Don’t Pretend to be Poor with Me

    "Well, I miss you too."

    Song Yan touched Xia Zhiye's shoulder and said this in a flat tone.

    If it wasn't for some kind of cool liquid soaking the fabric on Xia Zhiye's shoulders, he might have believed that Song Yan was such a cool guy who was so indifferent.

    It's a pity that someone cried before they left, and they cry again when they meet again. The cool guy character design has long since collapsed.

    Even if he can't accompany Song Yan for a long time, it will always be much better if he hugs him like this, makes him cry, and tells him that he is still there.

    Xia Zhiye thought that this long-awaited reunion was destined to be gentle, but just as he was about to hug Song Yan a little tighter, he suddenly felt the person in his arms stun, and the next second the back of his foot He was severely stepped on, and then the whole person was pushed away with force: "Xia Zhiye! Are you bold?"

    Xia Zhiye: "?"

    Song Yan snorted coldly: "I haven't seen you for a few months, you actually dare to smoke? Can you?"

    Xia Zhiye: "???"

    He looked at Song Yan's sudden change from petite crying to a cold killer face of "You are dead today", and was extremely aggrieved: "I don't smoke, how can I smoke?"

    "You don't have such a big smell of smoke from your body? It smells dead." Song Yan frowned, his face full of disgust.

    Xia Zhiye lowered his head and sniffed: "Is there a smell of smoke? Why didn't I smell it?"

    Who has wronged you.

    In order to prove to him that he did not wrong him, Song Yan grabbed Xia Zhiye's collar and smelled it, and explained on the spot: "There is obviously a strong smell of smoke, and it's still the kind of inferior smoke. In addition to the smell of smoke, there is also the smell of beer, braised beef noodles, pickled pepper and chicken feet, etc..."

    Song Yan realized something and looked up at Xia Zhiye: "Did you go to the construction site to move bricks with migrant workers to earn tolls?"

    “…”

    Xia Zhiye couldn't help laughing softly: "Which construction site dares to accept minors casually? It's probably the smell on the car."

    The biggest hardship I have ever suffered from childhood to adulthood was that Song Yan, who wanted to dry-clean clothes but had no money, didn't react for a while, thinking that Xia Zhiye was talking about a taxi, and asked confidently: "What about a liar? What kind of car can have such a big smell?"

    Xia Zhiye smiled and said, "The green-skinned train that only had time to grab the last few station tickets."

    “…”

    The Green Train.

    Standing Tickets.

    Song Yan's questioning expression and fingers clutching Xia Zhiye's collar stopped when he heard the answer.

    He has never eaten pork, but he has seen pigs run.

    It's not like he hasn't seen the environment on the green train, and the green train from Nanwu to Beijing takes nearly a day and a night, which means that Xia Zhiye is alone in the crowded Standing in the messy carriage for a whole day and night, just to see him in Beijing through the wind and rain.

    What a fool.

    Song Yan felt that she had made a very objective and rational evaluation.

    But I don't know why the eye sockets are sore again, the fingers clutching the collar are soft again, and then I can't help hugging Xia Zhiye again, and my forehead is on his shoulder again.

    Xia Zhiye felt that the T-shirt fabric on his shoulders might not dry.

    What a cool guy, just a little crying bag.

    Can't help but chuckle: "Isn't it smelly now?"

    "Ok, not so bad."

    He used to think that when he hugged Xia Zhiye, he always felt safe because of the warm citrus scent that he was familiar with.

    But now holding this smelly Xia Zhiye who has been crowded on the green-skinned train in the big summer all day and night, the nerve that has been tense for several months is still relying on it and relaxes Only then did he realize that it was not the taste that made him feel safe, but Xia Zhiye himself.

    Even a simple hug after a long separation seems to be able to heal this long suffering in an instant.

    Xia Zhiye is still there.

    I will still run towards him recklessly.

    As long as you know this, those anxiety and negative brain factors that doctors try to suppress with drugs are so obediently soothed.

    "But they won't let you in with me, and I can't get out."

    In the ward management of the private hospital, family members must show their ID cards and relationship certificates when visiting. Song Minghai specially warned that Xia Zhiye would definitely not be able to go in and accompany him.

    And he thought that with his current physical condition, although he felt that his illness would be cured when he saw Xia Zhiye, those doctors would definitely not think so, and they would definitely not give him Discharge from the hospital, even walking out of the building, requires a nurse to accompany him.

    So if nothing else, they can only meet briefly at the door of this building, hug each other, and they will be separated politely and mercilessly by the management staff.

    After 20 hours of driving, Xia Zhiye seemed to think it was worth it, rubbed Song Yan's head, and whispered: "So hurry up Time to hold me tight, or if you're not shy and want to kiss me, I don't mind."

    "I mind."

    Song Yan threw out a sentence.

    Xia Zhiye was not surprised. Just as he was about to laugh, Song Yan raised his head and said, "So let's elope."

    Xia Zhiye: "?"

    Song Yan: "You call a car first."

    Before Xia Zhiye could respond to what Song Yan meant by this sentence, he saw that Song Yan had calmly and indifferently hooked his finger at Song Lele who was poking his head in the corner.

    Song Lele ran over.

    Song Yan lowered her head and took off the little genius phone watch from him: "Lend this to my brother, if your mother wants to find us, it depends on the location."

    Song Lele didn't quite understand, but nodded obediently.

    Song Yan looked at him again: "Do you still have pocket money this month?"

    Song Lele nodded again: "Yes, I just went to see my grandma the day before yesterday, and she gave me five hundred."

    "Well, let me borrow it from my brother."

    "Oh."

    Song Lele honestly took out five crumpled pink banknotes from his small bag and handed them to Song Yan.

    Song Yan took it without shame, put it in Xia Zhiye's clothes pocket, and looked up at him: "Has the car called?"

    Xia Zhiye seemed to guess what he wanted to do, with a smile in his eyes: "Well, it's already at the door of the hospital."

    "Okay." Song Yan turned to look at Song Lele again, "Go and play with his little brother security guard, and when he finds that his brother has run away, hug him and call mommy , Mom is on the second floor and will be down soon. When the time comes, you can tell her brother and brother Xia to go home for treatment, and she will know. Do you understand?"

    "Well, I see."

    Although Song Lele didn't quite understand why his brother did this, he still firmly remembered his brother's arrangement and nodded heavily.

    Song Yan rubbed his head satisfactorily: "Go, this matter is done, and the math papers for the winter vacation are cut in half."

    Song Lele heard the words without saying a word, and immediately ran towards the security guard with her two calves.

    Song Yan took Xia Zhiye's hand: "Are you ready?"

    Xia Zhiye crossed his fingers: "Well, ready."

    "One."

    "Two."

    "Three."

    "Run!"

    Song Yan didn't understand why in those TV dramas, every time there was a conflict in the plot, it was always a rainy day in summer.

    Until he held Xia Zhiye's hand, in the wind and rain, stepped on the muddy puddles and the broken osmanthus flowers, and headed towards the car not far away that was about to take them to freedom When the vehicles in the land rushed away, he realized that there are always some weather, some seasons, some atmosphere, some people, which will make you want to break those quiet and boring lives and do some long-awaited drama. thing.

    It seems that only in this way can they prove that they are still living in a bright tone with all their might, instead of being trapped in the shackles of those rigid rules and living hopelessly and numbly.

    When the car started, Song Yan looked at the angry security guard who was hugged by Song Lele's thigh and Qin Qing who hurried down to join the fight, and suddenly couldn't help lying on Xia Zhiye and laughed: " Cao, Xia Zhiye, we ran like idiots just now."

    Xia Zhiye said seriously: "To be honest, just now I had a feeling that I was the hero of an idol drama."

    "Can you **** stop being so playful."

    Song Yan smiled and punched Xia Zhiye.

    Xia Zhiye couldn't help laughing and said, "Can I have your younger brother in the show? When he hugged the security guard and shouted 'Brother, run away', it was so miserable that I thought he wanted to sacrificed."

    "Well, you're right, so it wouldn't make sense if you didn't buy a few more Transformers for your brother-in-law." Song Yan looked at the chicken feathers farther and farther behind the car, carrying He smiled, as if he didn't realize what he said.

    Only Xia Zhiye heard the three words "brother-in-law" and was in a good mood, hugged Song Yan, and whispered with a smile: "Well, okay, let's talk about it later, where are we going now. "

    "Go home and sleep."

    "?"

    Song Yan is so proactive today?

    Seeing Xia Zhiye's expression of anticipation and surprise, Song Yan knew that he was thinking of some yellow waste again, and kicked his ears with red ears: "Stop the shameless thoughts in your mind immediately. We Just go to sleep, just sleep, I haven't slept well for months, I have to make up for it all today, don't try to delay my sleep time."

    Song Yan really thought so.

    However, most of the time at this age, it is difficult to control the development of the situation.

    When the door was closed, Song Yan hugged Xia Zhiye and gently kissed his lips, the two of them couldn't be separated anymore.

      expression.

    Song Yan thought that Xia Zhiye could be restrained, otherwise why would he just smile so tenderly when he saw him, but when he felt Xia Zhiye's out-of-control offensive that almost devoured him Only then did he realize that Xia Zhiye's long-standing pain and longing were no less than his.

    It's just that Xia Zhiye is the depended party in this relationship, so he has to show a more gentle and strong appearance in front of him.

    The intense repressed thoughts and love these days have broken through Song Yan's rationality. He hugged Xia Zhiye's waist tightly, closed his eyes, and let his senses follow his instincts.

    He thought they could just let things go on like this until they were all truly cathartic and satisfied.

    However, Xia Zhiye suddenly held his hand, turned his head slightly, and said hoarsely, "I'll take a cold shower."

    "Xia Zhiye, actually I don't..."

    "You're still young, and you're not in good health, so let's eat first, and then have a good night's sleep, okay?" Xia Zhiye bowed his head and kissed Song Yan's forehead, then turned around and prepared to go into the bathroom .

     Song Yan grabbed her wrist.

    Xia Zhiye turned around.

    Song Yan lowered her eyes and tried her best to keep her tone cold: "A cold shower is easy to catch a cold."

    "So?"

    "So I'll help you."

    The tone was cold as if he was saving the wounded, but his ears were red and bleeding, Xia Zhiye took a deep breath, he felt that Song Yan was indeed sent by God to test his character and legal morality .

    In the end, Song Yan was not able to help in the end except for setting fires everywhere.

    But she became more squeamish, and when she felt tired and painful, she lightly kicked her foot and acted coquettishly in a self-consciously fierce tone. Don't dare to exert force.

    In the end, he was served comfortably, but Xia Zhiye could only hold his hand to finish hastily, and was kicked by him for too long.

    Hate Xia Zhiye gritted his teeth and wanted to take him into his arms and teach him a lesson, but when he touched the thin body like a piece of paper, he could only sigh lowly: "How thin It's like this. When grandma finds out later, she can beat you up in anger."

    Song Yan closed her eyes and did not speak.

    Xia Zhiye said helplessly, "I have to eat."

    Song Yan still closed her eyes and did not speak.

    Xia Zhiye can only say fiercely: "If you are not in good health in the future and can't accompany me to live to ninety-nine, I will find other old men and be mad at you."

    "You dare!"

    Song Yan flew over and kicked.

    Xia Zhiye grabbed his ankle without giving up: "So do you want to eat well in the future?"

    Song Yan earned it, but he didn't earn it, so he could only be angry: "If you want to wait for me to die and find another old man, just dream it, you live ninety-nine years, I at least live By the time you reach 111, don't look for other old men in your life, if you do, I'll beat you to death."

    "It's good, don't look for it." Xia Zhiye smiled and took Song Yan back into his arms, "But you also have to have the ability to live to one hundred and one, just now This small body, I am afraid that no one will beat him to death. So eating well and sleeping well every day is the most important. "

    "Get up, don't treat me like a child."

    Song Yan said so, but his body was very honest, "It's not that I don't want to eat, I don't want to sleep, I'm..."

    Song Yan was halfway through, realizing that he had missed the point, stopped abruptly, and closed his lips.

    Xia Zhiye asked in a low voice, "What is it?"

    Song Yan opened her lips slightly, murmured for a while, and finally lowered her eyelids and said in a low voice, "I miss you so much."

    Xia Zhiye held his hand slightly stiff.

    Song Yan lowered her eyelashes, and spoke slowly and calmly: "When eating, you will think about what Xia Zhiye is doing, whether you are eating, who you are eating with, and whether there will be any beautiful girls. Come over to share a table with you, bring you milk tea, and order takeaway."

    "When I go to bed, I will think, what is Xia Zhiye doing, have you slept, have you dreamed of me, will you forget what I look like because you haven't seen me for too long? , you will never see me again."

    "When I saw other young couples in the school holding hands secretly, pressing the road, and passing notes, I would think if I was still in the third middle school, would we be like other couples, strolling in the woods together, Secretly kissing and fighting guerrilla warfare with Liu Deqing."

    "So as long as my mind is free, I will miss you, think that you are still here, whether you like me or not, and there will be a whole year, whether we can make it through."

    "If you can't make it through and you give up, what should I do."

    "Every time I think about this, I feel like I'm back in the days when I was locked in a dark room, there was no light, no hope, and then I suddenly understood that my mother committed suicide at that time. Thought. But I don’t want to do this, so I can’t let myself idle, I don’t dare to sleep, I don’t dare to eat, I can only keep studying and studying, as if this is the only thing I can control.”

    "So I'm very happy when you come today."

    Because he can finally be sure that Xia Zhiye is still there.

    His hope and redemption are still there.

    Ming Ming Song Yan's tone was extremely calm and indifferent, but Xia Zhiye's heart still throbbed.

    He hugged Song Yan and whispered, "Song Yan, do you know what I was thinking when I stood on the green train all day and night?"

    Song Yan raised her eyes.

    Xia Zhiye looked into his eyes and said slowly: "I'm thinking, the scenery outside the window is so beautiful, after our college entrance examination, I must drive you to see it. So I don't mind at all. I didn’t feel hard or tired, I just thought it would be nice if you were here.”

    "I can tell you when you are here, Song Yan, look at how cute there is a puppy on the ridge over there, do we want to have a good-tempered puppy in the future? A kitten with a bad temper, I'm in charge of shoveling shit, you're in charge of licking, and the house must be very lively."

     "When I was thinking about it, the person next to me asked me why I was giggling all the time, and I said I was thinking of my lover, he would definitely fight with that bad-tempered kitten, to It must be cute when he looks. And when I smile, he must have red ears and lose his temper, which is even more cute."

    "I've been thinking about this all the way, and when I see you, I'll be even more sure, I want to raise a golden retriever, and then raise a beautiful little puppet, so that the boss is like me, Two like you, how nice."

    "So Song Yan, don't think about the future without me, because the future I think about has you."

    Song Yan thought, at that time Xia Zhiye was clearly talking about the most beautiful things in the gentlest tone, but why would he be crying uncontrollably.

    I think I'm too lucky.

    Because even though he had some unpleasant experiences, God still gave him a Xia Zhiye and taught him what is the right way to love.

    In that moment, he suddenly felt as if there was no pain, despair and helplessness, and he kicked Xia Zhiye lazily: "I'm hungry, order takeout, and sleep after eating. "

    Xia Zhiye chuckled: "Okay."

    The torrential rain outside the window did not know when it stopped.

    Song Yan had a dream in Xia Zhiye's arms.

    In the dream, he and Xia Zhiye raised a dog, a cat, gray hair, and still couldn't stop giggling.