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Neither of them could see each other while embracing, but both closed their eyes.This is a gesture that represents intimacy and trust. The heartbeat penetrates the skin and flesh and reaches each other's bones. The throbbing in the young man's heart breaks through the ground and irreversibly fills the entire chest cavity.

By the time they parted, Nan Zhuo's eyes were already dry, a little dimmer than before.He pushed Xiao Guo lightly, and Xiao Guo took half a step back.

"I'm fine." Nan Zhuo blinked, his eyes not very bright.Sadness and longing have nowhere to hide, his voice is very soft, as if talking to himself, he said slowly: "Sometimes I really can't figure out why I am still alive..."

"Don't think so, okay?" Xiao Guo grabbed Nan Zhuo's wrist again, he was really not good at turning feelings into words, he hesitated for a long time, and said: "There is no reason, you are doing well, Uncle Teng will be very happy, but, but you don't live for anyone else, you are you....living is very meaningful!"

He seemed a little anxious, paused, frowned and asked Nan Zhuo: "Do you understand what I mean?"

Nan Zhuo looked into his eyes, as if he was really thinking seriously.Then he nodded, "Yeah".

"My story is over," he said to Xiao Guo in a hoarse voice, "you should go home quickly."

He took a step out of the umbrella, but Xiao Guo pulled him back again.The umbrella leaned towards him, Xiao Guo looked down at him, opened his mouth and paused, and asked, "Can I ask you a question?"

"Ask whatever you want." Nan Zhuo's eyes were a little swollen, he hooked the corners of his mouth, "Stop asking me all the time."

Xiao Guo asked: "Aunt Chen treats you badly, right?"

Nan Zhuo really laughed this time, he shrugged and said, "It can't be considered bad."

"But last time," Xiao Guo hesitated, "when you were injured at school..."

"She raised me," Nan Zhuo interrupted him, and said, "Let me have a place to live, something to eat, and school to go to. If she hadn't adopted me, the orphanage would not be able to send me to a high school in the city. She gave me back Pocket money, I will support her when I earn money in the future. Relationship is another matter, I... I haven't looked forward to it, but I don't look forward to it now. "

His voice was very soft, suppressed by the sound of rain, Xiao Guo had to lean slightly to hear it clearly.The raindrops slid over the young man's temples, forming wobbling crystals on the jet-black color, right in front of Xiao Guo's eyes.

He unconsciously lowered his voice and said, "But she should treat you well."

Nan Zhuo looked at him and said, "Nothing is taken for granted in this world."

He wasn't teaching Xiao Guo a lesson, but simply narrating.However, as he himself said, what other people find scary is his ordinaryness, Xiao Guo really felt this, and the touch in his heart turned into a dull pain.

He said in a deep voice, "Nan Zhuo."

Nan Zhuo said, "Huh?"

Xiao Guo said: "Uncle Teng is not the only person in this world who truly treats you well."

He said this sentence very hastily, and then he led the people to the porch without waiting for Nan Zhuo's answer.A sense of embarrassment suddenly emerged, and he said, "Go in quickly and rest early, early. I, that, will leave immediately."

However, after Nan Zhuo returned to the room, he still hadn't left. He held up the umbrella and waited until a room on the second floor turned on the light.The curtains were closed, but he could see the light through the cracks.

Xiao Guo turned and left, and when he reached the side of the car, he looked back again.The curtains of the room were pulled open, and there was a figure standing in front of the glass, he couldn't see clearly through the rain, but he knew it was Nan Zhuo.

In the rainy night, the two teenagers fantasized about staring at each other, and the lightning flashed a light front in the air, but neither of them moved.Nan Zhuo's forehead was pressed against the cold window, his slow breath printed wet mist on the glass, he raised his finger, and drew meaningless patterns on it.

Until Xiao Guo left, he was still staring there.

"No..." Tears flowed into the corner of his mouth, Nan Zhuo said vaguely, "It's not just Uncle Teng..."

***

Nan Zhuo rarely got up early on Sunday morning, and he was still under the quilt when Aunt Feng knocked on the door.He opened the door of the room, and Aunt Feng said that a classmate was looking for him.

"It's a male classmate, and he said his name is Xiao Guo." Aunt Feng said, "I've been waiting outside for a long time, and I told him you didn't wake up, but he didn't let me call you, so he didn't leave. I don't mean to see him waiting too long before calling you."

Nan Zhuo was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "I'll go down right away."

"Okay." Aunt Feng smiled at him before leaving, and said, "We, Nanzhuo, have also made friends at school, which is a good thing!"

The curtains in the room were still drawn, Nan Zhuo leaned against the window and looked down twice, but he didn't see where Xiao Guo was standing, nor did he see Xiao Guo's car, maybe the angle was not right.He didn't open the curtains either, changed his clothes and went downstairs.

As soon as the torrential rain in Mid-Autumn Festival passed, the cold autumn really came, and the wind temperature under the clear sky was very low.Nan Zhuo was wearing a short sleeve, and shivered as soon as he left the room.

Xiao Guo sat by the courtyard gate, with his back against the fence, and a [-]-bar bicycle parked beside him.When Nan Zhuo walked over, he was picking up a piece of dry grass and playing with it between his fingers. When he saw Nan Zhuo, he threw the grass away, as if he had forgotten, and looked up at people.

The boy with a tall bone, his height of [-] can no longer stop him, but when he was sitting on the ground, Nan Zhuo felt very obedient.Nan Zhuo thought it was quite interesting, and leaned slightly to speak.

He was wearing a pure black T-shirt. When he leaned forward, his collarbone and a little white chest were exposed at the neckline, Xiao Guo could just see it.The lines and colors are too eye-catching, Xiao Guo tried to look away, but failed.

"Xiao Guo," Nan Zhuo didn't know his perspective, asked, "Why are you here?"

This sound brought Xiao Guo back to his senses completely, he didn't answer, but frowned, looked at Nan Zhuo carefully, and asked, "What's the matter with you?"

Feng softly whispered, Xiao Guo glanced at Nan Zhuo's two thin white arms that were exposed outside, and took off his jacket while standing up.He wanted to put it on Nan Zhuo directly, but stopped again. He looked at Nan Zhuo, asking for permission.

Nan Zhuo looked at him for a few seconds, took the jacket from him, and put it on by himself.

Xiao Guo looked down at him pulling the cable, and asked in a low voice: "You, are you crying?"

His clothes were too big, pulled up to the head, covering Nan Zhuo's chin.And this person stood up taller again, Nan Zhuo slightly raised his head reluctantly and said, "No."

His voice was indeed nasal, and he himself didn't know it. His eye circles and nose were red, which was set off by his pale complexion, and his hair was a bit messy. It looked like he had just woken up.But he didn't cry, he had a cold, and he was drenched in the rain the night before, and the police cemetery is not in the city center. If he hadn't met Xiao Guo, he didn't know if he would be able to walk home.

Xiao Guo looked a little nervous, and asked, "Have you got a fever? Is it serious? Have you taken any medicine?"

"No fever," Nan Zhuo was inexplicably patient with him today, and said, "It's just a runny nose, and I took medicine yesterday."

Xiao Guo asked again: "How about your hands?"

"It's inflamed, it's okay." Nan Zhuo raised his finger, and said to Xiao Guo as if joking but also seriously: "I never leave scars on my body, it's okay."

Xiao Guo nodded and said: "Then go back quickly and have a good rest."

Nan Zhuo frowned and asked, "What are you doing here today?"

Xiao Guo smiled and said: "It's nothing, I, I... just went back."

"Speak well," Nan Zhuo couldn't stand his lost and wronged look, and said, "Didn't you wait for a long time?"

"No," Xiao Guo said, "not too long."

Xihe's Qiuyang illuminated Nan Zhuo's pupils, he asked back: "How long is it?" He paused, took another step towards Xiao Guo, and said: "To be honest."

Xiao Guo didn't back down, and finally said honestly: "Two and a half hours...less than."

Nan Zhuo opened his mouth, with a bit of unknowing guilt.He said, "Why come to me, talk."

"That's right, I saw that you were in a bad mood the day before yesterday." Embarrassed, Xiao Guo raised his hand and pulled the collar of his T-shirt, saying, "I want to take you to relax."

Nan Zhuo glanced at his bicycle and asked, "Where are you going?"

Xiao Guo said, "I wanted to take you to the seaside."

"Go," Nan Zhuo said, "Go."

"Don't, don't." Xiao Guo raised his hand to stop him, and said, "You have a cold."

Nan Zhuo showed his hand from the wide sleeve, pushed it on Xiao Guo's wrist, and said, "Don't treat me like a little girl, can you?"

"I haven't." Xiao Guo rarely refuted, and he was very decisive.He was very serious and said, "You are thinner than a little girl."

He would never have said this before, but after that rain, both of them felt that getting along was a bit different.Nan Zhuo went back to the house and took a coat, and planned to follow Xiao Guo out.

Chen Fangyi just got up when he went downstairs, and she also worked as usual during the holidays, and she didn't come back until early this morning.Nan Zhuo stopped and said, "Mom, good morning."

She didn't have any feeling for the word "Mom". As soon as Chen Fang asked him to call her, he called her.As for what Xiao Guo said the night before yesterday, "She should be nice to you", this is not true in Nan Zhuo's cognition and experience.

"Hey, morning." Chen Fang raised her hand and pinned her long hair behind her ears, glanced at Nan Zhuo, and asked lazily, "Are you going out?"

"Well," Nan Zhuo reported politely, "with my classmates."

Chen Fangyi didn't care too much, and said, "Success, you go. There is no harm in making friends...don't delay your studies!"

Nan Zhuo nodded, went out and saw Xiao Guo already pushing the cart and waiting outside the courtyard.He took the coat himself, and returned the jacket he was wearing to Xiao Guo. Xiao Guo didn't wear it, so he folded the clothes and put them on the rear shelf behind the saddle.

"No need," Nan Zhuo pulled out his clothes, "You can wear them."

"I'm hot," Xiao Guo said, "I'm riding a bike."

The [-] bars can be used to lead people, Nan Zhuo straddled it, and it really didn't hurt much under the clothes.Xiao Guo got on the bike, and the two of them set off.

Nan Zhuo stared at Xiao Guo's waist, then put his hands on his lap.

In fact, he didn't know where Xiao Guo was taking him, but he wasn't worried and didn't want to ask.

Xiao Guo rides the bike very steadily, and the adolescent boy seems to have endless strength, and it is really effortless to carry Nan Zhuo.While waiting for the red light, Xiao Guo stretched out his leg and easily put it on the ground.

He turned around and asked Nan Zhuo: "It's almost noon, have you eaten today?"

Nan Zhuo paused and said, "No."

Xiao Guo said, "Shall I take you to dinner first?"

Nan Zhuo thought for a while and said, "OK."

Xiao Guo asked, "What do you want to eat?"

Nan Zhuo said: "Anything is fine... just watch the way!"

The green light was already on, and Xiao Guo was still turning his head to talk, when a motorcycle suddenly passed by beside him, the bodies of the two people turned to the other side at the same time, but Xiao Guo pulled it back.He seized the time to start, the bicycle was a little unsteady, Nan Zhuo subconsciously grabbed his clothes.

This time Xiao Guo felt it, but he heard Nan Zhuo whisper "Sorry" behind him, and then let go of his hand.

Xiao Guo couldn't turn his head back, but his tone was very hasty, and he said: "It's okay, you catch it, I want you to catch it." He felt wrong when he said this, so he said: "No, I mean, you can't sit still... ...Be careful, put your arms around me."

He thought that Nan Zhuo would not respond, but in the next second, Nan Zhuo did as he said:

It was actually hugging his waist, and his hands were facing each other with fingertips in front of him.

The sun was very strong, Nan Zhuo was caged below, forming a connected shadow with Xiao Guo.Xiao Guo's back was sweating a little, but he pressed his face against it without hesitation, making Xiao Guo's heartbeat ringing in his ears.

This is an extraordinary intimacy, when the two boys did this, people around had already cast their eyes in astonishment, Xiao Guo couldn't see it, but Nan Zhuo didn't care, and even looked back frankly.He swayed his legs lightly, moved his lips slightly, and murmured something silently to Xiao Guo's back,

His face regained a bit of color, as delicate and elegant as a rose, revealing a coquettish attitude from such a posture.But his eyes were very clear, and he was sleepy and lazy, as if doing so was a very normal thing.

No one knows if he knows what he's doing, or the subtext behind such closeness.He is an existence between bewilderment and ignorance, his every move seems to be at will, and it seems that he has been plotting for a long time.

He rubbed Xiao Guo's back and asked, "What shall we eat?"

Xiao Guo's reaction was a bit slow, hmmmmhhhhhhh for a while, Nan Zhuo laughed silently.

"There are a lot of places to eat at the pier," Xiao Guo finally cleared his mind, and said, "Want to go and have a look? It happens that you can go to the beach over there, it's very close."

When he spoke, his chest vibrated, Nan Zhuo felt it, and let out a "hmm".

There was a faint smell of washing powder on the boy's body, Nan Zhuo's nose moved like a small animal, and he closed his eyes.Xiao Guo blocked all the wind for him, leaving the unique coolness and gentleness of autumn to the people in the back seat.

Nan Zhuo almost fell asleep when he got to the pier, trust and comfort are very strange things, he thought he had lost the ability to close his eyes and rest beside another person.Xiao Guo seemed to feel his gradually steady breathing, and the brakes were also gradual.

The pier is full of fishing boats and seafood, and there is a night market across the street, which is also open during the day, but it is not so lively.But now it's a holiday and there are still a lot of people.

Xiao Guo locked the car, the two of them walked over, Nan Zhuo looked at the stalls on both sides of the road, there was nothing to say when he hugged his waist just now, no one mentioned it.

Xiao Guo led him through the crowd, the backs of their hands touched each other from time to time, but they didn't look at each other, they touched each other, and then moved their hands away tacitly.Relax after a few seconds, then touch again.

There is a very popular seafood hot pot restaurant on the side of the road. It is open in a small two-story building. It is not yet noon, and there are already people waiting outside.The two teenagers chose places with a lot of people and lined up.

There were no small benches, so they stood at the door of the store.Xiao Guo finally stopped his thoughts from flying, looked down at Nan Zhuo, and asked before he lost his mind: "Are you cold?"

Nan Zhuo shook his head, looking slightly sideways at the blue sky in the distance.

Xiao Guo thought for a while, then asked again: "The hot pot is not sweet, is it okay?"

Nan Zhuo laughed, looked away, and said softly, "Okay, I'm not addicted to sweets."

"Ah," Xiao Guo followed him with a smile and said, "That's good."

The two of them waited for a short time, and after entering, they were hit by the hot steam from the hot pots on the tables.The two sat down to look at the menu. The whole hall was filled with white mist, which was so steaming that people couldn't keep their eyes open.

Nan Zhuo frowned tightly, even when ordering.They sat at the corner table for two, and could see the kitchen. Nan Zhuo seemed to be curious, and stared at it for a long time.

Comes quickly on the bottom of the pot and is full of fragrance.The thick smoke gradually came out, Nan Zhuo took a few heavy breaths, took a spoon in, scooped it up, and took a sip.

Xiao Guo didn't know if the soup was safe to drink, he was a little worried, and called Nan Zhuo, but Nan Zhuo ignored him, and drank a few more sips on his own.Xiao Guo also picked up the spoon, but Nan Zhuo's hand suddenly stretched across the table and grabbed his wrist.

His slender fingers trembled, preventing him from moving.Then Nan Zhuo stood up with a pale face, and staggered a little towards the bathroom.

Xiao Guo followed immediately, and when he arrived, he saw Nan Zhuo pushing open the window in the bathroom.The fresh air became a bit suffocating at this time, Nan Zhuo coughed a few times, and cold sweat oozes from his forehead.

Xiao Guo was really panicked, he went over to support him, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with you?"

There was no one else in the bathroom, Nan Zhuo didn't even have time to close the door of the cubicle, so he leaned over and vomited out the soup he just drank.But this didn't seem to be because he was uncomfortable, but a psychologically triggered reaction. He even raised his hand and squeezed his throat to make himself vomit more thoroughly.

"Nan Zhuo? Nan Zhuo!" Xiao Guo squatted beside him, stroking his back with his hands, and felt the cold sweat on Nan Zhuo's body through his clothes.

Nan Zhuo slowed down and wiped the sweat off his face with the back of his hand.He showed a pale face, and looked at Xiao Guo.

His shoulders were still shivering with his breath, and he said in a trembling voice, "Xiao Guo..."

"I'm here," Xiao Guo supported his shoulders, "Are you feeling bad? I'll take you to the hospital."

Nan Zhuo shook his head and said with a strong nasal voice: "There is something wrong with the hot pot here."

In just a few moments, he seemed to have regained his strength, and stood up with Xiao Guo's hand.His lower eyelids were very red, and his tearful eyes held inexplicable hatred.

"There are poppy husks in the soup base," he said.

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