Tachycardia

The final exam was passed without any risk, and it was winter vacation in a blink of an eye.

On the day of the holiday, there was heavy snowfall all over the sky, and as soon as the temperature dropped to the lowest temperature in winter in the city, looking around, the city was covered in silver, and the dry branches were also dyed a dazzling white.

Pedestrians came and went, the hot breath dissipated between their lips and teeth in an instant, and the thick snow on the road surface made a "cracking" sound, leaving strange footprints one after another.

When Wen Jinran came out of the examination room, Jin Wendong was already leaning on the corridor guardrail.

He quit smoking. Although the addiction is not great, after quitting something, there is always some subconscious "addiction" left in his body, so the pen in his hand is turned around, which shows a kind of boredom invisibly. lonely.

Wen Jinran walked up to him, Jin Wendong pinched his face, and didn't mention the exam, "Why is your face so cold, did you not drink the hot water you were asked to bring in?"

"I'm a little nervous," he stood obediently without struggling, "I'm also afraid that water will spill out when the lid is unscrewed and the paper will be wet."

Jin Wendong turned to hold his hand, and sighed after touching it, "With your physique, if you don't have my warm hands in winter, how can you survive?"

Wen Jinran was not angry: "I lived 18 years without you before."

"All right, all right, you're the best," Jin Wendong didn't argue with him, his palms were warm all year round, but Wen Jinran was the opposite, especially in winter, it felt like ice cubes to the touch, causing trouble. It made him tremble with fear every time, for fear that Wen Jinran would suffer a minor illness, "Anyway, school is over now, it's still early, let's go eat hot pot?"

Wen Jinran's whole head was tucked into the hat, only his eyes were exposed, and he looked very innocent and ignorant. He used to be afraid of the cold winter, because in this season, no matter how cold others are, they just need to wrap a few more layers of clothes on their bodies. Duo also felt the cold wind go straight to the bones.

Song Yaxiang pampered him, bought floor heating at home, and turned on the air conditioner from time to time. In winter, the humidifier could hardly stop working.

This made the school cold even more, and also made Jin Wendong feel warm like a popsicle on his body every time he saw him. At first, he was so scared that he wanted to drag him to the infirmary, but later he got used to it. , I will work hard as an artificial heater.

The hot pot restaurant is very lively, as soon as you enter the door, the hot air blows in your face, mixed with the aroma of the soup. At this time, many office workers are also off work. Jin Wendong looked around, but he almost couldn't find a place.

It happened that someone in the cubicle had finished eating, paid the bill and left, so they made a hole. The waiter stepped forward and quickly cleared the table and asked them to order.

Wen Jinran didn't like to eat these, and waited quietly for Jin Wendong to order, but he opened his mouth and ordered a few plates of vegetarian dishes, and the soup base was not spicy.

After serving the dishes, Wen Jinran took the chopsticks and saw Jin Wendong smiling at him.

——He didn't know how to describe that smile.

The steaming water vapor was bubbling, and after spending half a year together day and night, Jin Wendong's handsome face seemed to have matured a lot. The period when a boy transitioned to a man was actually a childish but very charming stage, but when childishness and self-satisfaction recede, time wears away With the green edges and corners on the big boy's body, this kind of charm will settle down.

Wen Jinran was undoubtedly fascinated by his smile.

He was a little dazed, and in the hazy water vapor, Jin Wendong lowered his head and helped him start mixing the dipping sauce.

After eating the hot pot, I went out of the shop. It was already dark, and the wind knife was scraped against my face, instantly turning the tip of Wen Jinran's nose red. They refused to leave first.

Originally, the temperature during the day was enough for him, needless to say at night.

Jin Wendong unfolded the down jacket on the outside of the school uniform, and wrapped him directly in the clothes. Wen Jinran's chest was Wen Jinran's favorite place to warm his hands, and it was the place where he felt the safest in the world, followed by Jin Wendong's chest. Wen Dong's hands, occasionally entangled his legs, and his mother's home.

Thinking of home, Wen Jinran hugged Jin Wendong's thin and strong waist, rested his chin on his chest, and raised his small face to look at him: "The lights are not on at home, so my mother may not be here."

Jin Wendong smiled maliciously: "The little landlord can seduce people?"

Wen Jinran beat him immediately without mercy, "Then I'm leaving."

"Don't," Jin Wendong pulled him, wrapping his right arm around him, "Go, go home and have a look."

There are lights in the corridor, but the lights are not too bright, Wen Jinran seldom walks in front, dragging him up the stairs, reaching the door of the house, hesitating how to open the door.

Jin Wendong couldn't hold back his joy and said, "We two are like having an affair, it's really exciting."

Wen Jinran: "..."

In the end he opened the door, Song Yaxiang was not there, the living room was very tidy, it looked like it had been cleaned, the humidifier was on, and there was food left for him on the table.

Wen Jinran went to open the insulated box, and the tangy aroma of rice immediately dispersed.He looked at the food inside, all his favorites, and he closed it with a little guilt.

Jin Wendong turned on the TV in the past, and continued to watch the series where he missed several episodes because of the exam, his posture was more comfortable than coming to his own home, he waved to Wen Jinran: "Come here, baby."

Wen Jinran put down her schoolbag and put it into his arms consciously, "Shall we warm up the meal on the table tomorrow?"

"Okay." Jin Wendong understood what he was thinking. He just felt that he had let down Song Yaxiang's wishes, and he casually scanned the TV and rubbed his hair. "Then have it for lunch tomorrow? I'll buy you steamed buns for breakfast. "

One month before the final exam, Wen Jinran's nerves were in a tense state, and as soon as he relaxed, he began to fall asleep in his arms, with sleepy eyes, and he still nodded.

Jin Wendong lowered the TV sound, lowered his head and kissed his lips, sucked lightly a few mouthfuls, then reluctantly let go, and said softly, "Go to sleep."

The lights are dazzling, and Wen Jinran rarely wants to sleep. He is afraid of waking him up, so he covers his eyes with his hand. The sound of the TV is so low that there is almost no sound. He just watches the actor's mouth opening and closing, and the subtitles float in front of his eyes, but he can't see anything. go in.

It was snowing heavily outside the window.

The house is like warm spring.

After a while, Wen Jinran was already sound asleep.

Jin Wendong hugged him a little tighter in his arms, put his chin on the top of his head, and found a comfortable position, and heard his warm breathing like a small animal.

The honey pot in my heart turned upside down, and tenderness poured into my limbs.

He fell asleep together.

The cold winter is bitter, and the coldest time of the year is the few days after the start of the winter vacation. This temperature will last until the end of the Spring Festival, until the real spring comes, when the green branches sprout and the flowers bloom.

Originally, the winter vacation in the third year of high school was short, and their homeroom teacher was still studying and organized a cram school. Wen Jinran was miserable, and every day it was still daylight, he would get out of bed and rush to study cram school.

But in fact, every class in their third year of high school organized tutoring activities, which was also acquiesced by the school. Whenever Wen Jinran woke up early in the morning and saw the same classmates who were yawning, the complaints in his heart disappeared.

But the most unlucky one was Jin Wendong.

He learned from Lao Wang's amazed emotion that in the past, Jin Wendong would never take this kind of tutoring class, and he could even skip the serious class, let alone this kind of review-based class.

Wen Jinran understood that it was because of himself. Every time he saw Jin Wendong sitting obediently in his seat that day, he felt a sweetness in his heart, an indescribable feeling, a little complacent, and more happy.