tall rose

Chapter 47 XLVII

It's almost New Year's Eve.

Yang Sheng prepared his annual bills and found that his savings had reached [-] without knowing it.

When he went to the bank to withdraw money, Xia Zang was slightly surprised and said that you are worthy of being a little hamster.

Can't I be human?Pretty Boy was speechless.

The New Year’s pocket money for these years, the salary that boss Lu deliberately gave, and the living expenses that his uncle handed over after entering high school, before hiding with Xia, he kept deducting and swishing, and bought books with the boss. The price, those two years did not cost a lot.

It's different after living with my boyfriend. First of all, the rent and utilities account for the majority.

The boyfriend said, don't hold the pot, we will share the rent, utilities and electricity together.

And after Xia Zang operated it, he found that he still had a balance of [-] yuan, and he couldn't help being shocked again.

"Brother, don't you have a frightened physique? It's a sudden shock." Yang Sheng said with a smile.

"I usually spend as much as my mother gave me, and who knows she made me a new one." Xia Zang explained, with a sense of helplessness.

"Don't waste it, save it if you don't spend it all, and take precautions before it happens." Yang Sheng said thoughtfully, "You can set up a demand deposit, which is convenient for depositing and withdrawing, but the interest rate is lower."

"It's okay to do it on a regular basis. Anyway, if I can't get it out, my mother will call me again." Xia Zang shook his head, joking.

Yang Sheng sensed something else: "You don't want Auntie to send you endless money anymore?"

"Almost." Xia Zang entered the password, took out a wad of red banknotes, and handed them to Yang Sheng to put them in his schoolbag, "But she seems to owe me 80. If there is money, she will give me money again the next day."

"Maybe it's too far away to take care of you." Yang Sheng zipped up his schoolbag, "You have this financial foundation, so you can take better care of yourself."

"But I don't want her to be like this." Xia Zang said softly.

"Then you should study hard and try to earn a lot of money as soon as possible. Now don't waste the money if you can't spend it all. Save it." Yang Sheng said solemnly, "We will work part-time jobs to support ourselves when we go to college, so we can have start-up funds .”

"In this way, you won't feel that you owe your aunt any more."

Xia Zang just wanted to retort that he didn't feel that he owed his mother, it was obvious that his mother owed him.

But after careful consideration, what Yang Sheng said was not unreasonable.

Both he and his mother are in debt to each other.

The landlord came to collect the rent for December in advance.

Because of the New Year's Day holiday, they have to go back to their hometown.

"There are old people at home, so go back and see them more to make them feel at ease." The middle-aged and short landlord counted the banknotes with his rough black and purple hands, and finally took out two bills and handed them back to Xia Zang, "This month's eight bills Bai, you use less water and electricity."

Xia Zang was stunned for a while before accepting the money, and said, "It's cold in winter, and I don't use much water."

"Are you in the third year of high school? Next year's college entrance examination?" The landlord stuffed the wad of red bills into the small cloth bag at his waist and asked casually.

"Well, the exam will be in June next year." Xia Zang held the banknotes at a loss, so he simply handed them to Yang Sheng, "You keep it."

"Then work hard, if I get a champion, my house will definitely increase in value." The landlord said cheerfully.

In fact, Xia Zang rarely sees middle-aged men like this. In the past, he was always silent when he came to collect rent, his face was so dark that Xia Zang owed him rent for several months. In fact, Xia Zang should be the most active person in this building. One of the people who paid the rent.

One of the few times that he doesn't make a bad face is at the end of the year, when Xia Zang is still nesting in this place on New Year's Eve, he will send his youngest daughter to knock on the door and send an insulated box of freshly cooked dumplings.

"Then will you go home for the New Year this year?" The landlord asked again, and his tone became a little more serious as it was a matter of whether the rent would be collected or not.

"I have to go back this year." Xia Zang said, and couldn't help but look at Yang Sheng, "Someone invited me to go back."

Yang Sheng lowered his head and stuck out his tongue.

"Hey, you young man, you still have a lot of face." The landlord saw some tricks, shook his head and smiled, "Then first I wish you both a happy new year and good grades in the exam next year."

"Thank you, Uncle." The two opened their mouths in unison, and only after the landlord turned around and went out to close the door, did they look at each other and laugh uncontrollably.

Yang Sheng gave Xia Zang a hundred of the 200 yuan in his hand, and before he refused, he couldn't help saying: "Keep it."

But there is no way to take him.

And the little hamster thought to himself: "Brother, I feel that I have taken advantage of you. After all, I just checked in with my bag, so I don't have to worry about anything. I also wanted to add something to the house before, but it turned out Found out I can only buy body wash..."

"White peach tastes really good." Xia Zang interrupted with a smile.

"That's just because I think it will be delicious if you use this..." The little hamster's eyes died, and he murmured unconsciously, "Ahem, the point is not the sentence just now, the point is Xia Zang, brother wants to raise you. "

"Tell me again, who is the elder brother?" Xia Zang's kind smile became dangerous.

Yang Sheng subconsciously took a step back, swallowed and said, "You."

He recognized it very quickly, "I mean, I want to raise you, brother."

But the eyes are very bright.

"This way you don't have to have a psychological burden. Anyway, it's spending your boyfriend's money."

A certain person proudly raised his small head, and Xia Zang slapped it down mercilessly, and was pulled into his arms again.

"You, you." Xia Zang said.

In fact, Yang Sheng had made arduous efforts so that his boyfriend could spend his money.

What about paying the bill when Xia Zang is not paying attention, secretly replacing the broom that was folded in half in the rental house, anyway, I have tried various things.

It's okay if he wasn't found out, but if he was found out, he would be given a rua.

"Are you falling in love with me, or are you rushing to spend money for me?"

At this time, Yang Sheng only needs to continue to pretend to be obedient, and he can get a helpless doting look from his boyfriend.

If you are lucky, you may drop kisses from time to time.

But in fact, they also know it in their hearts. No matter how much they rush to spend money for each other at this time, it is not based on their own financial resources.

Yang Sheng is fine, at least Yang Sheng has the wages he earned from his own efforts.

So whenever there is a gap between studies, Yang Sheng always thinks about things after the college entrance examination.

He never planned to rely on his family after the college entrance examination, when he was an adult.

Now that Xia Zang was added to the original plan, he felt uneasy.

It's not that he's afraid that the relationship between the two of them will cause trouble, but his main anxiety is that Xia Zang will be locked up with him, and he won't be able to live the life of a young master in the future.

With Xia Zang's character, even if he has a huge financial source to support him, that is, from his aunt, he would say no to it, and he would just follow Yang Sheng with his head buried in the loess.

When the time comes, Young Master Bai Jing will be raised, and Yang Sheng will be reluctant to part with it.

My brother, my boyfriend, should be responsible for being beautiful and making money to support the family, and I'll do it.

For this reason, Yang Sheng seemed to have been injected with a powerful dose of chicken blood, and he was more serious and diligent than ever before, and the slack period after the exam did not reflect in him at all.

This is Yang Sheng's possessive desire, neither slow nor fast, like fine and dense rain on the wasteland, coming from the clouds and falling into the mud, weaving a piece of fragrant grass continuously to the sky.

"I feel like Teacher Yang turned on some switch." Haoyue said thoughtfully.

"He must have evolved into a super Yaser." Jiang Yanxu said with certainty.

Otherwise, how can the learning efficiency be so high?

Xiao Yang, you have changed, you don't doze off in class anymore, Mr. Qingjie.

Speaking of which, since the three of them did relatively well in this unified examination, the seats are still tight next to each other.

But Yang Sheng switched to the side of the aisle, and Jiang Yanxu switched to the innermost side.

The bright moon is like a sea needle, immovable like a mountain.

After Xiao Jiang finished talking about the sports meeting, he started talking about the New Year's Day party.

The noise made Sister Yue throw an English-Chinese dictionary on the table:

"Here, before the New Year's Eve party, you recite 20 pages for me."

Xiao Jiang timidly bargained: "Why don't I memorize 200 necessary words for the college entrance examination before the New Year's Day party?"

"Memorize 300." Sister Yue took back the dictionary and forbade bargaining, "Speaking of the New Year's Eve party, you don't perform, why are you so excited?"

"Sister Yue, think about it, this New Year's Day party is also called the 'New Year's Day farewell party', which means that our high school career is only such a cultural party. The meal of cutting one's head should not be cherished." Jiang Yanxu was sluggish. Holding his head tightly, he still hasn't reacted from Yu Wei who was frightened by the dictionary.

Haoyue pursed her lips with mixed feelings, "Can't you pick something nice to say? What kind of decapitation!"

"I learned it from Teacher Yang." Seeing that he was no match, Jiang Yanxu hurriedly threw the blame away.

Haoyue glanced at Mr. Yang beside him who was like an old monk in meditation, and then looked at Xiao Jiang condemningly: "Mr. Yang is working so hard, don't you feel guilty?"

Xiao Jiang said heartlessly: "I don't feel guilty."

"One, two, three." Xia Zang snapped his fingers in front of Yang Sheng's concentrating face.

The little hamster muttered as if waking up from a dream: "Brother, what's wrong?"

"It's one o'clock." Xia Zang looked at him, with disheveled hair, sleepy and drooping corners of his eyes, and slightly dry lips with dead skin turned out.

Very tired, but eyes are bright.

"I'll go through the last question." Yang Sheng yawned and turned his gaze back to the scroll.

Xia Zang stood up, poured out the last bit of water from the kettle, and pushed the cup to the front of Yang Sheng's paper.

You can get it with just a lift of your hand.

He wasn't in a hurry either, so he sat on the edge of the bed and flipped through his collection of puzzles, calculating silently in his heart.

When the black shadow covered the light in front of his eyes, he raised his head. Yang Sheng had just drank water, and his lips were moist.

"I violated the shared tenancy rules again." The little hamster muttered under the covers, "I'm sorry, bro..."

Xia Zang hugged him in his arms to warm his hands and feet as usual, and when he was too sleepy, the person in his arms didn't make trouble with him, and fell asleep obediently after a while.

It doesn't matter to Xia Zang whether he violates the rules or not, it's the same if he goes to bed earlier or later, since he doesn't get enough sleep anyway.

And studying hard with her boyfriend is a very meaningful thing.

He vaguely guessed that the dose of chicken blood that Yang Sheng was beaten recently had something to do with him.

Well, many of Yang Sheng's actions now seem to be related to him.

For example, why is he so good at acting like a spoiled child, his elder brother favors his elder brother at every turn, and he doesn't care if he makes his elder brother blush.

Another example is why he is so cute, rubbing his eyes and biting his lips so many little tricks.

Xia Zang: Don't ask, asking is the brain of love.

All in all, a love notebook is not enough for him to play.

He thought that if he really had that much literary flair, he would have to write a life biography of several million words for Yang Sheng.

He will deliberately hide his name in the biography, but his shadow is everywhere in the biography.

This is Xia Zang's possessive desire, the undercurrent surging in the deep sea, but the surface is endless calm and vast.

At that time, teenagers only cared about loving each other, and would run hand in hand in the night wind, the light and shadow swaying and whirling, and their schoolbags were filled with glass candy, jingling.

In fact, I am not very good at calculating money accounts. I am ignorant and maintain the simplest obsession. I save money and save every dollar I can’t use up. It’s like putting coins in a piggy bank when I was a child, and waiting until the future Open the treasure chest one day.

Know that grades are important, know that deposits are important, and know that trivial and miserable life is very important.

But they will still skip class intentionally or carelessly, buy things that have nothing to do with practicality, dream together, and sleepwalk grandly in the autumn wind and winter snow.

Are they worried that the dream will be shattered?

No, they never worry about that.

The young man has the breeze and the moon on his shoulders, mountains and water in his eyes, and his heart is full of poems and songs, endless imagination, love and beauty.

So what are they afraid of?

The doors and windows block the cold wind, so the air in the house is silent; the street trees downstairs outside the house are asleep and silent.

At that night, they only stared and whispered, only talked and laughed, and only interlocked and hugged each other.

Just love each other.

The author has something to say:

The last paragraph of "the air in the house" or something is adapted from Robert's "You Come with Hope in Hand". The author of the naive author did not find out the nationality of the poet, sorry, sorry.

An excerpt of the verse follows:

"The night is wet, the ground is wet;

The air is still, the woods are silent, I love you tonight"

Friends who have been chasing it all the way can see that I dropped countless bookbags in this book, crazily excerpting verses I like.

As Xia Zang said, he couldn't describe Yang Sheng with any poems, so I can't describe them both with any poems.

To write this book, I spent a little time transcribing poems, as Xia Zang did.

When the full text is finished, I will probably make a list of poems, and thank the great poets who have been misfortune by me (hh)

Thanks to them and my little bastards for giving me some spiritual comfort for this ordinary person who is neither romantic nor gentle.