muddy boy

Zhang Xun never thought that he would feel sore just because of a few words, and the bitterness of the cigarette would spread to his limbs and internal organs.

He wanted to raise his hand to rub Chen Linhu's head, but he held back, and after a long time he calmed down and said, "No, really."

Chen Linhu didn't know how he wanted to hear Zhang Xun's answer, but he felt that these four words were not what he wanted, and he also followed Zhang Xun's attitude of seriously answering his questions before.

That's right, Chen Linhu twitched the corners of his mouth, he lived upstairs and downstairs, and people shouldn't be too embarrassing to him.

But Chen Linhu was still furious, and turned his head away from looking at Zhang Xun.

"It's so cold up here," Zhang Xun said after a while, "You can go to the second floor if you have nowhere to go, anyway..."

Anyway, it's not like he didn't know that he was lying before.

Zhang Xun didn't finish speaking, he was holding a cigarette in a concealed manner.

Chen Linhu didn't poke it, and said calmly: "You are busy with your work."

"I've never seen you so polite before." Zhang Xun teased.

Chen Linhu said "hmm": "Be careful in the future."

He pushed Zhang Xun to the point where he couldn't speak. He knew that Chen Linhu seldom choked others, but he didn't expect that when this trick was completely used on him, Zhang Xun felt uncomfortable for a while.

Dog temper, and his mother is angry here.Zhang Xun smoked dully.

Yeah, lying hurt your pride back then, am I happy to do it?

Zhang Xun frowned, the longer he was silent, the more irritable he became, and there was a little grievance that could not be said, which became anger when it was intertwined together.

Don't think about anything, heartless tiger stuff.It's not that you dare not go to bed in the middle of the night for fear of having another dream.

The more Zhang Xun thought about it, the more angry he became, and he exhaled fiercely.

"If I bother you," Zhang Xun said with rare emotion in his voice, "do I still need to run here to freeze with you? Chen Linhu, can you use your brain?"

Chen Linhu didn't say anything, his lips moved.

"You are too angry," Zhang Xun said again, "Yes, I lied when I said I was going out with Duan Qiao, and I apologize. But I don't have any complaints against you, I just want to change places and leave room Wake up your head."

Chen Linhu's tense shoulders loosened slowly, and he turned slightly to look at Zhang Xun: "Why are you awake?"

Zhang Xun frowned, and his anger made him uncomfortable: "I still have to give you a thought report, right? Ah? Forget it, I'll make it redundant. What do you like, what do you want to do if you freeze to death? "

The tone of the last few sentences changed a little, and Chen Linhu was surprised to hear that Zhang Xun was losing his temper.

It was the first time he had seen Zhang Xun like this, uttering harsh words as if making people anxious, but after he said the words, the person still didn't move, which made his ruthless words lose most of their power.

Chen Linhu calmed down for no reason, thinking, is he explaining to me?

No matter what the content of the explanation was, Chen Linhu suddenly felt better.

Zhang Xun felt bored while being angry. It was boring to argue with Chen Linhu, but he couldn't help it. It was hard to explain the feeling. He could only put out the cigarette as if venting, and pulled the blanket to wrap himself tightly. a little bit.

The blanket was tightened a lot on him, and even Chen Linhu was tilted towards him.

"Then can I continue to look for you?" Chen Linhu asked, "You don't want to bother me."

The gaze staring at him was too existential, Zhang Xun shrank half of his face into the blanket to cover his expression, and tried not to look at Chen Linhu.

"En." Zhang Xun's voice came muffled from under the blanket.

Chen Linhu completely relaxed his body, pulled up the blanket on his side, and brought the end that Zhang Xun was pulling together with his side. The two of them were tightly wrapped and squeezed even tighter. tight.

The full and steady heat eased the anger on Zhang Xun's brows, and Chen Linhu pressed his side to his side in full of anger, and let it all pass as a fart.

"I want to say that you can't do it," Zhang Xun was very disgusted with his behavior, and forced himself to be angry with the culprit, "Are you so angry that you set yourself off as a firework?"

Chen Linhu was a little embarrassed by Zhang Xun's words, and said in a low voice: "Then you just said yes to coax me?"

Zhang Xun didn't know what to say, so he laughed back in anger, and slapped Chen Linhu's thigh under the blanket: "I found that you are quite good at tricks. Do you have to be promised to you three times a day? Is it comfortable?"

"Yes," Chen Linhu was hit on the leg, and now he was honest, knowing that he had offended Zhang Xun, so he lowered his voice a lot, "I will believe it when I tell it, and I don't understand if I don't tell it."

Zhang Xun was speechless, feeling quite uncomfortable.

With this personality, it's hard for this kid to swallow his anger and try hard to be a good son in front of Chen Xingye.If I didn't really want to be recognized, I guess it would have exploded early.

Zhang Xun sighed, and rubbed the place he had smoked comfortingly.

This movement made Chen Linhu's scalp tingle and his legs trembled, but he moved closer to Zhang Xun.

"Talk to Uncle Chen later," Zhang Xun recalled, "Is it plausible to let the old man worry about you as an adult?"

Chen Linhu nodded: "Oh."

He took out his mobile phone and sent Lao Chen a wechat voice message, and he replied quickly.

"And your younger brother," Zhang Xun thought for a while, "I guess he didn't do it on purpose, I think he's kind of kissing you."

"Well," Chen Linhu replied while talking to Lao Chen, "I just saw that the page he drew was..." After a pause, "I was a little anxious, maybe it scared him. He is timid. I cry when I get scared, and I have to turn on the lights in the whole house when I go to the bathroom at night."

Zhang Xun smiled: "I thought you were still angry about the mess at home, but I didn't expect you to see it quite openly."

"I'm used to it," Chen Linhu explained to Old Chen, put his phone away, and leaned his head on the back of the sofa, "It's annoying, so I don't have anything to say when I go back."

"It's really bad." Zhang Xun also sighed, and found a comfortable position to nest.

It was cold on the rooftop, but the air was clean and crisp. The street lights were all hung with red lanterns, and the light in the Cultural Palace could be seen from a long distance away.

Zhang Xun's mood, which had been ups and downs throughout the day, calmed down now. He was warmed by the temperature under the blanket, and his voice softened: "Do you really hate your dad? Want to talk about it, don't want to talk about it?" Don't say it."

The second half of the sentence made Chen Linhu's mouth twitch, and he liked Zhang Xun talking directly to him like this.

"It's okay." Chen Linhu looked at the dark sky and thought for a while, "I can have such living conditions, and I can go to school, eat, drink and worry about nothing. My parents gave them to me, and they are also good to me. ,I know."

After a pause for a few seconds, Chen Linhu said again: "I just feel disappointed occasionally. I can't tell what it is. Am I being heartless?"

When he asked this question, Zhang Xun really wanted to rub Chen Linhu's head in his arms.

How the hell did he grow up, his temper is so stinky and he is still obedient in his bones.

When Chen Linhu said this, he felt uncomfortable. He hadn't told anyone about this, neither had Old Chen.

Feeling very embarrassed after speaking, Chen Linhu pursed his lips, trying to say something else to cover it up, but the back of his hand under the blanket felt dry and warm.

Zhang Xun patted the back of Chen Linhu's hand reassuringly.

"I don't know," Zhang Xun looked at him sideways, with a gentle voice, "but people's instinct is to desire to be loved, and they will be disappointed if they are not satisfied."

Chen Linhu felt the temperature that had patted him and pulled away, but the feeling of affirmation passed on to him remained in his heart.

I don't know if it's because of Zhang Xun's words or the heat on the back of his hand, but Chen Linhu's chest feels like a ball of grievance, and his Adam's apple twitches, swallowing these emotions.

"Are you a sequelae of being a teacher?" Chen Linhu muttered a little embarrassedly.

"Well, yes," Zhang Xun said with a smile, "I can take you through the preschool education exam."

Chen Linhu made him run on more embarrassingly, retaliated by moving his foot off the wooden box, and bumped Zhang Xun's foot.

"Tsk," Zhang Xun bumped back, "You still can't blame you."

"Tell me," Chen Linhu said, "you can't make me angry if you lie to me."

Zhang Xun was embarrassed: "Why do you still bring this up, okay, preschool education can't teach you, at least you need a primary school teacher."

"Is this how you teach students?" Chen Linhu said, "Do your students obey you?"

Wrapped in a blanket, the two bumped into each other for several rounds on the rooftop, unable to tell the winner, each compromised and started chatting while eating snacks.

The few packs of snacks were quickly eaten up, and Chen Linhu also drank two cans of beer while listening to Zhang Xun talking about his time as a teacher.

Zhang Xun's voice was not loud, and his tone was calm. Chen Linhu listened on the sofa with his eyes closed, occasionally answering with "um", and his heart was extremely quiet.

When Zhang Xun finished talking about how his student scolded his deskmate in the composition, his shoulders sank, and Chen Linhu leaned against him and closed his eyes, as if he had fallen asleep.

Zhang Xun's voice stopped, and he froze there not daring to move.

The sofa is only this big, and Chen Linhu's whole body is tilted on him. In addition to bringing more weight, there are also hands that fell along with the tilt of his body.

Chen Linhu's hand casually rested on Zhang Xun's hand on the side of his leg. The heat rose from his hand, and Zhang Xun felt something in his body being urged to ferment.

The feeling of walking on a tightrope is getting stronger, and the degree of shaking is also increasing.It was as if someone was urging him—fall down quickly, fall down quickly.

Zhang Xun tentatively moved the shoulder that was pillowed by Chen Linhu, but the other party didn't respond at all, and his breathing was even.

Really fell asleep, Zhang Xun murmured in his heart, yes, I heard from old Chen that he was sleeping on the sofa at his house recently, and he would be damned if he could rest well.

I can fall asleep on the roof in this winter, it seems that I am really relaxed.

Zhang Xun felt in his heart that he had to wake him up, but his body remained motionless, and he whispered, "Tiger?"

No response.

"You fucking trust me like that?" Zhang Xun was a little helpless, he wrapped the loose blanket tightly again, after a while, he smiled unconsciously, and sighed to himself, "You fucking Just trust me."

He looked at the lights of the Cultural Palace in the distance, floating like fireflies under the black sky.

He didn't withdraw his hand.

What is human instinct?

Zhang Xun closed his eyes, tilted his head slightly and restrainedly, and gently pressed it against Chen Linhu's hair.

It is the desire to be loved.

In the dark night, fine white dust drifted down and landed on Zhang Xun's forehead, and the silent snow began to fall.

Chen Linhu opened his closed eyes, and his heart exploded peacefully, creating a passage that could hold Zhang Xun soundlessly.

The snow falling on the face brought a little bit of coolness, but the hands touching together under the blanket were hot, burning quietly in the snowy night.

At first, Chen Linhu rested with his eyes closed, but then he was really confused, and he didn't know which wicked person secretly fired the cannon in the distance. With a sound of "bang", Chen Linhu raised his head as if his chest had exploded.

Zhang Xun didn't have time to dodge, and the two of them hit their heads hard.

"Damn it," Zhang Xun covered himself and pulled his head halfway, "I'm really convinced, this is the second time, my brother, is there a fucking radar on your head? Catch me and smash it!"

Chen Linhu was also stunned, he frowned and rubbed his eyes and scolded: "Isn't it forbidden to fire the cannons? You scared me."

"The zebra crossing is not allowed when the red light is on. Are there few people crossing?" Zhang Xun was more frightened than Chen Linhu. He was bumped and realized how close his head was to Chen Linhu's sticker just now, "You just now Are you asleep? I don't even have the nerve to call you."

These words were somewhat self-deprecating, Zhang Xun felt a little regretful after speaking, and looked at Chen Linhu nervously.

Chen Linhu yawned as if he didn't understand: "Well, I haven't slept well these days. Is it snowing?"

"I think so," Zhang Xun heaved a sigh of relief, lifted the blanket off his body, and brushed his damp hair a few times, "Okay, it's getting late, and the snow will start to fall in a while, so hurry back."

Chen Linhu sat still.

He really didn't want to go home. The house he lived in was bigger when he was in high school, and several people had their own rooms, and he could pretend that other people didn't exist after closing the door.Now the old house is small and cramped, and he doesn't feel at ease.

Zhang Xun had already stood up, cleaned up the rubbish the two of them had made, and turned to see that Chen Linhu didn't respond: "Are you going?"

"You go first," Chen Linhu wrapped the blanket and said in a low voice, "I'll go back later."

Zhang Xun straightened up and opened his mouth.

He could see that Chen Linhu didn't want to go back, and he thought about it too. In a room that was bigger than his palm, he could hit his face when he went to the toilet, and he was so annoying.

But he didn't know whether he should tell Chen Linhu to go to his house.

Intellectually, Zhang Xun knew that it would be good to break up here, if he could break up with Chen Linhu, it would be fine if he met during the day, but he would do the same at night, Zhang Xun was really afraid that he would have a dream again.

But emotionally speaking, Zhang Xunguang felt really distressed when he thought about Chen Linhu sitting outside alone.

He frowned and tossed the empty soda can packaging bag together, the battle between heaven and man was in his mind, when he heard Chen Linhu speak again.

"Can I go to your place?" Chen Linhu asked, "It's a bit cold."

Zhang Xun's mouth was as bald as if he had grown a brain: "Then why don't you get up quickly!"

Chen Linhu laughed, jumped up from the broken sofa, and almost overturned the small table made of wooden boxes.

"Don't jump!" Zhang Xun patted him, "What time is it, the neighbors below are asleep."

After all, I couldn't help laughing.

Because it's snowing, the pile of broken sofas won't work here.The two carried the sofa again, and carried it into the corridor as quietly as possible, and then returned to the second floor.

As soon as he entered the door, Fat Mao twisted his chubby body and came over to rub Zhang Xun's calf. After rubbing, he went to Chen Linhu again, laying down on the ground and raised his belly.

"You have completely surrendered." Zhang Xun hooked his cat away with his feet helplessly, and turned to ask Chen Linhu, "Are you sleepy? You should wash and sleep first."

There was heating in the room, Chen Linhu sneezed several times before he could open his mouth, the fat cat on the ground got up in disgust, and walked away wagging its tail.

"If I told you to come down earlier, you won't come down," Zhang Xun said helplessly, "You won't jump if you're frozen like an idiot."

"It's okay." Chen Linhu rubbed his nose, remembering the last time he spent the night at Zhang Xun's house, but Zhang Xun ended up sleeping on the sofa all night, "Where do I sleep?"

Zhang Xun rummaged through the cold medicine in the cabinet and said, "Bed, what else?"

"Then where do you sleep?" Chen Linhu asked again.

Zhang Xun was stunned, and Chen Linhu came to the house in a flash of his brain, and only then did he remember the issue of bed arrangement.

Before he could answer, Chen Linhu said, "Let's sleep on the bed together, your sofa is too small."

Zhang Xun glanced at him, and met Chen Linhu who was staring at him.

Chen Linhu didn't have any expression on his face, as if it was a matter of course.

"Sure," Zhang Xun lowered his eyes, thinking a little self-deprecatingly, he really doesn't take a straight man with straight sides seriously, and it would look like something if he wanted to be more hypocritical, so he said in a casual tone, " Just don’t make a fuss when you sleep.”

Chen Linhu coughed to get rid of the itchiness in his throat.

"Take some medicine," Zhang Xun threw the medicine to him, "Take a shower, you'll be strong enough to roll around on the roof, change my clothes first."

It is very convenient to be about the same height, and there is no problem in changing clothes.Both of them took a battle bath, and Chen Linhu put on a set of underwear that Zhang Xun rarely wore as pajamas.

Chen Linhu was still sleepy on the rooftop just now, but now he went downstairs, and the hot shower could not quench his emotions.

The little sun was still turned on in the bedroom, and it had only been two or three days since Chen Linhu hadn't come. Chen Linhu felt like he was missing the room on the second floor. He stood in front of the bookshelf to see what new books had been added, and helped make the bed and change the quilt cover.

Zhang Xun was in a complicated mood, so he resigned himself to tidying up the bed, took out a set of quilt pillows, and put a small plush toy in the middle of the pillows, trying to create a gap.

"You are sleeping," Zhang Xun said to Chen Linhu, pointing to the newly taken out quilt, "If you want to fight, hit the wall. I am afraid that I will have nowhere to run if I am hammered while sleeping."

Chen Linhu let out an "oh", and rushed to his place quite obediently. Fat Mao arrived at the same time as him, squatting at the foot of the bed and squinting his eyes to examine him.

"What is this?" Chen Linhu picked up the plush toy between the two pillows and looked at it.

"I don't know if it's a dog or a wolf. I used to catch dolls." Zhang Xun turned off the overhead light, leaving only the lamp on. "Did you tell your family that you stayed here overnight?"

Chen Linhu fiddled with the plush toy with his eyes half down, feeling that the other side of the bed was sinking. Zhang Xun lifted the quilt and came up. A smell of shampoo wafted into his nostrils: "Called my grandfather."

"Uncle Chen didn't say anything else?" Zhang Xun casually searched for topics.

"I will give you a rent reduction." Chen Linhu said, "I will let you play checkers a few times next time."

Zhang Xun couldn't hold back his joy, just as he grinned, Chen Linhu turned his head to look at him.

"I'm sleepy," Chen Linhu looked at Zhang Xun and said, "Can I sleep?"

Zhang Xun nodded, then patted the quilt and shouted, "Brother Hu, come here!"

The orange cat squatting on the bed came over, rubbed its head against Zhang Xun's hand, and was pressed between the two quilts by Zhang Xun.

"Look at its figure," Zhang Xun said to Chen Linhu, "does it look like a wall?"

The author has something to say:

Brother Hu (is this Brother Hu not that Brother Hu):?

Who even changed it?it's me!God!incredible! QWQ