Inferior star

After a while, Wei Yu, as promised, would go back to make dinner for Xu Mingzhao after class or work.

Xu Mingzhao’s company is farther than the school, and the meals are usually cooked quickly. He just came back when Wei Yu was cooking, and the sound of cooking often drowned out the sound of the door opening. Every time Xu Mingzhao shouted “I’m back” to show his presence .

Since the last joke, Xu Mingzhao talked a lot less, and he couldn't help but talk about the taste and method of the dishes when eating, and chat about the weather.

Wei Yu would respond indifferently, and it would not take long to eat a meal. After washing the dishes, he would go back to his room to read a book or watch a movie.After not going to the library, he has more favorite things to choose from. He bought a new paper model to make, a high-precision architectural model, and the architectural prototype was designed by his favorite architect.

When he was cutting out the paper, he occasionally heard the background sound of the game coming from the living room. Although he couldn't see Xu Mingzhao, he knew that there was only one wall between Xu Mingzhao and himself, and that was enough.

He tried to make himself feel that this was enough.

When Wei Yu was at home, Xu Mingzhao was always absent-minded when playing games.

Wei Yu came back early but the closed door made him very uncomfortable. Wei Yu was bored in the room and didn't talk to him. In essence, it was no different from going out early and returning late.

He didn't want to just stay with Wei Yu in the year before graduation, but he didn't wait long before the opportunity came.

That day, Xu Mingzhao and his teammates finished clicking the crystals with all their strength. When the huge word "victory" appeared on the screen, the stereo also blasted "victory". He quit the game and looked at Wei Yu who opened the door of the room but stood silently. .

"what happened?"

"It seems that the voltage is unstable, and the lights in the room are always flickering."

Xu Mingzhao got up from the carpet and went to Weiyu's room, trying to move the chair and remove the light tube to see if there was a bad connection.

"I tried it, it's not a bad connection, it should be a voltage problem."

"Well. Find someone to take a look at tomorrow."

Xu Mingzhao looked around Wei Yu's room, the bed was folded meticulously, and the clothes were hung neatly.There is a stack of drawings on the desk, and there are some tools and scraps of paper beside the drawings, and a completed square tower stands on the right.

"Homework after class."

"No, hobbies."

"Why don't you take it to the dining table, which is big and has lights."

"Won't it bother you?"

"Of course not." The corners of Xu Mingzhao's mouth curled up, "I won't bother you if I play games, right?"

"do not disturb."

Xu Mingzhao helped move Wei Yu's tools to the dining table, and Wei Yu sat at his usual eating position with the half-finished spire that was still glued and crooked when touched, picked out tweezers and awls from the tools and adjusted them carefully, and gently At the glued joints, his expression was focused and serious, as if he couldn't see anything except the small three-dimensional parts folded out of paper in front of him.

Xu Mingzhao was fascinated, and sat in the opposite seat and did not leave for a long time.

After the spire was balanced and fixed, Wei Yu looked up and found that Xu Mingzhao had been sitting opposite him.

"Stop playing the game?"

"I don't play anymore. The more I play, the more upset I get."

"bother?"

"I'm in a bad mood, and no one tells me."

"Don't tell your brothers and friends?"

"It's not easy to talk to them."

"Hmm." Wei Yu flipped through the production instructions, pointed to the letter mark and selected the next blueprint for construction.

"Why don't I tell you. You can listen to whatever you want." Xu Mingzhao leaned forward and looked at Wei Yu expectantly.

"Me? Tell me?" Wei Yu didn't refuse, but was surprised, his voice became smaller and smaller, "Okay, if you want."

Wei Yu spread the next drawing on the dark green cutting backing board, pressed the steel ruler with his left hand, and quickly slashed across the edge with the pen knife in his right hand, cutting a neat straight line on the drawing.He didn't stop making the model in order to listen to Xu Mingzhao's words. Without his direct gaze, Xu Mingzhao relaxed a lot.

"That's right, a girl confessed to me."

"Isn't it good? I'm afraid my friends will be jealous, so I can't say it?" The blade got stuck on the steel ruler.

"This girl is the ex-girlfriend of my best brother since childhood."

"So? What do you think?"

"Of course I refuse."

"Did you refuse because you didn't like it, or did you refuse because you were out of loyalty and couldn't accept it?"

Wei Yu reversed the cut piece of drawing, and used an awl to forcefully draw a fold line on the back of the blank.

"Having both, mostly because of not liking, not liking that genre."

"Then what type do you like?"

"School belle Wu Pingyi is like that, gentle and airy yet a bit stubborn, it's hard for boys not to like her."

"Oh."

"Don't you like it?"

"I can't say I don't like it, but I can't say I like it either."

"Then what type do you like?"

"I can't tell." Wei Yu straightened up suddenly and stared at Xu Mingzhao expressionlessly, then immediately lowered his head and rolled the paper in his hands into a cylinder shape.

Xu Mingzhao recalled the topic and didn't know which sentence was diverted, and then returned to the right track and continued to talk: "I refused a long time ago, with various reasons and excuses, such as focusing on study, having someone I like, inappropriate personality, and brother relationship. It's too complicated, etc., I've tried everything, but the girl still doesn't give up. If it was you, what would you do?"

"It's very simple for me, just tell her that I'm gay." Wei Yu's tone was still very calm, as if bringing out a proposal casually.

"But it will be embarrassing to have a girlfriend later and be exposed."

"It's right for you... I don't know how to have a girlfriend." Wei Yu focused all his attention on the combination of the square tower and the corridor, blurted out, and explained specifically, "I mean there will be no girlfriends." Girls like me."

"Why? You look pretty."

"yes."

"It's far away again. What bothers me is the recent rumors that I don't know where it came from, saying that the girl was ambiguous with me when she was dating my brother. She doesn't have much contact, and I don't know why she likes me."

"So are you and that girl all right?"

"I don't care. Those who clean up clean themselves. She has been attacked more than me, so she should be very sad. I comforted her, but I didn't dare to go too far, for fear that she might misunderstand."

"Well. Don't be affected by these things, you must be able to guide yourself."

"Actually, it's not that I really don't care, I just feel a little unhappy. What do you do to relieve your emotions when you are not in a good state?"

"Writing a diary, and... making paper models."

Wei Yu's movements were not smooth from the beginning. Occasionally, the hand that fixed the steel ruler would lose strength, causing the whole ruler to fall out of position, so he didn't continue to cut the drawings.Xu Mingzhao only felt that Wei Yu was a little tired after working hard for a long time, or Wei Yu was distracted by his own words, but he saw Wei Yu put down the tool in his hand to concentrate on listening to his speech, and the more he spoke, the more emotional and louder he spoke.

"Speaking of which, gossip violence is really the scariest kind of campus violence. With physical violence, you can still know that what the other party wants is the primitive and savage pleasure that makes people bleed and hurt. You can hide, escape, or become stronger to fight. The most important thing The most important thing is that you can know who the other party is. There are many purposes of gossip violence. Silence is acquiescence, explanation is arguing, and more importantly, the spreaders and spreaders of rumors are all perpetrators, but they are scattered among seemingly innocent people. , making it impossible to trace.”

Xu Mingzhao ended his impassioned speech, and the room was surprisingly quiet.

"You're right." Wei Yu smiled to cheer him up, then lowered his head and cleaned up the tools on the table before going back to the room, "It's late, it's time to go to bed."

Xu Mingzhao glanced at his watch. It was a quarter past nine. He thought it was still early, but he still got up and helped Wei Yu take the tools and the prototype of the paper model back to the room. When he looked at Wei Yu, he found Wei Yu's eyes There is a layer of mist that has not yet dissipated.

"Have you...have you experienced similar violence?" Xu Mingzhao thought of Wei Yu's roommate talking behind his back, half curious and worried.

"No." The flat response.

"You can talk to me." Xu Mingzhao stepped forward and grabbed Wei Yu's upper arm.

"I do not have!"

Wei Yu yelled these three words almost with all his strength, and at the same time shook off Xu Mingzhao's hand fiercely. The tool on the cutting mat lost its balance and fell to the ground. The jingling sound pulled Wei Yu from the edge of losing control When he came back, he looked at Xu Mingzhao's hand hanging in the air, and the distance he subconsciously kept back from himself.

"I'm sorry, I...I..." Wei Yu knelt down to pick up the tools scattered on the ground, hesitating and unable to explain the reason, he checked the cover of the pen knife, it didn't fall off.

Xu Mingzhao's hands drooped from the air to his legs, he wanted to speak, but was stopped by Wei Yu's subconscious apology.

"You, that girl, and your brother, you have to make it clear, no matter what others think, the three of you, you have to make it clear to each other." Wei Yu stood up, took the lead to end the stalemate between the two, and resumed speaking Ordinary voice.

"I see."

Xu Mingzhao watched Wei Yu pass by him, and took a broom to clean up the small pieces of paper that accidentally floated to the ground when cutting the drawings. He thought that if he wanted to create an opportunity to talk to Wei Yu, the only remaining possibility was to Close to his preference, he tentatively asked, "Well, can I make paper models with you?"

Wei Yu still bent over to sweep the floor without raising his head. After thinking for a few seconds, he replied, "Okay, let's do it tomorrow."

Xu Mingzhao found that he didn't have the patience to wait for Wei Yu to speak. He thought he had touched the handle that could open the door of Wei Yu's heart, and he thought that he could open it with a light push.

It turned out that it wasn't the handle, it was the alarm.The flashing warning light was like the redness in Wei Yu's eyes.