God of danger

He is a crispy skin today, there is nothing wrong with just half a bed board.

Guan Jie is just not sure whether his absence at night belongs to the category of running away from home.

"You don't want to go home," Guan Jie leaned more and more towards the head of the bed, hooked his right hand to grab the toilet paper tube to wipe his hands, "Have you agreed with your parents?"

He had his legs pressed down by himself, and it was very difficult to arch this way. Lu Rong walked near the water tower, reached out to grab the paper tube, and pulled two knots for him: "It's done."

Guan Jie pinched the paper and crumpled it into a ball, rubbing his oily fingers inside, wondering what they said, but seeing that he had been depressed for a long time, he was still in the position of taking care of his emotions , without asking immediately.

Just knowing that his parents know about it, he can be the master of the house at will.

Guan Jie nodded his head and said, "Yes, yes, yes, that is, can you stand up on this leg, I want to go down."

Lu Rongxing was already lifting his leg, and asked casually, "What are you doing down here?"

Guan Jie joked with him, and shook his legs twice against the pressure: "Go down and sit on the bench, you're pressing my leg so hard, it won't be numb after a while."

Hearing this, Lu Rongxing felt like a dove. He raised his head from the pillow with his elbows propped up, stepped on the ground with his left foot, and picked Guan Jie's hind ankle with his right leg, ready to let Guan Jie press him down.

From the perspective of the mechanical structure, he presses Guan Jie for a long-distance overlap, while Guan Jie presses him for a short-distance pick. It is indeed easier and more reasonable for him to be a "support".

Guan Jie saw that one of his feet was on the ground, thinking that he was making room for himself, but who knew that his leg would be suspended in the next second.

Lu Rongxing was really at the bottom of his IQ, he took his joke seriously, Guan Jie quickly went back and sat up straight, laughed and said: "You can't do it like this, I still want to go down, I'm taking out the trash, hurry up, give up your seat. "

Only then did Lu Rongxing leave a gap that was one and a half wide at the end of the bed, and at the same time made a gesture of throwing his left hand outward, and said with a smile: "If you throw away garbage, you have to go down to throw it away. You used to throw away like this." Is it?"

He used to do this a lot when he was a child. In the year when the winter was the coldest, he asked Li Aili if he could sleep in the quilt and eat. Li Aili said yes, and asked him to drink the northwest wind.

Guan Jie slipped down through the gap, and said vicissitudes of life: "My mother used to change my bed sheet once a week, but now I don't have to change it anymore. Don't you have to be more particular?"

In fact, he just talked about it, and now he throws it away. The life of a student dog is short, and eating on the bed is a kind of instant pleasure. He will pick it up when he throws it down.

However, there are a lot of crumbs in this rice cooker bag, and it is easy to spill it if you throw it casually, and he has to sweep it again.

Lu Rongxing is a neighbor who can see through his soul, and the torture hits the nail on the head, but his tone is very gentle: "Why are you still eating in bed?"

Guan Jie wandered around in the dormitory, first went to the trash can on the middle bed to contribute a meager contribution, and then went to the bathroom to wash his hands, his expression was a bit of a rogue, but he was not annoying.

"I'm also very particular about what I eat," he said ignorant of his conscience, "Make sure not a single drop of salt is spilled on the bed, so you can lie down at ease, my bed is very clean."

It was a big sun in the city yesterday, so he pulled out the bedding and quilt to dry in the sun. The ultraviolet sterilization was equivalent to washing them once, and he had only slept for a day. If they are not clean, I am sorry for the sun.

Lu Rongxing didn't mean that, but he didn't explain anything else. He said "OK", removed the roll paper and the villa on the inner corner of the bed, pulled the pillow there, and basically slept on the diagonal.

Guan Jie's pillows are the same as his, they are all bought by the mothers at home, and they go to the street to buy them together.

Wang Yang doesn't know cotton or polyester, but Li Aili is an expert. Her only hobby is buying bedding and wool. She is very willing to buy these things. The things she buys are very comfortable. There is a difference.

As soon as Lu Rongxing lay down here, he felt no different from his bed at school, his body and mind were immediately emptied, and a drowsy tiredness welled up faintly.

Ever since Guan Jie started to engage in chemical competitions, he has been taught by Brother Ming that he has a handwashing habit, and he wants to wash his hands no matter what he does.

While washing, he picked a wooden splinter against the water flow, but he couldn't squeeze it out and quickly gave up. He rubbed his hands on the towel and pretended to be dry. When he came out, he saw Lu Rongxing lying dry without a quilt, as if he was afraid that he would not catch a cold.

Guan Jie didn't have much confidence in his physique, so he couldn't see it, so he leaned over and lowered his upper body, got into the space of his bed, and pulled the quilt to cover him from neck to legs.

Lu Rongxing lay down and looked at him, his eyes could only be half-opened, his eyelids and eyelids were motionless, and he looked straight, in Guan Jie's eyes, he was in a sleepy and dull state.

He quickly covered most of Lu Rongxing's body, then punched the bulging place twice, supported the quilt and asked him, "Are you sleepy? Take off your shoes and go to sleep."

The spread quilt slightly stirred the surrounding air, Lu Rongxing felt a gust of wind blowing on his face, but it was not cold, the weight he was accustomed to pressed on his body, and then it seemed to be permeable, vaguely and mysteriously transmitted to His heart went.

He had read a lot of books, and he did have some ink in his chest, but Lu Rongxing couldn't describe the feeling in his consciousness at the moment.

The changes and reversals at home made his thoughts very active today. To put it bluntly, he thought too much.

Covering the quilt is an unusual little gesture, but who will cover the quilt for whom, the elders for the younger, and the lovers for each other?So who is Guan Jie as his?

It was the snot-nosed child he watched growing up, the dog skin plaster behind him, his flying little brother, and a comfort that he subconsciously approached when he was sad.

For a long time, Lu Rongxing felt that he was covering him, but this quilt, together with today's experiment and puzzles, created a new impression in his heart one after another, that is, Guan Jie is no longer just a jump. Take off the careless boy.

He has become a boy who can take care of others, and in time he will become a man.

Hearing his question, Lu Rongxing's eyes moved slightly, the focus was pulled back from his distraction, and he looked carefully at his face.

He never thought before that Guan Jie would grow up like this, not in terms of appearance, but in character and appearance. This kind of considerate and gentle posture was placed on his face that has grown a lot and his eyes have calmed down a lot. Always make Lu Rongxing a little strange.

But this strangeness was not born in an alien land, it was bred in the fertile soil of curiosity and comfort, which caused Lu Rongxing to be at a loss and look forward to it.

He couldn't help but couldn't imagine what Guan Jie, who was about to grow into a man, would look like.

In "Pride and Prejudice", Elizabeth asked Darcy when she began to fall in love with her. Darcy said he couldn't tell exactly when, he said he fell in love very early but found out very late .

Perhaps for Lu Rongxing and Guan Jie, their love is also one of the thousands of states of love.

Lu Rongxing was a little unmotivated, but he didn't want to sleep at this moment, he usually wouldn't say such words to confirm other people's intentions, as long as he knew it in his heart, he would appreciate it.

But the current atmosphere made him want to say that he enjoyed the way Guan Jie cared about him, and was a little greedy, wanting to see or hear more.

"Not sleepy," Lu Rongxing said half-heartedly, then pulled out his left hand from his pocket, stretched out the quilt and patted it on the bed, "Come here, let's have a heart-to-heart talk."

He is really a clear stream in the frustrated party that Guan Jie has seen.

For example, Brother Feng was broken in love and kicked his legs on the bed crying. His sister was upset and wouldn't let him into the bedroom. Only Lu Rongxing would take the initiative to ask for a heart-to-heart talk.

Guan Jie couldn't wish for it, so he immediately sat on the spot where he was taking pictures. In order to face Lu Rongxing, he even bent his right leg and pressed it horizontally on the bed, kicked his left leg straight on the ground, and said boldly in a sitting posture: "Come on, What are you talking about? You start first."

Lu Rongxing's face turned to this side at a small angle, he looked at Guan Jie and was silent for two seconds, then suddenly smiled: "Let's talk about you first."

Guan Jie became ten feet tall in a second, confused and said, "Talk about me? What can I talk about?"

He thought he was talking about you, brother.

Lu Rongxing's brows and eyes slowly opened, and Guan Jie was so happy that he couldn't understand it. He said, "Talk about whether you are a magpie's mouth. Everything you said today hits the mark."

Guan Jie had only heard of Crow's Mouth, and he was amused at first, and said with a straight face, "You just realized that this God is such a spirit."

While putting gold on his face, Guan Jie's mind was also racing.

He said a lot of things today, most of them were rambling nonsense to divert Lu Rongxing's attention.

There are not many things that can make him show this expression, and without any IQ, Guan Jie can't compete. He quickly passed through today's experience. The emphasis is on family.

Guan Jie unconsciously pressed his body forward, and tentatively said, "Is it... related to Uncle Jianxin?"

Lu Rongxing lowered his eyes, with mixed feelings in his heart: "Well, what you said is right, he called me just now, and I asked him. My dad said that he knew that I was not his own. He and my mother are the first The place where we met for the first time was at the door of the abortion operating room."

Guan Jie heard a sudden "click" in his heart, and was taken aback by the unexpected "flow of people".

He didn't know why Wang Yang went there back then, but this word made Guan Jie feel a sense of loss.

Just as Lu Rongxing couldn't imagine him in the future, he couldn't imagine the past without Lu Rongxing completely.

The ordinary and smooth growing years gave Guan Jie an illusion that everything he had and experienced was taken for granted.

Until this word startled him and made him realize that there are countless variables in life, one of which was called Lu Rongxing.

Lu Rongxing was still talking about the simple story Lu Jianxin told him, from why Wang Yang became a single mother, to when they got married in the village, they moved into the grain courtyard to start a new life.

However, the more Guan Jie listened, the more his back felt chills. He felt empty in his hands, and wanted to grab something to dispel this terrible assumption.

But Lu Rongxing's whole body was covered under the quilt, Guan Jie licked his lower lip, and silently reached out to grab a lock of his hair.

Lu Rongxing cared more about Lu Jianxin's right to know than the crisis that he was almost expelled. After all, he has lived to such an age, and it is nothing to worry about those past crises.

I said these just to prove that Lu Jianxin's words were well-founded, and after he had finished speaking, he believed them, and there was a slight tugging feeling in his head, as well as a very low "欻欻" sound.

His own hands were all under the quilt, and there were no ghosts in the room, so the only one pulling him was Guan Jie.

Lu Rongxing lay still and glanced at him: "What are you doing with your right hand?"

Guan Jie pinched his hair and rubbed it back and forth on his fingers, but he couldn't hear the movement of the hair rubbing, and sighed from the bottom of his heart: "It's nothing, ah, Uncle Jianxin is so kind, he is really kind to you and Aunt Wang." Nothing to say, don't you think?"

Lu Rongxing felt that he was deliberately emphasizing it for himself, and seconded solemnly: "I think."

Guan Jie stopped rubbing, grabbed his hair as if washing and massaging, and said, "Now you can rest assured, are you going to sleep or not? Take off your shoes if you are sleeping, and go out to eat if you are not sleeping."

Lu Rongxing was a little sleepy and asked, "Are you hungry?"

Guan Jie still had the salty taste of crispy rice on his lips. He licked it and said, "I'm not hungry. I just ate a bunch of snacks. Go to sleep. I'll rub my socks. After rubbing, I'll go next door to play cards. If you don't see me when you get up, Just look for me on both sides."

After speaking, he patted the quilt on Lu Rongxing's chest three times, and then slipped out of bed.

Lu Rongxing felt that his smooth movements were a bit like a fucking child, so he laughed dumbfounded for a while, sat up under the quilt, took off his shoes, coat and scarf, and finally fell asleep this time.

With the burden on his mind relieved, Lu Rongxing fell asleep quickly. Before he became unconscious, he heard Guan Jie pouring water from behind through a door frame without a door.

There was a rushing sound of water, as if he wasn't particularly worried about his sleeping appearance, Lu Rongxing smiled half asleep, and went to repair his brain cells.

Guan Jie originally only planned to wash two pairs of socks, but in the middle of the washing, he felt that he was not in a hurry, so he washed the autumn clothes and jeans in one go.

After washing, he came out to collect the ponytail, and directly met Lu Rongxing's face turned sideways.

This guy was really sleepy and crazy, he was already asleep, his legs were curled up under the quilt, half of his face was not covered by the fluffy pillow, his lips were thin and his nose was high, he was a peaceful handsome guy again.

Guan Jie's distress was still time-limited, and he wanted to touch his hair or face, but he was concerned about waking him up, so he picked up the ponytail, went out lightly and closed the door behind him.

In the dormitory on the left, there were two homeboys who couldn't walk. Guan Jie joined them and formed a grass-roots team of Fighting the Landlords.

He kept fighting until it was dark, and he became a landlord in 9 games and a farmer in 21 games, and Lu Rongxing still hadn't woken up.

Guan Jie was a little hungry, and didn't bother to go back to quarrel with him, so he bought a bag of instant noodles next door, and borrowed a copy of Legend of the Ancients to flip through it halfway through, before Lu Rongxing's figure emerged from the door.

"It's so late," Lu Rongxing rubbed his eyes flat with his fingers, and squinted to see Guan Jie in other people's dormitories, "Why didn't you call me? Are you hungry?"

He just woke up, his hair was a little messy, and his voice was hoarse, as if it could echo in the eardrum.

Guan Jie's emphasis was completely wrong, and he felt that his voice sounded strange, so he closed the magazine and stood up with a playful smile: "Hungry, the me standing in front of you now is not me, but my soul."

Lu Rongxing listened to his nonsense, waited for him to come over, put his arm on his shoulder and went downstairs.

It was almost 8:[-] now, and the small restaurants in front of the school were closed. Lu Rongxing stopped a taxi, called the food street, and ordered a spicy hot pot that was served quickly.

Guan Jie likes to eat sea prawns, Lu Rongxing felt that he was hungry today, so he picked up all the prawns into his bowl.

After eating Guan Jie was so salty, the two of them wandered from one end of the food street to the other, bought two cups of kumquat tea at the beverage store, then strolled to the park, and saw a large number of colorful windmills strung with thread , spinning continuously in the evening wind.

Walking out of the park, the two took a taxi back by the side of the road. Tonight was destined not to be suitable for night chats. Most of the roommates came back, but luckily they had already finished talking in the afternoon.

Guan Jie borrowed the hot water bottle from the boss, and carried it to the cafeteria with Lu Rongxing to fetch hot water. After receiving the hot water, the two of them huddled together in a washbasin and footbasin, cleaned up their head and face, and climbed onto the bed one after another. .

A roommate told Guan Jie to sleep in the boss's bed because the two of them were sleeping together.

Guan Jie pulled the button on the outside of the zipper of the padded jacket and said, "Do you sleep inside or outside?"

Lu Rongxing was afraid that he would squeeze him down: "Let's go outside."

Guan Jie was the host and guest, and sat inside, laughing while taking off his clothes, feeling like he was back when he was a child.

Lu Rongxing also had a similar feeling, but it was different, because the way he looked at Guan Jie was not as natural as before.

Guan Jie tore off two layers of sweater at once, threw it at the end of the bed and got under the quilt, pulling the quilt with both hands to suppress the wind.

Lu Rongxing was still taking off his sweater slowly, seeing that his sweater was in a mess, he reached out and straightened it into two for him, and then went on to take off his own.

Guan Jie didn't know good people, so he wrapped himself in the quilt and urged: "Hurry up, brother, are you going to take off until tomorrow, isn't it cold?"

"It's cold." Lu Rongxing took off the last layer, spread it to his feet, and slipped in while pressing Guan Jie's quilt.

The two of them were lying on their sides facing each other, and the distance between their faces was less than ten centimeters. From a visual point of view, they were crowded, but fortunately, everyone was not ugly, and they could stand the test from a close look.

Guan Jie's nature is a bit caring. Seeing him lying down, he immediately passed the upper hand around his neck, and groped behind him, which he couldn't see, to see if his side was covered and whether the quilt was enough. .

He has a cold, Guan Jie dare not be careless.

Lu Rongxing sprayed his breath on his face, and felt his hands arching back and forth on the back of his neck. In fact, he was not ticklish, but he felt a constriction in his heart that was so strong that it was almost dodge.

So he pulled Guan Jie's hand from his neck, pressed his fingers to the bed board and said: "Just take care of your own quilt, go to sleep."

Guan Jie's hand was cold from his touch, and he pulled his hand into his armpit, and warned at the same time: "If you touch me, I will hit you."

Lu Rongxing felt that his body was very warm, so he shook his shoulders and said in compromise, "No you."

Guan Jie saw him laughing, and somehow he was also infected. He smiled and said, "Laughing fart."

However, during the long night when the lights were turned off, he couldn't laugh a little bit, because the quilt that had been dried and a hot-blooded young man was equivalent to being so hot that it was smoking.

Guan Jie was afraid of the heat, and was so dry that he couldn't sleep. His arms and legs managed to break out of the encirclement, and then he protruded. Woke up with a start, and came to catch him sleepily and cover him up.

Guan Jie was so hot that he was dazed, and the last thing he thought about before falling asleep was to never sleep with Lu Rongxing again.