reveal

I walked in and smelled the smell and felt hungry.

"What's the matter, are you having a banquet today?" I changed my shoes and asked the thin figure who was busy in the kitchen.

"Wrong." Xiaotong said happily, "I'm celebrating."

"Celebrating my return home?" I know that Xiaotong is not so happy for this reason, but I just said that.

"Yes." Xiaotong also smiled rarely.

I smiled, washed my hands, and helped Xiaotong bring the rest of the food out of the kitchen.

"Then I'll start first, and I want to try your handicraft."

"You can do whatever you want." Xiaotong hummed a few songs happily, sat down, and began to eat.

I ate a few chopstick dishes before I remembered something, "Xiaotong," I called him, "Why did you tell Wei Rendong about the fact that I kissed Qin Luyao?"

"Huh?" Xiaotong might want to pretend to be shocked, but he didn't even make an expression, except for the rising end sound, he didn't look surprised at all.

"Are you naughty or not?" I was angry, but I couldn't get angry

I know that Wei Rendong will not be able to resist revealing his true identity, it could only be that someone gave him a stimulus, and the stimulus must be big enough, then after thinking about it, it can only be related to me or Qin Luyao.Regarding my identity, Wei Rendong knew about it a long time ago, and about Qin Luyao, he also knows better than me.Then, the only thing that can make him unbearable is the relationship between me and Qin Luyao.

But Qin Luyao and I have been getting along tepidly, which can be regarded as a big enough and fresh thing, that is, that kiss with Qin Luyao.

Naturally, I can't talk about this kind of thing everywhere. The only one who knows about it is Xiao Tong who I always thought was not a threat to me.

So obviously, it was Xiaotong who told Wei Rendong what happened between me and Qin Luyao.

"Hehe." Xiaotong gave me a blank look, and sneered as an answer.

He changed the subject, opened a bottle of wine slowly, "This is the last time I drink with you, Liao Yu." He slowly stroked the body of the wine bottle, his eyes were clear, "I'm looking for someone nearby. I got a job, and if you want to find someone to drink in the future, don't look for me."

Only then did I take a closer look at Xiao Tong.

It's just that I haven't seen him for 20 days. I think he has really changed a lot. It seems that some perennial haze is gradually peeling off from him.

"So you're celebrating that you got a job?"

"Otherwise?" Xiaotong asked back, "I've experienced enough of those shitty things, and I don't want to continue my previous life, so please take them away from me in the future."

I couldn't believe that the person in front of me could say something like this one day, "You gave up on Qin Luyao."

"Yes." Xiaotong frankly recalled something, and then gave me an affirmative answer.

"Why?" I found it incredible and asked him, "Qin Luyao treated you so well back then, and you still liked him for more than ten years. Why did you suddenly give up?"

"Why?" Xiaotong repeated my words, "Ah...that's because I got enlightened."

I think Xiaotong has really changed. If he hesitated a little when he said this, I could still find some lingering nostalgia on his face, but he didn't. came out.

I feel envious, but I should congratulate him, "Then congratulate you."

He smiled and nodded, "Thank you, I decided to move out in a few days."

I stared at him blankly, "Have you found the house yet?"

"Hmm." Xiao Tong seemed to be talking about something unimportant while eating the food.

I clearly understand that the person in front of me is about to walk out of my life.

He is in a good mood, and his tone is no longer as sarcastic as before, but the content of his speech is still not pleasant, "Although I don't like you, I can sincerely advise you that although Young Master Wei is a bit domineering, But he is not so much better than Qin Luyao."

My hand holding the food paused, "You know again, Wei Liandong is not gay."

Xiaotong smiled and didn't speak.

That night, I publicly challenged Qin Luyao's authority for the first time.

Maybe it's because Xiaotong is leaving, maybe it's just because I'm too tired.

For the first time, I lived in my own home and did not return to Qin's house.

I turned off my phone, took a shower, and slept in the empty master bedroom.

The moon shines on Border City, and the suburbs in this area look very desolate at night.

I began to feel that Qin Luyao loved himself more than anything else.

But I used to really feel that he was kind.

He is so kind and gentle.

He saved me once.

Even if he is the perpetrator, but without my knowledge, he can obviously let go, so I may never know the truth for the rest of my life...

But he also uses me.

He is even killing his own feelings.

I stared at the sparse and mottled tree shadows outside the window, and I felt sorry, maybe I really have to take back what I said.

It is true that his humanity and desires are often in conflict.

But has he really compromised his sensibility?

I remembered the first time I saw him when I went back to Qin's house. He obviously liked me, but he was sitting on the sofa like a perfect sculpture, without emotion...

Or is he actually terribly rational?

I'm even suspecting now that he has long thought that one day in the future, he will use me to make a deal for him, so he has the foresight to keep me, not because of guilt...

I have never been more confident in him because of his attitude towards me.

...

I am dreaming.

"murderer."

"bad people."

"Hit him!"

"Beat him to death!"

"Why don't you go to die!"

"This wretched coward looks so angry at me, it's disgusting."

"Are you sick and can't walk! What to do...Ah...It's unlucky to meet this kind of person!"

"Headshot!"

"No, what if someone dies?"

"It's okay, didn't you find that the teacher didn't care?"

"Can…"

"You intercede for the murderer, are you out of your mind?"

"I'll do it, I don't have it! Fuck! I'll kill you!"

I felt pain all over my body, my head was bloody, and blood flowed into my eye sockets.

The road was already unstable, and there was blood in front of my eyes.

Behind is the abandoned past.

I'm so tired, I'm in pain...

I finally staggered and fell to the ground.

The autumn leaves also fell heavily from the staggering tree and fell beside me, and I held it in my hand vigorously.

This year is 1994, Wei Jinqiu died, will I be next?

If my blood runs dry, can I go to heaven?

I want to be stronger, but when I think of this, I still cry out.

I don't want to die, I want to live.

If I can survive... I must...

I must….

I must take revenge.