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    Sheng Wang actually doesn’t cry.

    Every time the tip of his nose felt sore, he would open his eyes wide or raise his head. After a while, the excess water vapor would disappear, and he would blink a few times quickly, and the tension would subside.Only the ends of the eyes will appear red.

    Jiang Tian has seen him like this, and only seen him like this.I heard Sheng Mingyang mention it a long time ago, saying that as long as his son doesn’t cry, it won’t be a big deal.With the habit of looking at Shengwang, I am afraid that after childhood, there will be no “big events”, and even if the emotion reaches the extreme, the tail of the eye will only turn red.

    But this time, Jiang Tian kissed Sheng Wang’s eyes, but his lips tasted salty.he I have lost a lot of things in my life of more than 20 years, and experienced a lot of “lost”. This is the first time I have “lost and recovered”.

    It turns out that the taste is salty, wet, surge and sour.

    Sheng Wang’s mind is empty, but his heart is full.He was led by Jiang Tian, ​​and he followed him back to his residence in a daze, went upstairs and entered the house.

    He was pressed against the door and could hardly breathe.

    Jiang Tian looked cold, but his kisses were always gentle. Even though he had the youthful agitation of his teenage years, it was just that the intimacy was unbearable.But today was different, he kissed her deeply and hard, as if confirming some kind of existence.

    Sheng Wang once felt that he would not know where to start if he had not done something for too long, and he would have nothing to say to someone he had not seen for too long.

    It wasn’t until he stepped aside slightly, tilted his head to take a breath, and then grabbed the back of Jiang Tian’s neck and kissed her like before, that he realized that people’s memories are far stronger than he imagined, both mentally and physically.

    Even if he is drunk, unresponsive, and at a loss, there will still be muscle memory that leads him to chase and respond to the person he likes like he did when he was seventeen or eighteen years old, like an instinct that goes deep into his bones.

    My bones say, I still love you.

    “Wangzi.” Jiang Tian pulled away slightly, his eyes falling from his half-open eyes, slightly bright in confusion.he’s voice was very low, ringing in the quiet night, making people feel sad, “Can we make peace?”

    When he was young, he always had to wait before he could do anything he wanted to say, thinking that was because he was wise and mature.Wait until we get out of Utopia, wait until Shengwang figures it out, wait until we wake up, wait until we grow up…

    Later, he finally understood that the world is always changing, and no one knows what will happen in the next moment, just like the phrase “see you later” at the corner of the stairs when he just turned 18. Who would have thought that he would be so many years late in one night.

    He doesn’t want to wait any longer now.

    Sheng Wang was stunned for a long time and nodded heavily.He still had a drunken demeanor, his responses were a bit slow, and he seemed extraordinarily straightforward and serious.After he nodded, he lowered his eyes again, showing a sense of frustration: “But I am not the same as before, many people say so.”

    He pinched several other finger joints with his hanging thumb and started making unconscious little movements again.he wanted to say “you can wait and see again”.But before he could say anything, Jiang Tian said “Yeah”: “I heard that there are many more people who like you than in high school.”

    Sheng Wang was a little confused and wanted to say that wasn’t what I meant.If he was normally awake, he would have reacted immediately. Jiang Tian was so smart, how could he not know what he wanted to say.It’s a pity that he is still drunk now and can only look at each other blankly.

    Until Jiang Tian spoke again: “Then let me chase you. You decide whether to agree or not.”

    “Forget it.” Sheng Wang said frustratedly.he was quiet for a moment and muttered lowly: “I can’t bear to part with you.”

    The tone and demeanor of he’s words are clearly the same as when he was seventeen or eighteen years old, which makes people want to tease him for no reason.But Jiang Tian was full of heartache at this time, and just looked at he quietly, then lowered his head and gently pecked the corners of his eyes, cheeks, and lips.

    Sheng Wang was so itchy that he couldn’t help but respond.

    If it weren’t for the fact that something furry hit his leg, causing Sheng Wang to lose his balance and bump into the corner of the coffee table, they might have rolled onto the sofa or bed at this moment.

    Due to muscle memory, Sheng Wang couldn’t help but touch Jiang Tian’s Adam’s apple as he kissed her.In the past, it was out of bad taste and possessiveness. I wanted to see brother he go from being cold and indifferent to being teased a little bit until he lost control.Now…

    It seems to be the same now.

    The bad thoughts of adolescence always pop up suddenly in similar situations, and there is no need to think about it deliberately.It seems that facing Jiang Tian, ​​he can spread himself out slowly and bit by bit.

    The coffee table is made of wood and has sharp corners.Jiang Tian actually bought a set of silicone edging, but his thoughts have flown to Guangdong with someone in the past few days, and the packaging box has not been opened yet.

    Sheng Wang’s calf was scratched and a mark oozed thinly. He rolled up his trouser legs and sat on the sofa, staring at the culprit squatting on the coffee table.

    Maybe the cat’s gaze is too focused.Sheng Wang’s nerves struggled for a while under the influence of alcohol, and he felt a subtle embarrassment, so he pulled a pillow over and hugged him, silently covering his waist and hips.

    This cat was so spoiled by Jiang Tian that it dared to sit anywhere and was not afraid of strangers.

    Sheng Wang felt a little unhappy when he thought of the word “stranger”.Jiang Tian went to the bedroom to find ointment. When the other party couldn’t hear him, he leaned forward, leaned on the pillow and looked at the cat and said, “Are you my long-lost son?”

    The cat may have thought he was going to scratch it and silently moved its head back.

    Sheng Wang asked again: “Why have you grown so fat?”

    The cat glared at him with a tigerish face and turned into airplane ears.

    Sheng Wang was about to speak again when he saw Jiang Tian come out of the bedroom with a small box in his hand and said, “That’s the one, it’s not fat but it’s hairy.”

    As soon as he appeared, both living creatures in the living room stopped.The cat sat down and licked its paws, and Sheng Wang hugged the pillow and went back.

    After a while, he said “oh” honestly.

    “Don’t cross your legs.” Jiang Tian signaled him to put down the broken leg, took a band-aid from the box and said, “I just moved here, nothing else.”

    “I’ll do it myself.” Sheng Wang was about to reach out, but Jiang Tian let him go.

    A band-aid with a slightly bitter medicinal smell was attached to the break. Jiang Tian’s fingertips fell on the skin of his calf, smearing and touching the edge of the band-aid.Sheng Wang subconsciously closed his legs and silently hugged the pillow tightly.

    The cat didn’t know whether it was curious about the smell of the medicine or something, but suddenly came over and sniffed the side of his leg with the tip of its wet nose.

    “Are you kissing me?” After all, this cat was chosen by Sheng Wang with great effort. He felt that it was really lovable when he showed a little intimacy.

    Unexpectedly, as soon as he enjoyed the closeness, Jiang Tian poured a bucket of cold water on him: “No, I’m just rubbing my nose.”

    “…”

    Fart.

    Sheng Wang gave him a kick, not hard, like a knee-jerk reaction to his injured leg.

    After kicking he, he realized what he was doing. He was stunned for a moment. When he looked up, he saw Jiang Tian standing there collecting the band-aid box, then he tilted his head and gave a low laugh.

    Sheng Wang felt like a traveler on a long journey in the snow. After sitting by the fire for a long time, he finally felt the warmth.The thaw begins at the ends of the hands and feet, and the blood becomes active and flows all over the limbs.

    It turns out that after so many years, even he himself feels that he has changed beyond recognition, but he can still make that person laugh, just like before.

    Jiang Tian’s low chuckle was like a switch.After that, Sheng Wang suddenly became clingy, following him in and out of the bedroom and kitchen, watching as he brewed a glass of honey water to relieve hangovers, and then grabbed it and drank it in an unusually conscious manner.

    He finally started talking more and more. Initially, he asked Jiang Tian why he changed to WeChat, how was he doing at school, is life still convenient, and had he made any good friends.

    He heard Jiang Tian say that the air where he lives is good, but there are very few people. During holidays, especially before Christmas, the shops around him are always closed. There are only a few small supermarkets with lights on, but they can’t find what they want to buy.

    There is a Chinese restaurant nearby, but the taste is not very satisfying.One time during the Chinese New Year, several classmates asked Jiang Tian to make dumplings, but they only bought fruit vinegar, which tasted strange when dipped in it.There was a wizard who broke a jar and squeezed the same strange hot sauce and mustard into the vinegar, and almost suffered a lifelong scar from the New Year’s Eve dinner.

    International students often have gatherings and social gatherings. Jiang Tian was dragged there twice, but he was really not interested, so he never participated again.

    Then slowly, Sheng Wang turned from questions to answers and talked about himself.

    He has been living in a hurry. He rarely thinks back on his experiences in the past few years, who he has met and what he has done. It seems to have passed by and he does not want to go into details.It wasn’t until today that he really opened up the past few years and told Jiang Tian in bits and pieces.

    He thought he would be sad, but when he actually said it, he felt that everything was okay.

    He talked about college life, and emphatically complained about the intoxicating “aroma” of the dormitory next door, which forced him to move out to rent a house very early. He once wanted to raise a cat to prevent the house from being too deserted.But every time I choose, I always think of the one that was taken away many years ago, so I bought a complete set of cat nests, litter boxes, and cat toys, but they always sit there unused.

    He also talked about various clubs and competitions. In fact, he couldn’t remember them clearly, but he described them very lively under Jiang Tian’s gaze.Later, he finally revealed some of his true nature, and quietly boasted about his ability to plan and attract sponsorship in the student union.

    Seemingly seeing Jiang Tian’s raised eyebrows and expression of surprise, those days of running around day and night were not in vain.

    It’s been a long time since Shengwang chatted with someone like this, and it seemed like he couldn’t finish talking.Just like when I was in high school, even though I had nothing to do, I could still hold my cell phone and talk to Jiang Tian, ​​chatting on WeChat all day long between classes.

    Jiang Tian was once worried that he would be thirsty and glanced at his lips several times. Finally, he couldn’t hold it back and got up and went to the kitchen to pour a glass of water.By the time he came back with the cup, someone who kept saying he wanted to celebrate the New Year with his eyes open had already fallen asleep.

    he After taking a shower, he took off his reserved shirt and dug out a large T-shirt and sports trousers from the closet to wear. Because of his arched body, his shoulders and back were clearly defined, and the cotton fabric was wrapped around his waist, drawing out the thin and tight lines.

    He still likes to lie on the pillow when sleeping, with his hair messy and falling down. Because the heating is too strong, there is always a slight dampness on his forehead, just like it was many years ago.

    Jiang Tian took a sip of water by himself, then leaned over the edge of the bed and kissed him.Sheng Wang licked his lips unconsciously, turned his head and buried himself deeper into the pillow.

    He suddenly remembered the day after the Art Festival of the High School Affiliated to the Middle School. It was also such a late night. Shengwang occupied most of the bottom bunk of he and fell asleep before 0 o’clock.He also kissed each other in this way, waiting for the arrival of the New Year in a hazy sleep.

    At this moment, all the scenes were connected, as if the missed years in the middle did not exist.

    Yesterday was December 29. He stood on the stage of the huge auditorium of the Affiliated Middle School, wearing a shirt with another name on it, and he played a song “Childhood” with a guitar he learned on the fly.

    Today is December 31st. He turned off the lights and lay on the bed as usual, with the person he liked close at hand.

    New Year’s Day is coming, he closed his eyes in the last few seconds, clasped Sheng Wang’s finger and whispered: “Wangzi, happy New Year.”

    I miss you, every day.

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