Cannon fodder "attack" development system

But just such a little thing is enough to make Song Guan bad.

Zhang You thought quietly in his heart, silently, as if thinking inadvertently, he predicted the final outcome of this person in his heart, imagining every detail.Everything has been played out in my heart so many times that it turned out to be a little fuzzy in the end.Obviously everything was planned in an unhurried manner, but why didn't he feel relieved at all that he got what he wanted?

On the night when he was 16 years old, Song Guan took him out to a dinner.He took the wrong glass, and he felt a little dazed after drinking half a glass of white wine. In the end, it was Song Guan who brought him to the lounge.Inside and outside the door, the hustle and bustle outside the door, the silence inside the door seems to come from another world.There were only the two of them in the lounge, and there was no light turned on. When Song Guan entered the door and wanted to turn on the light, he took advantage of his drunkenness and hugged the person tightly, "I don't want to turn on the light..." La Zhang His voice was nasal, as if he was acting like a baby.

When he was younger, when he was sick, he often put his arms around Song Guan's neck and talked like this, but as he grew older, he never did such a thing after the age of 12-if you don't get too close, yes Isn't it so that you won't be confused by it anymore?

The moonlight streamed through the silver frost that covered the floor of the window, and only when one was paralyzed by alcohol in this way would the truest emotions in the heart leak out.Alcohol mixed with darkness can hide too many things, don't think too much, this is a short-term indulgence. "Dad." He buried his face in Song Guan's arms, and all he could smell was a familiar smell, deep and shallow, that was the smell of almond shower gel, which came from that person, and it was a reassuring almost The taste of being bewitched.In such groggy darkness, the last thing he thought of was a very light sentence: "Song Guan..."

The voice was so low that it was almost raving, such a soft tone that even he himself hadn't noticed.

Song view.Song view.Song view.

He recited the name in his heart, and as he recited it, he suddenly felt a little resentful.

Song Guan, why do you have to be so nice sometimes?Why can't you just do those disgusting things to the end like you did in the beginning?Just like the one that remained in his impression at first, like the water in the deepest seabed, it was bitingly cold and had a fishy smell.He really hoped that Song Guan would always be extremely dirty, probably because in that case, he could take revenge as if nothing had happened.

Zhang You didn't want to get to the bottom of why he had such thoughts. There were some things that he couldn't think deeply about. However, what happened that night when he was 17 broke all the illusion of balance. Finger poked.Those who don't want to face up to it, those who don't dare to think about it on weekdays.In fact, that night, he woke up when Song Guan entered the room and tripped over the deliberately arranged books at the door.

He has always been in a light sleep, Song Guan's sound woke him up from his dream, but after waking up, he calmly pretended to be asleep.What is this person going to do?He had sensed that this person was out of his mind before.Zhang You coldly wanted to see what this person would do. He always used the worst assumptions to speculate on Song Guan's behavior, probably because he never believed that Song Guan would get better.

The first incidents of those years have always been a hideous wound in his heart, which will never heal with the passage of time, and will always be bloody. Perhaps in his consciousness, he always felt that Song Guan would reappear at some point. Become what it was back then.He can't think too well of Song Guan, no, he doesn't allow it either.However, all the calmness fell apart in front of that kiss.

At that moment, my heart seemed to be tightly grasped by someone, and my mind went blank for a moment.It was the first time he kissed his lips.While holding her breath, her heart was beating violently.Boom, boom, boom.Once, as if to jump out of the chest.He seemed to hear the secret hidden in the deepest part of his heart also fall out, and then kept falling, falling, falling into the unfathomable deep sea.An indescribable sour taste came to my heart, and I was a little bit wronged.In the suffocating darkness, he bit him hard, so bitterly and angrily.

The other party was bitten so painfully that he snorted softly, and he froze for a moment, the bite was just a subconscious reaction, he was a little uncertain what would happen next, and completely unexpected, Song Guan After humming, he ran away like this.Zhang You was startled, and the room where there was only one person was silent again.After a while, he pulled the quilt to cover his head, and couldn't help laughing under the quilt, what was this person's reaction.Smiling and laughing, he covered his eyes with his hands.When touching that piece of water, his fingers paused slightly, feeling a little unbelievable... Are you... crying?

On the second day, with the bite mark on the corner of his mouth, someone drank porridge with an expression that nothing had happened, only the erratic eyes revealed some emotions in his heart.Zhang You glanced at the wound on the corner of Song Guan's mouth, then lowered his head silently to pick up the vegetables.At school that day, he was always distracted.When the homework was collected in the third self-study class in the afternoon, the class monitor took a look at him and said, "Hey, classmate Zhang You, you look...in a good mood today." Zhang You slowed down arranging the notebook, and then He asked in a very light tone: "Really?"

Something in my heart is sprouting little by little, popping out tiny and tiny, it's all a kind of secret mood.Can't say.It cannot be said.When he came home, he saw Song Guan sitting on the sofa and biting potato chips. The wound on Song Guan's lips had scabbed over a long time ago, and when he came back, he showed a silly smile.He turned his head and grunted inwardly.This person has done even more outrageous things, but yesterday he still looked so innocent that he was about to die. He only dared to touch him lightly with his lips. Just thinking about it made me laugh so hard.

But those secret emotions are emerging out of control little by little.The light-colored ones, the untitled ones, are all incomplete sentences.

—Can he...

——If so, can he...

——Is it possible to...

However, everything was subverted in an instant.

17 years old to.