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Wen Xu returned to the dormitory with his schoolbag in his hand. From the quiet and dark world, he plunged into the hustle and bustle, but his mind was full of the lonely figure of sooner or later.Leaning on the mat, the shoulder blades were still trembling slightly.

After washing, Wen Shu lay on the bed, boredly reviewing the subjects for tomorrow's exam.Suddenly someone knocked on the door, and the roommate next to the door shouted, "Wen Shu! Your brother is looking for you."

Wen Shu jumped up from the bed like a carp, thinking that Wen Xu had come back to avenge him, and didn't notice the slightest hint of danger.He kicked off his slippers and walked out, but met Wen Xu's frowning face with a sad face.

"Xiao Shu, are you really joking about Chi Chi's parents?" Wen Xu pulled him to the corner by the window and asked softly.

Wen Shu panicked, but still said bravely: "Then he has no parents, I'm just telling the truth."

Wen Xu's expression turned cold, and he began to wonder if he had spoiled Wen Shu too much for a long time, "You can be dissatisfied with a classmate, but you must have empathy. If someone says that about us Mom and Dad, say your brother, will you be happy?"

"I...I won't allow them to speak ill of you." Wen Shu squeezed his fists and said awkwardly.

"Okay." Wen Xu took Wen Shu's hand, opened Wen Shu's clenched fist little by little, bent slightly, and the dim light made him look very gentle, "Go and apologize to him tomorrow. "

"Why!" Wen Shu exploded in an instant, jumped up all of a sudden, and his buttocks were in excruciating pain again.He thought for a while, then stepped forward to take Wen Xu's arm, shook it slightly, and said coquettishly: "Brother, he beat me, and he didn't apologize to me, so why should I apologize to him?"

Wen Xu sighed, and gave Wen Shu the ointment bought from the school infirmary, "Because I avenged you, this time it's your turn to apologize to him. You give him this ointment, Let him heal well."

"You...you really beat him?" Wen Shu became excited in an instant, looked at Wen Xu with more admiration, and put the ointment into his trouser pocket, looking as if he wanted to be beaten appearance.

Wen Xu was worried for a moment and left this matter to his younger brother, and took the ointment back, thinking that he would go find it himself sooner or later.Wen Shu was taken aback for a moment, his eyes became resentful, and he muttered: "My butt is still swollen from being kicked, why don't you buy me some ointment."

He automatically ignored the full of ointments and plasters in his drawer, which one was not prepared for him by Wen Xu himself.

Seeing that Wen Shu was about to go back to the dormitory, Wen Xu couldn't help shouting again: "Xiao Shu."

Wen Shu turned around and looked at Wen Xu standing in the open space in front of the window, illuminated by the dim lights in the old corridor, with a light shadow cast by his tall nose, and a faint luster on his lips.He scratched his head and sighed softly: "Brother, you look quite handsome at first glance."

"I'm asking you something serious." Wen Xu's cheeks turned slightly pink when he said this, and he quickly cleared his throat and changed the subject.He seemed to have hesitated for a long time before asking: "Sooner or later, does he really have no parents? Did something happen to his home? Why...he doesn't stay at school and doesn't go home."

Wen Shu scratched his head, then limped back.

"I don't know, I just know that his parents are dead, they died a long time ago, and he lives with his grandma... Anyway, he is quite fierce, he loses his temper at every turn, and doesn't have a good relationship with the people in the class .As for living on campus, maybe he has no money—he doesn’t live at home, everyone in the class says he has to take a long bus to go home.”

In fact, Wen Shu didn't know much. His various cognitions about sooner or later appeared in other people's words, and he roughly pieced together a "sooner or later" from the images drawn by others, with extreme uncertainty and self-confidence. Thought idea.

"I see, you go back. Don't study anymore, go to bed early, the exam is not as important as your body." Wen Xu smiled and watched Wen Shu go in.

There were very few students in the corridor, and the washers had finished their work long ago and approached the dormitory, only the old lamps in the corridor were left humming, casting Wen Xu's shadow.He walked upstairs slowly and squeezed the not cheap ointment in his hand.

The school doctor said that this is the best ointment, as long as it is applied on the bruised area, it will heal completely within half a week.

Wen Xu pressed the ointment under the pillow, but couldn't sleep all night.Sooner or later, he frequented his unseemly dreams, leaving behind that look that Wen Xu couldn't let go of.It was the first time he saw such eyes appearing on a young man, with inappropriate sadness and indifference, as if he was looking forward to what he would do.

What to do.

Wen Xu seemed to be possessed by a demon. He packed a few books hastily and rushed out of the classroom the next night after self-study.He squeezed the ointment tightly, planning to go to the storage room to see sooner or later.

Jiang Yuanxin stood next to Wen Xu with a stack of books in her arms, watched helplessly as the man walked past her, and said "excuse me", like a gust of wind, he disappeared at the back door of the classroom with a "swoosh".She was stunned for a moment, pointed at the place where Wen Xu walked, and asked, "What is he going to do? I didn't even have time to ask the question, why did he leave?"

The deskmate at the side pulled his head out of the table and shook his head, "I don't know, I've been restless all day today, maybe something happened."

Wen Xu did encounter something.

He stood at the door of the storage room, looking at the darkness inside, he didn't know whether to go in or not.Under the black shroud, the storage room seemed even more gloomy, without the noise and vitality of the school, completely sunk in the twilight, groggy, without any light.

He put his hand on the door lightly. The old mahogany door had peeled off paint, and the mottled red color made it feel a bit harsh to the touch. Gently pricking Wen Xu's fingers made him feel a little bit evasive.

Suddenly, he heard soft weeping coming from that door.It seemed that he was extremely depressed, but he couldn't help but let out a slight sound from his throat. The choking sound became louder in the quiet night, through the wooden door, and directly crashed into Wen Xu's heart.

He stood quietly behind the door until the crying gradually died down and was swallowed by darkness and silence again, then he opened the door and walked in slowly.

The pouring moonlight coated him with a layer of silver, and at first glance it seemed that his whole body was shining.

"Sooner or later, I will bring you the ointment. You apply it on time according to the above instructions, so as not to leave your shoulder blades sick." When Wen Xu said these words, his tone was very soft, and he even stared at his own shadow peacefully , for fear of seeing some secret sooner or later, which would make the boy even more unhappy.

He squatted down slowly, and put the ointment on the ground in front of the door, as if waiting for an answer sooner or later.For a long time, there was still only the sound of two people's breathing in the air. Wen Xu sighed, stood up, turned around and was about to leave.

The light was still not on, and sooner or later he was in the dark, so he stopped Wen Xu: "Wait a minute."

Wen Xu stopped immediately, turned around happily, and waited for the next sentence sooner or later.

Sooner or later, it seemed a little unnatural, and with a strong nasal voice, he said: "You are gone, how can I paint my shoulder blades by myself." As soon as I stumbled and said this, I was not sure whether I was shy or annoyed by myself. He scratched his hair a little irritably, "Forget it, let's go."

Wen Xu didn't leave, but closed the door gently, and walked to Chi Chia's side in the dark.

Taking advantage of the faint moonlight cast from the window, Wen Xu sat on the cushion beside Chi Chi, watched the man wearing a loose vest, sitting there with his legs crossed, and reached out to touch his shoulder blades.

"Hiss—" Chi Chi took a deep breath.

Wen Xu hurriedly withdrew his hands and said softly, "I'm sorry."

Sooner or later, he sneered and said, "It's strange that you two brothers were arguing to fight and punish me, and now you're all apologizing."

Wen Xu lowered his eyes, did not speak, and quietly smelled the soap smell on Chi Chi's body.

That scent, which is different from laundry detergent, is a breath that is far away in memory. It seems that as soon as I smell it, I return to my grandmother when I was a child, and sit with her under the eaves of the door, washing the clothes.

"You said I could make a request of you, right?"

Wen Xu raised his head instantly, looked at Chi Chi, and replied, "It's help. As long as I can do it, I can do anything."

"Well, I want to ask you to borrow a hug."

As soon as he finished saying this, before Wen Xu could react, he reached out his hand sooner or later to embrace the person who was still in a daze in front of him into his arms.The warm temperature passed to Chi Chi, and the stuffy little room became hotter, but Chi Chi felt an inexplicable peace of mind.

"You can't tell anyone, or I'll beat you too."

Chi Chi put his chin on Wen Xu's shoulder, but gritted his teeth and said such a sentence.