Plaid shirt and star armor

Cen Jingming found a copy of Yishu on the bookshelf at home. The author wrote, if you don't have a lot of love, then a lot of money is fine.

He didn't take it very seriously, but his words did make sense, for example, he came to City B to relax for his own sake, which would not have been possible four years ago, when he was just a poor student.Now, he can freely dispose of private property, and a lot of time.

Even though he has been so free-wheeling, Cen Jingming has faced helpless things, like the accident with Fu Qianshu, like the editor of the publishing house who praised him as talented, but rejected him in a high-sounding manner.

He didn't show much frustration, and started to check in various attractions after finishing his work.One day before the city was sealed off by heavy snow, Cen Jingming was in the Forbidden City, and after walking along the crowds to see several palaces, he strolled to a place inaccessible.

The snow had already started to fall, and the sun was looming behind the clouds, and the snowflakes were like flakes, boiling in the gentle golden light.When Cen Jingming walked past the red wall in a heavy cotton-padded jacket, he looked up with a sense of feeling, and sure enough, there was a butter cat parked on the platform where the door and wall met.It was obviously very spiritual. It looked at him for a moment, then jumped down lightly, and squatted in front of Cen Jingming.

He poured out some of the cat food he carried with him, and this extraordinary royal cat ate it up, and after a full meal, he stuck out his tongue to lick up the white snow that had accumulated on the ground.Cen Jingming took two photos with his mobile phone, opened WeChat, and realized that the person he wanted to share with was no longer in the friend list.

Suddenly he was in no mood to spare, returned the explainer, and walked along the long river to the subway station.Because Cen Jingming has heard someone say that if you want to tell the other party about something like bumping into a tree with a crooked neck, then you must like this person very much.

He ignored Fu Qianshu's overtures, thinking that it was just a child's whim, which would stop after a few days if he was treated coldly.

As expected, there was no more news from the other party.

And at this moment, Cen Jingming could admit that he was not as easy to let go as he appeared on the surface.

The next day, the North Country was frozen.Cen Jingming opened the curtains in the morning, and saw that the distance and near were all covered in silver, and the heating in the room was so hot that it made people drowsy.He lay back on the bed, checked his return ticket for a while, and then saw the conversation of the girls in the group.

When the boy's voice came from the receiver, Cen Jingming found that he had walked back to the original point again.

He knew what Fu Qianshu wanted to talk to him about, and he didn't want to speak first on this topic.

"In the past two days," Fu Qianshu raised his head, "I read a few books."

Cen Jingming raised his eyebrows.

"I... read it said that there is no clear and unified answer in the academic world about how it is formed." Fu Qianshu said, "In the field of psychology and sociology, encounter and guidance will make people gay. From a medical point of view, some people believe that there is a certain innate substance in some people's bodies. During the growth process, perhaps on a very occasional day, this substance will allow them to discover their true emotional tendencies. Then, The rest of the theories all go back to the root cause of biological factors. So some people suggest that by trying to remove this part of the substance to change the sexual orientation."

The coffee was ready, and Cen Jingming was not in a hurry to drink it. He put the lid aside and silently watched the dark brown water stains meandering from the side of the cup to the table.

He suddenly asked: "Then, assuming this proposal can be realized, will you let me have the operation?"

He still remembered every word Fu Qianshu said that day.

Humans are creatures good at acting, Cen Jingming thought.Even young children, under the temptation of rewards, will involuntarily hide their nature and be a good boy who is not noisy.What does Fu Qianshu want from him, peace of mind?Evidence of forgiveness?Possibly both.And this was the only chance Cen Jingming gave him.

He guessed that Fu Qianshu would give him a whitewashed no.

"I really want to," Fu Qianshu sniffed, his voice was still a little muffled, like he was ill, or something else, "but I know you don't want to. I can't and I won't force you .”

——Cen Jingming guessed wrong.

Hearing the rapid and heavy breathing over there, his heart tightened: "Are you crying?"

"No!" Fu Qianshu wiped his eyes vigorously, forcing back the wet stuffy nose.

There was a mirror pasted on the door connected to the corridor, Fu Qianshu hurried to look at it, his eyes were red, but he didn't really let tears come out, but he was listless, like an animal with ears hanging down, he really couldn't see people.

Cen Jingming actually laughed, and said in a low voice, "Is it difficult for you to admit this?"

"No, it's not." Fu Qianshu was stubborn.

All right, Cen Jingming shook his head helplessly, realizing that the other party couldn't see, and gave a soft "hmm".

His appearance belongs to the kind of soft but not yin, if you don't deliberately restrain your facial features, it will make people feel like you are smiling, but when you really raise the corners of your mouth, that kind of posture is very different.

"why?"

Fu Qianshu rubbed his itchy ears: "Huh?"

"Why didn't you ask me to 'correct' again?" Cen Jingming deliberately emphasized those two words.

This time the wait was particularly long.

Cen Jingming stood up and walked to the French window.His room was on the lower floor, and he could see very close to the ground.Under the wire hanging frost, two girls gathered together the thin snow on the parking lot at the door, pinched a short little snowman, and happily took pictures from various angles.

Fu Qianshu was born and raised in the south, and seeing Liuli Jingxue, he might be more excited than the two of them.

Just when he was going to find the SLR in his bag, the other party said:

"It's not 'correction', I, I don't think... I haven't thought that this is abnormal. But, but I still hope that it would be great if there is a change—Cen Jingming, in my heart, this is Just like they love radishes, you like cabbage, but what about others? I saw a video on the Internet, boys in rainbow cultural shirts covered their eyes with black cloth, and the clothes posted 'I like the same sex, can you give me a hug '?' note, there are so many people coming and going, some turning a blind eye, some pointing fingers, when I think that one day you will be criticized like this, I feel very uncomfortable—"

Fu Qianshu likes dolls, since he was a child.He looks like a girl. When he was naive, he played house obediently with a rabbit doll in his arms, and he always had to hug something to fall asleep at night.The adults doted on him, and the plush toys they brought filled half the room.

As they grow older, their parents package and sell them to the old man who collects waste, and arrange them with books, computers, Transformers or four-wheel drive racing cars.Afterwards, he grew taller, tanned, short-cut, dressed properly, and no one would think of him as a girl again.

Because excessive fairness is not allowed, long hair will be regarded as weird, plush dolls can only be used as a trick to coax girls - Fu Qianshu has experienced the days of being treated as different by his peers, and understands how it feels to be alone and excluded tough.

Cen Jingming is the best person Fu Qianshu has ever met. He is independent, gentle and tolerant. He is envious and anxious at the same time.

The crux of all complications stems from the other party's gender.

Fu Qianshu's eyes were tingling, and he blinked, feeling water drops falling on the back of his hand:

"I can't protect you... If you are just a stranger, standing there, I will go over and hug you without hesitation, say please come on, if you smile at me, I will be happy, as if I have done something What a good deed—” he murmured in confusion, “but why did I feel so bad when you didn’t smile that day in the car and in the hospital, and when you smiled, I felt even more sad? I hope You are happy, and you used WeChat to say a lot of things that ignored your wishes, why am I so selfish..."

Cen Jingming understood that he was too hasty.

He was in such a hurry, because Fu Qianshu was straight, and because fate started from a misunderstanding.He thought that if he let go and got away, Fu Qianshu would be fine, and he would even return to the original track like a normal person. He boasted that this wishful thinking was done accurately, and he did not mess around, and he took responsibility for the consequences.

On the day he went to the airport, Fu Qianshu edited and sent him a text message with unprecedented care, mentioning the collapsed swing set in the school.In the past, he may have taken a nap comfortably there, or sat and recited English aloud.Seeing their fragmented appearance, Fu Qianshu may have thought of the past, but he may not have felt anything directly. He just wanted to talk to Cen Jingming, but he couldn't think of anything to write, so he added this sentence naturally.

He wasn't the only one caught in the crooked-neck tree theorem.

Later, when the two were living together, Fu Qianshu took advantage of the online shopping festival to place an order for a set of Brother Xun's books. When they were sitting on the sofa reading, Cen Jingming pointed to a certain story and said that you and your idol are really real. picture.Fu Qianshu said triumphantly, of course, we even have overlapping characters in our names, and leaned into his arms to read.

It is an anecdote that Mr. Shuren was lying on the haystack, looking at Liuyun and missing his wife, and was interrupted by a pig, so he was so angry that he fought with the pig with his bare hands.Fu Qianshu laughed uncontrollably, thinking of himself, he realized that you were scolding me, and took his cold hand to the back of Dong Cen Jingming's neck.He hugged each other tightly, warming Fu Qianshu's hands that would always suffer from frostbite in winter.

Brother Xun must love Xu Guangping very much, just like Fu Qianshu told him trivial things.

But at this moment, Cen Jingming felt more distressed.

Fu Qianshu kept blaming himself, but in comparison, Cen Jingming felt that he was the selfish person.

He walked so fast that he almost left the other party behind.

"I don't blame you, stop crying, okay?" Cen Jingming sighed, he seemed to hold all his tenderness to Fu Qianshu, and he couldn't give any more to others, "Be good."

Ever since he was a child, what Fu Qianshu was most afraid of was that others would say that he was not good, and he felt ashamed when he broke down while talking, so he wiped his eyes and responded.

But the problem is indestructible.

Cen Jingming started to speak intentionally, and a phone call came in.

"My takeaway is here." It's really not the time, "You wait."

"You haven't eaten yet?" Fu Qianshu said hurriedly, "Go now."

Cen Jingming didn't even bother to wait for the elevator, he went to the front desk as fast as he could, and came back with the package.

Just a few minutes was enough for Fu Qianshu to tidy himself up. Except for the trembling of his voice, he could hardly tell that he had cried.

"Why don't you eat first, anyway, you accepted my apology, didn't you?" Fu Qianshu feared that he would deny this, so he said quickly, "I'll call you later."

"Fu Qianshu."

When his name was called suddenly, Fu Qianshu's heart jumped up and down between the bones and flesh like an inflated hydrogen balloon.

"exist?"

Cen Jingming's eyes were deep, and the ambition that had been suppressed for a long time flashed by, his heart was turning a lot, and he didn't want to push people too hard after all.

He said: "I am not a gentleman, let alone a so-called good person. You said that you still want to be friends with me, but can you accept contact with a man who always has thoughts about you? Fu Qianshu, what if You promised, from today onwards, my goal will not stop at the level of 'friends'."

——So, if you want to escape now, there is still time.

Fu Qianshu's sincerity remained the same as before.

He waited for a long time, as long as the years spent fighting alone, as long as the ice-covered period on the surface of the Shuodong River, until he heard Fu Qianshu's first word and then the last word, Cen Jingming saw a long-awaited scene peach blossom flood.

"Cen Jingming, I'm not sure if I'll 'like' you as you expected," he said while holding the phone, which was hot because of the call time, and said every word clearly, as if making an unbreakable oath, "but I I will never hate you."

The sun is shining, thousands of streams are flowing happily, the wicker is tender, and all the birds are chirping.Now that I think about it, today's phone call to the other party like a boat sinking is not only not suffering, but it is clearly a long moment when a leaf swayed down and crushed the spring water of the pond.

Cen Jingming turned his head and found that the snow had already stopped.