Bamboo horse and bamboo horse grow up together

Yang Fan reached out and touched Yu Wen's hand under the quilt, turned Yu Wen's hand over, slid it down, and clasped his fingers tightly together, saying, "I want to study hard in school and never go out again. .”

Yu Wen touched the back of Yang Fan's hand with his thumb and asked, "What do you want to do in the future?"

"Let me think about it." Yang Fan thought for a while, said that he hadn't made up his mind yet, and asked Yu Wen, what will he do in the future?

"I want to be a reporter."

"Why."

"I don't know, I just want to be, I think it's good."

"Okay, let's go, maybe I can carry the camera for you in the future."

At night, both of them thought that they were sleeping with each other, and each was thinking about his own thoughts.It’s not without reason that Yu Wen wanted to be a reporter. One day, Yu Wen saw a book in the library that had been flipped so hard that its pages were curled up. After entering, there was a title in it, which was very difficult to pronounce, but Yu Wen read it again and again, "The Problem of the Hualazimo Messenger", if the matter is not reported, does it really not exist?

Yu Wen looked at the pen in his hand. In his limited life experience, the only occupation that he could think of to speak out for the disadvantaged was a reporter. Yes, he was a reporter. After writing something, he could publish it. The more people who read it, the more persuasive he was. The more people there are, the greater the possibility of being known. Thinking of this, Yu Wen is so excited that he can't wait to finish school and work in a newspaper office.

More than ten years later, Yu Wen, in his thirties, wrote many reports, but they all hid in the corner of the bookcase. After all, he was only 30 years old at the time. Just like the works that I can't publish after more than ten years, it's not because I didn't write well.

Yu Wen looks at the comment manuscript in his hand, and always thinks of the afternoon when he read that torn book, how could he be so stupid at that time, thinking of what would happen, delusional to use a pen to change The whole world, what kind of madness was it that afternoon, who gave me the blood, eyes full of longing.

Yang Fan is also thinking about his own affairs, what do he want to do when he grows up?Yang Fan wanted to be an actor, but he didn't tell Yu Wen. After all, if he really became an actor in the future, he would leave for half a year, and Yu Wen would definitely not agree.Yang Fan likes to act. He carefully understands other people's psychology, enters into another person's soul, and uses his own sex to play him alive. Yang Fan often spends an afternoon in the theater, watching other people mobilize their rich facial expressions to the camera. , to convey different emotions, Yang Fan also secretly remembered in his heart, and found a corner where there was no one to think about it by himself.

Li Wenxuan told Yang Fan that acting is a kind of talent, although some people are usually joking and carefree, but he has the ability to perceive other people's psychological emotions, and Yang Fan always feels that he is such a person.Of course, Yang Fan likes to be an actor, not only because of this, he also saw stars surrounded by tens of thousands of people in the theater, walked into the hotel amidst a crowd of people screaming, and lived on the highest floor. Yang Fan didn't like those fame, but he could have Such a famous person should be able to earn a lot of money. With money, you don't have to worry about things.

Yang Fan wants to be an actor, he won't tell Yu Wen.In the next year and a half, he would accompany Yu Wen to spend his last student days at school, and growing up brought more and more panic to Yang Fan. Once he thought of what Li Wenxuan said at that time, Yang Fan felt at a loss. Especially when Yu Wen was happily discussing with Yang Fan which city to go to school in the future and what job to do, Yang Fan couldn't feel Yu Wen's joy at all, instead he couldn't see any bright future and was full of worries.

Yang Fan often thinks, Yu Wen is two years older than himself, how could he not have thought of these problems? Where did he get so much confidence and optimism? If he tactfully told Yu Wen what Li Wenxuan said, would it affect Yu Wen? good mood.

At night, Yu Wen thought that Yang Fan was asleep, so he quietly stretched out his hand and squeezed Yang Fan's hand tightly. Yang Fan was a little surprised. It turned out that Yu Wen hadn't fallen asleep either. Now it's Yu Wen's turn to be surprised.

Yu Wen Yang Fan felt the warmth of each other's palms, and the attitude of being firmly chosen by others, making people feel that everything is worth it.

On the morning of Chinese New Year's Eve, Yang Fan and Yu Wen woke up early to post couplets with a bamboo pole.In Yang Fan’s memory, he posted couplets twice when he was a child. In the year he came here, because of his father’s departure, he couldn’t post couplets for three years. When he was able to post couplets, he posted them twice. After that, Yang Fan never posted couplets again, his family was gone, and he couldn't find a place to post them.

Yu Wen's memory of Spring Festival couplets is the same as Yang Fan's, the only two times. Yu Wen still remembers that on the [-]th day, Grandpa Yang Fan called the two little ones to get up.The scene where the three of them struggled to paste the couplets. Grandpa’s leg hurts and he can’t stand up. Yang Fanyuwen is too short to touch the eaves when stepping on a stool. Just hold a bamboo pole and carefully poke up against the couplets. The batter was not dry, tore it off and continued to stick it. When I got off in the morning, my grandpa’s command voice of "creeping crooked" was always hanging in my mind. The moment I lowered my head after pasting the couplet, my neck was sore and my back hurt. Grandpa wanted to say: " What kind of waist does the child have, it's just nonsense."

The owner of the restaurant left a stack of couplets, and asked Yu Wen to post them properly on New Year's Eve. When Yu Wen walked to the front door of the restaurant with a bamboo pole, he found that he didn't need a bamboo pole at all. affixed.

Yang Fan was passing the tape underneath, and Yu Wen stepped on the bench and called Yang Fan: "Look quickly." As he spoke, he reached out on tiptoe and touched the top of the restaurant's door, and raised his eyebrows at Yang Fan.

"I'm two years younger than you. What's wrong with being shorter than you? I'll scold you if you're poking my uncomfortable spot. You're older than me, and you still go to school with me. What are you talking about?"

"Brother, do you have any points? When you were young, you were bullied. If I didn't go to school with you, you would be bullied to death."

"Fart, when did I get bullied, what crap do you remember in your mind, you get bullied yourself."

"I'll know where I go, and whoever has scars on their hands will know." Yu Wen said as he stretched out his hand to take Yang Fan's tape.

"Yu Wen, look down."

Yu Wen looked down and saw small cannons placed around his small bench. Yang Fan lit one at the moment Yu Wen lowered his head, and the others exploded. The power was not strong, but the sound was not low, leaving behind Yu Wen yelled on the bench.

"Hey, don't jump around, just wait until it's over." Yang Fan didn't think that Yu Wen was afraid of firecrackers, and when he and Yu Wen played with firecrackers on weekdays, he didn't realize that Yu Wen was afraid of the sound of firecrackers.Yu Wen jumped off the stool in fear, stepped on the cannon that hadn't fired yet, and ran away. Yang Fan quickly reached out to help Yu Wen. Yu Wen's legs were limp, and he stood aside peacefully for a long time.

"What's wrong, don't you usually play, why are you so scared." Yang Fan hugged Yu Wen's shoulder to comfort him.

"I play and I play. I know it will ring. If you keep silent to scare me, no one will be afraid."

"He's almost 1.8 meters tall, why is he so frightened." Yang Fan said in a low voice, and patted Yu Wen's head, "Hurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr."

"You still have the nerve to say, look at the hair you cut for me, one side is long and the other is short, it's so ugly." When Yu Wen felt that Yang Fan was slowly touching his head, he remembered his hair angrily, and he cut it the night before yesterday. The hair is so ugly, the barbershops are closed, and they don't open until the seventh day of the new year. Thinking of this, Yu Wen became angry again.

"Look at mine, don't I look even uglier? What did I say?" Yang Fan took off his hat, revealing what he found. The bangs in front were pitted like a dog chewing on them.

"Get out, your face looks good, even if it's cut badly, you still wear a hat."

"Okay, okay, okay, I don't want my face anymore, I'm giving it to you, you take it, take it away." Yang Fan said, putting his face closer to Yu Wen's.

Yu Wen was so confused that he couldn't laugh or cry, and couldn't express his temper, so he kicked his legs against the ground angrily, and shouted helplessly, "Get out."

After the restaurant's couplets were posted, Yu Wen Yang Fan stood in front of the couplets he had posted, and the brightly red couplets were reflected in front of his eyes. Although they were not posted for his family, he felt happy. This is how it looks like Chinese New Year.

After posting the couplets, there was nothing to do, sitting under the tree in a daze, the winter sun was shining on my body, and there was no wind in the yard. In summer, the leafy trees stood bare, and the unstoppable sunlight On the tree trunk, Yang Fan moved the bench out to bask in the sun.

With his eyes closed and his head raised, the world in front of him was glowing red, the air he inhaled through his nose was a bit cold, and the air he exhaled was also filled with white smoke. Got drowsy.Before, Yang Fan was afraid of growing up. He always felt that it would be good to go to school with Yu Wen at the age of 17. But when he was in the sun, Yang Fan thought of the old man who was basking in the sun in the park and strolling slowly. Suddenly he felt that it is not bad to grow old instantly. bask in the sun.

Yu Wen also brought a bench over, sat beside Yang Fan, basking in the sun. "Do you want to eat?" Yu Wen handed Yang Fan a handful of sugar oranges. The two lowered their heads and peeled off the small oranges. They were idle and bored and pulled off the white veins on the oranges. After a while, their thumbs and index fingers were soaked. orange.

The two sat under the tree and ate melon seeds, feeling their mouths were dry before eating a small orange. After sitting quietly for some time, the midday sun deviated from the angle and walked to another world.Yu Wen looked in front of him and said, "It would be great if we suddenly turned [-] to [-]. We don't have to do anything, just sit here quietly drinking tea and basking in the sun, wouldn't it be great?"

"Don't be seventy or eighty, just fifty or sixty. At that time, you can still walk and go out for a walk."

On the afternoon of New Year's Eve, the sound of crackling firecrackers began to be heard from the street. Yu Wen opened his eyes, glanced at the sun, and asked Yang Fan, "What are we going to do?"

"I don't know, the supermarkets are closed at this point, and we didn't buy dumplings."

"I saw that the back kitchen is closed, and there is nothing to eat. You can't still drink noodles and eat rice on New Year's Eve." Yu Wen said as he took out a handful of melon seeds and handed them to Yang Fan, saying with a wicked look on his face : "If you don't eat melon seeds, drink some water and you will be full."

"I'll turn you into melon seeds right now." Yang Fan threw the melon seed skins on Yu Wen's body, the two talked and walked, but they still sat motionless on the chair basking in the sun.

"Hey, I have an idea. Isn't Ding Sheng at home? Let's go find him at this hour. His mother must be making buns. Maybe he will let us eat a couple of bites."

"Yang Fan, are you still a person? Can you show some face? Is it appropriate for us to go for the Chinese New Year?"

"It doesn't matter. Didn't you say you saw him a few days ago? Let's just say we'll go see Ding Sheng and ask him if he comes out to set off firecrackers at night? Leave it at the door and don't go in."

"My God, I'll follow you from now on, with such a cheeky vigor, I'll never starve to death by following you." Yu Wen stood up as he spoke, and pulled Yang Fan up.

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