The white moonlight that makes us cry

In 2020, Cui Youji is still in his third year of high school.

Cui Xian remembered very clearly that in April, the kid skipped classes in the big city and returned to his hometown, spending his days in his sword gym in a daze.

Continuous rainy season, hot and humid.

The wooden floor began to rot, coupled with a child with a stinky face who was always squatting next to him playing games, the business of the sword hall was sluggish.

"I'm not born to my parents, so where are my real parents?" Cui Youji always asked him at that time.

Cui Xian didn't know how to answer.

They have always favored Youji and guarded this secret carefully.

"We picked you up from the side of the road," he said finally.

This answer is full of holes.

As long as a serious adult conducts an investigation in private, he may be able to learn the real answer.

But Cui has a good faith.

After a period of depression, he accepted the fact that he was an adopted son.Cui's father drove him back to S city.

"Uncle, why don't you install a surveillance camera in the sword hall?" The other party said to Cui Xian later on the phone.

Cui Xian: "Why do you need to install surveillance?"

Cui Youji: "I really want to know what the person I met on the 23rd looks like. I suspect he is my long-lost brother."

"Pfft——" Cui Xian almost spit out a mouthful of tea, "What are you thinking about all day long? He looks pretty, but he doesn't look like you at all."

"Oh……"

This matter is like Cui Youji once wanted to find his biological parents, but there was no result.

After all, he only met that little brother once.

Gradually, Cui Youji also forgot about the other party in his busy youth, only occasionally remembering him inexplicably.

……

inside the carriage.

Cui Xian turned off the car and said, "You and Professor Xia are quite destined. Why don't you buy some gifts and fruits and go up again. I'll wait here."

Cui Youji shook his head, "Forget it, let's go."

"That's it? I thought that little brother was your Bai Yueguang." Cui Xian was a little surprised.

"Uncle, have you read too many Jinjiang novels?"

"..."

On the way, Cui Xian couldn't help but glance at the co-pilot several times.

Street shops and street lamps retreated rapidly.

Cui Youji was watching the scenery outside the window very quietly.That handsome face was drifting in the changing light tone.The eyes are downcast, revealing a little melancholy temperament.

Cui Xian thought, the nephew seems to be different from the past.

As if growing up all of a sudden, becoming a little mature and restrained.

Could it be the reason for getting along with Professor Xia?Sure enough, as the saying goes, those who are close to vermilion are red and those who are close to ink are black.Living with a noble teacher of the people, presumably my nephew has also been educated.

He just felt relieved.

next moment.

Cui Youji turned to look at him, smacked his lips and asked, "Uncle, what shall we have for dinner tonight?"

"I just saw a shop selling charcoal-grilled pork belly on the side of the road. The color of the roasted pork skin is very attractive."

Cui Xian: "..."

He resignedly turned around at the intersection ahead.

City S is very congested in the evening rush hour.

The car drove for half an hour before arriving at Cui Xian's rented house.

Cui Youji looked around while chewing the delicious pork belly, "The environment is pretty good."

Cui Xian opened the car door and walked down, saying: "You wait in the car first, I'll go up and get things."

Cui Youji: "What? Don't we live here?"

Cui Xian: "It's too far away from your school, we'll just move to a new house tonight."

"...?"

Cui Youji was a little dazed and puzzled.

He still knows Cui Xian's financial situation in his heart.Cui Xian and the Cui family have nothing to do with business, they just make a living by running the small sword gym in their hometown, so they should not be able to afford a house close to the city center.

Ten minutes later, Cui Xian came down with two bags.

Middle-aged single men don't have much luggage.

But with the addition of Cui Youji's things, the whole car and the back seat were piled up to the brim.

After another hour of traffic jam, Cui Youji yawned and felt sleepy.The car finally drove to the vicinity of Xia Rubing's residential area at a slow speed.

Cui Xian: "I'll be right there."

It was completely dark.

Cui Youji suddenly saw the familiar street scene around him, and was taken aback: "Why are we back?"

His first reaction was whether Cui Xian would send him back.

Cui Xian: "I bought my house here."

Cui Youji: "?"

The car turned the corner.

Cui Youji watched helplessly as Cui Xian drove into the neighborhood next to Xia Rubing, and then went all the way upstairs to the apartment he used to live in, and pressed the code to open the door.

"Isn't this house auctioned off by the bank?" He opened his mouth slightly.

The layout of the room still looks the same as before, and the furniture and decorations have not been moved.

Cui Xian walked into the entrance, opened the shoe cabinet and took out two pairs of slippers: "Yes, but now I bought them back."

Cui Youji: "Where did you get the money?"

Cui Xian turned to look at him, and said indifferently: "You forgot that there is a financial instrument called a loan."

Cui Youji: "..."

Although they moved out of Professor Xia's house, after going around, they became neighbors again.

What should I say?

How can I not fly, this world of flowers?

That night, Cui Xian cooked for himself and made three dishes and one soup.

The uncle and nephew sat at the dining table and had a meal with beer/water and the night view of the tall buildings in the city.

Cui Youji tasted it a couple of times, and it tasted like chewing gum.

He ate two bowls of rice in a dull manner, thinking that the food made by Professor Xia was delicious.

"Eat so little?" Cui Xian watched him put down his chopsticks in surprise.

According to my understanding of my nephew's past food intake, I started with at least five bowls of rice for each meal.

Cui Youji said, "I'm full."

"Eat more next time." Cui Quan got up to clean up the dishes.

Cui Youji sat on the sofa in the living room and turned on the TV.

As soon as the screen appeared, it was the variety show "Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha" that he participated in with the cast of "Attack on, Boy" last week.

In the screen, he teamed up with Lin Bei and Ruan Shu to play games with other guests, but he lost and was thrown cold water.

Everyone's laughter echoed in the air: "Hahahahahahaha."

Cui Youji is numb.

As a special guest, Wang Tianzong rarely appeared on camera.

After all, he announced his withdrawal from the industry a few years ago, and only occasionally accepts commercials and variety shows.

Cui Youji stared at Wang Tianzong's face for a while, then looked away.

Cui Xian came out of the kitchen after washing the dishes, passed by the TV and saw Wang Tianzong appearing on stage, and said casually, "This celebrity looks quite like you."

"It's a little bit." But Cui Youji didn't care too much.

The entertainment industry is like this, good-looking skins are the same.

Cui Xian continued mopping the floor.

After watching TV for a while, Cui Youji stood up and stretched: "I'm going back to my room first."

Cui Xian: "Rest early."

"know."

Cui Youji took a few steps, and saw the huge French windows reflecting the light in the living room, and his steps froze.

The night is blurred, and the city's bustling high-rise buildings are shadowy.

He stared at the lights of Wanjia on the opposite side, and soon found Xia Rubing's house.

They were too close.

From this angle, you can just see the balcony and kitchen of the opposite apartment.

There was a faint figure shaking in the kitchen.

Professor Xia is cooking?

Cui Youji couldn't hold back his nose.

In the next second, his legs were one step closer than his brain, and he stood in front of the window and tried to open his eyes wide.

"Fuck!" When he came back to his senses, he slapped himself violently.

I feel like I have changed a bit.

Just as he was about to look back, he accidentally saw the red Pikachu underwear hanging on the balcony, proudly and indulgently in the wind.

Cui Youji is embarrassed

Damn, why did you just forget about it. . .

He clicked on the chat box, hesitant to speak.

Half a day later, I sent a sentence: [Are you there? ]

Scarlet letter-[The other party has turned on friend verification, and you are not his (her) friend yet, please send a friend verification request first, and the other party can only chat after the verification is passed]

Cui Youji: "..."

Delete it as soon as you move away.

Professor Xia, you are so ruthless.

The next day, Cui Youji went to school.

The first class is Xia Rubing's class.

He was sitting in the last row, picking at the corners of the textbook pages.

Zhang Huhu complained: "Why are you sitting so far back today? You can't even see the blackboard, so how do you take notes?"

Cui Youji didn't say a word at first, but after a while, he said, "I moved out of Professor Xia's house."

Zhang Huhu yawned: "Oh, what's wrong with you?"

Cui Youji glanced at him, "You don't seem surprised at all."

I thought the other party would yell in class like last time.

Zhang Huhu muttered: "It's impossible for you to live in Professor Xia's house forever."

Cui Youji froze for a moment, lowered his head and flipped through the textbook as if nothing had happened.

Zhang Huhu giggled, "Is it piercing your heart?"

Cui Youji: "No."

Zhang Huhu: "Did Professor Xia drive you away first? Or do you want to move yourself?"

Cui Youji's answer was wrong:

"My uncle bought back the previous apartment, and it will be more convenient for me to move back in."

Zhang Huhu raised his eyebrows meaningfully: "Hey, have you completely given up on your thesis?"

Cui Youji snorted: "This paper, you don't need it."

Zhang Huhu clicked his tongue twice, "As expected of you, but it's about your repetition next year, so don't regret it in the future."

Peng Qi observed the whole process of their chatting, leaned over and interjected ambiguously: "Brother Ji, you must have failed to confess your love to Professor Xia, right?"

It was just a joke.

Cui Youji subconsciously covered her chest: "..."

Each of these will break his heart.

"No!" Cui Youji said angrily.

Zhang Huhu: "You're a dead duck with a hard mouth, and you clearly have a painful expression of broken love."

Cui Youji couldn't resist taking out the front camera of his mobile phone to take a picture. After looking at it for a long time, he found that it was indeed a little bit.

It is mainly manifested in the two panda eyes caused by insomnia last night, which seems a bit low pressure.

"I said no more!!" He stared at Zhang Huhu, emphasizing: "I was just thinking about how to get back from Professor Xia's house the underwear I forgot to hang on the balcony."

The reason is perfect.

Sure enough, Zhang Huhu, Peng Qi, and Wu Ruida thought about the color and pattern of Cui Youji's underwear, and they all fell silent for his death.

"My condolences." Zhang Huhu patted Cui Youji's shoulder.

Wednesday afternoon, November 11.

When Xia Rubing returned home, she found a cardboard box at the door of her house.

turn on.

Inside is a string of jade beads tied with a brand new black string.However, the wear and engraving on the inside of the bead are exactly the same as the one he lost at the seaside.

There is also a note with crooked handwriting: [Happy Birthday]

Xia Rubing was startled, and immediately called the fisherman she had contacted before.

He has been asking the other party to look out for this string of bracelets.

But it was obviously impossible for the fisherman to know his birthday.

"Mr. Zhang, are you the one who helped to find the bracelet?" he asked politely.

"Oh, it's not me. Your friend hired another family of fishermen next door to catch it. It's really lucky..." The other party babbled about what happened, and his tone revealed a bit of envy and jealousy towards the fisherman.I heard that the remuneration fee is very generous.

"Okay, thank you."

hang up the phone.

Sitting on the sofa, Xia Rubing carefully tied the bracelet on her left wrist.

Lupi black rope is the right size and just the right size.

He raised his hand and saw that the jade beads were crystal clear and shining brightly under the oblique sunlight, and he unconsciously shook his head.

The weather was fine, with a warm breeze blowing.

Coke lying on the balcony tilted his head: "Aww~~"

Xia Rubing smiled lightly.

After that, Cui Youji went to the office several times to find Xia Rubing through the paper, but all failed.

The class monitor said that Professor Xia has now moved back to the office of X University, if there is anything, please ask him to help send a message.

Of course, Cui Youji's self-esteem could not allow him to do this.

As for this pair of underwear, let it go, there is no follow-up.

Except for the sports psychology class on Monday and Wednesday, Cui Youji never saw Xia Rubing again.

As long as you make up your mind, it seems so simple to draw a clear distance.

Their only communication is the remaining papers.

Cui Youji decided to struggle again.

11 month 12 day.

Monitor: [Professor Xia said that your thesis failed. ]

11 month 13 day.

Monitor: [still failed]

11 month 16 day.

Monitor: [again failed]

[did not pass]

[without]

……

After Professor Xia rejected even the thesis written by Qiangqiang.shou, Cui Youji couldn't hold back his outburst.

"Damn it, he must be targeting me!"