Laughing astray

Cong Xiao took a shower casually with his legs weak, and when he came out, he saw Tuduo lying on his stomach by the door, and Yan Zihan went to the kitchen, as if he was heating milk.

"Finish and go to sleep." Cong Xiao went to the kitchen, hugged Yan Zihan from behind and swayed from side to side.

"Ah." Yan Zihan said, "Tomorrow, did you take the reading test?"

"Do you still need to read?" Cong Xiao put his chin on Yan Zihan's shoulder, and said in a muffled voice, "I can't even read it, what to read."

"It's strange, why do you want to learn pastry." Yan Zihan poured the warmed milk into a small bowl, "Do you want to add sugar?"

"No." Cong said with a smile, "I don't know, I just want to learn, don't girls like to eat these?"

"Little girl?" Yan Zihan turned his body and raised his eyebrows and said, "It's amazing, you Cong Xiaoyi."

"That's right." Cong Xiaoyi took a sip of milk with Yan Zihan's hand holding the cup, deliberately leaving a circle of white milk stains on his upper lip, "That can make a lot of money."

"Do you want to open a shop after studying?" Yan Zihan looked at Cong Xiaoyi's lips.

"Yeah." Cong Xiao pouted his lips and said inarticulately, "I'll name it 'Laughter Point'."

"Okay." Yan Zihan wiped Cong Xiaoyi's lips with his hand, "Hurry up and sleep after drinking, 'smile' boss."

"Well, lady boss."

April is relatively busy, at least Cong Xiaoyi thinks so, except for the upcoming school celebration and the mid-term exam, and that day that he will soon forget, the weather has turned warm, and when Cong Xiaoyi woke up, his whole body had made the quilt realize He was sweating and his waist was a little sore, but it wasn't uncomfortable. Yan Zihan had already got up and saw no one in the bedroom. Cong Xiaoyi reached out and touched the phone that was put aside, squinting to check the time.

It was still an hour before the alarm clock was set, Yan Zihan woke up a little earlier than usual, and wanted to put down the phone and go back to sleep, when a small number on the phone suddenly appeared in Cong Xiao's eyes.

April NO.12, Cong Xiao woke up for a moment, April NO.12, that means April NO.16 will not be far away, Cong Xiao calculated, it happened to be Saturday.

Bai Shaorong's, the anniversary of his brother's death.

Feeling that this matter is very close and far away, intangible but still there, Cong Xiaoyi turned over on the bed, leaving half a small gap in the curtains in the room, and he could see the sky outside which had begun to light up. This thing is like the morning sun, you don't expect it, but it's still coming closer and closer to you.

"Are you awake?" Yan Zihan pushed the door open naked and came in. It could be seen that he had just taken a shower, "Suddenly it was very hot, so I took a shower."

"Change the thick quilt." Cong said with a smile, "I woke up from the heat too."

"Yeah." Yan Zihan put on his pajamas, "Are you still going to sleep? I have to go to class later."

"Don't sleep anymore." I couldn't sleep anymore, Cong Xiao wanted to continue, but he changed the subject. In fact, this matter was not on his mind, but the word he was about to ask was still severely slammed by him. Hold back, "It's a bit hot, where are the potatoes?"

"Should be sleeping," Yan Zihan lay down on the bed, not seeing anything wrong with Cong Xiaoyi, "There are still two months left, and you will be graduating soon."

"Then I'll leave soon." Cong Xiao said, "I'll sign up when I come back later."

"It's really decided?" Yan Zihan asked.

"Well, it's really decided." Cong Xiaoyi poked Yan Zihan with his finger, "Wait for me for half a year, and I'm still a good guy."

"Okay." Yan Zihan smiled, propped up his upper body and rummaged through the drawers of the small cabinet next to him, and took out a small box, "This is for you."

"A token of love?" Cong Xiao quacked, the bed felt shaking.

"No." Yan Zihan pulled Cong Xiaoyi, "Saturday is NO.16, and I'll give you this before then."

Cong Xiaoyi's smile stuck in his throat. This not-very-sensitive word still gave him a pause. His hands didn't tremble. When he took it, he was still calm on the surface. It was a bank card, and Yan Zihan When they met for the third time, Yan Zihan gave it to him.

"Why?" Cong Xiaoyi asked, "Why before that?"

"My promise to Shao Rong is considered complete." Yan Zihan said with a sigh.

"You." Cong Xiao pursed his lips, "When you met my brother, you must have always known about my existence."

"En." Yan Zihan nodded.

"Then, if my brother didn't ask you to come to me, would you come to me?"

I will.

can you?

Yan Zihan asked himself in his heart, Cong Xiaoyi's face was full of anticipation, and his eyes were fixed on him.

I don’t know how many times the two people have talked about the name of Bai Shaorong. In fact, it is not Bai Shaorong who is separated between the two, but the guilt that both of them can’t let go of. s answer.

will not,

And definitely not.

It was Bai Shaorong who agreed, that's why he came to Cong Xiaoyi,

It was because of Bai Shaorong that he came to Cong Xiaoyi,

He came to Cong Xiaoyi because he liked Bai Shaorong,

Before that, he never thought of coming to Cong Xiaoyi.

Cong Xiaoyi seemed to know Yan Zihan's answer, without any expression on his face, he turned over and got off the bed gently, "I'm going to wash up."

"No way." Yan Zihan said, stretching out his hand to grab Cong Xiaoyi who had already got off the bed, "But I regret the answer I want to say, if I didn't come to you, I should regret it, in that case I will miss you, not have you, not be with you, and I will regret it."

"Really?" Cong Xiao asked, feeling a little like crying. Sometimes I feel that it is unnecessary for me to struggle with this question all the time, like a fool who always refuses to let myself feel better, but I just want to know, even if the answer is not what I want. Yes, but I still want to hear it.

"Really." Yan Zihan said, "I feel sorry for Shao Rong just like you. I feel like I have abandoned him mercilessly. Memory exists, because of you, I abandoned a person who remains in my memory, don't you believe it?"

"I'm sorry." Cong Xiaoyi said, "I won't say anything in the future, whether it's me or you, after No. 16, stop talking, go say goodbye, and ask for forgiveness."

"Yeah." Yan Zihan opened his arms, "Come here and give me a hug."

The time seemed to be up before pinching his fingers. Cong Xiaoyi looked in the mirror and straightened his clothes. Yan Zihan had already prepared food for Tudou. The cemetery was a bit far away, and it would take a long time for the two of them to drive back and forth, " How about it?"

"That's right." Yan Zihan patted the residue of dog food on his hands, stood up and whistled, "You look talented."

"Handsome scum." Cong Xiao answered, and his heart began to relax after that day. Finding Bai Shaorong was what he wanted to do before, and now it is in front of him. Nothing can compare to what is left in his body that blood.

How much, I still have some expectations.

Finally see you, brother.

The author has something to say: I don’t know if you will be bored. Every time I mention 'Bai Shaorong', there will be a little suspicion between the two people. In fact, my original intention is just to emphasize the problem that is stuck between the two people. They are former lovers, and one is my own brother. It is impossible to feel guilty, but the story must be written down, and the relationship between the two must also go down. So, thank you for taking the trouble to see me here Stuck on the plot, I just had a fight with my cat, haha, love you guys, refill, continue tomorrow.