The Sand Sculpture Overlord finally lowered his noble head

The summer of this summer vacation is very hot, the days are especially long, and only a gust of wind blows at night.

Xia Fanchi was lying on the grass with his legs crossed, his head resting on his arms, and a piece of dogtail grass in his mouth.

He has been on the island for a week, and the freshness he had when he first came has long since disappeared, and he stared at the sky in a daze.

After a while, Xia Fanchi jumped up and kicked the pebbles home.When passing by a big tree, he caught a glimpse of something and stopped in his tracks.

An older brother was reading a book at a stone table under a tree.

His back was very straight, like a little Bai Yang, and he didn't move for a long time.

Xia Fanchi glanced at him, then walked away shaking his arms.

In the next few days, every time Xia Fanchi came over, he could see that brother.

As if he found something new and interesting, he came to take a look every day.

Every time he was in the same posture, without raising his head, he was so quiet, different from everyone Xia Fanchi had seen.

Xia Fanchi secretly watched him for a few days, and finally walked over curiously, and opened his mouth: "Hey."

The boy looked up.

This was the first time Xia Fanchi saw his face, and he couldn't help but froze.

Very white, very long eyelashes.

Xia Fanchi noticed his eyes at first sight.

His eyes are very quiet, like the sky he often looks at.

But before he looked at it seriously, the boy lowered his head and continued to use his pen to calculate the problem.

The draft paper was blown down by the wind and landed at Xia Fanchi's feet.Xia Fanchi squatted down, picked it up, and handed it to him seriously.

"Thank you." said the boy.

Xia Fanchi turned around and ran away.

Xia Fanchi and his friends ran around on the grass, tired from playing, and glanced at the boy under the tree not far away.

The boy was also looking at them, met his eyes, frowned, and put on his earphones in front of him.

Xia Fanchi: "..."

The next day, he was no longer under that tree.

Xia Fanchi ran and searched, and finally found him under the tree by the river.

Xia Fanchi climbed to the nearby pomegranate tree, picked a split pomegranate, broke it open, and ate the ruby-like pomegranate seeds.

Very sweet.

He took a pomegranate seed and threw it over, and the pomegranate seed landed firmly on the boy's book.

The boy paused, ignored it, and calmly stroked the pomegranate seeds with his fingers.

Xia Fanchi threw another one over.

Still ignore it.

After several times, the boy finally raised his head.

Although his face was calm, Xia Fanchi shuddered inexplicably and bit his lower lip.

He easily jumped down from the tree, hugged the big split pomegranate, and stood awkwardly under the tree.

The boy stood up and walked towards him.

When they got close, Xia Fanchi realized that he was very tall, and he only reached his shoulders.

His expression was very cold: "Is there something wrong?"

"Ah, it's okay." Xia Fanchi rubbed his hands, shook his head, and nodded again, "It's okay."

The boy motioned to him.

Xia Fanchi solemnly handed over the pomegranate: "Do you want to eat this, it's sweet."

Boy: "No—"

Xia Fanchi stuffed the pomegranate into his arms and ran away.

A few days later, the boy actually took the initiative to talk to him.

Xia Fanchi couldn't help but bend his eyes, revealing his neat teeth.

The boy said: "Hi, may I ask why you bring people around wherever I am?"

Xia Fanchi opened his mouth.

The young man's face darkened: "Don't do this in the future, it's very noisy."

Finished talking and left.

Xia Fanchi was very depressed, sitting on the grass, watching his friends play around.

After a while, he criticized: "Have you finished your summer homework?"

The friends all laughed, and said one after another: "Hahahahahaha, is the sun coming out from the west?"

Xia Fanchi frowned, took out a comic from his clothes, and lay down on the grass to read it.

A few days later, it rained, Xia Fanchi ran wildly on the road, slipped accidentally, fell into the mud, and splashed muddy water on his face.

He bit his lip and was so angry that he was about to cry.

At this time, someone reached out to him.

Looking up, it was the boy.

Xia Fanchi felt even more ashamed, avoided his hands, propped himself up on the ground, and got up, feeling extremely embarrassed.

The teenager handed him a tissue.

Xia Fanchi took it, wiped his face clean, his mouth was still pouted.

The boy didn't know what he saw, coughed, and looked away.

Xia Fanchi immediately became angry: "Are you laughing at me?"

The boy didn't speak, and took a tissue to help him wipe off the mud spots on the tip of his nose.

Xia Fanchi originally wanted to push him away from embarrassment, but held back, pouted his mouth, and said pitifully, "Thank you brother."

The young man was startled, and then responded in a low voice.

Xia Fanchi whispered, "Brother, what's your name?"

Boy: "Huo Jin."

Xia Fanchi introduced himself: "My name is Ultraman, you can call me Xiao Ao."

Huo Jin nodded.

Xia Fanchi smiled and picked some berries for him to eat.

Huo Jin hesitated for a moment, took it, thanked him, wiped the surface of the berry with his fingertips under his earnest gaze, and brought it to his mouth.

The sweet and sour juice burst into his mouth, his pretty brows were wrinkled, and his expression became much more vivid.

Xia Fanchi smiled and ate berries with him until his lips were dyed purple.

He raised his eyes, saw Huo Jin's discordant purple lips, and laughed loudly: "Hahaha, look at your mouth!"

Huo Jin looked at him, glanced at his lips, looked away, and looked at the sky while eating the berries he handed over.

Xia Fanchi's eyes were still crooked, and he enthusiastically wiped his mouth with a tissue, his fingers accidentally touched his soft lips, and stayed there for a few more seconds.

Why is it so soft?Xia Fanchi wondered in his heart.

He still had that soft touch on his fingertips, and he pursed his lips, thinking about something in his little head.

However, he quickly forgot about this episode and invited him: "Do you want to play with me?"

Huo Jin was quiet for two seconds: "Me?"

"Well," Xia Fanchi nodded, and enthusiastically drew the blueprint for him, "Do you want to join our huge team? I am the boss! If you join, according to the order, you will be the eighteenth!"

The slightly soft face regained its previous calm, and said three words: "Don't join."

Then turn around and leave.

The wind on the grass blows across the cheeks, with a light fragrance of green grass.Xia Fanchi followed behind him, trying to convince him: "It's very lively."

Huo Jin walked forward.

"Brother." Xia Fanchi pulled his sleeve, and accidentally pulled his hand, which was much bigger than his own, warm and powerful, paused, and retracted his hand.

He looked down and noticed that his fingers were slender, with well-defined knuckles, and blue blood vessels were faintly visible on the cold white skin.

Huo Jin walked forward, didn't hear him speak for a long time, and glanced at him.

Xia Fanchi was staring at his hand in wonder, shaking his head from time to time.

Why are my fingers not so thin?

He could only concentrate for a while, and soon forgot about his hands, and invited him: "Go to the Internet cafe? I invite you."

Huo Jin: "I don't go to that kind of place."

It happened that a friend of Xia Fanchi ran over and shouted to greet Xia Fanchi: "Come and play! You are the only one missing!!"

"Here we come!" Xia Fanchi responded, and said to Huo Jin, "Brother, I went to play elsewhere, and I will chat with you when I have time."

Huo Jin pursed his lips: "No, it's very noisy."

"Okay." Xia Fanchi sighed regretfully, said goodbye to him, and ran to play.

After he left, Huo Jin was the only one left on the vast grassland, exactly the same as at the beginning.

The wind blew, and he seemed to smell the berries he had just tasted.

Huo Jin hugged the book, lowered his eyes, and looked at the book alone in the silence as before.

This small island is a clean summer resort, every summer vacation, there will be rich young men running over to play in the mud for a summer vacation.

Following the trend, an Internet cafe was built here, in a relatively remote place.As soon as Xia Fanchi heard about it, he ran over to play games, and it lasted a whole day.

A few older children discussed collecting protection fees in the past, and guarded the door at night, cutting one if they could.

Huo Jin happened to hear it, and immediately thought of that bad boy.

I didn't want to care about it at first, but after all, the man said "brother".

Huo Jin went to look for him, one by one, and soon saw the person wearing earphones immersed in it, and called out: "Xiao Ao."

Xia Fanchi didn't respond.

Huo Jin took off his earphones, and called out patiently: "Xiao Ao."

Xia Fanchi was playing on his head, and was about to get angry, when he heard the sound of "Little Ao", he suddenly realized something and pinched his thigh.

"Yeah." Xia Fanchi suppressed his laughter and blushed.

Huo Jin: "Stop playing, let's go."

"Okay." Xia Fanchi suppressed a smile, and obediently followed him.

The two of them were walking on the road in the midsummer evening, hearing the lively crickets in their ears.

Huo Jin lowered his eyes and glanced at the top of his head. There was a hair on the top of his head sticking up in the air, which made people want to press it.

Huo Jin looked away: "It's getting dark, you, a child, don't stay so late in the Internet cafe."

Xia Fanchi immediately said: "I'm not a child, I'm already thirteen!"

Huo Jin: "..."

"Brother," Xia Fanchi said happily, walking backwards, "Are you coming here next summer vacation?"

Huo Jin: "I don't know."

Xia Fanchi: "I want to play with you."

Huo Jin: "No, you have so many friends, just find one to play with."

Xia Fanchi: "You are my friend too."

Huo Jin said, "I can't bear it."

Then send him to a crowded place, "Go home by yourself, don't go to places like Internet cafes, I won't pick you up tomorrow."

As the evening approached the next day, Huo Jin began to feel restless again, thinking of such a remote place, and then thinking about that bad boy, frowned, and went to see if he had come home.

Sure enough, Xia Fanchi was there again.

Huo Jin captured the man and sent him home before the sun went down.

Then the third day, the fourth day...

Because he ran around by himself, Xia Fanchi was a little embarrassed, and promised him that he would never go to the Internet cafe again.

Huo Jin glanced at the head that just reached his shoulder, the hair on the top of his head was still hanging in the air, finally couldn't hold it back, pressed his finger, and said: "Study hard."

Xia Fanchi: "Oh."

Xia Fanchi asked curiously, "Huo Jin, what does your name mean?"

Huo Jin was quiet for a while: "literally, dust."

"Nonsense, it's obviously a little flame," Xia Fanchi was very philosophical at a young age, "Haven't you heard of it? Beauty comes from ashes."

"What a mess." Huo Jin looked at the half-sun that was gradually falling from the sky, and opened his mouth, "The preface doesn't match the postscript."

The boy beside him smiled at him, his pupils were clear and beautiful.

Xia Fanchi spent a carefree and beautiful vacation, playing with his friends every day, and sneaking a look at Huo Jin like an addiction.

He was reading a book quietly, sometimes doing problems and writing long formulas.

A friend took a camera to take pictures everywhere, Xia Fanchi asked him to take a picture for himself.

He stood not far from the big tree, and specially ordered that both himself and the big tree should be clearly illuminated.

The moment the shutter is pressed, it seems that everything of this summer can be left behind.

Xia Fanchi bent his eyes and smiled happily at the camera.There was a tree behind him, and under the tree was a boy with his head bowed.

No one noticed his little thoughts.

At the end of the holiday, Xia Fanchi looked for him with a big watermelon in his arms, and waited for a long time but no one came.

There was a small piece of paper on the stone table, pressed with a smooth stone, the edge was blown up by the wind.

Xia Fanchi took it over and took a look. The handwriting was neat and beautiful, and it read:

[Xiao Ao, let's go, I wish you a happy day]

Xia Fanchi was a little bit reluctant, and sat there alone holding the big watermelon. After a while, he patted the big watermelon.

It's okay, see you next summer!

I won't see you next year, and I won't see you the year after...

Xia Fanchi has made many new friends, and he has started the fuss and restlessness of puberty plus rebellious period.

Other people's restlessness is falling in love, and he is playing truant from school and going online to refuse discipline.

Until one day, Xia Fanchi had a dream about that person, dreaming that they were kissing, holding hands, and falling in love under a tree.

Xia Fanchi woke up immediately from the fright, stiffened, lowered his head, and glanced at the quilt.

The excitement and fear in the dream were very real, as if I had really experienced it.

In this dark night, he thought of those eyes, those hands, and the tip of his nose seemed to smell the dizzying fragrance of green grass...

Something surged uncontrollably, covering the sky and overwhelming him.

Xia Fanchi was extremely ashamed, he didn't dare to see people, he looked into his friend's sincere and clean eyes, and when he thought of himself, he was very ashamed.

He was dizzy for a while, and dreamed of that person for several days in a row. He was so angry that he pasted equations all over his bed, fighting fire with fire.

After that time passed, it got better.

Xia Fanchi looked at the photo secretly, and couldn't help but want to share it with others, so he handed it over as if nothing had happened: "Chengcheng, do you think he's handsome?"

Jia Cheng glanced at it, thinking he was asking about himself in the photo, and exaggerated: "Handsome! We are the most handsome in the world!"

Xia Fanchi: "I mean the one under the tree."

Jia Cheng squinted his eyes to make a distinction, but couldn't see the face clearly, so he asked, "Who is this?"

Xia Fanchi retracted the photo with a guilty conscience: "It's nothing."

Then he said lightly, "If, I said if, if nothing else happens, I should like men."

Jia Cheng's expression changed all of a sudden: "Fuck! How the hell is that possible!"

"real."

Xia Fanchi put away the photos and comforted him with a playful smile: "Don't be afraid, brother will find you a male sister-in-law hahahahaha."

Jia Cheng had a frightened face, almost crying.

"Just kidding," Xia Fanchi raised his eyebrows, "Aren't games fun? How could I not think about falling in love."

At the beginning of the third year of high school, Xia Fanchi didn't do a single word of his summer vacation homework. He directly put the homework in the gazebo in the park, with two bricks pressed on it, and hoped that the staff would sell it as scrap when they cleaned it up.

He said sadly that he had lost his homework, and he lied to everyone with his excellent acting skills.

Then got a call.

"Hello, I found your book." A cold male voice came from the phone.

Xia Fanchi said: "It's okay, you don't need to pay it back, thank you for helping me sell it."

The other side said: "I'm at the gate of your school now, come out and get it."

Xia Fanchi: "..."

Xia Fanchi wanted to see what was going on, so he went out to surf the Internet and eat some skewers.

He was wearing a large school uniform, with his hands in his pockets, walking in the sunshine with high spirits and a bright mood.

A little love song played from the earphones.

He didn't know that they were going to meet again.