moonlight

What's the inconvenience?

Inconvenient to do things at home?

Or did Yuan Hang's sister spy on his little secret?

Lin Yue was happy in his heart.

After thinking about it too much, he felt quite boring. He twitched the corners of his mouth and said, "I haven't seen your sister for a long time."

Yuan Hang glanced at him, and replied: "She asked me last night if you are free on the weekend, so we can have a meal together."

"I'm free." Lin Yue replied.

Yuan Hang stared at him for a long while, the sun shone like stars in his eyes, but soon he nodded, turned his head and propped his chin to open the English textbook, and did not speak again.

Although his eyes are fixed on the textbook, all kinds of messy scenes are in his mind at the moment.

Yuan Hang, who was kicked out after kissing Lin Yue last night, went home with his head covered and opened the door. His sister was sitting on the sofa playing a laptop game, staring at him from the moment he entered the door to the time he entered the room after taking a shower. He didn't speak until he looked back suspiciously, when his sister suddenly said, "You got bitten on the mouth?"

The shocking force brought by these words caused him to not sleep much all night, staring at the string of English in the textbook like a hypnotic charm, and he could smash his head on the desk in the next second.

In the final analysis, it is a guilty conscience.

But I can't tell which kind of guilt it is.

Whether Lin Yue brought it to him or his sister's words woke him up, he was a little confused.

Yuan Hang held his forehead for a while and couldn't stand it any longer. After two classes, he got up and left the classroom.

I just lit a cigarette I stole from my dad last night in the toilet, and there was a sound of a lighter igniting behind me. I lit it for a long time, and there was a blurted swear word.

Yuan Hang turned his head and took a look, and saw Lao Wu, the head teacher, holding the unlit lighter to the cigarette butt, trying hard to light it.

"It's time to change the lighter, Old Wu." Yuan Hang walked over to light his own lighter, and approached Old Wu's cigarette butt.

Old Wu raised his eyes and glanced at him. After lighting the fire, he took a puff of the cigarette, held the cigarette in his hand and laughed: "Did I let you smoke in the toilet?" He just came in and saw the few students he withdrew, and continued, "Do you know the consequences of being discovered by the teacher when a student smokes?"

Yuan Hang walked to the urinal, and while unbuttoning his trouser belt, he smoked a cigarette and mumbled, "Shouldn't the teacher's swearing in front of the students count?"

After hearing this, Old Wu laughed out loud.

"You, you have never let the teacher worry about it except for studying." Old Wu pointed in the direction of the door, "Hurry up and smoke, if you are bumped into by the director later, it will not be my attitude."

"Understood." Yuan Hang nodded, pulled up his trousers, walked to the sink and washed his hands, then extinguished the cigarette he hadn't smoked in the trash can next to him, and exhaled a puff of smoke, "Old Wu, smoke slowly , I withdrew first."

"Hey, wait a minute." Old Wu stopped him, then took a puff and continued, "Your mother called me this morning to ask about your recent situation."

Yuan Hang paused and turned to look at him.

"She's coming to school next week," Old Wu said, "mainly wanting to know more about—"

"Teacher Wu," Yuan Hang interrupted him, "I see."

Old Wu was slightly stunned. It was rare for Yuan Hang to call him a teacher in such a serious manner. Just now, it seemed that the atmosphere of the conversation between friends suddenly disappeared. He carefully studied the expression of Yuan Hang in front of him, but the other party had no expression and could not see anything else. Emotions come.

He opened his mouth and glanced at the soot-stained clothes. He quickly patted the clothes and said with a smile: "Go back to class quickly, and listen carefully to the next Chinese class. I see that you are absent-minded recently, and even a school bully can't be right." Learn to let your guard down!"

Yuan Hang nodded, and glanced at him when he turned around: "Smoking less, Old Wu."

Old Wu waved helplessly.

Yuanhang's family is special, and he knows it. As the class teacher, he has already got a general understanding of the situation of each student's family in less than a week after the start of school.

The influence brought by Yuan Hang's entry into the school and the single-parent family made him care more about Yuan Hang than other students. What's more, as the top student in the class, the teacher will never let go of every opportunity to enter a higher education.

Lin Yue could feel that Yuan Hang was not in the right state when he came back from the toilet.

Yuan Hang went to the toilet to smoke a lot, but something must have happened today.

"Do me a favor?" Yuan Hang turned his head and asked.

"What?" Lin Yue suddenly withdrew his attention and looked at him.

"Can Tom let your family take care of you for a while?" Yuan Hang asked.

Lin Yue was stunned: "Are you willing to send me off?"

Yuan Hang laughed after hearing this, and pointed to his plaster cast, "I'll take it off this week and then put it back on."

"Whether I will give it to you or not is another matter." Lin Yue turned his head to read the textbook.

"At the same table," Yuan Hang looked at him with his chin propped up, "Just say what you want," he smiled, "I won't refuse."

Lin Yue's heart beat twice violently.

He clenched and clenched his hands on the textbook, and finally raised his eyes and said, "I'll pick up Tom from your house in the evening, and I'm going to visit Master Mei after school."

Yuan Hang raised his eyebrows when he heard the words: "Eat pancakes?"

"Ah."

"I'm going." Yuan Hang said.

"Your arm is like this," Lin Yue said, "Master Mei must be worried when he sees it."

Yuan Hang pouted at him.

Lin Yue's hand that was holding the pen trembled, and then his whole body trembled. He hesitated for a while, and said, "If you want fried pancakes, I'll bring them to you."

Yuan Hang laughed after listening: "Okay."

Lin Yue didn't expect that the rain would last so long today. From leaving school to taking the subway, there was the sound of road horns all the way. It rained heavily. Even though he was holding an umbrella, half of his sleeves were wet.

"It's raining so much today, how troublesome it is for you to come here!" Grandpa Mei yelled in the room, "What to do if you catch a cold!"

"Don't worry, Grandpa Mei." Lin Yue entered the room and patted the water on his sleeve, "I'm in good health."

"Greedy?" Grandpa Mei said with a smile.

"I'm just waiting for the pancakes." Lin Yue picked up Xiaohua and weighed it in his arms, "You're getting fat again, did grandpa feed you a lot of pancakes?"

Grandpa Mei laughed for a long time, thought of something, and asked, "Where's the little star who came with you last time?"

"You praise him so much, if he knows he will walk backwards." Lin Yue patted Shun Xiaohua's hair.

"That's great." Grandpa Mei smiled and pushed the wheelchair into the kitchen, took out a plate of steamed oil cakes, and handed it to Lin Yue, "Is this a good relationship?"

"Almost." Lin Yue put down the florets, took a piece of pancake and took a bite.

Grandpa Mei moved the wheelchair to the door of the living room, looked at the rain scene in the distance and said nothing.

"Grandpa, I'll take a few back to the little star." After eating two, Lin Yue raised the plate in his hand to Grandpa Mei.

"Okay," Grandpa Mei smiled happily, "If you like little stars, bring more."

"You are so partial," Lin Yue took a food plastic bag from the kitchen, and put two pieces in it, "You two have only met a few times."

Grandpa Mei laughed twice, reached out to pick up Xiaohua from the ground, smoothed her hair a few times, and sighed while looking at the yard outside.

"Grandpa," Lin Yue said, carrying a plastic bag containing pancakes, squatting next to the wheelchair and looking at the yard in front, "Is it very tiring to like someone alone?"

Grandpa Mei looked down at him in a little surprise: "Are you tired?"

"I can't tell," Lin Yue said, "I'm tired and happy, that's how I should say it."

"The kids nowadays..." Grandpa Mei shook his head and sighed, "They know a lot more than we did back then."

Lin Yue squatted aside without saying a word.

"Do you feel happy being with Little Star?" Grandpa Mei asked suddenly.

Lin Yue's squatting movements froze, the soles of his feet were numb, and he almost lost his squat stability.

"He must be very happy if you brought him pancakes." Grandpa Mei looked at him with a smile before waiting for his answer.

Lin Yue looked up at the past, and opened his mouth: "It should be...?"

Grandpa Mei smiled and said nothing.

Lin Yue felt that Grandpa Mei knew something, but he couldn't measure the degree of "knowing".

So much so that the mood is a little delicate now, until the half-drenched rain knocked on the door of Yuan Hang's house.

"Did you come here in the rain?" Yuan Hang opened the door and saw him and quickly pulled him into the house.

"Running here," Lin Yue shook the umbrella on his hand, "It's only a short distance, no need to fight."

"Take a bath," Yuan Hang looked at him, "I'll get you clothes."

"Isn't it?" Lin Yue changed his shoes and walked inside, raised his head and scanned around, "Where are your sister and your father?"

"My dad took her out for dinner." Yuan Hang walked into the bedroom to find a T-shirt and sports trousers, and handed them to him.

"Are you alone at home?" Lin Yue glanced at the clothes and took them over.

Yuan Hang shrugged and said nothing.

Lin Yue put the pancakes on the kitchen table, then turned and walked to the bathroom.

Yuan Hang took a piece from the plastic bag and put it in his mouth, nodded sharply: "&*!"

Lin Yue stopped in his tracks and looked at him suspiciously.

The two of Yuan Hang bit off the oil cake in their mouths, swallowed hard, and almost choked: "It's delicious, but it's cold."

Lin Yue ignored him, took the clothes and went into the bathroom.

He has never been in the bathroom of Yuan Hang's house, the only time he splashed water on Yuan Hang's crotch.

After rushing down the hot water casually, it was only when he was putting on his clothes that Yuan Hang's shoulders were wider than his. A T-shirt was worn by him like a child stealing an adult's clothes.

However, he was not much different from Yuan Hang in height, and the pants fit him fairly well.

"I'll put on the clothes first," Lin Yue shook the T-shirt on his bed, "I'll return it to you tomorrow."

"Whatever." Yuan Hang picked up Tom, rubbed his neck, and asked, "Drink juice?"

"Ah?" Lin Yue was a little confused by his sudden topic.

"Drink?" Yuan Hang continued to ask.

Lin Yue was stunned for a moment, and immediately heard the joke in Yuan Hang's mouth.

... There must be a limit to teasing him, making fun of that day's wine, it's really fucking annoying.

He pouted and pretended to nod: "Okay."

After hearing this, Yuan Hang frowned: "Aren't you afraid that I won't be able to hold back?"

Lin Yue laughed, followed his rhythm and continued: "How about being uncontrollable? Is the overlord going to bow hard?"

"Fuck," Yuan Hang finished listening to the music, "You've learned badly."

Lin Yue looked down at the floor for a while, and said softly, "Stupid."

Is it stupid/crazy is he himself or the person in front of him.

Who knows.