See you on the rooftop

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Make a wish pupil earthquake.

He forgot who, and he would never forget Yuan Yao.

Yuan Yao, who was doing evil every day in the family's courtyard when he was a child, showing off his prestige!

He said embarrassingly, "So it's you."

Yuan Yao showed no expression, just casually: "We know each other?"

Wishing to hold back a sneer: "..."

The other party's inability to remember made him feel like he was being scumbag.

Make a wish and turn back in silence.

Just don't remember.

However, he must not allow an annoying person to stir up trouble in his own home.

Moreover, making a wish is a bit wronged.

When a dad says "I remember I told you," that's what he said.But Wishing really didn't remember this happening, presumably it was because they were too busy and forgot such an important thing.

After answering the message to the father, Xu Yuan quietly looked up at Yuan Yao, and found that this man was trying to avoid him.

The suitcase of the other party was still placed by the door, and the whole person was in a state of evacuation at any time.

"I thought we would be roommates who didn't meet each other outside."

Yuan Yao's eyes fell on the armrest of the sofa.

There is a new school uniform that has not been removed from the plastic packaging.

Yuan Yao's brows tightened even more, but his tone was very calm, "It doesn't look like it now. I found the wrong person."

For some reason, Xu Wish felt that he wanted to leave.

Sure enough, the next second, Yuan Yao picked up the bag on the suitcase, hung the strap on his shoulder, and prepared to leave without looking back.

Looking at the back of Yuan Yao who wanted to leave, time and space suddenly flowed in Wishing's mind, and the scenes overlapped.

In 2008, the Wenchuan Earthquake occurred.

The northern suburbs are close to the Longmenshan fault zone, which was greatly affected by the earthquake. Fortunately, affected by the development here, most of them are one-story houses that cannot be destroyed by the earthquake.

At that time, the military, police and police forces of the whole city went into earthquake relief operations one after another, and there was no delay.

Wishing just turned six years old that year and was about to go to primary school.

In my memory, the family area became empty that year, and the formerly bustling courtyard was completely quiet for several months.

The adults who did not go to the front line are also fighting in their own posts, eating, drinking and sleeping almost have no time to go home.

The earthquake relief mission ended with honor, and the post-disaster reconstruction mission also followed.

With the successful hosting of the Beijing Olympic Games, news of who won the first few gold medals began to be broadcast in the street community.

At the same time, the good news came from the parents who had successfully completed the task.

The family members who stayed behind were relieved, and the community slowly returned to life.

It was at that time that the Yuan family, who had a close relationship with the family on weekdays, said that they were going to move out and leave here.

Later, when I heard from my father, I made a wish and realized that Uncle Yuan was going to change units and go to another city.

Before the job transfer, Yuan Yao became a single parent.

Naturally, the transfer is to return the house in the family courtyard to the original unit, so the family has to move out.

Where Uncle Yuan went to, what kind of policeman he became, I don't know about making a wish, and I don't have that concept.

All he knew was that the little boy who was tossing and rolling in the streets on his bicycle every day disappeared, and they never saw each other again in the long years of growing up.

In the depths of the wishing memory, the word "Yuan Yao" is just a small, thin figure from the back.

Back then, Wishing was one year older than Yuan Yao.

It was this age that caused him to be told by adults, "You have to give in to your younger brother". This time, he went from being a baby to being able to fight.

Wishing is not a vegetarian, and his body is still strong. In a place where adults can't see, amidst the cheers and cheers of other children, he rolled up the sleeves of his kindergarten uniform and started a wrestling strongman match with Yuan Yao.

Even if a child is only one year old, there is an astonishing gap in development.

Yuan Yao is smart and quick-witted, knowing that the "frontal battlefield" won't benefit him, so he learns how to make a slingshot.

Then, he bought ten erasers for five yuan, cut them into pieces for 20 yuan, put them in his pocket as bullets, and made a sneak attack while he was not paying attention.

Although the eraser is soft, it came over with such great force, and cried several times for the wishing bullet. When I went home and wanted to sue, I just waited for my mother to come back, but my mother never came home.

It's hard to look forward and look forward, looking forward to my mother coming home, but my mother always says, I wish I could give way to Xiaoyao.

As soon as he turned around, making a wish, he saw Yuan Yao laughing by the window, laughing terribly.

Just as Xu Wish was about to chase her out, the mother grabbed her by the back of her neck like an eagle catching a chick.

Omg.

Shrinking his neck while making a wish, he turned his head and saw his mother in a navy blue police uniform. She was intimidated and too frightened to speak.

……

correct.

It's just this bad expression, why can Yuan Yao remain the same after more than ten years?

Thinking of this, Wishing sat up straight.

He suddenly saw the name of the person he had unconsciously written down on the manuscript paper, which was the name he would take a second look at every time he rolled up the paper from the back to the front.

He immediately blacked out the two words with a black gel pen, then turned his head to cover his chin on his shoulder, and looked back vaguely.

"boom."

The bench he was sitting on suddenly moved, without even thinking about it, it was Yuan Yao who pushed his stool leg with his foot from underneath.

really do.

Well, cheap legs, right?

As a habit of making wishes, he moved the stool back a bit, pushing Yuan Yao's table leg staggered, and the pile of books on the table shook, and one book fell off.

The sound of the exercise book falling to the ground was soft.

No one in the huge classroom noticed the movement here.

Yuan Yao: "..."

Quickly tore off a page of the notepad, made a wish, painted a few large characters with a highlighter, and then pasted the note on the back of his school uniform:

—Don't mess with me.

The corners of Yuan Yao's lips curled up, knowing it, he poked the three words with a pen.

Say you know.

The wish was poked so badly that it hurt my back, and because I was afraid of disturbing my classmates during the self-study, and the head teacher's eyes shot over like Gatling, I had to give up resentfully.

The tip of the pen poked his chin, making a wish with a "hiss" in pain, he buried his head low, and his thoughts drifted away again.

He was reflecting on why Yuan Yao showed disgust towards him in the first place.

Having said that, when Yuan Yao raised his leg to leave that day, Xu Zhi opened his mouth and called him: "Wait. You are leaving now, how can I explain to my dad? Don't say I kicked you out later."

"My dad told me,"

Yuan Yao paused, and then his eyes fell on the wishing new school uniform again, "You are studying on the road."

"Nope." Wishing pointed to the school uniform, "This is from No. [-] Middle School."

Yuan Yao: "..."

Make a wish: "..."

Such a silence, it seems that both sides know where the problems of the parents are.

People of their age speak mostly in dialects, perhaps confusing "Luzhong" and "Six Middle School".

Both the Railway Middle School and the Sixth Senior High School are not far from the northern suburbs, so the parents didn't ask each other in detail.

Moreover, before wishing to transfer to school, he did study on the road, and the transfer was just to fight for a better school.

Wishing could not help but ask: "Then which school did you study in?"

The whole city is so big and there are so many middle schools, it is impossible for the sixth middle school to be one.

"Six High School."

"Which level?"

In my impression, Yuan Yao was younger, and was always forced by his parents to call him brother.

Well, the one who is younger than me and has thin skin and tender flesh should be a sophomore in high school.

"High school senior."

"...Which class?"

I made a wish and thought to myself, there are so many people in No. [-] Middle School, it is impossible to really be in the same class as me.

"Class one."

After answering the question, Yuan Yao asked him back: "Then which class are you in?"

"I don't know yet, I'll report it tomorrow." Wishing pointed to the packaging bag of the new school uniform, "I'm a transfer student."

In Wishing's eyes, Yuan Yao seemed too lazy to talk nonsense with himself.

The latter opened the satchel, pulled out a piece of the same school uniform sleeve from the satchel, and said, "I don't live with people from the same school."

Wishing to find this reason very strange, asked: "Why?"

Yuan Yao said: "The trajectories of life are too close."

Make a wish and don't buy his account, saying: "Your reason is not enough to convince me."

"I don't need to convince you." Yuan Yao said.

As soon as he answered like this, the wish came back...

The younger brother is still as annoying as ever.

Adhering to the idea of ​​"accomplishing the task", making a wish still asks: "You have to give me an explanation. Otherwise, how can I tell my dad?"

Stretching out his fingers, Yuan Yao fiddled with one side of the mask with his slender fingertips.

He moved his lips, but he didn't make a sound, as if he was hiding some secret.

Seeing him hesitating, making a wish, he was too lazy to ask, so he turned on the light in the living room, and someone passed by in the corridor, and the voice-activated light turned on.

At this time, Wishing could see Yuan Yao's appearance clearly.

Now Yuan Yao's face is handsome and straight, the corners of his lips are raised, and he has the air of "do not disturb strangers". He can no longer see the shadow of his childhood, and he still looks human when he is not talking.

It's a pity that he has a long mouth.

After waiting for a long time, Yuan Yao didn't say why.

It looked like he wasn't going to say anything.

Yuan Yao lowered his head and fumbled for the phone from his trouser pocket. He backed up and wanted to go out. He said as he walked, "I'll make it clear to my dad and ask him to explain to Uncle Xu that it has nothing to do with you."

Wishing could not hold back and asked, "Do you still hate me?"

Yuan Yao raised his eyebrows, not understanding why he used the word "return", but asked back: "Why do I hate you?"

His expression was extremely innocent, and for a moment he couldn't tell whether he had really forgotten.

Even the rhetorical questions were flawless, making Wishing do not know how to answer.

After all, when Yuan Yao moved away, he was only five and a half years old, so it's normal that he couldn't remember a playmate who was diametrically opposed to him.

"It's fine if you don't remember."

Making a wish is thin-skinned, and seeing the other party's confused face, he stopped asking. Guessing that Yuan Yao was bothering him, he felt a little hurt unexpectedly.

Just thinking about it, when the mobile phone's WeChat rang, the super long voice note from my father popped up again. I made a wish and clicked on one of them to convert the voice to text, but accidentally released it directly——

"Hey, your Uncle Yuan is worried that he lives alone at home."

Hearing the wish, he was stunned, and looked at Yuan Yao even more curiously.

Not really.

No one is really afraid of living alone at such an age.

Or Yuan Yao who was so cruel and unreasonable when he was a child?Still a boy with a height of 1.8 meters?

It was this voice that kept Yuan Yao's footsteps wanting to go out.

He was silent, as if thinking and struggling.

He also seemed to breathe a little faster, and the rise and fall of his shoulders changed.

After thinking for a while, Yuan Yao dragged the suitcase into the house again, and closed the door of the house casually.

With such a pass, the house isolated a small space for the two people from the world.

Yuan Yao is tall, looks not to be trifled with, and has a strong sense of oppression. After standing like this, he made a wish and realized that he may no longer live alone in the future.

There will be someone who goes to and from school with him, eats with him, and sleeps with him.

Make a wish and close your eyes, forcing yourself to accept this fact within 5 minutes.

In addition to the shock and self-defeating resistance, he also had a little perverted excitement.

He's going to have to torture the little brat a lot.

Yuan Yao seemed to be ignorant of the little devil in the wishing heart, and pushed the luggage inward again.

It took him a while to be forced to accept this reality, and it was rare for him to ask politely, "Excuse me, which room do I live in?"

"I'm one year older than you," Wishing felt that the disadvantages he once had could be turned into advantages to take advantage of him, emphasizing the relationship between the two of them, "You should call me Brother Wishing, just like you did when you were a child."

Yuan Yao had question marks all over his face.

He disdainfully said, "What are you talking about?"

Wishing is not convinced: "I am stating the facts!"

"Promise, wish," Yuan Yao bit these two words very hard, not being too lazy to ignore him, and glanced at him, "Excuse me, where do I live?"

"This way."

Make a wish and take him to the guest room dissatisfied.

If you don't bark, don't bark. It's fierce.

The houses in the family courtyard are not big, and his house is not bad, but almost no one has lived in the guest room, and it is very clean, and there is no pile of debris.

When passing by the bathroom, he made a wish and pointed to him: "This is the bathroom. There are three bedrooms, one living room and one bathroom at home, so we can only share it."

"Okay," Yuan Yao pushed the suitcase into the guest room, and took the broom next to the dining table, "I will do the housework from now on."

Wishing did not respond, "Huh?"

"Okay, I'll pack up and go to rest." Yuan Yao looked tired, before closing the door of the guest room, he opened the door and asked, "What do you want to eat tomorrow morning?"

"You can do it?"

"Order takeaway, I'll pay."

Oh, making a wish now makes sense. After all, Yuan Yao wants to provide food and do some housework to make his existence less obtrusive.

"I'll eat whatever you eat." Wishing has no opinion on eating.

"Ah."

Yuan Yao paused for a moment, then nodded to show that he understood.Then he glanced at him with a smile, and then closed the door.

Wishing for a while, I felt Yuan Yao's expression was provocative.

Early the next morning, there were indeed two extra breakfasts on the dining room table.

A big steamed stuffed bun, two cups of soy milk.

They were steaming and looked as if they had been delivered not long ago.

Early in the morning, in order to avoid squeezing into the bathroom with Yuan Yao, Wishing simply became lazy and woke up 10 minutes late.

It was a very bad night to wake up, Yuan Yao had to take a shower in the morning, and by chance, he had a face-to-face meeting with Wishing, who came out of the second bedroom.

Yuan Yao wore school trousers on the lower body, and was naked on the upper body, which was only symbolically covered with a bath towel.

As he walked, he wiped the water from his hair with a towel, lowered his head slightly, and the back of his neck and spine showed a powerful and beautiful arc.

It is not difficult to see that Yuan Yao has really been trained since he was a child, and his muscles are strong and strong, without an inch of excess.

Wishing thought, no wonder it took so much effort to beat him when he was a child.

But Yuan Yao has more than one scar on his body.

It looked like it had been whipped, and it looked like it was caused by some sharp weapon.

Those scars were like ugly long snakes, entangled on his body one after another, like the imprint of time, like some hidden story.

The wishing eyes only paused on those wounds for a few seconds, but Yuan Yao captured them sensitively.

He turned slightly and immediately covered them with a towel.

The author has something to say:

There is also today tia (sharpening the knife) when the little bully makes a wish