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The two of them were silent along the way, one pretended to be silent, the other couldn't speak, so they could only rack their brains in silence, trying to figure out how to respond.

Today's injury was an accident. Xiaoman didn't expect to run into Zheng Anning again on the first day of work. When he was about to report to Zheng Lan's office, he found that Zheng Lan was not there, but Zheng Anning was sitting on her office chair, as if he knew it in advance. He will go today, as if he was here specially waiting for him, the corners of his eyes were still crooked when he knocked on the door and entered, "Brother Xiaoman, I have been waiting for you for a long time, why did you come?"

Xiaoman was stunned when he saw him, and kept opening the door, with his left hand still on the door frame, only reacted when he saw Zheng Anning wearing a red shirt with the word "volunteer" printed on it, closed the door, and faced Zheng Anning smiled and asked in sign language: "Are you a volunteer at school? It's great. I haven't seen you since the last basketball game. How was your injury?"

After Xiao Man asked, he added: "I apologize to you on Xi Wei's behalf."

Zheng Anning didn't answer Xiao Man's question, but quietly read Xiao Man's last sentence, retracted the corners of her eyes, and looked at Xiao Man with deep eyes, the meaning in her eyes was unclear.

Xiaoman shrank his neck when he saw him, moved a few steps to the side, did not meet his gaze, and looked elsewhere.

Zheng Anning returned to her usual smile, but her tone seemed hurt, "Brother Xiaoman, why are you apologizing for him? You say that like you are saying that you and Li Xiwei are one."

Xiaoman touched the tip of his nose with his hand in embarrassment, but he was still ready to tell Zheng Anning the truth, and said in sign language: "You can say that, he is my boyfriend now."

The smile on Zheng Anning's face froze a bit, and he remained motionless for a few minutes, then slowly said, "Then Brother Xiaoman, have you slept with him?"

Xiao Man didn't expect Zheng Anning to ask such a direct question, he would ask such a private question casually, waving his hands back and forth, without expressing a complete sentence.

Zheng Anning looked at Xiao Man's incoherent sign language expression, and continued: "It seems that there is no, then can I chase Brother Xiao Man? I also like Brother Xiao Man very much. I liked it when I was young, when I was very young."

"I'm sorry, I have a boyfriend." Xiaoman was surprised by Zheng Anning's sudden confession, but he refused without thinking. After he finished speaking, he lowered his arms and stood aside, waiting for Zheng Lan to come back.

Zheng Anning didn't make things difficult for him anymore, he said a few words, and changed the subject, "Brother Xiaoman, I just finished the college entrance examination, and I will be in this school for the whole summer vacation, with, you, together."

Zheng Anning said the last few words very slowly, and wanted to continue. Zheng Lan had already opened the door and entered the office. She looked very busy. She only drank a few sips of water, and went out after explaining to the two of them quickly. .

Xiaoman and Zheng Anning went to the classroom they were assigned to. Before they reached the door of the class, they had already heard all kinds of chaotic and noisy voices, the comforting voices of teachers and parents, occasionally mixed with the strange roars of children, and the sound of slapping the table .

Xiaoman has already expected that the first day of school is always difficult. A group of children who originally lived in a silent world will leave their parents, their familiar environment and comfort zone, and suddenly come to a strange place and feel scared. Resistance is a normal reaction.

Xiaoman entered the classroom through the back door, and happened to see two children in the back row fighting. Xiaoman and Zheng Anning ran over to pull the two of them away. When the parents of the children found out, they rushed into the classroom. They were also extremely agitated. An Ning was pushed aside by a muscular man, and Xiao Man was right beside him. She wanted to help him, but she accidentally bumped into the corner of the table and was injured like this.

In the end, Zheng Anning told Zheng Lan that he was injured to protect him, and then all the teachers in the office said the same, as if the whole thing seemed to be true, but it was not the case when it was said.

Xiaoman had already figured out his words along the way, bypassing Zheng Anning's part, and only said that he was accidentally injured.

The night was getting darker, and the blue and black sky gradually shrouded Nancheng, and the street lights on the street were also turned on. Through the rear window of the taxi, the silhouettes of the two were blurred.

Xiaoman's left hand was always held in Li Xiwei's palm. When he got out of the car, he was already sweating, and his palm and back were a little wet.

As soon as he arrived downstairs in the community, the phone in Xiaoman's pocket rang, it was a text message notification tone, and he intuitively felt that the person who sent the message must be Zheng Anning.Today, his phone fell out of his pocket during the fight. Zheng Anning saw it and took his phone over, and finally saved his number.

Xiao Man remembered what Li Xiwei said before to tell him not to contact Zheng Anning again, and subconsciously squeezed his pocket tightly with his left hand.

Li Xiwei didn't pay attention to the text messages at first, but when he saw the reaction of the people beside him, he let go of his hand, frowned sideways to look at Xiaoman, spread his palms and stretched out his hand in front of him, "Take out the phone."

Xiao Man had no choice but to take out his phone, and it was indeed a text message from Zheng Anning, and the note displayed on the page was "An Ning", which was also noted by Zheng Anning himself.

Li Xiwei first stared at the note for a while, then clicked on the message, Xiaoman also weighed his feet, and carefully leaned towards his chest.

"Brother Xiaoman, does your head still hurt? I'm sorry, I hurt you because of me. Can I understand that you care about me, after all, it's your subconscious reaction."

Li Xiwei had just finished reading it, and then came in with a second message: "Brother Xiaoman, I really like you. I'm no worse than Li Xiwei. Think about what I said to you today, and wait for your reply."

Xiaoman also finished reading the two messages, and stretched out his hand nervously beside Li Xiwei, unable to take the phone away, and finally grabbed Li Xiwei's clothes instead.

Li Xiwei read the two text messages repeatedly for a long time. His face was darker than the sky, and his fingers pinched the phone to press the screen. The veins on the back of his hand were protruding. Finally, he pressed the lock screen button, the screen turned black, and the text message disappeared. He asked Xiaoman, "Go home." , you tell me?"

His voice was not loud, but it carried a sense of oppression after he had endured it to the utmost, and he seemed to be covered in a layer of ice. Xiaoman shivered from the cold, and wanted to take a step back, but Li Xiwei hugged his waist and tightened his arms , unable to move.

Xiaoman was half-embraced by Li Xiwei and returned home. As soon as he entered the door, he let go of Xiaoman and dropped the phone on the sofa. With a bang, the phone finally bounced off the sofa and landed on the carpet.

He took out a pen and paper from the study again, "When you get home, tell me what's going on with you and Zheng Anning! What did you promise me last time? You promised that I would not have any contact with him again."

Xiaoman was holding a pen in his hand, his fingers were tangled together, and his nails were poking at the white paper. He remembered what Li Xiwei said to him at the alley when he moved him last time. He obviously didn't even give him a chance or time to refute. When a person gives domineering orders, he is required to abide by the rules he sets.

But as far as the matter is concerned, the text message just now is too ambiguous, anyone who reads it will think too much, and he himself does not want to get too involved with Zheng Anning. If the current Li Xiwei is oppressing him, then every time he sees Zheng Anning , what he brought him was inexplicable panic from all directions.

It was already two hours after Xiaoman explained everything to Li Xiwei clearly, and said that he would not have any relationship with Zheng Anning.

Li Xiwei only had one sentence: "Don't go to work tomorrow."

Xiaoman disagreed. He sat on the sofa and didn't write any more words. He really wanted to stay in the school. He himself went to a special school before. Because of his own experience, he knows that deaf-mute children are more important than normal ones. It is not easy for the child to pay more for his studies and education. He very much hopes that he can do something, even if it is only sporadic.

Li Xiwei sat on the sofa in silence for a long time. Xiaoman thought that according to his domineering personality, he would stick to his decision, but he didn't expect Li Xiwei to compromise.

"You can continue to work there if you want to. Don't come into contact with Zheng Anning again. Even if you do, stay away from him," Li Xiwei stood up after finishing speaking, and nailed it to the empty corner of the room without blinking, " Otherwise, I'll go to school and drag you back, and throw Zheng Anning into the river to feed the fish."

After he finished speaking, he bent down and picked up the phone on the carpet, blocked Zheng Anning's phone number, and threw the phone into Xiao Man's arms, "I'll go out for a while, you eat first, don't wait for me."

Xiao Man received what Li Xiwei said just now, and when he walked to the door, he found that the elevator was closed. He ran over and pressed the elevator button several times desperately, but the elevator had already gone down, and when he got to the other one, there was no one at the door.

When he returned home, he found that the door of the room was closed, and he didn't take the key when he came out. He suddenly felt a heavy powerlessness in his body, which made him unable to think.

He walked to the stairs and sat on the steps. After maintaining his sanity for a long time, he began to think wildly. Li Xiwei went out and left him at home.

Where will he go?Will you not come back?But this is his home, he should be back, so when will he come back?

After thinking about it, in the end there was only a tingling pain like a needle prick in the wound on the back of the head, which slowly extended until the same pain was involved in the chest.

This is the first time for Xiaoman to experience the feeling of waiting. It turns out that the same time will be infinitely extended under the waiting. It is obviously a time of one glance, but after repeated kneading, there is no end in sight.

Xiaoman heard the "ding dong" sound of the elevator. This is one floor and one household. The person who arrived at this floor must be Li Xiwei. His body has already made a choice before the brain that has been messing around. He has already jumped from the steps and ran to the elevator. mouth, standing sideways at the exit, arms pressed against the marble wall.

Li Xiwei was still holding the helmet in his hand, and his face was covered with clouds. As soon as he stepped out of the elevator, he noticed Xiao Man next to the elevator entrance. He pinched the seam of his trousers with his fingers. Shrugging his shoulders, if it weren't for the marble wall, he thought he might have embedded himself in the wall.

Ever since he told Xiaoman that he was Li, Xiaoman was like a rose facing the morning sun in front of him. He almost forgot how Xiaoman looked when he first saw him. Because he was not sure, he wanted to approach him but dared not. All confused.

Now that the sun is gone, Rose seems to have been hit by a torrential rain, with her head drooping and her eyes flushed.

Li Xiwei looked down at Xiaoman like this, his chest was sore and swollen, "Why didn't you wait for me at home, I just... went out for a trip, it only took four or ten minutes."

It turned out that it has been four or ten minutes, it has been a long time, Xiao Man thought.

Li Xiwei stretched out his hand to Xiaoman, this time Xiaoman didn't hesitate any longer, grabbed Li Xiwei's hand, threw himself into his arms, tightly wrapped his hands around his waist, as if afraid that he would run out again, felt the familiar body temperature , the erratic feeling of lack of focus just now dissipated little by little.

When Xiao Man regained his breath completely, he felt the place where his ear was pressed against Li Xiwei's chest violently beating at the same frequency as his own. The palm of his hand felt cold and wet. It turned out that Li Xiwei's back was covered with sweat and the ends of his hair were still falling down. Beads of sweat dripped onto Xiaoman's coat, leaving a wet area.

It took Li Xiwei four to ten minutes to go to the training ground to exhaust his strength. If he had the strength, he didn't know what he would do, but when he hugged the person in his arms, the strength he had just exhausted instantly returned to full strength .

He sighed, and said helplessly: "Be good, I'm really afraid that one day I can't help it and expose all my inferiority."

Xiao Man couldn't think of what was wrong with him, nor could he think of Li Xiwei's inferiority. Now he only knew that he was going home.

Li Xiwei opened the door with his arms around Xiaoman's waist. The door had just been closed when he turned around, his hands were already supporting Xiaoman's thighs, and he couldn't wait to hug him around his waist. He pressed Xiaoman's back against the doorway. At the entrance cabinet, afraid of touching the wound on the back of his head, he used his palms to shield the back of his head.

Xiaoman was suddenly lifted up, and put his hands directly on Li Xiwei's neck, and his feet were on his waist. In this posture, he was taller than Li Xiwei, so he lowered his head, and the two of them pressed their foreheads against each other. Eyelashes will touch together, numb for a while, covering the pain of the wound on the back of the head.

The lips of both of them were slightly parted at this time, Li Xiwei raised his head, and rubbed his upper lip back and forth on Xiao Man's lip peak, every time he touched, Xiao Man's breathing became a little deeper, and he shrunk his neck impatiently.

"Xiaoman, I'm sorry??, I won't leave you alone at home next time," the two of them pressed their lips together, Li Xiwei's voice and warmth first started from their lips, and finally reached Xiaoman's ears, and another A little bit filled his already dull heart, "For the sake of your injury today, I will let you go first."