The moment he jumped off the bus, Zhan Weiyang found that his right knee was clearly hurting more than his left, so he couldn’t help but limp while walking and walked towards the neighbourhood’s gate with his school bag on his back.

       The sun was shining down from above his head, and Zhan Weiyang started to sweat again after walking a short distance. A drop of sweat slid down his cheek, flowing through the white and reddish skin, leaving a trace.

       When he got home, no one was on the first floor, and even the TV was turned off. This means that neither Grandma nor Auntie Luo were at home, and Auntie Luo should be pushing Grandma’s wheelchair to accompany her for a walk. Grandma would go for a walk in a nearby park when the weather was nice. She couldn’t walk far, so Auntie Luo would push the wheelchair, and when she got tired from walking, she would let her sit down and watch the children running and playing in the park.

       Zhan Weiyang threw his school bag on the sofa, walked to the kitchen with one leg, took a glass cup, and put a glass of cold purified water under the water purifier. He raised his head and drank the whole glass of water.

       He took a deep breath, raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his face, rinsed the inside under the sink, and put it back in the cupboard.

       When he turned around, he suddenly found Pei Qing standing at the door of the kitchen, with his hands in his trouser pockets, leaning against the door frame and looking at him.

       Zhan Weiyang was actually startled. He didn’t hear Pei Qing’s footsteps and didn’t know when Pei Qing appeared. However, he opened his mouth without screaming and tried his best to swallow his surprise, then called out, “Qing ge?”

       Pei Qing’s eyes dropped from his red cheeks to his knees and asked, “Did you fall?”

       Zhan Weiyang looked down and found two clear marks on his school uniform trousers, the very same dust that had stained his knees when he knelt on the ground. He raised his head, suddenly ashamed, and said, “I accidentally fell while riding my bicycle.”

       Pei Qing asked him, “Are you hurt?”

       Zhan Weiyang bent down. His body was flexible enough that he could almost fold himself in half and embrace his own legs. He pulled his trouser legs up with both hands until they reached past his knees. Only then did he say, “Oh, there’s some blood.”

       Pei Qing came over, squatted in front of Zhan Weiyang, pulled up his other trouser leg, looked up at him, and asked, “Is there a medical kit?”

       Zhan Weiyang nodded.

       The sunlight in the living room on the first floor was never quite sufficient. There was a big tree next to the window, with thick branches and leaves that covered the sunlight. Therefore, even in the summer, the first floor always remained pleasantly cool, and Grandma never needed to turn on the air conditioning.”

       Zhan Weiyang’s sweat had already dried up, sticking to his skin, as if blocking his pores and making it difficult for his skin to breathe. He looked down at Pei Qing’s head and thought to himself that he should have taken a shower first. Otherwise, if Pei Qing helped him apply medicine and then he went to take a shower, he would wash off all the medicine. However, if he didn’t take a shower, he would feel very uncomfortable.

       Pei Qing lowered his head and wiped his wound with a cotton swab dipped in iodine. He moved very gently.

       From Zhan Weiyang’s perspective, he could see Pei Qing’s sharp profile, the straight bridge of his nose, and the extraordinarily long eyelashes at the corners of his eyes.

       The injury on his knee was more serious than the injury on his palm. Pei Qing helped him disinfect it and found a medical dressing from the medicine box to apply it.

       Then Zhan Weiyang took the initiative to stretch his hand to him.

       Pei Qing took a look at his hand and said, “It’s just a little scratch; there’s no need to patch it up.”

       Zhan Weiyang took back his hand and said with some disappointment, “Oh.”

       Pei Qing put back everything he had just rummaged through the medicine box.

       When Zhan Weiyang got off the sofa, his stomach growled without warning, and he felt that he was hungry. He secretly glanced at Pei Qing and saw that there was no change in Pei Qing’s expression. He thought Pei Qing didn’t hear him, so he stood up, limped into the dining room, opened the refrigerator and wanted to find something to eat.

       There weren’t many snacks at home, and the fridge only had a bowl of leftover stir-fried pork with green peppers from lunch, along with a bowl of white rice. There weren’t any other cooked dishes available.

       Zhan Weiyang closed the upper door, bent down to pull the freezer drawer below, and wanted to eat an ice cream. Before he could get it, he heard Pei Qing ask him from behind, “Didn’t have lunch?”

       He turned back and nodded.

       Pei Qing came over, reached out and closed the freezer drawer first, and then said, “Would you like egg fried rice?”

       Zhan Weiyang looked at him blankly and said, “Yeah.”

       Pei Qing opened the door of the refrigerator again, took out the bowl of leftover rice, and then took two eggs and a green onion. When closing the door, he hesitated and took another ham.

       He said to Zhan Weiyang, “I haven’t done it in a long time, let me try.”

       Zhan Weiyang followed Pei Qing into the kitchen and watched him beat the eggs and then cut the ham into small pieces.

       Pei Qing’s movements were not very skilful. It seemed that he had cooked before, but he didn’t do it often.

       Zhan Weiyang was close to Pei Qing, and Pei Qing’s elbow would touch him occasionally if he moved too much.

       “Do you want to wait outside?” Pei Qing asked Zhan Weiyang.

       Zhan Weiyang said, “But I want to watch you do it.”

       Pei Qing didn’t say anything else. He poured the beaten egg liquid into the pot and stir-fried it until it was cooked, then poured in the ham sausage and rice. When it was almost done, he sprinkled in a handful of chopped green onion and stir-fried evenly.

       Zhan Weiyang said, “It looks delicious.”

       Pei Qing took the rice out of the pot, then took out the fried pork with peppers from the refrigerator, poured it into the pot to heat, and finally brought it to the dining table for Zhan Weiyang to sit down and eat.

       Zhan Weiyang followed Pei Qing from the kitchen into the dining room. He sat down at the dining table, reached out and took the chopsticks Pei Qing handed him, and lowered his head to take a big bite of the rice.

       He was really hungry, and he felt that Pei Qing’s bowl of egg-fried rice was the best egg-fried rice he had ever tasted. It was much more delicious than Auntie Luo’s. Of course, he would never tell Auntie Luo these things.

       Zhan Weiyang ate quickly and hurriedly. After finishing the meal, he ran into the kitchen with an empty bowl and saw that Pei Qing had cleared the chopping board and washed the pot.

       When Pei Qing was about to reach out to take the bowl and wash it, Zhan Weiyang leaned aside and said hurriedly, “I’ll wash it.”

       He was very insistent. After Pei Qing got out of the way, he walked to the sink, washed the dishes and chopsticks, shaking off the water and putting them in the draining tray to dry.

       Zhan Weiyang came out of the kitchen and saw Pei Qing walking towards the stairs. He hurried to the sofa, grabbed one of his school bag straps, and chased Pei Qing towards the stairs.

       His school bag dragged on the floor, bumping against the stairs one by one as his feet hit the stairs, he ran up and grabbed the hem of Pei Qing’s clothes. When Pei Qing turned around, he leaned close to Pei Qing and whispered in his ear, “Your egg fried rice is the best I have ever tasted.” He was thinking just now while he was eating, although he couldn’t tell Auntie Luo, he could tell Pei Qing, and he must tell Pei Qing.

       Pei Qing smiled, bent down close to his ear, and asked in a low voice, “Why whisper it?”

       Zhan Weiyang’s ears were itchy. He raised his hand and scratched it, and it soon turned red. He said, “Can’t let Auntie Luo hear it.”

       Pei Qing nodded and said softly, “I understand.”

       Zhan Weiyang still held him tightly, “Don’t tell Auntie Luo.”

       Pei Qing smiled and looked at Zhan Weiyang without saying anything.

       Zhan Weiyang suddenly became anxious, and he said in a sincere tone, “Auntie Luo will be sad.”

       Pei Qing said: “If you call me gege, I won’t tell Auntie Luo.”

       Zhan Weiyang said without thinking, “Gege!” He felt that it was not sincere enough, so he added, “Please.”

       Pei Qing said, “Well—okay.”

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