round spring

Whether it is snow falling or withering, the time that has passed cannot be traced back, and there is no need to trace back, because I have waited for a response.

——An Yuan's Diary

(one more)

On the morning of the New Year's Eve, An Yuan was woken up by the sound of firecrackers. It was not yet dawn, and the sound of firecrackers outside was crackling.

There was a strong wind outside the window, and the glass windows were rattling.

As soon as An Yuan opened his eyes, he saw that Shen Xingchun had woken up and was looking at him, as if he had been awake for a long time, and also looked at him for a long time, his eyes were straight.

An Yuan blinked, and heard Shen Xingchun say: "It's 21, Xiao Yuaner, happy birthday and happy new year."

An Yuan woke up late today and found that he was still in Shen Xingchun's bed, this time he was not in a hurry to get out, and just lay there.

The two people in the bed were very close to each other, An Yuan's calf was still pressed against Shen Xingchun's thigh, and when he wanted to retract it, he accidentally lifted it up.

The pajamas were not thick, and the reaction in the morning couldn't be stopped, An Yuan didn't think so much, Shen Xingchun didn't expect An Yuan to lift her leg.

Both of them were taken aback, Shen Xingchun silently turned over, with his back to An Yuan.

An Yuan didn't speak, Shen Xingchun coughed and said, "It's like this in the morning."

An Yuan hummed, and said to the back of Shen Xingchun's neck, "Brother Chun, Happy New Year."

Shen Xingchun said "Happy New Year" to An Yuan again.

The room was not bright, but still a little dark. An Yuan looked at the back of Shen Xingchun's head and asked, "Brother Chun, why did you ask me to come back this year?"

Shen Xingchun was silent for a while, and said: "Grandma misses you, always wants you to come back for the New Year, and tells me every year."

"Is it because of this? Grandma also tells me every year," An Yuan asked again, "I'm asking you, Brother Chun, why do you want me to come back?"

Shen Xingchun heard footsteps outside the door and Shen Qiu's voice, he thought for a while and said, "The night before you left..."

Shen Xingchun only spoke half of what he said before Shen Qiu knocked on the door.

The conversation between the two was cut off halfway through.

An Yuan got up and opened the door and gave Shen Qiu a red envelope, and then took out three red envelopes to grandparents, and Shen Xingchun.

Shen Xingchun also took out four red envelopes, and said with a smile, "Giving each other?"

"Brother Chun, Happy New Year," An Yuan gave him the red envelope for Shen Xingchun, "New Year's Eve, be safe."

Shen Xingchun also gave him the red envelope for Anyuan, "It's another year, safe and sound, happy and happy."

Shen Qiu received several red envelopes in a row, and was overjoyed. Including the gifts from his grandparents, there were five in total, and they were all piled up and pressed under his little pillow.

After eating dumplings in the morning, Shen Xingchun found a long string of firecrackers and hung them on the top of the bamboo pole, and then stuck the tail of the bamboo pole on the high snowdrift.

When he took out the lighter from his pocket and was about to light it, An Yuan stood behind holding Shen Qiu, and shouted at him behind him: "Brother Chun, be careful."

Shen Xingchun said "It's okay", and after lighting the firecrackers, he ran back to An Yuan and stood beside him.

When the firecrackers rang, An Yuan covered Shen Qiu's ears, and Shen Xingchun stood beside An Yuan, and also raised his hands to cover An Yuan's ears.

A hanging of firecrackers was soon finished, and a large piece of red paper was scattered in the yard. The pungent smell of burnt firecrackers was in the air, which was not unpleasant.

Shen Xingchun loosened his hands covering An Yuan's ears, and just about to put the lighter in his pocket into his pocket, a pack of cigarettes accidentally fell out of his pocket.

An Yuan stared at the cigarette that fell on the ground, and grabbed Shen Xingchun's arm, "Brother Chun, when did you start smoking?"

Shen Xingchun picked up the cigarette case from the ground, put it in his pocket again, and said casually, "I don't smoke much, I smoke one occasionally."

"Didn't you not smoke before? You also said that the smell of cigarettes on your body was stained by grandpa's smoking."

"Just, once in a while." Shen Xingchun put his hands in his clothes pockets, pinched the cigarette case inside with his fingers, rubbed the smooth outer shell of the cigarette case with his fingertips, and said, "I really don't smoke often."

Shen Qiu turned around and yelled to complain to grandma, "Brother Chun smokes."

Shen Xingchun smiled and grabbed Shen Qiu's collar, "Xiao Qiu, are you going to sue now?"

"Grandma said about my dad and grandpa before, smoking is not good. I want to complain to grandma about your smoking." After Shen Qiu finished speaking, she even made a face at Shen Xingchun.

"Xiaoqiu don't file a complaint." Shen Xingchun knelt down and put his arms around Shen Qiu and said, "You don't file a complaint. Brother Chun will take you to set off fireworks at night."

"really?"

Children are so easy to coax, before grandpa and grandma said she was too young to set off fireworks by herself, but now Brother Chun said yes, why would she want to sue her, so she turned around and went to play happily.

An Yuan kept looking at Shen Xingchun, and when he stood up, he lowered his head and sniffed Shen Xingchun's clothes again, this time there was no smell of smoke.

Shen Xingchun straightened his collar and said: "This dress is new, no smoking, no smell of cigarettes, no smoking at home, Xiao Qiu is here."

"Brother Chun, who taught you to smoke?" An Yuan asked.

"You don't need to be taught to smoke."

An Yuan put his hand directly into Shen Xingchun's pocket and touched it. The cigarette case was still in Shen Xingchun's hand, and he never let go.

An Yuan fumbled in his pocket, and rubbed her fingers on the back of Shen Xingchun's hand.

Shen Xingchun still didn't let go, An Yuan's fingers followed the edge of the cigarette case, directly inserted into Shen Xingchun's palm, and scraped his palm with his fingertips.

Shen Xingchun was scratched by An Yuan, his fingers trembled, but instead of letting go, he clenched a little more, and directly grabbed An Yuan's fingers.

"Brother Chun, I want to smoke too." An Yuan shook his hand in Shen Xingchun's pocket and said.

Shen Xingchun originally wanted to let go, but upon hearing this, he tightened his grip, "Smoking is not good, the smell of smoke is not good, it is hot and choking."

An Yuan didn't let go of the cigarette case, and then scratched Shen Xingchun's palm with his fingers, "It's hot and choking, so why are you still smoking?"

Shen Xingchun pulled his hand out of his pocket, let go of the cigarette case, and also let go of Anyuan's fingers.

An Yuan took the cigarette case, put it in his pocket, turned his head, opened the curtain and entered the room, and said as he walked, "The cigarettes are confiscated, and I won't smoke in the future. It's hot and choking."

After the curtain fell and blocked the door, Shen Xingchun stood outside the door for a while, and heard the voice of An Yuan chatting and laughing with Shen Qiu inside, rubbed his face, took a deep breath, spread his palms and put them in front of his eyes. .

There is still a little smell of smoke in the palm of my hand, and there is also the smell of Anyuan.

If you don't let me smoke, I won't smoke anymore, Shen Xingchun said in his heart.

Shen Xingchun went to Lin Hao's house after lunch, he had to go to the town to pick up a birthday cake.

All the shops were closed on New Year's Eve, and the cake shop was no exception. Shen Xingchun asked someone to order a special cake on the day An Yuan came back. A relative of a high school classmate of his used to make cakes and promised to give it to him on New Year's Eve. Make one, but he'll have to fetch it himself.

Lin Hao took him there by car. There were almost no people going out on the road, and the road was not blocked by heavy snow, but it was still night when he hurried back.

Shen Qiu said that he was going to set off fireworks, so he fell asleep after dinner. After dinner, there were only An Yuan and Shen Xingchun in the yard, and each of them held several fairy sticks in their hands.

Small, clusters of fireworks scattered, and the yard was always buzzing.

Shen Xingchun asked An Yuan what birthday wish he made when he blew out the birthday candles.

An Yuan smiled at Shen Xingchun through the fireworks, and only said, "Brother Chun, this spread is so beautiful."

"It's beautiful." An Yuan's hand was almost gone, so Shen Xingchun ordered a few more and handed them to An Yuan.

On the morning of the second day of junior high school, Lin Hao called Shen Xingchun and An Yuan away and asked them to help prepare for the wedding.

There are only four days left for the wedding, and all the relatives in Lin Hao's family have been dispatched. Although most of the things have been prepared, Lin Hao, who is about to get married, is so nervous that he can't speak clearly every day, trying on the groom's dress When he couldn't fasten the buttons, it was Shen Xingchun who helped him.

"Look at your prospects, will you have to pee on the day of your wedding?" Shen Xingchun teased Lin Hao.

Lin Hao blushed, and he hesitated for a long time before he could say a complete sentence: "This is a major event in my life, I must be nervous, I can't even stand on my legs just thinking about my getting married."

An Yuan pinned the groom's fireworks on his chest, adjusted Lin Hao's suit jacket, and said with a smile, "The groom is so handsome. By the way, does the groomsman have any clothing requirements?"

Lin Hao slapped his forehead and said, "The groomsmen's dresses are ready. They are also suits. There are four sets in total. Brother Feng and Yu Yang's have already been delivered to them. Yours are still in the trunk of the car. Don't you remind me?" I forgot, I will get it for you later, and you two can take it back and iron it and you can wear it."

The best man's dress is also a suit, Shen Xingchun and An Yuan's clothes are the same, white shirt, red vest, tie, black jacket and trousers.

Shen Xingchun seldom wears formal clothes, and the last time he wore them was when he was taking graduation photos after graduation, he was not very good at wearing a tie.

An Yuan had already tried on the clothes and tied the tie, turned around and saw that Shen Xingchun was still wearing the tie, it was crooked, with a serious expression on his face, and he was also irritable because he couldn't tie the tie well.

An Yuan walked over and took away Shen Xingchun's busy hands, pulled his tie with both hands and said, "I'll help you."

Shen Xingchun let go of his hands, his hands were naturally hanging by his sides, and his silence was a tacit agreement.

An Yuan pinched both sides of the tie with both hands, and skillfully went around in a circle, explaining to Shen Xingchun how to tie the tie while she was tying it.

"Who taught you?" Shen Xingchun asked.

An Yuan said: "Our school often has events and requires formal attire. My dad taught me how to wear a tie."

Shen Xingchun looked down at An Yuan, An Yuan lowered his eyes, his gaze was always on his tie.

From Shen Xingchun's perspective, An Yuan's long and dense eyelashes, a few eyelashes at the end of the eyes are slightly upturned, and the straight bridge of the nose is covered with thin skin, and if you look closely, you can still see a little light blue blood vessels.

An Yuan finished tying Shen Xingchun's tie, straightened Shen Xingchun again, straightened his suit jacket, and took half a step back.

The suit perfectly set off Shen Xingchun's figure, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, and trousers wrapped his slender legs.

An Yuan's eyes were straightened, and he took another step forward, patted off a feather that fell on Shen Xingchun's shoulder, raised his head and said, "Brother, you look so handsome in a formal suit."

Shen Xingchun's Adam's apple twitched. Except when he was very young, An Yuan seldom praised him so bluntly. Now his eyes are so pure that people dare not look directly at them, and there is a shining love inside.

It has never changed.

(two more)

Everything went smoothly on the day of Lin Hao's wedding. During the speech, the groom burst into tears, and in the last half of the process, he hugged his wife and did not let go.

Shen Xingchun was still teasing him beside him: "I thought it would get better in a few days."

Lin Hao turned back and choked on him: "Will you cry when I see you?"

Shen Xingchun smiled and said, "I'm not getting married."

Thinking of An Yuan, Lin Hao felt that his statement was inappropriate, so he changed his words again: "I see if you cry when you have a partner."

After the wedding banquet, there was a small appreciation banquet. The other guests left, but the best man stayed at the end.

It was already midnight when it was over, and the four best men lived directly in the hotel.

Lin Hao arranged three rooms for them, one for Qi Yunfeng and Yu Yang, one for Shen Xingchun and An Yuan.

An Yuan didn't know if Lin Hao did it on purpose, the room for the two of them was a big bed room, and Lin Hao said that there were no other rooms, only the big bed room, and let them work together.

Both Shen Xingchun and An Yuan drank a lot of wine, most of which were reserved for the groom, An Yuan went into the bathroom as soon as he returned to his room.

Shen Xingchun went out to find Qi Yunfeng and Yu Yang. When he came back, An Yuan had just come out of the bathroom, with only a bath towel around his waist, and the drops of water on his hair hadn't been wiped dry. He was wiping with a towel in one hand, The whole body is wet with water vapor.

An Yuan's eyes were a little red from the steam, and his skin was crimson. He couldn't tell if it was from drinking or just taking a bath.

Shen Xingchun's hand was still on the doorknob, and the door hadn't been closed properly, leaving a small gap.

Both stood there in a daze, looking at each other.

It's not that Shen Xingchun has never seen An Yuan's naked appearance, he saw it on the first night after he just came back, after the power outage that day.

But after drinking, the reaction was very slow, and no one moved.

Until the cold wind from outside blew in through the crack of the door, blowing on An Yuan's body and making his arms tremble.

When Shen Xingchun heard footsteps in the corridor behind him, he slammed the door with his backhand, and locked it behind him on purpose.

"Brother Chun, I'm done washing." An Yuan looked at the closed door, pointed to the bathroom for Shen Xingchun, "Go and wash."

Shen Xingchun lowered his head and said "Mmm", An Yuan stepped aside, Shen Xingchun didn't take his clothes, and went straight into the bathroom.

Shen Xingchun stayed in the bathroom for a long time, and there was always the sound of rushing water in the bathroom.

An Yuan was not in a hurry to change clothes. The heater in the room was very hot, and the room was a little dry. He found a bottle of cold drink, opened the bottle and drank half of it before he felt that the heat in his body was a little less.

When he was about to change his clothes, he heard his mobile phone ringing. During the wedding, he had no place to put his mobile phone, so he put it directly in Shen Xingchun's bag.

An Yuan turned his head to look at the bathroom, the sound of water flowing in the bathroom was still going on, he directly picked up Shen Xingchun's bag and opened it, just as he took out his phone, he caught a glimpse of a little red in the innermost interlayer of the bag.

An Yuan was too familiar with it, it was his diary, he didn't expect Shen Xingchun to carry it in his bag all the time.

He had thought of many ways for Shen Xingchun to deal with his diary, tearing it up, throwing it away, or burning it clean, out of sight and out of mind.

Even if you don't throw it away, you may find a box to hold it tightly, and you will never take it out again.

The only thing An Yuan didn't expect was that Shen Xingchun would carry his diary with him all the time.

The call was from a classmate, it should be a New Year's call, An Yuan waited for the phone to hang up automatically and didn't answer it, his eyes were always on the red notebook in his bag, it was a diary he left on purpose.

An Yuan slowly reached into the bag, grabbed a corner of the diary and pulled it out.

He rubbed his fingers, gathered up a little strength, and opened the diary to look at it. The diary was clearly marked by repeated reading, and some pages were blackened by soot.

Every time he turned a page, it was as if a ball of cotton had been forcibly stuffed in his throat. He could breathe, but he couldn't breathe freely. The beating in his chest stopped for a while, and jumped again for a while.