all things

The kapoks on the street bloomed and fell, and the spring rain soaked the fallen flowers, and the flowers and colors were unmistakable. When the cotton wool floated all over the city, the city was completely in summer under the washing of the dragon boat water.

The four seasons in the south are always related to water. In spring, there is a typhoon in the southern summer, and the precipitation brought by the tropical cyclone is always strong and sudden. After washing the whole city, it rolls up the remnant and sings away northward.

The hands of the clock overlapped at zero o'clock, and Yu Jinle spread out an English weekly newspaper on the desktop, vainly covering a corner of the sketchbook. Pull the newspaper down, completely blocking the sketchbook, and then get up and open the door.

Yu's mother stood at the door with a soup bowl, which was filled with a specially prepared supper. He took the soup bowl and walked back to the table step by step. Followed his son into the room, fixed his eyes on the English newspaper spread out on his desk, "It's twelve o'clock, it's time to rest after eating and tidying up!"

Mama Yu feels that her daily task is to watch the three cubs live and eat when they are hungry, and drink when they are thirsty. She herself experienced the most difficult time of material shortage when she was young, so she has always regarded food as very important. He felt that as long as people were full, they could unleash their infinite potential, and Yu Jinle was now approaching his third year of high school, which was the stage where he was being closely monitored.

"Wait a little longer." Yu Jinle was distracted and was doing other things just now. He wrote less than half of the English newspaper, and he was thinking about what to do if he couldn't finish later.

"It's so late every day, and your grades haven't improved a bit. I don't even know what you're doing locked in the room!" She said, and she was about to reach out to flip through the English weekly newspapers spread out on the table. Yu Jinle put down the bowl, Quickly click on the weekly newspaper.

"Don't touch my things!" He pushed her hand away and pressed the weekly newspaper, "I'll sleep after I finish writing, don't stay here."

Everyone has a rebellious mind, and Yu Jinle is no exception. Yu's mother was afraid that her son would learn bad things during the rebellious period, so she had been watching closely since junior high school, and she also specialized in sneaking. Locking is also very casual. Later, I found that my mother would go into his room to look through the drawers while he was away, and often stood at the door to observe secretly when he was concentrating on doing things. Whenever Yu Jinle had any point of "not doing business properly" As for the action, Yu Jinle suddenly came out from behind and asked sharply. Yu Jinle was often frightened. After several times, Yu Jinle was tired of it. Closing and locking the door was a common thing, and even his rebellious heart was aroused to the extreme.

The more she watched closely, the more he cared about the secrecy of his personal space, so one caught and the other hid, and the two of them came and went to see each other like a cat catching a mouse.

Originally, Yu's mother didn't think about what her son was doing, but habitually wanted to control his every move, but now that he was hiding like this, it aroused her suspicion.

Mother Yu narrowed her eyes, staring sharply at Yu Jinle's pretending calm expression, and picked up the newspaper while he wasn't paying attention, and then saw the suspicion on her face turned into a real accusation, staring at the exposed The eyes of the sketchbook in one corner were about to burst into flames, "Drawing again! Why do you say you are so disobedient? Tell you that you are not doing your job properly, do you understand?! A good time and a good spirit are like this Wasted in vain, are you worthy of the 3 yuan sponsorship fee from your family? Are you worthy of the tuition fee of nearly [-] yuan per month now!"

More than a month after the mid-term exam, he was finally taken to a cram school by Yu's mother who couldn't bear it because his grades were too "brilliant".

He didn't reply, he was absorbed in eating supper, while Yu's mother was still chattering in his ear, I saw her flipping the curtains, pointing to the window of the opposite building where the lamp was still on, and began her rhetoric that had not changed for thousands of years, " You look at the person across the street, who reads until midnight every night, why can’t you learn from them? If you are willing to focus on your studies, the results will be gone in the morning! You still need every time Are they all at the bottom?"

The preaching words are the same, and Yu Jinle can recite them with his eyes closed. His mother has never said a single good thing about her son, and the unknown family in the opposite building has been said countless times. The same words I listened to it over and over again for several years, and every time I was compared to myself, I was always the worst one. Yu Jinle went from resentment at the beginning to resentment, and now his heart is calm, as if he has climbed thousands of mountains. .

"What do you do, the two little ones in the family can see it! You are trying to piss me off!"

Anyway, if you don't answer, your mother will leave naturally when she gets tired of reading.

Unexpectedly, this time, Mother Yu did not take the usual way. Seeing her son's dead pig without fear of being scorched and silent, she was so angry that she gasped in and almost didn't recover. She poked her finger at his temple fiercely, "You think you can Live this kind of life for the rest of your life? In the past, we couldn’t read half a word, and if we had enough courage, we could go to sea to do business, and we couldn’t starve to death, but the times are different now, you don’t study because you plan to collect garbage in the future, right?”

"Now that you have completed your studies, it is equivalent to making money for your family. Look at your Aunt Rong's son, who is studying in an Olympiad class, and he didn't spend a penny on sponsorship fees and tutoring fees. Parents who go abroad will have face! Who Children like you spend tens of thousands of dollars in sponsorship fees, and thousands of tuition fees every month if their grades can’t keep up! Why don’t you think about it for your parents, is it easy for your father to earn those two dollars? ? He spends his life on business every day, and it's hard to catch his breath. We save food and food, and it's all for you!"

A long piece of old saying that was neither new nor repeated countless times was turned into a buzzing roar in Jin Le's ears, which could linger for three days without a break. He turned his head irritably and avoided his mother The poisonous claws expressed their refusal to be trained with actions.

Yu Jinle was too lazy to quarrel with her. After sipping the soup, she pushed the bowl away and took out her pen to write a weekly report, as if seeing off guests.

It's not that he hasn't quarreled with his mother about this matter. He was ignorant in junior high school, and he didn't know how to turn a corner at all, so he complained to his mother, "What does Aunt Rong's son's ability to go abroad have to do with his grades? Zheng Manman's grades back then Why don't I go abroad? Isn't it because their family is rich?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he knew it was going to be bad by looking at his mother's face. The speaker had no intention of listening to it. Mother Yu felt that it was her son who complained about his family's financial conditions. On weekdays, Mother Yu was most proud of marrying Father Yu, a self-made poor boy from the countryside. From being poor and white to now, she has a small foundation. Everyone outside praised her for having a vicious vision and a very good sense of people. Now that her son said that, she was so angry that she was going crazy. Sure enough, she slapped her down without hesitation. "You just don't believe that others are better than you!"

That was the first time Yu Jinle accepted his mother's "adult" hospitality after he grew up—when he was young, at Yu Jinan's and Yu Jinyao's age, everyone was driven to grow up by a feather duster—in After that, Yu Jinle learned to protest in silence, no matter what his mother said, he would neither listen nor refute nor act.

Yu's mother just couldn't bear his way of doing things in his own way, and refused to change after repeated admonitions. Now she was so angry that she reached out for his sketchbook, "See if I don't tear up your rubbish—"

It was only at this moment that Yu Jinle gave the first reaction his mother started nagging after entering the room - he grabbed her wrist quickly, got up and pushed back the sketchbook, and whispered, "Enough !"

He seldom responds positively to his fucking chant. Taurus in May has a gentle temper but is absolutely stubborn. He rarely refutes people directly, but most of the time it goes in from one ear to the other and comes out from the right. It is always you who say you and me As for me, when I meet Yu's mother with such a violent temper, she can blow people up in minutes.

At this moment, he suddenly became tough and frightened Yu's mother. He frowned and said, "Can you not be noisy in the middle of the night? Don't worry about me so much. I will go to sleep naturally when I am done. I am so nagging every day." If you don't bother me, I will!"

Sent away by his mother, he slumped on the chair for a while, the small alarm clock on the corner of the table ticked, and the minute hand turned a few more times, he raked the bangs that had grown a little on his forehead, and sighed helplessly After taking a deep breath, he put away his sketchbook and continued to make up his homework.

Years ago, he took over the illustration work from cousin Chen Miaomiao, and he was quite satisfied with the attitude of the other party. He asked a few times in the middle, and the first time was familiar with the second time. Picked up some.

As a part-time student worker, he had to rely on the help of Chen Miaomiao and Wang Jingjing, so the manuscript fee he received was divided into three parts. He saved a few hundred yuan, which was temporarily used elsewhere, so he put it in the Modern Chinese Dictionary Save it first.

He knows his mother's so-called "right career", which is to study hard every day, pass the college entrance examination, get into a good university, find a decent job, and then let her go to show off to those friends and neighbors that she has a college student son—right , The last college student in his family was his aunt's cousin who was a top student, a high-achieving student who graduated from a book, and was assigned to work as a civil servant in the Public Security Bureau.

His mother is envious, every day he fantasizes that Yu Jinle can also walk on the same path, which is why he is forced to "do his job properly" every day.

Yu Jinle hadn't thought about what he was going to do in the future, but he was sure he didn't like those fucking arrangements.

The second hand was beating one frame at a time, and the regular "da da da" sound was like notes popping out of a lullaby, weighing heavily on Jin Le's eyelids.

Yu's mother is right. He spends his best time doing other things. All he spends on his studies is the random time in the corner. He has difficulty concentrating and his physical function is extremely low. , apart from wanting to lean back and sleep on him forever, I don't want to do anything else at all.

In order to save electricity bills, Yu Jinle only turned on the air conditioner before going to bed. Fortunately, the typhoon just passed the border of the city in the past two days and brought rain. Although it was wet, it took away a lot of heat.Yu Jinle finally finished "drawing" the English weekly newspaper in extreme sleepiness, got up and closed the window to turn on the air conditioner.

The moment he drew the curtains, he visibly paused, then lifted a corner and looked downstairs.

In the dead of night, only a little light leaked from the security booth in the parking lot, in the dim shadows, squatting at the corner of the wall, facing his window, who could it be if he was not thinking?

Yu Jinle: "..."

Three minutes later, when he successfully escaped his mother's radar-like monitoring and slipped downstairs to stand in front of that person, he was not surprised to see the exaggerated expression on his face that was so frightened that he almost had a heart attack.

Yu Jinle: "Are you stupid?"

While thinking about it, he put out the cigarette butt on the spot, helped his numb legs to get up slowly, and looked around uncomfortably, "Where are you going so late?"

He didn't forget to glance at the window of Yu Jinle's room on the second floor. The light inside was a warm dark orange. It was the night light beside Yu Jinle's bed. The pattern he has observed during this period of time - he was still waiting for him to turn off the light, but before the light was turned off, the owner of the light came.

There is no place to stay in the simple community. They looked at each other for a while, and then walked out together without making a sound. After leaving the gate of the community, to the right is the food street. It is still full of people in the middle of the night, but the left side is different. The section of the road is crowded with people during the day, but it is very deserted at night. After another corner, there is Yu’s store. Thinking that their rented house is also there, the two walked slowly towards the other end without saying anything. When the two sat down on the stairs at the entrance of Yu's store, they were very close to each other whether intentionally or not.

The night breeze was refreshing, and the big tree in front of the store was blown slightly floating. Amidst the sound of cicadas, the coolness seemed to blow across the heart, blowing away a pool of spring water.

Yu Jinle was really sleepy, and the warm touch on the arms of the two of them conveyed to him the message that he was by his side. He finally couldn't help the commotion in his heart longing for a closer relationship, and gently leaned his head against the on his shoulders.

He leaned on in a daze, his tired body seemed to be extremely sensitive, this was a very miraculous state, he clearly felt his consciousness drifting away, yet he could feel the breathing of the other party very clearly.

"Your hand is so cold." While thinking about it, he gently hooked Yu Jinle's hand with his little finger, "Is it cold?"

Yu Jinle's consciousness was hazy, but almost reflexively, he grabbed it with his backhand, followed by another hand, and sandwiched the thinking hand between his own.

"It's not cold." He put his arms around the arm he was thinking about, and rubbed against his shoulder with his eyes closed, like a cat.

His thinking eyes softened.

"Are you sleepy?" He lowered his head, pressed against Yu Jinle's forehead, and asked softly, "Do you want to go back to sleep?"

Yu Jinle closed her eyes and raised the corners of her lips, murmuring subconsciously, or acting coquettishly unconsciously, "Sleepy, I won't return."

I don't know if it's because of "accidentally" overhearing and thinking about those "hearts" that made him more unscrupulous. Even Yu Jinle found that he seemed to have a little bit of arrogance and arrogance.

He likes me, so maybe I can enjoy a little bit of privilege?

There was silence on the road, occasional sporadic car lights flashed past them, and two overlapping shadows of the teenagers appeared on the rolling door behind them. The shadows changed from long to short, and then disappeared. The posture of the person remained unchanged for a long time.

I am probably the person who doesn't understand style the most, Yu Jinle thought, he can touch the heart with a single sentence and make his mother slap her in the face, but at the moment when it seems that he should say something in this situation, But he was stunned and couldn't even utter a word.

What's even more amazing is that there is no sense of disobedience at all.

They cuddled up to each other, and the atmosphere was peaceful and calm, as if they were born to be so.

The busyness of the day, the pressure of studies, and the burden of life, finally relieved in this dark night, the tension in the heart that was forced by Yu's mother was loosened, and this kind of tenderness became even more intense. precious.

Yu Jinle was probably really sleepy. He leaned back and thought for a while before his breathing became steady. He was speechless as he thought about it. He lowered his head and pressed his lips to his forehead, imprinting it as if nothing.

"You are indeed a pig, so you can fall asleep like this."

With an itchy forehead, Yu Jinle moved forward instead of retreating, leaning forward and rubbing his forehead against his eager lips.

The soil after the rain exudes the smell of summer night, and the almost zero-distance contact makes Bianxiang's breath filled with the faint smell of shampoo.

Peppermint, he thought, rubbing it affectionately.

The night seems to have a magical power, making the two people who have their own scruples temporarily forget the cage they have drawn for themselves, and they can't help but move closer to each other.Thinking that his eyes were full of tenderness, if anyone passed by at this time, he would definitely be able to see the overflowing tenderness on the young man's face. He raised his free hand and rubbed it against Yu Jinle's face. Le was probably a little impatient at being harassed, but he still missed the intimacy with his sweetheart, so he just wrinkled his nose in protest, and laughed softly as he thought about it, his heart collapsed into a limp piece.

Suddenly, Yu Jinle closed his eyes and muttered something, just as there was a car light flashing by the side of the road. While thinking about it for a while, he didn't hear clearly. He patted his cheek, leaned closer and asked, "Lele? What are you talking about?"

Yu Jinle murmured again, trying to hear clearly, he was asking, "Why are you hiding under my window?"

Wanting to smile, she replied softly, "I'm tired, I want to see you when I come back."

Yu Jinle: "Can I see it from the window?"

While thinking: "I can't see it, but it's good to know you're there."

Yu Jinle: "Fool..."

The voice that seemed to be still immersed in sleep sounded waxy, thinking that he liked it so much, he stroked Yu Jinle's head, and finally pressed a kiss on his forehead, "Well, I'm here."

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Finally wrote the further of these two. . .The next step is to deal with the relationship line.