The boy stood in the empty corridor, except for the occasional sound of flipping papers from the crack of the door, there was almost no other sound. After entering the winter, the temperature drops day by day, and the dry and cold wind blows on the skin, making people unable to resist taking two steps back. Fu Zhiyu pulled the turtleneck sweater higher, hiding the lower half of his face in the collar, revealing only a pair of light brown eyes. Even if his frozen face was about to shed its skin, he still stood stubbornly in the air vent, occasionally putting his frozen hand to his mouth and breathing hot air.
Although Fu Zhian got good grades, he was not the first to hand in the papers. He thought he was very caring. If he wrote fast and had a high accuracy rate, it would damage the self-confidence of other students. Although Chi Yu curled his lips in disdain after hearing what he said, raised his eyebrows, and said fiercely, "You are really disgusting."
Thinking of this, Fu Zhian couldn't help but burst into laughter, and the laughter echoed in the long corridor. He pursed his lips a little embarrassedly, and turned his eyes to the window of the house again, frowning on his face. Annoyed teenager. This time he was the first to hand in the book, and he didn't even check much. After writing the last word, he picked up his schoolbag and walked out. The school exam is divided into exam rooms according to the exam results, he is in class, and Chi Yu is in class 11.
"Don't hand in the papers in advance, finish the papers."
Chi Yu waved his hand impatiently, put his hand in his pocket, turned around and entered the examination room, as if he didn't take his words seriously. But now after forty minutes, Chi Yu was still sitting in his seat, chin against the table, sighing at the densely packed English words on the paper. I don't know how much time has passed, but the people in the examination room handed in the papers one after another and walked out.
Until the bell rang, the boy sitting in the seat rubbed his hair reluctantly, but his eyes still stopped on the curled surface. His eyebrows, which were originally tangled together, suddenly stretched. He picked up the pen in his mouth, bent over to write something on the paper, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
As soon as Chi Yu opened the door, the cold wind blowing in his face made him shudder unconsciously. He closed his jacket with his eyes down, but saw clean white sneakers not far away. Looking up, he met those smiling eyes.
"when did you come?"
"Just here." Chi Yu glanced at the boy's red nose and the messy hair blown by the wind, and hummed softly.
Compared with them, Wang Xiao is obviously impatient. As early as an hour ago, he sent countless beautiful selfies in the chat group. Seeing that no one paid him any attention, he sent more than a dozen yellow emojis in a row. Then ten minutes ago, Ji Xiaoxiao kicked him out. For high school students who are at their desks every day, taking notes and writing papers, the activities that can make them ready to move aside from the sports meeting are birthdays. Whether it is their own birthday or not, as long as there is a birthday party, they are as happy as their own birthdays.
Before Fu Zhian and Chi Yu entered the private room, they could hear Wang Xiao shouting dissatisfiedly in the room through the wall: "Did these two run away? The buns are all in the stomach."
Chi Yu opened the door openly, his eyes quickly aimed at the fat man sitting opposite, and threw the schoolbag on his shoulders at him: "You motherfucker eat less."
It was probably because the cold dishes just came to the table after the exam, and the cold dishes were swept away. The girl sitting on the side raised her eyebrows, put down her chopsticks, and said slowly, "This dish is too unpalatable."
Chi Yu didn't lift his head, spit out the chicken bones in his mouth, and then said, "I don't eat and squat outside." After he finished speaking, he turned his head and poked the person beside him with his elbow: "Why did you call her here? ."
Fu Zhiyan wiped his mouth, glanced at Chi Yin with a smile on his side, and said, "Let the rich second generation experience how hard it is to live a commoner's life." Chi Yin seemed to like this very well, She raised the goblet at him and said with a smile, "The second generation of rich wishes you a happy birthday."
Wang Xiao didn't care about the spare ribs in his mouth that he hadn't swallowed, and with his mouth full of oil, he touched the box in the schoolbag behind him: "In order to show my respect to the scholar, I spent a lot of money on this gift." He wiped his mouth and walked away In the past, I stuffed the gift box into Fu Zhiyu's arms and added, "I have never bought such an expensive gift for my ex-girlfriend."
"You can get out, it's not ashamed to call someone in the anime your ex-girlfriend." Hu Yushan gave Wang Xiao a blank look, walked towards Fu Zhiyu with his schoolbag, raised his chin and opened the chain of the schoolbag, revealing the inside Stacks of thick exercises.
"This is the internal paper that my dad gave me. I didn't write a word and I gave it to you." Hu Yushan threw his schoolbag on the ground and clasped his fists: "In the future, don't forget my buddy. "
Fu Zhian just curled his lips and smiled as he watched Wang Xiao and Hu Yushan fight together until he felt the weight in his arms. The girl didn't know when she came to him, threw the box in her hand to him, looked down at him, and finally said, "Happy birthday," after holding it for a long time.
It's a watch that doesn't seem cheap. Fu Zhian didn't shirk. He smiled and looked at Ji Xiaoxiao, nodded and said softly, "Thank you." Lin Chuan, who was giving gifts behind Ji Xiaoxiao, looked a little embarrassed. He had already spent almost all of his pocket money this month, but Since you're here, you have to bring something.
Fu Zhiyu looked at the black gel pen in the palm of his hand, with four bold red characters at the end: Pass every exam.
Before he could speak, Chi Yin, who was sitting and watching, burst out laughing. She blinked at Fu Zhiyan, stood up and walked towards him. Her hands were empty, but she suddenly leaned down and whispered in his ear, "Brother-in-law, I wish you a happy birthday."
Chi Yu was far away and didn't hear it, but only saw the stretched brows and the gradually widening smile on Fu Zhi'an's face, until Chi Yin sat down again, he raised a glass to her: "You are better than your brother. ."
"I won." Chi Yin smiled and took a sip of orange juice, not looking at the dark eyes beside him. Chi Yu put down his chopsticks, poked the shoulders of the people beside him, frowned and asked, "What did she say to you?"
"It's nothing." Fu Zhian put a spoonful of cold walnut kernels into his bowl, clenched his chin and said slowly, "Eat more to make up your brain." Facing Fu Zhian's smiling face, Chi Yu only Feeling hesitant to release it, he simply put down his chopsticks and stood up, angrily joining the battle between Wang Xiao and Hu Yushan in the corner.
The two who had been scrambling into a ball quickly separated when they saw the black-faced Chi Yu, and even shook hands very friendly.
"Stop fighting?" Chi Yu rolled up the sleeves of his sweater, revealing a strong forearm line.
"Friendly match." Wang Xiao licked his lips and smiled, exchanged glances with Hu Yushan, and returned to his seat with his head down. Fu Zhiyan turned around with a smile, and waved at Chi Yu, who had a grumpy face.
"Fuck." The boy cursed in a low voice, still striding towards him mixed with anger, his drooping eyes revealing some inexplicable grievance. The tip of the black chopsticks pushed aside the walnut kernels on his plate, and then took another chopstick of bitter gourd and placed it in front of him.
"Eat some bitter gourd and reduce the fire."
Facing the boy's crooked smiling eyes, Chi Yu sneered, he turned around and raised his eyes: "If you keep doing this, do you believe that I will kill you?"
Fu Zhiyan put down his chopsticks and turned around. The knees of the two of them collided under the tablecloth. He supported his chin with one hand, and said softly with a smile, "Okay." The hostility all over his body seemed to soften suddenly. Chi Yu looked away, sighed and lowered his head to eat the bitter gourd in the bowl.
With Wang Xiao's active atmosphere, everyone was in high spirits, and before they knew it, the restaurant was closed. Wang Xiao scolded Hu Yushan, who was invincible to drink, and walked crookedly on the street. The Christmas atmosphere on the street is very strong. The Christmas tree at the entrance of the shopping mall is decorated with colorful lights, which are reflected on the faces of the couples embracing each other, which is very beautiful.
The square in the center of the street was frighteningly crowded. With his proud figure, Wang Xiao opened the way for others, and he forcibly opened up an open space for them in the middle. Five minutes before midnight, the square was full of couples waiting for Christmas. Fu Zhian glanced at Chi Yu, who was beside him, and asked in a low voice, "Sleepy?"
Chi Yu didn't look at him, just pursed his lips unhappily, turned his head to one side and muttered, "No."
“5,4,3,2,1…”
"Merry Christmas!"
In the crowded square, there were noisy but tidy shouts, mixed with the sound of a few fireworks rising into the sky, and the firelight in the night burst into colorful flowers. The couples around them hugged each other regardless of the cold, even if they were softly touching each other, they couldn't hide the corners of their lips. Chi Yu stared at the sky of fireworks and the kissing couple with a wooden face. The hand hanging by his side was suddenly clenched, and he separated his fisted fingers little by little until the ten fingers intersected.
No one seemed to notice that the two teenagers who looked up at the night were clasping their shoulders more and more tightly, as well as their hands that were clenching tighter and tighter under their coats.
They didn't release their hands until the crowd gradually dispersed. Wang Xiao took a taxi to see the drunk Hu Yushan, and Chi Yu entrusted Ji Xiaoxiao and Chi Yin to Lin Chuan. He took out a few red notes from his wallet and stuffed them into Lin Chuan's hand: "Don't take the black car." When everyone left, Fu Zhian wanted to hold Chi Yu's hand, but was avoided.
Chi Yu just glanced at him, then reached out to stop a taxi, opened the door, and got in by himself, without giving him a look. The back seat is very spacious, but the boy is huddled against the door, leaving only the back of his bulging head.
"Where are you going?" The driver looked back through the rearview mirror. Just as he was about to speak, he heard the boy beside him say in a bad tone, "Public Security Family Home." After saying this, he turned his head again. Fu Zhian didn't know where Chi Yu's inexplicable fire came from, until he got out of the car, he followed behind Chi Yu but found that the direction he was walking was not the family home.
Chi Yu finally stopped at the children's playground in the park. He pointed to the sand dunes piled up not far away, and spit out two words without emotion: "Go up." Walking in one direction, Fu Zhian walked under the dunes and looked up, it was not too high. The smooth fine sand drilled into the shoes along the ankle, Fu Zhiyu didn't care, and climbed up with a little effort.
Almost at the same time, there were several loud noises not far away, and several fireworks exploded in the sky, but Fu Zhiyu didn't take a closer look. His eyes all fell under the firelight, the young man who ran to him panting, the wind blew his fine forehead hair, revealing deep and shining eyebrows, he was dizzy when he saw it. The boy climbed up three times and two times and stood beside him, gasping for several breaths.
"I watched two fireworks today." Fu Zhiyan smiled and looked at the light blooming in the sky.
"It's different." The boy said suddenly, slowly speaking, "Others are for Christmas, I am for you."
"And what I bought is much more expensive than theirs." Chi Yu turned his head and met the young man's flaming eyes, he held up his mobile phone and said seriously, "Although it has been twenty-eight minutes, I still have to say it. "
"Fu Zhiyu, happy birthday."
Fireworks adorned the night sky, and the two people standing on the sand dunes first held hands and then kissed. Their breaths were intertwined, and their skin was hot and the corners of their lips were itchy. There is a throbbing in the chest that can't be covered by the loud noise, and there are also murmurs mixed in the roar, softly and clearly saying that I love you.
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