Yuan Yuan added: "Does the liver still hurt when running the sports meeting?"
He touched Tan Ruikang's rib far away, and Tan Ruikang said, "It doesn't hurt."
"What about here?"
"here?"
Tan Ruikang grabbed Yuan Yuan's hand and pressed it on his chest, silently watching Yuan Yuan without speaking.
Yuan Yuan looked at him sideways, and the two looked at each other for a long, long time.
He repeatedly compared in his mind the appearance of Tan Ruikang when he came to his house and the appearance of now.
Completely different.
At that time, Tan Ruikang was like a sticky piece of chewing gum, his hair was greasy, he was wearing a pair of pullbacks, and his socks had two holes.
Now he is wearing a cleanly washed shirt, with a faint pleasant smell on his neck, his hair is cut short and energetic, he wears a watch given to him by Yuanyuan, and he wears socks that cost 80 yuan a pair. Mustard, knows the bull market, can read the market, understand Cantonese, and can sing the king of K-songs.
His tie can only be worn by the far away, and when he is away from home, he is beaten like a red scarf. When he buys clothes, he only listens to the far away. .
What he buys and what he sells, only the distant knows, what he eats and what he drinks, he has the final say.
In those years, they went to school together, waited for the bus together, laughed together, soaked in the rain together, depressed and happy together, just like a dirty plasticine monkey, reborn in the distant light, in these years, he was the one who squeezed the monkey with his own hands. into such a clean and lovely appearance. This is a gift that he pinched for himself. I thought I would forget it, and just throw it away.
Looking at it now, I still can't bear it, after all, it took so much effort.
After all, besides being Tan Ruikang, he is also his brother.
It seems that from the moment he came to his house and sat on the sofa, they were doomed to be inseparable from each other and gradually integrated into each other's lives... No, it should be said in the yard of my grandfather's house... That day twenty years ago.
No matter what Zhao Guogang has done, how old or ugly, as long as he stands in the kitchen and cooks for him, he will love him far away, and so does Tan Ruikang.
His words and deeds, every move, every part of his soul, has a distant imprint.
Every inch of plasticine that makes up this big monkey, whether on the outside or inside, has been imprinted with distant fingerprints.
Yuan Yuan said: "I may have loved you a little bit at that time. I always like to prank you and make you embarrassed."
Tan Ruikang raised his eyes to watch the clip on TV again. Ten years ago, he hugged Yuan Yuan and beat him desperately with joy.
"I love you." Yuan Yuan whispered.
"Xiaoyuan, I may... I think I love you too." Tan Ruikang said: "I was, I... one day... I was sitting at home over there with the watch you gave me on the table... I saw the back …”
He took off his watch and said, "Xiaoyuan, did you engrave this character?"
Yuan Yuan kissed Tan Ruikang on the lips. This time, Tan Ruikang didn't push him away. After the lips were separated, he kissed Yuan Yuan's face.
That night he brought the pillow over and slept with Yuan Yuan in his arms every day. When Yuan Yuan woke up in the dark night, Tan Ruikang subconsciously folded his arms and hugged him in front of him.
Yuan Yuan woke up in the morning, carried a bag, and left with headphones on.
Tan Ruikang went to the company and went home in the afternoon to see no one, his phone was turned off, he was stunned on the spot, and called Zhao Guogang, but he was not there.
"Xiao Yuan?" Tan Ruikang drove around, looking for Yuan Yuan.
"Xiaoyuan!!" Tan Ruikang roared.
His car was wiped on the road, and the other party kept apologizing to him. Tan Ruikang waved his hand and it didn't matter. He threw the car in the middle of the road, turned around and ran away.
Tan Ruikang was running around, thinking about calling the police, but saw many students standing in front of the bus stop, all waiting for the bus after school.
In the evening of winter, the winter vacation is coming, the tree branches are bare to the sky, and under the gray sky, there are many junior high school students playing football in the playground.
A man stands outside the fence, watching from a distance.
There were shouts from time to time in the stadium of No. 3 Middle School. The students were immature and high-spirited. A group of junior high school students were not tall, but they pushed around, making a lot of noise. Their shirts were rolled up to their elbows and their trousers were rolled up to their knees.
Everyone is very, very young.
"What are you doing here?" Tan Ruikang said.
Yuan Yuan: "Look at your alma mater, just walk around, what's wrong?"
Tan Ruikang breathed a sigh of relief, but fortunately he didn't hear him say "I just finished school", otherwise I really don't know whether to cry or laugh.
"Let's go, go home, and steam sauerkraut for you to eat at night." Tan Ruikang said.
Yuan Yuan took a cup of milk tea and went to buy another cup for Tan Ruikang. The girls around noticed them. The pairing of the two was very strange. Yuan Yuan was wearing a sweater, a scarf and a student bag.
Tan Ruikang is dressed in a suit and tie, and looks like a mature uncle.
The two drank milk tea, stretched out their hands far away, and held Tan Ruikang together. The two walked slowly on the road, found Tan Ruikang's parked car, and got in the car to go back.
The sky is overcast, the Spring Festival is here, this year's Spring Festival is not very good, consumption power is declining, and there are even fewer people setting off firecrackers in private. A lazy look. The mood is much better than before, and I will talk a few words about the economy and let Zhao Guogang exercise more.
On New Year's Eve, Tan Ruikang drove the car into the garage.
"I will go back to visit the graves this year at Qingming," said Tan Ruikang.
"My mother's uncle's house, you can't take that girl back." Yuan Yuan said, "You drive me and my father. By the way, bring my mother's urn back."
Tan Ruikang stopped the car: "I'll contact the cemetery over there first."
Yuan Yuan said: "It's very cheap, you can buy one for two or three thousand..."
When the car turned off, Tan Ruikang turned his head to the side, moved closer, and their lips touched.
Tan Ruikang unfastened his seat belt, opened the door and said, "Go upstairs." Suddenly realizing that he was completely unconscious, his face instantly turned red.
Yuan Yuan said, "Are you used to kissing your own wife?"
"No... No." Tan Ruikang said, "Just now... I just don't know why... Maybe I watched too much TV... "
Yuanyao laughed at him on the elevator all the way, and the two went home. The peach tree for the New Year was full of red envelopes, and there were a lot of missed calls. Yuanyao called back one by one to pay New Year's greetings, and made an appointment to drive to Guangxi tomorrow.
"Can you learn a driver's license! You are such a lazy person!" You Zeyang called on the other end of the phone.
"I have a driver." Yuan Yuan said, "My brother is back."
One by one, Zhang Zhen will bring his wife and children to ask for red envelopes tomorrow. After making the phone call, watching the Spring Festival Gala in the living room far away, complaining that it is getting worse every year, not the worst but worse, Tan Ruikang smiled and said that this prophecy was made a long time ago.
Tan Ruikang surfed the Internet in the living room, and after the countdown was over, he said, "Happy New Year."
Tan Ruikang said: "Happy New Year."
He touched Yuan Yuan's head, held him in his arms and rubbed him, got up to take a bath, when he came out Yuan Yuan was already asleep, Tan Ruikang lifted the quilt, climbed onto the bed, and lay beside him.
"It's cooling down." Tan Ruikang said, "It's cooling down today, is it cold?"
He tucked the hand that was far away from the quilt and tucked it into his arms.
In the middle of the night, he went to the bathroom far away. When he came back, he looked at Tan Ruikang's sleeping appearance, and kissed his face. Touch his ears.
Tan Ruikang was half asleep, hugged him in his arms, and bowed his head to kiss him.
Both of them were awake after kissing and kissing. In the dark, Tan Ruikang's breath became very fast. The kiss was no longer a simple lip contact, and Yuan Yuan whispered, "How do you feel?"
Tan Ruikang didn't answer, Yuan Yuan could feel his chest thumping, Tan Ruikang was quiet for a while, and lowered his head to cover Yuan Yuan's lips. It felt unfamiliar and familiar. The other party was no longer the person he knew, or it turned into another taste brewing. Tan Ruikang kissed for a while, trembling a little, turned his head to the side, and the room returned to silence.
"Why is it so cold tonight." Yuan Yuan said.
Tan Ruikang turned around again, hugged him tightly, and whispered in his ear, "It's cooling down today, it's raining outside, go to sleep."
The next day, Yuan Yuan yawned and went to brush his teeth and wash his face. There was hot water on the table. Tan Ruikang stuck his head out from behind the door like a monkey, and said with a smile, "It's all right now, you got up five minutes early today."
Yuan Yuan drank some hot water after brushing his teeth and said, "I don't know how the economic situation will be this year."
Tan Ruikang said: "I don't know, things are so expensive that I can't even afford to eat."
Yuan Yuan: "Are you going for a self-driving tour today?"
Tan Ruikang: "Brother, you have the final say."
Yuan Yuan went into the kitchen, the window was open, a thin layer of fog hung outside, the road was wet, and pedestrians were holding umbrellas.
Tan Ruikang is tall, so he kept his head down when cooking to avoid touching the range hood, and waited for the water to boil while facing the steamer.
Yuan Yuan hugged him from behind, buried his face on his shoulder, and shook it back and forth.
Tan Ruikang was silent for a while, then broke away Yuan Yuan's hand holding his waist, turned around, put his arms around him, lowered his head and kissed his lips, his palms covered Yuan Yuan's face, and his lips watched him intently from time to time.
Yuan Yuan recalled that when they first met when they were five years old, Tan Ruikang leaned against the wall and looked at him with the same eyes as now.
It was a very complicated emotion, it seemed to have found something in life, full of surprise and joy.
The winter of that year was particularly cold. It passed unknowingly on the New Year's Eve. The fallen leaves that had withered in the cold were soaked by the rain and stuck to the asphalt road. Infiltrating the whole city, where invisible, countless green leaves are blooming quietly—
spring is coming.
—Spring of Prince’s Disease·End-
The author has something to say:
All the adults who have been chasing down all the way have worked hard.
This is a very tiring article, the reason why I say it is tiring
It's because the person who wrote it and the person who watched it seem to have experienced this inescapable ordeal.
It's a realistic story that doesn't quite fit the reading needs of many
But these stories are always playing out around us all the time
Written in: Four years after Nan Kang's death, nine years after Leslie Cheung's death, this spring when Li Yinhe retired.
Thanks again, all the readers who accompanied me to the ending - 3 - love you~
Star Knight is being serialized and is preparing to move. It is estimated that the next new book will not be published until the summer vacation. Happy spring~ Go out for a walk~ The sun is very good
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