full of love for you

Seeing that Xiaoman didn't continue writing, Li Xiwei asked, "The address on the note is incomplete. The word "Ting" is used as a place name, and it is really too common in Nancheng, let alone other counties. You won't take all of Nancheng with you." Look up all the court words."

After searching everything, Xiaoman answered silently in his heart.

"As far as I can think of, there are several. Luting Street, No. 38, have you looked for it?"

I looked for it. Three years ago it was a flower shop. The owner was a girl. I passed by there last month. The flower shop is gone. Now it is a western restaurant.

"Where is the Zijin Court?"

It was a private club and there was no number 38.

"Hai Ting Hotel?"

The name is the hotel, and No. 38 is the banquet hall, which is very large. According to their staff, it is usually used to hold wedding banquets.

Just by looking at Xiaoman's increasingly serious expression, Li Xiwei knew that he had really searched for all the places he just mentioned, and found nothing.

Li Xiwei moved his neck and suddenly felt very boring. He pinched the note with his fingers and threw it on Xiaoman's lap without shaking it back and forth. Carefully put it in his pants pocket.

"Since he hasn't looked for you before, why should you look for him again? Maybe people have forgotten you a long time ago."

Xiaoman continued to write: "It doesn't matter if he doesn't look for me, I must look for him."

Li Xiwei looked at the firm tone on the note, and felt inexplicable anger from somewhere, "Hmph, what are you looking for?"

Xiaoman lowered his head and didn't continue writing. In fact, it's not that he didn't think about this possibility. Maybe Li Ran had forgotten him long ago when he grew up, but it didn't matter if Li Ran didn't look for him, but he had to look for Li Ran.

The last scene of Li Ran in his memory was Li Ran lying on the hospital bed with his eyes closed tightly, his face was bloodless, and a glaring blood transfusion bag was hanging on the railing of the hospital bed.

Li Ran was pushed away with the hospital bed because of his injuries, and there was no news after that. He wanted to know how Li was doing and whether he was okay, so it didn't matter if Li Ran could find him or not, he would look for him.

Xiaoman remembered that it rained heavily that night in that summer, and the glass windows in the ward were tightly covered by rain curtains, so he couldn't see a little light outside.

Thinking of that night, Xiaoman's eyes were a little slack, his Adam's apple rolled, and he swallowed. The dry throat reminded him that he hadn't drank a sip of water all morning, and he squatted on the side of the road and vomited for a long time before, and now he felt very thirsty , stuck out his tongue and licked some chapped lips, and then saw a bottle of mineral water suddenly appearing under his eyes, the bottle is not long, the slender caliber, the packaging is very expensive, Xiaoman has never even seen this brand .

It was Li Xiwei who handed it to him, but Xiaoman waved his hand, but didn't accept it.

"Drink, your lips are dry and chapped, don't get caught in my car, and I will be responsible if you blackmail me again." Li Xiwei said.

Xiaoman looked nervously at Li Xiwei beside him, and waved his hands more quickly, expressing that he would not bully him, the air conditioner was on in the car, and heatstroke was unlikely, but after being told by Li Xiwei, he did not refuse, and took it anyway. bottle, unscrewed the cap, raised his head and took two sips.This water should be the best water that Xiaoman has ever drank. It passed through his throat and entered his stomach. tip.

Xiao Man thought, when he has a chance in the future, he must thank Li Xiwei well.

Fifteen minutes passed quickly, and the car arrived at the gate of No. 15, District A. Li Xiwei got out of the car with Xiaoman, "You can't talk, let me ask you."

As Li Xiwei said, he rang the doorbell, and they waited outside the door for a long time. Xiao Man's eyes never left the villa's gate, but his usual cautious eyes were gone, and they were shining brightly at this moment.

It was an old lady who came to open the door. Xiaoman looked at her, and Li Xiwei had already spoken for him: "Grandma is bothering you. We are here to find someone. May I ask if there is a 20-year-old named Li Ran in your family."

The old grandma was originally annoyed when someone interrupted her lunch break, but she still smiled and replied when she saw the two handsome and polite teenagers in front of her, "There is no one named Li in our family, you have found the wrong person."

"Okay, thank you, don't bother me anymore." After Li Xiwei finished speaking, he didn't even give Xiaoman a second to react, and pulled him to turn around and leave.

Xiaoman felt a little disappointed, and let Li Xiwei pull him back into the car again.

"Isn't there still No. 38 in District B and District C? There are still two chances..." Li Xiwei's words were not consoling, and sounded more ironic. Xiao Man heard it, and was even more cautious in the car Standing, trying to shrink his own existence.

No. 38 in Area B is a newlywed couple, and there is still no such person as Li Ran.

Xiaoman thanked him, and wrote to Li Xiwei on the paper: "Thank you for taking me to find someone, and thank you for the water. I'll just find the last one left in area C."

After reading it for Li Xiwei, he took back the notebook and turned around to leave. Xiao Man didn't even dare to look up at Li Xiwei. He felt that the person above his head must have an anxious and angry expression, but when he sat with Li Xiwei, the feeling of oppression was too strong. He is a little nervous.

Li Xiwei didn't intend to leave directly, so he stopped Xiao Man and insisted on letting him get into the car.

"Uncle Lin, go to No. 38, Area C." Li Xiwei waited for Xiaoman to sit down before saying.

"Good sir, you'll be home soon."

At first, Xiaoman didn't understand what the driver meant by "I'll be home soon", until the car drove to the gate of a villa, Li Xiwei said to the driver, "Uncle Lin, stop at the gate."

"Okay, master." The car stopped in front of the gate, and the iron gate of the villa opened automatically.

Li Xiwei passed Xiaoman and lowered the rear window, "Did you see the address sign hanging on the stone pillar at the door?"

Xiaoman looked out, and saw a rectangular house number with a bright black background and yellow fonts on the stone pillar on the right side of the gate—Bihu Lanting, No. C38. Only then did he know that he had arrived.

Li Xiwei crossed his arms and squinted at Xiao Man who was stretching his neck and looking out, "Uncle Lin, drive in."

After listening to Li Xiwei's words, the driver, Lao Lin, drove the car into the courtyard.

Xiaoman realized that No. 38 in Area C was Li Xiwei's home.

Li Xiwei seemed to see his doubts, and took the initiative to answer, "This is my home, where I grew up, but... I will disappoint you for the third time. There is no one named Li Ran in our family."

After he finished speaking, he opened the door and got out of the car, and Xiao Man also got out of the car, standing on the side of the car, a little dazed for a moment, followed by a sense of loss, this was the last place he could find with the word "Ting" in Nancheng, If not, where should he look for it next time?

"Why is the little mute so dazed?"

Xiaoman was interrupted by Li Xiwei, and then he remembered that Li Xiwei was leading him all the way. He was about to thank him and return the same way, when he heard a majestic and deep man's voice suddenly coming from the high and majestic gate, "Everyone come back What are you still doing in the yard, it takes at most 15 minutes to get home from the door, and you spent an entire hour, do you have to have people waiting for you to be happy?"

Xiaoman took a few steps forward from the side of the car, and saw the man's appearance clearly. He was about 50 to [-] years old, his hair was combed back meticulously, and his face was dark. He guessed that the person in front of him should be Li Xiwei's father. There were six or seven points similar, and he wanted to go forward and explain for him. After all, it was because of him that Li Xiwei wasted time.

But before Xiaoman took out his notebook, he saw another woman hurriedly coming out from the door. She couldn't tell her age, her makeup was bright, and she was well maintained. She was wearing a tight emerald green cheongsam, her hair was tied behind her head, and she walked to Li Pei's side, " Don't be angry, Xi Wei is still a child and has a lot of playfulness, maybe something has delayed her."

Li Xiwei looked at the sudden extra woman and asked, "Who are you?"

"This is your Aunt Wu, and you will move in with us in the future," Li Pei said.

The woman's name was Wu Ran. After listening to Li Pei's words, she walked up to Li Xiwei with a smile, "This is Xiwei, right? I often hear your father tell me that it's the first time that auntie came here, and she didn't prepare anything special for you." Gift, I heard from your father that you like motorcycles, so I asked someone to help buy a model, in the living room, do you want to go and have a look, what you like in the future, just tell auntie, from now on we will be a family."

Li Xiwei glanced at the woman next to Li Pei. He had investigated Li Pei's illegitimate child and recognized that she was not the mother of the illegitimate child, but he still did not hesitate to express his disgust, "Who is in the same family as you? Out of nowhere? What kind of hostess are you here with me?"

His nose hurt from the smell of Wu Ran's perfume, he took a few steps back, turned to Li Pei and said, "I said, why is Dad staying at home for two days this time? I don't care who she is, this is my mother." Where I used to live, no other women can come in, my mother is dead, and I'm not dead yet."

"You..." Li Pei was so angry at Li Xiwei's words that his chest heaved violently. He stood at the door and took a few breaths, his face flushed from suffocation. He raised his hand and pointed at Li Xiwei, "You must die of anger." Can't I?"

Wu Ran walked up to Li Pei and patted him on the back to comfort him, "Xi Wei is still young, don't be angry."

"He is already an adult, and he is still young?"

The driver who sent them back was obviously used to such big scenes, he just stood with his head lowered, expressionless, but Xiao Man didn't dare to show his air, and stood aside helplessly.

Wu Ran whispered beside Li Pei for a while, and then noticed Xiao Man next to the car, "Look, Xi Wei brought someone back, see, we didn't notice it just now, is this, a classmate? Or... .....friend?"

When Wu Ran said the word "friend", Li Pei immediately shifted his gaze to Xiao Man. He frowned, and after seeing Xiao Man's appearance, he took a deep look at him, but he didn't stay long, and continued to speak coldly. Ask Li Xiwei: "What kind of friend is this? Last night, I was photographed in a bar with a young singer. I received the photo in my study this morning. I spent a lot of money to press down the photo. Otherwise, today's front page The headline is you, and the whole Nancheng will laugh at me that Li Pei's son is gay."

Xiaoman bit his lower lip when he heard Li Pei's last words. It turned out that Li Xiwei was the same as himself. He looked at Li Xiwei and saw that the expression on his face had obviously reached the limit of patience.

Li Xiwei confessed his orientation to Li Pei when he was in junior high school, so he didn't want to waste any more time on this topic with him. He left the sentence "If she stays here, I'll leave" and walked around Li Pei. After a while, Holding a black helmet in his hand, he rode a dark blue and white motorcycle out of the garage.

The motorbike engine was loud, and Li Xiwei rode directly past all the people in the yard, out of the gate, and disappeared.

"Don't come back after leaving." Li Pei yelled at the motorcycle again.

Xiaoman watched the exhaust of the motorcycle hit the iron gate, nodded slightly to Li Pei, and followed him out of the courtyard gate. The sound of the motorcycle could no longer be heard, and he walked back the way he came. Let's go, fortunately, the signage here is very clear, otherwise when you come here, you can't find the way back.

The sun was still very poisonous, so Xiaoman walked along the side of the road under the shadow of the trees, still holding the half bottle of mineral water in his hand, taking a sip from time to time.

There were almost no vehicles or pedestrians on the road. After walking for about 5 minutes, Xiaoman heard the sound of an engine from far to near. He heard the sound of a motorcycle that Li Xiwei was riding when he just came down the mountain. Sure enough, he soon saw Li Xiwei riding a motorcycle. appear in your field of vision.

Xiaoman thought that Li Xiwei was going home, so he leaned over to the side of the road, but Li Xiwei went straight to him and stopped beside him.

Li Xiwei got off the motorcycle with a pair of straight and slender legs, propped them on the ground, and even had room to spare. His knees were bent, his right hand was holding on to the handlebars of the motorcycle, and his left hand took off the helmet. The helmet scratched his hair and was a bit messy. Shaking his head indiscriminately, a few strands of hair that were half tied back fell on his cheeks, and he handed the helmet to Xiaoman, "Put it on."

Xiao Man glanced at him suspiciously, but obediently took the helmet and held it in his hands.

"I brought you up, of course I'm going to take you down," Li Xiwei said and patted the back seat of the motorcycle. "Put on the helmet and sit behind me."

Xiaoman pointed to the helmet, then pointed to Li Xiwei's head, meaning to ask you to give me the helmet, what are you wearing.

"I've never brought anyone with me before. I only have a helmet. Don't get the ink stains on it. Put it on quickly. If you don't get on, you can walk down the mountain by yourself. I won't be responsible for the heat." Li Xiwei had already stepped on the motorcycle with his right foot , leaning on the handlebars with both hands, bent over the car body, as if about to speed up and rush out.

Xiaoman didn't delay any longer, put the helmet on his head, snapped the buckle in place, and sat down while supporting the sides of the motorcycle.

"Hold it up, don't fall down." Li Xiwei said, started the engine, turned the handle, and accelerated the start.

Xiaoman leaned back due to inertia, and subconsciously moved his hands forward, grabbing Li Xiwei's waist in front of him. Xiaoman felt the muscles under the thin fabric tense, so he immediately let go of his hand and changed to grabbing the corner of Li Xiwei's clothes.

"My clothes are very expensive, don't scratch them, you won't be able to pay for them." Li Xiwei turned his head and said to Xiaoman in a deep voice.

Xiao Man quickly let go, but Li Xiwei said again: "Grab my waist, don't grab my clothes, there is a bend ahead, do you want to fall?"

After hearing this, Xiaoman wrapped his arms around Li Xiwei's waist, not daring to grab his clothes, and spread his palms flat against Li Xiwei's waist. There was indeed a sharp left turn ahead, and he felt that the motorcycle body was being pulled along with it. The bodies of the two were leaning to the left together. Xiao Man was really afraid of falling, so he hugged Li Xiwei's waist even more tightly with his hands.

After the turn, it was a straight road, but he obviously felt that the motorcycle had accelerated again, and the fine and hot south wind was blowing over his arm, and he could hear the whistling wind through his helmet.

Li Xiwei didn't take Xiaoman out for a long ride, and parked the motorcycle on the side of the road when he reached a place with a lot of vehicles and pedestrians.

"get off."

Hearing the two blunt words, Xiaoman let go of the hand around Li Xiwei's waist. His legs were not long enough to directly support the ground, and he got out of the motorcycle while supporting the body of the motorcycle, and stood beside the motorcycle.

Li Xiwei asked, "How old are you?"

"19 years old." Xiaoman took out a small notebook and wrote.

"I thought you were younger than me, you looked seventeen at most." Li Xiwei rode out as he spoke.

Xiaoman watched the people on the motorcycle disappear at the corner of the intersection, and the back of the motorcycle disappeared. He felt that the field of vision in front of him suddenly became much smaller. There was only a section of asphalt road in the flat frame in front of him, and a few random trees at the end. The willow tree was swayed by the wind, and he moved his neck, which was very heavy, only to realize that the helmet was still on his head, and he would definitely not be able to catch up with it, so he had to return it when he had time.

The author says:

Xiao Li, who only wants to be an older brother~