Demolition of the bridge across the river

The "bathing culture" between Bian Qiao and Gou Xiaohe began when they first met.

The children who grew up in the village are not so delicate. Gou Xiaohe has only one grandma next to him, and she is alone with her grandson.

Especially when it comes to bathing, few children like to take a bath. If grandma doesn't call Gou Xiaohe to wash, he has no sense of initiative at all.

When Bianqiao first arrived in Goujia Village, it was winter, and the health problems were not so obvious.

As soon as the weather warmed up next year, he couldn't bear it.

Every time Gou Xiaohe came back from playing wildly outside, and crawled into the house covered in sweat and dirt, Bianqiao would get annoyed and push Xiaohe away, asking him "can you take a bath first".

They slept in the same room, Gou Xiaohe didn't take a good bath, Bianqiao didn't even let him lie down on the edge of the bed, and he was often kicked.

Gou Xiaohe's hygienic habits were almost all beaten out by Bian Qiao, and he kept it after Bian Qiao was picked up.It's just that every time he returns to his room after taking a shower, without Bian Qiao staring at him, he always feels that something is missing.

Hearing that familiar phrase of disgust again now, Gou Xiaohe felt comfortable from the bottom of his heart.

Bian Qiao took him to the bathroom, and he went to grab Bian Qiao's hand like he did when he was a child, trying to hold it, but Bian Qiao didn't turn his head back, and threw it away like a dirty thing.

"Bathroom, there is a bathroom behind the curtain." Bian Qiao pushed open the door at the corner of the first floor, and pointed to Gou Xiaohe sideways, "Do you want to take a bath?"

"I'll just wash it up, I washed it before I came here." Gou Xiaohe poked his head in, the bathroom was sprayed with something, it smelled delicious.

Bianqiao let go of the doorknob, turned around and left, and stopped in two steps.

"Huh?" Gou Xiaohe was about to close the door, he almost peed his pants, and half of his face was exposed with his legs crossed.

"You don't take your clothes?" Bian Qiao asked, "You still wear this after washing?"

"Oh." Gou Xiaohe hurried to the entrance and picked up a set of shorts and a jacket from the paper bag.

The things in Bianqiao's house seem to be very high-end. Gou Xiaohe used the ladle Hai Feisi bought by his grandma all the year round at home, and after a long time with his bare buttocks, he picked out shampoo and shower gel from a pile of bottles and jars in pure foreign languages.

In fact, he prefers soap.

Gou Xiaohe rubbed and rinsed his greasy arm twice, and he always felt that it was not clean.

He didn't know which one was the bath towel, and he didn't dare to use it indiscriminately. He wiped it with the T-shirt he took off, and opened the door half dry and half wet to go out.

There was a strong smell of meat in the living room, and the takeaway that I ordered arrived at some unknown time, and Bianqiao and the others had already sat in front of the TV and ate it.

The big dog named "Xiaohe" was lying on the stairs, saw Gou Xiaohe, raised his head and wagged his tail.

"Come and eat." The big bluff patted the side, "What do you drink? Can you drink beer?"

Gou Xiaohe imitated them and sat cross-legged on the carpet, moving towards the side bridge: "Can you have a drink..."

"Give him juice." Bian Qiao leaned against the sofa, and cut off his words before he could finish speaking.

"People say you can drink it." Big Bluff reminded him.

Bian Qiao raised his eyebrows and turned his face to stare at Gou Xiaohe: "Can you drink?"

Gou Xiaohe drank beer for the first time when he was a child, half a glass of beer passed out all afternoon, and even wet the bed, which made Bianqiao so angry that he almost threw him to the ground with his kick.

He was aggrieved at the time, but now in retrospect he just wants to be happy.

"I can do it now." He justified in a low voice, but honestly changed the bottle of grape juice.

It may be a bit careless to order food with a big fuss, and set up a big stall, grilled pizza, fruit, and half a braised goose.

Gou Xiaohe is used to eating staple food, seeing how this pile doesn't look like a serious meal, he grabs pizza and eats it.

"Ren Pengfei and his grandsons are going to go swimming tomorrow, and they asked you if you can go." Big bluff played with his phone while eating, and kicked Bianqiao's leg.

Bianqiao ate at a leisurely pace, watched TV all the time, bent his knees and said "um".

The newly bought clothes are on the upper body before washing, and they are a little scratchy.Gou Xiaohe scratched his back and looked at them.

"Then I will go to Jingmao to look for you in the afternoon?" Da Zhe glanced at Gou Xiaohe, and just about to say something, a call came in from his mobile phone, Da Zhou glanced at his name and sat up straight, "Fuck, my dad."

The phone was connected, and Gou Xiaohe could hear the voice on the other side: "Cui Yang!"

The bluffing dad seems to be as good at bluffing as his son.

"Hey Dad? Ah, I just got off the cram school to eat something with Bian Qiao, and I'll be home right away... Who told you that I didn't go? I'm really convinced."

With the phone between his hands, Cui Yang jumped towards the door while talking, mouthed goodbye to Bianqiao and the others, put on his shoes and slipped away.

The coded door lock clicked shut, and the huge villa fell silent instantly, only the low-key wind from the central air conditioner, matched with the gaudy programs on the TV.

Gou Xiaohe looked at Bianqiao and asked him, "Are you going to cram school too?"

"Mmm." Bianqiao answered nasally.

"What is this show?" Gou Xiaohe pointed to the TV.

Bian Qiao glanced at him this time before speaking: "Game commentary."

Gou Xiaohe let out an "oh" and looked at it for a while, but couldn't understand, then looked at Bianqiao: "Aren't auntie coming back to eat at night?"

"I don't know." Bianqiao was still the same as before, he didn't like questions about his aunt, so he threw the pizza he had just taken two bites into the box, "Do you still eat it? If you don't eat it, take it away."

Gou Xiaohe was full, so he took the initiative to squat on the ground to pick up the garbage.

The big dog ran wildly around the house, and went to Gou Xiaohe to smell it.

"Can it be eaten?" Gou Xiaohe asked Bianqiao with half a box of braised goose bones.

"It has its food." Bian Qiao got a little impatient, got up and went to the bathroom.

Gou Xiaohe's fingers were oily, and he rubbed the big dog's head carefully with the back of his hand, and the big dog rubbed him too.

Fumbled to put the food into the refrigerator, poured the garbage into the trash can and covered it, feeling that the big round box containing the fruit was very delicate, Gou Xiaohe picked it out again, and cleaned it together with the tableware.

After he finished packing, Bianqiao just finished taking a shower, turned off the TV and went upstairs directly.

Gou Xiaohe followed him.

"Why did you name the dog my name?" He held back this question for a long time.

Bian Qiao's footsteps paused, and he explained stiffly: "It's a box of boxes."

"Oh." Gou Xiaohe dragged his throat and smiled triumphantly, "It's a lie."

He stretched out his hand to poke Bianqiao's waist: "You must miss me too."

There is a piece of itchy flesh on Bianqiao's body, which is very tricky to hide. It is on the lower right side of the spine, connected to the position of the buttocks.

Others don't know that Gou Xiaohe's accurate pokes are the result of his comparison with Bian Qiao when he was a child, who can hold back his laughter and not care about itching, and summed it up from his unremitting struggle experience.

Sure enough, when Bian Qiao was poked, his whole back trembled, and he turned his head and stared at him with his mouth pursed.

Angry again.

Gou Xiaohe was not afraid of Bianqiao's anger, and was about to grab his clothes for him to poke back, when Bianqiao turned his neck back and continued to go upstairs.He trotted two steps to follow, and wanted to hold Bianqiao's hand.

"You sleep here." Bian Qiao shook off Gou Xiaohe, walked around the small living room on the second floor, and pushed open a door.

Pointing to the opposite corner: "The bathroom."

After he pointed out, he walked towards the room further back, Gou Xiaohe hurriedly asked: "Aren't I going to live with you?"

Bian Qiao's expression was even weirder than his, staring at Gou Xiaohe: "There is enough room, why live with me?"

Before Gou Xiaohe could speak again, Bianqiao had already slammed the door into the room.

Gou Xiaohe twirled his tail around Gou Xiaohe and followed him in.

Gou Xiaohe stood at the door for a while, then walked into the room assigned to him.

Everywhere in the villa is decorated very delicately, this room looks like no one is using it, there are only clothes hangers and incense in the closet, but the corners are spotless.

The bed was also covered with sheets and quilts, and it was slippery. Gou Xiaohe bounced his butt against the edge of the bed twice, and could smell the fragrance of laundry detergent.

There is a spacious bay window against the wall, and a TV is hung opposite the bed.

He went downstairs to bring up his schoolbag and paper bag, put them neatly in the closet, lay down on the bed for a while, then sat up and turned on the TV.

After looking for a few programs, no matter how I adjust the volume, I feel that the room is still too quiet.

Bianqiao was putting one leg on the edge of the chair and was concentrating on playing games.

Hearing the sound of the door, he thought it was a dog wanting to go out, but just as he turned his head to whistle, he saw Gou Xiaohe poking his head in from the door, holding a roll of silk quilt and pillow in his arms.

"Your room is really big."

Gou Xiaodong looked around and closed the door and came in, facing Bianqiao's gaze, he spread the quilt on the floor beside the bed very naturally, and lay down behind him.

"What are you doing?" Bian Qiao frowned.

"I want to sleep with you." Gou Xiaohe turned over contentedly, tilted his head to look at Bianqiao's computer screen, "That room is too quiet, I feel flustered being alone."

Bian Qiao stared at him for a long time, the figure in his hand was about to be beaten back into the spring, Cui Yang yelled in his voice: "Brother, you fucker! I will take the head to guard the house when you die ah!"

Bian Qiao turned off the mic, turned his head to operate a few times, and then turned his face to look back.

Gou Xiaohe was pulling Bianqiao's coat from the low cabinet, wrapping himself half-wrapped and half-embraced.

The air conditioner in this room is low and a bit cold.

Bian Qiao looked away in annoyance, and leaned back in the chair: "There are quilts in the closet."

"I'll just build this." Gou Xiaohe moved a few times and stretched his legs from under the swivel chair, with the soles of his feet touching the heels of Bianqiao.

Bianqiao kicked it away, and within a few seconds, it was posted again.

Gou Xiaohe is a person who is particularly able to endure boredom.

The main reason is that most of the time he is not aware of being bored. His childhood was Bian Qiao, and the way he got along with Bian Qiao was like this.

He wasn't angry either, as long as he stayed with Bian Qiao, he found it quite interesting.

The dog Xiaohe sniffed and sniffed, and then got down on the quilt.

Bianqiao likes to be clean, and his dogs are very fragrant.

Gou Xiaohe hugged the big dog, rubbed the fluffy fur on its neck, and asked Bian Qiao, "What kind of dog is this?"

The sound of Bianqiao's mouse and keyboard didn't stop until after a while: "Sumo."

"I miss you." Gou Xiaohe said again.

This sentence was addressed to Bian Qiao, but Bian Qiao ignored him, and the keyboard made a clicking sound.

Gou Xiaohe played with the dog for a while, feeling a little sleepy, but he couldn't bear to sleep, so he sat up and moved forward to watch Bianqiao play games.

"What kind of game is this?" He leaned on the side of the bridge, leaning against the chair, "Can I play it?"

A huge "Victory" popped up on the screen, Bianqiao glanced at him, checked the time, took off the earphones and threw them on the table.