what is the relationship between us

The room was very quiet, and Meng Xinci was stunned, not knowing what to do.If it was said that his heart was about to jump out just now, what can describe his panic now should be that his soul has left his body, and he doesn't know where he is floating.

Wan Junxiu next to him moved a little to the side, but he couldn't move his body, and it seemed that he only moved his shoulders slightly, and the movement of turning his head became more obvious.

Meng Xinci looked down at Wan Junxiu, not knowing where his actions disturbed him.

Was that sound of "sleep" a dream, or did he really wake up.

He stared blankly for a long time, Wan Junxiu didn't respond any more, as if the words just now didn't come from his mouth.

Slowly calm down and pull down the heart, telling myself that the action may be too big, which has disturbed Wan Junxiu.

He pulled the quilt and lay down slowly, turned around to face Wan Junxiu's side.

I am unwilling.

I am really unwilling, as if I have never understood the meaning of this word so much at this moment.

He didn't dare to move anymore, he was afraid that his intentions would be too obvious and Wan Junxiu would be frightened.All I can do is hold my breath and watch.

After lying down, the view is blocked, not as clear as before, only Wan Junxiu's side face can be seen.

Meng Xinci was sure that he was fast asleep now, and his breathing became slow and peaceful.Because of the high position of the paralysis, he did not sleep well when he lay flat, and he needed to open his mouth slightly to breathe more comfortably.

Although he loves to laugh during the day, his facial features are tough, and he still looks a little resolute.Now that the mouth is slightly open, it looks softer.It's just that after a long time, a little saliva will flow from the corner of his mouth unknowingly, so a small handkerchief will be placed next to his head.

Wan Junxiu loves cleanliness very much, he knows that he can't keep himself decent all the time, so he can only use all stupid ways to accommodate his body.

Forbearance and restraint.

He wanted to stretch out his finger and just poke Wan Junxiu lightly, but he was afraid that Wan Junxiu would suddenly open his eyes and ask him what he was doing.He could only retract his hand again, and gently lifted the towel to help him wipe the saliva from the corner of his mouth.

Meng Xinci couldn't remember when he fell asleep, and he didn't sleep comfortably. He was sweating all over, and seemed to have said a few words in his sleep, but he couldn't remember what he said when he woke up.

The only thing I remember was that I touched Wan Junxiu's forehead several times in the middle of the night, presumably Wan Junxiu was taking his own temperature during the process of reducing the fever.

He sat up from the bed and was stunned for a while before he came back to his senses.He was really seriously ill last night, and the idea of ​​stealing a kiss with Wan Junxiu could even come up.

Fortunately, I did not kiss.

How can I not kiss you?

The weather has been really cold recently, and the windows are covered with a layer of frost, but the pajamas on his body are a little wet and sticky, which is really uncomfortable.He got up from the bed and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

What the hell was said last night?

The more I can't remember, the more I want to know what I said.

Meng Xinci has not fallen asleep with Wan Junxiu for too long, and his own thoughts are so messed up that he can hardly figure it out.

He was afraid that he would say the wrong thing when he was unconscious, and when he thought about how he would speak up if this happened, how would he get along with Wan Junxiu.

He was even thinking about whether to go to school today.As soon as this idea came up, it was immediately suppressed. It is almost ten o'clock now, and I took a two-hour bus ride to school, was it to catch lunch?

There are four classes in the afternoon, and tomorrow is a small long holiday for New Year's Day. After school, you come back with your things on your back?

That's really sick.

"Fuck! What the hell did you do last night!" Before turning off the faucet, he cursed at the shower head to show that he was speechless to himself.

Fortunately, Wan Junxiu has already gone to Wenlin Street, and he is the only one left at home. Maybe Wan Junxiu has forgotten these things when he comes back in the evening. It will be midnight, so it is hard to say that he himself is asleep, remember a ghost.

Meng Xinci comforted himself, and casually pulled the big bath towel over to wipe his head.

The clothes were still in the room, he wiped his hair casually, wrapped himself in a towel and left the bathroom.

Unexpectedly, Wan Junxiu didn't go to open the shop at all, and he was sitting at the dining table pouring the soy milk from the convenience bag into a bowl.

"Did you take a shower? Come over for breakfast." Wan Junxiu didn't have time to look at him, his eyes were fixed on his trembling hands.

After hearing nothing for a long time, he raised his eyes and saw Meng Xinci staring blankly in the living room.

Wan Junxiu looked Meng Xinci up and down, and said with red ears, "Go in and change quickly! I don't know how old I am ashamed!"

Hearing this, Meng Xinci backed away subconsciously, and couldn't help but said: "I just took a shower, don't you sometimes come out like this, and you have the nerve to talk about me."

"Little heartless, I'm afraid you'll catch a cold again. Last night, I was tormented to death. I yelled cold and hot, and I didn't sleep well all night." Wan Junxiu cursed a few words in a low voice, holding the Scissors cut the fritters into small pieces.

Meng Xinci was putting on clothes in the room. He should have recovered from the cold. Now that his nostrils are ventilated, he smelled a lot of antibiotics on the sweater, so he couldn't wear it.

He found another sweater from the closet and put it on, and while wearing it, he asked Wan Junxiu guilty: "What did I say last night? I don't remember."

Wan Junxiu stopped cutting the deep-fried dough sticks, and after a while he said in a low voice: "It's nothing, it's just that it's uncomfortable, sometimes it's cold and ask me to add a quilt, sometimes it's hot and I want to drink water, wait for the water glass Handed it to you, you don't drink it again, the older you get, the more annoying it gets."

Meng Xinci breathed a sigh of relief, since he was ill anyway, nothing could be said too much.

After breakfast, Wan Junxiu said that he didn't sleep well, and that he needed to sleep again, and asked Meng Xinci to read a book by himself.

Meng Xinci sat at the desk and couldn't read any books. The desk in the small room faced the window, and his hands and feet would get cold soon after sitting down.

Sitting was really boring, and he just remembered that the phone ran out of battery and turned off when he got home yesterday. He was angry and sad at that moment, and he didn't have the mind to take care of the phone at all, so he remembered to charge the phone.

After turning it on, Meng Xinci felt that the phone was going to explode, and it was full of missed calls and WeChat messages.

There are homeroom teachers, monitors, and dormitory roommates for missed calls.I also know why I didn't go to class. Wan Junxiu had already explained this to the head teacher last night, so Meng Xinci didn't bother to answer it again.Instead, I sent a message to the study committee, saying that I had a bad cold and would not be going back to school today. If the test papers were issued, please ask the study committee to keep a copy, and go to him to get them after the leave.

Compared with missed calls, WeChat messages seem to be more varied. There are subscription messages from official accounts that I don’t know when to follow, and various inquiry messages.

The one who sent the most was Cheng Hangyi.

Meng Xinci remarked to him as [dog son]. Thinking of this dog son, Meng Xinci gritted his teeth angrily, wanting to scold a rebellious son.

The anger has already dissipated, otherwise he would not have clicked on the news to check one by one, and would have blocked him long ago.

[Dog Son]: I was wrong about Meng Xinci, I'm sorry, calm down, I'll pay you a new one.

[Dog Son]: I was wrong, where did you go, and you were not seen in the dormitory.

[Dog Son]: You still have a cold. I bought you cold medicine and anti-inflammatory medicine, which are in your drawer. Your deskmate said that you didn’t go to the first class. Why haven’t you come back yet?

[Dog son]: Dad, I was wrong, you should take care of your son.

[Dog Son]: Are you home yet?

[Dog Son]: I skipped class and went to the temple to buy it for you, can you calm down?I donated merit money to get it, 51 pieces. (Ping An buckle picture.jpg)

Meng Xinci looked at the news one by one, and couldn't help laughing out loud, which also gave Mr. Hua Peacock Cheng a long memory. He is usually heartless, and it was hard to see him begging others in such a low voice.

He clicked on the picture and zoomed in to take a closer look. There were ten uniform red ropes, on which hung the pendant that was similar to the one that Meng Xinci had broken.

"Why are there so many fucking things?! Money is not such a waste!" He couldn't help cursing, calculating the price in his heart, feeling pain in his flesh.

[Xiaoxin is not Crayon Shinchan]: Is it sick to buy so many?I don't want you to pay. [anger]

[Xiaoxin is not Crayon Shinchan]: I came home with a fever, and my phone ran out of battery. You should share it with the dormitory, or give it to someone else, I don’t want it.My family and I begged for that thing. You bought so many of them for nothing. My family said they would take me to ask for it again.

He quickly sent the message, but after thinking about it, he felt that his tone might be too blunt. Cheng Hang thought that he was still angry, so he typed another line and sent it.

[Xiaoxin is not Crayon Shinchan]: I'm really not angry, but yesterday was too uncomfortable, if you can't give it away, Dad can help you share one of them.

Cheng Hangyi is actually a good-hearted person. Without him in junior high school, Meng Xinci felt that he would be so depressed that he would jump off the building.It's just too naive, a young master who can't grow up at all.

It's no wonder that he was raised with wealth and wealth since he was a child, and he is also versatile. To be able to play with a poor student like him is already considered approachable.

The news came from the mobile phone very quickly, and Cheng Hang brought the mobile phone into the classroom fearlessly. Meng Xinci rolled his eyes and clicked on the mobile phone to check the news.

[Dog son]: Nizi, I'm so worried about you for my father, you're going to die and don't say anything when you go home!

Damn it, if you give it some sunshine, it will be brilliant. Yesterday, you called me daddy, but today you dare to scold me as a rebellious son.But it seems that this article has been turned over.

Meng Xinci let out a long sigh of relief, threw his phone away and stopped replying.

Today is the last day of the year. I didn't expect so many things to happen in the last two days of the year.

Tomorrow will be full. Those pirated DVDs I watched when I was a child seem to be deceiving people. What is the golden sun shining on the green grass at a beautiful age.

He could only see the darkness where the test papers were thrown on his head one by one. The head teacher said that he would be liberated after the college entrance examination was over, and there was everything in the university.

The teacher should not lie, right?

Then hurry up the college entrance examination, hurry up and liberate!

In previous years, his birthday was solved with a small children's cake and a single candle, but this year Wan Junxiu changed his routine, ordered a lot of barbecue takeaways, and bought some beer.

Meng Xinci was a little dazed watching this battle, but Wan Junxiu said cheerfully: "I don't want to eat cakes for children, it's necessary to make some birthday cakes for adults." After speaking, he raised his hand and touched the cake on the table beer.

"Haven't you ever drank from a bar? You were still growing up before, and I'm not physically fit to drink, so I don't think I've ever drank at home." Wan Junxiu pushed a can of beer in front of Meng Xinci, "Come and help me open it and /insert/in the straw."

He couldn't pick up the beer bottle with both hands, so he could only drink it with a straw. Meng Xinci had never seen anyone drinking beer with a straw, so he opened the can and handed it to Wan Junxiu with an awkward expression, "Just drink one can, my friend." It is said that paraplegics cannot drink, and they will suffer from neuralgia.”

Wan Junxiu nodded, put his mouth in front of the straw and took a sip, the feeling of drinking with a straw is...very bad.

Meng Xinci did not dare to say that he was drunk once during the summer vacation of his freshman year of high school. He was afraid that his birthday would become a death day, so he could only pretend to drink beer for the first time.

I ordered a lot of barbecue, most of which are Meng Xinci's favorite dishes.

He was not in a hurry to eat by himself, but put the grilled food into the bowl along the stick, and took a fork for Wan Junxiu. He saw that Wan Junxiu had successfully put the contents of the bowl into his mouth, and he started by himself.

The two of them seldom have the opportunity to eat barbecue, let alone order a lot in one go.A skewer of pork belly costs five yuan, and the meat on it is thin and small, which is really not worth it, and I can eat it freely today.

It's just that everyone seems to have their own concerns. This birthday dinner is not as joyful as the children's cakes in previous years.

"Xinci, you are already eighteen, and you will take the college entrance examination in one year. We men can mature earlier, I won't control you very strictly, there are some things you should know at your age." Wan Junxiu took a sip Beer, squinting his eyes and talking to Meng Xinci, sounded like a parent in his tone.

"what?"

Wan Junxiu thought for a while, as if he was organizing his words, he said, "You are so good-looking, you are good at studying, and you are so tall, so you must be very popular at school. Do any girls like you?"

Meng Xinci gave Wan Junxiu a strange look, and immediately denied: "No, I'm bored at school, I can't even speak, and no one likes me."

"That's the problem. I think I've made you too boring. You don't look like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy. You should hang out with others more. Boys need to be more cheerful, so that girls like them. " Wan Junxiu slowly picked up a edamame and threw it into his mouth, talking to Meng Xinci while chewing.

Are you probing?

Meng Xinci's heart was pounding, and he couldn't figure out Wan Junxiu's intentions. Could it be that it was just a time for parents to teach their children mental health classes?

Meng Xinci didn't dare to answer easily, his ears were already red in panic, so he could only hold up the soda can and drink it vigorously, so that the cold beer could cool himself down.

But it's all over, why do I still want to be a dog, dare not admit anything?

Meng Xinci threw away the bamboo stick in his hand, sat upright and looked at Wan Junxiu solemnly, he said: "Don't guess, I don't like girls, it's not that I don't like girls, it's because I don't want to marry girls the kind of dislike."

Wan Junxiu's reaction was flat, as if he knew it a long time ago, he just sighed and didn't speak.

He bit the straw and his Adam's apple surged, taking several sips of wine.

But Meng Xinci approached him and asked him: "I don't like girls, can't I? Then why don't you get married? Could it be because you have me as a fool?"

Wan Junxiu raised his head, stretched out his clenched hand and patted Meng Xinci's shoulder, "You will have a hard time, what will others think of you in the future?"

Meng Xinci stood up, as if he had a pair of huge hands, pushing him forward invisibly, and his body was infinitely close to Wan Junxiu.

"I don't care what others say about me. Anyone who can point fingers at me has long been buried in the grave."

Obviously, what he drank tonight was not as much bayberry wine as that day, but Meng Xinci felt dizzier than that day, and even looked at Wan Junxiu with a layer of halo.

His face slowly moved closer to Wan Junxiu, and it seemed that he couldn't hear any sound in his ears, only the sentence "Don't be afraid" echoed.

"Meng Xinci, see clearly who I am!" Wan Junxiu pushed him lightly, and his words had turned into reprimands and reminders.

His hands are usually not that strong, but this time he doesn't know where the strength came from, and he pressed Meng Xinci's chest tightly, preventing him from getting any closer to him.

Meng Xinci stopped his body, not daring to get close, for fear that Wan Junxiu would get angry if he got closer again, and Wan Junxiu would push him away.

But obviously he said it himself, it's over, he can have someone he likes.

The person you like is close at hand, why can't you kiss him?

"Wan Junxiu, just pretend I'm drunk." He stretched out his hand to grab Wan Junxiu's wrist, and the safety clasp on his wrist made Meng Xinci's palm ache.

He could only use such a lousy excuse to embolden himself and kiss Wan Junxiu through his drunkenness.Just for a moment, Meng Xinci was not sure if there was even a second.

Wan Junxiu's mouth was a little dry, with beer froth still on it,

When I sober up tomorrow, I'll just pretend that it's my first time drinking and I don't remember anything.

Just one second is enough, I have hidden my thoughts for so many years, I will tell him tonight.

Anyway, it was Wan Junxiu who spoke first, and he will pretend to be stupid again when he wakes up tomorrow.

What does it matter?

But, can't I just pretend like this?

When will I be able to speak my mind without this sip of wine?

A tear fell down.

Why do you cry on your first kiss?

Wan Junxiu didn't say anything, just looked at Meng Xinci coldly, or maybe it should be said that he was staring at Meng Xinci.

Like looking at a stranger.

Like watching a monster.

This time Meng Xinci seems to have woken up again, and he really woke up.If the time goes back to 5 minutes ago, oh, no, 1 minute ago, Meng Xinci would not choose to kiss.

It was so embarrassing, he would rather Wan Junxiu give him a slap than Wan Junxiu look at him so indifferently.

Meng Xinci was so frightened that he didn't dare to raise his hand to wipe away the tears that were dripping down his jawline.

Wan Jun Xiushou moved slowly onto the steel rim of the wheelchair, stepped back a little, then bypassed Meng Xinci, and turned straight to the room.

At this moment, Meng Xinci felt as if he didn't exist in this room.

Before closing the door, he heard Wan Junxiu say without emotion: "Sleep when you're drunk, don't pretend to be crazy."

作者有话要说：这章好长！鼓掌！不做心里建设也不成啊，该来的总会来啊，不过已经亲了，又成年了！有进步！感谢在2021-01-1503:15:29~2021-01-1603:06:05期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!