Jiang Tian's hands subconsciously pulled away a little, his body temperature slid down his fingertips a little, and was then held back by Sheng Wang.

I heard you say Happy Birthday, and I also knew that you had stretched out your hand in the night. Sheng Wang said hoarsely, "I caught you."

I've caught you, so you can't pretend nothing happened.

The wooden stairs creaked lightly, and the footsteps were a little quick, and the last two steps were almost one step down. When Sheng Wang realized it, he had already hurriedly got off the upper bunk.

Before he could think about what to ask or say, he was already standing in front of that person.

Jiang Tian no longer leaned against the bed railing. He sat on the bed with his right hand on his bent knees, his shoulders and backs slightly bowed. The moonlight passed through the bed, rubbing him with a bright silver color, but he sat in the shadow.

The hand holding Shengwang fell beside him, his fingers half bent. He lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell into the void in his palm, silently ecstasy.

He raised his eyes until Sheng Wang's shadow fell on the sheet.

Sheng Wang suddenly couldn't open his mouth. He looked at Jiang Tian's eyes, his heart beat fast, his chest was about to explode, but his mind was blank.

They were in silence at the same time, and the intimacy that had just been entangled with their fingers grew wildly in this moment, barbaric and silent, filling the entire room in an instant.

No one can see it, only they know it in their hearts.

They themselves know it very well.

Jiang Tian's low voice was a little blurred in the night: "When did you wake up?"

Sheng Wang's chest was undulating. He had only walked down five or six steps, but he ran from the bed to the bottom of the bed, but he seemed to have walked three thousand miles.

He said: "I've woken up long ago."

The moment you catch me, I wake up.

"Why don't you make a sound?" Jiang Tian said.

Sheng Wang said: "What do you think?"

Jiang Tian's eyes moved, as light as a tremor caused by breathing or heartbeat.

Sheng Wang looked at him, for some reason and couldn't stand the sudden silence, and said hoarsely: "I thought you said it means a few minutes or ten minutes, and I was just waiting around for you. But I waited for you but didn't see you back, so I climbed up and wanted to play with my phone for a while."

He smiled self-deprecatingly and said, "I didn't expect that the alcohol was too strong and I accidentally fell asleep."

He was silent for a moment and said, "Actually, I haven't slept yet."

When he said it, he didn't feel it, as if he had just found a topic. He realized it after saying it. These words were a little complaining, just like he deliberately said it to make Jiang Tian soft-hearted. It was as if he didn't say anything, the night would come to an abrupt end.

Reason told him that it would be better not to speak this way, and that things that happened this night should have come to an abrupt end.

But he couldn't help but ask again: "Didn't you say you're going to get something? Why have you been there for so long?"

Jiang Tian glanced at the paper bag on his legs and said, "Because I had to get it tomorrow."

Sheng Wang was stunned for a moment: "Are you a gift? Didn't you say there is no?"

"I lied to you." Jiang Tian said, "How could it be that there is no one."

He pinched the corner of the paper bag and frowned lightly: "But I'm not very good at it."

"What?"

"Not very good at preparing gifts for people."

"Don't be good at it." Sheng Wang said. He lowered his eyes and took the paper bag, and said when he tore the packaging: "I'll probably be happy whatever you give."

The paper was wrapped very thickly, probably because it was afraid of wrinkling the edges or getting wet from the rain. Shengwang took off two layers and finally saw a corner of the gift from the peeled place.

It seems to be a leather cover.

He almost thought it was another note, but after he finished dismantling it, he found that it was an album. Now the photos are all in the cloud disk of the mobile phone, and he had never used such things.

But he remembered that during a casual chat, he seemed to have told Jiang Tian that he liked to read Old Man Ding's old photo album very much.

The phone will be broken, there are too many things in the cloud disk, and those photos that record a certain point in time are drowned in the vast sea of ​​data. If he hadn't happened to be looking for something, he wouldn't have remembered to read it.

So sometimes he feels that the past 16 years are blurred, and he no longer remembers where he has been and where he has lived for a long time.

There was only moonlight in the dormitory. Jiang Tian got up and walked over and turned on the lamp beside the table. Sheng Wang saw the whole picture of the album through the light.

This photo album is a bit special. The cover is a sketch, and it is a small red can commonly used in his avatar, as if it was specially made for him.

He held the corner of his mouth and smiled, then turned on the first page.

He actually didn't think about what photos would be placed in the album, but he was still stunned when he saw the first one.

It was an old photo, perhaps because of the limitation of equipment, and the clarity was not as high as it is now. But the trees and pedestrians on the street all had light outlines.

Yes, there is no specific person in the photo, but a lively street.

Sheng Wang was a little confused at first, but soon he noticed the street sign in the corner - it was the street outside the old house of Baima Alley, at his doorstep.

In the upper right corner of the photo, someone wrote a year on the edge.

Sheng Wang realized something vaguely and turned on the second page. It was a shopping mall, at the junction of a certain intersection, traffic converged there, and the sun shone on the glass, connecting brightly.

Similarly, there is a number written in the upper right corner of this photo, one year after the first one.

He suddenly remembered a morning waiting for the bus, an evening walking towards the political and educational office, and other moments he talked to Jiang Tian—

"I was very good at making trouble when I was a child and often made people fuss early in the morning."

"Then what?"

"Then I come to this street to inspect the people's conditions. I must walk from one end of the street to the other end of the street. Only when I see that everyone's life is stable can I go back to sleep and get some sleep."

“Why is this street?”

“Because of the excitement.”

...

"Did you see that intersection? Is there a shopping mall here before? When I was a child, I heard from my mother that when my grandfather had not passed away, I was rolling around and making noise every day to go shopping."

"Do you understand the tour?"

"I'm two years old, of course I can't understand it. I just went to a private visit on a private tour. I was born with the emperor's destiny, so I can't do it. But the mall is gone, and I don't know when it was demolished."

“It was demolished last year.”

"Then it's a coincidence that I'll come back. If it were a year earlier, I could still reminisce."

...

Shengwang turned back one page after another, and the numbers in the upper right corner changed year by year. In the photos, he saw many roads near his home, near elementary school, outside the junior high school gate. Then he went to another province and city, and saw the school gate where the third year of junior high school often went to eat, and the flower street of the first year of high school.

The last photo was taken this year. The photo was from the west gate of the affiliated high school. You can see the big characters on the front of the school gate. There is a horizontal street with a narrow road beside the street. There is a small car selling pancakes parked there all year round. It is the entrance to the long alleys outside the Wutong tree.

On the other side of the photo is the convenience store he visited most often, with two big words written on it - Joy.

The most special thing about him this year is in this photo.

On the way to joy, there was a boy with his back with his schoolbag on one shoulder. He raised his right hand, as if he was greeting the person behind him.

That's to look forward to yourself.

From the first year of his birth to the sixteenth year, the road he has walked in this album. He can no longer figure it out, but he didn't expect someone to secretly help him find everything and seal it here.

Every road here is crowded and lively, and every year is a sunny day.

Sheng Wang lowered his eyes and looked at the last one, but he didn't look up for a long time.

He turned off the desk lamp with his hands behind his back, and the whole dormitory fell into the night again. The photos became blurred, and he blinked his eyes several times.

It took him a long time before he turned around and asked Jiang Tian: "Where did you get these photos?"

His voice was even more hoarse than before, with a very slight nasal sound.

Jiang Tian leaned against the edge of the table, right beside Sheng Wang, his shoulders touching his shoulders. There was the color of the moon in his eyes, which was clear, but as soon as he lowered his eyes, he covered his depth: "I've found it, Brother Xi helped me."

Sheng Wang asked again: "When did the last photo be taken?"

Jiang Tian said: "I don't remember it, it's very early."

Sheng Wang nodded.

After a moment, he said, "Why follow me and take a picture?"

Jiang Tian didn't say anything.

Sheng Wang: "Why are you so good to me?"

Jiang Tian was silent for a long time, frowned and let go, and said, "I am your brother."

Sheng Wang nodded again. This time he was quiet for a long time. It was so long that Jiang Tian's hand holding on the edge of the table tightly, and his joints turned white. He then said, "Then the one you came to grab my hand before was because you were my brother?"

Jiang Tian did not give a new explanation, but instead became silent for a long time.

Just now, Sheng Wang was a little emotional when he saw the album, and he turned up the alcohol again. He felt that he was actually very calm, but his words were more impulsive.

Every time Jiang Tian was speechless when he was asked, his heart would be beating faster.

Perhaps it was because the shoulders were very close to each other, or just an illusion that he felt that Jiang Tian’s heartbeat seemed to be very heavy, which was completely opposite to his silent appearance, like the surging waves under the calm sea.

He listened for a while, turned to look at Jiang Tian and said, "Brother, your heartbeats as fast as mine."

Jiang Tian closed his eyes lightly, as if he wanted to block ambiguity and impulse, but when he opened it again, the emotions in his eyes became stronger.
To be continued...