I have a bamboo horse, excellent like a monster.
Living in a sub-district, growing up together since childhood, going to school together every day after school, often going to each other's house to play.
My mother always grumbled at me that if I wasn't half as good as other people, it would be fine. Every time I hear it, I want to pout, but half of my muscles, half of my half can't do it.
Since childhood, Chu Chi An did not like to talk much, nor did he like to make friends, but he liked to bully me. Every time I want to play evil, I always become honest because of his unflinching gaze.
It's over, anyway, we still have to rely on people's exercises to live through the day. People under the eaves, can't help but bow their heads.
In my mother's words, our names are a bit related.
That year, the relationship between the two families was as good as one, when we were born only three days apart. After my family flipped through the dictionary and named me To An, his mother decided on the spot to give him this name So Chi An. After knowing I laughed at him for a week.
He's three days older than me, he was taught to be a good brother from a young age, but when he was young, his name was "small ice cream stick", when he grew up, he was "big ice cream stick", so far only I always cling to my ass, I like to bully me, and I have a new good brother.
Sometimes I also feel that I'm not as tall as him. I don't study well because of him, brothers and sisters love and respect each other? This is not possible.
My view of his personality has always been cold and inconsiderate that if you can be a dog, you won't be a human, this perspective lasted until the eighth grade.
At that time, the school opened a class to foster excellent students, every night would add self-study at night, I was not the hard-working type, of course I was always lazy in the normal class.But Chu Chi An didn't study hard like I was comfortable in the refresher class, I wished to envy his natural talent.
Perhaps I was born unlucky, on the first day I came home, I encountered a group of ruffians with a bad reputation, they robbed me of money, and played to tear my bag. The result of the protest was of course being beaten to death, at this moment I deeply regret the sixth grade summer vacation for not going to train with the Department of Chi An.
I limped back to the school gate to wait for Chu Chi An to finish school, this pathetic appearance could only temporarily go to his house to avoid, just when the aunts and uncles were going to work elsewhere, they would not return for a short time.
When I squatted at the school gate to doze off for the fourth time, Chu Chi An finally came out, in eighth grade he was already a head taller than his classmates, very eye-catching in the crowd.When he saw me clearly, he froze, walked quickly towards me, with a worry I had never seen in his eyes. Before that, I still thought that he was always happy and angry.
Maybe my face is swollen and squatting at the gate looking too carpeted, like a very pitiful wandering dog. I thought in vain, certainly both ugly and tragic, otherwise I wouldn't scare Chu Chi An.
I thought about how brave it was to go to his house, even made up an excuse, surprisingly, he didn't say anything, just silently squatted and carried me on his back, one hand careful lifted me up, carrying our briefcase in one hand.
I tilted my head to the side of his face, the street lamp cast a warm golden light on his eyelashes, I ecstatically looked into his eyes, how long a boy's eyelashes are.
There was a moment, I really wanted to reach out and touch his eyelashes.
When he passed the internet shop, he glanced inside, I glanced in his eyes and saw that group of delinquents, immediately felt the wound on his face more painful, his fingers involuntarily squeezed. fasten the cloth on his shoulder.
Chu Chi An's footsteps stopped, tilted her face to say something to me, temporarily I couldn't hear clearly, apparently don't be afraid.
He carried me home, put me on the sofa, squatted in front of me, frowned and applied medicine for me, the movement was incredibly gentle.
I have never seen Chu Chi An so gentle, in a short time forgot the pain, just stared at his face down.
Department of Chi An applied medicine for me and told me to go to bed first, then said nothing and went out.
I was still not very sleepy, so I sat there waiting for him to come back. I don't know how long it took, I waited until I was about to fall asleep before I heard the door open, very soft footsteps.
I sat up and looked at Chu Chi An dreamily, in an instant I was scared to wake up.His clothes were very dirty, like he had rolled on the ground, his collar had torn marks, mixed with scratches, even blood stains, under the bright light I could see a bruise. at the corner of his mouth.
He was obviously a little startled when he saw that I was still in the living room, then calmly as if nothing were to happen, he quickly lowered his head and walked back to the bedroom.
Where did you go?”
When I spoke, I realized that my voice was trembling very little.
His footsteps stopped, his back to me said nothing.
The answer is almost certain, I feel like something is blocking my throat, making it very difficult for me to make a sound, I try to make my voice more normal.
"Did you go to the internet shop to find them?"
His body stiffened there, his back to me kept silent.
I called him again: "So Chi An."
He seemed to sigh, turned around and walked in front of me and sat down, stretched out his hand and touched my face lightly, asking: "Does it still hurt?"
His hands are beautiful, his joints are clear, now he has blue, black and red marks.
I opened my mouth, still didn't have time to say a word, tears suddenly broke again, I felt him gently wipe the tears on my face with paper, clumsily repeating to comfort me: "It's okay, no star."
I still can't hold back the tears, I know it's embarrassing, but I can't help it. He sighed and hugged me in his arms, gently patted my back, coaxed my ear like a baby: "I don't hurt, really."
'They're worse than me, I used to practice martial arts, have you forgotten?'
"An An, don't cry anymore..."
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I have forgotten how long it took to sleep that night, only clearly remember that the hug of So Chi An was very warm, the temperature belonged to the Department of Chi An.
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