Gong is a heartthrob

Sunny day, white clouds and birds.

Two people are playing on the tennis court.

At first they played casually, but in the back the two of them competed in secret. The only sound left in the uninhabited court was the sound of sneakers rubbing against the ground, the sound of tennis hitting the racket, and the slight panting of the two.

Suddenly, the man caught the ball and quickly threw it at the opponent. The boy on the other side lost his hand unexpectedly. He put his hands on his knees to adjust his breathing, raised his head and complained to the man who came over with a smile: "You It's a foul."

The man smiled and pulled him to rest on the bench next to him, and handed him a bottle of water.

After drinking the water, Xavier stuffed a mouthful of candy into his mouth, leaned back in the chair relaxedly, and hummed an unknown song.

"Zevi, what do you want to do in the future?"

asked Bernard.

There were smiling eyes hidden under the shadow of Xavier's hat brim, "What?" He thought for a while, and frowned in distress, quite childish.Finally, he gave up thinking and asked, "Then what do you want to do?"

Bernard patted his head.

He said, I want to have a big manor full of flowers.I want to have a vast grassland where you can run around on horseback.I also want to live under a star-studded night sky where I can look up and see the stars when I go home at night.

There was another sentence that Bernard kept silently in his heart.

But what I hope most is that when I look back, I find you by my side.

Bernard stared into Xavier's eyes, which seemed to contain a vast starry sky, but were as clear as a stream of water, with the childishness and gentleness of a young man in them, but without the sentimentality of a young man.Those eyes were looking at him suspiciously, as if puzzled by his words.

Lovingly, but as if covering up the pain in his heart, Bernard embraced him in his arms.Xavier's doubts became deeper and deeper, and the unsolvable problem made his brows wrinkle, and it also prevented him from pushing away the man's embrace.

I have nothing to do.

He said.

……

"Aze!"

Xie Hang ran over, hugged his shoulders with a smile, and said to him excitedly: "Let's go play games!"

"No, I'm going home." Xavier took his hand away.

Xie Hang smiled unabated, "It's so boring to go home, let's go play games, isn't tomorrow the weekend, it doesn't matter how late we play today!"

Xavier looked at him with a gentle smile but shook his head unquestionably and refused.

He left without saying a word to Xie Hang.

Xie Hang's smile gradually disappeared.He looked at his back and wanted to catch up with him, but his feet seemed to be nailed in place. He watched his figure gradually disappear into the sunlight, like a phantom, which only appeared for a moment and then never appeared again.

As if he was about to lose something, he suddenly shed a tear.

Xavier was walking on the road, someone greeted him on the road, and someone looked at him shyly in the dark. They met him, then missed him, and were left behind like a spot of light.

Walking to the intersection, the big screen on the skyscraper broadcast the news of the bankruptcy of the Shen family and the arrest of the current owner. Xavier looked up and stopped caring. His face was expressionless, his eyes were empty and indifferent, like caramel Melting skin reveals the coldest and truest inside.

"Wenzel."

Hearing the sound, Xavier turned around and saw Lu Wei walking towards him.

"How did you go so fast today?" Lu Wei asked.

Xavier didn't answer, but Lu Wei saw the picture on the screen behind him, and said to him, "You see, it's about the Shen family."

Um.Xavier replied lightly.

Lu Wei was stunned, and looked down at his expression, suddenly his heart seemed to be blocked by something.

Just when Xavier was impatient and wanted to leave, Lu Wei suddenly said, "I like you."

Xavier froze for a moment, looked up at him, and remained silent.

Lu Wei's heart was beating wildly. After a long time, it seemed that only a moment passed. He heard the man say, I know.

I know.

It's just that I'm a little tired.

The author has something to say:

I haven't written for a few days and I'm a little handy _(:з」∠)_

I originally wanted to write about Bernard, but I felt that I couldn’t write that feeling no matter how I wrote it, so I gave up.

The next world writes about the supernatural world