say you like me

Yu Yang wore little clothes, and stood in the ice and snow for a long time. When he opened the door, his hands were so cold that he couldn't hold the key.

Back in the house, looking at the table of meals I had been busy working all afternoon, I suddenly felt very fucking wronged.

What's the situation?Who is Liu Ziqi?How many days have you known Wen Jin?It can't be because of a pair of torn gloves, can it? !This fucking is obviously because the weasel has no good intentions in giving the chicken New Year greetings!An idiot who can't see that Liu Ziqi is plotting something wrong, let it be his own damn murder!

Yu Yang suddenly felt that his behavior of squatting in the room waiting for him all day was a slap in the face and an idiot.How should I put it, when Wen Jin put another person behind him and confronted him coldly, he felt sad for some reason, especially the hurt one.

He felt that he was not so hypocritical before, maybe his grandma passed away, and he was too lonely.

It's the New Year's Eve, every house is lively, and the lights are so warm outside the window, but he doesn't have it.He was alone, whether he was watching the Spring Festival Gala, eating or playing games, he was alone, it was too quiet.If you have ever experienced loneliness, you know that it is really different when someone is around. He doesn't have to talk or do anything, as long as he is there, it is much better.

Yu Yang found a garbage bag, and poured the untouched dishes on the table one by one. When the second-to-last dish was poured, he wiped his eyes, "Fuck!" He couldn't help but spit on himself and embarrass himself.

But it's really fucking embarrassing.

Wen Jin stared at the phone, typed a few words, deleted it, started again, and finally threw the phone aside.

Yu Yang hates homosexuality, but he is, and...

Wen Jin sat on the corner of the bed, bent down and buried her face in her hands.He also hated himself, always hated.

The winter vacation of the third year of high school is very short, and school will start before the end of the year.

Although it is already spring, there are still a few heavy snowfalls in the north.When class was over, Wen Jin went to the supermarket and saw Yu Yang again. He lost weight and was alone, without the girl named Cheng Yu around him.

When Yu Yang looked over, he instinctively hid behind the shelf, and then poked his head out, but he was no longer there.After that night, he had no contact with Yu Yang, during which Yu Yang sent a text message saying that his sports bracelet had been left at his house.Wen Jin hesitated for a long time, and replied, "No."

There was no news from Yu Yang again.

In the second semester of the third year of high school, many people were a little bit burnt out, and entered a period of despair where no matter how hard they tried, their grades would not improve.

Wen Jin also didn't want to study.He is different from those who have dreams. He is tired because he doesn't know why he is working so hard.Uncle Luo said, get a good grade in the exam, leave this place, and go to a big city.Ah, going to the big city, sounds like a good idea, then what?

The consequence of burnout is a sharp drop in grades. Teacher Wang invited him to the office for tea.But his test this time was really bad, and there is nothing to refute.It's just that when I met Yu Yang when I was being criticized...

"Report." Yu Yang came to deliver the paper to the teacher.Every time Mr. Wang finished a paper, he would make it for Yu Yang first, and when Yu Yang found a mistake, he would tell her, which was equivalent to an intelligent error correction machine.

"Sister Wang, the paper is finished, and the last multiple-choice question seems to be wrong, ABCD is not the correct answer." Yu Yang said.

Wen Jin lowered his head slightly, feeling uncomfortable.But Yu Yang didn't look at him at all, handed the paper to the teacher and left.

Teacher Wang continued to talk to him, "It's not that you can't learn, you just haven't been focused on studying recently. I know you are in this state. You feel that you don't have the talent and you don't know how to learn, so you give up. Look at Li Feng, the first grader. , how can Yu Yang be smarter?"

Li Feng's homeroom teacher's face is very ugly...

"But the first grader is Li Feng! Yu Yang is smart, but he doesn't work as hard as Li Feng!"

Li Feng's class teacher smiled with satisfaction.

"The college entrance examination is 4 months away, so you should think about it yourself." Mr. Wang concluded sternly at the end.

"Come to my house today."

Just as Wen Jin came out of the teacher's office, she was taken aback by Yu Yang standing at the door.He stayed there, leaning against the corridor wall.

This is the first sentence the two have spoken in a month.

Wen Jin was stunned for a while, "No, I'm a little..."

"Come on, let me explain the paper for you." Yu Yang didn't listen to his refusal, turned and left.

Wen Jin stood there the whole time, with his head down, wondering what he was thinking.

Today Liu Ziqi was waiting at the school gate early, and when he saw Wen Jin coming out, the nervousness in his eyes turned into surprise, "I... I thought you weren't coming..."

Wen Jin handed him a box, which was a cake he bought next to the school, "Happy birthday."

Liu Ziqi opened his eyes wide in surprise, and took the cake carefully, "Thank you, thank you, actually you don't need to prepare a present for me, if you want to accompany me on my birthday, I will..."

"Let's go." Wen Jin interrupted his stammering words.

Liu Ziqi said that he finally turned 18 and wanted to celebrate in an adult way, Wen Jinxin said that your thinking like this is very immature, but he still went to the bar with Liu Ziqi.

After all, he was still timid, he had already taken a fancy to a clearing bar, there were few people in twos and threes, and the atmosphere was warm like a coffee shop.

In fact, Wen Jin also came to a bar for the first time, the only thing better than Liu Ziqi was that it was not his first time drinking.Chen Yajing is a doctor and can't drink alcohol, but she always likes to pour some for Wen Jin during the holidays. She said, "Your father told you before you were born that a boy must drink!"

"Do you like me?" Wen Jin asked straightforwardly.

Liu Ziqi was sipping his Long Island iced tea, coughed uncontrollably when he heard this, and stared blankly at Wen Jin after coughing.

And Wen Jin was indifferent, looking at him expressionlessly.Liu Ziqi lowered his head, wiped his lips with his sleeve, and said softly, "I just want...to be friends with you..."

He didn't dare to say anything about his liking anymore. His liking was once treated as a disgusting joke and shown to the whole class.

"Can you be friends with the person you like?" Wen Jin still looked indifferent as usual, but there was some doubtful emotion in his eyes.

"Okay." Liu Ziqi was playing with the clear wine glass, and it was rare for him to speak without stuttering, "It's fine if you hide it well." He raised his head and smiled at Wen Jin.

After drinking a few cups of Long Island iced tea, it was rare for Liu Ziqi to maintain his last sanity and not indulge his 18-year-old to the end. "There is still homework." He said that, but tomorrow is Sunday.

Liu Ziqi looks limp and even a little girly, but he has a natural capacity for alcohol.Wen Jin was already a little drunk, but he seemed to be better, and wanted to send Wen Jin home.

Wen Jin stuffed him into a taxi, turned around and walked home slowly, alcohol made him a little drowsy.

It was almost eleven o'clock when we reached the gate of the community, and the whole street was empty, except for him.

"Where did you go?" A familiar voice suddenly came from behind him, which shocked him.

He turned his head and stared blankly at Yu Yang. He was still wearing a school uniform, and even rarely carried a schoolbag.

"You..." Wen Jin was speechless in shock.

"Why didn't you come?" Yu Yang's voice was emotionless, as if he was asking "Have you eaten yet?".

Wen Jin lowered her head and took a deep breath, "How long have you been waiting?"

"Why do you hide from me?" Yu Yang still looked at him.

"Wen Jin, do you like him?"

Wen Jin froze in place for a moment, staring at him with wide eyes, speechless.

Seeing his expression, Yu Yang assumed that he had acquiesced.He nodded with a sneer, but his eyes turned red the moment he turned around.

He strode away, and suddenly Wen Jin's almost inaudible voice came from behind: "I like you."

It made his footsteps stop in place immediately.

"Yu Yang, I like you."

He didn't dare to look back, he heard Wen Jin's voice trembling hoarsely.

"Yu Yang, I like you, Yu Yang, I like you..."

"Yu Yang, I...I like you."

"Yu Yang, I'm sorry...Yu Yang, I'm...I'm gay..." He heard Wen Jin wailing, crying so sadly, and crying hoarsely.

As if a cold knife had been pierced into his heart, Yu Yang gasped for breath with his back turned to Wen Jin, the cold wind blew, and his face was icy cold.He touched his cheek, which was full of tears.

Seeing Yu Yang stepping in the opposite direction, Wen Jin stumbled and ran in the snow as if he had just woken up from a dream, ran behind Yu Yang and grabbed his sleeve, with a trembling but calm voice:

"Yu Yang, Yu Yang, I don't like you anymore...I don't like you anymore, can we still be good friends? Yu Yang...I'll change...I'll change..."

So sad.

The tearing pain in his heart made him almost suffocate.

why?Why is he so sad.

Yu Yang choked up in pain, wiped away his tears, pushed away the hand that was holding his sleeve, and fled staggeringly.

Wen Jin stared blankly at the back of the man fleeing in a panic, seeing him stumbling and even bumping into a trash can on the side of the road,

He first stood there expressionless, tears streaming down his face as if the thread was broken.

After an unknown amount of time, he stretched out his hand slowly, and hammered hard on his swollen and aching heart twice, his expression distorted in pain.

It hurt so bad, my throat was so sore that I couldn't cry out.

Kneeling in the snow, he let out broken roars one after another unwillingly from his throat.

Such hoarseness, such heartache, such embarrassment, and such complete defeat all stem from my liking for you.

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I'm back!

Sorry for being too busy today~

love you~

I may be drunk~