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Milk is uncommon, but chocolate can be bought at the school's canteen. It looks like a gold coin, two for ten cents.

Apparently the one Qiu Yu gave him was more decent, the outer packaging was purple, and there was tinfoil when peeled off.

What chocolate, and luxuriously wrapped in two layers.

He put the two into his mouth together, and Qiu Yu who was on the side saw his throat hurt: "It's not greasy."

Yuan Mu closed his mouth tightly, shook his head, swallowed it in small mouthfuls, and asked, "Have you ever drank chocolate milk?"

Qiu Yu looked at him for a few times, but didn't answer any more, and turned his face away. There was white milk on his lower lip, and he didn't want to remind him for no reason.

Some time ago—a long time ago, when they hadn’t exchanged half a word, he met Yuan Mu brushing his teeth.

It was late at night that day, and Qiu Yu was locked on the balcony and punished to stand. She saw Yuan Mu on the second floor opposite, lying on the side of the old abandoned window in the utility room and looking into the distance. He was probably washing up before going to bed. , but his hands didn’t move, and he began to shake his head seriously, up and down, left, right, right, and left, right, and left, right, and left.

Now that the fourth grade is coming to an end, is Yuan Mu still brushing his teeth so foolishly?Qiu Yu didn't know, because he hadn't seen him appear at that window for a long time.

But it should be, after all, he is a person who can drink chocolate milk.

Yuan Mu couldn't see that Qiu Yu turned his head and smiled silently, thinking that he was asking another meaningless question, so he changed it to something meaningful: "Don't tell Qian Jin what happened today."

Qian Jin had a fever at home and did not come to school.

Yuan Mu, how do you think I can talk to Qian Jin?

But Qiu Yu still answered: "Why?"

"He likes Yang Lanqing."

what is the relationship?

Qiu Yu: "And then."

Yuan Mu carried the milk box to his left, trying to meet him face to face: "Yang Lanqing is her girl."

He pointed to the office, "You don't know, do you?"

In the office, Yang Lanqing's mother, the "garbage" he just called, was watching the movement here from the swivel chair, while Yuan Mu was staring at Qiu Yu without realizing it.

Qiu Yu slowly leaned forward and pulled his hand back, saying, "I just found out."

"Hey."

He is quite proud, "I haven't been in school for long, and I often saw Yang Lanqing doing homework in the office after school, so I guessed it."

Yuan Mu is not like Qiu Yu, he smiles happily and generously.

Qiu Yu watched him quietly, the tears on her eyelashes were still wet.

"Qian Jin knows what will happen?"

"It's weird, it will be embarrassing for a good brother to fight with his mother-in-law.

Maybe Yang Lanqing also hates me, so wouldn't it be more difficult for Qian Jin to enter. "

Yuan Mu frowned, worried in advance.

Will you hate it?

"She helped you out just now."

——Although the method is roundabout and as expected, it is ineffective.

The migrating herd returned quickly, with a threatening leader.

The type of this group is clear and clear. They are violent goats. The teacher's hooves interact at high speed, and they are about to bump into them with a pair of horns.

"I just came back, I'll go to thank you after class."

Yuan Mu's pronunciation was hazy and his tone was perfunctory, his tongue flicked his teeth and his lips didn't move.

Seeing that innocent people would be hurt, he pushed Qiu Yu and asked him to go back to the classroom.

Unexpectedly, it couldn't be pushed, Qiu Yu continued to say, as if she didn't smell the murderous aura on the other side of the corridor, "I won't say, there are others."

Facing the teacher's fierce light, Yuan Mu once wanted to pull Qiu Yu behind her. This round of confrontation lasted until she walked to the door of the classroom, and with a cold snort, she turned and stepped over to the podium. The team behind her spontaneously twisted into strands to form a snake tail for her , Section by section poured in.

His stiff body relaxed, and he looked back in a daze: "The rest of the people have no chance to say it. For those who are close, I will gag their mouths."

Could it be that Qiu Yu and him have no understanding?Or did Qiu Yu live and die with him?

Yuan Mu vaguely knew that Qiu Yu's threshold for making friends was relatively high, but he never thought that it was so high that he would not be able to reach it after two rounds of adversity.

A few days later, when they met each other, he excitedly jumped forward to say hello to Qiu Yu. Qiu Yu first glanced at Qian Jin and a group of cronies behind him, and then returned to give him a cold nod.

Yuan Mu couldn't make a decision on the two multiple-choice questions that had been circling in his mind for a long time. Qiu Yu's reaction made him even more wavering.

Fortunately, Milk and Chocolate lent him the courage to knock on the door of Qiu Yu's house alone just before the end of spring, aiming at the timing when Xu Yiqing was going to the mahjong parlor.

His down jacket has been in Qiu Yu's closet for too long.

After going back and forth to Qiu Yu's house several times, and between Qiu Yu's seemingly elusive days and nights, Yuan Mu finally figured out the pattern: he is so pure, and he is willing to say a few words only when he appears alone.

Then when summer came, Yuan Mu approached Qiu Yu more and more frequently, and seldom carried the sun and Qian Jin together in the streets and alleys.

Qiu Yu's house has many new gadgets, such as Walkmans, comic books, story clubs, DVD players, and a white desktop computer in his mother's room, but Yuan Mu has never been there.

That area glowed with holy light, it was almost an idle teacher's office, sometimes they would sit and play in the living room, Yuan Mu would unconsciously get up and close the door of Xu Yiqing's room, otherwise there would always be a feeling of jumping around in the tiger's mouth.

But even without those gadgets, Yuan Mu is still willing to spend time by Qiu Yu's side.

During the summer vacation, he often sneaked to his house with homework, and the two of them each occupied a place without disturbing each other.

Yuan Mu's concentration was weak, he yawned and stretched when half of the goal was reached, and urged Qiu Yu to relax together.

They lay on the floor with their Walkmans in the middle, each listening to music with one earphone, waiting for the sun to crawl from his cheeks to Qiu Yu's ankles.

Or close the curtains and watch a movie on the sofa for one person and half, and press the pause button to analyze the dirty words in Young and Dangerous.

Sometimes I also go to Qiu Yu's bedroom and read joke books one by one.

The joke was originally read by Yuan Mu and read by Qiu Yu.

Yuan Mu had also washed his hair at Qiu Yu's house. He wiped the shampoo and combed his hairstyle into a rhinoceros horn. He walked out of the bathroom and raised his neck to show Qiu Yu. It was the first time he saw him grinning.

There are dimples, two.

Qiu Yu also taught him to wash dishes.

Patiently say that you have to wash the dishes first, then the chopsticks, rinse them with water twice, wash the pots and rags, and then demonstrate.

Later, the kitchen was filled with detergent bubbles, and the water couldn't disperse, so they had to hold them up with bare hands and blow them out of the window.

As a result, Yuan Mu was supervised by Qiu Yu. After draining the dishes, he diligently mopped three floors.

After more than half of the summer vacation, the shadows of the two of them are mostly the sunrise overlapping and the sunset separating.

But sometimes accidents happen.

In the afternoon, the scorching sun was in the sky.

They were in their room eating popsicles when they heard keys jingling in the living room.

Yuan Mu was stunned, the popsicle-like water dripped on his chin, and he asked with his mouth, "Who?"

Qiu Yu reached out to wipe it off for him: "My mother."

"I have to hide."

"It's ok."

Yuan Mu said with a bitter face, "I can't."

Qiu Yu's closet couldn't hold a person, so Yuan Mu could only curl up under the desk. During the period, he brought a few clothes to cover his head, one of which was the down jacket he hadn't brought home.

"How about it?"

"No need for clothes.

Can't see it. "

Yuan Mu felt relieved: "Double insurance."

After hiding, the door of Qiu Yu's room was pushed open with a lot of force, it sounded like Xu Yiqing was not in a good mood.

"What are you doing in your room?"

"Read a book."

"Where's the book?"

"Just put it down."

"Don't lie to me."

"No."

Xu Yiqing turned off the fan beside the bed, and said, "While I am free now, take out your summer homework for me to check."

"Not done."

"take it out."

Xu Yiqing stopped what he was doing and looked at him.

In fact, Qiu Yu's heart has been in a state of numbness for a long time, he can bear Xu Yiqing's severe reprimand, anger, and punishment day after day.

Knowing early on that you will never be able to meet your mother's requirements, then eliminating and giving up the existence of self-awareness becomes the most perfect coping method.

So when he saw Yuan Mu's tearful face, he was at a loss.

It was too hot, his face was flushed, his hair was half wet, and his clothes were held in his arms.

why cry.

Maybe it was sweat getting into his eyes?

The sky was going to be dark, and Yuan Mu stayed in this small space for more than two hours.

Qiu Yu forgot to close the bedroom door before, and he heard everything that happened outside the door.

"sorry."

Qiu Yu half knelt on the ground, trying to pull him out.

Let you be scared, let you see this mother, let you know that I am this me.

I'm sorry and I want to ask for your forgiveness.

Yuan Mu wiped away the tears that were about to fall, stretched out his arms to Qiu Yu, gently climbed up his neck and back, and hugged him tightly.

The bare skin was pressed together, and the hug was hot. He transferred his body temperature to Qiu Yu, mixed with the heartbeat on his chest and the breath from his ears, the temperature rose sharply.

He created the hottest moment of the summer.

Qiu Yu's fingers moved slightly, spread out, and when they were about to touch Yuan Mu's clothes, he let go of him.

Fingerprints are floating on the face, which is more distorted in white light.

Red and white are mixed, and it is not clear which color is the injury.

"Tomorrow—" Yuan Mu's gaze forced Qiu Yu to speak.

It will be gone tomorrow.

Qiu Yu couldn't finish this sentence, because Yuan Mu pressed his forearm with his palm and leaned over to kiss his face.

It can be avoided, Yuan Mu's intentions are clear but his movements are slow.

But how to avoid it, he is like a religious believer who climbs thousands of stairs on foot just to ask for a wish, pious and solemn, he gets closer and closer, before he kisses, Qiu Yu's heart is already tremblingly waiting to be with you imagine.

He left as soon as he touched it, and said with red eyes, kissing won't hurt anymore.

Qiu Yu also lost strength on his other leg and knelt down. He smiled and fell to Yuan Mu's shoulder, his forehead resting on his shoulder, panting for a long time.

The summer of [-] was unbelievably long, starting from Qiu Yu's first grin, running through autumn rain and winter snow, and extending to the millennium of the new century.

Although the good times are indeed hard to keep, it turned out that in April of the millennium, Yuan Mu was completely abandoned by Fang Qiong and placed in his grandfather's house in the countryside for two years.

But in fact, two years is not too difficult, it is nothing more than turning the summer out and going through it twice.

Returning to this street again in [-], Yuan Mu tried to recover the lost language function.

Marx said that man is the sum of all social relations, maybe he was right, he practiced it.

In the past two years, Yuan Mu isolated himself from the crowd, and his ability to communicate was the price he paid.

A week later, when Yuan Mu stepped out of the house for the first time, he met Qiu Yu in the corridor.

He called him Yuan Mu.

How to answer?

I do not know.

How to do.

He replied dryly, hey, Qiu Yu.

Then what?What should I say?

Just for those few seconds, a few seconds of haste, tension, and powerlessness, Yuan Mu felt a deep sense of fear for time.

Time erodes people's flesh and blood and tampers with people's thoughts.

It bestows, but also deprives, the soul is filled and filled with cotton.

A body, thus, changes from one person to several others.

Yuan Mu is no longer Yuan Mu, and Qiu Yu seems to be still Qiu Yu.

This realization made him ashamed to face him.

So Yuan Muzhao said in his first communication textbook, sorry, let me go.

He had to rush to buy wine for Yuan Gaopeng.

As I said, time works wonders.

Within two years, Qiu Yu also changed, becoming more and more indifferent to everything.

Before he didn't care about himself, then he didn't care about anyone.

His expression became lighter and lighter, and he was no longer miserly, laughing and cursing.

The steps are also light, and he lives the busy and high-pressure high school life chicly.

You Qi smiled, the toothy smile was no longer unique to Yuan Mu in [-].

Yuan Mu seldom sees Qiu Yu in his daily life of two points and one line.

They occasionally face each other across the street, and occasionally meet on the rooftop.

On the roof, sitting, standing, staring at the flow of people, not talking, chatting, wasting time.

Until a certain afternoon when no one was around, Qiu Yu came to Yuan Mu's house to ask for iodophor with a large bruise on the side of her neck.

He fought with someone and was slapped in the face by a long board covered with wooden thorns. He only had time to protect his head, not his neck.

From time to time, Qiu Yu could smell the faint smell of disinfectant on Yuan Mu's body. He knew he had it, so he just came to ask him for it.

When Yuan Mu was standing beside him, wiping his wound with a cotton swab, Qiu Yu couldn't help saying that there must be bruises on his back.

Later, Yuan Mu could not confirm whether there was really a bruise on his back, because Qiu Yu kissed his lips before the iodine was applied to cover the scratch.

Qiu Yu really doesn't care about anything, rules, shackles, rules and regulations, he is obsessed with fighting and destroying these rotten words.

Qiu Yu sat on the chair, unbuttoned Yuan Mu's belt, and rubbed his chin for him to lick. That's how Yuan Mu thought of him at that time.

Yuan Mu is not interested in resistance and rebellion, but he holds back.

Regardless of whether it should happen, whether it can happen, the consequences of it happening, the correctness of it happening—in short, from those moments when Qiu Yu kissed him and clamped him tightly, the second summer in Yuan Mu's life came.

The author says:

Before the holiday is over, you can still have a happy Mid-Autumn Festival!