special stargazing

The hospital where Li Dingxi lives is in good condition.

From the window of the ward, the weeds on the hospital lawn seem to have been hoed.In the middle of a piece of fresh green stands a stone lettering stone with the words "New Life" written on it.The curtains were closed forcefully, Sheng Yexing looked away, and then looked at Li Dingxi who was eating wontons on the hospital bed.

The good brother's hair is quite long, accumulated on the back of the neck, and fixed in one place with a black hairpin.

Sheng Yexing remembered that Lu Jianxing also hadn't cut his hair for a while, and when he went to the barber shop, it was like entering a slaughterhouse where people were slaughtered, and his nails were about to tear his palms.I asked him why he didn't cut it, and didn't give an explanation. It wasn't until Liu Hai quickly glanced at his eyes that Lu Jianxing raised his chin a little and made a scissors gesture.

Li Dingxi scratched his hair impatiently.

He began to be dissatisfied with the length of the piercing neck.

Passing over the purchased soda, Sheng Yexing asked him, "Give up your image?"

"I don't want to cut my hair." Li Dingxi took a sip.

The fluttering sensation the soda brought to his tongue made him uncomfortable.The rain dripped on the nerves, numb the whole body, and the brain could not do anything.

Seeing Li Dingxi frowning, Sheng Yexing took the soda that he had only taken a sip of and put it back on the desk, "Why?"

"do not want!"

"But you look so decadent like this. It's not you."

"I don't want to take anything off of me."

Secondary school lines.

"..."

Well, a sick friend needs more care.

Sheng Ye walked away, and continued to look at the green outside the window.

Winter is over, and another spring is coming quietly.

If the windows of the ward are not closed, the trees in the courtyard will blow some leaves in.They spun like little swans on the pure white sheets.

Li Dingxi continued to be irritable, and waved a leaf, "Spring is here, and summer will not be far behind. I don't like it when I get hot and sticky!"

The leaf fell to the floor of the ward, Lu Jianxing bowed his head when he saw it, picked up the leaf and spread it in the palm of his hand, flipped it over with his fingertips, forming a four-shaped image.

No one could guess what he stacked, including Sheng Yexing.

Li Dingxi took the Sixiang, but still said to Lu Jianxing: "Thank you!"

Lu Jianxing bends the corners of his lips, and the spring breeze blows from his eyebrows and eyes.

Li Dingxi admires that Lu Jianxing has a special ability: he can always calm the atmosphere around him quietly, and quietly heal others in his own way.

Remembering how hard it was to have someone to talk to, Li Dingxi picked up what he had just said, "I want to swim in summer, right? You will swim with me after the college entrance examination, right?"

"You used to like summer very much." Sheng Yexing gradually got used to his jumpy conversation.

Li Dingxi replied that the bull's head was wrong: "I am also fine now."

He was so excited that he wanted to sit up straight on the bed.

With one movement, Li Dingxi moved his pillow.

Sheng Yexing took out a cigarette from under Li Dingxi's bed pillow expressionlessly, held the cigarette between his fingers, swirled it in an arc in the air, and put it in his pocket.

Li Dingxi dodged his eyes for a while.

He looked pitiful, "Boss...that's all I have left."

Sheng Yexing sighed, "No, stop smoking."

He is someone who has experienced it and knows what tobacco represents.

Sheng Yexing thought that if he collected all the cigarette butts he smoked when he was depressed, he might be able to pile up the idiot-like self he used to be.

Living in a smoky environment, escaping reality demands responsibility on his shoulders.

Li Dingxi's cigarette was finally begged from his fellow patients.

It didn't come easily, so he naturally wanted to fight for it again, "Just one, you have to accept it?"

"Come on," Sheng Yexing stroked the cigarette holder, "it's all wet, still smoking?"

"It's wet..." Li Dingxi was extremely disappointed, "It must be sweat."

Sheng Yexing was surprised, "Sweat?"

"I will have nightmares at night." Li Dingxi briefly explained.

The hospital turns off the lights at eight o'clock in the evening and goes to sleep. He is used to the owl's work and rest.The dark night brought Li Dingxi many fantasies, such as bats, ghosts and gods, such as robbers who broke through the window and entered the mental hospital to steal things.

Every night he would have nightmares, and he would use the quilt as a bondage rope, struggling and being trapped here. After waking up, his chest heaved and heaved, he wiped the sweat from his neck to the bed sheet, and then hid in the quilt and wept.

God loves the world.he thinks.

After leaving the hospital that day, Sheng Yexing bought an e-cigarette online and asked someone to deliver it to Li Dingxi.

In February, Zhanfei passed the retest, and simply notified in the WeChat group, and wished everyone a happy new year.

City [-] is already on winter vacation.

On New Year's Eve, after learning about Sheng Yexing's family situation, Lu Jianxing's parents kindly invited him to their home for the New Year.

After weighing it over and over again, Sheng Yexing chose to refuse.

Parents are people who have lived twice as long as they do, and are extremely sensitive to the protective smell of their pups.

No matter how bold and wild he is, he can control the severity, Sheng Yexing dare not joke about it.

That night, the TV said "Farewell to the old and welcome the new", and the countdown counted from ten to one.

Citizens on the second and third ring roads in the city set off fireworks, one cluster after another, and the night of the city was dotted with stars.The fireworks are gorgeous, constantly printing and dyeing the sky with various colors, and the light in Lu Jianxing's eyes also changes accordingly.

But Lu Jianxing didn't watch the fireworks, and his attention was all downstairs.

He lay on the balcony of the rented house outside the school, looking down.

"One" ended, and Lu Jianxing heard his younger brother's milky cheers, heard his parents calling him into the house, heard countless fireworks blooming... and heard his cell phone ringing.

Sheng Yexing was standing downstairs with his mobile phone in his hand, and he also looked up upstairs.

After answering the phone, Lu Jianxing Bisheng Yexing said "Happy New Year" first, and then the conversation between the two fell into a brief silence.

The whole world is as quiet as if there is only the sound of breathing.

Lu Jianxing didn't say anything.

"Did you see the fireworks?" Sheng Yexing raised his head, "I'll show it to you next year."

"I don't like this." Lu Jianxing felt noisy.

Sheng Yexing subconsciously said, "Then what do you like?"

like you.

"Ah." Monosyllable, his Lu Bingpier responded with a sound.

Making a phone call is one of the most difficult things for him.

Lu Jianxing lay on his back by the window and struggled to look down, most of his body was exposed outside, and there was a possibility of falling down at any moment.

At this time, Sheng Yexing had a strange idea in his mind - jump down.

jump down.

end it all.

After a while of silence on the phone, Sheng Yexing looked at him in the dark and whispered, "The Loch Ness Monster."

"..."

"I can only see half of your shadow," Sheng Yexing thanked the fireworks. The brightness of the fireworks allowed him to see Lu Jianxing's illuminated face clearly for a short while. "Do you remember? Teacher Tang Han played a documentary last semester, There is an image of a water monster...it is also like you, poking its head out of the water very carefully."

Even a little cute.

"Oh."

Unexpectedly, Lu Jianxing seemed to understand the meaning, tilted his head and smiled by the window.

Like a monster, he let out a small "ow".

Only he can hear it.

Lu Jianxing didn't care what his parents yelled at him in the living room, and he didn't care that he should cheer and celebrate at midnight, but he only cared that Sheng Yexing stood stupidly downstairs for an hour and a half.

"During the Spring Festival, we reunite with our families—" said the host on the TV.

Lu Jianxing instantly classified the small black box as an item he didn't like.

He counted his family with his fingers.

Dad, mom, runny brother...

Downstairs Sheng Yexing!

Lu Jianxing was shocked, and probed down again.

"You will live with your uncle and aunt tonight, be good, okay?" Sheng Yexing coaxed him.

Lu Jianxing nodded.

He forgot he was on the phone.

"Are you okay?" Sheng Yexing asked again.

Lu Jianxing opened his mouth, and it took him a long time to respond: "Not good."

The moment the words fell, his face, which was favored by the heavens, was illuminated by purple fireworks.

During the New Year, Lu Jianxing's black hair was cut very short, his originally covered eyebrows were exposed, and his fair neck was also exposed.He turned his head to look at the fireworks with a faint look in his eyes.

Thousands of lights, the whole family is happy.

His Sheng Ye walked downstairs of a residential building, but there was no house he could enter.

Lu Jianxing felt his chest was being pressed by a boulder, and he didn't understand what it was like.He opened his mouth, closed his mouth, breathed through his mouth, and breathed through his nose, but he still couldn't relieve his sadness.

He lay down again, and said "hmm" when his mother called him back to the living room to eat fruit.

Sheng Yexing was wearing a thin red jacket, which was sent by his aunt a few years ago, saying that he would wear it in a festive way for the New Year.From Lu Jianxing's point of view, Sheng Yexing was like a puddle of blood downstairs in his house.

Unaware of Lu Jianxing's rapid breathing, Sheng Yexing put down the collar covering his lips, and took out something from his pocket.

"..." Lu Jianxing saw him squatting down on the fourth floor.

Carefully lift that thing up with waste newspapers, and Sheng Yexing put it on the ground.

Taking a long breath of relief, Sheng Yexing said, "New Year's gift."

After speaking, he stood on tiptoe and waved, pointing to the gate of the community.

Sheng Ye walked away.

Lu Jianxing went down from the fourth floor, walked the stairs step by step, and carried a garbage bag in the other hand.

He told his mother to go downstairs and throw out the trash.

When he got downstairs, Lu Jianxing accurately threw the garbage into the big recycling bin, and found the New Year gift Sheng Yexing left for him at the door of the unit.

A carved wooden rose.

Although the sculpture is... not very good-looking.

No coloring either!

Lu Jianxing held it carefully, and went upstairs step by step.

"Old Lu, look what your son picked up!" Lu's mother glanced at the wooden rose clutched in Lu Jianxing's hand, and spread her soft palm, "Can I show it to my mother?"

Lu Jianxing shook his head.

He held the rose even tighter. Fortunately, Sheng Yexing wasn't so realistic that he could carve out the thorns of the rose.

Maybe the technology is not that good?

Thinking of this, Lu Jianxing smiled.

Father Lu saw that he was unwilling to give it, and was also curious, so he took a few more glances and said nothing.He bowed his head and concentrated on feeding his youngest son the cold New Year's Eve dinner.

Back in the room, Lu Jianxing took out his mobile phone to read the WeChat message from Sheng Yexing.

It is a very long paragraph of text.

Lu Jianxing opened the draft book, and neatly copied the text issued by Sheng Yexing.He copied so slowly that when Mother Lu knocked on the door and came in, she thought her son was doing his homework seriously.

After drinking the hot milk, Lu's mother turned off the light in her son's bedroom, said Happy New Year and went to bed early.

Lu Jianxing climbed onto the bed swiftly, rolled up his pajamas, pressed his entire back against the cold wall, looked around the room with fixed eyes, but found no wardrobe to hide in.

After lying down for an hour, Lu Jianxing got up again.

He turned on the desk lamp, lay down on the bed, and copied the text sent by Sheng Yexing again.

Lu Jianxing can now read books and also do reading comprehension.

When reading literary books, he is different from ordinary people. He often has to copy them to have a little vague self-understanding.

Lu Jianxing stopped every time he copied a few words.

On the first day of the new year, he copied the little love letter until two or three o'clock in the morning.By the end of the copy he was about to fall asleep.

He vaguely remembered a passage saying: "I asked you, what color are we? You said you are transparent, but I am colored. What I want to tell you today is: with you, I will always be transparent I am what color you are."

Just like today's roses have no color.

What color we are depends on each other.

You are happy so I am happy, you are miserable so I am miserable.

Lu Jianxing still doesn't quite understand that their current love is different from ordinary couples, not only in gender, but also in the way of getting along with each other.They are the tangled ropes, the thin ice closest to the sun on the top of the snow peak.

On the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, the second half of the third and seventh classes of senior high school started.

Lu Jianxing put this wooden rose in the drawer, and took it out to have a look at it from time to time, often making his clean palms black.

Rose stems will lose color.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, Lu Jianxing dug out the black ink bottle at home, poured it all into his basin for washing his face, and threw in the wooden rose sent by Sheng Yexing.

He fished out the roses with his bare hands.

After taking a photo, Lu Jianxing slipped his hand and sent the photo to Moments.

Li Dingxi, who was recuperating in the hospital, replied: Whose rose was struck by lightning? [/doubt]

Lu Jianxing's face was smeared like jungle camouflage by his hands, and after three days of washing, there were still a few gray marks hanging on it until school started on the seventh day.

When Sheng Yexing came to pick him up, he was really startled.

On the way to school, Sheng Yexing used WeChat to send a voice message to Lu's mother: "Auntie, you should put away all the paints at home, I'm afraid he will fall in love with body paint."

Lu Jianxing opened his eyes wide and said beside him, "Body painting?"

"It's nothing." Sheng Yexing kissed him while there was no one around.

What Lu Jianxing didn't express was because he had never seen black ones in flower shops.

Compared with blood-red roses all over the street, it is the most precious.