During that time, no matter what Yang Lei did outside, returning to that small building was his happiest thing.
Yang Lei has been in there since he can remember. The small building, which is beautiful and mysterious in the eyes of outsiders, has no feeling in his eyes. But now, he feels that this small building and this garden have never been so beautiful.
Because there are people he likes, people he loves, people he wants to see all the time. Even the whole building has a halo.
This is the magic of love.
Under the careful care of Aunt Zhang and several elders, Fang Yu recovered quickly. Originally, his body was in good shape, and he was young. With the constant supply of delicious supplements every day, Fang Yu's complexion was better than before the injury.
Fang Yu also liked it here. Especially the families here.
When he lived here, he chatted, talked, and helped them with Aunt Zhang and Uncle Wang. He was very diligent in his hands and feet. After his legs and feet were better and he was able to walk freely, the house for the physical labor of the several elderly families downstairs was almost all covered. How could these elders let him do it, they all let him go back upstairs to support him, but he couldn’t get out of the house. Yu, once I turned around, the floor had been mopped, and another light bulb that had not been installed for a long time was also installed.
"It's okay! I want to be active too!" Fang Yu said with a smile.
Aunt Zhang and Uncle Wang, all the old people felt that this young man was kind-hearted and capable, and liked Fang Yu very much. Few young people have the patience and are willing to chat with the old man, listen to the old man's nagging, but they can't take care of their own play, but Fang Yu has it. Fang Yu can help with work diligently, chat with the elderly, and make several elderly people happy.
This is also Fang Yu's ability. likable.
Yang Lei especially likes to see Fang Yu and Aunt Zhang happy together. I especially like Aunt Zhang's constant praise of Fang Yu.
He has a feeling of bringing his daughter-in-law home.
Of course, he didn't dare to say this if he was killed.
"Xiaoyu, don't leave, be my son!" Aunt Zhang really likes Fang Yu, and she can't bear to leave Fang Yu.
"If you don't dislike it, I will be your son in the future. Godmother!" Fang Yu was unequivocal.
"Ai!" Zhang Ma quickly agreed, overjoyed.
Yang Lei folded his arms beside him and smiled.
There was a special warmth and contentment in his heart.
Hua Mao and Lao Liang knew that Fang Yu lived here to recover from injuries. When they came to find Fang Yu, Fang Yu told them not to enter the door and wait at the street corner far away.
These brothers are all five-year-old and three-thick, with strong tattoos. A dozen or 20 people stand together, and they all look like they are going to kill people. Fang Yu is afraid of scaring the old people, so every time he finds an excuse to go out, when he arrives Meet them on the street.
The area of Gulin Road has always been a high-ranking area. This kind of scene of underworld thugs gathering together with such a literary and petty bourgeoisie style Xiaoyang Building on Linyin Road is called an out of place, how weird and weird it is.
Yang Lei found out later that it was all right, just let them in, and I brought Li San and the others too.
Fang Yu was right, they had to scare the godmother like that.
Until Master Liu was picking up a large piece of waste grass in the courtyard, and Fang Yu helped him get it, Master Liu beat his sore waist and sighed and said that it would take more than half a month to finish this large piece of grass.
Fang Yu didn't speak at the time, and eight or nine clean young men came in the afternoon, and when they entered the door, they said with smiles on their faces, "Uncle, we'll help you weed out."
Hua Mao and Lao Liang, who are used to stabbing people with knives, sticks, and spears, these gangster leaders who are famous in Jianghai, that afternoon, all of them were wearing fat blue and white sweatpants. Yu gave them the standard attire, and those who went to school in those days knew that the shocking blue and white striped sweatpants of this symbol poisoned the youthful figure of a generation of teenagers. A few people are dressed more elegantly than each other, like students in an experimental middle school. Lao Liang even put on a pair of glasses on his nose, and the cat also hid his long hair in his hat. He smiled and spoke softly. "Hello", "please", "thank you", "it's okay", there are more three good students than the three good students. One by one, they buried their heads and worked hard to pull the weeds like the primary school students were cleaning the contracted area. This powerful fighting force, it didn't take a while to get rid of that one. The large area of wasteland was all settled. Master Liu was so excited that he thanked him repeatedly and shouted that he wanted to keep the "students" for dinner.
It was hard to say this, and several people's faces turned green.
Fang Yu stopped laughing beside him, laughing so hard that he wanted to smash the wall.
Master Liu went up and grabbed Lao Liang's hand.
"Son, how tall are you?"
"Uh... senior year..."
Lao Liang hesitated and pushed his glasses desperately.
"Humanities and sciences?"
"...wen...literary..." Lao Liang sweated down.
"The liberal arts are good. When you look at your glasses, you are very knowledgeable!"
"… "
Lao Liang ran away.
"It's all living Lei Feng!" Master Liu stood at the door and looked at the "students" who stepped on the motorcycle and ran away, and was always excited.
"Oh my mother, it's more tiring than cutting people!" After riding around the corner, Lao Liang dropped his glasses and sighed to the sky...
Yang Lei was afraid that Fang Yu would be bored in the building, so he brought him a guitar.
That day, Yang Lei opened the iron gate and entered the courtyard, where he saw Fang Yu sitting under the wisteria trellis and playing the guitar.
There is a long corridor outside the small building, the corridor is full of wisteria, flowers and vines, layer upon layer, like purple clouds. Fang Yu sat under the flower stand, playing the piano, the song "Love Song 1990", tapping the rhythm with his feet and plucking the chords while playing.
Yang Lei went crazy when he saw this picture.
The golden red light of the sunset gently enveloped this quiet courtyard, with green grass and flowers like a dream. In the dream, there was a person playing an old love song.
For many years, this scene has been deeply entangled in Yang Lei's heart and entered his dream.
Yang Lei walked over gently from behind. Although Fang Yu was very attentive, he had many years of fighting experience and was very alert to the sound of approaching behind him. As soon as Fang Yu turned around, Yang Lei put his arm around his back and put his whole body on it. .
"You're back?" Fang Yu was used to Yang Lei's clinginess. Yang Lei is so sticky to him.
"Keep playing." Yang Lei hugged him and didn't let go.
"Come here. Do you remember how to play?" Fang Yu stood up and handed the guitar to Yang Lei.
Yang Lei hasn't played the guitar for a long time. He sat down and plucked the guitar, Fang Yu leaned against the flower stand opposite and watched, Yang Lei raised his face and smiled at Fang Yu who was standing looking at him while playing.
Fang Yu smoked a cigarette and smiled at him. The setting sun hit Fang Yu's face, calm and handsome.
Yang Lei hasn't played for a long time, he really forgot, and after a few bars, he became rusty.
"Forget this paragraph, you can teach me again." Yang Lei said.
Fang Yu pointed out a few words, Yang Lei said that you were demonstrating, Fang Yu took the cigarette out and put it in his hand, and circled over Yang Lei's back, and played a few paragraphs as a demonstration.
In this posture, Fang Yu had to bend over, lower his head, and put his left hand holding the cigarette on Yang Lei's shoulder. Yang Lei seemed to be in his arms.
Yang Lei looked at Fang Yu's fingers playing the qin, and his mind was already absent-minded. He leaned his back back, leaned into Fang Yu's arms, and pressed against Fang Yu's broad chest.
Fang Yu felt it too. Fang Yu was silent, but did not leave.
The two of them stood there quietly, not speaking to each other.
Yang Lei felt the warmth of his back, felt the warmth of Fang Yu's breathing in his ears, and heard his heartbeat. He looked at Fang Yu's fingers slowly plucking the strings, his heart beat faster and faster, and his hand suddenly went up, grabbing Fang Yu's hand.
In two or three seconds of stillness, Yang Lei slowly took Fang Yu's hand into his palm.
At this moment, Aunt Zhang came over from behind.
"Xiao Lei! Xiaoyu! It's time to eat!"
Aunt Zhang's voice made the two separate at once.
"...Oh! It's here!" Yang Lei was a little flustered.
He glanced at Fang Yu, who had already walked towards the small building.
"… "
Yang Lei also walked in...
On the balcony at night, two people sit and smoke.
"It's almost time for me to go back." Fang Yu said.
Yang Lei was taken aback.
"Why? Is it bad to live here?"
"No. I'm almost better. I'm here to make trouble for the godmother and the others."
Fang Yu said.
"What trouble are you talking about, don't you know that they want you not to leave?"
This is the truth, the old people are all in love with Fang Yu.
"Besides, your injury hasn't been healed yet, and the swollen pieces haven't gone away."
"How can it be so delicate."
Fang Yu has never suffered.
"It used to be much more powerful than this. At that time, without you and without a godmother, I would have survived by lying down on my own."
It was over by then. But Fang-woo has never received such care. He was grateful, grateful from the bottom of his heart.
"… "
When Yang Lei thought that Fang Yu was injured in the past, he could only endure in that lonely house alone, and he didn't even have anyone to take care of, and he felt uncomfortable. For someone like Fang Yu who doesn't talk about suffering, how did he get through it
Yang Lei was very distressed.
"Stop talking nonsense, you live here forever, don't go anywhere."
"Fuck, can I live here forever?"
Fang Yu is joking.
"Live forever!"
Yang Lei said that there is no meaning to joke at all.
Fang Yu looked at him and stopped talking.
Yang Lei looked at Fang Yu, who was silent in the night, and became anxious.
He has made a decision not to drag Fang Yu into the water and let Fang Yu go down this dark road.
But he couldn't control himself.
How many heroes and heroes from ancient times to the present can't escape love, how can one self-control when a love word goes deep
Yang Lei stared at Fang Yu for a while, then put out the cigarette butt, approached him, got very close, reached out and lightly rubbed a wound on Fang Yu's shoulder.
"...Does it still hurt?" Yang Lei's voice was a little hoarse.
"It's okay." Fang Yu replied.
Yang Lei stopped talking, he hugged Fang Yu and started to touch him.
"I want to do it."
Yang Lei whispered three words in Fang Yu's ear.
Yang Lei has endured it for a long time.
Since Fang Yu was injured, Yang Lei has been restrained. Seeing Fang Yu's injury, he has to force it down no matter how much fire he has.
After finally waiting until now, Yang Lei couldn't bear it any longer.
Yang Lei didn't want to think about the tangled question of whether to say or not to confess or not to confess. Youth, impulsiveness, passion, a brain filled with male hormones, he wants to possess and get. He hoped that Fang Yu would be the same as him, don't think about anything, don't care about anything, just share with him this secret that only belongs to each other, the most intimate secret between two men, they have to share for a lifetime...
That night, Fang Yu was a little crazy.
Contradictory and crazy.
On the bed, Yang Lei was worried about Fang Yu's injury and had little room to fight. Fang Yu was in complete control of him, and he was willing to be controlled by Fang Yu.
They hugged each other tightly and swayed, Fang Yu kissed his body hard, Fang Yu's lips were warm and bitter, sucking on his body, leaving red marks, and Yang Lei even felt pain, but it made him Excruciating pain. Fang Yu's movements were too big, the old-fashioned carved bed also vibrated, and even the old-fashioned floor was making noise. Fang Yu gasped and slowed down. Yang Lei knew what he was worried about, and he put his arms around Fang Yu's neck. Saying in his ear that it's okay, no one lives in the room downstairs... Fang Yu picked him up and pushed him hard against the wall...
Yang Lei and Fang Yu were just as crazy and depressed.
When Fang Yu's hot liquid was sprayed on his lower abdomen, when Yang Lei trembled and released the eruption, he tightly hugged Fang Yu's neck, and he whispered Fang Yu in Fang Yu's ear with a trembling voice! He held Fang Yu's earlobe hard and kissed his neck, he wanted to shout out that I like you! I fucking love you! …
Yang Lei even had the urge to cry...
When everything subsided, Yang Lei lay quietly beside Fang Yu.
They didn't speak, but their hearts were the same dazed and depressed...