After Zhou Siming left that day, he didn't come back, and he didn't come back to stay at night. Si Tu cleaned up his room, and Gong Qi asked in a low voice, "Will he come back?"
Si Tu thought about it seriously, and said, "Yes."
Xing Yan said: "No."
Si Tu thought about it again, then shook his head and said, "I don't know."
Han Xiaogong quarreled with him for half the night, and the next day everything seemed to be normal, and he ate a lot. It was hard to imagine that he was the one who quarreled so fiercely with Zhou Siming at night. But occasionally when he was not talking, he was also in a daze, with his feet on the sofa, his chin resting on his bent knees, his eyes fixed on one point, a little straight.
Qin Fang sat next to him, Han Xiaogong glanced at him and smiled, Qin Fang also smiled, and didn't speak to him.
"I usually don't let others sit next to me when I haven't slept well, because it's ugly." Han Xiaogong said after a while.
Qin Fang shook his head with a smile: "It's too much... the boy's eyes. I don't know if there is a difference. If there are, I can't tell."
Han Xiaogong nodded and said, "That's why I didn't kick you out."
Qin Fang sat with him for a long time, and they didn't talk about anything. Later, Xing Yan asked Qin Fang to go out together. Before Qin Fang left, he lightly pressed Han Xiaogong's shoulder.
Han Xiaogong laughed and said: "You guys who are warm and straight with sunshine are really attractive."
Qin Fang raised his eyebrows and said, "Someone broke it."
Han Xiaogong said: "You weren't that straight in the first place, and if people don't break with you, you will be the same in the end."
After he finished speaking, Qin Fang didn't speak any more, and went out with Xing Yan, which made sense after thinking about it. He used to chase after little girls a lot, and talked a lot about short-term love affairs, but it was true that he was never that excited. Compared with the present, those in the past really didn't feel like being in love, and they didn't have any emotional impulse.
Qin Fang was carrying a bunch of things in his hand, and Xing Yan took him by bike, and finally went to an orphanage.
Xing Yan parked the door outside the courtyard, the two registered at the door, and the guard let them in.
A group of children were playing in a mess in the yard. Seeing them coming in, all eyes fell on them. Most of them were timid, but there was curiosity in their eyes.
Qin Fang asked: "Do you want to share it with them?"
"No." Xing Yan said, "Outsiders can't give them things directly, and they don't dare to ask for them. They have to go through the courtyard."
Qin Fang nodded and said, "It's safer this way."
The dean is an old woman who looks to be in her sixties. She is small and thin, but she looks healthy and walks vigorously. Seeing that Xing Yan was talking to him very kindly, he also asked a few others, how Si Tu was doing, and how Zhou Siming and Han Xiaogong were doing well. I also asked who Qin Fang was, and Xing Yan said he was his friend. The mother-in-law looked up at Qin Fang, patted his arm and said, "Okay, okay."
Xing Yan chatted with her for a while, put down his things, and left a wad of cash, which should be ten thousand.
Qin Fang didn't know that he was coming to the orphanage. He was used to not asking Xing Yan where to go in advance, so he didn't make any preparations. He only left all the cash in his wallet, although it was not much.
When they left, there were children behind them standing at the door and watching quietly. Qin Fang sat in the car and smiled at them. A little girl also smiled at him. Her eyes were very simple, and her smile was pure.
The two of them didn't go back directly, but went out to buy something by the way. In fact, Qin Fang did not expect Xing Yan to go to the orphanage, which was very surprising. After contacting him for such a long time, he always felt that the people living in the small building were... how to describe it, a little cold, except for Si Tu, they were not warm-hearted people. They compare. None of them looked like someone who could go to an orphanage.
While walking shopping together, Xing Yan said: "When we were young, the director would visit us on New Year's Day, give us something to eat, and give us lucky money."
Qin Fang sighed, "Grandma is so kind."
"Yeah." Xing Yan nodded, "Every year when the Chinese New Year is approaching, Si Tu will send things and money."
Qin Fang asked: "Then why doesn't he go by himself?"
Xing Yan said: "He never goes, usually Zhou Siming and I take turns to go."
Qin Fang reached out and grabbed Xing Yan's wrist, and Xing Yan shook his hand lightly. They seemed to like these tender gestures very much. Qin Fang said: "I feel like I discovered something different about you today."
Xing Yan turned his head to look at him and asked, "What am I like in normal times?"
Qin Fang didn't answer, just shook his head with a smile.
Xing Yan said softly: "Selfish, dark, and indifferent, this is me."
Qin lowered his consciousness and frowned: "No."
Xing Yan didn't continue talking, took Qin Fang's hand, and didn't let go after that, just walked with him calmly in the crowd. The two held each other's palms together, carrying each other's warmth.
When shopping, Qin Fang also bought two red short-sleeves. They were very simple and had a small logo on the left chest. The color looked very festive. Qin Fang didn't have a fixed style in his clothes, he would wear any style, anyway, what to wear depends on his face. But Xing Yan refused such things, saying that he didn't want them and wouldn't wear them.
Qin Fang ignored him and bought it anyway: "It's Chinese New Year, I have to wear it."
"No." Xing Yan shook his head without hesitation, looking very cold.
The shop assistant smiled and said, "It's Chinese New Year, it doesn't matter if you wear red."
"If you didn't buy two red jackets, you escaped," Qin Fang said to Xing Yan with a smile while waiting for the clerk to issue an invoice. "Last year, Huatong bought a red down jacket."
Xing Yan said, "It's better to kill me."
Qin Fang laughed, and the clerk couldn't help laughing either.
Xing Yan still wore that dress after all.
Qin Fang put it on early in the morning on New Year's Eve. This relatively heavy color Qin Fang's face can hold up, and he looks handsome in anything, but this skin color...is not very friendly.
In fact, Qin Fang is not particularly dark, just normal wheat color, but it is definitely not white. This color picks up the skin, white people look whiter, and if they are not white, they look darker.
When Xing Yan opened his eyes, Qin Fang had finished tidying up. He was a handsome young man. When he saw Xing Yan opened his eyes, he came over and bent over and kissed Xing Yan on the lips.
Xing Yan said "Oh", frowned, covered his head with a blanket, and still hasn't woken up.
He is usually the kind of person who is calm and restrained when he looks at it. Occasionally, such a somewhat incongruous contrast can make Qin Fang fascinated. Qin Dafang's heart tingled with love in the morning, grabbed the thin blanket covering Xing Yan's head, lifted it, and kissed him on the mouth again.
The handsome boy who just washed up, with the vigor of the morning, the fresh smell of facial cleanser and the mint smell of toothpaste, is very attractive.
Xing Yan let him kiss his mouth, closed his eyes and raised his arms around Qin Fang's neck to tear him off. The single bed made a protesting wooden "creaking" sound.
- "Hey, I'm wearing shoes." Qin Fang smiled and smashed on Xing Yan's bed, with half of his body pressed against Xing Yan.
Xing Yan doesn't care about that, and has no intention of letting go. He hadn't woken up too much yet, his body was dry and warm, and it was very comfortable when his skin was touching. Qin Fang then adjusted his posture, lying on his side with half of his legs stretched out of the bed.
Xing Yan buried his face behind Qin Fang's neck, breathing a faint and fresh fragrance. Xing Yan pressed against his neck, his voice still hoarse: "Take off your shoes."
With an indulgent smile on his face, Qin Fang took off his shoes and put his legs back. Xing Yan still wrapped his neck around his neck with one hand, and clasped his lower abdomen with the other. A pose that completely clasps the person in his arms.
This is actually the first time the two of them have been lying on the same bed since they were together. They used to lie down a lot when they were brothers, but never again after they were not brothers. Lying like this now, all the pores and nerves in my body are actually a little bit tense, but it is extremely comfortable, it is very comfortable to be so close, and it is also very comfortable to hug like this.
Qin Fang has never been hugged like this before. In fact, this posture is very... weak, the posture of a weak person being protected. But Qin Fang didn't want to move, he liked it very much. The back is attached to the person, and at the same time, the fragile neck is surrounded by people. These make men feel dangerous instinctively, and at the same time, they are fatally attractive to him.
Xing Yan's breath was sprayed on Qin Fang's neck, and his face was still gently rubbing against Qin Fang's neck as if there was nothing there. Every time he felt Xing Yan's breath and contact, Qin Fang's heart tightened slightly and hurt , like a spasm at the apex of the heart.
This kind of small silent movement and warm touch suddenly makes people feel like two silent animals sticking together quietly, then touching each other's fluffy faces intimately, and then gently facing each other mouth.
Xing Yan hugged Qin Fang like this for a long time, then when Qin Fang wanted to move, Xing Yan suddenly pressed against the back of his neck and said, "Don't push your waist back."
"For—" Qin Fang shut up as soon as he said a word.
The hand that Xing Yan placed on his stomach lightly scratched, and said in a low voice: "...don't ask silly and sweet questions, Brother Fang."
"Don't ask any more." Qin Fang's breathing became a little light, and a little messy.
Xing Yan was very careful not to touch Qin Fang's legs, and they had been together for many days, and Xing Yan had never embarrassed or embarrassed Qin Fang in this regard. He controls his pace very well, and occasionally teases him with a little joke, but he doesn't really show anything.
Now his two arms clasping Qin Fang are burning Qin Fang's skin surface with scorching heat. In fact, who is better than the other? Qin Fang closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing for a long time.
Because of this very comfortable hug, it gave me a good start to the whole day, and my mood was always up.
After Xing Yan got up, he changed his clothes in front of Qin Fang. The red clothes were put on his body, and the exposed arms and neck could even see faint blue blood vessels. They were fair and delicate, but the better things were, the more people wanted to destroy them. Looks like I want to take a bite.
Qin Fang also said honestly: "I want to bite."
Xing Yan raised his eyebrows, pointed to his neck, and motioned for him to bite.
Qin Fang just kissed his veins.
They went out of the room one after the other.
Si Tu and Gong Qi made a mess of window grilles and door grilles, and waited for a while to paste them everywhere.
"You guys are so red," Gong Qi said with a smile, "Two Fuwas."
"Add you." Gong Qi also wore a red dress, Qin Fang said to her.
Xing Yan went to the bathroom, and Qin Fang went upstairs to call Han Xiaogong, how to sleep during the Chinese New Year. Zhou Siming didn't come back last night, and Han Xiaogong was the only one upstairs, and he didn't close the door.
Qin Fang stood by the door and knocked, but Han Xiaogong didn't move and closed his eyes: "Who is it?"
"Don't go to sleep, it's a bit like Chinese New Year." Qin Fang said with a smile.
"Do you have such a sense of ritual during Chinese New Year?" Han Xiaogong said lying down with his eyes still closed.
"Hurry up," Qin Fang knocked on the door again, "Get up."
Han Xiaogong turned his head and looked over, seeing Qin Fang's red short sleeves, he couldn't help laughing: "You have a sense of ceremony too."
After speaking, he sat up, yawned, then lifted the quilt and got out of bed directly.
The man slept in only shorts and nothing on his upper body. Also very white and thin, with a great figure. He came down just like that, and his reaction from getting up in the morning was quite obvious, stepping on his slippers to go to the bathroom, Qin Fang made way for him.
I usually feel that Han Xiaogong applies a mask to wipe his face or something, and his long hair always makes it easy for people who are not familiar with him to blur his gender. But seeing him sleeping heroically now, he suddenly became down-to-earth.
When Han Xiaogong finished packing, Qin Fang and Xing Yan were sitting together waiting to eat. The breakfast was made by Si Tu. Han Xiaogong went to sit down and said to Xing Yan: "Your boyfriend just went upstairs to see me naked."
"Do you know what it means to have a heart like still water?" Qin Fang said blankly, "Now I have a hundred naked men in front of my eyes, and I don't feel the least bit disturbed."
Han Xiaogong smiled and said, "That's not necessarily true."
Qin Fang looked at him, Han Xiaogong turned his chin to Xing Yan, and said, "Are you also calm about this?"
"That doesn't count," Qin Fang lowered his head and smiled, "...he doesn't count."
Han Xiaogong snorted and served himself a bowl of porridge.
The New Year's atmosphere in this house was unexpectedly strong, there were flowers on the windows and doors, and even one on Xing Yan's motorcycle. Han Xiaogong looked at the red paper posted everywhere and complained that it was too dirty. In fact, everyone thought it was dirty, but he still insisted. In the afternoon, Xing Yan played the harmonica for a while in the yard, and Qin Fang sat beside him to watch.
These two people dressed like the two dolls next to the God of Wealth, and Han Xiaogong took a photo of them. Flower garden, red bricks, old courtyard walls, and two handsome boys, this picture looks harmonious and beautiful.
Si Tu and Gong Qi also cooked the dinner, and the other three could do whatever they could to help. But what was surprising was that Zhou Siming came back in the evening with wine.
No one was surprised that he was back, everyone went their own way, and no one even greeted him, just like every day. Qin Fang also agreed with them tacitly, without showing anything special.
Zhou Siming wasn't irritable either, he just went upstairs with nothing but silence.
The meal was busy from morning to night, and sixteen dishes were forced to be placed on the table. Han Xiaogong took two more photos of the table. He took photos of everyone this day, some alone, some with others.
They drank baijiu today, but Qin Fang really didn't dare pour it down. His little amount is barely enough to drink some beer, and he can drink more in one gulp. Xing Yan went to get him two bottles of beer and put them by his feet, Qin Fang asked him, "Are you going to wait for the New Year's Eve tonight?"
Xing Yan said: "If you drink too much, you can't wait. Do you want to wait?"
Qin Fang thought for a while and said, "It doesn't matter. I can wake you up when you drink too much and it's almost time."
Xing Yan smiled, nodded and said, "Okay."
There were six people at this table, and Qin Fang was the last one to join in. He first raised his glass and said, "I'm very happy to celebrate the new year with you. The process of getting to know you is too funny, so I won't say much, but thank you." He looked at Xingyan and didn't say anything to him alone , but there are still many things in the eyes, and the "thank you" is because I finally got to know Xing Yan. Afterwards, he glanced at Si Tu and Gong Qi again, and said to them with a smile, "Thanks for your hard work, Chef."
Everyone else drank his wine with a smile, Zhou Siming didn't smile, but drank it too.
Today's Zhou Siming was rare and peaceful, not as irritable as usual, and not as mean-spirited as before. Maybe it's because the previous quarrel with Han Xiaogong stopped him, or maybe it's because someone else paid the debt for him, which made him sluggish. He is the only restless element on this table, as long as he stops, everything will stop.
They all drank a lot of wine, except for the beer that Qin Fang and Gong Qi drank, the original four in the small building were all white. The lamp in the yard was replaced with a high-wattage bulb, which illuminated the night very brightly.
Xing Yan didn't show much drinking, and he didn't seem to have changed much. When others were talking, he would look for Qin Fang's hand under the table, and if he couldn't find it, he would put his hand on his leg and squeeze it without any sexual meaning, as if he were playing with it. Qin let him pinch, and reached out to catch him when it got itchy, rubbing his palm to signal to stop making trouble.
Zhou Siming drank the most, and he was indeed drunk.
He smiled self-deprecatingly, and then said, "I never regarded you as brothers."
The others looked at him, and Zhou Siming continued: "Every one of you, sometimes I am annoyed and disgusted, every one of you."
Han Xiaogong said: "That's a coincidence."
Zhou Siming lowered his head and spoke without looking at anyone, and slowly said: "Xing Yan pretends to be aggressive, with eyes on the top of his head, forcing the king alone.
"Mr. Si Tu acts like a good old man, hypocritical. People like us, who are good people, are not fucking good at all.
"Han Xiaogong... I can't get used to seeing anywhere from head to toe, and it annoys me when I talk. Trouble is a big trouble to live.
"I hate that I live with you, but I have to continue. My roots grow here, and a few rotten roots are squeezed together to protect each other from the wind and rain."
He took a sip of wine, was silent for a while, and continued: "But you all live better than me, relying on appearance, talent, and brain... Those with bad grades are so rich if they sell their faces, and those with bad bodies are so rich. The virtuous ones can still make songs, the bad tempered ones have a goddamn brain, I don’t have anything, I have the same roots, and then I’m too tired to keep up with you, as tired as a dog .”
Si Tu said, "You're not bad at all."
"Yes, I'm not bad." Zhou Siming laughed a few times, "I study until two o'clock, and I go to bed at ten o'clock. I'm fucking tired and vomiting blood, and I'm thirty points less than others in the easy exam. I'm really not bad , but that’s about it.”
Zhou Siming talked a lot that day and scolded all these people, but no one spoke back to him. Xing Yan and Qin were holding hands under the table, Qin was drawing in Xing Yan's palm, and Xing Yan opened his palm to let him do it, occasionally scratching his fingers.
At the end of Zhou Siming's scolding, he didn't know whether he was scolding or drinking, his eyes were covered with red spots. He later said: "How could I borrow money from you? It's like slashing my face with a knife. Then I will owe you forever. You will always be my savior. I could barely be equal. I took your money. I have to kneel and be grateful.”
He took a deep breath and said, "So I really hate you guys. I hate that you all have an easier life than me. I hate that you take money for me and make me kneel forever. But I also know that in the end, only With this result, it’s useless for me to struggle.”
After he finished speaking, he drank the wine in the glass, his eyes were a little straight: "I have never liked you since I met you. I hate you for living a good life, but I hope you have a good life... So people How contradictory it must be."
Apart from swearing, this was the first time Qin Fang heard him talk so much, and he really drank too much. What he said was distorted, but people couldn't hate it.
After he finished all these, Han Xiaogong opened his mouth. He said lightly: "It's not unfair to give you money. I grew up after your ass. You have protected me for so many years, and I don't feel like I have to kneel down." Thanks to you."
Zhou Siming didn't speak any more, just shook his head silently.
The sound of firecrackers outside began to blare intensively. Their side is the outskirts of the city, so there are no restrictions. The fireworks in the distance and near exploded one after another, and this kind of excitement will last until the early hours of the morning.
Alcohol made people sleepy, or maybe it was the previous topic that made people silent, but no one said anything at the dinner table.
Later, Si Tu stood up and said, "You guys wait until the New Year's Eve. I'm sleepy. I'm going to sleep."
Gong Qi also stood up: "I'm sleepy too."
Before returning to the room, Si Tu gave out red envelopes to everyone, one for each person, impartial. Zhou Siming also picked it up, and Si Tu pressed his head and said, "You don't hate us as much as you think."
Zhou Siming didn't speak, the red envelope was clutched in his hand, and he didn't look up.
After Si Tu handed out the red envelopes, he turned to leave. At this moment, someone knocked open the door. Everyone was startled. Zhou Siming subconsciously stood up and grabbed a wine bottle.
— "New, new happy new year! So many people..."
The guy who bumped in was holding a large bouquet of roses, dressed very trendy, not big looking, and quite handsome.
Zhou Siming frowned, with a bad look on his face: "Who are you?"
"I'm looking for someone." The boy turned his eyes back and forth on the faces of several people, and finally settled on Han Xiaogong's face. He walked over and handed flowers to him, "Happy New Year."
He probably came running here, and he was still panting for words.
Everyone turned their attention to Han Xiaogong again, but Han Xiaogong didn't look very happy, and even frowned. He pushed the flower away and said, "I don't like it."
"Then what do you like?" The boy hugged the flower and just said, "I'll buy you what you like."
All this came a bit suddenly, and these people were taken aback for a while.
Si Tu was already sleepy, so he didn't stay long when he saw this, and went back to sleep. Gong Qi also went to bed. Not to mention Zhou Siming, he went upstairs without saying a word.
Han Xiaogong and that boy were left, as well as Qin Fang and Xing Yan.
Qin Fang said "Happy New Year" to them, and then went in with Xing Yan.
I don't know what happened to the two people left outside, they are both adults, so there is no need to worry about these, and in Qin Fang's opinion, Han Xiaogong's level is too high, and he cannot suffer.
When the two of them took a shower and came out, the people outside were no longer there, and I don't know whether they went back to the room or went out.
Xing Yan doesn't talk much every time after drinking, like a quiet child. Qin Fang smiled and asked him if he was sleepy, Xing Yan shook his head.
Qin Fang said that then wait until the New Year's Eve. After sitting for a while, Xing Yan suddenly stood up and grabbed Qin Fang's wrist, and led him out. The two stepped on the ladder to the roof.
This was the first time Qin Fang came up, and there were actually two broken sofas on the roof. Xing Yan said that it was placed by Si Tu before, and Si Tu especially liked to sit on the roof for a few years.
Qin Fang thought it was very fresh. The roof is not dirty, it rains often and is washed clean. On the flat concrete floor, Xing Yan found a random place to sit down.
Qin Fang sat next to him, and the two of them leaned back, looking at the sky and the stars.
Later, Xing Yan hugged him, and Qin Fang followed his strength and lay down, pillowing Xing Yan's leg. Xing Yan also lay down.
Lying on a high place, the only thing that can be seen is the galaxy. When the two of them go out to play, they often lie together and watch the stars like this, but now lying on the roof is still different from being on the grass in the wild.
Xing Yan touched Qin Fang's head, and gently scraped his scalp with his fingertips.
Qin Fang grabbed his hand and kissed his palm.
Xing Yan took his chin in a circle, and then gently touched his lips with his thumb. Qin Fang opened his mouth and bit his finger.
Qin Fang asked him: "Are you happy with me? If you are happy, I will tell you a secret."
Xing Yan touched his lips, smiled slightly, and said: "I have lived so many years, today is the happiest."