I want this sand sculpture

The surface of the lake was shimmering, the moon was crumbled in the water and it was pale, the surrounding was very quiet, Du Yan could hear the sound of the wind, the sound of unknown insects, and the sound of light breathing.

Du Yan couldn't see Song Qichen's expression, nor could he guess what he was thinking.

"Yes." Du Yan said.

"I..." Song Qichen turned around suddenly, looked at Du Yan, his eyes turned red, "I don't know."

He spoke with difficulty, his voice trembling slightly.

Song Qichen felt that he was a bit useless, so there was nothing to cry about.

"I can listen." Du Yan also looked at him, Song Qichen like this made him feel soft, and added, "I won't say it."

Song Qichen's whole face was tense, his eyes were wide open, and the veins on his clenched fists were bulging, as if he was restraining something.

"Fuck." After a few seconds, he gradually relaxed.

Song Qichen took a few steps towards the lake, put his arms on the railing, and leaned over.

The slightly cold wind hit his face, but he was a little sober.

Du Yan also followed, lying beside him.

"Sometimes I can't control my emotions." Song Qichen said, his eyes fixed on the lake.

"Well, I know," Du Yan nodded, "I'll see it the third time I see you."

"That day," Song Qichen hesitated, "I didn't mean to attack you, sorry."

Du Yan didn't speak, but turned his head to look at him.

"I was just that day, it was too messy," Song Qichen organized his words, "It's annoying, I just want to vent."

"Well," Du Yan responded, "Do you often bite people?"

"No, I just bit you. It's been a long time since I... just, it's been like that," Song Qichen said, "I don't even know what I'm doing, I'm sorry."

He apologized again.

"Then I'm quite honored." Du Yan laughed.

"Tsk," Song Qichen also smiled lightly, "It might be because you owe me a beating."

Du Yan raised his fist, "Be careful, I'll beat you."

"The one just now is called Meng Fan." Song Qichen still stared at the lake, the smile on his face disappeared, "He is my... classmate, from the past."

"En." Du Yan responded.

"He was hospitalized because of me," Song Qichen tightened his grip on the railing, "I..."

"It's not you." Du Yan said.

Song Qichen was taken aback, he didn't expect Du Yan to say that.

Obviously he didn't know what happened, so he simply and rudely concluded that there was nothing wrong with him, and believed him simply and rudely, Song Qichen suddenly felt a little bit astringent in his eyes.

"It's not you." Du Yan repeated.

Song Qichen turned his head to look at him, the young man's flamboyant hair fluttered in the wind, and the moonlight on his face looked extremely soft, but also revealed a bit of determination.He was still casual as always, but his eyes were full of seriousness.

How can people be so good-looking.

Song Qichen was startled, and felt that the current situation might not be suitable for admiring handsome guys.

"En." Song Qichen nodded, and continued to lie on the railing and stare at the lake in a daze.

Du Yan waited for a long time, but Song Qichen didn't say anything about it again.

Du Yan is not stupid either, he can tell that Song Qichen is not happy when he touches this matter, and something is wrong when he meets that boy named Meng Fan twice, he can even see that Song Qichen is trembling.

angry?or fear?Is it about transfer?Who is the boy?

Du Yan had a bunch of questions popping up, but he didn't ask them, let's talk about it when Song Qichen himself is willing to say it.

Du Yan tilted his head to look at the boy's half-dark face, the wind blew his bangs, his handsome face was expressionless, and a little dull, he slightly bowed and lay on his stomach, staring into the distance in a daze, his eyes wide open. moist.

Looked a little lonely.

Oddly enough, Du Yan raised his hand and rubbed his hair.

Song Qichen didn't respond.

Du Yan rubbed it again.

Song Qichen's eyelids moved, "Take your hands away."

"Do you know what you look like now?" Du Yan put down his hand and looked at him.

"Huh?" Song Qichen responded.

"It's especially like the little boy in Wolf is Coming," Du Yan said, "Come and comfort me, come and comfort me."

"Which little boy?" Song Qichen was taken aback.

"It's just the kid herding sheep, the one whose sheep were eaten by wolves." Du Yan said.

"..." Song Qichen said in his heart that I seem to be hearing a different story from you.

"That kid must really want others to play with him and want someone to care about him, that's why he lied, right?" Du Yan said seriously.

"Ah." Song Qichen still didn't quite understand why Du Yan wanted to tell him a story, but in order not to make Du Yan look stupid, he still nodded.

The two of them didn't speak any more, facing each other in a daze while the wind was blowing.

The atmosphere is a little subtle.

"Fuck," Du Yan laughed, scratching his hair, "Why does Du Qingqing have such a feeling when she speaks, and I feel like a mentally retarded person when I speak."

"You are like a mentally retarded person, and it has nothing to do with the story." Song Qichen looked at him and smiled, "Your sister still tells you stories? You two have a good relationship."

"What a fart," Du Yan said, "This little girl is very annoying, why do you have to follow her, otherwise you will keep making trouble for days."

"For example, if you don't eat pie, you will die?" Song Qichen's eyes curled up.

"Ah?" Du Yan paused, unable to react for a while, "Yes... ah, I'm still lying in the ward, so what kind of cancer can't be cured..." Du Yan's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally closed it Mouth.

Song Qichen narrowed his eyes, held back his laughter for a few seconds.

The mood relaxes in an instant.

He didn't know what was wrong with him, it was like a string that had been taut for a long time was suddenly loosened when it was about to break, and the whole string went limp.

Just want to laugh.

Fuck all the annoying shit.

After an unknown amount of time, Song Qichen felt a little sour in the corners of his eyes.He stopped and found that Du Yan had been looking at him, his eyes were crooked, revealing a little tenderness under the moonlight.

"I..." Song Qichen wanted to say something.

"I'm here," Du Yan interrupted him, and smiled at him, "Brother Yan is here."

Song Qichen was taken aback for a moment, feeling his nose was starting to feel sour, he controlled his emotions, and smiled, "Thank you."

Fucking too much to drink.

fuck it.

"Aren't you leaving?" Song Qichen asked, "It's too late to take a taxi here."

The two of them were sitting on the lawn by the lake watching the moon. Du Yan took a picture of the lake and Tianyi with his mobile phone. When he heard this, he paused and glanced at him, "Didn't I say I'm not going back?" ?”

"Did you say it?" Song Qichen asked.

"I said it." Du Yan nodded, and poked his finger on the screen of the phone to start posting Moments. Halfway through editing, he suddenly remembered something, turned his head to stare at Song Qichen, and shook the phone in front of him, "Handsome guy, Add a WeChat?"

"Tsk," Song Qichen laughed, "This handsome guy, do I know you?"

"You look very much like my classmate in the class next door," Du Yan said solemnly, "He is handsome, but his temper is not as good as yours."

"That's fine," Song Qichen took out his phone and scanned the QR code on Du Yan's screen, "Don't let your classmate next door hear that."

Song Qichen's mouth twitched when he saw the other party's profile.

"Benboerba...?" Song Qichen stared at his phone screen with difficulty.

"Yes," Du Yan nodded, "Couple's name, when I have a girlfriend, I'll call her Baboerben."

"..." Song Qichen was silent for a while, "I think your girlfriend might not be too willing."

"How do you know...don't worry about it, do you think my profile picture is handsome?" Seeing Song Qichen staring at his profile for a long time, Du Yan raised his chin proudly, "If you want me to take pictures for you, even though you It's not as good as my handsome face, but it's pretty handsome."

Du Yan's profile picture is a black and white selfie with half-covered face.

"..." Song Qichen's mood was a little complicated.

"Really, you are the most handsome person I have ever seen besides myself." Du Yan looked serious.

"..." Song Qichen thought about what to say to make Du Yan sober without scolding himself, obviously he failed.

"You think about it? I don't take pictures of ordinary people." Du Yan said.

Song Qichen looked at him in disbelief, "Is there anyone else looking for you to take pictures?"

"Yes," Du Yan said with a smile, exuding a honeyed confidence from the inside out, "Wan Xu."

"I understand." Song Qichen nodded clearly, he still had a clue about Wan Xu's aesthetics that stayed in the non-mainstream era four or five years ago.

"Hey," Du Yan suddenly patted him on the shoulder, and passed his other arm behind his back, "Turn your head."

"Huh?" Song Qichen turned his face away, before he understood what was going on, Du Yan had already pressed the camera button.

Then Song Qichen saw his dazed face and the grinning face of the boy behind him frozen on the screen of Du Yan's phone.

"I... Fuck?" Song Qichen was shocked.

Du Yan grinned.

Du Yan found that Song Qichen looked indifferent at ordinary times, as if someone owed him 800 million, but he was not familiar with him, and it was not like that at all after getting acquainted with him.

Although he still has a bad temper and is unreasonable, his awkward personality is surprisingly cute.

But it could also be because of drinking today.

Du Yan and Song Qichen were lying side by side on the lawn, staring at the sky, chatting one after another.

"I heard that you used to be very good." Du Yan grabbed a piece of grass and put it in his mouth, "The eighth high school bully?"

"..." Song Qichen didn't know how to answer this question.

"I heard that you don't need to pay for your name to eat here," Du Yan said again, "No one dares to ask for it? Hey, I don't think they didn't ask for money just now."

"Who did you hear that from?" Song Qichen wanted to cover his face, he probably knew who described him like this.

"Wan Xu," Du Yan said, turning his head to stare at his profile, "Is it true?"

"What do you think?" Song Qichen glanced at him, then continued to look at the sky.

"I feel like, with your temper, you can fight people a hundred and eighty times a day, from one end of the street to the other," Du Yan said.

"Am I so cruel?" Song Qichen sighed, "I don't do it anytime and anywhere."

"Damn," Du Yan smiled, "Isn't it a school bully?"

"No." Song Qichen said.

"Then it doesn't cost money to report your name to eat? Wan Xu is very true, saying that the boss will give you two dishes when he hears that you don't want any money." Du Yan asked.

"The owner of that restaurant lives opposite me," Song Qichen rolled his eyes expressionlessly, "Which thing Wan Xu said can you believe?"

"Oh no," Du Yan couldn't stop laughing, "I really think you're some kind of coward that you can't mess with here."

"Then you won't mess with it?" Song Qichen asked, and added, "Then what Wan Xu said is true."

"You think too much, a person like me," Du Yan paused, "then I'm sure I'll take care of you."

"You?" Song Qichen chuckled, "Let's have a fight, do you think this is the way to go?"

As he spoke, he put his hands on the ground to sit up.

"Hey," Du Yan hurriedly pushed him back, "Why don't you have a good fight and see the scenery? Young people, don't always be so impulsive."

Song Qichen just said casually, he didn't really want to fight, and the two of them lay on the ground again in a daze, silent for a while.

"I didn't hit that person." Song Qichen said suddenly without thinking.

Song Qichen didn't know why he said this, he thought it would just rot in his stomach.He is a very restrained person. He rarely tells others what happened. He is used to solving it by himself. If he can't solve it, he will leave it alone.

Maybe it was too uncomfortable to hold back this time, suppressed for too long, sometimes he couldn't bear it.

Or maybe I drank some wine tonight, so I wouldn't get drunk, but I felt that the atmosphere was just right for me to say something.

There is also this person next to me, who I have known for a month, who always appears at very delicate times.

Song Qichen thinks that human beings are really strange, and that emotional fluctuations happen in a flash. All the uneasiness, anxiety, grievance, and fear only need a breakthrough, or just a confession, to pour out all the things that cannot be suppressed in the heart. come out.

When he said these words, Song Qichen felt that he had really breathed a sigh of relief during this period of time, and his mood rose accordingly.

It's just a fucking thing, it's not the only fucking thing he's encountered so far in his life.

What's the big deal.

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