The difference between cloud and mud

After finishing speaking in one breath, Jiang Tongchang casually threw the phone beside the pillow.He fell headfirst on the bed.

It's all over, this is the last intersection between him and Xiao Fengtai in his life.

Xiao Fengtai didn't speak, in fact, Jiang Tong suspected that he had hung up the phone in a fit of anger.They were torn apart, Jiang Tong felt relaxed, and thought desperately, if Xiao Fengtai wanted to get back the last sum of money he gave him, he would not give it to him.

But he was wrong.After a brief silence, Xiao Fengtai's voice came from the phone again. Although the volume was dull and thin because the earpiece was turned upside down on the pillow, every word was exceptionally clear in the quiet room—better than Jiang Tong hoped. Clearer.

"I'm not going to let you get what you want," he said viciously.

"Jiang Tong, you are a coward."

He just hung up the phone.

Out of an intuition, Jiang Tong thought he would call again.He forcefully guarded his phone for a while, but Xiao Fengtai didn't contact him after all.

The next morning, Jiang Tong got up on time to go to school, with a sore head from a hangover.Everything that happened last night seemed like a dream, and the more I thought about it, the more it seemed like a dream.Surely Xiao Fengtai's late-night call was an illusion and it didn't make Jiang Tong feel better.Meng is thinking in his heart, Jiang Tong finds it funny that he misses Xiao Fengtai so much that he still pursues him to confess his love in his dream.

When he reached the door of the laboratory building, he suddenly realized that it might not be a dream.Because the living Xiao Fengtai himself was sitting on the steps of the building.Seeing Jiang Tong, he put one hand on the ground and jumped up from the steps.

"You shouldn't be here." Jiang Tong's heart was beating violently in his chest, and he said sternly to cover up the convulsions spreading from his stomach.

"Hurry up and go back to class, or I'll call your housekeeper."

Yet his authority failed.Xiao Fengtai walked down the steps with an attitude that made Jiang Tong feel panic and that he was sure of winning.He was so busy suppressing his urge to back away that he let Xiao Fengtai walk up to him and grab his wrist.

"Speak from another place," Xiao Fengtai said in a low voice. Jiang Tong forgot to break free in shock, and let him lead him to the path behind the laboratory building.

The laboratory building is located on the edge of the campus, and there are very few patrons except the students of this department.Behind the building is an open space where obsolete equipment and recyclable garbage are piled up. Shrubs are growing wildly all around, and weeds are overgrown in the cement cracks.A few sparrows were jumping and jumping in the morning light, disturbed by them, they flapped their wings and flew to the sky one after another.

"What are you doing!" Jiang Tong finally shook off Xiao Fengtai's hand, showing rare anger because of guilt: "I'll call now——"

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Fengtai rushed forward and kissed him.

Jiang Tong staggered back involuntarily, Xiao Fengtai fully entrusted the weight of his body on him, his mouth never left his mouth, as if they were in a vacuum world, and Jiang Tong was the only source of oxygen.Jiang Tong was defeated in the face of the young man's chaotic and fierce attack, dizzy, numb in his hands and feet, let the young man clumsily explore the contours of his mouth with his lips and tongue, forgetting that he was a more dominant adult physically and psychologically.

A mixture of lemon, grass, and peach surrounds Jiang Tong.Xiao Fengtai closed his eyes tightly, his thick black eyelashes trembling uneasily.Jiang Tong found that he couldn't take his eyes off the young man, he seemed to be bewitched, please don't insert his fingers into Xiao Fengtai's hair, the short black hair flowed through his fingertips like water, and the tentacles were slightly cool.But Xiao Fengtai's lips were hot.No, he actually couldn't tell whether the heat that almost set him on fire came from Xiao Fengtai or himself.Jiang Tong tightened his arms and rubbed the young man's flexible and slender back into his arms.

A fruit carefully cared for and cultivated by people, sweet, plump, juicy, a double masterpiece of nature and man-made, but because of a mysterious and unknowable fate, it fell off the branch at the moment it was about to ripen and landed in his palm.No one can resist such a gift.Jiang Tong knew that sooner or later he would pay the price for the indulgence at this moment.But Xiao Fengtai is so sweet, so sweet that it seems to be able to dilute the ups and downs of his past life, making him delusional from the bottom of his heart, thinking that he is entitled to such sweetness, that he can possess him for a long time.

"Let's try it." When they finally separated, Xiao Fengtai whispered out of breath.

Jiang Tong was silent, staring at Xiao Fengtai's extremely tender red lips due to blood congestion.

"Why do you always think so much and so complicated?" Xiao Fengtai almost begged Jiang Tong.

"I like you, and you like me, and we feel happy together, isn't that enough?"

"You will regret it." Jiang Tong's voice was hoarse and dark.

"That's all in the future." Xiao Fengtai looked at him fearlessly: "I don't live in the future, I live in the present."

This was the scene that Jiang Tong had imagined in countless tired nights. He held the boy's face in his hands and kissed him deeply.

When Pei Jing walked into the laboratory 10 minutes earlier as usual, she was surprised to find that Jiang Tong hadn't arrived.

Professor Gu's thesis has basically taken shape. Considering Jiang Tong's contribution, Pei Jing proposed to put his name at the end.Jiang Tong was very grateful for this. Pei Jing thought that he would work harder, but Jiang Tong looked diligent and humble, and after a little achievement, he couldn't help being proud and slack.

There is an old Chinese saying that if jade is not cut, it cannot be made into a weapon.As expected, the undergraduates are still ambivalent and need to be hammered hard.

"You're late." When Jiang Tong finally opened the door after 10 minutes, Pei Jing looked up with bright eyes, ready to criticize him seriously.

"I didn't expect—" He paused, looked Jiang Tong up and down: "What's wrong with you?"

Jiang Tong's cheeks were flushed, a thin layer of sweat glistened on his forehead, and his lips were unnaturally red.His shirt jacket was uncharacteristically wrinkled and deformed like a crumpled dried vegetable leaf.The top two buttons were open, exposing a muscular chest.From Pei Jing's point of view, it is extremely indecent.

"Ah?" Jiang Tong looked at Pei Jing as if waking up from a dream, and then touched his lips.Why is he touching his mouth?

"I'm fine." Jiang Tong's expression gradually cleared up, and his face blushed even more.Although his state was strange, his mood was obviously very high.Pei Jing looked coldly at Jiang Tong walking briskly towards the sink, almost suspecting that he would be waving the flask and dancing in the next moment.

Let him go today temporarily, Pei Jing thought badly.Jiang Tong is very abnormal today. Out of a certain intuition, he doesn't want to trace the source of this abnormality.

As long as he can still work.Pei Jing turned her attention back to her computer screen, thinking of today's full data analysis work, she couldn't help showing a smile.

Ah, another beautiful day.