Oral period

On the way home, Xia Jingzhe was still in a daze, as if he had suddenly fallen into a good dream, a dream he had been chasing for a long time, he couldn't sink into it and couldn't wake up, so he could only ask the pillow over and over again like a dead end, do you like it? Me, why do I like it, when did it happen——

Zhen Xiao was amused by his behavior as a primary school student, took off his thick coat and returned it to its original owner, and wrapped him together with the "wedding dress" into a ball: "Aren't you smart, guess what."

Xia Jingzhe just looked at him, frowning like a fool: "I can't guess it, tell me!"

But we can’t blame him, the person who has been missing love for 18 years, suddenly told so bluntly that he “likes” is his sweetheart without prejudice—it’s one thing to break a secret love, wait until the window paper is really stabbed It was broken, and a large piece of skylight came in, but it was still so bright that he was in a trance, and he couldn't believe it easily.

"Well, why..." Zhen Xiao had no choice but to use the logical thinking of a science student to answer the questions point-by-point like a math problem, "Good-looking, caring, talented, and rich—those high-quality objects on the Internet You meet all the advantages you should have, and you are at the same table and roommate, so sticking together every day, isn't it normal to like you."

Xia Jingzhe blinked, and felt that what he said seemed to be the case, and there seemed to be something wrong. After a few seconds, he retorted: "But I have a bad temper, and I'm not popular, and..."

"What a coincidence, I am the same," Zhen Xiao rolled his eyes and tilted his head slightly, like a fox in a cartoon that seduces people, "Then let's get along."

"...how are you the same? You have good grades and girls like you. You could have a bright future," Xia Jingzhe lowered his eyes, didn't look into his eyes, and murmured like a bean, "but you will have a bright future when you are with me." Being squeezed out, being gossiped..."

As she spoke, her voice lowered—it wasn't the first day Zhen Xiao knew about it, so there was no need for him to remind her.

"Well, yes, so what?" Zhen Xiao rubbed his hair, and pinned a strand of hair that was long enough to cover his eyes behind his ear, with a rare gentle tone, "If I mind, I won't from the beginning Asking if you want to move into my dormitory, and I won’t withdraw from any art festival activities to be with you—they are all people who turn black and white, and I don’t live to build a good relationship with them, nor to attract anyone to like them , don’t demean yourself for this kind of person’s judgment... Didn’t you say that I believe in you is enough, right? Now add one more, I not only believe in you, but also like you very much.”

"Where the hell did you learn this stuff?" Xia Jingzhe couldn't bear his gaze, and finally stopped in the shadow between two street lamps, reaching out to hug him, feeling like he was being deceived Feeling, muttering and complaining, "Don't you know nothing about the world, don't you know everything... Before you teased me, you said you didn't understand, and you didn't even blush when you liked it, you just pretended to be innocent. no……"

The person in front of him laughed softly, raised his hand and pressed him on his chest, the voice passed through two layers of thin fabric, and passed into his ears together with his heartbeat: "I'm about to have a heartbeat that causes shock ,What do you think?"

"...It deserves it," Xia Jingzhe rationally knew that she shouldn't act like a heroine in a manga who loves her head, making some motherly gestures, but her hands and feet are disobedient, and the hand around his shoulder still bears it. I couldn't help tightening it up, "But I really have a lot of shortcomings, sometimes I am very impulsive, and when I get entangled, I even annoy myself—"

"Then do you want to go back on your word?" Zhen Xiao followed his will and asked, the smile in his words was undisguised, utterly vicious.

"No," this time he answered without hesitation, so decisively that even Xia Jingzhe was stunned for a moment, then he was silent for a few seconds, and couldn't help laughing softly, "Forget it, I'm an idiot."

"Yeah, the idiot asked me to wear this to blow the cold wind at night when the temperature was less than fifteen degrees," Zhen Xiao took advantage of the situation to change the subject, pretending to be pitiful, "I'm still very hungry."

It was easy to be soft-hearted at first, but now that she has an additional layer of boyfriend status, Xia Jingzhe is more responsive to his tone. Hearing this, he quickly let go and wanted to take off his coat: "Sorry, I..."

"There seems to be a place to eat in front, is it a pedestrian street?" Zhen Xiao took him by the hand very naturally, and killed the idea of ​​taking off his coat in the cradle, with a normal tone, "I want to eat hot pot, but I used to only write essays I learned the English of this word when I was young, it is said that it is very suitable for eating when it is cold..."

"Let's go, let's go..." Xia Jingzhe can't wait to move a hot pot restaurant in front of him in the next second. He has long forgotten what he said an hour ago, like a parent who completely spoils his children. I can promise to take people to eat hot pot at ten o'clock in the evening.

"Eat, what are you looking at me for?"

It is impossible to expect a high-scoring low-energy child like Zhen Xiao to learn how to cook hot pot by himself. Xia Jingzhe would be happy to do it for him, but he is not used to the other party's staring at him directly-it doesn't matter for a minute or two. Sitting down to boil the soup base, until the ingredients are cooked and filled a plate full, that line of sight sticks to him all the time, even more than that playmate when he was a child.

Help, why didn't I realize that he was so clingy before, and those casual acts of coquettishness in the past were just the tip of the iceberg, could there be something he couldn't imagine hiding underneath...

However, the peeper was unreasonable and strong, and obediently looked away after being told by him, lowered his head to eat a few bites pretending to be obedient, and then raised his head again, skillfully boring him with his eyes.

"It's nothing, I just feel very happy," Zhenxiao watched him put a chopstick of Flammulina velutipes into the tomato soup, and felt that he was at least more patient with himself than with hot pot ingredients, so he half-truthfully aggrieved, "I never thought of that before." After being together, I will be so...happy."

Unexpectedly, letting go of the shackles in his heart for a short time and letting himself fall into the precarious sweetness is such an addictive thing-even if the lead wire will burn to the end at any time, and his faults will be exposed in the air, he will not be able to hide. Still feel happy.

Xia Jingzhe paused for a moment with his chopsticks, then picked up another piece of fat beef and put it into his bowl, with a delicate tone: "Then why didn't you confess your love earlier?"

Zhen Xiao asked without answering: "How did you know that I liked you a long time ago?"——In his impression, he didn't seem to show any flaws. Even if he crossed the line at that time, he should have come back soon.

"Hmm... I dreamed about it," Xia Jingzhe seemed to be amused by what he said, and then continued after a pause, "I dreamed that the lock screen password of your phone was my birthday, so I tried it on a whim, and the result was really—hey , your so-called crush, there won't be more than 20 people, right?"

It was rare for Zhen Xiao to be choked by him, showing a cute expression of distress, and sighed: "I'm not a crush... It's very complicated to explain, and you'll know in a few days, anyway, it's not something I'm sorry for you."

"I know, I know, I didn't say I doubted you... But to be honest, student Zhenxiao, I really underestimated you, and I know that there is a secret love object to trick me, the trick is so deep, it is enough for me to draw a picture It's time for a comic book." Xia Jingzhe herself is not very hungry, but she has a soft spot for the brown sugar glutinous rice cakes of this hot pot restaurant, which sticky in her mouth, and her speech is vague, "By the way, when it comes to the lock screen password, I It seems that it’s time to change it—what month is your birthday?”

"I can't remember, maybe December."

Xia Jingzhe raised his eyebrows, thinking that it is rare for him to have such a birthday for more than ten years: "Can you still not remember clearly?"

"Well, it's not a special date." ——It's his biological mother, who is currently in a mental hospital, who always talks about "son's birthday is mother's good day". It will make him feel better, I wish he could climb to the pinnacle of life at a young age, and be worth over [-] million to return the grace of his upbringing.

Zhen Xiao picked open the enoki mushrooms with the tip of chopsticks, divided the poor mushrooms into strands, and manipulated them into the shape of a heart. When he came back to his senses, he found that this behavior was a bit silly, so he piled it up again, picked it up and put it in his mouth After chewing and swallowing, he continued: "Let's take it as October [-]th."——It's the date of this day.

At least before today, he never imagined that one day he would be able to sit in a hot pot restaurant late at night, with no access control and no piles of homework, just sitting in front of the steaming soup pot, separated by the warm mist, looking up. Can see the person who is thinking about it - this person will smile at him a little embarrassedly, and rarely patiently deliver the food to his bowl...

Don't talk about birthday, just let him die.

Xia Jingzhe was startled, vaguely understood what he meant, but still shook his head, looked down at the boiling tomato soup, and said softly: "Today is too late."

"It's too late for what?"

"I celebrate your birthday... besides, today is Chen Bian's wedding anniversary, how can it be so bumpy."

So the two of them, like children pretending to be housewives, circled around the mobile phone calendar to study which day Zhenxiao’s birthday should be——the day we first met was unpleasant, and the meaning was not good; Mid-Autumn Festival was the first time sharing the same bed Sleeping together, but the peace was broken by a phone call in the early morning of the next day, it seems inappropriate; other days are noisy and sweet, it seems that they are all ordinary daily life, and it is not enough to pick it out as a pillow Birthday.

In the end, Xia Jingzhe had no choice but to flick back and forth on the calendar interface in a bored way, propping his head while flipping, and said, "Just forget about it tomorrow, and go back to the day of the monthly exam——fuck, the monthly exam is tomorrow, we They are still eating hot pot."

"Okay." Zhen Xiao was not interested in when his birthday was, but was happy to see him struggling, so he set his "birthday" very casually, rubbed his head, and said softly, "There is still half a year left." It will be tomorrow in an hour, and you are going to wish me a happy birthday at the hot pot restaurant."

Xia Jingzhe looked at him for a while, seemed to be thinking about something, then stood up as if making up his mind: "I'll ask them if they still have a birthday at this point—"

"Don't go," "Shouxing" himself hurriedly pulled him back, and said with a smile, "Let's finish eating early and go home, isn't it because the exam is due tomorrow... Why do I think you are more excited than me?"

"Sure..." Xia Jingzhe sat down reluctantly, and then put ingredients into the pot, as if he would feed him with potato chips and meat without cake, and then whispered after a few seconds, "I It’s also the first time I’ve been in love, so why not get a little excited.”