blazing fire

When I went to the Internet cafe, there was no one else in the non-smoking room.

Cheng Zhuo specially came back after having lunch. When he arrived, it was already past 1 pm. He thought he would run into Shepi and ask him if there is any good solution. Dude isn't up yet.

Spring night...

Cheng Zhuo's eyes fell on the empty spot for a moment, and then moved away.

He sat in the Internet cafe until after 4 o'clock, got off the plane and strolled awkwardly in the direction of the school.

... To be honest, I regret it a bit.

And the closer he was to the school, the more he regretted it—if he didn't have the heart to watch Yuan Yun step into the fire pit, Cheng Zhuo would never come here.

So fucking embarrassing.

Today he was wearing a black sweater and a pair of baggy slacks, all supported by his strong skeleton, his bangs were a little longer, covering half of his eyes, and he looked lazy.

It happened to be the most eye-catching look in the student days, so even though he deliberately stood in the corner, many people passed by to look at him.

That's good too, I guess Yuan Yu will be able to see him when he comes out, so he doesn't need to endure the embarrassment to go up to say hello.

The flow of people gradually became denser, Cheng Zhuo shifted his focus from his left foot to his right foot, and his eyes kept falling on the end of the road behind the school gate.

When he saw Yuan Yu's figure, he turned his gaze back, lowered his head, and pretended he wasn't looking.

He felt that with his outstanding appearance, there was no reason why Yuan Yu couldn't see him.However, he waited and waited, guessing that Yuan Yu was going to pass in front of him, but he still didn't hear the due greeting, so he couldn't help raising his head, and glanced at the crowd——

As a result, Yuan Yu had already walked to the front.

Cheng Zhuo: "..."

What's the meaning?Pretending not to see or really not seeing?

He walked up quickly, crossed Yuan Yu, and stood on the side of the street, waiting for the man to look over.

Unexpectedly, Yuan Yu still walked over alone.

Cheng Zhuo: "..."

But this time he saw clearly, Yuan Yu's eyes were straight, and he walked forward instinctively, as if he didn't pay attention to anyone on the road, and he didn't know what was going on in his mind.

Cheng Zhuo followed him, wanting to scream but couldn't hold back his face, and stomped heavily.

Even the old man passing by looked back at him, but Yuan Yu still didn't respond.

Just came to the intersection.

The passing vehicles roared past, almost brushing Yuan Yu's clothes, but the person involved didn't realize it.

flash --

Cheng Zhuo grabbed his arm violently.The window of the passing car was rolled down, and there was a roar mixed with an accent: "Blind! If you don't want to kill me, I will want to!"

Yuan Yu shuddered all over, and then his eyes focused.

"You're fucking crazy!" Cheng Zhuo dragged him in front of him and shouted, "Is there a car that you didn't see? Hit it on purpose?"

Yuan Yu said blankly: "...Cheng Zhuo? How did you come—"

"Are you planning to crash the car yourself if I don't come?" Cheng Zhuo frowned and interrupted him angrily, "If you want to die, you don't have to trouble the driver. ! Just hit the wall there!"

"I didn't..." Yuan Yu looked around, and then realized that he was standing on the road, and he stopped talking.

When did he come here?

Cheng Zhuo raised his brows high: "Didn't you? Didn't you want to die? You didn't want to die like someone else ran a red light?"

"No, I didn't pay attention..." Yuan Yu realized what happened just now, and immediately lowered his voice, and replied nicely, "Don't be angry."

When he spoke in a low voice, he looked particularly well-behaved.Cheng Zhuo snorted coldly, but he was not as angry as before: "I'm so angry, what does it matter to me if you want to die?"

Yuan Yu's expression was very innocent: "But you are angry just by looking at it."

Cheng Zhuo ignored him and walked forward.

The two of them were on the road, and they were about to cross the traffic ahead, Cheng Zhuo didn't look back, grabbed Yuan Yu's arm with his hand, and watched the cars on both sides drag them forward.When he reached the opposite sidewalk, he let go of his hand, put it in his pocket, and walked forward with a stinking face.

Yuan Yu followed step by step, watching his face carefully from the side: "Don't be angry."

"Who cares about you?" Cheng Zhuo sneered.

"I'm not talking about what happened just now, what I'm talking about," Yuan Yu pursed his lower lip, his voice lowered, "What happened yesterday."

Seeing that Cheng Zhuo was still silent, Yuan Yu's tone became softer, as if pleading: "Don't be angry."

Cheng Zhuo stopped in his tracks.

"Oh," he turned his head indifferently, the tails of his eyes raised following the movement of his head tilting, "then you give me an explanation?"

"I..." Yuan Yu grabbed the backpack strap with both hands, looked around, why, "There are too many people here... let's go back first and then talk about it?"

Cheng Zhuo was originally angry and wanted to sneer at the beginning of the conversation, but after thinking about it, Yuan Yun's story is really not suitable for talking on the street - he was influenced by his father when he was a child, and he still remembers some big farts in the small town Things can spread quickly, he doesn't care, but Yuan Yun is a girl, she should be famous.

So he thought for a while, nodded and agreed: "I'm not familiar with this place, you can find a place where there are no people."

"it is good."

Yuan Yu took him to take the bus, still 308, but this time they got off the bus one stop earlier.

After getting out of the car, Yuan Yu looked back at him, not daring to speak, and walked a few steps forward before turning back to check if Cheng Zhuo followed.

He led the man into the middle of a field, with the nearest house in the distance as far as he could see, and stopped.

The sun had already set to the west, and Yuan Yu felt that he had little free time left, so he pursed his lips and looked at Cheng Zhuo with some anxiety.

Cheng Zhuo stood with his hands in his pockets, his face indifferent, his skin was almost reflective by the sun.It's very white, like the untouchable statue in the church that adults say.

"What you said yesterday...I went back and thought about it." Yuan Yu spoke carefully, "I didn't think you were shameful, but...my family...you may not know about my family's situation...my dad is not only bad-tempered Well, his understanding of... some things is also... relatively conservative, he may not be very good at..."

In fact, he still didn't quite understand what he was thinking. He just felt that he had to explain it to Cheng Zhuo. Cheng Zhuo was so kind. To him, it simply gathered all his fantasies about the city.He didn't want to lose this friend if he could.

He didn't even think about why Cheng Zhuo came to pick him up today, he just thought that this opportunity couldn't be better.

"You mean, if you let your family know that you have a friend like me, your father will object?" Cheng Zhuo raised his eyebrows, "Then how boring can your father be? Little rascals who can rob."

Yuan Yu didn't know what to answer, so he said "ah" dryly, the real reason... Anyway, he couldn't say it.

Cheng Zhuo was on fire, but when he thought of Yuan Yun, he suddenly felt that Yuan Yu's father might be a weirdo.

Maybe all the men in this small town are like this, with chaotic logic and wide control.Yes, it was Cheng Guangzong, that bastard he wanted to scold.

The anger that rushed to his head subsided slowly, and he stared at Yuan Yu for a while with a blank expression on his face, which made Yuan Yu uneasy.

"You... say something..." Yuan Yu whispered.

"Do you know why I came to see you today?"

Yuan Yu blinked and shook his head.

"This morning I saw a man, two older people, and three people enter your house with gift boxes."

As soon as Cheng Zhuo spoke, he saw Yuan Yu opened his mouth, and the rapidly changing look in his eyes made him instantly understand that Yuan Yu should know about it.

"you know?"

Yuan Yu nodded: "Recently, my dad was talking to my sister, but I didn't expect them to come to the door today... What happened?"

"It's nothing else, your sister ran out of the house crying." Cheng Zhuo paused, his brows furrowed again, "That man... I've seen it before."

"Ah?" Yuan Yu suddenly raised his head, obviously surprised.

"he……"

The faint irritability rose again, and it was stronger than when facing Yuan Yun.

What the hell was he going to say, that man did that? ? ?

Seeing that he remained silent, Yuan Yu hurriedly asked: "What's wrong with him?"

Cheng Zhuo hesitated for a moment: "He... is not a good guy, you'd better find a way to get pornographic."

"What's wrong?"

Cheng Zhuo didn't answer, the expression on his face was a bit weird.

"I don't mean anything else, just..." Yuan Yu looked at his face, saw the corners of his lips from Yingting's brows, and judged the other party's thoughts, "I need to know what it is, and then how to talk to my family explain……"

Cheng Zhuo frowned fiercely, and gripped the lock of hair on top of his head irritably.

This sudden movement startled Yuan Yu: "What's the matter with you? I, I just ask, if it's not convenient for you to tell me—"

"There's nothing inconvenient to say, but I'm afraid you won't believe me if I tell you." Cheng Zhuo took a deep breath, made up his mind, put down his hands, and looked straight into Yuan Yu's eyes, "That man, he slept with a man. Whether he is I really like men, and I don't even recommend that your sister marry him."

Yuan Yu blinked: "Ah???"

"Don't understand?" Cheng Zhuo frowned.

Yuan Yu shook his head, nodded again, shook his head again, and finally he didn't know whether to nod or shake his head: "No, what do you mean he sleeps with men? What kind of sleep? Why do you say he likes men?"

"However your father and mother gave birth to you, he slept with a man."

"But, isn't he a man himself? How can a man... like a man?"

Yuan Yu's eyes widened.His eyeballs were already black, so he stared like a frightened rabbit.

Seeing him like that, Cheng Zhuo turned his head and sneered, "Tch, why do you ask the same questions as your sister."

"Of course men can like men, and women can also like women. Those people are called homosexuals. You may not know it, but there are many such people in the world."

The ambiguous scene illuminated by the psychedelic lights last night is still vivid in my mind, and it seems that the moaning sound from a man that cleanses Cheng Zhuo's mind once again sounds in my ears.

Looking at Yuan Yu's dull expression, his irritability suddenly reached its peak.

"Don't you believe me?" he asked.

Yuan Yu was still in a daze, probably still digesting this matter.

Cheng Zhuo reached out, grabbed the collar of his school uniform, and pulled him over.

Then bowed his head and kissed.

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