Bamboo horse and bamboo horse grow up together

"What are you doing with your guitar on your back?"

"It's guitar class in the afternoon, I escaped."

"Is it okay to skip class?"

"I want to hang out and I've been practicing for a summer."

"Be content, we don't have a chance to practice yet." Yang Fan said and pushed the car out.

I thought it would be an awkward meeting scene, but a few words warmed up the scene.Yu Wen rode with Yang Fan and Ding Sheng with an acoustic guitar on his back. It was the hottest time and there were not many people on the road. Three people and two cars stopped by the side of the road. Yang Fan went down to buy three bottles of ice water, threw In Ding Shengyuwen's hands, he asked, "Does your guitar still drink water?"

"It's not sweating, it's not thirsty."

When going downhill, the two of them rode their bikes whizzing down, and the wind started running under the willow trees. Ding Sheng stood up with the guitar on his back, grabbed a willow branch, and wrapped it around the handlebars of the bike.Facing it was a sprinkler, and a water curtain was spraying water outward.

"Come on." Yang Fan shouted, pressing Yu Wen's shoulder and standing up from the back seat.

The three of them rushed past the sprinkler, their bodies covered with water droplets, but after walking a few steps, the water droplets evaporated before they soaked into their clothes.

On the big rock by the river were the jackets that the three of them had taken off. Although the weather was scorching hot, they still couldn't stand the cold when they walked into the river and shivered.

"Huh. Huh." Yang Fan picked up the water and splashed it on the two of them. Yu Wen walked towards Ding Sheng in big strides in the water, and threw him down in the water with his feet. The three of them touched the stones at the bottom of the river barefoot to see who could float farther and farther.

Time passed the fastest when they were playing wildly. The three of them felt that they had just swam a few meters in the water and it was getting dark.

"I have to go back, or my mother will come to see me." Ding Sheng sat on the stone steps and put on his jacket, shaking his pants back and forth, pinching the corners to wring out the water.

"It's okay, on our way back, the wind will dry up as soon as it blows."

"However, there is a fishy smell of water grass on my body."

"It's okay, just take a shower when you get home." Yu Wen said, climbed up the rock, shook off his hair, looked at Yang Fan's guitar and said, "Play one for us."

Ding Sheng stood on the stone with a guitar, adjusted the strings, and sang to the river in front of him: emptiness beats the will, as if time has stood still, I suspect that people's lives are covered up, ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah persistence in dying, Ahhhhhh has stopped.

Ding Sheng's wet hair was blown fluffy by the summer evening wind, half wet and half dry, Yu Wen looked at the sun that was about to set, looked at the pink and pink sky, and beat together.When Ding Sheng finished playing, Yu Wen gently patted Ding Sheng's shoulder.

"I just wanted to learn the guitar after listening to this song." Ding Sheng put away the guitar, the sky was getting bluer and bluer, and it would turn dark blue in a few quarters of an hour. The three of them were cycling on the way back to the city. The wind dried the wet clothes on their bodies in a short while, and the three of them all smelled of river bottom aquatic plants, driving among the rushing crowd in the urban area.

Ding Sheng's fingers were well-jointed, and his ten fingers were long and thin. After soaking in the river all afternoon, every fingerprint was soaked white. Ding Sheng rubbed his hands back and forth vigorously, trying to wipe off the soaked marks on his hands.Yu Wen Yang Fan stood at the back door, looked at Ding Sheng's hands, looked at the guitar behind him, and asked, "How much is your guitar?"

"More than 1000."

"How much is it cheap?"

"About two hundred."

"Is the guitar easy to learn?"

"It's okay, you can learn from books."

After returning home, Yang Fan stretched out his hand, looked at the window again and again, and asked Yu Wen: "My hand is about the same as Ding Sheng's."

"What's wrong."

"I can play guitar with this hand, I want to learn guitar."

"Then let's buy one."

"Forget it, I'll just say it. I'll learn it later when I have money. I'll ask Ding Sheng to see his guitar tomorrow."

On the last day of August, when Ding Sheng came back from Xueqin, his mother stopped the car at the door, and his mother said in the yard, "Well, those two children came to you and said they were leaving."

Ding Sheng's car turned around immediately, took off the guitar on his back, put it in front of the house, and rode to the restaurant on the street. The hut opposite the back door was empty. Ding Sheng opened the door and looked. A table, a chair, and nothing else.

My mother came from behind and said, "Oh, it's not that I can't be contacted, what are you doing in such a panic? Call QQ, that one can't be contacted."

Ding Sheng held the door lock with his hand and said quietly: "I can't contact you anymore."

An indescribable feeling occupies my heart, not a feeling of loss, but relief. The only two people who know the secret have left me. No one in this world knows their secret anymore, but they say it is resolved, but they are happy no matter what. I can't get up, the two people I finally got the courage to meet, although they never talked about that topic together, just knowing each other's identity is enough to make people feel comforted.

Her mother was pushing Ding Sheng's car behind her, and she kept saying, "Look at you, how old you are, I just bought a new car for you, and after riding it for a few days, the handlebar sprained, I don't know Cherish it, you have ruined any good things in your hands. Wait for your father to come back and see what he says about you. Oh, what kind of grass is tied to your car? It’s so dry that you can’t take it off. Just tie it up, it will rust."

Ding Sheng walked slowly in the alley, and all the lights on the side of the road came on with a click. Ding Sheng stood under the lights, stepping on his own shadow, but he couldn't step on it. Behind him was his mother, who was pushing the cart, He kept babbling words that he was tired of listening to, trying hard to straighten the handlebars.

"Hurry up, okay? What's the matter if you can't walk? Your father is coming home. I haven't cooked yet. Can you take two steps quickly?" Mom overtook Ding Sheng, pushing the car and hurried home to cook. Ding Sheng grabbed the seat of his car, took the car into his hands, and slowly pushed it from behind.

The mother's nagging sound floated out in the yard, and Ding Sheng shouted to the yard: "Mom, I'm going out to buy a notebook, and I'll be back in a while."

"No more meals."

"eat."

With a hoarse voice, Ding Sheng got on the bike and rode non-stop on the street. He didn't react to the emotions just now, and drenched his whole body like a pouring rain.Ding Sheng rode his bicycle to the river, and wrote Yang Fan's name on the river. When he first met Yang Fan, Ding Sheng always thought it was a look of liking, but it turned out that he was just looking for the same kind.

Ding Sheng wrote down Yu Wen's name, then wiped off both of their names, and wrote down his own name, Ding Sheng, Ding Sheng, Ding Sheng has an urban household registration and is the only son of the family. , hiding all over the country, gave birth to four aunts, and only then did Papa Ding.When I arrived at Papa Ding's place, fortunately, the first child born was a boy. Grandpa named him Ding Sheng, just for the prosperity of Lao Ding's family.

Ding Sheng erased his name, he didn't dare to think, if he told his family that he likes boys, grandparents, parents, four aunts and uncles, would he go crazy? Ding Sheng didn't dare to think, he kept thinking about Tell yourself, it’s wrong, the book is wrong, the information you check is wrong, you’ll get better when you grow up, it must be that the girls in your class are not pretty, when you grow up and meet beautiful ones, you’ll be fine. will like it.

Ding Sheng took out the book from his schoolbag, gently tore off the cover, revealing the original name "Gay Subculture", he took out the bookmark, pressed the book under the stone, turned around and rode back to the city, and sent Yu Wen a message telling him that the stone There is a book below.

It's wrong, it's wrong, it's wrong.Ding Sheng told himself over and over again, keep pressurizing, at the moment he finally couldn't suppress it, Ding Sheng wanted to roar into the sky, that's right.But Ding Sheng didn't, he let go of the handlebar with both hands, opened his arms, and said softly to the night: It's wrong.Then continue to ride home. There are hot meals at home, as well as unfinished homework before school starts and the piano score for the upcoming practice session.

Yang Fan and Yu Wen returned to the campus, and Yang Fan seriously calculated and calculated. The two earned nearly 1 yuan in two months, and with the previous money, it was enough to survive the college entrance examination.

"Let's go to the supermarket." Yang Fan dragged Yu Wen out of the school.Yang Fan didn't know what to buy, he just wanted to take Yu Wen to the supermarket. There was everything in the supermarket, even if he just pushed a small trolley back and forth in front of the shelves, he felt very satisfied.

"What are you buying?" Yu Wen asked when he saw Yang Fan dragging the cart.

"I don't buy anything, I just have money to go shopping." Yang Fan stuffed the car into Yu Wen's hands, walked aside, and said, "Do you think it would be good to just walk from the supermarket without buying anything?"

Yu Wen nodded, and looked at each area with Yang Fan. Yang Fan raised a teacup and said, "I think this drinking water must be very good. The water is very sweet."

"Then buy it."

"Really?"

"Ah."

"I think those brown teacups are also good, can I buy them all?"

"Okay, I'll leave you here first, take your cup back, and play by ear later." Yu Wen pushed the cart, and pushed Yang Fan away from the shelf with the other hand.Yu Wen pushed Yang Fan with one hand from behind, and the two walked around the entire supermarket.

The supermarket is the place with the thickest breath of life. Once in the supermarket, I always think about consumption, to fill my stomach and the stomach of the person I like, and I also want to buy more to prepare for the days when I don’t come to the supermarket in the future.

There were not too many people studying liberal arts, exactly fifty, and they made up a class. Yu Wen and Yang Fan packed up their books and moved them to the liberal arts class on the top of the building.

"Anyway, we haven't allocated seats yet, sit together, sit together." Yu Wen called Yang Fan, and sat in a secret place next to the wall.

There is no one happier than Yang Fan and Yu Wen. People in the class move books back and forth, lose books, sweat all over the stairs, find no bench, go to the wrong classroom, twitter in the classroom, more than raised. A nest of sparrows is still annoying, but Yang Fan and Yu Wen are the only ones who can whistle happily.

The two of them were so happy that they didn't make any mistakes. They wiped the table and sat down. They didn't have much to talk about, but they were just happy. It would be even better if they could keep sitting like this.

There were only eight boys in the class, and Yang Fan and Yu Wen walked to the new dormitory with the bedding in their hands. The beds were still the same as before.

When Yang Fan was sitting on the upper bunk to pack his things, he twisted and twisted alone, his body was like a twist, he carried the quilt into the dormitory, took a look at the remaining beds, and acted with a kind of frailty that only a girl would have. The voice asked: "Is there no one here?"

Yang Fan shook his head, and after hearing his voice, Yang Fan cleared his throat, turned around and complained to Yu Wen with his own soft voice: "Why haven't I changed my voice?"

"How fast the voice changes, it only takes a moment, or you can learn from me, and you will change after smoking a cigarette." Yu Wen packed up his clothes, folded them and handed them to Yang Fan.

"I don't know who it is, I was so scared that I didn't dare to smoke anymore, and drank hot water all afternoon." Before Yang Fan finished speaking, Yu Wen rubbed the clothes in his hand and threw them on Yang Fan's face.

"Is there anyone here?" A boy hugged the quilt and asked Yu Wen in a thick voice that had just changed.

"No." Yu Wen replied with the same voice.

"Ah, it's just me, why is it still the same?" Yang Fan fell on the upper bunk, kicking his legs to express his injustice.

"What?" The boy looked at Yang Fan, thinking he was talking to himself.

"He's sick and hasn't taken any medicine, so don't worry about it." Yu Wen helped the boy carry his luggage to the bed.

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