Xia Chang

During the Spring Festival holiday, there was finally a sunny day.

The winter vacation is coming to an end. After the winter rain, the scorching sun returns to the soul, tanning everything in the field of vision, which is warm, the back and the top of the head, and the green artificial lawn under the feet.

The football rolled overhead and smashed into the white goal. The goalkeeper fell to the ground and stood up quickly.

The community football game is held every year. Among a group of tall or strong adults, Liu Xiaobai looks thin and thin. His knees protrude because of his thinness, and they were ground red after falling.

When he was resting, he supported his leg joints with his hands and panted heavily, then turned and went to the stands on the side of the court.

Zhang Nian was wearing a dark gray overcoat and huddled up in a corner of the stand. He suddenly panicked and put his feet in sneakers that overlapped everything.

The eyes behind the glasses are all smiles.

"What are you laughing at?" Liu Xiaobai reached out to take the water glass he handed over, and sat down on the chair beside him. He was wearing a newly bought white and green jersey, his hair was damp on his forehead, and he swallowed it recklessly. A few mouthfuls.

In Zhang Nian's right hand was still the mobile phone with the screen turned on. He probably thought about it for a long time, and finally came up with a word of praise that he thought was reasonable, and said, "Good kick."

"No need," Liu Xiaobai waved his hands hastily, and tightened the lid of the water glass again. He said, "We might lose. I'm going to find the captain, bye."

Zhang Nian stretched out his hand, and suddenly waved to Liu Xiaobai. The two were very close, and Liu Xiaobai stood in front of Zhang Nian, blocking his view of the field, and also blocked a concealed holding hands.

In the warm spring, the whole body of a person is warm, even though the gust of wind is still cool, it suddenly lifted Zhang Nian's hair on his forehead.

He looked at Liu Xiaobai and didn't speak.

Liu Xiaobai was in a hurry, and he was very thin-skinned these days, so he couldn't restrain his sudden shyness, pretended to be careless, and asked him: "What are you doing?"

Zhang Nian didn't answer anything, and in the next second he suddenly came up and kissed the back of Liu Xiaobai's hand.

Zhang Nian is so tall, handsome and elegant, like a princess in a story who doesn't eat fireworks. Liu Xiaobai's hands are stained with dust and sweat, so he suddenly becomes embarrassed, and uses all his strength to break free from Zhang Nian's shackles, and puts his hands behind his back , he felt like a rough man who strayed into Taoyuan at this moment.

Zhang Nian also imitated Liu Xiaobai just now, sitting with his legs crossed in a not-so-wide position, he stared at Liu Xiaobai's flushed face, and said, "Let's go later."

Liu Xiaobai sat down again, this time squeezed next to Zhang Nian, the two got closer to talking, Liu Xiaobai's sweating body was restrained by Zhang Nian's arm.

"What do you want to eat?" Zhang Nian touched his ear.

Liu Xiaobai shook his head, with a faint smile on his lips, he replied softly: "It's fine, I can do it."

"I'm going to my dad's new house tonight, you can accompany me."

"It's not so good... okay." Liu Xiaobai frowned suddenly. He had such a handsome face and a pair of dark and energetic eyes, so he didn't look like the athlete that many people thought he was.

Zhang Nian's palm was pressed against his shoulder bone.

Zhang Nian suddenly asked him very gentlemanly: "Can I give you a kiss?"

Liu Xiaobai feels that the greatest contribution of love from the moment of growing up to the present is to make Zhang Nian emerge from indifference and become a mature and moderately active person.

Liu Xiaobai nodded with difficulty. He closed his eyes and turned his face slightly, pretending to be having an intimate conversation.

Zhang Nian's palm was pressed against his shoulder, and the two of them were in the sun, like toffee that was about to melt and then mixed together. Liu Xiaobai hadn't done a few crazy things since he was born, but he was still in his third year of high school. , kissed Zhang Nian in a crowded place.

I don't know if it was discovered.

Later, Liu Xiaobai failed to score a goal, and was pushed down by his opponent's grumpy defender and fell forward to the ground. The opponent was an adult over 30 years old, not as tall as Liu Xiaobai, but his arms and thighs were full of swollen muscles.

In the first second before the dispute began, the two were pulled by teammates from both sides.

The game was originally without suspense, but it was suspended for nearly 10 minutes on the eve of the end. Liu Xiaobai was so wronged that he was about to cry, and he gritted his teeth to endure it. As soon as he turned around, he suddenly became dizzy.

After wiping his mouth, he realized that there was bright red blood mixed with saliva on the back of his hand.

Zhang Nian stepped on a pair of sneakers, the edges of his high-top socks were covered by the bottom of his jeans, and his whole body was in a harmonious and well-organized outfit. He walked over from a long distance, covered Liu Xiaobai's mouth with a square tissue, and walked over from behind. hold him.

"Uncle, leave me your contact information, and I will ask you to reimburse the medical expenses when the time comes," Zhang Nian handed over the mobile phone, and the instigator was standing beside the referee not far away, frowning without any shame.

He tapped the WeChat number on Zhang Nian's cell phone.

Liu Xiaobai suddenly coughed a few times, his mouth and gums hurt, his whole body was supported by Zhang Nian so that he would not collapse and fall down.

"It's okay, the mouth is broken." Zhang Nian checked Liu Xiaobai's mouth, and asked him to drink water to rinse his mouth first. The rusty taste was on the base of the tongue, which did not dissipate for a long time.

The two stood in the corner of the football field, covered by the sun, Zhang Nian gripped Liu Xiaobai's wrist, and said before the game continued, "Safety comes first."

"Okay." Liu Xiaobai spit out the light red water into the floor drain next to the playground.

It was Liu Xiaobai who insisted on finishing the game. Zhang Nian was always worried for the next ten minutes. He knew that this was just a community activity for the Spring Festival holiday. Or people who fish in troubled waters.

So suddenly feel sad.

Liu Xiaobai can do the things he likes well, but he always loses opportunities in the real environment. He gave up comics and left the school football team because of fights.

Liu Xiaobai stroked his sweaty hair back while running, the dazzling sunlight reflected the whole field bright green, it was a hypothetical, once summer.

At that time, Zhang Nian also knew Liu Xiaobai, and he was friends with Liu Xiaobai. They talked about study and love, career and life; they seemed to be unable to stand the cold after a long period of scorching heat, so when winter came, they decided to hold each other tightly. hand.

Zhang Nian stared at the dark phone screen under the sun. On it was the message Xia Honglin sent him yesterday, saying, "The day after tomorrow my best friend Teacher Gu will come to my house and talk to you about studying abroad. She is very experienced."

At this time, a sharp whistle suddenly rang in his ears, Zhang Nian ordered his thoughts to stop, he raised his head, and stuffed his mobile phone into the side pocket of his coat.

The balcony on the third floor of the new villa is suitable for watching stars.

But there were more clouds, gray-black flocs floating on the dark blue sky. Liu Xiaobai was wearing shorts and a vest, curled up on the sofa in the corner of the bedroom.

Zhang Nian closed the curtains with the remote control.

He dug out a stack of financial magazines from the bedside cabinet, searched downstairs for a long time, and finally found an English novel. He told Liu Xiaobai: "Look at this."

"I've seen it." Liu Xiaobai walked towards the bed, and then sat on the edge of the bed.

Both of them were dressed thinly, soaked in the hot wind together, stepped on the mattress with their bare feet, and began to smile inexplicably face to face.

Liu Xiaobai murmured repeatedly: "I've really seen it..."

The cover of the book was flat and dry, and Zhang Nian was slowly turning the pages. The moment the two looked at each other again, there seemed to be a fog in each other's eyes.