The Sick and Gloomy Bamboo Horse Was Stunned by My Kiss

The firefly incident is over.

Jiang Ning still brought a caterpillar to school in a glass jar. The girls in the entire class exploded. Zhong Congshuang's eyes looked at her more like a weapon of Resident Evil, and he pretended to be unintentional when the student meeting was in session. Xu Mingyi raised a mouth: "Normal girls are afraid of bugs, right? Isn't Jiang Ning harming the others in the class?"

Unexpectedly, Xu Mingyi seemed to be greatly frustrated, let alone in the mood to chat with her a few words on this topic, and didn't even look at her.

The glass jar was placed between the tables of Jiang Ning and Yan Yixie, and the green caterpillar squirmed his head, wriggling joyously inside.

Even if Jiang Ning caught this kind of thing personally, it wouldn't be cute.

Yan Yixie already regretted it.

But I bit my head and wanted to come, so I stomped on it and threw it into the trash can. It seemed a bit slapped.

So he calmly said to Jiang Ning: "Looking at this caterpillar staying in the glass jar, it seems unhappy, why don't we release it."

Jiang Ning smiled harmlessly: "I think it's very happy, otherwise you put your hand in and tease it?"

Yan Yixie: "... Jiang Ning, did you deliberately?"

Jiang Ning said in that vicissitudes of life: "It seems that the ones that are too easy to get will never be cherished..."

Yan Yixie: "..."

The two of them went to the lawn under the teaching building after a certain class, opened the glass jar, and released the caterpillars.

To release a caterpillar, Jiang Ning swears this is the most boring thing he has done in two lifetimes.

Yan Yixie pushed her wheelchair and looked at her by the side, and the sunset falling on her, but felt that this matter was very special.

In my future life, I may always remember that a caterpillar was released with Jiang Ning this year.

It was Christmas day in a blink of an eye.

The school arranges each class to go to a three-day winter camp, which is equivalent to a group holiday. The teachers and students in the whole school were very excited, and they had gathered together the day before to discuss what to bring.

However, for Yan Yixie, such a day is no different from any day in peacetime, and it is even more deserted than usual.

Although the 25th is his birthday, he hasn't had a birthday habit in recent years.

If the housekeeper makes unnecessary use of his call to call his father, he will still be angry.

The wife who was running into the housekeeper had a minor operation these days, and Yan Yixie simply gave the housekeeper a short vacation so that he could go back to accompany his wife.

The housekeeper closed the doors and windows before leaving, and was busy in the kitchen. He thanked Yan Yi: "Master, there is a lot of snow outside these two days, and the snowy road is slippery. You'd better not go out. The chef is 12 noon and 6 pm I will come here separately. The ingredients for the three days are already in the refrigerator. Tell him directly what you want to eat, or you can call me if you don’t want to communicate with him. I’ll be back the next afternoon."

Yan Yixie said, "Okay, it's not that you haven't given you a short vacation before."

The butler was still a little worried, and said: "Or I will buy you a birthday cake and come back."

Yanyi thanked him: "You know I don't like cream."

The butler said: "But no matter what, you still have to eat a small piece for your birthday, or else you don't buy the kind with cream?"

Yan Yixie frowned: "I don't eat cakes."

The steward said: "Or, or do you let the chef cook you a longevity noodle at night?"

"How can anyone celebrate their birthday? It's a shame." Yan Yixie finally told the truth.

Is it possible to buy cakes alone, put candles in, and sing birthday songs alone? Even if no one else looked at Yan Yixie, he felt ashamed. It's winter, the city is full of heavy snow, and there is a sound from the cold villa. People waiting for the foot of the mountain will even think that there is a ghost here.

The housekeeper stood there hesitated for a while: "Or should I call Jiang Ning?"

"What do you tell her to do? Why is she going to the winter camp well to spoil her interest?" Yan Yixie was finally a little annoyed: "Can't you leave?"

The housekeeper had no choice but to throw the bag in the trunk, and thanked Yan: "Master, let me drive the car back to use it."

Yan Yi thanked him: "Yeah."

There was a hum of the car, and the butler drove away.

As soon as the housekeeper left, the villa was completely deserted. The heavy snow bends the treetops outside the yard, and the reeds in autumn have long withered. Looking out from the glass windows on the second floor, the mountains and plains are silent white.

Yan Yixie glanced at the time. At ten o'clock in the morning, Jiang Ning should have boarded the bus with a group of classmates and headed to Wuming Mountain.

Yesterday Jiang Ning brought the climbing equipment he gave to the class. When school was over, a group of people were onlookers. Jiang Ning's proud expression was lively and vivid. I must have a great time today. If she arrives at the top of the mountain tonight, she will be able to see the long-awaited sunrise tomorrow morning.

Thinking like this, Yan Yixie opened his laptop and searched for a few sunrise pictures, trying to imagine what the sunrise Jiang Ning and other students could see.

The chef came over at noon and finished the meal and left. He had never communicated with the young owner of this villa. Hearing that the other party had a bad temper, he had always communicated with the housekeeper Zhou.

Yan Yixie had no appetite. After eating some, he fed the custard bag and threw the dishes into the dishwasher.

In the afternoon, he relived two horror films without expression. The villa has always been quiet and empty and scary, as if the sound effects cannot be opened to fill the empty villa.

Yan Yixie suddenly felt a little unbearable. Obviously, I spent every day in the previous few years like this, but now I don't get used to it anymore.

Yanyi turned off the projector with gratitude.

The sky was getting darker and he sat on the sofa without turning on the lights.

Just as the teenager was thinking about going to bed at six o'clock, the phone screen suddenly lit up.

Yan Yixie took out his mobile phone. It was a text message from Jiang Ning: "At around 7 in the evening, there are Christmas balloons in the China World Trade Center Plaza. It seems to be a limited edition. I can’t buy them. If you are fine, can you go to the China World Trade Center Plaza? Buy me a bunch?"

Yan Yixie: "You let me run errands for you?"

Jiang Ning quickly returned with a smile: "Help, and it should be very lively in the International Trade Plaza square now. There is a countdown to the New Year, you can go and check it out."

Then Jiang Ning sent another one: "Otherwise, I will let Xu Mingyi know the competition, competition, team, and friends who did not go to the winter camp to help buy it."

When Yan Yixie saw the three words "Xu Mingyi", no matter what the content was, he was already getting upset.

After a while, Jiang Ning received a cold "Do you dare". She stood in the cold wind, looking at these two words, and breathed into her stiff hands. So is he going or not?

Yan Yixie left after sending the text message.

He put on a black scarf and asked the chef to drive the car to the avenue of China World Trade Center Plaza.

At seven o'clock in the evening, the snow had stopped, the sky was going to be dark, the long street was jammed with long cars, and the square was indeed full of people. The lights are dazzling, and Santa Claus suits are displayed in many windows. There are also many young people who shop on the floor and sell some cheap jewelry.

There was singing outside the shop, and many students came out to play, all with laughter.

Yan Yixie passed by pushing the wheelchair, and many people's eyes looked over, consciously or unconsciously, as if they were guessing how a young man with white skin and a golden and precious young master would sit in a wheelchair.

Accidentally fractured?

Yan Yixie was not used to appearing in such a lively occasion with so many people. He curled his eyebrows and searched the crowd blankly for the balloon seller Jiang Ning said, and he planned to buy it for Jiang Ning and then go back.

However, I didn't see it after looking around for a long time.

He texted Jiang Ning, but the noisy crowd was almost crowded and there was almost no signal. He could only make a call: "What kind of limited edition balloon, did you see it from the flyer? Do you have any specific information?"

After the phone was finally connected, it was extremely noisy. Yan Yixie couldn't tell whether it was the noisy on his side or Jiang Ning's.

He couldn't hear what Jiang Ning said, and Jiang Ning shouted again over there, "Are you facing the cinema?"

Yan Yixie looked at it, and the movie theater was behind him. He said, "Stop yelling. When you scream out, you can just take a picture of the flyer and send it over."

"No, no, the balloon is coming right away, you stay where you are."

Jiang Ning spoke intermittently. It was too noisy. The entire square was playing Christmas songs, fireworks exploded in the dark, and the crowd all raised their heads and cheered.

Yan Yixie held the phone tightly to her ears. The phone was hot and couldn't hear a few words clearly.

He frowned, raised his head, and suddenly saw a group of colorful balloons not far away above the top of the man, with the red silk cloth with the word "Limited Edition" floating on it, being caught by a small staff wearing Christmas doll costumes. Take it, moving slowly against the crowd.

Yan Yixie: "..."

What is this limited edition? Is it too sloppy?

"I seem to see where I bought it." Yan Yixie shouted to the phone, "Jiang Ning, what color do you want?"

"Beep—beep—beep—"

The signal was so bad that the phone was automatically disconnected without hearing Jiang Ning's answer.

Yan Yixie felt helpless. He was sitting in an automatic wheelchair, squeezing into the crowd, and trying his best to move toward the Christmas doll holding a balloon.

During the carnival, the short staff in doll clothes was crowded crookedly by the crowd.

Yan Yixie suddenly felt something was wrong, how could he feel that the other party was also moving towards him?

Another round of fireworks exploded, and Yan Yixie finally squeezed the crowd and moved to the side of the Christmas doll costume.

Before the other party took off his headgear, he grabbed the other party's huge furry palm, dragged the other party, and protected him and squeezed into a crowded place.

There is a wheelchair to open the way, which is much easier than a clumsy doll suit, and it squeezed out after a while.

The two were left behind by the crowd.

A corner with a little less people.

"Are you stupid?" Yan Yixie dragged the wrist of the doll's suit and helped her lift up the pants that were about to fall: "Is it heavy?"

"How do you know it's me?!" Jiang Ning asked in amazement in the doll's clothing. The voice passed through a circle of furry, making it sound like an urn: "When did you know it was me?"

She couldn't see Yan Yixie in her eyes, and she had to support her head with two huge palms to prevent her head from falling off, which seemed a little ridiculous.

"You can tell at a glance, there is no such small staff." Yan Yi thanked.

As soon as he saw him, she was the only one who pushed away from the crowd and came towards him.

Jiang Ning said angrily: "What a short, I have to grow taller, I will grow to 1.7 meters in the end!"

Yan Yixie smiled: "Do you have the ability to predict? Is it so accurate?"

Jiang Ning: "Oops, I can't take off the headgear."

"I'll help you." Yan Yixie pulled Jiang Ning and let her squat down slightly.

Jiang Ning smashed his head up with two huge palms, but he didn't know where it got stuck, his head was strangled so much that he didn't take it off for a long time, and suddenly howled: "It hurts."

"Don't move." The young man patted her hand away to prevent her from using brute force. He searched for a long time to find a stuck zipper, opened the zipper, and finally helped her take off the headgear.

Take off the headgear.

Yan Yixie looked at Jiang Ning with wet hair, and his heart trembled.

Jiang Ning was like a fish coming ashore. He hurriedly breathed, staying inside and being squeezed around by the crowd, feeling almost suffocated.

There was crystal sweat on her forehead, panting hard and condensed into hoarfrost in the winter.

Yan Yixie stretched out his hand subconsciously.

Jiang Ning smiled and squatted down on his knees.

Yan Yixie wiped her sweat. The moment he touched her forehead, the young man's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, as if he was suddenly awake, changed to poke her forehead, and quickly retracted his hand.

"Ah." Jiang Ning touched her forehead, simulating a shot.

"Why are you here?" Yan Yixie was silent for a moment, and tried to calm his heartbeat. He took off the scarf from his neck, hung it around Jiang Ning's neck, and wrapped it twice.

Jiang Ning bowed his head cooperatively.

Yan Yixie asked, "Aren't you supposed to go to the top of the mountain now?"

Jiang Ning said: "I don't want to go, what's so fun about climbing the snow-capped mountains? What's so good about the sunrise. It's not impossible to go in the future."

Yan Yixie looked at her: "But it may be the last time I went to the winter camp with those people in my class. There will be no such opportunity in the future, don't you regret it?"

"I regretted that I was not with you on your birthday."

Yanyi thanked it and was startled: "You—"

Jiang Ning said: "The housekeeper didn't say, don't rely on him. I sneaked a look at the files in the teacher's drawer when I handed in my homework." Jiang Ning stuck out his tongue: "Don't tell me."

It was eight o'clock, and snow fell in the sky again, fireworks bloomed in the night sky, and the crowd began to cheer somehow.

The head of the boy's heart was rolled into the magma, and it was hot.

He lowered his eyelashes, as if he didn't know how to deal with the current situation, as if he could neither erect the hard defense nor erect the piercing thorns.

He murmured a little awkwardly: "It's just a birthday, every year."

"Next year is next year. I can't miss this year." Jiang Ning said with a smile, and handed him the balloon held in the furry white bear's paws: "Do you mind if my gift is just a bunch of balloons?"

Yan Yixie took it, looked up at the balloons in messy colors, and smiled: "Limited edition?"

Jiang Ning saw the boy smile for the first time.

It wasn't the kind of defensive sneer, or the gloomy sarcasm, and it wasn't just a touch of the corners of the lips, but a frank and open smile, with all smiles in his eyes.

Under the fireworks, the corners of his delicate white eyes and eyebrows were moved, making them a little more vivid and gentle.

Jiang Ning couldn't help being stunned.

Yan Yixie was watching, his face was a little hot, he quickly and unnaturally stretched the corners of his mouth into a straight line, regaining his expressionless expression.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Ning was unhappy, and leaned over with his two hairy claws to press the corners of his mouth, trying to raise the corners of his mouth again.

But the two hairy claws were too inconvenient to find a precise point, so they rubbed the boy's face round and round.

Yan Yixie: "..."

"It's really a limited edition." Jiang Ning came back to his senses and continued what he said earlier, saying: "I didn't contact you today? I just came out to find this stuff. Look carefully, each color is only one. Only. I searched according to the color chart. There are more than a dozen of blue, lake blue, water blue, and matte blue. But all the colors add up to tens of thousands, and it is impossible to find them completely, so Only more than 80 species were found."

Jiang Ning asked Yan Yixie to look at the balloon. The boy looked up at the balloon floating in the snow, but his eyes quickly fell back to her face.

"After finding the balloon, I rented a doll suit again. At first the staff in the commercial building refused to rent it to me. But I was so exhausted, I ate two meals this day." Jiang Ning began to sell miserably: "The housekeeper is on holiday, but the chef is not on holiday, shall we go to your house for supper later?"

Yan Yixie: "..." I was waiting here.

The crowd began to squeeze again, as if the fireworks were about to end. When the last bunch of fireworks bloomed in the night sky, some people shouted "Merry Christmas."

And Jiang Ning stood in front of Yan Yixie, holding her clumsy Santa Claus headgear. The smile on her face was far brighter than the fireworks behind her. Her eyes were bright and she thanked Yan Yixie, "Yan Yixie, happy birthday, Happy birthday and Christmas."

For the first time in the past few years, someone wished him a happy birthday.

She said: "Of course I like liveliness, mountain climbing, and fun with everyone, but these are not as important to you. Next year's birthday, I hope we will still spend it together. Then year after year, until my hair is gray."

Until the hair is gray?

She added: "These are not my wishful thinking. Don't be cold. If you agree, and you are willing to be the best in the world, just touch my head."

Jiang Ning started to talk about her endless **** again.

But Yan Yixie's heart beats wildly.

White snowflakes fell between them, and they looked at each other quietly.

Jiang Ning's smile and bright eyes seemed to light up a deserted beacon on an isolated island in the young man's heart. At that moment, the young man's emotions surged, his blood boiled like magma, and his empty island began to grow wanton. There was something he could no longer control.

Jiang Ning put his furry hands behind his back and lowered his head with a smile.

Yan Yixie was speechless, stretched out frozen red hand and touched her head.

Jiang Ning raised his head and laughed.

Yan Yixie looked at her smile, his heart beating violently. He listened to the crowds behind him, listened to the buzzing in his chest, and suddenly remembered an old sentence.

Love doesn't know where it started, but it keeps going deep.