I see you have been upset for a long time

Because of making up lessons, Tang Cheng came to help clean up the room the next day.

Except for the bedroom that Xigaki was using, the other bedroom was locked all year round. When Xigaki took out the key to open it, it still smelled of dust.

Tang Cheng looked at the furniture covered by the white cloth, and there were scattered and messy things, and felt a little emotional, "How did you do it?"

Xigaki didn't say anything, and brought over the apron sleeves and all kinds of necessary cleaning tools.

The things inside are messy, and there are many things that are a little bit damaged. They seem to have been there for some years, and they are randomly piled up in this room.

Tang Cheng secretly looked at Xi Yuan's expression.

The room was locked all the time, and although Xigaki didn't speak, he was clearly in a bad mood.

This room is obviously not a happy place for Nishigaki.

Tang Cheng hesitated for a moment, "Otherwise I'd better sleep on the sofa..."

"No need." Xi Yuan raised his eyes, his tone was flat, his chest heaved slightly, "It's time to clean up."

Hearing this, Tang Cheng didn't say anything more, and took the initiative to roll up his sleeves and pack it up.

A Wang who was idle was running around in the room, Tang Cheng looked at the little dog who had been making trouble, sneered, took it and threw him out.

Awang was not convinced and wanted to come in, so Xigaki simply turned on the TV and clicked on cartoons.

Awang hesitated for a moment, and squatted in front of the TV wagging his tail, not intending to cause trouble.

Tang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that things would go smoothly.

however--

Xi Yuan was obviously not good at housework, and was a little flustered, but messed up the place Tang Cheng had tidied up.

Tang Cheng took a deep breath and pressed Xi Yuan's shoulders after the ground that Tang Cheng swept was trampled dirty for an unknown number of times, "I'm hungry, can you cook a bowl of noodles for me?"

Xi Yuan was taken aback, then raised his head, looking a little confused, "Cooking noodles?"

"Last time Tong Yao said that you can cook noodles." Tang Cheng said.

Nishigaki hesitated for a moment, "Okay."

Seeing Xi Yuan leave the room, Tang Cheng's shoulders loosened. He could feel that Xi Yuan had been in a tense mood since he entered this room.

Although he didn't know what Xigaki was nervous about.

Tang Cheng squatted down and saw the books piled up in the corner. They looked like they were all storybooks. Tang Cheng casually flipped through two of them. Some pages were missing, but judging from the edges of the pages, these books were obviously read many times. read through.

Tang Cheng suddenly realized something.

This should be the book that Nishigaki read when he was a child.

Thinking of this, Tang Cheng didn't panic anymore, and opened the oldest story book, he had also read this story.

It is the story of the warrior defeating the dragon and rescuing the princess.

Tang Cheng turned two pages and was about to put them down when he suddenly found that several pages had been drawn.

The painting was so messy that he couldn't tell what it was, it was more like a random painting.

Tang Cheng paused with his fingertips, and out of intuition, he turned back again.

Later, in addition to paintings, there are also words gradually.

'...Today is my seventh birthday, my father drank alcohol, he didn't hit me today, he was very happy, and rewarded me with a lollipop. '

'...Dad brought another aunt home and he locked me in the room, and I was terrified. '

'...I had a dream, my mother came back, and my mother said she loved me. '

'...The teachers and classmates don't like me, and the classmates in the class call me a dirty boy. '

Tang Cheng's eyes swept over these immature characters, and some places seemed to be smudged by something, and the brush and ink were a little blurred.

Tang Cheng pursed his lips, took a deep breath, and gradually turned to the end.

At the end of the story, the warrior rescued the princess and lived happily together.

But in the ending, there is a paragraph written on the picture of the warrior killing the dragon.

'Everyone wants to kill the dragon, but no one cares why the dragon wants to take the princess away. ''The dragon may just want the princess to accompany him because he is lonely. '

Tang Cheng's fingertips lingered on this passage for a long time, perhaps because of his young age, some words were replaced with pinyin, but Tang Cheng did not look away until his eyes felt a little sour.

What kind of mood was Xigaki at that time, and what kind of environment was he in?

Tang Cheng closed the storybook, took a deep breath, stood up, and walked towards the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Xigaki was cooking noodles, with a tall and straight figure, looking very focused, as if he was thinking about something, after a while, he went to the refrigerator and took out an egg.

The mist filled the air, and the air smelled fragrant. In such a hazy vision, Xi Yuan's eyebrows and eyes looked very gentle, so delicate that he looked like a person in a storybook.

Tang Cheng's heart skipped a beat, and he walked forward, and put his head on Xi Yuan's shoulder from behind him, and said in a muffled voice, "I'm hungry."

Xi Yuan was taken aback, and felt Tang Cheng's hair sweeping past his ear, causing a little itchiness, and he tilted his head uncomfortably. He didn't know if it was because of the steam, or because he was shy. Hong, "It's almost ready."

Tang Cheng didn't move, just leaned on Xi Yuan's shoulder like this, and the two of them watched the noodles tumbling in the pot together.

When the noodles came out of the pot, the two of them sat at the table and ate the noodles together. Xi Yuan ate very slowly, and looked up at Tang Cheng from time to time. Seeing that there was no other expression on Tang Cheng's face, he breathed a sigh of relief. .

Tang Cheng noticed Xi Yuan's eyes, raised his head and smiled, "It's delicious."

Nishigaki was taken aback for a moment, his brows and eyes softened, and his back relaxed, looking very soft.

After the two of them ate the noodles, Tang Cheng went to wash the dishes, and the two of them walked into the room again and started cleaning.

Although the things inside are messy, there is not much to clean up.

Xigaki put the last box of things in the corner, looking at the much empty room, feeling a little dazed.

Most of the things here are leftovers after the fire. Since moving here, these things have been locked in this room. He has never opened it, and he dare not open it.

It's like wanting to put all these pasts in dust.

But until today, after opening it again, although it is still a little breathless, it is not as unacceptable as imagined.

Time is indeed a magic elixir.

Xi Yuan thought so, and was about to turn around, but he didn't notice that the ground behind him had just been dragged, his feet slipped, and he fell backwards.

Nishigaki instinctively wanted to grab something, only to feel that he hit a soft wall.

With a "bang", Tang Cheng hugged Xi Yuan, bumped his back against the door, and groaned.

Tang Cheng shook his head and laughed, "What are you thinking, be careful."

Xi Yuan's heart beat a little faster, and he stood up straight while supporting Tang Cheng's hand, "Thank you."

Tang Cheng didn't let go, instead he just hugged Xi Yuan from behind, with a smile in his tone, "It's so stupid."

Xi Yuan frowned, and was about to speak, but found that Tang Cheng's hand suddenly scratched the itchy flesh on his waist, and his whole body froze instantly.

Tang Cheng raised his eyebrows, aware of something, "Are you ticklish?"

Xigaki's ears turned red, "...No."

"It's not a good boy to lie." Tang Cheng raised the corners of his lips, and began to attack Xi Yuan's itchy flesh.

Xi Yuan grasped Tang Cheng's wrist, suppressing the trembling of his voice, "Don't make trouble."

"Ok?"

Tang Cheng smiled, his brows and eyes curled up, he hugged Xi Yuan with one hand, and started to tickle with the other hand.

Xi Yuan bowed his waist and wanted to escape, but Tang Cheng suddenly turned around and pressed him against the door, making him unable to run away at all.

Xi Yuan panicked, but before he could react, Tang Cheng squinted his eyes and continued to tickle.

Xi Yuan pursed his lips, his neck turned red, his whole body began to tremble uncontrollably, a laugh escaped from his throat, and he hurriedly tried to avoid Tang Cheng's hand.

Tangcheng

Hearing Xiyuan's laughter, his eyes lit up slightly, and he didn't stop, but intensified, until Xiyuan laughed completely and was out of breath, then stopped.

Xigaki laughed so hard that his whole body was exhausted. The eyes that were always drooping and looked a bit indifferent in the past have been completely bent at this moment, taking the shape of a small crescent moon, and his fair face turned red.

This is the appearance of Xigaki laughing heartily, which has never been seen before.

Tang Cheng put his arms around Xiyuan, in a happy mood, and deliberately threatened: "Are you still coming?"

Said, Tang Cheng made a gesture to tickle again, Xi Yuan panicked, held Tang Cheng's hand weakly, his fingertips were still trembling, "I won't come..."

Xi Yuan was panting slightly, the corners of his eyes were reddish, and he leaned against Tang Cheng's arms, his voice hoarse.

Tang Cheng's hands froze, and a burst of anger ignited from his heart, burning to his limbs.

Almost instantly, Tang Cheng's expression changed, he let go of Xi Yuan, and said with a suppressed voice, "I'm going to drink water."

Xi Yuan held the door and heaved a sigh of relief, seeing Tang Cheng's slightly flustered back, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

Tang Cheng drank several glasses of ice water in succession before suppressing the dryness in his throat, leaning against the edge of the stage, exhaled a foul breath, and looked out the window.

Injure the enemy one thousand and self-injure eight hundred.

As the so-called self-inflicted sin can not live.

After the room was tidied up, Tang Cheng asked Uncle Li to help move a bed over, even with a three-piece suit ready.

Xigaki looked at the room that had changed greatly, feeling a little emotional.

Tang's father is still busy with business and has no time to take care of it. He only knows that Tang Cheng will live with his classmates, so he doesn't have much opinion.

Anyway, Tang Cheng had many ideas since he was a child.

Uncle Li was very relieved, looking at Xiyuan, "From then on, I will leave Xiaocheng to you. Xiaocheng's father has done some calculations, and will pay you a living allowance every month according to the price of shared renting in the market. Xiaocheng has a more irritable personality. Little classmates have to take care of you."

Xi Yuan paused, and wanted to say that there was no need to transfer money, but Tang Cheng already nodded, "Got it."

Xi Yuan glanced at Tang Cheng, and Uncle Li worriedly left Tang Cheng's father's phone number with Xi Yuan, saying that if there was anything, he could call.

To put it bluntly, complaints are always welcome.

As soon as Uncle Li left, Tang Cheng collapsed on the sofa and hugged Xi Yuan's pillow.

Xi Yuan walked over, sat cross-legged opposite Tang Cheng, shook his phone, with a smile on his face.

"I have something for you."

Tang Cheng raised his eyebrows, stretched out his hand and flicked Xi Yuan's head, looked at the other party's dazed expression, and curled his lips.

"You are my handle."