If you don't act as a scumbag, you will die

But in the end, the cone in Xie Xun's hand still melted.

A bit of sticky sweet fragrance flowed to his hand and stuck, but luckily it didn't drip down.

Cheng Cheng found a wet towel to wipe his fingers, and muttered softly while wiping: "If you can't finish eating, leave it to me, don't you think it's all a waste..."

Xie Xun didn't refute a word. After all, the reason why he didn't finish eating was that he forgot the time after staring blankly for a long time.

After leaving the riverside, and before it was time for dinner, the two of them walked around aimlessly, without any plan.

The surrounding air is dry and hot, because there are many old people and children, there are many hawkers who have set up small businesses, and there are a variety of them.

Originally yelling to leave, but ended up passing by a sugar painting stall, Cheng Cheng said that he would stop, and he didn't want the boss to paint, so he had to try it himself.

"Just let me play for a while, just make one or two candies, I don't need two spoonfuls of you, really." Cheng Cheng begged.

The sugar painting peddler was not happy: "I have to use such a big can of sugar, what if you accidentally broke it for me—"

So Cheng Cheng raised his head and pretended to look at Xie Xun: "Honey, I have no money..."

The boss who bought the sugar painting showed an indescribable expression: "Hey, you—"

At this time, Xie Xun walked up to him in a suit, obviously in the era of mobile payment, but he took out some banknotes, and used the cold face he was best at before, like the classic TV series where the hero saves the beauty. Like the scene, walking with BGM, arrogantly handed the wad of money to the boss: "Let him play."

That's great, Cheng Cheng suddenly thought at this moment.

It is indeed the protagonist, but it is my protagonist.

Cheng Cheng almost couldn't hold back his laughter. He was obviously embarrassed, but he was also unbelievably happy. He watched the other party's eyes wandering between him and Xie Xun, and finally decided to let go of his shame, blinked and continued his speech; "Thank you husband! Husband is really happy good!"

Even though he said so, his eyes still fell on Xie Xun, and the two of them just looked at each other for a while, before Cheng Cheng actually picked up the peddler's spoon used to hold the syrup.

His hands were still trembling when he lowered his head.

It could be that the thick syrup smells too sweet.

Facts have proved that people who can draw can't necessarily draw sugar paintings well.

Originally, he only wanted to draw two paintings, but after Xie Xun gave him a large sum of money, Cheng Cheng simply sat in his place and started playing. He was not familiar with the machine at first, so he scrapped several paintings, and then It's just that the hands are shaking, or it can't be done in one stroke, in short, it's terrible.

The peddler who collected half a month's turnover stood aside and dared not speak out, but finally couldn't hold back and reminded: "Every time you reduce the amount...you can draw..."

"Oh." Cheng Cheng was nervously finishing the rest of the work and had no time to respond.

It took almost an hour before he finally found the doorway.

And as long as he finds the technique, it will be much easier for someone with a foundation like him.

If it wasn't for continuing to play, Xie Xun might really take this bucket of syrup home, and Cheng Cheng might have to draw a few more on the spot.

In the end, he left behind three works that he thought were not bad, and returned all the remaining syrup to the trembling boss, said a word of thanks and walked away.

"Otherwise, let's go find Xiao Ling." Cheng Cheng looked at the work in his hand and said to Xie Xun, "Is she out of class now? Just pick her up for dinner."

Xie Xun naturally had no objection: "Then I'll go and drive the car over, you wait here for me."

"Let's go together." Cheng Cheng hooked his fingers and said.

But before taking two steps, Cheng Cheng suddenly stopped without any warning.

Just when Xie Xun was puzzled, the other party held the three sugar paintings in one hand, and stretched out his hand to him with a smile: "Hug me."

He didn't wait for Xie Xun to walk towards him, he rushed over, carefully avoiding Tang Hua, and hugged him.

"I suddenly remembered something." Being hugged by him, Xie Xun suddenly said.

"what?"

"When Cheng Li came to look for me, you also hugged me like this, and then said something..."

Brothers.

Cheng Cheng almost lost his footing: "Baby, do you know when you are the cutest? When you don't settle old scores."

"I didn't read it." Xie Xun's tone didn't sound unpleasant, even a little joyful, as if he just wanted to get some feedback from Cheng Cheng.

How should I put it, Cheng Cheng thought silently, except that Xie Xun is not so much like the protagonist, other things are really standard.

He paused: "But I was just dull before that, and after that time, I also started to really think about it..."

He decided to bite back: "And! Speaking of which! Did you still secretly kiss me on grandma's birthday later on!"

"..."

"Unexpectedly, I was not asleep at that time." Cheng Cheng raised his eyebrows and exhaled.

"Then do you still remember that you kept rubbing against me when you were drunk?" Xie Xun said, jumping up the topic.

"You, why are you talking about that?" It had something to do with his drunkenness, he was always a little bit wrong, "I, I didn't step up when I was sober..."

"That's actually not the first time I've been hardened by you. The previous few times, do we have to settle accounts together?"

"Why do you have such a good memory!" The original advantage was gone, Cheng Cheng just pretended to be shameless, and said a very awkward sentence, "I, when I was abroad, I didn't know that you thought I liked you! "

But Xie Xun still understood, at the end he sighed and stopped joking with him, just smiled and said: "Then do you know why?"

"..." Cheng Cheng didn't speak.

He actually had some conclusions in his mind, but he was too embarrassed to speak up.

But he was greedy for the warmth of Xie Xun's embrace, so he let him hold him, and replied slowly: "Why?"

"Because it's not just me. At that time, the whole world seemed to be telling me that you love me." After finishing speaking, Xie Xun licked his lips in a self-deprecating manner, "It's a bit like a tongue twister."

Cheng Cheng almost lost his grip on the sugar painting in Cheng Cheng's hand, and only after he squeezed it tightly did he realize that he and he are hugging so tightly now, and the rapid beating of his heart must not be able to hide it.

Thinking about it this way, he became more calm, and said "Yeah": "That's right. At that time, it was not an illusion."

The two of them waited for a while before getting into the car. Xie Xun was driving very slowly, while Cheng Cheng was sitting in the co-pilot eating sugar paintings.

His three sugar paintings are all very simple. The first one is a flower, which is the easiest and best to draw. The second and third ones look similar, they look like two people, and it may be difficult from the clothes. It is clear that the painting may be Xie Xun.

"Hey, I painted flowers and people, and I still painted them like this. If my teacher saw it, he would probably be heartbroken and say why I have regressed like this." Cheng Cheng bit the head of "Xie Xun", his voice was clear, and the air was full of tears. There is also a sweetness of caramel.

"Then what was it like when you were in school?" Xie Xun asked.

He was a little curious, after all, it was a life he had never participated in.

"It's okay, it's not the one who worked hard, but it's not obedient." Cheng Cheng said casually, "I'm not as obedient as you think. You probably didn't think that I wanted to get a tattoo before."

"Why didn't you go later?"

"I'm afraid of pain, and after choosing for a long time, I don't know what pattern to choose, so I finally gave up."

"It's pretty good too."

"What, have you ever had a tattoo?"

"No. I saw other people get tattoos when I was a child. It probably hurts. Don't go."

"Oh."

The two were chatting casually, and Cheng Cheng finished eating a whole piece of "Xie Xun" that he drew by himself. Fortunately, Xie Ling was leaving get out of class and got into the car with them.

What Xie Xun explained to her about the previous six months was that Cheng Cheng was too busy, and after the first half of the year, the two of them would just roll together, so the little girl didn't know anything about it, so they didn't plan to mention it again.

As soon as Xie Ling got into the car, she was forced to hand in the report card of this monthly exam. When her brother heard the score, he stopped the car and scolded him severely for a while before going back on the road.

During this period, Cheng Cheng said good things, coaxed the little girl for a while, and comforted the driver.

This is different from what he originally imagined.

Not bad though.

"Hey, sister-in-law is better." Now Xie Ling has learned to find a backer for herself, and she is very good at speaking.

"If you don't finish memorizing the vocabulary tonight, you will have one less dessert." Xie Xun gave the order indifferently.

As for Cheng Cheng, give Xie Xun a wink while she bows her head to order—don't be afraid, I'll make up for you when I have time.

Then he managed to get an admiring and grateful smile from the little girl.

After dinner, Xie Xun drove her back to the dormitory without delay because Xie Ling needed to live on campus.

When I got off the car just now, I gave Xie Ling one, and there is still one sugar painting left in the car.

"This is my most proud work, I give it to you." Cheng Cheng happily handed him the best flower.

Xie Xun took it over, said thank you, and really looked at it for a while.

It was still early, and when passing by a paint shop that was still open, Cheng Cheng wanted to drag Xie Xun in on a whim.

When he came out with a bunch of things in his arms, the night finally fell completely.

Summer nights are always warm, and the city is not too hot.

They didn't walk fast, they talked occasionally, and sometimes they were silent.

The two were walking when they suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing beside them. Before anyone could take a closer look, a figure that was faster than the wind rushed out, then slammed on the brakes and stopped in front of them.

Accompanied by this gust of wind, there was also a scream full of excitement and excitement.

"Cheng—brother—"

Cheng Cheng was still a little dazed, he didn't even realize that the man was calling him, he blinked and looked at the panting man in front of him.

The person who came was a young boy, looking at him expectantly, and seemed to be holding something in his hand.

Cheng Cheng frowned slightly, this face seemed very familiar, he should have seen it somewhere.

It's also this youthful look, with a delicate face and violent chest heaving.

At that time, his hand seemed to be holding a bouquet of flowers?

He was relatively slow to react, and before he could fully recall, he heard someone coming up in an extremely excited tone, and called out again: "Brother Cheng!"

With such a yell, Cheng Cheng remembered.

But before he opened his mouth to stop or drag Xie Xun away, the other party impatiently showed what was in his hand, which was a purple admission notice.

"Brother Cheng!"

The tone of the visitor was generous, passionate, and full of hope——

"I have been admitted to Tsinghua University!"