special stargazing

Li Dingxi didn't go back to the dormitory tonight, and there were only the two of them left in the not-so-big space.

Seeing four pairs of identical shoes together, Lu Jianxing was still a little dazed. He couldn't understand why he was fine before, but now he was nervous when he was alone with Sheng Yexing. He couldn't even speak well, so he had to use Cold "appearance" to disguise themselves.

Besides, the fact that it was going to be a winter vacation still bothered him.

Take a deep breath and relax.

Take another deep breath and open your mouth.

Still can't utter half a word.

His desire to communicate was rampant in his throat, and he couldn't find a word to talk about.

Sheng Yexing put the four shoe boxes on the ground, took out his size 44 pair and put them aside, and said to Lu Jianxing, "This pair is mine, and the other three pairs are yours. Try it on and see if it fits you well." It doesn't fit."

Lu Jianxing didn't understand why Sheng Yexing gave him shoes, but he grabbed the shoes and refused to put them on his feet.

Sheng Yexing coaxed again: "Because you can't always wear one pair of shoes, so I bought three pairs of the same one. How about wearing this new one tomorrow?"

"Only one pair." Lu Jianxing said.

"I know you only have one pair." Sheng Yexing explained patiently, "But now you have four pairs, and they are all the same, so wear them differently, okay?"

Lu Jianxing is very stubborn on fixed dependence: "One pair."

Hearing that he was still unwilling to turn, Sheng Yexing tried to coax him in a different way: "Don't you want to wear the same shoes as me?"

Tang Han said that to deal with Lu Jianxing, it is necessary to guide him in reverse.If you ask him what he agrees with, he won't respond, but once you say something he doesn't agree with, he may be stimulated to say a word or two.

God knows how fast Sheng Yexing's heart beat when he asked this "narcissistic" sentence.

He is a person who has been dazzled by his heart, recklessly attacking and possessing, just waiting for the other party to nod his approval.

It is difficult for Lu Jianxing to answer questions that ordinary people only need to shake their heads or nod.

It took him more than ten seconds to react, and then he said, "Yes."

The ankle was gently held by Sheng Yexing, Lu Jianxing blushed nervously, and quickly said, "I..."

I can come by myself!

Sheng Yexing's palm was too hot and the force was so strong that Lu Jianxing couldn't break free.

"Want to wear it yourself?" Sheng Yexing asked.

Lu Jianxing nodded, turned his head slightly to the side, trying hard to hide his red ears.

But he forgot that people have two ears.

One hid, and the other popped out.

Sheng Yexing saw Lu Xing shrinking his neck like a rabbit, and thought it was funny again, knowing that he was shy now, so he quickly stood up and made way, and confirmed again: "Then you wear it yourself? Can you tie your shoelaces now? "

Lu Jianxing took a deep breath, "Yes."

Sheng Yexing said: "I'll record a video of tying your shoelaces for you some other day. You can learn it a few times, and you might be able to do it."

Lu Jianxing replied with a straight face, "Okay."

Still not at ease, Sheng Yexing watched him put on his shoes without daring to move.

After a while, Sheng Yexing heard the noise downstairs in the No. [-] boys' dormitory in the city. A group of half-grown boys gathered together and screamed, as if they were looting for something.

Sheng Yexing put one hand in his pocket, walked to the window and went downstairs to take a look, "Sure enough, Uncle Ming distributed the wheelbarrow downstairs."

As he said, he took a look inside the house: "Lu Jianxing, I'll wait for you at the door, come to me after you tie it up. I'll go down and get one for you first."

Pushing the wheelbarrow for half an hour after dinner every day is a new school arrangement. It is said that it is to practice strength and balance, which has something to do with vestibular sensation. Sheng Yexing did not take classes seriously and did not listen too carefully.

This exercise is not only aimed at Lu Jianxing, but also to help some students with sensory integration disorders in the school.

Sheng Yexing still remembered that in the physical education class before, he had a quarrel with his classmates, and if he lost a game, he had to pinch his ear with one hand and point to the ground while staring at the circle.

Good guy, those buddies with synesthesia disorders are especially good at turning, because poor hand coordination can have a reason not to pinch ears, and they won't get dizzy.

Thinking of this, he glanced at Lu Jianxing.

I don't know if the little autistic child can push the unicycle well.

After all, the thing is heavy, and I have to balance it by myself before pushing it forward.

After Sheng Yexing went downstairs, Lu Jianxing sat on the edge of the bed and tied his shoelaces countless times, and finally put all the laces into his shoes without giving up on himself, so he didn't tie them at all.

He couldn't figure out why it had to be tied up when it could all be stuffed in.

Also, if you can eat with a spoon, why do you have to use chopsticks?

Also, putting things in a fixed place can calm you down, why change it?Just put it there, can't you?

Probably just to make himself look less weird.

It's also like between people, it's good to be alone, why do we need to communicate...

He had written this question to the doctor before, and the other party said, it's just because you didn't pay attention to the fun of communication.

This answer made Lu Jianxing depressed for a while.

Before going out, Lu Jianxing hesitated for a while, and decided to take a coat for Sheng Yexing.

He seemed to be wearing very little clothes just now, and when he tiptoed to pick up the basketball bag, the hem of his school uniform was lifted up by about ten centimeters, exposing a section of his waist and abdomen, making him look cold.

Also very pleasing to the eye.

Now Lu Jianxing has not realized how unusual his "concern" is.

Panting for breath, he ran down the stairs and almost fell in the corridor on the third floor. He managed to hold on to the handrail and stood upright. The classmates who hurried down from upstairs shouted at him: "See you on the road! What are you running for!"

"Lu Jianxing! Where's your bodyguard?"

"Fuck, you can ride a unicycle too?"

Whether these words were a joke or sincere mockery, Lu Jianxing couldn't tell at all, he just ran downstairs on his own.

I ran to the second floor, and the students who caught up behind me were still cheering me up like they were heartless: "I can't lose to Lu Jianxing today!"

"Stupid, today is training alone, so I don't bother to compare with you—" said a boy next to him.

"Single wheel, it's all over!"

"Hold it firmly!"

"See you on the road! You get the unicycle..." Before the little boy finished speaking, he saw Sheng Yexing standing at the stairs with the unicycle in his hand, and his mouth fell instantly.

With dark eyes, Sheng Yexing scanned the faces of the three next-door classes from beginning to end, and then lifted the wheelbarrow in his hand.

He was carrying the wheelbarrow as if he was going to hit someone with it, and the three boys were so frightened that they hurriedly walked out against the wall.

One of them said while walking: "Oh, hurry up, what are you talking about, lead the car! Go find Uncle Ming!"

Another boy said, "Look for Uncle Ming!"

The murderous Sheng Yexing put down the wheelbarrow, glanced at them, and said nothing.

In the past, when I got into fights, it was basically boys of the same age who were beaten up and shouted "Uncle Ming—" and then I was "arrested" in front of my superiors, which ended badly.

But winning is winning, so he has never been afraid of anyone, and he will not be afraid of anyone.

Now that Lu Jianxing was standing on the stairs on the first floor, being ridiculed by a group of unfamiliar boys, Sheng Yexing was really a little scared.

He was afraid that Lu Jianxing would take those silly jokes to heart.

Lu Jianxing moved his legs and saw Sheng Yexing standing on the first step, suddenly he didn't know how to move.

Sheng Yexing saw his nervousness, so he put the wheelbarrow down against the wall and said, "Run down."

Lu Jianxing was still a little afraid to move.

It didn't matter to him to run around casually before, but now he didn't want to stumble and fall in front of Sheng Yexing.

I've been in an unstable state recently, and I feel ashamed to do anything.

No matter how dull he is, no matter how difficult it is to consider right and wrong, he also has strong self-esteem.Although this self-esteem is difficult for him to support.

"Lu Jianxing, I will follow you."

Sheng Yexing let go of his hands, lowered his arms slightly, and made a gesture of lifting in front of him, "No one saw it except me."

He seemed to understand.

The little autistic child avoids himself in the shower, climbs the bed ladder to avoid himself, and even runs downstairs to avoid himself, because he is afraid of losing face.Boys of their age have very strong self-esteem, let alone partners.

The partner who least wants to be dragged down.

However, Sheng Yexing now needs to turn Lu Jianxing's inertial thinking around. What they need between them is: only show their vulnerable and protective sides in front of each other.

Lu Jianxing finally ran the last few steps smoothly.

He walked out of the stairwell with firm steps, turning his head while walking, wanting to see if Sheng Yexing had followed.

"What's the hurry?" Sheng Yexing laughed uncontrollably seeing him anxiously, "There are still plenty of open spaces, there are places available. Everyone is training themselves, and no one will say that you are not doing well."

"Ah."

"Don't be nervous...take your time," Sheng Yexing said, "I have plenty of time, I'm afraid you don't want to practice."

Lu Jianxing was caught by the words, nodded sincerely, and reached out to pick up the wheelbarrow Sheng Yexing was leading.

It is not difficult for normal people to maintain balance on a unicycle, but it is a big challenge for Lu Jianxing.

This is different from the balance beam, tactile board, or dragon ball that I played with when I was a child. The unicycle is very heavy.

Lu Jianxing began to rejoice that he had not neglected to exercise, and his body was considered strong and tough, and he could completely rely on brute force to maintain short-term balance.

Although Lu Jianxing's reaction was half a beat slow, he was still good at self-study.

He first glanced around the strenuous movements of the surrounding classmates to avoid some unnecessary loopholes, and holding the handlebar of the unicycle, he began to circle the flower beds of the dormitory little by little.

After three laps, the car backed up four or five times, Lu Jianxing's patience was about to run out, so he had to cast a look at Sheng Yexing for help.

"How many more laps? How long have you been practicing? Tang Han will check tomorrow, and this is just the first homework." Sheng Yexing was standing aside with an unlit cigarette in his mouth, observing him, "If you wait a while You don't want to play anymore, you just say 'over' or 'over'."

Lu Jianxing said loudly, "It's over!"

"Well, so fast?"

"..."

"It's useless to be coquettish and cute, and your eyes are still so intimidating." Sheng Yexing squeezed the back of his head and patted him. "Push it for 15 minutes obediently, and I will give you some reward."

Lu Jianxing: "..."

15 minutes……

Then don't push until your hands are sore and your feet hurt.

After thinking about it, Lu Jianxing decided to bargain, making a "one" with his left hand and a "zero" with his right hand, raised his chin towards Sheng Ye, with a serious expression that could not be discussed.

"Add a cup of milk tea in 5 more minutes," Sheng Yexing let go, and made a concession, "It's still the kind with pearls."

Lu Jianxing was taken aback for a moment, and he opened his right hand directly, and restored the time to "Fifteen".

He wants to drink something sweet to make him feel better.

After the unicycle training, Lu Jianxing drank hot milk tea as he wished, while Sheng Yexing leaned against the wall and drank iced cola.

A few pieces of ice were crushed into pieces, and Sheng Yexing shivered from the cold.

When they returned to the dormitory after eating, it was already dark.

Recently, small vendors and shops near the school have withdrawn their goods one after another. Most of them are clearance sales. Many shops close their doors shortly after dark, and there are inevitably fewer people on the street.

The weather was cold, and Sheng Ye felt his hands were cold while walking, so he would reach for Lu Jianxing's hand unconsciously, and if he felt that the other party's hands were also cold, he would stuff them directly into his pocket.

Lu Jianxing didn't feel that anything was wrong, he was holding milk tea in one hand, while the other was being held, which was still warm.

Occasionally, when there were car lights shining on the road, Sheng Yexing didn't let go, but just put his arms around Lu Jianxing's shoulders, letting Lu Jianxing get closer to him.

Sheng Yexing saw that he was putting all his energy into sucking pearls, thought it was fun, so he called him casually: "Lu Bingpier."

"Hey." Lu Jianxing responded very loudly.

Talking so loudly is rare.

"Hey? Where did you learn it?" Sheng Yexing laughed. He was just yelling casually, but he didn't expect a response. "Why do you still have a Northeast accent?"

Lu Jianxing remained silent again, and Sheng Yexing called as he walked, "Brother Lu?"

"..."

"The road is open?"

"..."

"Little autistic."

Sheng Yexing finished speaking at the risk of being beaten, and said softly, "You...do you still feel repulsed by the word 'autistic'?"

Lu Jianxing didn't answer the question directly, but raised his face and smiled, "Ah—it's me!"

"It's you." Sheng Yexing also smiled.

It seems that I can gradually calm down, which is a great progress.

Lu Jianxing still clung to it: "It's me."

"It is you."

"It's me."

"Yeah." Sheng Yexing pinched the back of his neck and looked down at his feet, "It's us."

I always feel... I feel like I'm taking advantage of my autistic child when I wear these couple shoes on my feet.

Forget it, this is really cheap.

Back in the dormitory, Lu Jianxing went to take a shower again while Sheng Yexing was tidying up the table.

Sheng Yexing was digging out his laptop, which he hadn't used for a long time, from the closet, and it was covered with dust.

This computer was bought by my aunt, and there are many photos of Shengkai when she was a child, so Sheng Yexing has never been willing to throw it away.

Another homework assigned by Tang Han today is to make several geometric figures with different shades of colors on the computer, and there is another article that needs to be typed into a picture document by hand.

Sheng Ye Xing is easy to do, and it can be done in 10 minutes, but it is difficult to see the stars on the road.

"I opened the drawing software for you, and you try to draw the square and circle first." Sheng Yexing took off his shirt, tied the towel around his waist, and tiptoed to the bedside to get the vest. "I'll take a shower, I'll be back later."

Drawing pictures is not difficult for Lu Jianxing, but to draw pictures on the computer by pressing the mouse, it really takes a lot of practice to succeed.

After he finished working on the three geometric patterns, Sheng Yexing came out wearing a towel, and looked at the computer while wiping his hair.

He was covered with damp, and sweat was dripping from his collarbone to his chest and abdomen.

When he bent down, Lu Jianxing was wrapped in his arms, and a clean scent of saponins wafted over his nostrils.

Since the sense of smell is more sensitive than ordinary people, this fragrance is undoubtedly stimulating to Lu Jianxing.He first squinted his eyes and smelled it, and after smelling it for a while, he felt a little uncontrollable, and the tip of his nose stuck to the skin of Sheng Yexing's arm.

Lu Jianxing was stunned when he touched the heat source.

"Good smell?" Sheng Yexing lowered his head on purpose, his breathing became soft, "I will use this for you next time."

"Yeah." Lu Jianxing somewhat understood why his ears burned easily.

It seems that as soon as Sheng Yexing approaches and touches, he will.

Homework is still the most important thing right now, Sheng Yexing looked at the geometric figures he drew first, and confirmed that there are differences in colors but the problem is not big.

Then, Sheng Yexing laid out Tang Han's printed article materials on the desktop, "Can I give you two hours for an article of [-] words?"

Computer typing is relatively new to Lu Jianxing, and he is not very sure.

Lu Jianxing didn't talk too much nonsense, and started pressing the buttons one by one while rolling his sleeves.

He has serious problems with the coordination of his hands. It is impossible to type coherently. He has to type every pinyin one by one, and sometimes he has to press "delete" to delete them all.

After tossing until eleven o'clock at night, the boys' dormitory cut off the power supply, and Lu Jianxing hadn't finished it yet.

He had only typed [-] of the [-]-word article, and he was already so tired that his hands were sore and his neck ached.

He became anxious.

Sheng Yexing saw that he was anxious, so he could only comfort him: "Go to rest after typing another hundred words? I will tell Tang Han what's going on tomorrow."

"..."

Lu Jianxing shook his head, silently began to press the delete key on the keyboard, and directly deleted fifty characters.

inability.

He was angry at his incompetence.

"Don't press it randomly... You have typed this word for so long, and it disappears once you press it." Sheng Yexing grabbed his hand, "There are only more than 300 left."

Seeing the stars on the road, I was so annoyed that my head would explode.

He gritted his teeth, took the paper over to look at it, and started typing on the computer clumsily again, hitting every "return" key with an extremely loud sound.

After finishing a row, he said "end".

After typing the fifth row, he pressed the delete button again, and deleted all the words he had typed for half an hour.

Sheng Yexing couldn't quite understand his actions.

"Stop," he could feel that Lu Jianxing was losing his temper unreasonably, but he also knew that there was nothing to say to Lu Jianxing, "If you don't want to type anymore, just say, don't delete it, or you will have to start again tomorrow." Come."

"Let it go," Lu Jianxing's voice became sharper, "Let it go!"

Sheng Yexing's words were uncontrollable at all, "See you on the road!"

"put."

Sheng Yexing had to let go of his hand.

After a while, Sheng Yexing retreated to the side, saw Lu Jianxing delete the words he had typed one hundred times fiercely, and then repeated the deleted words again, pressing the keyboard keys one by one, anxious and irritable .

Lu Jianxing was in a hurry.

But there was nothing he could do.

Sheng Yexing watched from the side with a sullen expression, but his fingers were about to scratch the palm of his hand.

Lu Jianxing rarely had major mood swings, and this was the first time that Sheng Yexing couldn't comfort him, so he could only watch, trying to hug him to comfort him, but the other party refused to let him get close.

However, Lu Jianxing's hands are so cold, his neck is so white, his eyebrows and eyes are unique to young people, and even the frown is very attractive.

In the chaotic "unawareness", Sheng Yexing closed the laptop suddenly, grabbed the mouse and threw it aside.

"Wow!"

"Snapped!"

Immediately afterwards, the part where the bed legs were next to the railing in the dormitory was smashed into a mess.

Lu Jianxing stopped, his face flushed with anger, he wanted to speak but couldn't speak, but he was so anxious that he grabbed Sheng Yexing's hand and didn't let go, and watched Sheng Yexing drop all the books.

"Don't," Lu Jianxing was tall enough to barely stop Sheng Yexing from smashing things, "Don't smash it!"

Sheng Yexing gasped for breath, feeling a string in his brain being scorched by the fire, and his chest, abdomen, and back were covered in cold sweat.

With just one pluck, the string began to vibrate crazily, affecting him so much that he couldn't control his movements.

Being pressed down by Lu Jianxing to half kneel on the ground, Sheng Yexing's voice became hoarse: "I...I just..."

"you."

After Lu Jianxing finished speaking dryly, he also squatted down, leaning against Sheng Yexing completely by instinct, and said, "Just now, it was smashed, a lot of things."

Sheng Yexing had such a headache that he was about to vomit blood, and he was almost speechless.

"Smash," Lu Jianxing paused for a few seconds, and touched Sheng Yexing's forehead with his palm, "It's not good."

so hot.

He always felt that the other party was not sick, but had a fever.

Similarly, Sheng Yexing didn't feel like he was having an attack.

"Mania" is not only his illness, but also a poison buried in his body for a long time, gradually turning his personality into mania, and now he still has some secret desires that cannot be uttered.

He knew that men and women alike were prone to having sex during episodes of mania.In the past, when he was young, he didn't pay much attention to this aspect. Now that he is an adult, the problem gradually surfaced.

And he knew that during the attack, the patient himself did not have this consciousness.

To be honest, Sheng Yexing always felt that he was very happy when he was ill. He felt like he was going to destroy the world. He could think of many things that he would not dare to think about at ordinary times.

But it's cool, the medicine still needs to be taken.

His dosage has been reduced from the initial dose to a quarter of a pill before going to bed, but now he still can't control many violent emotional factors.

The two illnesses he and Lu Jianxing suffered from were enemies.

Those who are most tormented are those close to them.

It's fine now, it's turned into mutual torture.

After cleaning up the mess, Sheng Yexing urged Lu Jianxing to go to bed, and went to the balcony by himself to stand smoking and blowing the air.

He tried to wake himself up a little more.

After smoking a cigarette, he went back to the dormitory, took today's medicine, and stood in the dark for a long time.

Sheng Yexing took the medicine and became sleepy, he just closed his eyes and tucked the quilt for Lu Jianxing, and fell into a dream in a blink of an eye, he didn't even have time to say "good night" that he used to have every night in his heart.

Drowsiness and drowsiness swept over everything in him.

In the middle of falling asleep, Sheng Yexing woke up.

At first, he heard the sound of typing on the keyboard while he was half asleep and half awake, and then he heard the voice of a whisper.

After listening for a while, Sheng Yexing vaguely realized that it was the article arranged by Tang Han, and felt that the place next to him was empty, so he almost woke up with a start, sat up and looked under the bed.

Lu Jianxing was sitting in front of the computer, with his head buried low and his hands on the keyboard.

While reciting in a low voice, he tapped on the keyboard with a very focused expression.

Sheng Yexing couldn't hold back the dry throat and discomfort, and coughed.

Lu Jianxing turned his head when he heard the sound, and found that Sheng Yexing had woken up, so he took the initiative to say, "I'm done."

"What's done?" Sheng Yexing was stunned.

"Homework." Lu Jianxing paused, "All."

"Have you finished typing more than 1000 characters?"

Lu Jianxing was holding a computer, looking very bullish, "Yeah."

Sheng Yexing subconsciously grabbed the cell phone that he had nearly smashed by himself before the pillow, and glanced at the time.

Four forty-seven in the morning.

Lu Jianxing finished the homework by himself.

Sheng Yexing suddenly remembered Tang Han's words, saying that you can see him, but you don't know anything about him.

"you are awesome,"

Sheng Yexing clenched the quilt tightly, and his voice was slightly hoarse when he woke up, "Lu Bingpier, come up to sleep."

Lu Jianxing laughed, and slowly tidied up the computer, imitating his "husky feeling" and whispering: "Good."

Sheng Yexing sat up and lay down on the side, letting his back press against the cold wall, after all, the chest hug was reserved for Lu Jianxing.

Regarding Tang Han's words, Sheng Yexing wanted to reply.

He is an unsolved mystery.

But the answer is in my hands, and only I know.