Sparrow Feather

"Hey, didn't you say that if you can't eat spicy food, don't eat it. Did someone force you?" The boy's tone was full of sarcasm and sarcasm.

The sparrow next to him was so hot that he couldn't speak, he just drank water like crazy, who would have thought that there was such a shameless thing next to him saying such shameless words.

Who persuaded someone to eat spicy food just now?

However, who would have thought...a man who is two meters tall can't eat spicy food, and a boy who is 1.7 meters tall can't even blush when he eats spicy food, life is really, abnormal...

After a while, Sparrow finally felt the spiciness and heat dissipate. Looking at the young man in front of him still eating chili with a smile, Sparrow finally added another label in his heart. When eating spicy food.

"Why can't you eat spicy food? Soyinka's diet is famous for its spicy food," the boy asked curiously.

"Because I left my hometown early," Sparrow opened a bottle of water.

"Oh, why did you leave your hometown?" The young man asked curiously, drinking the white wine in front of him. Yes, sparrows can't even tolerate the spiciness of white wine. At first, the young man thought it was because the sparrow was used to being stingy, but later Only then did I realize that this person's tongue was so delicate that he didn't even dare to touch it.

"Because I'm so fucked up, too crazy, I always think I'm in charge of everything!" Sparrow smiled and took a sip of the water in front of him.

"So rebellious!" the boy exclaimed.

"Then why did you leave your hometown?" Sparrow asked casually. In fact, he regretted it as soon as he opened his mouth. Generally speaking, he would not bother to ask about these things. And the deeper the bondage, the harder it is for him to get out, and he has long felt that the identity of a young man is not simple.

But he still asked, no matter it was casual or whatever, if the boy wanted to answer, he would listen, and if he didn't want to answer, he would never ask again.

The young man took a sip of wine and said, "Actually, I don't know either. I just heard about this place suddenly, and then I knew that this place is my hometown. Then you know, people are so impulsive, and they all want to come and see the place where they were born. Place, in fact, if it wasn’t you, I would have given up a long time ago…”

The young man took another sip of wine and said, "Actually, the homeland always gives people something for you to discover and find him... For example, my sense of taste, for example, yours..."

The teenager was lethargic, he was drunk.

"My what?" Sparrow still wanted to hear the boy's answer, name?he guessed.

But the boy didn't answer. The sparrow waited for a while, but the boy still didn't answer. With a sigh, the sparrow picked up the boy and went back to the room.

Putting the young man on the bed gently, Sparrow couldn't help laughing, his previous self was definitely not so gentle, but the young man still felt that he was not gentle?How gentle was his gentleness before?Like Count Borat's silk?

The sparrows started smoking, on the balcony, because teenagers don't like the smell of smoke.

The sparrow is still beginning to face up to this problem. Where can a young boy with such a delicate but tough appearance be raised? Of course, it cannot be Earl Borat’s little sparrow. It should be the secret canary, but it should not be Earl Borat’s. Canary, but it's someone else's... Anyway, anyway...

The sparrow put out the cigarette, and stopped thinking about those illusory things. He was just a little drunk today, yes, that's it...

That's why there are those inexplicable thoughts, those inexplicable crazy thoughts...

But the sparrow couldn't sleep, he knew that he had to sleep now to restrain himself, but he couldn't sleep now, he looked at the boy's veil, looked at the boy's sleeping posture, thought about the boy's blue eyes, those talking pupils.

Thinking about half of what the boy said, he still couldn't restrain himself in the end, and pushed the boy, but he didn't wake up, so he pushed again.

The boy was a little angry, and the sparrow knew it, but he just wanted to know the answer now.

So pushing again...

"What are you doing! Sleep!" The boy's tone was very irritated.

"Like mine?" Sparrow asked very seriously.

"Oh, sleep! Let's talk tomorrow!" The boy was very dissatisfied and turned over.

"Sleep when you finish talking, sleep when you finish talking," the sparrow coaxed.

"Oh, you're so annoying!" the boy refused, burying his head in the quilt.

"Oh, well, you go to sleep," Sparrow looked at the young man, but gave up.

He stood up, walked outside, and wanted to smoke again.

"Are you going to smoke again? How many times have I told you! Smoking is not good! Can't you cherish yourself! Also, I won't answer you! Don't you know how to torture me twice more! You are so stupid!" the teenager He sat down and roared at the sparrow.

"You really..." The young man burst into tears again without realizing it, "

Really, why are you like this..."

"Hey, hey, I was wrong about this, I was wrong, don't cry, don't, I don't smoke, I don't smoke, and I don't disturb your sleep, really..." The sparrow was a little incoherent, not knowing what to say , watching the boy's tears flow more and more, I was really flustered, I wanted to slap myself in the mouth...

"Really, what are you doing!" Seeing that the sparrow was about to hit him, the boy cried again.

"No, I didn't do anything..." Sparrow's tone was cautious, and he didn't know what to say.

"You are really... How can there be someone like you in the world!" The boy didn't know what to say.

In the end, I cried and cried with a "puchi" and laughed again.

"Hey, it's good to laugh, it's good to laugh..." Sparrow felt relieved again.

"You're really, really stupid, you know that?" The boy held the sparrow's face in his hands.

Sparrow was a little surprised, he saw the boy's blue eyes, which were brighter after crying just now.

When the sparrow was in a trance, the boy really fell asleep. Now waking him up is not a question of crying, but a question of wanting to eat chili, so the sparrow is still afraid, but did it really happen just now?

Just now, the boy held his face and said, "Your eyes, Soyinka's unique black eyes..."

"Anywhere..." Sparrow wanted to laugh, but the boy's expression was so serious that he forgot to speak for a while.

"That's different from Soyinka's black eyes. Soyinka's black eyes are pure black. There are no variegated colors in the pupils, only black..." the boy said.

Sparrow felt that he was really going to lose sleep...

The author has something to say:

I think what to eat is the biggest problem in the world...

I always feel like it’s not spicy enough and my friends always feel like they’re going to die soon…

(●—●) Really (~_~;)