summer and roses

Mucha's mouth had probably been opened, and he slept chaotically all night, holding the cruiser in his arms like a natural constant temperature hot water bottle, lying under the quilt, he even felt hot in the middle of the night.So much so that when Mucha was woken up by the hot water bottle the next day, he was still in a state of ignorance.

"Mucha, Mucha, Mucha!" The cruising voice was very excited, from far to near, consistent with the rhythm of his rubbing Mucha's cheeks, "Wake up, Mucha, it's snowing, it's snowing, it's snowing, it's snowing ...!"

With his eyes narrowed, Mu Xia raised his hand and patted You Yi's little face away from under his eyelids, and muttered, "What's so exciting, it's not like I haven't seen it before... what time is it?"

During the cruising, it was full of energy and refreshed to broadcast: "06:30!"

A string of ellipsis floated over Mucha's head, he was speechless for a moment, and wanted to give him a punch.

But he thought about it, anyway, he would get up around this time at school anyway, doing specials on Sundays would easily make people tired, and the way he looked like he had never seen snow while cruising, it was good to make him happy.Fighting fiercely with himself, he turned over reluctantly, sat up with his hands, his vest was cold, and he quickly covered him with a duvet.

Before dawn, You You opened the curtains, his house lived on the third floor, and the street lights in the community couldn't shine.After watching for a long time, I saw a moment of white dots falling translucently from the dim mid-air.

The misty gray-blue sky, the fine snow is silent.

The snow in the south, Mu Xia choked up, thinking: "This is really the first time I've seen it."

But he didn't admit it, so as not to appear awkward in front of You Cruise, and maintained his indifferent expression of "rare and strange".Thinking of this, Mucha secretly laughed at herself to save face.

The bed in the cruising room was not facing the window, and the two of them didn't want to leave the warm blanket, so they had to huddle together to peep a little snowflake through the window.You Yi lay half on Mu Xia's back, his body was warmly pressed against him, his hands wrapped around his chest, and he kissed loudly on his face.

"Oh, I didn't brush my teeth." Mucha said pretending to be disgusted.

"Since when did you become obsessed with cleanliness?" You You asked in surprise, this person obviously always eats fly restaurants with them.

Mucha blushed without heartbeat: "Just now."

You Yi: "...Go to your mother."

After he finished cursing, he lifted the quilt and got out of bed. Mucha hugged the pillow and asked where he was going, and when he heard the person saying go brush his teeth without looking back, he was very funny, collapsed under the quilt and laughed till his shoulders trembled.

When You You came back from brushing his teeth, what he saw was the scene of him wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes and standing there speechless.He opened the cabinet to find clothes, and put on a sweater randomly. When he rubbed his short hair, a series of small static sparks arose, piercingly echoing in his ears, and his eyes were still a little dazed when he stuck his head out.

"What do you eat?" As he said at the last sleepover, "I'll get you some."

Mucha embraced the pillow and said, "I want to eat what you made."

Youyou stopped changing his pants for a while, put on his coat and covered his head and face, and slapped Mucha: "You mean it, I said several times that I don't know how to cook and only take out, my parents don't know what to do." At home, who do you expect me to learn from?"

"Your sister said that you can eat noodles at the age of seven." Mucha said, as if imagining the taste of that bowl of noodles, he smacked his mouth, "And fried eggs are added."

You Yi's expression seemed to be reminded that he still had such a skill, and he was shocked. After thinking for a long time, he said as if he had made up his mind: "Then... let me recall how to do it, it's been almost ten years."

"Nine years." Mucha corrected him, "I'll watch you do it from the sidelines."

Cruising the black thread: "Get up first, okay, don't hold my quilt and don't let go."

As a result, they dragged for a long time, and after the two of them finished washing and went into the kitchen, it had been a while since they got up to watch the snow.The kitchen of Youyi's house is very clean, there is no smoke at all, so it doesn't need to be said that it is not often used.

Mucha picked up a small milk pot next to it: "Are you using this?"

Youyou, who was re-washing the pot, glanced up, then nodded and said, "It's usually good to cook instant noodles and warm up some milk for yourself. Can you chop chopped green onions? Cut some chopped green onions for me—the bottom layer in the refrigerator."

However, no one ever asked him to go to the kitchen. Mu Xia, who had only mastered the basic living skills, picked the onion, and gestured for a long time on the chopping board with a kitchen knife.You Yi couldn't see it and wanted to help, but was rejected by the other party. In the end, he completed the result unsatisfactorily, and he couldn't say what he praised. He could only admit that Mu Xia might not die of hunger even if he lived alone.

While boiling the water, You You took two bowls to add seasonings. He remembered that Mucha didn't like spicy food, so he didn't put chili, so the preparation was almost the same. The noodles were boiled in the pot and a few slices of Chinese cabbage were added.

Mucha watched the whole process from the side, full of confidence in the ease of use, and couldn't wait to praise: "It seems that the sword is not old, it is indeed a cerebellar ax cooked by myself."

You Yi was taken aback, there was a little extra noodles poured into the pot, and he said seriously to Mucha: "Don't be too happy."

Mucha didn't understand what he meant, and continued to ask non-stop like a studious boy beside him.I took advantage of the interval between cooking the noodles and fried two eggs. The skill was unfamiliar, and one of them was battered.

"Damn it." You Yi scolded in a low voice, "It didn't turn over."

Hearing this, Mu Xia's heart thumped, she seemed to understand what You Yi meant just now, don't be too happy too early, but she wanted the noodles cooked by him, and she wanted to eat it even while crying.

The mushy fried egg is like a river between Chu and Han, dividing skillful boiling water from frantic cooking.

After the third effort, You Yu finally fished the noodles into the bowl with a combination of colander and chopsticks.He didn't give Mucha the mushy fried eggs, and the ones in his bowl were still whole. Holding the bowl, Mucha felt that it was hard won.

The two of them were finally able to sit at the dining table, the morning light was twilight, and the snow on the window sills and treetops was like a layer of frost. No matter how you looked at it, the morning was beautiful.

Mucha took out her mobile phone to take a photo, thought about it, but didn't send it to Moments.

Then he took a bite of the egg, and was surprised to find that there was a runny heart in the middle.The fried eggs were salty, the noodles were bland, and the cabbage was boiled for too long and it tasted like a ball of cotton wool, but Mu Xia looked up at Yu Cruise and said something delicious from the bottom of his heart.

"Crap..." You Yi poked the battered fried egg with his chopsticks, "Eat takeaway at noon."

Mucha smiled and nodded, he continued to eat the noodles, taking small bites as if he was reluctant to swallow them quickly.

The taste wasn't really good, but he still enjoyed it.Mucha's family doesn't often cook, his mother cooks exquisite Cantonese cuisine but hasn't had much room for it for many years. His father doesn't like to eat at home, and always uses work as an excuse. In fact, who is at the dinner table? Mucha and his mother My heart is clear.

This bowl of tasteless noodles and the snowy morning in a small southern town made Mucha feel the tenderness she hadn't seen for a long time.

He washed the dishes for You You, but the other party was obviously not full, so he dug out a bag of dried mangoes from the living room and molared his teeth.You Yi walked over, stuffed Mu Xia with a slice, and said vaguely: "How about we go out to eat Xiaolongbao? The Xiaolongbao at the door is pretty good."

Mucha: "Huh? No need."

You Crushed: "I'm afraid you're not full, that bowl of noodles...hey, I'll never make it again!"

"Don't!" Mucha wiped his hands, turned around and grabbed the back of Youyou's neck and pulled him into his arms, and with a sip, the set of movements was done smoothly, while the boyfriend was still in a daze, "In the future, you will make progress if you do more. "

You You pushed him: "You can't just sit back and enjoy what you get, you know?"

Mucha: "Come on, I'll show you off next time, go to my house, I can make mille-feuille cakes."

After hearing this, Youyou subconsciously licked his lips, as if he could already smell the aroma of cream and fruit.A literary youth in front of him who looked like a young master said that this was not enough to win people's trust, You You listened to it, but decided to believe it for now, and next time he couldn't do it, he would use this to make fun of Mu Xia.

Anyway, he couldn't go to Mucha's house for a while, he was a little afraid of Mucha's mother, mixed with sympathy.

"The snow has melted..." Mucha murmured, eating the piece of mango bit by bit, the sweet and sour taste still remained between his lips and teeth, and he sat on the carpet in the living room. a snowman."

You Yi packs his schoolbag: "Let's do homework, that's how it is in the south, and after the winter vacation, you can go to the Snow Mountain Scenic Area to pile up——Brother Xiao Zhan basically invites me to go skiing every year, and there is only one ski resort nearby."

He said something inadvertently, Mu Xia buried her head in thought.

The time is so strange that the winter vacation is coming before I know it.Thinking about it, the winter solstice is just around the corner after the New Year's Day, and then enters the intense final review week... and then it's time to go back to G City for the Spring Festival.

For the first time, Mucha didn't want to pass so fast.

In the first few years when he was worried about gains and losses, he often spent his days in isolation. He always thought that the school time was too long and the vacation was too short. He was alone on the left and right but had no free space.Maybe it's because the city is comfortable and content, because he has new friends, because of a sudden love affair...

Slow down, stay here longer, don't want to go.

I don't want to be separated from You Yi, even a month is too difficult.

Thinking so, Mucha lay down on You Yi's body.The small balcony was half closed, and it was warm when it was turned on. They sat on the blankets and did their homework. A pot of milk tea was brewed next to it, and white smoke was still coming out.

Life is to be enjoyed.

Mucha closed his eyes comfortably, feeling his fingers pointing from the base of his ears all the way to the back of his neck.

At noon, the two of them tacitly didn't mention the matter of cooking. You You ordered casserole rice noodles from a nearby casserole, taking into account that Mu Xia ate lightly.It was a bit cold when it was delivered, so I put it in the microwave to heat it up, and finally had a comfortable meal.

"Are you going to the studio later?" You You asked, lying on the sofa, he went to paralyze when he was full, and he didn't know if his stomach could digest it, "I'll go with you."

Mu Xia's swaying left and right stopped, he lay down on the armrest of the sofa, face to face with You Yi: "Your sister is not angry anymore?"

Being reminded by him of Li Yan's expression one day, You Yi's eyes moved, and he raised his head halfway: "She has a knife mouth and a bean curd heart... she went to grandma's house last week and asked me to bring back a box of oranges. I can't finish it by myself. I plan to give some to my sister. Let’s take the bus later, I don’t want to turn on the battery in winter, it’s cold.”

Mucha agreed, pinching Youyou's nose to prevent him from breathing, and then kissed him when he was forced to open his mouth slightly.

At the age when love was just beginning, I happened to sing a little bit of the joy of desire, but I dared not go any further due to shame, so I had to kiss and hug when there was no one around but each other, as if this was the only way to relieve the anxiety in my heart.

You Yi was kissed so breathlessly by him that he inserted his fingers into Mucha's short hair—his hair finally grew, and it slowly grew to the same appearance as when he started school. It became frizzy due to negligence, and the hair was thin And soft.

"...I'm going to pack my things." Mucha stood up with a hoarse voice, "I'll go home and get my things later."

Youyou also got up from the sofa: "I'll go with you, I'll sit and stand later."

He really wanted to say that you should not look down on others, but also felt that you should cherish the time when two people are together, so he acquiesced.The two of them changed their clothes, You You said that he would not go home for a while, and even put his schoolbag on his back.

It was a rare sunny day on Sunday afternoon, the weather was cold after the snow, and the ground was wet, not as white and dry as the snow in the north.Can Xue was rolled over by all kinds of tires so that the original color could not be seen, and the gray and black huddled beside the curb.

There are not many people taking the bus, and two people occupy the last row, which is very comfortable.The new subway line has just been opened, and in Youyou's words, everyone likes to experience new things, so they don't want to join in the fun.

Mucha plugged in one earphone, and gave the other to You Yi, and he left half of his ear to listen to You Yi humming softly.

Most of his mobile phones are Hong Kong music that is not very popular. You You can't understand the words, and after sharing the playlist a few times, he can only pretend to hum.His pronunciation is not standard, some places are out of tune, but Mucha listened to it, like a kitten snoring in the afternoon, or making a small moan when it changes its position in the middle of sleep.

Not wearing a school uniform, clasping fingers on his knees, Mucha turned to the car window, with the corners of his mouth raised uncontrollably.

From Youyi's house to his place of residence, he took two buses, almost an hour's drive, almost running through the entire city.You Yi was afraid of meeting his parents, so he didn't go up with Mucha, so he had to press the elevator by himself.

There was no accident after opening the door, the house was empty, and there was no life at all.

He got used to it, and he put on the painting materials on his own. There was an easel at Li Yan's place, so he didn't need to carry it around.Mucha packed those tools in a bag, stuffed them randomly into the schoolbag, and took an apple that was almost past its freshness period before leaving.

Bite the apple and went back into the elevator, Mucha looked down at his watch, he only stayed at home for 5 minutes.

"Whatever," he thought, as the elevator doors opened and the sun was shining brightly outside.

Going east of the city to the old city, the two of them felt comfortable together without talking, and walking all the way in reverse was not too boring, only to sit down in the studio did Mu Xia realize that his feet were a little sore.

Yuan wasn't around that day, so Li Yan brought them two cups of stewed pears: "Now that you know you're here to eat and drink?"

The words were for You Yi, Mu Xia held the glass and covered his hands, staring intently at the photo Li Yan gave him.Youyou next to him slumped down on the recliner under the window carelessly, never treating himself as an outsider.

"Grandma asked me to bring you some oranges, sister, I want to eat one." You Yi said, sure that Li Yan would not refuse.

He was pampered and grew up, Li Yan put his hands on his hips and stared at You Yi for a few times, but turned around helplessly and went to wash the oranges.You Yi smiled triumphantly, and sat on the ponytail next to Mucha as soon as they left.

There were paints in soft packaging on the coffee table at hand, You You glanced at them, picked one up and unscrewed the cap.

"Don't eat it." Mucha reminded him, "You can't eat this."

You You almost slapped the paint on his face: "Of course I know I can't eat it! It's not like I haven't seen it before, I often watch it when my sister is painting."

Mucha took a pen to make a draft, buried her head and said, "Let's just say it casually, go and eat your pears...why don't I get this kind of treatment normally."

You Yi: "Because it's my sister, not your sister."

Mucha nodded in agreement, concentrated on the matter in hand and ignored him.Once he is in the state, others can't easily disturb him. Hearing from him, You You simply leans half on the back of Mucha's chair and flips through a picture album beside him.

The air conditioner in the room is very warm, the corner humidifier makes a slight sound, and the clock ticks, indicating the passage of time.

When Li Yan re-entered the painting classroom with the cut oranges, he saw such a scene: Mucha was sitting upright, the drawing paper in front of him gradually had a general outline, and he was thinking about where to add a stroke with a pencil .The 1.8-meter-long man crouched aggrievedly on a ponytail, with his head resting on the back of Mucha's seat, and lowered his eyelids to look at the painting.

The picture of the two teenagers cuddling together is beautiful, and Li Yan can't help thinking, as if somewhere a corner of an iceberg pretending to be hard is quietly melted by spring water.

"Hey, don't disturb him." Li Yan walked over and gave the orange to You Yu, "Go and see."

Mu Xia answered without looking back: "It's okay, Teacher Li, let him stay here. Otherwise, he'll come in and out all at once, which will be even more annoying—just don't talk."

Li Yan couldn't refute, so she stood there and sighed, thinking that Mucha knew this cousin quite well.

Corners, trees, corridors, and figures playing chess appear on the blank drawing paper.Li Yan stood behind Mucha and looked at it, and keenly recognized that it was a famous park in the city, and couldn't help asking: "Have you been there?"

Mucha: "Well, I went with Youyou last week, and he said that the ginkgo is very beautiful."

Li Yan smiled without saying a word, she watched quietly for a while, then got up and went into the house.Through the crack of the door, Li Yan, like a worried parent, peeped at the two teenagers outside.

After a while, Youyou didn't see her anywhere, so he stood up presumptuously and walked around behind the chair.He didn't know what he was thinking, and he buried his head in talking with Mucha, and then they laughed together, the pencil in Mucha's hand touched the tip of his nose, and then he was kissed by someone with his chin pinched—a little taste, full of meaning.

Li Yan, who was hiding behind the door, suddenly felt a little relieved, probably the heartbeat in his youth is always unbearable to destroy.

She thought at that moment, it doesn't matter so much.

The author has something to say: update next Sunday