Set fire in your heart

"My name is Zhou Yeyang, your roommate."

"Thank you, your greeting."

"My name is Zhou Yeyang."

"We are roommates, thank you, your greeting."

The man's voice is slightly hoarse and smiling. He is 1.9 meters tall. This is the first time Yu Miao has seen him in reality. I don't know how old he is, but I think he will not be much older than him.

It was obvious to the naked eye that he couldn't handle this man.

Looking around, Yu Miao pursed her lips, "Heh..." she responded with a vague meaning, and her mood was not clear.

The first day of school, so many things?

Zhou Yeyang took a drag on his cigarette and said with a smile, "I heard that you had a fight with Deng Tong."

Yu Miao could guess Deng Tong, the person who had a dispute with Yu Miao because of his cheap mouth.

He wrote down the name, then walked a few steps and came in through the door, raised his head and looked at Zhou Yeyang who was occupying his bed, his imposing manner was undisturbed, and his eyes were undisguised with impatience and indifference:

"Yes, what do you want."

"Don't be angry, I'm here, just want to make friends with you."

Zhou Yeyang raised his head lazily, his slightly darker complexion was intertwined with gorgeous patterns, and the light and shadows were scattered under the dim light. Those sharp three-white eyes that looked like hawks were narrowed on Yu Miao, with a strong smile on his lips, "Look at me, Deng Tong's snarky guy should have been beaten long ago, he used to think he was like a grasshopper, and he couldn't make any tricks, but..." Looking at Yu Miao, he pointed and continued:

"Now it's time to tidy up and let him know how much he is."

Yu Miao could hear something, but Zhou Yeyang, whom he only knew for some reason, would come forward to help him. He raised his eyebrows and asked Zhou Yeyang, "Why?"

Zhou Yeyang exhaled a puff of white smoke: "I've always been eye-catching, and I wanted to make friends with you the first time I saw you. Ah, I forgot to ask, what's your name?"

From the very beginning, he was very familiar, but he was indeed the type that could not be easily provoked at first glance.There is a saying that a strong dragon does not overwhelm a snake.

Yu Miao couldn't be indifferent, he knew his own situation very well, his mobile phone was confiscated and he couldn't contact others, and he was picked on when he met someone, and the teacher's attitude was strange,

What a fucking pain.Yu Miao restrained her emotions and said her name expressionlessly:

"Yu Miao."

"Yu Miao..." Zhou Yeyang read it again. He raised his eyes and looked up and down the tall young man in front of him with interest. Legs, waist, and bruises did not hide his handsome face.

Naturally, I thought of the "grand occasion" of teenagers' social software on mobile phones.

He just opened the social software on this phone, and it suddenly froze. A few seconds later, on the page, countless friends in the contacts had applied for red dots, and there was room for 99+ comments.I clicked in and saw that the content of the boy's space was extremely cold, except for a photo posted a few months ago that he had just finished playing.

I don't know which friend took the photo, but the technology is not good enough, and the photo was not taken well, and there are some afterimages.At night, the boy in the black ball uniform is twisting the cap of the Coke bottle, his skin is as white as snow.The thin leg muscles are still tense and stretched. He leans lazily on the concrete steps behind him, and he can see a good appearance. Under the dim lights of the basketball court at night, he looks at the camera indifferently. smile.

Behind him are layers of leaf waves gilded with street lamps, obscure, bright, and unreal, his dark eyes flicker with fragmentary brilliance because of his smile, and when he looks directly at him, his whole body has the luster of the night moon. It's hard to look away.

Now, Zhou Yeyang's eyes are fixed on the injured and smudged mouth of this handsome young man, his eyes are slightly dark, and he licks the cigarette holder with the tip of his tongue, with a half-smile.

Yu Miao was looked at like a light on his back. This kind of unscrupulous scrutiny made him annoyed. He closed his eyes and clenched his fists with his hands beside him, "You are really kind, want to be my friend? All right, give me your phone."

Yu Miao has always used her mobile phone for games, music and watching videos, and social software can be ignored for a month.He is a person who pays attention to practical communication, and he is too lazy to socialize on the Internet, so there are not many secrets in his phone, and he is too lazy to set a password.

But having no secret doesn't mean that Yu Miao is indifferent to others looking at his phone.

"Give me the phone." Yu Miao stretched out her hand.

Let Zhou Yeyang take it to "play", and can't leave this ghost place... He feels that many things cannot continue according to his mood and thoughts.

This feeling is terrible.Being restrained, being controlled... This feeling of being weak.

"Hey, what's your attitude kid!"

"Haven't you been taught enough today?"

Zhou Yeyang didn't say anything, but other people in the dormitory picked up the conversation.

"I said you boy, how dare you talk to brother Yang like that! I think you are looking for a beating!" A rough voice sounded, and Zhou Yeyang walked up to a man of ethnic minorities who was bigger than Yu Miao and was also extraordinarily strong. He squeezed his wrist, Cackling and gesturing as if about to punch him.

The martial arts school has practiced real kung fu. All the men are tall and muscular, no matter how bad they are, they also have muscles. In comparison, the teenagers are like harmless cubs who have strayed into the wolf's den. Apart from their wildness, they are extremely thin.

He stood under the light, the shadow made his handsome and handsome facial features deep, the injuries all over his body were clearly visible, and the corners of his mouth were still bruised, facing the approach of the strong man without the slightest fear, he still stretched out his hand, his pair of eyes stared straight at Zhou Yeyang The depths of his dark pupils were burning.

"You guy-"

——"Okay, Lang Gai."

Zhou Ye, who had been smiling all the time, closed his eyes and spit out a mouthful of white smoke, but what he said made the aggressive man stop instantly, and he stood obediently with his hands down by his legs.

Standing upright with the support of the bed, Zhou Yeyang is 1.9 meters tall and stands out from the crowd. His back is as straight as a hill. He looked around and said lightly:

"Let's all go, this brother is very suitable for my eyes, I really want to make friends with him..."

He flicked the cigarette ash with one hand, with such force that the sound pierced through the air.After many years of training, his skin color is very dark, and the top lights are sprinkled on the bare waist of a tiger-backed bee. The muscles are full, and the momentum of wild tension is overwhelming.

His smiling face has always been inconsistent with his appearance and lacks aggression, but it does not reduce the threat in other people's senses. On the contrary, he has a deep image of him as a "smiling tiger".

The people around looked at each other in blank dismay, not daring to disobey his words, the air was silent for two or three seconds before they walked away and closed the door.Yu Miao followed the last person away from the back with her eyes, and the big door closed bit by bit to annihilate the light outside, and isolate the noise of other dormitories.

From the hallway came the shrill voice of the housekeeper's aunt—"It's time to turn off the lights, those who haven't washed, wash up quickly! Don't make trouble!"

"Go wash up." Zhou Yeyang seemed very understanding.

Yu Miao glanced at Zhou Yeyang, then went straight to his bed, stepped on the iron railing on the edge of the bed and began to take off his shoes, he untied the shoelaces.

Zhou Yeyang snuffed out the cigarette butts in the ashtray, leaned on the table and looked at the boy, and asked, "How old is it?"

There are fewer people, and the dormitory where two people stay, the night is more quiet, and the atmosphere adds an indistinguishable meaning.

Zhou Yeyang looked at the boy curled up, his slender fingers untied the shoelaces, and his feet faded out. Unlike his scarred legs, his feet were thin and pale. His tail was like a closed butterfly wing, and his brows and eyes were restrained by his smudged face and silent attitude, which made him feel fragile and beautiful.

"Thirteen."

As he said that, he took off his socks and put them in his shoes, and Yu Miao stepped into his slippers with bare feet. Seeing that Zhou Yeyang's attitude was not very targeted, and the weather was so hot, he was going to go to the water pipe for a flush.

Hook up the hem of the clothes with both hands, and take off the top and T-shirt from bottom to top.

In the summer night, cicadas sing everywhere, and their loud and clear singing sounds like carving knives, trying to cut through the night sky.Moths fluttered and flicked the light bulb on top, and everything was buzzing.

Bit by bit, revealing a color brighter than moonlight, red and green mixed but ambiguous... It is undeniable that Zhou Yeyang took a breath and was attracted by all eyes.

The author says:

Put one before the exam, friends who have the same college entrance examination, come on! !

Damn it, post it again, why a few hundred words due to a bug!