howling breath

He didn't take off his clothes when he fell asleep the night before, and when he woke up the next day, Lin Lang was still checking his pants—dry.

Lying alone on the bed.The temperature of the air conditioner is suitable.The waist was covered with a quilt corner.

Tang Yushu is not here.

When he came to the yard, Tang Yushu was stepping on the top of the ladder shirtless, as if he was helping the homestay with something.Grandpa Tang was in a hurry, he poked his butt with a cane and urged him to come down quickly.

Beside him, two aunts basking in the sun under the eaves chatted: "That kid has a good figure."

Lin Lang wanted to laugh, but because of what the aunts were talking about, he looked at Tang Yushu's ass.As a result, Tang Yushu found himself from a distance, and waved his hand to greet Lin Lang: "You're awake! Let's go back to school after eating, okay?"

"Okay." Unaccustomed to speaking in a loud voice, and fearing that he might not be able to hear him, Lin Lang nodded his head in response.

The aunts turned their heads: "Are you students?"

"Ah."

"Study what? - They're all so pretty."

Do I look good too?Lin Lang smiled: "Big shadow."

"Oh! Will you be an actor in the future? Or a model?"

It was just chatting with strangers, so Lin Lang said nonsense: "I will be the screenwriter and he will be the director."

It's not nonsense either—Lin Lang's major is screenwriting, and Tang Yushu's major is advertising creation...about the same.

"Be ambitious." The aunt taught a few words: "You two can succeed! Auntie is optimistic about you. My old sisters and I started working together as students - this kind of relationship is the strongest. Brothers who grow up together will go smoothly in the future .”

"Thank you for your kind words." Lin Lang thanked politely.

Tang Yushu took Lin Lang to go back to school after eating something.

It can be seen that Grandpa Tang is very distressed about this grandson, so he made a special trip to send it out, and talked to Lin Lang while Tang Yushu was starting the car: "Just do the math and see."

What's the meaning? ... "It's not bad." Lin Lang's mathematics is indeed good.

"If you have time to teach him, he can't figure it out."

Tang Yushu was amused: "Grandpa, I'm already a graduate student and I still do math problems? Don't worry about the green seedlings."

"Qingyang is good at counting!——Don't interrupt!" Grandpa Tang took Lin Lang's hand: "He used to climb and fall down, knocking his head stupid; but he is not bad and does not bully others! You are always friends with him As he spoke, he took out two pieces of candy and put them in Lin Lang's palm, "He's not good at arithmetic, you teach him. Don't let the teacher beat him."

Being soft on others, Lin Lang could only nod his head and agree to the old man: "Okay."

Tang Yushu also quickly promised: "Don't worry, Grandpa, he taught me to count, and you will test me next time you come back."

Only then did the old man feel relieved: "Go, be careful."

Tang Yushu explained after sending his grandfather away: "My grandfather is a little confused. Sometimes he knows that I am in college, and then he thinks that I am a child-don't eat that candy. My grandfather has been saving for too long, and the candy wrappers are even connected with candies Let's go together."

Lin Lang said, "Okay. I'll keep it."

"Okay. Then you can keep it. Anyway, if you take it, you have to teach me to do arithmetic."

After speaking, Tang Yushu giggled and put on his helmet.

Tang Yushu held her hand last night—Lin Lang didn't know what that gesture meant.

He didn't know what it meant, he didn't know how to face it, and he didn't know how to respond... So when he felt his movement of looking over, Lin Lang quickly and quietly closed his eyes.

Tang Yushu's palm was very big, and his fingers were long—Lin Lang remembered that he had a little "unique skill" of catching a basketball with one hand, and he even showed it off to himself.At that time, the two were still unfamiliar, and Lin Lang didn't give him such a warm response.When he held his own hand last night, Lin Lang realized what a "big hand" feels like: it's a feeling that makes his heart beat faster when he holds it, and at the same time, he feels at ease when he holds it.

The "holding hands" last night also happened inexplicably - after the two confided in each other, Lin Lang put his right hand there, just wanting to imagine the feeling of holding hands with Tang Yushu.

Therefore, Tang Yushu's extended hand was actually beyond Lin Lang's expectation.

Lin Lang didn't find a chance to mention it to him just now, but now that he got in the car, each person has a helmet, and there is no chance to mention it.

Lin Lang wasn't sure what Tang Yushu meant.

But I couldn't ask...

Forget it.

After the long vacation, the whole school looked listless, probably because they couldn't get out of the lazy atmosphere.

Because of taking over the writing work arranged by the tutor, and after returning to the rhythm of class respectively, the intersection with Tang Yushu has been relatively reduced.

The enuresis seemed to be cured, and it never recurred.

Lin Lang was unavoidably delighted: a large burden in life has been lifted.

There is no impenetrable wall in the world.No matter how well you keep it secret, the topic of "he wets the bed" will always spread with lightning speed.The interpersonal network in small towns is extremely simple, and the law of 6 people is directly discounted in half in this dimension. Elementary school, middle school, high school... this topic has settled down permanently with Lin Lang as the center, waving like summer mosquitoes. Do not go.

Until he went to university, Lin Lang thought that if he lived outside the school and did not interact with his classmates in private life, he would not be talked about again.As a result, at the freshman registration office on the first day of school, when a few familiar high school classmates laughed narrowly at him, Lin Lang knew it was over.

Later, Lin Lang developed a habit of dealing with things that was similar to "devil-faced"—preparing for the viciousness he would encounter, and then adopting an attitude of not entering the stranger, no matter what you say, without making excuses. Showing no sadness or anger—becoming a sponge with no reaction force can minimize the pleasure of the abuser.

very effective.

In addition to the good thing of "no more bedwetting", there is another thing that makes Lin Lang happy - the editor of "Wenwen Books" who said he was interested in Lin Lang's novels made a special trip to come For the itinerary in Chengdu, Lin Lang made an appointment this Wednesday to discuss the signing of the novel.

One step closer to my dream.

The era of paper media is over.

In 2016, a total of 10084 periodicals were published nationwide, including university journals, bulletins, political newspapers, and yearbooks.Compared with the previous year, the average print run decreased by 4.94%, the total print run decreased by 6.29%, the total printed sheets decreased by 9.43%, and the total pricing amount decreased by 4.34%. The changes in the era of paper media can be seen from the data.

Those who are as large as Wenwen Group have also begun to cut off their arms and cut down many literary magazines; various media have begun to devote energy to developing and operating their own official accounts on various new media platforms, trying not to be disseminated by this rapidly changing information The era is behind us; there are more and more Internet celebrities, and Internet incidents are becoming more and more diverse; massive amounts of information invade people's fragmented time like viruses, and rapidly permeate everyone's life relying on the virtual communication environment.

Half a year ago, Zhao Yanyan gained the attention of netizens because of a group of photos. One month later, her personal beauty brand was launched quickly; less than three months later, Wen Wen published a book for her.

As the "surrogate pregnant woman" of that book, Lin Lang had the honor to meet Zhao Yanyan once - a girl who was more beautiful than in the photo, with a cigarette in her mouth, and shared with Lin Lang her feelings after becoming famous: " The publishing house thought my mother’s handwriting was ugly, so they actually sent me several copybooks to force me to practice calligraphy, saying that they were afraid that the signing would affect my personal image—what image can I have? What image can I have? Isn't that all put on by someone else?"

Lin Lang tried to compliment her: "Because your group of photos are beautiful and elegant, everyone naturally thinks that you should be a quiet and dignified lady..."——The compliment failed a bit.

Fortunately, Zhao Yanyan didn't think much about it at the time, but just smiled and blew smoke rings at Lin Lang: "That's because my friend's friend was short of a model, so he gave me 100 yuan for an afternoon, and he took a blind shot! You said I didn't You are so talented, you learned to be a factory girl in high school to support your family. Who knew that you would become popular so suddenly? Now the agency wants to publish a book for me, and I have to ask you to write it—I also think it’s unfair to you. But don’t blame me—I’ll give you enough money, and I’m only thinking about how much I can make. Anyway, I don’t want to go back to work in the factory for the rest of my life—you know? There is a crack on the door of the bathroom, which was dug out by the factory manager—you think it’s disgusting, isn’t it?”

"Yes. Don't go back." Lin Lang avoided the smell of cigarettes in her mouth.

Zhao Yanyan's later development was pretty good—business cooperation opportunities, advertisements, and even trying to set foot in the film and television industry came one after another.

Lin Lang still remembered that there was a "fan" of Zhao Yanyan in his circle of friends. When Zhao Yanyan's beauty brand launched a new product, he posted such a post-"Although I know it is a branded three-no product , but please support our Miyan!"

Lin Lang thought it was funny when he saw it at the time, but he had to admit—envy.

CP value: commercial cost performance.If she has it, she will have a great future.

It was a ridiculous and ridiculous time; it was also the best of times.

Lin Lang didn't like Zhao Yanyan, but he couldn't hate her either.

On this day, Lin Lang was taking a video appreciation class in the bishop's building.

Half an hour before the end of get out of class, a person suddenly sat down beside him.Lin Lang didn't pay much attention, and only glanced at it out of the corner of his eye. It was a boy in a black top wearing a black baseball cap and a black mask.

I thought it was a stranger who sat down casually, but that person bumped Lin Lang with his elbow.

Lin Lang was startled by this little action, and whispered, "What are you doing here?"

But when he turned his head and looked at the snow-white complexion of the boy who exposed the part of the mask, Lin Lang realized that his rapidly rising emotions quickly fell down again—hey... Of course, he was not too disappointed, and Lin Lang liked it very much: "Shun'er?"

Shun'er hooked off the black mask with her snow-white fingers, revealing her snow-white face, which was so white that Lin Lang was a little dazzling.

"I'm looking for you to play, young master." Shun'er smiled mysteriously: "Do you want to eat barbecue at noon?"

Lin Lang liked this child very much, and he didn't mean to dislike him at all.Just because I mistakenly thought that the person who came was Tang Yushu, it was not so easy to fill up the sense of loss that was smashed in my heart this time. Of course, this psychological activity must not be known by Shun'er, Lin Lang can imagine Get his style - if he knows that he is "not the person that the young master loves the most", he will definitely act in a crying scene.

Fortunately, Shun'er was as dull as Tang Yushu, and didn't notice the subtle expression changes on his face.

"I don't have the budget." Lin Lang confessed.

Shun'er took out two coupons from the inside pocket of his jacket, and waved them in front of Lin Lang's eyes: "No money."

Shun Er is a well-known model with a lot of fans on social media - "This restaurant opened, I want to find some internet celebrities with fans to try and make a review - if it tastes delicious, send them a Weibo! No It's delicious...there's no need to mention it hahaha!"

Lin Lang thought about his schedule and agreed: "Then I'll give you a break."

When I returned to the dormitory in the afternoon, Tang Yushu was there, shirtless facing the inner wall, taking a nap and snoring slightly.

Lin Lang just glanced at Tang Yushu's back, but Shun'er admired the boy's back muscles openly: "The lines are so beautiful."

"We both just finished eating meat, isn't your appetite satisfied?"

"How can it be the same?" Shun'er took a sip of saliva: "This exquisite top brain, this spine, this streaky tendon... just the back is so delicious, how delicious it is when it is turned into the front? ——I'm so envious You can feast your eyes every day, seeing that there is really no room for more beds in your room, otherwise I would have to apply to join 601 for three days and three nights kneeling at the gate of the dormitory!"

Shun'er's words and deeds have always been exaggerated, making Lin Lang laugh.

Lin Lang thought to himself: You really don't have to envy me... Now that the class time is staggered, I don't have to worry about it. You don't know that during the holidays, you are dragged by him to take a bath every day. I have recited "Song of Everlasting Sorrow" and "Song of Everlasting Sorrow" no less than a dozen times.

"Hey, master! When you wake up later, you can ask him for me whether he is straight or not, and I want to chase after him!"

"Okay, I'll ask for you." Lin Lang readily agreed.

Shun Er is very cute - different from herself.He has a clear distinction between likes and dislikes, frank and frank.

In addition to being exaggerated and loves to act, Shun Er is actually very similar to Tang Yushu.

If I was born in their kind of family... No, I don't need to have such good material conditions, I just need to be harmonious and warm... I don't need it, I just need to not have a father who is in prison and a mother who is mentally disturbed... Maybe I won't have incontinence, the phantom partner in my dream, and such an awkward personality.

If that's the case, maybe if you get along with gentle and interesting people like them, you can at least hold your chest up?

Don't hide your inferiority complex, don't pretend to be proud.

Thinking of Lin Lang, he couldn't help laughing to himself, feeling like the sentimental Lin Daiyu.

Glancing at Shun'er, who was still staring at the back of the boy sleeping on the bed, Lin Lang felt a little sour, so he interrupted his madness with a joke: "If you really like you, pack it up and take it away—listen His snoring, if I can live with him for a week, I think that's true love for him!"

Seeing her nympho behavior being ridiculed by Lin Lang, Shun'er also fought back sharply: "Then you have lived with him for more than a month, it seems that you are true love for him."

Got it.I made fun of myself.Lin Lang smiled and waved his hand to admit defeat.

"Then young master, I'll go first—there's still a filming in the afternoon, and I'll come back to play with you!" Shun'er said goodbye. Pointed his back.After ordering, it felt as if Tang Yushu's skin had scalded his hand, and he quickly withdrew it, and he took small steps on the spot after he succeeded: "It's too spicy, too spicy!"

Every time Lin Lang can be accurately poked at the point of laughter by this present treasure.

"Does it feel good?"

"very good!"

With emotion, Wan Shun'er finally turned around and was about to leave, but just halfway through the steps, she was startled by someone turning in from outside the door.

The boy who turned in was wiping his face—probably going to the sink to take a shower, his dark eyes saw Lin Lang through the gap in the towel, and suddenly lit up: "Are you finished?"

"Tang Yushu?" Lin Lang raised his eyebrows and called out the boy's name.

"Then... who is on the bed?" Shun'er exclaimed.

Tang Yushu smiled, grinning his white teeth: "Chen Ni—my brother. He came to the school to find me last night, and we worked on the project in the teaching building all night, and now he is asleep."

Shun'er's forearm was inadvertently raised at a high angle, and her hand was drooping weakly.After a long while, he shook it off.

——As if accidentally bumped into something...inexplicable strange thing.

Of course, Tang Yushu couldn't understand Shun'er's action, nor could he understand Lin Lang's suppressed smile.

It was not Tang Yushu who was touched.

Lin Lang looked at Shun'er's running back, and couldn't help but let out a "puchi".