round spring

Brother Chun is so gentle even when he refuses, we seem to have not changed, everything is the same, but I know that everything is different...

——An Yuan's Diary

There was only one thought in An Yuan's mind, he kissed Brother Chun, he confessed to Brother Chun, Brother Chun didn't sleep, Brother Chun knew, Brother Chun knew that he liked him.

An Yuan felt that the strength in his body was emptied in an instant, and the edge of the Kang under his arm was like a fire, which was about to burn him.

He straightened up abruptly, shook off the towel in his hand and took two steps back, but he didn't pay attention to what was behind him, his heel knocked down the chair with the hot water cup.

When the chair fell to the ground, it hit Anyuan's ankle. Anyuan couldn't avoid the pain, and the two cups of hot water on the stool spilled on his calf. Although there was a layer of pants, Anyuan still trembled in pain. He shivered, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead, but he bit his lip tightly and didn't say a word.

Hearing the sound of the chair falling, Shen Xingchun couldn't lie down anymore, turned over and jumped off the kang, just in time to see hot water splashing on An Yuan's calf, watching An Yuan bit his lower lip, his eyes were already red It was transparent, but she still pursed her lips tightly and looked at him without blinking.

Shen Xingchun kicked away the stool next to An Yuan's feet, squatted down and lifted his trouser legs to take a look. The outside of An Yuan's calf had been scalded red by hot water. The door ran to the pool in the yard, put An Yuan's scalded left leg in the pool, turned on the faucet and ran over his leg, squatted down to take off An Yuan's shoes, and rolled up his trousers.

"Does it hurt?"

"Why are you so careless?"

"Why isn't the hot water on the desk, but on the stool..."

"I didn't make a sound when I was burned."

An Yuan raised her head, barely suppressed the heat in her eyes, held back the tears welling up, sucked her nose hard, and looked down at Shen Xingchun again.

Shen Xingchun squatted on the ground with bare feet, the water coming out of the pool wet his trousers, water droplets covered his bare insteps, his toes were bent, digging the ground.

An Yuan gave Shen Xingchun a push, "Brother, you go back and put on your shoes, I'll do it myself."

Shen Xingchun was pushed by An Yuan, and sat down on the ground.

An Yuan turned around and wanted to help Shen Xingchun, Shen Xingchun saw An Yuan took his leg out of the sink, sat on the ground and held An Yuan's ankle, and pressed his leg under the faucet again.

"Don't move around, you have to keep charging, just keep charging for a while, luckily it's not boiling hot water, otherwise it will leave scars, it won't look good..."

"Brother, I'm not moving. Get up, go back and change into a pair of pants and put on some shoes. It's cold on the ground."

Shen Xingchun still didn't move, his brain had been dizzy and swollen after drinking alcohol, and now it was spinning, the sound of rushing water in his ears was also amplified, mixing with his beating heart in his chest, there was no peace.

In the second half of the night, the wind became stronger. The two poplar trees in the yard were rustled by the wind, and a few leaves were blown off. The weak light in the room shone through the glass windows on the side of the pool in the yard, hitting Shen Xingchun bent on the back.

Shen Xingchun rubbed his face vigorously, staggered two steps and stood up from the ground with his arms propped up. He didn't go back to the room, but stood beside An Yuan and watched him punch his legs.

After flushing under the cold water for a while, Anyuan felt that the burning pain in her leg was no longer so obvious, but felt that the water was very cold, and it was a bit ice-cold to the bone after flushing for a long time.

Ten minutes seemed extremely long, and neither of them spoke.

After An Yuan washed his legs and entered the room, Shen Xingchun took out the scald medicine and wiped it on him. He didn't go out to wash until An Yuan lay down. After washing, he washed his clothes and brushed An Yuan's shoes. He endured it for a long time Just entered the house.

Shen Xingchun thought that An Yuan had already fallen asleep, but as soon as he entered the room, he saw An Yuan sitting in a corner with his knees curled up in a ball, under the cuffs of his thin and wide pajamas, his wrists were very thin.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, An Yuan moved his fingers holding his knees, and raised his head to look at Shen Xingchun.

"Why haven't you slept yet?" Shen Xingchun asked.

"Can't sleep." An Yuan said.

Shen Xingchun lay down on the kang, pulled the light cord and patted the pillow next to him, "Xiao Yuan'er, come here, come to sleep, it's almost three o'clock, rest tomorrow morning, we will go home in the afternoon."

An Yuan's eyes turned from bright to dark. He didn't go to sleep. When he spoke, his voice was very low and trembling clearly: "Brother, did you hear me just now? Did you not fall asleep just now?"

Shen Xingchun opened his eyes, turned over to face An Yuan's direction, and answered after a while: "I heard it."

An Yuan's eyes were hot again, and tears rolled down uncontrollably, slid over his cheeks and chin, and fell on the back of his hands and knees, "Then why are you pretending to be asleep? Did you already know that, did you do it on purpose? ? Deliberately testing me, right?"

An Yuan didn't want to cry, but he couldn't help it, the louder he cried, the knees of his pajama pants were wet.

Except for the year when An Guoqing had an accident, Shen Xingchun had never seen An Yuan cry again. Now hearing his cry, his heart skipped a beat, he got up and moved to An Yuan's side, and raised his hand to wipe An Yuan's tears.

"Stop crying. I didn't pretend to be asleep. I had a headache after drinking alcohol at night. I did fall asleep on the way. I woke up when I came back, but I couldn't open my eyes. I didn't want to pretend to be asleep, and I didn't want to test you."

"Brother, do you think I'm a pervert, do you think I'm crazy, do you think I'm disgusting."

Shen Xingchun pinched the back of An Yuan's neck lightly with his fingers, he didn't know that An Yuan thought of him so much in his heart, he wrapped his arms around his neck and let him lean on his shoulder.

"Xiao Yuan'er, don't think of yourself that way. You are not a pervert, you are not crazy, and you are not disgusting. Our Xiao Yuan'er is very obedient, very good, very good, whether you like girls or boys... ..."

It was fine if Shen Xingchun didn't coax An Yuan, but when he coaxed An Yuan, she cried even harder, lying on Shen Xingchun's shoulder and sobbing non-stop.

"Brother, you will be in your third year of high school soon. You have to take the exam well. I didn't mean to say it. I didn't want you to know it now. I didn't do it on purpose today, brother, I didn't do it on purpose..."

Shen Xingchun patted An Yuan's shoulder and said in a low voice, "Stop crying, Xiao Yuan'er is still young, and it will be a long time in the future. You will go to big cities, Beijing, Shanghai, or abroad to see There is a bigger world outside, you are only 14 years old now, in the future..."

Shen Xingchun only spoke half of what he said, An Yuan's chest twitched, and he asked, "What's the time in the future?"

"In the future, Xiao Yuan'er will not only be her father, not only her grandparents, nor only Brother Chun..."

Shen Xingchun didn't wake up until noon the next day, and found that An Yuan was not lying on the bed. After a hangover, he had a severe headache, his throat seemed to be split open, and he also felt nauseated. But when he found that An Yuan was not there, a Ji Ling woke up completely.

The quilt that An Yuan slept on was neatly folded, and there was a note on the desk. Shen Xingchun picked up the note and looked at it. It was written by An Yuan, saying that he went to the prison to visit An Guoqing and would come back in the afternoon.

In the meeting room of the prison, An Guoqing was very happy to see his son, and looked behind him, but he didn't see Shen Xingchun who came with An Yuan every time, he was a little puzzled.

"Xiaoyuaner, isn't Dachun with you this time?"

"It was his birthday last night. He drank too much. He is probably still asleep, so I didn't call him."

"Birthday?" An Guoqing counted the time, "It's the [-]th day of the Spring Festival, so fast, our Xiaoyuan has grown up a lot, and looks taller again."

"Is it high?" An Yuan stood up and showed An Guoqing a look, "I don't think there is any change."

"It's high," An Guoqing looked at An Yuan, although he was always smiling, he still found that An Yuan was different this time, and asked, "What's wrong with Xiao Yuan? Did something happen to you? Tell Dad?"

An Yuan sat down again, and denied, "Father, I'm fine. I just had dinner with Brother Chun and the others last night, and I didn't sleep until midnight. I didn't sleep well and I was a little sleepy."

An Guoqing didn't think much about it, turned the conversation around, and asked tentatively, "Xiaoyuaner, has anyone visited grandma's house to look for you recently?"

An Yuan shook her head, "No one has come to see me recently, so who will come to me, Dad?"

An Guoqing thought for a while and said, "No one, just a relative."

"What relatives do we have?"

"A relative from a long time ago suddenly lost contact after going to Guangdong more than ten years ago. Some time ago, he may have known that I was in prison and sent me a letter to ask about your situation."

"Since it's a relative I haven't contacted for many years, it's probably just asking me politely in the letter, and probably won't come to me."

An Guoqing didn't continue this topic, and talked to An Yuan about something else.

Half an hour later, when An Yuan came out of the prison gate, he saw Shen Xingchun standing under the white birch tree by the side of the road. Shen Xingchun was leaning against the white tree trunk, with his head down and his arms folded, kicking the small stones on the side of the road with his toes. .

"Brother." An Yuan yelled, and ran towards Shen Xingchun, but he didn't stick it up as usual, nor did he go to hold his hand, and stood a little distance away from Shen Xingchun, "Why are you here, why don't you sleep more when?"

Shen Xingchun kicked away a small stone with his toe, and then kicked An Yuan's toe, "I just brushed it last night, you can wear it when it's dry."

"It's done." An Yuan raised his foot to show Shen Xingchun, "Last night it was windy, and it dried up overnight."

Shen Xingchun squatted down, lifted An Yuan's trousers and looked at them. An Yuan's left leg was still a little red from being burned last night, but it was better. Shen Xingchun put down his trousers, stood up and asked, "Have you seen Uncle An?" ? Is he okay?"

"I've seen it. My dad is in good shape. He also said that I have grown taller."

"It's taller, grown up." Shen Xingchun raised his hand to touch the top of An Yuan's head, "Why didn't you ask me to come with you when you came to visit?"

An Yuan moved her neck, dodging Shen Xingchun's hand, "I know the way myself, I saw you were awake, so I came by myself."

Shen Xingchun felt his palm was empty, and between his fingers was the soft touch of An Yuan's hair. After a while, Shen Xingchun twirled his fingers in mid-air, withdrew his hand and put it into his trouser pocket, and said, "It's not safe to come here by yourself. It's too remote, come and ask me to be with you next time."

An Yuan swallowed, her throat was choked with pain, she nodded and said, "Got it, I'll ask you to come with me next time."

"Well, after I go to college, you ask someone to come with you, call your grandparents, you are at the same table as Geng Bai, or other friends, make more friends when you are in school."

An Yuan raised her head, raised her chin to face Shen Xingchun, smiled and said, "Listen, you still have a year to go, don't you start urging me to make new friends now?"

Shen Xingchun and An Yuan exchanged glances, then quickly looked away and looked around. In the birch forest on the side of the road, the original emerald green in summer turned into an endless, thick golden yellow, swaying in the westerly wind .

He raised his leg and took a step forward, "Let's go home."