three years old

Having tasted the sweetness this time, Xing Cheng was out of control.

He pestered Ning Xi in the living room and did it several times, and almost got drunk and carried his brother into the room to do it.

In the end, it was very early in the morning, and he went back to the bedroom, took a shower and collapsed on the single bed, covered in moisture.

The two were lying side by side and it was extremely crowded, Ning Xi stabbed Xing Cheng in the stomach as soon as he raised his arm, the latter curled up, covered his face and groaned: "Why do I feel that the bed is so small today..."

Ning Xi held back her laughter, and was so tired that her voice became hoarse. She said coldly, "You hug me too tightly."

After finishing speaking, he took off the dog's paw on his waist, and still reluctantly hugged him up again, and blew into his ear: "Small is small."

Ning Xi's waist felt a little uncomfortable, and he admired Xing Cheng from the bottom of his heart for being so energetic after a long night of tossing, and said to him: "Turn over and sleep with my back on your back, or go back upstairs by yourself."

When Xing Cheng heard it, his voice was still lazy: "My legs are weak."

He lowered his head, the fresh smell in the bed was still from Ning Xi, and he couldn't let go of the smell, and the waist around Ning Xi began to move again, which made Ning Xi unable to show weakness: "My legs are too weak. soft……"

Xing Cheng suddenly got under the quilt, Ning Xi was startled, and pressed his shoulders to prevent him from burrowing under the quilt.

"Cheng Cheng, why are you crazy..."

The person who was called lay down on him, poked his head out from under the quilt, leaned against his side, and rubbed his legs bit by bit.

Ning Xi blushed, buried her face in the pillow, and scolded him in a low voice: "No kid in the first year of high school can make trouble like you."

He knew that Xing Cheng was venting tonight, and he himself was venting.

Too many emotions, stress mixed together, both need an unobstructed mouth.

Xing Cheng was very thick-skinned, so he took this sentence as a compliment, and didn't argue with him, and said while rubbing, "I'm not a child anymore."

Xing Cheng bit the word "little" very hard, Ning Xi blushed even more, wanted to scold him a few words, but couldn't speak, turned over and got under the bed.

You are no longer a child, and you have to be responsible for your words and deeds.

Ning Xi closed her eyes and slowly thought about what she had done in the past eight years since she was 12, and what she had lost in her youth.

It seems to have fallen into the boundless abyss, opening up another world that belongs to adults.

It seems that many people are like this.

Time is like a ruthless person behind him, constantly kicking the staggering child in front, urging him to grow up...

I finally grew up.

I grew up.

How did I grow up?

Before falling asleep in a daze, Ning Xi remembered that when she was in her third year of high school, Xing Cheng was in her first year of high school. This person always got up early in the morning, but he just arrived at school when he was about to be late. Quan'er, when we met, he casually said hello and said good morning.

Every time I play the guitar upstairs, I have to send a voice to myself, for fear that I won’t be able to hear it.

I don't know if Xingcheng is still playing that guitar.

Did he still remember the melody he had allocated to himself?

……

After the so-called "substantial" relationship between the two, Xingcheng felt that the way to school every day was much more spacious.

The cars speeding past on the small street in front of our house no longer seem to occupy the road so much, and even the flowers on the heads of the elementary school students passing by the gate of the community feel less dazzling when driving.

Withered and yellow leaves covered the whole street.

A few days later, two evenings before the high school diagnostic results came out, Xingcheng heard that the latest admissions exam report for this year had arrived at the newsstand in front of the school. .

In order to avoid some unnecessary problems, the school gave all the third-year students the title of the book and asked them to buy their own. The newsstand at the school gate naturally became a place for everyone to visit.

Qingyang District is the district with the largest number of key high schools in Chengdu. Newsstands on every street are robbed like crazy, let alone Wenweng Road in Shizhong.

Before the get out of class bell was over, Xing Cheng took the lead to touch it out, pretending to have a stomachache and a leg pain. He is a future national athlete that the school team focuses on training, and the class monitor who came to guard the last self-study period couldn't say anything, so he let him went.

Ren Mei was the second to run out, and directly followed Xing Cheng over the wall. As soon as the two of them left the school, they ran to the newsstand near the school. Book.

In addition, after school, those brothers from Xingcheng went to help the "sister-in-law" grab it, and there were ten copies in total. Ning Xi was shocked when she got it.

He took a deep breath, but he didn't understand why he grabbed so many copies. He took two copies, and asked Xing Cheng to resell the remaining eight copies to his classmates in the third year of high school.

Xingcheng was tired of fighting, so naturally he didn't have the original price, so he charged five yuan more for the book, making a profit of 40 yuan.

When he came home at night, he went to the best barbecue stall in Qingyang District and made a supper for his brother.

He was afraid that his supper would be cold, so he wrapped it in his school uniform and hung it on his wrist. He rode a bicycle along the way, speeding through the streets and alleys, and rushed to his brother with the cool night breeze.

When Night Breeze lifted the hem of his school uniform, he would always think of a photo that was sold at a high price by a freshman girl.

Both he and Ning Xi were wearing azure blue school uniforms, fighting hard on the basketball court, evenly matched.

Due to the backlight, a cluster of sunlight bloomed from the middle of the two of them throwing the ball, outlining the silhouette of the two of them perfectly.

Xing Cheng still remembered the class before the competition, he was very nervous throughout the class, holding the compasses and pens and turning them non-stop, almost piercing the back of Ren Mei's hand with a pointed end.

There is even a "Ning" quietly engraved on the desktop of the desk under the pressure of the textbook.

As for the word "Xi", there are too many strokes, so forget it.

There is still more time, slowly carve stroke by stroke.

This flashed to mid-January, and the courses of the second and third classes of senior high school were also at the end of the term.

Xing Cheng doesn’t have much time to harass his brother every night, he recites books in the bedroom as if he was playing his life, and recites until his mother cooks chicken soup and big bone soup at night. Son, simply don't endorse, and eat supper first.

Occasionally, under the pretext of delivering soup to his brother, Xing Cheng walked down the corridor in the dark, seeing that Ning Xi was exhausted from studying, and felt very distressed.

Xing Cheng stretched out his hand to touch the dark circles under his eyes, but still couldn't help saying a few words to him: "You are going to take the seven hundred and five exam."

Ning Xi knew that his younger brother loved him dearly, and replied, "Can you pass my exam halfway, and tell me after you pass the exam."

Xing Cheng put the packed soup bowl on the small table, held his brother's face and kissed his forehead, said "good night", and immediately rushed out of the room, and ran back to memorize the essay.

It seems to have regained the lost power.

When he just kissed his brother, Xing Cheng felt that he had grown a little taller.

I'm going to bow my head.

……

In fact, since he was a child, he has a very strong family concept. The family education is relatively traditional, and the three views are extremely positive. His parents understand the ancient and modern, the new and the old, and his education level is quite high.

For the education of adolescents, it is natural to be more open.

In the hearts of his parents, in fact, apart from his love of fighting, there is nothing serious about him.

But when he opened the window during the journey, his father became very suspicious. After all, he was a soldier. Looking at the footprints on the balcony, he felt that something was wrong.

Later, Xing Cheng also felt that the movement was a bit loud, and began to try to cover up the shoe prints.

After covering it up like this, his father thought more, and subconsciously felt that he had gone out to open a room with others, or ran out to surf the Internet at night.

On the day when Xingcheng's father followed him, it happened that there was no soup that night, so naturally his brother's supper was missing.

He turned to the first floor and was not in a hurry to enter his brother's room. Instead, he slipped away to the gate of the community, walked a few streets and saw a night snack shop, packed a porridge and went back.

This is the first night.

On the second night, Xingcheng's father was still waiting for Xingcheng in the community, but he didn't wait, the lights were too dim, and he didn't see where he turned.

On the third night, the father was also impatient, and he opened the door directly when Xing Cheng climbed onto the window sill.

His father, who was a soldier, shouted like a thunderstorm behind him: "Stop!"

Xing Cheng was trembling all over. If he followed his previous temperament, he would definitely jump off in front of his father, but thinking that his brother would be the one who jumped down, he just thought about it. He turned around obediently and put his long legs together. On the window sill, I dare not move.

Not only did he not dare to move, he didn't dare to say a word.

Immediately afterwards, Xingcheng's father gave him at least one hour of sex education and life safety education.

He listened with his ears upright, holding a Ferrero in his hand.

He snatched it from Ren Mei in the afternoon.

The gold tinfoil in his hand was touched loudly by him, and his palm was so hot that it would melt if he held it for a while.

It's too crazy.

Of course, that night's marching didn't get what it wanted, and his father punished him to stand in a military posture alone, leaning against the wall until the middle of the night.

Finally, it was four or five o'clock, and Xing Cheng stood up straight and didn't dare to sleep, and didn't even dare to bend down at all.

Standing straight, his eyes were fixed on the darkness in the living room, trying to find some light from it.

Before being punished to stand, Xingcheng ran to the bathroom to send a message to Ning Xi, citing internal urgency as an excuse.

X: don't wait for me

Do Not Disturb:?

X: Sleepy, go to bed first, come early and don’t be too late

Do Not Disturb: OK

When Ning Xi replied, Xing Cheng's father knocked on the door outside the bathroom to urge him, asking him if he wanted to stand in the bathroom as punishment?

Xing Cheng didn't dare to stay any longer, so he quickly posted a moon emoji, added a love heart, turned off his phone, and put it in his pocket.

The journey of that year was frivolous and stubborn.

Every night when turning from the second floor to the first floor, there is no turning back.

The moment he landed from the sky, he was only for the sea.

After school the next afternoon, Xing Cheng ran to the third grade of high school to wait for him.

Xing Cheng agreed to him, and when the diagnostic exam was over, he would take his brother to eat fish at the Jiuyan Bridge, and he also specially set a spot, saying that he wanted a place by the window, with a good view.

It was said over there that you would have to pay an extra 30 yuan to reserve a good seat by the window.

Near the end of the period, the third year of senior high school is a little earlier today, and standing in front of the steps of the classroom door, he was about to doze off. When the bell rang, his concave shape problem remained unchanged, and he immediately stood up straight, with his hands in his pockets , Staring at the back door of Class [-] and [-] of Senior High School.

Boys and girls in school uniforms passed in front of him one after another, and basically turned their heads.

Cheng Cheng's sight was not affected at all, he just looked in the direction he wanted to look, looking for the person he was waiting for.

After dinner, they took the bus, it was evening.

In a rare sight, they met the pink sky.

On the bus, there were many students in school uniforms, adults who had just left work, and some cheering children. Most of them held their mobile phones or opened their eyes wide to see the scenery outside the window.

In the evening of Chengdu today, the clouds on the horizon are almost transparent, and the whole sky presents a pure pink color.

The clouds are thicker, the water vapor is critical, the angle of the sun is lower, and the reddish-orange light is refracted. The pink color of the clouds above wraps the city in a strawberry-flavored sweetness.

The bus stopped and went in the downtown area, and there were several sudden brakes in succession. Cheng Cheng stood behind Ning Xi calmly, with his left hand on the pole and his right hand on the bracelet of the seat. Advantage, gently circled him.

Ning Xi could no longer hear the exclamation of the citizens for today's pink sky, and her mind was all about standing behind her and surrounding her.

Xing Cheng was also looking at the rare pink sky, and whispered, "Brother, look outside."

Nodding her head, Ning Xi remained silent.

The two looked at the pink color of the road, and as the bus went up and down the bridge, the scenery outside the window became more beautiful.

There were more and more people getting on the bus, Ning Xi was squeezed a little uncomfortable, and leaned against Xing Cheng.

Xing Cheng grabbed his hand, hid it in his school uniform and held it.

Ning Xi turned her head slightly, and she could see the school uniform brand on Xingcheng's chest. She unzipped the zipper halfway, and the dark gray pullover sweater inside revealed a small part of her neck...

Rolling Adam's apple.

Ning Xi stared straight ahead, seeing the city under the pink sky, high-rise buildings, people coming and going, and the street lights that were already slightly lit.

gallop.

You see that there are so many things in the world, and there are so many secrets and difficulties in this city, where is the place where we can stop.

Ning Xi still couldn't hold back, and looked up at him.

Sensing the gaze, Xing Cheng lowered his head slightly to meet Ning Xi's.

In Ning Xi's eyes, Xing Cheng's eyes are wanton and lively, energetic and handsome. Against such a pink background, the whole person looks pure, ignorant, natural and flying.

The moon in the sky of Chengdu has gradually become sleepy, and the light in the car reflects the immature faces of the two people.

The bus is moving forward, chasing a white pigeon with a rose in its mouth.

Ning Xi is forever grateful to him.

I am grateful that he rode a bicycle that costs one yuan per kilometer at the school gate, and rushed to me.

His carefully groomed short hair was disheveled by the wind.

His cheeks were flushed in summer, hot and warm.