See you on the rooftop

The last day of the eleventh holiday.

As the vacation was approaching, the sand table invited Ah Hang, Wishing and Yuan Yao to visit their home.

This time, there was a five-year-old preschool child next to the sand table. He said he was the little brother in the family area, named Xiaohu, who lived in South Building No. [-].

Xu's family lives in South Building No. [-], so Wishing still has a little impression of this kid. He often sees him running home wearing a summer camp camouflage, holding a windmill that is spinning fast to pieces, running madly to the front of the unit building and then braking to stop. When he got down, he was chubby again, his forehead was sweating, and he was panting for breath.

Shapan’s family ate sukiyaki pot that day, and it was Ah Hang who ordered takeaway to come to the house.

Several people formed a circle, and there was a pot in the middle of the circle, eating in full swing.

Yuan Yao is big and afraid of the heat, so he doesn't squeeze in with them, and sits on the sofa with a bowl to eat, watching them tune the TV channel to military affairs.

The report program started to broadcast, and the wish automatically became a child, and Xiaohu analyzed which one is more handsome, Su 35 or Feibao.

"What's the comparison, there's no comparison," Sandpan stuffed a piece of potato chips into his mouth, "Of course it's Su 35."

"It doesn't matter what you say, you are not objective enough! Ask the new brother," Xiaohu shouted, grabbing the new vocabulary he had just learned, "Brother Yuan Yao! Tell me!"

Yuan Yao, who was named, was replying to his father's WeChat message, not noticing where the debate had progressed.

He raised his head and asked casually, "What's so cool about making a wish?"

Ah Hang reminded him: "Flying Leopard."

Yuan Yao nodded, very casually: "Oh, then Su 35."

"No, no," Xiaohu pouted, dissatisfied, almost crying, "You haven't even watched TV yet."

After returning home after dinner, he made a wish and told Yuan Yao that Xiaohu's mother works as a mechanic along the coast, and the model she repaired was the Flying Leopard.

As for Xiaohu, he lives alone with his father in the family area here. Usually his father is busy with cases and has no time to take care of him. of.

Yuan Yao froze for a while, didn't say anything, and didn't know if he listened to the wish or not.

After school started, the two went to the community activity center to pick up the courier.

Yuan Yao received a square box, unpacked it, and took out a rubber-tipped toy gun to make a wish.

"What are you doing?" Wishing to see him take the initiative to hand things over, he was not used to it yet.

"Let the sand table be handed over to Xiaohu." After Yuan Yao finished speaking, he quickly walked away from him, his eyes still glued to the gun, "Children should like it."

Is the sun coming out of the west?

Wishing while walking, while fiddling with a gun in his hand.

Seeing Yuan Yao's curiosity about the toy, he wanted to laugh, and deliberately put on a straight face, knowing that Yuan Yao was also a person who thought he was upright, and he said things that Yuan Yao didn't like to hear.

"Don't think I don't know, it's actually you who want to play, right?"

After finishing speaking, Xu Yuan smiled a little too much, and his eyes were bright again, as if he had installed a spotlight to enter.

Yuan Yao didn't speak, grabbed the gun, loaded the soft bullet made of foam, took a few steps back, and the gun crashed into the back of the wishing.

I couldn't dodge the wish, and my face was red with anger, "Hey, why did you hit me!"

"You let me play." Yuan Yao said.

Under the street lamp, foam bullets bounced to the ground.

Wishing to pick up the foam, turned around and threw it on Yuan Yao's head, lowered his voice and shouted: "You dare to attack me!"

The corners of Yuan Yao's lips curled up, he remained silent, pointed his gun at the person again, narrowed his eyes, and pulled the trigger——

There was a "bang" gunshot.

The bullet hit Wishing's ass like a fist.

After the fight, Yuan Yao provoked him: "I'll hit you."

"..."

Wish petrification.

He felt that Yuan Yao seemed to have slapped him on the buttocks. At this moment, he was like a big girl who had her ass pinched by a gangster, and she was so ashamed and angry that she wanted to find a tree stump and smash her head to death.

As a result, the villain Yuan Yao added fuel to the flames, deliberately picking on things that Xu Zhi didn't like to hear.

"Why are you so shy?"

"I do not have it!"

Wishing in a panic, he pulled the hem of his school uniform to cover his butt, trying to use a physical defense mechanism, and hid under the shade of a tree.

Not only that, he also wanted to go over and snatch the toy gun——

Damn, what does he mean by spanking me!

Yuan Yao was in a good mood today, so he let him make trouble, and let Xu Wish snatch the gun away.

Wishing had already played real-life CS before he was in junior high school, and he had a mother who knew how to fight in Sanshou, so it was no problem to hold a gun. He aimed the gun at Yuan Yao in twos and twos, and hit several times fiercely.

The two chased after each other and entered the yard, making a lot of noise. The family members who came back from shopping in the yard looked at them with plastic bags and laughed.

"Oh, I haven't seen you guys for a long time," a young aunt spoke in a soft voice, wearing a green bracelet on her wrist that dazzled the eyes, "I wish you were almost 1.8 meters tall, right?"

Wishing panting, with one hand propped on his waist, he had to reply with a smile: "I'm almost there."

Yuan Yao put on a dead face, and raised his chin at him, "Are you 1.8 meters tall?"

While making a wish, he shouted back angrily: "I know you have it!"

Yuan Yaoxue him to speak: "I'm pretty much the same."

The wish did not come up in one breath.

"Are you still running?"

After making a wish, he aimed at Yuan Yao who was standing and resting downstairs in the unit, raised his eyebrows and said, "You still say you don't want to play?"

Yuan Yao ignored him and looked elsewhere.

"Hey--"

Wishing doesn't like to call him by his first name, so he shouted "Hi" intentionally and impolitely, and shot him another inch with the barrel of a gun, provoking him: "Give up?"

Just when he thought Yuan Yao could handle it at will, Yuan Yao suddenly exerted strength, stretched out his hand and grabbed the barrel of his gun, and then took advantage of the opportunity to pull the barrel of the gun and the person in front of him.

The wish could not be controlled, and she exclaimed: "What are you doing!"

Yuan Yao replied: "If you hit me again, I will be responsible."

Do you want face?

Wishing and widening his eyes, he didn't even say this, but Yuan Yao said it first.

Being dragged like this, the wishing stake was not stable, and he staggered and failed to stand upright, and he fell into Yuan Yao's arms with the gun barrel.

Afraid of hurting someone with a hard object, he subconsciously let go.

The toy gun fell to the ground with a "snap".

As for making a wish, he gave up resisting and simply buried his entire face in front of Yuan Yao's chest.

Wow.

It turns out that people of the same age are also so hot.

This is the only thought in Wishing's mind at this moment.

When summer first came, he told Yu Lanzhen that he was hot, and then showed his green code. Yu Lanzhen said that he was probably angry, so just don't stay up late.

I was dubious about making a wish, and felt that the parents could attribute anything wrong to staying up too late.

Oh, and one more thought to make a wish—

The part where Yuan Yao's neck connects to the collarbone has a very special smell, a bit fragrant, but definitely not artificial.

Like a cool summer wind blowing through the streets, rain beating on the mint leaves.

Do gays like to wear perfume?

But it smells really good.

Apologetically, with a stereotype, he couldn't help moving the tip of his nose, sneaking a sniff at Yuan Yao's neck.

While his center of gravity was still leaning forward, Yuan Yao managed to hold him steady, and reached out to pick up the toy gun on the ground.

"What do you smell?" Yuan Yao pinched his nose and made a disgusted expression, "Like a dog."

Make a wish and make a useless resistance: "You are the dog!"

Yuan Yao continued to spray him: "It's still a puppy."

Make a wish and spray back feebly: "You are the puppy!"

Yuan Yao sneered.

After speaking, he took a few steps back, and as if taking revenge, the foam bullet hit a puppy in the chest.

The autumn wind blows down a few more leaves.

Wishing to see Yuan Yao walking into the apartment building with a gun, looking at the familiar back, and looking down at his chest.

It seems to be on the left?

When the quarrel is over and tired, make a wish and go upstairs to get a drink.

He opened a bottle of Coke with one hand, handed the other bottle to Yuan Yao, and asked, "Why did you remember to buy something for Xiaohu?"

Yuan Yao was stunned for a moment, and said, "I think it's quite fun, and boys should like it."

"Yeah," Wishing said, "I also had one when I was young. The barrel was gold, and it looked very cool. I held it in the yard every day. The gun didn't hurt, and my mother always pinched me. My ears warned me that it is impolite to point a gun at someone, and it is not allowed to use it to hit children..."

Yuan Yao said, "I know."

"what?"

"I remember that gun."

It is precisely because of remembering it that Yuan Yao remembered the desire for toys in his heart at that time, so he bought this gun for Xiaohu.

But he didn't say much.

Autumn is coming to an end, and the city is ushering in a rare sunny day.

As soon as the weather got hot, Wishing began to have fun again, wearing short sleeves to school every day, and not even checking the weather forecast before going out.

He showed off his untanned arms, his hands were long and his legs were long, his school uniform was tied to his schoolbag and tied in a knot, and the top of his hair was melted into light brown by the sun.

In Yuan Yao's words, it's ostentatious and flamboyant.

Yuan Yao still didn't want to go to school with him, but it didn't matter if he made a wish. He walked through the family courtyard with bare arms, and several uncles and aunts shook their heads at him, saying that the third year of high school should not be sick, and he should wear more clothes!

Make a wish, smile and behave, and say yes.

He also carried a bottle of ice water in his schoolbag. If it got hot in the classroom, he would use ice water to cool his forehead.

Once the head teacher came to take a random temperature measurement, and took him a temperature of more than 20 degrees. The head teacher was so frightened that he circled around the place where the wish was made, made a wish, and took out the ice water in the drawer, smiling apologetically.

That afternoon, the school began organizing the teenage batch of vaccines for the students.

There were too many students, and the weather was hot, so the school had to arrange for students to line up in the gymnasium and get vaccinated in batches for fear of heat stroke. The third-year students would wait in line after dinner.

After dinner, the gymnasium was extremely crowded, with noisy voices, and the electric fans hanging from the ceiling were spinning in vain, making the stadium so lively that it seemed that mosquitoes could not even fly into it.

When wishing in line, I was still a little anxious.

"What's the matter?" Shu Jingyi was routinely checking the vaccination information sheets filled out by each student, and glanced at him, "What are you looking at?"

"Did Yuan Yao fight or not?" Xu Wish muttered.

"Hurry up, you can see that he has started to roll up his sleeves."

Shu Jingyi followed his line of sight to look at the other team, and couldn't help boasting: "Damn it, Yuan Yao is really strong."

He is really strong, so strong that when he rolls up the sleeves of his school uniform, he is full of muscles. The key point is that his muscles are good-looking, well-proportioned and strong, not exaggerated, with smooth and natural lines, not like those deliberately trained.

Yuan Yao is not white, her skin color is the color of growing up in the sun.

He just came back from the swimming pool, and his hair was sticking wet behind him before he could dry it. It must have been a while since he had a haircut, and it was much longer than when he first came home.

Wishing to look around, he found that more than one person was looking at Yuan Yao, and someone was taking pictures with his mobile phone.

Yuan Yao didn't hide, as if he didn't feel so many eyes, his eyes were all on the doctors and nurses in front, waiting for the injection.

He must have done it on purpose.

Deliberately posing for others to take pictures.

Wishing to think so, he hummed several words in his heart.

"Make a wish." Shu Jingyi called him.

The surroundings were too noisy, the wishing eyes were still glued to Yuan Yao's body, the soul was out of the body, and he didn't hear it at all.

"Make a wish!" Shu Jingyi pinched him.

Making a wish was like returning to the soul, and he said in a daze, "What's wrong?"

"Here, you need to fill in your home address." Shu Jingyi pointed to the blank space where the wish was not written.

"Okay." Wishing pushed Li Chun who was dozing off in front.

The latter understood, arched his back slightly, and let the wishing pad be written.Wishing to spread the vaccination slip on Li Chun's back and write down a series of words.

Yuan Yao took a look here.

"Fenghuang Street?" Shu Jingyi pulled out a list, "You and Yuan Yao belong to the same community?"

"Ah? Really." Wishing hurriedly pretended to be ignorant, honest and trustworthy like him, always remembering the four rules of the contract, and did not dare to look at Shu Jingyi, for fear of being seen that he was running the train with his mouth full.

He's not very good at lying.

"Yes." Shu Jingyi lowered her head to check the information.

"It's such a coincidence. A community is so big, and there are hundreds of households. We have never seen it before." Wishing said dryly.

"Have you never met before?" Shu Jingyi asked.

"No, I'm not very familiar yet." Wishing waved his hand.

"Here and here, the house number must also be written." Shu Jingyi reminded him.

"Oh."

He hadn't finished writing the string of words, and he didn't know how many buildings Yuan Yao had written, so he had to change the house number of his house.

After waiting for a while, it was finally my turn to make a wish.

As a result, Yuan Yao's team played slowly, and the doctor started to apply disinfectant alcohol to Yuan Yao when he made a wish and sat on the stool.

Yuan Yao seemed to see that wishing was afraid of pain, so he turned his head to look at him, his eyes were dim and disdainful, as if he was saying——

squeamish.

Make a wish and stare at him: No!

Yuan Yao raised his eyebrows with provocative eyes: Then you fight?

The author has something to say:

Wish: I like injections the most o(￣ヘ￣o#)!