old city newcomer

The temperature in June has risen, and the short sleeves are sticking to the back with sweat stains.Gu Tong walked in the rose alley and lifted the clothes on the back with his hands, but he didn't feel any relief from the heat on his body.

It was late at night, and there was silence everywhere.

When he reached the vermilion gate, Gu Tong's pace slowed down. He stared at the door for a long time, while the old man Qi's words were playing in his head.

He didn't understand some feelings, and he didn't understand some attachments. The only thing that was clear was that if the door in front of him was opened, Qi An would no longer be inside, and he couldn't accept it.

A thought of "not so good" popped up in my heart, after thinking about it, I tried my best to suppress it first.

As soon as Gu Tong stepped into the yard, the sky began to drizzle on his back. He had to take a bath anyway, and he didn't want to avoid it. He just felt tired. He leaned his head against the back of the chair, raised his face to welcome the first rain this summer, and sleepiness quickly crept to his head.

He didn't know when Qi An came back, but when he was standing next to Gu Tong, Gu Tong had almost no buffer and woke up instantly.

He rubbed his eyes, didn't look at Qi An, but just stared at his hands, not knowing how to explain.

Gu Tong finally felt that he had somewhat changed.

Whether this change was due to Qi An, he couldn't tell, or maybe it was some kind of growth that time would definitely bring him.It's just that at this moment he really wants to hug Qi An, not as childish as in the past, but like a reliable friend, giving him more strength.

"Grandpa..." Gu Tong looked at the fish tank not far away, Qi Xin probably predicted that it would rain today, so she put a plastic sheet on the fish tank earlier: "How is it?"

There was a "snap" sound from the lighter, and Qi An scratched his ears with his cigarette dangling in his hand and said, "It's all right."

"Yeah." Gu Tong nodded blankly.

The courtyard is very quiet, with that kind of sense of comfort and tranquility, but what is quieter than the courtyard is the relationship between him and Qi An.

Gu Tong was not good at dealing with such embarrassing situations before, Qi An would not take the initiative to talk to him, if he didn't talk, it seemed to give Gu Tong the illusion that he would never speak again.

So he felt that taking a shower and sleeping was what he should do now.

When he got up and passed by Qi An, Qi An grabbed his hand.

Gu Tong was taken aback for a moment, apparently he did not expect Qi An to take the initiative, and his footsteps immediately seemed to be filled with lead, and he couldn't lift up no matter what.

"Tell me." Qi An looked at the gauze on his hand, his long and thin fingers were exposed, and his palm was wrapped into a silkworm chrysalis: "What should I do to you in the future."

Gu Tong didn't answer, he didn't know what to say.

Qi An didn't ask him this question.

"You always surprise me." Qi An pulled the corner of his mouth with difficulty: "I am not accepting your 'care' all the time."

"Are you being polite to me?" Gu Tong turned his sideways body around, Qi An's lifeless face was clearly reflected in his icy blue pupils.

Qi An took a deep breath with the cigarette in his mouth, quickly took it away, and flicked the ash into the open space next to him twice.

Gu Tong looked down at the cigarette in his hand: "I did not do right about your uncle."

Again.

Qi An frowned, he knew everything, Gu Tong would definitely embrace him.

Just like him.

But no matter what Qi An is burdened with, it is ultimately a matter of the yard and his family.

As for Gu Tong, when Qi An knew that Gu Yan and his wife had a child, and he should have returned to the United States to live a carefree life, he regretted one thing very much.

He shouldn't have kissed Gu Tong.

You shouldn't confiscate your temper and drag such a beautiful person into the endless abyss.

Qi An calmed down, he didn't think about how to respond, but a sentence slipped out of his subconscious mind: "I think..."

"I'm going to sleep." Gu Tong withdrew her hand and smiled perfunctorily at him.

"Go to bed early." Gu Tong said, "Don't leave me alone."

It rained a little harder.

Gu Tong came out of the bathroom and hid under the eaves along the corner of the room to avoid the rain.

Qi An was still sitting in the yard, but he didn't smoke anymore, he really couldn't light a fire under such heavy rain.

Pan Yang kicked his legs and put an arm on Lu Chunze.Lu Chunze didn't wake up either, he just turned over and moved closer to Gu Tong's bed, Pan Yang's arm slid down his back onto his bed.

Gu Tong put down the towel, grabbed the freshly blown hair twice, it was soft and fluffy.

There was a thunder in the middle of the night, Gu Tong's body trembled and he woke up.

The tip of his nose rubbed against a person's skin, he calmed down and looked up quietly.

I saw Qi An's chin. If you look closely, you can still see a layer of fluffy hair on his face.

Gu Tong squeezed into his arms, Qi An tightened his arms around his waist, and they both fell asleep together.

The female squad leader and Yang Chongfeng treated Gu Tong as a serious patient, helping with cooking and doing homework, they were extremely busy.

She looked more excited than when Gu Tong was not injured.

Yang Chongfeng also stopped passing notes to Gu Tong, and he said everything directly to his face. Gu Tong even thanked himself for the sudden injury, which saved him from having to write "Thank you" several times a day. ".

What remains unchanged every day is to review with Qi An.

What troubled Qi An was that Gu Tong didn't have to take the final exam, so all his attention was put on him, urging him to memorize the formulas, and he couldn't even fall asleep.

When Qi An was really bored, he would secretly hug Gu Tong to relieve his unbearable pressure of reviewing.

As soon as the final exam was over, all the first-year students were pushed to the same fork in the road.

Arts and science classes.

Pan Yang is the most indifferent, whichever class Qi An and Lu Chunze go to, he will go to that class.

Lu Chunze has never been biased, so the decision of these two people rests with Qi An.

Judging from Gu Tong's comprehensive grades, science is more ideal than liberal arts. Although he can now read and write Chinese fluently, after all, it is still a bit difficult for him to read a large amount of text.

Qi An suggested that he choose science.

Knowing Qi An's thoughts, Gu Tong glanced at him: "Anyway, I'm going back to the United States sooner or later, who said that he would stay with me every step of the way for three years in high school?"

Qi An smiled wryly.

It's so hard to die for digging such a big hole for yourself.

The four hit it off and chose liberal arts.

Gu Tong finished reading the "dictionary", two thick books, and he still couldn't get enough of it after reading it.

He read several English translations of "Old City" and "Hutong" written by Chinese, and he always felt that there were many details that were different from what he had seen.

The feeling is also different.

As soon as the summer vacation was over, Gu Tong became busy.

He found out his drawing board. He hasn't moved it since he finished drawing Spider-Man for Pan Yang last time. During the summer vacation, he wanted to draw something.

Qi An is busier than him. Sometimes he delivers goods to a few old customers, and sometimes he leads a tour group. Every time he leads a group, Gu Tong will follow him. When he stops for free activities, Gu Tong will find a wooden chair and sit down. Draw a landscape map of the Shina Sea.

Sometimes this ease gives him an illusion.

He and Qi An sat alone on the varnished bench, neither disturbing the other.Qi An was smoking a cigarette, playing with a walnut in his hand, and beside him was the small red flag of the tour guide.Gu Tong concentrated on measuring the composition with a pencil and was busy on the paper.

Although the hot weather made them all sweat a lot, the joy/joyfulness of falling on the bed after going home to take a shower is the kind of comfort that Gu Tong enjoys most.

In mid-August, when Qi An's birthday was approaching, Gu Tong hadn't thought about what gift to give him.

The earrings given in advance were bought as a friend, but now the status is different, so the gift will naturally change accordingly.

different identities.

Boy friend.

Gu Tong secretly smiled.

This is the first time he thought of using this title to define himself in Qi An.

Gu Tong has been thinking about this question since a long time ago. Qi An, who can be bought by money, doesn't value it, and it doesn't make any sense. After the suggestion, his helpless expression lit up instantly.

"Draw this yard and give it to him." Qi Xin tightened the rope and cut off the excess thread, then burned the end of the thread with a lighter and said, "Draw a picture of each angle, and also draw 'big sister' and 'little point' Son' draw in."

During the rest of the summer vacation, Gu Tong often sat at the door of Qi Xin's house, holding a drawing board and drawing the yard of Qi's house.

When painting, I can always observe details that I usually don’t notice. For example, there are patterns on the sides of wooden tables and chairs, some of the patterns on the fish tank are hand-painted, the pomegranate trees are neatly built, and the flowers in the pavilion are all Fix it with thin and narrow wood... These are all made by Qi An.

The more you see, the more you can feel how much Qi An attaches importance to this courtyard, and the more Gu Tong can understand his intentions.

On Qi An's birthday, Gu Tong still had the last picture to draw, but Qi An didn't intend to go out today, so he discussed with Qi Xin, ordered a cake for him with his mobile phone, and asked him to go to Xiejie in person Pick it up from the bakery.

Lu Chunze is still on his way here, and the old man is still recuperating in the hospital, but he will be discharged soon.There is no one in the courtyard at the moment, so Gu Tong can draw the last one without distraction, and gather together seventeen to give to Qi An.

This is Qi An's 17th birthday.

Qi Xin sat next to him, eyes closed, the sun shining through the pomegranate tree, casting tiny spots of light on her face one after another.

"Little Tong." Qi Xin called him softly.

Gu Tong was finishing the last painting, so he responded casually.

"Thank you." Qi Xin said.

The tip of the pen paused, Gu Tong froze for a moment, then turned to look at her blankly, not understanding what the thank you meant.

"I heard from Qi An that you were helping me find a doctor." Qi Xin opened her eyes, with a smile on her brows and mouth, which fascinated Gu Tong for a moment: "I know it will be troublesome, really Thank you."

Gu Tong didn't know what to reply, she always felt that she was talking too much, so she just nodded dully.

"My leg was injured in a car accident. Grandpa found a job for my dad that year, driving a bus. In order to urge him to go to work on time, Qi An and I would accompany him in the car and supervise him in our free time. "Qi Xin spoke very slowly and softly, as if she was talking about something unrelated to herself: "He often stays up all night in the chess and card room, and the next day he must be driving tired. Fortunately, that day It happened to be the morning shift, and Qi An and I were the only ones in the car, and when the truck crashed into Qi An, I was able to respond in time to give him a hand."

Gu Tong unconsciously stretched out her hand and held Qi Xin.

"Life is often faced with many uncontrollable things." Qi Xin patted the back of his hand and said with a smile: "So things we can control, don't give them a bad ending."

"I said this to Qi An. He has a stubborn temper and is stubborn. He doesn't listen to others and only competes with himself." Qi Xin raised her head again, and the sparse leaves swayed in the wind: "He should give himself a Chance."

Gu Tong was silent for a long time after listening.

Then he rubbed his nose, and said a little embarrassedly: "Sister, what about you?"

Qi Xin turned her head to look at him.

Gu Tong continued: "Will you give yourself a chance?"

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