The school grass owes me a first love

After Cheng Jue hung up the phone, he got up and got out of bed. He didn't even bother to change the hospital clothes he was wearing.

Because he hasn't eaten for a long time, just a little big movement can make him dizzy.

Cheng Jue stabilized himself, found a sense of balance, then took off the long down jacket on the hanger, put it on himself, zipped it up, and walked out with the help of the hospital bed railing.

As soon as he opened the door, he unexpectedly saw Cheng Maomao sitting in the corridor playing with his mobile phone.

Cheng Jue thought he had gone home early.

Cheng Maomao heard the sound of the door opening, looked up, and saw his brother standing at the door, his face was pale and cold under the incandescent light in the corridor, and his eyes were getting redder.

"Brother." Cheng Maomao stood up suddenly, stepped forward nervously, and said, "Where are you going?"

Cheng Jue glanced at him and said hoarsely, "Go and find Ye Yubei."

Cheng Maomao scratched her hair, not knowing whether she should be happy or worried.

Happily, his brother was finally willing to speak, and his expression and tone finally regained some of the freshness of the past.

What worries me is why I still have to go out at night!

"Take a good rest and go tomorrow." Cheng Maomao thought about Cheng Jue's body.

Cheng Jue shook his head, closed the door behind him with one hand, and said, "I don't worry about him, I'll come back after a visit."

But in fact, Cheng Jue didn't go back afterwards.

Cheng Maomao has always been unable to refuse his brother, so he swayed from side to side, sighed, took out his mobile phone to hail a taxi, and said, "I'll accompany you."

Cheng Jue wanted to say no, but on second thought, his current physical condition was not convincing, so he didn't say anything.

Cheng Maomao helped Cheng Jue to hide from the nurse, led the people downstairs, out of the inpatient department, and soon got into the online car-hailing car waiting on the side of the road.

On the way, Cheng Jue was resting on Cheng Maomao's shoulder. As soon as he closed his eyes, he could recall the night when Ye Yubei said "Forget it, Cheng Jue".

Lu Xi once told him that when people are most depressed and hopeless, they will lose themselves for a short time, reject all kindness and help, and refuse to approach others, including their closest relatives.

Lu Xi could know this because Ji Nian had intermittent episodes of manic depression.

Cheng Jue remembered that night when Ye Yubei said "I'm not good enough for you", he couldn't imagine what kind of mood Ye Yubei had when he said that.

Such a serious young man, who has always wanted to bring him happiness, thinks how desperate he must be after realizing the reality, and how bitter he will be when he says he is not good enough for him.

Cheng Jue was angry at the time, and thought it was just a routine used by scumbags when they broke up, and retreated to advance.

If he could be calmer and think about how kind Ye Yubei usually treats him, he might be able to discover Ye Yubei's insincere words.

He should know Ye Yubei's character better than anyone else, and he wouldn't be suspicious so easily, but he was stimulated that night, which made him feel restless and lose his sense of security because he couldn't get in touch with anyone and became anxious. Wucun, that's why he couldn't think calmly when he saw Ye Yubei, and in the end he got angry and said that he was really not good enough for him.

Cheng Jue patted Cheng Maomao's wrist and said, "Talk to me."

As soon as he was free, he couldn't stop thinking about Ye Yubei. The scene of that snowy night was replayed over and over again, and many neglected details were magnified. Ye Yubei would rather be misunderstood and let him leave, just because he felt I can't give him anything... Cheng Jue can't stop guessing Ye Yubei's mood, so he can't relax, his heart hurts when he thinks too much.

Cheng Maomao didn't know what his brother was thinking, but thought he was bored, thought for a while, and asked, "Brother, will you get back together?"

"See what he means."

Cheng Maomao said, "What do you mean?"

Cheng Jue lightly rubbed his head on Cheng Maomao's shoulder, looked out of the car window, watched the streetlights passing by for a while, and said softly, "Never separate again."

Cheng Maomao's heart trembled, because of that understatement of certainty, his brother was only 19 years old, but he seemed to have already decided that he would hold his hand for a long life in the future.

***

When the car arrived at the gate of the community, Cheng Jue saw that there were already two people waiting there.

Besides Ye Yubei, there was also Fang Wenhui who accompanied Ye Yubei downstairs.

Cheng Jue approached, and first looked at Ye Yubei. When the eyes of the two met, their eyes became moist for a moment, and even their souls trembled slightly.

Fang Wenhui pressed down the heavy scarf, stepped forward and touched Cheng Jue's obviously thin face, feeling really distressed: "How could it be like this..."

Cheng Jue withdrew his gaze, lowered his head in shame, and said, "Hello, Auntie."

Cheng Maomao has been watching Fang Wenhui carefully, followed his brother's example, and called out cautiously and nervously: "A...Hello, auntie."

When Fang Wenhui saw Cheng Maomao, she knew from his appearance that he and Cheng Jue were brothers. She smiled and called everyone to go home.

After Ye Yubei recuperated for a period of time, the splint on his leg was removed, and he was able to walk again, but one knee was loose, and his walking speed was very slow.

Cheng Jue was still sick and couldn't walk fast.

Fang Wenhui led the way, followed by Cheng Maomao, and gradually distanced himself from the two behind.

Cheng Jue walked slowly on the road. Because of the cold, he put his hands in the pockets of his down jacket and slightly tucked his neck into the collar.

He was walking with his head down, until he felt the scorching gaze from the side that could not be ignored, then turned his face slightly and glanced at the person walking beside him.

However, when their eyes met, Cheng Jue moved away uncomfortably, and his body, which was only wearing a thin hospital gown under the down jacket, was a little hot, and he muttered: "What are you looking at me for, watch the road carefully."

Ye Yubei: "Yes."

He really stopped looking at Cheng Jue, and lowered his eyes to look at the road ahead.

But Cheng Jue couldn't help but glanced at Ye Yubei several times, and saw that the young man was still a little haggard, his eyes pressed down under the black hair were calm and unwavering, looking a little gloomy and thoughtful.

Cheng Jue's gaze was as idly as it was real, Ye Yubei didn't know whether it was intentional or not, as he got closer and closer to him, the back of his hand would touch Cheng Jue's down jacket from time to time.

Cheng Jue's originally pale face finally regained its freshness, his eyes wandered for a while, after thinking for a while, he stretched out a hand from his pocket and hung it by his side.

They walked slowly on the road, and the two hands that were extremely close would inevitably touch each other as they walked. After touching each other in such an ambiguous manner several times, Ye Yubei raised a finger to hook Cheng Jue's, Then came another one, Cheng Jue never refused.

So, Ye Yubei boldly circled Cheng Jue's palm, and clasped his fingers together.

Ye Yubei's heart is filled with infinite gratitude for losing and recovering.

Cheng Jue was finally at ease, and when he lowered his head, a smile rose from the corner of his lips.

After returning home, Ye Yubei led people into the room and closed the door on the grounds that Cheng Jue needed to change clothes.

Fang Wenhui heard that Cheng Jue was coming, and before going out, he cooked pork liver and yam porridge in a casserole on the stove, fearing that he would be rushed, so he hurried to the kitchen to continue making porridge.

Cheng Maomao looked at the closed bedroom door, then at the kitchen, in a dilemma, followed Fang Wenhui, and said, "Auntie, I'll help you." He also got into the kitchen.

As soon as Ye Yubei and Cheng Jue closed the door, they didn’t do anything good. The air conditioner was turned on in the room, and the temperature was high. Ye Yubei was kissing while leading the person to the bed, and he was able to take off the person’s down jacket distractedly, and then it was logical He fumbled frantically for the buttons of his hospital gown.

He didn't forget that he brought Cheng Jue in to change clothes.

Cheng Jue clung to Ye Yubei tightly, hugged his neck and gnawed Ye Yubei's lips eagerly and fiercely.

But when the hospital gown was opened and Ye Yu's north hand touched Cheng Jue's distinct ribs, everything was paused.

Ye Yubei lowered his head and looked at Cheng Jue's bony body, with sad eyes.

Cheng Jue patted his head, said it was all right, then turned around, opened Ye Yubei's closet, picked clothes for himself, then turned his head and asked, "I'll change, do you want to go out?"

Ye Yubei didn't move, he looked at Cheng Jue.

Cheng Jue lowered his eyes.

Ye Yubei stepped forward at this time, and gently encircled Cheng Jue from behind, fearing that Cheng Jue would break if he tried hard, he put his chin on Cheng Jue's shoulder, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry."

Cheng Jue pursed his lower lip, curled his fingers on the cabinet door, and said, "You don't need to apologize, I don't blame you, it's me...you are not unworthy of me."

The two hugged each other quietly, because they could communicate with each other, so there was no need to say anything.

After a while, Ye Yubei still rested on Cheng Jue's shoulders, reached out and picked a hanger in the closet, picked out a sweater, and said, "Wear this...will you sleep at my house tonight?"

Cheng Jue, however, felt a little troubled: "Moomao..."

"You can make the floor." Ye Yubei said without much distress.

Cheng Jue: "...I'll ask him."

At this time, there was a knock on the door of the room, and the two separated temporarily, Ye Yubei helped Cheng Jue put on the sweater.

Opening the door, Fang Wenhui held a bowl of porridge, gave Ye Yubei a glance at Cheng Jue, and said in a rare and serious voice: "No matter what, let him eat a bowl, if this continues, his stomach will be ruined. "

Ye Yubei took the bowl and expressed his understanding.

But getting Cheng Jue to eat was not an easy task, although the porridge made by Fang Wenhui smelled delicious.

In the room, Cheng Jue huddled in the swivel chair with his arms around his legs. No matter how Ye Yubei tried to persuade him, he said reluctantly: "I can't eat..."

Ye Yubei scooped up the porridge with a porcelain spoon, blew it warm, and brought it to Cheng Jue's mouth. Cheng Jue frowned slightly, and turned away slightly. Ye Yubei put the porcelain spoon on his mouth, and Cheng Jue simply pursed his lips, stubbornly very.

Ye Yubei finally knew how hard it was for the parents who chased their children to feed them in the online videos.

He put down the spoon, looked at Cheng Jue, and asked, "Why don't you eat?"

Cheng Jue also knew that he was doing something wrong, as if he had done something wrong, he lowered his head and peeled off his fingernails, humming: "I don't want to eat."

"Aren't you hungry?"

"After the first two days, you won't be hungry."

Ye Yubei felt as if a needle had been pricked in his heart. He glanced at the porridge in the bowl, feeling a little dazed and powerless.

Cheng Jue glanced at Ye Yubei, feeling sorry for himself, so he groaned and explained: "It's not intentional...it's easy to let your mind go blank when you're eating, and you'll miss you when you're free. , I just want to do math problems, I can't stop for a moment, and when I saw the food later, I lost my appetite at all, and even felt a little nauseous..."

After Ye Yubei heard this, he probably wanted to go back and kill himself. He endured his worries and pretended to be relaxed: "You like mathematics so much?"

"Yeah." Cheng Jue nodded seriously, continued to play with his fingers, and said, "People can lie to me, but mathematics can't."

Ye Yubei: "..."

He accepted it, put down the bowl on the table, took out his mobile phone, opened Alipay, flipped through it, and called up the transfer records from a year ago, and said, "See clearly? I will pay back everything I owe you. Except for feelings, I don't think about it." I lied to you."

Cheng Jue glanced at the transfer records, then at Ye Yubei, swallowed, and said, "I really don't know, and you didn't tell me..."

But Ye Yubei didn't worry about it any more. He threw away the phone, picked up the bowl again, scooped up a spoonful of porridge and sent it over, saying, "Is it feeling better? Can we eat? Open your mouth, or I will feed you with mouth to mouth." .”

Cheng Jue blushed.

What a rogue.

Under the threat, he opened his mouth with some difficulty, and was about to hold the spoon in his mouth, then suddenly backed away and shot a feint: "Or start tomorrow..."

Ye Yubei didn't want to talk nonsense with him, so he simply put the spoonful of porridge into his mouth, then put down the bowl, leaned over to hold Cheng Jue's face, and fed it directly.

"Well……"

Cheng Jue closed his eyes subconsciously, frowned slightly in pain, was attacked by surprise, and hit Ye Yubei angrily.

***

Cheng Maomao heard that he could sleep in the male god's house tonight, or in the male god's bedroom, and immediately agreed to stay, not to mention sleeping on the floor, he would be happy to sleep under the bed.

Cheng Maomao was the last one to come out of the shower, and a soft quilt had already been laid on the floor beside the bed.

Cheng Maomao let out a happy "woo~", stepped on it quickly, and got under the quilt.

It is a kind of happiness to sleep under the thick quilt in the winter.

Cheng Jue had eaten a bowl of porridge, and now his stomach was warm. He was already lying down on the bed, wrapped in a quilt, and bent over to the side of the bed. Looking at Cheng Maomao below, he said, "Don't make trouble at night, sleep well."

Cheng Maomao twisted his body in the quilt, his face became a sunflower with a smile, and said, "Brother, I can sleep peacefully, so I won't be noisy."

Cheng Jue stretched out his hand and stroked his silly brother's hair, making him feel awkward, so he hurried to sleep.

Ye Yubei reminded from the side: "Turn off the lights?"

Cheng Maomao was as energetic as when he woke up: "Okay!"

With a bang, the room plunged into darkness.

After a while of rustling under and under the bed, the room fell into silence.

There was one more person in the quilt, Cheng Jue felt hot, and after a while, he stretched out an arm and put it outside the quilt, eager for the cool.

But after a while, Ye Yubei picked up his arms and put them back under the quilt.

Cheng Jue couldn't bear it anymore, and stretched out again.

Ye Yubei pushed him back again.

Repeated this many times, Ye Yubei simply hugged Cheng Jue from behind to prevent him from moving his hands. Cheng Jue struggled a few times, making the bed creak. Let him go.

Cheng Jue curled up slightly, adjusted a comfortable position in Ye Yubei's arms, rubbed his eyes, and was about to fall asleep, but when he opened his eyes accidentally, he saw a head resting on the edge of the bed.

"!" Cheng Jue was startled.

Ye Yubei felt the vibration of the person in his arms, opened his eyes, and said in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

As a result, in the next second, he also saw the opposite head in the dark.

"!" Ye Yubei was caught off guard, and was equally frightened.

In the middle of the night, in the darkness, the three pairs of eyes gleamed slightly, wide-eyed and small-eyed.

Cheng Maomao, who didn't know when to get up without saying a word, finally spoke, and said submissively: "Brother, big brother, I forgot to say just now, I don't make noise when I sleep, so... I hope you don't do anything other than sleep... ...In case I wake up, I really don't dare to vent my anger, and I have to pretend that I don't know anything... Just, don't be too young, I am not yet an adult."

Cheng Jue: "..."

Ye Yubei: "..."

Well, it's not suitable for children.

Cheng Jue pushed Cheng Maomao's head down, blushing in the dark, gritted his teeth slightly: "What are you thinking about!"

But in the middle of the night, Cheng Maomao was still awakened by the movement above.

As Cheng Maomao woke up quietly, the voice from the upper bed gradually became clearer.

There was a rustling sound of fabric rubbing on the bed, and the two were talking softly.

Cheng Maomao didn't hear anything clearly at first, and then he heard his brother say something in a crying voice: "Do you want me anymore..."

Cheng Maomao opened his eyes in the dark and woke up instantly.

Just listening to his brother talking in a daze, stuttering a little unclear, as if he was half asleep and half awake.

The eldest brother continued to comfort in a low voice: "No, no, Jue, I didn't..."

The voice was not as cold as usual, but with a gentleness and hot flashes that Cheng Maomao had never heard before.

His brother may have been haunted by a nightmare, his words were inconsistent, and his mood was unstable.

I don't know if Ye Yubei left him in his dream.

Cheng Maomao silently pulled up the quilt to cover her eyes.

How lucky that in reality the elder brother was by his brother's side, comforting and coaxing him to sleep over and over again.

The author has something to say: xxx can lie to me, but not in mathematics.It's a stalk, but Cheng Jue knows it, so there is no second half of the sentence.