imaginary rival

Jiang Shiyu put the dishes on the table, turned back to the kitchen without looking at the sofa again.

Xie Lanlan pushed Yan An away with a face full of disgust: "Anyway, it's not what you think."

"Ah." Yan An looked at her, then turned to look at the kitchen door.

"Who you two like has nothing to do with me," Xie Lanlan clasped her hands together and bowed to Yan An, "Don't beat me."

"Sister—" Hearing this sentence, Xie Zhu turned to look at Xie Lanlan.

"Oh, I didn't swear, you heard me wrong," Xie Lanlan waved her hand and continued to say to Yan An, "Do you want to know who he likes?"

"...No," Yan An laughed dryly, "it's none of my business who he likes, I'm just afraid that he will do something to you, just...it would be awkward for me to be in the middle, if it wasn't for you... ...I don't care who he likes, really."

Xie Lanlan glanced at him, Gogou said nothing, took Xie Zhu to wash his hands.

It is a fine tradition to wash hands before meals, and Yan An also went to wash his hands after the two sisters came out. Yan An stared at himself in the mirror for a while, and a man wandered in from the door. Jiang Shiyu glanced at him, and went to the sink. Stand aside: "Wash your hands?"

"...I'm not in the toilet posture." Yan An said, after washing his hands, he gave up his seat to Jiang Shiyu, and waited at the door. He didn't leave, and he didn't know why he was waiting, anyway. up.

Jiang Shiyu looked delicate and clean, and he did everything cleanly, with a sense of refreshment. Yan An didn't know why he could see the refreshment when he washed his hands. Anyway, he didn't return until Jiang Shiyu turned off the water. Excessive.

"Hand." Jiang Shiyu said.

"Huh? I've washed it." Yan An looked at him.

"Hand." Jiang Shiyu repeated.

Yan An was stunned, and stretched out his hand. Jiang Shiyu immediately held his hand, and his fingertips seemed to rub against his palm. Before he could react, Jiang Shiyu said, "That one."

"...Do you have any obsessions that you can't tell?" Yan An was relieved, and extended his hand to him.

Jiang Shiyu ignored him, shook both hands seriously, looked up at Yan An, opened his arms and hugged him very hard.

Yan An's mind went blank for a moment, and when Jiang Shiyu hugged him, the scent of laundry detergent on his body rushed towards him, turning into countless tiny particles and exploding in his body, making his blood almost boil.

He also felt Jiang Shiyu gently rubbing his back twice, and then he put down his arms and left as if nothing happened. Yan An was stunned for a while, then walked out in a daze, and sat down at the dining table Still a little bit confused.

There is an urge to kick the river under the table.

what does it mean?

"Uncle, won't you come back for dinner tonight?" Xie Lanlan helped to serve the meal.

"His company dinner, don't care about him," Yan's mother brought out a few bottles of drinks, and said to the children with a smile, "Eat first, don't go out to play after eating, school starts tomorrow, you go to bed early."

"Okay." Several people responded.

School starts tomorrow.

The coming of the third year of senior high school is not as grand as imagined, it comes quietly and does not make people feel too much, but it will faintly come to an irresistible position, and everyone is forced or takes the initiative to look up Put on a face, waiting for the arrival of the college entrance examination.

Yan An still didn't have any real feelings about the third year of high school. After eating, he sent Xie Lanlan and the others back, and brought Jiang Shiyu to the gate of the community before returning. He collected all the books and papers on the table. There is a feeling of emptiness.

The news of Jiang Shiyu's arrival came more than ten minutes later. Yan An took a look and gave him an ok sign back.

Then no more contact.

Jiang Shiyu put away all his summer homework, set the alarm clock, and knocked on the door at this time.

He froze for a moment before saying, "Come in."

I was a little surprised that my mother would knock on the door when she entered his room.

Mother put a card on the table, looked at Jiang Shiyu, and said, "I'm going on a business trip in two days, probably for a long time, you take care of yourself, the password of the card is your birthday."

Jiang Shiyu nodded and didn't say much.

"...It's the third year of high school, study hard," Mom finished, and paused, "But you must also pay attention to your health. If you are too busy, invite someone to cook at home, or eat at your Uncle Yan's house, and give them living expenses Just do it."

"I see." Jiang Shiyu said.

Mom nodded, turned and walked out.

Jiang Shiyu took a shower and came out, fell on the bed, touched his phone and looked through the chat records between him and Yan An, and finally fell asleep in a daze, and had a messy dream.

In the first half of the dream, he was obviously being chased by all kinds of ghosts. Various female ghosts in red clothes and white clothes who couldn't comb their hair chased him for most of the night, and chased him into a big house. Ran Hang stood in the room, looking at him gloomily.

Jiang Shiyu's goosebumps arose, and just as he took a step back, his whole body fell down, into a large mass of soft cotton or something.

Yan An suddenly appeared here, pressed on him, and hugged him very hard.

The skin was close to each other, and he could feel the comfortable heat from Yan An's body.

Fingers running down the skin, Jiang Shiyu fixedly looked into Yan An's eyes, moved his hands greedily on his body, and Yan An also looked straight at him.

Then there's the strength of the hug.

They stick together as if someone glued them with 502, Jiang Shiyu likes this kind of complete contact, tight hugs, human-to-human skin-to-skin contact, it’s a bit embarrassing to like it Yan An sat up and looked at him, touched his lower abdomen with his hand, and then went down...

Jiang Shiyu opened his eyes suddenly, threw off the blanket covering his body, stumbled off the bed, and rushed to the living room to pour a glass of water.

Cold water can't completely cut off the heat in the body. The dream feels too real, as if he really hugged Yan An so firmly and earnestly. Jiang Shiyu stood in the living room for a while, but the bottom still didn't stop, he sighed He took a deep breath, went back to the room and touched the phone, and found Yan An's dialog box.

Pointing to the screen to flip through the Internet, Jiang Shiyu found one of the voices sent by Yan An from his memory. He took out the earphones, put them on, opened the waistband of his trousers and clicked on the voice at the same time.

Brother Xiaoyu.

Jiang Shiyu kind of forgot when Yan An started calling him that.

But it's good, just hearing this title makes people feel... The relationship between the two of them is unusual, and it can also arouse some unspeakable desires at certain times.

The movements of his hands gradually accelerated, Jiang Shiyu threw the phone aside, looked at the ceiling, and recalled the things in his dream, as if the heat came again.

After a while, Jiang Shiyu snorted, his mind went blank for a moment before he took out a few pieces of paper to wipe it clean, then pulled up his pants, went to the toilet to wash his hands, and came back to check his phone. Order more.

Let go.

It's so freeing.

It seemed that once he realized that Yan An also liked him, his mind began to rush towards the direction of being banned.

He sighed, turned over and buried his face in the pillow, recalled what he had done, and cursed in a low voice: "Fuck."

"Xiao An? Are you up yet?" Mom knocked on the door early in the morning, "Don't be late."

"Ah—" Yan An replied vaguely, "I see!"

The sound of footsteps gradually faded away, Yan An turned over, and the little hailstone immediately slapped his face on his face. Ann opened her eyes, threw Little Hail aside and yawned.

Little Hail immediately jumped onto his lap and sat down, meowing ferociously a few times.

"Meow meow meow meow," Yan An pointed at it and cursed, "Meow meow meow!"

Little Hail was stunned for a while, then turned and left.

Yan An sat cross-legged, and enjoyed himself for a long time. The phone rang before he got out of bed, while answering the phone: "Hello?"

"Huh? You're already up?" Jiang Shiyu was a little surprised. In the past, Yan An only got up after three phone calls.

"Get up, awesome," Yan An said in a good mood, "I told Xie Lanlan to wake up, let's go eat beef noodles this morning, I haven't eaten for a long time."

"It hasn't been long." Jiang Shiyu smiled, "You can call her."

Yan An responded, hung up the phone and began to wake Xie Lanlan up.

Jiang Shiyu waited for them downstairs in the community ahead of time. Yan An and the others came very quickly, making a lot of noise early in the morning, with excitement written all over their faces, like elementary school students going on a spring outing.

It's very strange, although I haven't been away from school for many days, but I feel a sense of novelty like entering school for the first time, probably because of the psychological distance given by the name summer vacation.

"Morning!" Yan An excitedly ran over.

"Morning," Jiang Shiyu smiled, and turned to Xie Lanlan again, "Good morning."

Xie Lanlan raised her eyebrows. When Yan An wanted to say something, when her hand was about to touch her, she suddenly dodged aside: "Don't touch me."

"Tsk." Yan An looked at her.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Shiyu looked at the two of them amusedly.

"Who knows what's wrong," Yan An walked forward, "I've been nagging so early in the morning."

"Are you talking about it?" Xie Lanlan looked at Jiang Shiyu with a smile.

Jiang Shiyu laughed for a while, then shook his head: "I'm not talking about it."

"Are you two chatting behind my back again?" Yan An walked back and grabbed Jiang Shiyu, "Let's go, don't engage in small groups."

Xie Lanlan sneered, and walked quickly with her schoolbag, leaving Jiang Shiyu and Yan An in place. Jiang Shiyu thought for a while, and raised his arm to hook Yan An's shoulder. Yan An looked at him in surprise. Him: "Yo."

"Oh shit," Jiang Shiyu felt an indescribable sense of comfort after he and Yan An stuck together, and said with a smile, "Let's go."

Yan An smiled.

The third year of senior high school was more intense than expected. The main reason was that the atmosphere was tense. Everyone got mixed up in the atmosphere that if you don’t study, you will die. The countdown to the college entrance examination was posted early in the classroom. It took a long time for Yan An to get used to the nervousness and Urgent atmosphere.

Jiang Shiyu looked quite normal, but Xie Lanlan was not good, she was tired and thin, the little girl was already thin, but she lost a lot of weight, and her family thought she was sick, so she had to be taken to the hospital for an examination. It turned out to be too much pressure.

"With our two atmosphere groups by your side, are you still under too much pressure?" Yan An stared at her, "Do you want to go to Tsinghua University or Peking University?"

"Not at all, just...do you know how good Sun Ke's grades are?" Xie Lanlan sighed, "I just thought, there is no hope of being admitted to a school, at least one city..."

Yan An was stunned for a while, apparently not expecting such a profound reason.

In less than a year, they will go their separate ways.

At that time, there will be no such comfortable time for the trio to sit and eat together every day.

Jiang Shiyu brought over the noodles from several people, put the bowl without coriander in front of Yan An, glanced at him, then at Xie Lanlan: "What's wrong with him?"

"Suddenly awakened by me." Xie Lanlan took the chopsticks, "Don't worry about him."

Jiang Shiyu frowned and looked at Yan An, and lightly touched Yan An's knee with his hand under the table: "What's wrong?"

"Huh? It's nothing." Yan An came back to his senses and asked hesitantly, "What school do you want to go to?"

Before Jiang Shiyu could speak, Yan An continued: "Should we both go to the same school? It might be a bit difficult to go to the same school. We... we are like them, going to the same city."

"We are a couple," Xie Lanlan looked at Yan An, "What are you two?"

Yan An was stunned for a while, then said slowly, "Father and son."

Jiang Shiyu kicked him.

Yan An smiled, just at this time the phone in his pocket vibrated, he glanced at it, got up and went outside to answer the phone.

It took a long time to answer this call, and the noodles were all congealed into a big lump. Jiang Shiyu put down his chopsticks, got up and went out to look for Yan An, and found that Yan An had hung up the phone long ago, but he didn't put the phone in his pocket. Is pinched in the hand, back to the shop standing at the door.

Jiang Shiyu had a bad premonition, and walked over: "What are you thinking?"

"Jiang Shiyu." Yan An turned to look at him, with a little doubt and confusion in his eyes.

"Huh?" Jiang Shiyu responded.

"Aunt Wang called me." Yan An frowned, "She said...Ran Hang is going to be discharged from the hospital."

"Who?" Jiang Shiyu didn't respond.

"...Ran Hang," Yan An was equally at a loss, "She said that Ran Hang's examinations were all normal, and she was going to be discharged from the hospital this weekend, and asked me...would you like to pick him up together?"