It was exactly eleven o'clock when I finished.

Before he left the community, he unexpectedly received a call from his mother Ling Suhui.

He stopped under the magnolia tree that Xingchuan leaned against last night.

"Ling Yi, are you busy?"

The relationship between the mother and son was strange, and there was actually a hint of politeness on the phone.

"What?" Ling Yi asked.

"Why not, Mom just asked you if you have time to go home these few days."

"busy?"

His mother paused and said, "It's been a long time since I saw you. It's weird. Why can't mom see you if it's okay?"

"I've been very busy recently," Ling Yi's tone softened, "I can't go back these few days, it's the weekend."

"Hey." His mother smiled lightly and asked him, "What are you up to now? Are you in good health?"

"I'm not busy." Ling Yi stretched out her feet and moved the white petals on the ground.

"Then tell me after you buy the ticket, mom will make you sweet-scented osmanthus cakes."

"Ah."

There was silence for a while, nothing to say, so his mother had no choice but to hang up.Ling Yi didn't think much, and continued to work and paint as usual.

After finishing his part-time job in the studio on Saturday, he went home to get some food, and posted a note on some food in the refrigerator, telling Li Xingchuan that he had to eat it before Sunday, and remember to throw it away if he couldn't finish it. He would go back on Monday .

I took the bus back to my hometown, and when I walked to the door, there was the sound of TV programs in the living room.

He took out the key to open the door, and just opened a crack, a smell of cigarettes suddenly choked out.He subconsciously took a small step back, but unfortunately the people inside had already heard the movement.

"Ling Yi is back?"

While speaking, there was the sound of slippers being pulled heavily on the ground.Opening the door, Yang Bin still had a cigarette in his mouth, and the ashes of the cigarette shook when he laughed.

"Come in, come in, why don't you let me and your mother pick you up so late." She clenched her wrists and shouted back, "Suhui, my son is back!"

Ling Yi pushed him away forcefully, and walked into the room without saying a word.Hearing the door slam, Yang Bin sneered from behind.

Ling Yi was silent throughout the dinner. After eating, Yang Bin said that he was going out to meet friends, and he left very deliberately.Ling Suhui left Ling Yi in the living room, turned down the volume of the TV, and gently stroked his thin knees.

"Why are you wearing such thin pants?"

"Linjiang is not cold."

"Do you have any money?"

"What exactly do you want to say?" Ling Yi said with a cold face, "Don't say that I'm going back to my room."

Retracting her hand at a loss, Ling Suhui couldn't help but said, "I heard you're going abroad?"

Her child was going abroad, but she used the words "heard and heard".

Ling Yi paused, and quickly calmed down: "Yes."

I thought his mother would ask him where to study and what, when he decided, and how he considered it specifically, but Ling Suhui raised her eyes and looked at him with some trepidation: "Where did you get the money?"

Ling Yi frowned: "Don't worry about it."

"You are my son, why don't I take care of such a big thing as going abroad? I heard from your teacher that you are going to the United States, and you will need at least 100 million in three years. Is it true?"

"It has nothing to do with you, I don't spend your money."

"What are you talking about?" Ling Suhui folded her hands together, her eyes turned red instantly, "How can I, a mother, feel sorry for you and make you treat me like this? It's the same thing about going abroad this time, if it wasn't for Yang Bin Tell me, I'm still in the dark."

Ling Yi guessed that it was Yang Bin who said it early in the morning, and at the moment he felt a sneer, and his tone was even more unpleasant: "What did he tell you to do, and he doesn't want me to go? Mom, can you stop listening to him, he is nothing at all. Good thing, I can make my own decisions!"

"Is he not a good thing?" Ling Suhui looked at her in confusion, her eyes were red, "If he is not a good thing, who raised you so big? Ling Yi, your mother taught you since you were a child that you must have a conscience. Although Yang Bin is not your biological father, But he hasn't treated our mother and son badly in these years. You're too old, you should know something, say it yourself, can another person guarantee to treat us like him without regard to the past? "

Hearing such words that turned black and white, Ling Yi's chest heaved violently, and he was so angry that he couldn't speak a word.

Ling Suhui took out a tissue, lowered her head and wiped her tears: "Raising a child is not easy, how do you understand our difficulties. Taking this trip abroad as an example, Ah Bin not only did not object, but also said that it is a good opportunity to go out and see Good thing. And he knows that you have a strong personality, so he is embarrassed to talk to his family, so he took the initiative to discuss with me two days ago, and he wants to sell this house to you as a tuition fee."

As soon as the words fell, Ling Yi suddenly stood up, "He—"

"Don't get excited." Ling Suhui interrupted, "I know you don't want his money, and that's what I mean too. Our mother and son have dragged him down for so many years, so that he doesn't even have a child of his own. This house is left by my mother-in-law. It was given to him, he only has such a little property on hand, what's the point of selling it for you? If I really ask for his money, I will die in the future, and my ancestors will poke my back."

At the mention of the word death, her voice choked up, she raised her head and took Ling Yi's hand, rubbing her soft, boneless knuckles beseechingly.

"Mom knows, children of your age always feel that the moon abroad is rounder than that in China, and all of you want to run outside, thinking of going abroad, Mom understands. But you can't ignore the actual situation of our family. Now domestic education The level is also very high, even your teacher said that with your level, as long as you are willing to work hard, you can get into any kind of graduate student in the domestic academy of fine arts, and there is no need to go abroad."

The mother and son met each other's eyes, Ling Yi's cheeks were pale, and two lines of hot tears had already rolled down before he could utter a single syllable.

"I pay for it myself, I don't need you to worry about it." His throat twitched violently, and his whole body trembled.

"Still angry." Ling Suhui slumped in a rare way, "Could it be that like A Bin guessed, you plan to ask Shiqian for money?"

The air suddenly condensed.

She stared solemnly: "Ling Yi, no matter how much a person lives, he has to have a backbone. Our mother and I will not be able to ask for money from your own father even if we starve to death in this life."

Otherwise, the matter of stubbornly keeping Ling Yi back then would have completely turned into a deal. Who would believe her pitiful sincerity?

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