the moon in the attic

Han Yu no longer tried to struggle, the blush spread to his neck, hidden in the collar of the school uniform buttoned up according to the rules, and he looked at Yan Yang with a serious expression.

Before Yan Yang could say anything, he quickly explained, "I'm just joking."

Of course Yan Yang knew that he was joking, but seeing Han Yu reacted so strongly, he was afraid of embarrassing him, so he returned the phone to him very understandingly.

He propped his arms on the table, with his face pressed against the ice water that Han Yu bought for him, "I thought you wouldn't be joking."

Han Yu blushed quickly, and the heat subsided quickly, and his complexion returned to normal soon.

He pursed his lips, as if the joke just now had exhausted all his humor cells, and said solemnly, "Yes."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a thunder outside.

Yan Yang was taken aback, and turned to look at Han Yu. Han Yu also looked unexpected, his expression was dull for a moment, and then he became very annoyed.

So Yan Yang couldn't help laughing again.

Yan Yang has a lot of friends, and he can hang out with anyone, which should be the most popular category among boys and girls of this age.

But Han Yu is the opposite extreme. He is not withdrawn, but he is not very pleasant. He doesn't have many friends, and he hardly makes friends with others.

When two people just sit together, there will be a feeling of incompatibility, one is enthusiastic and flamboyant, and the other is dull and boring.

The most common expression of Han Yu is expressionless, because of his good looks, he can barely support a character of Gaoling Zhihua, but today Han Yu helped Yan Yang hold an umbrella, and he was not very skilled in making jokes, Yan Yang felt that I quietly lifted a corner of the handsome guy's aloof appearance, and saw Han Yu's unknown, childish and cute core.

Holding a half bottle of water in his hand, Han Yu asked blankly, "Is it funny?"

He didn't look annoyed, he was just asking, so Yan Yang couldn't hold back his laughter.

It was still raining outside, but it was already dawn, and the sound of the rain was drowned out by the bustling people in the cafeteria.

Yan Yang's laughter was mixed with the din, and he couldn't help but say, "Don't lie in the future, there will be thunder."

I don’t know if it’s really funny that Han Yu thundered right after he finished speaking, or because Yan Yang kept laughing, Han Yu looked at Yan Yang for a while, but couldn’t help laughing.

He glanced outside, this time he was really joking, "Well, let's not talk about rainy days."

So Yan Yang started laughing again, his summer school uniform was unbuttoned, a small piece of snow-white neck and a protruding collarbone were exposed from the open neckline.

Han Yu thought of Yan Yang's Adam's apple that he saw just now under the umbrella, sliding up and down.

He looked away, feeling hot and dry in summer.

Yan Yang laughed for a while and then stopped, but his voice was still smiling, "Sorry, my smile is relatively low."

Han Yu shook his head, saying it was okay, and couldn't help looking at Yan Yang's neckline, thinking that the two buttons were unobtrusive.

He couldn't hold back and said, "Your school uniform is not buttoned properly."

Yan Yang didn't react at first, he was stunned for a moment, then looked down, and waved his hands nonchalantly, "No buckle, it's too hot."

Then Han Yu didn't know what to say anymore, he thought, Yan Yang is really afraid of heat.

The two sat in the cafeteria for a while, and the rain stopped when they were almost gone.

Han Yu packed up the tableware used by the two of them and put them in the recycling place. When he came back, Yan Yangzheng sneakily pulled the garbage bag down from the schoolbag, and when he saw Han Yu in the middle of the tearing, his actions became aboveboard.

Han Yu stopped him, "Let's put it on, what if it rains again later?"

"Then get wet," Yan Yang hated this trash bag that made him lose face, and even hated the papers in his schoolbag, "It just so happens that I don't need to do my homework."

Han Yu was carrying his schoolbag when he heard the words, "Doesn't a top student like to study?"

As soon as he finished speaking, both of them paused.

Han Yu pretended to cough, and turned his face away from Yan Yang, "Let's go."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and left, and heard Yan Yang calling him with a smile, "Wait for me later."

Han Yu didn't wait for him, and Yan Yang quickly caught up. When he went downstairs, he was still very quiet, and after he left the cafeteria, he called Han Yu's name, "Hey, Han Yu."

Han Yu wanted to pretend not to hear, but Yan Yang called him again, "Han Yu!"

Han Yu paused and didn't want to respond, but he couldn't help it, "Yeah."

Yan Yang walked around him from behind him, got very close, and suddenly said, "Why are your ears red?"

Han Yu still had a cold and expressionless face, with red ears, and he pretended that those ears didn't grow on his head.

He bit his tongue to death and refused to let go, but Yan Yang was a persevering one. He rubbed his shoulder against Han Yu's, "Ask you."

When Yan Yang and Han Yu got together, they could smell the clean laundry detergent again, which was especially refreshing in the rainy summer.

The drainage system of the school is not very smooth. There is a section of brick road at the entrance of the cafeteria. I don’t know whether it is due to disrepair or rainwater, and some of the corners are warped.

Han Yu's wet shoes stepped on one of them, and the accumulated water splashed up and hit his ankle again, Yan Yang was also affected.

Han Yu stopped and said reluctantly, "In the overall list of science classes, you rank eleventh."

Before Yan Yang could say anything else, he quickly said, "Don't ask any more."

Yan Yang made up his mind to tease him, so he said, "Don't you know which Yang I am?"

Seeing that Han Yu's ears were stained blood again, Yan Yang stopped teasing him, and said with a good temper, "I know, I know, you are joking."

Han Yu nodded with a stern face, took out his mobile phone and clicked on Yan Yang's personal information, as if he wanted to change the note to Yan Yang back.

But Yan Yang said mercifully, "Just baa baa, don't change it."

The two walked along the path towards the carport, with Han Yu following beside him.

Yan Yang was afraid that it would rain again later, so he said to Han Yu, "You go back first, I will ride a bicycle."

Han Yu handed the umbrella to Yan Yang, "Take the umbrella, I'm close."

Yan Yang wanted to refuse at first, but when he saw Han Yu's hand holding the umbrella towards him, he accepted it in a strange way.

He took the umbrella, "Which floor is Class [-] on? I'll get it for you on Monday."

"Second floor, if you don't know..." Han Yu's lips moved, and he seemed to hesitate before saying, "I can ask you to get it."

Yan Yang said, "See you that Monday."

Han Yu pursed his lips and smiled indistinctly, "Yeah."

After the two separated, it rained again. When Yan Yang returned home, he saw a message from Han Yu on his phone and asked him if he was home.

Because he was riding with an umbrella, his schoolbag was not wet, but there was almost no dry place on his body. He was in a hurry to take a shower, so he replied a voice and put down the phone.

When he received Yan Yang's message, Han Yu was doing some quizzes on the attic, and picked up his phone as soon as it rang.

Yan Yang said with a smile, "It's home, have you been caught in the rain?"

Yan Yang's voice was nice, mixed with the sound of light walking footsteps, maybe it was because of the rain, Han Yu felt that his voice was also a little wet.

Han Yu thought of a time when it rained in his freshman year of high school, and he saw Yan Yang riding a bicycle in the rain.

Yan Yang was riding a red road bike. The wheels were washed bright by the rain. When passing Han Yu, Yan Yang slowed down.

Han Yu saw that the knuckles he was holding on the handlebar were covered with moisture.

Yan Yang's hair was longer then than it is now, and after being wet by the rain, it was casually pulled back, revealing a smooth forehead, with drops of water hanging from the eyelashes and the tip of the nose.

After riding past him, Yan Yang speeded up, and the school uniform beside him was slung in the wind, outlining his slender waistline.

Han Yu replied to Yan Yang, "No."

Yan Yang didn't reply again, and Han Yu listened to the voice several times.

Catching the faint smile in Yan Yang's tone, Han Yu guessed that Yan Yang didn't hate him.

After all, Yan Yang smiled without any airs, smiling at Han Yu, exactly the same as when Han Yu saw him smiling at his friends.

This gave Han Yu the illusion that the two of them were in the same bustle.

The rain has stopped, the windows in the attic are wide open, some households downstairs are arguing, the woman accuses the man of neglecting the family, the man scolds his wife, and there is no end to it.

Han Yu lay on his back on the wooden floor of the attic, with his eyes closed, it was Yan Yang's hand holding the ice water.

He asked Yan Yang in his heart, "How about you? Did you get caught in the rain?"