moonlight

Drunkenness is not only a mistake but also a sequela.

A simple and easy-to-understand sentence truly describes Lin Yue's state these days.

The aftereffect of drunkenness, to be precise, is feeling unreal.

Yuan Hang kissed him or deliberately touched his lips like the time he drank milk tea, he couldn't figure it out.

Since he was a child, he has been passive emotionally. In junior high school, no matter if it was a girl from the same class or another class, or even a girl from another school, he would pretend not to see anyone who blatantly pursued him.

It's not that he's pretending to be cold, or he's shy and doesn't know how to express it.

Besides, he doesn't like girls, no matter how much they lean towards him, he won't be moved.

When he was graduating from junior high school, there was a boy in the class who thought about him in that way. When he confessed his love to him, his cold attitude made the other party feel disheartened.

At that time, only that person lived in my heart.

……

Lin Yue sniffed, kicked the pedal twice, and galloped quickly to the school gate against the cold wind.

When you have doubts in your mind, you are absent-minded about doing anything.

Lin Yue was not interested in subjects like physical education, which were fun for Lin Yue. Today, he slumped on the stone bench in the playground, limp and motionless.

In the distance, Yuan Hang and three or four tall guys in the class were playing spot-up shooting. Lin Yue stared at them expressionlessly.

This scene was somewhat familiar. Lin Yue turned his head to look at the grass in front of his eyes. It was cold, and even the tenacious plants like dogtail grass withered.

He reached into his trouser pocket, took out a piece of lollipop and put it in his mouth. The tip of his tongue rolled around the candy. It was sweet and sour, and it was the lemon flavor that Yuan Hang hated the most.

Lin Yue wrinkled his nose.

It's quite sour, so sour that it hurts a tooth.

Lin Yue endured the sourness and turned on the phone to look through it. Out of the corner of his eye, he looked in the direction of the shot. After thinking for a while, he opened Baidu search.

what cetine?Or Sitin?

His fingers hesitated for a while on the screen, and he simply typed the word "Xiting" on it.

A string of search results suddenly appeared on the phone.

Lin Yue was stunned, and then turned off the screen abruptly. He couldn't hold the phone steadily, and almost dropped the phone on the ground.

Depend on……

Did you read it wrong?

Lin Yue looked down at the phone for a while, then made up his mind to turn on the screen again.

The search results on the mobile phone have not changed, and there are still a few bright characters.

Lin Yue turned off the screen and froze in place.

Impossible... Or did I misread the word?

However, the search results will not change, and after a few careful confirmations, the words are still the same.

Lin Yue was dumbfounded.

Yuan Hang talks nonsense all day long, and there is no serious person all day long, how could it be?

He stared carefully at the figure playing basketball in front of him without moving, to be precise, he was staring, his eyes were so bright that the students who were shooting basketball next to him felt it, and turned their heads to look here frequently.

Yuan Hang turned his head curiously, met his eyes all of a sudden, then patted the basketball twice, and walked over suspiciously.

"What's wrong?" Yuan Hang hugged the basketball and shook the collar of the sweater twice to let the natural wind penetrate.

Lin Yue stared at him without blinking, and retracted his eyes as he approached.

"Your shoelaces are loose." Lin Yue pointed to his shoes.

Yuan Hang stared blankly for two seconds, then looked down at the shoelace, and it was really loose.

When he crouched down, he almost laughed out loud, his shoulders shook and the shoelaces were tied for a long time: "You didn't just remind me to come and tie my shoes, did you?"

"Ah." Lin Yue looked down at him, raised his hands up, "flat body."

"Fuck," Yuan Hang laughed, and then stood up, "Shall we have a fight?"

"I don't want to fight," Lin Yue said, "I'm not in the mood."

Yuan Hang stopped laughing and looked down at him.

Lin Yue crushed the lollipop in his mouth, and the sour taste rushed all the way to the top of his head, making him dizzy.

Can't ask.

You can't ask anything when you speak, even if you have 1 questions in your heart.

The scene is wrong, the atmosphere is wrong, and nowhere is right.

Yuan Hang looked at him, turned his head and greeted the basketball court, put the basketball aside, turned around and sat on the stone bench.

Lin Yue turned her head to look at him, then reached out and handed him the water beside her legs.

Yuan Hang took it, opened the bottle cap and drank it to the bottom in one gulp. After drinking, he glanced at the body of the bottle and smiled embarrassedly: "I'll buy you another bottle later."

"No need," Lin Yue said, "you can drink it, I'm not thirsty."

Yuan Hang smiled and rubbed his hair: "Seeing that you usually don't care about anything, why do you see 'I have something on your mind' written all over your face now?"

"It's not normal to have something on your mind," Lin Yue lowered his head and tossed his hair twice, "it's normal for adolescents to encounter difficulties."

Yuan Hang looked at him and said nothing.

"Why are you like my mother?" Lin Yue glanced at him, "Do you still want to check my diary?"

"Auntie still reads your diary?" Yuan Hang was surprised.

"Shouldn't you ask me why I have a diary?" Lin Yue said.

Yuan Hang laughed: "Writing a diary is really not your style."

Lin Yue didn't speak.

Yuan Hang put his hands back, supported his body with his backhands, looked ahead and didn't say a word.

It's just that the wind is blowing cold, and Lin Yue can't sit still.

"Brother Yuan!" A voice came from a distance, and Tao Ziyao waved his arms in this direction, shouting, "Your mother is looking for you! She is waiting for you outside the playground!"

Yuan Hang's arm that was supporting the ground froze all of a sudden.

He turned his head and glanced quickly at Lin Yue who was looking back at him blankly, then stood up abruptly and ran over.

When he ran to the gate of the playground, he slowed down, his hands clenched tightly, and his steps were difficult.

Yuan Ma stood under a tree, and when she saw him, she approached with a smile: "You came out so soon?"

"What's the matter?" Yuan Hang stood one meter away from her and didn't move.

"The head teacher said that you have been a little slack in your studies recently." Yuan Ma didn't answer him, but walked a few steps forward, "Are you under a lot of pressure?"

"There is something to talk about," Yuan Hang looked at her, "You didn't come here for this, did you?"

Yuan's mother stopped when she heard the words, and looked at him with a frown: "Then what do you think I should be for? Why do I care about my son in your heart?"

"What do you think?" Yuan Hang said, "Should I tell the class teacher that I am gay, or tell my classmates to stay away from me?"

Yuan's mother clenched the bag strap in her hand, feeling very uncomfortable: "You think I will... because of this?"

"Isn't it good for you to stay in your city?" Yuan Hang interrupted her, "Isn't it good to stay with your boyfriend? Why do you have to meddle in my business?"

Yuan Ma took a deep breath, and the delicate makeup on her face trembled slightly with the inhalation. She was silent for a while, and said slowly: "Are you still taking medicine?"

After hearing this, Yuan Hang snorted coldly: "Thanks to you, I can't stop this medicine."

"Did you go to the hospital?" Yuan's mother asked anxiously.

"Next week," Yuan Hang Nai replied, "I have an appointment."

Yuan's mother opened her mouth, bowed her head and said, "Son, I'm sorry..."

"There's nothing I'm sorry for. It's useless to say this from your mouth." Yuan Hang said, "You'd better go back to your own city and enjoy life, as long as you don't bother me anymore."

Yuan Ma stared at him for a while, nodded: "I'll go first." Then she thought for two seconds, then turned around and said, "You and Lin Yue..."

"Whether it's a friend or a further relationship has nothing to do with you," Yuan Hang looked at her, "I don't need you to dictate my own affairs."

Yuan's mother twitched the corners of her mouth twice, then turned around: "Let's go."

Looking at her back, Yuan Hang stretched out his arm and punched the nearby tree, and the branch split open with a 'click'.

He didn't think it was enough, and after punching and kicking the stone next to him for a while, his venting emotions eased a little.

I don't feel pain, it's just the nerves pulling my head and hurting.

If he was wrong, his mother was right. The shock that her son was gay really made her hard to control.

But at his original school, he told the teacher in charge that her son could not sit with boys or be friends with boys. This series of shocks made it difficult for him to accept.

So he has no friends, how can he have friends?

When he managed to make the only good friend at the end of the first year of high school, the whole school spurned them on the grounds that they were a disgusting couple.

Yuan Hang always felt that others said he could bear it. If this kind of thing involved his friends, the matter would not be hasty in his heart.

When I dropped out of school, I felt relaxed and at ease, as if everything was just like that, and it wasn't that difficult.

When Yuanhang returned to the playground, everyone dispersed.

He glanced in the direction of the stone bench, no one was there, then turned around and walked towards the teaching building.

Getting along with my mother has always been like this. According to the older generation, it is unfilial, and everything I say is aggressive.

But he couldn't help it, many of his emotions could be hidden, he could hide all the unpleasant things in his heart, but once such emotions broke out, they couldn't be taken back.

Yuan Hang smoked two cigarettes in a row in the back garden of the school. The smoke filled the air. He waved his hand and sighed.

He got up and pressed the cigarette butt on the trash can. He was very familiar with this area, and it was his secret base for self-thinking.

He stretched out his hand and flicked the branch next to him, and smiled: "I have to force you to inhale second-hand smoke again, I'm sorry." teaching building.

This place is not bad, I will ask Lin Yue to come over to inspect it another day.

Thinking of this, Yuan Hang's mood improved a lot.

"Boss, boss!" Seeing him entering the class, Li Yangbing waved and said, "Why did you come back so soon?" Then he sniffed the air, and said clearly, "Oh~ I understand, let the worries go."

"Know a lot?" Yuan Hang looked at him.

Li Yangbing imitated the motion of smoking, gestured twice, and took a few breaths of air: "It's okay."

Yuan Hang Le, sat on the chair and turned to look at Lin Yue who was propping his chin in a daze.

Lin Yue felt his eyes turn to look at him, and he caught a glimpse of the back of his hand from the corner of his eye, and was stunned.

After seeing Aunt Yuan, Yuan Hang scratched the back of his hand. No matter how you look at the plot, it seems to be a conflict, but it's not easy for him to ask at this moment, Li Yangbing and the others are all present.

"Hey two brothers," Yang Xuan turned around and said, "Sitting in an Internet cafe after school?"

"Yes." Yuan Hang nodded.

Lin Yue has something on his mind, and it is more than one.

Although I chatted with Li Yangbing and the others along the way, I felt bored and flustered.

Yuan Hang is no exception. Even though he walks next to Lin Yue and habitually holds his shoulders, his emotions after meeting his mother have not been completely released.

Almost at the entrance of the alley, Yang Xuan couldn't bear it any longer, and asked, "No, is it because the game is not fun or is it cold today? Why are everyone so lifeless?"

"Is there?" Li Yangbing turned his head and glanced at the two big men who were walking behind him with their shoulders crossed, wondering, "Isn't this a good relationship?"

"Can you see something?" Yang Xuan was helpless.

"To be reasonable, there should be nothing that can bother my Brother Yuan." Li Yangbing approached Yuan Hang and asked, "Isn't it, Boss?"

Yuan Hang raised the corners of his mouth and smiled.

Yang Xuan didn't ask any more questions. He glanced at them and continued walking.

When I arrived at the entrance of the Internet cafe, I didn't expect that there were so many people. Looking out from the glass window, a group of people wearing earphones were yelling, and the noise could be felt through the glass.

"There are quite a lot of people today," Yang Xuan asked, "How about we change places?"

"Go ahead and have a look." Lin Yue pointed to the door.

Four people walked into the store, but a person came out head-on and met Yuan Hang face to face.

"What a coincidence, Brother Yuan," Wu Ji glanced at him and Lin Yue with a smile in his pocket, "How can we meet each other every time?"

"I just wanted to ask," Yuan Hang looked at him, "how can I avoid you stupid/pussy."

Wu Ji has learned to be smart now, and didn't care too much about him, but when he passed in front of him, he glanced at his arm on Lin Yue's shoulder, and the words flowed into their ears along the wind: "Two Chair."

Yuan Hang hooked the corner of his mouth, disapproving.

"Fuck!" Li Yangbing cursed after hearing Wu Ji's running away figure, "Does he have shit in his mouth?"

Lin Yue, who had been silent all this time, picked up the phone and looked at the time when he heard this, and smiled: "I ran pretty fast."

After listening to the music, Li Yangbing stared into the distance and smiled for a while, then turned his head and glanced at Yuan Hang, who was still there, and asked tentatively, "Boss, don't you care about sexual... orientation?"

Lin Yue looked over after hearing the words, and now he really wants to know the answer to this sentence.

There was an impulse in Yuan Hang's mind for a moment, and he didn't think too much when he blurted it out. In short, he was still in a burst of joy a few seconds after he said it.

Li Yangbing's words ruthlessly dug out the most disgusting thing he ever felt, and the resistance in his heart can be imagined.

"It's fun." Yuan Hang said with a sneer.

Li Yangbing was stunned for a moment, then said blankly: "It's...it's fun?"

Lin Yue paused after hearing this.

Today's extra sensitive self felt a thud in his heart and fell to the ground.

He turned his head to look at Yuan Hang and asked, "Is it fun?"

It’s over.

After Yuan Hang was in a daze for two seconds, he reacted suddenly. When he turned his head to look over, Lin Yue let go of his arm expressionlessly, and walked straight into the store.

"Brother Lin...what's wrong?" Yang Xuan asked blankly, pointing at the store.

Yuan Hang didn't speak, and followed him in.

Lin Yue was sitting on a seat in the back, and was about to put on the earphones. When he saw him, he raised his eyelids and did not speak, continuing to move his hands.

Yuan Hang stood silently for a while, and sat next to him.

Lin Yue didn't play the game seriously, and couldn't concentrate at all. There were only three words in his mind - "fun".

He freed one hand and rubbed his face to wake himself up.

It turned out that this incident was quite fun. In Yuan Hang's heart, it was fun to say that he was gay, and it was fun to be with boys.

Lin Yue took a deep breath, feeling that his mouth was particularly tasteless.He took out the lollipop and put it in his mouth, chewed the candy twice, making a "creaking" sound.

Yuan Hang was wearing earphones, listening to the sound of Lin Yue gnawing candy next to him, he tightened his grip on the mouse.

Now as long as it is about Lin Yue, he will be very sensitive, and he can immediately follow Lin Yue's movements and associate Lin Yue's mood.

He looked at the computer screen in front of him and sighed inwardly.

It's over, I'm the fucking idiot...