Contentment

When Shen Leguang woke up, he felt a rare coolness. The light flax-colored curtains were blown slightly by the cool wind, and a few rays of morning light leaked in through the gaps that were raised.

He checked the time, it was less than six o'clock.Still thinking about Ms. Yuan's explanation last night, she didn't get up.Dwdling on the bed, fell asleep again after a while.

Suddenly, he realized that this was the first time for him to celebrate the New Year at someone else's house. In the past, he only went to his teacher's house to pay New Year's greetings on the first day of junior high school.He spends New Year's Eve at home by himself, and the other person never stays at home.In the cold house, the bed and the kitchen were filled with eerie dampness.

He always thought that this house could be used to shoot ghost movies, but no director had a discerning eye.

The reason for this is hard to say, maybe Haitong moved him, maybe his parents were too gentle.Or children who have never eaten sugar subconsciously yearn for this kind of life, so even if they put down their self-esteem, they should try it desperately.

He used to feel sorry for himself, no matter how good Shen Leguang was in the eyes of others, he still lacked a piece.This piece was the most important piece of the puzzle, without which he would have no idea who that person was.Some people say that happiness comes from comparison. Compared with those children who have never had the opportunity to go out of the mountains all their lives, or children born with incurable diseases, most people nowadays have a kind of hypocrisy of "being in the blessing but not knowing the blessing" .

But the pain stays there, and it doesn't go away just because you're a little happier than others.This pain will inadvertently burn an ugly wound on the heart.It takes a lot of love to fill it, but most people are selfish, unable to be fraternal, and unwilling to give blindly.They demanded equality, but the "Shen Leguang" were not on the same level as them from the beginning.

When I woke up again, it was already nine o'clock.

Shen Leguang stretched out his hand to rest his forehead, complaining that he had overslept.He got up, tidied up in a hurry and rushed out.

Ms. Yuan and Mr. Hai were cleaning the windows, but Haitong was not in the living room.He thought about it and decided to go to the bathroom to wash up first.

The house is estimated to have been tidied up almost, the mirror embedded in the sink is clean without any flaws, and there is a bouquet of small roses beside it.With such a delicate and charming appearance, the mood of those who watched it improved for no reason.

Shen Leguang stared at the four neatly arranged cups for a while, then reached out to take his own in slow motion.Mr. Hai's cup is next to Ms. Yuan's, with a little distance in the middle, and Haitong's and his are next to each other.The four cups are a series, and they are all the same except for the different colors.His cup is blue, with sea waves and Q-version dolphins painted on it; Pittosporum is tender green, with green grass painted on it, and a nine-color deer standing innocently looking back on the grass.

Contrary to model worker Shen Leguang, Haitong really got up early this morning.Although his task was only to tidy up his own room, there were a lot of books in his bedroom, and he was quite unrestrained when he came back, so that he had no clue when tidying up, and he didn't know where to start.

So at ten o'clock, he was still wiping the book with a dry soft towel.

Rooms have memories, and so do books.If you don't use them for a long time, they will collect dust in places you can't see as revenge.Haitong was a little distressed, he didn't know there was such a thick layer of dust on the cover of the book until he cleaned it.These things are not visible to the naked eye, and you have to touch them to feel their forgotten loss.

"My son, why are you still cleaning your books?" Ms. Yuan stood at the door and took a look, she just barely got angry, with a look of beating her chest and stamping her feet.

Haitong put down the book in his hand, and said to his mother: "Books are the ladder of human progress, and they are good friends of human beings. Don't disturb our emotional communication."

Ms. Yuan hummed softly, rolled her eyes with her arms folded, and then resorted to her trump card, "I'm going to cook with your father, if you can't keep up, don't blame us for being biased."

Haitong let out an "ah", pouted her lips and looked at her pitifully, "It's Chinese New Year today, are you really going to abandon me?"

Ms. Yuan snorted at him, "Yueguang woke up later than you, and now everything is packed, and she is choosing dishes in the kitchen with your father. Look at you, it's so painful to look lazy."

As the saying goes, one word wakes up the dreamer.Haitong rolled his eyes, jumped up quickly and bowed to her, and said sincerely: "Thank you for your teaching, my son will correct his mistakes."

He trotted all the way into the kitchen, where Shen Leguang was discussing state affairs with Mr. Hai while choosing dishes.

Seeing the appearance of Haitong chicken thief, Mr. Hai coughed and restrained his overly wild expression.He felt that this son was really degrading himself, so why couldn't he be more educated and reasonable in front of Shen Leguang? !

"Why are you here, do you want to help us choose dishes?"

Shen Leguang glanced behind him, Haitong blinked and waved at him.

"Choosing vegetables is not my skill point," he walked in and squatted between the two of them, looking at Shen Leguang with sincere eyes. "I have something to show you."

Shen Leguang looked at Mr. Hai, a little embarrassed.The other party smiled at him and motioned him to take a look.

Ms. Yuan knew the truth, seeing Haitong's triumphant expression, she didn't let it go, she went into the kitchen to prepare lunch with Mr. Hai.

"It's like this," Haitong swept the clothes on the bed aside, then pulled Shen Leguang to sit on it, and squatted down with a pitiful look on his face. "My mother threatened me that I would not be allowed to eat if it wasn't packed before eleven o'clock. Comrade Shen Leguang, the Jianghu emergency, the organization needs you very much."

Shen Leguang was stunned for a while, in his memory this was the first time Haitong showed his rascal "nature" to him.It's not that he was flattered, it's just that he was relieved by this feeling.Their friendship can be maintained without anyone's blind accommodating. Only when the two stand on an equal footing can the relationship develop soundly, and no one has to worry about gain or loss.

"Okay," he replied with a smile, "but what are you going to show me?" Since coming to Haitong's house, Shen Leguang laughed more and more, and it was no longer worth Haitong's fuss.

He accepted the matter calmly, and began to frown and think about what to show Shen Leguang.

"Ah, this" Haitong jumped up and took a box from the shelf beside it. "Let's watch a movie tonight!"

Shen Leguang took the box he handed over, with a black cover, and when he opened it, he found a disc embedded in it.

It is Zhang Sheng's movie, "Rouge Button".

He glanced at Haitong, who had a honey-like smile on his face, and the end of his eyes bent into a crescent shape.This greasy smile made the dimple on his right cheek look deep.

Haitong's face is not big, and the facial features are particularly delicate and delicate, especially the eyes, the standard peach blossom eyes, covered with a layer of tear film, which looks like a harmless youth.But the line of the chin is a bit abrupt and narrow. Fortunately, there is still some baby fat on the face, which dilutes the sharpness.But it's really out of place for this dimple to grow here, and it drags people into the world of mortals abruptly.

But those who like it will feel that this is the creator's eccentricity, because his dimples look very sweet.It is a delicate dessert with a slight smile. It is beautiful and delicious, and it smells like spring.

Shen Leguang closed the disc, unconsciously stroking the cover with his fingers.He looked at Haitong and asked softly, "Why do you like him so much?"

Haitong stopped laughing and put on a very serious expression. "Because he is good-looking. I have never seen anyone who is more beautiful than him." After speaking, he suddenly smiled again, turning his head to look at Shen Leguang, "You are not as good-looking as him."

Shen Leguang originally thought that he would give a very serious answer, but he didn't expect that he would be so out of tune in the end.But he didn't delve too deeply into it, and nodded as if acquiescing to Haitong's statement.

"Put this away."

Haitong put away the box and started tidying up the room with the help of Shen Leguang.Of course, he still wiped the books, folded the clothes and quilts, tidied up the ornaments on the desk, cleaned the windows and the floor, etc., all of which were done by Shen Leguang.

He is used to doing these things, and he is not unwilling to help Haitong now.The only thing I can't bear to look at is the old socks and magazines buried under Haitong's bed.When he swept it out, he gasped and looked at Haitong with strange eyes.

Shen Leguang doesn't think he is a clean freak, he just likes to be clean.So looking at Haitong's pile of things, his hands couldn't control him, and he began to classify them very consciously.

Haitong still sat there and brushed the book slowly, and occasionally fell into the state of sorrow and sorrow, and didn't notice what happened to Shen Leguang at all.

Shen Leguang didn't speak to remind him.After neatly tidying up all the things here, Haitong over there sighed and finally put down the last book in his hand.

He recovered and looked at his room. In fact, it wasn't dirty before, but it was very messy, but when the mess reached a certain level, it would make people feel dirty.The room at this moment is clean, tidy and warm with the warm sunlight.

Haitong gave a small exclamation, and when he looked at Shen Leguang, his eyes were full of admiration.He thought to himself that the people who lived with Shen Leguang in the future would be very happy.

There are eight dishes at noon, four meat, three vegetables and one soup.Mr. Hai took out the wine that he had been hiding for several years but was reluctant to drink. Haitong saw it and accused his father of partiality with a smile.

Ms. Yuan went to make a pot of strong tea, and when she came out, she was holding four white porcelain cups.

"You are all eighteen, you are considered a man, drink some wine to meet the occasion, bid farewell to the old and welcome the new." Although Mr. Hai usually has no prestige, but at this time, everyone will let him, especially Ms. Yuan.

He poured a glass for all four of them, and said while pouring: "At that time, I was thinking why I was not a daughter, so I went to learn how to make wine. When she gets married, I will give her the altar of daughter red, and wish her happiness and happiness. "

"I'm sorry, I gave birth to a son." Haitong pouted.

Mr. Hai was not upset when he heard it.Bringing the wine to Haitong, he looked at it with a smile, "But in the blink of an eye, my son has grown to this size."

He handed Shen Leguang another glass of wine, "You are also a good boy. Don't be restrained in our house, just get what you want to eat, and tell me or Aunt Yuan if you need anything."

Shen Leguang pursed his lips and did not speak, but some fine sweat emerged from his palms.

Ms. Yuan noticed it, and gently held Mr. Hai's with her hand under the table.She raised her glass and said auspicious words with a smile: "In the new year, I will continue to be sweet with Mr. Hai, be healthy, and everything will go well. Moonlight and Tongtong will also have their wishes come true, and there will be no disasters or difficulties."

The other three raised their wine glasses and clinked together. Listening to Ms. Yuan's words, it seemed as if a new life was waving to them.

Nurhong's throat was a little hot, or maybe Haitong and Shen Leguang had never drank such a strong wine before.After one sip, the smell of alcohol became a little bit high.Fortunately, Ms. Yuan was extraordinarily gentle and considerate today, carefully picking up food for the two of them.

Shen Leguang just buried his head in drinking, occasionally smiling at them.The more Nv'erhong drank, the more bitter it became, as if it was ten times more bitter than what was buried in the heart.He ate the dish that Ms. Yuan gave him, feeling relieved.The heart also becomes lighter, like a feather, which can fly up if someone blows lightly on it.

No one stopped him, so he drank harder.Shen Leguang has never been drunk, but Haitong supported him, and asked worriedly: "Are you okay?"

Shen Leguang leaned on his shoulder, her cheeks were like a rosy glow, and her breathing became heavy.He shook his head, trying to comfort them with a smile, but he was so sad that he seemed about to cry.

"Don't drink, eat some food." Ms. Yuan took a piece of chicken with her serving chopsticks and handed it to his mouth, "Be good, don't hurt your stomach."

So Shen Leguang ate the piece of chicken.Then there were shrimps, green vegetables, and custard... Ms. Yuan was feeding it like this, and Haitong's mouth was watering.Mr. Hai at the side didn't care about them. Seeing that Shen Leguang was drunk, he started to drink by himself, shook his head and hummed a few words.

At the end of the meal, Shen Leguang was about to wake up from the wine, so Ms. Yuan stopped.She ordered Haitong to help him back to the room, continued to eat by herself, held a cup and touched Mr. Hai's, the two looked at each other and smiled, the tacit understanding of more than ten years was in it.

Haitong put him on the bed, took off his shoes, and covered him with a quilt.

Shen Leguang's hair was cut short, revealing a full forehead and a slender neck.Xu Shi hasn't been exposed to the sun for a long time, and his skin is much whiter again.Her cheeks were flushed, and her lips were as delicate as cherry balm.This comparison made Haitong's heart beat a little faster, and he couldn't help thinking of Shen Leguang's illness last time.

He bent down and stared at that face for a while, and finally kissed those eyes that seemed to be full of spring water.The eyelashes fluttered slightly, scratching Haitong's chin itchyly.

Shen Leguang's lips are very thin, and he always looks merciless and ungrateful.But the shape is beautiful, and the most beautiful willow leaves in spring can't describe its charm.

Haitong swallowed her saliva, feeling that she was very obscene, and her heart was about to move.He took a breath of courage, then leaned forward and kissed those two lips.Shen Leguang still smelled of alcohol in his mouth, slightly drunk, Haitong bit his teeth and didn't want to leave.

He rubbed those two thin lips, seeing that Shen Leguang hadn't moved, he became more courageous, and quietly poked out the tip of his tongue to lick the other's fine white teeth.Haitong's heart had a feeling of fullness, he was afraid that Shen Leguang would wake up, and he would not be able to stop this secret pleasure, so he suddenly had a desire.

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