strange neighbor

"It's cold, let's go." Jiang Duo pulled his arm, stopped a taxi and the two got into the back seat.

The air conditioner in the taxi was turned on very warmly, and Ding Shijin's alcohol slowly picked up as he turned on the cold and hot, and everything around him seemed unreal. He tilted his head and leaned against the car window, and then stretched out a hand He supported his head and pressed his head on his shoulder.

"What are you doing..." He gasped, feeling dizzy and uncomfortable.

Jiang Duo's voice was low: "Why not, go to sleep, I'll call you when we arrive."

The taxi stopped at the gate of the community. After paying the fare, Jiang Duo turned his head and saw Ding Shijin sleeping soundly. He shook his head, got out of the car first, then bent down, and passed under Ding Shijin's body with both hands. , picked him up by the waist, and walked back step by step.

"Ajin, where is the key?" Jiang Duo asked standing at the door.

"Pocket." He spoke clearly and looked sober.

Jiang Duo put him on the ground, but it seemed that Ding Shijin's legs were a little weak, and he always slid down unconsciously. Jiang Duo could only support him with one hand, and feel in his pocket with the other hand.

"No, Ah Jin, think again, where is the key?" His voice was very low, with obvious coaxing.

"... in hand."

Jiang Duo didn't know whether to laugh or cry, this guy was really drunk again, he had no choice but to take Ding Shijin back to his home.

After hugging and helping him to the bedroom, Ding Shijin sat up as soon as he took off his shoes: "Where did you go?"

Jiang Duo froze for a moment: "I didn't go anywhere."

"fraud."

"what?"

After saying this, Ding Shijin lay down again.

Jiang Duo sat down, raised his eyebrows and poked his arm: "What did I lie to?"

But Ding Shijin didn't say a word, didn't lift his eyelids, he seemed to be asleep, Jiang Duo looked at his face helplessly, every time Ding Shijin was drunk, he was always different from usual, he seemed to be It was more lively, he only turned on a small lamp by the bed, Ding Shijin covered his eyes with one hand, moved his lips, thinking he was going to say something, Jiang Duo bent down to listen, but nothing but breathing No sound was heard.

Sighing, he straightened up, his gaze was deep, and he scanned Ding Shijin's sleeping face inch by inch. He remembered what Fat Brother said to him at night. He thought that Fat Brother was drunk, but he didn't expect Fat Brother to sit until Beside him, there was a confession first, which moved his brother who had traveled all the way back, and then began to look back on the years the two had known each other, and finally changed the subject: "Duo'er, are you interested in Ding'er? "

"What do you mean?"

The fat brother smiled knowingly: "Look at you, you have never moved your eyes away from Ding'er this night. Not only today, I found that wherever there is Ding'er, your eyes are like dogs seeing you." It's..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Jiang Duo raised his eyebrows, but his eyes were heavy, and he patted his mouth: "It's like a wolf seeing meat."

Jiang Duo still smiled and didn't speak, and turned the cup carelessly with his fingers. The fat brother patted him on the shoulder: "You think the fat brother is drunk, but in fact, the fat brother is like a mirror in his heart."

"That's right, I really like him." Jiang Duo admitted graciously, at first he thought it was the lingering poison that was at work, but when he went to find Si Shaojun last time, Xiaotong accidentally slipped his mouth, and he knew that his lingering poison had long since cleared up It's clean, as for why Third Master Si lied to him, I can guess with my toes that it was the one who was taking revenge on him for questioning his medical skills at the time.

When he came back to his senses, Jiang Duo looked at Ding Shijin's sleeping face, very well-behaved. Thinking of the touch of his cheek last time, it seemed that the temperature still remained on his fingertips, which made him uncontrollably stretch out his hand to touch it again. go up.

His fingertips brushed against Ding Shijin's eyebrows. These are Ajin's eyebrows, which usually tend to be wrinkled.

Then there is the nose, which is tall and straight, but the curvature is very soft, and the thin nostrils are trembling slightly with breathing.

Finally, the lips, very light rose color, very soft...

Ding Shijin seemed to feel an itch and moved a bit, but he didn't wake up, Jiang Duo lowered his head in fascination.

"Do you want to kiss me?" said the lips parting and closing.

As soon as he woke up, he was about to sit up straight, but the back of his neck was pulled, Ding Shijin's hand pressed down hard, and their lips touched together.

There was a soft and warm touch on his lips, and Jiang Duo felt that his breathing was stagnant for a while, and it took him a while to recover, but the people under him had already breathed evenly.

He straightened up, looked at Ding Shijin's sleeping face, smiled helplessly, and touched his lips uncontrollably with his fingers, as if a heart was about to jump out of his chest.

Jiang Duo sighed, Ding Shijin really has the ability to flirt, and now he is hot because of a superficial kiss, he unbuttoned his clothes and went into the bathroom.

In the morning, Ding Shijin was awakened by the light. He opened his eyes. The aftereffect of a hangover was turning everywhere, and his temples were a little swollen. He closed his eyes for a while before opening them. He looked at the room, which was an unfamiliar environment. .

He turned over and got out of bed, and when he opened the door, he saw a figure in the kitchen, with his upper body bare, and the slacks stuck loosely around his waist, showing the edge of his underwear.

"Are you awake?" Jiang Duo turned around and smiled when he heard the voice.

"Ah."

"Go wash your face and eat right away." He turned off the fire and lifted the lid of the pot.

"Why am I at your house?" Ding Shijin asked.

Jiang Duo put a bowl of steaming chicken soup in front of him, with a teasing look on his face: "What are you talking about, I asked you where the key was last night, it was in your pocket for a while, and it was in your hand for a while. I can bring you back, after all, such a cute Ajin can easily be picked up at the door."

Ding Shijin rolled his eyes and didn't bother with him: "It's actually under the mat at the door."

Jiang Duo choked when he heard the words, and gave him a thumbs up.

Thinking of what happened last night, he paused for a second before thinking about it and said, "Do you remember what happened after you got drunk?"

"what's up?"

As expected, Jiang Duo comforted himself: "It's okay, let's eat, I know you have a bad appetite in the morning, so drink some soup to whet your appetite."

While eating, Jiang Duo took the initiative to mention to him the situation of meeting Qihao this time: "His mental condition seems to be getting worse."

"Really?" Ding Shijin stirred the soup in the bowl. He had to say that Jiang Duo's cooking skills were really good. The chicken soup was delicious and not greasy, and he drank more than half of the bowl even though he had no appetite.

"Well, half a month after I went back, I have fainted four times. If it's just an ordinary faint, it's fine, but..." Jiang Duo frowned and recalled carefully: "It seems that there are signs of split personality. "

When he saw the pale and handsome boy, he was sitting in the yard with his clothes on. The weather outside was more than [-] degrees below zero, but he seemed to be unaware of the cold, sitting alone on a small stool, his eyes were empty .

"Qihao." Jiang Duo stepped on the freshly fallen snow and walked over.

Qi Hao raised his head and saw Jiang Duo, his eyes flashed in disbelief, and then he put on a smile: "Brother Jiang Duo? Why are you here?"

Jiang Duo smiled, seeing his exposed skin turned red from the cold: "Come and see you, you left too quickly, how is your recovery?"

"It's good, brother Jiang Duo, come in quickly, it's cold outside."

After entering the door, I found no one at home: "Only you?"

"Well, my uncle is working outside and won't be back until evening." Qi Hao poured a cup of hot water and put it in front of him.

Suddenly the soles of his feet went limp, and he almost fell to the ground. Jiang Duo quickly pulled him back: "Are you all right?"

"It's all right, but I don't know why something went wrong after I was discharged from the hospital, and I always fainted for no reason."

Jiang Duo didn't answer right away. He seemed to feel another kind of aura when Qi Hao fainted just now, thinking of him stretching out his hand to Qi Hao: "Let me help you see."

There was a slight expression on his face, Qihao carefully observed his expression: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing. It's probably because your body is too weak. You can exercise more when you fully recover." Jiang Duo smiled, then thought of something, and took out an amulet from his pocket: "Wear it around your neck, congratulations Your little gift from the hospital."

"Thank you Jiang Duo."

Ding Shijin was in a daze after hearing the word Jiangcheng: "Qihao's uncle's home is in Jiangcheng?"

"yes……"

"Jiangcheng...is it snowing?"

"Well, there was a lot of snow, and the whole city was completely white, which was very beautiful."

"Oh."

Jiang Duo watched Ding Shijin drink the soup with his eyes downcast, the expression on his face was the same as usual, but his fingers turned white as he pinched the spoon hard, obviously trying to control his emotions, he stood up and walked into the study, holding the spoon after a while. A small box was placed in front of Ding Shijin.

"What is this?" Ding Shijin asked.

"open to take a look."

It was a box of yellow-orange-orange corn crisps.

"This is..." Ding Shijin held the edge of the box, blinked twice before looking up at Jiang Duo.

"I wanted to bring it to you after dinner. I heard from Liang Wang that your hometown is from Jiangcheng. I've inquired about it. This seems to be a very classic Jiangcheng snack. Do you want to try it authentic or not?"

Ding Shijin hadn't been home for six years. Ever since his grandmother passed away, he had forgotten what cornbread should taste like. But at this moment, he couldn't refuse the kindness of the person opposite him. He picked up a piece and took a bite. It had a light sweetness and The smell of corn filled his mouth, and his throat was a little tight: "It's delicious."

The days passed peacefully for a while, and Christmas was coming soon, and the festive atmosphere on the streets gradually became stronger, with Christmas trees, Santa Claus and other classic festive configurations that could be seen everywhere.

There is a huge Christmas tree in the center of Hangcheng, which lights up when night falls, and there are quite a lot of people taking pictures around it. It has become a kind of holy place for Christmas punching. There are many businesses and stalls around the Christmas tree. , selling a wide variety of things, from milk tea, clothing to all kinds of weird gadgets.

There was a small stall surrounded by a lot of young people. The things on the stall were very simple, and they were various shapes of Santa Claus dolls, but they were cute and naive, which attracted many people's attention. The boss sitting behind the stall was A half-year-old child, he was wearing a woolen hat, his entire face was hidden in a scarf, and only his two round eyes were exposed. After a while, many of those dolls were bought, leaving only sporadic A few of them stayed alone in the stall with the stall owner.

"How much is this?" A young mother led her daughter to squat in front of the stall, picked up a Santa Claus who was blowing the trumpet and asked.

"Ten yuan." The stall owner spoke in a correct manner, with each pause.

"Okay, then I'll take two." The young mother paid the money, took a pair of Santa Clauses and left.

The stall owner sat on the stall, staring at her back until she disappeared.

The author says:

Broken sleep! !