soft hedgehog

A week later, the Liang family and his son made an appointment to move in.

Ji Tong hid early and played Werewolf at Yang Xiao's house with a group of classmates, fighting fiercely from ten o'clock in the morning to four o'clock in the afternoon.A group of boys who were under twenty were hungry and growling, but Yang Xiao's parents were not at home, and no one invited them to eat and drink, so they had to scatter before starving to death.

After walking back to Building 2 for 5 minutes, he saw the door of his house was open to the outside as soon as he got out of the elevator, and there were several people talking indistinctly inside.

"Mom." He poked his head and called.

After changing shoes, I went in and saw that there were several cardboard boxes sealed with tape in the living room and the balcony, and two old men in overalls were huddled in the small bedroom and were assembling a bunk bed.

This should be the bunk bed that his mother specifically mentioned to change two days ago, for the sake of that cheap brother.He looked at the bed in front of him, the bottom was long and the top was short, it was trapezoidal, and the single bed he slept on for nearly three years had long since disappeared.

"Is my son back?" Hu Aihua was holding a bowl of cherries to eat, turned his head and pulled him over, freeing up a hand to pull his cheek flesh.

Ji Tong avoided and asked unhappily: "You really sold my bed?"

"Could it be that the two young men sleep in the same bed, so they don't feel too crowded."

"Can't the two of you not be allowed to move in?"

"Your mother and I have obtained the certificate, and you still want me to live apart. Why do you have any intentions? You are an unfilial son."

The mother and son said something like a phrase, saying something.

"No... I didn't say no to getting the certificate. Why did you accept the other's son? You lack a husband, not a son." Ji Tong straightened it out.

Hu Aihua chuckled: "I understand, my son is jealous."

"I'm not joking with you," he felt that his mother didn't take what he said seriously, so he didn't get angry, and said sternly, "Mom, can you keep the followers out of our house?"

This is hard to hear.

Hu Aihua spit out a cherry pit into the palm of his hand with a bah, and fixedly glanced at him with a lot of meaning in his eyes, but he didn't speak, instead he turned and walked to the living room.Ji Tong also sat down on the sofa, hoping to persuade his mother to change her mind.

The back room rattled, and the installation workers were working swiftly.The living room was silent, and the Liang family father and son did not know where they had gone.

"Tongtong, mother asks you, if I were to live in your Uncle Liang's house today, would I take you with me?" Hu Aihua looked at him with a half-smile.

Saying it is tantamount to acquiescing to Liang Yuchen's invasion; saying not to take it...how can you not take it?

"I'm in a different situation from him." Ji Tong insisted.

"Why is it different?"

"I have nowhere else to go."

"Do you think he has? He is three years old and has no mother. It was your Uncle Liang who finally pulled him up. Compared with him, you are so happy." Hu Aihua stretched out his index finger and poked him lightly temple.

"But..." Ji Tong couldn't think of any other reasons to object.

"Hua Hua--"

Liang Changlei's voice came from the door.

"Hey!"

His mother responded, and shook his hand lightly before getting up, and said in a low voice: "Baby Tongtong, do yourself a favor, okay?"

—

No matter how reluctant Ji Tong was, Liang Yuchen finally moved in.

There are not many things, and two big men add together only four cardboard boxes and a 24-inch suitcase.It's hard to imagine how they lived in the past. Even if Ji Tong went to sleep in the bridge hole, there might be more things than this.

The annoying Liang Yuchen changed into a white cultural shirt today, with the university name and school emblem printed on the left chest, and a pair of jeans underneath, still the most common style.

Two of the four boxes belonged to him, and the suitcases were also moved to the small room.From the moment he entered the door, Ji Tong sat at the desk pretending to read a book, listening to the movement behind him.

Liang Yuchen knew that he was observing him, and didn't take it seriously, and he knew more about his childishness.But there are two beds, whoever sleeps on the top and whoever sleeps on the bottom makes it difficult.

After measuring the length with his eyes, he decided to discuss it with Ji Tong.

"Ji Tong."

Called out, no response.He added: "Ji Tong."

This time there was a little reaction, Ji Tong moved his ears, but he still ignored him.

For the sake of environmental protection, once the door of the air conditioner is turned on, it will be closed at any time, and the room is separated into silence. As long as the ears are not deaf, you can hear it long ago.There were only three things, and Liang Yuchen was going to go out to find a piece of watermelon rind and put it on the back of the bastard's head when no one paid attention to the third sound, to see if he would respond.

"Ji Tong."

The little bastard finally closed the book, waited for two seconds and slowly turned around, squinting at him: "What are you doing?"

Looks very ugly.

Liang Yuchen stood beside the cardboard box, with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, telling himself that beating someone was breaking the law.He said in a discussing tone, "You can sleep on it tonight."

Ji Tong was overjoyed when he heard that.The lower berth is convenient and much more spacious than the upper berth, so of course you want to sleep on it.Moreover, this person is too impolite. When he comes to live in someone's house, he will not be alert and depend on others. He completely regards himself as the master, and he doesn't even bother to do any superficial work.

He rested his elbows on the back of the chair, and said in a contemptuous tone, "Who are you, why should I listen to your arrangements?"

Liang Yuchen originally had something to explain, but by looking at his expression, he knew that he was just making fun of himself, so he squatted down and took an art knife to open the box, expressionlessly said: "No one arranges for you, I can sleep on it."

"Don't be 'ok'." Ji Tong tried to shame him, with a smug face, "Don't wrong yourself if you feel wronged, change places before you take out your luggage, I'll pay you if the taxi fare is not enough, alone If you can’t move, I’ll send you off, I’ll send you away thousands of miles away!”

This mouth is broken.Liang Yuchen took a sharp knife and decided to punish the little bastard.

He raised his head and looked up at the person, with a vicious look in his eyes, and moved his wrist a little bit closer, making a gesture to beat Ji Tong: "Are you sure?"

"you……"

Ji Tongwan didn't expect that he would dare to hurt someone!After being stunned for a second, the pupils suddenly dilated, and the whole person squeezed between the back of the chair and the table and leaned back desperately, watching the person getting closer and closer, closing his eyes like a conditioned reflex: "What do you want to do?! I Tell you not to act rashly, I know martial arts!"

Chrome thump, chrome thump, the sound of art knives stretching rang in my ears, Ji Tong's hair stood on end, and his huddled body trembled slightly, afraid that the white knife would go in and the red knife would come out in the next second. a hole.

A few seconds later there was a laugh.

"I thought you were so brave."

Opening his eyes, Liang Yuchen held the knife instead, with the blade hidden in his palm, and looked at him like a joke.

Only then did Ji Tong realize that he had been tricked, and got up angrily with lingering fears in his heart, walked up to him and kicked him at the calf: "Liang Yuchen, you bastard! There is something wrong with you!"

Who are you calling a bastard?

Liang Yuchen couldn't hold him firmly, so he was hit on the leg several times, let alone it hurt.

Hu Aihua, who was watching TV in the living room, heard the movement and shouted: "What are you doing, Tongtong?! Don't kick your brother!"

"Mom!" Ji Tong ran to his mother and grabbed his arm to complain, "He threatened me with a knife!"

"Ji Tong said he knows martial arts, so let me demonstrate it." Liang Yuchen showed a peaceful smile, "Don't worry, Aunt Hu, I didn't mess around. The knife is blunt, and even the tape can't be cut."

As he spoke, he swiped hard on the box twice, but the tape didn't move at all, and Ji Tong was shocked.

Hu Aihua laughed, and poked Ji Tong's head with his index finger: "He knows how to fart."

—

After such a fuss, Ji Tong became more honest, and began to stare at Liang Yuchen taking things out without saying a word, guarding him like a thief.

Most of the clothes in the box were wrapped in a transparent dust bag, which made it suspicious that they were not clean.In the end, there were only a few pieces of wealth, and they were all taken in two or three strokes.

Liang Yuchen stood up and looked around, his eyes finally settled on the only wardrobe wall in the room.

"How to divide the wardrobe." He asked Ji Tong.

"You still want to use my closet?" Ji Tong was furious the moment he opened his mouth, "You have a good idea! I have already taken up such a small space in the closet, and there is no room for it."

After speaking, he turned around and continued to pretend to read a book.

There was silence behind him, like a radio being thrown into the deep sea, it was so quiet that it made people panic.Then there was the sound of cutting cardboard, and the rustle of boxes on the floor.

Then the door opened and closed, and there was the sound of footsteps going out.Ji Tong hurriedly looked back and found that the floor had been tidied up. Two cardboard boxes were cut in half and hidden side by side under the bed. Only the suitcase was still leaning against the corner.

It seems that the clothes should still be in the cardboard box.

Ji Tong not only did not give up, but curled his lips: "I'm so miserable." Just like a tramp.

A few minutes later, Liang Yuchen returned to the room, and he knew he was going to close the door without anyone asking him.Ji Tong didn't want to stay with him for a long time, so he took his pajamas and went to take a shower first.

When he came back, he opened the door. Liang Yuchen squatted on the ground with his back facing him, and was pulling the zipper of the suitcase.

The top bed had already been made, a featureless heather gray.Surprisingly, the lower bunk was also made, and it was a clean sheet that was originally placed under the closet.

Ji Tong, who was wearing a vest and pajama pants, wiped his hair and sat on the edge of the bed, stretched out his foot and kicked the wheel of the suitcase, and the water on the slippers was thrown out and splashed onto Liang Yuchen's trouser legs.

"Who told you to open my cabinet casually, and you will pay if you break things?"

Liang Yuchen was so annoyed that you were not grateful for helping you hide your puppy love, but instead repeatedly made things difficult for you.He wiped the water from his trouser legs with his hand, turned his head and replied solemnly: "Your mother's shop, I haven't touched your things."

It sounded like swearing, and the voice was very deep. The voice was fully developed and mature, much thicker than Ji Tong's.After finishing speaking, he felt that the verbal dispute was useless, so he lowered his head and continued with his own business.

Following his movements, Ji Tong discovered that the suitcase was full of books, except for the books, there were only crumpled newspapers, which were tucked into the upper and lower ends of the suitcase, which should prevent the books from being knocked on the road.

Liang Yuchen didn't intend to take them out, but just checked one by one for damage, and gradually built a small pile on the left hand side.Ji Tong looked at it, and slowly his eyes widened.More than half of the boxes are comics, and they come in sets.He also likes to watch, so naturally his heart is itchy, and he stretches his neck to peek.

"Students also like to read comics?" He simply threw the towel at the foot of the bed, and he leaned over, "I think you study hard."

The two squatted together, Liang Yuchen still refused to look him in the eye, and his anger was still there, "I still have so many foreign language books, why can't you see them?"

"Yo, there are also French ones." Ji Tong picked out a large, thin and hard French manga, and wondered, "Can you understand it?"

"French is my second foreign language." Liang Yuchen took the book out of his hand and stacked it back on the mound: "Don't touch my stuff either."

Hey, tit for tat.

"Let me see what's wrong." Ji Tong ignored the gentle, courteous and frugal trick, and quickly snatched back the book. "What's rare? The whole room is mine, so how can there be anything else from you?"

With unreasonable words, unreasonable and willful, Liang Yuchen was about to die short in anger.

"Hey," he touched his elbow, "what kind of cartoon is this, is it good?"

Liang Yuchen put his finger on the "tt" on the cover, caring for the mentally handicapped in his eyes: "Didn't Aunt Hu say that you have taken online classes, and you don't know "The Adventures of Tintin"?"

Now that the paid online courses are really all bluffs, he began to doubt whether Ji Tong could recognize all 26 letters.

Ji Tong retorted: "I was too busy preparing for the college entrance examination, so I took 5 classes. Don't look down on others. I will definitely surpass you when the school starts."

Liang Yuchen shook his head, not understanding why he was angry with a child.He stood up and said, "I'm going to take a shower, you can watch it if you want."

You can't read it anyway.

"Hey!" Ji Tong refused to let him go.

He sighed silently, turned his head and faced a pair of crescent-like eyes.

Ji Tong, who had a bad stomach, squatted on the floor and hugged his knees and looked at him. His body in the blue and white vest was slender and thin, like an underdeveloped hedgehog.

"Can you read all the books? Not just this one."

Liang Yuchen was helpless: "I said I can't, you listen?"

Ji Tong blinked: "I'm very obedient, I never rummage through other people's things."

—

Later, he not only rummaged through all the books, but also moved the ones he was interested in to the bookshelf, calling it to lighten the burden on the suitcase, insisting that he was kind.

Liang Yuchen didn't turn his back on him, and even picked out "A Concise French Course" for him.I have only been here for one night and I have started to learn to be patient and tolerant, and there is a long way to go.

At 11 o'clock in the evening, the two greeted their parents, returned to the room and turned off the lights.

Liang Yuchen climbed onto the bed frame in the dark, and the wooden bed creaked slightly.He didn't ask Ji Tong to turn on the desk lamp, so Ji Tong pretended not to think of it.

Although he liked those books, Ji Tong still hated Liang Yuchen and wanted him to leave.

The air conditioner was switched to sleep mode, the curtains were tightly closed, and everything was the same as before.But just because there are more people, the room seems to have completely changed, how to lie down is so awkward.Ji Tong lost sleep, and simply started planning how to drive away the person lying on top of him, the sooner the better.

Moonlight shone in through the curtains and reflected obliquely on the corner of the bed.He rested his head on the back of his hands, thinking about it and began to empty his head again, his eyes fell on the corner of the end of the bed that was like light smoke.

Under his gaze, Liang Yuchen's feet slowly protruded from the blanket, hanging outside the bed, as if extraneous.

Only then did he realize: Liang Yuchen was too tall and the bed was too short.

At this time, most people feel a little bit embarrassed even if they don't feel intolerable, but Ji Tong is an exception.He slowly withdrew his hands from behind his head, stared at those bare feet, and thought seriously about a question——

What feed did Liang Yuchen eat to grow so tall?