teenage lover

Rong Sheng learned that he wanted to see him no matter what when he returned to school, Jiang Wenyuan advised him not to come, Rong Sheng said a few words and hung up the phone.Half an hour later, he appeared at the door of his dormitory. He carried the dinner and asked Jiang Wenyuan if he had eaten.

"How did you get in?"

Rong Sheng threw the lunch box on the table and went to the balcony to wash his hands, "Call the head teacher and say."

There is a main control gate for the dormitory power supply, which is turned off during class hours, and students who return from leave can only be in the dark.They are not used to talking with the door open, and when the door is closed, the room is even darker, and the dim light from the balcony can only make people barely see the outline of the bed cabinet.

Rong Sheng couldn't see his face clearly, he sat down on the bed, put his arms around Jiang Wenyuan, and asked him how things were going.

As he expected, Jiang Wenyuan didn't shy away from anything, and talked to him in a straightforward manner.

"Number three, on the day I went back to school, I went to school after dinner with her. Number four, my dad..." He knew that the person was not dad, but the code name was simple and clear, and both of them could understand who they were referring to, "Found She died in the room."

"suicide?"

"Cut the pulse." Jiang Wenyuan closed his eyes, the entire retina was dark red, "When I got home, someone was already cleaning the floor."

Rong Sheng didn't ask any more questions, and hugged him tightly with his arms, almost as hard as holding his body.The breathing and heartbeat of the two people could be heard clearly in the darkness.For a long time, so long that Jiang Wenyuan thought that no one would speak again, he heard the voice coming from his ear.

Rong Sheng's voice was sad and serious, "Is this related to me?"

Yes, it's like a car driving towards a cliff at high speed. Of course, a stone on the road will shake the car body, changing its speed and even direction.But no matter what, it will still rush towards the boundless cliff that surrounds the entire land, and fall to pieces.

"Sorry. I was wrong..."

"fine."

"I know it's easy to just apologize."

"It's really all right!" Jiang Wenyuan's voice suddenly increased, breaking the situation of the two whispering.

He didn't even have time to comfort himself, he was really powerless to comfort Rong Sheng any more.

The problem is just a habit, Rong Sheng is not afraid of the cold and refuses to go to bed, does not flirt and does not order others, and the anger of getting up for many years has also been successfully cured, and he followed Jiang Wenyuan to school docilely early in the morning.

This state lasted for half a month, and even Jiang Wenyuan was so tired seeing him, he finally changed back to his previous appearance.

Rong Sheng likes to judge others by himself, and thinks that losing his mother is a big event, and that if he doesn't die, he will lose half his life.He was afraid that Jiang Wenyuan would be unbearably sad, or that something was suffocating in his heart, so he grabbed him every day as if forcing him to vomit and asked him how he felt, whether he was uncomfortable or not.

Jiang Wenyuan was very annoying, so he asked him not to keep asking, and asked him whether it was annoying or not several times a day.Rong Sheng also justly said that he might feel better after he got tired of asking.

"Absurd."

He also applied for a half-night stay in the Jiang Wenyuan dormitory, and stayed with him from [-]:[-] am to school until [-]:[-] pm after class. Like Siamese twins, they ate and studied together, took naps and went to school together.

As the senior high school entrance examination was approaching, Jiang Wenyuan spread the volunteer form that had just been handed out in the middle of the table, but glanced to the side.

"You fill it out first, and I'll copy yours."

Jiang Wenyuan said about the high school, Rong Sheng smiled from his eyes, and agreed, they will go to the high school together.

Rong Sheng is squeamish and loves his family, Yizhongyuan is in the suburbs of the city, and almost all the students have to live in dormitories.Jiang Wenyuan found out that they lived in a crowded bunk bed for eight people in one room.Rong Sheng definitely couldn't bear it, and maybe he would go to study regardless of the long distance.

Their school is a private school with a lot of money, high tuition fees in exchange for complete facilities, good environment, strong teachers, and top grades in the city, and it is not accommodating to study in the high school of this school.

More importantly, he only longs for love and has no interest in accepting the gift of guilt.

The school allows top students to enter the school without examination in the second half of the year. Jiang Wenyuan almost threw away all the textbooks and materials after filling out the application.In the later period, when there was no self-study class, Jiang Wenyuan held the novel while reading and supervised Rong Sheng's study. When he was in a daze or dozed off, he woke him up and answered questions for him.

Later, Rong Sheng performed exceptionally well and was admitted to the best key class in high school by relying on his own grades.His father was so happy that his face was flushed for a whole week, and he held a ostentatious school entrance banquet for him, which only provided food and drink and definitely did not accept gift money.

Rong Sheng rolled his eyes when he found out, and called Jiang Wenyuan to complain that his father planned to pluck his hair and apply a few layers of oil to drag him out for an exhibition to show off.Rong Sheng vowed that he would never participate in such a stupid banquet, and he would run away from home early tomorrow morning.

Jiang Wenyuan knew that he just wanted to find someone to act like a baby, so she tried her best to comfort him on the phone-it doesn't matter whether it's true or not, as long as you like it, I will.

Jiang Jian almost never went home. Jiang Wenyuan locked the gate, and took the train to the small town where Jiang Yang worked for half a month with his bag on his back.

Jiang Yang went out early and returned late, busy with work, and his girlfriend Wang Yingchuan had some free time. The two of them rode bicycles to every corner of this sparsely populated town, every hillside, dilapidated streets and newly built seaside. View Boulevard.

Under Wang Yingchuan's guidance, he tried cooking, and the cooked dishes made Jiang Yang and Wang Yingchuan turn blue. At that time, he advised him not to enter the kitchen again.

Jiang Wenyuan thought that he just lacked the relevant theoretical knowledge, and didn't believe there was any mystery in making the food sweet and delicious. He tried different methods and dishes repeatedly but failed, so he gave up and stayed away from the kitchen.

Wang Yingchuan felt sorry for him, thinking that the cabbages had turned yellow in the field, and she must have felt uncomfortable and panicked, so she didn't stop Jiang Wenyuan from taking out her cigarette case.

The two squatted side by side on the side of the road panting for breath. They couldn't find a shop if they wanted to drink water, and they had to be careful not to let others ride away the bicycles parked beside them.

"First draw?"

Jiang Wenyuan shook his head, Wang Yingchuan exhaled a puff of white smoke, "That's good, otherwise your brother will smoke me to death."

After thinking about it, Wang Yingchuan snatched the cigarette he hadn't had time to light, with a serious face, "You took one from me and I have the responsibility to tell your brother."

Jiang Wenyuan was tired of the carefulness of these two people, as if he was a fragile piece of porcelain, and he couldn't squeeze it even with two fingers.

A motorcycle with a roaring engine passed by, stirring up dust all the way, and God still owed this hot and dry town a heavy rain.

"My mother treated me badly before she was alive, and I'm not too sad."

The two got up and avoided in embarrassment, and finally helped the car to walk towards the fading sunset, towards home.

"It's always going to be sad." Wang Yingchuan said, "My mother still beats me and beats my legs with small branches, such thick branches... I will argue with her when I get home, alas, now I think of her in the middle of the night and I occasionally Still shed tears."

In addition to more than a dozen old classmates in the key class of the senior high school, there are many ordinary classes and students admitted from other schools.

Rong Sheng stayed at the hotel, and Jiang Wenyuan asked him why he gave up struggling.In the past, not always his father told him to go east, so he chose to go west.

"Live here if you want." Rong Sheng said it as a matter of course, as if he wasn't the one who was pampered before.

The dormitories of Rong Sheng and Jiang Wenyuan were separated by a whole floor, Rong Sheng persuaded his dormmates to go upstairs and asked Jiang Wenyuan to change to their dormitory.

"Really?" Jiang Wenyuan's bed was already made, he thought Rong Sheng was just talking.

In the future, they will really live in the same room. Although there are other classmates, Jiang Wenyuan is still so happy that he doesn't know what to say.

There are two empty beds, with the feet of the beds facing each other.One by the door, one by the window and balcony.

The bed next to the door was originally Rong Sheng's bed, Rong Sheng was a light sleeper, with his head resting against the door, he was always disturbed by the noise of footsteps in the corridor, so he couldn't fall asleep, and after only two nights of sleep, he switched over with Jiang Wenyuan.

Jiang Wenyuan didn't like desk lamps, and he didn't want to do his homework facing a wall. Anyway, Rong Sheng wouldn't do his homework in the dormitory, so he occupied Rong Sheng's desk by the window for a long time.

Over time, the two developed a tacit understanding. They piled up textbooks and miscellaneous books on the table by the window, and put the odds and ends and fruit snacks on the table by the wall. Everything was mixed together.

Their work and rest schedules are not the same. In the morning, Rong Sheng gets up half an hour after leaving the dormitory in Jiang Wenyuan.They had lunch together at noon, and Jiang Wenyuan went back to the dormitory to do his homework after lunch. During this time, Rong Sheng probably went to visit his friends and returned to the dormitory before the nap bell rang.

Rong Sheng would go home occasionally in the afternoon. Even if he didn’t go home, he would be gone after class. Hurry up to play ball. After playing, he often didn’t have time to eat dinner. In one evening class, Rong Sheng said that he was so hungry that he fainted , Jiang Wenyuan has taken his dinner ever since.

Where can I find such a lovely, virtuous and helpful friend, Rong Sheng really feels that he has picked up a treasure.

"I'm really jealous when I think that you will take care of your girlfriend in the future..."

Jiang Wenyuan forked off his jacket and trousers from the balcony and asked him why he was so free this afternoon.

"Hurry up and eat your meal." Rong Sheng said that he might become jealous and fight with his girlfriend.

Jiang Wenyuan knew that his childish illness had occurred again, so he asked him to eat and take a bath quickly.

Rong Sheng stared at Jiang Wenyuan getting dressed, and said that he went back and forth between three o'clock in the dormitory cafeteria of the teaching building all day long, and he didn't exercise, no wonder he was so thin.

Jiang Wenyuan said that Rong Sheng was still dreaming when he got up and ran ten laps on the playground every morning.

"But why do you look so weak?"

"Do you think you are strong?" Jiang Wenyuan reached out to pinch his waist.

Rong Sheng smiled and avoided, saying not to touch him, "I'm ticklish."

It's also ticklish, which really makes people think about it.

When he came back from school at noon, Jiang Wenyuan lay down on Rong Sheng's bed when he was tired from doing his homework, and he didn't want to walk over for a few more steps.As time passed, he became even more affectionate, nestled on Rong Sheng's bed all year round, and only reluctantly moved back to sleep when the sleep bell rang.

Rong Sheng actually didn't mind him lying down, but he was upset that he left his bed in a mess and didn't clean it up.

Whenever he saw his sheets crumpled up and his mattress shifted badly, he knew it had been tampered with.At such a time, he would ask Jiang Wenyuan to make his bed, and force him to tidy up his bed, which was like a kennel. Clothes and quilts were tangled together, and miscellaneous books, flashlights and chargers were caught in it.

Jiang Wenyuan grabbed a pair of blue pajama pants that had been missing from his memory for a long time, and after smelling them for a long time, he couldn't tell whether he had worn them or not.

"Been sleeping with you for half a month, it's dirty even if you haven't worn it!" Rong Sheng asked him to wash all the clothes on the bed quickly.

"This was just received yesterday." Jiang Wenyuan said, pulling out other clothes from under the quilt, "This one is also, this one..."

The reason why Jiang Wenyuan became the head of the dormitory was a fiasco of rock-paper-scissors, but he was only in charge of "foreign affairs", responsible for holding meetings and handing over with teachers and dormitory administrators.

And Rong Sheng is in charge of "internal affairs" and formulating strict and ruthless house rules. He even wants to prohibit everyone from waking up at night. The reason is that if everyone wakes up once at night, then his night's sleep will be divided into four parts-in order to solve this problem. Question Jiang Wenyuan bought him a box of noise-canceling earplugs.

Recently, Rong Sheng wanted to add three new rules with very clear directions: clothes should be collected immediately when they are dry, and they are not allowed to be placed on the bed, and socks should be washed every day.

"Socks under the bed don't bother anyone..."

"I'll sweep them all into the trash can tomorrow when I'm on duty." Rong Sheng insisted.

Jiang Wenyuan daydreamed while rubbing his socks, saying that in the future he would buy a lot of socks when he was rich, and he would wear a pair and throw away a pair.

Rong Sheng said that this is what he is promising: "I will give you a hundred pairs on your birthday, which is enough for you to throw away for three months."