The world doesn't fit me

He thought, after all... it won't be a heartbeat.

The cell phone next to me kept lighting up.

Wei Chengchao fumbled, opened the screen saver with muscle memory, and glanced at the screen.

The page stayed on the chat interface, and the note at the top made him startled——Qiu Zhuheng.

Who is this?

Wei Chengchao turned over the phone case, only to realize that it wasn't his own.

No wonder, Yi Qingchen's mobile phone was bought by him, and it was the same model as his own, with no difference in texture and weight.

The information on the screen was still beating. Wei Chengchao didn't want to pry into Yi Qingchen's privacy at first, but when he saw a few words by accident, he suddenly changed his mind.

"Qiu Zhuheng": I know this is wrong;

"Qiu Zhuheng": But I can't help but miss you;

"Qiu Zhuheng": Xiaoyi;

"Qiu Zhuheng": Okay, I won't talk anymore;

"Qiu Zhuheng": Don't ignore me;

Seeing these few lines, Wei Chengchao was suddenly blessed and remembered who this person was.

Who else could it be if it wasn't the little bastard who hugged his little kid indiscriminately a few days ago?

Sure enough, something unscrupulous.He just knew it.

Wei Chengchao narrowed his eyes dangerously, swiped upwards a few times, and found Yi Qingchen's reply yesterday.

"Yi Qingchen": Zhu Heng;

"Yi Qingchen": Believe me;

"Yi Qingchen": Thank you for liking me.But sorry, I can't promise you.I have always regarded you as a very good friend, and will continue to do so in the future.

"Yi Qingchen": And if you go to S City, you will definitely meet better people.In comparison, I am nothing.

"Qiu Zhuheng": But now I really like you;

"Yi Qingchen": Then don't like it, give yourself less psychological hints;

Wei Chengchao couldn't hold back in the end, and burst out laughing.

"Qiu Zhuheng": Tell me, what is wrong with me?

"Qiu Zhuheng": Or, do you already have someone you like?

Wouldn't it be true?

Holding the phone, Wei Chengchao felt that it was not impossible, after all, at this age, no one had dirty and beautiful thoughts.

"Yi Qingchen": No, I don't know either.

"Yi Qingchen": That's it, my uncle let me sleep.

have no idea.I don't know again.

It seemed that every time he asked questions about this aspect, Yi Qingchen's answers were quite ambiguous.I asked him yesterday if he didn't like boys, and he answered the same way.

Wei Chengchao didn't understand.

If there is, there is, and if there is no, there is none. I haven’t counted in my heart yet, why don’t I know.

That's probably the case.

Wei Cheng didn't take his eyes off the phone, "Little brat?"

No one responded.

He raised his head.

At some point, Yi Qingchen lay quietly on the desk, already sound asleep.Wei Chengchao threw the phone aside and tiptoed out of bed.

The tip of the pen made a long stroke on the homework.Yi Qingchen opened his mouth, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and his breathing was even and weak, like a docile cat.

Wei Chengchao leaned down, passed his left arm through the bend of his leg, hugged him horizontally, and was caught off guard for a moment.

This little boy looks very thin, but he was a little heavy unexpectedly.He is tall and has long legs, so he might lose his strength if he hugs him a few more times.

Wei Chengchao secretly slandered, carried Yi Qingchen to the bed, and twisted the quilt for him.

Yi Qingchen opened his eyes in a daze, and called his uncle, Wei Chengchao casually said, "You sleep."

Then he obediently closed his eyes calmly.

When I woke up again, it was already evening, and there was a faint layer of night, with a few clusters of thick clouds hanging in the sky, and the window was filled with gloomy blue gray, gloomy.Feeling lonely and helpless inexplicably.

The limbs are sore and limp from sleep.Yi Qingchen rubbed his eyes and turned to the left.

"woke up?"

Wei Chengchao's handsome face collided with the astonishment in his eyes.

Yi Qingchen called out dully: "Uncle."

"Yeah." He responded with a leisurely expression, playing with the things in his hand casually.

It was a stack of paper as thick as a dictionary.Each piece of paper was of different sizes and materials, and some were still folded inside the envelope, such as the top one, which Yi Qingchen put in just the night before.

His heart skipped a beat, and he felt a little nervous.

"I have received so many love letters in one semester..." I heard Wei Chengchao jokingly said, "Our little kid is really attractive."

Yi Qingchen held his breath, looked at his flipped fingertips, and said in a daze, "Huh?"

"Follow me."

Yi Qingchen was not very able to follow his train of thought.Why did he suddenly praise himself?

"Why are you saving it?"

Yi Qingchen's thoughts faltered, and it took half a second to realize that he was talking about these love letters, "Remembrance."

"How popular is it to commemorate my younger self?" Wei Chengchao couldn't help laughing after saying it.

what's so funny.Yi Qingchen lowered his eyes and clenched the corner of his clothes in embarrassment, "No..."

That said, I seem to be very vain.

But he just wanted to keep it as a memory, and look it up after a long time. These young and beautiful feelings will become a beautiful and irreplaceable scenery in the past.

"Okay, I'll just ask." Wei Chengchao realized his embarrassment, stopped teasing him, and changed the subject: "Your parents are out, what do you have for dinner? Order takeout?"

The panic in his eyes hadn't dissipated yet, Yi Qingchen looked at him pitifully: "Uncle, don't you know how to cook?"

Good question.Wei Chengchao put away all the love letters as they were, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Have you ever eaten a meal I cooked?"

Yi Qingchen: "..."

No, of course not.

The smile on Wei Cheng's face was too dazzling, and he was still looking straight at him. Yi Qingchen felt chest tightness and shortness of breath, so he turned back to the original direction, covered the quilt, and said softly, "Then order takeaway, I want to eat Pizza."

"it is good."

The position beside him was no longer sunken, it was Wei Cheng who got out of bed.

Sensing the movement, Yi Qingchen lifted the quilt: "What's wrong?"

Wei Chengchao was looking down for slippers, and responded, "Go to the bathroom."

Yi Qingchen fell silent, lying quietly under the quilt, his eyes fell on Wei Chengchao's crumpled clothes, and he remained motionless.

suffer.He seemed to have grabbed the wrong corner of his clothes just now.

Seeing him leave the room, Yi Qingchen looked away belatedly, and caught a glimpse of the mobile phone on the bedside table.He reached out, swiped open the screen, and casually glanced at the latest news.

"Qiu Zhuheng": "Pictures."

"Qiu Zhuheng.": Look at my new bedroom! !cool!

"Yi Qingchen.": Pretty.

Qiu Zhuheng immediately replied: Xiao Yi, what are you doing today?Why did it take so long to reply?

"Yi Qingchen.": No, just fell asleep.

The other side replied quickly: Oh oh!

long?

Yi Qingchen glanced at the time of the last message, it was only half an hour ago, not too long ago.

He paused, then gently pulled his fingertips upwards, and saw the message that Qiu Zhuheng sent before, full of ambiguous messages.He didn't read any of them.

But just now, there was clearly only a 2 on the red dot.

Yi Qingchen's eyes widened, occupied by an emotion called nervousness, and the fingertips holding the phone turned pale.

He heard it, and his heart beat fast.

"What's wrong with you?" Wei Chengchao sat back on the bed and looked at him with a smile.

Yi Qingchen let go of his hand and said in a hoarse voice, "You have seen my phone."

"Yes." Wei Chengchao said frankly.

He didn't think there was anything, the relationship between the two of them had always been very strong, and there was no secret.It is better to say that they are brothers than uncles and nephews.

But seeing Yi Qingchen's reaction, he was a little uncertain again, "You... mind?"

Yi Qingchen didn't respond, and while listening to his own heartbeat, he whispered, "I don't like Qiu Zhuheng."

Wei Chengchao was taken aback: "Huh?"

He sat up, flipped through the chat history, and stuffed the phone into Wei Chengchao's palm, "Look, I don't like him."

Wei Chengchao laughed dumbfounded: "I know."

"I don't like anyone else either." He was confused and added at a loss.

"Yeah." Wei Chengchao rubbed the back of his head with a smile, "Good boy."

"I..." With warmth on the back of her neck, Yi Qingchen was stuck, suddenly unable to remember what she was going to say.

Wei Chengchao looked at him quietly, waiting for him to continue.

Through those clear eyes, Yi Qingchen saw himself in a daze.After a long sound, he was discouraged and got into the quilt depressedly.

Yi Qingchen: "It's fine."

Strange to say, Yi Qingchen didn't know what was wrong with him, but his heart was still beating violently.

Fear, or nervousness, being discovered by adults about these little secrets, such a reaction is normal.anyway...

He thought, after all... it won't be a heartbeat.

That was his uncle.

Yi Qingchen's birthday is in April.A good season when the grass grows and the warblers fly and the greenery is fluffy.

To be precise, that was not his real birthday, but the day he was picked up and brought home.

He was born again in spring, and since then there has been no severe winter.

On my birthday, it happened to be the weekend.Yi Qingchen opened his eyes and found that the classical Chinese pamphlet he had memorized before going to bed last night was crushed and deformed.He propped himself up, packed up the books on the bed, and put them all beside the pillow.

"Qiu Zhuheng": Xiao Yi! Happy 15th birthday! !

"Qiu Zhuheng": Your birthday present has arrived!Remember to pick it up!

Yi Qingchen rubbed his eyes: OK, thank you.

He returned to the homepage, replied to the blessings one by one, and repeatedly refreshed the message page, back and forth more than ten times, but there was still no movement at the top.

This is the first time in several years.

Yi Qingchen sighed and turned off the phone, reluctantly giving up.

With his feet dangling on the edge of the bed, Yi Qingchen raised his eyes and looked outside. It was a bright day, and the wind came in through the window lattice, and bumped into his arms. His bangs stood up for half a second, and then fell down unhappily.

"Are you up?"

"Dad." Yi Qingchen turned his head to look over, "I just woke up."

"Wash your face and change your clothes, your mother is putting on makeup."

"Okay, wash it right away." He smiled slightly.

Sitting in the car, Yi Qingchen opened the window, and fresh air instantly filled his nostrils.

"Xiaochen, are you about to take the high school entrance examination?"

Yi Qingchen turned his head and blinked: "Yes, grandma."

"Then do you have confidence? I heard that you have made great progress, and you want to go to S city with your uncle?"

Yi Qingchen nodded, "I want to follow Uncle."

He didn't say whether he was confident, nor did he say whether he wanted to go to S City.

Wei Chengyan turned her head, "Mom, it's Qing Chen's birthday today, let him relax and let's not talk about studying."

Grandma: "Okay, okay, I mean, it's time to relax - you're already fifteen... It's the first time I saw you, you were so short, and you grew so tall..." She said, comparing her hands, her eyes It's all gentle.

"Oh yes, speaking of which, do you know how you got your name?"

Yi Qingchen: "I know... I've learned it before, and the rain in Weicheng is light on the dust."

After finishing speaking, he realized later, his face was a little hot, and he turned his head away quietly.

"Yes." Grandma laughed, her eyes narrowed, "I don't know if it's because of the good name that you are so attached to your uncle."

That's what the family used to say.After all, it was a fact, and he didn't refute it, but at this moment, he actually felt a little awkward, and replied in a low voice: "It's not very sticky..."

Grandma paused suddenly: "Yan, are you talking about friends?"

Yi Qingchen was stunned.

"No way." Wei Chengyan said, "I haven't heard him say that."

"Damn, I'm such a big man, I can't say everything to my family—I called him recently and kept on the phone, and asked him why he hesitated, and I didn't go home for several months. "

"Isn't he always like that?"

Wei Chengyan teased: "I never liked staying at home since I was a child."

The destination is the well-known Ocean Paradise. There are many tourists, and the entrance is almost crowded.

Yi Qingchen squeezed the ticket and followed behind Wei Chengyan, the phone rang at the right time, the sun was too strong, he couldn't see who was written on the screen, he covered it with his hand, but it still didn't help.

When he squinted his eyes, his grandmother was calling his name, and the voice was a little far away. Yi Qingchen hurriedly raised his head to chase after him, regardless of who it was, and pressed to answer.

"Happy birthday, little boy."

Familiar voice, domineering and perverse.Yi Qingchen stopped in place, and heard the faint sound of the electric current on the opposite side, as well as the beating of his own heart.

A little bit intimidated indeed.he thinks……

He came back to his senses, smiled as if nothing had happened, and continued to push away the crowd: "Thank you, Uncle."

"Where are you?" Wei Chengchao said lazily, "It took so long to pick up."

"Ocean Park. The light was too dazzling just now, and I couldn't read the words on the screen."

"Well, with your parents?"

"And grandma."

"Then you have fun, I'm too busy to leave here recently. When you come to S city in July, I'll give you a make-up birthday."

The birthday is so special, how to make it up?

These slanderous Yi Qingchen who seemed to be complaining did not speak out, but instead asked: "Uncle, have you fallen in love?"

"Huh?" Wei Cheng smiled at the other end, and said frivolously, "What? Do you want to help me find a boyfriend?"

"No."

Wei Chengchao's indecency made his heart skip a few beats, but Yi Qingchen could tell that the meaning behind what the other party said was that he hadn't talked about it yet.

"Then why are you asking this?" Other voices came from over there, as if they were calling Mr. Wei or something, Wei Cheng said in a deep voice not to make noise, and then said to Yi Qingchen: "Then let's do this first, don't play around Take it off, remember to be safe, call me if you have anything, and I will answer it."

Not far away, Wei Chengyan was waving at him, and Yi Qingchen's tone rose slightly: "Yes."

When the short ending came down, the tone of voice was a joy that even he didn't realize.