The world stops for 100 seconds

short story BL novel world stop for 100 seconds

Title Six,

one,

After entering the house, Yang Ou casually looked at the room that he only briefly saw last time.

After reading it, I came to this understanding: the room is small, the room is crowded, and the room is clean.

He set his eyes on the photo on the table, which was a group photo.The woman bent over slightly and smiled peacefully, the man's eyes shifted slightly, and the corners of his mouth turned up.

Last time I just glanced at it casually, but this time I looked at it with a heavy heart.

After a while, Yang Ou finally turned his attention to the person who was looking at him without saying a word.

Yang Ou's face was calm, without any emotion, "You know."

"Yeah." Yang Ou nodded, with no intention of denying it at all, he raised the corners of his lips, and his eyes glowed coquettishly, "The acting is good, why don't you consider developing it?"

"Hah." Yang Ou chuckled, this was the first time he was wearing a mask while speaking with another face, with an elegant and stable appearance, his maturity seemed to be all gone, there was a little sarcasm at the corner of his mouth, a kind of undercover identity exposure , the meaning of the villain big boss facing the protagonist who guessed the truth.

"Ayang..."

Yang Ou looked up at him, and covered the photo on the table with his hand.

"I quite like you."

two,

Yang Ou has liked one person, and he seems to have only liked this one person in the past 20 years.At that time, the little self, the crying self, and the somewhat dirty self always followed that person, willing to be such a follower.

He thought that he could always act like that, make that young man proud, and he would follow him all the time.Maybe he won't say the word love even if he gets married and has children.

However, the world is impermanent, so why isn't the world impermanent now?

three,

Yang Ou put on the other pair of glasses silently, and the mature outline immediately became gentle.

People around him came and went, and some people would come up to invite him flirtatiously, but he ignored it.

It's just silent, silently raised his head and blinked, as if the rain in the corner of the eaves was blinked off by him.

Through the rain curtain, he saw a man with a smile on his lips, and gently kissed another man on the lips.

The man turned his head and seemed to see him, because he smiled at him.

Yang Ou also smiled.

Stay out of it, like a spectator.

It seemed that that person was not the one I was lingering with last night, but someone else's partner.

"I just want you to look up and see the blue sky. There will be sunshine every day. If there is always some ungentle wind, I will help you drive away..."

The tenderness is still the same, the melody is still the same, but, behind his smile, his heart seems to hurt a little.

Yang Ou took out his mobile phone.

"Hey."

"Brother!" The girl's excited yelling sound came into his ears, and he couldn't help complaining softly, "Keep your voice down, your brother and I are going deaf."

"Hehe..." Yang Ying smiled happily, "I'm so happy!"

"What's so happy?" Yang Ou smiled dotingly, as if the other party's happiness had also infected him.

"I did well in this test, let's have dinner together!"

Yang Ou laughed, "That's it?"

"Well, what else is there?" Yang Ying may have really done well in the exam, and the excitement in his voice was always unconcealed, "Hehehe... remember to call Shangyang brother, I won't call him."

Yang Ou's smile remained unchanged, his eyes were gentle, and he said softly, "No need."

"What's wrong?"

"We broke up 3 minutes ago," he said.

four,

After hanging up the phone, the rain has not diminished, and the autumn rain seems to always make people feel cool. All this is just to make people adapt to the coldness of the coming winter.

Yang Ou tightened his coat.

In sight, an umbrella appeared, and a little boy—it just looked like a little boy, "Here, I'll lend it to you."

His smile was bright and innocent, so Yang Ou also smiled and took it, "I think you should be more generous."

"Haha," the little boy smiled, "I don't think I'm stingy."

Yang Ou nodded, didn't speak any more, held an umbrella, braved the rain, and walked away.

Fives,

When I got home, although there was an umbrella given by the little boy to cover the rain, my trousers and shoes were still wet.

Yang Ou took off his glasses and wiped his face with a towel.

The corners of his mouth were raised, as if he was in a good mood.

Put the umbrella at the door, enter the bedroom, drag out the suitcase, pack everything that should be packed, and abandon everything that is not yours.

There really isn't much that belongs to him, just like when he moved in more than a month ago, a box was enough.

As if he had already expected the ending, he still hasn't returned to the small room on the fourth floor.

The door lock slammed slightly, and he turned his face. The rain dripped down the man's clothes and pants, and the man's hair was still dripping. It didn't seem like him. Someone was willing to give him an umbrella.

"Going to go?" Yang Ou sat down on the bed, not caring that the rain on his body would soon wet the sheets.

"Yes." Yang Ou replied, folded the clothes and put them in the box.

Yang Ou still smiled, "There is nothing you want to ask me?"

Yang Ou stopped and looked at him calmly, "Are you cheating?"

Yang Ou still smiled, "That's right."

Yang Ou also smiled, "Then, that's it."

"Hmm...hehe..." Yang Ou laughed muffledly at first, but gradually he laughed out low, and the sickly laughter reverberated in the room because of some nerve.

Yang Ou didn't say anything, and continued to pack his things.

"It's so strange!" Yang Ou said when he finally had enough laughs. "Others broke up crying, crying, quarreling, and even fighting, what about us? Hahaha... how strange!"

"Hmph." Yang Ou smiled indifferently.Suddenly, his hand was caught, so he could only frowned, staring at Yang Ou's eyes, Yang Ou's strength was so great that it hurt his hand, but both of them remained silent as if they didn't realize it. looking at each other.

A weird and depressing atmosphere filled the bedroom.

"Doesn't it hurt?" For a moment, Yang Ou turned his head to look at him innocently, and let go of his hand. Yang Ou's hand was already red, and one part was also blue.

His hands were free, and he continued to tidy up without being affected at all. Yang Ou replied indifferently: "It's okay."

Yang Ou was silent, and for a moment his eyes were full of coquettish light, "I really hate the mask you are wearing now."

"is it?"

six,

Finally, everything was done, Yang Ou pulled up the zipper, and glanced around to see if there was anything missing.

"Ayang..." He finally opened his mouth.

Yang Ou stopped in his tracks, "Yes."

"In the beginning, why did you agree to be with me?"

Why?Yang Ou squinted his eyes and thought about it, then smiled, "Maybe... I was confused by the inadvertent seriousness in your eyes at that time."

Yang Ou's expression froze for a moment. He lay on the bed, closed his eyes, and heard the sound of pulleys rolling on the floor in his ears. His steps were still light until the door was closed.

"Pa." Gently, as if afraid of disturbing other people's dreams.

Seven,

Yang Ou looked up at the still ecstasy rain, the smile on his mouth gradually faded away.He calmly opened the "borrowed" umbrella and walked into the rain. Occasionally, the rain would float on his face regardless of the cover, and it was cold.Sometimes rainwater drips from the umbrella area and wets the suitcase.

Being together seems to be a matter of course, and being apart seems to be a matter of course.

Can he and this evil person finally end this evil relationship?

AD 2017.11.12.There are still twelve days left before the "Farewell" concert named by Xu Yan.However, he is separated from the second passer-by in his life, Xu Yan's singing is still the same, is his mood the same?

This parting is full of calculations, is it that person's calculations or your own calculations?

Eight,

The two of them come from different living environments and have different life experiences.Yang Ou liked him, and when he said jokingly "but I only like you", the seriousness that flashed in his eyes was not an illusion.

It's just not enough, not enough for both, so it doesn't fit.

Yang Ou doesn't love enough, and he doesn't love enough, he's not that hypocritical, what about love, love, he used to hang out in various places in bars, Yang Ou's liking for him is enough to impress him.

It's just that that person is too unwilling, unwilling to love more than himself, unwilling to be more peaceful than himself, afraid of falling into the emotional swamp, and like him back then, he can leave without nostalgia, so there is a performance.

The performance seemed to be successful, but it was full of loopholes for the psychopath-like split personality.

Under the shadow of rain and fog, Yang Ou took off his glasses with a smile.Take off the jacket and put the umbrella on the suitcase, cover the eyes with hair casually, it's time for me to play a sad role and cry a lot.

Under the cover of the sound of rain, he cried heartbreakingly.