delicacies

Bian Wennan taught the last row of people, whether to teach Li Chenghui, who knows how to play the harmonica, but who knows nothing, when the day of the chorus was approaching, Bian Wennan had to give him a small lesson alone.

On the cement platform on the top floor of the teaching building, Bian Wennan started his daily lunch break.

Li Chenghui was sitting on the platform with his arms shirtless, and his school uniform had been requisitioned, and it was being placed under the squad leader's buttocks to prevent dust from getting on him.

The hand-in-hand and one-on-one teaching barely mobilized Li Chenghui's rare harmonica art cells.

However, there is still a long way to go before blowing out a piece of music smoothly and without breaking the sound.

"I'm tired of listening, take a break," Li Chenghui put away the harmonica in his hand, "Do you know any other songs?"

Bian Wennan touched the school uniform under his buttocks, and put the harmonica to his lips.

"Twinkle twinkle little stars, how I wonder where you are?"

"Our hometown, on the field of hope?"

"……National anthem?"

……

Li Chenghui paused, "What is this song?"

Bian Wennan moved his hands, and notes flowed out of his mouth one by one.

After blowing, say: "Together."

"You made it up yourself?" Li Chenghui looked at him, saw him nodding, and demanded aggressively, "Blow it again."

Bian Wennan glanced at him, and really put the harmonica to his lips.

Under the sun, the teenager sitting on the concrete platform drooped his eyebrows and focused on playing the harmonica. The wind blew the hair on his forehead, and the sound of the harmonica was blown away.

That is completely different from the tablemate who gave lectures, took notes, and took a nap on the table.

Li Chenghui was very clear in his heart that he was different from everyone he had come into contact with before.

But I can't tell what the difference is.

more excellent?smarter?Or is it more beautiful?

Li Chenghui stayed for a while, and when Bian Wennan finished playing, he suddenly took away the harmonica in his hand with one hand. He was surprised to see Li Chenghui put the harmonica to his lips, and his heart beat violently. Why... doesn't he wipe his saliva?

What surprised Bian Wennan even more was that he blew out a short piece of music, although it was intermittent, compared to what he just blew, it was like a baby just learning to walk.

Even he didn't know it, there was a smile in his eyes.

In the next second, his eyes suddenly went dark, his sky was spinning, and he was lying on his back on the platform under someone's pressure. Bian Wennan watched the man's face pressed up, and the wet lips that had just moved on the harmonica covered his own lips. , he could even feel the man's heavy breathing, as well as the violent heartbeat lingering in his ears.

The harmonica rolled off them onto the concrete platform.

Bian Wennan saw the light cast on the eyelids from the hair on the top of the man's head, which was a bit dazzling.

The author has something to say:

Li Gong: If you say kiss, you will kiss. There is no ambiguity.

Nannan: (rolling eyes)

Work harder and more~

Chapter 9 Walking side by side 9 Among the profound knowledge of his deskmate...is there anything related to this?

A gust of wind blew through the ends of his hair, and he recovered from his daze.

There was a slight coolness on his lips and a strange tingling sensation. Bian Wennan wiped his lips with his hand and found a small amount of blood on the back of his hand. His mind flashed for a moment what the man did when he suddenly turned around , I didn't control the strength well, it almost hit my own lips, the lips and teeth met, and a small mouth was forced out.

Bian Wennan tasted the astringency of blood.

The heartbeat that had been stunned just now suddenly seemed to come to life again, beating wildly.

He covered his chest, and he could feel the unprecedented beating of his heart under his palm.

However, the person who made such an inexplicable behavior has long since disappeared. When Bian Wennan squinted his eyes and was dazzled by the sunlight between the ends of his hair, the person bent down and looked at him with a blank face. There was an expression of heaven and earth falling apart.

Bian Wennan sat up, he was the only one left on the roof, with Li Chenghui's school uniform under his buttocks, the man left the uniform and fled.

With his hands still on his chest, he found a good way to control his heartbeat—recite the value of π by one digit after every beat, and it was very effective soon. His breathing stabilized and his heartbeat gradually became normal.

Bian Wennan's mind was so clear that he even flashed all the memory images of Li Chenghui after he transferred to another school. Combined with his behavior just now, he finally came to a conclusion——

His deskmate likes him.

It's the kind of love love love love.

two males.

Bian Wennan was not surprised.He knew very early on that he only admired women and had no desire, because he was born in a single-parent family and his mother was relatively strong. He did not receive any teachings about love. At first he felt that he had no desire for men, thinking that he was possible is asexual.

But now he finds that he doesn't resist men's kisses, and even has a strange feeling in his heart.

Bian Wennan was bored in the school library for Thursday's activity class. In addition to finding some books describing the love story between two men, he also added a lot of knowledge about homosexuality.

During this period, his desk mates were still very normal, but the frequency of blank faces with cold faces increased a lot, and the physical contact plummeted. Or it should be said that Li Chenghui was avoiding him the whole time.

Bian Wennan felt that this fully exposed his flaws of poor psychological quality.

It has to be added that he looks calm, but his impulsiveness is easily infected by the atmosphere. For example, when he suddenly kissed him while he was playing the harmonica, he didn't care.

Another thing Bian Wennan was worrying about was how to confess his sexuality to Bian's mother.

Based on Bian Mu's character over the years, he speculates that her acceptance of homosexuality is extremely low, and unless a miracle happens, there is still a certain possibility of reaching the most perfect ending.

Before he could think about this "miracle", Li Chenghui, who had been keeping a "cold" face for the past few days, couldn't hold back.

Li Chenghui suffered from insomnia for so many days, had a headache and sore eyes. In the English teacher's quiz, he kept making mistakes in single choice, cloze, and reading comprehension. What happened to the other party?

Before the old woman in black silk went to class, she kindly called herself and the person sitting next to him, "Goodboy!" First, she praised Bian Wennan and told him to sit down, then lowered her face and glanced at Li Chenghui, " Leo, what's the matter with you? Do you still want to take my class? Can you see that everything on your test paper should be wrong?"

……

Li Chenghui stared down at the [-] points on Bian Wennan's test paper the whole time, as if he could freeze an ice flower on it.

Then he saw his deskmate turned his head to glance at his paper, frowned, his expression seemed a little confused.

Li Chenghui stood up for a class, but he became sober.

In the past few days, my mind, which has been muddled and messed up, suddenly realized one thing, the other party seemed to be okay with something that I was worried about.

... No, not just like normal people.

Li Chenghui felt that he seemed to have let go of some burden, and he almost hummed with his natural "smiling face".

When rehearsing the chorus, he also saw the person who was conducting in front and smiled at the whole class.

It's not the kind of smile that Bian Wennan usually has on his face, but a real smile... Li Chenghui can't describe it. Anyway, he was flashed and sang a broken note. Fortunately, his voice was relatively low so no one could hear it. .

For some reason, Li Chenghui panicked.

And because he was not used to showing his emotions since he was a child, Li Chenghui felt that now he was like an ice volcano that was pressing on hot magma and was about to erupt.

Isn't it just a kiss? Li Chenghui's two friends abroad often hugged and kissed together... Well, although he was told that they were a pair of gays before returning to China.

He also kissed his deskmate... Is he gay too?

Li Chenghui's eyes were empty, and he said what was in his heart.

The sound of the harmonica in Bian Wennan's mouth stopped, and he looked to the side. In his hand was a newly bought polyphonic harmonica. The metal shell reflected the face of the person next to him like a mirror.

Li Chenghui has an excellent face, with a high nose bridge and deep eyebrows. He looks more mature than his peers, but in fact he is still a brat in his heart.

Those years of staying abroad obviously only broadened his view of love, but did not increase his love experience.

"Homosexuality is a common sexual orientation. Most experts believe that it is an innate decision that cannot be changed and cannot be controlled by oneself. But what can be confirmed is that this is not a spiritual one. Illness..." Bian Wennan put down his harmonica, and told him everything he had learned in the past few days, looking at Li Chenghui, it was like looking at a big lost lamb, or the stupid one, Bai Changhui so big.

Li Chenghui's mind was temporarily stuffed with a bunch of serious academic terms, and Gao Leng's face was rarely dazed.

Among the knowledgeable people at his desk...is there anything involved in this aspect?

"At the same table, are you gay?"

When Bian Wennan heard this sentence, he paused, thought for half a second, and nodded: "I'm gay." Although he only realized it not long ago. "And, judging from your behavior of kissing me that day, you should also have this tendency."

Li Chenghui's heart skipped a beat, and his eyes widened.

He looked at Bian Wennan's white and warm face, and said "kiss me" from this mouth, he felt as if his soul had left his body, and his body was hit twice by Thor's hammer and nailed to the cross .

In the man's clear eyes, Li Chenghui's face flushed uncontrollably, although it was not obvious on his face, but in his mind, it was as if a firework had burned his face directly.

what did he say? ?He thinks I'm gay too, no no, I actually kissed a gay?

Li Chenghui's face was paralyzed, and his heart was broken, which is not enough to describe.

Then he heard the last sentence from his deskmate——

"I like you."

……

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Bian Wennan looked at the figure of the man who disappeared in front of him in embarrassment again. He also saw the appearance of the man jumping off the concrete platform, and he didn't see that flexible and vigorous figure again. He even fell and fell severely. Yan Shishi limped a little, and finally ran away rolling and crawling.

The beating heart that was beating just now gradually calmed down. Bian Wennan found that when he was with this person, his heartbeat would sometimes become faster. Realizing this, he ticked off the "Signs of Love" in his heart again. one.

Bian Wennan picked up the harmonica resting on his lap, and played "Together" lightly. His fingers and lips moved nimbly on the harmonica, and he didn't even notice it. Now the tunes he played were better than before. The rhythm is much lighter.

He recalled the staggering back of the man just now, and the corners of his lips that covered the harmonica slightly raised.

Blue sky, white clouds, cool breeze.Intertwined with the clear harmonica sound.

And sitting on the platform, playing the harmonica in a blue school uniform, the handsome boy with a slight smile on his face.

Li Chenghui, who was hiding behind the door, looked away, moved his leg that had just fallen, and let out a "hiss" in pain. He patted his stiff face, and then touched his chest.

...Damn, jump so fast.

The author has something to say:

Li Gong: I fell. (cover face)

Nannan ::)

I was so sweet by the two of them _(:з」∠)_ and walked to the second line (before the broken mirror) for a while, and then returned to the first line (after the broken mirror).

Today is the winter solstice, have you eaten dumplings?Haha, let me feed you a mouthful of beef-stuffed dumplings through the network cable~