Anning is about to go back to KFC for work on the fourth day of junior high. The third day of junior high is the last day of vacation. This morning, he and Qin Weihang slept together until the third day of the sun. No one wanted to wake up. Dazedly, he turned around and looked at Qin Weihang, who had his head covered in the quilt and only had his arms draped over the quilt. He thought that this was not bad, and closed his eyes again.
Then I had a dream. In the dream, it was the scene where he was tutoring Qin Weihang in jurisprudence. They still kept the "enter"-shaped seat, and they seemed to have suddenly crossed into this scene, occupying the place that the fashion did not know. The "peaceful" body that I have for Qin Weihang. Maybe it was a parallel universe, and everything had nothing to do with him, but he still had the idea of matching himself and Qin Weihang, so he turned from the textbook in his hand to the handsome guy beside him and said:
"Qin Weihang, I like you."
However, Qin Weihang just said "oh",
An Ning looked at Qin Weihang, who was resting on his chin with one hand and staring at the textbook without focus.
Maybe Qin Weihang in the universe he is in is like this too. They sat together for more than an hour, Qin Weihang just kept wandering, what was he thinking about, and he quickly knew the answer.
It was an hour to make up the class. After he said "let's be here today", Qin Weihang's half-drooping eyelids immediately opened, and he regained his youthful vigor, resting his hand on his chin to the desk. Let go, the diving watch slammed on the desk, which shows how relaxed and fortunate he is, he almost wrote the words "finally over" on his face and got up and said, "Then I'll go to practice the fingerboard. "
An Ning turned to Qin Weihang's back and asked unwillingly, "Did you hear what I just said?"
Qin Weihang pulled back the hem of his sweater, tucked up his sleeves, and walked under the fingerboard and said, "Well, I heard you all."
What did you hear... An Ning could not laugh or cry.
But this dream made him very satisfied. Qin Weihang is really a perfect quilt lover. He is so absent-minded that he doesn't care about other people's admiration for him at all. Anyway, there are too many people who adore him. Everyone can safely say "I like you" to him, just like the fan Xiao wants to fall in love with a star, every star will be considerate, just "sorry for not being able to respond to your love", but which fans will care about idols does not respond
Love has always belonged to me, you just have to enjoy it. The love that needs to be reciprocated is just possessiveness.
An Ning on the bed opened his eyes and saw the sun shining on the ceiling of the bedroom and the wall beside his bed, which was as bright as a midsummer evening. He turned over and saw that Qin Weihang was no longer in bed, and the quilt on the bed was well folded. , the door to the balcony was open, and the light was suddenly cut off by a figure.
Qin Weihang released the fingerboard and landed. He was really practicing the fingerboard, wearing the same thick black clover hooded sweater as in the dream, and tugging at the cuffs.
This coincidence actually made An Ning a little happy.
Then Qin Weihang stood at the balcony door, looked up at him, and said, "It's almost noon, let's go out to eat."
An Ning nodded and dressed, the two of them looked like birds going out for food together.
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Because I got up too late, I also saved breakfast and went out to solve lunch. Some restaurants have already opened on the fourth day of the first day, and Huang Qinzhen’s canteen is also open.
When passing the first cafeteria, An Ning asked Qin Weihang, "Do you want to go to Huang Qinzhen's cafeteria?" He and Qin Weihang liked to call it "Huang Qinzhen Cafeteria" after the last time. Although Xiaopang didn't like Huang Qinzhen, he actually liked it, even though he didn't like Huang Qinzhen. The girl who had spoken but smiled like Yui Aragaki was the opportunity to get to know Qin Weihang, how wonderful it is to think about it.
Qin Weihang put his hands in the pockets of his down jacket, looked at the door of the canteen, then withdrew his eyes and looked down at him, saying, "I want to eat something else."
Ha, why is it like taking a child out? An Ning suppressed a smile and nodded: "Then let's go out to eat."
It's a pity that there are some small restaurants open for business near the school, most of them are noodle restaurants. An Ning can do whatever he wants, but he doesn't know what Qin Weihang wants to eat. When passing by, he asks Qin Weihang what do you want to eat? Qin Weihang glanced at the small restaurant and said, "Look for a bright spot."
Everyone else said to find a clean place, but he asked for a bright spot.
In the end, I entered a small and bright fast food restaurant. They were not the only customers in the store, but everyone else was sitting alone. It was estimated that they were people who went to work early. Seeing that they were in a hurry, they were eating in a hurry. They were the only ones. Two people together.
In front of the ordering table, there was a white-haired grandma leaning on crutches, Qin Weihang walked behind her and waited patiently. The old man may be paying with a mobile phone that he is not used to, but An Ning suddenly heard Qin Weihang say, "Mother-in-law, you didn't place a decimal point."
The old grandmother squinted her eyes at the phone screen and said "oh", only to realize that she lost 15.5 to 155, she hurriedly turned around and said "thank you", maybe she didn't expect the boy in the back to be so tall, and still tilted his neck "Ah. "After a while, he said again: "Thank you, young man."
Qin Weihang really didn't mean to look at the other party's screen, but because the grandmother was too short, she could just swipe it, and reminded the other party to lower the phone next time.
An Ning thought that he must have seen many people's payment passwords like this. His eyes are so bright, and his eyesight is very good. Didn't he say that he wanted to be an astronaut? He must have known how to protect his eyes since he was a child. Although he is not a scholar, he has another amazing will.
The old grandmother left with two sets of fast food. Qin Weihang stepped forward and glanced at the format package marked above. An Ning leaned forward and said behind him, "Don't order mine, we make it from AA!"
Qin Weihang listened to the voice that came to the back of his neck, and nodded without looking back. After a while, he raised his fingers and scratched the back of his neck lightly, always feeling itchy.
An Ning ordered food after Qin Weihang, and Qin Weihang looked up at the price by the way. The 13-dollar Mapo tofu set meal was basically without meat. He looked back at An Ning who was waiting for the meal. Feeling his sight, he raised his head and smiled at him, Qin Weihang turned his eyes away and put his arms on the front desk.
An Ning couldn't see what he was thinking, and his eyes didn't seem to be focused, as if he was distracted when he was making up lessons in a dream.
The two ate this lunch face to face. As soon as they walked out of the restaurant, they turned around and prepared to go back to school. Qin Weihang grabbed his arm and said, "Go somewhere with me."
An Ning agreed without thinking. Today is his last day of vacation, and he doesn't want to waste it. Anyway, it is better to follow Qin Weihang, no matter where he goes, than to stay at school.
Qin Weihang took him to a dairy station. An Ning didn't expect that he actually ordered milk here. Seeing that Qin Weihang came out with two bottles of fresh milk and gave him a bottle, he took the milk and said "thank you", Qin Weihang gave him another bottle. With a smile, the bottle in his hand touched his bottle.
The sound of "ding" was like knocking on the door of his heart.
In the afternoon of the winter vacation, the two of them sat down on the flower terrace by the roadside and drank this glass of milk.
The flower terrace is facing the road. Although it is deserted during the Chinese New Year, vehicles will pass by them from time to time, and they don't have to work overtime or deal with relatives. They are busy, standing in a place that is not swept away by the torrent of time. The island feels very comfortable. An Ning thought to himself, but it was also because Qin Weihang was by his side. If he had to sit here alone, even drinking expensive red wine, he would not be happy.
He likes Qin Weihang, his bright and deep eyes, his broad and powerful back, his tallness and handsomeness, and his oversized black down jacket and orange-red hoodie, which he likes to be stacked on They look so good, I like the off?white he likes, the Air?Jordon he likes, and the YAMAHA?R1 he rides.
Now I love his milk again.
He stared at the pair of black and white canvas shoes on Qin Weihang's feet. He was in awe. Qin Weihang's feet seemed to have self-consciousness because of his stare. He retracted them shyly. Look at the owner of the feet.
Qin Weihang turned to him, looked down at the pair of black and white ALL?STARs on his feet, and said, "You step on me."
An Ning let out an "ah", thinking she had an illusion: "...Why should I step on you?"
Qin Weihang looked down at the shoes, raised the toes, and said, "This is a pair of new shoes, you have to step on them."
"Is there such a saying?" An Ning adjusted her glasses, unable to believe it.
Qin Weihang said you can search on your phone if you don't believe me
An Ning said, "Wait," and actually searched it on his mobile phone. After the search, he sighed: "There really is such a statement, and you have to step on three feet." He put down his mobile phone and aimed at Qin Weihang's canvas shoes, It looks like it's really new, so it's even worse...
Qin Weihang leaned his foot towards him and said, "step on it."
An Ning was a little confused and looked down at the soles of her shoes.
Qin Weihang gave him a funny look, then bent down and said something, but An Ning didn't hear it clearly, and the next second his body tensed up, so he watched Qin Weihang lean over and lift his left foot, placing it directly on the bottom of the canvas shoe. on the back of the shoe.
Qin Weihang's hand was on the inside of his ankle. Although he was separated by jeans, he still felt so real that he was firmly grasped by Qin Weihang's big hand.
Qin Weihang looked down at the folded feet of the two and said, "Go hard."
An Ning felt that Qin Weihang's instep was pressing against the sole of his foot, as if urging him, but he didn't dare to let out the air. He stepped on it a little harder and took his foot away, and then saw that the white toe of the Converse shoe was rubbed against it. A layer of ashes.
Qin Weihang looked up at him, his back was still slightly bent, looking helpless, then suddenly he leaned over to An Ning and said, "I'll teach you how to step on it."
An Ning was stunned to see that Qin Weihang stepped on his instep as soon as he lifted his foot. He was really powerful. After stepping down, he even ran over his instep for a while, not just stepping on the toes, but pressing him from the toes to the instep. over and over. Although it wasn't painful, he really felt that kind of pressure, the kind of pressure that Qin Weihang put part of his body weight on his feet.
The legs of the two people inadvertently folded against each other, An Ning stared at Qin Weihang with wide eyes, Qin Weihang finally moved his feet, and smiled satisfied when he saw An Ning's shoe with a shoe print.
An Ning was dazed by his smile, not knowing what happened, why Qin Weihang smiled, why he smiled so charmingly...
Didn't they just step on each other's feet
Qin Weihang asked him, "Are you comfortable?"
"what?"
Qin Weihang said, "It's very comfortable when I step on you, and I think you should be very comfortable when you step on me."
An Ning swallowed her throat, but she felt a little flustered for some reason, maybe because Qin Weihang kept looking at him.
Qin Weihang looked away, took a sip of milk, took the bottle and turned it slowly in his hand, looking at the road that was covered with sunshine and no longer flowing, and muttered: "Why, it's so comfortable..."
He seemed to be just asking himself, but An Ning's heart was rumbling, feeling that the voice was tempting him.