gentle night

heart.

When you live alone in the world, even if you are strong and not easily hurt, you will always feel a strangeness, a hostile chill.You need to be on your guard all the time, always on your toes.Even when everything looks peaceful, it's hard to relax your nerves.Cheng Xian understood this too much, so when he felt Yue Junsheng's innocent love for him, when he saw that Yue Junsheng was so attached to him that he needed him, when he saw Yue Junsheng always treated him in various ways. When he was well, he would feel a certain surge of emotion, and with it a little dizziness.It's like the spring sun shining on the ice on the river, and slowly the warm currents at the bottom of the river are scrambling and colliding, and they are called, going up, and up, to break through the ice and come out.To Cheng Xian, Yue Junsheng was the sunshine of that spring day, under the sunshine, the ice in his heart melted little by little.He will soon be inseparable from Yue Junsheng and the warm spring sun; soon he will completely expose his heart to the outside, without a trace of defense.

"Cheng Cheng, does my hair really look good?" This is the third time Xiao Caobao asked Cheng Xian this way as he stroked his newly shaved flat top with his hands.

Cheng Xian put the washed bowls back on the shelf one by one, and he glanced at Yue Junsheng, "Well, I think it's pretty good."

After the beginning of autumn, the "autumn tiger" came fiercely, and Yue Jun touched his long hair several times and shouted for heat.Without further ado, Cheng Xian took the little stupid dog to the barber shop in the alley to have his hair shaved after dinner that day, and he also shaved his own hair by the way.The old shaving master swiped his knife like the wind, shaved a head in 10 minutes, all with a small flat top, in the words of the master himself: "very refreshing!"

Cheng Xian looked in the mirror, - he himself was fine, he came here with the hairstyle of a soldier all the time.The main reason was that Yue Junsheng seemed to be missing something, his head was bald.But after watching it for a long time, I feel that after all, it is a little more energetic, and it looks like a vigorous and neat big boy.Before that, Yue Junsheng had that kind of cabbage head, the hair on the top of the head was thick, and the surrounding area was shaved thinly, dipped in hairspray and brushed, it was endlessly oily and powdery.Cheng Xian had noticed that hairstyle was not pleasing to the eye for a long time, no, he took a chance and asked the old master to flatten Yue Junsheng, and ignored the little stupid dog who was stroking his head with his hand while looking aggrieved.

After paying the money, Cheng Xian dragged Yue Junsheng away.

Cheng Xian walked in a hurry, but Yue Junsheng dragged his feet.Without saying anything, Cheng Xian dragged Yue Junsheng to the corner shop, bought him a popsicle and a pack of toffee, then slowed down and led Yue Junsheng home.

The hot and humid evening wind blows gently, and there is a strong fragrance of grass and trees in the wind.Cicadas were singing on the trees on the street, and the shadows of people enjoying the cool swayed on the side of the road.While walking, Cheng Xian suddenly asked: "Do you still feel hot on your head now?"

"It's not hot anymore, but it doesn't look good anymore." Xiao Caobao gnawed on the popsicle very depressedly, and after a while, asked again: "What do you think of Cheng Cheng?"

Cheng Xian glanced at him, "This is better than before."

"Cheng Cheng thinks it's good?" The little stupid dog seemed to want to convince himself, he held Cheng Xian's hand tightly, "That's good."

However, after returning home, Yue Junsheng kept looking at the mirror and fiddling with his hair.

Cheng Xian went to the kitchen to clean up, washed the extra dishes and put them back in the cupboard.While he was tidying up, Yue Junsheng came to him and asked, "Is my hair pretty good?"

"It's fine," he said.

After a while, the little idiot ran over again and asked, "Is my hair not ugly?"

Cheng Xian replied, "It's not ugly."

Five minutes later, Yue Junsheng asked almost the same question again.Cheng Xian answered with a suppressed voice, "Your hair is fine."

After three times, Yue Junsheng finally stopped asking, but just lying on the sofa listlessly eating sweets, turning on the TV but not watching it.

Seeing him like this, Cheng Xian felt a wave of gloom in his heart.It seems that "very good" in his eyes, even Yue Junsheng, who is only six or seven years old, doubts it.Of course, he insisted on getting Yue Junsheng to shave off his previous hairstyle, not because that hairstyle was unattractive, but because that hairstyle and the world it represented made Cheng Xian feel a threat.

That world has nothing to do with Cheng Xian and is incompatible.Cheng Xian, who comes from the roughest jungle world, almost has an innate dislike and hatred for that carefully crafted world.He is almost sure that it is difficult for a Yue Junsheng who is keen on such a hairstyle, and a Yue Junsheng who is reluctant to part with that world, to truly understand him and stay with him for a long time.A sense of panic drove him to flatten Yue Junsheng's hair, and he was secretly robbing Yue Junsheng from that world.He held Yue Junsheng firmly in his hands, in this small old town of H City, in the ordinary alleys far away from the bustling, thinking that by doing so, he would be able to get his wish and live the life he wanted.There is one question that he never dared to think about, that is, is this kind of life what Yue Junsheng also wants?If not, what should he do?

Heh - he took Yue Junsheng out of City Y, and the people and things in City Y, what else can he talk about now?It was Yue Jianyi who said he would hand over his son to him at the beginning. If so, what else should I do?A beast like him that was torn out from the jungle, why bother to think about this and that like a mother-in-law, asking over and over again like a trembling woman what to do?

An unknown fire gradually surged in Cheng Xian's chest, and his face sank as if he had met an opponent.He went straight to the sofa and stared fixedly at Yue Junsheng who was eating candy and watching TV.It was another variety show of monkey races, where the noisy men and women tried their best to act.Cheng Xian frowned and lowered his head to kiss Yue Junsheng.He wanted to use a kiss to drive away worries as usual, and use a kiss to eliminate the possible distance between the two.He also needs this kiss to strengthen his belief, and he also needs this kiss to help him see the present and the future clearly...

Just when Cheng Xian was about to kiss him, Yue Junsheng suddenly smiled.He was amused by the variety show on TV, the corners of his mouth curled up in a smile, and his eyes sparkled.Then, he looked up and saw Cheng Xian.

"Cheng Cheng, let's watch TV together—"

Cheng Xian looked at his carefree smiling face for a long time.He said in a low voice: "Look for yourself first." Like a beast fleeing back to the jungle, he walked to the bedroom, walked to the balcony, and faced the night scene outside.

26,

Ordinary night scene, bright and dark lights.The dark shadow of the building stands nearby, accompanied by the bleak singing of cicadas in late summer.Cheng Xian watched all this silently, thinking that his attempt to imprison Yue Junsheng with this ordinary and monotonous day would fail sooner or later.Even if Yue Junsheng is just a stupid little dog with the cognition of six or seven years old, this kind of ordinary and monotonous life will be disgusted sooner or later.Maybe the little idiot likes him, and no one can answer how solid this liking is—of course, first of all, he probably lacks the qualifications to ask for an answer.

Facing the night, Cheng Xian suddenly remembered something he heard from his uncle many years ago: a man who was no longer young took a wife who was much younger than him, and the age difference between the two was almost one round.A man loves his wife very much, helps her, teaches her, protects her, and allows her to live a life that is not rich but at least has no worries about food and clothing.But soon, the little wife got tired of her husband's restraint, tired of this kind of endless and peaceful day after day.Her young heart yearns for excitement, and her naive head is still full of fantasy. She sees those glamorous men and women on TV, books, newspapers and magazines, and she envies and sighs all night long.Later, the little wife ran away, left her old and boring husband, fled to the most prosperous place in her mind, and had fun.Her husband chased after her, hoping that she would come home, but his little wife told him to divorce because she fell in love with someone else, fell in love with a different life...

"Cheng Cheng, what's wrong with you?" Just as Cheng Xian was getting more and more depressed, there was a voice behind him.Yue Jun came running barefoot and climbed on the door frame to look at him.

Cheng Xian exhaled, "It's nothing, you don't want to watch TV?" Beast would rather stay alone when he was in a bad mood.

The little idiot looked at him probingly, "Cheng Cheng, you are not happy."

Silence fermented little by little between the two.Cheng Xian looked at Yue Junsheng, "Junjun, if you want to, keep your hair as before, and then I will find a better barber shop to trim it for you."

Yue Jun was taken aback, "Cheng Cheng, don't you think my hair is pretty?"

The lights on the balcony were not turned on, and Cheng Xian only saw Yue Junsheng's dim and gray figure, the only pair of eyes in his whole body were the brightest, staring straight at his heart.

Cheng Xian looked at those eyes and avoided them. He started to move his feet, "Well, I think it's good, but what do you think? If you don't like it, you can grow your hair as you like. Come on, it's nothing... Well, you go watch TV, watch TV..."

As he spoke, he walked past the little straw bag, walked into the bedroom, and turned on the light.He rummaged through the cabinet randomly, and randomly grabbed a clean undershirt in his hand.He heard Yue Jun's footsteps and went to the living room, and a long daze rose in his heart like a cloud.When the sound of footsteps came back, the daze in his heart became turbulent again.He realized that Yue Junsheng had just turned off the TV, "...why don't you watch TV?"

He just asked casually, but didn't want a warm body to hug him, "Cheng Cheng, why are you unhappy?"

Yue Junsheng hugged Cheng Xian from behind, resting his chin on his shoulder.His wristband moved to the front to hold Cheng Xian's