live next door

On the morning of the second day of Mengxiu's birthday, Yong Xiang got up early as usual and washed up.

He didn't go straight out of his house and open the door of Meng Xiu's house like he did a few days ago.He sat on the sofa looking at the keys in his hand.

That's the key to Meng Xiu's house.

dong dong dong.

Suddenly remembering the knock on the door, Yong Xiang was startled.

When he opened the door, it was Meng Xiu.Meng Xiu, who played until early in the morning and would definitely sleep until noon yesterday.Yong Xiang was surprised that Meng Xiu could get up early, and he hadn't asked him to get up yet.

"Brother Yixiu, why are you so early?"

Meng Xiu flicked his hair: "Go for a run."

Looking at Meng Xiu's smile, Yongxiang felt a little bit resistant, but she nodded and put on her earphones to go out.There's no music playing in the headphones, but it's not awkward to not talk while wearing them.

They ran out of the community and ran towards the mountain behind the community, Yong Xiang was behind Meng Xiu.

Meng Xiu suddenly said, "Do you know my previous plan?"

"Ok?"

Meng Xiu stopped running and walked slowly to the top of the mountain, so Yongxiang had to stop, Meng Xiu said: "I planned to go to the third semester of high school, and I planned to get married after graduating from college, take the postgraduate entrance examination, and have a daughter. Work hard and take care of your wife and parents."

This marriage partner is definitely not Yong Xiang.Yong Xiang lowered his head, feeling a little sorry for Meng Xiu, but also a little thankful.He knew he shouldn't feel lucky, because he was lucky about the accident of Meng Xiu's parents.If that accident hadn't happened, Yong Xiang would have met Meng Xiu who was about to get married.

"Then, all the plans were disrupted. Because of my willfulness and impulsiveness. Many times I thought, if I hadn't quarreled with them, hadn't fallen in love with them in high school, and promised Han Ling, maybe they wouldn't have... …those things wouldn’t have happened.”

"But things have happened, so it's useless to say so much. Yongxiang."

"Huh?" Yong Xiang raised his head, Meng Xiu had already turned around to look at him, "Those things are not your fault."

"I know. Didn't you say yesterday that I didn't plan to live with you?" Meng Xiula sat on the grass on the hillside, "We can plan together."

"Plan together?" Yong Xiang picked a wild flower and twirled it in his hand, "OK."

"Have you planned?"

Yong Xiang was taken aback: "A little bit."

"Talk about your plan first."

"I thought about telling my parents about it in two years, when I was a junior. Then I will study hard in the past two years, and I will slowly start looking for a job when I have enough credits. They should accept it in one or two years, right? At that time, I worked for almost a year and stabilized, so let’s think about buying a house.”

"You don't need to buy a house, anyway, I just live alone."

"Well... it's over, how about you?"

Meng Xiu lay down on the ground and looked at the sky: "I thought about it a little last night, maybe it's not perfect yet. I think, after I hold the autograph session and your National Day is off, I can take you out to have fun. There is no need to go to those scenic spots, because there are people all over the holidays. We can find a small place, a small city, where there are not too many people, watch a movie, and have a meal.”

Yong Xiang looked at Meng Xiu, the two looked at each other and smiled, Yong Xiang asked: "And then?"

"Then...I'll take you back to school and take a walk around. I'll take a look at your school, and then...you go to class, and I'll come back."

Yongxiang hummed for a moment, and pondered for a while: "What about in the future? It will be a year or two later, have you thought about it?"

"Two years, there are too many variables." Meng Xiu smiled, "It's too different from the plan."

"Hmm..." Yongxiang doesn't know what to say, there are many variables, but as long as he keeps walking in that direction, what does it matter if there are many variables?

As long as you keep your original intention, what does it matter how much you change?

Yong Xiang knew that Meng Xiu had been thinking about his parents, but it had been almost ten years, and the door of that bedroom still hadn't been opened.

Yong Xiang also lay down beside Meng Xiu.

The flowing clouds are quiet and the years are silent.

Actually, I have a longer-term plan.I want to be with you for the rest of my life, not walking on the road with white hair, but walking on the road with real gray hair.

By August, Yongxiang's admission letter had already arrived. It was his second choice, not 985 or 211.A polytechnic university.

School starts on August [-]th, military training is three weeks, and now it is August [-]th, that is to say, parting is coming soon.

My mother has already bought a salute for Yongxiang, bought some clothes for him, and is ready to go to school, the No. 19 plane, so there is still a day or two left.

Dad sent him there.

Yong Xiang sat at the dining table of Meng Xiu's house, watching Meng Xiu fry a dish and bring it over.Maybe even Yongxiang wouldn't believe it, this black and red thing can be called tomato scrambled eggs on a plate.The eggs were scrambled and the tomatoes looked uncooked.

Meng Xiu said that he might starve to death if he didn't learn cooking, so he learned one or two dishes first while Yongxiang was still there.

In the past two days, Meng Xiu has not made any progress at all, and Yong Xiang doubts whether Meng Xiu did it on purpose.

Yongxiang took a little bit, fed it into his mouth, and said with a helpless smile: "Brother Yixiu, there is too much salt."

"Impossible." Meng Xiu sat across from Yongxiang, "I only put a little salt. Then I thought that tomatoes are usually served with white sugar, so I added a little sugar."

Yong Xiang put down his chopsticks: "Brother, your family has no sugar."

Meng Xiu looked at Yongxiang in disbelief: "I remember we bought it, just... a month or two ago."

Yong Xiang looked at Meng Xiu: "You let Xia Xia sprinkle it on your birthday, and you haven't bought it since then."

"Oh..." Meng Xiu was a little embarrassed, and laughed, then stood up and dumped the tomato scrambled eggs into the trash can.

Yong Xiang stood up and took a few steps, then fell down on the sofa: "Brother, order a takeaway, I'm so hungry."

Meng Xiu cleaned the pot: "Wait for me to make it for you."

"Soup is easier, why don't you make soup."

"What soup?"

"Any other dishes?"

Meng Xiu shook the water off his hand, walked to the refrigerator and opened the refrigerator: "There are still vegetables and tomatoes, and a little lean meat, peppers, and cucumbers."

"I'll fry some meat later..."

"I come!"

Yong Xiang cast a sideways glance at Meng Xiu: "Come here, have a vegetable soup and shoot cucumbers."

"..."

"I really don't understand how you can't live up to this age."

Meng Xiu set up the pot and turned on the gas stove: "Didn't there be a little furry boy who came to cook for me before?"

Yong Xiang lay on the sofa, hung his head upside down and watched Meng Xiu cook the soup: "Don't call me a little boy."

"Aren't you a little hairy kid? You haven't even grown all your hair."

"..." Yong Xiang raised his eyebrows, "It's all grown up, do you want to confirm it?"

"..." Meng Xiu turned around, "Do we have to discuss this issue now?"

"You pick the head first." Yongxiang smiled, "Hurry up and wash the vegetables, the water will boil later and your dishes haven't been washed yet."

Meng Xiu went to wash the vegetables.

After a while, the two settled their dinner with a bowl of soup and a plate of patted cucumbers, and then went out for a walk.

Walking after a meal is very slow, if it is not slow, it is not called a walk.

Walking to the back of the North District, Meng Xiu said that he wanted to go to the bathroom, so Yongxiang was the only one walking on this road.As he walked, he waited for Meng Xiu.Then, he heard a sound, faintly and faintly, from the abandoned factory.

Yong Xiang walked towards the factory, the voice became clearer as he walked.

After entering, I could see two people fighting. In fact, one person was beaten unilaterally, and the person who beat him was Dahuabi.The big flower arm is kicking the stomach of the person on the ground.

Yongxiang seemed to see himself a year ago, beaten in an alley.So Yongxiang was very angry, as if he was being beaten now.He saw a wine bottle on the ground beside him, and there was still half a bottle of liquor in it.

He walked over to pick up the wine bottle with light steps, and walked slowly towards the big flower arm.

His heart was pounding, he couldn't hear Da Huayi cursing or anything, he only knew that his heart was beating very fast, after a bang, the heart seemed to jump out of his chest, the world suddenly became quiet.

There was no heartbeat, no cursing.

There was only a piece of broken glass on the ground, and there was another person lying on the ground, a big flower arm covered in blood.

Yong Xiang looked at the mouth of the wine bottle in his hand without knowing why, and the body of the bottle was gone.He looked at the ground, and the man who had just been beaten was looking at him through the gap between his arms.He instinctively looked towards the door, there was another person there, it was Meng Xiu, one of Meng Xiu's feet was still hanging in the air, looking at him in surprise.

Meng Xiu frowned: "Yongxiang, what are you doing?"

After Yong Xiang heard Meng Xiu's words, his heartbeat came back, and he blocked other voices.

The author has something to say:

I. . .I can’t guarantee that it will be updated every day, haha, let’s update it every other day in the future