Xueba, wake up

In the morning, He Zhonghe was woken up by the loud alarm, and almost fell under the bed.

The moment he opened his eyes, he found that the most frightening thing was not the siren head-effect alarm, but that his arms and legs were on Yan Sheng's body, and the whole person was outside the quilt, in a very bold sleeping position.

In contrast, Yan Sheng slept as if he was doing a mattress advertisement, laying on the bed very upright.

It made He Zhonghe suspect that he was pretending to sleep.

The alarm clock is on the bedside table at Yansheng's side, and it will be very difficult to reach out and press it.

Almost deaf, he touched Yansheng: "press quickly."

Amidst the loud bang of the alarm, Yan Sheng didn't move and slept very soundly.

"Fuck me?" Is this not pretending?

He Zhonghe struggled to sit up and patted him a few times: "Wake up!"

Yan Sheng was still sound.

He Zhonghe hissed, crawled over in the dark, stretched his arms, and patted the alarm several times before turning off the alarm.

Finally quiet, he let out a breath and turned on the night light by the bed.

Such a loud alarm didn't wake Yan Sheng up, it's hard to explain if he's not deaf.

Waking up in winter is very torturous, the sky is still dark, it is cold outside the quilt, and the clothes are also cold. Every time He Zhonghe wakes up in winter, he will silently wish to turn back time.

However, after changing his clothes uncomfortably, Yan Sheng still didn't move. Just when He Zhonghe was about to call him again, the alarm bell rang again.

He scrambled and rushed over to close it. Fortunately, there was no old man at home. If there was an old man and old lady, he would not be frightened when he heard this movement in the morning.

He Zhonghe pressed his temple sadly, looked at Yan Sheng: "Get up! It's five o'clock!"

Yan Sheng still didn't respond, and didn't even move.

He Zhonghe was stunned for a moment, then bent down suddenly.

The chest still rises | ups and downs, and there is also the sound of breathing.

"... Fuck." Just as he was feeling depressed, the alarm rang again, this time within 30 seconds.

"What kind of underworld alarm are you talking about!" He Zhonghe went crazy after pressing the alarm, and couldn't understand why Yansheng stood at the door of his house on time at 05:30 every day to wait for him, "Sleeping Beauty, you? Did you get him?" Mom kissed you before you woke up?"

He Zhonghe leaned over and did not get up, staring at him.

The sleeping posture is very beautiful, and the bedside lamp reflects the atmosphere.

One couldn't help looking at it for a while.

What's wrong with Yangou!

Early in the morning in winter, it may be tormenting people's brains a little hot, but He Zhonghe suddenly lowered his head again.

Sleeping Beauty, right?

The closer it is, the tip of the nose can touch the tip of the nose, and you can feel the temperature of the wild goose.

However, when the breath was on his face, the alarm bell rang again, which made him tremble in fright, and he almost kissed him.

Quickly straightened up and pressed it, he covered his forehead, feeling a little scared and wilted, angrily said: "Brother Wake Up...Your broken alarm clock has rung four times..."

Yan Sheng suddenly said: "Wake up the fifth time."

"Fuck!" He Zhonghe was so frightened that he almost did a backflip, "Are you fucking awake?!"

There was no movement again.

Just when He Zhonghe thought it was just a hallucination, the alarm rang again, this time Yansheng sat up and rang the alarm, took the clothes on the bedside table and began to put on: "Morning."

"You..." He Zhonghe really couldn't understand him.

"I woke up the first time the alarm went off, and then I was half asleep and half awake and felt that I had already put on my clothes to pack up. I had to continue until the fifth time the alarm rang before I could fully wake up." Yan Sheng explained.

Hearing the voice made him very sober, and he had been awake for a while.

"What a miraculous way to wake up..." He Zhonghe looked at him guiltily, "So you've been awake?"

"Ah." Yan Sheng nodded, "I heard someone call me Sleeping Beauty."

I must have heard the second half of the sentence.

Not only the second half of the sentence, but also the post is less than one centimeter...

He Zhonghe now really wants to find a crack in the ground to get into and spend the rest of his life.

After staring at the perfectly laid floor for a while, Yansheng turned on the light and went out, humming a few songs happily. We don't know what joy it is to get up and go to school in the dark in the cold weather.

Du Lanzhen also got up when she went home to get her schoolbag, watering the flowers and boiling water in the living room, with a cold face.

He Zhonghe didn't say a word, he picked up his schoolbag from the partition and left, fearing that if he stayed a second longer, his mother would drag him into the small dark room and lock the door, and force him to suspend school directly.

Difficult things lie ahead, but life cannot be ruined because of this.It’s hard to keep up with the current grades. Even if I can’t balance my studies and my mother’s terrifying control for the time being, I can still last a day. If I can’t do it, I have to ask my mother to see a psychiatrist during the winter vacation. up.

Worried about going downstairs, the two made a detour from the cafeteria to have breakfast.

There are quite a lot of high school seniors who get up early to study at the same time as them. At this moment, there are many people sitting in the western cafeteria, and there are still books spread on the table when eating.

The west canteen is a small canteen. The variety of breakfast served is not complete, almost all of which are sweet, such as jam wrapped in sugar, salad hot dog mochi, very greasy.

While eating breakfast, He Zhonghe frowned at the red bean paste cakes, while listening to Yan Sheng still happily humming while drinking porridge: "Isn't breakfast here particularly to your liking?"

"Next time, let's go to the cafeteria of the first year of high school." Yan Sheng said.

"Just here, it's still close. I can eat almost anything when I get up early, and I can't eat it." He Zhonghe waved his hand, "What are you happy about?"

He had felt this way before going to bed last night. Yansheng had always been in a good mood, and now he even had a smiley expression on his face. Compared to him, he looked like a frustrated dog in the water.

"Do I have it?" Yan Sheng was quite innocent, knocking his cup on the table after finishing his porridge, "Maybe I'm in a good mood after a big break this afternoon."

Who the hell would believe it? This person is going to study in another place.

"Are you still having trouble with your aunt?" Yan Sheng clacked the cup.

He hasn't asked about it since last night, and even if he did ask now, he didn't touch the question of "Why are you making trouble?", which made He Zhonghe feel quite comfortable.

In fact, I'm not embarrassed to tell Yan Sheng, but the reason for the awkwardness is really hard to understand.

"Probably." He Zhonghe sighed, feeling bored at the thought of this.

"Then the door of my house is always open," Yan Sheng looked at him, "Come here if you are worried, and Auntie is also at ease."

"Yes." He Zhonghe nodded.

Yan Sheng squeezed the cup little by little: "Actually, I want to ask if you're still staying here tonight."

He Zhonghe was stunned, he had never thought about this: "I don't know."

After leaving the cafeteria and walking downstairs to the teaching building, He Zhonghe was still struggling with this problem.

Although this big break, or this birthday, I can't get up to do anything, but I still enjoy living at Yansheng's place.

He couldn't say exactly what he enjoyed, but if he insisted on giving an answer, he enjoyed sleeping with Yan Sheng.

... Shall I pay back.

"If you can come to my place," Yan Sheng said slowly, "I can take you to the place that was originally scheduled for the sports meeting tonight."

"Going out for the night?" He Zhonghe turned to look at him, surprised.

He never spent the night outside a friend's house, which is absolutely forbidden at his mother's place. Sometimes when he went to Shi Yujie's house to play at night, she asked him to check his location.

So it sounds exciting and tempting.

How to abduct a crane.

When the Chinese teacher was talking about the composition in the last session before the big break in the afternoon, Yan Sheng drew this sentence on the composition paper.

Then draw a small head with a blue ballpoint pen.

...No, I'm used to drawing.

Switched to a black gel pen and drew a new one.

First open the bag.Yansheng wrote while drawing.

Then tell him to take you to play.

Tighten the pocket at the end.

So easy.

After finishing the small four-frame comics, the bell rang for the end of get out of class. He put the paper into the draft book before He Zhonghe poked his head over to look at it.

"What are you drawing again?" He Zhonghe curled his lips.

"Don't scold yourself like that." After Yan Sheng finished speaking, he began to pack his schoolbag, and the wonderful rest began.

He Zhonghe was stunned for a while before he realized what he meant, shut his mouth in an instant and shrank back to clean the table.

After packing up his things, he first went to Shi Yujie's place to wander around. The group of people remembered his birthday and asked him how he arranged tonight.

"It's free this year, I can stay at home and study." He Zhonghe said.

"It's different when people counterattack and come back." Xin Kai said "tsk", "Then the birthday will not be over, right? Wouldn't it be okay to have a meal together?"

"Tonight... I have something to do."

"Okay." Several people dispersed quickly. It's actually not bad for Daxiu to be busy with his own work at this time.

Those people were just here to join in the fun, but Shi Yujie was different. He had been with He Zhonghe for many years: "What's going on, isn't your mother going to make a big fuss about your coming-of-age birthday?"

"Don't mention it." He Zhonghe kicked the leg of the table, "It's going on, I don't even want to go home now."

Shi Yujie patted him and lowered his voice: "Come to my house to eat hot pot at night? Don't call them, my brother will take you to blow a few bottles secretly, look at how haggard you are."

It would be very cruel to reject Shi Yujie at this time, and it seemed that he had put Shi Yujie in the category of "don't bother me if you are in a bad mood".

While struggling, Yan Sheng waved at the front door of the classroom.

Shi Yujie understood instantly: "Oh, it's such a thing! You just live with him, talk about those reasons... just go and go."

He Zhonghe was shoved by him, waved his hand wrongly, and walked towards the front door.

"Hey wait!" Shi Yujie pulled him back as if remembering something, and unzipped his schoolbag.

He Zhonghe felt his shoulders sink.

"Okay, let's go!" Shi Yujie patted his schoolbag after putting away his things, "Happy birthday, He'er, eighteen."

"Yeah." He Zhonghe turned around and gave him a hug, and the classmates who were packing up and preparing to go home glanced at him.

"Get into a good university. No matter where you go next year, your brother will be there." Shi Yujie gritted his teeth.

"Get out of here, you're dead." He Zhonghe smiled and slapped him on the arm, thinking that he would not be with him next year, his heart was sore.

Shi Yujie, as his good friend, has walked and walked together for these years, and they will part ways by the end of the summer vacation next year.

Feeling empty.Birthdays are usually very lively every year, but this year all kinds of emotions accumulate and suffer alone.A birthday is not only a birthday, but also a milestone. From then on, you will be forced to accept many things, experience many things, and lose many people.

It was only three o'clock in the afternoon when we got home, Yansheng sent the cat to the pet hospital for foster care, and didn't tell He Zhonghe where to go, so he asked him to wear more clothes, the thickest clothes on his body.

After explaining this, he went out and asked He Zhonghe to wait at his house.

Mysterious, the same as his state from yesterday to now, as if hiding some little secret.

He Zhonghe stayed on the beanbag sofa for a while, opened his schoolbag and took out Shi Yujiesai's birthday present.

It's an old gamepad, bare box.When they were in junior high school, the two of them secretly used this old controller to play games on the TV without going to bed at noon, but it broke down later, and the manufacturer stopped making this kind of controller. I don’t know where he got it.

He Zhonghe pressed it twice, put the handle into the box and put it away.

It had been half an hour and Yan Sheng hadn't come back. He was strolling around the house in a thick down jacket.

Strolling into the bedroom, he went to the table, picked up Yan Sheng's book and flipped through it.

His various workbooks are all made with only medium-difficult questions, and they are written like wild grass, very casual.

After flipping through a book in boredom, He Zhonghe put down the book.

The desk drawer was half open and empty.

Although this house is rented, it is too lifeless...

He Zhonghe was about to close the drawer casually, but paused when his fingertips touched the handle.

It seems that there is something.

but?

When he took out a box of condoms, his eyeballs were about to fall out.

Natural latex ultra-thin ice and fire.

A layer of film on the outer packaging is gone, obviously it has been disassembled.

He Zhonghe stared at the box in his hand, his mind was chaotic but spinning fast, and his ears were ringing.

The production date is very fresh, last month.

He remembered the box of disposable toiletries from yesterday.

It's convenient for anyone to come to your house, right?

He didn't suspect that Yan Sheng was a messer at all, and he stayed together every day, so he could figure it out.

But it doesn't rule out the mess of turning around or stepping on two boats... Although Yansheng hasn't stepped on his boat yet.

This made He Zhonghe's heart sink even more.I haven’t confirmed the relationship yet, so I can hang on while hanging, and at the same time, someone else can tell you that I don’t want to continue at any time. I kicked it away, and I was innocent when it was over: I didn’t even confess, I’m not interested in you, it’s you I think too much.

I thought I knew him well, but in fact I just spent time with him flirting with him, that's all.

The appearance of a box set made his inner drama soar to the peak. At this moment, his heart was cold and his hands were a little stiff.

He Zhonghe saw that there were 60 pieces printed on the box, and opened the box very slowly.

"..."

There is no need to count directly, two pieces connected together in a string, one end of which has been torn off, and it is single.

It's a big game behind the scenes, it's well hidden, people are well established, and it's a master of time management.

It's the first time I've seen what the inside of the condom box looks like when I grow up so fucking big. You can do it, and I've begun to experience the unity of ice and fire.

The endless grievances overwhelmed him in an instant. These days, the pressure of continuous study, the pressure and boredom imposed by his mother, and the confusion of no direction after the college entrance examination was about to overwhelm him. Now he found the only thing that made him feel at ease. Relaxed people are not what they think they are.

Sometimes it is just such a momentary thing, and I especially doubt life.

This box cover is the final fuse.

He Zhonghe had some difficulty breathing, and felt that his whole body was cold. He was obviously dressed like a sleeping bag, and the room was very well heated.

At this time, the sound of opening the door sounded outside the house, and Yan Sheng shouted briskly as soon as he came in: "Let's go downstairs."

Get your father a big soy sauce bottle.

It's hard to describe how I feel right now.

He Zhonghe looked at him and sneered, the feeling that the people in front of him suddenly became strangers was so fucking surprising.