not fierce

The four of them finished the barbecue and took a walk along the river for a while. Liang Sheng returned home, and the three of them returned to the hotel.

Mo Xian and Cheng Jiawang hadn't seen each other for a long time. They stayed in the living room and played online games on the hotel's TV for a long time. When they entered the bedroom, Xie Xunyang was leaning against the bed and reading an e-book on a tablet.

Mo Xian seemed to like this scene very much, and every time he saw it, his heart would calm down, as if there was nothing to worry about.

He stood at the door and watched for a while, until Xie Xunyang said: "Come in, and close the door."

"Oh." He closed the door casually, and sat down in front of him, "What book are you reading?"

The page was not closed, Mo Xian recognized the familiar formula at a glance, and asked in confusion: "What are you doing watching the biological competition?"

Xie Xunyang let out a breath, looked at him with soft eyes: "Look at how powerful our fairy is."

In one night, he quickly went through the test questions of the junior high school competition and the high school competition. There were many questions and the difficulty was deep enough for him to imagine how difficult it is to deeply cultivate this field.

"Your school has only one recommended spot for biology. Xian'er slept four hours a day when he was in the worst times. Dashu and I went to see him once, and watched him doze off while peeling an apple, and cut his palm with a knife. Rotten……"

Cheng Jiawang's words pierced Xie Xunyang's heart. He took Mo Xian's hand and rubbed it gently between his palms.There was no scar left on it, but Xie Xunyang didn't dare to push hard for fear of hurting him.

Xian'er didn't come to the sacred music for the biological competition, but because of herself, she decided to learn such a difficult biological competition.

He originally wanted to take Xian'er away from Haowang Village to receive a better education.He admits that he puts a lot of emphasis on his studies and always plans everything out of his habit. Naturally, he also thought about whether Mo Xian would concentrate on general subjects or sprint competitions after junior high school.

No matter what, with myself by my side, I can always take him forward together.

In the past, in his heart, Mo Xian was always a child who needed to be taken care of. Who would have thought that Xian'er not only took charge of the side that he couldn't see, but also grew up so well.

But the price of growing up is so distressing.

Xie Xunyang couldn't help thinking, if he had been by Xian'er's side these three years and saw how hard it would be for him to sprint to Shengle, how would he choose?

The teenager in front of him appeared at the most chaotic and helpless time in his life, took his hand, shared his mother and sister with him, and shared his home with him.

Xian'er's world is simple and happy. He never asked for anything from himself. It was his self-righteousness that brought him out of the familiar environment, but he failed to do everything he promised.

"Xian'er, thank you." Xie Xunyang said in a low voice.

Thank you for being so brave and coming back to me.

Mo Xian froze, blushing a little: "Why, why did you say this all of a sudden?"

He wanted to withdraw his hand, but was pulled into his arms by Xie Xunyang. He felt the other person's chin lightly resting on his shoulder, and the voice in his ear was low and numb: "I need you very much, thank you for coming back."

Mo Xian suddenly remained motionless, for a long time, as if he had been frozen.

When Xie Xunyang got up gently, he saw that tears were streaming down his face.

I panicked: "Xian'er, what's wrong with you..."

Mo Xian opened his almond eyes wide, his eyelashes fluttered, pursed his lips, and said word by word: "...you say it again."

"Xian'er?"

"It's not called by name, it's... the previous sentence."

Xie Xunyang paused for a moment, reached out and hugged him back, lowered his head, and repeated seriously: "Xian'er, I need you very much, I really need you."

Mo Xian buried his face deeply in his chest, holding back the soreness at the tip of his nose, and after a long while, he asked again with a sob: "... all the time, do you need it?"

Xie Xunyang was shocked.He suddenly understood why the child's attitude towards him was so contradictory. He seemed to be reconciled, but he never really recovered.

He could only blame himself for being an asshole in his heart, and kept saying "I'm sorry".

Mo Xian's voice came softly from his arms: "I don't want...it's because you feel guilty that you treat me well..."

"There are always many people around you, I'm afraid...I'm dispensable by your side, and I don't know if you really need me..."

Sometimes Mo Xian couldn't figure out what he was thinking, he was worried about gain and loss, but also unwilling.

Countless days and nights of staying up late and studying hard, studying desperately, just want to return to Xie Xunyang's side.

But three years is too long, so long that when he learns that he can't hold on anymore, he can't wait to draw Xie Xunyang's head on the eraser and stab it with a pencil; Tell him that he can get in by himself.

But what about after we come?

I have changed a lot, who knows what the other party will look like when we meet again in three years...

Would he be looking forward to his arrival, or would he be... disturbed by his sudden appearance?

This kind of contradictory thought kept fighting in Mo Xian's mind for three years, until he was completely paralyzed. Even after meeting, he knew that Xie Xunyang was still the same as before, but he didn't know how to get along with him.

It was as if there was a thorn stuck in the bottom of my heart.

Until today, it was finally pulled out.

"That's why you deliberately kept a distance from me?" Xie Xunyang looked at Mo Xian with red eyes, feeling sore and distressed in his heart, rubbed his head, and said solemnly: "I'm telling you now, yes. Always Both. I have been looking for you for three years in junior high school, not out of guilt or just for an explanation, but... I really need you. It is my selfish hope to keep you by my side. "

Xie Xunyang thought, why study so hard?Three years ago, I didn't want to let go of this child, not to mention that I still have some unspeakable thoughts in my heart...

He coughed lightly, turned his face away: "Xian'er, don't study so hard."

Unexpectedly, the child had already wiped away his tears, and looked at him with strange eyes: "What are you talking about bro, you will face the division of subjects in the next semester, and then the college entrance examination, and the college entrance examination will be rounded up! You have to work hard!"

Xie Xunyang: "..."

"Tears are not our answer, hard work is our choice."

"Few times in life, you have to work hard with high morale, and you will win if you do your best and love hard."

"As long as you don't die, you will learn from the dead."

"...Stop." Xie Xunyang helped his forehead, "Where did you learn all this?"

"I went to the Equation Office and passed by the wall of the third grade classroom."

"...learn less of this."

But Mo Xian shook his head: "I think it's right. I've memorized all the things I like, and I'll post a few in the bedroom." He raised his head, the light in his eyes was confident and irresistible , "Brother, shall we work hard together this time?"

Xie Xunyang's dark and quiet eyes projected his figure, and smiled slightly: "Well, let's work hard together."

Xian'er never needs his own protection, his light is more dazzling than anyone else.

***

During the three days in Huicheng, they climbed the mountain, took a boat to swim the lake, and ran around several famous scenic spots.

Cheng Jiawang was out of breath and blamed Liang Sheng for not being able to arrange a schedule.

Liang Sheng rolled his eyes: "I didn't stay here for long, okay? Where do you want to go in the future, check the strategy yourself."

The two complained to each other and arrived at the high-speed rail station. The three of Cheng Jiawang went through the security check with their luggage and bought souvenirs. When they turned around and saw Liang Sheng still standing outside, Cheng Jiawang waved to him: "We'll contact you when we get back!"

Liang Sheng raised his hand: "Go away!" He turned around and walked away gracefully.

"Bah, you dragged him, I'll fix him when he returns to the village." Cheng Jiawang cursed and walked to the waiting room.

Mo Xian smiled and said: "Okay, let the big tree dry him then!"

Cheng Jiawang paused, hummed weakly, and fell behind.

Mo Xian didn't notice it, and was still talking to Xie Xunyang about going back to Cui Shu's grandma's house to see "Little Conscience" grandma.

Cheng Jiawang's expression darkened as he listened.

Cui Shu is still doing illegal work in Yucheng, and he doesn't know if he will come back during the Chinese New Year.

"Wang Bao'er! What are you thinking, hurry up!" Mo Xian came over at some point and patted him.

Cheng Jiawang came back to his senses and forced a smile: "It's okay, I just thought, it would be great if I could go back to my childhood... carefree, happy, and my parents and family are in good health."

Mo Xian hung his arms around his neck, and said lazily: "If we think like you, our parents also want to go back to when we were young, carefree, and our parents are still alive, so what's the matter with us? If we Grandma and grandpa also want to go back to their childhood, carefree, parents are still alive, so what about our parents? What if..."

"That's enough, that's enough! Xian'er, when did you learn Tang Monk to recite scriptures?" Cheng Jiawang covered his ears with a headache and stared over.

"Is what I said wrong?" Mo Xian went up to pull his hand away, and turned back to call Xie Xunyang for help, "Brother! You judge, am I right? People, you can't be so selfish, you have to look forward .”

Xie Xunyang looked at him in a daze, and nodded in a daze when he heard the call.

Yes, his Xian'er has never been a selfish person, and will always think of others.

He couldn't help but think of what Mo Xian said when he comforted his mother's death:

"Your mother is the same. She needs to be reincarnated first, grow up first, finish her studies first, build a house and decorate her home first, and then she is ready to meet you!"

"You need to give her some more time..."

What a gentle person is to say these words.

Xie Xunyang was extremely grateful in his heart. He was able to walk into his life and softened himself.

……

Mo Xian and the others got out of the high-speed railway station in Fucheng, and when they were about to take the bus, Cheng Jiawang suddenly said: "You guys go back first, I... just happened to go to meet a classmate first."

"You still carry so much luggage! Come back another day?" Mo Xian looked at his big and small bags, wondering why he changed his mind.

"Oh, I just made an appointment! It's okay, you go back first..." Cheng Jiawang refused.

What else did Mo Xian want to say, Xie Xunyang pulled him back, and said to Cheng Jiawang: "We'll take your luggage back for you, it's not easy for you to walk with it."

Seeing that he couldn't persuade him, Mo Xian also stretched out his hand: "All right, we'll take it away for you."

Cheng Jiawang did have a lot of stuff, so after thinking about it, he handed them a few bags of special products he bought in Huicheng: "You guys help me take these back, just leave them at your house, I'll get them when I go back...the suitcase is not heavy, I can carry it myself."

After bidding farewell to the two, Cheng Jiawang hurriedly took a taxi and drove to a small Internet cafe in the suburbs.

The car was parked on the side of the road, and when he was paying, he heard loud laughter coming from the front curtain. He looked up and saw a few teenagers in avant-garde clothes walking out of the Internet cafe with arms crossed, one of them The skin is dark, and the original inch hair is long. After applying hair gel, it stands upright, and the ends are dyed red.

He had a cigarette in his mouth, and he looked at him with familiar but unfamiliar eyes.