Brother Christine

M University’s work-study salary will be issued on the 15th of next month. The teacher who took Shen Qing told him that he applied late and entered the job late, so this month’s 15 salary will be paid together with next month’s [-] salary , that is, he can only get the money on the [-]th of November.

Shen Qing checked his balance after get off work, and if he saved a little, it would be enough for a month.

He didn't save much money. He didn't live on campus before, so he couldn't save some food expenses every month like his brother, and he could still take him out for a good meal.

It used to be that WeChat hadn’t been popular yet, so his dad would occasionally give him three or five yuan in cash, and the money was either ordered by his mother to buy vegetables, or to buy some snacks for his brother. Later, WeChat became popular. No, his father always likes to send him a lot of red envelopes in everything, and he will tell him a lot in the transfer instructions.

He likes to hear his dad talk to him more, so he doesn't ask for more.

His mother thinks that he doesn't study hard at school. Apart from being able to sweep the floor and wash the dishes at home, he is just a useless lazy bastard. Apart from the fees for books and materials, he was not given any money.

He will not move the book fee, because he still has to take the key points of the test, so he hides all the materials fee, and when he misses his brother, he runs to the city, sits in the convenience store near the entrance of his brother's junior high school, and buys a cup. Mineral water, staring at the opposite gate, sitting from morning till night.At night, when all the boarders fell asleep, he would wander around the streets.Take the bus that his brother took him around, eat at the stalls that his brother took him to eat, wander around the city where his brother was, trying to catch his breath.

The matter of hiding money was exposed several times, and his mother was so angry that she almost beat him to death.

He refused to explain why, which was his only privilege as a mute.

His mother classified him as a rebellious teenager when he graduated from sixth grade.

In the third grade of junior high school, he was sprinting for the senior high school entrance examination, and he ran around. His mother said that if the tuition fees were not too expensive, she would definitely send him to a school that specially disciplines rebellious teenagers, so that he can understand what it means to be sensible.In the third year of high school, he was struggling for the college entrance examination, and he ran around again. At that time, he used the money his mother gave him to buy the secret paper, and bought a round-trip ticket to Beijing. His mother thought he was dead. He was at the train station. It happened that his brother called home, and his mother complained to his brother angrily. His brother scolded him on the phone and scolded him back.

At that time, he was in a very happy mood.

If he had known that he would have heard his brother's voice, he would not have sat in front of the convenience store.

A bottle of water costs two yuan and eight, which is too expensive.

But the money was still not enough, Shen Qing went downstairs with her schoolbag on her back, opened WeChat and glanced at the "Three Musketeers" group, where Yin Kuojiang and Huang Zhong were discussing fiercely about the time plan for a holiday visit to M University on National Day.Although he is not a generous person, but if friends come from afar, they must show the kindness of a landlord, and those two people paid hundreds of dollars for him to see him, so he has to think of ways to feed them.

Shen Qing contacted Chen Han when he was going out, he found a job, and asked someone to contact him.

Male models, there are buyers' shows and clothing stores in physical stores. You don't need to talk, just change clothes and take pictures. Don't use those with bad faces. They are generally clean. One set of clothes is [-] yuan, above average, and the effect is good. If it is [-] per person, it is [-] per person, [-] per person if the effect is not good, and [-] per person if it is good. If you are willing to sign a long-term contract, the price will be raised to [-] or more.

Chen Han is a very talkative person, so I asked him to take a photo and show it to others. Before doing this, we need to make an appointment, so that the merchant can easily calculate the agency fee for Chen Han.

Shen Qing was there to earn a lot of money. After listening to people's request, she carried her schoolbag and stood at the most prominent position at the entrance of the library. She held up her mobile phone high and found someone who could perfectly show herself handsome, handsome, unrestrained and charming. Angle, raised his chin, opened his eyes wide, and snapped a picture.

Jiang Xiao walked over from a distance on the avenue, and before he got close, he saw someone standing on the steps taking a selfie.

The man stood under the brightest door lamp as if he was in a stage play. He was dressed in light blue and black sweatpants. His posture was a little stiff, but his attitude seemed to be serious. The warm yellow light hit the delicate and white skin, giving the whole body People are shrouded in a hazy and faint shadow.

A peaceful and beautiful young man.

—The junior is quite handsome.Chen Han sent him a surprised emoji.

— as long as you like.

Shen lightly returned.

Chen Han sent him a lot of hahaha, and then told him to wait for news, and he would try his best to get him a job with a high salary.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Xiao quietly approached behind the person, trying to peek at whether his family, Shen Qing, was sending him a selfie.

"It's okay." Shen Qing quickly thanked Chen Han, turned off the phone in a second, and looked back at him.

"I saw you taking a picture just now." Jiang Xiao leaned closer and touched his forehead, scratching Shen Qing's face with his thumb.

"The photo is ugly, delete it." Shen Qing took his brother's hand and kissed it.

"That doesn't exist," Jiang Xiao walked down the steps with his arms around the person's shoulders, and said with a smile, "My Shen Qing looks good no matter what."

"You too." Shen Qing lowered his head and hooked his fingers.

"Why do you suddenly start to be smug?" Jiang Xiao took his hand quite naturally.

"It's so handsome." Shen Qing clasped his fingers with the person, then separated, and said lightly, "I can't take it anymore."

Jiang Xiao laughed out loud, and went to hold his hand again.

"Brother," Shen Qing didn't let him hold her hand, but reminded: "There are people watching from behind."

"Don't care about them," Jiang Xiao didn't even look at him, he directly grabbed Shen Qing's hand and interlocked his fingers, and snorted, "I'm walking with my boyfriend."

"You said," Shen Qing didn't break free again, "what if we are exposed?"

"It's okay," Jiang Xiao comforted: "Big cities are highly open to such things. Look at the people around us, don't they all have any opinions?"

"Zhou Chengao doesn't know what our relationship is. The three of them, Yaoji, don't represent everyone."

"Brother won't let everyone know." Jiang Xiao turned to look at him, and said, "Shen Qing, my surname is Jiang, and your surname is Shen. We are together and we will not break the law."

"What about morality." As a person who actively pursued his brother, Shen Qing felt that he had asked a silly question, but he wanted to know what his brother thought.

"Fucking morality!" Jiang Xiao hugged him, raised his head and shouted: "We young people have never been moral!"

Shen Qing chuckled and turned her head.

The shadow of the tree whirling in the distance behind him, Shen Qing said "OK" with his lips drawn together.

I ate dinner in the cafeteria, it was crowded during the peak eating season, Jiang Xiao bought two bibimbap, and added another layer of cumin roast meat on top, Shen Qing went to the other side to buy winter melon ball soup and Salad with mixed vegetables.

Shen Qing hadn't had any serious meals during the busy night of the past week, and the two brothers hadn't spoken seriously for a while, so Shen Qing found a corner with two seats and ate face to face with Jiang Xiao.

"You have a project tomorrow." Jiang Xiao took the chopsticks and spoon from the chopsticks machine, sat down and said, "Eat more tonight, eat less tomorrow morning, it's easy to vomit."

"I know." Shen Qing took the chopsticks and spoon, lowered his head and took a sip of the soup first.

"I heard from Liu Kexin that you were having trouble in your class?" Jiang Xiao looked up at him.

"They're all irrelevant people," Shen chewed his rice lightly, "I think it's fine."

"Who did you provoke again?" Jiang Xiao lowered his head and picked meatballs from his bowl.

"The instructor's earrings are ten kilometers away." Shen Qing lowered his head and pulled his rice: "Don't you know that?"

"More than half a month has passed," Jiang Xiao frowned, "Why haven't you done this yet?"

"Well," Shen lightly smiled: "I am more hated."

"Fuck you!" Jiang Xiao was so amused that he bumped Shen Qing's knee under the table and said, "It's okay, just bear with it, and it will be fine after tomorrow. If many people go to the competition, it can be regarded as playing for the academy. Over the years, in liberal arts majors, few people are willing to apply for such a life-threatening project, and they will be grateful to you regardless of whether they get the ranking or not."

Shen Qing said "um", picked up chopsticks and picked up a big piece of meat for his brother.

"Shen Qing." Jiang Xiao called him.

"Huh?" Shen Qing looked up at him.

"Come on." Jiang Xiao clenched his fists at him and looked at him with a smile.

Shen Qing smiled and nodded: "Okay."

In the evening, Jiang Xiao has PPT homework to do. Logically speaking, Shen Qing, a freshman, has to go to self-study if he doesn't practice dancing. However, his homework has been finished in the library, and he went to the classroom at night to sleep and play with his mobile phone, so A certain person just lay on his brother's bed after taking a shower, holding his head tightly and refusing to leave.

There was a koala hanging on Jiang Xiao's body, and it was still a bear with a fierce head. If he didn't like it, he would slap him in the face, and he didn't show mercy at all. Jiang Xiao had no choice but to call Xu Hai and ask people to call him When the time comes, just turn a blind eye and close one eye.

Seeing that Shen Qing was going to run 5000 meters tomorrow, Xu Hai also nodded, told people to take a good rest, and said nothing else.

"Xu Hai also belongs to the student union?" Shen Qing asked while leaning on his brother's back.

"No," Jiang Xiao sat cross-legged on the bed, staring at the computer and doing homework, and replied casually, "He's the assistant."

"Isn't Liu Kexin also a mentor?" Shen Qing hugged his brother's neck, rubbed his chin on his brother's shoulder, and stared at the computer screen, blinking: "Why is she so powerful?"

"Liu Kexin holds multiple positions," Jiang Xiao said, "She is not only a mentor, but also a member of the department's presidium, and the director of the external relations department, and also has a position in the school's Youth League Committee."

"What about you? Huh?" Shen Qing tilted his head and kissed his face, and asked, "Where is my brother? What is my brother?"

"Your brother, he is human." Jiang Xiao retched from being strangled, stared at the computer stiffly, and breathed with difficulty: "But he will be strangled by you soon, into a ghost ..."

Shen chuckled twice, relaxed, and kissed the person on the left side of the cheek again.

Jiang Xiao regained his life, gasping for oxygen.

"Brother," Shen Qing asked caringly from behind, "Are you short of oxygen?"

"Nonsense!" Jiang Xiao stretched out his hands and rubbed his neck, and turned his head to stare at others: "Shen Qing, sooner or later, I will let you play badly... um..."

"Brother, don't move," Shen Qing pinched his chin, and stuck out his tongue to wrap around his mouth: "I'll give you artificial respiration."

"You fucking..." Jiang Xiao pinched the person's shoulder, and complained vaguely: "Artificial respiration...do you need...tongue kiss?"

"Brother," Shen Qing hugged him tightly, begging in a low voice, "I... I'm feeling bad again... Can you give me..."

"Good boy," Jiang Xiao pushed him lightly, reached out his hand to cover the face of the person who was about to pounce on him again, and said, "I'll buy you some medicine some other day."

"What?" Shen Qing didn't hear clearly: "Buy some condoms?"

Jiang Xiao: "..."

Shen Qing: "No, I still have some."

Jiang Xiao was so angry that he just sat by the bed and stared at him.

Shen Qing stared at him.

"Fuck!" Jiang Xiao cursed fiercely.

"Do you think I'm sick again?" Shen Qing knelt on the bed, leaning against the wall and looking at him face to face.

"What do you think I am?" Jiang Xiao stared at the other party's big innocent eyes, resisted the urge to soften his heart, and scolded with a sullen face: "Can you still be obedient!"

"You think I'm sick." Shen Qing said.

"I don't," Jiang Xiao said with a serious face, "I just want to tell you that I also have dignity!"

"You just think I'm sick." Shen Qing said again.

"Fuck | I said I didn't have it!" Jiang Xiao couldn't help but let out a snarl, and slammed his fist heavily on Shen Qing's leg, causing the trembling bed board to tremble.

Shen Qing sat on the bunk steadily, staring at Jiang Xiao without speaking.

Jiang Xiao closed his eyes and raised his head, suffocating for a while.

"Brother," Shen Qing saw that the person was feeling uncomfortable, she rushed over to hug him, and said, "You think I'm sick, but I like you too."

"Shen Qing," the body was hugged again, Jiang Xiao stared at the ceiling, his eyes were blank like a woman from a good family who was forced to be a prostitute: "I want to cry."

"Cry." Shen Qing patted his back comfortingly.

"Woooooo..." Jiang Xiao hugged his waist, buried his head and bit the man's shoulder, and complained in a deep voice: "Fucking bastard, I really want to fucking kill you..."

"Come on." Shen Qing kissed his ear.

"Damn my heart hurts..."

"Then love me well, and be loved by me well."

"Shen Qing, I hate you."

"I love you."

"woo woo woo woo……"

"Brother, are you fake crying?"

"Get out! I feel bad in my heart!"

"why?"

"Because you're mad at me!" Jiang Xiao was so angry that he couldn't vent his anger, raised his blushing face, pressed the back of the person's head, and slammed his mouth down to kiss the person.

A piece of skin was cut on Shen Qing's lips, and the salty blood flowed into the front of the crazily entangled lips and teeth of the two of them, and fainted in Qingtian's mouth, blooming flowers of demonic red blood.

The person who was in pain immediately hugged the tormentor's head tightly, sticking out his tongue greedily to deepen the kiss, and the person who kissed forcefully became the prey again, the two hysterical lunatics hugged and wrestled together tightly, as if they were fighting Rolling back and forth on the bunk and torturing each other, it was as if they would not give up until they exhausted each other's strength. After 6 minutes, neither of them had any intention of stopping.

I don’t know the next few minutes, a passer-by playing a guitar and singing a love song suddenly appeared downstairs outside the window. The singing with a unique voice almost immediately attracted the vicious dog who was biting and fighting on the bed and gradually becoming crazy. After half a song Influenced by the influence of time, the vindictive couple slowly regained their sanity.

Shen Qing and Jiang Xiao looked at each other, and each loosened their mouths, licking the blood on their lips.

Then, in a tacit understanding, Qiqi got out of bed and leaned on the window to look down.

The passers-by buddies have a mellow voice, and they play the guitar well. One of them is holding a guitar, dragging a three-legged stool, crossing his legs, and sitting under the male third floor, playing and singing:

Time is amber, tears drop by drop, locked

No matter how immortal a love letter is, it can also be ground into an hourglass

Upstream of youth, white clouds fly away, gray dogs and seagulls

……

……

Life is like a quiet, embracing river

forever

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The autumn night is romantic, with cool breeze blowing, shaking the fancy shirts of the passers-by. The dim door light hits the thin man, vaguely reflecting the man's unshaven face.

A haggard person, a frustrated season, Guitar's tone of voice when he plays and sings, revealing the sadness and vicissitudes of life after being broken up in love. Not long after he played and sang, many fans gathered around him to take pictures. He came to vent his emotions in the cold sky, and the style of painting suddenly turned into a solo concert of the down and out brother.

"Good singing! Great singing! One more!" The fans clapped louder than the day they gave away the underpants.

Brother Guitar is also a man of style, he was so sad that he pretended to be forced, and he got up gracefully and bowed to the fans, took the hand of the most enthusiastic girl, and kissed the back of her hand politely, Standing up again and raising his head, under the light, he revealed a haggard, vicissitudes-like face that was still as evil as before, which immediately caused the people downstairs to scream frantically for a group photo.

"What is this?" On the window on the sixth floor, a brain scratched at the window lattice and looked down.

"Love Song by Liang Jingru." The other head who was pulling the window looked down together with the person.

"..." Shen glanced at him lightly, and said, "I mean, what's going on with Huo Ye."

"Oh," Jiang Xiao scratched his head, looked at the person below who started to flirt again in less than a second, and said, "Being abandoned, it seems...was beaten?"

"The two of you haven't reconciled yet?" Shen Qing asked.

"No," Jiang Xiao said, "The second child doesn't seem to live with him anymore."

"What the hell did he do?"

"I don't know," Jiang Xiao replied, "Anyway, a cemetery in the suburbs of Beijing has been selected, and the contract has been signed."

Shen Qing: "..."

Money burns panic.

"Okay," Jiang Xiao's trouser pocket rang twice, and he didn't need to think to know who sent it, he pushed Shen Qing to bed first: "I'll go down to see him, I guess I have to go out for a drink with him, you first sleep."

"Have you finished your homework?" Shen Qing turned around and asked.

"As long as you honestly lie on the bed for me tonight," Jiang Xiao stared at him, pointing at his nose, "No matter how late I come back, I can finish it."

Seeing his brother pretending to be cowardly, Shen Qing couldn't help smiling, and said "OK".

Jiang Xiao snorted, went over to pull two thin coats from the cabinet, put one on, and held the other in his hand. Seeing that Shen Qing was still looking at him before closing the door, he made two warning gestures at people. Down.

Shen Qing stood beside his bed, palms facing inwards, backs of hands facing his elder brother, waving to disperse people.

Jiang Xiao didn't bother with others anymore, the evildoers below were being besieged and waiting for rescue, he was very anxious to be rescued, after he closed the door, he first replied "Come" to Huo Ye, and then sent a message to Yaoji "Come back at night and push the door softly, He is sleeping".

Yaoji replied immediately:

—You're not with him?

—The third child is back, and the two of us are going off-campus.

— Nightclub?

- idiot!Can you speak better!

-understood.Huo's private property, Jinhong Yujiu City, you two go to experience the people's sentiments.

-now it's right.

—Hehe, an adult who stumbled in his youth.

— Oh, minors who can't kiss.

—Kao! !

……

After Jiang Xiao left without turning off the computer, Shen Qing glanced at the time, it was only nine o'clock.

There is an intuition in this world called "I don't think my brother will come back", especially Huo Ye was the one who asked his brother to go out. The two of them, who are the most insignificant things in 609, go out to drink together. If they don't drink all night, they probably won't come back.

Shen Qing sat directly on his brother's bunk, flipping through the PPT made by his brother.

He recognized the topic, FolkCulture, folk culture.The browser at the bottom is also open, and the information displayed is the history of the development of Ansai waist drum, a folk dance in northern Shaanxi, which is probably the theme of his brother's PPT this time. However, the specific content searched from Baidu must be translated into English. The explanation is also to be introduced in English.

It was a simple matter, search for Baidu Translator, and directly copy and paste large paragraphs of English. Shen Qing, a non-professional, can help you out in 10 minutes, but his brother translated it by himself just now, no For the words I know, I just look up the Oxford dictionary that has been kept by the table. It seems that I don’t intend to take shortcuts.

There are some language problems in automatic machine translation, but his brother strives for accurate words, carefully considers every sentence, and tries his best to use more accurate words and more perfect sentence structures to express the meaning of the article.

So he can't help.

After admiring his brother's talent pouring out of the screen, Shen Qing pressed save for his brother to prevent the file from being lost, and then went to the system's built-in software to find the word.

The WPS Jiang Xiao used, looking at the PPT template style, he knew that this person was also a member. Shen Qing didn't intend to share a software with this person, nor did he intend to let his brother know what he was doing.He's not like his brother, who always has a bunch of reasons waiting to teach him, and he just wants to do what he does.

Today, I registered a word account on my mobile phone during the day, so that it is convenient to log in and log out of his brother's computer. Shen Qing leaned on his brother's tofu quilt, leaned back without any psychological pressure, and then hugged him lazily. computer, and started looking for a novel website to register a pseudonym.

The website is easy to find, but the pseudonym is not easy to come up with. Shen Qing thought for a while, and directly entered "Dongfeng" in the nickname column. After passing it, he went back to Word and started typing his story.

Title: "Ten Years of Engraving"

Protagonist: Qing Shen, Xiao Jiang

supporting role: them

Narrative method: "Green Deep" angle, No.1 title.

Outline: Pa la pa la...

Detail: does not exist

Introduction: Adapted from a true story.

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