gentle trap

With the weather, the coolness outside, and the green light emitting from the walkway leading to the small balcony, the small cry sounded particularly terrifying.

Yu Fei thinks it smells like a horror movie.

He wasn't afraid, but he was a normal person, and his heart should be beating drums.

Walking forward quickly, until he saw Ying Qingyuan wiping tears while reciting words in a low voice, he didn't know why, so he called out distressedly: "Ayuan."

Didn't Tao Ran say that Ying Qingyuan's popularity is very good?Why are you hiding here and crying alone?Could it be that he was being bullied by someone?My wife is so soft and cute, who would be willing to do this.

Focusing on the question of why Ying Qingyuan was crying, Yu Fei had long since left behind his drowsiness and the little fear he had just had.

"Why are you crying?" Yu Fei reached out and rubbed the other person's head while sitting.

"You can tell me, who bullied you? I'll teach him a lesson for you."

Ying Qingyuan looked very sad, his eyes were red from crying, and the light of the flashlight falling on him was a bit strange.He shook his head and sobbed, "No one bullies me."

"Then why are you crying?"

Asked about this, Ying Qingyuan was a little sad: "The words are so hard to memorize, it's so cold now, why do I have to get up so early to memorize the words?"

For some reason, Yu Fei wanted to laugh, secretly smiling in his heart, but his face was still serious, and he asked, "Then why did you get up so early to memorize words?"

At first, I thought what Ying Qingyuan was going to say was forced by his parents, or because he was afraid that others would catch up, but Ying Qingyuan wiped away his tears and choked up and said: "The plan of the day is in the morning, don't get up early to endorse, and make a good start , a day will be wasted.”

There is a sense of endorsement.

There is also a feeling of comforting myself.

Yu Fei couldn't help laughing out loud.

Probably because he hadn't woken up yet, Ying Qingyuan cried and said, "Brother Fei, don't laugh, it scares me."

Yu Fei: ...

What is the most humiliating thing in your life?Yu Fei thinks that he probably scared the person he likes to tears.

The main reason is that he didn't expect that in Ying Qingyuan's eyes, he was so terrifying.

Ying Qingyuan cried and recited the vocabulary again. After recited about ten words, his mood may have calmed down, his sobs disappeared, and he wiped away the tears on his face. He stared blankly for a while, watching I don't know what I'm thinking in the distance.

Yu Fei, who was reading a book, followed Ying Qingyuan's gaze to the distance, and asked, "A Yuan, what are you looking at?"

After a while, Ying Qingyuan turned his head slowly, and then suddenly, as if some switch had been flipped, astonishment floated on his face: "Brother Fei, when did you come here?"

Yu Fei: ...

"I've been here for a while." He was a little helpless, and a little dumbfounded, but thinking of what Ying Qingyuan said just now, he decided not to laugh, what if he scared someone to cry again: "You just said Crying while reciting words."

Hearing his words, Ying Qingyuan's face flushed with embarrassment: "I'm sorry, Brother Fei, I might not have woken up just now."

"Will you cry before you wake up?" Yu Fei was curious.

The other party looked even more shy, and couldn't help biting his pen.

"Don't bite the tip of the pen, it's unhygienic." Yu Fei pushed the opponent's hand away to prevent the opponent from biting.

"Sometimes if I don't wake up, I will play a little temper." Ying Qingyuan couldn't bite the tip of the pen, but he was very entangled, his facial features were all wrinkled together, he was afraid that Yu Fei would not believe it, so he gestured with his hands.The distance between the index finger and the tip of the thumb is only a little: "I really only play a little bit of a temper."

Just now, from Yu Fei's point of view, he wasn't a temper at all, but now that he thinks about it, he's kind of cute, and he even started to reminisce about the feeling when he touched Ying Qingyuan's hair just now.

Ying Qingyuan's hair is a bit long, it doesn't feel prickly, it's soft and feels good to the touch.

In fact, he wanted to touch it again, but he also felt that the self just now had taken advantage of others' surprise.

"Brother Fei, why are you so early." Ying Qingyuan glanced at his elderly phone, and found that it was only a little past five o'clock, and looked at Yu Fei in surprise: "You got up too early."

Obviously he woke up very early.

Looking at the way Ying Qingyuan looked at him, Yu Fei felt a little embarrassed, but he couldn't say that he came here for the other party.

"I think I still need to work hard, so I got up early to endorse." Yu Fei opened his eyes and said nonsense: "I thought that I would affect my roommates in the dormitory, so I came here to endorse."

"I didn't expect you to be here."

Ying Qingyuan looked at him, staring at him so that Yu Fei was a little flustered, countless thoughts slipped through his mind, wondering whether he had shown some "telling" and was discovered by the other party.

"What's the matter?" Yu Fei's voice subconsciously softened because of some guilty conscience.

"No." Ying Qingyuan shook his head, smiling innocently, Yu Fei could see that he felt a little guilty for lying to the child: "I just think I have a good relationship with Brother Fei."

It is indeed fate.

Yu Fei thought shamelessly.

"Indeed." Yu Fei looked at Ying Qingyuan, and his thoughts suddenly drifted back to when he first entered school, when he met Ying Qingyuan:

"Ayuan, do you still remember when school started?"

"When school started?" Ying Qingyuan looked at Yu Fei's face in a daze and thought about it for a long time. Finally, when he remembered, he was a little speechless, with his mouth opened wide.

Yu Fei didn't think it was so embarrassing for him to be able to suffer from heat stroke as a tall man, and he didn't mind reminding Ying Qingyuan of the time when the two of them met.

The main reason is that after Ying Qingyuan thinks about it, he doesn't need to find other reasons to deal with Qingyuan.

Nodding his head, Yu Fei simply recognized it.

What's wrong with the thick skin, as long as the thick skin can catch up with his wife, he will recognize that the thick skin is thicker than the city wall.

The two chatted for a while, Ying Qingyuan hadn't forgotten the words he was going to memorize, unlike at the beginning, this response Qingyuan memorized very smoothly.Without the crying look just now, Yu Fei felt a little nostalgic.

In fact, Ying Qingyuan who looked like that just now is very cute, he quite likes it.

But it doesn't matter, he can still come over tomorrow, maybe he can get in touch further.

Hearing Ying Qingyuan's voice of reciting the book, Yu Fei couldn't read any words, so he simply put down the book, put his hands behind his back, and leaned forward.

Listening to the voice of someone you like is a very enjoyable thing, especially Ying Qingyuan's oral English seems to be more beautiful after a long period of practice.

With the morning wind blowing, Yu Fei watched Chaoyang crawl out bit by bit, the orange light was reflected on Ying Qingyuan's face, he saw Ying Qingyuan raised his head, looked at the distant sunrise, turned around Looking over at himself, he smiled and said:

"Brother Fei, look quickly, the sunrise."

"This is the first time I have watched the sunrise with others."

I will watch it with you in the future.

Yu Fei didn't realize it himself, he looked at Ying Qingyuan like a stream of spring water in his eyes:

"Me too."

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I thought of a roommate in my high school who worked very hard to recite books early every day, and she woke up when others were still sleeping (I am the kind of person who wakes up easily, so I will know)

The sunrise is really beautiful. When I got up early in high school, I watched the sun rise little by little from the boundary line. It was fiery red and dazzling. At that time, everyone gathered together to watch it. Looking back now, I feel an indescribable touch and joy.