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The little boy watched the fireworks exploding outside through the window.

This one is golden-yellow, like a chrysanthemum, and looks like a waterfall when the sparks disperse; that one is crimson, with some green inside, such bright colors can catch people's eyes tightly when they bloom.

The little boy was a little fascinated by it, and the pen in his hand fell out of nowhere. He saw a child downstairs playing "little snowflakes", and the little boy from the neighbor's house held a burning "little snowflake" and chased after him. A little girl, the little girl backs away while grinning.

The little boy leaned over and stretched out his hand over the desk, trying to open the window to see the fireworks more clearly...

Suddenly, a big hand was in front of his eyes, pulled the curtain over, and then the big hand waved towards him...

Yang Siyuan opened his eyes abruptly, sweating profusely from his brow.

It was dark in front of my eyes, and only the peripheral vision could catch a little light.

He exhaled a few breaths and slowly recovered from the dream.

He settled down and sat up, his legs a little numb.

He looked down, a summer cool quilt was covering his stomach, and looked up again, and saw Li Yu'an sitting at the table writing something.

The desk was next to the bed, but the light was too weak for him to see clearly.

"Cough." His throat was a little congested, and he cleared his throat with a cough.

Hearing the sound, Li Yu'an turned his head and said, "Are you awake?"

"Ah. I'm sorry, maybe I'm too tired. What time is it?" Yang Siyuan folded the quilt and said.

"Before eight o'clock, rest when you're tired, it's okay." Li Yu'an said.

Li Yu'an's desk lamp had a warm light, probably because he was afraid that the light would be too bright and would dazzle Yang Siyuan, so he adjusted it to the darkest level and lowered the desk lamp to avoid shining on the bed.

He spoke to Yang Siyuan against the light, Yang Siyuan couldn't see his face clearly, he could only see his outline outlined by the light, and a little light reflected from the edge of his glasses.He was hidden in the darkness, and his voice seemed to come from a dry well that never saw the light of day.

Looking at each other in the dark is always a bit strange, Yang Siyuan froze for a few seconds.

"Are you going home now?" Li Yu'an asked.

"Ah, that, wait a little longer, my legs are a little numb..." Yang Siyuan said quickly.

Li Yu'an nodded and said, "Then sit down for a while."

"Hmm." Yang Siyuan pinched his leg lightly and asked, "What are you writing?"

Li Yu'an subconsciously glanced at the paper on the table with his head turned slightly, and paused for a while before saying, "The manuscript."

"Manuscript? Wow, you still contribute? Hiss—" Yang Siyuan was surprised for a moment, his hands moved a little harder, and he shuddered when he was pinched.

"Composition collection or something, I can't write anything else." Li Yu'an said and turned around.

"You are amazing..." Yang Siyuan praised sincerely.

Li Yu'an didn't speak, didn't continue to write, just sat.

Yang Siyuan turned his head to look at Li Yuan's profile.He seemed to be thinking about something, his eyes were lost in thought, his mouth was tightly pursed, and he was rubbing the foot of the page with his right hand.

My goodness, the lashes are so long.Oh my god, that's a few eyelids.Yang Siyuan stared into his eyes and suddenly thought.

What are you thinking... He frowned, but his eyes still couldn't leave Li Yu'an.

So... In the morning, I have to get up early and walk a long way to go to class, and then I have to go a long way to go to a restaurant to work, and then continue to go to class under the sun at noon, and I may continue to go to work in the evening, and I have to write a manuscript when I come back at night... Yang Siyuan Looking at Li Yu'an's tired eyes, he thought.

"I'm tired..." He blurted out, and immediately regretted it.A person with Li Yu'an's personality should not like other people to have such so-called sympathy, pity, or distress for him.It was okay to talk casually before, but the key is that now in such an atmosphere, the tone of his words is still very sincere, and the feeling is more subtle, and the atmosphere seems to be more dignified.He gritted his teeth and scolded himself inwardly.

When Li Yu'an heard it, he was obviously stunned for a moment, his finger movements stopped, his eyelashes trembled, and his eyes were a little erratic.

"...It's okay." He seemed to be hastily adjusting his state, and said something perfunctory.

At that time, Yang Siyuan didn't know why, and the words "flattered" suddenly flashed in his mind.

"Then... I'll go back first. You are still injured, go to bed early. If you don't feel well tomorrow afternoon, don't go to class, just find time to make up for it." Yang Siyuan closed his eyes and shook away those messy thoughts, and said cracklingly.

"The restaurant is because I'm afraid of scaring people. I will go to your class." Li Yu'an probably adjusted his state, and said seriously.

"...All right. I'm leaving." Yang Siyuan said helplessly.

"There are no street lights outside, so I'll take you out." Li Yu'an stood up, took a flashlight from the bedside, and said.

Yang Siyuan was pushing the bicycle, while Li Yu'an was holding a flashlight, followed by a little gray dog.

The night was too dark, there was no moonlight, and there were not even half a star. Yang Siyuan looked up, but he didn't know where to put the focus.

"Do you never look at the road when you walk?" Li Yu'an glanced at him and couldn't help asking.

Yang Siyuan chuckled lightly, turned his head to look at Li Yuan, and said, "I haven't seen the road so many times, how could I be used by you here?"

Li Yu'an didn't speak or look at him. Yang Siyuan always thought it was fun for Li Yu'an to be beaten back like this, so he looked at him with a smile. laugh it out.

However, before he could laugh for a while, he almost fell to the ground.

"Oh my god!" There was a raised brick under his feet, which tripped him hard, and he subconsciously grabbed the handlebar, and the car he was carrying shook back and forth as a result.

If Li Yu'an hadn't held onto the car, I'm afraid even people and cars would hug the ground now.

Yang Siyuan stabilized his body, moved his toes, and turned to look at Li Yu'an.

As a result, Li Yu'an couldn't move, still looking forward, but obviously holding back a smile.

"...Laugh as long as you laugh." Yang Siyuan whispered, looking at the cart honestly.

While Yang Siyuan was concentrating on looking at the road, the corners of Li Yu'an's mouth curled up slightly.

After sending Yang Siyuan away, Li Yu'an went home and finished writing the last manuscript, then lay on the bed, listening to the dog barking outside.Yang Siyuan's reaction made him puzzled. He neither physically disliked the place nor felt disgusted. He could even fall asleep... How is that possible... Li Yuan closed his eyes, maybe he was just pretending for a while , maybe time will give itself the answer.

He felt that Yang Siyuan would be very disgusted, but what Yang Siyuan thought about on the way home was "it's hard work".

Some of the classmates Yang Siyuan knew worked part-time during the holidays, but they all did so to earn pocket money or simply to stay away from their parents.

He always felt that Li Yu'an seemed to be different from those people.

There was no one in his house, and except for the bed being a double bed, there were no other traces that looked like two or three people had lived there.

And in that room, at most two people can live there... and they have to be of the same sex.

Yang Siyuan has really broken into a world that he has only heard of but never seen, a seemingly heavy, dilapidated, busy and helpless world.He didn't know why, but he just had the feeling.

When he returned home, it felt like time-traveling.

The house was empty, and the lights were on in the parents' bedroom, probably because Chen Limei had already returned, because Yang Jianxin wouldn't be so quiet at home by himself.

Instead of looking for his mother, he yelled "I'm back" and went back to his room.

Naturally, there was no response to that sound.

For some reason, he was quite tired, so he lay down on the bed, plugged in his earphones, and prepared to take a rest before going to take a shower and sleep.

At this moment, the phone rang suddenly, it was a message from Qin Ziliang.

"I'm going on a trip tomorrow, with my parents. I'm going for about two weeks."

Yang Siyuan: "Hey... that's fun."

Qin Ziliang: "I will figure out this messy relationship between children in front of the great rivers and mountains."

Yang Siyuan: "Well... I like you."

Qin Ziliang: "If I figure it out, I'll bring you special products back."

Yang Siyuan: "Hey..."

Yang Siyuan felt helpless, this was not Qin Ziliang's usual painting style at all.He didn't know how to answer the call, so he could only reply like this.

Qin Ziliang didn't send any more messages, Yang Siyuan threw the phone aside, rubbed his face and sighed.

Counting from this night, Yang Jianxin has been away from home for a total of three days and has not called the mother and son.

Chen Limei kept a straight face every day, and she restrained her face when facing Yang Siyuan, but when she was cooking or doing something by herself, she always had a dark face, and sometimes she muttered something.

Chen Limei called Yang Jianxin's company, only to learn that Yang Jianxin hadn't been to the company for several days.

She didn't know where Yang Jianxin had gone, let alone Yang Siyuan.

In other words, Yang Siyuan never knew where his father was when he was not at home.It is not an exaggeration to say that he can't even remember where his father's company is.

Chen Limei was moody, Yang Siyuan was used to it.So when Yang Jianxin was not at home, he didn't feel so uncomfortable.

He plays ball and draws every day as usual...and attends classes.

Li Yu'an was so stupid that he insisted on coming to class even though he was carrying a big bag. Yang Siyuan persuaded him several times but he was indifferent.

This day, August [-]th, is very auspicious.

When Li Yuan was about to leave after class, Yang Siyuan was observing his forehead again.

"Why doesn't it change when I look at it? Why isn't it small at all?" He looked back and forth.

"...Can you stop looking at it?" Li Yu'an felt awkward being stared at like a sculpture.

Yang Siyuan retracted his head, blinked at him for a while, and said seriously: "Xueba, do you know what day it is today?"

Li Yu'an was taken aback for a moment, and cast a puzzled look.

Yang Siyuan sighed exaggeratedly and said, "You...today..."

Before he could finish speaking, a roar suddenly interrupted him—"Chen Limei!"

This sound announced that his father, who had not been home for three days, had returned.

Yang Siyuan was startled and almost bit his tongue, and Li Yuan was so shocked that he dropped his notebook.

"What are you shouting for!" Chen Limei asked for leave and didn't go to work, which was bad news.

"What the hell are you doing in my company!" Yang Jianxin's roar was too penetrating.

What did Chen Limei call over there? Yang Siyuan could no longer hear clearly, he frowned and clenched his fists.

"I'll see you off." Yang Siyuan said.

"Yes." Li Yu'an understood the situation and agreed.

"Aren't you going to the restaurant?" Yang Siyuan asked.

"Go, I'll just wear a hat. I've been very busy recently." Li Yuan pointed to the hat on the table.

"Okay, let's go." Yang Siyuan stopped persuading.

Yang Siyuan was obviously holding back his anger, he didn't speak all the way, and he rode a little fast.

There were indeed a lot of people in the shop, and when the proprietress saw Li Yu'an as if she had seen her own son, she dragged him over and put him on the little rabbit.

"Hi~" As soon as Yang Siyuan entered, Chen Miao waved to him.

"Didn't go to my house at noon today, are you coming here tonight?" Yang Siyuan sat down, restrained his anger, and asked.

"Occasionally. I have something to do at noon, so I didn't make it." Chen Miao stared at Li Yu'an who was wearing a belt, and waved to him: "Order!"

"What to eat?" Li Yu'an asked without being surprised.

"I want plain cold noodles." Chen Miao rested her chin and blinked at Li Yu'an.

Li Yu'an couldn't resist such enthusiasm, so he immediately turned his head and asked Yang Siyuan, "What about you?"

"Same as before." Yang Siyuan said.

Li Yu'an understood and didn't dare to look at Chen Miao, turned around and left.

"You have a bad complexion, are you arguing again?" Chen Miao asked Yang Siyuan after staring at Li Yu'an and leaving.

"Yes." Yang Siyuan tore off the packaging of the disposable chopsticks.

"Da Yang, don't worry about their affairs. It's not enough to worry about." Chen Miao looked at him and said in a soft voice.

"If I want to take care of it, I won't run out." Yang Siyuan broke off the sticky wooden chopsticks, and they broke apart.He was stunned for a second, then threw it forward, looked at the chopsticks that had been cut into two pieces and smiled wryly: "Besides, I can't even control myself, so how can I control them."

Chen Miao glanced at him, threw away the pair of chopsticks, and handed him a new pair of chopsticks.

"Don't talk about this, it's annoying. Hey, how long are you going to chase?" Yang Siyuan shook his head, took the chopsticks, turned his head and glanced at Li Yu'an and said.

As soon as Chen Miao heard that he was going to talk about Li Yu'an, she regained her spirits and stared at Li Yu'an with bright eyes.

"Li Yu'an... is interesting." Chen Miao said.

"What?" Yang Siyuan asked in surprise.

"He wasn't from No. [-] Middle School before." Chen Miao said.

"I know this. Lao Qin said that he was transferred from the third year of high school." Yang Siyuan nodded and said.

"My brother knows too little." Chen Miao waved her hand disapprovingly: "He used to be a boarding student in No. [-] Middle School. His mother was hit by Liang Hao and broke an arm. He gave some money privately to settle the matter. His mother took the money and agreed, but he didn't say anything, just stared at Liang Hao..."

Yang Siyuan frowned and interrupted him: "Where did you hear it?"

"Liang Hao said it." Chen Miao said.

"Stop inquiring about such things." Yang Siyuan said in a low voice.

"I didn't inquire about it. Liang Hao said it before, but I didn't know it was him at the time. I only found out now." Chen Miao continued, "Liang Hao, that bastard, I think he is actually afraid of Li Yu'an, otherwise he wouldn't Go to school to block him. In the end, both sides were injured, and Li Yu'an was transferred from No. [-] Middle School."

"I feel sorry for him." Chen Miao said softly, looking at Li Yu'an's busy figure.

Yang Siyuan's brows had never been stretched, and he didn't have any impression of what he talked with Chen Miao later.

After Chen Miao left, he still didn't recover completely, and chewed peanuts absently.

"Let's go, I'm leaving get off work early." Li Yu'an urged him after changing his clothes.

"Oh." Yang Siyuan said in a daze.

It was the parents quarreling again, and Li Yu'an's background was running around in Yang Siyuan's mind, making him a little distracted.

Li Yu'an glanced at him secretly, seeing that his expression was not good, thinking that he was still sad about the quarrel at home.

He wasn't the type to start a conversation, but at this moment he subconsciously said, "What you said this afternoon... what day is today?"

Yang Siyuan was pulled back all of a sudden, his mind cleared up a bit, and he pulled himself together and said, "Oh...well...today, the Beijing Olympics!"

Li Yu'an was stunned.

"Look at the opening ceremony, now...it's still too late..." Yang Siyuan looked down at his watch and said casually, but then his voice trailed off when he realized that his home might still be a battlefield.

Yang Siyuan turned his watch as if hiding his emotions.

Li Yu'an looked at him, thinking he was looking at a lost child.Yes, he is one year older than Yang Siyuan after all.

"How about...go to my house?" He struggled for a while, and finally asked carefully.

"Really?" Yang Siyuan's eyes lit up when he heard that.

"The TV is very old, I don't watch it often, maybe... I don't know very well." Li Yu'an was not used to seeing his hot eyes, and said with eyes dodging.

"No, it's okay! Come on, I'll take you!" Yang Siyuan couldn't hide his happiness, patted the car seat and said.

"...you remember—" Li Yuan sat up and said.

"I know I know, watch the way!" Yang Siyuan interrupted him, his voice full of joy. "Sit still? I have to ride faster, I can't miss it!"

Li Yu'an didn't understand where his excitement was. If there was no live broadcast, wouldn't there be replays?

He bowed his head, probably because he was really bored.

Thinking about Yang Siyuan's childlike reaction just now, Li Yu'an couldn't help laughing.