Chapter 29

The weather gradually warmed up. After the late spring cold, the hooded sweatshirt worn inside the school uniform was replaced with short-sleeved ones.

The school uniform of the stone is already thin, and it is easy to tie it to your waist and is also a must-have when riding a bicycle. Occasionally, the two words "Stone" behind the school uniform are exposed and shook behind your butt, sparks and lightning all the way, as if announcing how great it is to get into a high school with his brother.

This is the best liberal arts high school in Chengdu. It is located on the roadside on the First Ring Road, next to the Sichuan Provincial Public Security Department. The road is covered with green trees. When the junction of spring and summer comes, the afternoon sun shines on the ground, and cicadas and birds are singing.

For Chengdu, half of the childhood memories of Xingcheng were about Ning Xi.

At noon, I rode my bike through the door of an elementary school. Xingcheng looked at the elementary school students carrying heavy schoolbags and holding classmate records in their hands. He suddenly realized that it was a little more than two months before graduation season was about to come.

Ning Xi had bought this thing after graduating from the sixth grade. Xiao Xingcheng quarreled and asked for a photo to write it. He was three years younger than his brother and was still in the third grade at that time. He didn't understand why the gender options were only "MM" and "GG".

So he made a good decision, wrote "DD" next to him and drew a ticker.

He wrote his home address clearly, even his grandparents' phone number, and the dream of the astronaut.

The message board he wrote was even more interesting, and his words were crooked and he couldn't remember it now, so he only remembered drawing a painting.

Blue sky, white clouds, sun, birds, fences, green trees, flowers and plants that are bigger than the sun.

There is a big house in the lower right corner, with wavy waves floating in the chimney, and a stone road is drawn at the door, and there are two boys in the middle.

They all smiled, with three hairs on their heads.

They held hands and said "Hello".

...

The countdown to the college entrance examination has entered double digits. After Ning Xi was taken down by his brother, he lived a very comfortable life every day, just like a little emperor. Even the yogurt I ate after lunch today was bought by Xingcheng on a bicycle to Kuixinglou.

I took a spoon to spread the honeycomb on the dough and then scooped it up with yogurt. Ning Xi's tongue tip just rolled over the dough and was trembling with sweetness.

Because of the stress of studying, as soon as the lunch break of Class 3 and 4 of high school came, in addition to the pile of teaching materials in the classroom, there were also classmates who were lying on the desk to do the test. They were so hot that they were upset, but they still had to grit their teeth and read.

The fan in the classroom was not turned on, saying that it was because the wind was prone to drowsiness, and everyone was more willing to be hot.

Xingcheng sat on the table in front of him with the yogurt that Ning Xi had eaten halfway, watching his brother bent down to pick up the pen with a distressed look.

The people in the class are no longer surprised by this super handsome junior high school student who is in the second year of high school. The boys have a slow sense of smell, but now girls are different. They obviously look at this side more, and there are occasional rumors, so Ning Xi doesn't care.

Ning Xi held the pen in his hand, Xingcheng looked around, and there were about ten people, all of whom were busy doing the questions, and then whispered: "If you do your questions, I will feed you?"

He blocked the spoon he fed with his hand, and Ning Xi blushed: "Stop messing around."

Xingcheng was stubborn and looked around: "They are all doing questions."

What's more, these high piles of teaching aids have blocked their sight long ago...

Ning Xi shook his head, changed the ruler and drew auxiliary lines on the triangle, and said, "You eat something yourself."

I rode my bike to the end of school. At least it was so far away. I even bought a bowl of noodles after a while. I guess his brother didn't eat much.

After he said this, the wind blew out of the window, and the spring blew into the classroom. A corner of the curtain was rolled up and rose up. The sunlight outside leaked out a desk, spreading it at Ning Xi's hand, and blowing a corner of the test paper.

It seemed as if leaves were floating in, the curtains were flying, and suddenly they enveloped Xingchang, who was sitting in the front seat and lying backwards.

He quickly scooped a spoonful of yogurt and handed it to Ning Xi's mouth.

Ning Xi was not pretentious either, so he opened his mouth and bit it.

It was obviously a spoonful of yogurt, but it was as sweet as honey, rubbing the corners of his mouth. Ning Xi pursed it and looked straight at Xingcheng's eyes.

Before Ning Xi could react, Xingcheng held a tissue in his hand and gently wiped it off.

The moment the movement fell, the wind stopped, and the curtains slowly returned to their original state, leaning quietly against the wall.

With a "bang", Ning Xi's pen fell to the ground again.

Xingcheng is trying his best to take advantage of it, and he bent down with Ning Xi. He saw the slender and white hand under the desk. Without hesitation, he immediately grabbed it.

Ning Xi was originally picking up a pen, but suddenly looked up and stared at Xingcheng. Because there were classmates around him, he didn't say anything.

Xingcheng squinted his eyes and smiled, slowly letting go of his hands.

Ning Xi picked up the pen, poked Xingcheng's eyebrows with the butt, gritted his teeth and said, "You're brave."

Isn’t that courageous? If you are not brave, can it be called walking?

After eating a bowl of yogurt, Xingcheng was still taking a spoon to scrape the honey from the bottom of the bowl. Seeing Ning Xi’s mouth feel sweet, he felt even more happy.

So fucking happy!

Ning Xi wrote questions with his right hand and his left hand rested on the book. This was the habit he had created while smoking at home.

Xingcheng saw it, grabbed his left hand, picked up a black pen, and drew things on it little by little.

After he finished painting, the lunch break was almost over. He, a second-year high school man, was embarrassed to stay in someone else's sprint class for too long, so he stood up and pinched Ning Xi's chin: "I'll go down first?"

Ning Xi looked up at him, quickly lowered his head to write the formula: "Okay."

After saying that, he tore a note and folded it and fanned it, and said intimately that the weather was getting hotter.

When Xingcheng left with his school uniform, he left, Ning Xi turned the page with his left hand and found that his brother had drawn something messy on his left hand: a ring.

I also drew a label and priced at 520 yuan.

Ning Xi was speechless and cursed a childish ghost in his heart, but he was not willing to do so.

He had no intention of doing the test, and planned to take a short rest, draw the ring of Xingcheng painting again on the paper, smoothing the wrinkled corners, lying on the page, and closing his eyes.

The wind blew across his forehead, and the sun spread over his eyelashes, outlining a golden edge.

Ning Xi enjoyed the warmth of this spring, pursed his lips and bloomed in his heart.

The sound of basketballs hitting the frame on the playground was faintly vague, and the sound of classmates chanting poems in the low voices of Ning Xi's ears were intertwined, gradually spreading and spreading farther and farther away.

He lay on the table, slowly wiped the countdown to the college entrance examination with an eraser, and then changed it to "45".

There is still one and a half months.

On the weekend, Xingcheng and Ning Xi went to the bookstore and bought test papers to do it. Because there was not much time left in the third year of high school, I didn’t hurry to practice the questions, and the last month, my body would not be able to withstand it.

Ning Xi grabbed a few books and read them, and while choosing, he said, "This book, this book, and this book..."

Xingcheng was shocked: "So many?"

Ning Xi didn't look up and looked at him: "Yes, Qiao Ziyue and the others are all doing this, recommended by the teacher."

Damn, aren’t academic masters born with learning functions? They work so hard every day?

Ning Xi seemed to see Xingcheng was surprised and sighed: "Do you think they are really like you, training to play basketball every day, and going to bed when they get home?"

The top students have to work overtime. Those who play in front of others are crazy and suffer a lot after they are suffering. Ning Xi returns to hand over the papers to Qiao Ziyue and his teammates in the third year of high school every evening study. He never plays.

Xingcheng had nothing to say. He was really a little lazy because he was in love for a while. He fell asleep every day when he got home, holding the pillow and thinking was full of his brother downstairs.

The two of them were walking around the bookstore for a long time, and Ning Xi's cell phone was suddenly shaken in his pocket.

Seeing that he didn't take it out, Xingcheng said casually: "Brother, you have new news."

Ning Xi didn't look back and held the book in his hand and couldn't open his hand: "Yes."

Xingcheng couldn't help but feel curious: "Let me see?"

Ning Xi nodded, turned his head sideways, and moved his pocket closer to Xingcheng. Xingcheng put the book on one hand and spread it out, leaving the one to take out his pocket.

Through the pocket of his coat, Xingcheng forced Ning Xi to pinch it again. Ning Xi's body shook and almost dropped the book to the ground.

Xingcheng grinned, and was so angry that Ning Xi wanted to reach out and pinch his face. He stared at him and couldn't speak. Xingcheng was a person who could see his face and immediately bent down and leaned over: "Come on!"

Ning Xi avoided and pinched his face to look around. He wanted to smash this brother out of here with a basketball.

Xingcheng took his mobile phone to read the WeChat message and found that it was a girl in the school team who had no notes before. He sent a message to Ning Xi almost at the same time: How long is your birthday? What day is it? Can you know?

It is normal for Ning Xi to be concerned about the conditions of girls. I guess they discussed it and asked.

Xingcheng tasted the taste and showed his phone to Ning Xi. As soon as the latter took it, he took it and then put it back to Xingcheng.

"You can go back as you want."

Xingcheng made a quick decision and decided to commit crimes with love: "I want to tell them that if I send another message, I will kiss you once more."

Ning Xi took the book and blocked the mouth of Xingcheng who wanted to kiss: "Go home."

In broad daylight, rebellion will continue!

In the next week, Xingcheng discovered that Ning Xi would bring him back the delicious food on the way home. He would pluck up the courage to knock on the door of his house and say to his parents, "Hello uncle and aunt."

Ning Xi was tired of doing the test during this period. Anyway, she was not fat. At 9:00 p.m., she made an appointment with Xingcheng to go to a restaurant at the entrance of the community for midnight snacks. From time to time, she made a kelp stew with pig's trotters and mixed with some hot sauce. Ning Xi's lips were red, which made Xingcheng smile and took his cell phone to take a photo.

The two of them had many meals together.

The photos of Doning Xi sitting opposite him on Xingcheng's mobile phone are particularly good at eating. They are connected one by one, and they can probably make a collection of delicious food.

Some Ning Xi lowered her head and ate obediently, and suddenly looked up and killed the camera in seconds, while others could only see the eyelashes and nose bridges...

He heard that there was a bus in Chengdu that specializes in eating delicious food, and each stop was full of famous snacks. When his brother finished his college entrance examination, he would take him to take a ride.

In terms of learning, Xingcheng advocated the combination of Ningxi's work and rest. Now, with the permission of his parents, he is not afraid of heaven or earth, and he does not turn over the windows. After taking a shower, he opens the door and goes downstairs to go into his brother's room. He can smell the fragrance of milk flowers on his neck.

Sometimes the night is dotted with stars, Xingcheng pulls the curtains in the bedroom, catches Ning Xi and chews them, and asks while smiling: "I have memorized the words in the fifth volume of English. How many times do you plan to kiss me?"

Ning Xi could not win over him, so he insisted on Xingcheng to hold him back, and he could not count the number of times he could not count.
To be continued...