Life is bloody eight o'clock

Yuan Ben liked to observe others since he was a child. According to Yuan’s mother’s recollection, when little Yuan Ben could not fully describe an incident, he would often move a small bench and sit under a tree in the courtyard with a group of sisters and aunts. And well-behaved, very popular with women, can always get a variety of snacks.

Yuan Ben’s purpose is not to eat, but to listen to their chats. Every day before and after meal time, the women in the courtyard will gather under the tree, pick vegetables, chat, digest food and gossip. His mother comes home.

Whenever Yuan's father asked something, Yuan's mother would always joke: "Ask your son, there is nothing in this courtyard that he doesn't know."

His hobbies came to an end when he was 180 or [-] years old and his height exceeded [-], and it was no longer easy to pile up with women. Then he discovered that boys gossip are no worse than girls, this is a later story.

Based on this hobby, it has always been a pleasure for Yuan Ben to participate in dinners without talking. He can eat and drink well and observe life on the table to his heart's content, enriching his inner little theater.

But today he couldn't do it, because Xu Douxiao was beside him.

They ate in a new fusion restaurant with the theme of Dunhuang, the dim light like a cave, the bright colors of red and green, in order to sit on the long table for everyone, and the tight dining chairs, Yuan Ben's legs and Xu Douxiao's The ones are next to each other, and you can touch them with a little movement.

Although Yuan Ben is not well-read, he has read enough and miscellaneously. It is said in the book that people, like animals, desire to be touched. This is out of the desire for a sense of security, but no book can tell him , How can I control myself not to touch his ex-boyfriend's thigh, not to take advantage of Bu Cai's opportunity to touch his arm, not to count the number of times his eyelashes flutter by the dim light.

For the first time, Yuan Ben felt that the fallacies in Chicken Soup for the Soul of Love were actually very reasonable. No matter how rational you are, there will always be someone who can break through the strength of the soul.

He was particularly restless after eating this meal, to the point where even Gu Miaomiao was worried.

As soon as the dinner was over, Boss Gu, who had other things to do first, pulled him aside: "Mr. Yuan, it seems that you are absent-minded, are you feeling unwell?"

Yuan Ben was very embarrassed: "Indeed, I do have a headache."

"Then why don't I ask Xin Xin to pick you up?"

"No, then no, just pass the wind, and I'll just go back by myself."

"Lao Yuan and I took two steps together, and it happened that we hadn't seen each other for a long time." After saying goodbye to his partner, Xu Douxiao walked over.

"That's fine, Mr. Yuan. If you feel uncomfortable, please take a leave of absence. Don't rush to work."

"Okay, thank you. You go first."

When Gu Miaomiao got in the car and left, Yuan Ben and Xu Douxiao were left standing on the side of the road.

"Will you tell him too?" Xu Douxiao asked nonchalantly.

Yuan Ben was fascinated by his shadow, but didn't realize it for a while: "What?"

"Will you tell Thomas what happened today?" There was jealousy and grievance in his voice that he didn't realize.

Yuan Ben shook his head: "No."

"Then who will you tell it to?"

"No one will." Yuan Ben sighed, "There is no need for that."

Yuan Ben told Xu Douxiao out of an uncontrollable urge to share, he wished to share every moment of his life, all happiness or unhappiness with him, and wanted their lives to be closely connected. If there are five senses sharing in this world, he would definitely open it up to Xu Douxiao without hesitation.

But this kind of irrational and over-enthusiastic emotion can only happen once in his life. If everyone has an enthusiasm bar, it will take him 20 years to fully store mana. Two clean.

"Why?" Xu Douxiao didn't understand. He always thought that Yuan Ben was a person who was very happy to tell stories. He once got up to wash the dishes and turned his face because he didn't listen to one of his jokes.

"I'm getting older." Yuan Ben shrugged, he couldn't say it's not because of you, I just love talking to you, "Besides, I don't like chatting in the first place."

The silent air turned into a viscous liquid and flowed between them. Xu Douxiao felt that his body was wet and sticky, and he was upset. The two of them walked one after the other on the path full of sycamore trees. Mottled light and shadow, he suddenly found that this is a very familiar road, when he was in college, he used to work nearby.

It was around Christmas, and Xu Douxiao took a job playing the piano in a restaurant. He could earn hundreds of dollars a night, and two months' living expenses in a week.

He still remembered that Yuan Ben picked him up at the restaurant on Christmas night, but the restaurant closed late, so he sat and read a book in a nearby McDonald's, bought a cup of coffee and continued the whole night.

It snowed very well that night, the very small one. When Xu Douxiao came out of the restaurant, he saw Yuan Ben wearing a down jacket and a red cashmere scarf, smiling foolishly. A thin layer of snow fell, his nose was red, and he took out an apple for him, like a silly Santa Claus.

The traffic at Christmas was very bad. They walked back to school because they were young. At that time, it was also the plane tree road, which was crowded with people because it led to the church. Everyone happily crowded forward, and no one noticed. to their holding hands.

Xu Douxiao felt that his heart was empty, his hands were also empty, he clenched his fists and coughed.

"Yuan Ben, you still owe me a Christmas present."

Yuan Ben turned around and looked at him puzzled.

"It's right there." Xu Douxiao pointed to a bench under the sycamore tree, with a big, fat green mailbox standing next to it, "I gave you a set of handmade bookmarks and a box of candies, but you didn't give me Gift."

Yuan Ben narrowed his eyes and looked at the ordinary bench, recalling the past.

The restaurant where Xu Douxiao works is a long way from the school. They don't believe in religion, and they don't have the obsession with going to church to join in the fun. They finally gave up after being squeezed in the crowd for more than half an hour. Ku found an empty chair and decided to sit there and wait for it to clear up before leaving.

This is the second Christmas after the two of them were together. During the first Christmas, they all had dinner together at Wang Xiaoxiao's. No one would think of such a rough guy to give a gift.

This year is different, everyone has their own destinations, and the time is arranged early so that they can live a two-person world. Xu Douxiao started thinking about what to give as a month earlier, and browsed around various forums and post bars Enough, he has read "Giving These Will Make Your Boyfriend Happy", "Top 10 Gifts Boys Want", and "Giving Gifts Are What You Want" over and over again. Yuan Ben buys electronic products that boys like more than anyone else. Soon, the clothes are basically under Wang Xiaoxiao’s control (he doesn’t have the courage and ability to challenge), and he doesn’t have the taste to choose books for liberal arts students (after the Chicken Soup for the Soul book was given away that year, the kind of Yuan Ben who wanted to dislike it and I really don’t want to look at the eyes that I think are cute) After much deliberation, he decided to do it himself.

As for Xu Douxiao's hands-on ability, if the full score is 100 points, he can only get 10 points. When he was 20 years old, he hadn't even ordered a button. A kind of transparent plastic, a convenient model that can be done in one set.

Now for love, he wants to challenge himself.After two weeks of repeated failures, he finally succeeded in making a set of 12 handmade bookmarks, each with a short poem and his stick figure.

Let's just call it a painting.Xu Douxiao thought, they have lines and colors.

In order to make this gift not look too similar to the work of the kindergarten class, he specially matched it with a pack of Yuan Ben's favorite words plum lollipops.

Xu Douxiao took out a gift from the chair, a kraft paper box with a bow tied with thick hemp rope, Yuan Ben was pleasantly surprised and smiled after opening it.

"You are not allowed to laugh at them, you can't imagine how hard they are!" Xu Douxiao buried Lian in the scarf, only showing a pair of eyes to attack him.

"I don't have one." Yuan Ben picked up a bookmark and looked at it carefully. On it was a curved spring water, and there was a small triangle representing a lonely boat. "So you asked me what painter I like a while ago because of this." Ah, I thought you had a sex change, not to mention, these two strokes of yours do have Ni Zan's character."

"Get lost!" Xu Douxiao shoved him, and turned away from looking at him.

"Hey, what I said is true. Is your painting an imitation of him? If I guess wrong, you can punish me casually."

Yuan Ben handed the bookmark under his nose, Xu Douxiao looked at it reluctantly, not to mention, it was indeed.

At the beginning, he asked Yuan Ben about his hobbies in painting in an insinuating manner, just to find relevant elements of painting bookmarks, although he was hit hard after the painting was finished.

He actually saw it!Xu Douxiao is extremely proud, it seems that I still have talent.

What I want to say here is that it's not that Xu Douxiao's talent is extraordinary, nor is it that Yuan Ben's understanding of Ni Zan has reached the point where he can be identified from a curve or a triangle.Instead, Xu classmate obediently copied the inscription and postscript of the painting on the bookmark.

Xu Douxiao: "You are amazing."

"No, no, not as good as you. Thank you, dear. I will cherish it forever."

Yuan Ben said something like plum candy in his mouth, "I can't keep the sugar, so I'll eat it first."

"where's my gift?"

"Huh? Didn't I just give you an apple?"

"Can that be counted?" Xu Douxiao pretended to be angry, "You bought that one casually, and it must be the last one that couldn't be sold by any school girl under the dormitory."

Yuan Ben, who was exposed, scratched his head: "Then what do you think? I don't have time to buy it now."

"Do you want to spend money to buy gifts?"

"Then, how about this, I owe you a wish, which is valid forever, as long as it does not violate the laws of the country, as long as you ask, I will definitely fulfill it."

"It's a word."

Many years later, Xu Douxiao did not use this gift, and Yuan Ben never asked him to make a wish.

Today, he opened the gift.

"What do you wish for?"

"I want you to stay with me all day tomorrow."

"it is good."