burial

I have an excellent bamboo horse, excellent like a monster.

Living in the same community, we grew up together, went to school together every day, and often visited each other's homes.

My mother often hates iron and talks about me, saying that it would be great if someone was half as good as me. Every time I hear this, I can't help but curl my lips, and I can't do half of it.

Chu Zhi'an didn't like to talk much since he was a child, and he didn't like to make friends, but he always liked to bully me. Every time I wanted to play a prank and go back, he would just glance at me and be honest.

There is no way, after all, I have to rely on other people's homework to survive.People under the eaves have to bow their heads.

According to my mother, our names are somewhat related.

Back then, the relationship between the two families was like a family, and the two of us were born only three days apart. After looking through the dictionary at my house and naming me Su An, his mother decided on the spot to choose Chu Zhi’an for him. the name.I laughed at him for a week when I found out.

He is three days older than me, and he was told to be a good brother since he was a child, but this person was a small popsicle when he was young, and he will be a big popsicle when he grows up. He has always been my follower and loves to bully I am more than a hundred and eight thousand miles away from my good brother.

Sometimes I feel that I am not as tall as him, and my studies are not good because of him, brother and friend?That's impossible.

My view of him has always been indifferent and ruthless. Everyday, he can be a dog but not a human being. This view lasted until the second year of junior high school.

At that time, the school set up a training class for excellent students, and there was extra self-study every night. I was not the hardworking type, so naturally I was always in the ordinary class.

Just like me, Chu Zhian, who didn't study hard, easily entered the Peiyou class. I envied and hated his talent.

Maybe I was born unlucky. On the first day I went home, I ran into these notorious gangsters. They robbed me of my money and played around trying to tear the books in my schoolbag. I was beaten up hard, and at that moment I regretted that I didn't go to practice with Chu Zhi'an during the summer vacation of the sixth grade.

I limped back to the school gate and waited for Chu Zhian to finish school. I could only go to his house to avoid this miserable appearance. It happened that my uncles and aunts were all away on business trips, and I wouldn't be able to come back for a while.

Chu Zhian finally came out when I squatted at the school gate for the fourth time and took a nap. He was already a head taller than his peers in the second year of junior high school, and he was extremely conspicuous in the crowd.

He was obviously taken aback when he saw me, and ran towards me quickly, with a look of tension in his eyes that I had never seen before. Before that, I always thought that he always looked like that without expression.

Maybe it's too miserable for me to squat at the door with a bruised nose and a swollen face, like a poor stray dog.I wondered, it must be ugly and miserable, otherwise I wouldn't scare Chu Zhi'an.

I had already figured out how to go to his house in a shameless manner, and even made up the words. Unexpectedly, he didn't say anything, just squatted down silently and carried me on his back, carefully supporting me with one hand, Carrying both of our schoolbags in one hand.

I tilted my head to look at his profile, the street lamp cast a layer of warm yellow light on his slender eyelashes, I looked at his eyes in a daze, why a boy's eyelashes are so long.

For a moment, I really wanted to reach out and touch his eyelashes.

When passing by the Internet cafe, he took a look inside, and I followed his gaze and saw the group of punks. Immediately, I felt the wound on my face and body hurt even more, and my fingers unconsciously clenched the fabric on his shoulder.

Chu Zhian paused, turned his face and said something softly to me, I didn't hear clearly for a while, it seemed that he didn't need to be afraid.

After carrying me home, he put me on the sofa, squatted in front of me, frowned and applied the medicine to me, his movements were incredibly light.

I've never seen such a gentle Chu Zhi'an, he forgot the pain for a moment, and just stared blankly at his lowered eyebrows.

Chu Zhi'an gave me the medicine and asked me to sleep first, then went out without saying a word.

I wasn't too sleepy yet, so I just sat there and waited for him to come back.I don't know how long it took, but I almost fell asleep when I waited until I heard the sound of the door opening, and the footsteps were very light.

I sat up and stared at Chu Zhi'an in a daze, and was startled awake the moment I saw it clearly.

His clothes were dirty, as if they had been rolled on the ground, the neckline was torn, mixed with abrasions, and even oozing blood. Under the bright light, I saw a bruise at the corner of his mouth.

When he saw that I was still in the living room, he was obviously taken aback, then he bowed his head and strode towards the bedroom as if nothing had happened.

"Where have you been?"

It was only when I spoke that I realized that there was a slight tremor in my voice.

He stopped in his footsteps, but turned his back to me and didn't speak.

The answer was ready to come out, I felt like there was something stuck in my throat, which made it difficult for me to make a sound, and I tried to make my voice normal.

"Did you go to the Internet cafe to find them?"

He stood there stiffly, with his back to me and remained silent.

I called him repeatedly: "Chu Zhi'an."

He seemed to sigh, turned around, walked up to me and knelt down, reached out and touched my face lightly, and asked, "Does it still hurt?"

His hands are beautiful, with distinct joints, but now they are blue and red.

I opened my mouth, but before I could say anything, tears suddenly burst into tears. I felt him gently wipe the tears off my face with a piece of paper, and comforted me repeatedly: "It's okay, it's okay."

I still can't stop crying, I know it's embarrassing, but I can't help it.He sighed and hugged me into his arms, patted my back lightly, and whispered in my ear like a child: "I don't hurt, really."

"They are worse than me, I have learned, have you forgotten?"

"An'an, don't cry..."

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I have forgotten how long it took to sleep that night, I just remember that Chu Zhian's arms were very warm, the temperature that belonged to Chu Zhian alone.