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April Fool's Day

When Wen Chaoan woke up, he found that he had received a confession text message from an unsaved contact. The tone was familiar and sincere, and all kinds of metaphors were used. It always brought the time back to ten years ago, and there was an obvious gender Features, is a boy.

At first he was just reading the message, and erased all the red dots prompted by the software. Then he opened the mailbox. Without any mental preparation, he was a little confused when he saw the message twice. say what.

So he sat up, leaned against the head of the bed and read it again——

"Dear student Wen Chao'an, I am taking the liberty to send you this text message. In fact, I hesitated for a long time, afraid that it would affect your life and that you were already asleep, but there is something that bothers me all the time. It just so happens that It’s still April Fool’s Day, so I’ll take advantage of the days to muster up the courage to tell you.”

The text message was sent at 11:59 last night, and today is already April [-]nd.

"We haven't seen each other for ten years, and I think about you all the time. I used to wait for you to leave school on a rainy day, in order to share an umbrella with you; You passed by, I was like a poor slug, ugly and weak, but also had a warm heart."

"?" Wen Chaoan found it funny, what kind of emotional essay is this?

"Yes, that's right, I like you, I miss you very much, but there is a deep gap between us and the same gender, I think that is the biggest obstacle, I feel like I am living in the bottomless I am an ugly devil... But a few days ago, I finally learned that you also like boys, and my life seems to have fallen a ray of hope..."

Wen Chaoan was watching with great interest, the bulging quilt around him moved, stretched out a strong arm, and put it on Wen Chaoan's lower abdomen.Maybe the feeling was different from usual, Lu Qiansong narrowed his eyes, and asked sleepily, "Are you awake? So early... What time is it?"

"It's eleven o'clock." Getting up at this time is commonplace, Lu Qiansong responded casually, and fell asleep on Wen Chaoan's body again.

His head was pressed against Wen Chaoan's stomach, like a big coquettish cat. While reading the news, Wen Chaoan subconsciously stroked Lu Qiansong's hair.

The news is quite long, but there is nothing new in the end. He repeatedly used a few metaphors and confessed affectionately and nervously, which made Wen Chaoan feel no embarrassment. short essay.

It's over, Wen Chaoan didn't know whether to reply or pretend not to see it.

On the one hand, April Fool's Day has passed, and on the other hand, he doesn't know this person... But then again, if this person knows that he likes boys, why doesn't he investigate and find out that he already has a boyfriend?Still talked for a long time, "every night singing", a boyfriend who is going to "talk about marriage".

Just as he was wondering, the phone was pulled away by one hand, Lu Qiansong raised his head and squinted his eyes for a while, then asked slowly, "Who?"

"I don't know," Wen Chaoan simply handed him the phone, "Looks like a high school classmate."

Lu Qiansong browsed briefly, then woke up: "Love letter? April Fool's Day?"

Wen Chaoan rubbed his hand to his neck, and rubbed it lightly: "It's still the last minute..." Thinking of what he was doing when this message was sent, Wen Chaoan paused, blinked to cover up, and responded to the person who sent the message. People feel a little sorry.

He could never imagine what the confessed person was doing when he confessed.

"It's also April Fool's Day, it must be a prank." Lu Qiansong locked the phone and threw it aside, "Don't pay attention to him." He pulled Wen Chaoan back to the quilt stickily, leaned against each other and prepared to sleep again.

Wen Chaoan couldn't fall asleep, not because of the person who sent the message, but because of that "ten years ago". His person, then definitely not a high school classmate.

Speaking of primary school...

Wen Chaoan was still in his hometown at that time, and he went to school twice a day, in the morning and at noon, and walked on the small dirt road with the schoolbag that his grandfather had mended several times on his back.

He likes to squeeze the strap of his schoolbag tightly when he is carrying his schoolbag. He looks very well-behaved, but also a little too serious.

Wen Chaoan has a very good relationship with the classmates in the class, and the relationship with the teacher is also good, and he is beautiful, even if he doesn't hang out with his classmates every day, everyone likes him.

When it comes to writing love letters, he has received them a few times. He can't tell whether they are boys or girls. Those who know their gender are confessed in person. Of course, there are not many times.

What impressed me deeply was that once the school organized mountaineering, which was a project for all grades. It was a small mountain bag that they could walk to, and they went there on the same day.

That day Wen Chaoan seemed to be held back, a little classmate said he liked him, she was a girl with two pigtails.

Wen Chaoan remembered that the sky was blue that day, several little girls blocked him, and the one in the middle confessed to him with a blushing face.

Wen Chaoan had never encountered such a thing before, and immediately blushed, waved his hands and apologized to others, saying that he had never thought of such a thing.

The little girl asked him what kind of girl he likes.

"So what kind of girls do you like?" Lu Qiansong asked him half of what he heard.

"I like it..." Wen Chaoan paused, and sure enough, he saw Lu Qiansong smiling meaningfully with his head propped up, and thought it was funny, "I might not like girls at that time, but if I did, they might be the more obedient ones." kind."

"What do you mean by the more obedient one?"

"That's it..." Wen Chaoan thought of his answer at that time, it seemed to be like this, "It's better to be filial to your grandparents, be gentle, you don't have too many requirements for appearance, you don't need to know how to cook, just do a little housework, and help me occasionally Feed the sheep, it’s best to sing, I think it’s cute.”

It happened that the girl who confessed her love that day didn't sing very well, so when Wen Chaoan said that, the girl regarded it as a rejection, and she might have been sad for a few days when she went home, because she never looked for Wen Chaoan again.

"Oh~" Lu Qiansong nodded, "I think this is me, except that I didn't help you herd the sheep and I sang like a song, there is no difference."

Big difference, okay?

Wen Chaoan held back and asked with a smile, "Then what were your criteria for choosing a spouse when you were in junior high school?"

"Wen Chao'an," Lu Qiansong rubbed his cheek, "I like you like this, you are my criterion for choosing a mate."

"Coax me?"

"I didn't coax you, really."

Lu Qiansong did not coax him, Wen Chaoan was his standard, as soft and sweet as the illusory boyfriend he dreamed of when he was a child.So Lu Qiansong knew his sexuality a long time ago, and he was not as leisurely as Wen Chaoan when he was in junior high school, and he used it all to fight with his father.

Lu Qiansong and Shen Qinghu were in the same boat. They often went out to eat barbecue skewers in the summer of the second year of junior high school. You took a bite of each other, consciously young and old, as if the vicissitudes of life were terribly vicissitudes, and it was not their father who was fighting, but fate.

Lu Qiansong also often went to Shen Qinghu's house, and she always saw Shen Qingye, and speaking of it, Sister Ye Zi was the first to ask Lu Qiansong what kind of wife he wanted to marry when he grew up.

At that time, everyone thought Lu Qiansong was strange, so when Shen Qingye asked this question, he was surprised and happy, sitting on the ground holding a popsicle and whispering: "Actually, I haven't thought it through yet, but I just had a dream..."

Lu Qiansong also felt hot in the air-conditioned room, and his face was flushed. Chunmeng is not something to flaunt, but he still told Shen Qingye.

The child's narration was not too explicit, and Shen Qingye also suppressed a smile: "Sister, I understand, you like gentle and obedient ones, just like a little daughter-in-law."

"That's not true!" Lu Qiansong was so angry that he almost threw the popsicle away, "Boy! Boy! He's not a little daughter-in-law! He's very cute and brave, and he's really good at studying. I like him immediately!"

"Okay, okay," Shen Qingye couldn't help touching his head, "Xiao Song, you are cute too, so cute."

Just because Shen Qingye said that and Shen Qinghu heard it, the two boys had an awkward fight for a few days, and then they reconciled by asking each other popsicles.

Lu Qiansong was not talking nonsense, Wen Chaoan was listening happily, when he suddenly heard a rustling at the door, he had a premonition in his heart, and sure enough, the dog's paws started scratching at the door.

Kuzai is also a strange dog. He stays up late to eat No.1, and he is the best at scratching the door early in the morning.Fortunately, Cool Boy knew that the two masters usually didn't wake up before eleven o'clock, so it wouldn't be too early to scratch the door.

Lu Qiansong went to open the door. The golden retriever was twice as big as it was just bought, and it was already a seven-month-old puppy. Its tail was wagging like sparks, and its small mouth grinned at Lu Qiansong.

"Kuzai woke up?" Lu Qiansong patted the dog's head, Kuzai shouted loudly, and flew towards Wen Chaoan again.

Kuzai especially likes to pounce on people, which is not a good habit. Wen Chaoan used toys to demonstrate a few times before, and he beat up the toy, but the dog didn't receive any hints. Instead, he thought that Wen Chaoan was playing with him, so he pounced even harder .

After that, Wen Chaoan didn't care anymore.

Taking the dog downstairs to eat, Wen Chaoan put a handful of dog food, changed the water, and saw Kuzai eating wildly, while Wen Chaoan waited for Lu Qiansong to make breakfast, and began to research who sent the message.

This question lasted a whole day, and it was mid-afternoon, and he didn't know who sent it to him. Wen Chaoan finally thought about it, thanked the other party for his liking, and said that he already had a boyfriend.

After he replied, he put down his phone, rubbed the cool guy's head next to him vigorously, and leaned on the sofa with Lu Qiansong to watch TV.

"Are you back?"

Wen Chaoan leaned on his arm and said "hmm".

"What did you say?" Lu Qiansong was curious.

"Just say—" he smiled, "Just say don't like me in the future, my boyfriend is jealous."

"Am I jealous?" Lu Qiansong bit his cheek.

"do not have it?"

"Okay, eat."

They collapsed on the couch, and Coolboy jumped up and down excitedly.

Later, that number never sent a message, and no one knew whether the number was a joke friend or a real crush.

But that doesn't matter.

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