imaginary rival

Jiang Shiyu slept and had many weird dreams.

When he woke up, his mind was still a little confused. He sat up and was stunned for a long time before recalling what he said to his mother last night.

He told his mother that if he wanted to leave, just tell him one.

This is equivalent to handing over all the choices to mother, but... Jiang Shiyu himself is not so relieved.

After all, it was my mother. If she really left this time, it would be no different from severing the relationship. Her mother was going to pursue her freedom, and she would not look back at her.

Jiang Shiyu felt that his mother didn't love him that much, so she would definitely choose to leave.

At least one more year.

Jiang Shiyu touched the phone and glanced at it. Yan An just sent him a message 10 minutes ago.

- are you awakeWhen are you coming?

Jiang Shiyu got up and went out, and looked outside the house - he had smelled the aroma of food since he woke up - his mother just brought out two bowls of noodles from the kitchen.

"Are you awake?" Mom's expression was a little unnatural, "Come and eat."

"Ah." Jiang Shiyu responded, and first replied to Yan An, "Maybe I have to wait a while" before going to wash up and come out to eat noodles.

After eating, Jiang Shiyu went to wash the dishes, changed his clothes and came out, and the mother and son went directly to Yan An's house.

Mom didn't seem to want to bring up the incident last night, her expression was very calm, to a level of indifference, Jiang Shiyu pursed his lips and looked at the side of the road.

The willow branches are bare, and the branches have been pruned. The original irregular weeping willows have become neat bangs, which has an indescribable awkwardness.

Jiang Shiyu was walking forward, his eyes suddenly swept across the people across the street, he froze for a moment, the people across the street also saw him.

It's Ran Hang.

Ran Hang smiled, instead of waving his hand in an exaggerated greeting, he just smiled. Jiang Shiyu suspected that he had been infected by Lian Zhou, or that the two of them went to make a semi-permanent smile together.

When Jiang Shiyu was about to say hello, Ran Hang looked away, and walked away as if he hadn't seen anything.

Jiang Shiyu was stunned for a while, then turned to look at his mother on the side.

"Do you know that person just now?" Mom asked, "It looks familiar."

"...I don't know him." Jiang Shiyu said.

He was afraid that his mother would think of Ran Hang later, and casually mentioned that this would be very bad for Yan An and Yan An's family.

Fortunately, my mother didn't continue to ask, but just said "Oh" very flatly, and walked forward with Jiang Shiyu.

There are not many people on the street anymore, and no amount of red decorations can cover up the cold atmosphere on the street. This is how it is during the Chinese New Year, and the bustling people are all at home.

Xie Lanlan's family went back to their hometown, and they didn't come back until the third year of junior high school. This place has already gone to the countryside, and a lot of videos of black dogs on mud walls and land were posted in the group. Yan An clicked on the video of the little black dog, and then caught the little hail Come and show it the dog.

If Little Hail were a person, he would be speechless right now. It slapped its paw on the screen and jumped out of Yan An's embrace.

"Xiao An!" Mom shouted, "It's time to come out, your aunt and the others will be here later!"

"Okay!" Yan An put the phone in his pocket, got up and left the bedroom.

Yan An's family has always had few relatives during Chinese New Year, just a little aunt and a little aunt. In recent years, Yan Yaoyao has been added—Yan An's youngest sister, who is only four years old. She talks a lot, and her mother really annoys her.

As soon as I got out of the bedroom door, I went straight into the kitchen, helped my parents prepare the side dishes, and checked whether the ingredients for making dumplings at night were ready.

After everything was ready, the aunts and aunts also came.

While entertaining them, Yan An took out his mobile phone and sent Jiang Shiyu a message: When will you arrive?

- We've reached the gate of the community.

Yan An put the phone in his pocket, turned and shouted to his mother: "I'm going downstairs to buy something!"

"I want to eat snacks!" Yan Yaoyao rushed over, grabbed Yan An's leg and yelled loudly, "Xiao An, Xiao An! I want to eat chocolate!"

"Talk to your mother." Yan An knelt down and tapped her forehead, "I'll buy it for you if she asks you to eat."

The aunt immediately shouted from the side: "Yan Yaoyao, you still eat chocolate, you don't want your teeth anymore, do you?"

Yan Yaoyao immediately shrank back, Yan An was amused seeing her like that, but couldn't be happier after getting out of the elevator.

cold.

The coldness in the south has always ignored any clothes and warm items. It was a magical attack that went straight to the skin. Yan An rubbed his face, put his hands in his pockets, and strode towards the gate of the community.

After taking two steps, he saw Jiang Shiyu and his mother. The two of them were walking in together. Jiang Shiyu was still carrying a box of fruit or something else. Yan An didn't pay attention to it. He was sucked away by Jiang Shiyu.

Jiang Shiyu wore a brightly colored dress today, which is rare for him to wear like this. Except for school uniforms and wardrobes, which are all black, white and gray, for boys of this age, occasionally wearing bright colors can make people's eyes shine.

The hair should have just been washed, it is very fluffy, and it becomes messy when the wind blows, and it looks messy and handsome.

"Hey, Xiao An," Mother Jiang called out, "Why did you come down?"

"Hello, Auntie, I'm out to do some shopping," Yan An said with a smile, "You go up first."

"Ah," Jiang Shiyu quickly realized, "I'll buy it with him."

"Then I'll go up first," Jiang's mother smiled, "You two come up quickly."

Yan An quickly replied "Okay", then watched Jiang's mother go away, and then turned to look at Jiang Shiyu.

"What?" Jiang Shiyu put his hands in his pockets and looked at him with a smile.

"How is it? Did your mother talk to you in the morning?" Yan An asked quickly.

"No, she didn't say anything," Jiang Shiyu said, "Maybe she's still thinking about it."

Yan An nodded seriously: "It's okay, at least I can live this year with peace of mind."

Jiang Shiyu smiled and said nothing.

Yan An didn't have anything to buy when he came down. The canteen in the supermarket at the door closed on time at two o'clock in the afternoon. Yan An went in and bought some snacks and drinks, and went back with Jiang Shiyu with them.

Yan An's aunt and sister-in-law are very nice, and they are not at all curious why outsiders come to the family who celebrate the Chinese New Year, so they talk and laugh like family members, and even make out the necessary items for the Chinese New Year, and ask about their grades.

"Jiang Shiyu's grades are pretty good." Yan An reported Jiang Shiyu's final score this year.

"Oh, not bad!" The aunt clapped her hands and said with a smile, "How much is Xiaoan's test score this year?"

Yan An clicked his tongue and said: "Although I have improved, but this result cannot be compared with that of Jiang Shiyu, you know? The comparison is too big..."

"Xiao An is an idiot!" Yan Yaoyao shouted at the top of his voice.

"Little kid," Yan An glared at her, and then introduced to Jiang Shiyu, "This is my sister, Yan Yaoyao."

Yan Yaoyao immediately raised his head and looked at Jiang Shiyu.

"Hello." Jiang Shiyu smiled at her.

"Are you good at studying?" Yan Yaoyao asked with his head tilted.

"It's okay." Jiang Shiyu said with a smile.

"My mother said that people who are good at studying wear glasses." Yan Yaoyao stretched out his hand, wanting to touch Jiang Shiyu's glasses, but his sister-in-law pushed her back, "What's the matter?"

"You can't touch other people's things casually," the aunt said, "Didn't I tell you?"

Yan Yaoyao paused obviously, then stuck out her tongue and said with a smile: "I forgot! I'm sorry!"

Jiang Shiyu looked at her, then at Yan An.

"What's wrong?" Yan An asked inexplicably.

"It's nothing." Jiang Shiyu said with a smile.

Yan Yaoyao and Yan An look quite alike, to be precise, they should look quite similar to Yan An when he was a child.

The personality is also a bit similar.

Whether it was Xie Zhu or Yan Yaoyao, Yan An could play with them, and it could be seen that the two children liked Yan An very much.

From the moment he entered the door, Yan Yaoyao followed Yan An all the time, sitting together as if they were glued together, unable to separate them for a minute, and when the New Year's Eve dinner was ready, she was still sticking to Yan An's side.

"We'll make dumplings after we finish eating later," Yan An said to Jiang Shiyu, "Is it too late?"

"It's too late," Jiang Shiyu said, "Don't you need to chat with your sister-in-law and play mahjong or something?"

"No need," Yan An said, "My main task today is to make dumplings."

"... Oh." Jiang Shiyu narrowed his eyes and smiled.

Making dumplings, for those who are not skilled in operation, pays attention to fate. When the hands are squeezed and closed, the dumplings made out of strange shapes.

After Yan An wrapped the fourth item, whether it was a dumpling or a box, he threw aside Jiang Shiyu's freshly rolled skin, and said helplessly, "You wrap it."

"I said I'll come," Jiang Shiyu laughed uncontrollably, "You have to do it yourself."

"Then damn it, I didn't think so, this is our first dumpling since we got together," Yan An said with a frown, "We have to make it together."

"I'll teach you," Jiang Shiyu quickly rolled out a few skins, then picked up one at random, and walked to Yan An's side, "Do it like this."

how?

Jiang Shiyu made it so fast that Yan An didn't see clearly at all, so he took another dumpling wrapper and wrapped it again.

Yan An saw Jiang Shiyu's hands. His white hands were covered with some flour, his fingertips were slightly red, and his fingers were flexible. Quickly packed up.

"You can't eat with your hands." Jiang Shiyu said.

"Ah." Yan An didn't react.

"At least not before the college entrance examination," Jiang Shiyu said, "I still have to write papers."

Yan An said "Oh", and suddenly raised his eyes to look at Jiang Shiyu after a while.

"I'm sick." Jiang Shiyu smiled, and answered Yan An's upcoming question "Are you sick?"

Yan An stared at him for a while, then suddenly became happy, and said, "Put down the dumplings."

Jiang Shiyu glanced at him, and as soon as he put down the dumplings, Yan An leaned over and kissed him, and quickly reached out to wipe Jiang Shiyu's waist.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Shiyu said with a smile, "Playing hooligans is becoming more and more aboveboard."

"This is called skilled operation." Yan An said with a smile.

Jiang Shiyu wiped his hands on the apron, turned his head and kissed Yan An on the lips, Yan An smiled, and continued to fight with Suiyuan's dumplings.

It's a good feeling.

Outside are the most familiar relatives, and beside them are the people I like the most. It is lively and chatting outside. They are in the kitchen, cooking and kissing each other from time to time.

This is probably the life Jiang Shiyu imagined.

In the future...if her mother doesn't leave and Yan An can come out of the closet, they will probably be able to live such a life.

Cooking with people is a very happy thing.

Jiang Shiyu watched the dumplings of different sizes taking shape in Yan An's hands, and wanted to laugh, but it wasn't the emotion of ridicule or being amused.

Just a pleasure.

Very satisfied.

want to laugh.

"If you know that a meal of dumplings can make you happy like this, I'll take you to eat dumplings earlier," Yan An said while making dumplings, "As expected of a northerner, the dumplings are engraved in DNA."

"Shut up." Jiang Shiyu said something speechless, still a little bit wanting to laugh.

He looked at Yan An, leaned over again, and was about to kiss Yan An on the lips, when the kitchen door was suddenly pushed open.

Jiang Shiyu immediately froze, and almost at the same time, Yan An pushed Jiang Shiyu away.

Yan Yaoyao walked in and shouted loudly: "Xiao An! My mother asked me to come and play with you! She doesn't want me anymore!"

Yan An raised his eyes to look at Jiang Shiyu, because of being overly nervous, his breathing became short of breath, his chest heaved too much, and the two of them looked as if they had just run eight hundred miles in the kitchen.

"Xiao'an!" Yan Yaoyao called out again.

"Huh?" Yan An came back to his senses, looked at her, and smiled, "Come and make dumplings with us."

imaginary rival