Lu Xiao firmly supported his arm to prevent him from falling.

Ye Cheng looked up at him and said in a low voice, "I only came to see when I heard movement in the room."

He thought that Jiang Yirong had said that Lu Xiao was very shy about his own family affairs, and was a little worried that he would misunderstand.

Lu Xiao's eyes were bottomless, but there was no blame or anger.

"Wait at the door for a while, I'll take care of it." There was a hint of comfort in his tone.

Ye Cheng nodded dazedly, watched him walk in, turned and closed the door.

The moment the door closed, Meng Li raised his head and looked over, as if he had just noticed their presence.

After a while, there were struggles and screams, and the sound of things falling to the ground.

Ye Cheng's palms were sweating a lot, and she couldn't help but feel nervous. He leaned against the crack of the door and listened to the movement in the room, sweating in his heart.

Lu Xiao seemed to be talking all the time, but he couldn't hear what he said, Meng Li's shouting gradually turned into a whimper.

Ye Cheng could vaguely hear her crying, repeatedly saying "he played me", "he did it on purpose", "I'm not going".

Lu Xiao's voice was muffled: "Okay, if you don't go, don't go anywhere, just stay at home."

He stayed inside for almost ten minutes before coming out while making a phone call.

When opening the door, he made a "sorry" gesture to Ye Cheng, who nodded to him.

Lu Xiao closed the door and took Meng Li's cell phone to the side to make a call.

"Yes, Dean Huang, she doesn't seem to be stable these days."

"Well, I've sedated her, should I go to the hospital tonight?"

"...Okay, then I'll trouble you, we'll wait for you tomorrow."

After a few more polite words, he hung up the phone.

When he called out "Dean Huang", Ye Cheng's heart skipped a beat, and he understood everything in an instant.

It turned out that the "sick relative" of Qingshan was Meng Li.

No wonder she looked like she was not in a good state of mind. She was often overjoyed and couldn't control her emotions.

Lu Xiao walked up to him and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, I surprised you."

He heard the noise and ran out hastily, without even wearing his shoes.

Ye Cheng shook his head. At this moment, Sister Wang came up with the cleaning tools.

She was as skilled as she had done this kind of work hundreds of times, and without even looking at them, she pushed the door and walked into the room.

The eyes of the two fell on each other's feet at the same time, and they blurted out: "Are you not injured?"

When the words came out almost simultaneously, they were all stunned.

Immediately, Lu Xiao saw the red blood spots on the back of his feet.

"Have you reached it?" He crouched down and grabbed Ye Cheng's instep with his hands.

Ye Cheng was startled, shrank back, and said unnaturally, "It's okay, it's just a little skin trauma."

"The skin trauma also has to be treated. If it gets infected, it will be troublesome." Lu Xiao said, and took him back to his room.

He asked Ye Cheng to sit down on the bed and rummaged through the cabinets to find a medicine chest.

The hole doesn't look big, just blood on the pale skin, which makes people feel a little shocking.

Lu Xiao squatted down and put his feet on his knees.

This posture made Ye Cheng feel very awkward, but he was embarrassed to move around.

Lu Xiao wiped away the blood with a cotton swab, moving extremely lightly, and occasionally asked, "Does it hurt?"

In the end, picked the smallest Band-Aid and carefully attached the wound.

Seeing that Ye Cheng was silent, he took the initiative to say, "Don't you hum when you are injured? Why are you so quiet today?"

"I'll hum if I'm not injured." Ye Cheng retorted.

Lu Xiao sneered.

Ye Cheng said, "I'm just worried about you."

This time, it was Lu Xiao's turn to be quiet.

He slowly withdrew his smile.

Ye Cheng watched him put away the medicine box and put it back in its original place, with no expression on his face.

He said indifferently: "Nothing to worry about, I'm used to it."

Ye Cheng hesitated for a while, but still asked, "When did Auntie's illness start?"

Now that it's broken, and Lu Xiao doesn't seem disgusted that he knows, then he has to figure out what's going on, the lack of balance has something to do with his dropping out.

Lu Xiao stood in front of the bed and looked at him, and said lightly, "For many years, no one took it seriously before, and I always felt that she was forced by my father. Later, when she fell ill and jumped into the river with me, the family was the only one. sensed something was wrong."

Ye Cheng was stunned: "Jump into the river?"

"Don't be nervous, isn't it okay, we're all still alive."

Lu Xiao seemed tired from standing, walked over and sat down against the edge of the bed.

Ye Cheng also got up from the bed and sat next to him.

The floor heating keeps the whole room at a constant temperature and the floor feels warm.

It was snowing heavily outside, and the two of them leaned shoulders against each other, feeling very relaxed about each other.

Lu Xiao said slowly: "She and my dad haven't had a good day together. When my dad was in China, he suspected him of cheating all day long and sent a private detective to follow him."

"Later he really cheated, and my mother went crazy. She was at home in the middle of the night sharpening knives, rubbing ropes, and saying she would kill the mistress."

"There is no history of mental illness in our family, all of which are caused by my dad."

Ye Cheng sucked in a breath of cold air. He didn't expect Meng Li to be so sick.

"She was nice to me when she wasn't crazy, and attacked people when she was sick."

"Sister Wang was afraid that she would hurt me, so she had someone take me to Bai Ze, and she stayed here to take care of my mother." Lu Xiao was very calm, as if he was telling someone else's story.

"I didn't understand mental illness when I was a child, I just thought my mother was a lunatic. I fought with a bunch of gangsters all day long, and no one cared about me."

"Didn't you ask me why I am so experienced in fighting?"

"It was cultivated from that time. Because people laughed at my mother as a lunatic, I would fight with them one by one."

Ye Cheng stopped talking, and couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable.

It turned out that he still lived in Bai Ze, why hadn't we met earlier? If only had known him as a child, he thought silently.

Lu Xiao continued: "One day, our school organized a movie watching, and I sat in the last row. Suddenly the back door lit up, and then my mother came in and came over and sat next to me."

Ye Cheng looked at his profile, with a smooth nose and jaw line, with a hint of warmth in his stubbornness.

He laughed: "It's like a dream, you understand?"

"When I was eating popcorn, I raised my head and said, 'Mom, are you here to pick me up?' My mother hugged me and cried on the spot. Then the next day, she picked me up from Bai Ze. ."

Ye Cheng didn't know what Lu Xiao looked like when he was a child, and there were no photos of him when he was a child in the old house.

But he could imagine that when a fierce little boy asked Meng Li this question with anticipation, how could she not cry.

"When she's not sick, she's really fine." Lu Xiao reluctantly emphasized it again.

Ye Cheng suddenly wanted to hug him, and then he really did.

He stretched out his hand and wrapped his arms around Lu Xiao's shoulders, hugged him in a brotherly gesture as much as possible, and patted his shoulder.

Lu Xiao's muscles stiffened, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Why, have pity on me?"

Ye Cheng put down his hand guiltily and said, "It's not pitiful, I just think...you have such a bad temper for a reason."

In order to hide his mood, he deliberately found a reason to hurt others.

Lu Xiao really laughed: "Don't think I dare not beat you."

Ye Cheng asked him, "How did your father treat your mother? Have you ever had a quarrel or... a fight?"

Lu Xiao laughed and said, "He didn't hit women, he only hit me."

Ye Cheng was even more puzzled, so Jiang Yirong really misunderstood?

"And he never comes home, even if he goes back to the south." Lu Xiao said, "Even if he comes back to quarrel with my mother once, my mother will be happy to eat three bowls of rice."

"Understood, cold and violent." Ye Cheng said thoughtfully, "Then are they going to divorce?"

Lu Xiao sighed: "To be honest, I look forward to their divorce every day. But that's impossible. My mother is like this, she can't leave."

Ye Orange nodded, it is indeed difficult for a partner with mental problems to divorce.

The two were briefly silent for a while, and the wall clock in the room was ticking.

Although the chickens were flying and dogs jumping this night, Lu Xiao still liked this conversation very much, as if he was a little closer to Ye Cheng.

He has always disliked others meddling in his own business, but it was different for Ye Cheng.

He wants to understand this person, and he wants the other person to understand himself.

Lu Xiao turned to him and said, "Don't talk about me, where's your mother? Don't talk about it, let me guess."

He looked at Ye Cheng intently, "To give birth to someone as beautiful as you, Auntie should be very beautiful, and her personality must be very gentle."

The corners of Ye Cheng's mouth twitched,

"You guessed it right, what else?"

"Auntie should also be an academic bully, the kind with first-class English." Lu Xiao was really speculating seriously.

"Well, she's good at math. She used to be a math professor at Nandu University." Ye Cheng recalled.

Lu Xiao hissed, "Fuck, I said why I can't get into it, it's heredity. My mother didn't study after graduating from high school, and my father was a good cook, so he dropped out of junior high school, and then he just bought one. University degree."

Ye Cheng couldn't help laughing: "Isn't it? Uncle can run such a big business anyway."

In his impression, Lu Yaoshan is a ruthless and tyrannical boss. He never knew that he didn't even read high school seriously.

"These days, isn't it possible to do business with a few stinky money? Besides, he has a military advisor, and he is full of Ivy League students." Lu Xiao said disdainfully.

Ye Cheng felt that what he said made sense: "No wonder, people with high education often work for others, and my mother also has to work for the school."

Lu Xiao wondered: "I went to your house last time, why didn't I see Auntie? Does she live in the university dormitory?"

Ye Cheng twitched the corners of his mouth: "My mother died many years ago."

Lu Xiao was stunned, and it took a long time before he opened his mouth and said "ah".

"I-I didn't mean to..." He sat up straight and explained stumblingly.

Ye Cheng smiled and said, "It's fine, it's been almost twelve years, and I've been desensitized long ago."

"So when you said that Auntie went to the cinema to pick you up, I was quite touched." He said, "I don't have much impression of my mother, and I don't remember her going to kindergarten to pick me up at all."

Lu Xiao had always been expressionless before, but when he heard these words, his expression was so sad that he almost cried.

He pulled Ye Cheng's sleeve and shook it, and said in a low voice, "I'll pick you up at a movie later."

"I'll wait for you after school, and accompany you to dinner."

"Don't be unhappy."

Ye Cheng wasn't unhappy, on the contrary, he wanted to laugh a little, and was a little moved.

Just as he was about to speak, Lu Xiao asked softly, "Can I give you a hug?"

Unbiased, and he had the same impulse just now.

Lu Xiao looked at him nervously, as if afraid of his rejection.

After all, in his impression, Ye Cheng seldom took the initiative to have physical contact with others, let alone hug.

The air was quiet, Ye Cheng opened his arms and said, "Yes."

Lu Xiao took a deep breath, took two steps forward, and stretched out his arms to hug him.

He originally wanted to follow the gap between Ye Cheng's open hands and wrap his arms around his waist; but he felt that this posture was a bit inappropriate, so he put his arms on it instead.

This moment of hesitation seemed clumsy and green.

Ye Cheng couldn't help laughing, leaned forward and hugged his waist.

Because of the mistake just now, Lu Xiao's body became even more tense, the heartbeat in his chest was deafening, and he himself was afraid of disturbing the person in his arms.

This was the first time he had completely embraced Ye Cheng in his arms, in a gesture of possession and acceptance.

Not as soft as expected.

He thought that Ye Cheng would be soft. After all, this man had fair skin and soft cheeks, and he should look like that kind of stuffed toy.

Actually completely different.

The boy's bones are slightly slender, and he is so thin that he can wrap it all around with one hand.

His hair was full of his scent, a touch of bluebells.

From midsummer to early winter, from fingertips to heart.

Lu Xiao felt his heart palpitate violently, and the desire in his body became more and more intensified. He slowly folded his arms and held the other party firmly in his arms.

Feeling his strength, Ye Cheng never struggled, letting him hug him tighter and bury his face on his shoulders.

Someone has done an experiment to prove that two people will develop a sense of trust in each other after a long hug.

But Lu Xiao felt that the experiment was not rigorous enough.

Because the moment he hugged Ye Cheng, he felt that the whole world belonged to him.

Trust this person completely and be willing to give everything to him.

I want to experience his happiness, experience his pain, and empathize with everything he has.

A very stylish sentence appeared in his mind rarely——

I am not a person who likes to work hard, but if the end of hard work is you, I am willing to give it a try.

The snow falling outside the window was lingering and sorrowful, smearing the hazy feelings of the room.

Early the next morning, Qingshan sent a car to pick him up.

Meng Li changed from last night's madness, and was sent to the car with dull eyes, and was taken away by Mrs. Wang.

Yesterday, Ye Cheng later returned to the guest room, calmed down and thought for a long time, thinking that things might not be so simple.

According to this trend, the reason why Lu Xiao will leave the school next semester is 80% and Meng Li's illness is inseparable.

And Lu Yaoshan is also involved in this matter, so regardless of whether the domestic violence is real or not, he will definitely return to China next year.

By then you should know what happened.

Ye Cheng watched the ambulance leave and asked, "Are you really not going to escort me? I can go home."

"Don't go." Lu Xiao also looked at the ambulance that was drifting away, and said, "My mother never let me follow her for treatment. If I saw the process, she would go crazy even more."

Ye Cheng nodded clearly.

He heard Huang Shengan say that some mental illnesses require electric shock therapy, which sounds cruel. Of course, family members can't see that kind of picture.

Lu Xiao was used to sending Meng Li away like this, and he went back and forth many times.

He yawned and said, "Let's go, I'm going back to do my winter vacation homework. Didn't you say that the winter camp didn't have time to do it?"

The winter camp they reported started three days later. Ye Cheng had participated in the summer camp of this institution before, which really made people too busy to take care of school homework.

The two entered the door while talking, and the adults in the family left, leaving only them and an aunt who was in charge of cleaning and cooking.

Lu Xiao asked, "What exactly are you going to do in the past two weeks? Are you spraying with foreigners around the bonfire?"

The corners of Ye Cheng's mouth twitched: "It's almost like this. This institution pays attention to learning while playing games. It is very likely that it will hold a few salons or parties, and then let us communicate by ourselves."

"That's good, I'll just communicate with you." Lu Xiao pushed open the door of the study and let him go in first.

Ye Cheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "If you only communicate with me, what kind of winter camp are you applying for?"

They sat down at the desk, which was so wide that one person took up a space.

Lu Xiao has many questions: "Where do we live, do we live in tents?"

Ye Cheng said: "According to past experience, it should be a hotel with two people in a standard room."

Lu Xiao's mood finally brightened a little: "Can I share a room with you?"

"Of course you can, just tell the teacher." Ye Cheng opened the winter vacation homework and said.

Lu Xiao didn't care about his homework, he struck while the iron was hot and said, "Then can you come to my room to sleep tonight?"

His tone was like that of a child clinging to an adult, Ye Cheng smiled and dragged his voice: "Okay—"

Satisfied, Lu Xiao grabbed the pen and started doing the question.

The study was silent, except for the sound of paper and pencil rubbing.

This is not the first time they have studied together, but after Lu Xiao wrote two questions, his attention began to get distracted, and he always wanted to look at the person next to him.

His eyes flicked to and fro on the paper and his right hand, and he didn't know what he was scribbling.

Ye Cheng was much more attentive than him, with Airpods in his ears, doing math problems attentively.

The room seemed to be too hot, Lu Xiao licked his dry lips and moved around on the seat as if bitten by an ant.

After a while, he reached out and grabbed Ye Cheng's earphones, looking for something to say: "What are you listening to, listen to me too."

Ye Cheng was caught off-guard by the earphone he took off, and brushed his earlobe with his calloused fingertips.

He raised his head blankly, only to see Lu Xiao put the earphone in his ear.

Lu Xiao originally thought he would listen to some light music or white noise to help him concentrate on the questions.

But there is indeed a love song coming from the earphones, and it is still an old song - "Similar to Love".

I've been in the same mood as you recently

It's a kind of love

On the same day / find love close

That's love/not maybe

...

In the past few years, the lyrics are very straightforward, and the melody is soft and pleasant.

Although the singing sounded a little rough, Lu Xiao was still stabbed hard.

Similar to love, isn't that how he feels about Ye Cheng now?

He turned his head away, Ye Cheng had already lowered his head and continued to do his homework.

The side temples half cover the ears, because the distance is very close, the lavender blood vessels behind the ears can be clearly seen.

The long eyelashes fluttered occasionally, the peak of the nose was straight and delicate, and the corners of the mouth pursed into a small arc when thinking.

Just looking at this face, Lu Xiao felt that he couldn't treat him as a brother.

There are so many good-looking people in the world, but he is the only one who planted it in the hands of this person.

Originally thought that he was just bewitched by beauty, but only when he was Ye Cheng would Lu Xiao feel this way, not anyone else.

It was Ye Cheng who would supervise his studies and prevent him from falling.

It was Ye Cheng who would hold him on a snowy night and exchange secrets with him.

The more he understood this truth, the less he dared to express his thoughts rashly.

He was afraid - afraid that Ye Cheng would reject him, and even more afraid that Ye Cheng would break up with him.

In Lu Xiao's worldview, if you can't be a lover, you're bound to grow old and die.

He has always been a resolute and impulsive person, but this time he has lost his determination, only temptation and hesitation.

Suddenly, Ye Cheng seemed to realize that he was peeking at him, and raised his head to look over.

Lu Xiao was caught on the spot, and he didn't even have time to look away.

He blinked in a panic, thinking that Ye Cheng was going to mock him.

However, Ye Cheng just stretched out his hand and snatched back his earphones.

"If you don't pay attention to the questions, you still have to listen to the songs. How did you get the 600 pages down?" He said speechlessly.

Lu Xiao didn't dare to make a sound and let him take the earphones away.

I thought, how did you get it off? Because every time I think of you, I force myself to do history questions.

Later, was doing it, and before knew it, six hundred pages were finished.

I don't even know how many times a day I think of you.

If Ye Cheng knew about his messy thoughts, he would definitely feel like a prophet.

This guy Lu Xiao is a love brain, even more love brain than Tan Xiaoqi.

Once tempted, there will be no masters and no desire to study.

Ye Cheng could see that his mind was not on his homework, but he just didn't know why.

He tried to ask, "What's the matter with you, do you want to play games? Why don't you play a game before writing?"

Lu Xiao can think about it, anyway, he can't read a word now.

So the two put down the pen, picked up the phone and opened it.

Soon, Lu Xiao realized that this method would not work.

Because he is not at all like before, he will go up to get the supplies.

He began to worry about Ye Cheng, and turned his head to worry.

For fear that Ye Cheng would be hit, for fear that Ye Cheng would have no supplies, for fear that Ye Cheng would not be able to keep up with him.

In the end, Ye Cheng became irritable: "Brother, what are you doing? That person was in his face just now, why are you looking back at me?"

Only when he really wanted to roll his eyes would he call someone "Big Brother".

Lu Xiao was silent again.

Ye Cheng looked at him carefully and said, "Don't you want to play games? Are you addicted to smoking? Or do you want to watch cartoons?"

Lu Xiao was instantly angry: "You just want to watch cartoons, can you stop treating me like a three-year-old child."

He remembered that Ye Cheng described his ex as "mature, stable, gentle and considerate".

Fuck, doesn't that mean that he is not mature enough, not gentle and considerate enough.

Lu Xiao stood up unbearably, opened the door and walked out to the terrace to blow the cold wind.

Ye Cheng looked inexplicable. Isn't this person originally a three-year-old child, so no one can tell him.

There were a lot of ice ridges on the terrace, and when the cold wind blew, the mind was much clearer.

Lu Xiao knocked off a piece of ice with one punch, which was really annoying.

When did he become so indecisive?

Fuck it, it's not his style at all.

He took out his phone angrily and threw dice on his trumpet.

Odd numbers speak up, even numbers act stupid.

Then, throw three even numbers in a row.

Lu Xiao was so pissed off, fuck, why don't you let people live?

He rubbed his hair with his hands, and finally made a secret vow in his heart: If he gets three A's in the exam, he will confess to Ye Cheng.