live next door

After eating, Yongxiang put away the bowls, stood beside the mother who was washing the dishes, and whispered, "Mom, I went to find Brother Yixiu."

Mom looked at him and said, "Go."

Yong Xiang went out and knocked on Meng Xiu's door first, then opened it without Meng Xiu's opening.Enter the door, close the door.There is no one in the living room, maybe they are typing in the bedroom.

This house is the same size as Yongxiang's house, with two bedrooms, a toilet, and the kitchen is connected to the living room.Yong Xiang knocked on the door of a bedroom, but there was no sound from inside.He walked to another bedroom, opened the door and was about to go in, but froze at the door.

This bedroom was covered with white cloth, and dust accumulated on the white cloth. It seemed that no one had lived in it for a long time.

Yong Xiang walked in, gently lifted a white cloth, under the white cloth seemed to be a photo, a corner of the white cloth was lifted, revealing a corner of the photo frame.

"what are you doing!"

Yongxiang was startled by the sudden shouting, he hurriedly turned his head to see Meng Xiu, who was standing at the door with a hostile face, carrying a plastic bag with a bucket of instant noodles and ham sausage, which should have just come from Go back to the supermarket downstairs.

Meng Xiu let go of his hand, and the plastic bag fell to the ground with a bang, but he didn't come in. He just looked at Yong Xiang at the door, and Yong Xiang felt chills down his spine.

"Brother Yixiu..."

"Who let you in?"

"I... didn't you say to let me in by myself?"

"I let you into the bedroom?"

Yong Xiang lowered his head and saw that there were only a few footprints on the ground, only the few footprints he just walked in, so he realized that even Meng Xiu didn't come in on weekdays.What is this room for?Looking at the outline of the white cloth, there is a bed and a table, which looks like a bedroom.

"I'm sorry..."

"Come out." Meng Xiu's voice was as cold as ice, Yong Xiang didn't dare not listen for a while, and walked out quickly, Meng Xiu made way for him sideways, then slammed the door, and the two walked heavily to the sofa and sat down.

The air froze for a moment, and after a while, Meng Xiu rubbed his face to melt the frost on his face: "Did I scare you just now?"

Yong Xiang whispered: "No."

Meng Xiu tilted his head and rubbed Yongxiang's hair: "That room is my parents' bedroom."

Yong Xiang wanted to ask, what about your parents?But the yelling just now really scared him, and now he is afraid of Meng Xiu, he dare not ask, and this timing is not in line with the question he wants to ask.

"My parents left me for a few years, and they don't want me anymore."

Yong Xiang could hear his sadness, which was oppressive and heavy.How can there be parents who don't want a child? My mother heard Meng Xiu said this morning that she went to find his mother. If Meng Xiu's parents really don't want him, then it's understandable for my mother to avoid this question.

Never underestimate a woman's ability to gossip, she can get information about various people in words.

Yong Xiang tilted his head, Meng Xiu's eyes were drooping, and sadness flowed in his eyes, Yong Xiang didn't know how to comfort him, so he moved over and hugged him in the most clumsy way: "Brother Yixiu, I'm sorry."

Meng Xiu was taken aback, and hugged him back: "It's okay, it's okay."

Yong Xiang was relatively small, almost hanging on Meng Xiu's neck: "Brother Yixiu..." He didn't know what to say, he lacked words to comfort others, he didn't know how to comfort others, and he only choked out one sentence after holding it in for a long time ,"……everything will be fine."

Everything will be fine, if you reach the bottom, no matter how you go, you will be much better than when you were at the bottom.

"Yeah." Meng Xiu nodded, "Go and make some instant noodles for me."

"Huh?" Yong Xiang was taken aback, "Oh."

Yong Xiang got up, went to pick up the instant noodles, tore them open and soaked them for Meng Xiu. Meng Xiu watched his series of actions and said, "What do you want to ask here?"

Yong Xiang put the fork on the rim of the bucket with the plastic paper cover on it: "I didn't want to ask anything."

"I didn't want to ask why you came here?" Meng Xiu was already the same as before, half serious and half joking, "Will you come to see me?"

Yong Xiang looked up and saw his appearance, and smiled: "I wanted to ask something, but suddenly forgot."

"Scared by me?"

"No! I forgot it before I came here. I'll tell you when I come here, lest you say I'm teasing you."

"Oh." Mengxiu turned on the TV, it was a travel documentary about Tibet.

After a while, Meng Xiu said, "The night sky in Tibet is very beautiful. There are many stars, all of which are like shining eyes without blinking."

Yong Xiang sat on the sofa: "Have you seen it?"

"I've seen it." Meng Xiu smiled, "In a dream."

Yongxiang also smiled. People living in Tibet have strong beliefs. Although the land there is not fertile, it is precisely because of this that the people there love the land, and the people there ride horses and look heroic.

Yongxiang looked at the vast land on TV: "I really want to see it."

He turned his head: "What else did you dream about?"

"I also dreamed... There is a person waiting for me under the starlight. That person is dressed in black, and the black is blowing in the wind."

"She's a pretty girl."

"Yo, you already know the girl?" Meng Xiu teased.

Yong Xiang blushed: "It's because Lu Xinyi and the others talked too much."

Meng Xiu smiled: "Who knows, maybe it's a boy."

Yong Xiang was puzzled: "How could Hei Fayang be a boy in the wind?"

Meng Xiu picked up the instant noodles and smiled evilly: "Didn't I also grow my hair when you first met me? Do you know that there are still men in this world who like men and women who like women?"

Yong Xiang shook his head and looked at him with wide eyes.

"Some people are heterosexual, some are bisexual, and some are asexual." Meng Xiu took a sip of instant noodles, "If you don't understand, go back and ask your dad, I can't tell .”

Yongxiang asked: "How do you know so much?"

Meng Xiu swallowed a mouthful of instant noodles and forked a piece of ham sausage: "Do you want to eat?"

Yong Xiang quickly waved his hand: "Don't eat, I just came over after dinner."

Meng Xiu bit the sausage: "We used to exchange knowledge together, and you will know this when you are in high school. By the way, have you ever been bullied at school?"

Yongxiang watched him swallow the ham sausage and took another bite of instant noodles, and replied: "No."

"If there is, you tell me, I can still beat a few brats."

"Yeah." Yong Xiang nodded, leaning on the sofa and looking at the ceiling, "What if I want to defeat them?"

Meng Xiu glanced at him, and then continued to watch the TV: "It's very difficult for you with such a small body to defeat them."

"My mother told me to learn Taekwondo during the holidays."

"If you learn it, you might be able to fight." Meng Xiu put down the instant noodle bucket, "This Linzhi is pretty good-looking, I must go and have a look when I have time in the future."

Yong Xiang looked at him: "Aren't you always free?"

"...No, I'm not free."

Yong Xiang chatted for a while, saw Meng Xiu yawned and went back. Before going back, he returned Meng Xiu's key to him, but Meng Xiu didn't pick it up, and said, "You can come if you want in the future. It doesn't matter if I'm at home or not." Can."

Yong Xiang nodded and said with a smile, "Goodbye."

"Goodbye."

"Good night."

"Good night."

Meng Xiu watched Yong Xiang open the door and go in, then closed the door, one of them murmured, "I'm obviously bullied and I'm going to hold on to it. Forget it, if you don't want people to know, just leave it alone."

He walked to the bedroom that Yongxiang accidentally entered before, and opened the door, all the furniture inside were covered with a layer of white cloth, as if waiting for their owners to remove the white cloth and continue to live.Meng Xiu covered his heart, his eyes were heavy, and he slowly moved in.In this way, there are two sets of footprints inside, one of Yongxiang's and one of his.

Meng Xiu walked to the bedside table, removed the white cloth covering the bedside table, opened the first drawer, there were many keys in it, he took out one, restored the white cloth, and walked out slowly.He closed the door and locked the door with that key, his hands trembled slightly, he seemed to be relieved after locking the door, and slid on the ground as if he had suddenly lost all his strength, leaning against the A bedroom door.

He just wanted to rest for a while, but when he closed his eyes and leaned his head against the door panel, tears suddenly slid down his cheeks, neck, collarbone, and then into his T-shirt.