serious about love

Chapter 73

Jiang Muxing was cleaning in the living room, and when he heard the cries that the banquet was over, he stopped what he was doing and went into the room.

"what happened?"

Yan Hao raised the bracelet high.

Jiang Muxing cooperated and said, "It looks good."

Yan Hao hooked his fingers to him: "Come here, I'll put it on for you."

Jiang Muxing frowned: "I don't wear it."

Yan Hao took both bracelets in his hand and shook Jiang Muxing: "This is Xia Shui's gift to me. It's a couple's style. I want to wear it with my boyfriend. I advise you to answer it again."

Jiang Muxing: "..."

Not long after, the bracelet engraved with "YY" was put on Jiang Muxing's wrist.

Yanhao put the other one on for herself, put it together with Jiang Muxing's hand, and turned all the beads with letters on it to form "YYXF", happy forever.

"Xia Shui will go abroad next year, and Yang Cong's family has already made plans. He will probably go too, and I'm left."

Yan Hao couldn't hide the melancholy and disappointment on his face, and suddenly noticed that Jiang Muxing's breath had changed, he panicked, and quickly explained: "I don't regret staying in China, don't think too much about it."

Jiang Muxing scratched his face with his fingers: "I didn't think much about it."

Yan was worried: "Really?"

"Ah."

Jiang Muxing comforted him: "When you arrive at university, you will make new friends."

Yan Hao nestled back into his arms: "I hope."

Not only couples, but friends also pay great attention to fate, and those who can talk to each other are hard to come by.

-

Jiang Muxing took out something from his pocket: "Song Ran gave it to you."

Yan Hao looked up: "What?"

"Stamp?" He opened the small velvet bag, "There are also ink pads, and the preparations are quite complete."

Yan Hao took the seal in his hand, pressed it hard into the ink pad, and covered the seal on his hand. The word "Jiang Hao" appeared in his vision. I don't know what font it is. It is round and cute.

"..."

Yan was stunned: "What is this?"

Jiang Muxing said in a low voice, "It means a family."

Yan Hao's body shook, he looked down at the name badge on the back of his hand, and said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you Song Ran for me."

"But, why not Yan Mu Xing?"

Jiang Muxing stroked his soft hair: "It's probably because there are too many strokes and it's hard to carve."

Yanhao caught something and sat up suddenly: "Could it be that Song Ran carved this seal himself?"

"His father does this." Jiang Muxing said, "He has learned."

Yan Hao was shocked: "It's too awesome."

Jiang Muxing pursed his thin lips straight, and said abruptly: "I will too."

"..." Yan laughed, "Then you are awesome too."

The tone of coaxing children.

Jiang Muxing got up.

Yan Hao quickly stood up and threw himself on his back, with his thin white legs hanging around his waist: "I told you that you are awesome, why are you still angry?"

Jiang Muxing said helplessly, "I'm not angry."

Yan Hao stretched her neck forward, tilted her head to look at him, and wanted to observe his expression, but after only watching for a second, she couldn't help kissing him, her breath wet and soft.

"Then why don't you sit on the bed and go...uh...go?"

Jiang Muxing bit his lips lightly, "I'm going out to mop the floor."

Yan Hao touched Jiang Muxing's Adam's apple rolling up and down, and frowned lightly: "What are you dragging around at night, don't worry about hygiene, Aunt Zhang will come over tomorrow and do it."

"I can't wait until tomorrow," Jiang Muxing said, "It's annoying to see."

The banquet was so speechless.

Jiang Muxing patted his hand: "Come down."

Reluctantly, Yan Hao slid back onto the bed, flipping over like a tortoise.

"Today is my last birthday in high school. The Chinese New Year will soon be over. After the year, time will pass faster. The [-]-day countdown will come as soon as I say it. I want to express my feelings to you.

Jiang Muxing's voice was harsh: "Let's talk after the review."

Yan Hao put one hand on his eyes and waved the other: "Go, go."

There were footsteps approaching, and then his hand was taken away, and a cool touch fell on the mole between the eyebrows.

Like a small snowflake in the cold winter, or like the morning wind in early spring, light and fluttering.

But it can make his heart beat faster in an instant, his whole body trembles, and he becomes hot, as if reaching the sky.

-

After lying down for a while, the heat wave concentrated in one place gradually, everyone, he put the seal into the small cloth bag, touched something with his fingertips, made a movement, and what else?

The little cloth bag was turned upside down by Yanhao, shaking against his legs.

One photo fell out of the bag.

A one-inch photo, slightly warped and yellowed, as if torn from something.

There is a little boy in the photo, wearing a neat black and white school uniform, with a school badge pinned to his chest, and a pot-jar cut, with long eyelashes, bright eyes, and a fair and tender face, looking cute.

Yanhao looked down at the little boy in the photo, is this Jiang Muxing?It was so strange, he was stunned for a long time, jumped out of bed and ran to the living room quickly.

"Fizzy..."

When Jiang Muxing saw the Yicun photo that Yan Hao held up to him, he stopped talking, and his expression froze for a moment.

Yan Hao smiled and elongated his voice: "Which family's little brother is this?"

Jiang Muxing continued to organize the books and periodicals on the coffee table, putting them away one by one in the storage basket.

Yan Hao pulled his clothes.

Jiang Muxing straightened up: "Where's the photo?"

Yanhao looked at the photos, looked at the real person, and looked at the photos again to find out the changes in facial features: "It's Song Ran's little cloth bag, and he actually gave me you from primary school, it's really intentional."

Jiang Muxing's forehead twitched.

"You had single eyelids in elementary school." Yan Hao hooked Jiang Muxing with one hand, pulled him down a little, and looked into his eyes closely, "Why did you become inner double eyelids later?"

Jiang Muxing: "Any length."

Banquet: "..."

"Also, your hair quality is too good. It's thick in elementary school. After going through a junior high school and more than half of high school, the hair volume is still a lot."

Banyan poked Jiang Muxing's hair: "I can't even see your hairline."

Jiang Muxing's hair was messed up, and he sighed, "Okay, you also have a lot of hair."

"Why so much? My hair is thin and soft. It sounds elegant, but the fact is that it is a potential rich man, so I have to pay attention to it."

Yan Hao touched his head, smoothing his hair like a baby: "I haven't eaten sesame paste today, have I?"

Jiang Muxing helped his forehead: "You ate."

"Really?" Yan Hao thought for a while, "Why don't I have any impression?"

Jiang Muxing reminded: "You ate a bowl."

"Let's eat it while doing the questions, then I will eat whatever you give me, without even looking at it."

Yan Hao has a serious face: "I decided to start with two bowls tomorrow, one in the morning and one in the evening, and stick to it until next year's college entrance examination."

Then he grabbed Jiang Muxing's hand: "My good monitor, you must supervise me."

Jiang Muxing didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Touch less, or you'll get bald if you touch too much."

Yan Hao coughed: "I mainly touch my bangs."

Jiang Muxing: "I know oil."

Banquet: "..."

-

"Song Ran and you are not in the same elementary school, how did he get the photo?" Yan Hao was very curious.

"I'd love to know too."

Jiang Muxing stretched out his hand: "Give me the photo."

Yanhao took several steps back immediately: "No, this is Song Ran's birthday present to me, and it has nothing to do with you."

Jiang Muxing: "..."

"You are really tender and young in this photo. You look very obedient, well-educated, and easy to bully."

Yan Hao was talking and laughing, something suddenly flashed in his mind, and his face changed instantly.

Jiang Muhang's family started when he graduated from primary school.

He also has a happy family in the photo.

Yan Hao's head drooped, and his mood plummeted. When Jiang Muxing saw the photos, he must have remembered the time when the family was good, and it would inevitably involve the subsequent changes.

The desolation and powerlessness of all things.

Yanhao blamed himself so much that his lips trembled, and Jiang Muxing's voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "Go and look for it again."

"What?" Yan Hao didn't respond.

Jiang Muxing's voice was a bit gentle, and there was no sign of depression, let alone boredom.

"Based on what I know about Song Ran, if he can get my elementary school photos, more than 90.00% of them will have junior high school photos."

Yan Hao subconsciously ran back to the room, took the small cloth bag, squinted one eye and looked up, there was indeed a photo inside.

Probably because the back is a little sticky, and it sticks to the cloth bag, so it didn't fall out when shaking.

It's good to put the two photos together. Jiang Muxing in junior high school is still wearing the school uniform, yellow and white, with neat and neat hair. Compared with elementary school, he has changed a lot.

The soft flesh on the face disappeared, the skin turned into a healthy color after being exposed to wind and sun, the contours appeared, very thin, and the eyes have changed.

There is no longer ignorance and innocence, only indifference and silence.

Forced to grow up.

Yan Hao's chest was congested, he touched Jiang Muxing when he was in junior high school, thinking that it would be good if he knew each other earlier.

At that time, it should be the most difficult and difficult stage for Jiang Muxing.

It is a pity that their destinies did not intersect until a few years later.

Yanhao solemnly put the two one-inch photos in the drawer and sent a message to Song Ran.

-Thank you for the seal and photo.

Song Ran returned in ten minutes.

-If my family doesn't speak the same language, Lao Jiang will please you [Hold fists].

-

Yan Hao finished half of the physics test paper, and halfway through, he received text messages from relatives, including Wang Feifei's.

Birthdays happen every year, and this year has become especially meaningful because of some things.

Yan Hao stopped Jiang Mu when he came in to take a bath in his pajamas, and said something he had been holding back for several days: "Where's my love letter?"

Jiang Muxing opened a book next to the bed, and handed over a piece of paper sandwiched between two pages.

Yanhao recognized that it was his signature paper, and was stunned for a moment.

Jiang Muxing looked down at his stupid look: "Take it."

After a shock, he picked it up with trembling hands, and looked inside through the gaps in the folded paper.

There are a lot of words, and the sentence "I am a good boyfriend" written in pencil has been erased.

This is a love letter and a promise.

Jiang Muxing didn't know how many promises he gave him, they were all on paper.

Yan Hao's heart was beating violently, he hurriedly stuffed the paper into the drawer, breathed heavily and said, "I'll read it after you fall asleep."

Jiang Muxing pinched his flushed face: "It's up to you."

-

It took Yan Hao a lot of effort to calm down, the phone on the table rang suddenly, it was Jiang Muxing, he couldn't help but glance at it, and shouted to the bathroom: "Jiang Muxing, someone is looking for you on Q!"

Jiang Muxing's reply came from the bathroom: "Take a look."

Yan Hao was waiting for this sentence, he quickly swiped to the dialog box and saw that it was a girl in the class who asked Jiang Muxing online to ask math problems.

The picture is very clear, and there is a cute little expression underneath, with two big eyes blinking.

Yan Hao tapped the tip of the pen hard, and pressed the pen on the table vigorously.

Jiang Muxing came out of the shower, listened to Yanhao's outline, wiped his hair and said, "Try it."

Yan Hao: "Huh?"

Jiang Muxing: "I'll let you do this question."

Yan Hao's mind was hoodwinked, and he resisted reflexively: "It's too difficult, I won't."

"Don't stop writing just because you think it's difficult." Jiang Muxing said, "You try to calculate, and you can take whatever step you can."

Jiang Muxing's hard-core teaching dispelled the vinegary smell of the banquet. He looked at the question in the dialog box and felt a headache: "I still have papers to finish."

Jiang Muxing: "Don't worry, just change your thinking."

Banquet: "..."

The problem was really difficult, and Yan Hao felt that only a few people could solve it. He racked his brains and scratched a lot of draft paper, turned the pages and wrote the calculation steps, and tried his best.

Jiang Muxing looked at his problem-solving steps: "If the full score is fifteen, you can get nine to ten."

Yan Hao's face was full of disbelief: "I'm so good?"

Jiang Muxing hooked his lips: "I have made great progress."

The banquet was so blissful.

Jiang Muxing glanced at the small blue alarm clock on the table. It was almost midnight, and he said abruptly, "Go take a bath."

Yanhao said confusedly: "I have washed it."

Jiang Muxing looked down at him from above: "Go and charge again."

Yan Hao slumped in the chair, feeling lazy: "No need?"

Jiang Muxing rubbed the back of his neck lightly: "Stick."

Without further ado, Yan Hao stood up, took off the small jade piece around her neck, and took a shower with her clean clothes in her arms.

When Yan got out of the shower and was about to put the little jade piece back on, he saw a silver ring on the rope.