Curve driving

The thermos that Xie Hang packed up was for stewing chicken soup, and Shen Rong was still guarding in the hospital, seemingly out of his wits, he had to send a meal there.

"Is Xie Zhou not here?" Ji Sinian asked.

"I'm reviewing, she has an exam." Xie Hang set up another pot to boil water.

The pot looked old and must have been brought from next door.

Ji Sinian felt quite novel: "She still needs to review?"

Xie Hang sighed: "Einstein also has to review for the school exam."

"Okay." Ji Sinian smiled for a while, but still stared at him worriedly.

The chopping board was put in the sink for brushing. Yin Bo came over from behind and patted him on the shoulder twice.

Only then did Ji Sinian turn his head, and slowly opened the door: "Let's go."

"En." Xie Hang's voice was very low.

They were silent all the way, the number of the elevator going down was beating, when they reached the first floor, Yin Bo glanced over from the corner of his eye, hesitant to speak, and was caught by Ji Sinian: "Speak up if you have something to say."

"You..." He racked his brains to find a tactful way to ask, "Have you really never thought about development?"

"I haven't thought about it. What's the matter?" Ji Sinian grabbed the white penguin in his hand, feeling a little tired for the first time.

Yin Bo has been influenced by his father for so many years, and he is very accurate in reading people, from the inside to the outside, the Xie Hang in his eyes is probably very different from the one in his own eyes.

He was afraid to hear Yin Bo's words.

"Inappropriate." After Yin Bo finished speaking, he looked at his expression and saw that there was no sign of impatience, so he continued, "Forget it, it's boring to say this, let's talk about it later."

"Where did it come from?" Ji Sinian laughed teasingly.

Yin Bo understands him quite well, so that he can tell the part that he has been reluctant to think about for him.

The third year of high school started so early that Ji Sinian was a little uncomfortable. Xie Zhou's birthday was on a Friday, and he didn't know that the experiment had been in class for a week until he asked.

He wanted to scratch his head but couldn't think of any gift Xie Zhou would like, so he simply wrapped a big red envelope.

During August, there are no make-up classes on Saturdays, and Fridays are fairly early. It was already past six o'clock when Xie Zhou came back. Ji Sinian thought he was going to eat a cake at her house, but Xie Zhou directly set the place at KTV.

He pondered this position for a while before sending Xie Hang a question: "Who will go?"

It wasn't until he sorted through the closet for a long time to set up his clothes that Xie Hang's message came back: "The three of us."

Ji Sinian: "Then why are you singing?"

Xie Hang: "She sings alone."

Ji Sinian was stunned for a moment while holding his trousers.

Xie Zhou's thinking is really strange, and Xie Hang seems to be two extremes in some respects.

KTV at [-] o'clock, this time is very stuck, Ji Sinian thought about whether to eat or not along the way, and in the end he just found something to make a meal.

The KTV is just downstairs of Wanda. When Ji Sinian opened the box, the two brothers and sisters were sitting eight feet away, each with their heads down playing with their phones.

He stood at the door and was about to speak when the waiter walked in from behind him, with four bottles of wine on the tray in his hand, neatly stacked on the table.

"Here we come!" Xie Zhou bent down and took the bottle opener, opened three bottles of wine, and grabbed the microphone, "It's not easy, you two should try to be more lively."

Ji Sinian went to sit next to Xie Hang, and a boy group song played on the stereo, and he asked in a low voice, "Is it okay for her to drink?"

"No problem." The music was too loud, Xie Hang turned his head and said, "Have you eaten yet?"

Breathing in his ears, Ji Sinian subconsciously turned his head slightly, holding up his mobile phone: "I ate a little. Is this considered drunk driving? I have to tell the coach that I won't go tomorrow."

Xie Hang pressed his hand: "I told you so."

"... Oh." Ji Sinian was a little slow to react, looking at the hand covering it, his mind suddenly went blank.

The heat came down the back of his hand, throwing a wildfire at him.

Xie Zhou's voice is lower when she sings than when she speaks. This song is not her good range, but she still sings very well.

A dance MV was displayed on the screen, and the lighting was dazzling.

The bright and dim light reflected on his face, Ji Sinian bowed forward, naturally pulled out his hand, picked up the wine bottle and took a sip.

With the wine in his throat, he felt even hotter. He focused on the screen, but he didn't see how many people were dancing until the end.

Xie Zhou was more energetic than him, and sang two or three songs in a row. Ji Sinian sat there in a daze, his eyes fixed on the exposed ankle of Xie Hang's outstretched leg.

It was as if they were isolated by a barrier out of thin air, and music and noise could not interfere, and he could only feel the presence of this person beside him.

Bad omen.

Xie Hang's fingers resting on his side moved, Ji Sinian turned his eyes away as if electrocuted, and bit the cigarette hanging around his neck to hide it.

The smell of strawberries popped out along with the atomized medicine, and the white mist swirled around in front of my eyes.

"A song?" Xie Zhou sat in front of the karaoke stand and turned to look at him, "Brother Ji, do you want to save me?"

Ji Sinian looked at her, raised the bottle and took a sip, covering the smell of smoke that filled his mouth and nose.

"intersection."

He picked up the microphone from the table, wondering if the combination of cigarettes and wine was too strong, he was a little confused in a trance, he couldn't tell if he was still lying on the desk dreaming in the early morning of the third year of high school.

The music sounded with the resonance of the room, and he played the original singing very softly. Zhang Zhenyue's voice was lazy, and for some reason it sounded a little sad.

"Walking alone, boring intersection."

The wine bottle cap lying on the table was shining brightly, which was a bit dazzling.

"I'm still dreaming that you'll like me."

The strawberry taste comes and goes, it seems that a sip of wine cannot be suppressed.

"My hopes were dashed, and the cigarettes never left my hand."

Ji Sinian closed his eyes.

"It hurts my heart."

There was no birthday cake on the table, Xie Zhou's schoolbag was put aside, and Ji Sinian returned to the first day when he went to Xie Zhou's house in the dark.

I don't want to go, go to your intersection.

Shattered crazy dreams, thrown into the toilet to let the water flow.

I am still hopeless, and the cigarettes have not stopped.

Cough until my heart hurts.

Ji Sinian suddenly felt that it was a wrong decision to choose this song, but he sang it all, so let's continue singing.

He didn't open his eyes, and took another drag on his cigarette during the interlude.

Low-volume e-liquid won't make him cough, Xie Hang looked at the dark and indistinguishable smoke in the light and shadow, and sighed lightly.

He did something wrong.

Probably because of the alcohol, Ji Sinian's voice was a little hoarse, and the grotesque lights made everything dizzying.

"Deep in the mud, no one can save me."

Xie Hang turned his head to look at him, Ji Sinian closed his eyes quietly, knowing that the distance that could be touched by raising his hand seemed to be extremely far away at this moment, his arm was so heavy that even moving his fingers was extremely difficult.

Ji Sinian has a beautiful mole under the eye, and the hair that had just been grown during the holiday barely covered his eyebrows and was not taken care of.

The first time Xie Hang saw him was on the way to the first exam, he had a cold face, and he didn't say a word to him from the beginning to the end.

In a blink of an eye, the summer vacation is almost over.

"Fuck, two mouthfuls are enough."

Ji Sinian put down the microphone and talked to himself.

Xie Hang stared at him for a while.

"Thank you Zhou!"

"Huh?" Xie Zhou turned his head, and a wrapped red envelope flew over and landed on the sofa.

Ji Sinian lowered his head and slowly stood up: "I'm going to order something to eat."

The moment he opened the door and walked out, he relaxed his breath, the air outside the box was not so fresh, the mixed sound of music and the laughter of men and women woven into an impenetrable wall, trapping him in place.

Ji Sinian turned to the bathroom to wash his face, even the cold water droplets on his face couldn't wake him up.

Does Xie Hang know?

He met his own eyes in the mirror, and did not look away for a long time.

Xie Hang probably didn't know, it was he who kept losing his composure.

Can't let him know.

Once a thought is provoked, it cannot be let go.Originally, he always felt that it didn't matter whether he knew about it or not, and for a while he thought it would be okay to tell him proactively.

But it was different now, he was afraid that Xie Hang would not be able to accept it.

This was what Xie Hang had clearly expressed to him, and he cherished this friend very much.

If only he'd known that his most cherished, open-minded friend...was gay.

What will he think?

Ji Sinian scratched his hair, inexplicably flustered.

Not everyone is as indifferent as Yin Bo. Yin Bo studies psychology, but Xie Hang is not.

His mind was in a daze, Ji Jian'an's face for a while, and that pink dinosaur from that day, dangling in front of his eyes like a hodgepodge.

"Jisinian."

Xie Hang's voice also appeared in the hodgepodge.

"Jisinian?"

He turned his head abruptly, and Xie Hang was standing two steps away, looking at him deeply.

It was this look again, as if he could see all the secrets in the world, Ji Sinian avoided and turned sideways.

Xie Hang didn't approach, but just stared at the person whose back was facing him.

After a long time, Ji Sinian finally said, "Let's go."