The tablemate is sick and delicate

Xia Dong walked to the wreckage of the mobile phone, then squatted down, and looked at the broken mobile phone in silence. The back cover was separated from the mobile phone, and there was still a line in the middle. On this phone, he saw the most heart-wrenching words in his life.

He threw the wreckage into the trash can one by one, his finger was accidentally cut by the glass slag on the screen, and the bright red blood beads slipped down one by one, but the pain was far from the wound in his heart.

He felt like Ling Chi, someone grabbed his heart fiercely with his hands, and then cut his dark red heart into pieces cruelly.

Xia Dong rubbed his fingers, and the bright red blood was all over his hand. The cut was deep, but no matter how deep it was, it would heal. White blood cells would come to block the wound, and the blood would stop flowing soon. The stained blood was also dried.

There is a basketball court in their community. Xia Dong sits on a simple iron frame viewing table, watching the distance silently, without a trace of emotion in his eyes.

There are children playing games on the basketball court. The little boy is holding a rubber band, and the little girl is jumping forward and backward, full of innocence and joy.

There are also some junior high school boys who are playing basketball, and all of them have grown so tall just after entering junior high school.

Why do I remember him again...

Xia Dong can still think of one of the post-it notes on the dream ship, with beautiful handwriting on it, which reads: Help Xia Dong fulfill his dream.

But now, Xia Dong only felt ironic. He covered his eyes with his hand and leaned against the shelf.

Lu Sanqi, I don't need you to help me realize any dream now... As long as you don't leave me, I will follow you for the rest of my life. I am never afraid of the eyes of the world.

Guang, as long as you are willing, I, Xia Dong... will follow you, for the rest of my life.

Even if you fucking... say that you lied to me, joked with me, don't get married, don't go to the United States... it's fine.

Xia Dong looked up at the sky, but couldn't hold back the tears, didn't it mean that the tears would go back by themselves?fraud.

Tears came out of his eyes, wet his long eyelashes, slid across his cheeks, nose, to the corner of Xia Dong's mouth, he stuck out his tongue and licked it.

Bitter and salty.

A child looked at him curiously, but was dragged away by his mother. The mother said, "Don't look blindly, child, be careful if someone beats you. You have to study hard in the future and don't become such a little hooligan!"

You see, Yao Yao, I am really not afraid of what others think of me.

Xia Dong wiped away tears, his eyes were a little blurry, but he could still see the brilliant sunset, but in the end, the curtain ended, and this beautiful golden color would be swallowed up by the darkness little by little, leaving nothing behind.

"Xia Dong."

Xia Dong froze, thinking he was hallucinating.

But then the blurry figure that appeared in front of him told him that this was really not an auditory hallucination.

Xia Dong pinched his palms hard, then jumped off the iron frame, and walked outside the basketball court without looking back, without even looking at the sweaty, panting boy who came here.

Suddenly, his hand was tightly grabbed, and he wanted to break free, but the boy's strength was too great, and he couldn't break free at all.

Xia Dong looked at the boy coldly and said, "Lu Sanqi, I advise you to get out of my sight."

Seeing Xia Dong's red eye circles, Lu Sanqi felt a throbbing pain in his heart. After all, he still hurt his little sun.

He shook his head stubbornly, unwilling to let go of Xia Dong's hand.

Xia Dong bit his lower lip tightly, and suddenly smiled, his eyes were filled with crystal tears, and said: "Yao Yao, you just need to give me an answer, go to the United States? With the rich daughter... Are you married?"

Lu Sanqi already knew that Lu Yuanjun had already talked to Xia Dong, and he just looked at Xia Dong with distressed eyes.

Xia Dong's voice trembled: "Speak, answer me."

Lu Sanqi loosened Xia Dong's hand, eyes flickering, and said, "It's true."

Xia Dong relaxed his shoulders, somewhat frustrated, and asked softly, "Have you decided?"

Lu Sanqi closed his eyes and said, "Yes."

Xia Dong easily broke away from Lu Sanqi, then took two steps back, with a smile on his lips: "Okay! Then I wish you happiness!" But the tears in his eyes could not deceive anyone.

Lu Sanqi's eyes were also red, and he opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything.

Xia Dong's tone was pretending to be brisk: "Actually, when Lao Deng asked me to be at the same table with you to take care of you, I knew that we were not the same way. Your family conditions, the luxury car that picks you up after school every day, and you Great value custom shirts."

He wiped his face, paused to stabilize his emotions, and continued: "I am just an ordinary family. I have no father since I was a child. I have suffered with my mother, I have been stubborn since I was a child, and I have been beaten a lot. We are not at all Not of one world, really."

"I'm very happy during the time I'm with you, and it's good to save other people's sympathy." Xia Dong paused, then laughed, "It's not that bad to sleep with a man."

Lu Sanqi frowned, and said, "Xia Dong...don't be like this..."

Xia Dong nodded: "Okay, I'm not like this, then I wish you a speedy recovery with the company of that rich daughter..."

He waved his hand at Lu Sanqi cheerfully, and when he turned around, his eyes were wet with disappointment, and he said in a crying voice: "Yaoyao, let's get together and get together." Lu Sanqi just stood where he was, he didn't want to Knowing what to say, looking at Xia Dong's back gradually leaving, he said: "...I'm sorry."

Xia Dong's back paused, he gave a wry smile, and never looked back.

Lu Sanqi stood on the spot for a long time, looking at Xia Dong's slender back, his long hair that hadn't had time to be cut, and the beautiful back of his head, Lu Sanqi firmly remembered this figure in his mind.

This may be his last chance to take a good look at Xia Dong, even if it's just the back view, he's happy with it.

When Lu Sanqi said the three words I'm sorry, his heart died completely.

When he got home, he locked himself in the room. Pan Wan worked overtime tonight and would not come back so early.

Looking out of the floor-to-ceiling windows of his room, he could see the basketball court. Lu Sanqi was no longer there. Xia Dong thought that maybe he should be busy making arrangements to go to the United States.

In the past, a group of children playing games and junior high school students were called home for dinner one after another by their families. The junior high school students went home together. Some of them did not live in the community, so they rode bicycles outside together. Talking and laughing, full of vigor.

He would think of Lu Sanqi no matter what he saw.

This scene also appeared on him and Lu Sanqi a few days ago.

They went home together under the setting sun, playing and being intimate on the road, the setting sun was short and the night came quickly.

When Lu Sanqi sent him downstairs, she would still look at him reluctantly, and then cling to him for a while, and push him in the corridor to have a good kiss before she was willing to go home.

A strong sense of emptiness welled up in his heart, and he gave a wry smile.

He loves Lu Sanqi to the core, even looking at the dust and pebbles on the road, he will think of Lu Sanqi.

In fact, counting it carefully, he and Lu Sanqi only experienced a few short months from acquaintance to acquaintance and then to love, but love cannot be defined by simple time.

It depends on how much they have been through together.

Everything is deeply engraved on Xia Dong's heart, just like a tattoo, engraved for a lifetime, can be seen every day, and the heart-wrenching memory is awakened day after day until it becomes numb.

He just sat on the edge of his bed. He remembered that when Lu Sanqi came to their house, he also sat at this place. He accidentally said that he let Lu Sanqi watch "The Beginning of the World". No.

Xia Dong maintained this posture like a statue, his head was blank for a while, and filled with various things for a while.

When he couldn't think of anything, he just stared blankly at a place, and his eyes would light up after thinking about the medicine, although it would eventually dim.

Time seemed to pass very slowly, but Xia Dong couldn't notice the passage of time at all. From the setting sun to the nightfall, and then to the brightly lit Zhoucheng, Xia Dong sat like this all the time.

She didn't even hear Pan Wan's return home.

Pan Wan carried the roast pork rice packed for Xia Dong in a Hong Kong-style restaurant, put it on the table, hummed a song, and knocked on the door of Xia Dong's room.

"Baby! Come out for dinner!" Pan Wan knocked on the door.

There was no response from Xia Dong inside.

But Pan Wan clearly remembered that the lights were on when she returned home, and there were Xia Dong's shoes in the shoe cabinet.

"Baby? Dongdong?" Pan Wan leaned sideways to listen to the movement inside the door.

She didn't care about her son's privacy any more, she opened the door directly and went in, and saw that Xia Dong had already slept on the carpet beside the bed.

Pan Wan took a closer look, and Xia Dong's face was covered with tears.

Her heart suddenly twitched.

Xia Dong loved to cry when she was a child, so there was a small tear mole in the corner of her eye, but since she lived alone with Xia Dong, she has never seen Xia Dong cry again, but although she has never seen it, she has heard it .

She occasionally heard Xia Dong's suppressed crying in the middle of the night, maybe because he was afraid of waking her up, Xia Dong tried to keep the crying to the minimum.

She didn't know what Xia Dong experienced outside, and she couldn't ask Xia Dong unless she told her, so she could only get red eyes because of her son's crying in the middle of the night.

"Dongdong?" Pan Wan knelt down and patted her son's shoulder. Xia Dong breathed evenly, but her eyelashes trembled slightly, maybe she was having a nightmare.

If Xia Dong was still young, she might still be able to hug Xia Dong to the bed.

But in the blink of an eye, Xia Dong became a man.

She stared at Xia Dong's sleeping face, and helped Xia Dong wipe away tears with distress.

In fact, Pan Wan has always had a ridiculous guess in her heart.

She had never heard of Xia Dong having a girlfriend or female friends.

In fact, she found a long list of browsing records on the computer a few years ago.All about homosexuality.

The person who searched for it could only be Xia Dong.