Give the slag and accept the end

"See you tomorrow." The person outside the door said, then turned and left.

As the door was closed, the smile on Yang Fei's face gradually disappeared, and the hand swaying towards the door also slowly stopped and dropped.The room was so quiet that only the old and cold light remained. He looked at the shadow driven by the light and imprinted on the door, exhaled lightly, and said to the shadow: "See you tomorrow."

After standing blankly at the door for a while, he turned around holding Su Ying's scarf in his arms and limped towards his room. After walking a few steps, his legs and feet were not very convenient, so he bent down and touched the bottom of his legs , seems to hurt more severe.There was a throbbing pain inside, as long as the thigh was exerted, a pain would strike without warning.

Enduring the pain, he walked to the door, took out the previous bunch of keys, opened the door with the first key, bent down, picked up the plastic bag containing the props, got up and walked into the room, and turned on the light.

He put the plastic bag at the door, carefully stepped over the sundries piled up everywhere beside the door with the scarf in his arms, found a gap to settle, and came to his single bed with difficulty, kicked off his shoes, and pressed the scarf He fell on the bed on his chest.He bent over, buried his head in the scarf, and took a deep breath.

It is the smell of Lin Shu.

His expression was extraordinarily intoxicated, as if he smelled the most wonderful smell in the world, he forgot everything and was immersed in this moment.

Suddenly, his cell phone rang.The ringtone of the mobile phone is very boring. The built-in ringtone is 300 yuan each, and the memory is only one G. There is almost no way to do anything other than answering and making calls.

There are many people who know the number in his mobile phone, but very few people call him.The number of calls he can receive throughout the year can be counted on the fingers, usually only a few times: when the family asks him for money, when the troupe asks him to act as a substitute, when the director and psychological teacher ask him to chat.But it was past nine o'clock in the evening, and no one would call him at this time.

He picked up the phone and glanced at it. It was an unfamiliar number.

He answered the phone: "Hi, hello."

"it's me."

The simple two words on the phone made Yang Fei sit up from the bed at once. The scarf fell from his chest. He grabbed the scarf in his hand, took a look at the phone, and quickly put it to his ear, testing Said: "Lin Shu?"

"Did you forget my voice as soon as you went out?"

"No, no, how could I forget your voice?" Yang Fei hurriedly said, "If I forget, no one will forget you! I will never forget you!" Because of the anxiety, the voice was a little distorted.

"Really?" A soft laugh came from the other end of the phone, "It sounds like a vengeance."

Yang Fei stood up nervously, standing up suddenly, the muscles in his thighs were throbbing all of a sudden, the pain was so painful that he squinted his eyes and did not forget to explain: "No, I didn't mean that, I mean... "

"This is my current mobile phone number, please save it, I forgot to tell you when I first came out." Su Ying interrupted him.

"Oh, good." Yang Fei hurriedly put down the scarf, held up the mobile phone and endured the leg pain, stepped over the debris on the ground to the table, hurriedly opened the drawer, took out a pen and a notebook from inside, Write the number shown on the phone screen on it.

It was cold in the room, and he couldn't help sneezing.

"you caught a cold?"

"No, no, I..."

"Then don't take a bath tonight, just wash and go to bed early." Su Ying was downstairs at this time, raised his head and looked at the fifth floor upstairs where only one light was on, thinking that he would come over tomorrow, and asked again: "What time do you usually get up?"

"What?" Yang Fei sneezed, feeling dizzy and couldn't hear clearly.

"What time do you get up tomorrow?"

It was very cold in the winter night. As soon as Su Ying turned around, he saw the bodyguard standing not far away waving at him. He waved back twice, raised the collar of his coat, and walked towards the gate of the community. go.

The other end of the phone hesitated for a while, and replied, "Seven o'clock."

"Is it so early?"

"Ah."

"Early to bed and early to rise, good habit." Su Ying praised casually, walked to the bodyguard, saw that the bodyguard seemed to have something to say, so he said goodbye to Yang Fei on the other side of the phone, and made an appointment to meet the next day , "I will come to you at eight o'clock tomorrow morning, are you at home then?"

"exist."

"Okay, that's it. Goodbye, good night."

"Good night."

Putting down the phone, Su Ying asked the bodyguard, "What's the matter?"

……

After hanging up the phone, Yang Fei sat on the bed in a daze for a while, but he still hasn't reacted.It should be said that since hearing the news of Lin Shu's return to school this morning, he has been in this state, so when he temporarily thought of going to perform, it was already very late, and the party was about to start, so he hurriedly took it. I once made a good knife, put on the costumes I used to wear when I was in the troupe, and went out. I bought a box of paint at the school gate, went to the bathroom and spent less than 10 minutes, and painted myself a clown makeup.

Just like that, he got on stage and saw Lin Shu.

After that, I made a fool of myself, stepped off the stage, and went home.

Everything after that was like a dream.

He smirked for a while holding the scarf on the bed, then got out of bed.Standing in the middle of a room full of clutter, he thought, even if he can't sleep tonight, he still has something to do.He has to clean the room tonight, and when Lin Shu comes over tomorrow, he can invite her to come in, sit on his bench, sit on his bed, and stand in this room and talk.

Thinking about it this way, he stood in the middle of a pile of garbage and laughed.With the unwashed clown makeup on his face, he couldn't help but danced another butt-twisting dance that had amused Su Ying before.

In a well-decorated apartment——

"How about it?"

Su Ying looked at Mother Lin in the video with a headache: "It's not good, you are looking for trouble for me, how many times have I told you, I don't want to talk to anyone."

"I didn't ask you to talk about a partner, I just asked you to get in touch with her. I have met her little girl, and she feels very good. She just returned to China and is going to visit City H, so you take her around to play. Well, you're fine anyway..."

Lin's mother talked happily on the phone for a long time, and the more she talked, the more Su Ying frowned.The girl Lin's mother mentioned was the child of a friend of hers. In fact, she was interested in introducing her to her son, but seeing that her son was not very cooperative, she changed the term.

Su Ying got a little annoyed when he heard it: "If you don't talk about it, there is nothing to contact. If you want to travel, I will ask her to find the best tour guide for her. Don't introduce any women to me in the future. I'm not interested."

Mother Lin was unhappy: "You're not interested in this, you're not interested in that, so who are you interested in?"

Lin Shu is 22 this year, but she has never been in a relationship, nor has she ever shown affection for any girl.From home to abroad, 100% love affairs, zero gossip, even the bodyguards around him wonder if there is something wrong with his little boss.How could Mother Lin not be worried?

The youngest son, who had been reluctant to go abroad, suddenly agreed to go abroad, and she felt that something was wrong. After inquiring carefully, it turned out that it was to hide from a roommate who confessed to him.Roommate roommate, son's roommate is of course also a boy.

It's nothing to be confessed by a boy. She also knows that her son was born well, has a good family, and is a good person. It is normal for a girl or even a boy to have a crush on him. But no matter how many love letters his son receives, he is always treated coldly. He doesn't look back, treats everyone equally, and never reacts differently to anyone's confession.But that time was different.The mature and calm son, who has always been a loner, confessed to a roommate that he not only didn't live in the dormitory, but also ran out of the country.

The reaction was too extreme.

She had to wonder about her son's sexuality.She asked: "Son, I ask you a question, tell me honestly."

"Yeah." Su Ying pinched the bridge of her nose.He didn't know how old he was, and he didn't know how long he had lived. He suddenly became someone else's son, and he always needed some time to get used to it.

Mother Lin asked, "Do you not like girls?"

Su Ying paused when she pinched the bridge of her nose, without much hesitation: "No, what's wrong?"

Mother Lin heaved a sigh of relief, and the other half kept it and continued to ask: "Then you mean, you like girls? You don't have any thoughts about boys, do you?"

"If you have anything to say, just say it."

"Then I'll just say it straight." Lin's mother at the other end of the video looked a little more serious, but with hesitation, "Son, are you heterosexual?"

Is it heterosexual?Actually, I was wondering if I was gay.

Su Ying leaned on the edge of the sofa, thought for two seconds, and answered her: "I'm not heterosexual."

Mother Lin's face suddenly collapsed.

"However, I'm not gay either. I don't like men or women." Su Ying said.

"Then what do you like?" The well-informed Lin's mother obviously had a big brain, and she looked unacceptable, "Do you like...the third gender?"

"What?" Su Ying didn't understand at first, she frowned and thought for a few seconds, then raised her forehead when she thought about the third gender, "Ms. Zhang, I admire your imagination very much."

Lin's mother obviously knew that she guessed wrong, and she looked embarrassed: "You said you don't like women or men, and now you say you don't like the third gender..."

Su Ying said: "The person I like, it doesn't matter what gender he is, as long as I like it."

"So, you don't like that roommate of yours... the boy you met today playing the clown?"

Hearing this, Su Ying raised his head and glanced at the bodyguard standing not far away, and when he saw the bodyguard turned his head to look away unnaturally, he smiled at the person in the mobile phone video.

"No, I like it."

In the early morning of the next day, Su Ying went to Yang Fei's rented house alone, bringing a bottle of high-quality medicinal wine.After the sudden split like yesterday, Yang Fei's leg must have been strained. He may not have felt it at the time, but it must have hurt the next day. It should be much better after rubbing it with medicinal wine.

He went upstairs on time and stood at the door at eight o'clock sharp.He raised his hand and was about to knock when the door opened from the inside.At the same time, an energetic and somewhat happy voice came from inside.

"Lin Shu!"

Su Ying raised his eyes.The moment he saw the person inside, his pupils constricted.

I saw that the person in the door had been washed clean, his black ironed hair was combed behind his head, and a few strands of hair were hanging on his forehead.Under the hair was a very familiar face, but a little green.

Suddenly, he seemed to have returned to that luxurious hotel, that luxurious and quiet room.He dragged his packed suitcase and stood in front of the crippled and disfigured man.

The man curled up on the sofa indifferently, without looking back at him, as if he was already tired of all the falsehood.

[Let's go, I won't force you to do the task. 】

"Baicheng."

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