Tell you to turn backwards?

Wu Shifeng was very patient, Meng Ze was silent for a long time, and suddenly asked something almost inaudibly.

"Huh?" Wu Shifeng didn't hear clearly, "What did you say?"

Meng Ze stopped talking again, and Wu Shifeng decided to be ashamed to the end: "Well, if you don't talk, I will take it as your acquiescence, and you are not allowed to go back on your word."

In order to make this promise look more sincere, Wu Shifeng turned Meng Ze's face up again.At this distance, both of them can only hold the other's face in their eyes.

Wu Shifeng happily touched his mouth again, maybe his eyes were too bright this time, and Meng Ze saw it too clearly.

He heard Meng Ze's "Yes" in a daze, and Wu Shifeng didn't know if he was hallucinating.

But Meng Ze's eyes softened again.

The rain outside the window was pattering, and the fresh rain had eaten a string of water jets on the glass window, and the water marks left behind were blurred within a short while.

Meng Ze threw Wu Shifeng's coat into the washing machine, took it out after hesitation, and folded it neatly on the bedside.

Wu Shifeng's taste is not satisfactory, and most of the thermal underwear he considers indispensable in winter are bright red.The choice of sweater and sweater is not bad, the style is more similar to Meng Ze, the main purpose is to show off to death, red, pink and purple are not bothering, anyway, the appearance is there, and it is not ugly to wear anything.

It's this jacket, it's really... It's hard to say, let's talk about the one that he was forced to wear back today, the army green fabric, the big brown fur collar, and the fleece thick enough to withstand the warmth of the Antarctic wind, it makes people swell up Twenty catties.

A proper village veteran cadre style army coat.

But... it's really warm.

Meng Ze looked at the weather forecast for the last few days, and it was rainy. Thinking about such a thick coat, it would not be able to dry after washing and drying for a few days. If it was rainy, he would be afraid of hair growth.

After thinking about it, he folded the clothes and put them on the bedside. He remembered to put them in a plastic bag and return them to Wu Shifeng tomorrow.

Meng Ze even saw the time while looking at the weather, and he found a plastic-enclosed photo from the locked drawer.

Because it was plastic-packed later, the color had faded for a while at that time, and the photo was a little yellowed, similar to the effect of the current retro filter.

It was a family portrait of a family of four, taken casually on the sofa. Meng Ze was still held by his father at that time, with a round face, big eyes and red lips.

Now Meng Ze can no longer express such ignorant and carefree eyes, and his appearance is completely different from that time.

His fingertips stroked the smooth plastic wrap, landed on his sister Meng Tan's face, and retracted after a while.

Meng Ze didn't do anything drastic. In the photo, his father, Meng Min, was sitting there completely bearded. He never thought of blackening his face or anything else.

Over time, scars will heal, scab over, fall off, and even—be forgotten, relieved.

But Meng Ze was unwilling, he would never forget the scar, let alone the pain.He wanted Meng Jianmin to pay for his dead childhood and love.

The heavy rain gradually turned into light rain, and finally died down in the dark night.

Meng Ze was sweating coldly, and it could be seen from his frown that his night was not peaceful.

The burning dusk of the setting sun distorted and deformed, and the piercing calls for help and screams caught Meng Ze's breath.

He was still hiding in that half-covered wardrobe that didn't close tightly, his field of vision was pitifully small, he could only hear Meng Tan's crying, and he didn't dare to breathe.

Then there was a fucking voice. This mother, who would never have any emotions in his eyes, was pulled by Meng Jianmin's hair and dragged on the ground by dozens of centimeters.

Meng Ze covered his mouth, his hands shaking uncontrollably.

"You, beast!" The mother, whose personality was vague in Meng Ze's impression, yelled loudly, and fell in a pool of blood within a moment. After falling to the ground, her head moved, but she couldn't reach Meng Ze Eyes, she smiled ugly, breathing stopped here.

Meng Ze's angle of view can't face her bloodshot and wide eyes, but the later dreams can always make him look directly at her desperate eyes from the third perspective, and that smile condemns his cowardice all the time.

If he didn't hide it, obediently... obediently let Meng Jianmin find it, then he would just ruin his life alone. Would the fate of those who love him be different?

The phone vibrated a few times, Meng Ze suddenly opened his eyes, raised his hands indiscriminately for a long time, and only grabbed the military coat that was neatly folded beside him. Wu Shifeng's coat covered his entire head, and the fluff inside was very thick. Almost wiped the tears off his face.

Wu Shifeng changed to Johnson & Johnson baby shower gel at some point, maybe he just came over from the shower tonight, the coat was stained with a faint fragrance, mixed with Wu Shifeng's unique sense of security swept over him, Like a grumpy little wild cat whose fur has been smoothed out, Meng Ze finally calmed down.

He hugged Wu Shifeng's coat with lingering fear, thinking that he would lend him the coat for a few more days, Wu Shifeng should not be in a hurry to ask for it...

The New Year's Day party was held in a satisfactory manner, with no surprises or surprises.

The girls from junior high school to high school shouted happily below, and Meng Ze, together with the mermaid boss in women's clothing, circled a circle of fans in the school post bar.

The fans are so fanatical that they can't wait to customize a banner and go to Class 4 ([-]) to pull it.

In Meng Ze's eyes, there has never been an audience. It's not that he can't see them, but that he blocked them involuntarily.

When the lights came down, Meng Ze held Huang Minshan's hand. Wu Mermaid was too involved in the drama, and stood aside, staring at Huang Minshan enviously.

At this time, Meng Ze had only one thought - to hold his hand.

Meng Ze was frightened by his own thoughts, and then belatedly thought: I might like him too.

At the curtain call, Wu Shifeng held Meng Ze's hand in an upright manner. Meng Ze didn't want to be touched by others, so the girl next to him only dared to block his hand in front of him, but Huang Minshan next to Wu Shifeng grabbed it disapprovingly. Wu Shifeng's hand.

Meng Ze glanced over there without making any gesture.

Outside the gymnasium.

"Let go." Meng Ze's hand was pulled tightly by him, and he couldn't move it.

"Don't let him go." Wu Shifeng pulled him into his arms like a baby, as if he was afraid that if he was not careful, this person would change his mind and return to the one who thought everyone was different.

Although it hasn't been overheated much now.

These two people didn't have the interest to leave the stage to watch the New Year's Eve party after the performance, so they walked together in the deserted school, and occasionally a teacher they didn't know passed by, and the two were not nervous at all, and their hands were still holding each other firmly. The hands were mostly covered by the long sweater sleeves.

Wu Shifeng is used to being shameless, but Meng Ze doesn't think it's embarrassing for a man to hold hands with a man. There is no such taboo in his concept.But no matter if you are with a man or a woman, it is still puppy love.

So proper cover is still necessary.

"Would you like to go to our house tonight? My mother, brother and sister have all gone on a trip, and I'm the only one left at home." Wu Shifeng said, "I didn't go because there was a performance. Anyway, I didn't even go out, so it's meaningless."

"Didn't you still have that cat with you? Is it called...Fa Cai?" Meng Ze's tone was unexpectedly good, and he gently pushed away Wu Shifeng's bullying body as soon as he left the school: "Stop making trouble, I'll take care of you tomorrow." something."

Wu Shifeng wanted to stay with him for a while longer, but there was nowhere to go in this poor place in Jiangnan, so he could only say in desperation, "I'll take you to see the kindergarten I used to have when I was young."

Seeing that Meng Ze didn't respond, Wu Shifeng quickly added: "I have to go back to my house first, I have a gift for you."

Meng Ze was a little surprised: "Send me off? Isn't today the New Year? What does it have to do with me?"

"I just want to give you a gift, nothing else." Wu Shifeng's palms were sweaty, sticky and afraid that Meng Ze would dislike him, so he obediently let go of Meng Ze's hand, "I'll make it myself Yes, it's not expensive, don't hold it against you."

Meng Ze asked Wu Shifeng to get in the car and told him to drive by himself.I sat behind Wu Shifeng, with a distance of about five centimeters from him.

After sitting firmly, Meng Ze said, "But I didn't prepare a gift for you."

In his concept, things like gifts should be reciprocated, but as far as Meng Ze can remember, he has only received gifts from Xiao Zihan, and they were a long time ago, so he has no experience.

Hearing his tone, Wu Shifeng couldn't help but laugh for a moment: "I didn't ask you to send it back."

Meng Ze couldn't quite understand: "Then why did you give me something?"

"This is the same as I usually give you milk tea and snacks..."

"It's not the same. You did it to copy your homework."

Wu Shifeng smiled and patiently explained to him: "That's different. The gift this time is because I like you as a person, so I want to give you a gift. I'll be happy if you accept it... Do you understand?"

In the end, he didn't understand, so he simply said, "I don't know."

Meng Ze also felt this. He felt that he couldn't express his feelings for Wu Shifeng now.

Ashamed to express, but also clumsy in words.

Wu Shifeng didn't feel his presence, so he made a bad move, suddenly accelerated and ran wildly, and then slammed on the brakes again, and Meng Ze fell directly on his back.

Meng Ze gently called his head: "Why are you crazy?"

Wu Shifeng looked innocent: "I usually ride a bicycle, but I have touched many electric bikes. I am not proficient."

Meng Ze wanted to move back a bit, but Wu Shifeng continued to play tricks, and quickly stopped: "Hey, don't move, you can't move, I'm an immature half-baby, if you move, the car will fall over."

Meng Ze didn't dare to move.

Wu Shifeng smiled smugly secretly, but it's a pity that this guy failed to steal the chicken again. Meng Ze's body pressed up, and the faint fragrance filled Wu Shifeng's nose, which almost made him unable to control it.

Wu Shifeng tried his best to shift his attention to the scenery ahead, thinking silently: You are young and frivolous, my little baby, don't be young and frivolous.