Junior Bamboo Horse is a squeamish beauty

Ji Xiaohuan finally agreed to Kuang Mu's request.

There are still two days before the start of school at H University, Ji Xiaohuan and Kuang Mu didn't go back to Fucheng directly, but rushed back to Mingcheng again.

It was 10:30 in the morning when the two arrived in Mingcheng.

Time was a little short, so they decided to go to Yan Minhui's tomb after lunch.

After lunch, Ji Xiaohuan got another off-road vehicle from somewhere, and took Kuang Mu on the road.

Kuang Mu used to go to worship every year on the anniversary of Yan Minhui's death, so he was very familiar with the location of Yan Minhui's cemetery.

The location of Yan Minhui's cemetery is somewhat remote.

Along the way, Kuang Mu told Ji Xiaohuan how to go and which intersection to turn from time to time.

While driving, Ji Xiaohuan glanced at Kuang Mu and asked, "Come here often?"

Kuang Muzheng was leaning on the seat, raising his finger to tell Ji Xiaohuan to turn right at the intersection ahead, when he heard Ji Xiaohuan asking this, he slowly lowered his finger, and said in a low voice, "I've been here once or twice."

Ji Xiaohuan gave a faint acknowledgment.

Kuang Mu turned his head to look at his brother's sharp-edged profile, and he hesitated to speak several times.

He knew that this time Ji Xiaohuan was willing to come to Yan Minhui's cemetery to take a look, mostly because he wanted to come, and Ji Xiaohuan was worried that he would come alone, so he followed, not because Ji Xiaohuan wanted to come Look at Yan Minhui.

Kuang Mu still remembered what Yan Minhui had said to him before his death.

Yan Minhui said: Ji Xiaohuan is his son, she understands him, Ji Xiaohuan will never forgive anyone, never forgive anyone who betrayed him.

Even though Yan Minhui was Ji Xiaohuan's biological mother, even though Yan Minhui had passed away for many years, Ji Xiaohuan still did not forgive her.

Thinking of this, Kuang Mu's Adam's apple rolled, and he wanted to tell Ji Xiaohuan the truth about her and Ji Mingyi's divorce that Yan Minhui told him before he died.

Kuang Mu thought that if he told Ji Xiaohuan that Aunt Yan had hidden feelings when she left him, then would Ji Xiaohuan forgive Yan Minhui...

So along the way, Kuang Mu looked at Ji Xiaohuan several times with his mouth open, and the words he wanted to say were on his lips.

But in the end, Kuang Mu still couldn't speak out.

Kuang Mu leaned against the window and closed his eyes heavily, thinking: Forget it.

He was still selfish when facing Ji Xiaohuan.

He only wants Ji Xiaohuan to be good, and other people are not so important as long as they are compared with Ji Xiaohuan.

Ji Xiaohuan's hatred for Yan Minhui has lasted for more than ten years, and that kind of hatred has already been carved into his bones.

Similarly, Ji Xiaohuan's respect and love for Ji Mingyi has lasted for more than ten years.

If Kuang Mu suddenly told him the real reason why Yan Minhui left him, would Ji Xiaohuan's world be turned upside down?

When Yan Minhui passed away, Ji Xiaohuan didn't even have time to see Yan Minhui for the last time...

Kuang Mu thought it was too cruel, that kind of misunderstanding and miss was really too cruel.

So much so that Kuang Mu hasn't said anything yet, but he has already started to suffer from heart angina because of his brother.

Since Yan Minhui had instructed him when he died, not to let Ji Xiaohuan know about it.

Then don't talk about it.

I won't talk about it in my life.

Kuang Mu thought so, and slowly let go of the fist clenched by his side.

It was two o'clock in the afternoon when Kuang Mu and Ji Xiaohuan arrived at the cemetery.

In summer, the cemetery will close a little later, at about four o'clock in the afternoon.

Kuang Mu got out of the car first, holding a bunch of small yellow chrysanthemums.

Ji Xiaohuan came here for the first time, he didn't know where Yan Minhui's cemetery was, so he could only follow Kuang Mu.

The tomb of Yan Minhui is in the last row.

The location there is very good, on the highest hillside of the cemetery, overlooking all the scenery below the mountain.

It's just not friendly to those who come to visit the grave.

Because there are too many stairs, every time Kuang Mu came over, he was exhausted and out of breath from going upstairs.

But this time he was a little tired from walking, and bent down to take a few breaths, Ji Xiaohuan walked to his side, raised his hand to support his waist.

Kuang Mu looked up at his brother.

Ji Xiaohuan said to him: "Go slowly."

Kuang Mu gasped for a while in Ji Xiaohuan's arms, and only after his breathing slowed down did he continue to walk up with Ji Xiaohuan's support.

The two of them walked to the last row of the cemetery, Ji Xiaohuan turned his head to look at Kuang Mu, asking questions.

Kuang Mu raised his finger and pointed to the second position on the right.

Ji Xiaohuan led him forward.

Today's sunshine is very good, unlike the last time when Kuang Mu came here, it was raining continuously, but the sun was so bright that it was a bit dazzling.

The flowers Kuang Mu sent last time were still placed in front of Yan Minhui's tombstone.

The bright flowers at that time have now become dry, and the original color cannot be seen.

Kuang Mu bent down and picked up the bunch of dried flowers on the ground.

Ji Xiaohuan stood behind him and took the bouquet of flowers.

Then Kuang Mu took out a clean white towel from the bag he brought.

He stepped forward and wiped all the dust off Yan Minhui's tombstone seriously.

Kuang Mu hadn't come for more than three months, and Yan Minhui's tombstone had already been covered with a thick layer of dust in the wind and rain, and it looked a bit dirty.

Kuang Mu wiped it with a clean towel first, then took out a wet paper towel and wiped it again.

With his wiping, the marble on the tombstone glowed faintly again.

Ji Xiaohuan stood quietly behind Kuang Mu, did not step forward to step in front of Yan Minhui's tomb, but just watched his brother bent over Yan Minhui's tombstone without saying a word and busy.

The weather is a little hot.

Kuang Mu wiped it very carefully. He squatted on the ground and wiped the words engraved on Yan Minhui's tombstone carefully, and sweat broke out on his forehead.

He had been squatting for too long, and when he got up he stood up a bit violently, his eyes suddenly turned gray, and he couldn't stand and fell backwards.

Ji Xiaohuan walked into Yan Minhui's cemetery in two steps, and grabbed his brother's body.

Kuang Mu's back was pressed against Ji Xiaohuan's chest, and he felt his brother's hand encircling his waist and abdomen from behind, while the other hand wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Get up slowly." Ji Xiaohuan said.

Kuang Mu lowered his head and leaned against Ji Xiaohuan's body for a while, only to feel the patches of gray in front of him gradually dissipate. He straightened up, bent down again, and put the chrysanthemum in his hand on Yan Minhui's. In front of the tombstone.

Only then did Ji Xiaohuan let go of Kuang Mu's hand, took another step back, and walked out of Yan Minhui's tomb.

After Kuang Mu put the flowers down, he didn't straighten up immediately, but squatted on the ground looking at Yan Minhui's beautiful photo with a smile, and said softly, "Aunt Yan, he's here this time..."

Kuang Mu's voice changed at this point.

He raised his hand backwards to show Yan Minhui his brother's hand, but when he turned around, he found that Ji Xiaohuan was standing a little far away, and he couldn't hold Ji Xiaohuan's hand.

So Kuang Mu looked at Ji Xiaohuan with red eyes, raised his hand in the air, and refused to let it go.

Ji Xiaohuan looked at his brother's hand and didn't move.

Kuang Mu's fingers were as slender and beautiful as onion tips, glowing faintly under the sunlight.

"elder brother……"

Seeing that his brother refused to come, Kuang Mu called out softly.

Ji Xiaohuan lowered his head and sighed, walked up behind Kuang Mu, and held his hand.

Kuang Mu's hand was a little cold, so he held Ji Xiaohuan's hand instead, and pulled Ji Xiaohuan forward with some strength.

Ji Xiaohuan had no choice but to stand beside Kuang Mu, in front of Yan Minhui's tomb, listening to his younger brother continue to whisper after Yan Minhui.

Kuang Mu said: "Aunt Yan, I'm sorry, it was my father who caused you to leave so early, I'm here today to make amends..."

After saying that, Kuang Mu thumped and knelt down on the ground.

Ji Xiaohuan watched his younger brother's thin body kneeling on the ground, and subconsciously wanted to pull Kuang Mu up, but when he saw Kuang Mu's red eyes filled with tears, he stopped his strength.

Kuang Mu knelt in front of Yan Minhui's tomb, rubbed his eyes and began to cry softly.

His body is thin and thin, and he wore a thin white coat at the end of summer, which looked like a piece of white paper, trembling in the wind fragilely.

Kuang Mu said to Yan Minhui with a crying voice: "Aunt Yan, I'm sorry, I promised to bring him to see you before, but I made you wait for seven years... seven years to come..."

"You were so kind to me before, but I haven't even fulfilled your last wish until now..."

"It was my fault……"

At this point, Kuang Mu lowered his head and couldn't speak any more. His wrists were bent and pressed against his eyes, and his crying shoulders were trembling slightly.

Ji Xiaohuan looked at his younger brother who seemed to be crying more and more unable to stop.

He frowned, bent down and hugged Kuang Mu directly.

Feeling Ji Xiaohuan's strength, Kuang Mu was startled, and immediately opened his big tear-filled eyes, and hugged Ji Xiaohuan's arm with both hands.

Ji Xiaohuan hugged Kuang Mu and turned around, walked to a step in front of Yan Minhui's tomb, let him sit on the step, Ji Xiaohuan asked Kuang Mu to turn his back on Yan Minhui's tomb, and prevented him from seeing Yan Minhui's tomb again. Yan Minhui's tombstone.

Ji Xiaohuan squatted beside Kuang Mu, raised his hand to wipe the tears off his younger brother's face and said, "There's nothing to cry about, stop crying."

Ji Xiaohuan didn't let him cry, so Kuang Mu bit his lower lip, looking at Ji Xiaohuan with big red eyes, holding back tears, rolling around in his eye sockets.

Ji Xiaohuan glanced at Kuang Mu, lowered his head, straightened Kuang Mu's leg with his hand, rubbed Kuang Mu's knee with his palm and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Just now Ji Xiaohuan heard Kuang Mu kneeling on the ground with a thud.

The ground was concrete, and the knees just knelt on it so crisply.

Kuang Mu's health is not good, before Ji Xiaohuan hugged him, even when he put him on the bed, he used his hand to support his back, and put him on the soft bed carefully.

It's a good thing for him, kneeling this time is really merciless to himself.

"hurts a little……"

Kuang Mu lowered his eyes to look at his brother, his eyelashes trembled, bit his lower lip and said softly.

Then he saw Ji Xiaohuan's palm caressing his swollen knee, rubbing it for him.

Ji Xiaohuan's palm was warm and his strength was well controlled, Kuang Mu gradually eased his tense body under Ji Xiaohuan's palm.

Then Kuang Mu tilted his head, staring at his brother's side face in a daze.

The sun cast a beam of light on Ji Xiaohuan's face along the shade of the trees on the side of the road. According to the light, Ji Xiaohuan's brows and eyes were glowing with a faint golden light, and even the delicate hairs on his face could be clearly seen Chu.

Ji Xiaohuan's eyes are beautiful, but not as round and big as Kuang Mu's eyes, with curled and curled eyelashes.

His brows and eyes are full of a man's sternness, his eyelashes are straight and not curved, but he is extremely handsome.

Ji Xiaohuan was supposed to have a sharp and cold look, but at this moment, he was frowning slightly, rubbing Kuang Mu's leg very intently.

Kuang Mu's heart felt soft when he saw it.

He couldn't help but put his chin on Ji Xiaohuan's shoulder, then leaned forward and kissed Ji Xiaohuan's eyes.

Ji Xiaohuan paused for a moment before looking at his younger brother.

Kuang Mu looked at him with those big eyes full of infatuation.

Kuang Mu became a little emotional, he softly raised his hand, wrapped around Ji Xiaohuan's neck, and said softly to Ji Xiaohuan with his red lips slightly curled up: "Brother, kiss me..."

Ji Xiaohuan raised his eyebrows, lowered his voice and said, "Yue'er, I was seen."

"En?" Kuang Mu's eyes were ignorant, and then he followed Ji Xiaohuan's gaze and turned around to look back, his body suddenly startled.

He saw the grave guard at the foot of the slope standing behind him with a cigarette in his hand, squinting at him and saying, "Here we are."

Kuang Mu's face instantly turned apple-colored, and he lowered his head at once, and responded in a low voice, his exposed neck and ear tips were all red.

The tomb guard didn't laugh at him, his expression was normal, as if he didn't see anything, he pouted his chin in Ji Xiaohuan's position and asked, "Is this a newcomer or an old one?"

At this time, Ji Xiaohuan supported Kuang Mu's arm and made him stand up, then bent down and patted the ashes on Kuang Mu's body.

After Kuang Mu stood still, he lowered his head and said, "There are no newcomers and oldcomers, it has always been him..."

"Oh..." The gravekeeper sighed and said, "The seven years have finally come."

Kuang Mu was silent for a while, and suddenly felt that his throat was extremely dry.

After a while, he nodded, and replied in a hoarse voice: "Yes, it's time."

The gravekeeper raised his hand and took a puff of cigarette, saying, "That's great."

After speaking, he turned around and left.

Kuang Mu still stood there with his head down, the words that the tomb guard said echoed in his mind.

Seven years of waiting finally came...

Yes, he waited for Ji Xiaohuan for seven years.

During those seven years, he would sit here and wait for Ji Xiaohuan every year on the anniversary of Yan Minhui's death.

He waited from the opening of the cemetery in the morning until the closing of the cemetery in the afternoon.

Although Kuang Mu didn't say anything, he told himself again and again that Ji Xiaohuan would not come.

But every time he sits here, he always holds a little expectation in his heart, expecting that familiar figure will appear at the gate in the distance and walk towards him.

And every time a person enters the cemetery, his heart will be raised high, and then he will put it down heavily.

At that time, he still vividly remembers the feeling of waiting for suffering, but now he has already waited for the person he wants...

For seven years, he waited.

In the past, when Kuang Mu came to the cemetery, it was always rainy, but today he finally saw the scenery of the cemetery bathed in sunshine.

The cemetery is not so lifeless, even bright little wild flowers bloom in the grass, and under the sunshine, every plant and tree is full of vitality.

At this moment, Ji Xiaohuan raised his arms to wrap his arms around his shoulders, and whispered in his ear, "Let's go."

Kuang Mu walked down the steps with his brother.

Ji Xiaohuan drove Kuang Mu home.

They decided to stay at Ji Xiaohuan's house tonight, just passing Luoya High School on the way.

Coincidentally, today is the day when Luo Ya High School freshmen report.

Freshmen in the first year of senior high school wore blue and white school uniforms, shuttled back and forth at the gate, and the whole road was filled with the youthful and vigorous atmosphere of students.

The report was a special day, and the school's doors were wide open, allowing everyone to come and go as they pleased.

The freshmen were holding books in their hands, and their parents were by their side, chatting and laughing.

Some freshmen have even met new friends. Boys and girls get together and make appointments where they will go to play together.

There was a bit of a traffic jam on this road, so Kuang Mu lay on his back by the window and watched the scene outside, fascinated.

Ji Xiaohuan watched his brother pawing by the window like a kitten, and asked in a low voice, "Want to go in and have a look?"

Kuang Mu turned his head and asked with bright eyes: "Is it okay?"

"why not?"

Ji Xiaohuan turned the steering wheel and parked the car in a parking space on the side of the road.

Parking spaces are located 100 meters from the school.

Ji Xiaohuan and Kuang Mu got out of the car and went against the flow of people to the school gate.

Kuang Mu looked up at the "Luoya High School" sign at the school gate, took a deep breath, and walked into the school with Ji Xiaohuan.

Sure enough, there were a lot of people in the school, including students in school uniforms, teachers, and parents.

All of a sudden, the whole school was noisy, people coming and going pushed Kuang Mu and Ji Xiaohuan away from time to time.

As soon as Kuang Mu and Ji Xiaohuan separated, he hurriedly poked his head to look for his brother.

After being squeezed away by another group of students rushing past, Ji Xiaohuan walked up to Kuang Mu's side and grabbed his hand.

Kuang Mu looked down at the clenched hands of the two, and his face flushed instantly.

He looked around nervously, and whispered in Ji Xiaohuan's ear, "Brother, this is the school..."

"what happened?"

"There are so many people..." Kuang Mu's face burned so badly that he didn't dare to lift his little head, but he didn't dare to break free from his brother's hand either.

Kuang Mu has always been thin-skinned, and now he even feels that the two of them have become the target of public criticism, and everyone is watching them.

But Ji Xiaohuan didn't respond at all, he said: "We are together openly and aboveboard, why can't we hold hands?"

When Ji Xiaohuan said these words, it was like a pair of big hands calming all the uneasiness in Kuang Mu's heart.

He looked down at his brother holding his hand tightly.

After a while, Kuang Mu felt the hotness on his face gradually disappear, he reached out his fingers from Ji Xiaohuan's tightly clenched palm, and held his brother's hand instead.

Later, Kuang Mu found that those students were very busy coming and going, and he was very excited.

Even if some students noticed the two of them, they would just look at their faces twice, then discuss in a low voice and walk away.

Accepting everyone's attention doesn't seem to be that difficult.

Kuang Mu gradually relaxed his mind, took his brother's hand, and walked slowly in the school.

They first went to the teaching building of Senior One, walked up to the third floor, and came to the door of Class Three of Senior One.

Only a few students on duty were left in the class sweeping the floor, and the students were talking and laughing with brooms.

The chalk writing on the blackboard welcoming new students has not been erased.

On it was written "Welcome to Class [-], Grade [-]" written with big red chalk, and a few colorful flowers were drawn beside the font.

These words are particularly conspicuous, and they can be seen from a long distance.

Kuang Mu looked at the words on the blackboard and smiled.

On the first day when he came to report in Class [-] and [-] of Senior High School, the same words were written on the blackboard. I don't know who wrote them. The font is very beautiful, but this sentence is nothing new.

At this time, I don't know what a boy who was on duty in the class said something, which provoked a girl, who cursed with a broom in her hand, and raised her hand to hit the boy.

The boys also laughed and made faces at the girls.

Then the two rushed out of the classroom one after the other.

Ji Xiaohuan reacted quickly, and raised his hand to bring Kuang Mu's waist into his arms, for fear that he would be hit.

Kuang Mu's body trembled suddenly.

Usually Ji Xiaohuan touches Kuang Mu's waist, rubbing his waist is fine, it's just in public, and it's the place where Kuang Mu went to school....

Kuang Mu's sensitive waist felt Ji Xiaohuan's touch, and he instantly felt a tingling sensation in his waist, which made his face turn red again.

Ji Xiaohuan didn't know if he was embarrassed to see him, but he hugged him loosely and then let go.

Kuang Mu bit his lower lip, looked in through the window, and found that the desks and chairs in the class had been replaced with new ones.

Kuang Mu remembered that when he was sitting here, the desks and benches were still made of wood, but now they are replaced by wooden tables with iron legs, which are more comfortable and light.

The arrangement of the seats is also different from before.

Kuang Mu stood outside the window where he was sitting before, looking towards the second and third class of high school opposite, just in time to see the students of the opposite class.

Kuang Mu tugged at Ji Xiaohuan's hand, and whispered, "Brother, do you know why I sat by the window before?"

Ji Xiaohuan raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

Kuang Mu smiled and said: "In order to be able to see you, I can see when you go to class and when you leave school every day when I sit here. I can see everything."

"I know."

"Ah? You know, when did you know..."

Kuang Mu originally wanted to tell Ji Xiaohuan this secret and give him a surprise, but he didn't expect Ji Xiaohuan to know.

Ji Xiaohuan smiled and patted his head, and said, "I always knew."

"How did you know that?"

"Every time I walk down the corridor, I can feel you looking at me from the opposite side."

When Kuang Mu heard Ji Xiaohuan say this, he turned his mouth up and stopped talking.

Then Kuang Mu and Ji Xiaohuan went downstairs again.

The school schedule has not changed much.

The camphor tree downstairs on the first floor is still densely branched.

Kuang Mu still remembered that every day when he went downstairs at noon, he could see Ji Xiaohuan standing under the camphor tree waiting for him.

At that time, Ji Xiaohuan was wearing a school uniform, with his hands in his pockets, handsome and unrestrained, especially eye-catching in the crowd.

Kuang Mu and Ji Xiaohuan walked through the basketball court again.

Kuang Mu remembered the scene when he went to watch Ji Xiaohuan's basketball game for the first time.

At that time Ji Xiaohuan was still full of hostility towards him, they had a quarrel in the men's bathroom, and he slapped Ji Xiaohuan.

That was the first time he hit his elder brother, he was so angry with Ji Xiaohuan's humiliating words that his whole body ached, but he didn't even want to hit Ji Xiaohuan's hand hard.

They walked past the building where the math competition was held.

Kuang Mu remembered how he painstakingly approached Ji Xiaohuan in the mathematics competition class.

They walked through the back door of the school.

Kuang Mu remembered that he was taken away by Yu Hao through the back door and locked in the warehouse.

It was his brother who rushed to save him that time.

It was only from that time that Kuang Mu knew that Ji Xiaohuan's indifference towards him was just trying to push off his mask, and Ji Xiaohuan might not be able to let him go in his heart.

They walked past the abandoned laboratory building.

Kuang Mu remembered that time when he was with Ji Xiaohuan.

They came to eat on the rooftop every day, and Kuang Mu was still reluctant to leave after eating, insisting on pestering his brother to do some shameful things.

......

They passed every inch of the school where memories were buried, and Kuang Mu also thought of many people.

Those who have been walking with them in the long river of time and then separated.

Qin Mi, Liu Hanwen, Pang Quan, Ren Yan, Qiu Qing, Fang Xiaoxiao...

They were 17 years old and didn't know what the future would hold.

Only Kuang Mu and Ji Xiaohuan, the two of them experienced separation, deceit, and hatred, but now they can still walk together holding hands.

It's like when Kuang Mu came to Ji Xiaohuan's house when he was three years old.

He ran to his brother, wanting him to play with him.

At the beginning, Ji Xiaohuan didn't have a good impression of him, this little crybaby, and thought he was very troublesome.

Finally, under the persuasion of Yan Minhui and Ji Mingyi, Ji Xiaohuan still held his hand.

Just like that, it led to the present....

Kuang Mu and Ji Xiaohuan walked around the campus, and they started to return the same way.

At this time, they heard the girls in front of them discussing excitedly.

"Hey! Did you see it just now! There is a boy in class one and five who is so handsome! He is tall and thin, and his skin is very white. He seems to be called... Jiang Rangran!"

"I saw it too, I saw it too! Is it the boy who was standing alone on the playground just now with a white schoolbag on his back?"

"That's right, that's him. His face is so pretty, he could be a star!"

"Do you all think he's good-looking?" A girl with a ponytail next to her glanced at her mouth and said, "I don't like this kind of handsome boy. I think it's our second-year senior Lu who is handsome, with those eyes and nose. He’s as handsome as a sculpture, he’s a good basketball player, and he’s still the number one in his sophomore year!”

……

The noisy voices of several girls gradually faded away.

When Kuang Mu was in high school, he didn't like to hear this kind of voice talking behind his back, but he didn't expect to hear it now, but he felt a little nostalgic.

Kuang Mu lowered his head and gave a faint smile, but when he raised his head, he met Ji Xiaohuan's smiling eyes.

"Let's go." Ji Xiaohuan said.

Kuang Mu nodded, and walked out of the school gate with Ji Xiaohuan.

Kuang Mu suddenly thought of something, he raised his head and said to Ji Xiaohuan: "Brother, can we have dinner at the snack street at night, I haven't eaten wonton for a long time."

Ji Xiaohuan said, "Okay."

So they found the wonton shop they used to frequent back then.

The boss and the proprietress in the store actually recognized them, greeted them with a smile and said, "Going back to school today?"

Ji Xiaohuan said: "Yes, I'm back."

The wontons still taste the same as before, and the quantity is the same.

There are ten wontons in a bowl, Kuang Mu can only eat seven at most, and Ji Xiaohuan will eat the remaining three for him.

But if Kuang Mu eats less than five, and if he wants to hand over what he can't finish to Ji Xiaohuan, Ji Xiaohuan will just sit back on the chair with a blank expression and refuse to take the bowl.

So Kuang Mu could only lower his head aggrievedly and continue eating under his brother's stern gaze.

This time Kuang Mu finished eating seven wontons, and still gave the remaining three to Ji Xiaohuan.

Ji Xiaohuan finished eating quickly.

The two of them left the small restaurant after eating, and it was almost dark.

Street lights were turned on in the snack street, and the yellow lights shone on the street. Most of the people on the road were students still wearing school uniforms.

Everyone talked and laughed, holding milk tea in their hands, and eating snacks all the way.

Ji Xiaohuan led Kuang Mu on the way back, Kuang Mu looked around and suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?" Ji Xiaohuan asked.

"Brother, I want to eat that..." Kuang Mu raised his finger and pointed to the candied haws in the shop across the road.

The small stall selling candied haws on the side of the road back then has moved, but that location has been transformed into a very beautiful shop, which sells special candied haws in various flavors.

The business of that store seemed to be booming, and it was full of people buying candied haws.

Adults and children all have it.

Ji Xiaohuan took a look, then turned around and said to Kuang Mu: "There are a lot of people over there, wait for me here."

Kuang Mu nodded obediently.

Then, just like every time Ji Xiaohuan bought candied haws for Kuang Mu, Ji Xiaohuan turned around and went to a place with a lot of people, while Kuang Mu obediently stood in a place with few people and waited.

It's just that this time, as soon as Ji Xiaohuan disappeared into the crowd, Kuang Mu immediately became disobedient.

He turned around with a red face and walked into a small alley five meters ahead.

He walked into the alley and walked to an adult goods store at the entrance of the alley.

The adult stuff was very small and shabby, Kuang Mu stood at the door and hesitated for a moment, then walked in with a blushing face.

Behind the glass counter sat two men.

A woman in her 30s was looking at her mobile phone in pajamas, and behind her was a man with a beer belly lying on a recliner watching TV.

When the woman saw Kuang Mu walking in, she asked loudly, "What do you need?"

Kuang Mu stood at the gate, his ears were red, but his face was expressionless.

He hesitated for a moment, walked to the counter, and said in a low voice, "Is there anything lubricating..."

"what?"

Kuang Mu's voice was too low, the woman didn't hear it, and asked again at a high voice.

Kuang Mu's face turned even redder now, his Adam's apple rolled and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and asked a little louder, "Is it lubricated here?"

"Oh oh oh! Lubricate!" The proprietress said loudly, without any scruples: "You are beautiful, and your voice is so delicate. I didn't hear it when I first said it. What do you want? What kind of lubrication?"

Kuang Mu didn't know what else was going on.

He bit his lower lip, tried his best to restrain his sense of shame and asked, "What's it all like...."

"Then we have a lot of varieties in our store. Did you use them for your girlfriend?" Speaking of which, the proprietress laughed, opened the glass cabinet in front, and put several fancy bottles and jars on them. There are ointments, and I started to introduce them.

She first pointed to a white ointment and said: "This is imported, it is very easy to use, and the price is not expensive. It can make people feel emotional..."

Kuang Mu lowered his head even harder.

He listened to the proprietress introduce those products to him one by one.

Kuang Mu was so ashamed that he couldn't listen anymore. His back was covered with sweat, and his palms were all sweaty. He rubbed his hands on his trousers, and with a blushing face, he randomly took one and said: "I want this."

"This is good, this is good, after using this, your girlfriend will definitely be unable to leave you, thinking of you every day..."

Before the proprietress could finish speaking, Kuang Mu took out two red bills from his pocket, slapped them on the counter, turned around and left without looking back.

"Oh? It won't cost that much money!" The proprietress took the money and shouted behind Kuang Mu.

Kuang Mu didn't even look back, and disappeared even faster.

The proprietress held the money in her hand, looked at his back and muttered: "Why are boys shyer than girls now? It's not about him, why is he blushing?"

The man next to him looked up, then lay back and said, "Damn, it's probably the first time seeing a young boy, it's normal."

Kuang Mu hurried back after shopping.

His face was still very hot, so he closed his eyes and gasped hard.

But fortunately, the night wind tonight was a bit cool, and the burn on his face quickly disappeared.

At this time, Ji Xiaohuan also finished shopping and walked towards him from the opposite side of the road.

There were figures passing by on the road, and his elder brother strode up to him by the light of the street lamp, and handed the candied haws in his hand to his hand.

Only then did Kuang Mu loosen the things he was holding tightly in his pocket, took the candied haws, took a light breath and began to eat.

While eating, he walked with Ji Xiaohuan to the parking place.

On the way, Mu Mu was so absent-minded that he even ate the candied haws. He kept thinking about the thing in his pocket, and his hands and feet were burning hot.

But tonight's night was very dark, Ji Xiaohuan didn't notice his hot face, nervous panting, and hands tightly clenched in his pockets, but took him all the way back to the apartment.

The two came downstairs to Ji Xiaohuan's apartment together.

Kuang Mu got out of the car and looked up at the very familiar apartment.

How many years has he been here.

The apartment building, which was very new back then, looks a little old now, and the white walls are starting to turn yellow.

Ji Xiaohuan took his hand and walked into the elevator.

As soon as the elevator door closed, Ji Xiaohuan grabbed Kuang Mu's hand and looked up, frowning, and said, "Why are you sweating so much?"

Then Ji Xiaohuan looked at Kuang Mu's face again, only to find that his younger brother's face was burning badly.

So he frowned even tighter, raised his hand to touch Tan Kuangmu's forehead and said, "What's wrong? Your face is so red?"

Kuang Mu lowered his head, shook his little head, and said, "It's a little hot, it's okay."

At this time the elevator arrived, Ji Xiaohuan didn't worry about this problem.

Knowing that they were going to live here, Ji Xiaohuan asked the housekeeper to clean the room inside and out in the morning.

After all, no one has lived in this room for seven years, and there is a thick layer of dust on it.

Now after being cleaned, the house is as clean as if Kuang Mu came to this house for the first time.

Standing in the elevator, Kuang Mu looked at the house and felt that his footsteps were so heavy that he couldn't even lift them up.

Every place in this house has not changed, even the placement of teacups, tables and chairs is still the same as when Kuang Mu last left.

This house carries too many memories of him.

Kuang Mu's eyes turned red when he looked at the house.

Ji Xiaohuan had already reached the living room, only to realize that his younger brother hadn't followed.

When he turned around, he saw his younger brother still standing in the elevator stupidly, his eyes were so red that he started wiping tears again.

If Kuang Mu doesn't come out again, the elevator door will be closed.

So Ji Xiaohuan stepped forward, raised his hand to hold Kuang Mu's arm, and pulled him out.

Kuang Mu's body was light and soft, Ji Xiaohuan didn't use much strength, Kuang Mu crashed into his arms, and buried his small face in his chest.

Ji Xiaohuan was stunned for a moment, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Kuang Mu didn't speak, but just put his arms around Ji Xiaohuan's neck.

He raised his face from Ji Xiaohuan's chest, stared at Ji Xiaohuan with red eyes, and in the next second he raised his toes and kissed Ji Xiaohuan's mouth.

Ji Xiaohuan knew what his brother wanted to do when he looked into Kuangmu's affectionate eyes.

Ji Xiaohuan hugged Kuang Mu's waist with both hands, trying hard to restrain the surge in his body, he closed his eyes, slightly pushed Kuang Mu away and said, "Yue'er, wait for a while."

As soon as Kuang Mu was pushed away by Ji Xiaohuan, his eyes became redder, he sniffed and said to Ji Xiaohuan: "Brother,