near and far

After He Chengan took off his hat, his hair was disheveled. He combed his five fingers, grabbed his hair back, and took a black rubber band from his pocket to tie it into a small knot.His hair is not smooth, but is thick and natural curly. The lower half of his head is shaved, revealing his sharp face and chin. His hair is not short, but he looks sharp, especially when he is expressionless.

He hung the long down jacket sold on the street to the side, and there was only a black long-sleeved sweater left inside.Coincidentally, Le Mingxin also wore a black sweater, and they became a pair in black.

The two stepped up the stairs one after the other, and they had a great conversation upstairs. Xin Yao is simply a big speaker, always full of energy, and it seems that the place where she is there will never be cold.As soon as she saw He Chengan coming up, she immediately stretched out her hand and waved at him. He Chengan patted her palm perfunctorily.

Kang Chen looked at He Cheng'an, then at Le Mingxin who was sitting quietly in his original position, and said, "It's counted, someone asked you."

He Chengan sat down, twisted Kang Xiaoqin's face, and asked casually, "Who asked me?"

Le Ming felt a little guilty, and ate the leftover rice in the bowl sullenly.Who asked whom, no one continued to talk about this question.With Xin Yao around, everyone soon changed the topic and ate lively.On the whole table, Shao Zhihe and He Le Mingxin were the quietest people.Le Mingxin didn't have the nerve to intervene because he didn't know everyone well, and Shao Zhihe didn't plan to talk at all, but just picked up vegetables for Kang Xiaoqin from time to time, and whispered something to her.

After the meal, He Cheng'an, who came last, was assumed to be the dishwashing person by default, and went into the kitchen, while everyone else was chatting, and Xin Yao grabbed a handful of small colored rubber bands to braid Kang Xiaoqin's hair.

Le Mingxin drank the remaining orange juice in the glass in one gulp, stood up, rolled up his sleeves and went to help in the kitchen.

He Cheng'an also rolled up his sleeves, exposing his forearms. His hands are beautiful, with long fingers, and the knuckles are protruding just right. They are very masculine.The half-washed dishes were soaking in the sink, He Chengan took out a cigarette from his pocket, glanced at Le Mingxin who came in, stuffed it into his mouth, but didn't light it.

Le Mingxin walked over to stand beside him, and said, "I'll help."

He Chengan handed the rinsed dishes to Le Mingxin and asked him to dry them.He Chengan was a little absent-minded, Le Mingxin was half a head shorter than him, and from the corner of his eyes, he could see the tips of Le Mingxin's ears and cleanly shaved sideburns.

Le Ming looked at He Cheng'an with a cigarette in his mouth, and said, "You smoke it, don't worry about me."

He Chengan bit his cigarette and said vaguely: "No smoking, quit."

I was still smoking yesterday, but I quit today.Le Mingxin didn't feel sudden when he heard what he said, but felt embarrassed, embarrassing and pretending to be affectionate, in fact, others didn't care about him at all, and he didn't smoke because he quit.He responded muffledly, the tips of his ears were reddish, and he buried his head in wiping the plate in his hand.

He Chengan felt his throat itching, cleared his throat, took the cigarette out of his mouth and threw it away.

Seeing that the dishes were almost finished and the kitchen was very quiet, Le Mingxin couldn't bear this kind of silence, and regretted why he had come into the kitchen, searching for nothing to say.After a long absence, the only topic he and He Cheng'an had in common was their short time as classmates in high school. Looking back now, in Le Mingxin's heart, that time was like a layer of cellophane, shining brightly and full of details. Indistinct.

Years later, there was a reunion of classmates, not in city A, but here, because many old classmates came to develop near here.Le Mingxin has already made an appointment with them to go to the appointment, but He Chengan will definitely not go, saying it will only cause embarrassment.Le Ming was discouraged and made up his mind not to speak.

There was only the last plate left in He Chengan's hand, and he handed it to Le Mingxin.Le Ming was thinking about something, but he couldn't hold it firmly, the plate slipped on his fingertips, and he was about to fall down.Both of them went to pick it up in a hurry, with four hands, palms against the backs of their hands, fingers overlapping each other as if they were fighting, and their hands were wet and greasy.

Seeing that the plate was firmly attached, Le Ming breathed a sigh of relief, tilted his head and was about to speak, but found that he and He Chengan were very close, shoulders against shoulders, and the two faces could be kissed with a slight tilt of the head distance.He Cheng'an's action can be called swift and violent. He took away the plate that saved the day and put it on the drained partition. His eyes were lowered, and he didn't look at Le Mingxin's eyes at all, and passed him by. go out.

"After washing, let's go out."

Le Mingxin was left alone in the kitchen, rubbing his fingertips with residual warmth blankly.

When he was a sophomore in high school, He Cheng'an was a thorn in his side as soon as school started.He disappeared on the first day of school for the whole day, the teacher couldn't find him, so he called He Jing, He Jing immediately drove from the company to the school, and the two of them looked for him in the school together, in the end, it was Le Ming Xinwan He was asked for leave during self-study, causing a lot of trouble, and he became famous in the grade.

He Chengan was very lonely, hardly talked to anyone in the class, always had a cold face, listened to each other with his chin resting on his hands in class, fell asleep after class, and skipped classes twice a day, which caused the teacher a headache.But he has good grades, especially in Chinese and English, and he can write fluently. His science is a little poor, but it is enough to make others jealous.

There are many boys in the science class, and the boys don't talk to He Chengan. Only the girls occasionally talk to him, but he doesn't like to respond.Slowly, He Chengan became a loner.Contrary to him, Le Ming is open-minded. Although his grades are not good, he laughs at everyone, is bright and generous, and is good at all kinds of sports. After class, there are always people joking with him. His corner is the most lively.

The physical education class was divided into different classes according to different sports. Le Ming chose basketball, and He Chengan stuffed the distribution intention form into a drawer, and found it out on the day it was due to be handed in. Randomly ticked off on the paper, and happened to be assigned to the basketball class.

The teacher asked the groups to do three-step layup practice, and after the practice, a quiz, one throwing and one picking up, and the three balls were full before switching.

During practice, Le Mingxin was running happily. He saw He Chengan standing alone on the edge of the basketball court, leaning on the barbed wire, staring in a direction, bored, and yawning from time to time. Le Mingxin followed his lead. Looking over, in the direction He Chengan was looking at, there was a nest of small birds on the treetops, opening their mouths wide and screaming "chirp chirping".When it was time for the quiz, no one teamed up with him at all. He squatted under the basketball hoop, resting his chin, watching a man make a three-step layup.

Le Mingxin completed three layups quickly and standardly, his cheeks were flushed from running, and the back of his school uniform jacket was soaked and stuck to his back.He ran to He Chengan's side, kicked He Chengan's upper with the toe of his shoe, and said, "You didn't pass the test, I'll help you pick up the ball."

He Chengan looked up at Le Mingxin, and saw that he was grinning, smiling silly and handsome, with a shallow dimple on each side, looking childish.

Seeing that he didn't talk to him, Le Mingxin rubbed his hands on the school uniform pants and stretched out: "It's your turn, hurry up."

As soon as He Chengan grabbed his hand and stood up with his strength, Le Mingxin was pulled to stagger a step forward.He Chengan stood up straight, wiped his ears and stretched out his hand, and slapped a basketball that flew over from the side behind his head.

Le Mingxin was taken aback, and turned around quickly. A classmate on the field apologized loudly and said sorry to him. Le Mingxin replied "It's okay", and found that he and He Chengan were still holding hands. Sweaty palms and ashes from basketball shots, He Chengan's hands are big, with slender fingers, dry and warm.

"Next! He Cheng'an!" The physical education teacher shouted from the side holding the score sheet.

He Chengan let go of his hand, raised his chin: "Let's go."