fly slowly

【twenty】

On June 24, the lottery will be held.

Lin Yimo sat on the bed holding his notebook and fast forwarded to watch a movie. He was very tempered and not nervous at all.

Chu Xiao kept refreshing the webpage with his mobile phone expressionlessly, even if he was a little nervous, it was not for himself.

As soon as the morning passed, the webpage froze for a few minutes, and finally the dust settled.

Chu Xiao stared at Lin Yimo's grade information for a long time without saying a word, but Lin Yimo suddenly shouted with joy from the side: "My daughter-in-law is awesome!! Oh my god! This grade!"

Annoyed, Chu Xiao threw a pillow over to tell him to shut up.

Lin Yimo called Er Mao over, stuffed it into Chu Xiao's arms and said with a smile, "Er Mao is good, hurry up and coax your little dad!"

Er Mao meowed obediently twice, and stretched out her little tongue to lick Chu Xiao's fingers.

Chu Xiao gently scratched its minibus, and asked Lin Yimo with a dark face: "What's the matter with you?"

Lin Yimo leaned over and stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around him, and said indifferently: "I'm so small, how can it be so easy for a waste to counterattack? Do you think you can write novels?"

He closed his eyes, as if he had been thinking for a long time, and said softly: "I will repeat the study for another year."

Chu Xiao leaned on his shoulder, stroking the soft fur on Er Mao's back: "Then I will choose the university in this city."

Lin Yimo lowered his head and pinched his chin and gnawed, and said ferociously: "How dare you! Do you want me to die of guilt? You have to get what you want. I can only move forward with you instead of dragging you down."

Chu Xiao hugged him and kissed him: "I don't want to be too far away from you."

Lin Yimo kissed his baby: "It's not a child who hasn't been weaned yet, wants to breastfeed?"

Chu Xiao bit his Adam's apple with one bite, grinding his teeth lightly, blushing in confusion and said: "I want to eat."

Without further ado, Lin Yimo threw Zhe Er off the bed, froze in fright, hugged Chu Xiao and sat on him, reached into his shirt and touched his waist: "How dare you tease me like this when your waist doesn't hurt?" ?”

Chu Xiao's body was tense, and when he recalled Lin Yimo's size, his back was sore and his legs hurt, but he couldn't care less and gritted his teeth: "Let's do it."

Lin Yimo was like a hungry wolf who smelled the blood. His eyes turned darkly and he pressed the person under him, rubbed and gnawed, and spent a long time scratching. After stripping Chu Xiao of his clothes, he wrapped him in the quilt and tucked him into the quilt. Jiao, under Chu Xiao's surprised eyes, just kissed his forehead: "It's not early, go to bed, good night."

People often say that happy days are often just a flick of a finger. On the day Chu Xiao left, Lin Yimo just returned to school to report, and it was still a step too late to climb over the wall to chase after the click.

The leaves of the ginkgo trees in the back row of the teaching building began to turn yellow and were crumbling, but they looked like oil paintings.

At the graduation banquet, Zhang Huaixun got drunk and dragged a shy and handsome boy to Lin Yimo.

He couldn't straighten his tongue when he spoke, but Lin Yimo still understood. This kid was his little cousin who had just entered high school and came to ask Brother Lin to cover him up. After speaking, he burped Lin Yimo with a strong smell.

Lin Yimo was also in a haze of drunkenness, and only vaguely remembered a name, Zhang Hao, which was easy to remember, but it didn't match that child's temperament, with a long bow and a long day.

Lin Yimo laughed for a long time at this.

The days are still rushing by like before, everyone is like clockwork, leaving early and returning late, wearing stars and wearing moons, and doing it again.

But this time Lin Yimo ran the boarding school and sent Rhubarb and Ermao to his grandma's foster care. He didn't have time to run around. He needed more time and energy to catch up. He didn't think about the second possibility other than putting all his eggs in one basket to achieve the goal. Someone is waiting for him.

Chu Xiao would contact him every day and tell him to eat and sleep on time. They were as close as ever, as if they had never been far away.

【21】

Lin Yimo heard the name that was still fresh in his memory again. It was in the school cafeteria. The crowd was chaotic. He had just picked out all the carrots in the bowl when he heard a few boys at the next table mocking in a strange way.

What's so disgusting, perverted, whether the guy he likes is sick, what kind of education is there if he doesn't go to the hospital, he will have to be beaten up sooner or later, and so on.

The protagonist of the topic is Zhang Hao, a freshman in high school.

After listening to Lin Yimo, he seemed to understand. He didn't expect the shy little boy to do something unexpected.

It is not so easy to muster up the courage to confess to the same sex. There are not many people in this world who can be in love with each other, let alone two men.

Like him and Chu Xiao, knowing each other and loving each other may be enough to consume the luck of their lives, after all, not everyone can be so lucky.

Those boys were about to go out without taking away their plates after eating. Lin Yimo stretched his legs unintentionally, and as expected, someone saluted him.

Lin Yimo pretended to be surprised and asked: "It's not a Chinese New Year holiday, what are you doing?"

"Fuck you..."

Lin Yimo turned his wrist with the chopsticks, and knocked the prickly ash off the chopsticks on the edge of the bowl. His sharp edges and corners could not be seen clearly against the light behind his back, and he smiled profusely: "Say it again?"

The little boy got up with a face like a pig's liver, and opened his mouth to continue swearing. Someone hurriedly grabbed him and whispered a few words in his ear. Go!", and hurried away in disgrace.

Lin Yimo shook his head and snorted, "I'm a coward."

When Lin Yimo was rebellious all over his body, he was fighting and making trouble seven days a week, he was probably still in elementary school, so let him wait?Wait for a ball of yarn.

In the past, he must have put his rice bowl on people's faces and fed people with his own hands, but now is different from the past, he doesn't want to make troubles, and he doesn't have much time.

In the golden autumn of October, before the National Day, Chu Xiao called to say that he would not go back, he found a part-time job and could not spare time.

Lin Yimo solved a big conic section problem, repeated the correct answer ten times nervously, and said softly while holding the phone: "Take care of yourself."

Entering November, the weather turned cold, but Lin Yimo became more and more anxious. It seemed that a fire was burning in his chest all the time, scorching his reason and calmness. The bottle drip can't let down the anger in the slightest.

There is depression in the heart, and the anger is hard to dissipate.

He often dreamed that he was dying of thirst in the endless desert, and he couldn't get out no matter what. The vast and vast loneliness, he desperately searched for it, and finally he watched himself cracked in the desert. Extremely dry.

After waking up, only hearing Chu Xiao's voice will feel safe.

Another morning, he woke up drenched in sweat and called Chu Xiao with a sour voice. On the other end of the phone, there was Chu Xiao's gentle and pleasant voice, as well as loud singing and dancing, and the noise of the crowd. Someone faintly called Chu Xiao The name tells him not to dawdle and come and play——

Chu Xiao asked: "What's wrong?"

Lin Yimo calmed down inexplicably, and the sweat sticking to his skin became colder little by little.

"It's okay, I just miss you."

Chu Xiao said: "I have something to do now, can I come back to you?"

In a small square of sky surrounded by dormitory buildings, Lin Yimo looked up and saw a few lonely stars flickering faintly.

"Ok, I will wait for you."

Chu Xiao called less and less often, and each time he came and went in a hurry before hanging up.Later, Lin Yimo's mobile phone was found and confiscated during the surprise investigation, and the contact was lost like this.

I contact him once a month, and I have to use the landline at the newsstand downstairs.

The nightmare continued day after day, until he could not sleep with his eyes open almost all night, and was so tired that he had a splitting headache.

If he couldn't sleep, he would simply go to read a book. In the middle of the night, he took his book to go to the public toilet where the lights were not turned off.

In December, the problem has not been alleviated. When I weighed myself, I actually lost ten catties, and my outline became a little deeper. The whole person also looked very sharp.

As usual, he put on his overcoat and rubbed his hands and went to the toilet desolately.

Walking to the door, the voice-activated light in the toilet suddenly turned on, and there was a suppressed cry and a few unbearable swear words from the innermost cubicle.

Lin Yimo frowned, not wanting to meddle in other people's business, turned around to leave, somehow remembered something, then turned back, walked over and knocked on the door of the cubicle.

There was no sound in the cubicle, the voice control lights went out, and Lin Yimo knocked a few more times in the dark.

Someone couldn't help it: "Go away! Mind your own business!"

Lin Yimo tightened his coat: "Open the door."

Before the door was roughly kicked open, Lin Yimo retreated habitually with great experience.

Someone came out, how should I put it, Lin Yimo felt a little familiar, and couldn't remember who it was for a while, so he glanced into the cubicle, and the boy who was beaten and beaten looked at him with water stains on his face.

The boy yelled weakly with blood mixed in his mouth: "Brother Lin——"

Lin Yimo shrank his pupils and pursed his lips tightly. Anger welled up in his heart for a moment. He remembered who this child was, and he also remembered which bastard this person was.

He lowered his head and slowly folded the pages of the book to be memorized, the veins on the back of his hands swelled.

In the next moment, he slapped the man hard on the face while holding the book without blinking, and without even giving him a chance to howl, he went up and kicked him vigorously under the wind, full of hostility.

He had long ago smoothed out his youthful and frivolous nature, and hadn't been so angry for a long time, but at this moment, he was out of anger. He couldn't tell whether it was for Zhang Hao, for himself, or for the unfair treatment in the world, "Hurry up, I'm afraid I will bear it for a while I can't stop killing you!"

After all, it was because he was young, this boy had long been stupefied by Lin Yimo's thunderous fury, and immediately fled out staggeringly.

Lin Yimo stepped forward and squatted in front of Zhang Hao, reaching out to wipe the blood and tears on his face.

Zhang Hao hugged his arm in fear, crying breathlessly: "Brother, I'm afraid...I'm really afraid..."

Lin Yimo flicked him lightly on the forehead, sighed and said, "Excellent." He stretched out his arm to support him who was exhausted.

"It's not a crime to like it, there's nothing to be afraid of, it's them who are wrong."

The author has something to say:

Campus bullying is a real thing in high school. Back then, a boy was dragged into the toilet and beaten at night because he confessed to a male classmate. Unfortunately, no one like Lin Yimo came out to protect him. There were many rumors, so he just dropped out of school like that. up.

I hope the world can be more tolerant.