"Da Huzi, you are also afraid of thunder!" Qiu Yan laughed loudly looking at Bian Nan who jumped into the room.
"I'm not afraid, are you afraid?" Bian Nan clicked his tongue. He couldn't say it was because he was afraid of thunder, but he would feel very insecure and uneasy when it thundered. If it thundered while sleeping, he would feel that he was sleeping. on the street.
"I'm not afraid of thunder," Qiu Yan closed the window and pointed at Qiu Yi, "My brother is afraid!"
"Shut up." Qiu Yi said leaning in the wheelchair.
"Oh, is that so?" Bian Nan regained his energy and laughed for a long time, "Qiu Dabao, are you afraid of thunder?"
"Are you still going?" Qiu Yi looked at him.
"I can't go until the rain subsides." Bian Nan walked to the window and looked out, "Damn, the rain came out when it hit sideways, and I practiced sweeping legs."
"Qiu Yi." Father Qiu called out in the back room, followed by a violent cough.
"Did Dad take the medicine?" Qiu Yi asked Qiu Yan, pushing the wheelchair into the back room.
"Not yet." Qiu Yan looked at the clock on the wall, ran to the table, opened the drawer, took out a small medicine box, and followed Qiu Yi into the room.
Bian Nan sat down in the living room, a little thirsty, and wanted to drink from Qiu Yan's cup, but he couldn't tell which was the remaining one, white and red, and he was afraid that it would be impolite to use the wrong one.
After hesitating for a long time, I had to take a black glass of water and drink it.
"Tell Da Huzi not to leave for a while, Erbao will sleep with me, and you two can sleep in your room." Dad looked at Qiu Yi after taking the medicine, "The rain won't stop for a few hours."
"Okay," Qiu Yan threw himself on his father's body, "I'll sleep here with my father."
"Don't worry about it," Qiu Yi packed up the medicine box, "You're not a child anymore, you care so much about love."
"You said that," Dad frowned, "This is Er Bao's friend, not your friend. What do you do when your friend comes to your house?"
"Got it, go to sleep," Qiu Yi covered his father with a towel, and patted Qiu Yan's head, "Go and brush your teeth, it's already nine o'clock."
"En." Qiu Yan ran out obediently.
Qiu Yi drew the curtains in his father's room, turned off the lights, and was about to go out when the room was suddenly illuminated by lightning, followed by a thunderstorm, and the sound of thunder sounded as if it had exploded on the roof.
Qiu Yi shook his hands, and slapped the light on again.
Dad lay still on the bed, closed his eyes and made no sound, but the smile on his face was obvious.
"Don't laugh," Qiu Yi turned off the light again, "Do you think that if you close your eyes and smile, others won't see it?"
Dad laughed twice and didn't speak again.
Qiu Yi pushed the wheelchair back to the living room, turned down the volume of the TV, picked up the cup and took a glass of water from the water dispenser, and when he was about to drink, Bian Nan suddenly cleared his throat lightly beside him: "I just used your The cup is full of water."
"Oh." Qiu Yi responded, looking at the TV.
"That's what..." Before Bian Nan finished speaking, Qiu Yi had already taken a sip from the cup, he paused, "Forget it."
Qiu Yi turned his head: "Which side are you using?"
"Where you're drinking," Bian Nan smiled gleefully, "I'm sorry, I wanted to remind you."
"You mind this?" Qiu Yi looked at him without any reaction.
"I rely on you not to mind?" Bian Nan clicked his tongue, he may not mind others, but Qiu Yi definitely minds, there is a grudge.
"I don't mind," Qiu Yi raised the cup to his lips, tapped the tip of his tongue on the rim of the cup, slowly turned the cup around, and then looked at him, "I don't care."
"Your brain is so salty!" Bian Nan couldn't help but roared, "Don't delay treatment if you are sick, do you understand?"
"The red one belongs to Erbao." Qiu Yi turned his head and continued watching TV.
Bian Nan jumped up, took the red cup and filled a large glass of water before sitting down again.
After washing, Qiu Yan went into the house and changed into a vest and shorts, ran to the living room and leaned against his legs: "Big Huzi, it's still raining, it's so heavy."
"I know," Bian Nan hugged him on his lap, turned his head and looked out the window, in fact, he could hear it without looking at it, the sound of the TV in the room was so loud that the sound of the TV in the room could not be heard clearly, "There will be Won't it get in the water?"
"No," Qiu Yan shook his legs, "Our area is high and not easy to be flooded."
"I know a lot." Bian Nan pinched Qiu Yan's leg, saying that although the family's financial conditions were not good, Qiu Yan was well-raised, his body was soft and he had a lot of flesh.
"Sleep." Qiu Yi said.
"Oh," Qiu Yan twisted and slid off Bian Nan's body, and went to the back room to take out his own blanket, "Big Huzi, I just checked, it's raining heavily, don't go, you'll catch a cold of."
"...you go to sleep." Bian Nan replied with some embarrassment.
After Qiu Yan entered Papa Qiu's room, only Bian Nan and Qiu Yi were left in the living room, staring at the TV in silence.
Bian Nan was wrapped in wet clothes, but today he was wearing jeans when he went out, so he felt unbearably uncomfortable after getting wet.
An incomprehensible idol drama was being rebroadcasted on TV, and he watched it for a long time without knowing what it was about, and the actors all looked the same.
However, Qiu Yi kept staring at the screen without moving, and he couldn't change the channel, so he had to go to the window to enjoy the rain, and when he was bored, he sat back and watched for a while.
When it was the third time to appreciate the rain, Qiu Yi finally picked up the remote control and changed to a news station.
"I rely on you to finally change the channel..." Bian Nan turned around and sighed, and sat back on the chair.
"Huh?" Qiu Yi tilted his head and glanced at him, "I thought you were watching."
"I have always insisted on taking medicine, and I never watch this stuff." Bian Nan took Qiu Yan's cup and took a sip of water.
Qiu Yi smiled and said nothing, and the two continued to stare at the news in a daze.
Bian Nan kept staring at the TV screen and hummed a song in his heart out of boredom.
The rain keeps falling, the atmosphere is not harmonious...
This was the first heavy rain since the beginning of summer, and God kept raining endlessly as if he wanted to have fun, and it didn't stop after eleven o'clock.
Bian Nan was worrying about what to do when Qiu Yi suddenly dropped the remote control and pushed the wheelchair towards the door.
"Why go?" Bian Nan asked along the mouth.
"Pee." Qiu Yi said, taking the umbrella next to him.
"Why pee?" Bian Nan looked at Qiu Yi's legs in a daze, the toilet was in the yard, he really never thought about how Qiu Yi should go to the toilet like this.
"What are you peeing on?" Qiu Yi looked at him and opened the door, "Use your dick to pee."
"Damn," Bian Nan kicked the wheelchair, "who the hell asked you this, I won't stop you from peeing with your mouth."
Qiu Yi opened the umbrella and pushed the wheelchair out with one hand.
Bian Nan looked at the splashing rain outside, which was as happy as the Songkran Festival, and imagined the situation when Qiu Yi fell into the squatting pit, stood up and followed him out: "Do you want help?"
"Thank you." Qiu Yi said in the rain.
Bian Nan lowered his head and ran over in the rain, took the umbrella in his hand, pushed the wheelchair and walked quickly to the toilet: "I found that it doesn't matter whether you use the umbrella or not."
"Then stop fighting." Qiu Yi said.
"Why." Bian Nan bent down and moved closer to Qiu Yi, reducing the size of the two of them so that they could shrink under the umbrella at the same time.
The toilet is not big, and there is not much space after the wheelchair is pushed in.
Qiu Yi stood up and took two steps, Bian Nan closed his umbrella and squinted at him: "Be careful not to fall into the pit."
"Do you want to observe and study?" Qiu Yi looked back at him after standing still.
"I'm waiting to teach you. I'm afraid you don't know whether to hold it with one hand or two." Bian Nan turned and walked out of the toilet, "Don't call me if you fall."
Bian Nan waited outside the toilet with an umbrella, the wind and the rain hit his body, feeling a bit cold.
He no longer had any hope that the rain would stop before normal people's bedtime, and he was only thinking about how to tell Qiu Yi to stay.
It's raining too much and I won't go.
Or directly, where do I sleep.
Or let me make a floor shop in your house...
No matter how you say it, it's quite embarrassing.
"Okay." Qiu Yi said behind him.
Bian Nan made way, and after Qiu Yi came out, he pushed the wheelchair and ran back to the door quickly.
"This is more thoroughly wet than walking slowly." Qiu Yi sighed.
"It's really..." Bian Nan jumped up and down on the spot, and the splashed water wet his trouser legs.
"Let's go tomorrow." Qiu Yi entered the back room, opened the closet door and took out a set of sportswear, "I don't know when the rain will stop."
Hearing this, Bian Nan breathed a sigh of relief, Qiu Yi saved him the trouble of speaking up, he walked over and leaned against the door: "I'll make a bed in the living room."
"The floor is not clean, I haven't wiped the floor since my leg was injured," Qiu Yi pointed to the bed, "Sleep on the bed, it won't be crowded."
Bian Nan turned his head and looked at the floor of the living room. Qiu Yi's family didn't need to change shoes when they entered the house, and it was impossible to tell if the ground was not clean, but there were many footprints with water on them. floor."
"Whatever," Qiu Yi pointed to the cabinet, "take things by yourself."
Qiu Yi went to wash up, Bian Nan found a mat in the cabinet and spread it on the floor, and spread a bed blanket on top, it felt almost done, he couldn't tell which one belonged to the two pillows on the bed, Qiu Yan was a child, theoretically The upper one was supposed to sleep on the inside, so he grabbed the one leaning against the wall and threw it on the mat.
After tidying up the floor, Bian Nan took off his shirt, intending to change into the clothes Qiu Yi gave him.
The door was suddenly pushed open when the pants were halfway down and his butt was sticking out.
"Hey." Startled, Bian Nan knelt down on the mat and failed to pull his pants back for a long time.
In fact, he doesn't care about wearing underwear to see people. Usually, after training, a group of people squeeze into the shower room and take a shower. It doesn't feel like taking it off at all. The main reason is that now he is poking his butt in front of the enemy, which affects his image.
"The buttocks are pretty good," Qiu Yi smiled, "That's my pillow."
"Damn," Bian Nan grabbed the pillow and threw it back on the bed. He stood up and pulled up his pants, then took them off after thinking about them, "You let Er Bao sleep outside, and you're not afraid to kick him off..."
"It's always him who kicked me," Qiu Yi glanced down at him, with a smile on his lips, "Are your panties wet?"
"I'd like to be wet, so it's up to you." Bian Nan looked at him.
"Do you want to change?" Qiu Yi glanced down again, still smiling.
Enraged by his laughter, Bian Nan took off his underwear and threw it aside: "No change."
"Naked?" Qiu Yi stood up and jumped to the edge of the bed to sit down.
"Any comment?" Bian Nan took a look at the sweatpants that Qiu Yi gave him, and put them on directly, the size was quite suitable.
"No," Qiu Yi took off his shirt, took off his trousers with great difficulty, and then glanced at Bian Nan, "Help me."
Bian Nan walked over slowly and pulled off the pants hanging from his plaster leg and threw them on the bed.
The two had been at odds with each other for so long, and it was the first time that Bian Nan saw Qiu Yi so clearly.
Qiu Yi's skin is very fair, his legs are quite long, and his body is not strong but very strong. When he moves his legs on the bed, he can see the clear outline of his muscles, and his lines are not bad.
"You're really white," Bian Nan helped Qiu Yi put the quilt under his legs, "like a girl."
"Envy Heipi." Qiu Yi lay down on the pillow, leaning on his arm and said.
"I just like black skins, you are too dazzling." Bian Nan walked out shirtless.
After washing his face indiscriminately, and washing his arms and legs casually, he returned to the house: "I turned off the light."
"Let's go." Qiu Yi said.
Bian Nan was stunned for a moment, then he was happy, and slapped the switch to turn off the light: "Don't be afraid, your uncle is here."
"Stupid." Qiu Yi sighed.
"Anyone who is afraid of thunder is an idiot." Bian Nan jumped on the mat and lay down in a good mood.
When I first lay down, I felt fine and comfortable, but after a while, Bian Nan felt the coolness coming from the ground.
The coolness spread on his body little by little with the splashing rain outside the window, he turned over and wrapped the towel covering his body.
But it was still a bit cold, there was nothing else in the cabinet to cover him, Bian Nan wanted to wait for Qiu Yi to fall asleep and pull down the quilt that put his legs on and cover him up.
But Qiu Yi didn't fall asleep for a long time, moving back and forth on the bed.
"Where are you cooking?" Bian Nan sat up and took a look.
"Well," Qiu Yizheng raised his leg covered with plaster and pestered it upwards, "it's a bit uncomfortable when it's congested."
"You should just lie down in the hospital right now with that leg hanging," Bian Nan clicked his tongue, "You must run home and jump around."
"Hospitalization is too expensive, and you can just lie down when you go home, just get an injection and check up before you go." Qiu Yi said.
Maybe it was because of the darkness in the room, Bian Nan couldn't see Qiu Yi, his anger was gone, but he felt a little bit sorry.
After being silent for a while, he couldn't help asking: "What's the matter with you and Xu Rui?"
"Xu Rui?" Qiu Yi paused, "Is this what you two are doing?"
"Of course it's not just because of this, it's just a big hit. You're not pleasing to the mother." Bian Nan lay back on the pillow, inexplicably confiscated and thought of Zhang Xiaorong, "Fuck, who do you think you are, playing Prince Charming Fan?" How amazing? If you don’t beat me, who will you beat?”
"I'm not familiar with Xu Rui, but we met that day," Qiu Yi said simply, "She and Zhang Xiaorong..."
"Don't fucking mention Zhang Xiaorong!" Bian Nan slapped the mat.
"Good night." Qiu Yi said.
There was silence in the room, only the sound of rain could be heard.
Bian Nan closed his eyes and forced himself to fall asleep. It is said that sleeping with the sound of rain would be the most comfortable, but the chill coming through the mat and blanket was unbearable.
Summer is here, thunder is on, and it's still so cold, God is so unprofessional! Bian Nan turned over again and wrapped the towel tightly.
When he thought of Qiu Yi sleeping comfortably on the bed, he seemed to have fallen asleep while listening to his breathing, he felt a little unbalanced, if he knew it would be like this, he would not have gone out to find an Internet cafe for a night in the rain.
After standing for more than an hour, the sound of the rain subsided, Bian Nan was still rolling on the ground, and finally couldn't bear it any longer, he raised his head and looked on the bed: "Qiu Dabao."
Qiu Yi didn't respond, he propped up his body with his arms: "Qiu Yi."
After a few seconds, Qiu Yi replied in a daze: "What are you doing?"
"Are you cold?" Bian Nan asked.
"Do you want to warm my bed?" Qiu Yi's voice was sleepy.
"Shame on you." Bian Nan sat up.
"Are you cold?" Qiu Yi turned his head to look at him.
"It's a little bit too warm." Bian Nan said.
Qiu Yi sighed, patted the bed: "Come up."
"I mean..." Bian Nan hesitated, "Is there still..."
"In my father's room," Qiu Yi was confused and impatient, "If you don't come up, you'll be freezing."
"Fuck," Bian Nan cursed in a low voice, holding the towel and throwing the pillow on the bed, "Go in and make room for me."
Qiu Yi closed his eyes and gave in.
Bian Nan stacked the towel quilt and the blanket for cushioning, and lay down on the bed to cover it.
As soon as he lay down, his back immediately felt warm, and he snorted comfortably: "I just froze to death."