I want to catch that fish

dying.

I miss him so much.

Miss him crazily.

Xiangziyu was lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling. It had been less than an hour, but it seemed like half a century had passed.

Memories are usually drawn out under such innocent circumstances.

Xiangziyu recalled the scene many years ago.

At that time, he was still unrequitedly in love with He Qianzhang. Like his classmates at the time, he especially liked physical education classes—only then could he find an excuse to stroll in the playground under the office building of the third year of high school.

He Qianzhang is leaning against the window on the third floor. Every time he is in class, he looks out of the window in a daze. Sometimes he sleeps on the table, and from his perspective, he can only see a bunch of hair.Just like that, they cheered.

But such a secret love emotion, but never had the opportunity to express it.

He didn't dare, he was so scared that he didn't even have the courage to talk to him.

At that time, they were already living together under the same roof, and He Qianzhang would go to and from school with him every day, holding his hand tightly as if caring for a younger brother.

He once secretly kissed He Qianzhang's lips under the camphor tree in the playground, and he couldn't help but keep thinking about it like a pervert.Every time I remember it, I suffer from moral torment, but I can't restrain it.

This feeling will drive him crazy sooner or later.

But Xiang Ziyu still had a glimmer of hope in his heart. Every time He Qianzhang held his hand, cherishing and gentle, he would think in his heart, would the other party have the same thoughts for him?Again and again, until he believed it himself.

Even if the possibility is small, he still throbs at the almost impossible response.

The decision came suddenly and firmly, a bold idea just flooded into his mind - he wanted to confess his love.

Deep in memory, Xiangziyu slowly closed his eyes, rolled over and wrapped himself in the quilt.Why do I think of things from so long ago... Such memories are not pleasant at all.

He heard by accident from Mother He that today is He Qianzhang's birthday.He has never prepared any birthday presents for his friends, or rather, he has no friends at all, let alone gift-giving, so it is really difficult for him to choose a birthday present.

But he still racked his brains for this, thinking about it for several days.

Prickly prickly pear is certainly not a good choice, anyway, he didn't pick the sharp and ugly ball.Many small octopuses of different shapes are painted on the carefully selected small porcelain pots, or they clumsily entangle their eight claws, or stretch out all their tentacles, lying on the blue bubbles, and the fish glances at them I took a fancy to it.

As for the prickly pear later, it was just a trick he wanted to cover up.

"Xiao Maruko, um... He Qianzhang, I, I like you."

The setting sun slanted down, stretching his shadow long, reflecting the orange halo, and the whole person was shrouded in a hazy layer of happiness.

He muttered to the prickly pear in his hand, and felt that his tone was not very good, and his fingers were trembling with nervousness.

--sorry.I have always regarded you as my brother.

Perhaps, he will respond like this?

Xiang Ziyu stood uneasily at the door, and the feelings he was about to reveal made him so nervous that the circles of his eyes turned red.

But before he entered the house, he was standing at the entrance when he heard movement from inside the house.

He had never seen such a cold expression on He Qianzhang's face, as if he was treating something extremely disgusting, wishing to smash it into pieces and throw it into a dark sewer—just like his feelings for him.

How could he think so affectionately that the other party has the same thoughts for him?

Fortunately, his confession, together with his heart, was buried in the damp and cold soil under the cactus, and there was no chance of seeing the sun again.

-

He Qianzhang was not much better, he was so decadent that he almost doubted his life.

Zhang Zhifeng poured him another half glass of whiskey, and lazily nestled in the sofa, "That's awesome, my brother, no wonder why the moonlight is not here for this period of time and I'm hanging out with me, and Xiaoyu didn't tell me when he came back!"

"Tell you why?" He Qianzhang picked up the wine glass and took another sip. The cold and spicy liquid slid down his throat, just to cover up the more sore emotions in his heart.

"If I had known Xiaoyu would come back, my brother would treat him to dinner!" Zhang Zhifeng said with a smile.

"I don't need you."

"You can't say that, you are you, and I am me. I haven't seen you for so many years, and I miss Xiaoyu very much!"

What responded to him was a pillow that hit the bridge of his nose.

"Hey, let me say Zhang, how far have you and Xiaoyu progressed?"

"I have proposed to him."

"Awesome my brother! Did you do it? How does it feel?"

"No……"

Zhang Zhifeng was immediately amused, "Damn it, innocent little boy! Can you do it? If Xiaoyu is looking for someone outside, who are you going to reason with?"

He Qianzhang pursed his lips, remembered the video again, and took a sip of whiskey with a gloomy expression.

Which pot is not open and which pot to lift!Zhang Zhifeng slapped himself, and quickly remedied, "Uh, actually, I sent someone to eavesdrop on you when you weren't here. That man is really fucking disgusting, he just wanted to sleep with Xiaoyu, and he said he was It doesn't matter below..."

Now He Qianzhang couldn't calm down anymore, he squeezed the cup tightly in his hand, and his mood fell to the bottom in an instant.

He said with a self-deprecating, "Because Xiaoyu said he was top, so we never did it."

"Uh..." Zhang Zhifeng said "uh" several times before realizing, "Is it true?"

Seeing that He Qianzhang didn't answer, Zhang Zhifeng turned his brains around for a long time and came up with a ghostly idea.

"Love without sex is like barbecue without salt. It looks delicious, but in fact it has no taste at all. It's boring to eat two bites. If you continue like this, you will have to finish the game sooner or later."

"Brother gives you a suggestion, don't punish those who are not, just force him. After one time, I promise to pester you! Aren't all the girlfriends before my brother, crying and shouting not to do it, and pestering brother after one time Don't let it go!"

He Qianzhang lazily raised his eyelids, and glanced at him, "You are such a beast."

"What are you talking about! Thanks to my elder brother who worried about you so much, he took you in and even kicked out his girlfriend!"

He Qianzhang ignored him, but stared at the transparent orange liquid in the cup and fell into deep thought.

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