Xueba, wake up

The hot pot restaurant on the second floor was full today, and I couldn’t book a seat on my mobile phone, so I had to go directly to the store to get a number and sit on a chair outside the store to wait.

He Zhonghe sat with his pockets in his hands, watching the people coming and going in the mall in a daze.

There are more than a dozen people waiting for the table next to them, many of them are young couples with children, and the children rush around screaming like rockets|cannons.

One of the little girls was riding a scooter while laughing and scurrying all over the ground. She has good skills and can avoid every time she is about to rub against someone.

"Look." He Zhonghe tilted his head towards Yansheng, pointed at the kid on the scooter, and whispered, "You are not as good as others."

The child seemed to have noticed that He Zhonghe was looking at her, so he slid in front of him crazily, threw the car, chuckled, threw himself on He Zhonghe's lap, and hugged him tightly: "Uncle!"

He Zhonghe looked at her in shock.

Or outraged.

I don't know whether to be angry at why this human cub hugged his leg or at the name of this uncle.

He Zhonghe has been afraid of human cubs since he was in junior high school. This kind of creature is difficult, moody, dirty and has ten loudspeakers hidden in his throat.

He stiffly grabbed Yan Sheng's wrist, staring at the child: "...help me save me save me."

Yan Sheng was trembling all over, laughing so much that he almost fell off his chair.

"Stop laughing! Help me get her down!" The child still hugged He Zhonghe's leg tightly, his big eyes flickering.

Then he called out "Uncle" sweetly.

Yan Sheng laughed hoarsely.

"...Little friend," He Zhonghe didn't count on him anymore, and he seemed to be someone who can't coax children, "Can you... let go of my legs?"

This kind of discussion doesn't work for children at all: "Uncle~"

"Oh my god..." He Zhonghe covered his face.

"Liu Nuo, why are you pestering me again!" Just as he was in despair, a woman's voice of reproach came from beside him.

"Uncle!" The kid named Liu Nuo pointed to He Zhonghe.

"I'm sorry." The woman came over and pulled the child away. Behind her was a little boy, who was a little older than this one, and looked about seven or eight years old.

"It's okay." He Zhonghe waved his hand at her and smiled. The warm thing on his lap was finally gone, and he was relieved.

"The youngest in my family likes to pester people. Anyone older than her brother calls him uncle. I'm sorry." The woman glanced at the little boy, then pulled Liu Nuo's little hand forward, "Apologize to this brother quickly!" .”

"It's okay, it's okay." He Zhonghe wanted to laugh when he saw the little girl asking her brother for help with pitiful eyes, "Uncle is uncle, after all, my brother is young."

The little girl was immediately happy: "Brother! You are young!"

The little boy nodded coldly.

Just when I thought these two children were very interesting, a man wearing a mask walked over from the elevator entrance, carrying a bunch of things in his hand: "Xiao Qin, did you find the old and young..."

As he walked to the side of the woman, he glanced at his youngest and He Zhonghe, and then froze for a moment: "Hey, junior brother!"

He Zhonghe was a little dazed, seeing that this person looked familiar for a while, but he couldn't remember who it was.

The man took off his mask and asked with a smile, "Are you going to remove the stitches soon? Just come and remove them tomorrow when you have time, and I happen to be on duty."

"Doctor Liu!" He Zhonghe recognized it. It was a coincidence, "Sure, I will trouble you tomorrow."

"Just call me brother." Liu Tuan looked at Yan Sheng beside him, and Yan Sheng also greeted him.

"Junior Brother Faint Needle." Liu Tuan called Yan Sheng that way, which is not enough.

"Let's go first. It's getting late and we have to go back to spend the Gregorian New Year with the old man." Liu Tuan was holding things in both hands, and he hugged the old and the young with great difficulty, "Liu Nuo said goodbye to uncle."

"You." His wife patted his arm with a smile, helped him carry two bags, and turned to He Zhonghe and Yansheng with a smile.

"Bye, Uncle—" the little girl waved to He Zhonghe, her brother still coldly followed behind with her scooter, and the family walked away.

"Doctor Liu used to be a student of Old Zheng." He Zhonghe said with a smile, "This family is quite interesting."

"Yeah." Yan Sheng also smiled, the feeling of being crowded together and making a lot of noise during the holidays is very warm.

His family has never been in the Gregorian calendar year, and the lunar calendar year is used to expand the battlefield. The more reunion and harmony other people's families have, the more chaos and smoke will be billowing in his family.

I don't know what the situation is at home at this moment, it is estimated that both of them are not at home.

Now I suddenly think of Yan Deqiang and Zhu Ling, and think of the old home. I absolutely don’t miss it at all. I just escaped from there, and then I stand on a high place and look down at the mud, feeling a little emotional.

"What are you thinking about?" He Zhonghe stretched out his hand and shook it in front of his eyes.

Yan Sheng turned his head and looked at him: "Should we take out the stitches tomorrow morning?"

"Okay, let's go out to dismantle after watching the sun." He Zhonghe got up and jumped twice, his legs were numb from sitting, and he was still six or seven away from them, "I'm hungry, let's go get something to eat."

The first to third floors of the shopping mall are mainly clothing and accessories, and the snacks are milk tea and desserts. Afraid that they will get tired of eating hot pot after a while, the two bought snow-topped egg waffles and ate them while strolling.

"Don't move." He Zhonghe suddenly grabbed Yansheng's wrist, "hissed", "I see that you have an unknown evil spirit on this lump of snow, let me get rid of it for you."

After speaking, he took a bite on it.

"Just buy some ice cream." Yan Sheng watched as his own egg was eaten clean on the top of the snow, barely moving underneath.

"It's not that I want to eat it," He Zhonghe said vaguely, "I don't feel sorry for you, I'm afraid that you will hurt your stomach if you take a cold bite later."

"Ah." Yan Sheng smiled, "I'm so touched."

"The essence of the snow top is not that it is cold." He Zhonghe said, "but that the things under it are not cold, which makes it extraordinarily precious."

After the lecture on the preciousness of Xueding finished, the two of them walked a few more steps, and He Zhonghe suddenly paused.

There are many young couples around who are also in this state, boys and girls, holding hands and talking and laughing while shopping, sharing a cup of milk tea and drinking an ice cream, each eating with their tongues.

"Yansheng." He Zhonghe called him.

"Ok?"

"Are we... on a date?"

"I just realized it." Yan Sheng said.

He Zhonghe was thoughtful: "Oh."

The shopping mall is full of children rushing around, families with big bags and small bags, students chasing and playing with each other with popcorn and cola, colorful trains moving slowly while singing nursery rhymes, hurrying to The staff rushing to the event venue on the first floor, the shop assistants distributing balloons and leaflets...

The coats of both of them have been placed in the hot pot restaurant's depository, and they have no coat pockets to carry right now.

"I really want to hold hands, what should I do?" He Zhonghe asked in a low voice.

"The flow of people here is so high that you may meet an acquaintance every half an hour, just like Dr. Liu just now." Yan Sheng said, "The next one may be Zhuang Yuan, Zhang Feichi, Chen Wenlong or Lao Zheng..."

really.He Zhonghe let out a "hmm", a little downcast.

"But isn't it too cruel not to hold hands on a date?" Yan Sheng took out his mobile phone and lit it, "There are three [-] o'clock games after dinner, which one do you choose?"

He Zhonghe immediately rushed over like a withered flower in a cartoon being watered.

An action movie, a children's animated movie, and a horror movie.

He decisively ordered a horror movie.

Yan Sheng hesitated: "Can your little heart do it?"

He Zhonghe patted his chest, "Don't worry, those that can be released in cinemas will not go anywhere."

When I returned to the hot pot restaurant, I just called them, and there was a table for two by the window in the corner.

This restaurant tastes good, and He Zhonghe's Tandian skills are really good.

In fact, the raw materials of each hot pot are similar, mainly depending on the quality of freshness, soup base seasoning and dipping sauce.

This one is a bit more slanted, with a huge beef bone in a pot, the soup base is very fresh, with less hidden salt, and the seasoning will not feel heavy when you eat it.

"Let me take a look at our arrangements for this beautiful holiday." He Zhonghe picked up a spoonful of beef balls and put them on a plate, blowing, "Go to the movies after dinner, go home to celebrate the New Year after watching the movies, and watch the sunrise tomorrow morning, and then go to dismantle it." line, right?"

"Yes." Yan Sheng said, "Be prepared to get up early."

"How early?" He Zhonghe asked.

Yan Sheng flicked his phone a few times: "The sunrise will be around 5 o'clock tomorrow morning, so I guess we will be able to get up at four o'clock."

"There must be a lot of people on the beach." He Zhonghe thought for a while, "You can just squat on the beach tonight, and maybe you won't be able to squeeze into the scenic spot in the morning."

"You can choose a beach that is not a scenic spot." Yan Sheng said, "Go to the basement to get things later, and set up a tent to occupy a place."

He Zhonghe was amused for a long time: "I found that being with you will have quite a lot of wonderful experiences. I have never been to wild mountains before, and I have never been to the beach in the middle of the night. At most, I will go to eat dumplings with my friends."

"After all, you are with Bird Ah Pu." Yan Sheng said.

"Are you open tonight?" He Zhonghe pointed to his phone with his chin through the steaming mist from the hot pot.

"Camp again tomorrow morning." Yan Sheng smiled, "What's the matter, do you still want to grab hot reviews?"

"Don't be so sentimental, I really didn't grab it, it's a coincidence every time, just in time for you to post on Weibo, so I commented on 'sofa'." He Zhonghe also opened Weibo and took a look, "After closing the news of people who have not followed me It was clean, but they all turned to your previous Weibo to find my comments and likes, and the red dots exploded again."

"Are you really not allowed to show your face?" He Zhonghe asked, "I'm so annoyed when I see those spitting fools, so take off the bird's head and hit them in the face."

"After the college entrance examination," Yan Sheng said, "it will be troublesome if people around you see it."

He Zhonghe pondered for a moment: "It's mainly your parents."

"Yeah." Yan Sheng nodded.

"Hurry up for the college entrance examination—" He Zhonghe leaned back in his chair, stretched his arms, and squinted at his hands under the light.

There are not many filmmakers at eight o'clock. They all go home to watch the New Year's Eve party. Now the circle of Hezhonghe is full of girls screaming for their own love Doudou.

Domestic horror films, although we know that they will be decrypted in the end, either the protagonist is schizophrenic or the person who died has twin brothers and sisters, but the style of surprise and surprise is quite exciting.

The hot pot was a bit full, and the two of them only bought two cups of coffee.

Coffee is snow-topped.

Yan Sheng didn't wait for him to say that there was any evil spirit on the top of the snow, and stretched it directly towards He Zhonghe.

He Zhonghe grabbed his hand happily and took a breath.

When he was about to let go, Yan Sheng transferred the coffee to the other hand, put it in the cup holder, and took the hand that He Zhonghe had just taken away into it.

He Zhonghe glanced at the hands of the two, and then at Yansheng.

Yan Sheng looked at the screen, his face was white and blue by the light, his facial features were profound, and his face was calm and calm in the tense BGM of the film.

They are seated in the middle of the last row, and there are people on the left and right sides of the parallel, but they are not in the way.

He Zhonghe slowly approached his face in a rascally manner, with a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth.

When he got close enough to hear Yan Sheng's breathing amidst the screams of the hostess and hostess, he quickly kissed him on the cheek, but when he was about to sit down, Yan Sheng raised his hand and pressed the back of his head.

Yan Sheng tilted his head.

The moment He Zhonghe felt his lips sticking up, He Zhonghe was startled, and his mind began to wander around in a daze.

For example, I don't understand why couples hold small hands and kiss small mouths in the theater.

For example, I don't understand why Yan Sheng can play such a hooligan without being a hooligan at all.

For example, I don't understand why the moment I feel the tip of his tongue moving, my breathing suddenly becomes a little short.

In the second half, He Zhonghe watched the movie and drank coffee, and the snow top in his hand was no longer fragrant.

I didn't watch the movie, anyway, the old-fashioned plot, in the end one of the hero and heroine dies, and the scientific method is deciphered.

The heart beats very fast.

Not only a fast heartbeat, but also some other reactions.

How should I put it... It's not the same as a light kiss on the face or mouth.

So much so that his sitting posture was a bit awkward. Fortunately, the coat was not kept outside, and it could be covered by his legs.

This energy didn't completely dissipate until he left the theater, He Zhonghe breathed a sigh of relief: "Go home?"

Yan Sheng nodded, looked at his phone, it was past ten o'clock.

On the way back, He Zhonghe glanced at him one after another.

Would Yansheng have that kind of reaction just now?

... Or is my concentration too weak, like a Teddy in spring?

But even if there was a reaction, he wouldn't be able to see it. Yan Sheng's expression and movements were well managed.

"What's wrong?" Yan Sheng turned his head.

"No." He Zhonghe quickly closed his eyes and looked ahead, then cleared his throat.

Fuck, clear your throat!

Sure enough, Yan Sheng narrowed his eyes: "What do you want to say?"

He Zhonghe opened his mouth, but before he could make a sound, he heard Yan Sheng say, "I want to ask if Shi Geng was Shi Geng just now?"

He Zhonghe now wishes he had a roll of tape in his hand to seal his mouth.

Or he can escape from the earth and leave this beautiful planet directly.

"The stone has changed." Yan Sheng said, "It's not that I don't|raise."

"...fuck." He Zhonghe admired him so much for his ability to say that he didn't blush at all.

That's right, after all, they are the ones who secretly wrote in the notebook that they were brothers and stuck together.

"That is to say...it's normal to lift at a time like this?" He Zhonghe humbly asked for advice.

"Do you usually don't read anything, and you don't even know what the Yi Jing is?" Yan Sheng was amused by him.

"The movie I've seen is a big series with 580 episodes! The kind that crosses China and the West!" He Zhonghe felt embarrassed, "It's the first time if you don't practice it yourself..."

"...I am a crane," Yan Sheng put his arms around his shoulders, and the two walked slowly under the street lamp, "Is this also called practice? In the 580 episodes of a large series you watch, you only kiss on the lips?"

"Why do you want to try it? Who is afraid of whom?" He Zhonghe raised his eyebrows and glanced at him, then pulled him to quicken his pace, "Hurry up, I can't wait."

"Can't wait for what?" Yan Sheng pretended to be frightened.

"Fuck|you." He Zhonghe looked serious.

The two returned home at the same speed, and Yan Sheng thought he was participating in a walking race.

After changing clothes very tacitly and taking a shower, there is still half an hour at midnight.

In order to prevent Feigou from swearing at the street and interrupting his good deeds, the two lived at Yansheng's house.

From entering the house until now, they have been silent.

The first thing He Zhonghe did after entering the bedroom was to turn off the light, and then quickly walked over to throw himself on Yansheng.

He gnawed and gnawed very fiercely.

The problem was that he still gnawed in the wrong place, Yansheng lay down without saying a word, watching this 580-episode large-scale series was lonely.

"Is it very emotional?" He Zhonghe asked excitedly.

Yan Sheng really couldn't bear to hit him, so he raised his hand to smooth his hair, then touched his face: "Are your cheeks tired from chewing?"

After speaking, he grabbed He Zhonghe's shoulder and turned over.

Before He Zhonghe could react, he ran down by himself, but the breathing|breathing and kisses on his face were overwhelmed, stronger than in the movie theater.

I was dumbfounded.

Another very magical feeling.

There are also some magical voices that sound frightening to themselves but are indeed made by themselves.

Magic.

Where is the magic goose rise.

it's here.

The most fucking amazing thing is that there is a feeling of being stuck in cotton, the whole body is heavy and erratic, and the body is still a little weak and boring.

... The Soul-devouring Beast, this is, it devoured all his strength!

……

[Here is a shameless kiss, but Jinjiang should not allow it to be written in detail, so try to make up for it. 】

……

Yan Sheng stopped.

He Zhonghe quickly rolled to the side and lay down, adjusted his breathing: "...I'm scared."

Yan Sheng lay down next to him and smiled.

"I...I'm going to the bathroom." He Zhonghe got off the bed and disappeared at the door of the bedroom in an instant.

In fact, I went to the bathroom and didn't solve anything, so I just sat in a daze for a while.

It's not because I don't want to solve it, but I think it's weird to solve it now, Yansheng is still in the bedroom.

The feeling just now was completely different from the previous self-entertainment. The very strange state surprised him.

Just as he was still in shock because of a miraculous messy kiss that might have been mixed with something else, he heard Yan Sheng's voice from outside: "It's 55:[-]."

"Here we come!" He Zhonghe hurried out of the bathroom.

After going to the bathroom for a while, he became more awake, and He Zhonghe turned on the bedroom light.

Then he didn't know what to do. He used to scroll through other people's Moments during the New Year's Eve, and then saw that the year on the phone date changed to a number, feeling lost for a while.

"How?" He Zhonghe glanced at the time, "There are still 3 minutes."

"It's just like this, it's not you who want to light the torch." Yan Sheng leaned on the head of the bed, patted the side, "Come in."

"...Can we come here first today? The series can't be finished in one go." He Zhonghe moved to the side of the bed.

"Come in and lie down, isn't it cold outside?" Yan Sheng was helpless.

"Oh." He Zhonghe sneaked in, thought for a while and turned off the light.

Yan Sheng held his hand: "Don't just lie down, you have to make a wish."

"I don't have any wishes, it's good as it is now." He Zhonghe said.

"How's it going?" Yan Sheng looked sideways at him.

"It's just...it's great to stay with you like this." He Zhonghe looked at the ceiling, "Although there are many miscellaneous things and small twists and turns this year, I feel at ease when you are by my side."

"Me too." Yan Sheng said softly, "So I hope to be like this again next year."

"Hey!" He Zhonghe pointed at him, "Why did you say that!"

Yansheng let out a "tsk" and took another breath: "Slipped out, take it back."

He Zhonghe smiled: "Hurry up, I will promise later, the content is the same anyway..."

"You said it too."

"I didn't! I didn't say what it was!" He Zhonghe stared at him.

Just as I was talking, there was a sudden "swish-pop" sound of exploding fireworks outside the window, and someone in the distance stuck their head out of the window and shouted something.

"It's midnight." Yan Sheng said, "Happy New Year."

"Happy New Year." He Zhonghe sat up and hugged him, and was quiet for a few seconds, "It's over."

"That's the end of this year." Yan Sheng said.

"That's right." He Zhonghe glanced at his phone, "Every minute and every second is the same as usual, but it's the next year."

"Yeah." Yan Sheng rubbed him a stupid hair, "Thinking about the New Year's Eve, there is nothing to celebrate. In fact, people are forced to cross. Whether you think about it or not, this year has passed, whether it is good or bad will pass."

"I'm suddenly a little scared." He Zhonghe said.

"What are you afraid of?" Yan Sheng asked softly, stroking the dull hair.

"I'm afraid of the college entrance examination, I'm afraid I won't be able to get into S University, I'm afraid of many things, I'm afraid that this year will be an unfair road before my eyes."

"I'll go with you no matter what, no matter how injustice we can go on." Yan Sheng kissed the top of his head.

"With you by my side, Dao will be flat." He Zhonghe said as he picked up his phone, "Yansheng brand road roller."

Among the bunch of New Year blessings and New Year wishes in Moments, he edited a "Go on".

"Change it, don't use 'down'." Yan Sheng poked his phone a few times.

"Then what's the use?" He Zhonghe thought about it amidst the fireworks outside and the sound of monkeys running into the sky, "Go up?"

"Go in." Yan Sheng changed the words for him, "Go into this year, go smoothly, the road is open, and the street lights are bright."