what is the relationship between us

Meng Xinci was taken aback, looked at Cheng Hang in horror and yelled: "Aren't you fucking practicing the piano? What? And you nima skipped class and came out to wander around?"

Cheng Hang smiled and didn't take Meng Xin's scolding him seriously, instead he dragged him to the small bookstore, "You're skipping class too, let's not talk about the second brother."

Meng Xin resigned and dragged Cheng Hangyi back, he couldn't get rid of the words, and his whole body was resisting.But he was not as strong as Cheng Hang, so he could only be dragged into the small bookstore by force.

The strange thing is, when they got to the door, Meng Xinci was not so conflicted anymore, and walked into the bookstore by himself without Cheng Hang's pulling.

It's just that Meng Xinci stood in front of the counter for a long time.

Wan Junxiu's back ached unceasingly, and he was lying on the counter to rest.He was awakened by the movement at the door, but he didn't want to move at all, and he felt tired even raising his eyes.

At this point, the students hadn't finished school yet, and this kind of movement was caused by one or two students skipping class. He just said in a low voice, "You can see what you want to buy, but don't mess it up." Then he continued to lie on the counter, There was no movement.

As soon as Cheng Hang flipped through the comic magazine, he has been chasing this comic book, but recently the pressure of the competition has dropped several issues, and now he saw that there are still two previous issues, so he was so happy that he flipped through it. .

Hearing Wan Junxiu's greeting, he only responded lightly.

In a small shop, Cheng Hang was flipping through comics, and Wan Junxiu was resting on his stomach.Only Meng Xinci stood there at a loss, not knowing what to do.

He seemed to be invisible, and he also wished he was invisible.

Finally, he couldn't help but finally asked, "Uncle, are you feeling unwell?"

As soon as the words were spoken, he was also drumming in his heart. There should be nothing wrong with asking, right?

Wan Junxiu's voice was all too familiar, he raised his head suddenly, the movement pulled his back, and his body began to ache again, he couldn't help gasping for air and let out a long hiss.

It's Meng Xinci, really Meng Xinci.Wan Junxiu just fell asleep in a daze and dreamed about him, but now he has not recovered, whether it is a dream or real.

For a while, he didn't dare to answer Meng Xinci's words, but just looked at Meng Xinci in a daze.

After a long pause, Wan Junxiu replied in a low voice: "It's an old problem, it's fine."

"Meng Xinci, aren't you looking for my problem collection? Here it is, why don't you come over and have a look." Cheng Hangyi had already selected the comic book, and went inside to look at the physics problems.

This inscription was bought by Cheng Hangyi's tutor at home. After Meng Xinci read it, he always said he wanted it. Today, he saw it in this small bookstore. Cheng Hangyi hurriedly asked Meng Xinci to read it.

Thanks to his voice breaking the weird atmosphere, Meng Xinci went into the bookstore as if fleeing.

In front of Cheng Hangyi, Meng Xinci excused that he did not bring any money today, and would buy it another day, and wanted to run away while pulling Cheng Hangyi.

Cheng Hang didn't put down the book, and went straight to the counter, "I don't have money here? Why are you nervous, uncle?"

He greeted Wan Junxiu with a smile, and took money out of his trouser pocket according to the price list.

Looking at the two teenagers in front of him, Wan Junxiu said softly, "Is it the kid from the middle school opposite? If you forgot to bring the money, you can bring it next time. It's okay."

"I said I don't want it, I'm good at physics!" Meng Xinci was irritated, and his voice was much louder.

Before Cheng Hang realized why Meng Xinci seemed to be in a firecracker today, Wan Junxiu looked up at Meng Xinci and said coldly: "Shouldn't you be in class at this point, and you even skipped class and said you were good at studying. "

Meng Xinci's face was even more disturbed. He felt that he was about to explode. Cheng Hang paid the money and stuffed the collection of questions into Meng Xinci's hands.

He put away his smile, and answered Wan Junxiu solemnly: "We only came out after changing the physical education class to self-study, and his grades are pretty good." After speaking, he walked out of the bookstore with Meng Xinci.

It was less than 10 minutes before the end of get out of class, and Cheng Hangyi didn't plan to go back to the classroom, and asked Meng Xinci if he wanted to eat.

Meng Xinci turned his head and looked at Wan Junxiu in the bookstore. He must have not eaten yet. This may be due to taking the medicine. It doesn't seem to be in much pain, but his face is very bad.

"You wait and I will." Meng Xinci handed the umbrella to Cheng Hangyi, and before Cheng Hangyi could say anything, he turned and ran to the small restaurant next to him.

He packed a bowl of rice with soup and went into the bookstore, handed it to Wan Junxiu, opened the lid for him, and stuffed the plastic spoon into his hand, "Hurry up and eat, did you not eat before taking the medicine? There is no blood, the weather is too cold, did you bring a small blanket? My classmates are still waiting for me and I have to leave."

Meng Xinci spoke quickly, and then hurried out the door after speaking, dragged Cheng Hang into the rain curtain and never looked back at Wan Junxiu.

"Didn't you say you didn't bring any money?" Cheng Hang asked Meng Xinci, and he felt that Meng Xinci was really strange today.

"There is always money for meals."

"Damn, you don't only have this ten yuan, so what do you eat when you buy him food? When did you become so charitable?"

"I can't care about the disabled! Shut up, I'll go to the cafeteria later, okay?" Meng Xinci felt so annoying, he only hoped that Cheng Hang would shut up quickly so that he could stop the meeting.

He didn't know how long this state would last, how long this state of pretending not to know each other would last.

Is it good to graduate?Then graduate tomorrow, okay?

Meng Xinci was tormented at school during the day, and thought that when he got home, he and Wan Junxiu would return to the way they were before, but when the two really got home, they didn't know what to say.

He felt ashamed, he didn't even dare to look up at Wan Junxiu, he was afraid of seeing Wan Junxiu's eyes, as long as the two of them looked at each other, he would think of the daytime scene.

Meng Xinci can only use another way to make up for it. He almost takes care of all the housework at home. He can only help Wan Junxiu with everything at home. Even Wan Junxiu will go to the bathroom when he takes a shower. Li helps Wan Junxiu.

It seemed that only in this way would he feel better.

In addition, the only way to repay Wan Junxiu is to study more seriously, and to win beautiful exam papers again and again, so that both he and Wan Junxiu feel that it is worthwhile for the two of them to do so.

Since Wan Junxiu didn't need to set up a stall at night, he began to adjust his schedule.He didn't have much entertainment, and because Meng Xinci needed a quiet environment to do his homework and study hard.Almost every night after eating, I read two pages of novels or newspapers and magazines, and then take a shower and go to bed.

At first, when Meng Xinci wanted to help him take a bath, he resisted. Over the years, he can take a bath by himself without any problem. The body of the paralyzed patient has lost the function of perspiration.It's just that bending over will be more difficult, but it can be overcome.

Only later on, Wan Junxiu suffered from neuralgia and fell in the bathroom.Meng Xinci kicked open the bathroom door, picked him up when he fell into the water, and gave him medicine while crying.

Meng Xinci cried a lot that night. The young man no longer cried like he did when he was a child, but the tears kept falling.While pouring the medicinal wine on his hands to rub away the bruises on Wan Junxiu's body, he raised his hands and wiped away the tears on his face with his sleeves.

Still not daring to look into Wan Junxiu's eyes, he muttered repeatedly: "I'm sorry, it's all my fault, it's all my fault. I'm sorry, it's all my fault, it's all my fault..."

From then on, Wan Junxiu never resisted asking Meng Xinci to help him.

I don't know if there is such a big breathless secret in my heart, Meng Xinci has become more and more withdrawn.

In school, except for occasional conversations with Cheng Hang when Cheng Hang was around, he almost refused any social interaction, whether it was in class or after class, he just sat alone in his seat, reading books and doing problems.

He became a special existence in the class, had no friends and did not make friends.

Everyone in the class and even the grade knew that there was such a person, and his grades soared like a sudden failure, but he never had any intersection with others like an isolated island.

Girls in the second year of middle school like this kind of character design the most. When get out of class is over, they will deliberately go around to the door of Meng Xinci's class just to see him.

The more daring ones will come forward to ask for his phone number, or stuff stationery in his desk drawer.

This kind of thing is not uncommon among fifteen or sixteen-year-old students, but he didn't seem to be enlightened. When he asked for a phone call, he said that he didn't have a mobile phone. When he saw the letter paper in the drawer, he crumpled it up and threw it into the trash can.

The more he is like this, the more girls like him, and he has made up many versions of stories behind his back. The main idea of ​​the story is that there will be a heroine in the end that will fascinate him, and from then on, there is only the heroine in his eyes.

Cheng Hang also asked him if there was any girl he liked.He didn't even lift his eyelids, and cursed to get the hell out.

Meng Xinci never told anyone. One day in the middle of the night, he seemed to be dreaming.In the dream he felt very uncomfortable, like being locked in a big steamer.

He couldn't find an exit, his voice was hoarse and no one responded to him.

After searching for a long time, he finally touched something, which was soft and cool.

Meng Xinci was trapped in this big steamer for a long time, and finally touched a piece of ice cold, wishing to stick his whole body to it.

When Meng Xinci woke up, there was no big steamer, only Wan Junxiu who was sleeping soundly beside him.

Lifting the quilt, his pants and Wan Junxiu's legs were stained with something he had never seen before.

It's definitely not Wan Jun's urination, it's Meng Xinci's own.

He got up from the bed in a panic, took a shower in the bathroom by himself, and washed off the underwear.Another towel was twisted to wipe Wan Junxiu's legs clean.

Meng Xinci has never been like this before. Fortunately, Wan Junxiu is paralyzed and unconscious.

He can destroy these "criminal evidence" in the dark, and then lie down slowly and pretend that nothing happened.

Meng Xinci didn't dare to talk to Wan Junxiu, not just this time, but several times.

Type your own symptoms in the search box, and the replies you get are all normal, which is the normal physiological performance of adolescent boys.

But this is his fucking uncle, strictly speaking, this is his adoptive father.

How could you do this to him, how could you?

Why did Meng Xinci feel nothing about the love letter from the most beautiful girl in the grade?Instead, facing the man in the wheelchair next to him, but... can you?

Meng Xinci also thought about whether it would be good for him to live alone, and he also used the excuse that he studied too late and wanted to live in a small room.But it didn't work at all, that feeling came, it was in my dream, or when I was awake, my mind was full of Wan Junxiu.

The author has something to say: emmmmmmmmmmm understands everything.

Meng Xinci:? ? ? ?I don't even know how to start.

万均修：？？？我特么睡个觉就开始了？？感谢在2020-12-2805:24:35~2020-12-2906:12:54期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: give him one;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: emma, crazy v. 20 bottles; 10 bottles of steamed buns; 278292022 bottles; thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!