My nemesis brother looks at me very strangely

The elderly and panting old man had limited physical strength, and he was left far behind by them in a short while.

Watching the old man's shaking flashlight light getting farther and farther outside the window, Ning Nanjia leaned his back against the wall and couldn't help but burst out laughing with a "puchi". Before he could laugh twice, Jiang Beiyu covered his mouth,

Pressing his elbows against the wall and imprisoning him between his chest and the wall, Jiang Beiyu lowered his head half helplessly and half angrily and bit the side of Ning Nanjia's neck.

At first I wanted to say a few words of reproach, but when I saw his smiling eyes, I suddenly lost my temper. I gently rubbed my fingertips on his cheek, and asked:

"Is it fun?"

The back of his head was gently pressed against the wall, and Ning Nanjia responded with a smile, "It's fun."

Faint light and shadow flowed all over the ground at the feet of the two of them. Looking at Ning Nanjia who was smiling even on the brows in front of him, Jiang Beiyu suddenly thought of the 17-year-old boy who was so energetic and happy on the court.

Ning Nanjia's temper was gradually brought back by him, which is great.

The two hid in the teaching building for a while, and when the guard finished his rounds and went out, Ning Nanjia took Jiang Beiyu around to the bulletin board in front of the teaching building, pointing to the bulletin paper that had been changed many times , tell him according to the place where Jiang Beiyu's name was once written,

"You were admitted to class one back then, and you just happened to be the last one to pass the cutoff."

"At that time, the mouse still praised you for being so powerful, and envied you very much."

"But you didn't come, No. 1 of the second class took your place."

The finger that was pressed was rubbed with dust. Ning Nanjia was thinking whether to find a faucet to wash his hands. Just as he put down his hand, Jiang Beiyu held his finger. Before he could remind him, he heard Jiang Beiyu say in a hoarse voice:

"I'm sorry, Brother Nanjia."

I shouldn't be so self righteous.

The evening breeze was blowing, behind the tall and handsome man was the school building with swaying shadows, the green branches and leaves dyed the night, the road leading to the second year teaching building was clear and short, as if the end could be seen at a glance.

Looking up at Jiang Beiyu's slightly reddened eye sockets, Ning Nanjia raised the corner of his mouth slightly, then stretched out his hand and flicked his forehead, and said softly to Night Breeze,

"When it's evened out, don't blame anyone else, okay?"

The sour emotion in his heart gradually dissipated, Jiang Beiyu held his hand instead, and replied in a low voice, "Okay."

After coming out of No. [-] Middle School, Ning Nanjia wanted to find a place to have another meal, but because today is New Year’s Eve, most of the shops on the street were closed, and I couldn’t find one that was open and suitable for my taste after going around for a long time. restaurants.

In the end, Jiang Beiyu said that he was going home, so he drove him to a small restaurant that was not yet open and was decorated with lights on.

The signboard of the small restaurant is still blocked, and the menu has been pasted on the glass window, with dozens of very common dishes and set meals written on it. After glancing at the name of the shop on the top, Jiang Beiyu joked,

"'Yuan Haoyang's Rice'? This boss is also lazy, and he doesn't even bother with the name."

"How do you know that people don't bother?"

Holding the doorknob on the glass door with long fingers, Ning Nanjia pulled it out and said, "Go in."

The interior decoration of the store has been done, and it looks clean and tidy. It seems that the boss is going to choose an auspicious day to open the store, so he just missed the signboard. Jiang Beiyu watched Ning Nanjia walk in, and was about to call him to stop, and walked out A chubby young man in a chef's robe.

Looking at each other, the man shouted happily:

"Brother Jia, Young Master Jiang, you, why are you here?"

The excitement on Mouse's face was uncontrollable. Seeing that both of them had red eyes, they couldn't say anything after shouting. In the end, Ning Nanjia patted him on the shoulder and spoke first.

"Both of us are not full, do you have ingredients in the kitchen? Can you get two dishes out, and you will cry while we eat?"

The mouse burst into laughter, clenched his fist and lightly tapped his shoulder, "Wait, it will be fine soon."

Seeing the mouse go in, Ning Nanjia pulled Jiang Beiyu to find an open and bright place to sit down. Just after drying his chopsticks with a paper towel, Jiang Beiyu asked him,

"Is the mouse's name Yuan Haoyang?"

Handing the wiped chopsticks to his hand, Ning Nanjia frowned, "You know."

"Then him?"

Thinking of the excitement and surprise that the mouse saw the two of them just now, Jiang Beiyu couldn't help being a little puzzled. After he had been away for so long, it was normal for the mouse to see him excited. Why was he so excited when he saw Ning Nanjia?

As if seeing his doubts, Ning Nanjia drooped her eyes, and the smile on her mouth slightly subsided, "After the college entrance examination was over, I went to other places to study in university. I haven't contacted them for so many years. .”

Perhaps it was his subconscious feeling that as long as he cut off all connections with Jiang Beiyu, the memory would remain forever at the age of 17. When Jiang Beiyu came back one day, everything would seem to return to the point where he separated.

Just like the pause button in a movie, if you press it to stop, the progress bar will not move, and when you restart it, the plot will resume.

"However, yesterday I heard Tongtong mention that Mouse's new store is about to open. I just wanted to try my luck, but I didn't expect him to be here."

His voice fell for a long time, and he didn't hear Jiang Beiyu's response. Just as he felt a little strange and raised his head to look over, he saw Jiang Beiyu looking at him with heavy eyes, guilt and heartache surging inside, as if he was about to cry.

Stretching out his hand to poke Jiang Beiyu's cheek, Ning Nanjia smiled, "Don't be coquettish now, I'll be embarrassed when the mouse comes out, can we talk about it when we go home?"

According to what he said, he restrained his emotions a little, Jiang Beiyu grabbed his hand and held it in the palm, slowly tightening it, "Okay."

After the two waited for a while, the mouse came out with three dishes and two bowls of rice.

One vegetarian and two meat dishes, the dishes are delicious, and the taste is also very moderate, neither salty nor bland.

Seeing the eating movements of the two at the same frequency, the mouse couldn't help but sigh, "Brother Jia, Young Master Jiang, it's great to see you like this, I thought I would never have the chance to see you in this life."

"Don't say such unlucky things when it's Chinese New Year."

After picking up a piece of bitter gourd and tasting it, Ning Nanjia boasted without hesitation, "It tastes pretty good, when are you going to open it?"

"Tomorrow, I'm a little nervous before the opening, so I want to come and have a look, right,"

With fingers crossed on the table, Mouse looked at them expectantly, "Brother Jia, are you and Young Master Jiang free tomorrow?"

Seeing that Ning Nanjia frowned and seemed to be trying to mess things up again, Jiang Beiyu frowned and spoke for him first,

"Don't worry, we will come even if we are not free. What time do you open tomorrow?"

"We are doing lunch and dinner markets, so we plan to open at ten o'clock, and then Kang Zi and Zhang Mad Dog will also come. Oh, yes, Kang Zi has become Zhang Mad Dog's son-in-law, and now he has inherited his position as the grade director of No. [-] Middle School .”

Jiang Beiyu was a little surprised, hesitating for a while before asking, "What about Pei Xin?"

Speaking of this, the mouse was a little bit embarrassed,

"It's a long time ago. When she did something like that, Kangzi always had a thorn in his heart. He couldn't go on without saying anything. Later, he and Zhenzhen were together."

Ning Nanjia didn't know about Pei Xin's attempt to make a recording. Before asking, the mouse continued.

"To be honest, I would have been angry if it happened to me. Fortunately, Young Master Jiang stopped it in time and didn't let Pei Xin record your confession that you two were together. Later, Kang Zi didn't have the face to entangle with her any longer, so he broke up."

"As for Pei Xin, I heard from other students that she seemed to be married to an American overseas Chinese, but she got divorced within two years. She was alone with her son, and she seemed to have returned to China recently. Wife, "

Raising his hand to wipe his neck, the mouse shook his head and said, "Anyway, women are troublesome."

It was not easy for the two of them to express any opinions on other people's affairs. After hearing the rat talk about many other people's affairs, Jiang Beiyu and Ning Nanjia drove home.

It was late at night, and after sending Zheng Zhiyuan a text message of blessing, Jiang Beiyu adjusted the alarm clock for getting up early tomorrow. As soon as he put down his phone, Ning Nanjia hugged him from behind.

With a little mist and heat after bathing on his body, Ning Nanjia was as warm as a small stove filled with fragrance, and the smell of barking teeth and claws enveloped him all at once.

Turning around, he hugged Ning Nanjia into his arms, noticing his clingy and active mood at the moment, Jiang Beiyu pinched the back of his neck half-comfortably half-amusingly,

"What's wrong? Did you see a ghost in the shower?"

Rubbing his head against his shoulder, Ning Nanjia asked in a muffled voice, "Why didn't you tell me about Pei Xin?"

Dare to bully Jiang Beiyu under his nose, no matter whether the other party is a woman or not, Ning Nanjia feels very upset and wants to hit him.

"It doesn't matter if you tell me or not, do you think she can beat me?"

Touching Ning Nanjia's hair and hugged him to the bed, Jiang Beiyu pushed his two long, slender legs away with a little force, scratched his chin to tease him,

"If you really feel sorry for me, just kiss me."

Ning Nanjia lifted her head up and gave him a "slap" kiss on the mouth, resting one hand on the back of her head and looking at him,

"What time do we leave tomorrow?"

Jiang Beiyu estimated, "09:30 at the latest."

With his long fingers, he gently held Ning Nanjia's thin shoulders and pinched them. His eyes drooped, and his dark eyes were suddenly stained with a bit of depression.

"Actually, I'm quite unhappy. At that time, you were either Pei Xin or Qi Xishi, and you couldn't see me at all."

Ning Nanjia vaguely felt that what he said was a bit wrong, but seeing him so frustrated, it was not easy to explain to him, so he could only follow his words and sincerely apologize,

"I'm sorry, what do you want? I'll try my best to make it up to you, okay?"

The black and white pupils pondered for a moment, Jiang Beiyu touched his cheek, and said in a slow voice:

"It's not difficult, if you can call me twice..."

Thin lips pressed against his ear and called out softly. While talking, he lowered his head to lick Ning Nanjia's beautiful neckline, his deep voice was tinged with a bit of coaxing,

"...that way I won't be angry."

The earlobe was covered with the color of blood, Ning Nanjia's jaw tensed for a moment, and finally he gritted his teeth and agreed, "Okay."

..........

At two o'clock in the middle of the night, someone suddenly set off fireworks in the suburbs, and the light of the fire was reflected on the light-colored curtains.

With sweat-wet hair resting softly on his forehead, Ning Nanjia raised his wet eyes to look at the sexy and handsome man standing above him, whose brows and eyes were stained with hot lust.

Pleasure and joy are intertwined with strong affection in Jiang Beiyu's eyes, those eyes immersed in lust are so beautiful that people can't move their eyes away.

Ning Nanjia really didn't think he was the kind of person who looked at his face before, but after meeting Jiang Beiyu, he felt that all his rationality seemed to disappear with this face little by little.

Teenage love is the most unforgettable.

Although after Jiang Beiyu left, he had seen many beautiful people, men and women, but none of them moved his heart. Gradually, he realized that it was not enough to be beautiful, and that person had to be Jiang Beiyu. His shadow can't do it, nor can someone like Jiang Beiyu, it has to be him.

As if aware of his gaze, Jiang Beiyu raised a hand to touch his cheek, lowered his head and kissed the corner of his mouth and asked him,

"looking at what?"

Raising his hand and rubbing that part of his wrist, Ning Nanjia tilted his head to meet his kiss, and said something to him in a low and clear voice when the two were lingering.

"I love you, Jiang Beiyu."

.........

The hot-headed confession was exchanged for a desperate toss. Although Jiang Beiyu tried his best to restrain himself, Ning Nanjia still had a low-grade fever the next day.

After taking two pills, the two went out. When they arrived, they just happened to catch up with the mouse to lift the signboard. Zou Zikang, Zhang Zhenzhen and Zhang Yongsheng were there, as well as many former students from No. [-] Middle School. After a few pleasantries, everyone After taking his seat, Zou Zikang's gaze kept on Ning Nanjia, and he hesitated to speak several times.

After drinking for three rounds, Ning Nanjia went out to answer the phone. Jiang Beiyu looked at his figure standing on the steps with some anxiety, and was about to get up and walk over when a glass of wine was suddenly handed over to him.

"Brother Jia, are you feeling unwell?"

Zou Zikang had a slightly uncomfortable expression on his face, and he explained to Jiang Beiyu's quiet and dark eyes,

"I just saw you keep blocking his drink."

After taking a sip of the glass of wine, Jiang Beiyu replied calmly, "Well, he has a low fever."

After a brief silence, Zou Zikang suddenly whispered,

"sorry."

Holding the wine glass and swallowing his head up, he felt annoyed and regretted, "I shouldn't have been presumptuous to speculate on your feelings for Brother Jia back then."

The corners of his mouth raised a slight arc, Jiang Beiyu shook his head,

"You don't need to apologize to me. From the beginning to the end, I only care about Brother Nanjia's feelings."

The sun outside the window was a little big, and it fell warmly on my body.

In the warm morning light, Ning Nanjia stood tall and tall, and the sunlight dyed his whole body a fiery golden color, but in Jiang Beiyu's eyes, that light came from Ning Nanjia's body.

That young and handsome man standing in the sun has carried all the hopes and joys of his life. He is not only the heartbeat of a teenager, but also the love of his life.

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[The author has something to say]: The end is sprinkled with flowers