“Is he really your uncle?”
Xia Zhixu lifted his collar at the discipline committee member at the school gate, revealing his badge. He said helplessly, “My great grandfather had another son when he was very old. That’s his father, my grand uncle, who is about the same age as my father. So he really is my uncle.”
Xu Qichen couldn’t help but laugh, Xia Zhixu quickly explained, “He was born in winter, so I’m actually six months older than him.”
“Then isn’t it terrible for you during the New Year?”
“That’s right.” Xia Zhixu frowned. “Every year, I also have to pay New Year’s greetings to him, and all the adults tease me.” Xia Zhixu imitated the expression of his aunts, “You quickly call little uncle and say good New Year to him, otherwise I won’t give you New Year’s money.”
Xu Qichen laughed even more exuberantly. Xia Zhixu sighed, “We have been bullied by him since childhood.”
“We?”
“Him, Chen Fang and I, we went to primary school together. Xia Xiqing relied on his good looks and the ability to pretend to be foolish in front of adults. Chen Fang was bullied by him every day and no one believed him even when he complained to the teacher.” Thinking back, Xia Zhixu couldn’t help but laugh. “I remember when we were in third grade, Chen Fang secretly used his oil pastels and made a mess of it. Xia Xiqing didn’t say anything at the time, but later, one day during his lunch break, he took advantage of Chen Fang sleeping and filled his stationery box with about ten small earthworms he had dug out himself.”
Xia Zhixu’s eyebrows and eyes curved, and his sharp tiger teeth peeked out. “I heard he waited for a whole week for the rain so that he could catch the worms.”
“Poor Chen Fang,” Xu Qichen said while imagining the scene as he climbed the stairs.
“That’s right,” Xia Zhi said with a smile, “and since we were little, the girls that Chen Fang liked, liked either Xia Xiqing or…”
He suddenly stopped speaking. Xu Qichen, who was walking ahead, turned around and noticed that the height difference of the step made their lines of sight parallel. “Or whom?”
Those amber eyes always looked a little unfocused when they met his, Xia Zhixu’s pupils flickered for a moment.
“No one.” Xia Zhixu took a step forward and walked to Xu Qichen’s side. “Anyway, that unlucky person has been afraid of Xia Xiqing since we were young. Plus, Xia Xiqing is good at drawing, and when we were young, he would often draw something very disgusting or scary to scare him.”
Xu Qichen laughed, “Chen Fang was so easily scared?”
The two of them walked to the fourth floor. Xia Zhixu had to take a left to enter the classroom. He suddenly stopped and turned to ask, “It’s almost time for summer vacations. Do you have any plans for them?”
“Hmm… probably sleeping and reading at home,” Xu Qichen yawned slightly. “I haven’t slept enough lately, and sometimes I feel sleepy in class.”
Xia Zhixu stared blankly at Xu Qichen’s lazy appearance, and was momentarily stunned.
So cute…
“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing,” Xia Zhixu shook his head. Cute is not a very good word to describe boys, right? He turned around, “I’m going in.”
How strange. Xu Qichen yawned again and walked to the fifth floor on his own. As soon as he entered the classroom, he saw Xia Xiqing lying there sleeping.
Both Xia’s liked to sleep in class. Xu Qichen wondered if it was contagious.
Walking to the seat, Xu Qichen patted his shoulder. Xia Xiqing lifted his head and a piece of paper stuck to it. He blankly removed the paper, then made way for Xu Qichen to get into his seat.
“You’re back so early,” Xu Qichen took the milk packet from his back and began sipping it.
Xia Xiqing stood up and stretched, “I didn’t go back.” He took a piece of paper from his drawer and handed it to Xu Qichen.
Xu Qichen slowly took the paper and flipped it over. It turned out to be a watercolour painting, painted in light colours, depicting a person sitting by the window looking down at a book.
He closely examined it. “This person…”
“It’s you ah,” Xia Xiqing drank some water. “It’s for you.”
This was the first time Xu Qichen had received a painting of him from someone else. He felt a little happy in his heart, but also a little confused, “Why did you paint me?”
“Why else? Because I like you, of course.”
Xu Qichen was stunned for a moment, and his eyes widened when he looked at him.
Xia Xiqing saw him being so serious and smiled with a mischievous expression that showed his teeth and not his eyes. “Just kidding. I don’t like your type. I was bored during the break, so I just painted a little.”
Although he humbly said he ‘just painted a little’, this painting was really beautiful, with delicate strokes and soft colors, even the adjustment of light and shadow was just right, as if he had watched himself sit here and drawn it with reference.
“Thank you.” Xu Qichen carefully tucked this gift into his book, “but you’re so serious, you even used watercolours.”
“Because watercolours suit you.”
Xu Qichen looked at Xia Xiqing and the other person took out a math exercise book from the drawer. Without lifting his head, he explained, “Different people have different temperaments. If you want to highlight a person’s style on paper, you need to use different expression techniques. Your temperament is like water, light and comfortable, so using watercolor is the most suitable.”
Although he was not very familiar with painting, this theory intrigued him. Suddenly, a question appeared in his mind. Xu Qichen hesitated and asked, “What about Xia Zhixu?”
“You mean my nephew?” Xia Xiqing’s mood immediately lifted and he grinned, answering without even thinking, “Just a sketch will do.”
“A sketch?”
“En, his colours are so intense that any colour I give him will just look dull. This kind of three-dimensional features are best portrayed with pencil sketching.”
Upon hearing Xia Xiqing’s words, Xu Qichen couldn’t help but curl up the corner of his mouth.
Yes, if everyone is naturally a painting, then Xia Zhixu must be the one with the most full and passionate colors.
After the second class in the afternoon, there were eye health exercises. Xu Qichen was extremely sleepy, while his desk mate had already slept for half of the politics class. Finally, he could not bear it anymore. As soon as the bell rang, he put on his school coat, and laid down on the table.
In summer, the combination of air-conditioned classrooms and cool school uniforms was equivalent to a super comfortable sleep.
Xia Zhixu, who was doing eye exercises in the classroom, was called out by the math teacher, “Help me send this to Class 7.”
Originally, Xia Zhixu didn’t want to run errands, but when he remembered that Class 7 and Class 4 were both on the fifth floor, he happily agreed.
Class 13 was on the far left of the fourth floor, close to the stairway, Class 4 was the second from last on the right of the fifth floor, and Class 7 is wan the middle of the fifth floor, closer to the left stairway. Xia Zhixu carried a thick pile of books and deliberately walked to the far right of the fourth floor, then climbed the stairs on the right to the fifth floor, so that he could pass through Class 4 and take a look at what Xu Qichen was doing now.
The weather in June was already very hot, with air conditioning on for each class and doors and windows tightly closed. As he passed the entrance of Class 4, Xia Zhixu’s footsteps slowed down a bit, but his heart rate gradually increased.
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He pursed his lips and pretended to pass by unintentionally. He glanced at the second window, only to find Xu Qichen sleeping soundly on the table.
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He saw a packet of milk sitting next to his head, with a bitten straw stuck in it. It looked like he had not finished it.
It would probably spill if he accidentally hit it.
Xia Zhixu thought this way, imagining in his mind the appearance of Xu Qichen waking up after accidentally knocking over the milk packet. The milk would drip down his dark brown hair, and his expression would be so confused.
What are you thinking! Xia Zhixu’s upright little figure quickly appeared in his mind, waving his small hand to break up the strange and bizarre scenes.
Returning to his senses, he saw several girls in Class 4 looking at him. Xia Zhixu felt a bit embarrassed and walked calmly towards Class 7 with the stack of homework books.
After he handed the maths homework to the math class representative of Class 7, Xia Zhixu went downstairs and happened to encounter Chen Fang coming out of the restroom. The two of them stood in the hallway chatting for a while, and within a few minutes, they heard the health committee member shouting his name inside.
Xia Zhixu stood at the door of the classroom and said, “What’s wrong, sir health commissioner?”
“You’re on duty today and didn’t mop the floor.” The health committee member walked up to him with a mop and handed it to him. “Go wash the mop.”
Xia Zhixu deliberately sighed, “Yes, sir.”
Chen Fang, leaning against the corridor, reminded him, “The faucet in our washroom on this floor is broken, and the floor is flooded. You can go to the third or the fifth floor to wash it.”
“Okay,” Xia Zhixu habitually walked up the fifth floor with the mop, and when he reached the washroom at the end, he looked up and saw a thin figure standing in front of the faucet in the bathroom, half bent down, about to reach his head under the faucet.
“Hey! You’ll catcha cold like that!” Xia Zhixu strode forward and grabbed Xu Qichen’s shoulder, pulling him over to face him.
Xu Qichen raised his head and saw that it was Xia Zhixu, and the daze on his face lessened a bit. His hair and half of his face were covered in milk, and his cheeks were red. The white liquid flowed down his hair, leaving several streaks across his fair face, including his forehead, eyelids, cheeks, and corners of his mouth, all the way down.
There is still a small bead of milk on the tip of the chin, about to drip off.
Xu Qichen blurted out, “I accidentally spilled the milk.”
How could Xia Zhixu have imagined that his wild imagination after seeing his sleeping face would come true.
Pfft…
He could not hold it in.
Releasing the hand grabbing him, Xia Zhixu burst into laughter.
Xu Qichen was still a bit confused, ignoring his mockery and walked to the faucet without hesitation. He held water in both hands and poured it on his dirty hair. His hair and face were fine, but his school uniform shirt was also covered in milk stains. He had to splash water on his clothes in an attempt to reduce the traces..
Xia Zhixu was washing the mop next to him, his eyes occasionally glancing towards him.
After getting wet, the white shirt became transparent, vaguely revealing the shape of the boy’s chest.
His lips suddenly became dry and he couldn’t help but want to lick them.
“Xu Qichen, wait for me for a moment.” Xia Zhixu suddenly put the mop in his hand. “Don’t go anywhere, wait for me here, I’ll be right back.” After that, he left the washroom and walked to the toilet next door.
Inexplicably being given a mop, Xu Qichen looked at the head of the mop dripping with water, and then at himself dripping with water. His mind was still dizzy.
In a moment, Xia Zhixu came out and handed the white shirt in his hand to Xu Qichen. “You go and change into this one,” he said. Seeing Xu Qichen confused and not picking up his clothes, Xia Zhixu approached and forcefully thrust the clothes onto him. “You can’t wear the one you’re wearing anymore.”
Xu Qichen looked up at him only to see Xia Zhixu wearing his school uniform jacket. However, when he lowered his head, he didn’t see his shirt collar but could directly see the collarbone.
Realising that he was not wearing anything inside, Xu Qichen was suddenly awake and felt a little uneasy. The summer light projected through the glass window of the bathroom, shone on his earlobes making them warm.
He clenched the shirt in his hand, unwilling to wear it. “It’s very hot,” he said. “If you just wear your jacket…”
“It’s okay, I’ve been in the air conditioned rooms the whole time. I’d even say it’s cold,” Xia Zhixu urged with a smile. “You go change.”
After saying that, he took his mop back from Xu Qichen’s hand and quickly left the bathroom. His footsteps were so fast, as if he was afraid that Xu Qichen would catch up and return his shirt to him. It wasn’t until he walked to the classroom door and looked back to see no one behind him that Xia Zhixu breathed a sigh of relief.
“You’ve been washing the mop for a century,” joked Chen Fang, sitting in the classroom. “You really are a young master.”
Xia Zhixu glanced at him and felt that the classroom was extremely stuffy. He grabbed his collar and fanned it, frowning and asking, “Who turned off the air conditioning? Wasn’t it on just now?”
“Don’t even talk about it. Just now the new team leader came and said that we were all wearing jackets to enjoy the air conditioning, wasting national resources, and forced us to turn it off, and said no one was allowed to turn it on again.”
Xia Zhixu despaired.
“Zhixu, hurry up and mop the floor, class is starting soon.”
Xia Zhixu, who had to mop the floor while wearing his jacket and having no air conditioning, sat back in his seat, thinking that the world was a terrible place.
It was so hot.
He rolled up the sleeves of the uniform jacket, unscrewed the water bottle and took a big sip.
His desk mate couldn’t help but say, “Hey, Xia Zhixu, isn’t it hot?”
Of course it’s hot.
“En, not at all.”
“Really? I’m almost dying from the heat.”
Me too ah…
“I caught a cold.”
“But it’s June ah.”
“Do you homework, you’re noisy.”
Finally, the last class in the afternoon was over, and the classmates in the classroom rushed out in droves. Xia Zhixu also followed Chen Fang to the cafeteria. The two of them had a meal and were carrying plates. Chen Fang kept whispering about his vacation plans in his ear, while Xia Zhixu listened aimlessly, looking at the empty seats around him, when he accidentally saw two familiar figures.
“Hey hey, where are you going?” Chen Fang followed Xia Zhixu’s gaze and also saw the two people. “No way, you want to eat with Xia Xiqing…?” Despite his unwillingness, he still followed Xia Zhixu.
Xia Zhixu was holding the plate, feeling stuffy, as if someone had punched him.
After walking for so long, Xu Qichen never even looked up for a moment.
If he looked up just once, he would have seen him approach.
Xia Xiqing must have told Xu Qichen some joke. Xu Qichen was biting his chopsticks, mesmerized, his eyes were full of laughter.
His smile was so dazzling that Xia Zhixu’s stomach twisted.
Fickle and ungrateful person!
Just as Xia Xiqing was vividly talking about Xia Zhixu’s childhood, there was a loud bang, Xu Qichen looked up in surprise. He saw an extra plate in the empty space next to him, while the table continued to shake with the aftershocks. He looked up and saw Xia Zhixu, whose face was livid.
“Y-you’re here.”
Xia Zhixu discovered that after being assigned to different classes, Xu Qichen always said this opening line to him.
“Why, the cafeteria is so big, can’t I be here?”
This was the first time Xu Qichen heard Xia Zhixu speak in this tone, and he was startled. For a moment, he didn’t know how to answer the question.
Chen Fang, who was left behind, could only sit next to Xia Xiqing with a stiff head. Xia Xiqing held a beansprout in his mouth and smiled, “Who poisoned my big nephew? Tell your uncle about it.”
“Scram.”
Xia Xiqing smiled solemnly and said, “To be reasonable, I took this seat first. If someone should scram, it shouldn’t be me.”
Chen Fang looked at Xia Zhixu, whose face was becoming increasingly ugly, and immediately came out to mediate. “Oh, come on, let’s not fight while eating.”
“Yes, eat~eat~” Xia Xiqing saw Xu Qichen not speaking and took a chicken wing from his bowl and placed it in his bowl. “Eat more, you’re too skinny.”
At his strangely intimate tone, Xu Qichen glanced at Xia Xiqing in disbelief and said, “This…” Before he could give it back to him, the poor chicken wing was picked up by Xia Zhixu sitting next to him and thrown back into Xia Xiqing’s plate. “He doesn’t eat chicken wings.” After saying this, he gave Xu Qichen all the sweet and sour pork tenderloins in his bowl. “Eat this, I’ll give you all of it.”
Xu Qichen looked at the dishes on his plate in confusion, feeling that everyone around him was acting strange, but he could not say exactly what was wrong.
Xia Xiqing was very shameless. He reached out and picked up a pair of sweet and sour pork tenderloins from Xu Qichen’s plate. Despite Xia Zhixu’s resistance, he stuffed them into his mouth and deliberately chewed them for him to see.
“Why are you so shameless?” Xia Zhixu frowned at him.
Xia Xiqing swallowed the food in his mouth and furrowed his brows. “Oh my, it’s really sour. It’s so sour, how much vinegar did they put in? Chenchen, don’t eat this.”
Chenchen?
Chenchen???
When did they become so close?
Xia Zhixu’s eyes were almost burning, and he wished he could flip the table. Xia Xiqing was trying so hard to resist laughing that his stomach hurt. He exclaimed several times, “Chen Chen, hurry up and eat. My stomach is so uncomfortable. Please accompany me to the clinic after eating.”
“En.”
En?
En???
Xia Zhixu’s mental state had completely collapsed. He is still living, why is Xu Qichen acting like he’s dead? As if he could not see him at all?
Chen Fang, who had been watching the battle carefully, suddenly saw the nametag hidden under the collar of Xu Qichen’s shirt, with the exposed part written with the character ‘Xia’.
Why is it Xia… shouldn’t it be Xu Qichen?
He was a bit puzzled and couldn’t help but ask, “Xu Qichen, a-are you wearing Xia Xiqing’s shirt?”
Boom!
The small volcano in Xia Zhixu’s heart finally erupted.
“It’s mine! It’s my shirt!”
The chopsticks in the hands of the other three people on the table froze.
The atmosphere suddenly became very awkward.
A moment later, Xia Xiqing burst into laughter, almost falling off the chair, Chen Fang looked completely bewildered, while Xu Qichen lowered his head and silently ate a shredded carrot without saying a word.
Xu Qichen lowered his head and lifted the collar of his shirt. Only then did he realize that he had changed the clothes quickly, forgetting to change the badge. He pulled the collar and covered the small badge. Xia Xiqing did not ask why he was wearing Xia Zhixu’s clothes, and Xu Qichen did not mention this matter either. After dinner, Xu Qichen bought a rice and vegetable roll from the restaurant and put it in his pocket. The two walked to the fourth floor together. His steps stopped and he was still hesitating.
Xia Xiqing put both hands in his pockets and lazily spoke against the railing of the stairs, “If you want to go, just go.”
Xu Qichen turned around and glanced at Xia Xiqing, feeling that it was terrifying that he could see through all his thoughts.
“No, I bought it for myself.” Xu Qichen went straight up to the fifth floor, followed by Xia Xiqing, with a long intentional sigh and then a smile.
During the evening self-study, it was finally time to turn on the air conditioning. Xia Zhixu kept calculating with his head down and didn’t lift his head for a whole minute. His desk mate looked at it and thought it was terrifying, “Hey, you need some work-life balance.”
Xia Zhixu didn’t pay any attention to her. As soon as his mind was free, it would be full of scenes of Xia Xiqing teasing Xu Qichen.
Xia Zhixu had not even reached the level of casually grabbing Xu Qichen’s shoulder yet.
Neither had he ever called him with a more intimate title other than ‘Xu Qichen’.
The more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt. For Xia Zhixu, this discomfort was a strange and terrifying emotion that surpassed his self-control and could instantly devour his rationality, making him an extremely annoying and irritable person.
Why did this happen?
Xia Zhixu remembered that during the Chinese New Year, Xia Xiqing came to his house and insisted on playing with his newly purchased robot. At that time, he was also very angry, but he was only angry and didn’t feel as sad as he did now.
Because his robot would not smile at Xia Xiqing, but he would.
Why would he smile at someone else?
If only he would only smile at Xia Zhixu forever.
Xia Zhixu was startled by his own thoughts, especially at the ‘forever’. He never thought of associating anyone’s name with his [forever]. That was way too weird.
Until the end of the evening self-study, Xia Zhixu could not figure out what was wrong with him.
As soon as he stepped out of the classroom, he saw Xu Qichen standing at the corner of the stairs. He was leaning against the wall with his backpack on his back. When he saw Xia Zhixu, his eyes lit up. He opened his mouth but did not speak.
Xia Zhixu also hesitated to speak. In just over a dozen seconds, a pile of opening remarks popped up in his mind, which he crossed out one by one. He only said, “Let’s go.”
The two of them went downstairs one after the other. The students walking by discussed various topics, mostly the upcoming vacation. This was something that Xia Zhixu had long wanted to talk to Xu Qichen about, but didn’t know how to start.
Just looking at him, he felt like there was a stone in his heart.
But when he was not within his sight, he felt like he had two, no, ten stones.
Xia Zhixu felt sad. Why was it that when he didn’t speak, Xu Qichen didn’t speak either? Why can he have so much to talk about and even laugh so freely when it was Xia Xiqing?
Just after blaming Xu Qichen in his mind, he quickly began to refute himself. How could he think of him like this? Whoever he is willing to be friends with was his own business.
Why was he so concerned? And what right did he have to be angry?
It was so frustrating.
Why did he feel so sad that he was making a friend?
Xu Qichen followed Xia Zhixu and didn’t know how to speak up. He put his hand in his school uniform coat and held the cold rice and vegetable roll until he reached the bus stop. He still couldn’t summon the courage to speak.
Thinking of Xia Zhixu’s anger today, he felt very puzzled.
In his eyes, Xia Zhixu never lost his temper.
After the evening self-study, the buses were always exceptionally crowded. Xu Qichen, who got on the bus one step later than Xia Zhixu, was pushed behind by several students, separating them. The bus started unsteadily, but after two stops, when the students gradually got off the car, the space between the two of them was finally cleared.
Xu Qichen wanted to take advantage of standing by Xia Zhixu’s side. Unexpectedly, as soon as he took a step, the driver restarted the bus and he was thrown forward. He thought he would fall down, but ended up falling into a warm embrace.
Seeing Xu Qichen fall over, Xia Zhixu’s heart suddenly jumped twice. Before realizing it, he had already taken two steps forward to catch him and hold him tightly.
Xu Qichen exuded a faint aroma of milk, probably because of the milk spilled on him during the day. His head was pressed against Xia Zhixu’s chest, making his heart even more uncomfortable.
“Sorry…” Xu Qichen mumbled. He steadied himself and took a step back.
“Hold this,” Xia Zhixu grabbed his wrist and brought his hand to the nearby pillar.
Xu Qichen hooked his elbow around the pillar. He looked up at Xia Zhixu, and then took the rice and vegetable roll out of his pocket without saying a word.
He wanted to unpack the outer package for Xia Zhixu to eat, but he was not very good at unpacking and peeling it open. After others unpacked the package, it was a complete rice roll wrapped with seaweed, but when he unpacked it, the rice roll was all scattered.
Seeing the uncomely ‘rice roll’, Xu Qichen was full of frustration. He wanted to sneak a glance at Xia Zhixu, but found that the other party was already looking at him.
“Is this for me?”
“Ah…” Xu Qichen messily wrapped it back. “Maybe you shouldn’t eat it. It’s cold, and a mess.”
Xia Zhixu held the hanging handhold with one hand and snatched the shapeless roll from him with the other hand. He bit into it before saying, “I’m starving, thank you.”
He finished it around the time they arrived at their stop.
The streetlights pulled Xia Zhixu’s shadow so long that Xu Qichen stepped on it step by step, from his head to the soles of his feet, until they stood by his side. Finally, he couldn’t help but ask, “Why were you angry today?”
“I wasn’t.”
“You were angry,” Xu Qichen’s tone was like describing today’s weather. “Xia Xiqing is a pretty good person, why do you…”
“He’s not good.”
You’re not allowed to say that he’s good.
“… But I think he’s very good, just like I think Chen Fang is also very good,” Xu Qichen explained.
Xia Zhixu finally stopped and turned around, “So, do you think he’s good, just like you think I’m good?”
Xu Qichen froze.
He had not expected this substitution in the question.
The answer is certainly ‘no’, and he knew that too well. But if he told the truth, what kind of questions would Xia Zhixu ask?
So he chose to avoid it, to avoid exposing himself.
“Your clothes, I changed them before class ended.” Xu Qichen opened the zipper of his backpack, but the clothes he had folded were a bit wrinkled. He took them out and handed them to Xia Zhixu. “Thank you, I’ll go now.”
It seemed like he had a serious illness. He was feeling lethargic and his internal organs were twisting together. Xia Zhixu shuffled back home and lay on the bed after taking a shower, with his backpack and shirt by the bed. As soon as he reached out, he touched the nametag on the shirt.
On this summer night, the air was filled with the fragrance of flowers, making him dizzy. Xia Zhixu lay on his side on the bed, staring blankly at the white shirt he should have put into the washing machine. After a long time, he picked it up and covered his face with it.
The milky aroma was mixed with a very light and faint scent of the shower gel on his body. It was so sweet that Xia Zhixu felt flustered, as if he had been bitten by some poison. His heart was beating faster and faster, and he was about to suffocate.
The light in the room filtered through the white shirt that covered his eyes.
The illness was so severe that hallucinations began to appear in front of him. In the afternoon, in the bathroom, the face stained with milk, wet hair sticking to the cheeks, a translucent shirt, and a faintly visible left side of the chest.
That night, Xia Zhixu and this white shirt had a dream, that must forever remain unspoken.
…ah ha i wonder what kind of dream he had….haha