It Seems There is Light

Secret

Perhaps when he was in the lower grades of elementary school, he had inexhaustible energy every day. He was alive and kicking all day long. He didn’t like to sleep well, and he always thought that sleeping was a waste of life.

But his parents always said he wouldn’t grow tall if he didn’t sleep.

It was really annoying.

The best way to deal with parents was to run to someone else’s house to sleep.

Every time they said to their playmate, “I’ll sleep at your house today.” —— it was all a lie. Once the door was closed and the quilt was covered, the boring nap time passed in the blink of an eye between jokes and jostling.

At that time, Xie Fei grabbed Yan Liang for a nap every day, and he was tucked into bed again before ten o’clock at night.

Then one day during lunch break, before Xie Fei put Yan Liang into bed, Yan Liang said he wanted to go to Zhou Yuan’s house for a nap.

The two kids closed the door and played the whole day that the room was almost torn apart by them.

Around that time, Yan Liang found the best way to spend his lunch break.

At that age, probably no children liked to take a nap. They ran to other people’s houses as soon as it was lunch break.

It was impossible to sleep well, not in this lifetime.

The happy days didn’t last long, as Yan Liang’s access to the bed was unilaterally and forcibly shut down after the “little windmill incident”.

What did this mean?

It meant that he had to spend two hours of his lunch break in bed.

It was like being tortured.

So he thought of his little friend Shi An.

Shi An, at that age, never ran from one end of the alley to the other end of the alley all day long like other children, and seemed to have no special friends, often sitting in the store quietly reading a book.

Yan Liang liked Shi An because this porcelain doll-looking kid was actually very cool, unlike the other kids in the alley who jumped around like wild monkeys.

This cool kid and he were pretty close, but not particularly close.

Friendships at this age were often based on questions like “Am I your best friend”, and Yan Liang had managed to become the “best friend” of all the kids in the alley, except Shi An.

Yan Liang didn’t feel comfortable asking Shi An this kind of question; Shi An was so cool, he might think he was childish.

The best way to build a revolutionary friendship was to share the bed together, but he had never slept at Shi An’s house. Although they had known each other for more than a year, this cool kid still made him feel distant. Yan Liang was actually a little bit embarrassed.

After lying at home for two days of torture, Yan Liang squatted at the door of Shi’an’s dessert shop.

Shi An looked down at Yan Liang and tilted his head slightly, expressing doubt.

At noon the sun was slightly drenched. The warm breeze was slowly blowing from one end to the other end of the alley, and the shades of light overlapping slowly swayed on the green stone floor.

Yan Liang looked into Shi An’s light-colored eyes and took a deep breath before asking him, “Can I come to your house for a nap?”

The very cool kid was slightly stunned.

To be honest Shi An was not used to sleeping with people.

He almost never experienced the warmth of falling asleep in his parents’ arms, and as he grew older, he became more and more uncomfortable sleeping in the same bed with others.

But Yan Liang was his only friend, and his only friend was just like all the other kids in the alley, who liked to go to other people’s houses for naps.

If he refused, then his only friend might not want him.

So the cool kid nodded gently and said, “Yes.”

Yan Liang smiled all of a sudden, his lips showing one side of his little fangs.

But he didn’t smile for long.

“Inside and outside?” Shi An stood at the edge of the bed and looked up at Yan Liang. Yan Liang at that age was taller than his peers and already had the shadow of a handsome young teenager between his eyebrows. His back was straight, like a small green bamboo.

“Anywhere is okay,” he said.

“Inside” Shi An tilted his head slightly, “…You, spin around…?”

It was over. Even Shi An knew he spun around when sleeping.

Yan Liang painfully covered his face, feeling that his image in the heart of this cool little kid had been completely ruined. He made a few random mumbles and quickly climbed into bed.

The subtext of going to sleep at a friend’s house was to play, but Yan Liang watched as Shi An climbed into bed, rolled over to the outside and didn’t move.

It turned out Shi An’s idea of sleeping was sleeping.

So what was the difference between that and taking a nap at his own house?

Perhaps the only good thing was that he unilaterally felt a little closer to this little friend Shi An.

Yan Liang stared at the ceiling with no tears.

The warm light was reflected on the ceiling, Yan Liang put one arm on the back of his head, and raised the other hand, boringly drawing the outline of the light and shadow.

It was really easy to get sleepy in the middle of the day. The town was very quiet at noon; there were no pedestrians, occasionally there were one or two distant dogs barking. With no one to play with Yan Liang, he squinted slightly, and his consciousness gradually began to blur.

Suddenly the person next to him rolled over.

Yan Liang thought Shi An was going to talk to him and was instantly refreshed, but who knew that when he turned his head, he found that Shi An had fallen asleep.

This cool little kid was curled up slightly after falling asleep, surprisingly like a balled up kitten.

In fact, Yan Liang felt that Shi An was the most beautiful child he had ever seen since he grew up. Shi An was not in good health, didn’t exercise often, and couldn’t play with people very much. His complexion was a little pale, and his expression was also pale. He lacked a bit of smoke and fire on his body,1 always giving people the feeling of being out of touch.

Shi An’s sleeping face was rare among boys. It looked good and quiet, and the whole person revealed a bit of fragile ease. The cold breath was diluted, making people especially want to protect him.

It turned out that the cool kid was so cute when he fell asleep. Yan Liang couldn’t help but laugh and licked his small fangs with the tip of his tongue.

But soon Yan Liang noticed that Shi An’s eyelashes began to tremble slightly, as if they were tending to tremble more and more urgently.

Shi An’s eyelashes were very long, with the end curving upward slightly. The thick feathery eyelashes were trembling more and more, and the eyes under the eyelids were moving slightly, as if dreaming.

His face was getting paler and paler, his lips were slightly parted, and he was panting sharply, looking… as if he was extremely tired.

Yan Liang sat up suddenly, feeling a little at a loss.

Shi An seemed to be very uncomfortable, but the whole person was still very quiet. The movement did not change, but the lip color was also getting lighter and lighter, as if he was exhausted to the limit.

He seemed to say something, his thin lips moved slightly.

Yan Liang was a bit at a loss for words and gently held Shi An’s hand on the pillow. Shi An’s hand was a bit smaller than his and could be completely covered by his palm. He found Shi An’s hand was very cold.

He bent down and put his ear close to Shi An, who was indeed talking. The weak wind flicked the broken hair around his ears.

“I, I can’t run, I can’t move, I’m so tired…I, don’t want to run…”

“Don’t go…”

He heard Shi An repeat these words at a very low volume, and Shi An said very short words intermittently, like a person who was about to run out of strength after a long time.

Yan Liang didn’t know what to do anymore.

Shi An still kept curling up on his side, seemingly trapped in a dim and long dream. Instead of the hysteria of being trapped in a nightmare, he was so obedient, so quiet, and seemingly in so much pain.

Yan Liang’s heart ached. He held Shi An’s cold fingertips in his hands while he gently ran his hand down Shi An’s back, patting him.

His soothing seemed to have worked, Shi An really gradually calmed down, restoring a peaceful and calm look.

Yan Liang didn’t know what to do, so he did it instinctively. He was actually very nervous, afraid that this way of handling it was wrong, and was startled to sweat.

When he let go of Shi An, he lay down again, but this time he was completely drowsy.

After lying quietly for an hour or so, Shi An woke up. Yan Liang felt the slightest movement next to him and immediately closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

Shi An got up from the bed and looked at Yan Liang, who was lying on his back in a textbook sleeping position, and tilted his head in confusion.

What about spinning around? No, he didn’t.

He was a little curious, and leaned over to study for a while, and found that Yan Liang actually slept very honestly, lying straight, not moving.

Shi An sat back down and leaned back slightly on the bedside table. Every time he woke up from a nap, he was a bit disoriented, but today it seemed less uncomfortable and his head was not so dizzy.

He gently rubbed his temples with his fingers, and it only took less than ten minutes to adjust himself.

He couldn’t quite remember if he’d had a dream at noon today, but he supposed he hadn’t. If he had, it would’ve been uncomfortable after waking up.

He hadn’t slept that well in a long time.

When he had almost settled down, Yan Liang also woke up and straightened up to sit on the bed.

Yan Liang took a good look at Shi An from head to toe and found that this cool kid was still the same cool kid, with little expression on his face as usual, seemingly used to it.

Did Shi An often have nightmares?

Yan Liang thought, feeling a little uncomfortable.

He could feel that Shi An was in a lot of pain when he had that dream, and today he happened to help Shi An get rid of the nightmare unintentionally. But what about before, did Shi An manage it all by himself?

This was really an unpleasant thing.

Yan Liang pouted a little bit.

Shi An turned his head sideways and looked at him with those amber eyes with pupils that were slightly lighter than the others.

“I’ll go back first,” Yan Liang stood up, “Can I come to you to sleep in the future?”

Shi An nodded gently.

Yan Liang wrinkled his nose and smiled, with a small crease at the end of his eyes. He was handsome, and this expression on his face looked very cute. He looked at Sh An: “Let me ask you, am I your best friend ah?”

Shi An thought for a moment.

Before he met Yan Liang, Shi An had no friends.

Yan Liang was the first person to give him a birthday present, the first person to hold his hand, the first person to play with him, and the person to treat him best.

Although Yan Liang had many best friends, he only had one best friend: Yan Liang.

After tilting his head and thinking for a while, Shi An nodded.

Yan Liang was a little happy, even happier than being the best friend of other children. After all, little friend Shi An was so cool, not everyone could be Shi An’s best friend.

Little friend Yan Liang was a little proud of himself.

“Then, I’ll go back,” Yan Liang said, bouncing off the bed, “I will sleep with you in the future, I promise not to spin around.”

To describe a person’s life that is superior and does not require hard work. It also describes a sense of elegance and cleanliness. There is also the kind of daze, wandering, without focus.