Zhu Mu Lang Ma

Jiang Song didn't take the initiative to talk to Fu Yijie since that day, and ran out of the classroom with his head down after school.

Fu Yijie wanted to stop him several times, but he didn't speak. He didn't know how to get himself and Jiang Song out of this awkward relationship.

He and Jiang Song have never had a fight from the first grade to the fourth grade. Even if there is a dispute, as long as he says that if you want to do this again, I will not talk to you, Jiang Song will immediately compromise.

So facing the current deadlock, Fu Yijie had no idea what to do.

It was not until the final exam was approaching that he decided to go to Xia Fei after the exam and ask Xia Fei to give him advice.

He didn't dare to tell Fu Kun about this, he didn't know how Fu Kun, who had hidden a lot of pornographic comics and novels under the drawers and bed boards, would react to such a thing.

But Jiang Song did not take the final exam.

One week before the exam, Jiang Song suddenly stopped coming to school, and he didn't show up again until the end of the exam.

On the day of the parents' meeting before the winter vacation, Fu Yijie stood at the door of the classroom, but he didn't see Jiang Song's mother.

Fu Yijie finally couldn't bear it and went to Teacher Yu to inquire.

"Jiang Song has transferred to another school, you two are so close, don't you know?" Teacher Yu was a little surprised, "His father transferred, and their whole family followed..."

Fu Yijie was shocked, and felt a little dazed when he came out of Teacher Yu's office.

"Yijie, my next semester..."

Fu Yijie remembered what Jiang Song hadn't finished saying that day in the woods. Did he mean to say that he wouldn't come next semester?

Really transferred?Went abroad?

He wanted to make sure, but...Jiang Song had already left, right?

Moreover, Jiang Song's house had moved once, but he had never been to the new house, so he didn't know the way.

Just gone?

Fu Yijie suddenly regretted that he pushed Jiang Song away so roughly in the woods that day, at least let him finish his sentence.

He also regretted not telling Jiang Song that he didn't hate him, but that he didn't like him as much.

Fu Yijie walked home with his head down a little depressed. When he reached the gate of the courtyard, he looked up and saw Fu Kun standing by the roadside holding a scroll.

Seeing Fu Kun, his mood suddenly became clearer, and he trotted all the way to get behind Fu Kun secretly.

Just when he was about to raise his hand to slap Fu Kun, Fu Kun suddenly turned around and grabbed his wrist, gritted his teeth and laughed at him: "Stupid, I've seen you a long time ago."

"How early?" He stuck to Fu Kun's back, stood on tiptoe and pressed his chin on Fu Kun's shoulder.

"I saw you when you turned the corner. What are you thinking with your head down?" Fu Kun flicked his forehead back.

"It's nothing." Fu Yijie covered his forehead. Fu Kun's problem is the same as that of his father. He loved to flick people's foreheads since he was a child, and now his energy is getting stronger and stronger. "What are you doing?"

"Wait for Sun Wei, didn't he ask me to draw a picture?" Fu Kun raised the scroll in his hand, "Wait for him to come and get it."

Sun Wei asked Fu Kun to draw a picture of a beautiful woman in a swimsuit, saying that it was pasted on the bedside pretending to be his girlfriend.

Fu Yijie took the painting and opened it. Fu Kun had been drawing this painting for a long time. He had seen it when it was still a line draft.

But this is the first time for Fu Yijie to see it painted. It looks good, but it's a bit too exposed.

"Brother," Fu Yijie stared at the painting, "Are you going to be admitted to the Academy of Fine Arts in the future?"

"Test fart," Fu Kun finished the scroll, and knocked on the nearby tree, "I just drew it for fun."

"Brother," Fu Yijie hooked Fu Kun's neck, half of his body weight was hanging on Fu Kun's body, "I..."

Fu Kun made him feel uncomfortable, and when he turned his head and wanted to pull him off his back, he suddenly froze: "For a while, you stand up straight."

"Why?" Fu Yijie hung on him and didn't move.

"Stand up straight! Why do I think you've grown taller?" Fu Kun glared at him.

"Ouch," Fu Yijie yelled, and lazily stood up straight, "I can see it, if..."

"Where is there so much nonsense?" Fu Kun pulled him in front of him for comparison, "You want to talk about Zhang Kexin again? It's been two months."

"Divided?" Fu Yijie was stunned for a while, although he didn't know why he was so happy all of a sudden, he could hardly hold back his smile.

"Well," Fu Kun touched his head, the top of the kid's head that was shoulder-level with him had already reached his neck, "Why did you jump around all of a sudden?"

"Because I'm taller than you." Fu Yijie replied seriously.

"Why do you have to be taller than me?" Fu Kun waved when he saw Sun Wei approaching on a bicycle.

"I can protect you," Fu Yijie turned and walked into the courtyard, "I'm going home first."

"Don't you protect me anymore!" Fu Kun shouted happily behind him, "What if Sun Wei bullies me for a while, he keeps grabbing my clothes now, a section of the captain, help—"

"Crazy." Fu Yijie muttered in a low voice, ignoring him.

"Take off your clothes and let me wear them!" Sun Wei jumped out of the car and strangled Fu Kun's neck, "The captain can't save you either! Ah! Ha!"

Although Fu Yijie felt that Fu Kun and Sun Wei's IQ would drop if they put together a piece, and it might not be enough to add up to 100, but now he feels quite envious.

I also have a good friend, but suddenly disappeared, and I don’t know where to look for it.

Originally, I wanted to talk to Xia Fei and ask what to do, but now there is no need.

Thinking of this, his mood just because of Fu Kun's improvement slowly sank again.

When he went upstairs, Xia Fei was squatting beside the corridor railing, staring at his Chinese medicine jar in a daze.

He didn't notice Fu Yijie standing behind him for a long time.

Xia Fei's complexion has become worse and worse recently, and he is much paler than before. Fu Yijie has never known what kind of illness he has. His mother doesn't let him inquire about other people's unhappy things. One day is bad.

"Not good? The smell is too bad." Aunt Xu came out of the room and asked with a frown.

"Okay, the new medicine this time..." Xia Fei turned his head and saw Fu Yijie, and smiled, "Are you back?"

"Yes." Fu Yijie squatted beside Xia Fei, without saying hello to Aunt Xu.

If he hadn't seen the expression on Aunt Xu's face, he wouldn't usually think about these redundant questions, such as mothers and mothers are different, the mother who threw herself in the orphanage, Xia Fei's mother...

Aunt Xu is sometimes a little impatient with Xia Fei, unlike her mother, if he is sick, her mother will be too anxious to eat.

Maybe Xia Fei has been sick for too long, and there is always no hope of getting better.

Accompanying Xia Fei to finish the medicine, Fu Yijie walked around Xia Fei's room again. After Xia Fei finished drinking the medicine, he sat down on Xia Fei's bed.

"Little beauty," Xia Fei hooked his chin with his fingers, and said with a smile, "Come tell me what's wrong with you."

"Brother Xiao Fei," Fu Yijie lay down on the bed, put a big character, and looked at Xia Fei, "Tell me, why would a man like another man?"

"Are you talking about me?" Xia Fei was stunned.

"You and Zhang Qingkai are in a relationship, right?" Fu Yijie thought for a while, "You two are having sex, it must be."

"Ah, yes." Xia Fei replied as if he didn't know how to answer.

"What about the others?"

"Who?"

"...my classmate," Fu Yijie hesitated, "Jiang Song."

Xia Fei held the cup and paused, as if surprised, and asked after a long time: "Jiang Song?"

"He said he... likes me," Fu Yijie frowned, and told Xia Fei what happened that day, "Does he think I hate him?"

"Do you like him?" Xia Fei's focus was not the same as his.

"Huh? I don't like it, I don't like it that way." Fu Yijie replied.

"Oh," Xia Fei seemed relieved, sat on the bed and leaned against the head of the bed, "he will know that you don't hate him in the future, and he will know when he grows up."

"Brother Xiaofei, this kind of thing is actually not normal." Fu Yijie stared at the ceiling.

"It's just liking someone, there's nothing normal or abnormal, just being different from others," Xia Fei smiled, "Don't think about it, it has nothing to do with you."

Fu Kun and Sun Wei came back after arguing at the gate of the courtyard for a while, and carried Fu Yijie to the door as soon as they entered the room.

"Come here," Fu Kun pressed him against the wall, "Stand up straight, I'll draw a path for you to see how high you are."

Fu Yijie stood by the door and stood upright. Fu Kun took a comic book and put it on top of his head, compared it carefully, and then drew a line on the wall with a blue crayon.

There are many such Taos on the wall, the blue one is Fu Yijie, and the red one is Fu Kun.

"It's really tall, a little bit taller," Fu Kun smiled at Landao, who was obviously taller than a few months ago, and turned to get his father's tape measure, still muttering, "Our family Is a small part going to go away? It's going to be a big part, no, a long part...or a big part..."

Fu Yijie has indeed started to grow taller, from Fu Kun's shoulders to his neck in one semester, during the holiday, Fu Kun measured it accurately and confirmed that Fu Yijie was already as tall as his chin up.

The whole family was very happy for his change, especially mother, she was always afraid that Fu Yijie would grow up fat.In fact, only Fu Yijie's current head is average in the class, not too tall. The reason why everyone is so happy is because he was too short before.

When I ran into colleagues from the bus company who couldn't live together, people often patted Fu Yijie's head and said, this is only the second grade, and they are all captains!Really capable!

Fu Yijie felt that his persistent efforts to grow taller in the past two years were not in vain. Every morning he got up next to Fu Kun to compare himself. He reckoned that at this speed, he should be able to catch up with Fu Kun when he was in junior high school.

What a joyful thing this is, he will be able to overtake Fu Kun with a little more effort!

However, this kind of elation did not happen on time as Fu Yijie hoped.

Fu Kun's height didn't change much in the first and second grades of junior high school, but after the third grade of junior high school, he suddenly grew up quickly as if he had eaten a pig, and jumped to 177 at a speed that Fu Yijie had no time to react.

When Fu Kun was sleeping at night, sometimes he tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. When Fu Yijie asked him what was wrong, Fu Kun said that his bones hurt.

Fu Yijie was very distressed. Every time Fu Kun complained that his bones hurt, he would get up and pinch Fu Kun's legs.

"I have bone cancer," Fu Kun said half dead on the bed, "Bring a pen and paper, and I will draw a last word for you."

"Mom said you grew up too fast." Fu Yijie said.

In fact, apart from his heartache, he is also a little unhappy. Why is Fu Kun so tall? He looks so startled. Can't he come a little bit? His bones hurt so much. How can he still catch up? !

"I'm sure I have osteoporosis," Fu Kun continued to say half-deadly, "Maybe when I got out of bed, my foot touched the ground... click!"

Fu Yijie was taken aback by his suddenly raised voice: "Crack what?"

"It's broken," Fu Kun patted his face, "Your brother is disabled, and you just push the cart every day..."

"Car?"

"The board car, stupid, I'll just lie on the car, and you push me out to bask in the sun."

"Why do you want to get on the board?" Fu Yijie looked at him inexplicably. He felt that sometimes Fu Kun's brain really seemed to have an unfathomable hole that could suck his IQ in. "Isn't there a wheelchair?" Is it?"

"...Ah, yes, there is a wheelchair, that's fine, you push the wheelchair." Fu Kun laughed.

"Go to sleep." Fu Yijie didn't continue the crazy topic with him. After pinching for a while, he touched Fu Kun's leg and lay down next to him, "Should I still have to make up lessons tomorrow?"

"Well," Fu Kun pushed him, "Aren't you hot?"

"Not hot." He closed his eyes and touched Fu Kun's underwear.

"Shall I take it off for you? I am a patient with osteoporosis who died of heat."

"Why are you talking so much?" Fu Yijie pinched his pants and rubbed them vigorously.

"No, you..." Fu Kun hesitated for a moment and did not continue.

"Huh?" Fu Yijie rubbed his face against his arm, "What's wrong with me?"

Fu Kun didn't speak, he seemed to be asleep, Fu Yijie didn't ask any more questions, he closed his eyes and rubbed gently, he was very tired, and the tradition of copying questions in the third and sixth grade junior sprints made him very sleepy every day.

After a few minutes, Fu Kun grabbed his hand and tugged towards him: "Look at the cut."

"What?" Fu Yijie asked in a daze, lowered his head and took a look at Fu Kun, but it was so dark that he couldn't see anything.

"Don't look, just touch." Fu Kun pressed his hand down on his pants.

Fu Yijie immediately felt a certain part of Fu Kun that was hard under his palm. He was a little surprised, and it took him a long time to ask carefully: "What's wrong?"

"What's the matter, it's hard, it's happened several times," Fu Kun sighed, "You rubbed your hands there..."

"I didn't rub your dick." Fu Yijie felt very wronged, "You must have watched too many pornographic movies."

"Fuck you, I've only watched it twice!" Fu Kun was furious, he was stunned for a moment before realizing it, and sat up at once, "How do you know I watched it! Did you peek!"

"You and Sun Wei watched it at home, but how many times did you drive me to Xia Fei's house?" Fu Yijie asked.

"...Just tell me if you peeked!" Fu Kun was very concerned about this.

"No."

Fu Kun breathed a sigh of relief, and fell back heavily on the pillow: "I'm telling you, don't watch it, it's not for someone as small as you, I didn't slow down for a week when I watched it for the first time. come over."

"What's wrong?" Fu Yijie couldn't help asking.

"I can't tell. It's not interesting anyway. Don't ask."

"Oh." Fu Yijie responded, and habitually squeezed Fu Kun's underpants again.

"Hey," Fu Kun sighed, turned over and turned his back to him, "Please rub this side of your butt."

The breakfast in the morning is very rich. There are two children who are going to take entrance exams at home, which makes my mother very nervous, so she cooks three meals a day in different ways.

"Where's my dad? Don't tell me you're working in the afternoon this week?" Fu Yijie happily ate with milk in one hand and buns in the other.

"I went to buy beef, halal beef, I can't grab it after seven o'clock, this semester is so important, I want you to make up for it," my mother took a bun and stuffed it into Fu Kun's mouth, "Eat another one."

"I can't eat anymore, I've eaten three, and I'm not a piece, you let him eat." Fu Kun covered his mouth.

"I'll eat." Fu Yijie took the steamed stuffed bun from his mother's hand and ate it up in two bites.

His mother asked Fu Yijie to choose a school to go to No. [-] Middle School. Fu Yijie thought that he could get into a good high school if he went to No. [-] Middle School, but he couldn't beat his mother.

Unlike Fu Kun who studied hard for the No. [-] Middle School uniform, the reason Fu Yijie was willing to go to No. [-] Middle School was that Fu Kun was going to be admitted to the No. [-] Middle School's high school.

But if Fu Kun's grades are always in the middle, and he is often very unreliable, he doesn't pass the exam...

So Fu Yijie stared at Fu Kun's review more closely than his parents.

And when he came back from school and waited for an hour to find that Fu Kun hadn't arrived home yet, he was even more anxious than his mother.

"Your brother is probably making up lessons. Didn't you say last week that they have to make up lessons after school this week?" Mom said while picking vegetables.

"I'll go find him." Fu Yijie frowned, making up lessons?

This week Fu Kun did start to make up lessons, and he could believe that he would attend the make-up lessons, but Fu Yijie didn't believe that the make-up lessons were made up to this time.

"It's quite far away, don't go," his mother stopped him, "You said you didn't learn to ride a bicycle..."

"...It's okay, I'll walk." Fu Yijie walked out the door.

It's not close to No. [-] Middle School by walking, but Fu Yijie didn't go to No. [-] Middle School. He was going to the game hall that was only three streets away from his home.

Ever since he was a child, Fu Kun had two hobbies, drawing and playing video games.

This game hall is not too big, but it is much bigger than the one Fu Kun used to go to, and the game hall is quite complete.

As soon as he entered the door, Fu Yijie saw Fu Kun.

Originally, he thought that if Fu Kun was playing, he would wait for him for a while and leave after playing, but when he saw the people beside Fu Kun, he immediately changed his mind.

On the left of Fu Kun is Gousheng, no, Gou Sheng, and on the right is Sun Wei. What makes Fu Yijie feel awkward is the person who is almost lying behind Fu Kun watching him play.

Xu Jiamei.