In the morning, Bian Nan was sleeping wrapped in a quilt, when Wan Fei's roar suddenly came from his ears: "Haha! Hahaha! It's snowing!"
"Hey..." Bian Nan pulled the quilt over his head, he was very sleepy.
Last night after Qiu Yi got off work, they chatted on the phone for more than an hour, and they didn't hang up until almost two o'clock. He didn't know if Qiu Yi fell asleep right away. Anyway, he fell asleep after thinking about it for a long time. After five o'clock is the most sleepy time.
"Stop it, get up," Wan Fei patted his quilt a few times, then stood by the window and opened the door, "It's snowing really late this year, and it's almost New Year's Day."
"Lao Jiang didn't tell you that you don't need to run anymore? It's snowing so much." Sun Yifan sat on the bed wrapped in a quilt.
"Don't think about it, didn't we run in the same way during the blizzard last year?" Zhu Bin said under the quilt.
"By the way! That day, brother Nan fell and ate shit." Wan Fei was delighted when he thought about it.
"You shit," Bian Nan lifted the quilt and sat up, pointing at him, "When you wrestle, you have to hit people's buttocks, who the hell can stand if you bump them like that."
"I've tried my best to control it. It's good that I didn't tear off your pants," Wan Fei said with a smile, and opened the window a crack with his hands back. "You all get up quickly..."
The old north wind rushed in through the window crack, and Bian Nan's bed was next to the window, and he could hear the screams of the wind being squeezed, and several people shouted at the same time: "Fuck!"
Let Wan Fei toss, everyone in the dormitory got up, and became the most active dormitory in a corridor.
As soon as Bian Nan left the dormitory, he took out his mobile phone and called Qiu Yi.
Qiu Yi over there probably just got up, with a confused nasal sound in his voice: "What's wrong?"
"It's snowing," Bian Nan skipped forward, "It's so cold."
"Well, I know, Er Bao called once at 4:30," Qiu Yi smiled, "Are you going for a run?"
"Yeah, we're all out now," Bian Nan pulled the zipper all the way, "I'm so sleepy and cold, I can't stand it."
"I'm sleepy too," Qiu Yi yawned, "Er Bao caught a cold and snored into my ears all night."
"Erbao has a cold?" Bian Nan frowned, "This physical fitness needs to be strengthened, and I won't catch a cold even if I'm buried in a snowdrift for two days."
"Yes," Qiu Yi laughed, "I'll freeze to death for you, there's no chance of catching a cold."
The two chatted casually, Bian Nan hung up the phone, and followed the running team out of the school gate.
Before running around the school twice, the snow was falling so hard that people could hardly see clearly, and the wind was blowing fiercely. This year's first snow was so brutal.
"Hey, Brother Nan," Wan Fei's hat was pulled down so that his eyes were almost covered, "New Year's Day is three days off, how do you spend it?"
"Listen to the class." Bian Nan said, pouring wind into his stomach with the opening of his mouth.
"Listening to a class?" Wan Fei was stunned for a moment, then lowered his voice, "What class are you listening to, and won't you be with Qiu Yi?"
"Listen to Qiu Yi's class." Bian Nan sighed, the two talked for so long yesterday because of this matter.
In Bian Nan's concept, holidays are for fun, but Qiu Yi is on the contrary, the holidays are for making money. He has already arranged for three days of New Year's Day, and the restaurant is very busy when the holidays come. San's students didn't have any holidays to speak of, and they all gathered together for a few days...
"I'm sorry," Qiu Yi said with apology in his voice, "I didn't think about everything."
"I'm sorry for what," Bian Nan felt very uncomfortable when he heard his words. Qiu Yi was in a different situation from him. It took such a hard time to take a vacation. "Anyway, we can see each other anytime we want, and it's not bad for two days. of."
"How about I push one away..." Qiu Yi pondered.
"Don't, don't, don't," Bian Nan felt even more apologetic, and finally gritted his teeth, "How about I follow you to make up lessons?"
The result of the discussion was that Bian Nan and Qiu Yi went to make up lessons for the students together.
Pretty funny.
However, Bian Nan felt that it was more interesting than cats staying in the dormitory, staying at home, or going out with classmates and friends to play around.
He really wanted to see what it was like for Qiu Yi to give tutoring lessons in a serious manner.
In fact, he didn't really care too much about going out with Qiu Yi during the holidays. Anyway, there were two people wherever he went, going shopping, watching a movie and having a meal, no different from usual.
If you want to play with a group of people, you have to give up a lot of things, such as taking time to hold a hand and rub your waist or something...
Thinking of these Bian Nans made me feel a little depressed again.
A few people in the dormitory sneaked out to karaoke last night. Although it was just a broken place next to the school, and the sound environment was full of urban-rural style, it did not prevent Wan Fei and Xu Rui from holding hands and singing love songs. I almost got up and gnawed and sang.
Every time like this, Bian Nan is depressed, and he is depressed when he sees young lovers on the street.
depressed!
Fortunately, he has a big heart.
This kind of depression only appears every time I think of it or see it.
It dissipated in a few minutes.
For example, when he was waiting for Qiu Yi, he saw a young couple eating roasted sweet potatoes and walking by with a smile. Changed my mood.
"Why don't you let me wait at home?" Bian Nan shrank his neck and jumped up and down.
"Shangjia went to Erbao to see you and wouldn't let you go," Qiu Yi smiled, and put something warm in his hand, "Taste it."
"Huh?" Bian Nan looked down, and there was a steaming roasted sweet potato in his hand, "Where did you get it?"
"The neighbor's baked it," Qiu Yi said, and walked towards the intersection of the small street. "His family sells these, and they are about to sell them. I took two."
"Where are we going? Don't we take the bus?" While eating south, he followed, walked next to Qiu Yi, and squeezed Qiu Yi's body after walking two steps.
"The subway, you can get there directly," Qiu Yi was squeezed several times by him, and he was almost at the foot of the sidewalk, so he had to squeeze him too, "Did you squint?"
"Fuck," Bian Nan clicked, "I can't pull my hands, I can't kiss my mouth, so I can just squeeze and feel your existence."
Qiu Yi sighed, took his hand out of his pocket, and put it on his shoulder: "Is it alright?"
"It's okay." Bian Nan smiled, although this posture is the standard for buddies walking, it's much better than walking side by side.
During the holidays, no matter what the weather is, the streets are full of people. The horns of the shops on both sides are getting louder and louder. The ears are full of various sounds, and the eyes are also full of various colors.
It's the same in the subway, crowded with people, Bian Nan usually annoys this kind of time, but it's different when he's with Qiu Yi, the more people, the better.
After squeezing into the carriage, he was basically clinging to Qiu Yi's back.
There were two children in front of Qiu Yi who were jostling back and forth, he pulled the ring to give way, and Bian Nan took the opportunity to put a hand on his waist quietly.
"Why?" Qiu Yi looked back at him with a smile on his lips.
"Warm your hands," Bian Nan put his hand into Qiu Yi's coat pocket, and hugged him, "It's cold."
"It's still cold here?" Qiu Yi smiled.
"I say it's cold, I'm afraid of cold." Bian Nan clicked his tongue, if he wasn't afraid of being too obvious, he would have put his chin on Qiu Yi's shoulder.
It's a pity that the one where I went to make up lessons was not too far away, and I had to get off the bus after a few stops.
It wasn't until we got off the car that the people around us were no longer enough to cover us, so Bian Nan reluctantly withdrew his hand and followed Qiu Yi out of the station.
"Just say that you are my classmate, and you are going to make up lessons for others. Come and hear how I make up the lessons." Qiu Yi confessed to him.
"Well," Bian Nan scratched his head, "If someone thinks it's not bad, what should I do if you want to introduce students to me?"
"No," Qiu Yi glanced at him, "You don't look like a good student."
"Damn!" Bian Nan touched his face, "Get out."
"If you're so lucky, you just need to introduce it to me." Qiu Yi said with a smile.
"Are you too busy to come here? This is going to turn around." Bian Nan frowned, he could see Qiu Yi's dark circles, although it was not too obvious.
"I can transfer it to my classmates and get some referral fees. Several of them are waiting for my introduction."
"...you really know how to do business."
This is a boy who makes up lessons. There are no adults at home, and they are all out shopping, so Bian Nan basically doesn't have to worry about being spotted by others and introducing students.
The boy wears glasses, looks like a good student, very politely brought water and snacks for Bian Nan.
It wasn't until Qiu Yi started to teach him the math papers that Bian Nan realized that this boy looked like a good student, his grades were terrible, and he seemed rather stupid.
Bian Nan sat on the sofa behind the boy, and could see Qiu Yi as soon as he looked up.
"I told you about this question last time, why is it still wrong?" Qiu Yi pointed to the paper.
"Didn't you say...?" The boy leaned over to look.
"Don't pretend," Qiu Yi took the notebook at hand, opened it, flipped through a few pages and put it in front of him, "If you don't understand it next time, just tell me, it's fine if you repeat it a few times."
"Yeah." The boy nodded.
"Then I'll tell you again, and you can tell if you don't understand." Qiu Yi said.
Bian Nan propped his forehead and watched Qiu Yi give a lecture to the boy.
A little surprised.
He always thought that Qiu Yi was able to make up lessons for students because he was good at studying, and he didn't think about anything else.
After Qiu Yi started to talk about the topic, he realized that probably not only can he do a good job if he studies well, this guy's thinking is quite clear, and his speech is simple and organized.
In junior high school, Bian Nan's grades were so poor that his father would be happy every time he passed a pass, especially in mathematics. The mathematics teacher was a little old man, and he belonged to the kind who had talent in his belly but couldn't express it.
Bian Nan fell asleep as soon as he was in math class, and the little old man didn't even have any cadence in his speech, as if he was sitting in a temple. If the teacher was Qiu Yi...
Bian Nan didn't know if the boy understood, but he just brushed his ears casually, and he almost understood it.
This was the first time he didn't fall asleep after listening to a lecture.
Suddenly I felt that Qiu Yi was quite handsome.
Qiu Yi gave this boy two hours of make-up lessons, but after the two hours were up, he talked for more than half an hour, making sure that there was nothing the boy didn't understand today, and then he started to pack his things.
When he walked out of the boy's house, Bian Nan felt that his butt was numb.
He patted his ass: "Hey, Dabao, are you tired?"
"It's okay," Qiu Yi stretched his arms, "It takes a lot of effort to make up lessons for this child, and it takes a long time to understand it, but it can be understood by another person after speaking it again."
"In the future, if there is such a thing, I will push it to others, or I won't accept it." Bian Nan walked back and forth, twisting his waist.
"You have to pick up this kind of stuff. It's an advertisement to be able to make up for this kind of stuff." Qiu Yi gently pinched the back of his waist, "Just sitting there can make you tired like this?"
"Hey!" Bian Nan felt itchy, jumped forward suddenly, smiled and rubbed his waist for a long time, "I found that you are really thoughtful, so why don't you make up for it?"
"I have to pick people. I don't charge for the first class. Try it first. I pick students, and students pick me. This kind of stupidity is stupid, but if you are willing to work hard to learn from you, you can do it," Qiu Yi said. Glancing at him, "PASS will be lost for those like you."
"Fart," Bian Nan laughed, "seriously, I can listen to your lecture questions. I just listened to it for a long time. I don't need to read the questions. I understand a lot of them."
Qiu Yi smiled, put his arms around his shoulders, and sighed: "You are quite smart."
Bian Nan raised his eyebrows proudly, smiled for a long time, and finally put away his smile and sighed: "I really think you've worked too hard."
"I don't feel it when I get used to it. I tell people these questions every day. It's a conditioned reflex. I can finish it without thinking." Qiu Yi snapped his fingers next to his ear, "You worry about the internship. It’s the matter, decide to go and do it well.”
"I'm so awesome, I'm sure I can do well, don't worry." Bian Nan also snapped his fingers.
After his father finished talking to him last time, the family didn't discuss the internship anymore. Bian Nan felt relieved. Although he was not interested in tennis, he still held back his energy and wanted to do well.
Qiu Yi is very familiar with this area, and turned to the next street after leaving the community: "Go and buy some roasted stew, there is a restaurant here that does it very well, and Erbao likes to eat it."
"Buy more, I'll eat at your house at noon." Bian Nan said.
"I don't need to say this kind of nonsense in the future." Qiu Yi smiled.
I don’t know if the food in the roasted stew shop is good or not, but the business is really good. There are dozens of people queuing up in the cold weather. It took almost half an hour before it was their turn. Bian Nan was worried that the food would make the people in front Bought out.
"What do you want to eat?" Qiu Yi asked him.
"It's fine to eat the same as Erbao." Bian Nan said.
Qiu Yi bought quite a lot, and when the two of them carried a bag and walked to the subway, Bian Nan somehow felt quite happy.
Back at Qiu Yi's house, as soon as he entered the door, Qiu Yan ran over while sneezing: "Big tiger!"
"Hey, the little nasal voice really hurts." Bian Nan hugged him, "Your nose is red from blowing, how could you catch a cold?"
"The people in the front and rear seats of mine have caught a cold," Qiu Yan rubbed his nose, "Just let me pass."
"Have you taken your medicine?" Bian Nan asked.
"Eat." Qiu Yan nodded and took out a mask from his pocket and put it on.
"What are you doing?" Bian Nan smiled, once Qiu Yan put on the mask, there were only a pair of big eyes left on his face.
"I'm afraid of giving it to you. I wear it in the house. I'm afraid of giving it to dad." Qiu Yan said.
"Then you wear it when you sleep with your brother?" Bian Nan teased him.
"...I didn't wear it, I can't breathe," Qiu Yan was stunned for a moment, and after a while he lowered his eyelids, his voice was depressed, "What should I do?"
"Hey, I'm teasing you. If you want to catch a cold, your brother will already have a cold." Bian Nan hurriedly patted him, "He's in good health. He's not afraid of this, and I'm not afraid either. Come and give me a kiss."
Bian Nan pulled off Qiu Yan's mask, and kissed him loudly on the nose.
The taste of this roasted stew is really good. It can be seen that Qiu Yan really loves this roasted stew. He can't smell the smell when he has a cold and nose. with.
After the snow fell, it was very cold all the time. Dad Qiu coughed a little. After eating, he chatted with them casually and went back to the house to watch TV.
Qiu Yi's house was equipped with radiators, and it was quite warm, but after Qiu's father entered the house, Qiu Yi took another electric heater and put it next to his legs and turned it on to bake.
"Isn't it hot?" Bian Nan asked Qiu Yi in a low voice.
"My dad has to be like this. He is not in good health, and he has more problems when it is cold in winter." Qiu Yi said.
"Brother, can I watch TV too?" Qiu Yan didn't want to sleep at noon because of the holiday.
"You can't go to Dad's house to see it." Qiu Yi said.
"I'll just watch it in the living room." Qiu Yan lay down on the sofa.
"Look," Qiu Yi turned on the TV for him, and glanced at Bian Nan again, "Do you want to sleep for a while? Are you tired in the morning?"
"Oh." Bian Nan responded and entered the room.
After a few minutes, Qiu Yi also entered the room, and just as he closed the door with his hands back, Bian Nan jumped up and jumped on him, hugged Qiu Yi and kissed him hard on his face and neck a few times: "I don't want to sleep. "
"Scared me," Qiu Yi smiled, and put his arms around him, "I thought you were going to fight."
"I just want to hug you." Bian Nan retracted his arms.
"Just stand and hug for noon?" Qiu Yi turned his head to look at him, and kissed him on the cheek.
"I don't know," Bian Nan rubbed his face on Qiu Yi's shoulder, "Let's hug him like this for a while before we talk."
"Okay." Qiu Yi leaned back against the wall and didn't speak again.
Bian Nan closed his eyes, the feeling of being tightly hugged was very comfortable, it seemed that only in this way could he be at ease.
The two stood quietly hugging each other for a while, and Qiu Yan suddenly called out in the living room: "Brother, Dad is calling you!"
Bian Nan was taken aback, Qiu Yi hurriedly pushed him away, and pulled his clothes: "Come here!"
"Hey," Bian Nan also straightened his clothes, "I'm about to fall asleep, I was so startled, it almost flashed my waist."
"Don't you say you won't sleep? You can fall asleep standing up now?" Qiu Yi smiled and opened the door and walked out.
Bian Nan sighed and lay down on the bed.
Qiu's father wanted to go to the toilet, probably because he was overdressed and had trouble moving, so he asked Qiu Yi to help.
Bian Nan waited for a while, thinking whether he should go to help too, when Qiu Yi went back to the house.
"Finished?" Bian Nan asked.
"Well," Qiu Yi smiled, "The clothes are hooked by the wheelchair, or I can get on them by myself."
"It's a good thing I didn't come to call you directly." Bian Nan sat up, thought for a while and then said, "If everyone in the family knew about it, I wouldn't be so nervous."
"What?" Qiu Yizheng opened the door of the bookcase to get a book, but after hearing his words, he turned his head suddenly, and the smile on his face disappeared.
Qiu Yi's reaction made Bian Nan stunned, and it took a long time before he said: "I said that if the family...knows... I will just say it casually, it has no other meaning."
Qiu Yi didn't speak, and he closed the bookcase door after a while, walked in front of him, bent over and hugged him.
"I'm sorry," Qiu Yi hugged him tightly, and whispered in his ear, "I don't mean anything else, it's just that you said this a little suddenly... I'm sorry."