In Yeqin's past memory, there was no memorable experience.
Luo Qiuling was not in good health. After Ye Qin entered elementary school, she couldn't hold him anymore. She could only bend down to give him a hug when Ye Qin came home from school. As for Ye Jinxiang, he was busy with business all day long and couldn't get home, and he rarely had a good face when he came back, especially after reading Ye Qin's report card, it was too late to scold him, so how could he be in the mood to get close to him.
So Ye Qin, who was lying on Cheng Feichi's back, was a little cautious, he didn't know where to put his hands, and draped his shoulders vainly, and the temperature coming through the thin T-shirt made him feel hot again.
Cheng Feichi seemed to be aware of his nervousness, and dragged his thigh to lift him up: "Hold on to me, don't let go."
Ye Qin hurriedly put his arms around his neck, and his legs couldn't help but clamped tightly, like a koala holding a tree trunk for fear of falling.
Climbing two more floors, Cheng Feichi's steady footsteps made Ye Qin's tense body gradually relax, he took a breath, and finally he was able to speak properly. I wanted to ask Cheng Feichi if he was tired and if he wanted to take a break, but what he said was: "Why are you so proficient? Have you memorized many people?"
I still can't forget that Cheng Feichi was liked by many people, and there is a strong sense of crisis hidden in his subconscious.
Cheng Feichi's steps were even and his panting was not heavy, so he seemed to be able to do a job with ease. He said as he walked, "In addition to my mother, I also carried the grandfather downstairs. For a while, his legs and feet were inconvenient, and there was no one at home. I just helped for a few days."
The explanation was so clear and frank that Ye Qin couldn't find an entry point even if he wanted to make use of it. He pursed his lips and muttered, "Thank you for your help."
"You don't need to say thank you," Cheng Feichi said, "reporting you is what I should do, not help."
It took Ye Qin a long time to realize that Cheng Feichi meant to treat him as his own family member and put him in the same position as his mother. For a moment, he had mixed feelings in his heart, feeling both sweet and slightly uncomfortable.
He still didn't know what the name of this discomfort was, he only knew that he wanted to give Cheng Feichi something, and couldn't wait to give something.
Ye Qin kicked his leg: "Hey, you haven't told me yet, you want to hear what I call you."
"As long as it's not 'hello,' it's fine."
"It's all fine." Ye Qin kicked his leg again, "You don't like calling you names and 'Teacher Cheng'. Do you think I can't see it?"
Unexpectedly, this little guy was quite observant, Cheng Feichi smiled, and turned a corner: "I think what that auntie said just now is not bad."
Yeqin climbed the last five floors by himself. The ten-story building was too high, he was afraid that Cheng Feichi would be hurt by tossing, and there would be no stretcher for the next time he encountered this situation.
When I got to the door of the house and took the key to open the door, there was a flash in front of my eyes, and the corridor light was on. The sweaty two looked at each other at the same time, and then grinned in unison.
After taking a shower, Ye Qin lay down on the bed in Cheng Feichi's room to write a quiz. He was not here for two and a half days, and Teacher Cheng was not lazy at all. The number of questions he had saved was only a lot. Ye Qin scratched his head and scratched his head, rolled from bed to under bed, and crawled to the kitchen refrigerator to get ice cream, trying to stimulate the potential of his brain.
The shape of the ice cream that had been melted once was not very good, so Yeqin ate it with a spoon. I deviated from my purpose while eating, took a bite by myself, and stuffed a bite into Teacher Cheng's mouth.
Although Mr. Cheng is strict, he is still a good teacher who is considerate of students. In view of Ye's excessive physical exertion today, let him save half of it to write tomorrow.
Ye Qin jumped up, thinking that the ice cream "bribe" would work, ran to the kitchen and warmed up a glass of milk for Mr. Cheng, and brought it to him, saying that there were only two glasses at home, one was broken, and now they had to drink it together One cup.
Cheng Feichi didn't know the little girl in his heart. After drinking the milk, he urged him to go to bed. Ye Qin refused to leave, and couldn't say those two words. On Cheng Feichi's bed, he jumped up and lay down.
The explanation for this move is also sufficient: "I'm afraid of the dark, what if the power goes out again later?"
It wasn't until Cheng Feichi was lying on the other side that he wondered about Ye Qin's intentions. Could it be that in the eyes of this little guy, living together is not considered cohabitation without sharing the same bed
Yeqin hadn't shared a bed with anyone for many years, he was so fresh that he couldn't sleep, and he was a little weirdly nervous. After tossing and baking the cake for a while, he turned to poke Cheng Feichi's shoulder, and asked in a drawn-out voice, "Sleep-did-did-?"
Cheng Feichi used to sleep on the right side, so he was poked and moved his head to the left. Ye Qin immediately pressed his fingers against his back to prevent him from turning around: "Don't move."
Cheng Feichi stopped moving.
Ye Qin licked his lips, opened his mouth, closed it again, and so on. Counting seventeen years ago, there has never been a moment where he was so entangled as he is now. He has been doing mental construction since he was still climbing the stairs. After a few hours, it is still difficult to talk about it.
Cheng Feichi turned his back to him and asked, "What's the matter?"
Ye Qin covered the lower half of his face with a blanket, and mumbled a few words, but Cheng Feichi couldn't hear clearly, and asked, "What?"
Ye Qin closed his eyes, lifted the blanket, and said quickly, "Good night, brother."
After finishing speaking, he was about to put the blanket over his head and pretend to be asleep, Cheng Feichi turned around with lightning speed, and stopped Ye Qin's hand before he hid in.
Ye Qin had nowhere to hide, his face became hot from Cheng Feichi's hot gaze, he closed his eyes and said in embarrassment: "Sleeping, why are you—"
The next sound was lost in a sudden kiss.
The kisses that Cheng Feichi took the initiative in were all soft and long, like a gentle breeze and drizzle, they were limited to the communication between the lips and teeth, never taking a step closer. It seems that self-restraint and restraint in accepting gifts can actually cause much damage, only Yeqin, the person involved, knows.
After the kiss, Ye Qin was basically a useless person, he couldn't use his nose and mouth well enough, and he was gasping in Cheng Feichi's arms with limp hands and feet, which was more tiring than climbing two 19th floors.
Because Ye Qin was afraid of the dark, the bedside lamp was turned on. Cheng Feichi could clearly see his rosy white face, and his wet eyes. The thick eyelashes were covered with fine drops of water, trembling with his breathing. .
This made Cheng Feichi think of cats again. Ye Qin looked like a cat when he opened his teeth and claws, and now he looks like a cat when he is well-behaved.
He raised his hand and rubbed Ye Qin's fluffy and soft hair: "Good night, Ye Xiaoruan."
In the past, the summer vacation had only one meaning for Yeqin—staying at home.
In the past, he either stayed at home, or stayed in a hotel in a resort, or in Liu Yangfan's clubhouse, and he only went to shopping malls, movie theaters and other places for entertainment. In short, making him move is harder than climbing to the sky. Zhou Feng often said that his skin is so white because he is bored indoors all day long.
The difference in this year's summer vacation is that I changed to a different place to stay at home two days a week, and spent the rest of the time in the apartment in Jiayuan Community.
Occasionally, when I go to the supermarket to buy something, I don’t like the sun, and I don’t want to use an umbrella or apply sunscreen. Once at noon, I didn’t want to eat snacks and ran out to buy cakes. I waited in line for 20 minutes, and when I was full, I started thinking about it again. I thought about leading a net for the apartment. After listening to the directions pointed out by passers-by, I walked a few roads under the sun. I found the business hall on the street.
The net was caught, and not long after I came back, I found that my body was sunburned, and all the skin that was not covered by clothes had a frightening red spot. At night, he was so painful and itchy that he couldn't sleep. Cheng Feichi used a basin of cold water to squeeze a towel to wipe his body. After changing the water a few times, he was barely comfortable. When he fell asleep, he still hugged Cheng Feichi's arm and whined about the pain.
From then on, Cheng Feichi didn't let Ye Qin go out for food by himself. As long as Ye Qin is in the Jiayuan community, he will go shopping for vegetables after class in the afternoon, cook the next day's noon dishes after dinner and put them in the refrigerator, telling Ye Qin that each dish should be heated for a few minutes. At noon, he checked the post and asked Ye Qin to put the hot lunch on the table and take pictures for him, one before and one after the meal.
Ye Qin extremely regretted urging Cheng Feichi to buy a mobile phone and told him to install WeChat. How did he know it would come in handy at that time
But it's not bad if you can't replace lunch with snacks. Fresh food is always more comfortable than puffed food. The pampered Young Master Ye is happy to enjoy the treatment of having someone cook for him everywhere.
Even if the price paid for this is to do a few more small test papers.
For the competition training here, Cheng Feichi stopped all work in the urban area except tutoring. He was already good at planning and using time, and now he has much more free time than before, and has more time to urge Yeqin to study.
Occasionally play games together.
Ye Qin's little abacus is cracking, and Cheng Feichi is good at studying, but it doesn't mean he has a talent for games. I have played games for so many years, can he be as experienced as me? In this case, it would be too bad not to gamble.
As he expected, in the first few rounds, Cheng Feichi was the loser. Ye Qin won a bunch of potato chips and fudge ice cream.
Afterwards, the style of painting gradually went wrong. Cheng Feichi, who was familiar with the grip of the handle and mastered the essentials of the operation, was just like opening and hanging. The score of each game was higher than that of the next game. The system boss in Hard mode was not his opponent. Refresh the book every minute Yeqin's jaw dropped to the ground in shock.
He believed that there was an element of luck in it, so he played round after round with Cheng Feichi in disbelief, but in the end he owed a bunch of short English essays to memorize and called "brother" countless times.
So much so that when I followed Zhou Feng’s video in the United States the next day, when I was asked what I was going to eat for lunch, I said without thinking: "My brother cooked for me."
Zhou Feng on the other end was silent for a long time: "It turns out that Xueba also has this habit."
Ye Qin was so angry that he hung up the video.
Not an hour later, he dialed it again, turned the camera to let Zhou Feng see the mechanical combination Cheng Feichi made for him with Lego, and proudly introduced where is the connecting rod mechanism, where is the crank moving guide rod mechanism, and there are pulleys and gears over there. Just move it to achieve linkage effect.
Zhou Feng was dumbfounded. He started playing with this thing when he was four years old, and he can barely make a Gundam according to the blueprints. When the video came back, he put on a disdainful face again, saying that their family Yuanyuan could also make this for him.
Turning around, he picked up Liao Yifang who was already asleep from the bed, and pointed to the video for him to watch: "Yuanyuan, I want this too."
Liao Yifang touched the glasses and put them on, squinted his eyes and stared at the screen for a while, then said hesitantly: "...Then let's start with junior high school physics?"
Ye Qin was overjoyed, laughing so hard that he couldn't even hold his phone steady. Zhou Feng said unconvinced: "Cheng Xueba borrowed this to make up your lessons, and you are still laughing."
Yeqin shrugged his shoulders and said he didn't care. He could accept this kind of education that entertains and entertains, which is better than studying physics books in junior high school.
The ordinary days are mixed with just the right little surprises, which makes it easier for people to immerse themselves wholeheartedly than the lazy and decadent life.
Unknowingly, Yeqin got used to the small test papers every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, got used to the spicy taste of Cheng’s food, got used to waking up every day with an extra person next to his pillow, got used to the gentle voice every night. "Good night, Ye Xiaoruan."
He didn't realize this at first, but one day at the end of July, he spent half an afternoon typing up a bunch of drafts, planning to force Cheng Feichi to agree to continue living here for the next month, so as to train Liu The kind of strong feelings that "the sky will fall when we parted" as Yang Fan said.
Unexpectedly, I received a call from Cheng Feichi in the middle of the afternoon: "My mother is sick, and I have to go to the hospital. You can eat dinner by yourself."
Ye Qin sluggishly made a bowl of instant noodles, took a photo and sent it to Cheng Feichi. I didn't get a reply for half an hour, and I was a little worried. I changed my clothes and shoes and prepared to go out.
When I walked to the door, I felt inexplicable, what should I do when his mother is sick? Add to the chaos
Besides, that woman is Ye Jinxiang's lover.
Ye Qin kicked off his shoes and returned to the house, took a shower and lay down on the bed, suddenly felt that the 1.8 meter bed was a bit empty, rolled back and forth a few times, and fell asleep drowsily in the middle of the night.