Chapter 62

Jing Yuwen's brain was about to make a rational judgment, but Xiang Siye took a step ahead of him, pulled him up, and dragged him out of the hot pot restaurant.

Although Jing Yuwen's brain is confused now, he has followed Xiang Siye out of the hot pot restaurant. He knows that this means that he has escaped the order now. The only thing he has to do now is not to be caught by the clerk. He laughed out loud, and then started the speed of life and death with Xiang Siye.

Now that dusk is approaching, the two boys are running hard against the setting sun, the afterglow sprinkled on their tender cheeks, and beads of sweat fell down their foreheads.

The hands of the two boys began to loosen at some point. Jing Yuwen glanced at Xiang Siye next to him, feeling a little better inexplicably.

They ran out of two long intersections. Jing Yuwen was a little tired. His pace slowed down and gradually stopped. He bent down and pressed his knees with both hands, adjusting his breathing.

Xiang Siye stopped one meter away from him and walked towards him: "Are you tired?"

Jing Yuwen nodded: "This is the first time escaping an order, it's quite exciting."

Xiang Siye smiled: "Me too."

Jing Yuwen stood up straight and gently pushed towards Siye's shoulder: "You can do it, you are so skilled, I thought you were doing it often."

Xiang Siye took a half step back and smiled: "Do I look so rascal?"

Jing Yuwen smiled and said as he walked, "You look like a free man."

Xiang Siye only looked at him with the corners of his mouth raised, and asked, "Where are you going now?"

Jing Yuwen took a deep breath and thought about it: "Well, let's go, it's good to relax."

He raised his two arms, clasped his hands together, stretched out, and then stroked the back of his head with both hands: "I never thought that I would be brought out by the same table to skip classes and slips."

Xiang Siye smiled and said nothing.

They were walking aimlessly in the setting sun, turning around an intersection, the aroma of the food hit their faces, and Jing Yuwen's stomach suddenly growled twice.

The street in front is lined with small stalls that only open at night, selling barbecue snacks that taste extremely appealing. At this time, the stall owners just set up their stalls.

Jing Yuwen licked his lips unconsciously. He was in a bad mood when he ate hot pot just now and didn't eat much, because he and Xiang Siye had been running away for a while, and he was in a good mood now, so he was naturally hungry. .

"Xiang Dog," Jing Yuwen stared at a barbecue stall not far away and swallowed, "Let's go eat something."

Xiang Siye raised the corner of his mouth: "Hungry?"

Jing Yuwen stared at the barbecue stall and nodded: "Yes."

"it is good."

At this time, the barbecue stall owner had just set up the stall. Jing Yuwen and Xiang Sino were their first guests tonight. The two boys randomly chose a small square table, and the stall owner enthusiastically brought two small stools over. give them a seat.

Jing Yuwen ordered dozens of skewers at once, all kinds of barbecues. The stall owner held a small book in one hand and a pen in the other. After writing them down, he asked, "Do you want to drink? Anything?"

Xiang Siye raised his eyes: "But..."

Jing Yuwen's eyes swept to a few boxes of beer not far away, and sighed, "Is there any white wine?"

Xiang Siye looked at him, and there was something incredible in his eyes.

The stall owner smiled: "Yes, but it's not good for you young people to drink baijiu. If you want to keep it fresh, I'll give you a small bottle, and you will come here often in the future."

Jing Yuwen nodded: "Thank you boss!"

After a while, the boss brought a small bottle of white wine over, and this wine could be poured out.

"You wait for a while, and the food will be delivered immediately."

Jing Yuwen nodded.

Xiang Siye asked: "Why do you suddenly want to drink? Don't you like it?"

Jing Yuwen smiled bitterly: "I want to try it."

Xiang Siye didn't speak, Jing Yuwen looked at him, and the feeling of heartbeat reappeared.

Jing Yuwen was itching in his heart, and he suddenly wanted to test it out: "Xiang Gou, have you ever had someone you liked?"

Xiang Siye nodded calmly: "Yes."

Jing Yuwen pouted, a little unhappy, but he still didn't give up and asked, "Xianggou, how do you feel about me?"

Xiang Siye looked into his eyes and said resolutely: "Like a whale to the sea, like a bird to the forest."

Jing Yuwen frowned slightly: "Can you speak human words?"

Xiang Siye chuckled: "I think for myself."

Jing Yuwen rolled his eyes, unwilling to pay attention to Xiang Siye.

Although what he said just now was dashing, this small bottle of white wine was always sitting in the corner of the table, until he finally filled his stomach, he tentatively opened the bottle and smelled it. He brought the mouth of the bottle to his mouth and raised his head slightly. He originally wanted to use the tip of his tongue to taste the taste, but someone suddenly bumped him from behind, and he shook his hand and poured it all into his mouth.

Xiang Siye abruptly stood up to protect him, his tone faintly ruthless: "Don't you look at the road?"

The middle-aged man who bumped into Jing Yu Wen must have been drunk and lost his mind. He hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed: "I'm sorry, uncle, please forgive me~ hiccup~"

Xiang Siye glanced at the man impatiently, and the stall owner and a few waiters hurried over to pull the man away: "Oh, uncle, you can't be drunk and crazy here, let my aunt pick you up!"

This small bottle of wine, Jing Yuwen drank half, vomited half, the smell of alcohol drowned in his throat, made him cough, Xiang Siye stood beside him, left hand caressed his back, right hand Touching his chin, he said warmly, "How's it going?"

Jing Yuwen only felt that the few street lamps in front of him had become several times of existence, his head gradually became dizzy, and the whole person was crooked in Xiang Siye's arms, and he didn't want to move.

He couldn't remember what happened later, and the memory was connected when Xiang Siye helped him get off a taxi at the north gate of No. 5 Middle School.

After getting out of the car, Jing Yuwen lay on Xiang Siye's back, and the breeze hit his face, making him sober for a while.

The school gate opened suddenly, Li Changsheng came out on a bicycle, saw Xiang Siye, he stopped: "Xiang Siye? Why are you going to study in the evening?"

Xiang Siye smiled: "There is something."

Li Changsheng added: "You, you, you are getting worse and worse. The last time I threatened me with an apology for my grades, I just passed the exam this time..."

When Jing Yuwen heard these words, his mind was buzzing for a while. He stood on Xiang Siye's side, put his arm around Xiang Siye's shoulder, and pointed at Li Changsheng with his left index finger: "Shut up! I'm dead, what's wrong with not taking the first grade exam? That's Xiang Siye, he doesn't want to take the exam. When Xiang Siye thinks about taking the exam, he will scare you to death by taking the exam for the first in the universe! Don't cry when you get there He said: "Oh, Xiang Siye is really amazing, you are my idol. Hmph, Xiang Gouzi won't know you anymore..."

Xiang Siye tugged at Jing Yuwen's clothes: "Jing Yuwen..."

Jing Yuwen patted Xiang Siye's hand away: "Why? Can't you respect my right to speak?"

Li Changsheng frowned: "There's another one here, Jing Yuwen, have you been drinking?"

Jing Yuwen pretended to bite and retorted: "I don't! Who is a serious person drinking? I am the flower of the motherland~"

Xiang Siye shook his head helplessly, stretched out his hand to cover Jing Yuwen's mouth, and smiled awkwardly: "Are you busy now, teacher?"

Li Changsheng was stunned, and while riding his bicycle, he warned: "You two, wait for me to come back tomorrow to report criticism!"

Jing Yu Wen still didn't know what to do, and stuck out his tongue towards Li Changsheng's back.

After he vomited, he felt that his performance just now was embarrassing. Now he just wanted to escape Xiang Siye quickly, so he rushed through the school gate and ran straight to the dormitory building.

It was evening self-study time, and there were no students in the dormitory. Jing Yuwen stopped at the entrance of the stairs on the first floor, looking at the steps in front of him, he suddenly felt so tired and wronged.

The third floor, it's been too long, it's exhausting to think about, why does he have to climb the third floor for his birthday today? Looking at it, you can feel that this person has suffered a lot of grievances.

Xiang Siye chased after him soon after. He stood in front of Jing Yuwen and bowed his head: "Go up."

Jing Yuwen opened his arms: "Hold me."

Xiang Siye was stunned, not quite believing his ears: "Huh?"

"Xiang Dog, come closer to me."

Xiang Siye took a step forward, Jing Yuwen stood up and hugged him, buried his head in his neck, chirping: "I'm so tired going to the third floor, why am I so tired on my birthday? Ah, I'm so tired..."

Before Jing Yuwen could finish complaining, Xiang Siye directly picked him up. The moment his body was picked up, his head was dizzy and he didn't want to think about anything. He just wrapped his arms around Xiang Siye. Neck, a hand still peeped in through Xiang Siye's collar, his head obediently dreaded Xiang Siye's neck, and whispered, "Don't drop me."

Xiang Siye sighed slightly, his voice restrained: "No, don't touch your hands."

Xiang Siye hugged him and walked upstairs. He pouted and asked, "Do you dislike me?"

Xiang Siye was helpless: "No, little rascal, touch it."

Holding a man in his arms, the man's hands were still restless, Xiang Siye's pace was half slower than usual, and he walked a few more minutes before reaching the dormitory.

The door of the dormitory was unlocked when he left. Xiang Siye raised his foot and pressed the door handle, and the door opened. He put Jing Yuwen on the bed, squatted beside the bed, and quietly watched this one drink only half a glass of wine. Drunk hooligan.

The little hooligan narrowed his eyes, smiled, raised his hand and touched Xiang Siye's face, and said drunkenly, "It's so soft."

Xiang Siye chuckled: "My nature is exposed, little rascal."

Jing Yuwen's stomach was burning uncomfortably. He pinched Xiang Siye's face and said, "I want to drink water, hot water."

Xiang Siye held Jing Yuwen's two hands in his palm, stood up, grabbed the quilt with his right hand and wrapped Jing Yuwen in it, then went to the desk and picked up Jing Yuwen's cup: "Be nice, Don't move, I'll go get the water."

Jing Yuwen ignored him, got into the quilt and rolled around. Xiang Siye walked out without leaving Jing Yuwen's eyes for a moment. He went to the door and closed the door, and then locked the door before going to the water room with confidence.

Jing Yuwen rolled under the quilt for a while, a strange feeling surged in his stomach, he jumped out of the quilt suddenly, and ran into the toilet, half-hunched over and vomited.

When Xiang Siye came back, he only saw the messy quilt. He hurriedly went to the desk to put down the water glass and heard a flushing sound.

Jing Yuwen almost vomited, and his stomach was still burning. He didn't expect that this wine would not only not relieve his worries, but made him even more uncomfortable.

He lay in front of the sink and punched his mouth several times. Suddenly, he felt a warm hand caressing his back. He turned his head and looked at him with a heavy look, with one hand on his shoulder and the other on his shoulder. A hand stroked his back.

People, once you get drunk, your desires will be enlarged infinitely, and your courage will also increase.

Jing Yuwen wanted to be presumptuous now, he smiled drunkenly: "Xiang Dog, I vomited."

Xiang Siye didn't stop moving his hands, and said calmly, "Are you uncomfortable? Take some medicine."

"I don't want to drink medicine," Jing Yuwen twisted like a little rascal, wrapping around Xiang Siye's neck: "I don't want to take it, you kiss me."

Xiang Siye was stunned, he still looked serious, but those phoenix eyes couldn't hide his thoughts, he blinked several times in a row, he had never blinked so many times in his life.

"you sure?"

Jing Yuwen bowed his head, his fluffy hair rubbed against Xiang Siye's fair and straight neck: "Sure ~ you kiss me!"

The author has something to say:

emmm, the cub finally took the first step...

Jing Yuwen: "Kiss me."

Xiang Siye looked at the bed: "It can't be as simple as just kissing, my brother has to express it."