the moon in the attic

Chapter 21

A few people finished late and had dinner together again. It was past ten o'clock in the evening when Yan Yang arrived home, and Aunt Zhang was about to go to bed. Seeing him coming back, she frowned, "Why are you still drinking?"

Yan Yang gestured with his fingers, "A little bit."

Aunt Zhang disapproved and went to the kitchen, "I'll make honey for you."

"Go to sleep." Yan Yang changed his shoes, pushed Aunt Zhang's shoulders to let her go back to the house, "I ate too much, there is nothing to plug."

Aunt Zhang was teased by him and kept laughing, and said, "It's time to grow up, so eat more."

Yan Yang also laughed, "I think I may not grow any longer, 1.8 meters is the end."

"It's too long," said Aunt Zhang, "My son is still running around after he gets married."

Yan Yang helped her open the door, "That's kind."

He finished speaking and was about to leave, but suddenly remembered something and stopped, "Auntie, I remember you had a backache in winter, right?"

"Yes," Aunt Zhang nodded, a little nervous, "What's wrong? Your back hurts?"

As she said that, she pulled Yan Yang's shoulders to make him stand over, making a gesture to look at his waist, but Yan Yang quickly avoided, and shouted with a smile, "Oh, it's not me."

After he finished speaking, he teased Aunt Zhang again, "I'm already this old, you can't do anything anymore."

Auntie Zhang is almost sixty this year. She washed Yan Yang's pants when he was a child. Hearing this, she couldn't help laughing, "The older I get, the more embarrassing I am."

"That's for sure," Yan Yang leaned against the doorframe unsteadily, "It's my... my classmate's grandma, and she also suffers from backaches. I remember that your medicine was very effective at that time?"

"It works quite well," said Aunt Zhang, and she walked into the house, searched in the drawer of her bedside table, and found half a box of plasters, "I only have these few plasters left after I used them."

She checked the expiration date and handed it to Yan Yang when she saw that there was no problem, "Can you bring it to your classmate?"

"Okay," Yan Yang took the plaster, and smiled obediently, "Go to sleep, I'm taking a bath."

"Go," Aunt Zhang told him, "Take out your clothes and I'll wash them tomorrow."

Yan Yang responded, and went upstairs with the medicine box.

He took a shower quickly, and after taking a shower, he threw his clothes into the clothes basket, remembering that Aunt Zhang asked him to dig out his pockets, so he took them out to dig out his pockets again.

This time I really took out something, it was a small ticket that I stuffed into my pocket after lunch.

He was going to throw the receipt directly into the trash can, but he thought that Yan Haichuan called today and said that he would compensate him for a hot pot meal, so he went to the bedroom and took a photo and sent it to him.

This shot revealed the problem.

On the receipt, there is no mineral water.

For some unknown reason, he called the store, and the other person answered quickly.

After Yan Yang expressed his appeal, the other party said, "I checked it for you, and there is nothing wrong."

He obviously still remembered a few people, and said to Yan Yang with a smile, "Your friend came down to get water at noon, but because he felt that the water in the store was not cold, he went to the supermarket outside to buy it."

Yan Yang was stunned, "You bought it outside?"

The other party said in a businesslike manner, "Yes."

Yan Yang was silent for a while, said thank you, and hung up the phone.

No wonder Han Yu seemed to be sweating a little when he came back, even though there were air conditioners everywhere.

He held the receipt and looked at it for a long time, anxiously and excitedly wondering whether Han Yu would go out because he wanted to buy ice water for him.

Thinking this way, he felt self-indulgent, but he couldn't restrain himself from expecting it.

What if, what if Han Yu...

Yan Yang thought that his heart was surging, his mouth was dry, and his limbs and bones seemed to be short of water, stiff and uncontrollable.

He flung himself on the bed, and stuffed the receipt under the pillow blindly, trying to calm down.

But it turned out that as long as he started thinking about Han Yu, it would become endless. He turned off the light and covered himself in the quilt, simply letting his thoughts wander.

Perhaps it was caused by the alcohol in his body, he thought of Han Yu's deep voice for a while, and then thought of his beautiful face for a while, the details that he didn't notice when he stayed at Han Yu's house that day, suddenly became clear now.

The quilt that Han Yu spread on the floor was very soft, and even though it rained all day, it didn't feel damp at all. It seemed that Yan Yang had just dried it before he went, and the quilt also smelled of washing powder like Han Yu's clothes.

The quilt was not big, and the two of them were lying side by side. Even though they were in proper sleeping positions, it was still a little crowded. When they moved their legs, their skins stuck together.

Sensitive to touch in the dark, the two calf bones touched lightly and then quickly separated. He could feel Han Yu's hard shinbone rubbing against his ankle.

As the surrounding temperature heated up, Yan Yang cursed in a low voice, lifted the quilt, touched the remote control to turn down the air conditioner, and turned on the phone again.

The chat with Han Yu stopped when he sent Han Yu before he went home, "Go home."

Han Yu should have been at work at first, and it took a while before he replied, "Be careful when riding a bicycle."

It has been more than an hour since he sent this sentence, and it is almost eleven o'clock, and Han Yu should have left work.

Yan Yang muttered, "I don't even know if I'm home yet?"

Han Yu was destined to have no way of knowing these thoughts of his, Yan Yang turned back and forth on the bed a few times, no matter how he lay down, it was not right, and he missed Han Yu's attic again.

Although it is very hot and small, it is very close to Han Yu.

He also thought of Han Yu fanning him with his homework, the temperature of the air conditioner in the room was so low that it was a bit freezing, but Yan Yang still felt hot all over.

When his body became hot, he couldn't even wake up. He clicked on the dialogue box to send a voice message to Han Yu, "Brother Han Han, are you asleep?"

Han Yu replied quickly, "No, what's the matter?"

Yan Yang curled his lips unhappily again, thinking that I must have something to find you.

He thought for a while and found an excuse, "Is grandma's waist healed?"

"It's all right," Han Yu said, "Thank you for your concern."

Yan Yang was lying on the bed, half of his body was pressed into the pillow, "My aunt also had a back pain before, and she took a medicine that worked, and there is some left. I will bring it to you on Monday?"

After he finished speaking, he was afraid that Han Yu would not agree, so he added, "This medicine will expire and be wasted. If you don't mind, give it to grandma?"

It took Han Yu a while to reply with restraint, "Thank you in advance."

He has been sending texts, Yan Yang is not very satisfied, and no longer speaks, "Are you off work?"

Han Yu: "Yes."

Yan Yang turned over and lay on his back and raised his phone, "When do you get off work?"

Han Yu: "It's still ten o'clock."

Yan Yang tapped his fingers on the keyboard quickly, "Then why don't you talk to me?"

He sent the message without any thought, and because of the faint drink, he found an excuse for being drunk.

Anyway, Han Yu didn't know how much he could drink.

Sure enough, Han Yu didn't reply to the message immediately, and after a while, he sent an emoji that he stole from Yan Yang at some point, a naive kitten.

Han Yu didn't answer Yan Yang's question. It seemed that because he got closer to Yan Yang, he became less honest and learned to change the subject, "Are you full tonight?"

Yan Yang sent a photo of barbecue to Han Yu during dinner, and said to Han Yu, "It's not as delicious as Li Dai's skewers."

Han Yu only replied indifferently, "I will tell Brother Li."

Seeing him asking this question now, Yan Yang couldn't help teasing him, "I'm not full."

As expected, Han Yu asked, "What's wrong?"

Yan Yang replied to him with a smile, "Because you're not here, nothing tastes good."

This was originally a joke among friends, but because he was not very frank with Han Yu, he still felt ambiguous.

Originally, he just wanted to tease Han Yu, but he didn't expect this sentence to be so powerful, and his own heart beat wildly.

At this time, Yan Yang thought with some regret, if only Han Yu knew what he was thinking, then this sentence can be regarded as a confession, a sweet love sentence.

But Han Yu didn't know anything.

Han Yu was sitting in front of the window staring at this line of writing, and at this time his thoughts were unexpectedly similar to Yan Yang's.

What he thought was that it would be great if Yan Yang liked him a little too.

The two fell silent at the same time. After a long time, Yan Yang's cell phone vibrated, and Han Yu replied to him, "Then next time you come to Brother Li, I will ask for leave to eat with you."

Yan Yang's heart beat twice and asked, "Is this appropriate?"

Han Yu: "It's appropriate if you come."

Yan Yang raised his hand to touch the corner of his mouth, and found that it turned up again at some point, obviously just now complaining that Han Yu didn't take the initiative to talk to him.

He deliberately asked Han Yu, "What should Brother Li do if he is unhappy?"

It took Han Yu a while to reply, and he sent a voice message.

Han Yu's voice was still calm, with an inexplicable stubbornness and seriousness, but the content of the voice made Yan Yang's heart agitated.

Han Yu said in a low voice, "Then I can't control it."

Yan Yang put his hand under the pillow, held the receipt in his hand, got out of bed and opened the window.

In the middle of October, the autumn tiger is finally dying, and the evening wind is no longer so sweltering, and it collides with the wind from the air conditioner, which arouses waves in the hearts of teenagers who are just in love.

Yan Yang thought uncontrollably, maybe, is it possible that Han Yu also has feelings for him.

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twelve three:

I updated three chapters! ! ! !

There is something tonight, I changed it in advance (actually nothing)