The Spring of Prince Syndrome

Yuanyuan said again: "Did the liver still hurt when I ran the sports meeting?"

Yuanyuan touched Tan Ruikang's ribs, and Tan Ruikang said, "It doesn't hurt."

"What about here?"

"here?"

Tan Ruikang grabbed Yuan Yuan's hand and pressed it on his chest, without speaking, he watched Yuan Yuan quietly.

Yuanyuan looked at him sideways, and the two looked at each other for a long, long time.

He repeatedly compared Tan Ruikang's appearance when he came to his house with his current appearance in his mind.

Completely different.

At that time, Tan Ruikang was like a sticky piece of chewing gum, with greasy hair, wearing a pair of pull-backs, and two holes in the socks.

Now he is wearing a clean shirt, with a faint pleasant smell on his neck, his hair is cut short and energetic, he wears a watch given to him by Yuanyuan, and he wears socks that cost 80 yuan a pair, and he dips wasabi in sushi , know the bull market, can read the market, can understand Cantonese, and can sing the king of K songs.

His tie can only be tied by Yuanyuan, and it looks like a red scarf when he leaves home. He only listens to Yuanyuan when he buys clothes, and he wears what Yuanyuan tells him to wear. From shirts to socks to underwear, he arranges everything .

What he buys and sells can only be known from afar. What to eat and drink is up to him.

In those years, they went to school together, waited for the bus together, laughed together and drenched in the rain together, depressed together and happy together, just like a dirty plasticine monkey reborn in the distant light, in these years, he squeezed the monkey with his own hands Into this clean and lovely appearance.This was a gift he made for himself, so he thought about it and threw it away.

Now it seems that it is still reluctant to look at it, after all, it took so much effort.

After all, he is not only Tan Ruikang, but also his elder brother.

It seemed that from the moment he came to his house and sat on the sofa, they were destined to be inseparable from each other, gradually blending into each other's life... no, it should be said that it was in the yard of the grandfather's house... that day 20 years ago.

No matter what Zhao Guogang has done, how old and ugly, as long as he stands in the kitchen and cooks for him, Yuanyuan loves him, and so does Tan Ruikang.

His every word and deed, every move, every part of his soul, has a distant imprint.

Every inch of the plasticine that makes up this big monkey, whether it's the outside or the inside, has been imprinted with distant fingerprints.

Yuanyuan said: "I may have loved you a little at that time. I always like to tease you and make you look ugly."

Tan Ruikang raised his eyes to watch the clip on TV again. Ten years ago, he hugged Yuan Yuan and happily beat him desperately.

"I love you." Yuan Yuan whispered.

"Xiaoyuan, I might...I think I love you too." Tan Ruikang said: "That day, I...one day...I was sitting over there at home, with the watch you gave me on the table... I see the back..."

He took off the watch and said, "Xiao Yuan, did you engrave this word on it?"

Yuan Yuan kissed Tan Ruikang's lips, this time, Tan Ruikang didn't push him away, after parting his lips, he kissed Yuan Yuan's face.

That night he moved the pillow over and slept with Yuanyuan in his arms every day. In the dark night, Yuanyuan woke up when he fell asleep, and Tan Ruikang subconsciously folded his arms and hugged Yuanyuan in front of him.

Yuanyuan woke up in the morning, left with a bag and earphones on.

Tan Ruikang went to the company, and when he came home in the afternoon, he saw no one there, his phone was turned off, and he was petrified on the spot. He called Zhao Guogang, but Zhao Guogang was not there.

"Xiaoyuan?" Tan Ruikang drove around looking for Yuanyuan.

"Xiaoyuan—!!" Tan Ruikang roared.

His car rubbed against the road, and the other party kept apologizing to him. Tan Ruikang waved his hands indifferently, threw the car in the middle of the road, turned around and ran away.

Tan Ruikang ran around, thinking whether to call the police, but saw many students standing in front of the bus stop, all of them were waiting for the bus after school.

Winter dusk, winter vacation is coming soon, the branches of the trees are stretching bare to the sky, under the gray sky, there are many junior high school students playing football on the playground.

There is a person standing outside the wall, watching from a distance.

From time to time, a few shouts sounded from the stadium of the No. [-] Middle School. The students had young faces and high spirits. A group of junior high school students were not tall, but they pushed back and forth.

Everyone is very, very young.

"What are you doing here?" Tan Ruikang said.

Yuan Yuan: "Look at your alma mater, just walk around, what's wrong?"

Tan Ruikang breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately he didn't hear him say "I just got out of school", otherwise I really don't know whether to cry or laugh.

"Let's go, go home, steamed sashimi for you to eat at night." Tan Ruikang said.

Yuan Yuan took a cup of milk tea and went to buy another cup for Tan Ruikang. The girls around him noticed them. The combination of the two was very strange. Yuan Yuan was wearing a sweater, a scarf, and a school bag.

Tan Ruikang was dressed in a suit and tie, looking like a mature uncle.

The two drank milk tea, Yuanyuan stretched out their hands, and held Tan Ruikang together. The two walked slowly on the road, found Tan Ruikang's parked car, got in the car and went back.

The sky is gloomy, and the Spring Festival is here. This year’s Spring Festival is not booming, and the consumption power is declining. There are even fewer people setting off firecrackers in private. A lazy look.The mood is much better than before, and I can talk a few words about the economy, let Zhao Guogang exercise more and so on.

On New Year's Eve, Tan Ruikang drove the car into the garage.

"I'm going back to visit the tomb this Qingming Festival," said Tan Ruikang.

"My uncle's family, you can't take that girl back." Yuan Yao said, "You drive me and my dad. By the way, bring my mother's urn back."

Tan Ruikang stopped the car: "I'll contact the cemetery over there first."

Yuan Yuan said: "It's very cheap, you can buy one for [-] to [-]..."

When the car was turned off, Tan Ruikang turned his head sideways and approached Yuanyuan, their lips touched.

Tan Ruikang unfastened his seat belt, opened the door and said, "Go upstairs." Suddenly realizing that he was completely unconscious just now, his face turned red instantly.

Yuan Yuan said, "Are you used to kissing your own wife?"

"No...not." Tan Ruikang said, "Just now... I don't know why... maybe I watched too much TV..."

Yuan Yuan laughed at him all the way to get on the elevator, the two went home, the New Year's peach tree was covered with red envelopes, a bunch of missed calls, Yuan Yuan called back one by one to pay New Year's greetings, and made an appointment to drive to Guangxi tomorrow.

"Can you learn a driver's license? There are people as lazy as you!" You Zeyang shouted on the other end of the phone.

"I have a driver." Yuan Yuan said, "My brother is back."

Make appointments one by one, Zhang Zhen will bring his wife and children to ask for red envelopes tomorrow.After making the phone call, Yuanyuan watched the Spring Festival Gala in the living room, complaining that it was getting worse every year, there was no worst but worse, Tan Ruikang smiled and said that this prophecy was said a long time ago.

Tan Ruikang surfed the Internet in the living room, and after the countdown was over, Yuan Yuan said, "Happy New Year."

Tan Ruikang said: "Happy New Year."

He touched Yuanyuan's head, hugged him in his arms and rubbed him, got up to take a bath, and Yuanyuan had already fallen asleep when he came out. Tan Ruikang lifted the quilt, climbed into the bed, and lay beside him.

"The temperature has dropped." Tan Ruikang said: "The temperature has dropped today, is it cold?"

He tucked his hands, which were exposed far away from the quilt, into his arms and nestled them.

Yuanyuan went to the bathroom in the middle of the night, and when he came back, he looked at Tan Ruikang's sleeping state, and kissed him on the face.Touch his ears.

Tan Ruikang was half asleep and half awake, held him in his arms, bowed his head and kissed him.

Kissing and kissing, both of them became sober. In the darkness, Tan Ruikang's breathing became very rapid. That kiss was no longer a simple touch of lips. Yuan Yuan whispered: "How does it feel?"

Tan Ruikang didn't answer, Yuanyuan felt his chest thumping, Tan Ruikang was silent for a while, then lowered his head and sealed Yuanyuan's lips.It felt strange but familiar. The other person was no longer the person he knew, or another feeling was brewing. Tan Ruikang kissed for a while, trembling a little, turned his head away, and the room became quiet again.

"Why is it so cold tonight?" Yuan Yuan said.

Tan Ruikang turned around again, hugged him tightly, and whispered in his ear: "The temperature is cooling down today, it's raining outside, go to sleep."

Waking up the next day, Yuan Yuan yawned and went to brush his teeth and wash his face. There was hot water on the table. Tan Ruikang poked his head out from behind the door like a monkey, and said with a smile, "I'll be fine soon. You woke up 5 minutes earlier today."

After brushing his teeth, Yaoyuan drank some hot water and said, "I don't know how the economy will be this year."

Tan Ruikang said: "I don't know, things are so expensive that I can't afford to eat."

Yuanyuan: "Will you go on a self-driving tour today?"

Tan Ruikang: "Brother, you have the final say."

Yuan Yuan went into the kitchen, the window was open, there was a thin layer of fog outside, the road was wet, and pedestrians were holding umbrellas.

Tan Ruikang is tall. When cooking, he always lowers his head to avoid touching the range hood, and waits for the water to boil in front of the steamer.

Yuanyuan hugged him from behind, buried her face in his shoulder, and swayed back and forth.

Tan Ruikang was silent for a while, broke away Yuanyuan's hand holding his waist, turned around, put his arms around him, lowered his head and kissed his lips, with his palms covering Yuanyuan's face, and his lips watched him intently for a while.

Yuan Yuan remembered when they first met when they were five years old, Tan Ruikang looked at him from the top of the wall, his eyes were exactly the same as now.

It was a very complicated emotion, as if I had found something in my life, full of surprise and joy.

The winter of that year was particularly cold. It passed unknowingly on New Year’s Eve. The withered leaves in the cold were soaked in rain and stuck to the asphalt road. Infiltrating the whole city, in invisible places, countless green leaves are quietly blooming——

spring is coming.

——Prince's Sick Spring·End——

The author has something to say:

All the adults who chased you all the way down have worked hard.

This is a very tiring article, the reason why I say it is tiring

It is because both the writer and the reader seem to have experienced this inescapable ordeal

It's a realistic story, and it doesn't quite fit the reading needs of many

But these stories are always happening around us all the time

Written in: Four years after Nankang's death, nine years after Leslie Cheung's death, this spring when Li Yinhe retired.

Thanks again, all the readers who accompanied me to the end—3—love you~

Star Knight is currently being serialized and is preparing to move. It is estimated that the next new book will not be published until the summer vacation. Happy spring~ Go out and walk more~ The sun is very good

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