new testament

"Xiaowen," the footsteps came from the yard into the door of the main house, and then turned sideways one after another, "It's time to get up and go to school." His voice seemed to be slowly filtering through freshly boiled water, downward The lead block and the rising air bubbles are erroneously reversed in black and white, and the warm metal surface is attached to a large and small vacuum, which is squeezed and expands from the top to the bottom.

Li Xiaowen recovered from the illusory disbelief, and instinctively pulled the quilt away, leaving only one pair of eyes still squinted outside. The second after the blue apron appeared, he touched the quilt and pressed it deeper.

"Xiaowen, I'm sorry, you'll be late." Xio sat down beside the bed with a shovel in one hand. He glanced at the big tree outside the window, leaned over to imprint his lips on his forehead, "Or, what's wrong with you?" It's just that the Xinchang figure still maintains that incomparably overpowering posture, and the pure black hair casts a few shadows on his nose, as if the person on the main seat was like this a long, long time ago. With his head down, the same forehead hair covered the same movement, the two overlapping faces finally met for an instant after countless slips and falls.

"Hugh," Li Xiaowen saw the snow-white sheets hanging outside the courtyard through the screen window, and the clothes in the courtyard were enough to form a magic maze, imprisoning his heart and body, "You, can you button it up properly? "

Xio looked down at his gray shirt, the sleeves were rolled too high so the cuffs could no longer be fastened, the turned-down corners were attached to the quilt, the loose front was not dragged very far, it was tightened at the lower abdomen, he laughed He nodded and said, "Xiao Wen, I thought you liked it." Seeing that the person under him was so ashamed that only the top of his head was exposed, it was rare for him to be kind and let him go. Feeling the texture of the hair on his fingertips, Xiu got up from the bed, " The meal is almost ready, I will wait for you in the kitchen."

Li Xiaowen breathed a sigh of relief in the quilt, obviously the whole quilt had disappeared into one piece, his eyes went out from the small slit, and encountered the passing of that person without any accident, and then counted the floating dust in the gap of the ivy.

There was once a naive young man who always thought that happy days could last a lifetime.

Li Xiaowen groped for the quilt on the head of the bed, got up and put it on himself. He looked at the bed with a complicated expression, and walked away without thinking about anything.When he was brushing his teeth, he looked at himself in the mirror, slowed down unconsciously, and poked his face in the mirror with his hand. The foam of toothpaste left a circle there, and in the circle was his unique pattern. He looked at it suspiciously. That secretly joyful face was blank for a moment.

Then, he just sat in a daze beside his schoolbag in the kitchen.

"Xiaowen," Xio looked at him as he sat across the dining table with his head propped up. The shirt was buttoned two more buttons, but the part above the dining table still shone with a layer of golden light in the early morning. His collarbone was a bit thick. But it is not ostentatious, giving people a feeling of peace of mind, "I didn't use divine power for this breakfast, so I don't know the taste, how is it?"

Li Xiaowen picked up the sliced ​​burritos on the plate, and swept across the empty table in front of him, knowing that he didn't say what he wanted to ask after eating, probably that person would prevaricate him by saying that angels don't need to eat.

"You, when are you leaving?" Li Xiaowen drank all the warm milk, and there was a milky white line on the line of his upper lip. He held the schoolbag on the stool next to him tightly, stretching and shortening the strap.

"Xiaowen, angels have a mission when they come to the world. I will leave after you go out." Xio packed up his used tableware, put them in the sink and turned on the faucet. The sound of rushing water was heard in the kitchen. Intermittently, when it was finally over, he turned his head and saw the gleaming bunch of keys on the table, and then turned to the cups of water indifferently, but there was a trivial light on the corner of his lips that he didn't realize.

The wheels of the bicycle rolled neatly against the uneven but round bricks and stones in the alley, and the tinkling of bells and the melodious music in the white building frightened the sparrows that were pecking at food along the way, and the group of fluttering wings connected in the sky There is a kind of desolation that has no place to rest in the deep or shallow nest.

The whole morning class seemed so imperceptible in a trance, Li Xiaowen didn't crawl into the ventilated garage until the crowd had dispersed.

"Xiaowen, did you understand the note I sent you last time?" This is the senior that all college girls have fantasized about. His brand new shirt is stained with the smell of grass.

Li Xiaowen was startled by the sudden palm that fell on his shoulder, and almost let go of the handle of the bicycle he was pushing. He nodded to the person behind him against the light, and sniffed embarrassedly: "Senior, I'm sorry, yesterday I, I Haven't found it yet."

The senior glanced at him with a weird expression, and then frowned in frustration: "Xiaowen, I really can't do anything about you, doesn't Xiaowen know about the almighty Du Niang?"

At this time, Li Xiaowen always feels sorry for his lovely computer teacher and his buddy who can knock the keyboard so hard that he can't see clearly. After living under the influence of them day and night for so many years, he still doesn't have a modern person's network awareness. , but the more anxious he was, the more speechless he became, and fine sweat oozed from his forehead.

"Xiaowen, it doesn't matter," the senior smiled and spoiled the sharp sunlight, "You can check it in the way you like, I'm not in a hurry."

"Thank you, senior," Li Xiaowen glanced at the watch on his wrist secretly, "It's been a long time since school, isn't the senior in a hurry to go home?" He looked towards the direction of home with some guilt, and then retracted it without a trace.

"Xiaowen, there is no one at home today, but I don't know how to cook by myself, can you take me in kindly?" The senior stretched out a finger and asked flatteringly, "It's only one afternoon, is it okay?"

In fact, Li Xiaowen wanted to help the senior a long time ago, which would make him feel at ease, but at the moment he can only grind the ground in embarrassment: "I'm sorry, there may be someone at home today."

Although he didn't expect this kind of result in advance, the senior accepted it very understandingly: "Well, Xiaowen must be inconvenient now, but I don't mind, anyway, we can still solve it in the restaurant."

"Senior," Li Xiaowen bowed, "I'm really sorry."

"Xiaowen, you don't need to be like this, I was the one who was abrupt," he pulled Li Xiaowen's wrist very familiarly and looked at the time, "It's been so long, Xiaowen, go home quickly, remember to invite me to sit at home next time." sit."

Li Xiaowen looked at the time, and said goodbye despite being extremely guilty: "Senior, see you next time."

"Well," the senior nods his head with his hands in his clothes, "be careful on the road."

Before turning another street, Li Xiaowen looked back at the school gate where he had just stood, the white shirt was still there in the shadow under the tree, as if he had noticed his attention, the senior turned his head, then smiled slightly in surprise, and looked at He waved.

It's a pity that he couldn't hear Li Xiaowen's reply. The sweet lovers in the small buildings in Linli had looked at each other with countless expressions, but the brick walls of the buildings also blocked countless times of waiting. Just a small shop.

After bumping along the way, Li Xiaowen's hand pushed against the cold and hard iron door. For the first time, he regretted why he had painted the color on it in such a way. The cold and strong ink could not be mixed with other colors at all.

He took out the key and touched it several times before finding out from the bag that he hadn't used it for a long time. The magnificent master key was not like the one on the table in the morning. This was the original solution of the lock, but it had been sealed for too long. Long.Li Xiaowen passed the key in through the small door, but for some reason, his hand fell down without a firm grip. Li Xiaowen leaned against the door and slowly slid to the ground, his shoulders twitching and shaking.

It will still be dark after all, and Li Xiaowen, who was repaired late for the first time, left the car locked in the garage and walked back alone, turning the corner of the street, as if being pulled from a radiant holy place into an invisible ghost , his footsteps slowed down, the wild cat blew and ran past him, he walked slowly in such an extremely familiar place, walking towards the crying self in the dark, the noon sun shone on his shoulders, the sound of footsteps It's getting closer and closer, and he will definitely look up at that time.

"Xiaowen?" A surprised voice came from the entrance of the alley, and a pair of straight legs were vaguely seen leaning against the wall. He stood up and waited there. He looked him up and down, "How come back today?" It's early."

The joy in Li Xiaowen's eyes dimmed quickly after the initial burst: "Senior, why are you here?" Feeling that it would be impolite to chase people away, he thought about it, "Is there something you can do with me?"

"It's something," the senior's concerned voice sounded extra clear at night, "Is Xiaowen still not going to invite me into the house?"

Li Xiaowen poked his head and peeped into the alley, the light in the crack of the door split the darkness inside into swamps, but at a certain place, it stopped abruptly, he squeezed his eye sockets hard to make the eyelids no longer so dry: "senior , if there is anything, just say it here."

"Xiaowen, what's wrong with you?" The senior called his name with a long sigh, "Are you tired?"

"Senior, if it's not something important, please contact me another day." Li Xiaowen folded his hands and bowed as usual, "I'm really sorry for making you face such a bad me." Li Xiaowen probably never thought that one day he would ignore The others left first with feelings, and they still faced the senior he respected the most. Sure enough, that person was so bad that he could learn badly. It's good for him to leave, at least he doesn't have to think about what he will do to him.

"Xiaowen," the senior grabbed his wrist, "Wait a minute, please? I, I'm here, I've been waiting for you all afternoon."

The author has something to say: catch up~~~