Lambs are plucked for wool every day

The two ate the apples separately, and Yuan Xiaoyang had already washed all the clothes of the two of them after eating.

Yuan Xiaoyang flattened his clothes and tiptoed to hang them on the clothes pole outside the iron window.He is short and has a tall clothes pole. Lu Lang saw him struggling to hold the clothes hanger and thought it was cute.

But when he saw clearly that there were his underwear on the hanger, he walked up behind Yuan Xiaoyang and grabbed the hanger, and raised his hand to hang the underwear on the clothes drying pole.

"I'll come, you go." Lu Lang snatched the clothes from Yuan Xiaoyang's hands and hung them up quickly. The first time in his life to dry clothes happened and ended like this.

When he turned around, he saw Yuan Xiaoyang looking at him with a smile behind him.

"What?"

"It's nothing, I just think it's good to have you by my side."

"It's good to know."

Lu Lang snorted, Yuan Xiaoyang said with a smile: "It's late, it's almost time to go to bed, I'll give you medicine and go to bed."

It was past eleven o'clock, and Lu Lang didn't sleep last night. In fact, he was already sleepy. He just thought about his image of not being afraid of pain or tiredness, so he didn't say anything.

He was pulled into the house by Yuan Xiaoyang, who made him sit on the bed and took out the medicine box.

"It's not that bad, don't do it."

"If it's not a big injury, it will be fine to deal with it, and it will be quick."

Lu Lang's hand was injured, Yuan Xiaoyang went to pull Lu Lang's hand while talking, but Lu Lang avoided it.

Yuan Xiaoyang looked at Lu Lang, and Lu Lang also looked at Yuan Xiaoyang, and the two faced each other in silence.

After a while, Yuan Xiaoyang said, "Are you afraid of pain?"

"No way!" Lu Lang retorted immediately, and stretched out his hand, "Who is afraid of pain? Just do it!"

Yuan Xiaoyang looked at him with a generous look, but his ears turned red again, feeling very suspicious.

The wound on Lu Lang's hand was on his knuckles, which was caused by hitting someone too hard.

Yuan Xiaoyang grabbed his hand, washed his wound carefully again, and then dipped a cotton swab with iodophor to sterilize it.As soon as the cotton swab touched the wound, Lu Lang's hand trembled. If Yuan Xiaoyang hadn't grabbed him, he might have retracted his hand a long time ago.

Yuan Xiaoyang suddenly smiled.

"What are you laughing at?"

"I didn't laugh."

Yuan Xiaoyang snickered while grabbing Lu Lang's hand tightly to prevent him from escaping.

He remembered that when he applied medicine to Lu Lang at the milk tea shop just now, Lu Lang had a depressed face, he didn't like to talk, and he didn't even shake when he was in pain.Now that Lu Lang talked a little more and knew the pain, he seemed to be in a better mood.

Lu Lang was made guilty by Yuan Xiaoyang's laughter, but he still didn't want to admit that he was afraid of pain, so he casually found a topic and asked, "Where did your family go?"

"My uncle went to work, I don't know if he can come back today."

"What about your parents?"

"do not know."

"Have you all gone to work the night shift?"

"My mom ran away. I haven't seen my dad, so I don't know."

Lu Lang was stunned, but Yuan Xiaoyang continued to apply medicine for him with a smile, as if he hadn't said anything.

The wound on the hand was treated, and what was left was the wound on the corner of Lu Lang's mouth.Yuan Xiaoyang leaned over and carefully rubbed the medicine on him.

The faces of the two were very close, Lu Lang looked at him, and thought of what he said just now, suddenly felt that his face was so pitiful, it was clearly a pitiful little one.

"Okay, let's go to sleep!" Yuan Xiaoyang tidied up his things, "The sofa is too narrow, and my uncle doesn't know when he will be home. If he comes back in the middle of the night and finds that there is another person on the bed, he will be scared to death. So you should talk to me first today." sleep, okay?"

Naturally, Lu Lang has no objection as he lives under the fence.

Yuan Xiaoyang's bed is an ordinary single bed, and the two of them will be pressed together when they lie on their backs, and even though it's crowded when they lie on their sides, it's still acceptable.

Yuan Xiaoyang slept on the inner side, and Lu Lang slept on the outer side, and the two of them squeezed into the small bed facing each other.

The lights were off, and only the light from outside came in through the narrow iron windows, making everything blurry, and it seemed that I could see clearly, but I couldn't understand anything.

There is no air-conditioning in the room, only an old electric fan that makes two "clicks" every few seconds, sending out weak wind.Accompanied by the sound of "clicking", there were the sound of small insects coming from outside the house, and the sound of a TV coming from an unknown house.

The bamboo mat under him was a bit hard, but it also gave off a cool feeling.Lu Lang lay sideways on the bed, the narrow bed allowed him to smell Yuan Xiaoyang's body, which was the smell of milk soap.

Sight, temperature, sound, smell, Lu Lang was surrounded by all strange feelings, but he felt that all of them were not much worse than his room with a soft and wide bed and [-]-degree air-conditioning.

You should feel the difference.

But why can't he feel it?

Lu Lang quietly looked at Yuan Xiaoyang in front of him.Yuan Xiaoyang turned his back to the light, Lu Lang couldn't see his expression clearly, but he knew that Yuan Xiaoyang was also looking at him.

"Can't sleep?"

"No."

"Is it hot? Shall I fan you?"

"not hot."

"This is the house my mother used to live in." Yuan Xiaoyang said softly, "She used the table, chairs and bed before, as did the electric fan."

Lu Lang listened quietly.

"But she doesn't live at home very often, because she hates it, hates my grandmother, hates my uncle."

"Later she became pregnant in the second year of junior high school, and her belly was so big when she came home." Yuan Xiaoyang laughed softly, "I was hiding inside at that time."

"She didn't want me to hide in there, but I didn't know, so she just gave birth to me, left me at home and left."

"Have you seen her?"

"Yes, she will come back sometimes, once or twice a year."

Yuan Xiaoyang rarely took the initiative to bring up his own affairs. Tonight was the most he talked about, and it was also the first time he mentioned it to others in his life.

"She told me once... if only I hadn't been born."

"Others thought she was sorry for me, but at that time... I thought I was sorry for her."

"It would be fine if I didn't survive, and I won't cause trouble for everyone."

Yuan Xiaoyang's tone was fairly calm, but Lu Lang felt uncomfortable hearing it.He doesn't know how to say good words, so naturally he doesn't know how to comfort others.The only thing he could do was to put his arms around Yuan Xiaoyang and pat him on the back.

In fact, Lu Lang couldn't even pat people on the back very well, but Yuan Xiaoyang felt his concern and rubbed his hand obediently.

"But I don't think so anymore."

"The day you picked me up from the water, I knew that there are people in the world who want me to live, so I must live well."

"Lu Lang, thank you."

"Fool, thank you for what."

Lu Lang remembered what Yuan Xiaoyang said to his brother at noon yesterday. Yuan Xiaoyang said that his existence could prove how valuable he was as a person.

However, not only did he not appreciate it, he also threw away Yuan Xiaoyang's things and drove Yuan Xiaoyang out.He knew that he was a jerk for that behavior, so how could he be worthy of the value Yuan Xiaoyang said?

"Yuan Xiaoyang..." Lu Lang thought about the words in his heart for a day, but he didn't say it because he had never apologized to anyone, and he couldn't hold back his face.

But at this moment, he wanted to say it from the bottom of his heart.

"sorry."

He didn't say what it was for, but Yuan Xiaoyang understood what he meant.Yuan Xiaoyang smiled, and said softly: "It's okay, I know you didn't mean it."

That night, Lu Lang hugged Yuan Xiaoyang and fell asleep unconsciously.

He had a dream, dreaming that he was a wolf on the prairie, and beside the wolf was a little soft sheep.

The lamb looked delicious, but he didn't eat it because he knew it was his unique lamb, his hero lamb.