Did the iceberg crane melt?

Xiaohe came back to the home he had been away for a long time in early September. Although his legs were still a little unbalanced and he couldn't use his strength in the bend of his left leg, he no longer needed crutches and could walk slowly by himself.

He entered the house and said to his parents, "I want to sit in my room first."

The parents responded, but they both suppressed smiles on their faces.Xiaohe didn't know what they were laughing at, and heard his mother say, "Okay, go and see."

What are you looking at?Seeing that his parents were acting as if they were trying to keep a secret, Xiao Helai simply ignored them and climbed up the stairs cautiously.He is still having a hard time going up and down the stairs. His parents originally planned to free up an empty room on the first floor for him, but Xiaohe vetoed it. He felt that he didn't need any special treatment.

Standing at the door of his room, Xiaohe was stunned.There is a big fabric bear on the door, holding a honey can, and the colorful non-woven fabric on the can spells "HELAI" crookedly - who wrote this, you don't need to ask.

Xiao Helai suddenly had a "bad" premonition in his heart. He opened the door and saw the scene in the room. Even if he was not surprised by everything, he stayed in the same place for a long time and couldn't react.

In addition to the Four Treasures of the Study, there are only cabinets of books in his room, and the furnishings are simple and boring, like an ascetic.Strictly speaking, none of these things that were originally placed have been displaced, and none of them have been missing.But—is the room in front of him filled with all kinds of toys that are about to explode, really his own shabby room?

Sitting on the bed was a huge plush crane, white and fat, taking up almost half of the bed.Surrounded by the bedside lamp were seven chubby yellow-haired mice of different shapes; on the desk was a model of a weirdo, He Lai couldn't name it, but he knew the little red and blue man napping on the weirdo's lap, Ning Zheng Rong introduced it to him as Spider-Man; under the glass panel of the desk is full of Condor Heroes stickers...

Looking at the glass bookcase, there are no books on the top floor, but it has been occupied by jigsaw puzzles and various educational toys; on the middle floor, countless doll models stick out their heads from the gap between the books and the baffle; on the bottom floor , a star-shaped glass jar filled with origami cranes is pressed on high stacks of rice paper, and next to it is a teddy bear in Hanfu, with a small waist tag pinned to its waist, and the front reads "Commander of Jinyiwei" Envoy", with "Ning Zhengrong" written on the back.

It took Xiaohe a long time to come back to his senses, and he sat down slowly on the edge of the bed. His gaze moved down, and he saw that all sharp or hard objects in the room were properly wrapped in flannelette covers, even Even the lid of the inkstone is no exception.The patterns and colors of the velvet cloth are all uniform—the pattern of little yellow ducks on a blue background.

Xiao Helai slightly pushed the white crane, which was fatter than a penguin, and lay down on the bed.He has always been the most disgusted by outsiders setting foot in his personal space, but at this moment, he felt as if he was in the fantasy paradise carefully created for him by Ning Zhengrong, and every touch of color had the distinctive personal imprint of that young man. Such a real experience made him tremble with joy. , the heart beats and dances.

He is so cute.

How can there be such a lovely person in the world?

Such a pretty face, handsome and sweet smile, witty conversation, very nice voice, and handsome clothes, just like a little peacock flying from the forest, spreading its dazzling tail feathers, without any doubts. Be stingy at showing off his charm.

Although he and I are both influential figures in the same class, it may be that "the king does not see the king", from the first grade to the third grade, there is no intersection in the school.

The two classes are next to each other, and the classroom is separated by a wall. They can often meet each other between classes. Every time I see him, I feel so nervous that my body becomes stiff and my stomach hurts.His lack of eloquence seriously hindered him. He didn't know how to become friends with this shining prince, even if it was a distant nodding acquaintance.He could only show a colder attitude than usual, and passed by the other party without seeing them.

Once, Xiao Helai accidentally learned from the Chinese teacher that Ning Zhengrong liked traditional Chinese culture, so he put more effort into showing his heritage and talent in liberal arts.He held a childish idea, thinking that if his composition and calligraphy were displayed in the second class, he might win a little favor from the other party, and then take the initiative to make friends with him.

Therefore, when the teacher told him that Ning Zhengrong was invited to accompany the calligraphy performance at the Christmas party, he was not to mention how happy he was, and felt that his dream had finally come true, as if there was a god fulfilling his wish in the dark.For this precious opportunity of two-person cooperation, Xiaohelai cherishes it like never before.And protecting Xiao Zhengrong is completely subconscious. It can even be said that deep down in his heart, he has long longed for such an accident to make the other party accept his love and remember him forever.

All this is so worth it.

A familiar voice came from downstairs, "Uncle and aunt, Hexian, I'm coming!"

Before the words fell, I heard footsteps on the stairs. The door was not closed, and someone rushed in. Before I could unload my schoolbag, I stretched out my arms and flew towards Xiaohe who hadn't got up from the bed like a glider. Come.

"Miss me? I rushed over as soon as school was over. If I didn't go to school today, I would have picked you up at the airport!"

So heavy, but so happy.To be cared for and cared for by this person wholeheartedly.That is different from family care, sweet and sour ignorant feelings.

Xiaohe didn't speak or move when he came, but just quietly settled in the warmth of this moment.

It was Xiao Zhengrong who reacted first. He sat up and said, "I'm sorry, I was so excited that I almost crushed you."

Xiao Helai let go of the pressure on his chest, but felt a little empty instead.

Xiao Zhengrong pulled him up, only to hear Xiaohe say, "Jin Yiwei is wearing a flying fish suit." Xiao Zhengrong was aggrieved, "We haven't seen each other for so long, is this your opening line?" Then he pointed to himself, "Besides, You see, I look like someone who can make flying fish suits, it's not easy to make that!"

Looking at the teddy bear in the glass cabinet, Xiao Helai could completely imagine how Xiao Zhengrong would cut, sew, and dress it in the clothes he made himself.Zhengrong is like this, no matter what he does, he devotes himself seriously, which is also his cuteness.

"Thank you."

Xiao Zhengrong grinned, "Aren't you shocked when you enter the door? I made a big change for you on my own initiative." He looked around, probably feeling exaggerated, and said a little embarrassedly, "I usually see toys that I like. I want to buy it for you, so much before I know it."

This kind of shy smile that smells like an apple is too charming!And say something as sweet as honey!He's already handsome enough, but he doesn't discharge according to the occasion. Did he do it on purpose? !

Xiao Helai really couldn't bear to look at him for a long time, turned to look at those little yellow duck down jackets, and said softly, "Thank you."

Xiao Zhengrong pretended to be unhappy and pouted, "How many thanks do you want to say? In your eyes, the relationship between us is just saying 'thank you' and 'you're welcome'?"

Xiao Helai was instantly annoyed.When he said "thank you" to his deskmate at school, the girl with braided braids was so excited that she covered her chest, so he thought it would make Zhengrong happy to say thank you.Is it because I am acting too raw?What did Zheng Rong want him to say?

"He Xian..." Xiao Zhengrong's voice softened, like hot glutinous rice, covering Xiao He's heart with warmth.

"I haven't done enough for you. I want to treat you very well, better than the whole world." Xiao Zhengrong smiled brightly at him, surpassing the brightest fireworks in the world. "Because in my heart, I have long regarded you as my best friend."

Xiaohe was silent for a long time.

"I have no friends, only you."