The projector in the movie theater is always stuck, and there will be three or four faults after a movie. Once the picture is blacked out, the room can't be seen.
A few social youths in the front row frantically slapped the bench under their buttocks as if they had bumped into something great, and shouted excitedly: "Yo ho! No more! Money back, money back!"
"Return what!" There was an angry roar from the door, and the auntie administrator came in, using a flashlight to shine a light on the faces of the noisy young people, "It's you guys who are messing up the water again, stop making noise! Just fix it!"
The administrator's aunt turned on the incandescent lamp in the room, Wen Ai was blinded by the light and closed her eyes, with a smile on her lips all the time.
Yue Xiao looked at him sideways for a while, and couldn't help asking softly, "What are you laughing at?"
Wen Ai glanced at him with a smile in his eyes, pointed to the young man in the front row who was messing around with his aunt, patted the chair like them, and whispered in Yue Xiao's ear: "It's so funny."
Yue Xiao hooked the corners of his lips: "Then I also yell a few times?"
"Don't." Wen Ai grabbed his arm, "What are you mixing, isn't it embarrassing?"
Yue Xiao: "I just want to make you happy."
Wen Ai retracted his hand: "Rare."
The administrator's mother squatted in front of the projector with her back to the auditorium and worked for a long time, talking about how poor the theater was, and the second-hand goods she bought were so broken that they couldn't be used. Several young people in society discussed going to other places and planned to leave.
A few people acted rudely. When they stood up together, they pushed their butts back hard, and the three-meter-long bench directly leaned towards Wen Ai. Yue Xiao swiftly grasped Wen Ai's waist with his left hand, and led him to slide to the right, which prevented him from being squeezed into a cake shape by the back of the chair in front.
Yue Xiao lowered his face, stretched out his hand and pushed on the back of the chair, the bench made creaking noises on the ground, and when it returned to its original position, it knocked those young people so that they bent their knees.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." These young people were just pretending to be in their outfits, and now they immediately gave up, and they all nodded and bowed to apologize, shaking the gold chains around their necks.
Yue Xiao waved his hand: "Be careful next time."
The young people hurried away.
Wen Ai was still leaning in Yue Xiao's arms, looking up at him: "You are so straight-faced... Let me think about it... you have the majesty of a soldier, you scare away even the little hooligans!"
Yue Xiao smiled and lowered his head. He was about to speak, but when he met Wen Ai's face so close, he couldn't make a sound.
The two were too close, even their breathing was entangled, Wen Ai stared blankly at Yue Xiao, completely dumbfounded by the sudden ambiguity.
Yue Xiao's eyes fell on Wen Ai's pink lips, his heart throbbed for a while, and he tightened his hands around Wen Ai's waist.
The two lips are getting closer and closer, and the breath is getting tighter and tighter——
"Finally alive!" Aunt's loud voice broke the ambiguous atmosphere between the two of them, Wen Ai hurriedly pushed Yue Xiao away and turned back to sit upright, lowering her head and not daring to look aside.
The auntie administrator turned off the lights and left, and the movie continued where it left off. Chow Yun-fat, with his back hair, was still joking, but until the end of the movie, there was no more laughter in the room.
After coming out of the movie theater, Yue Xiao took Wen Ai and sat in the hot-boiled mutton shop, Wen Ai buried his head in eating the meat, his forehead was almost dipped in sesame sauce. Yue Xiao tried to stir up the topic, but Wen Ai just huh-huh perfunctory, after changing the topic several times, Yue Xiao stopped talking, and silently helped him cook the vegetables.
The dinner table was peaceful, but the system in Wen Ai's mind had been blown up, and it had been blowing up since halftime in the movie theater until now.
System: "Did he want to kiss you just now? Huh? Bend? How the hell is this bent?!"
Wen Ai: "Xiao Gongju doesn't even swear..."
The system roared: "Am I just a public judge? Don't compare me with those public goods!"
Wen Ai sighed: "It's useless for you to lose your temper at me, you will get angry at whoever bends you."
The system snorted coldly: "Still pretending to be innocent with me? Why didn't you hide just now?"
Wen Ai felt guilty: "I... didn't react, why didn't you remind me just now?"
The system also faltered now: "... I'm stuck."
Wen Ai almost laughed out loud: "You can't even get rid of snakes anymore?"
The system's indifferent face: "No FUCK to say."
The system might have been pissed off, so it didn't continue to blame Wen Ai, and it didn't reappear until the meal was almost over: "I went to Baidu just now, the male lead may not really want to kiss you, It's just because I got too close, so I just kissed it by the way, there is no other meaning."
The system concluded: "It is entirely possible that he is still straight, and everything is still within the scope of the plot."
It was not only comforting himself, but also comforting Wen Ai.
But Wen Ai was not comforted at all, because when Yue Xiao kissed him, he really didn't want to run away...
Not good.
Neither of them mentioned anything about the movie theater and how they should live their lives, but Wen Ai could feel that there had been a change between them. When they got along, there would always be inadvertent ambiguity, a look, a movement, and even each other A note left behind may make them experience heart palpitations.
In the third year of high school, there was a lot of study pressure. Every time Wen Ai and Yue Xiao went home on weekends, An's mother would cook a large table of dishes to nourish them.
"Come on, brother, eat a chicken leg." Mother An put a chicken leg in the Wenai bowl, and then tore the other leg of the roast chicken to Yue Xiao, "Brother, get one too."
"Thank you, Mom. But—" Yue Xiao gave Wen Ai the chicken leg, "Junyun is working harder, so give him more."
Wen Ai looked at the two big chicken legs in the bowl, raised his head, and met Yue Xiao's doting eyes, his heart trembled, and he quickly lowered his head.
An's father, An's mother, knew nothing about the undercurrent surging between the two sons.
Halfway through the meal, Father An asked Yue Xiao: "You boy, are you really determined to join the army?"
Yue Xiao nodded: "If you can't pass the college entrance examination, if you want to get ahead, you can only go to the army and try your best."
"The army is indeed a place to train people." Father An patted him on the shoulder, "My son has courage, and he will be able to achieve great things in the future!"
"I just don't know how much hardship I have to endure in the army." An's mother touched Yue Xiao's head distressedly, and then turned to Wen Ai, "Where's my brother? Have you decided which university to go to?"
Wen Ai glanced at Yue Xiao, and said a university in the north: "The economics major there is not bad, and I haven't seen snow before, I want to experience it."
An's mother sighed: "My son is too big to stay."
In the summer of 1996, Wen Ai was admitted to the northern university as he wished. Although the country just abolished the graduation allocation system, but these days, those who have studied in university are still high-achieving students, and they will not worry about finding a job when they come out.
Yue Xiao successfully passed the medical examination of the conscription office, and when he went to receive his enlistment notice, he learned from the conscription office that he was assigned to a certain military region in the north.
Yue Xiao smiled all the way back home, because his army base is in the same province as Wen Ai's university.
The recruits reported to start school a few days earlier than Wen Ai, and they were picked up by the army. An's father drove the family of four to the train station in a car. After entering the platform, there were recruits in military uniforms and people who came to see them off. dependents.
Wen Ai looked at them, and felt that Yue Xiao wore the military uniform the best. He was 1.9 meters tall, with broad and flat shoulders, and a belt tied around his waist, forming a perfect inverted triangle. Moreover, Yue Xiao's thick eyebrows, big eyes and regular facial features, complemented by his straight military uniform, gave him a heroic appearance.
"Dad, give it to me." Yue Xiao stopped in front of the door of a carriage and took the luggage from Father An's hand, "It's almost time, you guys go back."
"Hey." Mother An held back her tears all the way, and now she finally hugged Yue Xiao and cried, "I don't know when we will see each other again... Mom can't bear you..."
Yue Xiao patted An's mother on the back distressedly: "Don't be sad, the army allows you to make phone calls, and I will chat with you when the time comes."
Father An pulled An's mother out of Yue Xiao's arms: "You mother, don't cry your son's military uniform wet."
An's mother cried and hugged An's father: "I can't bear it... This is my son..."
Father An was also a little moved, pinched Yue Xiao's shoulder, patted Yue Xiao several times before saying: "You are a man now, you must be strong, you must be able to handle things, and perform well in the army!"
Yue Xiao solemnly said: "I will, don't worry."
Children travel thousands of miles, which parent does not worry? The eyes of those who saw him off were basically red, and they told their children over and over again.
An's father, An's mother and Yue Xiao said a few more words, An's mother's tears finally stopped.
Father An pushed Wen Ai towards Yue Xiao: "Go, say goodbye to your brother."
Wen Ai didn't talk to Yue Xiao all the way here. She didn't want to, but she was a little... afraid to say it.
Same now.
Wen Ai looked up at Yue Xiao, and Yue Xiao also looked down at him, his eyes were as gentle and pampering as ever.
In the end, it was Yue Xiao who spoke first: "Take care of yourself when I'm not around."
Wen Ai's throat choked, as if an egg had been stuck, it swelled so painfully.
He took off the necklace he had worn for eight years, and hung it on Yue Xiao's neck on tiptoe: "Don't lose it."
Yue Xiao clenched the little bamboo horse hanging on his chest into his fist, and before he could speak, an instructor next to him came over and pointed at his neck: "Pick it off, the troops are not allowed to wear these ropes and chains!"
"yes."
Yue Xiao took off the necklace, carefully put it into the small pocket on the left chest, and patted it lightly when talking to Wen Ai: "It will not be lost or damaged, you will check it yourself next time we meet. "
Wen Ai lowered his head: "Yes."
"Get on the train, get on the train—" Several instructors on the platform began to urge the recruits who were still reluctant to part with their families, "If you can't even catch the train, why don't you join the army!"
Wen Ai finally panicked.
He raised his head in horror, grabbed Yue Xiao's clothes with both hands, his voice trembling: "Are you leaving..."
"Well, I'm leaving." Yue Xiao looked at Wen Ai's reddened nose, and suddenly remembered Wen Ai's pitiful little face when they met for the first time.
"Woo..." Wen Ai gripped Yue Xiao's clothes even tighter, "Don't... I..."
Yue Xiao felt sorry for him, couldn't bear it, and even wanted to stay like this, but in the end he held Wen Ai's hand and tore off his clothes: "Don't cry, my heart aches."
There were not many green uniforms in the surrounding crowd, and the recruits all got on the train.
Yue Xiao squeezed Wen Ai's hand, nodded to An's father and An's mother, picked up his luggage and walked into the entrance of the carriage.