Yaoyuan said again: "Does the liver area still hurt when running sports games?"

After touching Tan Ruikang's ribs from afar, Tan Ruikang said: "It doesn't hurt."

"Where is here?"

"here?"

Tan Ruikang grabbed Yaoyuan's hand and pressed it on his chest, without saying a word, staring at Yaoyuan quietly.

Looking at him from afar, the two of them looked at each other for a long time.

He repeatedly compared the appearance of Tan Ruikang when he came to his house and his current appearance in his mind.

It's completely different.

At that time, Tan Ruikang was like a sticky piece of chewing gum, with oily and greasy hair. He wore a pair of strength and had two holes in his socks.

Now he is wearing a clean-washed shirt, with a faint smell on his neck, his hair is cut very short and energetic, he wears a watch for him faraway, wears a pair of socks that cost 80 yuan, dip sushi and is dipped in mustard, knowing the bull market, watching the market, understanding Cantonese, and singing the king of karaokes.

His tie can only be beaten away from home, and he will be beaten in a mess like a red scarf. He only hears the distance when buying clothes. He wears whatever he asks him to wear, from shirts to socks to underwear, he will do everything.

Only far away can we know what he buys and sells, and what he has the final say in what he eats and drinks.

During those years, they went to school and waited for the car together, laughed and got wet in the rain together, were depressed and happy together, like a dirty plasticine monkey, reborn in the distant light. Over the years, he personally pinched the monkey into this clean and cute appearance. This was a gift he made for himself. I originally wanted to forget it and throw it away.

Now it seems that I still can’t bear to leave it, after all, it took so much effort.

After all, besides Tan Ruikang, he is also his brother.

It seemed that from the moment he came to his house and sat on the sofa, they were destined to be unable to give up each other and gradually integrated into each other's lives... No, it should be said that it was in the yard of my grandfather's house...that day twenty years ago.

No matter what Zhao Guogang has done or how old or ugly he is, as long as he stands in the kitchen to cook for him, he loves him far away, and Tan Ruikang is the same.

Every word, action, every move, and every part of his soul has a distant mark.

Every inch of plasticine that makes up this big monkey has been printed with distant fingerprints, both on the outside and inside.

Yaoyuan said: "I might have loved you a little at that time. I always like to make you foolishly."

Tan Ruikang looked up again to watch the clip on TV. Ten years ago, he hugged Yaoyuan and beat him desperately happily.

"I love you." Yaoyuan whispered.

"Xiaoyuan, I may...I think I love you too." Tan Ruikang said: "That day, I... one day...I was sitting there at home, with the watch you gave me on the table...I saw the back..."

He took the table and said, "Xiaoyuan, did you engrave this word?"

Yaoyuan kissed Tan Ruikang's lips. This time, Tan Ruikang did not push him away. After the lips were separated, he kissed Yaoyuan's face.

That night, he brought the pillow over and slept in the distance every day. He woke up from the distance in the dark. Tan Ruikang subconsciously closed his arms and hugged him in front of him.

Yaoyuan woke up in the morning, carried a bag and headphones and left.

Tan Ruikang went to the company and went home in the afternoon to see no one. He turned off his phone and was shocked on the spot. He called Zhao Guogang, not Zhao Guogang's place.

"Xiaoyuan?" Tan Ruikang drove around, looking for Yaoyuan.

"Xiaoyuan—!!" Tan Ruikang roared.

His car wiped off the road, and the other party kept apologizing to him. Tan Ruikang waved his hand and didn't care. He threw the car in the middle of the road, turned around and ran away.

Tan Ruikang ran around, thinking about calling the police, but saw many students standing in front of the bus station, waiting for the bus after school.

It's winter evening, and the winter vacation is coming soon. The branches of trees are stretching barely into the sky. Under the gray sky, there are many junior high school students playing football in the playground.

A person stands outside the wall, looking from afar.

There were a few shouts from time to time in the stadium of No. 3 Middle School. The students looked tender and were full of spirits. A group of junior high school students were not tall, but pushed around, making a big fuss. The shirts were rolled to their elbows and the legs of their trousers were rolled to their knees.

[To be honest, I have been using wild fruit reading to read books and follow updates recently, changing sources and switching, and pronunciation aloud for many tones, www. Android and Apple are available.]

Everyone is very, very young.

"What are you here to do?" Tan Ruikang said.

Yaoyuan: "Look at your alma mater and just take a walk, what's wrong?"

Tan Ruikang breathed a sigh of relief, but fortunately he didn't hear him say "I just got out of school", otherwise I really didn't know if I was crying or laughing.

"Let's go home and steam the fish for you to eat in the evening." Tan Ruikang said.

Yaoyuan took a cup of milk tea and went to buy a cup for Tan Ruikang. The girls around him noticed them. The combination of the two was very strange. Yaoyuan wore a sweater and a scarf, and carried a student bag.

Tan Ruikang is wearing a suit and a tie, and looks like a mature uncle.

The two of them drank milk tea, stretched out their hands, and were with Tan Ruikang. They walked slowly on the road, found the car parked by Tan Ruikang, got in and went back.

The sky is gloomy and the Spring Festival is here. This year's Spring Festival is not good, and its consumption power is declining. Even fewer people set off firecrackers in private. Zhao Guogang treats guests and brings out the children. Several people have had a meal. The spirit is not very good, and he looks lazy. But his mood is much better than before. He will talk about economics and make Zhao Guogang exercise more.

On New Year's Eve, Tan Ruikang drove into the garage.

"I'm going back to visit the grave during the Qingming Festival this year," said Tan Ruikang.

"You can't take that girl from my uncle's house." Yaoyuan said: "You drive me and my dad and I. By the way, you can move my mother's urn back."

Tan Ruikang parked his car: "I'll contact the cemetery over there first."

Yaoyuan said: "It's very cheap, you can buy one for two or three thousand..."

The car turned off, Tan Ruikang turned his head and leaned over from afar, and their lips touched each other.

Tan Ruikang untied his seat belt, opened the car door and said, "Go upstairs." He suddenly realized that he was completely unconscious just now, and his face turned red in an instant.

Yaoyuan said: "Are you used to kissing your own wife?"

"No...no." Tan Ruikang said: "Just...I don't know why... Maybe I watched too much TV..."

Yaoyuan laughed at him all the way as he got on the elevator. The two of them went home. The New Year's peach trees were full of red envelopes, and a bunch of unknown phone calls were heard. Yaoyuan called back one by one to pay New Year's greetings and made an appointment to drive to Guangxi tomorrow.

"Can you learn a driver's license? There is someone as lazy as you!" You Zeyang shouted from the other end of the phone.

"I have a driver." Yaoyuan said: "My brother is back."

They made an appointment with each other, and Zhang Zhen would bring his wife and children to ask for red envelopes tomorrow. After making a phone call, he watched the Spring Festival Gala from afar in the living room, complaining that he was getting worse every year, and there was no worst, but he was even worse. Tan Ruikang smiled and said that this prophecy had been said a long time ago.

Tan Ruikang surfed the Internet in the living room, and after counting down, he said, "Happy New Year."

Tan Ruikang said: "Happy New Year."

He touched Yaoyuan's head, held him in his arms and rubbed him, got up to take a shower. When he came out, Yaoyuan had already fallen asleep. Tan Ruikang took off the quilt, climbed onto the bed, and lay beside him.

"It's cooler." Tan Ruikang said: "Is it colder today?"

He tucked his hands, which were far away from the quilt, into his arms.

In the middle of the night, I went to the bathroom far away. When I came back, I looked at Tan Ruikang's sleeping look, and then kissed him on the face and touched his ears.

Tan Ruikang was half asleep and half awake, holding him in his arms, lowering his head to kiss him.

Both of them woke up as they kissed. In the darkness, Tan Ruikang's breath became very rapid. The kiss was no longer a simple touch of lips. Yaoyuan whispered: "What do you feel?"

Tan Ruikang did not answer. Yaoyuan could feel his chest pounding. Tan Ruikang was quiet for a while, lowered his head to seal Yaoyuan's lips. The feeling was strange and familiar. The other party was no longer the person he knew, or it turned into another taste to brew. Tan Ruikang kissed for a while, and a little shivered. He turned his head and returned to quiet in the room.

"Why is it so cold tonight?" said faraway.

Tan Ruikang turned around again, hugged him tightly, and whispered in his ear: "It's getting cooler today, it's raining outside, so go to bed."

The next day, Yaoyuan yawned to brush his teeth and wash his face. There was hot water on the table. Tan Ruikang poked his head out from behind the door like a monkey and said with a smile: "It's good soon, you'll get up five minutes early today."

After brushing his teeth, Yaoyuan drank some hot water and said, "I don't know how the economic situation is like this year."

Tan Ruikang said: "I don't know, things are so expensive that I can't afford to eat."

Yaoyuan: "Are you going on a self-driving tour today?"

Tan Ruikang: "Brother, you have the final say."

Go into the kitchen far away, with the windows open, and a thin layer of fog outside, the road was wet, and pedestrians were holding umbrellas.

Tan Ruikang is tall and always bows his head when cooking to avoid touching the range hood and waiting for the water to boil in front of the steamer.

Yaoyuan hugged him from behind, buried his face on his shoulders, and shook it around.

Tan Ruikang was quiet for a while, spread the hand that was holding his waist, turned around, hugged him, lowered his head and kissed his lips, covering his palms with Yaoyuan's face, and his lips focused on him.

Yaoyuan remembered again when they first met when they were five years old. Tan Ruikang was leaning on the wall and looked at him with his eyes exactly the same as now.

It was a very complex emotion, and it seemed that I had found something in my life, full of surprise and joy.

The winter that year was particularly cold. It passed without realizing it on New Year's Eve. The withered leaves in the cold were soaked by rain and stuck on the asphalt road. Everything withered, but spring will not wither. After twelve o'clock, it soaked the whole city overnight. In the invisible places, countless green leaves are blooming quietly-

Spring is here.
Chapter completed!