They didn't bring umbrellas when they went out, but it's not raining much now.

Shao Zhan took off his coat and put it over Xu Sheng's head: "Put your hat on."

After the morning rush hour, there were a lot fewer pedestrians waiting for the bus at the station. Just now, Xu Sheng didn't want to go home directly. The temperature of his hands was as cold as today's weather. Gently rubbed the back of his hand, and called out "Brother" again.

"Brother," Xu Sheng was wearing Shao Zhan's clothes when he came, and now he is wearing Shao Zhan's clothes to hide from the rain. He still wears the same clothes, with a loose hat on his head, and his forehead is slightly damp. Then he hooked Shao Zhan's clothes. Zhan's hand said, "Can I call now, can I come to your house?"

Shao Zhan's house is more convenient, no one is there.

When Shao Zhan was running out of the warehouse just now, he still remembered to tell Xu Sheng about the overturned car. Through the rain, he forgot everything when he met Xu Sheng's eyes.

"Yes," Shao Zhan said, "there is a request."

"?"

"Don't shout that your hand hurts today."

"..."

Hold.

Xu Sheng recalled the scenes and pictures of "hand pain" almost in a second.

Xu Sheng is not very familiar with Shao Zhan's family now, and walks in the front with familiarity, but it seems that he is returning to his own home. He wants to touch the key and realizes that he is not "Shao Zhan" now, so he raised his chin and said, "Open the door. "

Shao Zhan glanced at him: "Who is this?"

Xu Sheng: "Your home is not my home."

As soon as the door opened, it was not clear who approached who first. Shao Zhan pressed Xu Sheng against the wall, and Xu Sheng took the initiative to lean up. It happened almost at the same time. After the previous experience, Xu Sheng learned to turn against customers. , Although he usually looks like he rarely cheers up, if he really wants to move, the energy on his body is not weaker than Shao Zhan's. It is better to say "to bump up" rather than "to bump up".

Xu Sheng opened his eyes and looked at him unabashedly: "Kissing?"

Xu Sheng inserted his fingers into Shao Zhan's hair shallowly, and pulled him closer to him, uncontrollably producing a strong sense of unreality. The sound of thunder and the experience of swapping bodies was like a wonderful dream, but the second he touched Shao Zhan, with his lips and teeth intertwined, he grasped the truth.

The kiss was still incoherent.

Driven entirely by instinct, the water droplets fell down the broken hair in front of the forehead, and the cold rain mixed in the youthful and warm kiss.

The two of them came back in the rain all the way. Even if there were coats to block them, the places where they could get wet were still soaked through.

Shao Zhan almost lost his soul on him, and when his hand touched Xu Sheng's cold waist and abdomen, he managed to regain his senses and took a step back: "Go take a bath first."

Xu Sheng opened his eyes, his hat slipped back slightly, and the black ear studs were exposed. The tips of his ears were incredibly red but he didn't know it, and he tried to continue setting fire: "Together?"

Shao Zhan pointed his finger on Xu Sheng's forehead and pushed him away, fearing that he would catch a cold: "Wash quickly."

Only then did Xu Sheng feel bored, he couldn't move, he leaned back honestly, leaned against the wall and said, "Oh."

Xu Sheng didn't bring a change of clothes. Anyway, he was used to wearing Shao Zhan's clothes recently. After taking a shower, he was naked and his hair was still dripping. That shirt in your closet."

Xu Sheng has his own aesthetics. He is not willing to wear every piece of clothes in Shao Zhan's wardrobe, and he is very picky.

Shao Zhan asked, "Which one?"

Xu Sheng: "The one with the black tie."

Xu Sheng was very impressed by this dress, a simple white shirt, but with a black streamer that served as a "tie" on the shirt. When he was looking through the closet, he wondered how Shao Zhan could have such exaggerated clothes.

Shao Zhan searched for a few minutes before realizing which one he was talking about: "This is my junior high school uniform, do you really want to wear it?"

The quality of teaching in Nanping is not very good, but the school uniforms are notoriously good-looking. There are two sets of school uniforms, one is sportswear, and the other is this shirt.

Nanping Middle School has few formal occasions, so he rarely wears this dress.

Xu Sheng became more interested after hearing about "junior high school uniforms".

He took the clothes, lowered his head and bit the key to put on his clothes to prevent the key from slipping behind him. The line of his neck was smooth and beautiful. He didn't bother to tie the black streamer on the edge of this shirt, and let it hang on the sides.

"Classmate," Xu Sheng leaned against the bedroom door to look at him in such a disheveled way, with his collar wide open, and he didn't know the details.

Although Shao Zhan rarely wears this dress, this dress is representative and still evokes the memory of his junior high school. Standing in front of him like this, Xu Sheng looked like a newly transferred classmate from the next class.

Still ignorant.

Xu Sheng was just joking, but when he said this, he turned a corner: "If I can travel through time and space, I will pass through to cover you, and whoever dares to say a word to you, I will beat someone."

It can also be your friend, family member, lover, whatever you lack, want to give it to you.

No need to travel through time and space, Shao Zhan looked at him and said, "You have already come."

Xu Sheng soon realized that it was not a wise decision to wear Shao Zhan's previous school uniform. His hands were prone to pain, and this time not only his hands but also his legs hurt.

The two have been suppressed for too long. After all, they have experienced the days when they can see but cannot touch.

When I returned to my body, everything was more pleasing to the eye, and it was convenient for me to do something.

Xu Sheng's collar was left open, and several buttons were left unbuttoned, and the deeply sunken collarbone was unobstructed. Wearing it was more stimulating to the senses than not wearing it. The black streamer swayed and wrapped around his neck on one side.

"..."

It wasn't until his leg was sore that he gave a low "fuck" and said in a hoarse voice, "Can you hurry up?"

Shao Zhan lowered his head, his eyes were dark and unclear, his lips fell hard on the corner of Xu Sheng's mouth, his kiss pressed down unrestrainedly, and then moved down a few inches, biting the boy's protruding Adam's apple through a black streamer. He said: "Young classmates in the next class, you turn your face and don't recognize people quite fast."

I called my brother just now, but I don't care when I'm finished.

Before Xu Sheng finally changed into serious clothes and went home, he looked in the mirror and found that the collarbone was red. He had no choice but to zip up his coat: "Fuck, can't you bite in another place?"

He planned to go back and talk to Xu Yaping about painting, but Shao Zhan made him so he even forgot how to talk to Xu Yaping about painting when he got home.

Shao Zhan also remembered the overturned car some time after Xu Sheng left. He didn't say anything about the car rollover, and his reason was burned out on Xu Sheng. Where else could he think of Xu Yaping.

When he remembered this, he called Xu Sheng, and there was a response from the other side of the phone: "Hello, the phone you dialed has been turned off..."

When Xu Sheng got into the car, he found out that his phone was out of power. Fortunately, he stuffed some change in his pocket when he went out.

Xu Sheng didn't take the lack of power on his mobile phone seriously. He paid attention to Shao Zhan's situation in his home every day, and often received feedback from Shao Zhan's confidence. He never thought about what would happen to Xu Yaping until he opened the door. , to Xu Yaping's slightly complicated eyes.

"Mom, why are you sitting on the sofa," Xu Sheng changed his shoes, his hair was just dry, and two strands of hair were messed up, "Did you not sleep last night?"

Xu Yaping has maintained this posture since yesterday. She has thought about a lot of things, and she has a lot of words she wants to tell Xu Sheng, but the second person, "Xu Zhan", came out of the bedroom in the morning.

Xu Yaping didn't speak, looked at Xu Sheng for a long time, and saw Xu Sheng's heart tremble. He slowly squatted down beside Xu Yaping, the young man put away the edges and corners of his body, and asked her in a calm tone, "What's wrong?"

Xu Yaping was sure in almost a second.

This is Xu Sheng.

Xu Yaping's eyes were slightly red, she didn't know why, she wanted to cry, and she wanted to hug him like she did when she was a child: "You're back."

A pun, Xu Yaping's "coming back" is not the same as Xu Sheng's understanding of coming back.

Xu Sheng said with an "um", "It rained suddenly and the road was delayed."

He didn't know what excuse Shao Zhan used when he went out in the morning, he could only pass it on vaguely.

Xu Sheng was about to say: Mom, I still want to paint.

However, before the words were spoken, Xu Yaping suddenly said, "I'm sorry."

Xu Sheng was stunned.

Xu Yaping turned her head to the side and wiped away the tears very quickly with the back of her hand, so fast that Xu Sheng thought it might be an illusion, Xu Yaping said in a choked voice, "If you like to paint, go ahead and paint."

"..."

Xu Sheng felt that it was not necessarily a hallucination.

Xu Yaping continued: "What Xu Zhan said is all right, but it's a pity that Mom only understands it now."

Xu Sheng was completely stupid.

Wait a minute, who the hell is Xu Zhan? Where did this inexplicable name come from?

His words of "painting" that came to his lips came to an abrupt end.

Anyone who has made all the psychological preparations and intends to have a good talk with the parents about the problems that could not be solved before will feel very confused when the parents react this way.

Xu Sheng didn't care to make any reaction to the sentence "If you like to paint, just keep painting", not even in a happy mood.

He vaguely sensed that there seemed to be something happening in this family that he didn't know about.

Xu Yaping said at the end, and remained silent for two seconds before saying tentatively, "If you want, we'd better go to a mental hospital for a look."

Xu Sheng wondered if he had heard it wrong.

"This disease has to be cured," Xu Yaping said calmly. "Mom has checked it on the Internet. You can go to a psychiatric hospital to be linked to the psychiatry or psychiatry department."

Xu Sheng found out that he was struck by lightning this morning, and he was not stimulated by what happened now: "???"

Why does he need to go to a mental hospital for treatment?

Xu Sheng tried to interject: "No, is this..." There was some misunderstanding.

Xu Yaping: "Although this may be unfair to Xu Zhan, his appearance was originally an accident. This disease is very complicated. If he always exists, it will endanger you."

"..."

Xu Sheng suspected that it was not him and Shao Zhan who were struck by the thunder, but his mother.

"Mom," Xu Sheng finally caught the word 'Zhan' and stood up in a trance, "My phone is out of power, so I'll go back to my room and make a charge first."

After the phone is charged, the startup interface is displayed on the screen every ten seconds.

Xu Sheng's mind was in a mess, and he entered the wrong password several times.

When he clicked on WeChat, he saw a message from Shao Zhan an hour ago: Your mother found out yesterday that I am not you.

There is another one at the back.

- I said that I am your second personality.

Xu Sheng: "..."

Didn't you say something so important earlier?

Xu Sheng's eyes darkened.

Before returning home, he thought that the next biggest ordeal was to convince his mother, but he never thought that the last task left to him was to make him pretend to be insane.

What else can he do, he can only admit that he is a neurotic.

Xu Sheng put down his phone, and went back to the living room bravely: "You already know about Xu and Xu Zhan?"

Xu Yaping's eyes turned red again: "I'm sorry, Mom didn't know, I thought it was for your own good, but I didn't expect—"

Xu Shengxin said that I didn't fucking expect it.

Xu Sheng's words: "Actually, I don't know Xu Zhan's personality very well... But I don't think it's a big problem, so I don't need to go to a mental hospital, right?"

Xu Yaping insisted: "No, you still have to go and have a look. I read on the Internet that if this disease does not develop well, the sub-personality will devour the main personality, and you may sleep in this body forever."

"..."

Xu Sheng and Xu Yaping had a series of discussions on the issue of the mental hospital.

Xu Sheng could only insist on the fantastic rhetoric of "Xu Zhan said goodbye to him and won't come back". In the end, the two agreed that if Xu Zhan reappeared next time, he would go to the hospital.

Xu Yaping: "If he comes out next time, he must go to the hospital."

It was the first time Xu Sheng experienced what it was like to be a mental patient, and he said with difficulty, "...Okay."

Although Xu Yaping is worried about Xu Sheng's physical problems, she still has a lot of curiosity about "Xu Zhan": "Will the hyphenation of the second personality be different? The grades are also different? I have read his test paper, and he seems to have good grades. it is good."

Xu Sheng didn't know what to say: "Yes."

Xu Yaping sighed at the magic of this world: "Drawing also depends on the grades in the cultural class. You have fallen behind so much, and your current grades—"

Xu Yaping had a whim and asked casually, "Can I ask Xu Zhan to come out during the exam?"

Xu Sheng: "..."

It's possible, not possible.

When Xu Sheng returned to the room, he let go of the heart he was holding. He was about to talk to Shao Zhan about the second personality in detail, but he turned around and saw the neatly organized desk. One more thing.

There is a paper star on the test paper.

The creases are unusually neat, as if they were deliberately measured with a ruler, so neat that it seems that the project of folding stars has been converted into a standard mathematical formula.

Xu Sheng was stunned for a while, thinking that Shao Zhan left it for him?

The material is very common, even familiar, Xu Sheng took another look, remembering that Meng Guowei always likes to use this kind of paper to let them write some life insights and future plans in class meetings. He always gives no papers.

Meng Guowei, life insights, future plans.

After these words were combined, an indescribable and wonderful mood suddenly surged up. He put the paper star in the palm of his hand and took it apart bit by bit.

Halfway through, there are several black ink writing in front of it.

It's just that the writing is too sloppy, and it's impossible to tell what it is just from this half-word.

Xu Sheng guessed the answer.

He dismantled it to the end, and it turned out that in his hand was a piece of draft paper cut into a long strip. Three words were written in the center of the draft paper: Central Academy of Fine Arts.

My thoughts went back to summer, the fan was constantly spinning overhead, and the sun was scorching hot outside the window. After returning from the oasis base, Meng Guowei stood on the podium and said, "Let's be quiet in this class, write an essay, my dream..."

"In addition to writing essays, there is a special session today. Write down the name of your target university and see if you have achieved your goal when you graduate."

At that time, he was lying on the table planning to sleep, but he didn't write the composition. Before going to bed, he hooked a pen and filled in four words on the paper.