Paper Plane - Chapter 57

Seeing Yang Xuan enter his son’s room, Tang Xiaonian was completely out of the TV drama and looked at the closed door frequently. Seeing that Yang Xuan couldn’t come out, she took the remote control and turned down the volume of the TV, trying to hear the movement in the room, but she couldn’t hear anything after listening intently for a long time.

Tang Xiaonian put the remote control on the table, the melon seeds crackled, and threw the melon seed skin in the palm of his hand towards the trash can at his feet. Step aside, ready to get closer and listen carefully. But just as he was about to lift himself up, the door was pulled open, and Yang Xuan stepped out immediately.

Tang Xiaonian had no choice but to sit back as if nothing had happened, pretending to watch TV seriously. When Yang Xuan returned to her room, as soon as the door closed, she immediately got up and went to Tang Junhe’s room, without knocking on the door, she turned the doorknob and pushed the door and walked in.

Tang Junhe was still lying on the bed in the original posture, with his face buried in the pillow, when he heard the sound of pushing the door, he thought it was Yang Xuan going and returning, he looked back in a little surprise, but saw Tang Xiaonian with a long face.

“Don’t study during the day, lie on the bed and hatch chickens?” Tang Xiaonian asked bluntly with accusations, “Why did he come to you?”

Tang Junhe watched Tang Xiaonian approaching, bent down and grabbed the bag of medicine that Yang Xuan just brought over, he felt flustered, his brain was running fast, trying to find an excuse to get away with it.

“He brought this to you?” Tang Xiaonian read the words on the medicine box one by one, “Ibuprofen capsules, clindamycin… He also knows how to send you antipyretics and anti-inflammatory medicines, When did you become so kind? What is this…” Tang Xiaonian picked up the ointment.

Tang Junhe’s heart reached his throat, and he almost jumped out. He didn’t know what ointment Yang Xuan had just applied to him, if its indication function was obvious…

“Erythromycin ointment?” Tang Xiaonian muttered suspiciously, looked at Tang Junhe and asked, “Why did he buy this for you?”

“I don’t know…” Tang Junhe said guiltily, “Just buy whatever you want.”

Tang Xiaonian didn’t believe it, she pulled Tang Junhe’s pajamas vigilantly, trying to see if there was any injury on his back: “They didn’t bully you last night?”

Tang Junhe immediately got up, stretched out his hand to pull down the T-shirt behind him, and denied it: “No, I’m not a child.”

“Then why did he buy you anti-inflammatory ointment? There is so much money that there is no place to spend it?” Tang Xiaonian unscrewed the lid of the ointment to see, “Have you used it?”

A flash of inspiration flashed in Tang Junhe’s mind, and he came up with an excuse to fool Tang Xiaonian: “He just used it for himself, and his hand was injured.”

Tang Xiaonian had to ask clearly: “How did you get hurt?”

“I was burned by the smoke…on the palm of my hand.” Tang Junhe reached for the ointment on her hand, “I’ll send it to him in a while.”

“You don’t tell me anything, and you will be the one who suffers in the end!” Tang Xiaonian frowned and glanced at him, “I told you not to hang out with him all the time, isn’t it enough to suffer? Those who are close to Zhu Chi, close to ink, black, smoking and drinking, you don’t look like a student, you always hang out with him, you have been led to the ruins! You are still lying on the bed in broad daylight, and you don’t know how to study. This is the third year of high school…”

Listening to Tang Xiaonian’s chatter, Tang Junhe got up from the bed, sat down at the desk and started doing homework for the New Year’s Day holiday. Seeing that Tang Xiaonian had achieved his goal, he finally stopped talking, opened the door and walked out, before he left, he muttered: “There is nothing to be courteous about, it’s either adultery or robbery…”

For two consecutive nights, Tang Junhe was uncharacteristically not knocking on the door of Yang Xuan’s room, but he was not feeling well, he was waiting for Yang Xuan to knock on his door. His enthusiasm seemed to have encountered a basin of cold water poured on his head, and the few remaining sparks were still half-lit and half-extinguished, and they would be burning again when Yang Xuan was willing to come over. But Yang Xuan didn’t do what he wanted, except for that time when he came to deliver the medicine, he never came again.

At the dinner table, Tang Junhe couldn’t help observing Yang Xuan’s expression quietly, hoping to see the slightest emotional fluctuation on his face, but Yang Xuan remained silent and indifferent as usual as if nothing had happened . He also behaved alienated and indifferent, anyway, he was used to showing people with such a face.

He secretly made up his mind that if Yang Xuan didn’t come to him, he would never go to Yang Xuan. This kind of thing must have some response before it can go on… Tang Junhe is not a person who will go back on his word, but when he made up his mind like this After that, he had a rare insomnia that night.

He tossed and turned thinking about Yang Xuan, even though they were still in the same family, they still met several times a day, but he felt that he hadn’t been close to Yang Xuan for a long time. He misses Yang Xuan very much. I want to be close to him, to hug him, to kiss him. Once this kind of longing appeared, it was like a rising tide, surging up wave after wave, almost drowning him.

It was already two o’clock in the morning, and Tang Junhe still couldn’t sleep. He sat up, stared at the darkness in front of him out of focus for a while, then got out of bed, put on his slippers, opened the door, walked out of his room, and walked to the door of Yang Xuan’s room.

It was so late, Yang Xuan should have fallen asleep, even though he guessed this fact, Tang Junhe still held the idea of ​​giving it a try, raised his hand and knocked on Yang Xuan’s door. His movements were very light, and the knock on the door was very small, but the sudden sound in the silent night still surprised him.

He didn’t dare to knock on the door anymore, for fear of waking Tang Xiaonian in the next room, but he didn’t want to go back like this. Just staying at the door of Yang Xuan’s room is better than lying alone on the bed. He raised his hand to the wooden door, and his short nails scratched the door unconsciously, making a slight sound.

Then the door actually opened.

Tang Junhe stared blankly at Yang Xuan who appeared in front of him, feeling that he was dreaming, he raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, only then did he dare to confirm that the person in front of him was indeed his brother.

“I thought a cat had entered the house.” Yang Xuan, who was **** and only wore a pair of pajama pants, looked down at him and said, “What are you scratching the door for?”

“I didn’t want to wake you up…” Tang Junhe was a little embarrassed, he didn’t expect that Yang Xuan would really open the door for him.

Yang Xuan stepped aside to open the gap: “Come in?”

“Yeah.” Tang Junhe walked in.

As soon as Yang Xuan closed the door, Tang Junhe rushed over and hugged him. Yang Xuan’s back was pressed against the door, and his younger brother’s hair rubbed against his face.

Yang Xuan was pressed against the door by him, and he didn’t break free, but asked, “Can’t sleep?”

“Brother, did you do it with me because you like me?” Tang Junhe asked sullenly.

Yang Xuan didn’t respond, and raised a hand to the back of his head.

Tang Junhe didn’t get an answer, then asked: “Then do you hate me?”

Yang Xuan sighed almost inaudibly, and the air current shook Tang Junhe’s upturned hair slightly. He said, “You are my younger brother, how could I hate you.”

“But I don’t want to be just your younger brother.” Tang Junhe said.

Yang Xuan was silent for a while and said, “It’s so late, go to sleep.”

Tang Junhe still didn’t move, just hugged him and tightened his arms. Yang Xuan wrapped his arms around his waist, and with great force, lifted his feet off the ground, took two or three steps in this posture, carried him to the side of the bed, and then walked around to the other side and got on the bed.

Tang Junhe is still hesitating whether to go to bed, if they go up, will they do that thing again? He likes the feeling of Yang Xuan entering him, but such an unclear relationship makes him hesitate.

“Not coming up?” Yang Xuan looked at him and asked.

These words brought him back to his senses, his brain hadn’t made up his mind yet, but his body reacted first. He climbed onto Yang Xuan’s bed, lay down and hugged him. Yang Xuan raised his hand and turned off the overhead light.

“Brother, did you fall asleep just now?” Tang Junhe asked in the dark.

“Ok.”

“Then how did you hear me knock on the door?”

“I didn’t hear knocking on the door.” Yang Xuan lay on his back, closed his eyes and said, “I dreamed that a cat was scratching the door.”

“That’s not a cat, it’s me.” Tang Junhe said. He hugged his brother, and the tide in his heart calmed down a bit. Although the back was still aching, he still whispered: “Brother, let’s do it…”

Yang Xuan didn’t speak, Tang Junhe stretched out his hand and slowly moved down along his lower abdomen, but as soon as he touched that part, Yang Xuan grabbed his wrist and put it back to its original position, and said without hesitation: ” sleep.”

“But you obviously have a reaction.” Tang Junhe muttered in a low voice, this discovery somehow made him a little happy.

Yang Xuan didn’t speak again, just held his wrist, making him unable to move.

In fact, Tang Junhe didn’t really want to do it, he just missed the feeling of Yang Xuan hugging him tightly, if they did, Yang Xuan would hug him, maybe even kiss him.

But Yang Xuan refused him, he thought for a while, under the dim light, supported Yang Xuan’s lower abdomen, raised his upper body, moved to his lips and kissed him jerky, but Yang Xuan stretched out his hand to hold his shoulder, Push him back on the bed.

After being pushed back, Tang Junhe didn’t continue to move, because Yang Xuan didn’t withdraw his arm, but hugged him in the same posture just now, with his hands on his neck.

Tang Junhe moved closer to Yang Xuan. He felt that he was surrounded by his brother’s breath, so he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

***

After the New Year’s Day holiday, the weather continued to be sunny for a few days. The second round of review in the third year of senior high school has come to an end, and exams have become commonplace. Everyone has a thick stack of test papers stacked in front of their desks, which are held in different colored clips by subject.

Since that night, Yang Xuan has never contacted Feng Bo again, and Feng Bo’s text messages in the past also received no response. After thinking about it, Feng Bosi still came to Yang Xuan’s desk during the break, but because of the presence of Tang Junhe at the front desk, he didn’t directly explain why he came, but just called “Brother Xuan”.

Sensing that he hesitated to speak, Yang Xuan raised his head to look at him, got up and said, “Go out and talk.”

As soon as they went out, Tang Junhe looked up at Feng Bo’s desk. The desk was separated from him by an aisle, three rows in front of him. After staring at it for a few seconds, he turned his gaze back to the test paper in front of him.

“Let’s end that matter here.” Coming to the corridor, Yang Xuan said straight to the point.

“How could it stop here?” Feng Bo didn’t dare to refute directly, and said unwillingly with his face turned away, “Mother and son will live in your house for the rest of their lives.”

Yang Xuan suddenly smiled and asked, “Why do you care more about my family than I do?”

Feng Bo was a little speechless, hesitatingly said: “I, I can’t understand it…”

“It’s not just for this, is it?” Yang Xuan stared at him and asked meaningfully, “Did you buy that cigarette for me or for yourself?”

Feng Bo became anxious immediately: “Brother Xuan, what do you mean…”

Yang Xuan didn’t play tricks, and made his intentions clear: “You’ve got too much control over this matter.”

Feng Bo continued to speak stubbornly: “If it was someone else, I wouldn’t bother to care so much.”

“Don’t touch him again.” Yang Xuan looked at him and said, with a hint of warning in his tone.

“Understood.” Feng Bo swallowed his anger. Naturally, he didn’t dare to go back to what Yang Xuan said. He was the one who had witnessed Yang Xuan’s fight, and Yang Xuan had helped him.

They were still in the first year of high school at that time. Although he and Yang Xuan were in the same class, they were not very close to each other—except for the brotherhood that developed with a dozen members of the basketball team in the accumulated training, Yang Xuan had never loved him very much. Talk to others.

Feng Bo had a good relationship with one of the members of the basketball team in junior high school. He used this relationship to join them that afternoon and played a practice match in the gymnasium. After a match, people from No. 16 High School also came. They saw that they were here to provoke trouble. They left the empty field unused and insisted on gesticulating with a few people from No. 1 High School. In the city basketball league not long ago, people from No. 16 Middle School repeatedly fouled and charged players from No. 1 Middle School, and even hit one of the main players with a broken leg bone and had to leave midway. They won the championship by means of shady means.

This afternoon, a few people from the No. 1 Middle School were full of anger. It was not a formal basketball game anyway. Field group frame. After all, Feng Bo was relatively amateur. Not only was his skill level much lower than that of the players on the basketball team, but his body shape was also not comparable to any of them. He was knocked to the ground, and he yelled at the man who bumped him in anger: “Fuck, Gao Ze, you are a **** mad dog!”

The boy from No. 16 Middle School named Gao Ze leaned down and grabbed him by the neckline, and punched him with a punch. His screams became the fuel to fuel the fire, and a group fight that was ready to go broke out. Feng Bo was beaten to the ground and hugged his head, unable to fight back, but he refused to admit defeat, and continued to curse intermittently: “Damn **** gave birth to your mad dog, how dare you **** give birth to me?” When you come out to meet people, your mother is a scumbag, and she gave birth to you, a scumbag…” The harder the man beat him, the more he cursed.

Later, when he was dragged out from under the man’s fists and feet by Yang Xuan, he had already been beaten so badly that his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he was completely invisible. Gao Ze was one of the main players in the city league who played against the No. 1 middle school players, so Yang Xuan would naturally not stay behind. This fight was quite fierce. Every punch of Yang Xuan was full of hostility, and the punches were in place, forcing Gao Ze to the corner to beat Gao Ze. Bo was stubborn, and refused to apologize and beg for mercy, holding back his energy and waiting for an opportunity to fight back. Feng Bo was beaten into a bear-like face, but his interest did not diminish. He stood aside and cheered for Yang Xuan: “Brother Xuan, come on, kill this bitch/mother!”

The scene at that time was extremely chaotic. The owner of the basketball hall was unable to persuade the fight, so he called the police. The group fight ended with more than a dozen people entering the game in a mighty manner. It started hastily and ended chaotically.

When the driver Chen Xing went to the police station to pick up Yang Xuan, he immediately saw Feng Bo with a bruised nose and a swollen face. Feng Bo’s father was a respectable businessman in Runcheng, so Chen Xing sold his favor and took him out with Yang Chengchuan’s name.

After coming out, Feng Bo still didn’t forget to thank Yang Xuan: “Brother Xuan, thank you for helping me beat up that son of a **** today, just tell me if you need help in the future.”

Yang Xuan didn’t take his words seriously, but asked, “Do you know Gao Ze from No. 16 High School?”

“Ah,” Feng Bo said with difficulty opening his swollen eyes, “he’s my father’s third son. Even though that crazy dog ​​is taller than me, I’m his brother.”

“What about your mother?” After a while, Yang Xuan suddenly asked again.

“My mother? My mother is living abroad,” Feng Bo gasped in pain. “She can’t control my father, and she doesn’t want to. By the way, she doesn’t even care about me. She’s going abroad to live a good life by herself.”

“It’s good to think about it,” Yang Xuan said lightly at the time, “It’s better than being **** off.”