his little stutter

Xu Zhao turned his head and saw that it was really Yu Nan.

He still had an expression of not wanting to talk to people, carrying a bag, and entered a house that seemed to have been unoccupied for many years.

Chen Zheng was shocked, "Could it be his house?"

Zhao Bei also followed suit, "That room looks so small, will he have difficulty breathing if he lives in it?"

It’s no wonder they were so surprised. The house looks like it’s been around for a while, with black bricks and white tiles, and a small footprint. It looks like a public toilet accidentally found on the side of the road for the convenience of pedestrians. It's still very low.

The west of the city is the main urban area, and the buildings in this area are relatively new. Even if they weren't built in the past few years, they wouldn't be as old as this house.

Ge Yisong took off his shoes, leaned against a stone pier, tilted his head and said, "Isn't it ignorant? People call it retro, do you understand retro?"

Chen Zheng laughed, "Don't fart your motherfucker! Does living in a crappy house be called retro?"

Ge Yisong said, "You don't know that. During the Republic of China, every household had a house like this. Now people love to pursue retro, do you understand fashion..."

He stretched out his thumb and pointed back, "Just my dad, last time he took a photo of a broken jade bracelet from the Qing Dynasty. It cost 30 yuan for this thing. My dad said it's called Shanggu, I guess It has the same meaning as that of retro."

"Where are you following?"

Chen Zheng laughed when he heard it, and he didn't bother to argue with Ge Yisong anymore. He was almost done, so he stood up and said, "What's the matter, let's go?"

Xu Zhao looked at Yu Nan's house, tilted his head, "Go back first."

Zhao Bei asked, "What's the matter, Brother Sheng? Aren't you going back with us?"

Chen Zheng glanced at his expression and said, "Brother Sheng, you don't mean to stutter, do you?"

"There's a lot of nonsense."

Xu Zhao said calmly, and walked forward after speaking.

"But, your hand..." Chen Zheng reminded him.

Xu Zhao didn't turn his face away, "Stop talking, it's okay."

Xu Zhao guessed Yu Nan's family background more or less, but when he stood in front of the gate of his house, he was indeed taken aback.

The gate is a bit old-fashioned, it is two walnut-colored wooden doors, and there is a high threshold at the bottom, which looks really retro.

Xu Zhao thought to himself: He is too poor, no wonder he is reluctant to part with the school uniform.

He pushed open the door lightly, originally wanting to sneak into Yu Nan's house without anyone noticing, and see what he is doing now.

As a result, when the door was pushed, there was a harsh sound of wooden boards rubbing against each other, it was very loud, which killed his idea in the cradle.

When he looked up, Yu Nan in the yard was hanging up his school uniform. The shelf was made of a few long wooden sticks. To be honest, if it wasn't for the school uniform and the bicycle in the corner, Xu Zhao really felt that he had crossed into something. Inside the old house.

Because, all the facilities and equipment inside really don't reflect a little bit of modern style.

The door of the back room is also two wooden doors, similar in color to black walnut, one is open and the other is closed, and there are Spring Festival couplets pasted on the two doors, which are written in cursive script, which is a bit sloppy. What is the word written.

There is also a well in the yard, and an orange tree is planted beside the well, and it bears fruit.

After Xu Zhao glanced around, he found that Yu Nan was staring at him intently. He was not embarrassed, and walked in directly, "Is this your home?"

Yu Nan caught sight of his hand wrapped in short sleeves, the short sleeves were stained with bright red blood, he could probably guess what was going on, and didn't ask him about it, just looked at him and said, " How did you find, come here, come?"

Xu Zhao smiled lazily. He walked to the orange tree and picked an orange, "Come if you want."

He turned the orange around and asked Yu Nan, "Did you plant it?"

Yu Nan ignored him, then hung up her school uniform, "You, come on, what are you doing here?"

Xu Zhao smirked, "You don't care about me."

He shook the orange again, "Is this orange sour?"

Yu Nan lowered her head and took a pair of white pants, wrung out the water and said, "Not sour."

"Don't lie to me."

Xu Zhao peeled the orange, tore a piece and put it in his mouth. It was sour, and the sourness filled his whole mouth. He smiled naturally, "It's really sweet, why don't you taste it with so many knots?"

After drying the clothes, Yu Nan emptied the water in the basin, turned her face blankly and said, "Oranges, eat, it's over, you, yes, go."

Xu Zhao sat by the well, pretended to be innocent and said, "I didn't say I was leaving."

"This is my home." Yu Nan said.

Xu Zhao laughed, "Student, don't be so indifferent, I didn't say I want to live here."

He stood up and consciously prepared to go to the back room. When he reached the steps, Yu Nan stopped him with a basin, "I didn't say, let you go in."

Xu Zhao continued to smile innocently, "I didn't say I wanted to go in, I just looked at the words on the Spring Festival couplets."

Yu Nan didn't move, Xu Zhao pulled his hand away and explained, "Really, I'll just take a look, what kind of character is that, I really haven't seen it before, it's written quite stylishly..."

He looked at it seriously, but after looking at it and talking, he quickly dodged in.

The room inside is much more comfortable than it looks from the outside. Although the place is a little smaller, it is very clean.

On the left is a bed and a table with Yu Nan's schoolbag on it, and on the right is the kitchen, which is very small and nothing but pots and pans.

Yu Nan stood behind him, "Have you seen enough?"

"No." Xu Zhao walked in consciously, lay down on the bed, put his feet on the edge of the bed, and put one hand behind his head, and said lazily, "I'm tired, take a rest."

"Get up." Yu Nan looked down at him, "No, yes, lie down, here."

Xu Zhao ignored him and closed his eyes. He was really tired, and his hands hurt faintly. After holding on for so long, he lay down now, feeling sleepy for no reason.

Seeing that he ignored him, Yu Nan hit his calf with a basin, "Get up."

Xu Zhao "teared", opened his eyes and raised his arms, his voice was a little weak, "You murdered? Didn't you see that I was injured?"

Yu Nan glanced at the blood-stained short sleeves, "I, hit, it was your, um, leg."

Xu Zhao replied lazily, "Although it seems that you just hit my leg, you stimulated the nerves in my legs. Thanks to you, you are still a top student. Do you know that nerves run through the whole human body? So now I His hands were also stimulated."

Stretching his arms, he continued, "Look, there's more blood flowing."

Yu Nan was speechless by Xu Zhao's nonsense.

Xu Zhao squinted his eyes, and said as a matter of course, "Hurry up and find something to bandage me, I'm going to lose blood and die later, you're just murdering my relative... table..."

The blood was indeed bleeding heavily, and the blood-stained area was larger than before. Seeing that Xu Zhaolai was staying here, Yu Nan was worried that the blood would stain his bed sheets, so he compromised and found iodophor and gauze. .

Xu Zhao lay on the bed, looking like an old man, "Take it easy, my nerves hurt."

Yu Nan glanced at him, and slowly took off the short sleeves.

It was a knife wound, and the blood had fainted.

It looks like it hurts.Thinking this way, he glanced at Xu Zhao again.

He smiled easily, seeing Yu Nan looking at him, he said, "Why, do you think I'm handsome?"

"I think, you are sick." Yu Nan said while wiping the blood.

Xu Zhao smiled, "Sao Nian, are you provoking me?"

Yu Nan rubbed iodophor, "You should go to the hospital for this injury."

"Why go to the hospital." Xu Zhao smiled indifferently, he raised his eyes and watched Yu Nan bandage the gauze for him, "You can do it this way."

Yu Nan didn't say anything, Xu Zhao teased him, "It's quite impressive, how did you learn it?"

Yu Nan said, "You, what, so, so many."

Xu Zhao asked him back, "Why do you have so few words?"

Yu Nan raised her head and glanced at him, "You, everything, are boring."

Xu Zhao then asked, "Are you bored?"

Yu Nan simply stopped talking, Xu Zhao couldn't help laughing, and teased him, "Did you have plastic surgery, you can't move your face, you have the same expression all day long."

Yu Nan didn't even bother to talk to him, this kind of nonsense was directly ignored by Yu Nan.

"Hey, can you laugh?" Xu Zhao said.

In fact, he is not a talkative person. In front of Chen Zheng and the others, most of the time, he listens to them and only speaks when it is time for a decision.

But because Yu Nan really doesn't like to talk, maybe it's because he can't talk, so he doesn't like to talk over time.

If Xu Zhao didn't speak, the scene would be too cold, but he didn't like a scene that was too deserted, especially when he was with Yu Nan.

"Will you cry?" Xu Zhao was really a little skeptical, "Why don't you cry for me?"

Yu Nan finally glanced at him, "I won't cry."

Xu Zhao pretended to be surprised, "You have grown so big, have you never cried?"

Yu Nan didn't reply to him, after packing up his things, he picked up his short sleeves and said, "This, I, throw it away?"

Xu Zhao raised his eyebrows, "I'll see you off."

Yu Nan turned her face away speechlessly, "Who wants it."

A while ago Xu Zhao was still sleepy, but now lying on the bed, he was extraordinarily energetic, thinking about what Yu Nan said just now.

He never cried?

He usually lives alone in this dilapidated house, and there is no one else inside but his belongings.

Where are his parents?

Why is he so poor?

He closed his eyes, his mind was full of these things, and he fell asleep in a drowsy state.