bad kid

In late August, the sun was so hot that the air was baked to a gooey cheese frosting.

The train station was full of people, full of college students preparing to go back to school and migrant workers carrying bags. The air was filled with the smell of pickled pepper chicken feet, sauerkraut instant noodles, grilled sausage and the smell of human sweat. The blue rest The seats in the zone were already filled to the brim, and those who failed to grab a seat looked numb, leaning their arms on the suitcase, yawning and staring at the train arrival information on the electronic display screen.

Amid the chaos and noise, a bright white streak suddenly appeared at the door.

All eyes were drawn to the past.

It was a tall and thin boy, wearing a pure white cartoon short-sleeved shirt, cropped shorts, and some old off-white canvas shoes.

Arms and calves were exposed under the clothes, slightly childish round eyes, short chestnut hair soaked in sweat, limply stuck to the forehead, a lock of hair on the top of the head was unyieldingly raised, jumping and jumping with the running movement.

Ruan Zhimu pinned his messy short chestnut hair behind his ears, and took a breath. Before he could search for the target in the crowd, the phone rang.

Press the answer button casually: "Hello?"

"The venue at eight o'clock in the evening, when will you arrive?"

Ruan Zhimu was stunned for a moment before he realized: "Fuck, I forgot."

The middle-aged man on the other end of the phone yelled angrily: "The last time the company cut the ribbon, you thought I didn't tell you in advance. This time I told you three days in advance, you just put me here to play monkeys, right?"

"There's been a lot of things in the past two days, I really forgot, I went to the train station to pick up someone today, you let Lao Ba take over the class, he has no class tonight."

"They wanted you by name, and the female boss even asked me for your contact information. Tell me honestly, what kind of ecstasy soup did you give people? I remember you went to cut the ribbon last time."

"No, last time after the ribbon-cutting, they dragged me to apply for insurance, so I hurried away without saying a word," Ruan Zhimu thought for a while, "You didn't sell me, did you?"

"I said you have a girlfriend."

Ruan Zhimu said "Hey", "Thank you."

After hanging up the phone, Ruan Zhimu continued to look at the crowd.

Black jacket, black trousers...

Match failed.

Ruan Zhimu wanted to take a look at the WeChat records, so as not to die, the phone ran out of battery at this time.

Hold.

At the exit of the train station, there are sellers of charging treasures, six to seventy-one, counterfeit OEM products, and Ruan Zhimu is reluctant to buy them.

He walked behind a boy whose back was turned to him, and patted him on the shoulder: "Brother, borrow a power bank."

The boy had earphones plugged into his ears. Hearing this, he took off the earphones and slightly turned his head.

The hair is a bit long, the skin is very white, the pupils are jet black, and there is a light gray mole in the corner of the eye, which is hidden under the eyelashes and will only be exposed when the eyes are lowered.

Ruan Zhimu's first impression was that it was so cold.

The exit is within the range of the air conditioner, but one step outside is the exit. Hot air is blowing in continuously from the entrance, and many people who meet people at the exit are sweating.

The boy's shoulders were cold, and he was breathing coldly, as if he had just come out of the ice cellar.

Ruan Zhimu originally thought that there were sweat marks on his blue-gray shirt, but when he looked closer, he realized that it was the lines on the shirt.

The boy's appearance, gaze, and body temperature are all wonderfully unified.

The boy ducked forward, as if he didn't like being touched by strangers.

Ruan Zhimu hung his hands in the air, not embarrassed, and scratched his head naturally: "Can I borrow a power bank, I'll pick him up, the phone happened to be out of battery."

Boy: "There are charging treasures for sale at the door."

Ruan Zhimu: "I didn't bring any cash with me, and my phone is turned off, so I won't be able to pay at that time."

After thinking about it, I added: "I'll just charge it for a few minutes, as long as it can be turned on, I'll return it to you right away, and you don't have to worry about me running away."

The boy didn't respond.

Ruan Zhimu said haha: "Is it inconvenient, it's okay, then let me ask you..."

Just then, the boy handed over a saucer-shaped black power bank.

Ruan Zhimu was stunned for a moment: "Thank you very much, I will pay you back in a while."

The mobile phone has just been connected to the power source, and there is no way to turn it on immediately.

Ruan Zhimu stood for a while holding the power bank, feeling a little silly standing there, and chatted with the boy: "Are you a college student?"

"..."

"Should you be waiting for the bus, going to school or traveling?"

"..."

"Do you want to eat ice cream? When the phone is powered on later, I invite you."

"..."

Ruan Zhimu couldn't hold back his face.

Hold.

Can you die in return?

It's as if he has a hot face and a cold butt.

Ruan Zhimu's chatting with others is purely an occupational disease. After all, he is doing a wedding show and hosting it. Chatting with strangers is almost an instinctive reaction.

Ruan Zhimu put away his smile and stopped trying to talk to the boy, but concentrated on studying the threads on his buttons.

After about 2 minutes, the phone screen lights up.

Ruan Zhimu sent a message to the class teacher: [Mr. Yan, I arrived at the train station, but I didn't find Yan Yue. Are you sure he is in black clothes and pants. 】

Yan Minghua: [Yes, he just sent me a message saying that it's time to stop. 】

Ruan Zhimu: 【Does he have a cell phone?I try to call him. 】

Yan Minghua: [189XXXXX823]

Ruan Zhimu called.

At the same time, there was a low vibration from the front right.

Ruan Zhimu watched the boy take out his phone, pressed the answer button, and said flatly, "Hello."

The same voice reached Ruan Zhimu's ears through the phone screen.

Ruan Zhimu was dumbfounded: "...you are Yan Yue?"

Boy: "Yeah."

Ruan Zhimu: "...I am Ruan Zhimu, your uncle should have told you."

Boy: "Yeah."

Ruan Zhimu: "...you don't seem surprised at all."

Boy: "Yan Minghua told me what clothes you were wearing."

Ruan Zhimu: "So you recognized me just now...then why didn't you say it just now?"

He was vaguely unhappy, whether it was because of the boy's indifferent attitude, or because he called Teacher Yan by his first name.

Yan Yue: "You didn't ask."

Ruan Zhimu: "..."

Ruan Zhimu: "Mr. Yan said you were wearing a black coat, so I didn't recognize you."

Yan Yue frowned slightly as if bored, and stood up: "The coat is in the suitcase, let's go."

-

10 minute later.

In the narrow taxi, Ruan Zhimu and the driver had a lively chat, while Yan Yue in the back seat listened to music with his eyes closed.

The master asked, "Is this your brother?"

Ruan Zhimu laughed: "Yeah, they don't look like each other?"

"My daughter is chasing movie stars these days, and I think your brother looks like a star. The kid looks really good-looking now..."

Yan Yue didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, and didn't even frown, as if he didn't hear.

Ruan Zhimu was secretly worried while chatting with the master.

Yan Minghua was his high school class teacher.

When he was in high school, he had a bad relationship with his family, and he often did odd jobs to earn living expenses. Yan Minghua took good care of him. Later, he performed very well in the college entrance examination, thanks to Teacher Yan who always encouraged him, and he always kept these things in his heart.

A while ago, Teacher Yan mentioned that his nephew was going to be transferred to a middle school in City A, and he happened to be studying in a university in City A, so he offered to help take care of him.

Teacher Yan said that his nephew is quite special, his study habits are not very good, and his temper is relatively bad, so he can't live on campus. They plan to find him a boarding house outside the campus.

Ruan Zhimu didn't take it seriously, he also came from adolescence, he knew that most boys of this age were somewhat rebellious, anyway, he didn't need to worry about Yan Yue's studies, as long as he had enough food, clothing and a place to sleep, that's all. How can I not help you if you are busy.

He agreed in one gulp.

Teacher Yan is very happy. After all, the nephew is in a strange city, so of course it is best for someone he knows to take care of him.

He can trust Ruan Zhimu's character.

however……

Ruan Zhimu glanced at Yan Yue in the back seat, and thought, I invited an ancestor.

-

Ruan Zhimu's rented house is near the school, in an ordinary community.

When getting off the car, Ruan Zhimu wanted to help Yan Yue carry the suitcase, but Yan Yue refused.

"Need not."

Does not seem to like being touched.Not even my own stuff.

Ruan Zhimu shrugged, too lazy to argue with him, and threw a black thing over.

Yan Yue raised his hand to catch it.

"Thanks for your power bank."

Logically speaking, this power bank has been "touched" by him. I don't know if the young master with a serious cleanliness will wipe the fingerprints and sweat on it with a paper towel?

Ruan Zhimu pretended to look at the scenery, squinted back, and happened to see Yan Yue put the charging treasure in his pocket.

Ruan Zhimu and Yan Yue looked at each other for a second, then turned their heads naturally.

"The room has been tidied up. The bed cover and pillow towel are all new. Let me know if you need anything."

"I'll take you to the school the day after tomorrow to go through the formalities. The experimental middle school will have a tighter learning rhythm. There will be evening self-study at night. Take a good rest these days."

"You can tell me what you like to eat."

Yan Yue's attitude was the same as at the train station just now, taciturn, as if he was not interested in these matters.

Ruan Zhimu is also used to him not responding, anyway, he is just providing accommodation, and it is not his turn to worry about other things.

Ruan Zhimu walked downstairs to the apartment and saw a tall figure holding a bouquet of roses from a distance.

When he reacted, Zhan Zihang had already seen him, and ran over holding the bouquet.

The moment he saw Yan Yue, he slowed down.

Zhan Zihang stared at Yan Yue: "This is..."

Ruan Zhimu: "Why are you suddenly... This is Yan Yue, the nephew of my high school class teacher, who is temporarily staying with me for a while."

Zhan Zihang: "Nephew of the high school head teacher? Underage?"

Yan Yue raised his eyes, glanced at Zhan Zihang indifferently, and then at the bouquet of roses.

The atmosphere suddenly became subtle.

Ruan Zhimu also looked at the bouquet and finally remembered.

Today seems to be the first anniversary of his relationship with Zhan Zihang.

A week ago, Zhan Zihang asked him what gift he wanted. He had just returned from presiding over the ribbon-cutting in the shopping mall and was half-dead from sleep.

I vaguely remembered that Zhan Zihang seemed to say that he would prepare a surprise for him.

Zhan Zihang: "You never told me that before."

Ruan Zhimu: "It's not a big deal, I think I'll tell you when I'm done."

He introduced to Yan Yue: "This is my... classmate, Zhan Zihang."

Zhan Zihang asked Yan Yue, "Are you really underage?"

This question was a little weird, Ruan Zhimu glanced at him, but Zhan Zihang ignored it.

On the other hand, Yan Yue, with sharp eyes, noticed his movements all of a sudden, looked at him for a second or two, and then lazily replied: "Yes."

Ruan Zhimu's scalp is a little numb. He hasn't thought about coming out to the high school head teacher.

He carried the bouquet over decisively, and said to Zhanzi Hang, "Thank you for helping me bring the flowers. Senior sister will use it tomorrow, so I'll send it to her."

Zhan Zihang: "?"

Ruan Zhimu: "Senior sister said that the money for buying flowers will be transferred to you directly via WeChat tomorrow."

Zhan Zihang winked.

Zhan Zihang was silent for a moment, and reluctantly responded, "Yes."

-

After dinner in the evening, he helped Yan Yue put everything in the suitcase properly, Yan Yue also washed up and went back to the room to rest, Ruan Zhimu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhan Zihang held back all night: "Go out for a walk?"

Ruan Zhimu: "Wait until I wash the dishes..."

The corners of Zhan Zihang's mouth collapsed.

Ruan Zhimu laughed, "Okay, let's go for a walk first."

The summer night wind is a bit scorching, which is not suitable for walking, but there is a tall and big strange boy in the house, which is obviously not suitable for couples to talk.

As soon as Zhan Zihang left the room, his face darkened: "Do you really want to live with this kid?"

Ruan Zhimu: "The head teacher of the high school is kind to me, and I should help. And he is in school during the day, and I just take care of his daily life at night."

Zhan Zihang: "He is so big, can you take care of him?"

Ruan Zhimu: "Not too old, is he? He's only a sophomore in high school."

Zhan Zihang: "...he is a man."

Ruan Zhimu was stunned for a moment, and finally realized why Zhan Zihang's expression was so weird.

"You... what are you thinking about?"

"Can't I think about it," Zhan Zihang asked back, "He is a man, you like men, and you still live in the same room. As your real boyfriend, I can't worry about anything?"

It would be fine if Yan Yue was only eleven or twelve years old, but he is 17 years old, at the age when his body is developing and energetic, and his appearance is no different from that of a college student.

Ruan Zhimu: "...he is underage, and I am not a beast."

Zhan Zihang said with a serious face, "Who knows if he is."

The two have been dating for a year, and Ruan Zhimu knows Zhan Zihang well, knowing that he is soft but not hard, so he put down his body and said some soft words, and Zhan Zihang finally calmed down a little.

"Next time you have something important to tell me first."

"it is good."

"Don't forget the anniversary of your relationship next year."

"it is good."

"Play me a video before going to bed at night."

"it is good."

The two turned around and went back downstairs to the apartment.

Zhan Zihang lives in the school dormitory, and has to catch the subway back to school at night, so as to prevent access control when he goes back too late.

When it came time to bid farewell, the two stood under the eaves, and Zhan Zihang whispered, "And..."

Ruan Zhimu: "Huh?"

As soon as he raised his head, his forehead was rubbed against something warm unexpectedly.

Zhan Zihang whispered: "Today is the anniversary of love, so you have nothing else to say?"

Ruan Zhimu's back was a little numb, and the light in front of him was blocked by Zhan Zihang, forming a relatively secluded private area, and the ambiguous atmosphere gradually boiled in the dimness.

Ruan Zhimu: "Uh..."

Zhan Zihang's voice was soft, like a feather scraping gently on his cheek: "Then, what did you do?"

"..."

Zhan Zihang turned his body sideways and lowered his head slowly.

The distance between the two is getting closer.

When the distance was less than two centimeters, Ruan Zhimu heard a slight "hum".

Mosquito.

As soon as Ruan Zhimu raised his hand, he slapped Zhan Zihang's chin with his palm, blocking his further movements.

Zhan Zihang: "..."

Ruan Zhimu: "Uh..."

With a slap, the ambiguous atmosphere between the two disappeared.

I don't know if he was startled by the mosquitoes, but Ruan Zhimu was panting a little.

Zhan Zihang also seemed to be speechless.

Ruan Zhimu let out a muffled laugh, grabbed his hand, and was about to make amends when he suddenly heard a human voice from the right:

"Sorry, didn't know if I bothered you. I can't find my toothbrush."

Ruan Zhimu turned his head.

Yan Yue stood in the shadow of the stairs on the first floor, wearing dark blue checkered pajamas, looking down at them for an unknown how long.

The author says:

Open the pit, open the pit!

Yan Yue (17 years old) X Ruan Zhimu (21 years old)

The green tea mad dog Gong who wins love with a sword x the optimistic Yang Shou who is trying to make money

Shou currently has a boyfriend, but has never had a relationship. The specific reason will be explained later~