I overturned my car after I slapped Gao Leng school grass by mistake

"So let's break up."

"He's not my brother," Chu Tingdong pursed his thin lips, his expression was very light, making his lips pale, and he continued in a low voice, "But if you want me to say that, it's fine."

"I do like boys, I'm gay and I'm in love with my brother."

Wu Yulan's expression went blank for a moment, and the surroundings were completely silent. Her eyes were red, and she looked at Chu Tingdong.

-

Chu Tingdong knew that she didn't want him to have an operation, even when it was the first operation, she was more inclined to conservative treatment, and letting him go abroad suddenly was just a cover.

Even if there is no such thing, she should already be thinking of other ways to persuade him to leave Ningcheng.

He couldn't deny that the opportunity was rare, and it was impossible for him not to be completely moved, but it was only for a moment.

Once he is gone, they will all go to tell Zhong Xun what is more heart-piercing than now.

Seeing the juncture of the college entrance examination and falling apart with his family, he couldn't leave Zhong Xun alone.

It doesn't have to be a year or a half, even a month, he can't close his eyes for a moment, and he doesn't even know if he will see Zhong Xun alive and kicking, hysterical and tossing around with him.

In case something happened to Zhong Xun, he would regret it for the rest of his life.

After a little comparison, without any consideration or hesitation, the scales all tipped towards the same end.

Chu Tingdong didn't want to mention this matter to Zhong Xun at first, fearing that his mind would start to go crazy again.

He knew that this little fool was bluffing and domineering all day long on the surface, but he was actually sensitive and paranoid.

It's like the first time he had the most intimate physical contact with the person he likes at the age of seventeen or eighteen, and the eye contact would be messed up. He thought it was a normal thing, but Zhong Xun had tossed about it countless times.

He doesn't have much self-confidence inside, and he can't tell what is love for him.

But used to being underestimated and insulted.

Every time Zhong Xun quarreled with him intermittently, and then squatted down in front of him and began to confess, his chin resting on his knees, his thick and slender eyelashes blinking back and forth, like a wronged puppy.

Chu Tingdong rubbed his head, and hated him. He ignored Zhong Xun at first, but Zhong Xun still clung to him. If he really didn't like him, did he just want to see him make a fool of himself?

Chu Tingdong was afraid that this fool would be cheated by someone in a place he didn't know, and he might have to count the money for others.

Zhong Xun would also carefully lean over to kiss his injured ankle, which was full of love, and he couldn't hide his liking, but Chu Tingdong would not be so worried if he could move a little for himself.

"Stop making trouble," Chu Tingdong wrapped his arms around the back of his neck, hooked him into his arms, hugged him and lay down, "Sleep."

Zhong Xun's eyes were blank, he didn't seem to understand what Chu Tingdong was saying, Chu Tingdong covered his rounded eyes, let him sleep, and he curled up beside him, closed his eyes and began to sleep .

After sleeping until midnight, I woke up suddenly, my back was drenched in cold sweat.

He stood up in a daze, struggled in Chu Tingdong's arms, and stared at his face.

Chu Tingdong was also woken up by him, frowned slightly, and reached out to rub his face very naturally, with a low voice, coaxing: "What's wrong?"

"Are you dead?" Zhong Xun approached him, almost bumping his nose, and asked him in a low voice.

"Not in a hurry." Chu Tingdong still thought he was about to say something, and the man's brain went around a few times before he finally came to his senses.

He hugged Zhong Xun tighter, and buried the tip of his nose in his warm neck, "I'll talk about it later."

What else can there be?

Zhong Xun lay down in a daze, opened his eyes, tossed and fell asleep and woke up again, the sky was still dark in the early morning, he got up while Chu Tingdong was still sleeping, and tiptoedly left the house.

He wandered around Xiujing Street, walked outside the ice rink, and bumped into Song Yijin head-on.

Song Yijin was crying and yawning non-stop. No matter how he looked at it, it was only all night. Zhong Xun stayed with him in the Internet cafe, and he could do something else. At least to say a word, when his brother was away, he could only play games.

It was fun at first, but it got boring after a long time.

I couldn't hold back until early in the morning, so I didn't know whether it was a late night snack or an early meal when I came out to eat.

He had black eyes, but he didn't expect that Zhong Xun's cheeks were pale, his eyes were faint blue, his whole body seemed to be thinner, and he was even more haggard than him. He froze for a moment and asked, "What's wrong?"

He couldn't help but yawned again, and joked, "Liaoer is like this, have you lost your love?"

Zhong Xun didn't hate him, didn't scold him, instead he raised his eyelids and looked at him with a pale face.

Song Yijin couldn't laugh anymore.

"Is he really sick?" Zhong Xun forgot to smoke his cigarette, with a dazed expression, and squatted on the side of the street with Song Yijin, "Damn it, he must have always wanted to heal his legs, and he won't go if he can't. What the hell, don't stay for me."

It wasn't that he was being sentimental, he really couldn't think of any reason why Chu Tingdong didn't want to leave.

Even if it was time for the college entrance examination, Chu Tingdong could still study if he was not in Ningcheng. If he hadn't been in the nursing home and his body hadn't recovered from the previous college entrance examination, he would definitely not have missed it.

Don't miss the treatment because of the exam.

"I'm afraid you will be wronged at home." Song Yijin clicked his tongue.

In fact, he also thought that just like Zhong Xunjia, coming out of the closet now has completely torn his face.

When Chu Tingdong left, they would not exist at all when Zhong Xun was there, or they would make trouble for Zhong Xun and force him to break up with Chu Tingdong. It would not be easy anyway.

"It's really not worth it," Zhong Xun took a deep breath on his cigarette, and the smoke ring quickly dispersed into the night wind in early spring, "It's fine for true love, am I fucking worthy?"

He lied to Chu Tingdong from the very beginning, even if his subsequent heartbeat was not a lie, he shamelessly took advantage of Chu Tingdong's kindness to him, and even wanted to continue to deceive him.

Maybe a lifetime will pass quickly, he can be with Chu Tingdong all the time, Chu Tingdong will never know this dirty, only remember his kindness.

Even if they are separated, all the days in Ningcheng are bright and splendid, worth remembering.

But he should have known long ago that there is no lie that cannot be exposed. The more Chu Tingdong believes in him and loves him, the worse it will be for him, and there will always be more embarrassing things waiting for him.

-

When Chu Tingdong woke up, he found that Zhong Xun was not there. Picking up his mobile phone, Zhong Xun sent him a message, saying that he had already gone to school, and bought him breakfast, telling him not to buy blindly on the way.

"Uh..." I don't know who bought it blindly.

When Chu Tingdong arrived at school, Zhong Xun was still squatting on the table reciting the text. When he turned around and saw him, he pushed up his chair to make way for him without getting up.

Chu Tingdong reluctantly went in, and as soon as he sat down, Zhong Xun seemed to be waiting for him, and handed him a cup of soy milk, even inserted the straw graciously, Chu Tingdong couldn't help reaching out and rubbing his head .

"Suddenly being so obedient," Chu Tingdong glanced at him, "What's wrong with you?"

"I've done a lot of bad things, I have to tell you." Zhong Xun was not convinced, sniffed softly and said.

Chu Tingdong smiled, turned his eyes down and turned a page of the text to test him. Zhong Xun stuttered and lost words and sentences, but it was okay, and he could barely memorize it.

It was the two of them's turn to be on duty between classes, and Zhong Xun ran downstairs to fetch water.

When I came back, the morning sun was shining straight in through the classroom windows, and the fine floating dust condensed into a colloid, setting off the clean and bright shape of spring.

Zhong Xun walked outside the classroom and stopped by the window on the side of the corridor.

Chu Tingdong had already finished wiping the blackboard, and almost mopped the floor. He sat on the desk in the back of the classroom and waited for him. The sleeves of his school uniform were slightly rolled up, revealing his cold and slender forearms, and he dunked a basketball with his fingertips.

He is thin and tall, wearing an ordinary school uniform, he looks very youthful.

He lowered his head and patted the basketball casually a few times, raised his eyes, and caught sight of Zhong Xun. Seeing that he didn't come in for some reason, he raised his brows, and raised the corners of his lips towards him.

Zhong Xun blushed slightly, pursed his lips and stared at him in a daze.

Chu Tingdong is too reliable, in his heart, he is almost omnipotent, since he was very young, Chu Tingdong can do anything he can't do.

So much so that Zhong Xun almost forgot that even if Chu Tingdong was his elder brother, he was only 19 years old.

It is a dream that has been lost for several years, confined to this messy small city, a young man who can play basketball between classes, and wants to take his favorite people to the movies at night after the exam.

After another day of class, in the evening, Chu Tingdong then went to the school hospital for infusion.

Zhong Xun insisted on following him, Chu Tingdong got a headache from being entangled, so he asked him to stay next to him to do his homework, Zhong Xun wrote one or two questions, then raised his head and reached out to touch his face.

The school infirmary hadn't turned on the lights in the evening, and the light was dim. Chu Tingdong's face was pale, half of his face was shrouded in shadows, he was much thinner, and the curve from the brow bone to the tip of the nose was extraordinarily deep.

Chu Tingdong grabbed his fidgeting hand.

"Are you finished?" Chu Tingdong asked him in a low voice.

Zhong Xun showed it to him, and when he saw Chu Tingdong lowered his eyes, he leaned over again, his chin lying on Chu Tingdong's arm, his hair was a little messy, and Chu Tingdong rubbed it, making it even more messy.

"Continue to write." After Chu Tingdong checked, he crossed out the wrong ones one by one, so that half of the paper was bright red, and returned the paper to him, and pushed him to sit up again.

Chu Tingdong was beaten up by Zhong Zhonglin for Zhong Xun before, and his injuries are barely healed now, he has been away from school for nearly two years, he has to prepare for the college entrance examination, and he has to stare at Zhong Xun, and the matter of coming out is under pressure. In his heart, there is still Zhu Qin's unresolved case... After a while, the figure skating championship will also start. He is used to this time, and he should go to training in previous years.

He doesn't feel that Zhong Xun is his burden at all, he is neither annoying nor tired, he likes Zhong Xun to stay beside him, even if he is doing his homework until he falls asleep.

But the body is out of control, and it is inevitable that the body will be physically and mentally exhausted.

I was ill for a while and recovered very slowly, so I had to come over and continue the infusion.

After the evening self-study, on the way back to the dormitory, Zhong Xun was dangling with his schoolbag, inadvertently grabbed Chu Tingdong's hand and squeezed hard, then let go the next second, his hand was cold.

Chu Tingdong's fingertips had no temperature most of the time, in contrast, Zhong Xun felt his hands were as hot as a fever.

"You might as well listen to your mother and drink some medicine." Zhong Xun muttered, his voice getting softer, anyway, Chu Tingdong listened with lowered eyes for a long time, just felt that he was weak.

Zhong Xun walked ahead, pushed open the door of Chu Tingdong's dormitory, put down his schoolbag, was caught by his arms, tightened his waist and hugged him from behind, Chu Tingdong's slightly cool palm lifted the hem of his sweater, and rubbed it On his lower abdomen, he even touched up.

"Fuck..." Zhong Xun was taken aback, and almost elbowed him on the heart, but he could barely hold back, and was held in his arms and rubbed a few times.

Chu Tingdong grabbed his wrist, not allowing him to hide, lowered his head and kissed the tip of his ear, brushed his lips against his cheek, sucked the kiss to the corner of his lips, pushed against his teeth, Zhong Xun's whole body went limp, and he was hugged by his legs .

"What's wrong with you all of a sudden." Zhong Xun hugged his neck in a panic, his face was flushed, and he was carried to the dormitory desk and put down.

"Isn't it still able to hug you?" Chu Tingdong put his arm on his side, raised his head slightly and looked at him.

Chu Tingdong's eye sockets were deep, which made his eyes look affectionate, his voice was lazy, a little ruffian, and he leaned over to kiss him.

Zhong Xun wanted to refute, he didn't want to do this with Chu Tingdong now, wouldn't it be more empty after all, but Chu Tingdong held his waist, his back was stiff and he didn't resist.

It was rare for him not to hum, he took the initiative to bite the sleeve of Chu Tingdong's school uniform, his fingertips tightened the curtain behind him, pulling it to the point of collapse, his back rubbed against the window glass, he was shivered by the cold, Chu Tingdong will be in the next moment Holding him in his arms, the spring night flowed away hazily, as if soaked in water and dispersed the fog, Zhong Xun was still choked up in the end, tears fell patter on Chu Tingdong's shoulder.

"Baby." Chu Tingdong was very gentle at the moment, gently kissing his cheeks and ears, and even kissing his forehead, calling him in a low voice.

Zhong Xun was almost tortured, he lay on Chu Tingdong's shoulder, and the tears would take a while to stop.

Chu Tingdong wanted to hug him to the bed, so he hooked his wrists around his legs. Zhong Xun's cell phone rang suddenly behind him, and both of them were inexplicably startled, as if their affair had been broken.

"Let go first." Zhong Xun's eyes and tails were flooded, his face was flushed with crimson, his voice was hoarse, he moved his waist and legs, and said in a low voice.

Chu Tingdong let go of him, and Zhong Xun turned to look at his phone.

After a glance, he pushed Chu Tingdong away, moved down from the desk, staggered and almost fell down, but was pulled by Chu Tingdong to stand still, his whole body was red as cooked shrimp, and he was about to go downstairs when he lifted his pants .

"Where are you going?" Seeing that he was in such a hurry, Chu Tingdong held him back and asked worriedly.

Zhong Xun faltered, his trousers were wet and sweaty, dripping down his legs in a mess, his cheeks were getting hotter and hotter, he almost begged for mercy, "I'll be back in a while."

Seeing that he was too ashamed to lift his head, Chu Tingdong could only let him go.

Zhong Xun ran downstairs, turned out from the back playground, and a cluster of car lights turned on in the streets and alleys outside the school.

He heaved a sigh of relief, fearing that it would be too late, he couldn't wait to leave, so he went to get the courier, a heavy cardboard box, he held it in his arms, did not go back to the dormitory, and squatted under the street lamp to unpack it.

He pressed endlessly, and still waited two months before receiving it.

He didn't expect that the packaging would be so laborious. He removed a layer of plastic and fitted several boxes tightly. Now that he has no strength in his hands, it took him more than ten minutes to unwrap it.

A pair of pure black skates, the size of which he measured with the palm of his hand. He took it out and saw that the skates were covered with translucent sheaths. Even so, he could still see a beautiful and sharp snow-white ice blade.

He wanted to dismantle it, but he was not willing to do so. His fingerprints would not be so bright. He originally wanted to wait until the college entrance examination was over before giving it to Chu Tingdong, so that he could watch him dismantle it.

Zhong Xun stood up, carefully repacked the skates into the box, and carried them to the ice rink. The box was cold, and his skin was cold through the thin sweater. He hid it in the ice rink first.

When he returned to the dormitory, Chu Tingdong had already called him a few times, but Zhong Xun didn't explain, and went to take a shower, covered in hot and humid steam, and burrowed into his arms.

"Brother, I'm sleepy and want to sleep." Zhong Xun put his arms around his neck vaguely, his tone approaching pleading.

Chu Tingdong held back his words when he reached his lips, and couldn't bear to interrogate him again, so he hugged him tightly and fell asleep.

-

"This time, our class did well in the exam." Xu Chunhong arrived in the class in the morning with a happy face. "Not only are the first and second graders in our class, but several students have also made great progress."

Zhong Xun lowered his eyelashes, and gently touched Chu Tingdong's leg with his foot under the table.

Hearing Xu Chunhong mention his name, he turned his head away, his peach blossom eyes were shining beautifully, and the endless spring scenery outside the classroom window fell on his eyes, and he smiled at Chu Tingdong.

"You did well in the exam." Chu Tingdong praised him in a low voice.

Zhong Xun's current grades are more than enough to choose a major. Chu Tingdong didn't want him to take any key points in the exam. It's good to be able to stay in school honestly. Now this score has exceeded his expectations.

It's just that there is not enough time, otherwise he thinks it can be better.

Zhong Xun chatted with him, and whispered helplessly, "Then can I go to the Internet cafe for an hour at night?"

"Uh..." Chu Tingdong said helplessly, "Go, it's only an hour."

"Go and pick me up," Zhong Xun also asked, "otherwise I won't be able to hold back, maybe I won't be back all night."

"Okay." Chu Tingdong got used to him again.

On Saturday evening, Zhong Xun walked with Song Yijin and the others after school, and Chu Tingdong wanted to stay in the classroom to do his homework. Zhong Xun walked to the door of the classroom, stopped and turned his head to look at him.

Seeing Chu Tingdong raised his head, Zhong Xun subconsciously smiled at him.

Chu Tingdong also raised the corner of his lower lip.

Chu Tingdong stayed in the classroom until dark. After finishing his homework, he put away his and Zhong Xun's papers and put them in his schoolbag. Zhong Xun asked him to pick them up at 10:30, and it was almost time now.

Behind them was the moat that had just thawed in early spring. Zhong Xun and Song Yijin squatted beside the railing to smoke, and the ash fell all over the ground.

"You said how did you think of lying to him?" Song Yijin folded his arms, his face was outrageous, "It's all right now, he really likes you, and he came out with his family because of you, that's not what you want Is it? You're upset again."

In fact, it wasn't that cold at night, but Song Yijin was shaking badly. He was so nervous that his hand holding the cigarette was numb.

"Then I'm not gay," Zhong Xun said vaguely while lighting a cigarette, "I'm not wronged, I'll take advantage of him so much, let him have fun."

He turned his head to talk to Song Yijin, and vaguely heard the sound of approaching footsteps behind him. The smoke in his mouth seemed to suddenly become bitter, which made his throat suddenly hoarse from the choking.

But his tone is still casual, "I just deliberately tricked him into being with me, and then went to the old man to come out, so mad at him, is it all my fault? If he doesn't beat me up, treat me a little better Boy, I don't have to confront him like this...Chu Tingdong, count him out of luck, who told his mother to marry this old man, who told him to transfer to come over and join me."

As soon as Zhong Xun finished speaking, Song Yijin slapped him on the shoulder. He got up and turned around, and saw Chu Tingdong in the silent night.

"You go first." Zhong Xun said to Song Yijin.

Song Yijin hesitated, afraid that Chu Tingdong would fight with Zhong Xun, but even if Zhong Xun was really beaten, he seemed to have no reason to stop him in this posture, so he made up his mind, turned around and left.

Zhong Xun lowered his eyelashes, took another deep puff with his cigarette in his mouth, then turned his head to look at Chu Tingdong, with a smile on his lips, without any apologies, "I'm so sorry, I didn't expect you to hear that."

Chu Tingdong's eyes were cold, and he looked at him expressionlessly, the suppressed hostility seemed to settle in his eyes.

Zhong Xun has been beaten by him, but he has never looked at him with such eyes, and even felt a little sore for a moment.

"Forget it, you've heard it anyway, so let me explain it to you." Zhong Xun said, "Go and see your legs, don't stay here with me, it's not worth it, and neither of us counts." Together? But you probably think so, so break up."

After he finished speaking, Chu Tingdong still didn't move, just stood there looking at him, his hands clenched into fists, as if trying to restrain something.

"I lied to you so many times, I can't even remember," Zhong Xun said with a choked throat, and smiled again, "The only time I told you the truth, and you still didn't believe me, I deserve it."

Chu Tingdong never expected to hear such words suddenly, and he even bought oden along the way and brought it to Zhong Xun.

The night is getting colder and colder, and the soup cooked in Kanto is cloudy and solidified.

Zhong Xun turned his head away, his eyes began to flush uncontrollably, he suddenly felt that he would never want to eat supper again.

In fact, Chu Tingdong has always felt that it was very wrong for Zhong Xun to suddenly pursue him. He also thought about some reasons, but he never thought of such absurd reasons.

He could also see that Zhong Xun was deliberately waiting for him to come over and wanted him to hear.

Song Yijin was so nervous that he revealed his secrets, and Zhong Xun's acting skills were not very superb, but Zhong Xun didn't care about this, he knew that Chu Tingdong would believe that he would never be able to lie in front of Chu Tingdong.

Before he figured it out, Chu Tingdong had already seen through his obvious liking.

Zhong Xun swallowed hard, Chu Tingdong didn't speak, he almost didn't even have the courage to raise his head to look at Chu Tingdong again.

He betrayed his feelings to show him, and was afraid that he would really see contempt and disgust in his eyes, like a blunt knife cutting out the heart, a pain that tore flesh and blood and spread inch by inch without end.

Chu Tingdong's eyebrows sank in the night, he looked at him coldly, and suddenly raised his hand towards him, Zhong Xun's eyelashes trembled subconsciously, but he didn't hide.

He thought that Chu Tingdong would at least give him a slap, and Chu Tingdong's palm did indeed touch his cheek.

But the force was too light to be called a beating at all, at most it was a light pat, like a caress.

Zhong Xun choked for breath, felt the temperature of his palm, tears flowed down instantly.

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