cohabitation contract

For dinner, there was neither fish-flavored shredded pork nor Kung Pao chicken. Instead, they ate wheat bean stewed rice, which was a simple ingredient, but Nie Changsheng made it delicious. Zhuang Lingxiao and He Hongwu moved their index fingers and competed. He seemed to eat bowl after bowl. He Hongwu was still in the developmental stage, and he had stayed in a children's welfare home for a while. He had an obsession with food that was different from ordinary people. Say goodbye to the unforgettable hunger.

Because Nie Changsheng knew how amazing the two people's appetites were, he made a lot of dinner, but when he saw the young boy scooping up the fourth bowl of rice, he was afraid that he would eat too much without restraint, so he hurriedly took his bowl and served it. Handed him a small half of the rice, and told him to slow down the chewing speed, as if he was a responsible guardian.

Zhuang Lingxiao glanced at the two of them, and was about to taunt a few words, but the doorbell rang untimely, Zhuang Lingxiao snorted, and someone came rushing through the door during dinner time.

The door was opened by He Hongwu, and it wasn't someone who came here to grab a meal, but a boy who was the same age as He Hongwu upstairs, who hurriedly called He Hongwu to the rooftop, saying that the meteor shower was coming, If you are late, you will lose space.

It was only then that He Hongwu remembered the news about the Geminid meteor shower that was constantly mentioned in TV magazines a few days ago. Before he was suspended from school, he wanted to ask Chu Yingying to watch the meteor shower together. After the accident, although he believed that Nie Changsheng would not be angry He would be sent back to the orphanage, but he was still worried all day and all night, and completely forgot about asking Chu Yingying to watch the meteor shower.

He Hongwu regretted it in his heart, but after all, he was young and couldn't resist the invitation of his peers in a few words. He immediately turned back, put down the bowls and chopsticks, ran to the entrance, put on his sneakers, and shouted: "Uncle Nie, bowl Wait until I come back to wash the chopsticks..." The man had already flown out of the gate, and rushed to the rooftop noisy with the boy of the same age.

The living room became quiet in an instant. The two men who were busy with their own careers didn't focus on the romantic and dreamy "meteor shower". The scene of the meteor flashed into my mind without warning.

At that time, the two were still students in the medical school. The heat of midsummer scorched everyone's skin. Even though the sun had already set for several hours, the door of the dormitory was opened without reservation, and the old fan was turned on to the maximum. Later, the wind from the fan was still blowing with hot waves, and the bedroom was like a steamer that couldn't leak.

After the lights were turned off, Zhuang Lingxiao came out of the bathroom with hot sweat. He still took a cold shower. According to the previous management, he would have to toss and turn on the bed for several hours before ignoring the heat in his mental exhaustion and falling asleep.

But that night, Zhuang Lingxiao came up on a whim, unwilling to be tortured by the boring heat anymore, and said to Nie Changsheng who was sleeping peacefully: "Brother, go play."

At that time, Zhuang Lingxiao was not very willing to call Nie Changsheng "Senior Brother", and always felt that every time he called him, his worth would drop by one point, so calling "Senior Brother" was either very mocking, or something related support.

Nie Changsheng didn't answer, it wasn't that he was already asleep, but what he was thinking, who was also hot and restless, was that the gate of the dormitory building was closed, and it was impossible for the dormitory staff to allow them to go out.

"Nie Changsheng!" Zhuang Lingxiao, who got no response, shouted angrily, and walked quickly to Nie Changsheng's bed, shaking his iron frame bed.

"I can't get out of the dormitory building, and there is no basketball on the playground." Nie Changsheng said calmly. He opened his cold eyes, and there was a hint of coolness in the night, blowing on his hot heart, like a layer of cool dewdrops. .

That's what I said, but in the end Nie Changsheng accompanied Zhuang Lingxiao to the playground.

Of course, it is impossible to have a situation on the playground like Zhuang Lingxiao said, "Some nervous guy might forget the basketball on the playground". They couldn't play basketball, so the two had to lean on the cold basketball hoop and watch in silence. The dark night sky.

In fact, Nie Changsheng was still in shock. When the two went down the dormitory, Zhuang Lingxiao suddenly bent over, took his arm and forged ahead, and said weakly to the dormitory staff who blocked them: "My stomach hurts, it seems to be Appendicitis..." He paused for a few seconds every time he said a word, and there was a trembling sound at the end of his words, as if he was tormented by endless pain, if Nie Changsheng hadn't known that he was pretending, he would definitely be like the dormitory staff deceived.

With Zhuang Lingxiao's acting skills, such knowledge, such a figure and appearance, it would be a waste of money not to develop in the entertainment industry!Nie Changsheng thought so.

"Hello!" Zhuang Lingxiao broke the silence and called him.

"Huh?" Nie Changsheng replied, but he didn't wait for Zhuang Lingxiao's next words. Maybe Zhuang Lingxiao just yelled casually, and the tireless Xia Chan, who was soaked by the heat in the distance, was still neighing in the dark.

When the stars shining like pearl agate in the night descended towards the ground, the two people under the basketball hoop had already lay down side by side on the ground. As two meteors slanted in an arc and passed away in a flash, they slid past Nie Changsheng's eyes.

This is the first time that Nie Changsheng has seen a living meteor. Two shiny meteors flew out of the starry sky inlaid with jewels together, drew a lightning-like arc in the blue sky, and fell silently towards the sky. skyrim.

"Ah!" Nie Changsheng exclaimed, with a simple word, Nie Changsheng's deep voice at least changed a few notes, in addition to surprise and joy, there were also doubts and amusement.

Zhuang Lingxiao snorted, of course he also saw the two meteors that disappeared together, but in his eyes, the thing that flashed by was just an insignificant small celestial body, and it was worth seeing. Changsheng yelled?

"Nie Changsheng, don't you want to make a wish on it?" Zhuang Lingxiao's mocking voice came.

"No." Nie Changsheng was a little helpless, not to mention that he didn't expect to encounter a shooting star at all, even if he came prepared, it passed away in a blink of an eye, falling so fast, it took a simple wish to face it Is it allowed?

"Tsk, only desperate people place their hopes on this kind of cosmic dust." Zhuang Lingxiao sneered disdainfully.

Hearing Zhuang Lingxiao's accusations, Nie Changsheng was not angry at all. If another shooting star slid across the sky, he would be like a desperate loser and make an unknown wish to that little dust that cannot be fulfilled. Anyway, it is impossible for anyone to know, let alone realize it...

Maybe God heard his call, one, two... Meteors one after another drove the tail of the rocket to cut through the darkness again, leaving a thin trace of light, like a brocade thread thrown by a sentimental Weaver Girl to the sky. Cowherd.

Did it hit the Lyrid meteor shower in June?Zhuang Lingxiao was speechless.

What made Zhuang Lingxiao even more speechless was that Nie Changsheng, who was lying side by side with him, put his palms together and really made a wish!

"Tch!" Zhuang Lingxiao snorted disdainfully, and after the people around him finished making their wishes, he asked reluctantly, "Senior brother, you don't think you will make any grand wish to save the dying, heal the wounded, and help the world?"

After fulfilling his wish, Nie Changsheng turned his body with his arm as a pillow, no matter how much Zhuang Lingxiao questioned or pestered him, he just refused to speak, as if if he ignored him, the untouchable secret in his mind would be revealed to the world.

Originally, Zhuang Lingxiao no longer cared about this matter, but the bear boy was called to watch some meteor shower on the rooftop, and a corner of the dust-covered memory was swept away. Nie Changsheng stood up and took the bowls and chopsticks away. out of the kitchen.

He usually takes care of the aftermath. Although He Hongwu said "keep it for him to wash the dishes", most of the time Nie Changsheng did it himself. After all, in his eyes, He Hongwu was still a child, a 12-year-old boy , It's still June [-]st.

He Hongwu didn't catch even a shooting star. Guangdong is not the best place to watch meteors in Gemini. Although there is no cloud cover, the outdoor wind is still raging and fierce. The child forgot to wear a coat when he ran to the rooftop, so he stayed After two hours, he sneezed again and again disappointed.

"Uncle Nie," the child who suffered from the cold said lazily, "I've caught a cold and I'm not feeling well, so I won't go to school tomorrow?" He sneezed twice as if to confirm his words .

Nie Changsheng remembered the phone call from the school at noon to dissuade him from quitting, and he touched He Hongwu's head apologetically, wanting to say something to encourage him, but Zhuang Lingxiao who was on the side said coldly: "What's wrong with you? I see you The boy can kill two tigers!" Then he threatened, "It's the first time to report for duty, you dare to be late!"

He Hongwu pursed his lips, and wanted to fight for the right to leave. Nie Changsheng had already heard the clue. He frowned and asked, "Where are you going to report? Can anyone tell me what's going on!"

"Hey, poor kid," Zhuang Lingxiao stared at He Hongwu, "Didn't you tell him?"

"I thought you would tell Uncle Nie..." He Hongwu shrank his shoulders and blew his nose hard.

Nie Changsheng: ...

He Hongwu took out a thin document from his school bag, which was a registration form for the first grade of junior high school. The school listed on the registration form was a private school in H City—Experimental Middle School.

"You..." Nie Changsheng's words were on the verge of his mouth, but he couldn't do anything about Zhuang Lingxiao's usual style of cutting first and playing later.

"If senior brother must thank me, make me fish-flavored shredded pork tomorrow!" Zhuang Lingxiao waved his hand triumphantly.

"There's also Kung Pao Chicken!" Cold patients cheered up when they heard about the food.

"There are still wheat beans left!" Nie Changsheng replied coolly, implying that he would still eat wheat bean stewed rice tomorrow.

Hearing the muttering voices, one big and one small, Nie Changsheng raised the corners of his lips slightly. He would rather owe Zhuang Lingxiao's love than accept others' love. If possible, he would be willing to spend his whole life to repay it...