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Sleepiness during the day and insomnia at night, this is Yu Qiuliang's current life situation, a habit he has changed for a long time but has not really been reversed.The effect of Yu Xiasheng's forced correction was not very good. Every time he went to bed early and woke up early, Yu Qiuliang couldn't hold on for a while. He still preferred to sleep in class, and then at night, he tossed and turned on his own, unable to sleep all night.

He is used to this kind of life. Modern people don't do anything except "slow suicide" every day.Isn't it just right that the anger that has been received during the day and the anger that cannot be vented will be poured out at night?What contrasts with the night is the despondency, without light, no one can see this appearance except himself.

Xie Jiangyue's letter was finally burned. It was annihilated in the brazier, and the fire burned until there was no trace left.Yu Qiuliang looked at the flames, stretched out his hand out of nowhere, wanting to see if it could engulf him, but when his palm was close to the flames, he stopped abruptly, his hand just hanging in the air, not knowing what to do Advance and retreat, how to choose.

what are you doing?

Yu Qiuliang withdrew his hand abruptly, looking at the flames in the pot in disbelief.The letter turned to ashes, and the scent lingered in his nostrils for a long time, like a big dream like light smoke around the beam. After the fire was extinguished, only a handful of ashes were left to show its reality.Fresh air came in from the wide-open kitchen window, diluting the smell of smoke and fragrance, thanks to the sudden wind, it gave people a bit of sobriety.

Sure enough, people can only think when they are awake, and only being awake is the only panacea that can save lives.He would rather be a sober person than live a lifetime in illusion. He hates moths not because of their ugly appearance, but he just hates the madness of jumping on them desperately when they see a trace of warmth.

A drunkard, like a moth, likes to kill himself, but he can't, he won't.

It must be because it was too cold that he wanted to reach out to warm himself by the fire. It was not his fault. If he really wanted to blame it, he would blame the fire for being too hot and too hot.Yu Qiuliang smiled very shortly, picked up a half-cut chopstick casually, and fiddled with the ashes.He didn't dare to tear or cut up the letter. The world is full of people who are idle and like to play jigsaw puzzles. He can't take responsibility for something bad.

Shredders are even more unreliable, because as far as Yu Qiuliang knows, the only place with shredders is Yu Xiasheng's office.About Xie Jiangyue, Yu Qiuliang kept it from Yu Xiasheng. He didn't want the old ghost to recognize this girl, although he himself didn't know why this thought came about.

There seems to be a huge mystery hidden in the girl, as long as Yu Qiuliang sees her, he will feel the mystery in her.This mysterious energy is different from Yu Xiasheng's and Gu Jia's. The most important thing is that Xie Jiangyue is not a ghost, and Yu Qiuliang is absolutely sure that she is a living person.

She is like the white cat raised by Chi Yu, who looks very beautiful, but actually hides her paws at ordinary times. Yu Qiuliang always feels that this person cannot be trusted, maybe when someone else gives her sincerity, she will reach out With sharp claws, smash the opponent's skull.Yu Qiuliang is unwilling to seek death, he is not happy to do unsafe things, and dealing with Xie Jiangyue is the unsafe among unsafe.

When there is no distinction between the enemy and the enemy, some choose to be cautious, while others choose to attack indiscriminately. Yu Qiuliang belongs to the latter.He became suspicious, so it was impossible for him to have much contact with Xie Jiangyue in his life.She is about to graduate soon, no matter what kind of thoughts Xie Jiangyue has, she should stop for a while.When they graduate and leave this school, they will no longer have the opportunity to communicate with each other, and neither legitimate nor improper relationships will be able to develop at that time.

Yu Qiuliang was squatting in the kitchen and burning paper secretly. His house was full of solid wood furniture and various fabrics. If a spark touched it, it would burn instantly. He didn't want to commit suicide after Yu Xiasheng risked his life to protect him. Road, to provide Du Xiaoyuan and others with handles.Juvenile arsonist, this term is scary no matter how you think about it, Yu Qiuliang doesn't want to be the source of terror, he firmly believes that he is a kind, lovely and gentle child.

Similar to Gu Jia, Yu Qiuliang's self-cognition also has a big deviation.He said that he was cute and gentle, just as ridiculous as Gu Jia's evaluation of himself as gentle and bright, but the two of them didn't realize it, and were even complacent, thinking that this judgment was very in line with their own characteristics.

Maybe, it does fit, but the only thing that fits is the same narcissism.

I hid in the kitchen and lit the fire, and opened the windows to ventilate. I really couldn't smell the smoke outside, but the fire was still dazzling.Yu Xiasheng was lying in the room playing with his mobile phone, thinking about which watch he would covet and which fried chicken, he got hungry just looking at it, and wanted to go to the kitchen to look for food, but he saw the flames vaguely through the frosted glass door Well, Yu Qiuliang, a brat, dares to play with fire at home.

"Come out, come out!" Yu Xiasheng immediately ignored the hunger, opened the kitchen door with a bang, and stared at Yu Qiuliang fiercely, "Are you brave? Are you playing with fire at home?"

A figure suddenly appeared on the ground in front of him, which startled Yu Qiuliang a lot, and he immediately realized that it was that bastard Yu Xiasheng who was unwilling to be lonely and came to him to find trouble for him.Not to mention whether the burning of the fire has much to do with Yu Xiasheng, he didn't light the furniture and he didn't burn the curtains, why should Yu Xiasheng blame him?

So he retorted viciously: "What's the matter, what's wrong with me playing with fire, did it burn you? I'll just play, don't you care about me?"

It's unreasonable, and it can be sloppy!Yu Xiasheng's face was almost pale with anger, but Yu Qiuliang chose to add another sentence at this time: "Don't tell me that playing with fire will wet the bed. You didn't wet the bed when you were young because you played with fire."

He got into trouble with the bed-wetting incident when he was a child tonight, Song Ci ran the same thing, and Yu Xiasheng still said the same.Although Yu Xiasheng was completely unaware of the small fight between him and Song Ciran, but at least Yu Xiasheng understood when he spoke in a strange way.The old ghost grabbed Yu Qiuliang by the collar and lifted him up, like a big cat catching a mouse, and carried him back to the house.

The iron basin for the fire was still left untouched in the kitchen, Yu Qiuliang was afraid that the wind would blow in through the window, and the ashes would be scattered all over the kitchen, so he hurriedly freed Yu Xia's hands like iron tongs, and crawled back to the ground. kitchen.He doesn't care much about cleaning, he's just too lazy to do it. After all, Yu Xiasheng isn't at home very often when the weather gets warmer. Even if he is at home, he basically lies in the bedroom. Do not stick to Yangchun water.

Their family always eats ready-made meals, because they don't need to wash the pot, wash the dishes, or rinse the chopsticks.The easiest and quickest way to judge whether a family is hardworking or lazy and careless about daily life is to look at what they eat every day.Most of the guys who eat instant noodles and eat takeaways every day have no life style at all. They may be too lazy to cook, or they may be too busy to cook. The situation in Yu Qiuliang's house is even more serious. Not only are they lazy, but they are also really busy. , one big and one small are not at home all day long.

However, there is no necessary connection between not caring about eating and not caring about cleaning the house.When Yu Qiuliang thought of the picture of the paper dust covering the entire kitchen, the hairs on his body stood on end, he just avoided Yu Xiasheng, picked up the iron basin and ran into the corridor.He bent down to put down the iron basin, but he didn't feel right. They were not the only ones living on the second floor. What if people came and went and kicked the iron basin down?

After thinking about it, it was better to go downstairs first and dump the paper ashes.Yu Qiuliang didn't even think about it, he picked up the brazier and rushed outside, he was thinking of throwing away the garbage, but his behavior fell into Yu Xiasheng's eyes, as if he became angry after being reprimanded and ran away with the basin openly.

Even if he ran away from home, it was impossible for Yu Qiuliang to bring a big iron basin. He ran away from home, not to beg for food.Yu Xiasheng thought him too ridiculous, but fortunately he couldn't hear Yu Xiasheng's inner thoughts, otherwise the paper ash at the bottom of the basin would not meet the trash can, and would splash on Yu Xiasheng's lapel.

Yu Qiuliang was dressed thinly, relying on the warming up in March, he automatically ignored the wind blowing outside the building with idealistic thoughts, and he had no right to feel the cold at night.Yu Xiasheng couldn't help shivering when he saw that he was going out in only a pair of shorts.what weather is thisCan I still wear shorts today?If you freeze your legs, you should regret it when you get old.

In a daze, Yu Qiuliang had already returned with an iron basin, and the wind was blowing a little stronger downstairs, Yu Xiasheng noticed that his legs were swinging.

People with a bad temper tend not to have good words to say. Yu Xiasheng's temper was not bad at first, but tonight his head suddenly became muddy, and even his mouth was muddy. When he opened his mouth, he just said, "It's freezing? It should be. "

Should?

As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Qiuliang's eyes slanted over. Yu Xiasheng thought he would be angry, but after a while, he smiled softly and said, "Well said."

Well said.

Well said...

Well said? !

Yu Xiasheng seemed to have been struck by lightning, and stood stiffly in place, the remaining pair of eyeballs were still able to move, they chased Yu Qiuliang's back all the way to the balcony.Yu Qiuliang still had ashes on his hands, so he was not in a hurry to collect the iron basin. The cleanliness of his paws was more important than the cleanliness of the iron basin.

Abnormal good temper, must be angry.Yu Xiasheng thought of his behavior of lighting the fire, and of his inexplicable fiddle with the calendar at home at noon, and finally realized something was wrong.It's all gone to this point, if you don't feel something is wrong, then you are a fool.But seeing Yu Qiuliang's normal expression, he was confused again, and he didn't know how to comfort him to appear normal.

In fact, the child didn't need to be comforted. After less than 5 minutes, Yu Xiasheng heard him humming a song on the balcony.Yu Qiuliang's singing was a bit out of tune. Yu Xiasheng couldn't make out what he was humming after listening to it for a long time. It vaguely sounded like the national anthem, but when he listened carefully, it was similar to the background music played during their school run.

Forget it, no matter what he is whining about, if he needs comfort, he can comfort him right now, there is no need to comfort him.Yu Xiasheng closed the door, and suddenly couldn't remember what he wanted to do when he left the bedroom in the first place, so he went back to the room scratching his chin.

When he walked into the bedroom, the singing on the balcony stopped without words or sentences. Yu Qiuliang turned his face and looked at the empty living room and the empty dining room, and whistled softly.The whistle covered up something, Yu Qiuliang casually raised his arms, wiped off the ashes on his cheeks, and walked slowly to the bathroom to soak his hands.He stared at the gradually blackened water, which was as black as ink.

Yue felt that he was blown by the wind, and he was not in a good mood. Yu Qiuliang had a nightmare that night.The heavy darkness pressed down on him, there was no one around him, and everything he could see was as black as ink.His dreams are all black, and there is nothing left except darkness, just like his life, so simple and clear.

The body fell sharply, and Yu Qiuliang woke up suddenly, his chest hurt like a pinprick, and his back was wet with cold sweat.Surrounded by a night similar to the one in the dream, he stretched out his hand to grope, but fortunately Yu Xiasheng was asleep beside him, and seeing the light of the street lamp outside through the thin curtains, he was relieved.

What he saw and what he experienced in the dream, he lost his mind and couldn't remember all of it. Only his heart still remembered the fear of falling suddenly at the end of the dream. He thought it was the result of his excessive pressure.

There was a strange sound of blowing in his ears, Yu Qiuliang turned his head in horror, and found that Yu Xiasheng had woken up at some point, his eyes were shining on him like stars in the night, making him panic and frail without any escape shape.Yu Qiuliang seemed to be scalded by the fire, subconsciously let go of the hand holding Yu Xiasheng, and Yu Xiasheng grabbed him in turn, and asked in a low voice: "Dream again?"

again?

Does he also know that other people often fail to dream?

Yu Qiuliang didn't answer, and the palms of his hands were slightly sweaty, and they were all wet.He thought it must be because the spring was too hot, he was usually not nervous, and his palms would not sweat when he was nervous.I don't know if it's Yu Xiasheng's hands that are strangely hot, or his own, but it's just strangely hot.

This weird heat was both familiar and strange, it made him shiver a little, and he couldn't help but want to get close to the source of the heat.However, at this time Yu Xiasheng suddenly let go of his hand, grabbed the quilt and wrapped him up, the heat dissipated immediately, suddenly it was like another dream.

"Have a nightmare, are you afraid?" Yu Xiasheng's words tonight were full of questions, but at least they were human words.

"En." Yu Qiuliang lazily replied, wrapped in the quilt and squirmed towards him. A moment later, an arm stretched out from under the quilt, and pressed on Yu Xiasheng's body.

Yu Xiasheng was about to sit up when he was suddenly pushed back on the bed, not knowing what to say, so he rubbed his head.When that hand fell on top of his head, Yu Qiuliang suddenly thought of a question, if Yu Xiasheng lived with him in the first place to monitor his actions, then what is it that they live together now?

Just try it out.

"My mother said she wanted to see you." So he opened his mouth to make nonsense, and just dropped this sentence when he came up.

Yu Xiasheng let out a dry "ah", which sounded a bit embarrassed: "This is too..."

too what?Yu Qiuliang waited for him to continue, but he didn't say the rest until the end.

Oh, a saw mouth gourd.

Yu Qiuliang squinted against him for a while, then someone pushed his arm suddenly, and Yu Xiasheng whispered to him, "Let me get up, my..."

that?Which is that?Yu Qiuliang frowned and didn't move his mind. When he finished speaking, he didn't finish the sentence, but still left half of it, hiding it in his stomach.

"..."

Forget it, don't argue with him.Yu Qiuliang moved, moved his arms away, pretended to close his eyes, but secretly opened a small slit, wanting to see what the old ghost was going to do.

As soon as his arm was removed, Yu Xiasheng sat up abruptly, first stayed on the edge of the bed with his back stiff for a while, and then walked out of the bedroom door with his hands and feet.The bedroom door was not closed tightly, it was half opened, and Yu Qiuliang saw the light in the bathroom.

What the hell, if you want to get up at night, just say it directly, this and that, making others think that he is going to do something big.Yu Qiuliang secretly complained very happily, but when he found a strange rustling sound coming from the bathroom, his previous happiness turned into shock.

He thought that Yu Xiasheng was pure-hearted and ascetic, but he didn't expect this guy to...

The colorful fireworks exploded vigorously in front of Qiu Liang's eyes, and also exploded in his mind at the same time. He was dizzy, and he didn't know what day or night it was.Is the old ghost also dreaming?Yes, it must be like this, otherwise how could it be possible to wake up suddenly in the middle of the night!Yu Qiuliang almost wanted to applaud himself, he was really smart.

I don't remember how long he was dizzy, but Yu Xiasheng finally came back. When he opened the door and entered, Yu Qiuliang was staring at the darkness blankly, still hugging the pillow tightly in his arms.Seeing him like this, Yu Xiasheng just pretended that he hadn't recovered from the nightmare, so he sat on the edge of the bed and coaxed him like an old mother: "Is it still uncomfortable? Go get you two pieces of candy?"

It's a good thing he can figure out how to eat candy at night.Straight men's comfort methods are the same, but such a weird one is one in a million.Yu Qiuliang gave a low "hmm" and patted his thigh: "Come here."

Yu Xiasheng didn't doubt that he was there, and hurriedly approached him, but Yu Qiuliang suddenly pressed his shoulder and pecked his mouth.There was a loud bang, and the tall building rose to the ground, and was instantly razed to the ground by the earth-shattering explosion. Yu Xiasheng's eyes were straightened, and the place where he was kissed was numb and itchy, not to mention how it felt.

After Yu Qiuliang finished his sin, he lay back down happily, and said: "It won't be hard to kiss." His tone was childish, like a three-year-old child.

"Then you'll be more...uh...um." Yu Xiasheng bit his tongue in the middle of speaking, and hurriedly jumped up from the bed, "Go to sleep first! I'll go, go again—"

Before the words fell, the man slipped away again.

The fear brought about by the nightmare could no longer affect Yu Qiuliang. He touched the quilt that was crushed by Yu Xiasheng, and felt that this person might reach out to hold him in the dark.