my love letter is always guilty

"Have you ever slept with a girl?" Tian Dong began to talk about alcohol madly, and drank half a bottle of Xiao Er, but the white wine could not make his pale face rosy.

Dong Hai looked at him with dark eyes: "I don't lack that kind of experience."

Tian Dong laughed loudly, as if he wanted to appear fearless: "That's right, I was always surrounded by girls when I asked SB questions, how could I never do that kind of thing. Then have you ever done that with boys?"

"What do you want to say?" He lowered his voice.

Tian Dong corrected his voice, the voice was like drizzle, and he took another sip of wine: "I have never heard that you have a girlfriend, of course I don't know if you are like me, or if you are tired of women, you just Curious, want to play with men, huh? Or is my thing interesting to you too? Challenging? Every one of you wants to stomp on me once, don't you?"

Dong Hai took Tian Dong's wine, and he drank the remaining half in one go, showing a sad expression: "Don't always think that everyone is the one you met, and don't just speculate on other people's thoughts. "

"Really? I shouldn't have speculated, it's my fault." Tian Dong didn't know why he was admitting his mistake, as if he was admitting his mistake to himself.

"Oh...you were also dumped, so you feel sorry for me and want to lick each other's wounds..."

"...Let me guess, it must be that girl who dumped you, that girl named Zhou Sisi, she dumped you with my boyfriend, so you came to me, and you want to unite with me to take revenge on them..."

Dong Hai was speechless, listening to Tian Dong's nonsense, his tall stature cast a shadow in front of him.

The shed of the night gear stands on the side of the road, and the flow of people becomes scarce as the night deepens. Occasionally, only a single vehicle shuttles around, and every time a vehicle passes, a gust of wind and hazy dust are blown up.

Tian Dong looked at all kinds of rubbish and wreckage on the road, and lamented that people are different. Before, he was not allowed to eat in such a place, especially on a date, so he concealed his personality and pretended to be elegant.

There is an essential difference between pretending and being real. When the real elegance appears, he will naturally be the one who gets dumped.

That night, Dong Hai and Tian Dong had a room.

Tian Dong is not afraid of what will happen, he has degenerated to the extreme.

"Okay, I agree, I will take revenge with you." He yelled while lying on the bed.

Dong Hai stuffed Tian Dong's hands and feet into the quilt, poured half a cup of honey water for him, soaked a towel with hot water, and wiped his face in a mess, looking irritable.

"Aren't you coming to sleep?" Tian Dong asked with a smile, as if seducing him, he wanted to tear his pretending face.

Dong Hai sat on the stool next to the TV, folded his hands on his chest, and frowned, showing no intention of moving.

"Shut up and sleep." He said coldly.

"You won't get pregnant, what are you afraid of!" Tian Dong laughed, and also laughed at himself.

Dong Hai didn't say a word, turned on the TV, and sat on the chair deeply.

Don't Tian Dong have any feelings for his gentleman's behavior, can he pretend to be a lifetime, get out, whoever can have a lifetime.

"Pretentious!" Tian Dong broke his sentence and fell asleep.

The next day, he returned to the state of confinement and didn't say a word about what happened last night. Dong Hai was very cooperative and didn't say anything.

It seems that they still look like friends.

It's best to be friends, and if you tear that relationship, it's really torn.

What's more, in their state...Dong Hai may become his second Chen Shimei, and he may become Dong Hai's first heartbreaker.

Perhaps because of an experience, Tian Dong became more and more unscrupulous, and even forgot about Dong Hai's liking for him.

In front of Dong Hai, Tian Dong became more indifferent and lethargic.

He continued to drink at night stalls on weekends, and Dong Hai continued to come and accompany him. He went crazy all night and wandered in Internet cafes all night. He also accompanied him and bought water and food.

Sometimes, after drinking too much, he would go to the room again, and he would spend the whole night in the chair, guarding Tiandong, as if guarding some kind of belief.

Tian Dong began to get used to him being with him like this, and knew that he was an idiot who was easy to rely on.

"Dong Hai." Before he went back, Tian Dong called him: "Don't come to me in the future."

"Why?" Dong Hai asked, pushing the bicycle in his hand.

Tian Dong thought hard for a while: "You make people feel upset."

Dong Hai looked down at the wheels of the bicycle in a daze, then turned around and came to a conclusion: "No."

"Nothing?" Tian Dong asked.

"I won't annoy you." Dong Hai hesitated for a while, then said: "I don't want to annoy you, I think you don't bother me, right?"

Dong Hai doesn't know how to express his love sincerely, but he always says some heart-wrenching words, which makes Tian Dong think of Gu Qin again, that girl who talks about love, the stronger she speaks, the more intense her feelings become The faster it fades.

A clear water cabbage, a Shiquan Dabu soup.

Tian Dong's predecessor was the type of Shi Quan Da Bu Tang. When chasing him, he uttered all the gorgeous words in the world.

He is also a skinny person, with a handsome face, coupled with the intoxicating lines, Tian Dong fell into obsession, and now he clearly remembers the first time he held hands with his boyfriend, his heart was beating around in his throat.

Memories become heavy scars.

After being stunned, Tian Dong has already returned to the dormitory, and he doesn't remember how he said goodbye to Dong Hai.

From now on... Dong Hai will still come to him.

The roommate in the dormitory said that Tian Dong's state has improved recently.

Tian Dong didn't know what his condition was, maybe, if a handsome fool came to him all day, his condition might be better.

There is a piece of green grass near the school building, and a few ping-pong tables are placed not far away, which have been abandoned.

Tian Dong and Dong Hai have been here recently to watch those workers climb up and down. For the first time, he feels that winter is also very good, and the sunset is particularly beautiful and not dazzling.

"Have you stopped playing DNF recently?" Dong Hai asked.

...Tian Dong looked at him inexplicably, and didn't report to him whether he played the game or not.

Dong Hai explained: "I see that your login time was last weekend, haven't you played for a week?"

Tian Dong reacted: "Well, Sun Fang said that she will be in charge of the 12.9 party, and I will help her."

He smiled, the smile was kind and gentle, with shallow dimples, similar to the fascinated temperament, it was the first time Tian Dong saw Dong Hai smiling so heartily, printed with pale red sun, as if piled by light.

"Are you versatile?" Dong Hai laughed and teased, which meant a bit of aftertaste.

"Brother's ability, you rarely see it!" Tian Dong came to the momentum, flexing his fists.

He raised his eyebrows and took paper and pen out of his bag.

This feeling has not appeared for almost a year. Painting is a hobby that I figured out. The art teacher back then always persuaded him to learn painting from him.

Dong Hai was not confused by his behavior, but happily recalled: "In the spring of the first year of high school, I saw the art exhibition held by the school, and there was your work, a boat."

That painting took too long, it was a pleasant experience for Tian Dong.

"I drew the work assigned by the school in the art teacher's office. I caught a cold and blew his nose on a table of paper."

"Haha..." Dong Hai laughed first: "He is my uncle!"

Tian Donggang paused the pen on the paper, and said in surprise: "What...your uncle is an art teacher?"

"Surprised or not? Is it unexpected?" Dong Hai raised his eyebrows a little complacently, and this expression was stuck together with pretending again.

Tian Dong slapped him on the back with an angry smile: "What's so embarrassing..."

Dong Hai scratched the place where he was beaten, with a golden smile: "I cleaned up your pile of snot paper, it's really disgusting."

The complaining appearance fell into Tian Dong's line of sight, and after half a minute of silence, he suddenly felt that he had had contact with this boy so long ago, as if he was pushed away by an invisible hand in the dark, and he should have known him a long time ago .

There was even a momentary illusion that it was Dong Hai who knew him first, not that he knew Dong Hai first following Gu Qin's gaze.

"Sit still and don't move around, with the back of your head facing me."

"Why did you paint the back of your head?"

"Do not talk nonsense!"

It's been a long time since I drew, but it's surprisingly smooth.

The paper is notebook paper, which itself has a book yellow color. Tian Dong's brush strokes are deep, and the outline is painted black with all his strength.

It is the back view, under the setting sun, there is a strong contrast of light, looking up to see the red glow in the sky, and the black silhouette reflecting, there is a vague sense of beauty in Tian Dong's heart.

Occasionally, he drew a vague shadow under that back.

"Why is this shadow so strange?" Dong Hai asked.

Tian Dong: "What's wrong?"

Dong Hai: "I can't see it clearly! And it's a lump, like Yoneda."

Tian Dong: "Since it's a shadow, I can't see it clearly. Different light, different angles, the light is strong, it's just a mess. Have you never learned shadow measurement?"

"Mitian Gong is Mitian Gong. I don't dislike it. It's not academic theory." Dong Hai took the painting and laughed at him: "Except you and me, no one knows that this painting is me."

Tian Dong: "It doesn't look like it?"

Dong Hai: "Not like."

"Isn't it? What's different?" Tian Dong brought the painting over and looked at it carefully.

"I will not step on Mi Tiangong!" Dong Hai took the painting back as he said.

Tian Dong gave him a white look, and didn't think he had to explain clearly, it would make him look like he was covering up something.

Looking at the red light of the clouds again, it is so beautiful, even if it is placed on the messy construction site in front of my eyes, I am immersed in my heart, although it can't melt the ice in my heart, there are ripples of melting.

Tian Dong thought, Dong Hai left a shadow in his life, it was blurry, lumpy, and seemed very short...