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Jiang An seldom sees Wen Sui like this. He is arrogant, undisciplined, arrogant, and thinks everything is hypocritical, so he is too lazy to say anything.

He always brings the matter with a careless tone, and hides it very well, for fear of revealing half of his emotions.

Only now, like a homeless puppy, he hugged his waist tightly with both hands, and his cold shoulder blades trembled slightly in the wind.

His fingers gripped his shirt tightly, looking vulnerable and vulnerable.

Jiang An just lied, he did not have a good life in those three years, even bad.

When he left Wen's house, he was still on summer vacation. He moved into a rental house near the new school and waited for the start of school, doing odd jobs here and there.

Because they are underage, the shops are not willing to take them, so they can only play with them online, or teach junior high school students to earn some extra money.

More, it is endless loneliness.At that time, my grandmother was still in the country, and my mother went abroad after giving birth to him, and I never saw him.Not to mention my father, he has already turned into a handful of loess.

He has no friends, no relatives, not even someone he is acquainted with and can talk to.

But he didn't dare to have any contact with Wen Sui, and the three-year private tuition fees were still unaffordable. He was restrained by others, and his contact information was completely deleted.

The two are obviously in the same city, and they can even meet each other by turning a street corner occasionally, but they can't take a step forward.

During the days when I was separated from Wen Sui, every day was like a walking dead, lifeless.

So in many odd hours, he could only stand outside the gate of No. [-] Middle School and watch from afar.

Seeing him walking alone at the beginning, there are occasionally some unfamiliar faces around him, sometimes fighting, sometimes silent.

He envied those classmates who could hook up with Wen Sui, and even the peddlers who sold goods on the side of the road could talk to him, but he couldn't.

The locked photos in the album were taken at that time, from various angles, far and near, clear and blurred, but they never walked up to say hello.

The feeling of missing is really too hard. He fills up his time very much, works hard to solve problems, saves money desperately, and turns himself into a spinning top.

Later, he seemed to get used to it, but in the dead of night, he stubbornly flipped through those photos, over and over again.

The longing in my heart is occasionally occupied by fear, fearing that the child will be sad, fearing that he will gradually forget himself, fearing that when we meet again, he will already be a stranger.

Only now, this person is buried in his arms and acting like a baby, saying that he is in pain.

This deep-rooted emotional involvement made him feel that the pain at this moment was more painful than the past three years.

He gently brushed away the broken hair in front of Wen Sui's forehead, lowered his head and approached him, and said softly, "Wen Jiaojiao."

Wen Sui's eyes were still red, lying on his knees, looking at the face so close, he was a little dazed.

Jiang An touched the superficial wound with his fingertips, and blew lightly: "It won't hurt anymore."

"Where are you coaxing the child?" A gust of wind swept over the brow bone, Wen Sui couldn't help smiling, and turned his head away a little embarrassed.

"It's just to coax the children, what should I do with you." Jiang An pinched his chin and turned his head back, staring into his eyes, and sighed in a low voice.

Wen Sui raised his head and met his gaze, feeling that there were many emotions in his brother's eyes that he couldn't understand: "I'm sorry, I'm not..."

Before he finished speaking, he felt himself being picked up from the ground and hugged very hard.

His arms were carefully wrapped around Jiang An's shoulders, and his whole body was tightly locked into his arms. Through two layers of thin clothes, he could feel the stronger heartbeat of the other party.

He heard Jiang An whispering against his ear, "Don't tell me you're sorry, you didn't do anything wrong."

"Okay, I won't talk about it in the future." Wen Sui buried himself in his neck and murmured, "Brother, how about we get along well?"

It seemed that at this moment, all the previously concealed emotions were vented, and they could finally face each other calmly.

Those careful speculations and trials over the past month, and the tossing and turning anxiety in my heart, finally came to fruition.

When they left, they didn't have time to say goodbye, and didn't even say a few words. They just glanced at each other for three years.

Now that we meet again, no one disturbs us, we have a lot more time, and we can talk endlessly, but thousands of words are stuck in our chest, and in the end, only this sentence is left.

Brother, how about we get along well?

Jiang An raised his hand and rubbed the back of his head, and said in a low voice, "Okay, let's make up."

Wen Sui didn't speak any more, just let him hold her quietly, very hard.

I don't know if it was 5 minutes or 10 minutes, he was finally embarrassed to say: "How long..."

Jiang An was amused, let go of him very lightly, and raised his eyelids to look at the person: "Are you feeling better now?"

"It's much better. In fact, it's not a big deal. It's just that I lost control of my emotions just now."

"Well, I can see that if I didn't wait for you, would I have to wrap myself in the quilt and cry secretly?"

The mood calmed down a little, Wen Sui felt a little shy about being late, he could only pinch his chin and threatened fiercely: "I didn't cry, you read wrong, it's because the wind is too strong to dazzle your eyes."

"That's because I was crying, okay?" Jiang An raised his hand and wiped the end of his eyes lightly, his fingertips were a little wet.

"You're so annoying." Wen Sui pursed his lips quickly, got up from him, and sat on the other side of the bench.

He looked around, but he didn't see the car that came, and asked again, "Where is the car you rented?"

Jiang Anan replied indifferently: "You will return it after delivering it."

Wen Sui looked at him sideways, a little shocked: "You returned the car and took a taxi?"

"Well, I've said it all, there's nowhere to go." Jiang secretly laughed at himself, and said, "The hotel is also alone, it's boring."

Wen Sui opened his mouth, not knowing what he was thinking when he was sitting on this bench by himself just now, looking at the lights in his house.

Every house around is brightly lit, but you can only sit outside alone, it must be very lonely.

He felt that his heart was congested, and he stretched out his fingers slowly to hook his brother's hand: "Would you like to come home with me to see, anyway, they're not here."

Looking at his expectant eyes, Jiang An didn't have the heart to pour cold water on him, and nodded lightly.Wen Sui is really distressing today, so he is extra indulgent.

The two of them hooked their hands like they did when they were young, and walked home slowly, as if this was just an ordinary night of self-study after high school.

It's just that many things are still different.

After entering the porch, Jiang An didn't change his shoes, but just took a pair of shoe covers from the shoe cabinet and put them on, like a guest at home.

Wen Sui looked at these little actions of his, hesitated to speak, and felt sore in his heart.

He grabbed Jiang An's wrist and went up to the second floor, entered the room next to his bedroom, pushed it away, and turned on the light in the room.

"After you left, I haven't touched this room. It's the same as that time. Although you didn't live, I asked my aunt to change the quilt and bed cover frequently. I always feel that if you come back one day, I can live in it, yes Not quite stupid."

Jiang An looked around. The books in the bookcase were still junior high school exercise books, the periodic table of elements hung on the wall, the neatly stacked textbooks on the table, and the half-used pens in the pen holder.

For no reason, the broken years seem to be connected again.It seems that in the blink of an eye, he has never left here, and everything is the same as before.

Jiang An lowered his head and smiled, his eyes couldn't hide his liking: "It's kind of silly, but I'm very happy."

I am happy that Wen Sui is still the same as when he was a child, his heart and eyes are all about himself.

"I always feel that maybe one day my parents will figure it out, and you will be able to live back." When Wen Sui said this, there was a kind of innocence in his eyes when he was young.

Jiang An didn't continue this topic, and pushed his shoulders to the next room: "Look at yours."

"There's nothing to see, it's just the same as before." Wen Sui muttered and pushed open the door of his room, then quickly walked to the desk and locked the photo, blocking it from being seen.

Jiang looked at him with a dark smile: "What are you hiding? Isn't it just a group photo when I was young?"

"It's so silly to laugh, but when I searched around at home, I found that neither of us took a few photos." Wen Sui pressed the frame of the photo frame with his fingertips, and said aggressively, "Brother, why don't you stay here tonight Bar."

Jiang An looked at him quietly for a moment, but didn't speak.

"You don't need to meet my parents, anyway, they come and go in such a hurry, you can't find them at all." Wen Sui's eyes lit up, and he begged in a low voice, "Can you?"

He looked at himself eagerly, eyes full of anticipation, and that look was really irresistible.

"Okay, Wen Jiaojiao has the final say today." Jiang An frowned.

Wen Sui glared at him, his lips tightened, and a faint pink appeared on his face.

He pouted his red ears, and spoke more fiercely: "If you call me that again, I'll turn around and show you."

"Have you learned how to change faces in Sichuan opera? Or was it cuter just now?" Jiang An took off his shoes and put them at the foot of the bed, walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, leaning on the bed to look at him.

Wen Sui finished changing his pajamas in front of him, climbed up the edge of the bed, and lay down on the other side.

The two were lying side by side on the bed in the bedroom, and were about to say something when they felt that the phone on the pillow was vibrating crazily.

Jiang An took out his own and took a look: "Jian Ying and the others formed a group and asked if they want to play games together."

Wen Sui flipped through the chat records in the group speechlessly, and complained: "It's late at night, are they free?"

It was late at night, and everyone seemed to be very leisurely. In the group, Jian Ying and Wang Qiyue had been singing duets for a long time.

[Bamboo Room]: @江, @别追, you two come out quickly

[Xiao Wang Wang]: That’s right, I’m so bored at home, I’m just lying on the sofa doing nothing, and I’ve been scolded by my mother three times

[Do Not Disturb]: That is what you owe

[Zhujian]: Stop chatting, come to fight the king, hurry up, get on the number

[Do Not Disturb]: The four of us are black?

[Zhujian]: Wurenhei, I also brought my girlfriend together, she is very good at playing games

[Little Wang Wang]:? ? ? ?When did you quietly have a girlfriend?

[Bamboo Room]: Take care of me, sooner or later

[Xiao Wang Wang]: ...That means you haven't caught up yet, I understand, my brother will give you a five-kill chance

Wen Sui thought that there was nothing wrong, touched Jiang An with his arm, and asked casually, "Can you play?"

"I used to play various games in high school, do you think I can do it?" Jiang An lazily leaned on the cushion, opened the game casually, and logged in to the account.

Hearing this, Wen Sui muttered, his brother really did all the work he could do.

No, when he returned to the capital, he had to raise his salary to avoid going astray.

As soon as I entered the room, I saw a very familiar head portrait in the five small windows, and a direct photo of cosplay.

Look at the game ID again, good guy, soft meatball sauce, who else could it be if it wasn't Ji Xiaoyu.

This world may really be too small.

Wen Sui was stunned for a second, then cut out to look through the chat records just now, he was enlightened and his scalp was numb.

The girlfriend Jian Ying is talking about is his dear son Ji Xiaoyu?What the fuck is this magical plot of the century.

[Do Not Disturb]: When did you hook up with Jian Ying?

[Play online with me, intend to chat privately]: Huh?Do you know each other?He's the rich daddy I told you about earlier.

[Do Not Disturb]:? ? ? ? ?He doesn't know you are a man?

[Online companionship, intentional private chat]: I don’t know... In order to pick up companionship, I changed to a female account. The profile picture is the photo of the previous cosplayer. He doesn’t seem to see it

[Do Not Disturb]: You two have been playing games for so long, have you never talked?No way, you usually annoy me to death by bawling

[Play with online, intend to chat in private]: I am too lazy to chat with people, so I tell him that I am dumb

[Do Not Disturb]: ...

You can believe this kind of nonsense, good guy, it's still a dumb bride.

Wen Sui's brain hurts, and he feels that his three views are teetering on the verge of collapse.

Unbearable, he turned his head to look at Jiang An, and said leisurely: "That meatball sauce is Ji Xiaoyu."

Even Jiang An, who had experienced the storm, was stunned for a second: "Isn't it Jian Ying's girlfriend?"

"He thinks unilaterally." Wen Sui figured out the ins and outs, and made up the knife coldly, "God, it's too miserable."

[Do Not Disturb]: It's fine if you play with me, but you still engage in online dating?

[Play with me online, private chat intentionally]: No, we are just an ordinary money transaction, where do you want to go

[Online companionship, intentional private chat]: I emphasize again, I am straight, I do not engage in homosexuality

With a sullen face, Wen Sui threw the screenshot from the group just now, and the other party fell into a long silence.

After a long time, until the game had already started, Ji Xiaoyu didn't send a reply.

Jian Ying drove the mic and introduced, "Wanzi can't talk, you just need to signal to her if you want to communicate."

While Wen Sui was proficient at manipulating the hero, he complained about Jiang An's crazy output: "I can't speak, my son's mouth can fight five against one, you think this Jinghai King can also overturn the car sometimes?"

"In fact, his emotional life is quite simple, and you were too lazy to justify your nonsense before." While speaking, Jiang An won the double kill.

Wen Sui clicked his tongue, and said suspiciously: "Wait a minute, seeing how proficient you are, you won't be using a female number as a gold medalist, right?"

Jiang An: "..."

"Silence is to cover up, brother, how can you do such a thing." Wen Sui pressed the keyboard, ruthlessly cast aside.

Jiang An didn't know why this wonderful night of unraveling knots became like this, so he explained patiently: "I am playing with you seriously, and I don't sell myself."

"They are only engaged in online dating, and you still want to sell yourself?"

"...I'm innocent, why don't I record playing with you and ask you one by one?"

"I'm too lazy to check, you better be."

"Do you know what your tone is like now?"

"like what?"

"Like a jealous woman who catches her husband cheating on her."

"Go away, shut up." Wen Sui played the game with no interest, no success and no faults, barely holding back.

Looking at the statistics again, Jiang An won the MVP, fully worthy of his status as a companion.

In the group, Jian Ying was incompetent and furious: "Jiangshen, can you do it? Give me some room to play in the next trouble."

[Jiang]: Have you ever met your girlfriend?

[Zhujian]: Why are you so gossip, not yet, she seems to have returned to her hometown recently

[Do Not Disturb]: Across the Internet, maybe there is a 1.9-meter hunk on the opposite side, believe it or not

[Takema]: ...Impossible, I have seen her photos

Wen Sui almost laughed, the photos are indeed real, Ji Xiaoyu is in the cosplay circle, and occasionally sends some live photos.

It's just that those costume styles, plus Ji Xiaoyu's small frame and beautiful facial features, it's really hard to tell that he's a boy.

In the group, Jian Ying was still sipping meatball sauce, Wen Sui sighed: "It's too cruel, I can't even watch it anymore. Forget it, bro, I'll let you go to him."

"You count as an assist?" Jiang secretly glanced at him, "I think Jian Ying has fallen in love."

"...Then whether to help or not to help, what a miserable sea king."

"Let's go with the flow, let your son solve the matter between the two of them."

This style of handling things is quite dark.

Wen Sui re-entered the game and played quite well. Jiang An also cooperated very well, giving Jian Ying all the highlight moments.

Three times in a row, a certain person took his meatball sauce to the air, killing the audience.

Just about to start the next round, Ji Xiaoyu suddenly quit the game, leaving only one empty slot.

Jian Ying put a question mark in the group: Why did she quit, brothers help me analyze

Before I had time to reply, I sent another sentence: Forget it, she told me that she would not play in the future, and she would not pick up the company.

[Xiao Wang Wang]: ...Brother, your lovelorn came too fast like a tornado

[Takema]: I like someone for the first time... Fuck

[Zhujian]: I got off, go to the balcony to smoke a cigarette slowly

Wen Sui watched the whole process, and didn't know what to say for a while. He murmured: "It looks a little pitiful. But to be honest, if I know that I have been cheated, I should be even angrier."

Jiang An suddenly remembered that he was working in a vest, and asked in a low voice: "If you were cheated, what would you do?"

Unexpectedly, his brother was rarely interested in this kind of gossip, Wen Sui raised his eyebrows.

After thinking for a while, he said slowly: "No matter what the purpose is, it's wrong to lie to people. I must definitely get Ji Xiaoyu out and beat him up."

Jiang An's expression changed slightly: "A beating? He didn't mean to lie to Jian Ying, he just wanted to make money at first."

"I don't know either, but I don't like being cheated." Wen Sui thought about hiding Jiang An's fact that he was the owner of the hot pot restaurant, so he gave himself a little leeway, "However, it depends on the situation. If it is out of love, then Still understandable."

The more I said it, the more guilty I felt, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on my back.

Wen Sui wasn't the only one who had a guilty conscience, someone was also not at ease.

Jiang An twitched the corners of his mouth, put the phone aside, and raised his hand to turn off the light in the room: "It's getting late, go to bed, I have to get up early tomorrow."

The two were lying on the same bed, each with their own minds, thinking about how the other would react if they were discovered in the end.

Thinking about it in a mess, in the familiar environment, he soon fell asleep.

In the morning, he was woken up by a knock on the door. Wen Sui ignored the quilt and rubbed himself into Jiang An's arms.

Xie Mingzhi's voice came from outside the door: "Son, are you awake? Mom and Dad were wrong yesterday. Mom came in and apologized to you."

Hearing a familiar voice, Wen Sui suddenly opened his eyes, and Jiang An's magnified sleeping face was in front of him, the tip of their noses touching, their breathing entwined.

He didn't want to think too much, he was sober from head to toe in a second.

It's over, if his parents find out that Jiang An lives here, just like yesterday's reaction, it will definitely be another big battle.

He turned around and quickly locked the door with quick eyesight, then turned around and bent over to wake Jiang An up: "My mother is coming in, do you want to hide?"

Jiang An opened his eyes, saw his flustered appearance, and suddenly laughed: "You look like you were caught and raped in bed."

"What time is it, you're still joking." Wen Sui pulled him up from the bed, looked sideways out of the window, thinking in his mind that jumping from the second floor would probably be disabled.

Xie Mingzhi tried to press the door lock twice, and it clicked twice, it was locked and could not be opened.

"Son, who did you talk to just now? Why is the door locked? Don't do anything stupid."

"Wait, I just got up, let me slow down for 2 minutes." Wen Sui replied towards the door, pacing the room anxiously, thinking of countermeasures, "Why don't you hide it in the closet, she shouldn't be able to find it. "

Jiang An glanced sideways at his full closet, and replied in a subdued voice, "It seems a bit difficult for me to hide in at my height."

"Or under the bed?" Wen Sui glanced at the narrow bed gap, then denied himself, "You probably won't be able to fit it in."

Jiang An paced over and pushed open the window door, looking to see if he could go down the balcony.

Neither this nor that, Wen Sui anxiously scratched his hair.

Outside the door, Xie Mingzhi brought a spare key and inserted it into the keyhole. Just as the door opened a crack, Wen Sui quickly pushed it back.

With his back against the door, staring at Jiang An standing at the window, his mind was in a mess.

Unscrupulously said: "Don't come in, don't come in, I brought my partner home for the night last night, and she is shy."

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