soft hedgehog

This allergy came and went quickly, Liang Yuchen felt good when he woke up, and he no longer secretly scolded the little bastard.

Unexpectedly, although he no longer thinks of hatred, his parents are still worried.Just after seven o'clock in the morning, Hu Aihua and Liang Changlei pulled the two brothers out of bed, and the family huddled in the living room to set rules.

"Cough." Liang Changlei cleared his throat first.

According to his wife Hu Aihua, now that he is the head of the family, it stands to reason that he should be the one to speak out, and he cannot shirk it.But this step-son has more characters for "Ji" than the son, which means that it is too light to do, and it is even worse to be too heavy. It takes a lot of thought to criticize.

On the sofa, Liang Yuchen woke up but didn't fully wake up, his cotton t-shirt was very wrinkled.Ji Tong hasn't gotten up so early in the whole summer vacation, squinting his body and squinting, his portrait swinging back and forth like a willow branch.

The sleepiness of the two brothers is similar to that of relatives.

"Mom...Uncle Liang..." Ji Tong Mianmian yawned, "What's the matter, let alone I went back to sleep."

"Wait first." Hu Aihua held him down, and kept winking at her husband.

"Tongtong, your mother and I have a few words to tell you." Liang Changlei hesitated to start.

Ji Tong had already made a gesture to get up, but he collapsed again, his back collided with Liang Yuchen's shoulder, and he immediately turned his head and gave him a gouging look: "Go over."

The two parents were worried for a second, there were many conflicts.

Liang Yuchen was originally a reticent person, and at this moment he didn't even have time to wash his face away from his poor image, so he remained silent without saying a word, and only moved his position slightly to the side.

"Tongtong..." Liang Changlei was worried, feeling that he was incompetent as a father, so he brought his own son into this dragon's pond and tiger's lair, "Uncle didn't mean to talk about you."

Hearing the opening remarks, Ji Tong suddenly became more or less awake.I really think of myself as my father.What he said yesterday was too much, but it doesn't mean that anyone can come and reprimand him, no one is qualified except his mother.

He raised his eyes and glanced at Liang Yuchen: Your father wants to settle with me.

Unexpectedly, Liang Yuchen was also looking at him, leaning on the sofa with his hands between his legs loosely, as if he was watching from the sidelines.

Ji Tong snorted coldly in his heart, and responded nonchalantly: "Speak."

Isn't that just criticism?Yesterday, his own mother's anxious and pale-faced suspicions were enough for him, and he couldn't bear a few criticisms from outsiders.

Liang Changlei hesitated for a while: "Your brother—"

"Which brother am I?" He overwhelmed the enemy with one move, "I have three cousins ​​and two cousins. Uncle Liang, which brother are you referring to?"

Just open your mouth to talk nonsense, isn't your mother the only child?Liang Yuchen couldn't hold back in the end, and let out a muffled laugh.

The other three people all focused on it with a swipe: They are serious in front of their eyes, what do you mean?

"Dad, he apologized to me." He straightened his expression, and his words were shocking.

Hu Aihua was the first to not believe it.The flesh that fell from his body is the mother's best understanding, and it is as difficult as heaven for Ji Tong to apologize to others, unless he feels in his heart that he is wrong.She looked suspiciously at Ji Tong and then at Liang Yuchen: "Yuchen, you can't afford to cover for Tongtong."

"Auntie," Liang Yuchen smiled, "Tongtong really said sorry to me, very sincerely."

Although the voice is a little quieter.

"Really?"

"real."

"What did he say? You repeat it to me."

Liang Yuchen looked over as if asking, and asked, "Can I tell you?"

Ji Tong put his hands in the pockets of his pajamas and pretended he was fine, but his ears were slightly pink, thinking about what he couldn't say if he was sorry, the gentleman said frankly, "Say what you want."

Liang Yuchen then turned to face his parents: "He said he was a beggar."

"!" Ji Tong immediately turned his head in astonishment as if someone poked his spine, and the two parents were also taken aback: "What's the little one?"

"Little—" Liang Yuchen was punched and turned off the fire.

Ji Tong's punch was not enough and he punched again, but the force on his shoulder was not strong: "You are talking nonsense!"

Look at this red face, I don't know who is talking nonsense.

He figured it out, this man is full of bad water, dig a hole for him to jump in!

Liang Yuchen rubbed his shoulders, regaining his sense of being an older brother: "Stop talking."

The couple looked at each other, calling it a spectacle.

"Since this is the case..." Hu Aihua put his hand on her husband's knee and said guiltily after his son punched his son twice, "Then we thought too much, as long as you two are in harmony, as long as you are in harmony..."

Ji Tong got up abruptly, clutching the slippers tightly with his toes: "Are you all right? I'm going to bed."

who is at peace with him.

"Go, go." Hu Aihua sent Monkey Sun away, closed the door himself, and turned around, thinking more and more surprised.

From this point of view, the two brothers should actually get along well, at least better than I estimated.After making a fuss this morning, she didn't train what should be taught, which seemed fruitless, but she vaguely felt that there was no need to say more.

Seeing her standing at the door of the room, Liang Yuchen, who was about to wash up, paused: "Auntie, what's wrong?"

Hu Aihua came back to his senses and took his two hands: "Auntie, I want to thank you."

She was worried about Ji Tong, but she couldn't bear to be beaten and scolded.Now that a brother has come to the family, the son is showing signs of understanding, how can he be unhappy?

Well-maintained hands are as smooth as soap, not rough at all.

Liang Yuchen looked down.He has never felt what a mother's love is, but he was grateful to be wrapped in such a pair of hands in vain, and his heart was as warm as the scorching sun, as if he really had a mother.Although he understood that the stepmother thanked him for her own son, but he didn't care.

If you have it, you earn it, just like winning the first prize, you should be satisfied.

"Auntie," he stood where he was, and after a long while, he assured me, "Don't worry."

No matter what it is, he is happy for this warmth.

—

In summer afternoons, Ms. Hu saved dozens of dollars for the property, and got an umbrella from her cousin's restaurant to put it on the roof, providing shade for the two brothers who brought their own small benches.

In the end, Ji Tong mentioned Yang Xiao's matter to him and asked him to help arrange it, but unexpectedly, he was flatly rejected: "No."

"Why not?" Ji Tong pushed his knee.

Liang Yuchen turned 90 degrees, with earphones plugged in his ears, holding a blue fountain pen in his hand, and said, "If you can't do it, you can't do it. Qingyang pays 1:1."

He was afraid of smashing his own signboard.

"Then why don't you just refund part of the money to her?" Ji Tong was puzzled.

Just pick it up like this, don't even think about taking out the money in your pocket?

"No." Liang Yuchen still used these two words to deal with him, "Study without distraction, he shouldn't bother Qingyang."

Since he was hired as a tutor, he has the responsibility to let Ji Qingyang learn the corresponding knowledge, otherwise the money will be hot.So even though he wanted Yang Xiao's share, he still resisted the temptation.

Ji Tong took off his earphones: "How do you know it's an interruption? Maybe the two of you can supervise each other when you're together."

"Impossible. Even if Ji Qingyang is not affected, Yang Xiao can't learn it by himself."

"why?"

Liang Yuchen put down his pen, and said after a long while: "You have never liked anyone, so you don't know, it is difficult to learn when you are with someone you like."

Sounds like an experience.

On the roof, there are two quilts, three pairs of sneakers, and a long-abandoned cat cage. The umbrella cloth on the head is bright red. The sun shines through and the skin on the face is also red. sunburn makeup.

Ji Tong didn't remember what he said just now. He watched a big hand with sharp bones take back the crumpled headphone cable from his own hand, and he calmed down silently. The blood vessels on the back of his hand were intertwined and the veins were slightly protruding.

His eyes flicked around, but Liang Yuchen didn't look at him, and concentrated on the movements of his hands.

"You think of your former girlfriend again?" Ji Tong kicked him lightly.

"No." Liang Yuchen's Adam's apple slipped.

Ji Tong's throat tightened, and he couldn't explain why, the bright blue sky couldn't illuminate his young heart.

He didn't like the way Liang Yuchen ignored him.

"It's fine if you don't help." He put his knees together and picked the nails of his right hand with his left hand. "You've ever liked someone else? What's the big deal, isn't it just unrequited love?"

Whoever makes you unrequited love you go to whoever, don't throw face at me.

The knot of the earphone was finally untied, Liang Yuchen pinched the two heads side by side in his right hand, and said, "Say sorry to Yang Xiao for me."

Ji Tong blurted out: "It's because you don't talk about loyalty. If you want to say it yourself, I shouldn't be the microphone."

This is nonsense.Yang Xiao is his friend, not Liang Yuchen's, so there is no need to talk about this kind of loyalty.

But he was in an inexplicably bad mood, wishing Liang Yuchen could argue with him.It never occurred to Liang Yuchen that he was in a bad mood, so he fixedly looked at him when he heard the words, and never spoke again.

I don't know someone downstairs is watching the replay of the Women's Volleyball World Championship with the window open, and the noisy voice of the commentary floats above.Listening to the murderous commentary, Ji Tong thought to himself, what a big temper, will such a sentence offend people again?

But that's the way he's always said it, and no one ever told him not to.

After a while, he felt bored, got up, picked up the small bench and walked towards the corridor.After taking two steps, he couldn't help but look back, and saw that Liang Yuchen still didn't look at him, and the earphones had been put on again.

He clenched his left hand into a fist: "It's not quiet here, you can go back and learn."

To him, this was already a huge concession.

Probably in order to read the words more clearly, Liang Yuchen wore glasses today.In stark contrast to the temperature, the indifferent eyes looked from under the lens: "You go down first, don't worry about me."

Just go.

On a hot day, Baba came up to him and begged him for a few words, which caused a look of embarrassment, and Ji Tong felt so boring.

When going down the stairs, he took two steps and kicked the steps, and then took two steps and kicked the iron railing, imagining that he was kicking Liang Yuchen.

"I don't want you, why are you angry at me?" He cursed in a low voice, "It's a pity that I brought you drinks."

For the soda in the refrigerator, he carried two bottles up from the third floor, not even forgetting the straws.

—

Just like that, the two became angry again.

During this period of time, they had a small fight every three days and a big fight every five days. The old couple had long been used to it, and neither of them took it seriously.Unexpectedly, it took a long time this time, from two o'clock until dinner time, the two deliberately sat apart, as if to isolate pathogens.

To be precise, Ji Tong unilaterally isolated Liang Yuchen.

Liang Yuchen took his seat first, and the husband and wife sat opposite each other. The seat next to the elder brother was naturally reserved for the younger brother.Unexpectedly, as soon as Ji Tong came, he stood beside Hu Aihua: "Mom, I want to sit with you."

Liang Changlei had just picked up the bowl, so he had to put it down again: "...Then Huahua... Shall I sit across from you?"

Hu Aihua has rich experience, and grabbed his thigh: "Sit here honestly."

Undoubtedly added fuel to the fire.Ji Tong was so wronged that even his own mother helped outsiders.He stretched his face: "I won't eat."

Five seconds later, the door slammed, the familiar self-closing process.

Liang Changlei slammed the bowl down: "Yuchen, what's going on!"

The fathers of the older generation were like this, blaming their children in advance, and their children were still older brothers.

Liang Yuchen didn't explain.He stood up slowly, took a large bowl and put rice on it, and spread some vegetables on top with a pair of clean chopsticks, and said, "I'll send it to Tongtong."

The old couple watched him open the door and enter the small bedroom, kicked the door shut, and then slowly looked away.

Hu Aihua swallowed her heart, watched her husband knock on the bowl: "Eat, eat."

—

in the bedroom.

Ji Tong was wearing a huge pink earphone, and his keyboard was pounding loudly.Liang Yuchen walked over and put the bowl where it would not interfere with his movements, and said, "Let's eat first."

The earphones leaked sound, and the sound effect of the game was very high in decibels. He frowned calmly, fearing that it would damage Ji Tong's hearing.

"Turn down your voice, Tong Tong."

Business as usual.

He simply tapped the shell of the earphone with his finger: "Don't turn it on so loudly."

Ji Tong turned his head away, not even looking at him.

On the table was a piece of pale yellow post-it note the size of a palm, and a pencil tip as long as an index finger. Liang Yuchen took it in his hand to play with.

Ji Tong competed with him, but he was actually very hungry.A bowl full of delicious food is placed in front of you, which makes your index finger move, but you can only look at it but not eat it. There is no reason not to feel uncomfortable.

But for some reason, he couldn't stand this man getting angry at him inexplicably because of an unrequited love.

Liang Yuchen sat on the edge of the bed, resting his elbows on his lap, quietly watching him play games.Ji Tong turned a blind eye and talked to his teammates as usual.

After watching a complete game, Liang Yuchen stood up, put something under the bowl, and then walked out.

Hearing the sound of the door, Ji Tong immediately took off his earphones, raised the bowl, and took out a warm origami.It looks like a house, with a triangular roof and square walls, with windows drawn in pencil.

He doesn't know why.

What does it mean to fold a house?

Looking over and over again, I can't see the name.After watching for a while, he decided to give up, and he was about to throw away the broken house, but he stopped when he reached the trash can, and finally opened the drawer to find a place to put the torn paper, and then he picked up the bowl and gobbled it up.