Hands Can Pick Stars [Rebirth]

The big palm was still on the back, separated by a thin quilt.

Wen Baiyu paused for a moment, then trembled uncontrollably, because he was about to lie, he was so nervous that his voice stuttered, "It's... thunder." Fortunately, he was cleverly hiding under the covers, so Yu Shuchen couldn't see him What it looks like now.

He is actually not afraid of thunder, but today's earth-shattering thunder gave him inspiration.

In the past, as long as he cried pitifully, his brother would forgive him.

Yu Shuchen seemed to be delighted by these words, and smiled softly.

Wen Baiyu always felt that he was like a big cat with a comfortable "purr" sound in its throat, holding down the poor animal that was shivering under his paws.

He mercilessly dismantled the little animal's lies that could be broken with a poke: "There was thunder last week, I remember, I came back a bit late, isn't Little Xingxing afraid?"

Wen Baiyu continued: "That's also scary."

Yu Shuchen said "Oh", and then seemed to be talking to himself, "Then it seems that brother is wrong. Brother clearly remembers that a certain child slept soundly."

Wen Baiyu retorted firmly in a low voice: "That must be my brother's mistake."

"I'm very afraid of thunder." Wen Baiyu wrapped himself up tighter again, "It's very loud today."

It seems that if it is particularly loud, even the fear is doubled.

"The stars are very frightened."

The elder brother was really angry, and he didn't accommodate him at all.

Why don't you just cry and try...

Wen Baiyu held back his tears with all his strength in the quilt, and rubbed his eyes red with his hands, but he didn't have a single tear.

Wen Baiyu: "..." Yaoshou, at the critical moment, tears are no longer obedient.

Yu Shuchen didn't expose him again, but followed him and asked, "Then what can I do if little Xingxing is so scared? How can my brother help?"

Wen Baiyu's voice was muffled under the quilt, it sounded "beeping", the voice was very small, like a kitten who lost its mother, "Can the stars stay here?"

Poor, with a nasal sound, Yu Shuchen wasn't sure if he was crying.

After hesitating for a moment, he patted the quilt lightly again as a comfort.

"The stars come out first," he asked softly, "isn't it stuffy inside?"

Wen Baiyu squirmed under the quilt, and turned over carefully, revealing a small head.

His forehead hair was soaked with sweat and stuck to his forehead, and his big, round eyes were red, revealing the innocent look of a homeless person eager to be taken in.

Yu Shuchen thought of the Q-version villain who was hidden deep in the leather armor with the child's card again. The expression that said "Brother, adopt me" was exactly the same as the current Wen Baiyu.

Sure enough, it is a self-portrait of myself...

"Brother." Those big innocent eyes blinked, the insides were watery, and always gave others the illusion that tears would flow in the blink of an eye, "Is it okay?"

Yu Shuchen froze for a moment.

Wen Baiyu moved in: "Brother, come up quickly, can Xingxing sleep with brother?"

Then he added: "Just tonight."

After speaking, he lifted a corner of the quilt and patted the pillow like the original owner of the bed, "Brother, come up quickly."

In a few words, Yu Shuchen's subsequent actions were clearly arranged.

Wen Baiyu was wearing a cute pink cat pajamas.

Yu Shuchen vaguely smelled an unfamiliar fragrance from him, the faint scent of roses.It should be Ye Qian's floral body wash.

It should be different from the childish lemon milk scent, but the mature flower scent on him seems to be tainted with a naive flavor.

Yu Shuchen couldn't describe it, but it was close to that innocent and seductive taste.

However, it doesn't seem so right to insist on putting such a description on Wen Baiyu.

As for why it was wrong, after a while, he could only come to one conclusion - he was just a child.

And this little friend, at the moment, was thinking about the chances that if the next lightning struck, he pretended to be scared, and took the opportunity to roll into his brother's arms without being pushed away.

Nature always does not give people too much time to think about countermeasures, and the next huge thunder that shakes the world will explode over the city.

Wen Baiyu was caught off guard, even though he was really not afraid of thunder, he was taken aback. He trembled on the bed, and the bed board was shaken violently.

Yu Shuchen turned his head to look, the shock in Wen Baiyu's pupils hadn't faded away, the only blush on his face also disappeared, and his small face was pale.

Really frightened, Wen Baiyu wouldn't shake anymore, like a puppet without a soul.

He also forgot to get into the arms of the person next to him, he was in a daze.

Yu Shuchen was taken aback by his reaction, turned around, touched Wen Baiyu's face, and asked anxiously, "Xing Xing, what's wrong with Xing Xing?"

Wen Baiyu's hands grabbed the quilt on Yu Shuchen's side, and held it so tightly that the knuckles of every finger turned white.

Shaking his head reflexively: "No, I'm fine."

It was only after he finished speaking that he realized what a rare opportunity to rely on each other.

Isn't this the purpose of coming to bed by yourself, even if you don't do anything, it's good to find an excuse to entangle your hands and feet.

Just missed it.

Wen Baiyu lay upright, with his hands straight on his chest, tears of regret streaming from his heart.

There is still an arm's distance between him and Yu Shuchen.

I never thought the bed was too big, but now I feel that the bed I bought is too big.The two boys were lying down, and there was even a person squeezed between them.

It would be nice to have a bed like the dormitory students in the school, who can't let go of their hands and feet when sleeping alone.

Then he doesn't need to look for opportunities at all, he can be shoulder to shoulder and feet to feet.

He could only curl his lips, wanting to get other benefits, "Brother, before children go to bed, adults will tell a bedtime story."

Yu Shuchen lacked interest in storytelling, let alone, "I don't know how to tell stories."

Wen Baiyu pouted and turned over.

Yu Shuchen continued behind him: "Besides, I'm not an adult either."

Wen Baiyu knew that he would definitely not be willing to tell stories, so he settled for the next best thing.

"Brother can tell the story with sister." He pursed his lips, "Did brother know sister a long time ago?"

To be reasonable, even though Wen Baisang is the school belle of Yansheng Middle School, she does have a good-looking skin, an extremely smart head, and an arrogance that looks down on anyone... But, a girl who has all these things is considered a good-looking girl. Not many, but she won't be the only one either.

Why did Yu Shuchen have a soft spot for her, and in his previous life, because she got married, he was so sad that he got into a car accident...

He wanted to find the reason why Yu Shuchen must be his sister from their first meeting.

Hearing this request, Yu Shuchen was obviously even less interested.

Now Yu Shuchen didn't even bother to look for a reason for the refusal, so he closed his beautiful eyes, "What's your sister talking about?"

Want to cover it up!

The more he avoided talking about it, the more Wen Baiyu wanted to know.

He didn't know why he wanted to hear it so much. Apart from the high-sounding reasons he thought up for himself above, he thought, there should be some other reasons.It's like when you have a toothache, the more painful the whole red and swollen gums are, the more you want to poke them with your hands. When you poke them, you will feel the sour and painful sour feeling, which stimulates the nerves in the brain.

So Wen Baiyu turned his body back again, sideways to Yu Shuchen's direction.

The movement of his turning around was a bit louder. Originally, there was an arm's length between the two of them, but after turning around, there was only less than a head-sized distance left.

Both of them were sideways, with the ends of their hair spread out, touching each other subtly.

Yu Shuchen's hair was very black, while Wen Baiyu's hair was soft and slightly brown with fever.Two different levels of black are stacked together to create a messy feeling of different colors.

They were neither close nor far away, but each other's exhaled breath intertwined in the gap and returned to each other's faces.

The entanglement of their breath gave Wen Baiyu the illusion that they were kissing.

He blushed unbelievably.But still stubbornly said: "It's boring anyway, can't brother talk about it?"

"You can sleep if you're bored," Yu Shuchen didn't want to talk about this topic at all, "Why are you so curious about this kind of thing today?"

"That's right, I'm curious!" Wen Baiyu unconsciously grabbed the edge of the quilt with his right hand, and clenched it tightly, "Sister and brother have such different personalities, how did they become good friends?"

Yu Shuchen was a little annoyed by the question, because for him, this was a dark history that he didn't want to mention.

But when he opened his eyes, he saw Wen Baiyu's slender eyelashes, trembling slightly at this moment, like a butterfly that would spread its wings and fly away when the wind blows.

There was some fine sweat on the tip of the nose, and I didn't know whether it was heat or fear.

The irritability of being offended by the black history slowly disappeared.

He took out two sheets of paper from the paper drawer next to the pillow, and stretched out his hand to help him wipe off the sweat very naturally.

It seemed that ever since he met Wen Baiyu, he was ready to be a servant at any time.

Serve a little ancestor.

Assuming that there is a ruler to measure the bottom line in people's hearts, that period of black history that everyone touches will be banned is at the bottom line.

But Wen Baiyu broke in without any burden, stepping on this bottom line below the horizontal line, again and again, getting lower and lower.

After wiping, Yu Shuchen threw the paper into the trash can next to the bed, and said self-destructively: "It turns out that my family lives near yours. From kindergarten to junior high school, I'm in the same class as your sister."

Wen Baiyu didn't speak, the line of his lips collapsed very straight.

My heart was sour, oh, it turned out to be a childhood sweetheart.

Yu Shuchen is still recalling: "But I didn't know her very well in kindergarten and elementary school. Your sister has such a violent temper. Few boys would dare to be with her."

Wen Baiyu complained silently, but you and your sister seem to have a very good relationship.

Those who bury each other and bury each other are not afraid of hurting their feelings at all.

Wen Baiyu gave a displeased "hmm" and asked, "Then how did you and your sister get to know each other?"

Probably this wasn't a very good memory, Yu Shuchen's right face was immersed in the light on the ceiling, showing unbearable looking back and disgust.

Yu Shuchen narrated it briefly, looking reluctant.

Speaking of which, this matter is also fate, no, it is evil fate.

At that time, the toilet on the third floor of their junior high school was repaired, and the students on that entire floor ran upstairs or downstairs, and the toilet was more crowded than usual.

It was also unlucky, Yu Shuchen suddenly wanted to go to the toilet when he was about to start class.

As soon as he entered, a voice holding his nose stopped him from the cubicle, "Oh, classmate!"

At that time, Yu Shuchen hadn't behaved calmly when Mount Tai collapsed in front of him, so he was so startled that he even forgot to go to the toilet.

Even if you pinch your nose, you can hear a girl in the cubicle.

He glanced back at the urinal to make sure he had gone the right way.

"Student, did you go to the wrong toilet?"

The female classmate in the cubicle smiled boldly: "I know, what a big deal. If the women's toilet next door is full, school will be over. There are few people here, so it doesn't hurt to borrow it."

Their men's room has never been affected by the crowd, and the girls next door can line up to the stairs, and the men's room goes back and forth, which is very empty.

Yu Shuchen thought the speaker's voice was familiar, but he didn't expect the girl inside to recognize him first.

"Yu Shuchen?" The girl stopped pretending and said quickly, "Yu Shuchen, it would be great if it was you, we are neighbors, you will always help if there is a favor?"

Out of neighbor humanitarianism, he agreed without asking any favors.

Wen Baisang: "Yu Shuchen, please help me go to the canteen to buy a tampon, please!"

He lingered outside for a while, and finally appeared at the school canteen...

Near the sanitary napkin shelf.

Accept the "caring" gossip from the waiter.

Yu Shuchen finished his speech in a straight-forward manner with no expression on his face. There were obviously several ups and downs in this place, but he was so bland as if he just drank a sip of water.

But the story itself is still very funny.

Wen Baiyu suppressed a smile, his eyes were full of smiles, and the corners of his mouth were pressed hard, as if the smile would leak out when he opened his mouth, breaking the short silence.

He calmed down a bit and said, "My brother really isn't suitable for telling stories."

It's just a pity to have such a good voice.

Yu Shuchen was lying on his back, looking at the upper bunk, and said in an awkward voice, "Laugh if you want."

Well, you made me laugh.

Wen Baiyu finally couldn't help it, and laughed "hahahaha".

He only needs to think of his brother going to the counter with a cold face and asking the waiter where there are sanitary napkins for sale.Even after arriving, there are many details in it.

What's more interesting is the probing eyes of the waiter next to him.

The cold face that was always deliberately tense immediately turned into a cold and embarrassed look.

He thought it was really funny.

Hahahahahaha.

It seemed that after this time, the two of them got to know each other somehow, at least like two normal childhood friends who grew up.

Could this be the source of my brother's liking?

Does it have to be such an embarrassing and weird story to be remembered?

Then... what if.

He meant that if, if he was to be remembered by his brother, would it be like this——

Brother, can you pick up the soap for me?

Guaranteed to be embarrassing and unforgettable.

No, just thinking about it, his toes can dig out three rooms and two halls.

Yu Shuchen turned over: "You can go up."

Wen Baiyu stopped laughing immediately, and shouted: "Why!"

Yu Shuchen's voice was flat: "Looking at you laughing so loudly, it's obvious that you're not afraid anymore."

Wen Baiyu wrapped himself tightly with the quilt, as if Yu Shuchen would suddenly sit up and drag him out of the quilt, "Who said that, I'm still afraid."

Yu Shuchen didn't force him away either.

Wen Baiyu was quiet for a while, then turned around and asked, "Brother, what do you think of sister?"

Yu Shuchen turned to look at him again.

Wen Baiyu's big eyes reflected half of the light above his head. The light flickered on and off, making it difficult to see clearly, but the emotions in his eyes were easy to understand.

It is hopeful and apprehensive at the same time.

Yu Shuchen doesn't have any biological brothers or sisters, so I don't know what kind of emotion this is, but I've also heard that children have a natural admiration for older brothers and sisters, and when they were young, they would involuntarily play with older friends , as sticky as chewing gum, you can't even shake it off.

The arrogance, domineering, and poisonous snake that was about to come out of the mouth circled around the tip of the tongue: "beautiful, generous, neat, and temperamental."

Children are happy to hear such compliments.

But kid Wen Baiyu was obviously different.

He pursed his lips, feeling a sour and bitter taste in his heart.

He was happy to hear anyone's praise for his sister, but Yu Shuchen was the only one who couldn't.

Because other people's liking may be just liking, but Yu Shuchen's liking will be fatal.

It seems that his own strategy is not working.

Like is a mysterious and mysterious thing. When you feel it, even if there are thousands of difficulties and dangers, you will rush forward like a moth to a flame, and no one can stop it.

The liking that has arisen since childhood is not something that I can abandon overnight.

Wen Baiyu fell into confusion, but what else could he do?

He instantly felt how ridiculous it was that he was lying on the bed today.

Relying on Yu Shuchen's accommodating, how abominable it is for him to harbor those unknown emotions.

The shy heat on his body turned into shame and embarrassment, and his back was burned on the iron plate, so hot that he could no longer lie down with peace of mind.

He even had an urge to get under the bed.

So uncomfortable.

He was like a fish out of water, or a land animal submerged in water and unable to breathe.

Lost all oxygen.

Rainwater overflowed from his eyes, and he tried his best to suppress it.

He finally asked on the red-hot iron board: "Brother, do you also want to be my brother-in-law?"

He wanted to say, if you want, I will help you.

But he opened and closed his lips several times, but he didn't say anything.

However, Yu Shuchen seemed to have heard some absurd rumors, his face was turned sideways because he was too shocked, and his eyes, which were always lazy and slightly narrowed, were wide open.

Yu Shuchen seemed to have seen a ghost, and asked him: "Do I look like I want to be?"

He thought that Wen Baiyu would at least hesitate, think about it before answering, who knew that he nodded quickly, "It's very similar," he denied himself as he spoke, and added sourly, "No, it's not like. You are!"

Yu Shuchen didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "No, is there something about me that caused Xing Xing to have such a misunderstanding?"

"You tell me, can't I change it?"

"All you see are the advantages of my sister," Wen Baiyu narrated bluntly. "It is said in the book that love makes people blind. Everyone always has shortcomings. Although I am her younger brother, I can see them. You can't see them." arrive."

Yu Shuchen didn't expect that his politeness would lead him into such a big "entertainment vortex".

Suddenly crying.

He raised his hands outside the quilt, and made a gesture of surrender, "If I tell you about your sister's shortcomings in front of you, what if you cry?"

Wen Baiyu retorted subconsciously: "Why are you crying all the time?"

He felt the temperature of the iron plate under him slowly cool down again, and he no longer suffered, "Brother boasted so much, is it because of me?"

Yu Shuchen's raised hand finally landed on Wen Bai Yurong's head, and he rubbed it "viciously" several times.

"Let's put it this way, if your sister and I are the only ones left in this world, for the great revival of mankind," he tapped the tip of Wen Baiyu's nose, "I choose to die."

Wen Baiyu didn't expect to get such an answer.

It took a long time to hold back a sentence: "Then my sister is not so bad..."

Yu Shuchen raised his eyebrows, and didn't care about the little awkwardness of the capricious adolescent children, and explained: "It doesn't matter if we are close or not, it is not compatible at all. Your sister and I are like hydrogen and sex, we just get together , put it in the sun and shine it. They can blow each other to pieces."

Wen Baiyu felt that the water around him was full again, and he could breathe freely again.

But maybe my brother is stupid, and he is slow to realize his feelings.

Maybe every word you say now is a flag for a certain day in the future.

Zhenxiang will never be absent but only late.

Still have to watch and watch...

Yu Shuchen covered him with a quilt.

Pat him: "Go to sleep."

"Kids have to study hard." Turn off the light, "I'm about to go to school soon."

The lightning outside seemed to have died down, except for the occasional dull thunder.

Wen Baiyu suddenly lost the reason to roll into Yu Shuchen's arms.

You can only cover the quilt and close your eyes.

The author has something to say: there is one more update, it will be later.

Every time I enter the third chapter of v, it's like crossing a catastrophe.