crush again

Numerous predecessors have proved that drinking milk may really help you grow taller.Don't you see that after World War II, Japan launched the "Milk Project" for primary and middle school students to have a cup of milk every day...successfully raised the national average height from 1.6 meters to 1.6 meters five.

Young Master Ye, as the No. [-] seeded contestant, has a guaranteed height to stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun, so a cup of warm milk every night is a must-do job in the kitchen.Huo Yang quickly intercepted the milk and blueberry cookies that were about to be sent, and brought them over with a smile.

Li Yanxing wasn't there that night, and Ye Qiru was of course not, so Huo Yang let it go with peace of mind.The servant was very polite to him, tidied up the guest room, Huo Yang changed into his pajamas, and wandered to Ye Lang's bedroom.

The floor-to-ceiling windows were half open, and the cool smell of flowers and trees and water vapor from the garden downstairs permeated into the house. The villa not far away was brightly lit, but the light and shadow of a violin in the corner of the room was dimmed.The furnishings in the room are quite modern, but for a child, there is a kind of deserted simplicity.

Wearing clean shorts and shorts, the boy brushed his teeth and washed his face, laid out the thin quilt meticulously, got under the quilt, and took the milk cup.

Holding the glass in both hands, he drank a glass of milk in small sips.When the lips left the rim of the cup, fluffy milk stains were left on the corner of the mouth, so I stuck out the tip of my tongue and licked it around again.

This action is so cute that it bleeds, but Xiaoye Lang still has a serious face.Huo Yang couldn't help laughing, stretched out his hand, and gently wiped the corner of the child's mouth with his thumb, "Didn't lick it clean, little milk cat."

Ye Lang was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, and found that there was really no milk stain this time.He handed the glass to Huo Yang and said like a little adult, "Thank you. Good night."

"You're quite polite." Huo Yang was in a good mood, "Get in quickly, I'm going to turn off the lights."

Ye Lang quickly slid down and got into the bed, only showing half of his face.He saw the young man holding the cup in one hand, pressing the light switch with the other, and said to him with the corner of his mouth curled up, "Good night."

Then everything in the room went out, and the familiar darkness filled the space silently.Ye Lang hugged the soft quilt, and the tall bear in his arms, heard the footsteps outside the house gradually drifting away, and finally stopped abruptly after the sound of closing the door.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath to adjust his exhalation, and buried his head into the bear's shoulder.

One sheep, two sheep...

Three sheep, four, five...

...and it turned out to be completely futile.Ye Lang tossed and turned, lying down for an unknown amount of time, but couldn't fall asleep; after numbly counting hundreds of sheep in his heart, he suddenly felt that the bear in his arms was taking up too much space on the bed and getting in the way everywhere.He moved impatiently, and finally couldn't help kicking the stupid thing down.

He spread himself out on the bed angrily, thinking: "No, I have to go to bed quickly, and tomorrow..."

Before finishing this thought, a sober voice suddenly appeared in my mind, "Tomorrow? You don't have to go to school tomorrow!"

Then another voice sounded, murmuring in a daze, "Then what are you going to do tomorrow? Studying? Playing ball? Equestrianism? Practicing the piano? Mom and Dad seem to say..."

The sober voice became more and more excited, interrupting it abruptly: "Mom and Dad?"

"...well, they..."

"Your father is dead, your mother is taking drugs, and Aunt Li is not your real mother. Who will care about you?"

The first voice was silent for a moment, then weakly and blankly "Ah".But the torture in his heart is still pressing on, like one after another sharp whip whizzing past, "The driver will take you to and from school, the chef will wait for you to go home for dinner, and someone will clean the room, trim the flowers and plants, and give you The quilts are warm in the sun. But you hired them with money. They are used to doing errands in a rich family. They are so smart and worldly, and they never meddle in their own business. This house is yours, the inheritance is yours, grandparents’ Care will be yours too...but who takes you seriously?"

One word caused thousands of ripples.

At this time, the sober and passionate voice softened, while the confused voice became clearer.Two voices that generate and repel each other merged into a single channel, which came out from the secluded area of ​​the deep, deep mind, and made him open his eyes.

"Brother Huo Yang."

The car lights flickered outside the window, and one car after another stopped in front of the bustling villa, which briefly flickered the room, like a gorgeous chasing light before the opening of a performance.

After half an hour.

Ye Lang stood in the corridor, pinching his nose, trying to hold back a sneeze that was about to come out.At this time, the door behind him creaked suddenly, the draft passed by from behind, and the door slammed into the door frame without a sound.

In the nick of time, Ye Lang reacted quickly and quite ferociously - he quickly turned around, leaned forward, and pinned his foot between the door frame and the door... Then his face became a little ferocious.The boy sucked in the cold air silently, moved slowly, and closed the door lightly.

He looked around, groped for the wall in the darkness, walked forward step by step, turned back and forth, and would be startled backwards at the slightest sign of disturbance.If Young Master Ye was not familiar with the structure of his home and did not trigger any alarm system, he might be caught as a thief.

It's also because his family education is too strict, walking two steps in his own home, it's like burglary.

At last he found the doorknob of one of the guest rooms.Ye Lang let out a sigh of relief as if he had completed a long march, but he didn't let go. He held his breath again, twisted the doorknob at a speed of one degree per minute, dodged, and got in against the wall.

The room was very dark, and his eyes adapted to the darkness could see the vague figure of a human being on the bed. The man was casually covered with a thin quilt, sleeping soundly, and didn't even notice that there was a sneaky little guy in his room.

Just when Ye Lang was hesitating whether to wake him up first and ask a question, or just climbed onto the bed, there was a flash of car lights outside the window - it was a passing car outside, not dazzling, but it really frightened Ye Lang He jumped and took a big step back in fright.

The sound of the soles of shoes on the wooden floor was very abrupt.The person on the bed moved, looked half asleep and half awake at the source of the sound, was startled, not knowing what it was, and suddenly propped up half of his body, "...Who is there?"

Ye Lang was embarrassed, cleared his throat, "It's me, brother."

"Fuck..." Huo Yang fell back on the bed with a bang.He put his hand on his forehead, and it took him a long time to react, and he murmured weakly, "Honey, you scared me to death."

Ye Lang plucked up his courage and poured out the words he had just made up. Because of his guilty conscience and eagerness, he stuttered, "I don't know where my bear fell, maybe it was when I was sleeping. I accidentally kicked it down...I, I can't sleep without holding something..."

Huo Yang hummed vaguely, put down his hands, and looked at him sleepily.

Ye Lang looked at him carefully, "...can I sleep with you?"

"Oh, okay." Huo Yang yawned big, and patted the bed next to him, "Come on."

The other party agreed so simply that Ye Lang was stunned instead.

For as long as he could remember, he seemed to have slept alone.When he was very young, he vaguely remembered the feeling of sleeping in his mother's arms. For the child, the embrace was as reassuring and warm as returning to the womb.After his mother left, his father slept with him in his arms for a while, but later on he didn't know whether he was annoying or because he was too tired from work, Ye Lang was forced to separate the beds when he was five years old.

At first he was unwilling, crying and knocking on his father's bedroom at night, saying that he would not sleep with the nanny.Then Dad got very angry, ordered everyone to leave him alone, and locked his door with a click.The five-year-old was too short to reach the light switch, and besides, he didn't know that there was a light switch, so he was afraid and wailed in the dark all night.Tired of crying, he fell asleep sobbing.

In the middle of the night, Dad sat by the bed and watched him, and told him a lot of things he couldn't understand.What is growing up and what is independence?He just didn't want to be alone in the dark bed, listening to the wind beating the leaves outside the window and the clock ticking every night.

If his father was like this, he didn't dare to ask his stepmother to hug him.Li Yanxing gave him that big teddy bear, but he actually didn't want to sleep with it at all.The toys in the world are all made by adults, either to perfuse children or to satisfy their own dreams.

They all forgot that they were once children too.

When Ye Lang was still standing there in a daze, suddenly his body flew into the air—it was Huo Yang who was impatient and picked him up by the waist, and the two of them fell on the bed.

"What are you thinking about?" He pulled some of the quilt and threw it on Ye Lang, "Sleep."

After the young man threw down such a sentence, he tilted his head and fell asleep, with his hands still on top of Ye Lang's head.Ye Lang lay on the bed, listening to his long and slow breathing, hesitated for a moment, gently hugged his arms in his arms, and closed his eyes.

This time he fell asleep quickly.

Huo Yang was also having a dream, a dream completely different from Ye Lang's.

He dreamed of the memory of his previous life.

The two of Ye and Huo first met in university, so they started talking about the military training when they stepped into the university gate.At that time, Huo Yang was still a second-stage rabid boy with "the sky is big and the earth is big, and I am the biggest". When it's too much to beat.

In the education that Chinese youth receive, all the days before the college entrance examination are just endless instant noodles and endless acne. Going to college is synonymous with Sa Huan Er, and Huo Yang is fully prepared for this.Before the military training, he made a plane head, bought cropped pants, and wore a pair of flamboyant light pink basketball shoes. If it wasn't for his good looks and good temperament, he would be a bum everywhere.

There are no more than three things that guys like, beauties, basketball, and qualifying.For the first type, Huo Yang has a unique vision, who said that military training is a hell for finding a partner?A girl with oily hair and oily face, tattered clothes and shoes, who is sweating profusely and can still be vaguely moving, that is truly stunning.

Huo Qingsheng quickly caught up with many beautiful girls in the business school, including many old drivers, with his eyes that can pick skin and cramps, and a tongue that can tell a sow to climb a tree; When it started, suddenly everything changed.

Where is Beijing University A?Immortals from all walks of life are all here, pick out one at random, either a god of learning or a eccentric, or rich and powerful, with a difficult family background.

For two days, no matter where Huo Yang went, he could vaguely hear someone talking about a name, and most of them were girls.There were people pointing and pointing in the camp, people in the cafeteria were excited, and his name was hung on the confession wall of the school, and it was hung three times.Although Huo Yang is not very interested in handsome guys, he can't stand the constant bombardment from acquaintances and seniors every day.

"What water glass does XX use", "What kind of meal does XX eat", "XX chats with a beautiful woman", "XX ate that beautiful woman's cake"...

Huo Yang was very numb: "Well, okay, haha, I'm going to take a shower."

He thought to himself how rich this kid's family is to afford so many fans?Even his side was infiltrated.With this ability, why not engage in purchasing agents!

One day at two o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was shining brightly on the sky and the ground, and the heat was so hot that you could hear the crackling sound of the plastic floor.Everyone sat listlessly on the saddle, dead silent.Exposure to the scorching sun, separated by two layers of training clothes, his skin was burning hot.

Huo Yang wiped away the sweat dripping down his face and neck, and finally lost his mind to idleness, and stared blankly at the playground not far away that looked like a pool of fire.

There was a figure there.

It's dead to be exposed to the sun this day, Huo Yang thought at first that it was because of his eyesight.After a while, the shadow got closer, and it turned out to be a real person, wearing a full camouflage uniform, a hat and an armed belt, running on the plastic track.

The people around started whispering, and they all looked at the person who was not afraid of death.The man ran unhurriedly and approached, half of his snow-skinned face was exposed under the brim of his hat.

The girl behind him suddenly started to commotion in a low voice, and his voice was extremely low when discussing, but Huo Yang still heard only a few words.

When the man ran to the closest position to them in the next lap, Huo Yang couldn't help but observe this man who caused a stir in the school.He noticed that on the tip of his chin there were some light green stubbles. He didn't know whether he forgot to shave or did it on purpose, adding a roughness to his beauty.Huo Yang stared at it for a long time, reached out and touched his chin, and began to consider whether to take Dumbledore as the ultimate goal.

That night, the little beauties from Brothers Camp took the initiative to chat with him.

"Oh my god, it's XX who ran laps today! He's so handsome. He ran six laps in such a hot day and still hasn't fainted!"

"..." Huo Yang said, "Everyone has gone to the infirmary."

"Really, you fucking said it earlier!" said the elegant beauty, "I said it earlier, so I went to visit my husband."

"...Aren't you going to talk about why he ran around?"

"It's because of the attire." The beauties are like countless treasures, and they excitedly typed a long paragraph, "He wears a silver chain, very thin and not long, about the length of the clavicle chain. Nothing is hung on it, just a plain chain , I usually only tuck it in my clothes, not the way stinky hooligans wear it."

Huo Yangqi said: "Isn't it forbidden to wear jewelry in military training?"

"That's right! The instructor asked him to take it off at first, but he didn't take it off; when asked why, he said that this necklace has a special meaning and cannot be taken off. He also said that running, pull-ups, and push-ups can be done with one hand, but Can’t pick it up. The instructor got angry and asked him to run 2000 meters, but he turned around and left without saying a word.”

Beauty: "You're so fucking handsome! You're so manly! I love you, husband!"

Huo Yang, "..."

Not just a pretender!

He immediately decided that next month's life would be over, and after the training, he would go for a big gold chain, echoing that buddy from afar.

The author has something to say:

This article will probably be narrated in two directions, one side is the present world, and the other side is memory

Memories are sick