he is a transparent person

During the exam week, Jiang Yao was so busy that he read at night with his roommate every day, for fear that he would fail the class if he was not careful.

He Ming ran to Jiang Yao's dormitory from time to time, the two of them shoulder to shoulder, head to head, reviewing while dating, sometimes the roommate couldn't help but tease them when they saw that the two were too tired, but after a few times It's not surprising to get used to it.

With five days left before the holiday, Jiang Yao unexpectedly received a message from Xie Zhijin. He almost thought that he had misread it, and after finally regaining his composure a little, ripples appeared in his heart.

Seven years have made Xie Zhijin deeply rooted in his heart, and many years of habits have made him do his best just to control himself not to contact Xie Zhijin first, let alone to not care about seeing the three words Xie Zhijin.

Book: Production ○ The words on the Ge Wo Ci book seemed to be floating in front of my eyes, and I couldn't read any of them. Jiang Yao took a deep breath and clicked on the chat page with Xie Zhijin.

Xie Zhijin asked him, "Did you buy the ticket?"

Jiang Yao remembered that Jiang's mother had called him the day before yesterday, asking him to take the same train home as Xie Zhijin, and Xie Zhijin had also been instructed to ask him out of politeness.

Xie Zhijin broke the deadlock between the two first, but Jiang Yao was not happy, because this was not Xie Zhijin's original intention, it seemed more like he had to contact him reluctantly.

When he was suffering because of falling out with Xie Zhijin, Xie Zhijin seemed to be calm and calm.

Jiang Yao's throat was sore, he tapped and clicked send, "I will buy it myself."

It took him nearly 15 minutes to reply, but Xie Zhijin seemed to be waiting for his message on his phone, and replied almost in seconds, "Which bus?"

Jiang Yao hesitated and didn't answer.

In fact, he didn't plan to go home right away. He had already made an appointment with He Ming to spend a few days in the newly opened hot spring resort in the neighboring city after the exam.

The phone vibrated, and Xie Zhijin actually called him.

Jiang Yao's heart trembled accordingly, and at the same time, He Ming's smiling face appeared in his mind, so he gritted his teeth and hung up.

He was afraid that he would regret it, so he typed quickly, "I won't be in the same class as you, I will tell my parents about it, and you don't have to worry about me."

After the message was sent, Jiang Yao was too anxious to sit still, and stood up with a hoo.

The roommate who was studying hard was taken aback by him and looked at him strangely. He had no time to take care of it, so he walked quickly to the balcony to enjoy the air.

The bitter cold wind made his eyes moist, but in the end he just sucked his nose hard to press back the wetness, and did not let the north wind succeed in blowing him out of tears.

Xie Zhijin didn't know whether he didn't agree with what he said, or he was too lazy to respond. He blew on the balcony for half an hour, until he was dizzy and dizzy, and couldn't wait for the other party's reply.

Jiang Yao suddenly felt like a clown, and couldn't help but patted himself on the head with red eyes.

In the evening, Jiang Yao received a call from Jiang's mother. Before he could say a word, Jiang's mother said, "You and Zhijin's tickets to go home have been arranged by Uncle Xie for you. It will be at 14:11 on the 30th. When you arrive, call your dad, and he will pick you up at the exit."

Jiang Yao said in surprise, "Mom, let uncle refund my ticket, I still have something to do..."

"What can you do? It's fine if you don't go home for the Mid-Autumn Festival this year. Where else do you want to go now that it's winter vacation? I know you will go home as soon as the holiday is over. It's good for you. When you go out to study, your heart will go wild."

Jiang Yao has been frequently compared with Xie Zhijin since the day he met Xie Zhijin, and now hearing Jiang's mother mention Xie Zhijin again, he feels indescribable.

He has always been a well-behaved child in the eyes of his parents. Except for the stubborn decision to repeat his studies without giving in, he obediently obeyed his parents' arrangements for other things. But at this moment, he remembered He Ming's enthusiastic expression when he was doing the strategy.

"We go to forest parks, or playgrounds and museums during the day, and at night we soak in the open-air hot spring in the hotel room. There is also a seafood market nearby. Don't you like seafood? You can eat your fill then. "

Like He Ming, he is also looking forward to this short trip. If He Ming finds out that he can't go, he will be very disappointed.

Jiang Yao bit the soft flesh inside his lips, mustered up the courage to fight, "Mom, I want to go back on the 17th, it's just a few days late, it's not like I won't go home."

"Then tell me, what can you do?"

Jiang Yao lost his voice. He didn't know if his parents could accept his relationship with He Ming, so he didn't dare to tell the truth for a while.

"What's wrong with going home early? You haven't come back for more than three months. The winter vacation is so short. What can't be dealt with when you go back to school?"

Jiang Yao said nonuo, "But..."

"How can you say you don't listen, kid? Don't let it go. Come back and cook pork ribs for you."

Mother Jiang no longer gave him a chance to refuse, and after a few more instructions, she hung up the call.

Jiang Yao couldn't breathe, and felt extremely depressed. After sitting for a while, he realized that something was wrong.

He just told Xie Zhijin today that he didn't take the same bus as the other party, but Jiang's mother called him that night. Is this a coincidence, or did Xie Zhijin tell his family something?

Jiang Yao was fidgeting, and then he thought, is there any need for Xie Zhijin to go home with him?

No.

He didn't dare to be sentimental anymore.

The most urgent task at the moment is how to open his mouth to tell He Ming the bad news. Jiang Yao temporarily put Xie Zhijin behind him, lying on the table depressed, but no matter how he escaped, he still had to face it.

At 06:30, Jiang Yao met He Ming at the stairs on time, and the two went downstairs to have dinner together.

Jiang Yao suffered from indigestion after eating a meal, and wanted to speak out a few times, but the words got stuck in his throat again.

He Ming saw that he was depressed, slowly poked the beef in the bowl, and said, "Is it about traveling?"

Jiang Yao tightened his chopsticks in surprise, "What about you?"

"How do I know?" He Ming curled his lips without a smile, "Guess."

Obviously, he didn't want Jiang Yao to praise him for being smart.

Jiang Yao couldn't eat, his heart was in a mess, and he explained, "I haven't been home this semester, and my family wants me to go back soon."

He Ming nodded, and said very rationally, "It should."

The two settled the bill and walked back.

Jiang Yao followed He Ming anxiously, and said guiltily, "I'm sorry."

He Ming stopped, sat down on the stool on the school road, looked up at Jiang Yao who was cramped, and said with a smile, "There is nothing to be sorry about."

Bai Jing's slender hand patted the seat beside him, Jiang Yao sat down, and heard the other party continue, "It's not a big deal, I will cancel the hotel reservation, and I accept your apology, but..."

Jiang Yao looked at He Ming, who slightly raised his head to look at the star-studded sky, and turned his eyes slightly to meet him, "I want to know, where can I rank in your heart?"

The starlight leaked into He Ming's eyes, which were obviously very bright pupils, but at this moment they were covered with a layer of mist.

Jiang Yao felt uncomfortable because of He Ming's expression. He put his fingers together and said, "I'll call home later, we'll go..."

"Jiang Yao," He Ming shook his head lightly, "it's not a question of whether to go or not, what I mean is, can you choose me first this time, or many times in the future?"

"Actually, not only did I guess that you couldn't travel with me, I also guessed that you would go home with Xie Zhijin, right?"

"You chose Xie Zhijin between me and Xie Zhijin."

Jiang Yao's heart was hit hard by a hammer.

He Ming got a lot of guesses right, but only the last sentence was wrong - he fought for it, and also refused to go back with Xie Zhijin. He wanted to explain to He Ming, but He Ming spoke before him.

"Sometimes I feel that you have never belonged to me, even if you are by my side at this moment, you are far away from me."

He Ming's voice was soft, with a touch of melancholy, "I also wonder if you really like me, or if you love me because you don't make me sad, pity me, and sympathize with me. One point from Xie Zhijin, if one day he turns around, will you leave me without hesitation?"

Jiang Yao saw transparent cracks on He Ming's body, as if he could be broken into thousands of pieces with just a light blow.

He was so distressed that his fingertips were trembling. For a moment, he felt like a heinous villain. The other party taught him the true meaning of love, but he covered the bright and bright He Ming with a layer of dust, lost It lost the brilliance it should have had.

He Ming stretched out his arms and slowly hugged him, the familiar fragrance wrapped him up from all directions, He Ming sighed, "What should I do, Jiang Yao, I like you so much..."

Jiang: Production ○ Ge Wo Ciyao felt He Ming's uneasiness, but he couldn't see He Ming's deep eyes in the dark night - that was the desire and stubbornness that was bound to be won by him, and gradually became stronger with the accumulation of years .

Jiang Yao hugged He Ming helplessly, and said sincerely, "I like you too, He Ming, don't be sad."

"How about compared with Xie Zhijin?"

He is bound to ask Jiang Yao to give an answer tonight.

The breathing light of the mobile phone hidden in the pocket quietly flashed non-stop.

Giving lovers a sense of security is one of the compulsory courses in love, and Jiang Yao is also practicing hard.

When you like someone, you will instinctively want the other person to be happy. He already made He Ming so unhappy because he couldn't go on a trip with He Ming, so how could he let He Ming be sad again?

Jiang Yao said, "I like you."

Afraid that He Ming, who was insecure, would not believe it, he mumbled and added, "I like you more."

The corners of He Ming's lips curled up sincerely, he knew in his heart that Xie Zhijin still occupied half of Jiang Yao's heart, maybe more, Jiang Yao just didn't want him to be disappointed.

Since he was a child, he knew that he could not be called lucky. With a violent father, a poor family, and an unfortunate childhood, he needs to work twice as hard as ordinary people to get what he wants.

Only Jiang Yao, who was a child, let him understand that he can get kindness and love without any conditions.

In the dead of night, he couldn't help making assumptions. If he hadn't been separated from Jiang Yao back then, he would have been the one who lived through Jiang Yao's entire youth, and he would have been the one Jiang Yao liked wholeheartedly, but the world is not as good as people want.

He was absent from Jiang Yao's world for nine years.

I don't know if Jiang Yao has made new friends, will he also distribute milk and bread to his bruised companions, will he swear to others that I will protect you, will he meet him again?

He was looking forward to, looking forward to, guarding the memories, which almost became a morbid obsession.

But when he grew up enough to stand in front of Jiang Yao on his own, Xie Zhijin was already by Jiang Yao's side.

Xie Zhijin's low-hanging fruit is his wish, and he is not reconciled.

What about love mixed with guilt and sympathy?

As long as Jiang Yao's love can be divided, as long as Jiang Yao loves him.

He is just lucky.

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The mobile phone placed on the table beeped, ding——

It was the bus message from Father Xie, "Your Aunt Jiang and Jiang Yao have agreed, you two will return together."

The corners of Xie Zhijin's lips pursed slightly, and his heart that had been floating for a day gradually calmed down.

"You don't have to worry about me.": Produced

Looking at these six words again, I still feel dazzling.

He saves the information.

A phone call and a few words can make Jiang Yao and himself go home. Even though it sounds like coercion, and he knows that his behavior today can be called despicable, he still can't stop himself from making mistakes.

Many days of insomnia made Xie Zhijin's face paler. He frowned slightly, and just as he was about to contact Jiang Yao, a voice message came into his inbox.

Xie Zhijin hesitated for a moment, and clicked to open it.

The familiar voice poured into his ears like a strong wind.

"I like you too, He Ming, don't be sad."

"How about compared with Xie Zhijin?"

"like you."

"I like you more."

With a few words, Xie Zhijin's always quiet world was broken with an absolutely fierce offensive.

Strong winds and heavy snow roared, followed by torrential rain and lightning.

His ten fingers suddenly began to tremble slightly like a terminally ill patient uncontrollably, and the name of the pathogen was Lost Jiang Yao.

Three ways

Xiaohe: I will be pissed off at anyone who poachs me, or who won't let my wife and I go on a trip.