ring the bell

If it is said that at the beginning, Xu Xu was obedient to Zhong Linyang, but later, when faced with more and more invitations, he was a little reluctant.It's not that he doesn't want to share a pair of headphones with Zhong Linyang and watch those movies together, on the contrary, he likes it very much, and it is precisely because of his liking that Xu Xu feels scared.Although his old mother who was a soldier often taught him that it is not good for a person to live too timidly and is annoying, but permission is fear.

What should I do if someone finds out?Someone asked him, "What are you two doing looking at this kind of thing?" What should we do?Also, if you fell in love with Zhong Linyang and really wanted to do this kind of thing with him, what should you do?

Xu Xu didn't hate Zhong Linyang at all.How far is the difference between liking and distance, he himself can't tell.He couldn’t let go of the movement of flipping through magazines when he was concentrating on listening to the class, the sycamore tree road where he went home together after school, and the sweet and sour silver carp made by Grandma Zhong Linyang from snack to adulthood. , I don’t think I will need to give up someday.However, he couldn't raise his feet to measure how far he was from the next step.

For being so timid, Xu Xu can certainly find many excuses.For example, before the parents divorced, the father’s beatings were severe for three days, one small and seven days old, such as the torn [-]-point test paper, such as the bullying that lasted six years in elementary school, just because he was short like a bean sprout in the first grade, and there was a slight Stuttering forced him to stand up to elect the class monitor when he first entered junior high school, and use his mouth to speak to Zhong Linyang in standard Mandarin that he had practiced for countless years and nights.

He was not interested in being the class monitor or making speeches, but he just felt that if he didn't speak out loudly at the very beginning, he would never be able to speak up again.

Therefore, even if he was actually elected monitor, Xu Xu still came to the conclusion that his timidity was justified, and he thought it was his wisdom and virtue to hide it to prevent it from coming out to cause trouble.Zhong Linyang is completely different. He has been powerful since he was a child, as fierce as a gust of wind, just like when other children happily kick Xu Xu on the ground and spit, only Zhong Linyang rushed to block him, regardless He beat people up and down, and even greeted the eighteenth generation of his ancestors in different ways.

However, what about Zhong Linyang, the most courageous thing in the face of Xu Xu?Zhong Linyang just smiled, just smiled every day, didn't say the direction of walking, didn't seem to care, didn't even seem to notice, just called him OK, showed him those unexplained films, rubbed cream with his hands , so licensing is a pain.

He was in pain, dazed, and he started to run away.If Zhong Linyang wants to watch a movie, he has to go home, go to the track team, and study.Maybe it was this attitude that annoyed Zhong Linyang, or maybe it was some reason that Xu couldn't fathom. Once in class, Xu was memorizing math notes, and the sound of flipping through magazines disappeared, replaced by Headphones, stuffed in one piece and sticky moans. The MP4 was on the table, and Zhong Linyang put it between the water glasses of the two of them, knocking on the table.

The screen was too bright, a boy was pressing on top of a boy, and they were clinging to each other, stirring emotionally.Xu Xu could see clearly that he was going to press it, but Zhong Linyang grabbed his arm tightly, and before the two of them could fight, the girl in the back seat raised her hand to report.With a voice that is almost frightened to cry.

When the math teacher stepped down, Xu's hand froze, and so did Zhong Linyang's.There are still those voices in their ears, a few whispers, and a few moans mixed with I love you.

This is a fucking domestic movie.

Li Xu took a deep breath and saw Zhong Linyang's eyes.Beautiful eyes like glass beads.

During the class they were separated.In the afternoon, their parents were interviewed in different offices.That night, the license was stuffed into the trunk.He yelled all the way, passed out, and was already in Beijing when he woke up.

It's raining in Beijing.

The two of them seemed to have no reason to contact each other, which was really broken.It wasn't until the first Spring Festival in high school that Xu Zui owed him once. He made indirect remarks and wanted to ask his mother Zhong Linyang for news.He just wanted to know if Zhong Linyang went to high school well, or if he really went to work.

As a result, Zhong Linyang actually died.

Permission to start dreaming.Broken doll full of blood and blood mist.He thought he didn't have the courage to go back to Liucheng, but he went back that winter vacation.Under the clock tower, Xu looked up.At that step, he knew that he had finally taken it.He realizes that he likes, he thinks clearly about liking, he wants to call out liking, as for the rest, who is wrong and who hates who, he just wants to say fuck you.But the turning point for all these changes was the death of Zhong Linyang.What a mellow paradox.The object has disappeared, and his handful of likes has lost its meaning, allowing one foot to hang there, it can't be done either way, it's irreversible.And in front of him is the abyss.

I won't refund, I will refund, I'm a dog, forever?All my life I will not be a dog.He thought this way, as if the golden rooster was independent, and he thought about it for six years.

Now that six years have passed, what was lost was forced back by him, and Xu Xu was caught off guard.Too many questions means no questions.He just wanted to catch the stone that fell back, no matter what this Zhong Linyang became, no matter how this Zhong Linyang came back from the dead, a lot of boiling water filled his head, he didn't even need an explanation, "Yes, I used to be so timid that I didn't dare to lift my head," he poked the fork hard into the frothy smoothie, then raised his head again, "Then it's because I like you fucking."

Zhong Linyang was resting his eyes with his eyes closed. Hearing this, his eyelashes were brushed open, his eyes were empty for a moment, and he smiled again, his red lips glistened with a lightness that was inappropriate, "I think you are afraid of me."

"Afraid of you?" Ke Xu kicked the table leg.

"Yeah," Zhong Linyang nodded slowly, sniffling, "I used to be afraid of me because I was fierce, and I shamelessly pestered you, as they say, 'bringing you down'. Now You are afraid of me because you thought I was dead, and when I died, you were happy and you were not around. So you feel guilty."

"I like you." Xu Xu stood up with a clatter.

"Oh." Zhong Linyang said nothing.

"Do you like me?" Ke Xu leaned on the table, his eyelashes drooped, his chest heaved, "Have you ever liked me?"