the moon in the attic

Yan Yang still parked the car in Li Dai's shop this time. After the two arrived home, Han Yu went to cook, and Yan Yang chatted with grandma as usual.

Yan Yang's grandma neglected to take care of herself when she was young. She has always had chronic diseases and has to take medicine every day.

Yan Yang poured a glass of water for her, the old lady took the medicine and put down the medicine, then patted Yan Yang's hand and smiled, and said to him, "Yu Yu likes you."

Although he knew she had nothing else to say, Yan Yang couldn't help but blush a little. He glanced at the kitchen and said shamelessly, "I think so too."

The old lady asked him again, "Do you like Yuyu?"

Yan Yang nodded and said softly, "I like it."

The old lady laughed so hard that she couldn't see her eyes. It happened that Han Yu came over at this time. Seeing that the two were happy, she asked, "What are you talking about?"

Before Yan Yang could stop him, the old lady sold him out, "Yang Yang said he likes you."

Yan Yang lowered his head and didn't look at Han Yu, the back of his neck was blushing. He thought Han Yu would tease him a few words, but Han Yu didn't say anything, just nodded, "Yeah."

Yan Yang looked up at him, met Han Yu's gaze, and the two moved away together.

Yan Yang coughed and changed the subject, "Is the meal ready?"

"It will take a while," Han Yu said, "I'll go up and change first."

Yan Yang nodded, "Then you... go."

Han Yu didn't move, and looked at Yan Yang for a while before turning around and going upstairs. Hearing the sound of footsteps on the stairs, Yan Yang was relieved and at the same time a little regretful.

He thought, too awkward!I want to be tired of being with him for everything, but I'm too embarrassed to get too close.

He was thinking wildly, and Han Yu didn't feel very good. For a while, he thought of Yan Yang going downstairs with his arms around his shoulders, and for a while, he thought of holding Yan Yang's hand.

After the two had lunch awkwardly, Han Yu asked Yan Yang to go upstairs first and wash the dishes by himself.

Yan Yang didn't listen to him, and squeezed into the kitchen with him, because he couldn't help, so he had to add to the chaos, touching the plates Han Yu put on the counter for a while, and picking up the dishes that Han Yu had washed.

He messed around for a while, Han Yucai seemed to have just seen him, put away the washed dishes, and pressed his hand helplessly.

Yan Yang was satisfied, and looked up at him, "Brother Han Han, why are you holding my hand?"

Han Yu whispered, "Don't move around."

Yan Yang's eyes were full of smiles, "Then just say it directly."

Han Yu shouldn't be bothered, he couldn't help but take his hand out of the kitchen, and pushed him to the bathroom, "Go and wash your hands."

Yan Yang curled his lips, feeling that Han Yu didn't understand the style, and went in very dissatisfied.

He squeezed some hand sanitizer, rubbed it slowly, and was about to turn around to make a fuss when he heard the door knock behind him.

Han Yu squeezed into the bathroom and closed the door behind his back.

Yan Yang's heart beat so fast that he couldn't control his fingers. He pretended to be serious and said, "I wash my hands, what are you doing here?"

Han Yu walked behind him and squeezed some hand sanitizer, "I wash my hands too."

The bathroom space is small, and the wash basin is installed in the corner. Both of them are tall, and they cannot be squeezed together.

Yan Yang felt that the burden on his heart would be too great if he continued like this, so he decided to give up this opportunity to play hooligans. As soon as he stretched out his hand to turn on the faucet, Han Yu grabbed it.

Han Yu stood behind him, with his arms around him, took his hand, and explained to him, "In the kitchen, I'm afraid grandma will come out and see."

Yan Yang moved his fingers and said, "I don't want to do anything."

Both of them had dense foam of hand sanitizer on their hands. Han Yu scrubbed each of Yan Yang's fingers meticulously, and his voice rang in Yan Yang's ear, and he said, "Well, I think so."

Yan Yang felt an electric current sweeping from behind his ears, flowing through his whole body, and he clasped Han Yu's fingers uncontrollably.

When falling in love at this age, some people are passionate, while others are restrained. Yan Yang doesn't know which kind he is. He just held hands with Han Yu and said a few sour words, and he felt very satisfied.

Han Yu is obviously the kind of restraint and politeness. He washed Yan Yang's hands and did nothing else. After washing Yan Yang's hands carefully, he wiped them clean with a dry towel.

Yan Yang wrapped his hands in Han Yu's towel, and asked him in a low voice, "Aren't you afraid that grandma will come out and see it now?"

Han Yu paused, and said honestly, "Close the door, she won't come in."

Yan Yang withdrew his hand, took the towel and wiped it politely for Han Yu, and pushed open the door, "Let's go?"

"Well," Han Yu set up the towel, and took Yan Yang's hand again, looking like a gentleman, "The stairs are too steep, you hold me well."

Yan Yang looked at the hands that they held together, "Oh."

After going upstairs, Han Yu let go of his hand. Yan Yang sat on the floor and asked Han Yu, "Why did you bring me up? I'll be home soon."

Han Yu was stunned for a moment, and he was relieved after realizing that he was joking, and sat next to him with his schoolbag, "No, I have a few questions I want to ask you."

Yan Yang stretched his arms behind his back, couldn't help laughing and said, "Is this your attitude of asking people questions?"

Han Yu changed his tune from Shanruliu, "Baabaa, please."

Yan Yang saw that the bad taste of the handsome guy being coquettish was satisfied, and nodded in a pretentious manner, "Bring it."

Han Yu then opened his schoolbag and took out the test papers for this monthly exam. As soon as he opened it, Yan Yang remembered the general list in his schoolbag.

He opened his schoolbag and took out the report card, flipped it over and asked Han Yu, "Brother Han Han, how did you do this time?"

Han Yu said reservedly, "It's okay."

"It's okay" is a conservative word that all students will use.

In view of the difficulty of this monthly exam, Yan Yang subconsciously thought that Han Yu did not do well in the exam, but after he checked Han Yu's ranking, he no longer thought so.

In the case of an overall decline in grade points, Han Yu's score is a bit eye-catching.

Yan Yang felt that he had read it wrong, and turned a few pages back. He didn't see the same name, so he asked uncertainly, "Brother Han Han, is this you?"

Han Yu nodded, "It's me."

Yan Yang said incredulously, "How did you improve so fast?"

There are three experimental classes of science in the second year of high school, with 40 students in each class. Almost all of the top [-] students in the school are from these three classes. This time, Han Yu got into the top [-].

Yan Yang Mingming remembered that he was still around [-] in the last exam, and Han Yu squeezed into the baseline of the experimental class even though the questions were so difficult.

Han Yu took the report card and said normally, "There is still a long way to go."

"It's not far away." Yan Yang didn't know why, but he was a little proud, "You can definitely enter the experimental class if you take the final placement test at this speed."

Han Yu's hand holding the report card tightened indistinctly, "Do you want me to enter the experimental class?"

"Of course." Yan Yang blurted out.

Han Yu followed up and said, "But it may not be possible to be in the same class as you."

Yan Yang was stunned for a moment before he understood what Han Yu said on purpose. He moved towards Han Yu, "I want to hear something nice from me next time, so you don't have to beat around the bush like this."

Han Yu blushed again when he said that, before he could react, Yan Yang sighed with a smile, "I really want to be in the same class as Brother Han Han."

Han Yu lowered his head and rummaged in his schoolbag, pretending to be very busy, and didn't dare to look at Yan Yang, "It doesn't matter if you don't get into a class, I will find you when the time comes." Xiaoying sighed

Yan Yang heard the words, his heartbeat started to speed up again, and he lowered his head and rummaged in his schoolbag, "Why do you want me?"

Han Yu took out a stack of test papers and said seriously, "I want to see you."

Yan Yang licked his lips, followed suit, and also took out a stack of papers and spread them on the floor, "Oh."

Seeing that he had nothing else to say, Han Yu raised his head and looked at him with burning eyes, with obvious hope.

Yan Yang teased Han Yu that he could say a few more words, but he couldn't speak well when he was teased back. It took a long time before he spoke quickly, "I want to see you too."

He didn't give Han Yu a chance to speak again, he took out his pen and lay down on the ground, "Hurry up and do your homework."

Perhaps thinking that Han Yu might enter the experimental class, Yan Yang was so motivated to do his homework this afternoon that he barely moved except for going to the bathroom.

It was getting dark early in November, and the lighting in the attic was not good, so Han Yu got up and turned on the light, and took that strangely shaped desk lamp and placed it between the two of them.

Yan Yang happened to be a little tired. Seeing Han Yu busy, he remembered, "What time is it?"

Han Yu glanced at the phone, "04:30."

"What time shall we go there?" Yan Yang asked.

"I go to work at 05:30," Han Yu said, "You can stay here until they come."

Yan Yang waved his hand, "I'm with you."

After he finished speaking, he remembered that when Han Yu said that he could not answer some questions when he went upstairs, he took Han Yu's paper and asked, "Which question did you say you could not do?"

Han Yu turned the paper to the front, "Choose the last one."

This question is actually a bit out of line, but Yan Yang just knew it, so he took the draft paper from Han Yu's hand nervously and motioned him to approach.

Han Yu leaned over, and the two shoulders touched each other. Yan Yang moved, but did not move away.

He first listed a few formulas, and seeing that Han Yu understood them all, he continued to explain.

There are many hidden conditions for this question. Yan Yang worked it out for him for five or six minutes. Han Yu nodded, "Understood."

Yan Yang handed him the pen, and Han Yu took the pen and began to count.

The desk lamp should be charging, it is not as bright as last time, the light is much softer, Han Yu lowered his head and calculated meticulously, leaving Yan Yang with a handsome profile.

His hair has grown a bit, and it hangs down to cover his eyebrows and eyes as he lowers his head. Yan Yang can only see his straight nose bridge, delicate nose tip, and slightly pursed, light-colored lips.

Yan Yang restrained his gaze away, and in less than two seconds, it fell back to Han Yu's lips without any hope.

Han Yu's lips are very beautiful, and the peak of the lips has a timid and yearning arc, Yan Yang feels a fire burning in his heart.

After a while, Han Yu put down his pen, and his short but thick eyelashes swept upwards, meeting Yan Yang's eyes.

He opened and closed his lips, "Baa baa, it's over."

Yan Yang answered absently, "Well, let me see."

He said he wanted to look, but his eyes fell on Han Yu's lips again. He approached Han Yu unconsciously, and slowly lowered his head to lean closer.

The two breathed together, and when their lips were about to touch, the cell phone that Yan Yang put aside suddenly rang.

"Damn!" Yan Yang was taken aback and couldn't help swearing.

When doing something for the first time, it all depends on the atmosphere.

Yan Yang tried to ignore the irritating ringtone of the mobile phone, but he tried to lean forward again. Han Yu still didn't hide, but Yan Yang suddenly became embarrassed.

He thought, what am I doing.

You obviously haven't said anything yet, and you're still "preparing" to fall in love, and you want to talk about your loved ones, what a shame, Yan Yang.

Han Yu suddenly laughed in a low voice at this time, Yan Yang became angry, and simply pushed him away, "What are you laughing at?"

Han Yu handed him the ringing mobile phone, "Go ahead and answer the phone."

It was Gao Chen who called, asking when Yan Yang was going to leave, but Yan Yang didn't say he was with Han Yu, "You go out now, I'll be there soon."

He hung up the phone, put away his cell phone, and asked Han Yu, "Let's go?"

Han Yu said, "You stay a little longer, I'll cook porridge for grandma first."

Yan Yang responded, sat down on the ground to pack his schoolbag, and said disappointedly, "Go."

Han Yu nodded, stood up and walked out, and came back just as he reached the door, Yan Yang looked up at him, "Why..."

Han Yu bent down and kissed him lightly on the forehead.

Han Yu's lips were very soft, with a temperature that did not match his own temperament, imprinted between Yan Yang's brows.

Yan Yang's eyes widened, and he insisted on finishing his sentence, "...it's over."

Han Yu also seemed very nervous, kissed Yan Yang's forehead hastily and quickly, then straightened up in a panic, and said quickly, "I'm going down first."

"Ah?" Yan Yang wanted to raise his hand to touch his forehead, but put it down when he thought of something, "Oh, you...you can go."

Han Yu nodded, and went downstairs in a serious and calm manner.

Yan Yang watched his back disappear on the stairs, raised his hand to cover his forehead, and fell to the ground, "I rely on you."