It’s Hard Being the Bad Guy

The recruits were trained for three months. The heavy training volume and strict military regulations made the recruits breathless. The muscles and bones of the whole body were disassembled, assembled and disassembled. The first week, the night was basically It was so sore that I couldn't sleep.

In the dead of night, Yue Xiao could miss Wen Ai unscrupulously, thinking of dawn.

Three months later, these new recruits were dismissed from their companies, and they were finally able to call home. There are not many families with spare money to install landlines. When Yue Xiao was led to the telephone room by the monitor, there were only four or five people in front.

Father Ann answered the call. After the father and son said a few short words, Mother Ann took the receiver and asked him to warm up a lot. Wen Ai has gone to school, but the couple bought him a big brother, An Mu told Wen Ai's mobile phone number to Yue Xiao, and Yue Xiao remembered it in his heart after only hearing it once.

Although the eldest brother is rare, it is as heavy as a brick. Wen Ai basically does not carry this thing with him, so it is easy to be coveted by others, and the time to use it is short. The mother's phone call will do.

When Yue Xiao called Wen Ai for the first time, Wen Ai didn't receive it. After returning from the library, he saw the missed record on the eldest brother. He dialed it back, and when he heard that it was the army, he immediately understood It was from Yue Xiao.

Wen Ai started to carry his cumbersome eldest brother with him, and even went downstairs to buy a bottle of milk in his dormitory.

A week later, Wen Ai was sitting on the bed and wiping his hair. As soon as the big brother on the pillow made a noise, he immediately answered the phone.

"Hello?" Yue Xiao was a little surprised at his answering speed, "Junyun?"

Wen Ai: "It's me."

In fact, Wen Ai had always been brooding about the fact that he almost cried on the day of the farewell. He didn't know how to face Yue Xiao. Fortunately, he only listened to no one, which greatly eased his embarrassment.

In the north, the main food is steamed buns and noodles. Yue Xiao worried that Wen Ai could not get used to it, so he asked him how the food was in school.

"It's not that exaggerated." Wen Ai explained while wiping his hair. "There is also a rice window in the cafeteria. Not only are they taking care of students from the south, some northerners don't like to eat steamed buns."

"That's good." Yue Xiao relieved, and said with a smile, "Our troops eat steamed buns for all meals. No matter where they come from, they will devour them when they are hungry. The steamed buns on the table are all filled with pots!"

Wen Ai: "Then can you grab them?"

Yue Xiao deliberately exaggerated: "It must be overtaken!"

"Puff—" Wen Ai was amused. "Is the training very hard? I heard that I'm not allowed to take a bath?"

"At the time when the recruits were training, there were restrictions on bathing, but now I am off the company and can go to the bathhouse." Yue Xiao paused, "your school is also a public bathhouse, right?"

"Well, you have to line up at night, but many people use the basin to occupy the order, but when you encounter the unqualified, you can just kick your basin over and the soap can roll all the way out of the bath." Wen Ai said briskly, "I am here. Didn’t you just come back from the shower? If you call a few minutes early, I won’t be able to answer your call again."

"Hair is still wet?" Yue Xiao said, "Hang it up, go and blow it."

"Don't don't don't." Wen Ai called out quickly, "I wiped it dry with a towel, it's okay."

Yue Xiao was also reluctant to hang up, and glanced at the call time: "Then finish the remaining minute and the troops will only be allowed to fight for three minutes."

Wen Ai nodded: "Okay!"

Yue Xiao looked down at the little bamboo horse in his palm, with gentle eyes: "Tell me more about your side."

Wen Ai: "No, I want to listen to you."

They all want to know each other's life, whether the other person is doing well, but time is not waiting, so the phone hangs up on time. Before hanging up, Yue Xiao said that he would call him at this point on Friday night.

"Yo, so happy?" Wen Ai's roommate just pushed the door in, and saw him sitting by the bed holding his eldest brother, and joked, "Is the family sending you money again?"

"Ah, what?"

The roommate took a mirror and put it in front of him: "Look for yourself, what's your success?"

Wen Ai looked at herself in the mirror, with a big smile on her face, and there was a burst of joy between her eyebrows.

He touched his face embarrassedly: "Well, money is sent from home."

Yue Xiao can call twice a week, calling home on Wednesday and Wen Ai on Friday.

In just three minutes, a lot of words were too late to say. Every time when it was almost a little bit, the two would unconsciously speed up their speech. When they hung up the phone, the melancholy and longing in their hearts became stronger than usual.

During the freshman winter vacation, Wen Ai took the train home. Two hours later, the train stopped at a certain station before leaving the province.

Wen Ai leaned close to the window, his eyelashes were almost swept on the glass. Yue Xiao was the train who got off here. He is now in a certain part of the city. Since the separation, they have been closer than ever.

Wen Ai looked at the dusty sky, raised the window, took off his gloves, and stretched out his hand.

Is Yue Xiao training now?

I was also feeling such dry air and blowing such a biting cold wind.

"What the **** are you doing?" The uncle next to him sneezed into Wen'ai Biao dialect, "You young people are not afraid of the cold, we can't compare it!"

"Sorry." Wen Ai reluctantly retracted his hand and tightened the window.

The train honked a long whistle and slowly pulled out of the station.

The scene outside the window quickly retreated, Wen Ai lowered his head unhappily, he was getting further and further away from Yue Xiao.

On the night of the New Year’s Eve, Yue Xiao called home, An’s father turned on the hands-free, and the whole family worshipped each other for the new year.

On the fifth day of the fifth day, Wen Ai and the few who grew up together made a small appointment to eat at the mutton shop on Huaqi Road. When passing by a stall selling firecrackers, Wen Ai stopped to take a look, and the owner asked him enthusiastically Which one to buy, Wen Ai glanced at the pile of two kicks in the middle of the stall, shook his head and walked away.

Yue Xiao always didn't let him play this, and now he really didn't dare to fire the wire.

Last year, the mutton shop expanded its facade, renovated it a lot, and also set up a few private rooms. Wen Ai walked into the reserved private room. Chen Feiyang and Luo Dongdong had arrived. The three sketched out the menu. After the order was almost the same, Miao Miao came in with her boyfriend.

A group of people talked while eating, and the atmosphere was very high.

"Come on, let's go!" Luo Dongdong picked up a bottle of beer and touched Miao Miao's boyfriend, took a big sip and said to Wen Ai, "Does little bamboo come with a bottle of beer?"

Before Wen Ai had time to refuse, Miao Miao spoke first: "Eh, eh, don't you come here to irritate you, let Yue Xiao know that you are determined to take care of you!"

Luo Dongdong waved his hand: "Brother Marco is not in the army? Besides, he cleans me up, I still have support!"

Luo Dongdong stabs Chen Feiyang next to him with his elbow: "Is it Little Fatty?"

Chen Feiyang was stabbed by him so that the fat lamb that had just been put into his mouth fell into the bowl: "Let's take it easy, it almost fell off the table."

"Don't you still pick it up and eat it when you drop it off the table?" Luo Dongdong teased him and said to everyone, "I'll eat with my belly open. Feiyang and I will treat this meal."

Luo Dongdong and Chen Feiyang are now working, financially independent, and they share a house. They have to pay, and Wen Ai and Miao Miao, who are still in school, are not polite to them.

At the end of the meal, Luo Dongdong and Chen Feiyang went out to the bathroom for a long time and did not come back. Miao Miao and her boyfriend were tired of being together. Wen Ai felt that the light bulb had three kilowatts and found an excuse to let it out.

The road from the private room to the lobby was awkward. When Wen Ai was led in by the waiter, he didn’t remember the way. He went around for a while and didn’t go out. Instead, he ran into Luo Dongdong and Chen Feiyang at a deflection angle.

Kiss the scene.

The two of them hugged each other, sucking each other's lips, and from time to time they could see their churning tongues.

Wen Ai was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly turned around and ran back, stunned without paying attention to the direction, but ran all the way to the entrance of the hotel.

Wen Ai calmed down when the cold wind blew outside.

Although Luo Dongdong and Chen Feiyang were rivals in love at first, their relationship eased a lot after junior high school. In high school, he and them were not in the same school. He didn't pay attention to this aspect when he came out to play. Unexpectedly, they became a couple.

Wen Ai patted his face. Actually, there was nothing to be shocked, neither he nor Yue Xiao...

It just hasn't been broken.

Wen Ai sat on the plastic chair placed in front of the store and looked at the hotel lobby through the glass. The guests at each table are eating and drinking, talking and laughing, the soup pot is constantly rising with white heat, and there are small bubbles on the surface, and the picture is very warm.

Wen Ai was upset, he was alone, sitting here alone blowing the cold wind, no one cared and no one greeted him.

Wen Ai took out the big brother from the backpack. Today is not Friday, but he especially wants to talk to Yue Xiao, and misses Yue Xiao's meticulous care.

"I'll count five." Wen Ai said to his elder brother, "If you call, I will tell you that I miss you."

Wen Ai stared at his big brother's small black and white screen intently: "Five, four, three, two--"

"Ding-ding-ding-ding-"

The sudden ringing of the bell made Wen Ai almost throw his eldest brother to the ground. He was overjoyed and quickly pressed the answer button, and excitedly said: "Hey!"

An anxious voice came from the receiver: "Grandma Wang fell on the stairs. Your dad and I are driving to the hospital. Get a taxi!

When Wen Ai rushed to the door of the operating room, he happened to see the nurse pushing out Grandma Wang, who was covered in white cloth, and his buzzing brain instantly exploded.

Grandma Wang has passed away, and the kind old man who participated in his entire childhood and gave him family comfort is gone forever.

When Yue Xiao called, Wen Ai was kneeling in front of the mourning hall.

"Grandma is gone...No..." Wen Ai cried, "Did you hear Yue Xiao, grandma is gone!"

Yue Xiao was silent. He knew that it was useless to say anything at this time. The best thing he should do is take Wen Ai into his arms and tell Wen Ai that he is still there. But the reality is that he can only sit in the telephone room thousands of miles away, listening to Wen Ai's grief cries feebly, and can't give him any comfort.

"Yue Xiao Yue Xiao Yue Xiao..." Wen Ai's voice was crying hoarse, as before, he kept calling Yue Xiao's name whenever something happened.

Yue Xiao responded quickly: "I am here."

"You are not here! You are not!" Wen Ai shook his head vigorously, "Why are you not! Woo, why are you not..."

"I'm sorry." Yue Xiao's heartache was as if he was crushed by life, "I'm sorry, I couldn't be with you--"

The phone was cut off.

Yue Xiao raised his head, the squad leader’s fingers were still pressing the on-hook button: “Three minutes are up, and there are comrades in the back waiting. Military regulations are military regulations.”

Yue Xiao gave up his position tiredly.

Grandma Wang's departure was a big blow to Wen'ai, but the deep scars were only carved on the beach. After being washed by the tide of time for a long time, they would naturally fade away.

In the next year of the sophomore year, Wen Ai's 20th birthday is approaching, and I have been thinking about which restaurant to entertain guests these days.

When class was over this day, Wen Ai was dinging away his schoolbags. A classmate came over and patted him on the shoulder, saying that someone was looking for him outside.

Wen Yi zips up his schoolbag, hugs the confiscated book in his arms, and dashes to the door of the classroom.

Wen Ai was stunned.