what is the relationship between us

At first, it was just tears. Big drops of tears fell on Wan Junxiu's shoulders, and then they turned into big tears. Since growing up, Meng Xinci has never cried like this again.

The sound was louder than the sound, tears soaked the cloth on Wan Junxiu's shoulders, hearing him cry like this, Wan Junxiu's heart almost broke.

"What's the matter? Don't cry anymore. Are you feeling uncomfortable? Or was he bullied by his classmates?" He asked Meng Xinci softly, rubbing his curled wrists on Meng Xinci's back to help him calm down.

"The safety buckle... broke, he broke it, I said I didn't want to eat, and he still pulled me, he broke my safety buckle." Meng Xinci was sobbing, complaining to Wan Junxiu .

Complaining like a child, the tone is full of sadness.

"He broke the safety buckle you bought me..."

Wan Junxiu probably understood what Meng Xinci said, pushed him lightly, and signaled him to get up first, "It's okay, it's okay, didn't you agree? We'll go on a trip after you graduate, and I'll buy it for you, okay?" good?"

Meng Xinci sat up, with tears on his face, he had buried his head in sleep for so long, his face would be flushed, it seemed that he had a fever.

"I don't! I don't! I want this!"

He opened his hand and handed the broken safety button to Wan Junxiu.

He cried too excitedly before, and now his shoulders are still shaking. He sucked his nose a few times and muttered: "I can't fix it..."

Wan Junxiu saw the nail marks on his palm, held his hand in distress and blew gently, and asked him with a frown, "Does it hurt? Did you just hold it all the way back?"

Meng Xinci didn't say a word, it was a tacit consent. He held on to the place with a lot of people on this road even harder than now, for fear of losing it again.

Wan Jun dressed up and patted his palm. His palm didn't have much strength. It was more like a kitten than a scratch. Coupled with his current gesture, it was more similar.

"What's the matter, I can't fly anymore, just take it back, look at the fingernail marks all over it, haven't you heard the old man say that there are many bacteria on the nails?"

"Stop crying. It's been cold recently. If you cry for a long time, your face will get chapped. Our Xincichang's pretty face won't look good if it gets chapped."

"Shall I take it for you to fix it tomorrow?" Wan Junxiu stretched out his hand and wiped away the tears on Meng Xinci's face with the back of his hand.

Meng Xinci's face was still flushed, approaching an abnormal red, and he stopped crying now, but he didn't look very energetic.

After such a long time of running-in, Wan Junxiu is no longer the novice parent who was at a loss when his child got sick. He turned the wheelchair slightly and tried to get closer to Meng Xinci, but found that the distance was not enough, and said: "Xinci, you are close to me." Some."

After growing up, he rarely had such close contact with Wan Junxiu, except to help Wan Junxiu with some things that he couldn't do independently.

The reason is nothing else, but I am afraid that I will not be able to rationally stop thinking about it.

This time, Meng Xinci didn't seem to have so many worries, he plunged into Wan Junxiu's arms, thinking that he was too sad tonight, or that he was seriously ill today.

Meng Xinci hugged Wan Junxiu all of a sudden, and Wan Junxiu was not used to it. He thought that Meng Xinci might be so clingy because he felt too sad.

"Xinci, I mean you get closer to me. I just want to see if you have a fever. I can't see you like this."

He has very little sense of sensation in his hands, and can only detect it by touching his forehead.

He gently pressed his forehead against Meng Xinci's, and it was really hot.In fact, he didn't even need to press it, he just got a little closer, and he felt that Meng Xinci's breath was hot.

have a fever.

"Xinci, do you know that you have a fever?" He didn't look up, just spoke so close to Meng Xinci.

Meng Xinci nodded, then covered his mouth and nose again, and replied sullenly: "Stay away from me, it will infect you."

Wan Junxiu asked him to go back to lie down, and then turned the wheelchair to the bed, and slightly opened the window that was not facing Meng Xinci, "I have been vaccinated this year, and I won't catch a cold. You lie down well." Hey. Put your hands down, and I'll open the window a little bit to let the air circulate."

It's okay not to mention the fever, but when it comes to the fever, Meng Xinci's strength seems to be taken away again, and he will already lie back on the bed quietly.

"I want to eat the soup with rice you made last time." He blinked his eyes and spoke to Wan Junxiu with a strong nasal voice, sounding like he was acting like a spoiled child.

After a long time, Wan Junxiu himself forgot what it was, and Meng Xinci guessed that he might not remember it, so he reminded him: "It was the one you cooked last time when I was sick, with mustard shreds and green vegetables. "

Wan Junxiu thought for a while, and asked him: "Can I do something else? There is no minced meat at home, but there are shredded pork and pickled vegetables. How about noodles with pickled vegetables and shredded pork?"

Meng Xinci's mouth is so dull now, what to eat is not the point at all, he just wants to eat something made for him by Wan Junxiu.

Meng Xinci nodded obediently, and pulled up the quilt again, only revealing a pair of red eyes.

"Get up and change your clothes, take out your fleece pajamas and put them on." Wan Junxiu glanced at him, knowing that he would fall asleep after eating, and the child was even more lazy to get up and change clothes.

Meng Xinci was uncomfortable, Wan Junxiu's noodles were boiled soft, and the pickled vegetables had a salty taste, so Meng Xinci was afraid that his mouth would be so salty that he would not be able to eat such salty food, so he deliberately rinsed off a lot of the taste with warm water.

The house is very quiet, and I can hear the sound of cooking in the kitchen, slowly and softly, as if afraid of disturbing Meng Xinci.

He didn't fall asleep after changing his clothes, afraid that Wan Junxiu would not be able to yell at him if he really fell asleep in a while.

He grabbed the broken red rope next to the pillow and looked carefully. In fact, Cheng Hangyi couldn't be blamed. He had worn it for so many years, and the fringes had already started to fray.

It was because he took it off after taking a shower in high school and put it on again after taking a shower, which prolongs the life of this red rope.But I still feel uncomfortable in my heart, thinking that if Cheng Hangyi is not so reckless today, he should be able to wear it for a few more days.

Wear it so that he and Wan Jun can change it into something that symbolizes another layer of identity.

Meng Xinci sighed and put the things under the pillow.Wan Junxiu's coat was still hanging beside his bed, the phone rang in his pocket, and he shouted at the top of his voice for Wan Junxiu to come and answer the phone.

Probably because the fire in the kitchen had to be watched, Wan Junxiu couldn't leave, so he just asked Meng Xinci to pick it up.

He took out his mobile phone and it was a series of unfamiliar calls. Meng Xinci was afraid that it was an important matter, so he didn't dare to pick it up rashly, so he had to send it to the kitchen for Wan Junxiu to pick it up.

After Wan Junxiu answered the phone, he realized that it was from the head teacher, and asked if Meng Xinci had arrived home safely. Wan Junxiu found out that Meng Xinci had been suffering from a cold for two days. go to school.

It was inconvenient for him to hold the phone, so he had to put the phone on his lap and talk to the teacher on speakerphone. Meng Xinci heard all the content of the call.

The teacher in charge asked what was the relationship between Wan Junxiu and Meng Xinci. Wan Junxiu wanted to say that he was an uncle, but then he thought that his children hated it the most. He looked up at Meng Xinci and whispered that it was his brother.

Meng Xinci looked at Wan Junxiu, he could hear the word "brother" clearly and clearly.

Finally, the broken face of the day had another expression.

Like a flash of light, he smiled.

This is a very unhappy day, the only thing that makes me happy.

After hanging up the phone, Meng Xinci ate the bowl of noodles very happily. When he was sick, his appetite was very poor and he couldn't eat much, but the bowl of noodles still went into his stomach, and there was not a drop of soup left.

As soon as the bowl was put down, water was poured on the table and the pills were ready.

Meng Xinci regretted why he didn't come back sooner. If he had come back sooner, he would have recovered from his illness.

From the bottom of his heart, he likes and enjoys Wan Junxiu's gentleness, and in the name of being sick, he can snuggle up to Wan Junxiu's side regardless of his proportions.

Just like now, Wan Junxiu asked him to go back to lie down and sleep.He didn't want it, and wanted to hold Wan Junxiu and never leave.

In the end, there was no other way, Wan Junxiu could only point to the urine collection bag hanging on the wheelchair and said: "Little ancestor, go back to sleep quickly, I haven't bathed yet, I'm going to be sick when it's full of urine backflow .”

Having said that, Meng Xinci obediently went back to the room to sleep obediently.This time, Wan Junxiu is not at ease, the child's fever has not subsided, and he cried again just now.

He was afraid that Meng Xinci would start burning again in the middle of the night, so after thinking about it, he could only go into the small room after taking a shower, and planned to make do with Meng Xinci in the small room tonight.

Meng Xinci had already fallen asleep, because his body would feel cold when he had a fever, his body shrank into a small ball, and his usually indifferent expression was now relaxed.All of a sudden Wan Junxiu felt that he had gone back to a few years ago, and Meng Xinci was still that little baby.

He approached Meng Xinci lightly, and touched Meng Xinci's forehead with his forehead. It was not as hot as before, and his face was not as red as before, presumably the medicine had taken effect.

Wan Junxiu was still worried, turned around and went out of the room, found a sippy cup from the cabinet in the living room, took a full glass of water and put it on the bedside, in case Meng Xinci was thirsty in the middle of the night, and he had to drink more water to cool down when he had a fever of.

When he just lay down, Meng Xinci felt very cold, Wan Junxiu's body was always so bloody and cold, so he pushed Wan Junxiu unconsciously.Wan Junxiu realized that he was not fit to lie down with a patient with a fever, and was planning to get up with difficulty or go back to sleep in the big room.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he stood up, Meng Xinci grabbed him and stretched out his arms to take Wan Junxiu back.

"You go again, you don't want me anymore." He complained to Wan Junxiu in a crying voice, but his eyes were still open, and Wan Junxiu couldn't figure out whether he was asleep or not.

"It's right here, don't go anywhere!" His voice was so low that Wan Junxiu almost thought it was talking in his sleep, but his tone was so decisive.

Wan Junxiu held his temper, only thinking that he was too sad today, he reached out and patted Meng Xinci, "No, I'm not going anywhere, just stay here with us Xinci."

He didn't think too much about it yet, he just felt that it was rare for the child to go on a trip, and he didn't buy any souvenirs, except that the safety buckle was broken by a classmate, of course he would be sad.

Thinking about it this way, I felt a lot more normal, and felt a little sour in my heart. Meng Xinci followed me for so many years, and I really didn't have a good life.

That's why even such a little worthless safety button is so cherished.

Repeatedly confirming that Meng Xinci was asleep, he couldn't help rubbing Meng Xinci's face with the back of his hand again, "It's really a disadvantage to live with me, but you will be liberated soon. When you graduate from university, Your good day is coming."

"Good night, New Words."

The process of reducing fever requires water. Meng Xinci was indeed awakened by thirst in the middle of the night. He held it up with his hands slightly and saw the sippy cup on the bedside table.

Wan Junxiu had already fallen asleep, he sat up lightly, took the water glass and drank most of it.

His body is a little more comfortable, and he has slept for so long before, so now he has no sleepiness at all.

The curtains in the small room have not been changed, and the ones Wan Junxiu used when he was a child are still used. They are very thin, and the two pieces of glass on the top cannot cover them, so the moonlight can come in.

Meng Xinci took advantage of the moonlight to take a good look at Wan Junxiu who was lying beside him.

He is already 29 this year, and after New Year's Day in two days, Wan Junxiu will be 30 years old.

For a normal man at the age of 30, it should be just a good time to make great achievements in his career, and he might just get married.

Anyway, it should be a glorious age.

But Wan Junxiu doesn't look like 30 years old at all, it's not that he looks old, it's that life has been too hard these years, he looks more mature than others, without that kind of temperament.

If you look carefully, you can still see a trace of fine lines in the corners of his eyes, but it doesn't matter, he still looks so good-looking, and he is the prettiest person in Meng Xinci's heart.

Meng Xinci's heart was beating very fast, and he squeezed his mouth tightly, as if his heart would pop out of his mouth if he didn't close his mouth tightly.

It would be a good thing if he could really jump out, so that he could wake up Wan Junxiu so that Wan Junxiu could take a good look at this heart with his name written all over it.

I'm afraid that I won't be able to jump out, and I can only get stuck in my throat, like the love he can't express.

He slowly approached Wan Junxiu, and then stayed on his profile.

Just one click, one second.

Suddenly Wan Junxiu turned his head and moved to the side.

"sleep."

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