special stargazing

The boy's voice was slightly hoarse when his voice was changing, and his tone was light, as if he was stating his own affairs.

Tang Han always loved him, not to mention that he rarely heard Lu Jianxing willing to mention his past, his eyes turned red.

On the surface of the person involved, the pain was not itchy, but the bystanders cried instead.

Lu Jianxing was inexplicably blocked in his heart, unable to utter a thousand words, so he could only let out a soft "hey".

What are you doing.

Sheng Yexing glanced at him, but said nothing.

He made Tang Han want to laugh again, and deliberately "arranged" Sheng Yexing's meal with a serious face, sent the two children out of the library, and said that they should go back to the dormitory after dinner to study for the final exam.

It's been almost half a month since the school transfer, and nothing else has changed, but Lu Jianxing's "status" has changed from being a follower since he was a child to being able to walk side by side with Sheng Yexing.From the look of his expression, Sheng Yexing seemed to be escorting Lu Jianxing.

It's just that he doesn't want to admit it.

Six o'clock is the time when small vendors at the school gate are active. They sell all kinds of mess. The smell and oily smoke fill the air of half the street. Lu Jianxing doesn't care about the outside world anymore, and his attention has been attracted a lot.

The barbecue boss waved his fan fiercely at the booth: "Grilled corn kernels——"

Lu Jianxing smelled it and stopped.

God knows how much he wants to eat!

But can't say.

He was still a little embarrassed in front of Sheng Yexing.

And he couldn't go and say "I'm going to buy this" to a stranger.It’s okay to hand over money, and it’s okay to give change, but there are still some obstacles for him to directly express his appeal to strangers.

Sheng Yexing pretended not to see, and walked ahead with his hands in his pockets, Lu Jianxing had no choice but to trot to follow.

Passing by a mutton noodle stall, the boss didn't shout, but the smell of boiled mutton filled the air.

The boss saw Lu Jianxing's eyes shining, and hit the railway while it was hot: "School is over, why don't you buy a bowl of rice noodles?"

"Stop sucking." Sheng Yexing raised his hand to stop it.

He hooked his hand towards Lu Jianxing: "Lu Jianxing, let's go."

Lu Jianxing buried his head to keep up.

Passing by another beverage stand, the owner played on a loudspeaker in a loop: "Hot milk tea with oatmeal! Tremella stewed with coconut milk! It's a sweet and fragrant winter drink!"

It was almost predictable: Lu Jianxing swallowed his saliva.

Sheng Yexing stopped, took out his phone from his pocket to scan the QR code, and asked the boss, "How much is the coconut milk?"

Lu Jianxing, who was silent on the side, suddenly said, "Milk tea."

Sheng Yexing frowned and said, "I can't sleep after drinking milk tea."

Besides, this thing is astringent and greasy, what is there to drink.In the past, there was a typhoon shelter at the gate of their junior high school class. After school, those little girls came to it as if they hadn't drank water all day, and they would be happy for a long time holding a cup of milk tea.

Lu Jianxing became stubborn again: "Milk tea."

"obedient."

"milk tea."

"..." Sheng Yexing thought for a while, and made a "2" gesture to the boss, "One cup each."

The way back to the dormitory was not long, and the two of them had to walk a few kilometers.When he finally got out of the junk food market, Lu Jianxing was already holding a cup of hot milk in one hand, two multigrain pancakes on his wrist, and a bag of fried potatoes in his pocket.

Sheng Yexing smiled when he saw him drink so much that his eyes were crooked, and he was also happy in his heart, "Do you know why you are not allowed to eat barbecue and rice noodles?"

Before Lu Jianxing could reply, Sheng Yexing kicked away a small stone blocking the way, and continued: "Because it's not good for your health."

"It should be delicious." After Lu Jianxing finished speaking, he looked up at him.

The two thin layers of the small autistic double eyelids are squeezed together, but they form a wide strip, which looks quite deep.

Sheng Yexing asked in surprise, "Should? Haven't you eaten?"

Lu Jianxing: "No."

"...Brother will buy it for you in the future." Sheng Yexing felt that he was a little bit painful again, and secretly scolded himself for being overwhelmed with sympathy, and said, "Then do you know why you can't drink milk tea?"

Lu Jianxing photo gourd painting: "It's not good for your health."

Sheng Yexing saw how proud he was when he finished speaking in one breath, he was about to die of joy, and pretended to be cold and said: "The biggest reason is that you won't be able to sleep at night, you know?"

Lu Jianxing licked the milk stains at the corner of his mouth, "Yes."

All the way to the downstairs of the dormitory, Sheng Yexing seemed to be dazed, and the image of the little autistic licking the corners of his lips just now flashed in his mind.

He thought again of the little songbook in the library this afternoon.

He remembered another sentence——

The cream on the corner of your mouth makes me so excited.

Sheng Yexing thumped in his heart, always feeling that something was wrong.

I'm so excited.

As soon as he returned to the dormitory, Lu Jianxing keenly felt that the stool and the water dispenser had been moved and changed their positions, which made him very uncomfortable.

What he accepts has always been "rigid", and changes make him feel uneasy.

Not only this, but even the clothes that Mama Zhang sent up had some problems.

The school uniforms of boarding students in No. [-] Middle School have always been taken to the laundry room by themselves, and then sent back at a fixed time every week.They are all raised rough, not so particular, and occasionally one or two things are taken by mistake, and they don't think there is any problem.

But Lu Jianxing is different.

He is extremely sensitive to the familiarity and comfort of the clothes, whether he can feel it as soon as he wears the clothes.

After repeating the act of putting on and taking off his clothes nearly ten times, he finally stopped.

This anxiety lasted until twelve o'clock at night. After turning over a few times, Lu Jianxing decided to climb the ladder and get out of bed to drink some water.

"Still asleep?" Sheng Yexing sat up and looked at him.

Lu Jianxing made an excuse: "I drank too much milk tea."

"..." Sheng Yexing turned on the small bedside lamp, took off his clothes and bare his back in the heat, "I told you to drink less."

Lu Jianxing understood his reproach, lowered his head and began to regret.

Tea tastes good, and milk tastes good too. Mixing tea and milk makes it even better!

Who doesn't like to drink.

Let’s not talk about the water dispenser and stools...too hypocritical.

In fact, Lu Jianxing is very concerned about his "specialness".

"Do you want to take melatonin?" Sheng Yexing said as he was about to get out of bed to get him medicine, but he frowned after thinking about it, "Forget it, I can't give you medicine indiscriminately."

"I want to eat." Lu Jianxing stretched out his hand and gestured, "One."

He was still licking his lips as he spoke, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he didn't know if it was mischief or unintentional, there was always something else in his eyes... If Lu Jianxing hadn't been sick, Sheng Yexing must have felt that he wasn't being self-indulgent.

Sheng Yexing got out of bed and took a melatonin pill for him, Lu Jianxing sat on the bed staring dazedly, Sheng Yexing could only say, "Open your mouth."

Lu Jianxing swallowed it in one gulp, his lips were dry and soft, touching Sheng Yexing's fingertips.

After long-term practice, riding a motorcycle, jumping over walls and fighting, it is inevitable that the hands will have calluses. This grinding made Sheng Yexing's eyelids twitch.

There is no swearing in this world, but as soon as Lu Jianxing gets up as a good baby, he will have it.

"So sweet."

Lu Jianxing really didn't expect melatonin to look like jellybeans.

After he finished speaking, he was quite considerate of Li Dingxi's feelings, and glanced at the bed next to him, the man was sleeping soundly.

Sheng Yexing turned around and climbed the ladder to bed with bare arms, "Well, eat and sleep."

In the darkness, his bare neck was connected to the butterfly bones on the back of his shoulders, and the muscle lines were highlighted due to the force.Sheng Yexing fell in his uncle's yard when he was a child, and no one cared about him except the nanny, and he had a lot of scars on his back, not to mention getting sick and fighting in middle and high school.

He was also stabbed with a knife, and someone else stabbed him.

Lu Jianxing saw that he was injured all over his body, his heart seemed to be grasped tightly by a big hand, he didn't make a fuss, turned over to cover the quilt, opened his eyes wide and panted in the dark night.

Why do I feel like I can't breathe?

His back looks good, his neck looks good, and his waist is even better.

It was rare for Lu Jianxing to think about others, so he stretched out his hand to touch his abdominal muscles, and pressed his fingertips on the skin in circles, feeling that it was not strong enough, so he made up his mind to exercise more.

He huddled under the quilt, with his legs clamped by the corner of the quilt, and the roots of his ears were actually red.

The new environment makes him feel strange, and he will subconsciously reject the things he comes into contact with.However, after getting along during this time, it seems that Shi Er is not as rigid as he imagined—I hope the pairing therapy will go well.

It seems that Sheng Yexing is a little more able to accept himself than at the beginning.

A little bit.

Just this little bit is enough to summon up the courage to take a big step forward.

When I woke up the next day, the boys in the dormitory had another day full of energy and energy. Basins and buckets collided with each other in the corridor, making a loud noise. Lu Jianxing was not woken up by the wake-up call, but by the sound of knocking on the door confused.

Li Dingxi rushed back to the door with the basin, put the towel on the bed, and smiled at him: "You're awake."

"Yeah." Lu Jianxing rubbed his eyes and sat up straight, with bare legs ready to get out of bed and put on his pants.

Sheng Yexing who came back from his morning jog at the side suddenly said, "Put on the bed and get down after finishing your pants."

Li Dingxi was bluffing and said, "Why? How inconvenient is the bed..."

"Cool." Sheng Yexing threw up Lu Jianxing's trousers that were draped over the back of the chair, and raised his chin, "Take it off after wearing it, be obedient."

Lu Jianxing didn't say a word, grabbed his pants and began to wear them while sitting on the bed.

It was Li Dingxi who was stupid, and he didn't come back to his senses after being stupid for a long time. Fuck me, when will the little autistic get on better with the boss...

Put on the sweater and school trousers, but Lu Jianxing is desperately unwilling to wear school uniforms.

By the time he finished washing, Sheng Yexing had already smoked his second cigarette to refresh himself. He was restless waiting, and shouted impatiently from the stairwell: "See you on the road!"

"Ah." Lu Jianxing ran out.

Sheng Yexing walked up a few steps, and said helplessly, "Isn't heal yet?"

Lu Jianxing only wore a hooded sweater, which made his face look small, "You go first."

"What's the matter, tell me." Sheng Yexing couldn't change his usual habit of talking to Gu Qunshan and his group of "little followers" for a while, after thinking about it, he added: "I'll help you solve any difficulties."

"School uniform," Lu Jianxing said with a cold face, "I took it wrong."

"That's it? You wear mine," Sheng Yexing bit the filter and took off his clothes while talking, "I won't wear my school uniform today."

Lu Jianxing refused to pick up the school uniform, and said seriously: "You will be scolded."

"It doesn't matter, it's nothing more than a few thousand words of self-criticism, and it's a matter of closing and opening your eyes," he said with a half-smile, "Of course you write it for me."

After half a day of class, Sheng Yexing fell asleep.

He slept almost from 08:30 in the morning until school was over at twelve o'clock. When he woke up, his school uniform was back on his shoulders.The little autistic boy next to him has been called by Tang Chunhan for individual training.

Said that there are new questions for him to train.

"Hey hey hey hey, boss."

Gu Qunshan in the front seat tilted up the legs of the stool again, staggering, "My Brother Lu took off his school uniform and gave it to you as a quilt."

Sheng Yexing glanced at him, "These are my fucking clothes."

"Oh, I mean it's so big, his clothes are leaking, and his collarbone is exposed." Gu Qunshan said in a low voice.

His boss's voice suddenly became gloomy: "Is that what you should watch?"

"No."

Gu Qunshan was aggrieved, and wanted to ask in his heart, did you see that?

Hey, the boss is probably not very interested in the little autistic collarbone.

"Hey, Xiao Gu," Sheng Yexing kicked his stool leg, "Is the laundry room open?"

"It's open. There was still a batch of school uniforms that were not sent out yesterday. Mom Zhang said they would send them to me in the evening. I don't think any coat is as comfortable as a school uniform. I wear one in summer, and I wear two on top of each other in winter. " Gu Qunshan said.

"Okay," Sheng Yexing patted the table and stood up, "I'll go to the laundry room."

"I'll go too, I'll go too!" Gu Qunshan turned around quickly.

"You sit."

Sheng Yexing thought for a while and added, "I'm going for a long time."

Will it be too long to look for clothes? There are so many pieces that I may not be able to filter them out.

Gu Qunshan sighed, panicked from the cold, and hugged himself tightly, "Boss, you didn't take off your clothes?"

"En." Sheng Yexing left this sentence and went out through the back door of the classroom.

At night, Zhang's mother knocked on the bedroom door of 502 again.

"Xiao Sheng! The clothes you came to find in the afternoon have been washed and dried again. Are you seeing stars?" Zhang Ma smiled, the fine lines at the corners of her eyes were crooked.

An elderly woman like her dislikes special children the most. Seeing a refined type like Lu Jianxing, she is also full of maternal love. She secretly wants to take care of as much as she can.

Sheng Yexing took the clothes, said "thank you" to Mama Zhang, and handed the school uniform that Lu Jianxing had picked up wrongly on the back of the chair to Mama Zhang.

After closing the door, Sheng Yexing sat on the stool, put his arms on the back of the chair like an old man, and stared at Lu Jianxing who just came out of the shower.

Every time the little autistic takes a bath, the eye sockets and the ears are red, the jaw line is hard and beautiful, and the water drips along the way, and it can collect a circle of sparkling pools under the collarbone. Especially easy to bully.

But Sheng Yexing knew too well, no one could bully Lu Jianxing.

Except myself.

"Look, is it your clothes?" Sheng Yexing threw the school uniform into his clothes box, "Mother Zhang brought it here."

Lu Jianxing was still wiping the water with a bath towel, he was stunned, and came over to touch it.

Sheng Yexing suppressed the feeling of eagerness to be recognized in his heart, and urged: "Is it?"

"Yes," Lu Jianxing took a deep breath, with no expression on his face, "You're looking for it?"

Sheng Yexing waved his hands, and said as if avoiding, "Mother Zhang found it."

Lu Jianxing paused for a while, and said affirmatively: "You found it."

"Mother Zhang."

"you."

"..."

Lu Jianxing still insisted on his intuition: "You."

Hearing what he said, Sheng Yexing was suddenly dumbfounded.

The school uniforms all looked the same, and when I went in, there were a hundred or so of them, and they all smelled like they had been washed with washing powder, so why did I pick one out of a hundred?

Why did he pick out Lu Jianxing's little shirt after ten minutes of picking out those hundreds of clothes?

Right.

Lu Jianxing was wearing this little battle robe at the time, and he took over his domain in one fell swoop, and swung his long sword down.

Sheng Yexing's "I don't fucking care about anyone" was beheaded, and no one was left behind.