I want to eat ice cream on a snowy day

Feng Xixi didn't dare to come out until the downstairs had quieted down for a while, and still poked her head around the corner of the stairs for a while, afraid of seeing something inappropriate for children.

An Zhi stood behind him with his pockets in his pocket, and pulled his hair: "What are you doing, learning to be a thief?"

Feng Xixi glanced back at him, put her index finger on her lips and hissed: "Hush! Let me check the situation!"

"...You play too many games." An Zhi moved away from his pouted mouth, lifted his foot and walked down, "Don't worry, my brother's virtue, if there is something wrong It will be so quiet."

Feng Xixi reacted to several steps, and looked at An Zhi with complicated eyes.

An Xing really didn't do anything, he stood obediently on the edge of the sofa, either he was punished to stand, or his butt hurt a little.

Seeing that he was stuttering, An Zhi couldn't control his mouth, and walked around An Xing twice in the steps of the dean: "Hey, this classmate, what mistake did you make?"

An Xing rolled his eyes whiter than the ceiling. He wanted to say something but held back.

An Zhi was amazed, but he didn't understand why the little bastard didn't talk back today, a shadow flashed in front of his eyes, followed by a heavy calf.

Anzhi: "?"

"Brother!" An Xing fell to his knees, holding An Zhi's leg and pretending to cry, "I know I was wrong! I shouldn't talk too much about teaching Xixi to surf, you can beat me and scold me, don't ignore me ..."

An Zhi was speechless: "...Are you sick?"

"You're the one who is sick!" Feng Xixi rushed forward angrily and tugged An Xing, An Xing insisted on the plot, and Feng Xixi had to squat with him, raising her head and scolding An Zhi, "What's the matter! Xing Xing is kind enough to teach me. What anger! Still, want to hit him?!"

Anzhi couldn't argue: "...Xixi, listen to me, this thing is very bad..."

Feng Xixi's eyes widened, and the [-]-degree lenses couldn't stop her shock: "You just say that about your brother?! You don't cherish having such a cute brother, what a waste of money!"

All the waste came out... An Zhi rubbed his temples, feeling very headache.

Feng Xixi saw that Anzhi had no remorse, and sighed deeply: "Get up, Xingxing, let's go surfing without taking him to play."

An Xing choked, "But..."

"Come on," Feng Xixi was furious, and pulled her up with all her strength, "Brother like this, don't mind."

An Xing was very moved: "Xixi, you are so kind..."

Feng Xixi pursed her lips in embarrassment: "Let's go."

"Okay," An Xing walked out with Feng Xixi on his arm, and he didn't forget to turn his head to give An Zhi a mocking wink, "Thank you, my good brother~"

An Zhi was so angry that he couldn't speak for a while, and watched them walk away, and after a few quick breaths, he finally returned to his body.He caught a glimpse of Jiang Hanchen, who was sitting on the sofa enjoying his misfortune, and was even angrier: "Are you being too gentle?"

Jiang Hanchen peeled the tangerine without lifting his head: "I can't bear it."

An Zhi sat down next to him, gritted his teeth: "Don't give me face, beat me to death."

"Not good," Jiang Hanchen wiped his hands after eating the oranges, got up and went to find An Xing, "You can live without a wife, but I can't."

An Zhi picked up an orange and threw it at Jiang Hanchen, but he missed and rolled back.

An Zhi had to pick it up by himself, peeling it viciously while scolding: "Damn it! I don't want to eat the oranges separately!"

As the New Year approaches, many people come on vacation, and the beach is like eating dumplings.

Jiang Hanchen searched while walking, and finally found the most beautiful pair of swimming trunks among the many colorful swimming trunks.

Lemon yellow, irritating to the eyes.

Jiang Hanchen asked a lot in the morning, and An Xing replied, "Fashion is about daring to be the first."

He thinks it makes sense.

Lemon yellow couldn't be ignored, and An Xing and Feng Xixi were so white that they already attracted a lot of people's attention.

Jiang Hanchen ground his teeth, and took off the floral shirt An Xing had prepared for him as he walked.

An Xing was jumping up and down on the surfboard enthusiastically, directing the movements, when suddenly his eyes went dark, and his head and upper body were covered.

"What?" An Xing sniffed, the smell was a bit familiar, "Brother?"

"Put it on."

An Xing tore off his shirt and held it in his hands, with a puzzled expression on his face: "Brother, I'm going into the sea."

"What kind of sea?" Jiang Hanchen pinched his face, "I have to wear it even if I go to the sea of ​​fire."

"Oh~~~" An Xing turned the corner, his heart was more rippling than the waves, "Brother is so possessive~"

Feng Xixi was still walking away unconsciously, Jiang Hanchen cleared his throat unnaturally, and put An Xing's shirt on with a little roughness.

An Xing's smile was more beautiful than the flowers on his shirt, and no one paid attention to the lonely Feng Xixi for a while.

An Zhi, who followed Jiang Hanchen, took advantage of the danger and sat on Feng Xixi's board, playing coolly while wearing sunglasses: "Xixi, don't disturb them, let me teach you."

Feng Xixi was still angry with him and didn't want to talk to him.

Anzhi has his own countermeasures: "Xixi, I will treat my brother well in the future and won't scold him again."

Just get started and you're done.

Feng Xixi was dubious: "Really?"

"Of course," An Zhi looked sincerely, "I am a dignified CEO, would I tell such a boring and fragile lie?"

Feng Xixi thought about it for a while and thought it was quite right. Looking at the greasy couple next door who didn't know when they could let go, she weighed her head and nodded again and again.

"Let's go, let's go over there," An Zhi couldn't say enough about his execution, got up and walked away with his surfboard in his arms, "It's a shame to leave here...give this cute brother some space."

An Xing, who got several kisses, finally remembered his apprentice, turned his head around and found that there was no one there, and the board was gone, he poked Jiang Hanchen's abdominal muscles and said strangely: "Xixi was taken away by the water monster? "

Jiang Hanchen grabbed his rebellious paw: "It's almost like, he was taken away by your brother."

Now An Xing is even more strange: "My brother coaxed me so quickly, can't I?"

Jiang Hanchen was a little unhappy: "Stop messing around."

"Follow me!" An Xing touched his hand again, the feel was amazing, he rubbed against Jiang Hanchen's chest and spit out honey, "I only look at my father, I only listen to my father, I only belong to my father, I only love my father, okay? ?”

Jiang Hanchen pressed the corner of his mouth, and before he could hold on for a few seconds, he disarmed and surrendered, and cursed with a smile: "Slick tongue."

If the old disciples do not leave, the new disciples will not come.An Xing started running up and down to teach Jiang Hanchen again.Occasionally, the waves that hit the shore soaked his shirt, and the flowers seemed to bloom in the sea and grow on him.

Let Jiang Hanchen not take his eyes off it.

"Brother! Isn't it very simple?"

Jiang Hanchen didn't listen at all: "...Well, it's okay."

An Xing warmly greeted him: "Come on! Just practice more!"

Jiang Hanchen remained motionless: "You should demonstrate first."

An Xing understands that people who can't play always need a perfect demonstration to boost their confidence.He said OK, and walked into the sea with the surfboard in his arms.

Jiang Hanchen sat on the beach, watching him gradually shrinking, lying prone on the board and waiting for the waves; watching him turn the head of the board and paddle in the direction of the waves.

Everything is smooth and shiny.

An Xing controlled the surfboard and galloped ahead of the waves, and when he sensed the turbulent collision of the waves, he stood up neatly.

Jiang Hanchen stood up unconsciously, the blooming flowers were not as good as his wanton face.

An Xing stood up easily, with his knees slightly bent, and walked towards Jiang Hanchen, not forgetting to blow a kiss.

It is said that one gets carried away with one's complacency, one wave is not flat, and another wave rises again.

An Xing, who was busy flirting secretly, didn't pay attention, and fell into the sea with a "plop".

Such a big person disappeared in an instant, Jiang Hanchen's heart was seized, and he rushed into the sea with a few steps: "Stars! Stars!"

He found An Xing's board, but the ankle rope was loose, but he couldn't find An Xing's person.He was remorseful, angry, uncomfortable, and his stomach was overwhelmed, and dozens of whirlpools made him unable to breathe.

It was the same as watching Xiaoxiao die in front of him.

With angry eyes and canthus, he swung his fists to the surface of the sea, and the water splashes that aroused were wrapped in grief and splashed everywhere, forcing no one dared to approach.

"Brother!" Just as Jiang Hanchen was about to dive down again to find him, An Xing suddenly hugged him from behind, "Here I am!"

Jiang Hanchen breathed heavily and slowly, trembling, he first touched the hand around his lower abdomen, it was warm and still alive.

He squeezed An Xing's wrist with seven or eight points of strength. An Xing was in pain and begged for mercy.

"Brother hurts..." The corner of his mouth collapsed the moment he saw Jiang Hanchen turn around, he couldn't care less about the pain, his heart felt like it was crushed, and he wanted to slap himself a few times, "Brother? Are you crying?" Already?!"

The sea water kept washing his cheeks, and Jiang Hanchen didn't even know that there were tears on his face.He hugged An Xing so tightly that his waist would be broken and his bones would be broken.

The sound of heartbeat was deafening in the sea, and An Xing didn't dare to say a word.

He was stunned, stupid, remorseful, stupid, and wanted to hide when he was ashamed and humiliated, and wanted to make a fuss when he was hiding enough.

After a long time, An Xing's fingers were swollen from the bubbles. He gently patted Jiang Hanchen's back, being very careful, as if touching antique porcelain: "I'm sorry..."

Jiang Hanchen was breathing lightly, but the words he spit out were heavier than the huge waves.

He almost begged, hugging the statue of An Xing and hugging the last ray of light in the dark night.

He said, "Don't leave me."

"I can give you anything, don't leave me."

The author has something to say: Xiaoxiao is Jiang Hanchen’s childhood cat (╥﹏╥)