bad kid

The best thing about spending the winter vacation is that Ruan Zhimu doesn't have to see Zhan Zihang anymore.

Ruan Zhimu returned to his hometown in the south, so he didn't have to go around to pick up activities, and he didn't have much homework during the winter vacation, so he had a rare leisure time.

Every day at home is to eat snacks, watch dramas and play games, watch my brother do homework, and play cards and mahjong with relatives and children who come to visit.

Every day before going to bed, Zhan Zihang would send him a message asking for his health, which was unshakeable, so as to communicate his feelings.

Ruan Zhimu had the urge to delete his WeChat several times. It would be more troublesome to delete it. Zhan Zihang would definitely go crazy in the class group again, forcing him to add it back.

Ruan Zhimu's younger brother is Ruan Ai, who is in fifth grade this year.

Parents said that Ruan Ai did well in the exam last semester, but now the competition in elementary school is very fierce. Many children have started to enroll in various classes in kindergarten. Parents hope that Ruan Zhimu will make up for him.

Ruan Zhimu: "I don't major in education. I don't know what their textbooks teach, how is the teaching progress, and how can I make up for it."

Ruan Ai was writing math problems next to him, but his ears were always up, eavesdropping on the conversation here.

Ruan's father rubbed his hands: "Then you supervise his homework. If he can't do it, you can check it on your mobile phone and tell him."

Ruan's mother also said: "You two brothers don't usually see each other. You are free during the winter vacation. You are an older brother. You should be a good example for him. It happens that you have cultivated more relationships recently."

Ruan Zhimu: "...Ruan Ai is grown up now, how can a boy like to be watched and do his homework."

Ruan Ai immediately said: "I am willing!"

Ruan Zhimu: "..."

Ruan Ai was very obedient when she was doing her homework, with her back straight and her pen writing neatly stroke by stroke.

It's much more obedient than strict anyway.

Ruan Zhimu looked at it, there was nothing to supervise, so he wanted to sneak back to the room to sleep.

As soon as his foot moved, Ruan Ai immediately noticed it.

Ruan Ai asked him tearfully: "Brother, are you leaving?"

Ruan Zhimu: "...No, my feet are numb, please move around."

Ruan Ai asked him cautiously: "Brother, do you not like me?"

Ruan Zhimu: "Why do you say that?"

Ruan Ai: "You have been home for several days, and you have never taken me out to play. I said that I used my pocket money to buy you roasted sweet potatoes and date cakes, but you don't want them either. I wanted to say that I wanted to sleep with you last night. You apparently agreed, but when I fell asleep, you sent me back."

Ruan Zhimu: "..."

He always thought that Ruan Ai was young and looked silly, ignorant of world affairs, but he didn't expect his mind to be so sharp.

Ruan Zhimu: "I didn't take you out to play, because I was afraid that you would not do your homework well. I am earning money by myself now, how can I use your pocket money well. As for sleeping... how old are you, how can you pester your brother to sleep?" bed."

Ruan Ai: "Then you don't hate me, do you?"

Ruan Zhimu: "Of course I don't hate it."

Ruan Ai immediately hit the snake with the stick: "That afternoon, let's go to the movies together, a sci-fi blockbuster! I've bought all the tickets, popcorn and juice. After the movie, we'll go to Luozixiang for barbecue."

Ruan Zhimu: "..."

It looks like it has been prepared for a long time.

Seen by Ruan Ai's expectant eyes, Ruan Zhimu couldn't say no.

"Okay, then hurry up and do your homework, and we'll go after finishing today's task."

Ruan Ai cheered and immediately went to do her homework.

Unknowingly, snowflakes floated outside the window.

Ruan Zhimu propped his chin to watch Ruan Ai's homework. He watched, his eyelids were fighting, and he fell asleep on the table after a while.

Ruan Ai stopped writing and turned to look at his brother.

Ruan Zhimu turned his head sideways, resting his head on his arms, his fingertips became a little pale due to external pressure.

It must be uncomfortable to sleep like this...

Ruan Ai wanted to wake up his brother and let him go to bed, but he was reluctant to let his brother go away.

My brother finally agreed to come and accompany him to do his homework. If he wakes up, he doesn't know when the next time will be.

Ruan Ai pondered for a moment, but in the end, selfishness overcame reason.

Ruan Zhimu closed his eyes, his eyelashes fluttered under his eye sockets, leaving a faint shadow.

Ruan Ai stretched out his fingers, boldly touched his brother's eyelashes.

Soft and curled, it seems to be much longer than his eyelashes.

Discovered another secret of my brother!

Ruan Ai was a little excited.

My brother is not very good at talking to him, and he doesn't like to be followed by him.

But he has always felt that his brother is good-looking and has good grades, and he can earn a lot of money while still in college, which is a hundred times better than his brothers and sisters in his class.

He likes his brother.

It would be great if my brother could accompany him to do his homework all the time.

If only my brother liked him too.

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On New Year's Eve, a family of four finished dinner and watched the Spring Festival Gala in the living room.

Ruan's father and Ruan's mother went to bed early, and went to bed after watching a few sketches.

Ruan Ai insisted on seeing twelve o'clock, and said to Ruan Zhimu seriously: "Brother, happy new year."

Ruan Zhimu put down his phone: "You too."

Ruan Ai: "Can I sleep with my brother today?"

Ruan Zhimu hesitated for a moment, thinking of a more tactful reason, when the phone rang.

Yan Yue's phone call.

It's just in time.

Ruan Zhimu: "I made an appointment with my classmates to play games at night. I guess I won't go to bed until very late. Go to sleep by yourself. You have to go to New Year's greetings tomorrow morning. Don't be too late to wake up."

Ruan Ai was a little disappointed, but went to bed obediently.

Ruan Zhimu breathed a sigh of relief and returned to the room.

It was the first time that Yan Yue called him through a video call.

In Ruan Zhimu's impression, Yan Yue didn't like to make phone calls, and never posted updates on Moments. Even if something happened, he would send a few short lines of text at most.

Ruan Zhimu connected.

The phone screen was pitch black.

He thought the phone was broken, and was a little flustered. It hasn't been a few years since I bought this phone. If the phone broke, it would be his grandma's fault.

Ruan Zhimu grabbed the phone and knocked hard on the table a few times.

This belongs to the mysterious oriental power-if something is broken, whether it is a remote control, a TV, an electric fan or a mobile phone, just knock it twice, and it will basically be half healed.

Yan Yue's voice faintly came from the phone: "Idiot, what are you doing?"

The disgust in his voice was almost overflowing.

Ruan Zhimu: "..."

Ruan Zhimu: "Why is it so dark over there, I thought the phone was broken."

"I'm in the garden, no light, of course it's dark."

There was a rustling sound, as if Yan Yue had come out of the grass.

After a while, the screen lit up, and Yan Yue's face appeared on the screen.

He stood under a retro street lamp in the style of the Republic of China, with a dim light above his head.A large off-white bread jacket with a white turtleneck sweater inside, his chin is hidden in the sweater collar, and he is looking down at the phone screen with dark pupils.

Ruan Zhimu's eyes were opened again.

There are gardens and street lights at home. How big is this house.

Ruan Zhimu: "Do you have to drive to the toilet at home?"

Yan Yue: "?"

Ruan Zhimu: "Oh, I heard it said in a cross talk. Rich people's homes are as big as a palace. Every morning, they wake up from a bed of [-] square meters, drive to the toilet, and take the subway to have breakfast. They are hundreds of miles away. own back garden."

Yan Yue: "..."

Ruan Zhimu saw that his expression relaxed a little, and said, "Why are you staying outside alone, isn't it cold?"

Yan Yue: "It's noisy in the room, annoying."

Ruan Zhimu vaguely heard laughter and laughter from the mobile phone, as well as children's play, which came from behind Yan Yue.

Behind him is a closed window through which warm light spills.

Yan Yue stood under the window, against the light, the light shone on his back, and his face was shrouded in shadow.

Ruan Zhimu understood.

Probably Yan Zuncheng was enjoying family happiness with Fan Tianxue and his youngest son in the house, and Yan Yue ran out by himself.

Although he is an outsider, he also understands Yan Yue's feelings at the moment.

The whole family enjoyed the New Year happily, and only I was the one who was rejected and hated, and the only mother I missed was not around.

No matter how indifferent and indifferent you usually are, you won't feel nothing at this time.

Ruan Zhimu thought for a while: "Let me set off a firework for you."

Yan Yue looked at him suspiciously.

Fireworks and firecrackers are now banned in cities and small towns, where are the fireworks.

Ruan Zhimu solemnly brought the tablet, clicked on a video of fireworks going off, turned the volume to the maximum, and pointed the screen directly at him.

He boldly said: "What else do you want to see, firecrackers, marlezi, Ertijiao, Pao Dadenger, whatever, just tell me."

"It's ok if you want to watch imported fireworks. I'll look for "Chibi Maruko-chan" and "Crayon Shin-chan."

The corner of Yan Yue's mouth twitched: "Thank you so much."

Yan Yue's home is in a developed economic metropolis. During the Chinese New Year, most of the shops were closed, and the vendors returned to their hometown. Yan Yue had nothing to do. At home, he just played games, listened to music, or played basketball with his friends.

Ruan Zhimu told him about the customs of his hometown.

His grandfather would make thick glutinous rice paste to paste Spring Festival couplets. This is a tradition left over from the past, because there was no double-sided tape before.The Spring Festival couplets are all written by an old man who is famous in local calligraphy. The black ink with gold powder is very beautiful.

Haircuts must be cut before New Year’s Eve, and once the first day of the new year is reached, they cannot be cut again, otherwise they will encounter the taboo of "bloody disaster" and will be scolded by the elderly at home.

Wear new clothes on the first day of the new year, drink coconut juice on the second day, eat red bean paste buns on the third day, and eat Poria cake on the fourth day.

Yan Yue: "...the last one was made up by you."

"Have you been discovered?" Ruan Zhimu looked disappointed, "I was still thinking that I made a decent weave."

Ruan Zhimu was a little sleepy, he really wanted to sleep.

He hinted at Yan Yue: "Look at the phone in your hand, does it look like a fluffy pillow?"

Yan Yue: "Do you think I'm blind?"

Ruan Zhimu: "..."

He had no choice but to make it clear: "I'm going to bed, and I have to go to my grandparents' house to pay New Year's greetings tomorrow morning, so I have to get up early."

Yan Yue: "You sleep, and I didn't let you sleep."

Ruan Zhimu breathed a sigh of relief: "Then..."

Yan Yue: "The phone is on, put it next to the pillow, don't hang up."

Ruan Zhimu: "?"

Yan Yue coughed and turned his head slightly, as if he also felt that this request was a bit difficult to say.

"Maybe I've lived with you for a long time... I haven't slept very well since I got home. I thought, maybe hearing your voice will make it easier to fall asleep."

In fact, it is insomnia that can't smell the sleep aid.

But he dared not say it.

If he told Ruan Zhimu, "I won't be able to sleep if I can't smell your body", Ruan Zhimu would think him a pervert.

Ruan Zhimu was a little surprised.

He knows that some babies have "quilt dependence", which means that babies sleep in the same quilt for a long time when they are still in their infancy, and form a habit after a long time, and they have to hold the quilt to fall asleep when they grow up.

But Yan Yue is fucking 17.

Moreover, he and Yan Yue have only lived together for half a year, so how can the voice generate dependence?

Ruan Zhimu couldn't hold back, and blurted out: "This is the legendary...giant baby?"

Yan Yue's face darkened visibly to the naked eye.

Ruan Zhimu: "...I was joking."

Yan Yue said with a cold face: "Don't think too much, it's because the sound insulation in the house is poor, you snored for a long time, forming white noise, which came to my room, and of course I won't get used to that environment when I leave that environment for the first time."

Sounds a lot like strong words.

But Ruan Zhimu didn't reveal it.

He was so sleepy that he hummed perfunctorily, tilted his head, and fell asleep.

As a result, the video call really went on all night.

Waking up the next morning, Ruan Zhimu was still in a daze when he heard Yan Yue's voice faintly from the phone.

"Finally awake."

Ruan Zhimu: "??"

Then I realized that the phone was really turned off all night.

Ruan Zhimu yawned and scratched his hair: "Why do you wake up so early?"

Yan Yue: "I didn't sleep well all night because of your noise."

Ruan Zhimu: "Huh? Do I make any noise when I sleep?"

Yan Yue said with distaste: "Snoring, drooling, teeth grinding, farting, what is not a sound."

Ruan Zhimu: "..."

Ruan Zhimu snorted: "You despise me so much, just hang up, why don't you hang up, is it because your hand is broken, or is it reluctant?"

Ruan Zhimu was just insulting him.

According to Yan Yue's character, he thought that he would come back immediately.

However, Yan Yue choked and faltered, as if he really hit something.

After a while, he hung up the phone on the pretext of having breakfast.

Instead, Ruan Zhimu was completely confused.

He thought about it seriously.

Yan Yue's dislike was almost on the surface, and of course it wasn't because he couldn't bear him.

So this situation is...

... Yan Yue really broke his hand?

The author says:

Yan Yue: Do you think you are very humorous?