round spring

Since that summer, Brother Chun has always been in my dreams, coming and going in my dreams.

——An Yuan's Diary

An Yuan put her legs together tightly, covered her body with her clothes, and shook the hand holding her arm, "Brother, let me go, I, I want to go out for a walk."

"Do you need to go for a walk in such a hurry? Go out for a walk without getting dressed."

An Yuan also felt that his excuse was a bit clumsy, so he changed his mouth again, "No, it's not a walk, I want to go to the toilet, I want to pee, I can't hold it in anymore."

Shen Xingchun soon noticed that An Yuan's face was red unnaturally. After all, he was with An Yuan every day. After such a long time, he knew him very well.

An Yuan has never concealed his emotions, what he thinks in his heart, what he looks like on his face, but any fluctuations in his heart can be seen from his clean eyes.

Now An Yuan's eyes can no longer be said to be ripples, but rather turbulent waves filled with helplessness and embarrassment.

Shen Xingchun moved his gaze down a little bit, looking at An Yuan's clothes that were blocking his trousers, his fingers were still twiddling the clothes.

An Yuan noticed his gaze, put her legs together again, moved her toes, and pressed the clothes in her hand down her waist even harder.

Shen Xingchun looked at the red flowers floating on An Yuan's earlobe, and after realizing what was going on, he got up and sat down. He stretched out his long arms and put his arms around An Yuan's waist. Yuan sat firmly on the edge of the Kang.

"Dreaming?" Shen Xingchun sat cross-legged beside An Yuan, and pulled the mosquito net aside.

An Yuan shook his upper body, moved his buttocks back, and didn't stop until his arm touched Shen Xingchun's.

He lowered his head so as not to meet Shen Xingchun's eyes, but since Shen Xingchun had already spotted it, he had nothing to hide, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm dreaming."

Shen Xingchun saw that An Yuan was sticking to him, with his neck slightly bent, sitting still, but using his feet to hook the clothes at the end of the bed and put them on his body.

"It's okay, it's too normal, there's no need to be embarrassed, it was the same when I was your age." Shen Xingchun tried to comfort him.

"Brother also dreams? Then you, what kind of dream are you dreaming?" An Yuan's voice was low, with a small desire to spy in his heart.

"Uh..." Shen Xingchun raised his head and stared at the beams of the room, and made a long nasal sound, and finally didn't come up with a reason, "Anyway, that's all."

What Shen Xingchun said was vague, but in fact his dream was also vague. If he was asked to say what he did, he really couldn't tell.

He added: "I still have dreams sometimes, it's always like this in adolescence, it means that our Xiaoyuan has grown up, what are you dreaming about?"

An Yuan recalled the feeling of touch in his dream, because the uneasiness that he felt when Shen Xingchun said it just now rolled up again, the pink color on his earlobe spread to the nape of his neck, and he quietly glanced at Shen Xingchun who had been covered in white from the corner of his eye. Skin covered by short sleeves.

He doesn't know what other people's dreams are like. His dreams are very vague, as if someone is there, but he can't feel it. There is only a slight crack on the skin and Adam's apple in the dream, which is very real.

It was like Shen Xingchun usually pinching his face, and the feeling of touching his Adam's apple yesterday, it was the touch on his callused fingers.

Thinking of this, An Yuan immediately looked away.

He couldn't tell Shen Xingchun now, maybe it was because he touched his Adam's apple yesterday and accidentally touched his skin before going to bed that he had such a dream.

Such a statement seems absurd, because of his brother, he had his first erotic dream.

An Yuan sighed silently, and jumped off the edge of the kang, "You won't tell me, and I won't tell you either."

He ran to the closet, found a new pair of underwear, and quickly opened the door and walked out.

Shen Xingchun watched the door opening and closing slightly, and smiled, thinking that An Yuan was still embarrassed.

When he was alone, he felt nothing, but now that he was here with Xiao Yuan'er, Shen Xingchun had a different feeling in his heart. On the one hand, he lamented that the child had grown up.

On the other hand, he himself is actually not very old, but no one in the family can tell An Yuan these things, only him as a brother, so he can only bite the bullet and pretend to be stable and mature.

As for An Yuan, he couldn't be like Yu Yang and others, who could joke about such things unscrupulously, and even discuss with each other.

Xiao Yuan'er he can't, Xiao Yuan'er is different from Yu Yang and the others.

Shen Xingchun looked at the completely quiet door, put on his pants and went out, walked to the sink, and knocked on the closed wooden door with his fingers, "Xiao Yuaner, don't wash yourself with cold water, be careful of catching a cold. "

"understood."

An Yuan had just scooped up a ladle of cold water, and originally wanted to wash it with cold water quickly, but when he heard the knock on the door, his chest trembled again, he was relieved only after making sure that Shen Xingchun would not come in, and finally poured it out of the hot water bottle obediently. Order some hot water.

Shen Xingchun has been waiting outside the door, with his back leaning against the wall, one foot on the other, listening to the movement inside.

After An Yuan washed and put on his clothes, the water washed away the traces of the dream, and the feeling of dry body made him feel as if the dream last night didn't exist anymore.

He found another washing basin, fetched water again, and washed the dirty underwear.

When An Yuan came out with his wrung underwear, he saw Shen Xingchun leaning against the wall and standing at the door, and was terrified, "Brother, what are you doing standing here, you scared me to death."

Shen Xingchun directly took his underwear from his hand and walked out, "Why are you afraid of me?"

"Brother, I'll hang it by myself." An Yuan trotted behind Shen Xingchun to the front yard, tried to take his underwear from Shen Xingchun several times, until Shen Xingchun hung his underwear on the clothesline in the yard .

"It's not like I didn't dry your clothes for you before."

An Yuan corrected him: "That's not clothes, it's my underwear."

"It's all the same, our body structure is the same, don't be embarrassed."

An Yuan looked at Shen Xingchun's carefree expression, and inexplicably sighed again in his heart.

Shen Xingchun cooked two bowls of egg noodles for breakfast, An Yuan ate them in ecstasy, and finally stopped eating after only half a bowl, Shen Xingchun finished his own, then scooped up An Yuan's remaining half bowl of noodles and ate them too.

After eating, Shen Xingchun washed the dishes, An Yuan wiped the table and swept the floor. Over the years, they have formed a tacit understanding, and they will automatically assign themselves to do housework.

When Shen Xingchun came out after washing the dishes, An Yuan had already finished sweeping and was playing darts.

The dart board he played was bought by Shen Xingchun for him during the last Children's Day last year, An Yuan likes to play with this dart very much.

Because Shen Xingchun bought it for him.

Shen Xingchun watched the dart needle in his hand quickly plunge into the dart board on the wall, it was obvious that he was very impatient, and the darts had missed the target a few times.

Shen Xingchun walked over, stood by An Yuan's side, surrounded him from behind, took his finger holding the dart, raised his elbow, and flicked his wrist back a few times. The dart in his hand flew out and landed firmly on the dart board near the center of the red heart.

An Yuan felt Shen Xingchun's warm breath on the back of his neck when he breathed, and recalled last night's dream. He looked at the dart board, began to blame the dart needles in his hand, and threw the remaining dart needles into the dart board. in the box.

"Stop playing, I won't be as good as you no matter how long I practice."

"I have been playing this since I was a few years old. I used to play slingshots when I was not playing darts. How long have you been playing? After a long time, you will be better than me." Shen Xingchun wanted to divert his attention, "Brother Take you somewhere else to play?"

"Where are you going?" An Yuan asked.

Shen Xingchun: "Go to the meadow in the east, there is a stream over there, I'll take you there to fish."

An Yuan: "Brother, is there an old brick factory over there? I heard my new deskmate Geng Bai said that the brick factory is very interesting, and you didn't take me there before."

There is a brick factory in the east of the town. When Anyuan was in sixth grade, the brick factory was still firing bricks. The tall chimneys stood up to the sky, and the gray smoke rose from morning to night. Then the brick factory closed down suddenly, and then deserted.

Shen Xingchun said: "It's not that I didn't take you there before. The brick factory used to be a bit chaotic. There were many workers. There were brick pullers and earthworkers. There were all kinds of people. Moreover, the workers in the brick factory had accidents there before, and later many Parents don’t let their children go there to play.”

In the end, Shen Xingchun, who said that he would not let the children go, still took the children to the waste brick factory. The distance was not too short, and it took five or six kilometers to walk there.

It was noon when we arrived, An Yuan was so hot that he was panting, his nose was covered with sweat, and his little face was flushed from the sun.

All the buildings of the old brick factory have collapsed, and there are broken bricks everywhere, only one chimney is still standing upright.

An Yuan glanced back and forth, but couldn't find any place to play, only a few eight or nine-year-old children were playing hide-and-seek in the caves used to burn bricks in the distance.

"Brother, my tablemate Geng Bai must be talking nonsense."

Shen Xingchun hadn't been here for a long time, there was a small river next to the brick factory, the river was not deep, he used to go swimming in the river in summer, and the brick factory was just passing by, and he didn't come here on purpose.

"The factory building has collapsed, and there is not even a shaded place except the brick-burning cave over there." Shen Xingchun wiped the sweat from his neck, took An Yuan's shoulders and led him around the corner, "Let's go, take You go to the creek and drink some water, go to the shade of the tree to cool off, it's too hot."

Just as the two turned around, Shen Xingchun heard someone calling him not far behind.

"Shen Xingchun, stop."

Shen Xingchun didn't recognize the voice at first, but when he turned around, he saw two men coming out of the cave, one tall and one short.

After getting closer, Shen Xingchun recognized them. Those two were his former junior high school alumni, who were a year older than him. They were expelled from the school before finishing junior high school. classmate.

Back then Shen Xingchun was also blocked by them outside the school gate, but instead of taking advantage of Shen Xingchun, they were expelled instead.

Both men had cigarettes in their mouths and were dressed in brightly colored clothes. At first glance, they looked like street thugs. When they looked at Shen Xingchun, their eyes were filled with contempt and provocation, and even a little excitement, which was definitely not a kind excitement.

"Brother, who is this?" An Yuan asked.

Shen Xingchun brought An Yuan to his side, with his arms still on his shoulders, he didn't intend to talk to those two people, so he turned around and left while pulling An Yuan.

Seeing that Shen Xingchun was about to leave, those two people spit out the cigarette butts in their mouths and ran over. Among them, the tall man grabbed Shen Xingchun's arm.

"Why do you want to leave when you see our brother? Anyway, we used to be alumni, and we haven't seen each other for several years. Let's talk?"

"I have nothing to chat with you." Shen Xingchun shook off the hand on his arm.

The short man next to him stood behind Shen Xingchun, took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, and handed it to him, "A cigarette?"

Before Shen Xingchun could speak, An Yuan opened his hands to block Shen Xingchun, "Go away, my brother doesn't smoke."

The short man looked at An Yuan, and exchanged glances with the tall man. The two smiled maliciously, held the cigarette butt, and handed it to An Yuan: "Your brother doesn't smoke, you smoke?"