Schoolboy becomes boyfriend

When he came out of the hospital, Jiang Tian sent him back to Tianyi Garden at Song Enyu's request.Jiang Tian went upstairs with Song Enyu on his back, and gave instructions on how to use the external medicine. After bringing in all the luggage, he left.

Song Enyu was the only one left in the huge house, and he lay back on the familiar bed, and the quilt was full of familiar smells.He couldn't help but think back to the absurdity of the two of them the night before yesterday.

He pulled down his collar again, looked sideways, and the redness and swelling on his shoulders subsided a lot.Every time he hugs and does these things, his instinctive reaction is only joy.The honesty of the body seems to be the most natural expression of love, and he does not reject it, and sometimes he will even take the initiative to ask for such intimacy.

At that time, there were no strange emotions. Love can make people sink and get lost.But now that he was thinking about it alone, he suddenly felt that his appearance of begging for favor was very strange.The eyes seem to be covered with tulle, and countless lingering lingering can overflow through the haze, even a simple hug can't satisfy, it can only melt and melt into a puddle of water.

That night Jiang Zhixu read Shakespeare's poems, but now he can only think of another sentence: Love, and the same charcoal, burning, need to find ways to ask cooling. Allow anarbitrary, its necessary to heart charred. (Love, like charcoal, burns, and you have to find a way to cool it down. Let it do what it wants, and it will burn a heart.)

In the constant thinking, he had some complicated emotions for the first time.

Not long after he came back, after answering Jiang Zhixu's call, he fell into a deep sleep and didn't even eat lunch.The tense state of preparing for the exam for a month has finally relaxed, and he just wants to sleep.

When he woke up again, it was already dark. He raised his hand to turn on the light, took the phone, and first saw several missed calls from Jiang Zhixu.Then came hundreds of WeChat messages.

He didn't return the call, but opened WeChat curiously to see what news was blowing up again.But he never expected that this time it was his own.

When he saw those photos and accompanying text, Song Enyu felt a sudden chill in his back, and then his whole body was frozen, as if he was standing naked in a winter night.

Weng Yaxin's phone call came, and Song Enyu was in a daze for a long time before answering it.Weng Ya said anxiously, "En Yu, are you okay?"

Song Enyu searched for his own voice, and began to try his best to explain: "Ya Xin, those, those people in those photos are not me. It's really not me, I don't, I really don't..."

Weng Yaxin was relieved: "I know, of course I believe you. It's just that I don't know where those photos came from? Besides, you can see the photos of someone walking around the campus behind your back, and the other person holding your feet." It's your face, everyone preconceives that the photos that follow are also you. Don't be afraid, I'm also asking who took those photos today. "

After Song Enyu sprained his ankle, he was carried on the campus by Jiang Tian. Photos of the two of them talking and laughing were taken, followed by a bunch of unsightly photos in nightclubs, clubs, and bathing centers.It was edited into pictures and texts and posted on the Post Bar of the High School Affiliated to Shanghai University.The main character in those fake photos is also slender, with slightly curly short-to-medium-length hair, and a few high-profile nose bridges, which at first glance will really replace Song Enyu's appearance.

The post has been turned crazy, and most of them are with gossip curiosity, "repost first, read later".But there are still many people who have begun to slander, "The reputation of the High School Affiliated to Shanghai University is going to be ruined! Let's take a look behind closed doors. If this spreads, I will have no face to enter the school."

"I didn't say that, this person got rid of the principal and class teacher by himself last time, and even let the class be dismissed. Now it seems that Dong Haotian's imprisonment is really wronged, and he is right."

"Students in Class [-], Grade [-], you are looking for good luck. You must pay attention to stay away from this kind of person, and be careful not to be infected with AIDS."

"Wow! The first few pictures really look like pure campus essays, but the last ones make me sick to my stomach. I really climbed up Kongtong Mountain overnight."

Every sentence was like a sharp thorn in his heart, and he was still swiping the screen, trying to find even a neutral comment among the vicious comments.The fingers seemed to be rubbing back and forth on the blade, and a person was torn into pieces in a sudden whirlwind.

Finally he curled up in the quilt and began to vent his grievances profusely.Jiang Zhixu hurried home, going upstairs with two steps at a time.

After finishing her work this evening, when she was about to pack up her things and go home, Han Lin hurriedly found herself with her mobile phone. When she handed it over to her, there were photos of Song Enyu and Jiang Tian on the screen, and then she saw the fake photos mixed with the real ones.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Song Enyu's trembling back, his hand still scanning the forum.Jiang Zhixu grabbed the phone and threw it on the ground: "Don't look at it, don't look at it."

Song Enyu had no more tears, he was just helpless and didn't know how to explain it to everyone.He repeated over and over again: "That person is not me, not me."

Jiang Zhixu picked him up and nodded: "I know, I know. Don't think about it, I have already called the police. The IP address of the post will be found soon, and the person who spreads the rumor will be arrested soon. Don't be afraid!"

Song Enyu was still muttering, his eyes were desolate, and the light dimmed little by little.He was tired, and the tiredness in his heart surged like this.From Dong Haohua gathering so many people to insult himself to now that this kind of photo has been circulated wildly and attracted a lot of abuse, his wound has never healed, it is he who chooses to cover up and ignore it.The scar that hadn't healed until now was torn open again, and the bloody rotten flesh was turned out.

He could no longer bear the pain and the rotten smell.

Song Enyu asked seriously: "But we can't call the police all our lives."

Jiang Zhixu was stunned, and he asked, "What do you mean?"

"What I mean is that those who fabricate those photos to slander me should indeed be punished. But what he said is right, I did like a man, and I fell in love with him for the first time when I was there." Song Enyu said He spoke slowly like this, as if he was telling someone else's story.

A kind of fear spread in Jiang Zhixu's heart, it was the kind of familiar fear that he had when his mother left.He knew the meaning behind Song Enyu's words.

Sure enough, after a pause, Song Enyu still said: "Let's separate, Jiang Zhixu."

Jiang Zhixu was stunned, and he murmured: "Xiao Yu, this matter, today is my fault, if I go to pick you up, such a thing will not happen."

Song Enyu shook his head. He didn't know whether he broke up on impulse or after deliberation. His mind was blank now, he just wanted to escape, he just wanted to hide in a hole that others couldn't see, and lick the wound to heal himself.He got up and sat on Jiang Zhixu's lap, wrapped his arms around the other's neck, and said with a smile: "The first time we met, you asked me to hug you like this. At that time, I just thought I met a pervert." Song Enyu Smiling, tears streamed down Jiang Zhixu's neck along his cheeks.

"I didn't expect that later on, I just wanted to hang on to you like this. Jiang Zhixu, I like you very much, just like Wanhe meets Qiuyu. Although it is late, it is still full of nectar. You make me feel The suffering of 18 years has meaning. But now it seems that it is not what I thought. I have always felt that I am not afraid of other people’s strange eyes, but I didn’t realize until today that I am not afraid of people’s words, but I have to be in people’s words Survive. So..."

Jiang Zhixu's Adam's apple moved slightly, and he put his hands aside, he didn't even dare to raise his hand to hug Song Enyu back: "So you choose to give up."

"Jiang Zhixu..."

"Okay." Jiang Zhixu agreed bluntly, "I'll take you home after this matter is settled."

Song Enyu's arms around Jiang Zhixu's neck gradually dropped, and he lay back on the bed quietly: "Okay."

Jiang Zhixu covered the quilt for him, got up and left.

Jing Jing began to penetrate into Song Enyu's pores like an ant, and he suddenly began to tremble slightly, breathing rapidly, and stretched out his hand to grasp anxiously.But everything is like quicksand, the tighter you hold it, the faster it will be lost.After a while, the coldness of the whole body hit, as if he stumbled and fell into the sea, and the feeling of suffocation filled his throat.In the gradually lost eyes, he caught the last ray of light.

When I woke up again, it was already the afternoon of the second day.He rubbed his head, which was still in pain, and saw the breakfast on the bedside table at a glance, but this time there was no note from Jiang Zhixu.

Recalling yesterday's discomfort, those photos flashed before his eyes again, and he felt nauseous in an instant, and hurried to the bathroom. He hadn't eaten since yesterday, and now he only retched.Wait for the nausea to pass before turning on the tap to rinse.Amidst the patter of water, he thought of what he had said with Jiang Zhixu last night.

It hurts, my heart constricts and twists.He covered his heart, sat on the toilet next to him, and took a long time to breathe again.Even if you have to suffer like this, you won't take back what you said.Not because liking a man is so hard to say.It's just that he can't go on, because he can't hide in Tianyi Garden all his life and never see the sun, nor can he hide from people's words all his life, begging forgiveness from the world, and understanding from others.

So be it, call it a day.

Back in the bedroom, Song Enyu endured the discomfort and began to pack his things.Fortunately, the luggage brought back from the school has not been moved, just pack the things in Tianyi Court.

But when he opened the cabinet, it was like opening the valve of memories, and all the sweetness and happiness of being with that person rushed to his face.There is always a shirt next to every suit that is ironed flat and drooping. He knows that this is Jiang Zhixu's "masterpiece", and he will help him collect the clothes and hang them neatly together like this.It's not just clothes that want to be together, but him and his boy.

Song Enyu turned around and leaned against the cabinet door, and began to cry bitterly, his legs were hard to stand still, and he slid along the cabinet door and sat on the ground, rubbing his chest and howling continuously.He remembered that they still had so many promises. He said that Jiang Zhixu was his window to see the world. Through the eyes of the other party, he could see the distant stars, the aurora, and the snow on the Alps.

I have seen the world through your eyes.

Unfortunately, everything has come to an abrupt end now.

As soon as Jiang Zhixu got home, he heard bursts of crying from the second floor. He hurried upstairs and saw Song Enyu paralyzed on the ground, curled up in a ball, trembling non-stop.

After Jiang Zhixu was broken up last night, he hasn't changed much. He still feels distressed and wants to protect him. He stepped forward, hugged him as usual, and said softly, "It's cold on the ground."

Song Enyu pushed him away suddenly, tears had blurred his vision, he kept backing away from the hazy face in front of him, and said hysterically: "Can you not touch me? Don't touch me, don't touch me. I really Please." The last words have been blurred by gasping for breath.

But Jiang Zhixu still heard clearly, his eyes were stained with sadness, and he asked seriously: "Do you really hate me so much? Do you really feel so disgusted by my approaching and touching?"

"Yes." Song Enyu said without hesitation, "As soon as you touch me, I will unconsciously think of those photos, all the kisses between you and me, and the countless times I hugged you naked. , I will be afraid, afraid that one day I will become the person in the photo. I can't control this thought, sorry, I, I really will, disgusting."

The last two words did not make a sound, but the mouth shape told Jiang Zhixu his true feelings.This is his uncontrollable reaction. Whenever he thinks of Jiang Zhixu's intimate moments, he will think of those unsightly scenes.

But he compared two completely different things together, and told the other party fiercely that it was just so disgusting.

Jiang Zhixu laughed, his desolate smile was full of sadness, he stood up and retreated to the door, and said softly, "It's cold on the ground, get up first."

He picked up the lunch box outside the door again, and put it carefully at the door: "I haven't eaten for two days, so I bought some hot porridge. You can drink it while it's hot. I'm staying at the company for the past few days. When you pack up and leave Just ask Jiang Tian to take you to the train station."

He spoke slowly like this, without any waves, just as calm as the confession at the beginning.It doesn't seem to be a big deal.

Before turning around and closing the door, he finally said: "When you leave, don't tell me, safe journey."

The door finally closed with a "bang", Song Enyu got up again, staggered towards the door, and the moment he grabbed the doorknob and wanted to open it, he suddenly raised his hand and slapped himself on the face fiercely.

Just like that, with the sound of the car starting to drive away, Song Enyu tore off today's calendar and imprinted it on his heart forever.

In the evening, he started to pack his luggage. Weng Yaxin called. He hadn't touched his phone for a day. Yesterday, Jiang Zhixu threw the phone on the floor and smashed a corner.He simply cleaned up the debris and picked it up.It was Weng Ya who asked eagerly: "How are you? En Yu."

Song Enyu said weakly: "Well, what's the matter?"

Weng Yaxin began to tell him the progress of this matter: "Those photos were taken by Zhao Hezhou and his roommate. They were chatting in the group at the beginning, and then they spread outside. The police have already looked for them. But that They didn’t post the post. Later, the police locked the IP today, and when they found the place, it was already empty.”

Almost at the same time, Han Lin was also reporting Jiang Zhixu's follow-up progress. Han Lin's younger brother happened to be Zhao Hezhou's roommate, who was under [-] years old. When the police asked her, she had to accompany her as a guardian.

"The person who posted the post was called Han Zhouyi. On the surface, he was just a network administrator of an Internet cafe, but in fact he was a hacker. Those photos were identified by the police as forged and processed. When the police went, the person had already run away. The information found later is People have gone to California."

Jiang Zhixu said calmly, "Okay, I see."

Just when he was about to die, Han Lin hurriedly added: "Director Jiang, I apologize to you. I'm really sorry this time. It's because I have neglected to discipline that brat."

Jiang Zhixu: "It has nothing to do with you, and I won't think much of you because of this matter. What's more, you have been working overtime with me, of course you don't have time to discipline. I know about this matter, don't think too much about it. "

After hanging up the phone, the neon light was reflected in the pair of dark pupils, meeting the bottomless black color.He galloped all the way to the bank of the Hujiang River.

That night, no one saw Jiang Zhixu again, and no one contacted him again.

What was the result, Song Enyu didn't seem to care anymore, the biggest damage of this incident was not here at all, he didn't even pay attention to Zhao Hezhou's apology.Weng Yaxin and a few classmates posted a clarification post on the post bar, which was reposted thousands of times. Some people apologized and some people questioned it.But it doesn't matter anymore.

Anyway, never coming back.

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