moonlight sinking

When Yanchun came up the next day, he fell back in pain.

Overused muscles twisted and twisted like twists and turns, protesting his actions yesterday.

Only the calf pinched by Jing Hanyu felt better.

Thinking of Jinghanyu, Yanchun sat up straight, regardless of the pain.

He always felt that being held by Jing Hanyu's ankle was like a dream, and he also hypnotized himself like this last night, and had a good night's sleep.

But when he woke up, the touch left on his calf was unimaginably clear, and he had to admit that it was not a dream.

Jing Hanyu came to the gym to look for him, had dinner with him, told him that he was in a bad mood because of too much entertainment, and grabbed his calf.

While brushing his teeth, Yanchun looked at himself in the mirror with straight-up hair, and gradually realized a problem—he had always regarded Jinghanyu as a pure white and flawless person for the past ten years, but he didn't seem to fully understand Jinghanyu. Could that pure whiteness be the natural beautification of memory?He likes Jinghanyu, this love is so heavy that he can choose to stay away.

So whenever he thinks of Jing Hanyu, he subconsciously ignores those less brilliant things

After spitting out the foam, Yanchun lowered his head to rinse his mouth.

If Jing Hanyu hadn't appeared again, he probably wouldn't have thought of Jing Hanyu making fun of him as a dog that couldn't wag his tail.

Jing Hanyu is actually an unreasonable person, if he wants to have dinner with him and go home with him, he must do so.

He can only submit.

Back in high school, it wasn't without trace.

Because he was rescued in Feiye Village, Jing Hanyu seemed to regard him as some kind of responsibility.

When the second year of high school started, Yanchun changed her name back.

The name change caused a small group of discussions, but since there were two cold islands in the class last semester, it was embarrassing to call the wrong name, and it didn't take long for everyone to think that Yan Chun's name change was also appropriate.

Only a few girls whispered, Brother Jing is really domineering, why didn't Brother Jing change his name?

Yanchun did well in the final exam. Li Hua, as his deskmate, felt that half of the credit was due to him. He was the one who supervised Yanchun's study every day. Otherwise, how could this old wild kid from the town improve so fast?

Li Hua's thoughts are very simple. Yanchun is smart and motivated, and he doesn't hide his questions. He just wants to help each other and make progress together with Yanchun.

But Jing Hanyu is not allowed.

When Jing Hanyu knocked on the table and asked Yanchun to change seats, Yanchun was stunned, "What are you doing?"

The experimental class does not have a special position that is "cared for". It is the students' own business who they sit at the same table with, and the teacher does not interfere.

10 minutes ago, Yan Chun had just accepted Li Hua's invitation to continue being at the same table, but now she made Jing Hanyu.

Li Hua was also dumbfounded, "Brother Jing, Yanchun and I have discussed it."

"He is at the same table as me this semester."

Jing Hanyu said arrogantly: "We discussed it during the summer vacation."

Yanchun was about to doubt her memory.

They didn't discuss it at all during the summer vacation!

But just as he was about to refute, Jing Hanyu swept over lightly.

Yanchun choked up.

Jinghanyu helped him a lot anyway, if he exposed Jinghanyu, wouldn't it be a shame for Jinghanyu?

"Yan Chun?" Li Hua didn't dare to provoke Jing Hanyu, so he could only look at Yan Chun helplessly.

Yanchun: "..."

Li Hua... Li Hua is so pitiful!

For a while, Yanchun was in a dilemma.

Oh, I'm such a flirtatious scumbag...

In the end, probably due to Jinghanyu's "excessive power", Yanchun failed Li Hua and sat next to Jinghanyu.

Section 15 is mathematics class, Yanchun's strong point, it doesn't matter if you don't listen to it, Jinghanyu didn't listen to it either, he was doing competition questions.

Yanchun asked softly, "Why do you have to be at the same table with me?"

Jing Hanyu turned his face away and looked at him for a while, "Because your grades are not good."

"..." Is there such a detrimental thing!

Jing Hanyu said: "You don't know how to do it, I will teach you conveniently."

Yanchun was still angry, "Are you sure it's not because you want to find your sense of superiority as a god of learning in me?"

Jing Hanyu frowned.

Yanchun continued: "Are you sure it's not because you want to find a cheap errand boy?"

"Yan Chun."

Jinghanyu's voice was somewhat mature and deep.

Yanchun deliberately shook his legs in a foolish way, "Huh?"

Jing Hanyu's tone was slightly teasing, "Who am I not supposed to feel superior to?"

"Others can run errands for me, too."

"And my legs are longer than yours.

No matter how much you shake, it won't last long. "

Yanchun stopped shaking her legs.

Jing Hanyu smiled lowly, looking at the blackboard.

Yanchun endured it for a long time, then said in a strange way: "Then thank Xueshen for taking care of me!"

Jing Hanyu accepted it calmly, "You're welcome."

It wasn't until the last half month of last semester that Yanchun and Jinghanyu became acquainted, and after a summer vacation, they became much closer.

Now that he is at the same table, Yanchun is the most cost-effective tablemate, but Jing Hanyu can help him with physics and English.

It would be better if it was less authoritarian.

Since Yanchun was transferred to No. [-] Middle School, she never had the lofty aspirations of breaking into the top ten in the school.

People who have been rolling in the mire all year round, even their dreams are very realistic.

He wants to spare time to work and save money, so he can get a good medical exam in the future. For the poor, studying medicine is practical, not to mention making money, and he can find connections to treat Qiao Xiaoye's illness.

But in Jinghanyu's eyes, Yanchun obviously has room for improvement but doesn't work hard for it, which is tantamount to being useless.

Yan Chun didn't argue with Jing Hanyu, she just smiled, but she was clear in her heart.

They stood at different heights, he couldn't force Jing Hanyu to understand him.

But Jing Hanyu would force him to do the questions.

For a while, Yanchun was miserable. The experimental class already had a lot of homework, and Jinghanyu didn't know where to find it. It was said that it was a special improvement question for physics English crane tail.

Yanchun's new job is to make up lessons for Xu Qingcheng's younger brother in junior high school on weekends. The salary is high, but he usually finds time to do homework.

But Jinghanyu was forced too hard, and he, an oppressed people, would occasionally rebound.

"Farewell Brother Jing, you have so many questions, I can't finish writing even with the lights off."

"Don't you have emergency lights?"

In that era, emergency lights were almost standard equipment for all experimental class students.

Yanchun said: "Using too many emergency lights will damage your eyes."

Jing Hanyu didn't speak for a while.

Yanchun thought he had convinced people, but Jing Hanyu said, "Then come to my house and write."

Yanchun: "..."

Jing Hanyu smiled and said, "24-hour power supply and hot water supply, you can write until morning if you want."

Yanchun covered her mouth, "I didn't say anything!"

Yanchun's ranking in the monthly exam has improved again. He is already smart, and with Jing Hanyu's help, he might actually be able to break into the top ten in the college entrance examination.

Yanchun himself is very satisfied, but one day Jinghanyu sandwiches a math competition paper in the homework assigned to Yanchun.

Yanchun is good at math, but it's not enough to suddenly ask him to solve a competition problem.

After working hard, he saw that the title of the paper said "Competition Real Questions", and he immediately became angry, "You fuck me!"

Jing Hanyu said, "You don't watch it before you do it yourself."

"Didn't I trust you?"

Jing Hanyu took the paper back and took a pen to correct it.

Yanchun glanced at it a few times, and there were some who were right and many who were wrong.

He has never taken a competition class, so a zero score is normal!

After the approval, Jing Hanyu said: "The young man has a good foundation, are you interested in taking the competition class?"

Yanchun immediately refused, "I can't do it, I can't keep up, and I didn't learn well in the competition, which will delay the class."

Of course, what he was worried about was not delaying the class. He likes mathematics very much, but no matter how much he likes it, he has to give way to reality. He doesn't have so much energy and time.

Jing Hanyu did not persecute him this time, but from time to time he stuffed a competition paper into his questions.

He did it all, and explained Jing Hanyu step by step if he couldn't solve it.

He had never given such detailed lectures to Qiao Xiaoye.

He left Tongti Town and never went back. He didn't miss Qiao Lan at all, but he missed Qiao Xiaoye very much.

Last week, after paying a sum of money to go back, Qiao Lan said that Qiao Xiaoye's condition is still stable.

Thinking of Qiao Xiaoye, Yanchun's heart softened, and said without thinking: "Being your younger brother must be very happy."

Jing Hanyu stopped writing, and his tone suddenly became heavy, "What?"

But Yanchun didn't realize it, leaned back in the chair, resting the back of his head in his palm, "You are so serious about giving me lectures, it must be better for your brother."

He didn't say this completely improvised, he became more and more familiar with Jinghanyu, and it was impossible for him not to be curious about Jinghanyu's family.

If you ask him directly, he will definitely not, but he still understands the trick of throwing bricks and stones at the sidelines.

But Jing Hanyu just sneered, "I don't have a younger brother."

Yanchun said: "Then there are always brothers and sisters?"

Jing Hanyu said: "They are all unimportant people."

Only then did Yan Chun notice that Jing Hanyu was not very happy, "Well, I'm sorry, I shouldn't ask so many questions."

But this was an apology, and Yanchun felt a little uncomfortable.

Jing Hanyu asked him about his family's situation, and he basically told him that he gave Xu Qingcheng's younger brother extra lessons, and it was Jing Hanyu who led the way.

But he knew nothing about Jing Hanyu, racking his brains to ask a question, Jing Hanyu showed him a face.

This is not fair!

But at that time, Yanchun obviously didn't understand that there was no need to pursue this kind of fairness among ordinary students.

Before this, he had never sought justice from others, not even his best friend Yu Xiaohai before he transferred to No. [-] Middle School.

In getting along day and night, Jing Hanyu has become a very special person to him.

He wanted to know everything about Jing Hanyu, necessary and unnecessary.

No one mentioned it again.

It may be because of grievances, Jinghanyu did not urge Yanchun to write the questions in the next few days.

But how long can the boy's temper last? Yan Chun got used to being supervised, and even found a competition paper to make by himself, and pushed it in front of Jing Hanyu during evening self-study, "Brother Jing, correct it for me?"

That little invisible friction was resolved in this way.

After finishing the correction, Jing Hanyu said: "Blood relationship is not the most important relationship."

Yanchun: "Huh?"

Jing Hanyu unexpectedly bent the corner of her lower lip, "It's an inexplicable encounter."

Yan Chun pondered for a while, then bumped into Jing Hanyu with a kidnapper, "You think I don't understand?"

Jing Hanyu said lightly, "I didn't say anything."

A person who is like a flower of a high mountain is so fairy-like when he opens his eyes and talks nonsense!

Yan Chun was full of anger, and Jing Hanyu threw all the questions accumulated over the past few days, "I will check on Sunday night."

Yan Chun's eyes darkened, and he slammed the words "dominant" and "dictatorship" on Jing Hanyu's head.

Today is a rest day, Yanchun unhurriedly made himself a fried egg.

In the increasingly vivid memory, it is confirmed that Jing Hanyu's dictatorship and unreasonableness are not unique to the present, it was like this to him in the past.

"Hey, I beautified you without authorization."

Yanchun thought very academically, perhaps this could be a topic and a thesis.

But when he got up to wash the dishes after eating the fried eggs, the soreness in his legs stimulated him again.

It seems to be reminding him not to be general and one-sided, and to evaluate something out of objective reality.

Jinghanyu is still different.

He was able to find a reasonable reason for the previous domineering dictatorship. It was nothing more than feeling responsible for him, not wanting to see him struggling in the quagmire, and wanting to give him a bright future that could even break away from his original class.

But now Jing Hanyu's words and deeds are completely incomprehensible to him, and he is inexplicably authoritarian.

"The massage is not good."

Yanchun stretched her shoulders, "It's just the calf..."

Halfway through talking to himself, Yan Chun paused, panic appeared in his eyes.

Could it be that he is still looking forward to being pressed by Jing Hanyu in other parts?

He was constantly being pulled towards the cordon, and Jing Hanyu's approach was so strong and unreasonable, from the day he spread rumors that he had a relationship with him, to the day he insisted on going home with him, everything surpassed his inherent feelings towards Jing Hanyu cognition.

He is still awake.

But what is more troublesome is that, for ten years, there has been a bright moon that never sets in his heart, and now that the bright moon has set and fell to black, it has a strange attraction to him.

Putting on a black shirt and trousers, Yanchun took a taxi to the airport.

If everything goes well, the plane will arrive at Huancheng at 11:10 noon, and then rush back to the airport after seeing Yu Xiaohai, and take the [-]:[-] p.m. flight back.

The cemetery is not far from the airport, but it is very quiet. Cangsong goes back and forth on the plane, leaving a long cloud of smoke.

Yanchun put a bouquet of flowers in front of Yu Xiaohai's grave, "It's been another year."

The young man on the tombstone has a short-shaved head, is handsome and stubborn, and his life stops at 19 years old, and he will never grow old, but he is gradually yellowing with the photos.

Ten years ago, on such a spring day, Yu Xiaohai was brutally killed in front of him.

The police have not found the murderer so far.

Yanchun closed her eyes, crying and cursing came like a pine wind.

"Only Yanchun was present, who else would have killed him?"

"You want to shield him! He is the one who killed my Xiaohai!"

"It was the Jing family who stopped me from investigating..."

Yanchun shook his head, subconsciously said: "No."

It wasn't that he killed Yu Xiaohai, and it wasn't that the Jing family refused to let him investigate.

No matter how friendly Jing Hanyu is with him, it is impossible for the police to investigate the case.

Four years ago when Yanchun returned to China, around Yu Xiaohai's memorial day, he would find time to come to worship.

In previous years, I was busy with business affairs, but this year I came here on a regular day.

He stared at the photo on the tombstone for a long time, then squatted down, "Are you ten years old this year? How are you doing?"

Death puts a stop to everything. He knows that imagining the afterlife for the dead is just the self-deception of the living, so it is still inevitable to say meaningless words during worship.

"I still haven't caught that person, I can't remember who it is."

"Do you remember his voice and appearance? If you remember, give me a dream."

Yanchun sighed, "Forget it, you'd better rest in peace, I'll just worry about this kind of thing."

"I can't be a policeman, but I'm pretty good now, criminal investigation consultant, and solved a lot of cases last year.

Xiao Hai, sooner or later I have to bring the murderer to justice, and you will watch from the sky. "

"By the way, I met Jing Hanyu.

he……"

A figure was projected on the ground, Yanchun stopped talking, got up and saw a strange man standing not far behind him, holding a bouquet of flowers that seemed to be expensive at first glance.

The man was wearing a solemn black suit and a pair of sunglasses, through which he looked at Yanchun.

Yanchun is also looking at the man.

The other party obviously came to see Yu Xiaohai just like him.

But according to his knowledge, Yu Xiaohai doesn't have such a glamorous and respectable friend.

Apart from……

Yan Chun's eyes were slightly surprised, and when he looked at the man again, he found a sense of familiarity in the other's outline.

The man took off his sunglasses, and his red eyes were full of surprise.

"Yanchun, is that you?"

Yan Chun slightly frowned, and said coldly: "Xu Qingcheng."