sunset mountains

The last time the two of them went up the mountain, they came back within a few minutes. This time they took a long time to climb up, and they stayed for a shorter time.

Xiao Yanwei's camera was held by Wei Chi, and he was a little lost in thought, walking slowly behind Wei Chi.

When he reached the foot of the mountain, he remembered something again and asked Wei Chi, "Wei Chi..."

Wei Chi was not much more comfortable than him, turned his head like a wooden man, and said in a stiff tone, "What's wrong?"

Xiao Yan didn't want to say what you meant by what you said just now, did you think I was pitiful and impulsive or did you really have any thoughts about me.

He also wanted to say, if you don't say that, I'd be ashamed to go to your place to take a bath tonight. If you say that, I won't even be able to open my mouth.

Xiao Yanwei was just writing the manuscript, Wei Chi walked up to him, "What do you want to ask?"

"Ah," Xiao Yanwei licked his lips, "It's all right."

Wei Chi just didn't know what to say, so he went down the slope, "Let's go down the mountain."

The two walked quickly down the mountain, just in time for dinner, and no one greeted them on the way, so the atmosphere along the way was very strange.

Originally, Wei Chi wanted Xiao Yanwei to come to his place for lunch, but the two of them lost all interest in eating. Yao Dabao was playing in the yard, and anyone in the village could hear him with a loud voice, "Brother Xiao! Wei Chi! Brother Chi!"

Xiao Yanwei went over and rubbed his head, "Have you finished your meal?"

Yao Dabao nodded, "I just finished eating, and it's still hot in the pot."

Xiao Yanwei didn't have much appetite, shook his head and said he didn't want to eat, then turned around and asked Wei Chi awkwardly, "Do you want to eat?"

Wei Chi also shook his head, "Not hungry."

His eyes were slightly lowered, the corners of his mouth were pressed flat, he didn't look at Xiao Yanwei when he said this, he didn't know what he was thinking.

Xiao Yanwei couldn't hold back and looked at him a few more times, but in the end he couldn't say anything, so he pinched Yao Dabao's face.

He was speaking to Wei Chi, but he didn't look at him, "...well, I'll go back first."

Wei Chi opened and closed his lips several times, looking at the shape of his mouth, he wanted to say "send you", but what Xiao Yan didn't hear in the end was, "have a good rest."

Xiao Yanwei sighed inwardly, feeling embarrassed for Wei Chi, he knew it would be so awkward, why did he say it just now.

The two had their own thoughts, and neither of them said anything more, Xiao Yanwei promised Yao Dabao to come over for dinner at night, stood there for another half a minute, and walked back slowly.

When he got home, he was not in a hurry to go into the back room. He took half a scoop of water from the water tank and poured it into the basin, rolled up his sleeves and washed his face.

The water tank was placed under the wall directly opposite the door, where there was no sunlight, the water in the tank was very cold, and the first time it touched the skin, it was a little stinging.

Xiao Yan didn't dry his face immediately after washing his face. He looked at his lint-free towel for a while, and then couldn't help but think of Wei Chi's words on the mountain.

"Xiao Yanwei, are you dating me?"

This sentence contains a lot of information, Xiao Yanwei thought about it for a few minutes, but did not analyze the most suitable answer, the first thing that jumped into his mind was some fragments of getting along with Wei Chi.

Those fragmentary, ordinary, tense, and awkward moments flashed through his mind like a movie, and finally settled on the subtle movements that Wei Chi thought he had hidden the night before.

Wei Chi's Adam's apple is very beautiful, and the movement of sliding up and down is particularly conspicuous in his narrow, dimly lit single dormitory.

I don't know why, that pure and ordinary organ is always secretly connected with sex under certain circumstances, Xiao Yanwei is not without feeling in his heart.

At least in the past, he had never been coveted by the same sex.

Wei Chi's movements were subtle and his emotions were very sensitive. After realizing that the uncontrolled physical reaction was impolite, he immediately averted his gaze.

But Xiao Yanwei still ruthlessly pointed out his predicament.

He originally wanted to ask, "Wei Chi, what are you trying to do?" But he didn't say that. After all, Wei Chi is a good person, so he just gestured with his eyes.

But Wei Chi's reaction at that time was also beyond his expectation.

Wei Chi acted too flustered.

He originally thought that Wei Chi, who was as frank as he was, would say something generously.

But thinking about it carefully, he actually didn't know what Wei Chi would say, or he was expecting what Wei Chi would say.

I don't know if it was the cold wind blowing on the mountain again, Xiao Yan could not remember all the series of important events last night, but only vaguely remembered that he seemed to cry last night, and Wei Chi was always by his side.

Because of the indescribable Daoming atmosphere, the two of them didn't get together this time, and Xiao Yanwei didn't see him again until Wei Chi was about to leave.

Xiao Yanwei had nothing to do at home, he dug out a book he had brought from the box, and was reading it casually when the courtyard door rang.

Without even looking outside, he knew Wei Chi was coming.

He had lived in the village for a while, and he didn't like to go out usually. The only people he knew were Lao Yao, his grandson and Wei Chi, and Er Ma, who gave him a ride last time, was the one he could talk to.

But Erma wouldn't come to his house to look for him, and when he went out, the villagers still politely called him teacher.

Everyone seemed afraid to make do with him, Xiao Yanwei had never spared an afternoon to think about this problem.

He remembered that he was very popular before, and a lot of people liked him wherever he went, but he didn't know when it started, and he became unpopular.

Now the only people in the village who can come to his courtyard are Yao Dabao and Wei Chi.

If Yao Dabao wants to come over, it must not be the news.

Xiao Yanwei didn't know what to think, closed the book, closed his eyes and lay down on the bed.

Within half a minute, Wei Chi came in.

"Asleep?" Wei Chi asked softly.

Just listening to the voice, most people might think that Wei Chi is a very serious person, his voice is not brisk, even when he laughs, it sounds very deep.

Xiao Yan did not respond, but still closed his eyes and did not answer.

There was no movement from Wei Chi's side either, just when Xiao Yan didn't think he was going to leave, his neck suddenly felt cold.

He opened his eyes suddenly, propped himself up on the pillow, and looked at Wei Chi with a slight frown.

The corner of Wei Chi's mouth twitched slightly, "Stop pretending?"

Because of the sudden drop in temperature yesterday, Wei Chi wore a rather thick cycling uniform, red and white, which made this man look very heroic.

Xiao Yan had never seen him wearing bright clothes, and at first sight he only thought it looked good.

Seeing that he was not moving, Wei Chi stretched out his hand and waved it in front of his eyes, Xiao Yanwei noticed what Wei Chi was holding in his hand.

Wei Chi held a bright silver key in his hand.

"I'll be leaving in a while," Wei Chi stood by the bed and looked at him, "You... take a key."

Xiao Yan didn't stare at the key for a while, and Wei Chi couldn't speak well, "I... I won't take it."

Wei Chi licked his lips, took his hand and put the key in his palm, "It's cold these days, you don't burn the kang, I have a little sun."

"Little Sun?" Xiao Yan didn't react.

"Heater," Wei Chi stretched out his hand and gestured, "It's so big, it's like a fan, blowing hot air..."

"I've seen it before," Xiao Yan didn't interrupt him, "My junior high school head teacher baked that in the office before, and burned the sleeves of the sweater."

Wei Chi: "..."

The two looked at each other, couldn't help it, and laughed endlessly.

"Well," Wei Chi smiled, "Then you stay away from roasting, and don't roast your clothes."

Xiao Yanwei also smiled, "Then I don't care, I'm wearing your clothes anyway."

As soon as Xiao Yanwei finished speaking, he felt that he laughed so hard just now that he might have lost his mind from laughing. The two just communicated normally when he said this.

Wei Chi didn't evade this time, and followed his words, "If it's cold, just wear my clothes, they're all hanging in the closet."

Xiao Yanwei clenched his fists, the key marks were a bit sharp, he lowered his head and didn't look at Wei Chi again, "Didn't you say it all, I won't live for that long."

Wei Chi didn't answer right away, he said after a while, "Then don't freeze."

Xiao Yanwei hummed, pressed the key under the pillow, put on his shoes and took Wei Chi out, "When will you be back next week?"

"If there are no special circumstances, it should be Friday," Wei Chi walked beside him, "but it's not certain, Teacher Wang from the third class of junior high school has never said when he will come back.

"Oh," Xiao Yanwei asked again, "When is the next big gathering?"

"Thursday," Wei Chi explained to him, "one episode every five days."

Xiao Yanwei nodded, and wanted to say that I would go to you when I go to the market, but after thinking about it, I still didn't say anything.

Wei Chi's motorcycle was parked at the gate of the courtyard, Xiao Yanwei walked to the side of the car, raised his hand and patted the fuel tank, asking for words, "How often do you refuel?"

"It's hard to say," Wei Chi said, putting on his riding gloves very slowly, "If you have a lot of home visits, work harder."

"Oh." Xiao Yan didn't take back his hand, and didn't speak again.

Wei Chi was also very quiet. After a while, he raised his leg and stepped onto the car. He turned the key, and the motorcycle made an unsound roar.

But it didn't start right away.

Xiao Yan didn't raise his hand and waved at him, "Let's go, it's going to snow for a while and I won't be able to walk."

Yesterday Xiao Yan knew that Wei Chi would leave early this time before he had dinner at Lao Yao's, because the weather forecast showed that there would be moderate to heavy snow in the afternoon.

Wei Chi pursed his lips, tugged on his gloves, and cleared his throat, "I... I'm leaving."

Xiao Yanwei also cleared his throat and took a step back, "...Oh."

Originally speaking at this point, Wei Chi should have left, but after the conversation ended, neither of them had any intention of moving.

Xiao Yan didn't look at Wei Chi, "Have you brought your mobile phone?"

"Bring it!" Wei Chi realized that he was a little anxious as soon as he said the words, he slowed down and said again, "Bringing it."

Xiao Yanwei raised his hand and touched the tip of his nose, "Then I..."

He originally wanted to say that I have time to contact you, but for some reason he felt ashamed and couldn't open his mouth no matter what.

Seeing that the clouds were getting dark in the distance, Wei Chi didn't wait for him any longer, and decided on his own, "I'll call you when I get there."

"Well," Xiao Yan breathed a sigh of relief, but said uncomfortablely, "See you next week."

Wei Chi looked at him without blinking for a while, then retracted his gaze and replied in a low voice, "See you next week."