Can't Escape in Youth: Youth

It's time to talk. "

......

Wan Xin looked up to the sky and sighed, picked up the wine and gave Miao Zaiqing the opposite.

Thousands of words and unspeakable emotions were swallowed together with the wine.

After eating supper, the two leisurely walked along the gravel road by the river, and the wind blew over, carrying the salty and wet smell of the river, which was neither pleasant nor unpleasant.

In the distance, there were a few people sneaking around on the river beach. Under the illumination of the high street lamps, they didn't know what they were doing, and the two of them didn't care, and continued walking.

Soon.

'boom. '

'boom. '

The two looked up at the same time to where the voice came from.

One after another, the fireworks exploded in the sky like a big colorful umbrella. After the explosion, they turned into small umbrellas, and finally, they all turned into yellow star dots. Sliding from the air.

The two of them tacitly did not move, and waited until the fireworks were over before Wan Xin looked away and turned to Miao Zaiqing.

"Happy New Year."

After a few seconds, Miao Zaiqing returned, "Happy New Year."

In fact, Miao Zaiqing has no idea about the New Year's Eve.

He and his dad have never had a New Year's Eve, only New Year's Eve.

The cold wind howled, and Miao Zaiqing's eyes were covered with mist. He shrank his neck and looked at Wan Xin's shadow on the ground.

The shadows were stretched very long by the street lamps, collided with each other from time to time, and were quickly pulled away.

......

Miao Zaiqing looked at her bed with a complicated expression and fell into an irritable mood.

Since his father left, his activity space is his own room, the living room, the kitchen, and he has never entered other rooms.

Without thinking about it, he knew that the other rooms must have been covered with a thick layer of dust. Even if there was no dust, he would not be able to find a second set of clean sheets to make another bed.

Wan Xin was still sitting in the living room, the news was playing on the TV, the male anchor's voice was thick and powerful, and he read the press release in fluent Mandarin.

After sighing heavily, Miao Zaiqing frowned and opened the cabinet, took out cotton wool and quilt from the cabinet, and resigned herself to making the bed.

After the bed was made, Miao Zaiqing turned on the electric blanket, found two pairs of slippers, and handed the toiletries to Wan Xin.

Wan Xin changed into sandals, put his shoes on the shoe rack at the door on the second floor, went into the room and took a set of clothes to go to the toilet.

Wan Xin took a shower quickly, and came out of the toilet in less than 10 minutes. He was wearing thin pajamas, and his coat was hanging crookedly on his shoulders, as if it would fall off at any time.

Wan Xin's hair grew a little longer, so the wet hair that had been wiped by the towel looked like a bird's nest, looking ridiculous and messy.

Miao Zaiqing took the hair dryer and threw it to Wan Xin, and then went to take a bath.

Since entering kindergarten, Miao Zaiqing has never shared a bed with anyone, even if she has, it is her father, and there is nothing else.

Especially after that incident, Miao Zaiqing didn't like other people's touch even more, let alone sharing the same bed.

After tidying up, the two of them went to bed, and each lay down next to the edge of the bed. Although there was a large space in the middle, neither of them felt any coolness because of the existence of the electric blanket.

In the darkness, one person was lying on his back, the other was arched on his side, the air was very quiet, and no one spoke.

After a while, the electric blanket that had been turned off gradually cooled down, and the temperature in the quilt also began to drop slowly. After a while, both of them felt the coolness on their backs and shoulders.

However, because of their respective thoughts, neither of them leaned in the middle.

half an hour.

"Wan Xin?"

"Ok?"

"Didn't sleep?"

"Ah."

A few seconds passed.

"Is it covered with a quilt?"

"Ah."

Miao Zaiqing turned her head and took a look. Wan Xin was next to the edge of the bed, probably in the same situation as herself.

Fighting fiercely in his heart, Miao Zaiqing finally felt sorry and moved a little to the middle.

"Come to sleep."

Wan Xin carefully moved half of his body to the middle.

Miao Zaiqing also tried her best to control her resistance and moved a little to the middle.

"Pull the quilt over a little."

Wan Xin complied.

Miao Zaiqing changed her posture and lay flat, pulled up the quilt to cover her shoulders tightly.

Thoughts are different, this night, the two of them are doomed not to sleep peacefully.

25, 25

Opening his eyes again, Miao Zaiqing saw that the sky outside the window had turned a little white, and he turned over.

Wan Xin hadn't woken up yet, he seemed to be in that position all night, no matter how Miao Zaiqing tossed and turned, he remained motionless.

This was not the first time that Miao Zaiqing saw Wan Xin sleeping, but it was the first time seeing Wan Xin sleeping so closely.

His side face is well-shaped, with sharp edges and corners, and a graceful outline. The small moles at the end of his eyes are particularly eye-catching on his fair skin.

Although there is no facial expression at this time, Miao Zaiqing knows how warm his eyes, his smile, and his temper are, what kind of sunshine, and how people feel like a spring breeze.

When Miao Zaiqing returned home with breakfast, Wan Xin was sitting on the sofa, put on a coat before changing out of pajamas, and held a book in his hand.

Seeing Miao Zaiqing come in, Wan Xin turned a page, his appearance was very natural.

Miao Zaiqing suddenly had the illusion that Wan Xin had lived here for a long time.

"Eat breakfast."

With that said, Miao Zaiqing put a breakfast on the tea table in front of Wan Xin.

After breakfast, the two sat at the coffee table and started doing their homework.

Wan Xin's writing speed was very fast, and he could finish each paper in less than an hour.

Miao Zaiqing's speed wasn't too slow, but she just got stuck on a physics problem.

Wan Xin speeded up his handwriting.

After finishing another paper, Wan Xin tapped two fingers on Miao Zaiqing's paper, and Miao Zaiqing stopped turning the pen.

"where?"

Miao Zaiqing drew a large circle with a pen.

Wan Xin broke the defense instantly and burst out laughing.

Miao Zaiqing rolled her eyes and let out a tut.

Even after so long, he still felt ashamed.

Wan Xin took the paper, and Miao Zaiqing moved a small bench and sat next to him, listening carefully.

No matter whether Miao Zaiqing understood the questions that Wan Xin had talked about before, she would never ask any more questions.

But now it is different, according to the current relationship between the two, Miao Zaiqing can point out a topic and ask Wan Xin to talk about it four or five times.

In the end, no matter how patient Wan Xin was, he couldn't survive Miao Zaiqing's torment.

He collapsed on the sofa without any image, paralyzed in Ge You's paralyzed posture.

Miao Zaiqing poured two cups of hot water from the kitchen, put one in front of Wan Xin, and blew on the other near his mouth, took two sips, the corners of his lips curved slightly.

In the evening, the two solved the problem of food and clothing, and Wan Xin proposed to go shopping again.

So Miao Zaiqing took Wan Xin into the city again.

They said it was a stroll, but in fact it was just a walk around. The two big boys really didn't have much interest in those random things.

Finally, the two entered a supermarket in a shopping mall.

Wan Xin pushed the shopping cart in front of a pile of hot water bottles, looking left, right, up, and down.

Miao Zaiqing had already wandered to the front, and came back with a few weighed bananas in his hand.

"Ok?"

"Choose one," Wan Xin said.

Miao Zaiqing looked at a pile of doll-like hot water bottles and shook her head, feeling nothing.

Wan Xin made up his mind and chose two, the dog-patterned ones, blue and gray.

The shopping guide came to help them find the box.

At this moment, Miao Zaiqing suddenly saw a person out of the corner of his eyes, and he turned his face to confirm.

The moment he saw that person's face clearly, Miao Zaiqing instantly felt as if he had fallen into a layer of ice, and his whole body was filled with coldness.

His eyes were full of anger, and the banana in his hand was deformed by grasping it tightly, and the pulp inside was covered in a bag.

He was panting heavily, and the violent ups and downs of his chest could be seen through the thick clothes.

No matter how many books Miao Zaiqing has read, no matter how many truths Miao Zaiqing has heard, but at this moment, he just can't control it.

It was too late to say, but soon, Miao Zaiqing flew out like an arrow that left the string.

All I saw was that Miao Zaiqing rushed in front of a person and punched him in the abdomen, ignoring the fact that the person was an old man who looked to be in his early fifties.

The person who was beaten screamed out in pain, and the people around him also screamed and quickly backed away.

It happened so suddenly that Wan Xin couldn't react in time. After a moment of daze, he rushed forward with big strides.

Miao Zaiqing scuffled with that man regardless.

No, no, not a scuffle.

It was Miao Zaiqing who committed the violence unilaterally, and the man just hugged his head and fled from the beginning to the end, looking extremely embarrassed and innocent.

Even though Wan Xin was calm and calm at ordinary times, he couldn't help becoming anxious at this time.

Wan Xin didn't care about anything else, rushed behind Miao Zaiqing and hugged him tightly.

"In Qing."

"In Qing."

"You calm down."

Wan Xin's voice gradually grew louder, but Miao Zaiqing seemed to be unable to hear at all, like a deaf man, struggling desperately.

Rao had already seen the scene where Miao Zaiqing subdued Lu Cen to the ground and couldn't move, but at this time Wan Xin was still unexpected by Miao Zaiqing's strength.

He didn't dare to slack off.

During the fight, the two fell to the ground, Miao Zaiqing turned her head and glared at Wan Xin, her pupils were red, roaring silently like a wounded beast, as if she was asking questions.

why did you stop me!

why!

why!

why!

Under the urging of the staff, the security guards of the shopping mall quickly rushed over and helped Wan Xin restrain Miao Zaiqing.

Wan Xin looked at Miao Zaiqing, who was still struggling under the pressure of the security guard, and felt distressed and uncomfortable, but there was nothing he could do.

He knew nothing.

Why did Miao Zaiqing do this suddenly?

Miao Zaiqing, who was under the security guard, gradually calmed down, only her flushed face