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Just like a camera cut in a movie, I rushed to them in the blink of an eye, and his lips were only a few centimeters away from hers.Before I had time to think, I subconsciously split my palm in the middle, covered the knight's mouth, and pushed back mercilessly.Immediately afterwards, I jumped between the two of them, forming a solid separation with my flesh, like the filling in the middle of a sandwich, separating the two slices of bread.

"Le, Paradise...?" I heard Qiao Yaying's voice from behind me.

I ignored her and just stared at the knight viciously: "What are you doing?"

He was pushed against the back guardrail by me, and without getting up, he just leaned there: "As you can see."

I was so angry that my voice was shaking, when Qiao Yaying suddenly patted me, I turned around, and without giving her a chance to open my mouth, I rushed to say: "Sorry to bother you, I have something to do with him and we have to settle it now , can you leave first?"

Qiao Yaying was startled, then nodded in a daze, and walked away step by step.

Several years later, Qiao Yaying told me (yes, we not only got in touch, but even became good friends), that my gesture that day made her think that I liked her.

She said that I jumped in suddenly that day, posing in a big character, and pushed the knight far away, as if he was a scourge.Such a scene in a youth film is basically a classic plot of two men fighting for a woman.At that moment, she suddenly realized, and suddenly she could understand why I always pester the knight. She thought that no matter how good the relationship between my brother and brother was, it would not be so good that they were inseparable. Seeing my behavior like this, she thought that everything I did was wrong. To get close to her, because he likes her.

She said she was quite embarrassed, thinking that I liked her for so long and she didn't realize...

I can only judge her as being too narcissistic.Of course, this is all for later.

After Qiao Yaying left that day, the two of us stood there like stone statues, motionless and silent.

It was I who compromised first, and I asked him sincerely: "What's wrong with you?" I really don't understand, everything that happened these days is beyond my thinking ability, and I really can't understand it at all.

He leaned on the fence, turned his head to look at the chirping magpie on the bare branch, it was flying around on the branch, looking very restless.

"I'm fine," he said.

I stepped in front of him in two or three steps, and tried not to jump on him. My remaining rationality was still thinking about him: there were many sharp points on the railing, which would stab him if I was not careful.

I tried my best to suppress the manic emotions at the bottom of my throat, and said word by word: "You are abnormal, you are really abnormal recently, knight." This is the first time I call his name, it probably sounds more strange than a bird's call , he finally shifted his gaze to my face.

I couldn't organize my words well, there were too many strange things, and I didn't know where to start, so I raised and lowered my hands in vain, and started pacing left and right, which seemed to him to be a very funny state.

"That day, it was my fault for kicking your car that day. I shouldn't lose my temper. But you are also wrong, right? You shouldn't have ignored me for so long... Forget it... or I was more wrong A little...so, that's why I'm going to take the initiative to apologize to you..." I kept talking with my head down, as if talking to myself, and finally raised my head to look at him when I said this.

I took a deep breath, feeling too much grievance and confusion: "But why didn't you go home that day? Where did you go? Even, even if you're not my brother... But we lived together since childhood, even if Even if my roommate didn’t come back, I’d be worried...you...couldn’t you call me? I asked where you went and why didn’t you tell me?” I started stomping on the ground like a madman , only in this way can I feel more comfortable, "Also... Also, why can't you stand it all of a sudden after I've been called brother for so many years? Why? I really can't figure it out! There's no reason!" I shook my body like a child getting angry, and my voice trembled, "Moreover, why did you suddenly kiss Qiao Yaying!"

As I was talking, I was already talking outrageously, and it almost turned into a roar without content.I flailed my limbs with my teeth and claws, and yelled like a psycho.But I really couldn't control myself, so I could only vent instinctively like this.

He suddenly grabbed my shoulder and pinched me stiff.

"Calm down!" he yelled.

I panted heavily, looked at him tiredly, and said in a raving voice: "Why...why..."

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and when he opened them again, his eyes were red, looking anxious and in pain.He let me go, lowered his head and took a few steps back, his eyes were covered by his hair again, as if deliberately not to let me see: "Then let me make it clear to you that my dad was 40 years old that day." Birthday, I'm home. I don't tell you because this is my private matter, and there is no need for others to know."

I was taken aback, knowing that the home he was talking about was the house where he lived with his father when he was a child.

"Also, I've always annoyed you since I was a child. It's not that I suddenly couldn't accept you calling me brother, but I never accepted it. I never regarded you as a younger brother." He finally raised his head, "As for why I Kiss her, do you need to explain this?"

My spirit fell into a kind of exhaustion after anxiety, as if it had become a pot of porridge, unable to enter any information, resisting everything he said, just shaking my head to myself, and whispered: "It's not like this...it's not... "

His figure magnified in front of my eyes, with one hand covering my face, he was wiping my tears.I looked up at him in confusion, and heard him say, "Don't cry."

I shook my head slowly, faster and faster, and I was about to go crazy again.

He put his hands on my cheeks and controlled my head: "Paradise, let's face the reality." He paused, as if he lost his strength, and said almost out of breath, "Many things are not yours. I think it is what it is, and there are not so many things that are satisfactory.”

My cheeks were squeezed out of shape by his palms, I ignored his words, and talked to myself, although I couldn't speak clearly: "No, brother, how could you keep annoying me? I can feel it , I definitely feel it, you obviously like me too..."

Speaking of the word "like", suddenly an electric current rushed up from my spine, and it exploded in my head like fireworks, very bright, so bright that I finally saw my mind clearly.I suddenly grabbed his wrist and threw it down, looked at him with wide eyes, and eagerly conveyed the message I just received to him: "Brother, I like you."

He frowned: "Paradise..."

I interrupted him: "I don't like people sending you love letters. I can't stand Qiao Yaying hanging around you. You can make me happy and sad with just a word. I asked you what you think of homosexuality the other day, but I didn't read it at all. What movie, I just want to ask you, I want to ask you instinctively, so I will be so angry after you say you feel disgusting and joke with me." I grabbed his arms, followed his eyes, and said nothing. I said it out of my head, very naturally, "I really like you, whether you are a man or a woman, whether you are my brother or not, even if you are my biological brother, I also like you!"

He tilted his head back to avoid my gaze, and I watched his Adam's apple roll up and down.It was a long time before he said hoarsely, "Are you crazy?"

I tiptoed up to his neck, rubbed my mouth against his neck, and said, "I'm crazy..."

He resisted me and wanted to push me away. I said stubbornly: "It's best if you don't treat me as a younger brother. It doesn't matter if you hate me. Anyway, I like you, so I will pursue you..."

"Crazy!" he yelled, finally throwing me away.I made a fuss for a long time, I had no strength in my body, and I was thrown to the ground by him.

He immediately walked to my side, bent his legs, and stretched out his hand, trying to help me up, but just as he made this movement, he retracted, turned around and no longer looked at me.

He was silent for a long time, and said in a low voice, "I've been living on campus since this month, and on New Year's Day I'll live at my classmate's house." He walked a few steps and stopped, "Let's keep a little distance from now on, you make me sick like that. "